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venusianelf · 2 years
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I Just Feel You
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Autistic! Reader
Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship
Summary:  Feeling burnt out from masking, Wanda is there to comfort you and brush your hair.
Warnings: Reader has meltdowns/shutdowns, Sensory issues mention, One use of Y/n, Reader is gender-neutral
Word Count: ~1.0k
Request: would you be able to do a really sweet fluffy fic with Wanda Maximoff and an autistic reader where reader asks Wanda, “Can you feel me?” (like in the scene from Infinity War at the beginning when Wanda uses her magic to feel Vision’s stone and she says “I just feel you” before all the chaos breaks out) and Wanda uses her magic in the same way and says back “I just feel you.” i hope that made sense, it sounded cute in my head lol.
A/N: This request took me longer than I would’ve liked but I just had my birthday so that threw a wrench in my plans. Also, MOM gave me a few ideas for Wanda fics that I will eventually get around to writing. This fic also ended up including more hair brushing than I expected but whatever lol. Gif found on google. Thank you for reading!
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The last few months had been extra stressful. You were swamped with missions and it was being to burn you out. You could feel yourself getting exhausted and needing to pull away. Your girlfriend Wanda, was the first to notice. She watched as you flinched away from the team’s touches and excused yourself to your shared room more often than usual. 
When she entered the room with both of your dinners she frowned as she saw you rocking back and forth a little too passionately. Gently placing the food down on a nearby table, she sat down next to you on the ground. “Rough day?” She called out as you nodded. “May I touch you?” She asked as you thought for a moment before nodding again.
She put her hand out and stroked your hair as you slowed your rocking. As she continued she began to hum a Sokovian lullaby. Gently, she began brushing your hair with her fingers. You leaned into her touch as you felt a calm wash over you.  “Do you want to talk about it?” She asked as you sighed. “There’s not much to talk about. One of my missions got too stressful and I accidentally snapped at someone,” You explained as you frowned and she hummed in acknowledgment. 
“I hate having to mask whenever I’m not with you. It’s so exhausting and it makes me not feel like myself,” You continued as she frowned with you. “Then don’t mask around them. If they don’t like it, screw them,” She huffed. “It’s not that simple Wans,” You replied as she moved to look at you. “I know, but I wish it were,” She sighed as you smiled melancholically. 
“As long as you’re here with me you never have to mask around me though. That’s the best I can offer for now,” She continued as she smiled disappointed in herself for not being able to do more. “Thank you,” You replied as you leaned your forehead in to touch hers. After a few breaths, she leaned back and kissed you on the forehead before speaking, “We really should eat dinner before it gets cold though.” “Right. Do you bring that in already?” You asked as you looked around before noticing the food. “Wow, I must’ve been pretty out of it,” You chuckled before grabbing your food and cuddling up with Wanda on the couch.
A few days later and you had gone on another particularly stressful mission. This one included a loud siren and flashing light that you had to mask through even though it exhausted you. As you stepped off the quinjet you immediately headed to you and Wanda’s room. You turned on the shower before stripping out of your clothes.
You stepped under the water and sighed as you felt the water pelt off of you. You washed yourself off before standing under the water and just letting the water hit you. You vaguely recognized the sound of Wanda entering the bathroom as you lost yourself in your thoughts. 
Hearing a knock on the shower wall you turned to look at her as she smiled at you. “Room for one more?” She asked as you nodded and made room for her. She busied herself with washing herself as you zoned out again. She turned and frowned seeing you looking so far away after she had asked you a question. “Y/n?” She called as you blinked hard before turning towards her. “Yeah?” You asked as she frowned harder. “I asked you if you wanted me to wash your hair,” She repeated. “Oh, uh, I already washed my hair,” You replied as she smiled compassionately at you. 
“I figured, but I know you like how it feels when I wash your hair,” She replied as you tilted your head in contemplation. “I’m okay,” You responded after a pause. “Okay, darling,” She said before turning off the water and grabbing towels for both of you. You both dried off and changed into comfy clothes in silence before Wanda turned on some music while she brushed her hair. When she finished she turned to you and held the brush up. “Want me to brush yours?” She asked before you nodded.
She sat down on the bed near you before beginning to brush through your hair. She carefully untangled your hair as you leaned into her. The gentle brushing felt very relaxing after such a long day. It also helped that it provided just the right sensory input. When she finished up you turned around to face her and crawled into her lap. Hugging her and hiding yourself in her neck, she put the brush down and pulled you close. 
After a few minutes, you pulled back and chewed on your lip as you contemplated what to say. Wanda’s gaze softened as she watched before she brought one of her hands up to hold your face. You looked back at her when you felt her and sighed before looking down. “I know I mentioned it recently but I’m so tired from all this masking. I just don’t feel like myself, and I, I don’t know. I guess I’m asking if, if you can feel me?” You asked as you moved her hand up to your forehead. 
She smiled softly before red mist came out of her fingers and connected with your temple. You felt her sift through your mind as you watched her close her eyes. “I just feel you,” She replied after a moment. Leaning forward you gently crashed your body into hers again as she fell back on the bed. “Thank you,” You spoke up after a pause. “No problem dear,” She replied softly before you propped yourself up on your elbows over her.
“What?” She asked as you gazed at her. “Nothing, you’re just really pretty and kind,” You replied as you watched her blush and look away. “Come here goof,” She responded before pulling you in to kiss her. You sighed into the kiss as you felt her love and warmth rush through you. As you pulled back you licked your lips and Wanda raised her eyebrow. 
“You chapstick tastes good,” You answered and she hummed in response. “It’s mango flavored,” She replied before pulling you back into her embrace. Cuddling up to her, you once again buried your head in her as she began to draw patterns on your back. You felt your eyelids grow heavy before letting yourself succumb to sleep in your girlfriend’s arms.
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dnvrsmedia · 2 years
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Wanda x Autistic!reader
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AN: this is from my experience as an autistic person ! this isn’t what all autistic people feel! this is definitely self indulgent
I feel like wanda would be really in-tuned with however autistic!reader is feeling.
It’s like her 7th sense knowing when you are either going to go into a meltdown or have a shutdown episode. She also is good at not babying your or making you feel infantilized. It’s so refreshing with her treating you like a real person. Being able to come home to someone who tries to understand you with no judgement is something that you searched for your whole life. She also allows you to go nonverbal in a way that you don’t feel like a burden. She’s able to communicate with you in your head and through your thoughts if you’re feeling up to it. Even if that is too much for you, she always somehow knows exactly what you need.
She definitely carries a fuck ton of different sensory toys in all of her bags. She keeps a pair of noise canceling headphones in her car as well.
She actively asks about your special interest and has a habit of buying you anything that reminds her of your interest.
Overall, Wanda is just a great partner & i wish i had someone like her :((((
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Y/n [completely out of touch with feelings, trying to describe an emotion]: I feel, um, glittery? buzzy. like peeling my skin off?
Wanda and natasha concerned: 😧
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Just no touch
Wanda x Autistic!reader 
Summary: readers on the verge of a meltdown and Wanda wants to cuddle them. Reader doesn’t want to push her away so they instead push themselves a bit too far.
Warnings: Overstimulation, semi nonverbal, sign language, lil angst but then all is good.
A/N: just a silly little thought I had. a very short little scene sort of for my autistic folks who also pushes themselves too far too not upset the people we care about. <3 take care of yourselves and remember its okay to ask for space my loves
Sort of proof read but my brain isn’t working at full speed in this heat.
requests open as always x
word count: 633
A few of the avengers were in the living room talking laughing and playing games. The noise and the long day had finally gotten to you so after fighting to stay up for just a little longer you finally gave in when you felt yourself get close to a meltdown. after wishing everyone goodnight you snuck off and you were just getting into bed when you heard a light knock on the door. You knew immediately who it was, and surely enough, Wanda's sweet face peeked into your room.
“You awake декта?”
“Mhmm, come in.” You made grabby hands at her. All though you were tired you adored being in her company, you were however way too overstimulated at this point. You sat up as Wanda threw herself on your bed. 
