#wanda maximoff x yn

[jemilyswhor3]

Shared Bedroom

A/N: This has been in my drafts for too long

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Female!Reader

Warning: smut, oral (r receiving), fingering, nipple playing, mommy kink, dom!wanda, sub!reader, use of pet names, light praise kink, reader in college, R (20-22), Wanda (25-27), reader is daughter of tony stark

Summary: You've just finished your training. You went to your room to study, only to be left doing something else, or rather, someone else doing you.

Word Count: 2.1K

Your training with Nat had just finished and it was already 8:27 PM. You have an early class tomorrow, so you head towards your shared bedroom with Wanda. You opened the door, and to your shock, she was nowhere to be found. She was always the early bird- sleeping in at 8:00 PM and waking up at 5:00 AM kinda gal, so it had you wondering where she could be at this state of time. You shrugged it off, took some shorts and a camisole out of your closet for later to change in, and headed to the bathroom. You took a nice warm shower and did your night routine. After your self-care, you opened the door, ready to head to your study table to do what's left of your thesis.

''Wanda!'' You exclaimed, surprisingly seeing the woman in her robe, sitting in bed while on her phone. ''Oh, hey, Y/N'' She looked up and back down at her phone again. ''Where were you?'' You asked while taking a seat at your table. ''I was helping Clint with carrying some stuff, why?'' She puts her phone down and focuses her attention on you. ''Nothing'' You pout, ''It's just that you usually sleep in early''. ''Yeah, I- I kinda couldn't sleep without your company'' She awkwardly stated. ''Oh,'' Your cheeks flushed. You draw your attention to your table while taking out your laptop from your bag. She stands up and walked toward you. ''What's that?'' She pointed out to your laptop screen.''My thesis. I'm practically done, just have to proofread it'' You replied, pointing at the screen. ''Long day with Nat?'' She circles your back. ''Yeah. Started training at 4:30 today'' You focus your attention on the screen, avoiding staring at her figure in the mirror's reflection. ''I remember my training days with her. Your father said it's 'mandatory' '' She mocked Tony. ''You must feel very tired'' She slowly puts both her hands on your shoulders and slowly started massaging them. ''Don't bother'' You place your left hand on top of her right, that's on your shoulder, removing it from you. ''I insist'' She flutters her eyes while she carefully places your hand back on your keyboard and hers on your shoulders. "Whatever you say" You start to open the document on your screen. She continues to gently massage your shoulders while you type in corrections. You feel her hand slowly nudging the sleeve off your right shoulder. She gently places your hair on your left side, which gave shivers down your spine. She starts to lean down to your neck and you feel her cold breath hit your skin. Barely maintaining focus on your screen, trying to process what's happening in the present, your eyes fluttering, and your body slightly trembling. She starts to kiss your neck, leaving soft gentle kisses all over it. You both still don't utter a word to each other. You gave in and fully closed your eyes for a couple of seconds, trying your best for her to not notice. She starts getting aggressive and starts sucking your neck, possibly leaving hickeys. You let out a soft low moan, which she liked, given the smile you felt on your neck.

''You like that, baby? Or am I being too aggressive?'' She converses. ''No, no. You're doing perfectly fine'' You whispered to her, unable to properly let out words,  being held back by her kisses. She snuck her hand under your shirt, unclipping your bra. Once she successfully did, she slowly removed your bra straps, letting her slender fingers roam around your arms, making you feel goosebumps all over your body. She fully removed your bra and tossed it someplace else. Your hands and posture are still in front of your desk, mouth wide open, whilst your eyes are closed.

She looks at your reflection in the mirror, laughing at the sight of you being submissive. Soft moans escaped from your mouth, giving her a signal that you want more. She continues to assault your neck with kisses, as she slips her right hand under your shirt since her left is the one that's holding your hair back. She cups one of your tits and started to slowly massage them, making them hard. You create friction between your legs, as you feel that you're getting wetter by the second. She takes her hand off your chest as she slowly tries to slip into your pants. As she was getting closer, you stop her hand and say, "No, not yet" While you gasp for air. Her eyes widen and stopped kissing your neck as she removed her hands from you and walked away.

You opened your eyes and looked at her. "Wh- what are you doing?" You rattled. "You said 'No'" She raised her brow. "I said not yet. I never told you to stop" You furrowed your eyebrows. She stands up and walked toward you. "So, do you want more?" She smirked. You desperately nodded as you gulped. "Stand up" She demanded. You delightfully obliged her demand and looked at her with desperation. She closes your laptop, moved it aside, grabbed you by the waist, lifted you to the table, and aggressively pressed your lips together. She pushed you against the wall, almost breaking the mirror. "Sorry" She apologized, breaking the kiss. "No need to say sorry, Mommy" You smirk at her and pushed your lips against hers. You feel her smirk while you make out. "Mommy. I like it" "I knew you would" Your hands start to travel all over her body, removing her robe, only to reveal her in a short black silk dress. "Like what you see?" "Did you lock the doors?" You asked. "I did. Why?" She pulled your lips together before you could respond. You backed away from the kiss, making her annoyed, only to be delighted at what you have to say, "Take me to bed" You gasp for air. She looked at you from head to toe and let out a wide smile. She lifts you up while still maintaining the kiss you both are sharing.

She slams you in the middle of the bed still maintaining the kiss while your legs was wrapped around her. You relax your legs while she stabilizes herself on top of you. She starts to move her hand down your shorts, gripping your thigh. She places her hand in the middle of your legs and teased your clothed cunt, moving her index finger up and down. ''Oh, please just fuck me already'' You let out while humping on her finger. ''Not just yet'' She whispers to your ear. She moves down to your neck, placing kisses and sucking it roughly. You gasp for air and moan in awe at her movements all over your body. ''Is now the time?'' You asked in desperation. ''No, not yet'' She said in between kisses, mocking you.

''Please, Mommy'' You begged. ''You want me that bad inside of you? You think calling me Mommy will get you that?'' She looked up at you and smirked. "Yes, please" You nod in anticipation. ''Why the rush, baby?'' She continues her movements on your neck. ''I've been waiting for this for so long'' You let out. She replied in a sinister tone, ''Really?'' She replaces her index with her thumb rubbing against your clit. ''Mhm,'' You eagerly nod. ''Are you sure? What about your fa-'' You place your hand over her mouth stopping her from continuing her sentence. "Don't worry about him. He'll never know" Wanda can see the desperation in your eyes. She smirks at you and gently makes her way down to your chest, stomach, your lower belly while placing soft kisses all around your body.

She looked up at you for confirmation if you wanna go through this before going down. You give her the fastest nod you could, and to that, she made her way down. While under the covers, she slowly removes your shorts, leaving her a sight of your wet panties. "So wet, just for me" You hear her whisper. You felt the vibration from her voice teasing you. "Please. Just please fuck me already" You pant.  "What's my name" She reveals her head from under the covers. "What?" You asked, not quite comprehending the words she said earlier. "You didn't say my name" She trails her fingers along your stomach, making little swirls here and there. "Mommy. Please fuck me, Mommy" You said while you bite your lip at the last word."That's what I want" She slides her finger inside your underwear, plunging in her index finger. You gasp at her sudden movement, while you held back your moans as she thrust her finger in and out. "Was that so hard to say?" She mockingly said. "Please, one more" You begged while gripping on the sheets and biting your lower lip. "See, honey. You keep forgetting my name" She pulls her finger out.

You, desperate for her touch, released your grip from the sheets and cupped her face. "Pl- Please, Mommy. I want you inside of me- all of you" You begged with puppy dog eyes. She smirks at your request and slowly slid her fingers down again. This time, she added two fingers making your eyes roll and back arch. "Mhm, you like that, huh? Does my baby like Mommy's fingers inside of her?" She softly asked. You give her an eager nod whilst your eyes are closed, unable to utter words. "Mhm," She hums as she uses her thumb to make circles on your clit.

All of it was so much- too much. You're so close to climaxing, you're already at the edge. "Mommy," You whimper. "What is it, baby?" She responded, concerned. "I- I'm gonna cum" You replied while you thrust your body into her fingers. "Oh, no you aren't. You can cum when I tell you so" She demanded. Your eyes closed, back-arching, toe-curling, hands gripping the sheets, and lip biting, unable to keep it in you. "Please- Please let me cum- Mommy" You added, almost forgetting to say her name. "Almost, sweetheart" She teased while she slowly goes down on you.

She took her fingers off and replaced them with her tongue, flicking it all across from your entrance to your clit. She slowly started the pace, and as time went by, she started going faster. You moan your heart out while your back arched. "Come on, baby. Cum on Mommy's tongue so she can taste your sweet juices" She eagerly demanded, somehow gasping for air. You gave in and came on her tongue as she tries to catch it all by lapping her tongue all over you. "Mhm," She moans. "You taste so fucking good, malyshka" Your cheeks turned bright red, giving up from trying to hide it, just enjoying the moment you two are sharing.

She moves up beside you and lays down. "Wow. That was-" "Amazing. You were so good for Mommy" She compliments you whilst she turns to look at you. "I was gonna say magical, but amazing is also what it is" You smile at her. You grab her by the chin and pushed your lips together, sharing a passionate kiss. "I don't wanna lose you," You said, breaking the kiss. She sits up properly and cups your cheeks. "Don't worry, baby. I'll always be right here. I'm never leaving your side" She rubs your cheeks. You smile at her as you take her hand off and start to kiss her knuckles, up to her arms, and eventually to her neck.

"Oh, you want to go for round two?" She chuckles as she makes her way under you again. You stop her hands before she could go down, and look her in the eyes. "No. You've already done so much for me. It's time I return the favor" You smirk at her. You went down under the covers and started to plant kisses along your way down.

And for the rest of the night, you two made passionate love to each other until sunrise. You regret nothing of it all. Although, you remembered your thesis that you need to pass today. You mentioned it to Wanda, and just like that, she used her magic to fix your thesis and messed with the weather so you don't have to go to class later in the morning. "You should've told me you could do that before" You laughed, amazed at what she had just done. "If I did, then maybe we wouldn't be kissing and cuddling right now" She pulls you in for a soft peck on the lips that turned into a full-on make-out. After your make-out session with Wanda, you both snuggled up and went to sleep like babies.

________________________________ A/N: Omg! This is my first time writing smut and I think that I didn't do that bad for the first time. I was not at all planning on writing a full smut story, but kinda like an angsty tease and leave the rest to your imagination, cause I feel uncomfortable when it comes to writing smut with fictional characters- or just in general, but I guess I got carried away lmao.

I also wanted to write something like this to widen my writing skills and, also cause I want to try to write in all genres to see which one I'm best at.

Please don't be harsh💀 This might feel rushed, cause I kinda did, cause I felt uncomfy.

I also uploaded this on ao3, @wandaswitch

#wanda maximilf #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x yn #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda maximoff smut #the scarlet witch #Scarlet Witch #scarlet witch smut #wlw #wlw smut #lesbian smut #smut #civil war #mommy wanda #wandavision

[inkblot-inc]

A Trip Around The Sun

Summary: From the RCD Universe; It's been a year since you and Wanda made things official, so who doesn't love a little anniversary somethin' somethin'?

Pairing: Jeweler!Wanda Maximoff x Metalworker!Reader

Warning(s): There's smut in this one so just to be sure: This is 18+ ONLY so MINORS DNI. Fingering (w receiving), oral sex (w recieving). The sex aside, this one's pretty sappy overall. I don't even think there's that much language in this one, bud.

Note(s): What better way to break in 2024 than with a little sweetness between two of my favorites? Granted this would have gone up yesterday had my power not gone out after coming home from my vacation, but ah well, we're here now. I hope y'all enjoy this one :3

Word Count: well into 2.7k baybee

*squints* I give NO ONE permission to repost or translate my work. Make your own shit!

Tonight was you and Wanda's one year anniversary and you wanted to leave with enough time to get home before Wanda and get changed for the plans you arranged tonight.

Wanda had been texting you as much as she could throughout the day in addition to packing your favorite for lunch. The texts had started out innocent and then got progressively heavier with innuendos later in the day. Needless to say, you were all but ready to finally see your girl.

You just finished cleaning up your station for the evening, making sure everything was powered off and in its proper place for when you come in the day after tomorrow. Before you walked out of the shop, you stopped in Logan's office as per usual. You walked in to see him going through papers. Inventory reports from what you were able to catch.

Logan looks up from his work, "Leaving early?"

You can't help the smile that blooms on your face as you answer. "Yeah, it's mine and Wanda's anniversary tonight. Wanted to take her out for the night, I even got reservations for seven."