“Can I pleeease sleep in here baby? I’d really like some cuddles.” You squirmed at that word. You love Wanda and her snuggles, but after such a long overstimulating day, the thought of being touched seemed painful. She kissed your cheek and your face heated up. You pecked her lips hoping that would be enough and she’d lay down.
“You sleepy honey?” You nodded laying down. She settled next to you. You chose to roll away after a kiss on her forehead, needing the sleep desperately.
“Night night baby girl.” Wanda Snuggled into your back, arms wrapping around you tightly.  You could feel her breath against your neck where she occasionally leave kisses, before dosing off. You on the other hand did not sleep. Your skin was on fire and no matter how tired you were you couldn’t help the building feeling. You attempt to push her arm off but it's not long before she puts it back. Wanda sound asleep, had of course no clue what was happening. The feeling was suffocating and it only got worse by the minute. Around 3am Wanda stirred a little and must have woken up as you heard her sleepy words.
“Come here baby. You awake?” You spun around fighting tears as she pulled you in for a hug. It felt awful how could you react like this to your girlfriend's touch? You refused to push her away, but the thing about dating a witch is, secrets are impossible to keep. Her green eyes scanned your face her own falling into a frown as she observed the distress you were clearly in. 
“Sweetheart what's wrong?” She ran her thumb along your cheek where tears had left them wet and cold. You quickly flinched, moving away from her touch. She looked at you hoping for an answer, but you only shook your head. At this point starting to go nonverbal, which only frustrated you further.
“Can you speak?” She backed off a little leaving space between the two of you.” You shook your head no. 
“May I?” She motioned her hand towards your head. Asking for permission to read your mind. You nodded seeing no better way. Once able to understand the situation, Wanda's eyes became glossy with tears. “Baby girl, you can always tell me when it's too much, I don’t ever want to hurt you.” You gave her a weak smile nodding. 
“Are you okay with me sleeping in here, and be honest dekta.” You nodded, because you did want her company. 
*Just no touch* You signed. 
“Okay sweets, How about we let bear sleep in between us tonight.”  She grabbed your big teddy bear placing his fluffy little body between the two of you. You gave her a smile wiping your tears away. 
“That works?” Her eyes seeming so soft as she watched over you as you snuggled into the the teddy bears fur, clearly exhausted. When you nodded she finally settled down again. Your tired hand stretched out caressing Wandas cheek. 
“You don’t have to do that baby.” You smiled, and nodded in an attempt to assure her it was okay before drifting off to sleep. Knowing You’d feel much better in the morning.
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smalls-words · 2 years
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Lights, Camera, Action!
Summary: Breakdowns are no mother’s favourite thing, but with a child like you, your moms know just what to do.
Pairings: Ma!Natasha x Fem!Autistic!Reader, Mama!Wanda x Fem!Autistic!Reader, Wanda x Natasha (married), Uncle!Pietro x Niece!Reader.
Warnings: Meltdowns, unsolicited touch, men, brief talk of Natasha’s defection.
Requested: YES/no
Words: 2,329
A/N - I am not autistic, but I do have friends on Tumblr and off of Tumblr that are, and I have had to help them through meltdowns and breakdowns, so I put some of my own stuff in here! I also wanted to fit two requests into this one-shot, which are linked here and here. 
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credit to beautiful piece of art - jaylerdoodles
You were just a toddler when Natasha found you outside of Dreykov’s office. You couldn’t have been more than a year or two old, crying and crying and crying as you sat on the curb with your fluffy jacket. She looked at her driver, a SHIELD agent, and she darted out of the car to grab you. 
She sprinted back in and gave Clint the all-clear, watching the building go up in flames whilst she was driven away. She lightly rocked you in her arms and you soon calmed down, opening your bright and wondering eyes to instantly trap her in your love.
You grew within SHIELD, following your mother wherever she went with deadly accuracy and an irresistible charm, using the Red Room’s teachings for good, not evil. However, she quickly noticed how you would react to light, certain rooms with faint but constant noises and loud music. She had you tested by a SHIELD professional and they diagnosed you with autism and a sensory processing disorder - and even when you thought Natasha would leave you, she didn’t.
Eventually, time passed and you watched Natasha fall in love with a Sokovian woman named Wanda. She instantly took a liking to you and you to her, spending time with her to watch movies and distract her from the daunting events of Sokovia.
Of course, you also loved spending time with your Uncle Pietro, but you preferred your moms over everybody else. 
Right now, you were with him and waiting for Natasha and Wanda to return from a mission. He had sat you down next to him as you watched one of your favourite movies, the screen dimmed by FRIDAY whilst the music wasn’t too loud to set you off. Everything was perfect, until sirens started blaring above you. 
“Incoming medical requirements. Mrs Romanoff and Mrs Maximoff require medical attention.” 
You covered your ears and Pietro quickly sped to grab your noise-cancelling headphones, a gift from Tony for your 15th birthday a few weeks ago that he worked on tirelessly until they were completely cancelling. Instantly, your world fell into silence as you watched your moms stumble in, kneeling in front of you.
You looked at them with confusion before Natasha began to sign to you. ‘Are you okay?’ 
“ ‘M okay.” You murmured, noticing the doctors coming towards them.
Each of them had a variety of gashes across their body whilst their faces were covered in soot, a small cut to Wanda’s eyebrow that you instantly reached out to touch. Wanda held still and you pressed against it, but she didn’t wince.
‘Honey, has Pietro made you dinner?’ Natasha asked. 
You nodded and held still as Wanda’s magic seeped into your mind, connecting yours to theirs. *We’ll be back soon and then we can finish watching your movie.* Wanda smiled, kissing your forehead softly as she stood.
Natasha hesitated as she saw your eyes follow them, taking your hand and bringing you along as they sat in the infirmary. They each had a doctor working on their wounds, applying bandages whilst your moms held your hands. You liked having their hands in yours, the pads of their thumbs gentle across your skin. 
*Y/N, would you like to go and set up the movie?* Wanda questioned, noticing your mind was on it.
*No thank you.* You answered, waiting patiently with them.
Natasha and Wanda glanced at each other before the doctors discharged them, leading you back to the lounge room where you saw Tony, Steve and Pietro sitting on the couch. 
You watched as Wanda and Pietro conversed before the remote settled into your hands with a few red wisps around it. Natasha knelt in front of you and you eyed her hands as they raised to your ears, giving you a soft smile before she took your headphones off. 
“You’re okay.” She cooed, turning off your headphones as she sat down on the couch. 
Steve immediately sat on the couch chair as Wanda and Natasha took his spot, with Tony saying goodnight whilst Pietro sat on the other end of the couch. You pressed play on your movie and FRIDAY set your preferred settings once more. 
After a while, Wanda and Natasha noticed how you had fallen asleep, curled up into them. The two women who never thought they would feel love found it in each other, but most importantly, they found it in you. 
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A few days later, your moms had healed completely and Tony decided a celebration was in order for the successful mission. Natasha and Wanda gave him a long list of requirements because they wanted you there celebrating with them, so they would do everything in their power to make it happen.
“Music has to be no louder than a conversation, lights can’t be more than 50%, and nobody touches her but us, you and Pietro. Got it?” Natasha asked him.
“FRIDAY, make those adjustments.” He spoke out to the room, watching as everything was set up nicely. 
Wanda and Natasha made their way up to your room as guests started arriving, watching as you slipped your nice silk shirt over your head before clasping a necklace with a combined charm of your mothers’ symbols. 
“Are you ready, munchkin?” Natasha smiled at you and you nodded weakly, alerting her.
She walked over and sat next to you, with Wanda doing the same, and she took your hand in hers. She pressed her thumb into your palm and watched you slowly calm down.
“Y/N, you are our precious little girl. We have made sure that everything is perfect for you and Tony even made you something.” Wanda’s hand glowed before a box appeared in her hand.
She took one of the small chips and pressed them against the skin behind your ear, with Natasha doing the same on your other side. 
“These are nanite headphones that you can wear if things get too loud, and you just press them to make them come out. They’re mostly invisible but Wanda’s magic allows her to be able to see them.” Natasha explained.
You nodded and took a deep breath, taking Natasha’s hand fully as she led you out to the party. The volume was minimal and you kind of liked it, holding your mother’s hand as you went down the stairs. 
You sat by the bar as she worked, serving drinks for the guests and kissed Wanda whenever she came over whilst the Sokovian mother always checked in on you. She didn’t show it, but there was a shield around you whenever somebody got too close, pushing them away subtly. 
“Good evening, kiddo. Shouldn’t you be at home, doing some colouring or some shit?” A man asked you, putting his hand on your shoulder.
“Please don’t touch me.” You stated, sipping on your apple juice that Natasha had poured.
“Fair enough.” He backed off, sitting down next to you.
“Please go away.” 
“What? I can’t have a drink and a chat with a kid?” He scoffed.
You pressed lightly on your headphones and they melted over, silencing the room and him for a few moments before he put his hand back on your shoulder. You could read his lips, his argument of you ignoring him going nowhere, and you desperately felt the need to leave. 
Without blinking, you watched a red tendril snake around his arm to his hand, peeling each of his fingers off of you. You felt a familiar hand come to rest on the base of your back and the man was shoved off of his chair by a red force.
*Malen’kiy (little one), you may remove your headphones if you’d like. I’ve made him quiet.* Wanda reported in your mind and you did.
“Why are you touching my daughter when she has asked you not to do so?” She glared at the man.
“I just…” He trailed off, realising his voice was reduced to a whisper. 
“You were just…?” 
“Being an asshole.” Natasha stepped in front of you and shot a Widow Bite at him, making him spasm on the floor.
“Everybody listen up!” Wanda yelled, muffling the sound for your ears.
“If anyone touches Y/N Romanoff-Maximoff, you will face a fate much worse than death.” 
“You will face us.” Natasha growled, turning back to see your hands start to flap.
“Y/N, Y/N, honey, look at Mama.” Wanda cooed, bringing your eyes to hers.
“Deep breaths, pumpkin. In for four, out for four. You can do it, you’ve done it before, I believe in you.” 
You tried, you really did, but everything overwhelmed you. The music sounded like a cacophony in your ears, the lights blinded you and everyone’s voices tipped you over the edge.
“Mama.” You whined, looking up at them both. 
“Mama, Mama, Mama…” Your breathing turned into hyperventilating and before you knew it, everything stopped.
The bar turned into your room, the darkness helping your light sensitivity calm whilst the sound disappeared. You felt pressure surrounding you and you fell back into your mind, seeing red magic swirl around your body and holding you tightly.
“Easy, my little girl.” Natasha cooed, cupping your cheeks before she wrapped you in a tight hug.
You hugged her back, letting the tears fall as you clung to her suit. You heard the soft twinkling of your other mother’s magic before the pressure surrounding you increased, Wanda’s soft hands tickling the skin of your cheeks.
“We’ve got you, honey. We always will.” She assured you, feeling your mind calm further and further.
After about half an hour of constant pressure, you felt the change in your mind snap and you pushed against your moms, who instantly let go and let you move around the bed.
“I’m sorry for ruining the party. I’m sorry for disappointing you and I’m sorry for being a wreck.” You sniffled, only for them both to come into your vision and shush you.
“No, Y/N, you could never disappoint us. And you are not a wreck - you work differently to others. You are a brilliant artist and such a smart girl.” Wanda smiled tearily, hating the fact that you doubted yourself. 
“Remember when you painted Mama that really nice sunset?” Natasha grinned, distracting your mind even if for a moment.
“Yeah.” You murmured happily.
“It was so pretty… And it was the anniversary of Oma and Opa’s deaths.” 
Wanda nodded, her lips breaking into a toothy grin. “That’s right, fetita mea (my baby girl). Do you remember what you said?” 
“Oma and Opa were there that sunset.” You smiled, hugging Wanda tightly.
“Thank you, Mama. Thank you, Ma.” You muffled against her shirt, making her smile as she tickled her nails up and down your spine.
“Would you like to go to sleep, Y/N?” Natasha asked, tucking a few loose pieces of hair away from your beautiful face.
You nodded and let them tuck you in after changing out of your party clothes, holding tightly onto a stuffed pillow Tony designed to have their insignias on both sides. 
“It's okay. You did well. Rely on me, let me handle the rest for you.” Natasha cooed. 
You closed your eyes as you felt your moms kiss your forehead softly, the door about to close before you piped up.
“Love you, Mamas.” 
They grinned, opening the door briefly to see you smiling. “Goodnight, Y/N.” They blew you a kiss each before the door closed, leaving you in the comfortable darkness and quiet of your room. 
Wanda and Natasha only spoke as they got to the end of the hall, with FRIDAY’s confirmation of the airtight seal in your room. 
“What are you planning?” Wanda asked, taking her wife’s fist into both of her hands.
“I am going to kill him for touching our baby.” The Widow hissed, her Russian accent pulling out from underneath her mask.
Wanda shook her head. “No. No, you are not going to kill him because you are better than that, you are better than him. You are not a god, Natasha Romanoff. You are my wife, you are Y/N’s mother, and you are an Avenger. Yes, he is a scoundrel, but fate will guide him on his doomed path.”
She kissed the very ring she put on Natasha’s finger before she cupped her cheeks and they touched foreheads. “Who are you?” 
Natasha took a few deep breaths before pulling Wanda in by her waist, keeping their foreheads together. “Yours.” 
“Good. Now, let’s go and save some food for Y/N tomorrow. No seafood, and nothing too squishy.” Wanda kissed her softly.
Natasha grinned before Wanda sprinted down the hallway, enticing her wife to chase her but she heard a door creak open behind her. She turned around and saw you, yawning as you walked down to her with your favourite water bottle, empty. 
“Ma…?” You asked, holding it out to her.
“Of course I can refill your water bottle, baby.” She kissed your forehead and walked you to the bathroom, filling it for you before she took you back to bed and tucked you in once more.
“Stay.” You murmured, blindly reaching for her hand since your eyes were closed.
Her heart melted and she gripped your hand, which pulled her onto the bed. She moved up so that you could be close to her heart, gripping onto her shirt whilst you held your stuffed pillow. 
“Lyublyu tebya, Ma. (Love you, Ma.)” You whispered as you fell asleep.
“Ya lyublyu tebya bol'she, moya dragotsennaya malen'kaya devochka. (I love you more, my precious little girl.)” She cooed, kissing your temple softly.
She smirked as she felt a prod against her mind. *You are so lucky that she’s your reason for not helping me.* 
*I love you too, Wanda.* 
*I know you do.* 
Natasha chuckled and closed her eyes, relishing in the fact that not only had she found love, but in her eyes, she was no longer a monster.
How could she be when she had you?
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Imagine: The Scarlet Witch invades your city in search of her children, but you react differently to her. (Yandere!Wanda Maximoff/Yandere!Scarlet Witch x autistic!fem!reader)
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Summary: Everyone's made fun of you. Bullied you. Abused you. You don't really think like others. It's just how your brain was wired. By this point, you didn't think much good could come from it.
But that may just capture the heart of a powerful witch.
(CW: Mention of bullying/isolation, hypnosis)
Author’s Note: My laptop is really starting to break down, just like me mentally and emotionally. 
A loud set of screams interrupts your quiet time in your first-floor apartment, startling you.
Looking outside your window, you see people running away from something, including some of those who’ve bullied you for your autism. (which is a bit satisfying to see, you won’t lie)
“What’s going on?” you wonder aloud.
That’s what you see them, following the scared crowd; it’s a figure decked out in a dark red outfit.
“That’s what everyone’s afraid of?” You’re confused as fuck, so you decide to go outside to check out the scene. As you get closer, you can make out the figure more clearly; a woman with long hair that seems to be made of fire. Her hands are glowing with a scarlet aura. It’s....actually a bit relaxing to look at and you find yourself entranced by its smooth movements; it’s like it’s performing a ballet. Slowly you find yourself getting closer, staying fixated on the aura.
“Wow....” you gasp as you approach her hand.
“What are you doing?”
A voice nearby snaps you from your trance. You look up to see the woman with a hardened expression.