Logan simply nods along with your explanation. "Where are you takin' her?"

There's a bit of hesitance in your voice as your eyes focus more on the older man's desk. "Carnivora Snow. She's never been, I don't think, But I think it'd be nice."

Logan doesn't respond for a good minute, before you wind up looking back at him. Logan sets down his paperwork. "Well, say hi for me, bub. And have a good night." His voice is just a little bit less gruff than usual.

Your smile is smaller but doesn't lose its warmth. "That's the plan."

After you leave Logan's office and close the door behind you, he just sits there for a second to have a moment to himself.

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It's 4:45 PM when you get home, and the first thing you do is go to shower and change clothes. You change into a black form-fitting suit; nothing egregious, but definitely formal enough to fit the occasion. You leave the top two buttons of your gray button-down shirt undone and wear a few silver rings to accessorize. You take your time to get the look just right since you're the first one home from work.

It's 5:30PM when Wanda gets in from work, your interaction is brief seeing as you both wanted to make it to your reservations on time. You mainly stuck to quick banter about your work days as you both finished getting ready to leave.

Wanda comes out of her personal room wearing a merlot red off-shoulder gown, with a silver piece of jewelry that mimics a tied neck for the dress. You realize that it disappears under said dress as well. Before your curiosity distracts you, you realize that it's 6:20PM and that you'll make your reservation with just enough time. After a brief deliberation, you opt to drive to the restaurant in Wanda's car rather than in your truck.

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Carnivora Snow is a Restaurant in New York that is well on its way to getting a Michelin star. With its reservation list almost always filled, you had to pull a few strings you hadn't used in a while to get seating for the two of you tonight, but it was more than worth it.

Both of you were having a wonderful time so far, with Wanda ordering Honey Garlic Salmon while you had the Chicken Kyiv this time around.

It was clear you both were enjoying yourselves, not just in terms of company, but food as well. Particularly when she noticed how quickly you were polishing your plate. "That good, huh?"

You swallowed the bite of food in your mouth before answering her, "I swear they snuck crack in this Chicken, Wands. The mashed potatoes are really good too,"

She smiled at your sheepish reply, "Do you mind if I try some?" You shook your head as you pushed your plate in Wanda's direction.

After cutting a piece of her own and trying it, she hummed in approval as her eyes lit up. "That's delicious,"

"Right? It's gotta be crack." Wanda laughed at the fake suspicion in your voice. Her food was quite good as well, but she made a note to herself to order this the next time she came here as she cut herself another piece. Wanda continued to laugh freely as you idly chatted over dinner and exchanged bites of the other's entrees.

You both split the cost when the check came, but you got up to go the restroom while you were waiting. You passed the Teppanyaki-style section of the restaurant on your way back, seeing two chefs in the front preparing food in front of other guests before you caught sight of another female chef in the back.

You met eyes with said chef before her eyes widened slightly. You see her talk to one of the other cooks before going through a side door to meeting you out on the floor.

The woman moved the blonde whisps peeking through her hat, surprise still settling into her features. "You're really here. Part of me thought you wouldn't show..."

You raised a brow with a teasing smile, "I contacted you, 'Lena"

She nods, more to herself than anything. "I know, it's just...been a minute you know?"

You completely understood, it's been a busy few months because of the holiday season after all. "Logan says hey, by the way."

Yelena's answering smile is more sincere, "Well 'hey' to the old man. Anyways, how have you been? You said you were bringing your lady friend here with you."

You grinned at the mere mention of Wanda. "I did I did, she's still at our table. I'll introduce you before we leave."

After a second, your bright smile turns into a somber one. "How is she?"

Yelena's smile also dims, "Busy. Quiet.... She usually throws herself into her work this time of year. There's all the events coming after the holidays for her to plan and plan."

You nod as you try not to think too hard on what you heard. It was around this time that year too... "Well, I'll see you in a minute, we'll be at the front to finish paying" You squeeze Yelena's shoulder with your hand before you turn to walk back to your table.

Yelena simply watches your back before going back to let her workers know she'd be gone for another ten minutes.

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Wanda is gathering her bag when you come back, "Are we all set to go?"

She stands up to meet you with the check in her hand. "Yes we are. Was there a line at the bathroom?"

You take Wanda's hand in yours as you both walk to the front of the restaurant "it was a bit of a line, yeah. but there's someone I want you to meet before we go."

By the time the both of you get to the register, Yelena is there waiting for you. You gesture towards the blonde, "'Lena, this is my girlfriend, Wanda Maximoff. Wanda, this is my childhood friend, Yelena Belova. She also happens to own this establishment."

Yelena offers her hand to Wanda, who gladly takes it. "It's a pleasure to meet Y/n's instantly better half. They are very lucky to have you," she turns to you, "You are very lucky to have her,"

You roll your eyes at Yelena's teasing smirk as Wanda chuckles at her remark. "I don't need you to tell me that, I am highly aware."

Wanda rubs your arm in a overly soothing gesture, "We're both lucky, darling."

You lightly groan in fake irritation, "I regret this already." Both of them continue to joke at your expense, and you can't help but be relieved that they seemed to get along rather quickly.

After they exchanged phone numbers, you said your goodbyes actually getting a rare hug out of Yelena along with a promise to meet up again soon.

When You and Wanda left the restaurant, you give Wanda your suit jacket to avoid the brisk night air.

Wanda gratefully puts it on as you both make your way to her car. "Yelena seems really nice, honey. She reminds me of one of my work colleagues."

You open the car door for her before getting in yourself. "Yeah? She can be a bit much, but we're locked in like this," You crossed your fingers with one hand. "We met in middle school, so she's basically family anyway,"

"I bet the both of you were trouble together,"

"Eh, you'd win that bet," You chuckle to yourself as Wanda takes your free hand in her lap on the ride back home while you told recalled some of the things you got into (and sometimes paid for) with your oldest childhood friend.

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About halfway home, the energy in the car was different. As the troublemaker stories petered out, the more the both of you were focused on each other. The moment the two of you got back home from Carnivora Snow, the atmosphere was charged with intention.

The two of you were almost glued together as you made your way to the master bedroom. Wanda only separated from you long enough to go around the opposite side of the bed to undress, albeit slowly. You're admittedly less graceful while undressing in comparison to Wanda's slow striptease. Your impatience brought you around to Wanda's side of the bed just as she took off her shoes. You grasped at Wanda's borrowed jacket to feel more of her skin, and you watched it flush as your lips went from her face to her neck. The silky cloth could hardly compare.

"You look so beautiful tonight, doll," Your hands rest on Wanda's hips as her own reach up to unzip the back of her dress, and your eyes stay on hers in the full-length mirror across from the two of you as your lips stay level with her shoulder. "Y'know, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you at dinner..."

Wanda's smirk held nothing but mischief as she turned to look at you briefly, "Is that right?"

Wanda got the zipper about halfway done before you took it upon yourself to pull it the rest of the way down, the material going slack on her body. "Mhm, but now I don't have to even try to keep my hands off of you."

Your eyes enjoyed everything about the view; Along with more exposed goosebumps, the body jewelry Wanda wore for tonight was fully visible, the fine silver innocently clasped around her neck draped over her chest and caressed just under her breasts. With Wanda's stiff peaks coming through the thin tassels, the piece flattered her figure more than you thought anything could.

You let the fabric pool on the floor and ran your hands under the jewels to knead Wanda's breasts. A sigh left Wanda's mouth as she leaned back onto your front. You took the opportunity to pinch her nipple, making her moan from the sudden sensation.

Wanda takes her other hand to turn your face to look at her. "I need more, detka."

You tweak Wanda's nipple harder, making her cry out before running your free hand down from her hip to her navel before going under Wanda's lacey underwear.

You lift your head to meet Wanda's ear, "Just relax for me, I'll make you feel good baby. Promise."

Your index and middle fingers gathered some of Wanda's slick before they made contact with her clit and started to massage the bundle of nerves. Wanda's moans began to mix with each other as she squirmed under your hold, her eyes fluttering shut.

You pressed lightly on Wanda's clit making her gasp and open her eyes again. "Ah ah, I want you to watch me, doll."

Wanda's eyes gazed at the two of you in the mirror as your fingers went further until they sunk into her fully, curling inside.

You pumped your fingers in and out of Wanda's wetness at a steady pace, making her arch into your hand in search of more friction. "Harder, please! I've been waiting for this all night,"

You can't help but oblige as you push your fingers to go deeper, even adding a third finger to stretch Wanda out more. "Yeah? this is what you wanted, baby?"

"Yes yes yes! Just like that! God, you feel so good," Wanda's voice borders on breathless as she becomes like putty in your hands, her eyes half-lidded as she keeps her eyes on the two of you.

You pull Wanda to sit down with you on the end of the bed on your lap, as you continue to fuck her with your fingers, your thumb rubbing her clit to bring her closer to her high. Wanda cries out as you start moving your fingers at a feverish pace while continuing to knead her breast with your other hand.

You put your lips to her ear again, "Are you gonna cum for me, doll?" Wanda nods her head rapidly before you pull your fingers out of her making her groan at the lost feeling.

You lift your hand covered with Wanda's slick for her to see, "Look at the mess you were making all over my hand, Wandy." She watches you as you bring the soaked digits to your mouth to suck them clean.

Before Wanda can completely lose her high though, you move her to lay down on the bed fully while you settle below her on your stomach. You snag a pillow to place under her waist for comfort. Wanda's legs settle on your shoulders as your mouth becomes level with her pussy. While your arms hook around Wanda's thighs, you keep a thumb pressed to her clit while you eat her out. It doesn't take her long to get right back to where she ached to be.

"I'm cumming, baby, I'm cumming!" Your other hand holds her entrance open as your tongue chases her release with her. Wanda's hips spasm in your hold as you continue to help her through her orgasm.

You lift your head to look up at Wanda, hair long since falling out of the updo she carefully placed it in, the auburn tresses spread out on the sheets around her. You carefully move out from underneath Wanda to join her at the top of the bed.

Both of you finally took the time to catch your breath again, tremors continued to pulse through her still.

after laying down for a while, you untangled yourself from Wanda before sitting up. "I'm gonna get the shower going so the water can heat up, Alright?"

Wanda nodded with a lazy smile as you pressed a kiss to her forehead before getting out of the bed. She lightly grabbed your wrist, "I'm going to need you to carry to the bathroom though."

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With the two of you showered and dressed for bed, your hand rested on Wanda's thigh as Wanda pulled up I Love Lucy on the TV. With Wanda's head on your chest, her hand toying with the hem of your wife beater. It was a peaceful, lulling atmosphere as the two of you enjoyed your shared space.

"Y/n, sweetie," Wanda's eyes stay on the show, and you can hear Wanda swallow before she speaks up. "I wanted to ask if you'll come to Fashion Week with me."

You move your head to look at Wanda properly. New York Fashion Week was in a little over a week from now, and you were prepared to stay home again. Wanda puts very little of her private life in the public eye, preferring to keep the two separate. With how naturally nosy people are, it makes sense to want that boundary.

A small smile forming on your face as you rubbed one of her shoulders to soothe the nerves you could already feel cropping up. "You really want me to go?"

"Mhm, I want you there with me. I barely got through our phone calls without caving and having you come down last year. It scares me a little that I've gotten so attached to you in what feels like so little time. I just-... I feel better with you beside me."

You leaned down to gently press your lips to Wanda's. "I'll gladly go with you then, Wanda." Your lips caressed each other again before you separated with both of your heads still resting on each other.

A smile grew on Wanda's face to match your own. "Happy anniversary, Y/n."

Happy anniversary, Wanda."

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[thatonebrazilian]

Sanctum

Part 1, part 2, part 3 (coming soon)...

Summary: Sanctum (noun) 1. a sacred place, especially a shrine within a temple or church. 2. a private place from which most people are excluded. After everything that happened, WestView became your sanctum. And you would not let anyone desecrate it.

(In which SW!Wanda shows up in a universe where her variant is dead. There’s only you and the boys. But this Wanda had never met you in her universe, and you were way too damaged and traumatized to let her in.)

A/N: I'm sick and tired of Wanda not being happy. First the movies, and now a lot of fics. I need this girl to be happy for once.

Also, I'm posting this on a whim, I normally like to have a few chapters written before I post anything (or at least an outlined plot), but SW!Wanda has been consuming my thoughts lately and I had to do something about it.

MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS SPOILERS AHEAD

Warnings: A bit of violence, I think.

Word count: 1500

Wanda could feel the girl’s startled breaths beneath her fingers, her hand wrapped tightly against America’s throat.