“Sorry,” you say sheepishly. “I was just fixated on that glow in your hand. It’s beautiful, and honestly kinda calming as well.”
The hardened expression softens a bit.
“....You’re not running from me,” she notes.
“Why would I be?” you ask. “You don’t scare me.”
Her expression turns back to stone and her head tilts.
“Is that a challenge?” An Eastern European accent appears in her voice.
“No,” you say matter-of-factly. “I just don’t feel afraid of you. You’re not causing any trouble, you’re just....here existing.”
The tilt retracts and her anger turns into a mixture of confusion and fascination.
“You’re a very odd girl,” she notes.
You shrug.
“Comes with the ‘tisms.”
“The what?”
“Oh, I’m autistic. My mind is.....well, it’s different from other people’s brains.”
“I see....”
“Yep,” you nod. “Kinda got bullied and isolated for it. A lot. Still do. I....basically have no friends.”
“Why would they bully you?”
You shrug.
“I guess they’re afraid of what they don’t understand, you know?”
At that moment, her expression softens almost completely.
“Yes.....” she says quietly. “I do know....”
In her mind, something switches. Here you are, a fellow misunderstood soul, with not even a single companion. Someone who’s not afraid of her, someone who didn’t immediately run when you saw her, but rather....you were fascinated by her. She can’t remember the last time she’s met someone who didn’t fear her or treat her like a criminal.
“You’re really pretty too, you know.” Your compliment both jolts her from her thoughts and solidifies her decision. There’s no way she’s leaving you here. Her heart is pounding furiously and she comes up with an idea.
“Would you like to see some more of my aura?” she asks.
You nod eagerly.
“Please? Those screams I heard earlier kinda stressed me out.”
She gives a smile and moves her hands to conjure more in front of your face. Her hand movements begin to fascinate you as well.
“Holy shit, that’s beautiful,” you whisper, your eyes widening in awe. “It’s like your fingers are dancing.”
You begin to find yourself hyperfixating on the magic and on her hands, just as she hoped you would. Soft whispers invade your mind, but you’re unable to make out what they’re saying, nor do you really care about what they’re saying. Slowly your eyes gloss over as the hands and magic play over and over again in your mind.
You almost fall down on the road, but the Scarlet Witch catches you and sweeps you up bridal style, holding you close and protectively.
“Sweet, sweet girl....my sweet, sweet girl,” she whispers as she flies away with you. 
“You’ll never be hurt or unloved ever again....”
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rebeltombraider · 6 months
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Sorry for the Wall of Text but hey! List of Future Fics in the works? :D 
Okay so... I've been working on SO MANY stories for a while now (plot bunnies drag me around from one to the next, through new stories, while I still work slowly on my current Ao3 fics), but decided to post a little here about everything (story wise) that's been going on with the fics being mainly worked on! 
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Plot Bunnies Currently Making Me Their Bitch: 
MCU - No Title yet, but is going to be an absolute TITAN of a story and series spanning from around 2007 pre-Iron Man 1 to Secret Invasion, with a lot of changes and a lot of additions (including Timeline event changes, Infinity War being an actual 3 to 4 month long war instead of 24hrs, PIETRO SURVIVES without Clint and the kid dying, Ultron is gonna be a far more badass boss fight with a moment of Avengers going "...Why do I hear boss music?", a handful of characters are going to be added to spice things up) and so much more! OC is gonna be Nat's kid via Red Room science (made in a lab) which will go over more in the fic (also other DNA is Yelena's, however there will be ZERO Nat x Yelena here. it will be Platonic "this is my child so i will cut a bitch if anyone hurts them" sort of parental situation. Yelena tends to be Aro/Ace in my fics being written, majority of the time, though there is an idea for an Ace!Yelena and Kate fic i have in mind, but that's for another story) - (OC -intersex afab- x Wanda Maximoff, and a lot of background pairings) - Inspired by "Smells Like Teen Spirit" version by Malia J, "Set It All Free" sang by Scarlett Johansson, and "Can't Help Falling in Love" version by Haley Reinhart 
MCU - No Title Yet, a possible series of oneshots jumping around of Venom!NonBinary!Reader, Yelena Belova, and Kate Bishop platonic besties spreading some chaos and even possibly accidentally helping couples get together - (Background Wanda x Natasha, Pietro x Steve, Sam x Bucky, Tony x Pepper, Carol x Maria Rambeau, Peter Parker x MJ, Maria Hill x Sif, Thor x Jane) - Inspired by "Oath" by Cher Lloyd ft Becky G, "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga, and "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk 
MCU - Waking Wanda - a Dark started story intro that leads to OC being reborn as Wanda Maximoff (though doesn't get flashes of memories until a young child of around 5ish and it's only enough to sort of let me give a reason for character changes Wanda will have, also no "MCU knowledge"). Story will toe the line with Dark status every so often (Wanda has very little problem being an Antihero right off the bat when around Teenage and that carries on as she ages, and has no problem literally killing to protect, more so when it comes to protecting Pietro). Sort of a test story for Darker writings, but ultimately will have a happy ending because i'm a sucker for happy endings. Technically the OC is just a placebo spark for me to change Wanda up a little for a story idea, and the OC stuff itself means very little beyond those "sparks" to induce change which will butterfly effect over time. (Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, with background Pietro x Sam, Steve x Bucky, etc, etc) - Story was inspired by "Vicious" by Halestorm, and "Sweet but Psycho" by Ava Max 
MCU - No Title Yet, and a smaller fic (and closer to the MCU timeline of stuff, though still plenty of changes and yes, Pietro lives along with Clint and the kid here, too). Will also toe the line with Darker stuff like Waking Wanda will (i'm very fond of writing antiheroes lately...), and OC will have Animal Shapeshifting powers. OC is also a brother to Wanda and Pietro via triplets instead of twins. - (TransMale!OC x Natasha Romanoff, with background Wanda x Darcy and Pietro x Monica) - Story was inspired by "Insane" by Black Gryph0n and Baasik, and "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch 
MCU - No Title Yet, this story will be a fic that doesn't heavily dip into fighting battles at first like the other stories, and instead will be set where Reader will end up in the MCU and steps in where possible (healing ability and also has wings, though you can hide them into a scar on your back) to try to encourage change to bring a bit less pain and suffering to our Avengers. Wanda and Natasha end up dating Reader (triad poly) during Civil War era (bigger changes here, and yes, Reader saves Pietro, there is deff a pattern here for me, i think) after Reader sort of gets pulled in via sticking around after Lagos to heal any wounded (Wanda yeets Rumlow a little more viciously so it clears it just enough to only cause a little bit of roof damage) - Wanda x Natasha x Female Reader - Inspired by "If Today Was Your Last Day" by Nickelback, and "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw 
MCU - No Title Yet, possibly a small series of oneshots about Wanda and Reader being a Soft!Couple, but also has Wanda and Vision being besties, and Reader and Natasha being besties. Literally just a "feel good" series - Wanda x Female Reader (Reader and Nat being Platonic besties, while Wanda and Vision being Platonic besties) - Inspired by "You and Me" by Plain White T's, and "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves
MCU - No Title Yet, set after Endgame. Natasha comes back via Steve's stone exchange, but she's not really healed from it. Scars, recovering from broken bones, and honestly feels lost. While Clint is dealing with Kate stuff (Yelena goes to help him at Natasha's request, and because she's become fond of him like an older brother as well), Natasha meets Southern!Reader who is a friend of Laura's, visiting from Texas (was also a Marine). Reader and Natasha are a bit awkward at first (Natasha because she's still recovering and unsteady from retiring, thus not really sure what she wants to do now, and Reader due to just being a shy awkward person who still doesn't really understand how people "people"). The two end up helping each other. Natasha helping Reader with moments of night terrors spawned from PTSD of war/battles against other humans and other skirmishes with Thanos' army during the blip era. Reader helps Natasha stop pushing herself so hard during her recovery (physical and mental), and start to stop and just breathe, along with the fear of a truly unknown future. - Natasha x Autistic!Female Reader - Inspired by "Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of" sang by Scarlet Johansson, "Rise Up" by Andra Day, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling ft Lzzy Hale, and "All I Know So Far" by P!nk 
MCU - No Title Yet. IM SO WEAK for Vera Farminga that it's unreal (dare i say Wanda Maximoff levels)?! That held my existence hostage and spawned this one here, of Eleanor Bishop x Reader. Reader is gonna be Wanda and Pietro's slightly older sibling (Marvel can pry Pietro's survival from my cold, dead hands) and has powers much like Magneto of the X-Men movies, but also cannot be harmed by metal objects, and has a resistance (read: resistance, not immunity) to more extreme cold and hot temperatures, as well as the abilities extending to Vibranium.
Conjuring Universe - No Title Yet. read above about weakness, RIP. Anyway, Reader will be Ed's sister who portrays a masculine build/clothing (and yes, binder! inc history research of binders and what was common and uncommon in that time era). Will happen around the main 3 Conjuring movies, as well as dabbling in The Nun 2 post credits scene (and extended), and the Curse of La Llorona getting a lil bit of a rewrite. 
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marvelsimp · 1 year
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The New Kid: The Future
Ch. 9
The New Kid Masterlist
My Masterlist
Genre: Fluff, Angst, Fix-it, Self-Insert, Pairing: Peter & Lesbian!reader, Avengers & Reader, Wanda x Reader, background Steve x Bucky, Shuri x reader if you squint Warnings: swearing, talk of dead loved ones, Description: Some Wakandans come for a visit. Reader’s Powers: Healer, telepath, and empath. Word Count: 1473
“Shit. Shit. Shit,” mumbled the billionaire. You jumped out of your seat because usually that meant that his hand was about to be cut off. “What?” He raised his head and stared at me with wide eyes, “I fucking forgot!” You paused, “Forgot what?” “That king is coming tomorrow !” He stared at me with dread. After pulling himself off of his metaphorical ledge he quickly came to a stopping point, yelled instructions at FRIDAY, and frantically ran to the stairs. “Y/n, clean up and get out!” he yelled while trying not to trip and fall.
“Good luck!” you yelled. Since Thanos came Wakanda and the Avengers have been working together to maintain global peace. From your knowledge Tony’s only physical interaction with any of them was when Wakanda’s King T’Chaka was killed and their then prince joined his side to stop half of the other Avengers…. so you assumed that Tony was feeling pretty intimidated. And that’s from the guy who turned a weapons company to one the produces clean energy that has made the threat of Climate Change almost dissipate. But you of course know that Pepper did all of the heavy lifting while Tony created an AI who almost destroyed the world. Okay…. now that you think about it he probably has a good reason to be scared that he’s gonna fuck this up.
“I’ve heard she’s nice,” Peter poked while you both got dressed. “…and incredibly smart, I'm sure smarter than your dumbass” you teased. He groaned and rolled his neck. “Come on, you know what I mean,” his eyebrows wiggled. You finished tucking in your blouse only sighing in response. He stared at you, wiggling his eyebrows a little harder. Hoping for a reaction. “You’re an ass,” you stared back, “And I’m not even out to anyone here anyways.” “Why do you think I got you that flag?” his voice went up at the end, slightly cracking. “Fuck off,” you retorted grining from ear to ear. He flipped you off and then tripped over some shoes on the floor. “For someone who has the Peter Tingle,” you reached your hand out to help him up, “you sure are clumsy.” “It doesn’t work on shoes,” he said, accepting your hand. “Excuse me,” the AI voice rang overhead. You both jumped with Peter screaming, “OH GOD.” “Yes?” you giggled. “The Wakandans are soon to arrive. Mr. Stark said and I quote ‘If you don’t get your asses up here in the next 5 minutes you're not allowed to work in the lab for a month.’ So I would recommend that you head up soon.” “Thanks,” you said to the voice. You turned to Peter and grinned, “I’ll race you to the elevator.”
“Calm down,” the brunette whispered, nudging you. Excitement. “I am calm.” “I can literally feel the anxiety radiating off of you… wait is that a part of your powers?” You paused, staring at him, “I. Dont. Think. So?” “Hmph. Fair enough. I didn’t find out about…” “The Peter Tingle,” you teased, interrupting. “Until forever later,” he said in monotone, not impressed. “Hey,” said a voice behind you, Wanda, you'd know her anywhere. You felt her lightly touch your elbow, grabbing your attention away from your slightly grumpy best friend. You smiled, “Hi.” Her cheeks lit up, “Are you excited to meet them? They’re nice, and Shuri’s intelligence compares to yours so I think you will like her.” You followed her every word, nodding in response. Panic. “I haven’t seen them since…um…” She paused, that was a common occurrence, she’d either be making sure you were paying attention or collecting her thoughts. This was different, quiet. Almost like she was afraid to say it. Oh. Thanos. “Him,” you completed. She nodded, it's only been a year and a half since then so most wounds aren’t fully healed. Lives were lost… Loves were lost. You pushed the topic away, that was something you could think about at another time, the Avenger’s main priority for the day was to get the Wakandans’ settled before tomorrow night’s party. You’d be able to meet more of the Avengers. The next thing you know, a ship lands in the loading dock. It's very futuristic, even for Avengers standards. It’s definitely the coolest thing you’ve seen in person. When it landed, it opened, it sort of made you think of the cave in Aladdin. It was very dramatic. First, three women stepped out, warriors. You know that Wakanda has an elite force of female warriors, which is badass. You can’t remember their name. Then, the king steps out, King T’Challa. He’s calm, happy. He and his companions walk up to Tony and Steve. He first fakes a formal greeting then gives them both hugs, like old friends. Which you are pretty sure they are at this point. God, the warriors are honestly terrifying, and they radiate it too. Some seem slightly bored but most of them are on high alert and you are confident that they can defeat any threat that may appear. “Slow down brother,” a voice yelled from the ship. A skinny, dark skinned woman appeared from the ship's entrance. “I had not even noticed that we had arrived and you are already greeting everyone!” One of the warriors stared at her, she radiated a different type of authority from the others, a stronger type. “I told you that we were about to land five minutes ago,” she spoke in a hushed tone, still trying to be formal, although both the King and the woman who you are now assuming is Princess Shuri. “Well, excuse me but I was doing something important, Okoye!” stated the Princess who was obviously teasing. “I would not call ‘Tiktok’ important.” “I’m doing research on American culture, Peter told me it was the best way to know what people my age do here.” Shuri was walking in your and Peter’s direction now, not caring to actually look your way though. Anxiety. Peter started to say something but decided not to. The girl was now three feet infront of the boy. She stopped for a moment, finishing typing something. “I thought that you didn’t know her,” you whispered. “We text,” the boy shrugged. Oh, they're called the Dora Milaje! The woman finally put her phone away and looked up at Peter. Grins slowly grew on their faces. Joy. “Now, Doctor Spider, what are your latest accomplishments?” Shuri said in a posh british accent, trying her best not to laugh. “Well, I have worked on many projects since we last met, possibly I could show you?” he replied, sounding like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins. The two linked elbows and started to turn to leave. “Don’t burn down the lab!” Tony instructed in a fatherly tone. Doctor Spider paused for a moment, nodded his head and linked his other elbow into yours. You in return linked yours with Wanda’s.
“Peter, this is brilliant!” The Princess exclaimed. “But it could still use some improvements. If I gave you some vibranium for these connections, your whole suit would run that much smoother. I mean.. it would run better if we only used vibranium but that’s not going to happen. I believe there is some available vibranium in my lab–we can do it now or later.” Peter nodded, maybe a little too excitedly and started collecting his suit to take it to the other lab. “Sorry, Wanda, with all of this science talk. It looks like it’s all going over your head.” Shuri grimiced. “No, no, I’ve actually started to enjoy it.” She looked at you for a split second and you could swear your heart stopped beating. “I don’t always understand it but it almost sounds like a spell so it's familiar. Vis used to ramble on about these things to me not much unlike Y/n does.” “I’m glad I don’t bore you when I bring you up here,” you smirked. “So, Y/n,” Shuri started. “What are you doing here? I know you’re Peter’s friend and your intelligence almost rivals mine. But you,” she waved her hand in the general direction of the three of you, “tend to have tragic backstories. Most are orphans” Shaw gave an awkward glance towards Peter and Wanda. “Are you an orphan too?” She glared. “I’m joking!” In a split second her demeanor changed. “That was way too personal wasn’t it” She whispered, looking at Peter. He nodded. “Excuse me,” F.R.I.D.A.Y interrupted. Causing you to jump. “Miss Maximoff, Agent Romanoff has requested your presence in the conference room immediately.” “I’ll head that way,” Wanda responded. “I have to go. I will… see you later.” She squeezed your hand and left. “Can we go to your lab?” Peter almost squealed out with excitement, his suit now in his hands.