It was never supposed to be like this. She didn’t want to hurt this child, killing her through power absorption would’ve been faster, quicker, painless. But no, the girl had to fight, and Strange had to intervene.

She just wanted her children back.

America grunted, her fist glowing white, yet her eyes told the Scarlet Witch just what her mouth had told her before. She knew she couldn’t defeat Wanda.

“You want these powers?” America asked then, eyes watering “You can have them!”

A portal opened up, and Wanda wasn’t sure about America’s intent, but whatever it had been, America probably hadn’t taken into account how little control she had over her powers. The Scarlet Witch suspected the girl wanted to take her to Earth-838 to see all the damage she’d done personally, but instead, America took her to another Earth altogether.

Wanda didn’t know that, though, she didn’t think of anything when she saw the boys sitting on the couch. Her boys; her children. Billy and Tommy.

It was as if time had slowed down then, the children’s eyes widened and they tumbled out of the couch, scrambling away, getting as far from Wanda and America as possible. As if they were afraid of her.

Wanda swore her heart was breaking. Fear was never supposed to be the emotion in her children’s eyes when they looked at her.

“I-is that?...” Billy asked from behind the stairs’ railing.

“I-it can’t be…” Tommy said.

The Scarlet Witch looked at them, her fingers almost unconsciously letting go of America’s throat; her hand shook as she extended it in her kids’ direction, taking a step towards them.

“Boys…” she said, her voice trembling as much as her hands.

“Ma!” Billy yelled, frightened, trying to hide behind his brother.

“Ma! Help!” Tommy shouted too, standing protectively in front of his sibling.

Instead of a variant, as Wanda had expected, some other woman came running down the stairs. The Scarlet Witch couldn’t see her face; she felt a surge of fury when this woman gathered the boys, her sons, in her arms. The woman only then seemed to notice Wanda, finally raising her head to look at her.

Wanda’s breath was taken away, you were a marvel, beautiful in every way possible. If this was any other situation, if she wasn’t still in love with Vision, if she weren’t so hell-bent on getting her sons back, she may have admired your beauty more.

But at that moment all she wanted was for that stranger to get her hands off of her sons.

Upon meeting the witch’s eyes, your own widened.

“Wanda?” you asked then, pulling the boys behind you again, shaking your head “No, that’s not possible, you’re dead, you and Natasha- you’re…” you trailed off, eyes hardening. “God promised you’d be in Heaven, he said he had your souls, he promised you’d be happy…”

The Scarlet Witch furrowed her brows. What were you talking about?

“Ma, is this really her?” Billy asked then, looking at you.

Wanda saw your eyes glaze a little, she saw you looking up as if you could see something she couldn’t. She saw your shoulders sag a little, a defeated look on your face. You shook your head, then, looking at your child, her child, before turning to her with hardened eyes “this is not your mother, boys, get behind me.”

The Scarlet Witch’s eyes hardened as well. Who did you think you were, telling her sons to stay away from her?

“Don’t listen to her, boys” Wanda said to the kids, her powers glowing brightly in her hands, her eyes then focusing on you “these are my children.”

And then she saw your eyes turn dark, a black glow engulfing your own fingers. “Whoever you are, you’re not Wanda, and I’m not about to let you anywhere near my sons.”

Wanda felt the all-consuming rage inside her screech at your words, without even thinking she threw a blast of red magic at you, but to her utter surprise, and ultimate relief, you easily blocked it, protecting you and the kids from it.

“Stay back, boys!” you yelled at them, using your magic to send them further back into the kitchen, far away from the woman in front of you.

The Scarlet Witch was consumed by that ugly, mixed feeling inside her; there was rage, sadness, jealousy, grief, envy… She couldn’t think clearly, she just wanted her children back. She used her magic to make the sofa levitate and then threw it at you, but you stopped it midair. Wanda took advantage of your distraction, you were a bit preoccupied when the witch showed up above you, using her powers to blast you to the ground; the impact was such it created a crater, and your broken body lay in its center.

“Ma!”

“Mamma!”

The boys came running to help you, and to Wanda’s utter surprise, you easily stood up, using your sleeves to wipe the blood from your face. How, she wondered, was it possible for you to still be alive? Your body should have crumpled at the force.

“Billy, Tommy, stay behind me, I’m not gonna let her hurt you.” You yelled at the kids, levitating out of that crater, landing in front of the witch.

The kids listened to you, and Wanda found herself getting even madder. Who were you and how come her kids listened to you like this? How come they saw you as a mother?

Out of jealousy and rage, Wanda shot more and more magic blasts at you, but you simply blocked all of her strikes as if it was the easiest thing in the world. But then one especially powerful blast pushed you back, making your body go through the wall and out of the house.

“Leave our ma alone!” the boys yelled, picking up anything they could put their eyes on and throwing it at the witch. “Our ma will not lose! She has us by her side!”

Wanda’s eyes filled with tears. It was never supposed to be like this.

“Stay out of this, boys! Get out of the house, it’s not safe in here.” You said, flying back in as if you hadn’t just been thrown through a wall.

When Wanda saw the boys hesitating, but ultimately complying, she gritted her teeth. As soon as they were out the witch made the ceiling come down on your head. The structure of the house was already compromised enough, you lifted your hands trying to keep this place, your place, standing. You held off the ceiling and kept the wall from tumbling down, but Wanda didn’t stop, as you were trying to keep your house up the witch threw blast after blast at you, but each and every one of them splashed uselessly against a barrier made of black magic.

“Why aren’t you fighting back?!” Wanda yelled, tears pooling in her eyes “Fight me back!”

Wanda stopped shooting blasts at you when she felt something hit against her. It was a small ball of blue magic, she looked at the backyard through the hole in the wall you went through and saw Billy conjuring the balls and Tommy using a bat to throw them at her in record speed. She didn’t know what to do; she looked at the destroyed house, the frightened, brave children outside, and then at you. She sank to her knees.

“Why won’t you fight back?” she asked in a small voice, her face tear-stained.

You managed to mend the house, securing the ceiling back, strengthening the walls and the structure, and the boys came to stand behind you again. You looked at them and then looked at the witch.

You understood her.

“Because I can’t hurt you,” you said, walking towards her and cupping her face in one of your hands, gently wiping her tears away. “You may not be our witchy, but you’re still Wanda. I could never hurt you.”

Wanda looked at you then, the rollercoaster of emotions making her want to embrace the person she was just trying to kill. “But… who are you?”

Who were you? Which universe was this? And if there was a universe where she didn’t have her children, and a universe where her children didn’t have her, why couldn’t they just be together? There were a million questions haunting Wanda’s mind.

You smiled at her, a sad smile, it was almost as if you knew what questions were going through her head.

Maybe there was still time for this Wanda, maybe she could be redeemed. Everyone deserved a second chance, after all.

You got one, even when you didn’t want it, why shouldn’t she?

“My name’s Y/N, and…” you said, looking at Strange and the Chavez girl before bringing your gaze back to the witch “this is Earth-Delta… Your new home, if you don’t have anywhere else to go.”

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[emo-wanda-wife]

Y/N: I dare you to kiss me

Y/N: no, I double dare you to make out with me

Wanda:

Y/N: I triple dog dare you to take—

Wanda: stop acting like we aren’t a married couple, it’s getting annoying

Nat: yeah stop it

Wanda: *glares at Nat* actually, Y/N, dare accepted

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[chelleztjs18]

This One Is Mine Pt. 1 (N.R)

Billionaire Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: As a billionaire and a successful business woman, Natasha has everything and lives her lavish life with her best friends. What will happen if Natasha wants you but Wanda gets in between?

Warning: Dark fic, 18+, bunch of sexual tensions, swearing words, drug use and alcohol consumptions. (Let me know if I miss anything)

A/N: Hello! I was gonna post this tomorrow as in the schedule but I'll be kinda busy tomorrow. So, why not post it a day early, right? Natasha and her friends wears the clothes that was shown in the cover except Wanda, she wears a dress with the same color. You don't have to listen to the songs in the fic while reading it but if you do, I hope it will make your reading experience more enjoyable. Happy reading! Here is the playlist for this series:

Series Masterlist || Main Masterlist

The moon shines up high, a cold breeze passes your legs that are fully exposed. The warmth of your short skirt only covers down to a little above your knee. If it’s not because your best friends Kate and MJ insist for you to come, you are probably home by now but you are in line with them to get into this one famous fancy night club called “Black Widow'' instead. You are not gonna lie, it is one of your favorite clubs to go to. You love the drinks, great dj not to mention the people who come here always look good. It’s not a secret that there are a lot of upper class people who love to party here. The club is always packed every time you come.

“I can’t believe that you didn’t even change your clothes before you came here. You looked like someone just came here straight from work.” Kate lets out her comment.

“Uh maybe because I came STRAIGHT from work, Kate. I could’ve gone home first to change my clothes if you didn’t text me every five minutes to hurry up.” You defend yourself with your reason. “Also, what’s wrong with the button up blouse and my mini skirt? I think it’s not that bad.” You added.

“I know. I know. I’m just excited. We are here to celebrate you. It’s your night. It would be more fun and more friends would come if you didn’t ask to keep it low-key.” Kate rolls her eyes playfully yet letting out her disappointment.

“Well, it’s okay. I don’t want it to make a big deal about it. I just want to celebrate it with you two. You two are my best friends and that’s enough for me.” You explain with a fake pout but genuinely meant every word.

“Awww, y/n, that’s really sweet. Don’t worry about what Kate just said. You look pretty and we understand. Thank you for doing this with us.” M.J responds in awe as she gives you a little hug and smiles at you and Kate.

“Yes, I’m glad I’m part of tonight’s fun. We love you. You know that?” The brown haired woman smiles and squeezes in another hug.

“Of course.” You answer as you check the time on your watch.

The night gets colder and the line is getting longer. The three of you have a great laugh and talk while waiting in line. The security lets some people in every time there are some people leaving the club.

The three of you are getting closer to your turn to get in and you get excited, especially Kate. She loves the place more than you do, hence the destination choice she made for the girls night out with you and M.J.

As soon as the security almost opens the way to let somes group of people ahead of you, someone talks to him through the COMM in his ears, and everything changes. He stops himself from letting people in.

“Sorry folks. VIP first.” He explains as he turns his back and focuses on who is coming. You hear overlapped voices of disappointment from the others in line including Kate’s and MJ’s.

“This is so unfair. How much longer we gotta wait. I wonder who’s coming. Oh maybe a celebrity? Look at those paparazzi.” MJ lets out her impatience followed by her wandering thoughts. “Or probably just another rich person, MJ. You know this place, always full of them..” You calmly respond as you playfully slap her arm with the back of your hand and patch a smirk at her.

Not too long after that, a shiny black limousine pulled up and parked in front of the club. The street light shines and reflects on some parts of the car. The windows are all dark as if it meant to avoid any attention to whoever is inside while on the road.

People start talking and wondering who it is gonna be. All eyes are on the limo as if it doesn’t matter for them anymore if they get into the club or not.

The paparazzi are all ready to snap pictures just like an army who are ready for what’s coming  in front of them. They all know who’s in the luxury moving box of steel.

All the commotions really drag your attention and your gaze to the center of it. You hear people asking each other “Oh my God, who is it?” or “I heard that she’s coming tonight. It’s her birthday today.” and “Do you think she’s coming with the others? I really want to see all of them.”

With all those overlapping comments, your mind gets so curious. You look at the limo without even blinking. Who is she? Who is this woman they were talking about?

The door finally opens, you see a woman coming out of the limo. A super attractive red-haired woman wears bright red suits and pants with a black lapel that blends in perfectly with her loose satin shirt under it. All of those paired beautifully with her black clutch. Her black and silver necklace cooperates with her same color high heels to highlight her black and red vibes.

You are so intrigued by her. You don't know why your mind imagines your fingers raking through her short red hair, caressing it. You are stunned by her look until you hear Kate’s voice.

“OMG! That’s Natasha Romanoff! Damn, she looks so good! I hope her sister Yelena will be here too. I have a huge crush on her.” Kate comments in amazement.

“Natasha who? Her sister?” You look at Kate with furrowed eyebrows as you ask confusedly. “Seriously? You don’t know who Natasha Romanoff and Yelena Belova are? Okay, I’ll tell you more after this.” Kate’s hand squeezes your hand excitedly as she looks surprised but she gets distracted with more people who get out of the limo. You look at Vision offering his hand to help his wife, Wanda, to come out. Her twin brother, Pietro comes out next followed by Tony Stark.

“Oh wow, The Maximoff twins are here too with Vision and Tony stark. So the whole gang's here.” MJ’s comment leads your gaze to bounce between the rest of them.

You know The Maximoff twins. Who doesn’t? They are the Sokovian siblings who inherit their parents’ fortune of Maximoff Co. but their business skill multiplies it. Not just that, people know them from their lavish lifestyle.

Vision, who used to be the British Royal family doctor and now the owner of many big hospitals in big states. He holds Wanda's hand as they slowly walk behind Natasha. You always adore them. To you, they are that power couple. It’s no secret that they have an open marriage and paparazzi often snap pictures of them with who they call “partner in fun”. In every snap, they are with a different person. Wanda and Vision always wear matching clothes, similar themes or at least whatever colors that compliments each other.

Of course, the brunette Wanda looks so alluring yet sophisticated. Her long sleeve burgundy red somewhat short dress with a slit exposing her thigh with a very low cut perfectly highlighted her cleavage. The dress wrapped her heavenly body perfectly. Wanda’s burgundy dress matches ideally with Vision’s shades of brown jacket and pants over his cream turtleneck.

Her brother Pietro, the ladies man,wears his black suit, spreading his charm. Clearly busy giving teaseful wink or smirks. Some girls are even lucky enough to get their hand kissed by him. From their excited reaction, you guess that they probably won’t wash their hands for a few days.

Then there is Tony Stark, the only heirs of Stark’s family wealth and company. It’s not a surprise to you that Tony’s fashion is a little more different than the others. This time he wore blue suits with black tie and pants. His gray shirts peeping out from under his jacket suit. Being eccentric he is, of course he wears different style athletic blue and black shoes and never forgets his glasses. In his defense, he once said in an interview that always wears sunglasses because of the camera flashes. But seeing he’s wearing the light blue shades right now that probably can’t really block the brightness of the flashes, it’s obviously only for fashion purposes instead. He gives a kiss on the cheek of one of the ladies who asks for a selfie with him shortly before he follows his friends into the club.

To your surprise, you caught Natasha and Wanda glance at you as they walked past in front of the line. Natasha’s glance makes your stomach somersault, instantly making your heart beat faster. Meanwhile, Wanda’s glance at you from head to toe and smirks make you feel like you are a prey, voluntarily.

“Wow, they all look so cool.” MJ doesn’t take her eyes off them until Nat and the rest get into the club. “Yeah but too bad, Yelena is not here.” Kate sighs in disappointment.

“Okay, I know the rest of them but who are Natasha and Yelena?” You ask curiously.

“She is a famous business woman. She is super rich, the CEO of Romanoff Inc. Her company is really big and goes international. She runs it with her sister Yelena. You know the twins and Tony Stark but you don’t know her? They are all best friends and hang out together. Their lifestyle is everybody’s dream.” Kate answers you in rambling.

“Well, Kate, you know me. I don’t really keep up with this whole famous people thing in social media. Work gets me really busy.” You respond to her rambling.

“That’s why you need this night! To have fun. Okay?” MJ tries to cheer you up. “Yeah, we will, After we finally get in.” You let out a sarcastic joke and made your best friends giggle.

_____

As soon as Natasha takes a seat on her VIP couch, she takes a sip of her favorite cocktails.Tell Me When To Go by E-40 plays loud in the club. Her eyes are analyzing her club tonight. She is happy with the new manager’s work. She loves how packed the club is, her eyes subconsciously look for you and her mind wonders if you are already inside or not.

“Happy birthday, darling.” Wanda gives a small kiss to both of Nat’s cheeks as she hands the redhead an envelope before she sits on Nat’s left side. Vision takes his spot next to his wife while Tony slouches next to Nat and Pietro sits side by side with his brother in law on the comfy large black and red U shaped couch. They always sit in the VIP spot that’s always reserved only for them. It has the best view of the club. They love it because practically they can see almost every spot in the club but still a little further from public and have some more privacy. Two dancing poles in front of each end of the couch.

The black table is perfectly set up like usual with bottles of expensive alcohol, ice buckets, snacks or everything they need and even their high end custom made bongs complete with their weed stash. Their favorite drinks and cocktails have been made prior to their arrival. Some bodyguards take a stand not too far from them. Pietro lit up his cigar right away. His eyes observe the surroundings. Excited with the crowd, especially the ladies. He blows out some smoke then takes a sip of his drinks.

“What’s this?” Nat takes the black envelopes as she asks and her green eyes meet with Wanda’s. “It’s your birthday gift from me, Vision and Pietro. Open it.” The brunette answers.

Nat quickly opens it and pulls a photo out of it. “A picture of a yacht?” She tilts her head in confusion.

“YOUR yacht. You sold yours a while ago and you have been too busy to get a new yacht. So we got you one.” Wanda answered excitedly. “Oh wow, thanks Wanda. Thank you boys.” Nat’s gaze flicks from Wanda, Vision then to Pietro as she shows them her gratitude.

“You are very welcomed, Nat. They berthed it next to ours right now. We didn't want to ruin the surprise for you if they brought it to your spot.” Vision explains then proceeds to light up the weed on the bong and inhale the smoke of it.

“You are welcomed, sestra! I picked the bigger size, so you can have a bigger party. Just don’t forget to invite us when you have a party.” Pietro answered jokingly. Wanda and Vision laugh at his jokes.

“Don’t worry, I won’t forget, Piet.” Nat smiles and shakes her head to his antics. “And now, it’s my turn. Happy birthday, Romanoff.” Tony hands her a small red box then smokes a weed joint on his other hand.

Nat opens it and finds a key in it. “This is the key to..?” She asks in a playful way. “Well, it’s just a small gift. Do you remember the winery you like in Sonoma? Not too far from it, I saw this nice property with a nice Spanish style house. It would be a nice getaway for you. I added a little touch. You know, a shooting range, and a spacious gym since you and your family love shooting guns and martial arts. Plus extra space for some of your precious car collections.” Tony casually describes his so-called small birthday gift.

“Oh wow, thank you Tony. All of you gave me these huge gifts. Now, I’m gonna have to give you better gifts on your birthdays.” Nat lets out her joke. The bass from the speakers starts to pound the air as the DJ plays Flip The Switch by Valentino Khan, Chris Lorenzo in line.

“Oh, you know what I like, Nat. If you find any interesting women, share them with me. Or let us have them after you, right, Vis?” Wanda answers her best friend in a teasing way and Vision agrees with an excited “Uh-huh.” in his nods then kisses Wanda’s cheeks.

“Well, just like Pietro said, just don’t forget to invite us if you are having a party.” Tony adds.

“Speaking of parties, I have another gift for our party tonight.” Pietro announced enthusiastically. “What’s that?” Nat turns her focus from the dance floor back to Pietro. “Well, I bought a bottle of old original Absinthe liquor. It’s so strong and it even can make you hallucinate a bit.” The Sokovian billionaire describes as he takes the bong from his brother in law to take his turn to smoke.

“Oh really? I have heard about it. Where is it now?” Nat pitches her question a little louder against the loudness of the music and people partying. “I told my assistant to send it here. Your bartender should be making some drinks for us with it by now.” Pietro smiles proudly about his surprise followed by some coughs out of him.

“Oh, which assistant? The one that Wanda fucked yesterday before the big important meeting with me and the board?” Nat smirks casually joking about what Wanda did. The brunette is really open with her best friends and brother including Vision about how high her sex drive is and how much she loves women. She knows her friends are okay with it, the downfall is they sometimes poke fun out of it just like Nat did. “Yeah, that one.” Pietro laughs.

“Oh, her? Yes, I did and she is really good. A really obedient assistant. She was so…let’s say, tight.” Wanda shares her short trip to yesterday’s memory of hers as she gently bites her lower lips then gives Nat a naughty smile.

Both Natasha’s index finger and thumb softly pinch Wanda’s chin so she can look at her forest green eyes that spark from the aggressive blinking spotlights following the beats for the music. “Oh, I know that, sweetheart. I know how she is.” Nat gives her response to the brunette next to her then wink at her.

The waitress brings a tray of cocktails that has the Absinthe that Pietro got for tonight. All of them cheer and take a big gulp of the green liquor.

Just like Pietro said about the Absinthe, they all start to get tipsy in a different way not to mention the effect from smoking the weed starts to kick in. Their body starts to relax more, but their throat still feels the warmth from what they drank and their heart starts to pump a little faster.

“Look what I’ve got! Look at these white beauties. Maximoffs, yours was really good last time but trust me, this one is even better.” Tony casually tosses a medium size bag of cocaine on the table. It’s more than enough for five of them to share all night long.

Wanda slowly blows the smoke from the burning weed that she inhaled. She hands the bong to Natasha for her turn shortly before she grabs the bag to check the white substance in it. “This looks good and if it hits good, give me the seller number, Stark.” Wanda's broad accent always shows up bolder whenever she gets drunk or high.

As Natasha is taking a hit, her eyes finally lock with the person she has been waiting for, you. She casually blows the smoke out, coughing a little as she watches you and your friends get to the bar.

_____

"Oh my god! Finally!" Kate tries her best holding herself not to jump in excitement as soon as the three of you get into the club.

You can feel the bass as if it punches your heart following the song beat. Some people bump into you when you are walking. The smells of alcohol, cigarette smokes and light marijuana fill the club. Your eyes keep trying to adjust with the light that keeps blinking in a random rhythm. The air feels sticky and warm from how many people are in there yet you also feel the cold breeze from the air conditioner that works really well.

You see two large screens on the high walls shining bright plays optical illusion video that match with the rhythm of the music. Few sexy female dancers dance on the dance pole and some of them dance inside giant bird cages. Some of them swing on the swing inside the cages like canary bird. People are dancing, jumping like crazy that you thought it was the effect of whatever they consume. You see some couples or maybe they just met there kissing in the darker part of the club like there is no tomorrow.

You and the girls walk to the bar right away. The bartender was about to greet you but he got a call. “Hey, Dimitri. Make them the same drinks you made us. Then give those three girls whatever they want, it’s on the house. Keep the drink flowing for them. Also tell Boris to tell the securities to let them do whatever they want as long as it's not dangerous.” Nat ordered from the other end of the line. “Yes, boss.” The blonde Russian bartender takes Nat’s order without any question.

Lose Control by Missy Elliot Ft, Ciara starts to play. You enjoy the vibe around you, the music makes you move your body a little unlike Kate, she literally starts dancing as she starts to sing the lyric

“Wow, this place is always a hit. Look at those beautiful people. I always love the DJ here. Look at Kate, she is not even drunk yet but already dancing like one of those dancers.” MJ looks around and comments on everything she sees including joking about Kate. “Well, you know how she is, MJ.” You laugh. Then you feel a tap on your shoulder and you turn around so do MJ and Kate as soon as they notice.

“Hi ladies. Ms. Romanoff ordered this for three of you. Don’t worry about what you order tonight. She will take care of your tab.” Dimitri informs the three of you with a smile and slides three green cocktails in front of you girls.

Kate and MJ gasp. “No, fucking way!! Ms. Romanoff, THE Ms. Romanoff?” MJ asks in such disbelief and you are more concerned about what’s in the drink.

“What’s this?” You asked. “It’s house special drink. Trust me, this is really good with a very expensive strong liquor called absinthe. You are lucky to be able to try this.” The blonde answers in a friendly manner.

“Oh, we are definitely drinking this. I've heard about that liquor. Thank  you!” Kate quickly grabs her drink. You sweetly thank him and grab yours, so does MJ. “Well normally, I wouldn’t drink anything from—” You try to express your thoughts but Kate doesn’t even let you finish your words. “Girl! Are you crazy? It’s from Natasha Romanoff, you better drink that! Wow, this is awesome. I wonder where she is watching us from.” Kate looks around the club to find Nat but the crowd is blocking the view.

“This means she is interested in you because I saw how she glanced at you. Wanda was looking at you too.” MJ tells you and Kate as she drinks her drink.

“You did too? I thought I was hallucinating when I noticed that earlier.” You finally tell them what was on your mind as you drink the strong cocktail. “How awesome would it be if she is really interested in you??” The excitement from Kate’s tone was easily heard despite how loud the club was.

“There's no way she is interested in me.” You roll your eyes playfully. “That’s a bummer.” MJ plays along with the joke. “Why not? There's a chance that she does." Kate winks at you. “You are crazy.” You shake your head at Kate’s comment and giggle but it gets into your head a little bit. Who would say no to the charming Natasha Romanoff. The first time you saw her, your mind was already all over the place. You imagine you caress her hair in a certain position, so close to you, for crying out loud.