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Note: Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone! I'm not dead! I finally finished this chapter while avoiding family. I hope yall like it. It's a pretty chill chapter, much like the weather lol
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kaylinlmao · 1 year
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The Black Phone Masterlist
Fluff - 💜 Angst - 💔 Yandere - °
Fight PT 1°
Fight PT 2°
Fight PT 3°
Fight PT 4°
Fight PT 5°
Fight PT 6°
Fight PT 7°
Fight PT 8°
Fight PT 9°
How the TBP boys would react to knowing they were responsible for your death°💔
Yandere!Bruce Headcannons°
Yandere!Bruce x Clingy/Affectionate Reader x Yandere!Vance°
Yandere!Finney x Reader x Yandere!Robin Headcannons°
Yandere!Robin x Reader x Yandere!Finney PT 2°
How the TBP boys would react to you rejecting them°
How the TBP boys would hold your hand 💜
How the TBP boys would react to someone sexually harassing you°
Yandere!Vance x Reader°
Dancing in the rain with Bruce Yamada 💜
How the TBP boys would celebrate your birthday with you 💜
Finney x Robin x Reader who is getting bullied by some girls who like Finney and Robin°
TBP boys x Wednesday!Reader
TBP boys x Birthday Girl!Reader°
TBP boys x Autistic!Reader°
How the TBP boys would react to meeting your homophobic parents°
TBP Boys + Gwen x Adoptive Parent Reader°
TBP boys x sweethearted but uninterested Reader°
Yandere!Finney Headcannons°
TBP boys x Reader Imagine°
TBP boys x Reader who loves PDA°
TBP boys x Reader Imagine° (One of my faves)
TBP boys x Reader who used to be their friend but became a bitchy cheerleader°
TBP boys x Reader who struggles with social anxiety and depression°
TBP boys x Reader with a dark past and trauma°
TBP + Gwen x Adoptive Mother Reader who has Wanda Maximoff's powers°
TBP boys x Reader who sees their psychotic tendencies as a game°
Finney x Reader 💔
Finney x Reader PT 2 💔
TBP boys x Oblivious!Reader°
TBP boys x Reader with the powers of the Scarlet Witch°
TBP boys x Band Kid/Singer!Reader°
TBP boys x Baker/Artist!Reader💜
How the TBP boys would react to finding out someone that has a crush on them is bullying you°
TBP boys x Reader who is way better at fighting than them°
Finney x Reader who practices witchcraft and can fake a British accent really well 💜
TBP boys x Reader who is creeped out by them°
TBP boys x Reader who has a preference for yandere°
TBP boys x Reader who is only in love with Robin°
TBP boys x Clingy!Reader°
Vance x Enby!Punk!Reader 💜
How the TBP boys would react to them breaking you°
TBP boys x Reader who is really good at parkour°
TBP boys x Reader who is really good at parkour PT 2°
Vance x Reader 💜💔
Robin x Reader 💔💜
TBP boys x Reader with healing powers°
TBP boys x Reader with healing powers PT 2°
Brance on a picnic date💜
Bruce who wants to hang with your cat more than you💜
How the TBP boys would manipulate you°
TBP boys x Universe!Traveling!Reader°
TBP boys fluff headcannons💜
TBP boys x Reader who is on her period💜
Robin x Reader: Childhood Friends to Lovers💜
TBP boys x Sarcastic!Telekinetic!Reader°
Robin x Reader x Finney: Childhood Friends to Lovers💜
Vance Fluff Headcannons💜
Yandere!Robin Headcannons°
Reader escapes but meets them 5 years later°
PT 2 PT 3 of the 5 years later
Version 2 to the one above°
TBP boys x Wanda Maximoff Powers!Reader who lashes out at them°
PT 2 to the one above°
Finney x Reader💔💜
Robin x Gender Neutral Reader💜
TBP boys x Demigod!Reader°
PT 2°
Yandere!Vance Headcannons°
TBP boys x Reader Headcannons°
PT 2 to the one above°
PT 3 to the one above°
Yandere!Vance x Reader x Yandere!Bruce Headcannons°
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eulalielatibule · 19 days
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What other character(s) do we want to see x autistic!reader? I usually like to do Jake or Andy but there are so many good choices.
If you have any more ideas tell me down below 👇🏼
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natashaslesbian · 1 year
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Welcome To My Blog
I’m Astara / I’m 21 years old / She/Her / Lesbian / I write Marvel fics / I am neurodivergent and struggle with dyslexia.
See my masterlist and request info bellow<3
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MASTERLIST
Mommy’s got you now (Little/Kid Reader x Mama Natasha)
Fireworks (Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader)
Tiny Dancer (Daughter Reader x Mama Natasha)
Hoodie (Little/Kid Reader x Mama Natasha , Little/Kid Reader x Clint Barton)
Babble (Daughter Reader x Mama Natasha)
The Ice Cream Is Too Hot (Autistic!Reader x Natasha Romanoff)
We Saved Each Other (Natasha Romanoff x Kid!Reader
Autumn Air (Natasha Romanoff x Autistic!Reader)
7 Laps Round The Sun (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!Reader)
Sleepy Bear (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)
I’m Not Pinocchio (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)
Christmas Lies (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!reader)
Best Friend Crush (Kate Bishop x Reader)
Little Devil (Kate x Yelena x Daughter!Reader)
Anchor (Ex!Hydra!Reader x Natasha Romanoff)
Three In The Bed… (Wandanat x Teen!Reader)
Baby Bear (Nat x Sick!Reader)
Mama Bear Mode (Nat x Teen!Reader)
We Can Try (WandaNat x Teen!Reader)
Missing In Action (WandaNat x Autistic!Reader)
Press (Nat x Daughter!Reader)
Math Test (Mom!Scarlett x Daughter!Reader)
First Moments (WandaNat x Daughter!Reader)
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Who I write for-
Natasha Romanoff / Scarlett Johansson / Elizabeth Olsen / Clint Barton / Yelena Belova / Wanda Maximoff / Steve Rogers / Kate Bishop / Tony Stark / Pepper Potts / Morgan Stark / YN x characters listed /
What I write-
Female reader only / fluff / angst / hurt / comfort / mentions of smut / little/kid reader(non sexual) /mental health / Neurodivergent reader /
What I don’t write-
Male reader / detailed smut / homophobia / pedophiloa / darkfics
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If I haven’t mentioned anything you had in mind feel free to request it! If I find anything uncomfortable I’ll inbox you privately🤍
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My requests/asks are ALWAYS open, you can also PM me about anything! This is a safe place for EVERYONE!
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yelenasdiary · 1 year
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🎄Christmas Advent Calendar 2022🎄
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❄️ Welcome to my Fan Fic Advent Calendar!! ❄️
Here you'll find all my short & fluffy works over Christmas! Each day will be marked with '☃️' emoji for all fics that belong on this master list!
Requests for this are: OPEN
Please note that sending a request doesn't guarantee it'll be written, I'll do my best to fulfil them though.