You and the girls hang out near the bar a little longer and drink three more of the same drink. The three of you underestimated the strength of the alcohol in it from how smooth it is. You thought that the bartender was right, the drink is strong. It hits you harder than you thought it would be.

You can feel yourself start to get drunk., not tipsy but drunk. You can see that Kate and MJ are in the same state as you. You hear the DJ starting to play Heads Will Roll - A-Trak Remix by Yeah Yeah Yeah now. People start to cheer from knowing what’s gonna play soon from the intro, including Kate and MJ.

“Y/n! I love this song!! Let’s go to the dance floor now!” Kate and MJ drunkenly pull you to get to the dance floor. The more the alcohol gets in your blood, the faster your heart beats. The louder people cheer and the song gets the more you want to move and you start to dance under the alcohol influence with your friends. The three of you laugh and dance. Your eyes start to search for Nat albeit how drunk you are now. Little do you know that she has been watching you this whole time.

She watches and analyzes you. She notices that every time a man tries to dance with you, you will quickly refuse or drag yourself away but you are comfortable dancing with any girls who approach you. The more she watches the way you dance and your smile, the more she is drawn to you. She wants you. For some reason, she sees that you are different from other girls she met.

While Pietro and Tony are busy enjoying a line or two of the expensive white powder, what a coincidence that Wanda is also eye-ing you. She recognizes that you are the cute one she saw in the line when she walked by. She is watching you sharply like a hawk. Just like Nat, the brunette wants you too. Her desire skyrockets just by watching how your body moves. Both Nat and Wanda are looking at you like you are their prey yet both of them don’t notice that they are looking at you at the same time.

Wanda lets out a little growl as she feels every inch of her crave you, and being high and drunk only makes her want you even more. “Vision, dear. I want her tonight.” Wanda demands without even letting her gaze off you as she points at you.

Before Vision gets the chance to respond to his wife's words, Nat interrupts. Stern was her tone when she said “No. This one is mine.” as she keeps looking at you. Pietro and Tony laugh a little at the unexpected small competition between the Russian and the Sokovian women.

Pt. 2

A/n: Welp, that's all for today. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think. Reblog, comment and input are always appreciated. Follow me for more! See you in next!

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Names.

Y/n: Honey, the broken condom came over to visit while you're at work today.

Wanda: Babe. We've talked about this. Call our kids by their names! *continues angry in Sokovian.

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[randomshyperson]

Y/N: I had the weirdest dream; I was locked in a room with several versions of you who were trying to kiss me. But I'm a faithful girlfriend, and I turned them all down.

Wanda: I wouldn't be jealous of my variants, babe.

Y/N: Oh, Thank god! I totally hook up with everyone.

Wanda:

Wanda: You're sleeping on the couch tonight.

#wanda maximoff x reader #incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes marvel #marvel incorrect quotes #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda x yn #wanda maximoff x yn #scarlet witch x reader #marvel imagines #elizabeth olsen reader #wanda maximoff

[wandaspetal]

An Island Made From Love

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: Marvel/MCU

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(𝐬)/𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩(𝐬): Wanda Maximoff x Reader, mentions of Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova (platonic), and Kate Bishop x Wanda Maximoff (platonic)

𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞: Established Relationship

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.4K+

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Mentions of death (no one actually died though I’m not heartless) , Mental breakdowns, panic attacks, mention of anxiety, depression, suicidal ideations, crying, angst with a happy ending, VERY GAY AND FLUFFY AT THE END I PROMISE

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You make your island flag in animal crossing Wanda’s crown.

𝐀𝐍: Reader uses they/them pronouns! This is very much partially based on me restarting my anch island and wondering how Wanda would react after a hard day….I’m mentally ill shush.

Wanda had been having the worst day. The team’s mission went south very fast. Hydra began implanting bombs inside their base’s so that in the case if they are ever found they can destroy the evidence of them being there. Soldiers waited outside for them with military grade weapons. The Hulk went into a fit of rage, Clint almost lost an arm and Natasha was almost crushed by rubble. Wanda was able to push herself hard enough to use her magic to make sure Natasha and her got out of the building quick enough.

They were the only ones left inside as the rest of the team fought everyone outside. After everything was said and done the ride on the quinjet back to the compound was silent. Even a small cough had an apology following suit behind it. Wanda is surprised she didn’t cry the same way Kate did as Yelena held her on the way back. The brunette simply placed a comforting hand on Kate’s back on the way home.

Wanda Maximoff had lost so many people in her life and this was another reminder of why she had to keep them out the way. The team can protect themselves. Y/n, a barista at a family owned coffee shop–one they barely work at anymore because their rich girlfriend takes care of them and Tony and the team randomly throws money and gifts their way. But that’s besides the point. The team is strong with super powers or serums or martial arts and knows how to use weapons. Y/n makes the threat that anything can be a weapon yet they ironically apologize whenever they bump into a chair, table, etc.

The mere thought of losing them the same way she almost lost half the team today nearly sent Wanda into a spiral. She convinced herself to hold on and remain strong.

Once they landed everyone was sent off to med bay, visible injury or not. Wanda had a scar on her brow and a cut on her nose and a sprained wrist. Both her arms were sore but she didn’t think that was worth mentioning. After leaving medbay she informed Jarvis to tell the team she went to see Y/n if they asked where she went.

Wanda didn’t bother driving a car, she stepped outside and immediately teleported inside Y/n’s apartment. The Sokovian wasn’t allowed to do that anymore after she scared them but she couldn’t help herself as she was on the verge of shaking from overstimulation.

“Wanda is that you?!”

“Y-Yeah!” She already felt tears coming to her eyes at hearing your voice but quickly blinked them away.

“Oh! Come look and see!!” Y/n exclaimed happily.

Wanda smiled and quickly walked pass the small foyer and to the living room. Her shoulders relaxed at the sight of her partner gazing at the TV that displayed her animal crossing game on it. She walked over and sat down on the couch.

“I restarted my island and it took like five times but I finally got villagers that aren’t ugly!” They squealed with joy.

Wanda placed her hands in her lap and smiled authentically at the screen. Y/n had already begun decorating the island and including as much villager homes as possible. There was customized pathing on the beach and grass.

“I named it Westview because you know…we said we wanted to move there.” Y/n’s voice grew quieter as their shyness increased. They shrugged. “And yeah…”

Wanda turned her head and reached out her to tuck their hair behind their ear. “That’s nice, I like it.”

Y/n blushed then cleared their throat. “Oh! Also the flag!! Look, look, look!!” They still hadn’t looked at Wanda as they could not turn their attention off the screen. Not even a bowl of the best pasta in the world could take their focus off their hyper fixation right now.

Wanda turned her head back towards the screen, still twirling their strand of hair between her two fingers. She dropped her hand at the sight of the flag that blew in the wind at the airport. It was her head piece. The one that she didn’t like at first but Y/n adored because it suited her so well. And because Y/n adored it Wanda slowly began to, too. Tony designed it for her after he heard her ranting about wanting more accessories for her costume the same way Nat and Steve did.

“I made it just for you!” They exclaimed.

“You made me a flag…with my head piece on it?” Wanda asked, her eyes glazing over with the tears she had been holding back since the mission ended.

Y/n beamed at the tv screen missing the full effect of their words. “Yeah! Because you’re my favorite person in the world and–“ They faltered and their brow furrowed with concern as they finally turned to look at the brunette. “Wanda, are you okay?” Y/n reached out and caressed her cheek with their palm as the witch begun to cry.

“I just love you…so much.” A lone tear trailed down her cheek. “You make me so happy…I-…today was awful and some of the team almost didn’t make it and it was so traumatizing and I just–” A much needed sob broke free from her mouth as she curled into Y/n’s warm embrace.

Y/n began to rock them side to side and soothingly rub their hand up and down Wanda’s back. “You’re safe now, let it all out.” Wanda sobbed harder than before, gripping on Y/n’s shirt for dear life. “I’m so sorry all of you had to go through that.” Wanda continued to cry as Y/n continued to speak.

They sat in silence until her sobs died down to sniffles and her eyes had stopped producing as much tears.

Y/n moved to pull away then stopped as Wanda whimpered. “Put your head up for me please.” Wanda complied, sitting up straight with their arms still around each other. “I love you.” Wanda felt another sob building up in her throat. “And I’m so so proud of you.” Another sob broke free but Y/n continued to speak as they wiped away Wanda’s tears. “Today was really hard and you did such a phenomenal job–yes you did.” Y/n reassured as Wanda began shaking her head. “You did a good job because you did your best.”

Wanda pulled away from their embrace, her body immediately felt the rush of cool air surrounding her. “I didn’t even tell Pietro where I was going, I just left and came straight here to you because I just felt so overstimulated and…and broken and scared.” Y/n nodded, holding their palms together. “And I know I did a great job but fuck why did my life have to be this way, I’m still here, I’m still the scared little girl who hid under a bed with her twin brother for 3 days after realizing our parents are gone and dead and…” She felt herself begin to descend into a panic and placed one hand on her chest and the other on her head. “I’m tired. I’m so tired.” She choked out.

Y/n took both Wanda’s hands in their own. “Baby, look at me, hey-” Their eyes met. “I’m right here, okay? Everything is okay now, the team is okay, your brother is okay and you are okay..you’re safe now.” Wanda blinked. Y/n brought Wanda’s hands to their chest and took a deep breath in then a deep breath out and continued this until Wanda began to follow suit.

It took five minutes until the normal color returned to Wanda’s cheeks and blood no longer felt like it was rushing to her ears. Y/n placed their hand on Wanda’s cheek, smiling as the witch sighed out of content. Wanda turned her head and kissed their hand before she spoke.

“Can you show me more of…Westview?” She asked softly while making eye contact.

“Only as long as you promise to move there with me…and also order us a pizza.” Y/n bit their lip and grinned as Wanda giggled.

“I promise.” Wanda took her phone out of her pocket and snuggled into Y/n’s side as the number for their favorite pizza place began to ring. “Extra cheese?” She hummed as Y/n kissed the top of her head.

“Sounds great.” They replied and began to decorate Westview as Wanda ordered them enough food to have leftovers for the next day.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x yn #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #Westview will one day be you and Wanda’s home :) #marvel #the avengers #elizabeth olsen #animal crossing new horizons is mentioned several times as someone who has been obsessed with it almost a full year now m #I’m surprised it took me this long to include it in a fic #the Wanda Maximoff content you didn’t know you needed #Wanda and reader love each other very much #I lowkey started crying as I was typing this #pietro will be alive in every story I write idc #marvel mcu #mcu fandom #mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #mcu x reader

[swaqcenix]

this is coming soon.. (cough i hope it lives up to it's request as i'm still writing it and it's in works) but i'm definitely enjoying writing! <3

#peggy carter x reader #peggy carter x gender neutral reader #peggy carter #brief mention of wanda x reader #wanda maximoff angst #yandere #yandere!peggy carter #wanda maximoff x yn #wanda maximoff kidnapping #marvel fic #mcu fic #marvel imagine #marvel #mcu #requests #peggy carter smut

[bi-disaster-yn]

See You in Westview

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Summary: AU where Wanda takes over Westview to be with Y/N, which just so happens to be the town that Joe Goldberg and Love Quinn have decided to settle down in.

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader; Love Quinn x Reader

18+, Minors DNI! Contains: oral sex (R giving), hair pulling, semi-public sex.

A/N: I am very sorry this took so long! But hoping it’s worth it :))))

“What are you looking at?” Wanda asked, pulling your stare away from Love to face her. She’d wrapped a silky red robe around her small frame and was looking at you with her arms folded.

It made you feel extremely vulnerable as you were still naked.

You moved back from the window and awkwardly pulled your arms over your body as you scrambled for something to cover yourself with.

“You knew she was looking!” You shouted at her as your hands landed on a t-shirt and you pulled it on. Your chest was heaving and your head was swimming. The aftermath of the sex was still surging through your body but it clashed with your anger at Wanda for letting Love see you like that.

“Knew who was looking?” Her voice was sweet but her facial expression was unforgiving. Wanda knew exactly what she was doing.

“Love! You knew she could see us!” You were frantic, throwing your arms up dramatically.

“Why does it matter if she’s seen us?” Wanda was getting increasingly enraged but managed to maintain her poise as she stared you down.

It made you pause and scramble to come up with an answer. Your mouth opened to respond but your brain didn’t cooperate. At this point it was pretty clear that you weren’t going to come out of this without looking guilty.