✨ = Fluff | 💥 = Light Angst | 🧸 = Domestic Family Life | 🥰 = Platonic |
Characters -
Baby, It's Cold Outside - Kate Bishop x Reader | ✨
Christmas Love - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨ | 💥
Made With Love - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨
Ice Skating - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | ✨
Something New - Yelena Belova x Reader | ✨
Romanoff's List - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | ✨
Christmas Widow - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | ✨
Santa - Yelena Belova x Reader | ✨
Love This Christmas - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | 🧸 | ✨
Happy Hanukkah - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨
Home This Christmas - Yelena Belova x Reader | ✨
Yappy howl-idays - Kate Bishop x Reader | ✨
Festive Calendar - Natasha Romanoff x Autistic! Reader | ✨
CEO of Christmas - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | 💥
Christmas Joy - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨ | 💥 | 🧸
Celebrities -
Little Elf - Florence Pugh x Reader | 🧸| ✨
Gingerbread Wars - Elizabeth Olsen x Reader | ✨
Cookie Special - Florence Pugh x Reader | ✨
Late Minute Surprise - Scarlett Johansson x Reader| ✨
Secret Santa - Elizabeth Olsen x Reader | ✨
Christmas Dream - Scarlett Johansson x Reader | ✨
My Love - Scarlett Johansson x Reader | ✨ | 💥
Let It Snow - Scarlett Johansson x Reader | ✨
First Christmas - Florence Pugh x Reader | 🧸| ✨
Others -
Because I am already 4 days late on this, I will be posting double just to catch up!! I can't wait to share the Christmas joy with you all!!
Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays!
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y/n: i just want to be held sometimes
team tries to hug them*
y/n: dont fucking touch me
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masterlistmaker · 1 year
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Special Agent Lokitty - Wanda Maximoff x all reader Works
x reader
Trick or Treat
Lost you
Mother
Always be there
I promise you
Embarrassing stories
Back
Dance with a monster?
They knew
One Sunrise at a time
Necromany
The plan (autistic!reader)
one thing I haven't told you
family (male!reader)
x daughter!reader
Back home
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Yandere Mom!Wanda trying to kidnap Reader from another universe, because she misses her baby pleaseeee
I love that!
Baby Mine (Yandere Mom!Wanda Maximoff x Reader) (Potential MoM spoilers ahead! Read at your own discretion!)
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Summary: Wanda had long accepted that she wouldn't be able to get her children back, yet she refused to accept having no one to love.
You had long accepted that you would always be the outcast of your family, yet you refused to accept that there was no hope.
What happens when she spies you whilst viewing other universes?
(CW: Potential ableism, (I'd like to make it autistic and non-autistic inclusive if I can. It could be read as the reader being autistic, having severe trauma, or both because quite a few trauma symptoms overlap with some autism symptoms) self-harm, abuse, yelling, angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of death, MoM spoilers, (sorry, I forgot to put this as a content warning, please don’t hate me am fragile nugget)
Author's Note: Someone wrote a reply to my "Wanda's your next door neighbor" imagine that they "totally haven't reread it a concerning amount of times." And it makes me realize just how many of us use fanfics to fill the voids in our lives....(fuck, now I'm tearing up) So while yandere fics aren't usually supposed to be a good thing, I think taking the reader from an abusive family to give them the love they deserve may be the exception.
I'm also bringing in another character or two.
“Baby mine, don't you cry Baby mine, dry your eyes Rest your head close to my heart Never to part, baby of mine.”
Wanda wakes up in her little cabin, alone as always. Her face is stained with tear tracks. Billy and Tommy had appeared in her dreams again, and while she missed them terribly, she'd given up her search.
"Know that they'll be loved..."
She knows.....yet it doesn't fill the hole in her heart.
After spending some more time in bed, she gets up and gets dressed before making herself some tea with her breakfast. Everyday just seems to drag on now that she's resigned herself to this fate. And yet, there's still this little spark of hope that she may find something or someone to love, someone that she won't lose.
With that little spark of hope, she goes about her day until she decides to use some magic to view other universes. It's not necessarily dream-walking, it's more like just being an observer without leaving the universe you're in.
For some time, she comes up empty-handed. But suddenly, she spies....someone.
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"Ah!"
You cry out as your mother confronts you with your report card.
"What is this?" she snaps, practically punching it with her finger.
You look to see that B+ in Science, sticking out of the sea of As like a sore thumb.
"It's....it's a B+," you say.
"Yeah, a B+."
"It's.....it's still passing...." you defend weakly.
"It's barely passing!" she snaps. "You're not applying yourself. You need to stop being so lazy and actually try for once in your life!"
"But....but I--"
"SHUT UP!"
You wince as her voice punches your ear drums.
"I didn't raise you to be a lazy brat! Are you even studying?"
"I-I am....but I still don't understand--"
"I don't want to hear your excuses."
She huffs.
"I give you a roof over your head, clothes to wear, food to eat, and all I ask is for you to do well in school and help out around the house. I don't think that's too much to ask, but how do you repay me? By sitting on your ass all day doing fuck-all! Do you know how hard I work to raise you all by myself?! And where were you?! You didn't come home on the normal bus!"
"I-I was staying back to get help for Science," you reply meekly.
"Liar!" Your mother snaps. "You were out with some punks, weren't you?"
"No! I wasn't, I promise."
"Likely story."
Suddenly your mother pinches down on your ear and yanks you up to your room.
"Ungrateful, useless brat! Stop that whimpering or else I'll give you something to cry about."
She drags you to your bedroom and pushes you inside to the ground before throwing your backpack at you as well, hitting you in the back. The textbook corner in your backpack hammers on your spine and you wince.
"Stay in here and study, you stupid bitch."
She loudly slams the door shut before you hear a click. She's locked you in. After a few minutes, you sit up weakly and sit on your floor. The tears fall silently as you bite down on your arm.
"Every day...." you squeak as you rock on the floor. "Every day I hope for someone to take me away from this hell hole....I don't know how much longer I can take this....someone....please help me...."
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Wanda's heart breaks and the tears fall down her face at the sight of you. A poor, sweet child who wants to love and be loved only for that wretched woman to degrade and abuse you. She doesn't deserve you. In that moment, Wanda's mind is made up. But unfortunately you're in another universe.
She'll need to call in some back-up. And she knows just who to summon.
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America Chavez has her eyes on a fellow sorceress in Kamar Taj, distracting her from her studies. Her heart flutters at the girl's smile, her stomach fills with butterflies at the song that is her laugh. And this is the first time she's actually felt a bit shy, something completely new to her. She's never been shy.
But today's the day she's gonna talk to her.
"Okay, America," she whispers to herself. "You can do this. Just go up to her and start a conversation. It's not that complicated."
She takes a deep breath before approaching her.
"Um, hey," she says, trying her damnedest to push down her nerves. "I....I've seen you in lessons before and, uh, I'm-I'm America Chavez."
The girl smiles at America.
"Oh yeah, I've seen you too. I'm Titania Phillips, like the fairy queen in A Midsummer Night's Dream."
The two of them just stand there for a bit in silence.
"Say something, America!" her mind snaps at her. "You can do this."
"So, uh," she begins. "Do you like.....stuff?"
Titania giggles.
"Yes, I do in fact like stuff. What sort of stuff are you referring to?"
"Girls?"
It just....bursts out of America's mouth, causing her cheeks to turn scarlet.
"Oh, you're lesbian too?" Titania asks. "I thought it was just me."
"Score!" America squeals internally as she nods. "Okay, now just ask her if she wants to eat lunch or something."
"Umm...." Titania says. "You can stop nodding."
America realizes that she's become a human bobble head and grasps the sides of her head to stop herself.
"Sorry," she chuckles. "So, um, you maybe wanna get lunch or some--?"
Her words are cut off by a grip on her mind. A few seconds later, she finds herself in an unfamiliar house. Something closes behind her and she turns around just in time to see a star-shaped portal close completely.
"Seriously?!" she exclaims.
"America."
A voice hits her ears, one she hasn't heard in a while. She turns to see the last person she'd expect to see.
"W-Wanda?!" she exclaims. "I-I thought you---."
The Scarlet Witch chuckles bitterly.
"You really think it’d happen so easily?"
America blinks a bit.
"What even happened?" she asks. "I was trying to talk to a girl in Kamar Taj."
"And how was that going for you?" Wanda asks, almost knowingly.
"....I was dorky as hell," the teen lesbian mumbles under her breath, glancing down at the floor.
Hearing this Wanda giggles.
"Don’t worry, you’ll get more confident around her. Maybe she'll even be your first kiss."
"Okay, pushing my love life aside, how and why did you bring me here?"
"I had to take control of you for a moment, make you summon a portal to me."
"You...you're not gonna....are you?" America begins to panic.
"No, I'm not," Wanda assures her. "I brought you here in desperate need of your assistance."
"With....what?"
Wanda takes a deep breath.
"Follow me."
She takes America to her universe-viewing room and conjures up what she saw earlier.
"I found a child."
"I thought you gave up on finding the twins."
"I have," she confirms. "But this one's different. Take a look."
She replays the footage and America feels her heart break.
"Holy shit...." she gasps. "What kind of monster treats a kid like that?!"
"Apparently that child's mother. They're in another universe, though. That's where you come in. I need you to make a portal to their universe."
"You're taking them from their family?!"
Wanda nods.
"It's for the best. No child deserves that sort of barbaric and cruel treatment."
Hearing this, the teen is torn. On one hand, she saw how you were being treated, but on the other hand, that's your family. And yet she heard you say how it's an every day occurrence. She can only imagine how little you have to hang onto.
With this thought in mind, she nods.
"Okay, I'll help you. When should we go get them?"
"When it's nighttime in their universe," Wanda answers. "I'll need for you to just wait around a few hours."
"But...Titania..." she whimpers.
"You can talk to her all you like when this is over. Now would you like me to make you some tea?"
"Um....I'm good, thanks." America shivers at the memory.
"I'm really gonna need therapy for that."
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It's now 12 am in your universe and your eyes are stinging from all of the studying, but you're so scared that your mother is gonna burst into the room and yell at you some more. And yet....you feel like that's what you deserve.
You hear your stomach grumble and feel the immense ache. You didn't get dinner that evening. How could you when your momster locked you in your own bedroom?
"What's the point?" you sigh as you throw down your textbook, not realizing how loud it is. "I'm never gonna be good enough....I should just sleep on it."
You put on some worn and scratchy PJs and get ready to tuck yourself in your uncomfortable bed when you hear the click of the lock. You begin to panic as the door slams open loudly.
"What are you doing?!" Your mother snaps. "I didn't tell you you could stop studying."
"I need sleep," you tell her.
"Don't you dare talk back to me!"
"But--"
"I said don't talk back!"
You put your hands over your ears and begin rocking, scrunching your eyes shut. Not a moment later, your hands are yanked away from your ears and pinned down.
"Don't you dare ignore me! Look me in the eyes when I'm talking to you, you worthless mistake!"
Pinning down both hands with one, she raises her free hand, ready to smack you. You can't take this anymore and at that moment, you scream out in agony.
"SOMEBODY SAVE ME PLEASE!"
All of a sudden, your mom lets go of your hand and you hear her cry out before a loud bang reaches your ears. You open your eyes to see your mom on the floor with her back against the wall.
"Get your hands off of that child." A voice you don't recognize, one with an accent, growls at her.
Your mother is too stunned to speak. You look over to see a woman with red hair in a red and black outfit. Next to her is a girl with black hair wearing a denim jacket. The red-haired woman nods to the girl and the girl approaches you while the red-haired woman goes over to your mom.
"C'mon," she tells you. "We're here to get you out of here."
You're extremely hesitant, but the girl insists.
"We're not gonna hurt you, we promise."
All of a sudden, you hear your mother scream in fear. Looking over, you only just see her eyes glow red before she curls up in the fetal position in fear. The red-haired woman approaches you.
"It’s going to be alright, sweetie," she tells you. "We promise we won't hurt you."
You're still very hesitant and the red-haired woman sighs, as if she knew this was how you would react, but it's not in an impatient way. All of a sudden, a red wisp seems to emerge from her hand and enters through your ear. You see a brief flash of red before you fall asleep.
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The first thing you notice when you come to is softness. Softness all around you.
Opening your eyes, you find yourself somewhere unfamiliar and you get a bit anxious.
"Hey, it's okay, sweetie."
You hear a gentle voice near you. Looking up, you see the red-haired woman sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. She’s now in casual clothes. You panic a bit.
"Please...don't hurt me..." you whimper.
"I would never hurt you," she assures you. "Never."
She reaches out her hand to you and you flinch.
“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to,” she says to you softly.
“Are....are you gonna hit me?” you stammer.
“Never,” she tells you. “I promise I will never hit you.”
You’re silent for a bit, tentatively taking ahold of her hand after several minutes. She gently rubs the back of yours with her thumb.
“Where....where am I?” you ask.
“You’re in my house,” she tells you.
“How did I get here?”
“It’s a long story.”
“And why am I here?”
You hear her sigh again. 
“I-I’m sorry,” you whimper.
“You have nothing to apologize for, sweetie,” she assures you. “It’s just, it’s difficult to explain without startling you. The important thing is that I brought you here because I heard your pleas to be taken away from that place. No child should ever be treated like that. You deserve love and kindness.”
“N-no I don’t.”
“....I know it’s difficult to believe considering how long the abuse has been happening for, but I promise it’s true. You deserve to be loved, and that’s why you’re here. I want to be your mother.”
You hear this and you’re in disbelief.
“H-huh? Is...is this a dream?” you ask.
She smiles softly.
“No, it’s not a dream. It’s very real, sweetie. I truly want to be your mother. I want to love you and take care of you.”
Your eyes begin to water.
“I....I don’t have to go back there, right?”
She shakes her head.
“No, never. This is your home now, you’ll always be loved here.”
You let a small squeak escape your throat and your lip quivers before you weep. You lean forward and hug your new mother.
“Thank you....” you cry, feeling a wave of relief. “Thank you....mom...”
It feels odd, and yet comforting, to say that.
She hugs you in return and rubs your back gently.
“It’s okay, sweetie. Just let it out. It’s okay to cry,” she assures you. “I’m here. Mommy’s here.”
Her love for you grows the longer you two hug. It’s been so long since she’s had someone to care for, and now she has you. You’ve given her a reason to keep going, just by being with her. You truly are a sweet child, now her sweet child; so loving and kind and hopeful.
And Wanda wants nothing more than for you to stay that way.
See....what you don’t know is that you aren’t the only person/thing Wanda had America help retrieve. Unbeknownst to her, Wanda had her retrieve an extremely-powerful elixir; a single dose stops aging, assures complete immortality, and fully protects from all deadly diseases and injuries. She injected a dose into you while you were asleep before injecting herself with a dose. 
Not only that, but she’s also placed a barrier around the island. Just enough for you to explore, but not stray so far from her. On top of that, she’s placed an enchantment on America and made sure to disguise it, in case Strange and Wong notice something’s up; it’s to summon her back in case she needs something for you. She’s not going to take her powers, no, but she still wants to make sure that she has what she needs to take care of you.
Yes, you; her precious child.
She won’t let anything or anyone hurt you.
All you’ll know is love from now on.
And no one will ever take you away from her.
She’s made certain of that....
“From your head to your toes (Baby mine) You're so sweet, goodness knows (Baby mine) You are so precious to me Cute as can be Baby of mine Baby mine Baby mine.”
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Can you do Wanda Maximoff x autistic female reader who is Hermione's twin sister and met Wanda at a muggle café she frequented with Hermione and their parents?
Maybe she can sense the magic off of both of them though? Reader is in Hufflepuff and sometimes she and Hermione prank the others? I was thinking they all met Wanda when the two of them came back from their 4th year at Hogwarts and they're pen pals. It's the beginning of their 5th year and reader is having a miserable time because of Umbridge. On holiday she goes to America to see Wanda and accidentally scares the shit out of Natasha by appearing in the living room of the common area's fireplace (I know they have a fireplace in there. I can't be convinced otherwise) and Natasha points a gun at them but Wanda is all 'stop aiming a gun at my girlfriend!' which causes both reader and Wanda to go 'what?' Idk just something cute and fluffy please? If you don't write for Natasha you can substitute her for someone else
So I 100% love this idea!! It’s amazing!
But I can’t write it since reader is underage, and still in high school and Wanda is an adult, I’m really sorry
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