You tried to speak again but stuttered, feeling hot and suffocated under Wanda’s strong gaze.

“Are you fucking her?” Wanda accused, cocking her head to the side which had notoriously shown enemies much tougher than you that she was a force to be reckoned with.

“What? No!” Your heart and your mind were racing at the same time. Although you were telling the truth, you knew that Wanda could read minds. She’d be able to see the filthy daydreams you’d had of Love. How would Wanda know if they were simply daydreams or memories? Could she tell the difference of you betraying her physically and mentally?

“Don’t lie to me!” Wanda’s Sokovian accent now slipped through as she got increasingly frustrated with you.

It was the first time you’d noticed that the full time you’d lived in Westview, Wanda had spoken with an American accent. It made you stop in your tracks and stare at her with eyebrow raised confusion. You knew Wanda was powerful but the events of the past few weeks in this dreary town were now making you question just how powerful she was.

Perhaps you weren’t going crazy or becoming seriously ill. Maybe there was an explanation for the gaps in your memory or your sudden changes in career and that red mist you’d become far too accustomed to.

“Wanda.” You gulped. “What’s going on?”

“What’s going on, honey,” her sweet American accent returned, “is that my wife is lying to me.”

“Yeah?” You challenged, feeling a bit more comfortable as you pulled on some sweatpants. “Well so is mine!”

Once again you felt the tense atmosphere settle between you and Wanda as you stared each other down. You caught a glimpse of flashing red in her eyes but it flickered. Wanda knew you were on to her and had to pick her next move wisely so as not freak you out. She had to do this next part without her magic.

“I think I need some space.” She decided calmly. “I’ll go stay with Agnes.”

This proposition didn’t seem acceptable to you. In the first instance, although you had been disloyal with your thoughts, you still couldn’t stomach the idea of Agnes being Wanda’s shoulder to cry on. It made your stomach churn: the idea of Agnes comforting Wanda and then using it as a way to take advantage and have her way with her. Wanda was still your wife afterall, you weren’t going to let Agnes in between you just so easily.

Likewise, you still weren’t quite sure what Wanda was doing with her powers to manipulate everything around you. If she left, it would give her a chance to keep you locked in the house and you didn’t quite fancy playing prisoner to her.

“No, I’ll go. I need some space to think.” You said and pulled some shoes on.

Wanda scoffed. “And where are you gonna go?”

“Anywhere but here.”

*

It felt like you had been walking for hours. Each step you drove your feet even further into the ground. You were panting and sweating, trying to find a way out of this godforsaken town.

Every time you thought you’d be close to the edge of town, more blocks of houses appeared to barricade you into this place. Westview was an endless maze of dead-ends with no escape. It was hopeless.

At home or out in the streets, Wanda wasn’t going to let you get away so easily.

You were so deep in your own thoughts that you didn’t even notice the car pull up next to you.

“Hey.” You heard a familiar voice say. “Get in.”

You turned your head to see Love’s friendly face. It made you pause for a second. There were tears running down your face and your cheeks were puffy. The embarrassment of her having seen you being claimed earlier and now catching you crying in the streets brought out a scarlet shade on your cheeks.

“Come on,” she pleaded. “We’ll go to the bakery. We can talk?”

The promise of the bakery: your personal safe haven in this town was magnetising. Before you could register what you were doing, you were getting into Love’s car with her.

“Sorry.” You mumbled as you pulled your seatbelt on. “I didn’t mean for you to see that earlier.”

“Why are you sorry I saw you with your wife?” Love swallowed thickly and gave you an unconvincing chuckle. She was no longer looking at you, instead focusing on the road ahead.

“You know why.” You said definitively, also fixating on the road. You awkwardly folded your arms and suffered the rest of the trip in silence.

At the bakery, Love busied herself with turning the lights on and starting up the coffee machine. You awkwardly followed her in, taking your usual seat and watching her get to work. She was getting clumsy, her hands shaking as she took coffee cups. Her actions were frantic and thoughtless as she tried her best to maintain a sense of normality.

“Love.” You said, pulling her out of her distracted daze. She turned round to you with her eyes widened.

“I don’t know what the fuck I’m even doing!” Love confessed, throwing her hands up in the air. It took you aback and you settled further back into your chair with your eyebrow raised, waiting for an explanation.

“I have a husband, a baby, my own business. Perfect little white picket fence life. This is what I always wanted!” She continued, as if trying to convince herself rather than you.

You sat rooted in your chair still staring at her in bewilderment. She looked back at you desperately, her chest heaving as she took you in. Disheveled, you sat there in the t-shirt and sweatpants that you’d scrambled to cover yourself with earlier. It made you feel like a mess but Love was captivated by you. It was a glimpse of your domestic self. This was the part of you only Wanda had been given the privilege of seeing up until now. Love was jealous, wanting to keep you like this all to herself.

There was a tightening in your chest as you felt like Love’s intense stare had penetrated your skin and she could see right through you.

“So why the fuck can I not stop thinking about you?!”

The shouting startled you. At the same time, it invigorated you. It confirmed all your wildest fantasies about her were now a possibility. The almost kiss from the week before was deliberate. She brought you cupcakes because she missed you and wanted you. The feelings you had for her were mutual.

Cautiously, you stood up from your chair and moved towards her. Love felt vulnerable and started to draw inwards to herself.

When you reached her, you pulled her in by her waist and pressed your lips against hers and accomplished what you had failed to do the week before.

Love was reluctant at first but slowly started to relax into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around your neck, desperately pulling you as close to her as physically possible. She moaned into the kiss as you moved your hands down to grope her ass.

You kissed her with a fierceness unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. Both of you moved your heads in perfect synchronisation as the kiss deepened. It was like you were born to do this.

Drawing back from the kiss your lips latched on to her neck, desperate to feel more of her. She let out some needy gasps, raking her hands through your hair.

You moved your hands to the back of her knees and picked her up so her legs were wrapped round your waist. She let out a giggle, having been oblivious to your super strength before. She was as light as a feather to you.

You placed her down on one of the tables, kicking the chair out of the way. She looked up at you with innocent eyes, begging you to lead the way. You were only too happy to oblige.

Smirking, you unbuttoned her blouse to reveal a lilac lace bra. It matched her amethyst pendant which sat perfectly on her chest. You leaned down and started to kiss and nibble at her collarbone and chest, bringing out little satisfied mewls from Love.

“You’re beautiful.” You muttered against her skin. She was truly beautiful, the way her body responded to all of your little touches. She arched her back into you, almost as though she was trying to merge you both into the one person.

“You make me feel so much better than he does.” She rasped back, her voice raising in pitch as you bit and sucked at a sensitive spot on her chest. It made you feel euphoric: having won this invisible battle between yourself and Joe.

You responded with unbuttoning her jeans and pulling them down along with her underwear. Eye contact was maintained as you got on your knees on the floor in front of her and hooked your arms around her bare legs. She looked at you expectantly, her mouth agape and she shuddered in anticipation.

You didn’t keep her waiting long as you dragged your tongue along her glistening sex. It drew out a loud groan from her and she threw her head back. You got to work with your tongue, settling into a nice pace and moving in a circular motion.

“Oh, GOD.” She moaned, taking a fistful of your hair. From your spot on the floor, you continued to look up at her as though you were staring at an angel. The way her face contorted with pleasure at how you were making her feel sent shivers down your spine.

It made you feel lucky to be able to provide her with this elated joy. Between your legs you felt your own flutter of excitement. Giving Love this pleasure with all the lights on in the bakery and no shutters; this time you didn’t care who saw you.

Love was very vocal, letting out exasperated and guttural moans, her grip tightening on your hair which incurred a nice burn on your scalp. You kept her legs firmly in place as you continued to flick your tongue against her clit.

“Just like that, right there.” She panted, feeling the build up of her orgasm. You obeyed and ghosted your fingertips over her thighs to increase the sensitivity.

She let out little excited moans and gasps then proceeded to chant your name out like a prayer as she was pushed over the edge. You lapped up her juices and continued to work your tongue to drag her orgasm out for as long as possible. She let out a final scream and rested on her elbows, staring down at you on your knees in front of her.

You rested back on your heels to get in a more comfortable position. Gazing up at Love with adoration, your heart skipped a beat as you saw her expression change.

She sniffled and a tear rolled down her cheek. You frowned and moved to comfort her, presuming that she was upset at the infidelity that had just been committed. She stopped you with the shaking of her head.

“I’m sorry.” She mouthed at you.

There was no time to question what she meant as a blunt force knocked you unconscious and everything turned to black.

*

The sharp pain in your head was magnified by the bright lights beating down on you. You blinked a few times to try and take in your surroundings.

You were trapped in a glass box situated in the middle of a dark room. The absence of windows suggested that this was a basement. You deduced that you were still in the bakery based on the heavenly smell of cakes that are fresh out of the oven.

Although, this only caused further confusion. Love had always been a sweet and inviting character up until now. Surely, she couldn’t be capable of manipulating a crime like this.

Suddenly, you realised you didn’t actually know that much about her. You’d built up an idea of her in your head and only paid attention to the positive things about her. The gorgeous woman and loving mother whose husband didn’t appreciate her. Perhaps Love was a criminal mastermind and you were just none the wiser.

Manoeuvring yourself on to your side and resting on your elbow, you prayed that this was just a dream. A very very bad dream.

“Well well well, look who’s awake.” The voice sent a sharp jolt of dread through your body. Your eyes widened as you looked up at to come face to face with the woman holding you captive.

Agnes.

Except, she wasn’t in her usual attire. Her hair was static and crazy, she wore a long purple gown that looked like a Halloween costume. She looked neurotic and gleeful, seeing you trapped in your box.

Next to her stood Love, who was shaking uncontrollably. She gave you an apologetic expression, the tears still cascading down her face.

“Agnes?” You choked out, your voice weak and hoarse.

“Oh dear, let me introduce myself properly.” She smiled back at you menacingly. “The name is Agatha Harkness.”

Agatha paced outside your cage twirling her fingers which let out little purple sparks. As she did so, the amethyst pendant that adorned Love’s neck twinkled and her eyes shone a deep purple.

The necklace wasn’t a present from Joe or her friends or even a treat to herself. It was a tool that Agatha used to keep her little servant in line.

It became very clear that Love might have been the braun of this operation, but Agatha was the brain.

“You see I’ve been wanting to get to your wife for a little while, Y/N. To get her power, learn all her little secrets. She can’t use that power like I can.” She stopped, turning to face you and held your gaze.

“With the hand of my little helper here and her husband’s odd little glass box contraption,” she put her hand on Love’s shoulder who then tried to wriggle out of Agatha’s grasp. “I now have the perfect thing to lure her in! Her wife, who she loves so much that she took over an entire town to be with.”

“Her wife, who has just betrayed her. Hopefully, the pain of that will make her weak enough for me to strike.”

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[jemilyswhor3]

Mentee

A/N: I made this last year AND requests are open!!! (I'm begging someone to request wanda and/or nat 🙏🙏🙏)

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Female!Reader

Warning: smut, masturbation, idk what else tbh as I said this was made last year, mommy kink maybe, dom!wanda, sub!reader, this mentions aos cause I made this when I was OBSESSED with aos

Summary: Wanda caught you doing something and confronts you with her assumption

Word Count: 4k

You had a big crush on your mentor Wanda, but you don't make it look obvious. You wanted to be seen as someone professional and serious, not a bubbly girl who has this insane crush on her mentor. You only steal glimpses of the redhead from time to time whenever you can, and she smirks and looks back down whenever she caught you. You often slip off, daydreaming about the most sinful things she can possibly do to you, and it's either Kate nudging you to get off fantasy land, or long enough to realize Wanda had caught you, which makes her giggle.

You were on your way to Natasha's class, you realized that you were the only one attending it since the rest of the mentees were in Fitzsimmons' class, which you attended earlier. You opened the door, and to your shock, you saw Wanda.

''Where are the others?'' Asked your mentor, seeing you enter the room alone.

''They're in Fitzsimmons' class.'' You replied.

''And why aren't you there?'' She asked again, tilting her head.

''I attended the class earlier today.'' You replied, awkwardly heading your way towards her.

''Mhm.'' She hummed to your response.

''Where's agent Romanoff?'' You questioned, gesturing where to your right hand.

''She's on a mission. I'll be her sub for now.''

''How long will her mission be?''

''Wanna get rid of me much?"' Wanda chuckled.

''No- no, it's not like that. I- I was just wondering since she told us to master Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, which we were supposed to perform with her today.'' You awkwardly replied.

''Well, we won't be doing any of that, since I don't even know what that is.'' She smiled.

''Oh. What we'll be doing then?'' You asked, confused about what she had in mind.

''Freestyle.'' She proudly stated.

''Freestyle?'' You repeated.

''Yeah, I mean, why not? I was planning on the mentees practicing with each other, to find out what they're best and good at, but it seems like we'll be practicing together.'' She raised her shoulders and headed her way to the center of the room.

''Okay, that seems... cool.'' You said, dropping your gym bag on the floor.

''Just to heads up, I will be using my powers.'' She cleared out.

''What?!'' You asked, confused.

''Don't worry, I'll just use it to throw stuff at you-'' She gets cut off.

''YOU'LL THROW STUFF AT ME?!'' You respond, frantically.

''No- no, just small harmless objects. Besides, it was gonna happen anyway. Stark updated the inquiries, and it makes sense since powered people are also on the list of bad guys. And you get first-hand experience.'' She winked at you.

She was never this... flirtatious? I mean, maybe she is? You only see her in her class, and sometimes bump into her. You've never had a one-on-one event with her before. Her actions left you in shambles and in a blushing mess.

''Okay, then.'' You nod and prepared yourself for what was about to come at you.

The first couple of times, you were able to dodge and hit the objects before they could touch you. But in time, you lose focus on the woman you're training with. You never got the chance to look so closely at her for a long period of time without it trying not to get caught by her. It was so hard to focus when all you can think about is your mentor. Your mentor Wanda, whose figure is perfect, her red locks in a ponytail, her leggings sculpting her ass, the way she moves to avoid your punches, and most captivating of all, her slender fingers with her scarlet power, swinging left and right as she tries to defend herself.

God, you can only imagine what her fingers could do to you. Inside of you.

''Ouch!'' You winced.

''Oof. Sorry. Caught you off guard there. Seemed like your thoughts are elsewhere''

Yeah, elsewhere to the deepest of your imagination.

''Are you okay?'' She asked, rubbing your back.

''Yeah, I'm fine.'' You replied shaking your head.

''Are you?'' She cupped your chin for your face to face hers. ''That doesn't look good.''

''Don't worry, it's just a scratch. Shall we continue?'' You deviated from the conversation.

''No, I don't think so.'' She replied, shaking her head whilst she moves your head to check out for other possible scratches. ''We were about to come to a close anyway.'' She took her arm off and headed towards the benches. ''You should probably go to the med-bey. Or to the kitchen, if icing is all it needs.'' Wanda suggested, opening her bottle to take a drink.

You nod in response as you rush your way to the kitchen, upset that your time with the redhead had been cut short. The only opportunity you probably had with her to have a one-on-one.

After fixing yourself up, you head to your designated room and cleaned yourself. You changed into a black camisole and some short shorts since you felt comfortable sleeping like that. You dried your hair and went to bed as you dim your lights to head off to sleep.

As you lay there, you weren't able to sleep, as your thoughts were clouded by Wanda. Nothing. But. Wanda. You couldn't stop thinking about earlier. About how gorgeous she was, how she was caring towards you, gentle towards you, how you two shared such intimacy, that you savored every second of, and yet again, her hands. Her slender, veiny hands moved around the room as if they owned it. How she controlled and moved it, and how you're so attracted to every single movement of hers.

First, it was all thoughts of admiration, then you start to immensely think of the nastiest thoughts. You didn't even notice your hand shift underneath the covers, teasing your clothed cunt. Stroking it up and down as you feel a wet patch create between your thighs. You can feel yourself close to your peak until you heard the door open. You shifted your hand off and besides you and jolted up as fast as you could. You look up, and there you see...

''Wanda?'' You said, eyes wide, shocked to the core.

''You're still up?'' She replied, awkwardly standing by the door. ''What are you doing?''

''Insomnia.'' You stated. You weren't lying though, you had been having trouble with your insomnia lately, but in this case, it's clearly not the cause.

''Nothing else?''

It intrigued you how invested she was in what you were doing before, and you believe that she didn't really see you do anything, since you had blankets covering you. ''Nothing.'' If nothing meant impulsively touching yourself to the thought of her.

''What brings you here?'' You asked, bringing your knees up to your chest, hugging them.

''Was about to drop this off. You forgot them.'' She said, dropping your gym bag on the floor.

''Thanks.'' You replied, looking at your gym bag.

''Yeah, no problem.'' She turned around and made her way to the door. Before she left, she turns right back around and asks you the same question. ''You sure you weren't doing anything?'' She asked, brows furrowed.

''No, nothing. Why?'' The question also made your brows furrow.

''It's just that, I swear I heard you hide your moans right before I entered.''

Her revelation made you a hot mess. Your eyes are wide open, unable to utter a word in response.

She walked closer to you and says, ''Oh, don't try to hide it, detka, I know you've been thinking about me. In class, in training, and just a few minutes ago when you lied about not doing anything, when in fact, you were touching yourself to the thought of me.'' She leaned closer to your face, almost not leaving a gap between the two of you. She pulled back and sits on the mini couch you have at your bedside.

She reads my mind? You thought to yourself. Beforehand of starting to work on the compound, it was mandatory to learn basic skills and techniques to barricade your mind, and Wanda respects too much of people's privacy to even invade their minds without their consent or valid reason.

''I know what you're thinking, detka. And I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. The moment you walked in the door, I knew you had to be mine.'' She creeped out a sinister smirk.

''But- we were-''

''Please, those mandatory skills are nothing. I can easily access anyone's mind whenever, wherever. Besides, your thoughts are too loud not to read.'' She laughed mischievously. "You really think some lessons could stop my scarlet magic?"

Well, that's comforting.

"Don't stop on my account. Go on. Continue. I know you were close before I entered. I just needed to see you for myself." She made herself comfortable on the couch, opening her legs, and relaxing her hands on her thigh.

You simply went under the covers. I mean, what else could you have done? Not obey her?

''Don't hide away from me. I wanna see all of you.'' Her voice became raspy with her Sokovian accent showing.

You slowly, shamefully, took off the covers on top of you, revealing you in your black velvet short shorts.

''Aww, you look so adorable in your shorts. Real deal definitely is better than what I've imagined.'' She laughed in a raspy tone, pouting at the sight of you in your shorts. ''Now, take them off.'' She commanded.

''What?"' You whispered.

''Take your shorts off.''

You slowly slipped your shorts off your thighs, then knees, until it was already in your ankles and you tossed them around somewhere with your foot. You lay comfortably in your bed as she watches you. You close your eyes, letting go of every single thought and worry in your mind and letting it get infiltrated by thoughts of Wanda. You weren't quite sure if it was you or her putting it on your mind, but either way, you were sure you were gonna think of her anyway.

Wanda watched you as your hands roamed around your body. Your eyes closed. Teasing yourself. You played around with your nipples through the fabric, making them poke through the cloth and making you whimper for more touch.

"That's it, baby. Please yourself for mommy." Her voice came from close by... too close.

You open your eyes to look at her, yet she's nowhere to be found on the couch.

"I'm right here, draga." She said, sitting on the other side of the bed beside your legs.

You close your eyes yet again, continuing your movements around your perked-up tits.

"You look so good, detka." She praised you while she takes one of her hands under her pants. "Take your top off." She demanded.

You obliged her request. Peaking a bit through your eyes while you take your top off, you saw her touching herself, and that made you feel hot flushes on your cheeks. You tossed your top someplace else, revealing your now fully bare chest.

You comfortably settled back down as your hands traveled on top of your chest. You draw circles on your nipples, occasionally pinching and pulling them to help the tension between your thighs. You removed one hand away from your chest, moving it towards your wet center.

"Uh, uh. Don't touch that pretty pussy of yours until I say otherwise." You opened your eyes while she said her command, seeing her shake her head as she spoke.

"Bu- I-" You whimper.

"Aww, is my little draga all wet and needy down there? Do you want mommy's fingers to please you, mhm?" She said with a mocking pouting face.

You eagerly nod while biting your lip. Waiting for a response or command for her to state.

"Yes, yes you are." She said while mirroring your movements, mocking you.

"Take your panties off. I wanna see that pretty little cunt of yours." She smirked.

You shake your panties off until they were on your ankles. Wanda used her scarlet magic to bring your soaked underwear to her view.

"I'll be keeping this." She said, taking her hands off her pants, as she grabbed the pair that was previously floating in the air.

She looks back at you whilst restoring your underwear in her pockets. Seeing your legs closed with your arm in the middle, but not touching your center.

"Come on, detka. You should know this by now. Open." Wanda gestures both her hands to signal you to open them. You slowly open them, revealing your dripping pussy. "Good girl." She praised, making you feel butterflies. "So wet, and all of this for... mommy?" She stoped and looks at you, waiting for a response.

You nod in reply, but that wasn't enough. "Use your words, darling" She spoke with her Sokovian accent showing when she said "darling".

"Yes- yes, mommy. All for you." You whimpered out.

She groans at your response. "Have I been teasing you too much? Should I have knocked earlier?"

"Mhm." You replied, biting your lower lip.

"Well, I'm right here, now. And I will guide you through all of it." She said, bopping her head, signaling you to mirror her movements, and you do.

"Are you gonna touch me?" You asked, needy.

"We'll see. If you're a good girl that follows mommy's orders, then maybe I'll consider it."

Her response made you feel ecstasy following around your body. Ready to follow any and all of Wanda's rules for her touch in reward.

"Now be a good girl and get comfortable." She stated as you suit yourself in bed."Nice, nice." She whispered. "Now, close your eyes-"

"But, I wanna see you, mommy." You whimpered, pouting.

"But, that's not mommy's orders. Now, close." She said as she leans in to close your lids with her index and middle finger.

You keep your eyes close as you stayed steady, waiting for her next instructions.

"Bring your hands up to your chest, and tease your nipples." You do as you are told. Your nipples erect at the sensitivity of it.

"Aww, so sensitive, aren't you?" She teased, seeing how fast your body reacted to your touch.

You nod in response. You continue to play around with your chest, while Wanda slowly moved her hand under her pants. Touching herself to the sight of you.

You took a peak at the redhead, seeing her enjoy herself while her eyes are closed to her own imagination. You took one of your hands off your chest, to which you slowly glided to your touch-starved center.

"Don't you dare continue what you're about to do." The witch exclaimed.

You jolted your hand away from your lower abdomen, staring at a furious witch, whose orders you just disobeyed.

"I-I'm sorry, mo- I ju-" You stuttered.

"You've been a bad girl. Disobeying mommy's orders, when I thought you of all people wouldn't even think about such a thing." She sinisterly laughed.

"I'm so-" You tried to apologize.

"Oh, no, detka, it's too late for that. It's time for punishment." She smirked.

Your thoughts were nothing but the idea of Wanda finally touching you. She opens your legs with her magic, and you roll your eyes at the sensation. She uses her scarlet powers to feel the wet dripping mess you are on the outside. You let out a moan at her sensation.

"Pl-please... mommy." You managed to let out.

"Do you want me inside of you, mhm? Want mommy to fill you up?" She mocked.

"Y-yes please."

"Yes, what? Come on, it seems like you're forgetting my name."

"Yes, please mommy." You let out in between moans.

"Since you've been naughty, mommy's not gonna touch you. In fact, I'll make you regret what you did, and teach you what happens to sluts that disobey their mommy." She taunted.

She inserts her scarlet magic inside of you, moving her left hand to the rhythm while the other was back under her pants.

You let out a moan at her sudden movement. Your back aching, toes curling, while your hands grip the sheets.

But, it didn't feel right. You felt something, but you also felt... nothing? It feels like something is touching you on the inside, but you couldn't really feel anything around you. This. This is the way of teaching you and making you regret disobeying her. The sensation of her touch, yet, also craving it, since she isn't really inside of you. How it aches between your legs, and how you crave her touch. For her to actually be inside of you.

You open your eyes, looking at Wanda with her mouth shaped like a small O with her eyes shut. You hesitate to disrupt her from her peak, but you couldn't help the feeling between your legs anymore.

"M-mommy..." You whispered. "Mommy..." You hesitated again.

"What is it, detka? You aren't supposed to be talking. Remember, you are being punished." She replied, breathless.

"I- I was just wondering if you could allow me to touch myself?" Your requested, head bow down while asking, ashamed of the question.

She opens her eyes. Her eyes became siren, staring back at you. She took her hand out of her pants, while she continues to do what she was doing with the powers in her mind. She crawls up to you and stops on your lower abdomen. She looks at what mess you've become between your legs, and then back up to you with a smirk. She moved her head in between your pussy and starts to talk.

"You wanna feel something inside you, mhm?" She asked, her facing your cunt. "Do you prefer mommy's fingers, mhm?" She teased.

The vibrations from her voice sent shock waves through your core and gave you goosebumps all over your body. You whimper then and there while she spoke.

"Mhm." You hum in response.

"Use your words, honey bun. I know that pretty little mouth of yours can do that, right?" Her Sokovian accent was taking control of her.

"I-I want you inside of me, please, mommy." You begged while you look down on her.

"Too bad. If you followed my rules, you would've been fucked right now to the point where you can't even stand up. This is what bad girls get when they don't follow the rules." She informed.

God, she wasn't kidding when she said you'd regret it. The fact that you would've been fucked by the Wanda Maximoff if you just kept your hands away from where it wasn't supposed to be.

She sat back up and made her way to the other end of the bed again. She continues to please you with her scarlet magic while you lay there as a moaning and whining mess.

She kept thrusting her magic in and out of you, and soon enough, you feel your peak reach.

''Mo-momm-'' You stuttered, eyes closed while you grip tightly on the sheets.

''Aww, is my baby gonna come? Hmm?'' She mocked.

You nod at her response, unable to utter words out of your mouth.

''C-can I?'' You asked politely. Hoping to get on her good side for her to allow you.

''Not just yet, you need to do something for mommy.'' She yet again took her hand off her pants and crawls up to you. ''Do you wanna come, baby?'' She cupped both your cheeks and you nod, eyes still closed. ''No. I want you to look at me and tell me.'' She demanded.

You slowly open your eyes and they gladly met hers. Her eyes, obviously filled with nothing but lust stared back at you.

''Yes, mommy. I wanna come. And I'll do anything!'' You exclaimed.

She hums at your eagerness and compliance and replied, ''Good girl, 'cause I need you to eat mommy out, okay? Can you eat mommy out?"' She cooed close to your face.

Your eyes widen at her request. You still can't process that she- Wanda Maximoff, your very very hot mentor that you've been attracted to since day one- wants you to eat. her. out. You thought that you wouldn't be able to touch her- or vice versa- since she was punishing you for being a bad girl, but turns out she might've just forgiven you.  ''Okay, mommy.'' You respond eagerly.

With the sway of her hands, her pants were thrown somewhere in the room, leaving her in her panties. She crawls up to you and situated herself in between your legs. You can see how wet she is through her panties. You teased her clothed clit, swirling your tongue around it, making her whimper.

"Enough teasing. I want you inside me." With the snap of her finger, her undergarment was nowhere to be found in front of you, leaving her bare with her glistening pussy ready to be eaten out. Your eyes widen at the view, unable to move a muscle.

"Well, come on, detka. Show mommy how much of a good girl you are." She demanded.

And with that being said, snapping you from what you should be doing, you slipped your tongue through her wet folds, getting a soft and low moan out of her. You moved your way up and down, teasing her clit, but not fully going through with it.

"Right there, right there." She repeats, almost out of breath.

You continued lapping on ber g-spot as she grinds closer to you. Her scarlet magic never leaving the presence of your own pussy, also driving you over the edge.

"'M so close, baby." She says in between moans.

You feel the knot on your stomach tighten, and you knew you were just as close as Wanda, but the leverage you had over her was: you know what'll make her come in an instant.

You swirled your way to her clit, and she was token back by your gesture. Hitting a spontaneous shock through her core, causing her to reach her peak.

"I'm gonna come, moya lyubov. Mommy's gonna come." She said, almost out of breath while she grinds herself onto your face.

"C-can I come too mommy?" You asked for permission.

"Yes, detka. Come with mommy." She allowed.

As she continues her scarlet motions into you and your gestures onto her, you both came undone with both the pleasurable look on your faces. You cleaned her up, slurping every drop of her release, as yours drip from the sides of your thighs and into your bedsheets.

"You did so well, malysh." She cooed, cupping your face from below her. Strands of hair touching your face.

"Anything for you, mommy." You replied, kissing her palm beside your face.

She smiled and gets off your shoulders. She dressed herself up while you watched her. You were still pretty groggy and unclear to what just happened, unable to utter anything.

She comes up to you and whispers in your ears, "You've been such a good girl for mommy. And this won't be the last. Next time, if you aren't gonna be too much of a needy whore again, mommy might just touch you herself." She cooed, tucking some strands of your hair back.

"Thank you, mommy. And I promise, I'll be good next time." You respond.

"Good. Because if you're still the needy whore you were earlier, I won't go easy on you. You get that?" She smirked, and you can feel it brush your ears.

"Y-yes, mommy." You giddily replied.

Wanda stood up and headed her way to the door. She pulls back up and says, "Oh, and don't forget to clean yourself up. We don't want that pretty pussy and bed of yours to be all dirty for our next time." She leaved off with a wink that left you in shambles.

You did as she told, cleaning yourself up. It was quite hard going back to sleep after such an interaction with your mentor, but after a while, you finally drifted off to sleep.

Waking up, you saw a care package placed on your chair. A dress from Wanda for you. You smile at the thought of her aftercare and what she could possibly do next as your relationship grows with her. But most importantly, how last night isn't the last and there will be next times for your mommy to treat you as her own, like you are.

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[lesbesapphic]

Mean Wanda AU

Summary - Wanda and You are stuck in an elevator. That's it.

Warning - angst, mean Wanda , panic attack , claustrophobia, etc

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“Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while."

"Ugh." Wanda kicked the elevator door in frustration and your eyes widen when the lift shook slightly. "The fuck Wanda.." You exclaimed in annoyance mixed with fear at her actions. "Don't do that." You placed your hand on her elbow.

"Don't tell me what to do."  Wanda snapped and pushed your hand away harshly causing it to hit the wall of the lift. You hissed in pain and for a moment regret flashed in Wanda's eyes but replaced immediately with the same look of distressed.

"Fine. Do whatever you want." You pushed away from her as much as the confined space allowed you to. It had been happening for awhile now the elevator's power going off every once in a while resulting in people getting stuck in there. You two usually avoided getting in the elevator but lost in your bickering, you walked in there with Wanda following insuit, wanting to have her last word. Now you both were going to be stuck for atleast half an hour. You took out a book from your bag and sat down on the floor, hoping to pass the time quickly.

Not even two lines into the book, Wanda's constant foot tapping made you look up to the brunette, "Could you please stop that?" You asked and Wanda turned looking down to where you were sitting and you observed how agitated she looked. It was a little weird but you didn't think much of it, probably her not being able to check her phone.

"No. Just two more minutes and I am gonna break this door down." Wanda declared looking up at the vent and you got up as well, "What the fuck is your problem? It's just a matter of 20 minutes. You can't sit without your phone for 20 minutes?" You asked crossing your arm waiting for her to answer.

"It's..It's not that.." Wanda tried speaking but stopped and looked down at your book instead of you. This behaviour of her was very out of character, by now Wanda would have replied to you with a witty insult about your lack of social life or choices of friends but nothing, instead she was trying to explain her problem. It was weird.

"Wanda.." You stepped forward, placing your hand on her elbow, "No! Don't touch me.." She pushed your hand away and you looked into her eyes, the panic in them when she saw how close you were to her, sweat forming on her forehead. You instantly pulled away, "Okay Okay! I won't!" You held your hands up in the air watching as Wanda tried to keep her breathing in control. It was as if she was having a panic attack then it clicked.

"Wanda..are you claustrophobic?" You couldn't help but ask when the older girl nodded, her hand placed on her face her whole focus remaining on her breathing. You turned around searching in your bag for a water bottle, "Here." You handed it to Wanda who frantically grabbed it from you, trying to open the cap and when she failed to do so, you could see the panic rising within her very quickly.

Wanda pushed the bottle toward you and you could see the tears bubbling in her eyes and you looked away, quickly taking the bottle and opening the cap for her. She took big gulps of the liquid and turned around away from you, placing her head on the wall as she tried getting her breathing under control. You knew it was taking everything in her to not breakdown and she was desperately searching for control as she wasn't the one who to be vulnerable in front of anyone. Especially you.

You stayed quiet while Wanda got herself under control, observing the change in her breathing going back to a little normal. The brunette turned around and when she noticed you staring at her, she narrowed her eyes at you causing you to raise your hands in surrender, "You feeling okay now?" You asked and Wanda opened her mouth to reply and the look on her face told you that she was going to say something sarcastic but refrained herself and nodded instead before moving down to the floor, sitting against the wall. You decided to do the same and took out a book to read, occasionally glancing at the girl next to you incase she needed anything.

"Do you want me to read it to you? It might take you to a different place." You offered quietly when Wanda looked much more settled, the panic simmering down to intense anxiety, you could tell by the way, she was scratching the skin of her arm to distract herself. Wanda glanced at you and nodded after a moment. You didn't understand why your heart ached at how small and vulnerable the older girl looked, despite the leather jacket and the piercings, one look at her and no one would believe the terror she creates in people everywhere she'd go.

You flipped through the pages of your Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone, deciding to read about the quidditch match, hoping the description of open sky and freely flying through it may distract her from the closed space she was in. You started reading, occasionally glancing over to Wanda who after a page of reading looked significantly calmer, she had stopped picking at the skin of her arm which felt like a huge relief to you.

The familiar scent of lavender mixed with cigarette engulfed your nose faster than the surprise when Wanda inched closer to you until your arms were touching and you glanced up at her, stopping your reading, "My head hurts.." She stated and you nodded softly, "Do you want me to stop reading?" You offered and watched as she shook her head, the familiar look of distress falling on face again and you wondered what was triggering it now and how you could take it away.

"No..The reading is good..it helps." Wanda reassured and you nodded urging her to speak up, "I just want to lay down but the floor is too dirty for my hair.." She trailed off and you looked at the floor and nodded in agreement. Wanda's eyebrows furrowed and you could see the frustration building up on her but you didn't know what she wanted. You couldn't just magically conjur a bed for her.

"Y/N!"

"What? What do you want me to do?" You asked putting the book down on the floor and giving Wanda your full attention, panicking a little at not understanding what the older girl wanted you to do to ease her distress.

Wanda groaned and pushed your hands off your lap, placing her head on it and lying down on the floor sideways. Your eyes widen at the physical proximity of the two of you and you were snapped back into reality when the older girl spoke again, "Read." You could hear the embarrassment in her voice and decided to not trouble her further, continuing with your reading.

Not even two page through and suddenly Wanda grabbed your hand that was on your side and placed it on her head, it took you a moment to realise what she wanted you to do and you slowly started running your hand through her hair, massaging the scalp with your shaky hand, your heart beating faster when you started noticing the little details such as how soft her hair were and how she was making those soft content humming noises and redness in her cheeks. Wanda snapped you out of your thoughts again, "Read." She commanded softly and you instantly started reading to make her comfortable.

Every now and then you would glance down at Wanda who would be humming in contentment and listening to every word you say as your hand moved through her hair. You would have to admit that being this close to the older girl was sort of nice. And as much as you wanted the elevator to start again, a very selfish part of you would be missing being able to comfort Wanda and being there for her when she needed you to.

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[inkblot-inc]

The Bigger Picture

Summary: See what happens when you undermine your boss AKA the one who's paying your bills...

Pairing: ???Wanda Maximoff x Hyena!Mutant!Reader

[S.S AU Masterlist]

Warning(s): This is an 18+ AU so MINORS DNI. Also Dark Themes in general. There's smut in the first half of this one: strap-on usage (r giving) oral sex (Wanda recieving). There's some pretty crass language as per usual on my end, I can’t think of much else but let me know.

Note(s): I present another the start of another AU, ladies and gentlefriends! Where did it come from? The deep reaches of my MIND not all that deep really, I just can't stop my brain from scratching like an addict- but it's pretty decent for fall/spoopy season I think. I hope y'all enjoy :3

Word Count: Just a bit shy of 2.1k

*squints* I give NO ONE permission to repost or translate my work. Make your own shit!

You remember seeing the world through younger eyes. The scene around you is blurry and out of focus with only the barest hint of awareness of tears running down your face. The only thing you can make out is a man’s back, his imposing stature, his cropped hair, and how his figure seems to get smaller and smaller as he walks away from you. His apathy is the clearest; his steps never falter, not does her look back at you. You feel like an outside viewer as you watch a hand, your hand, continue to reach for him. You fight in another person’s grip as you're being dragged away.

“Baba please! Help me, I don’t wanna go!”

The lack of response through the high winds only made your yelling feel louder before your vision was then blocked by a hood over your face. Even if you couldn’t identify with the anguish anymore it still hissed at your nerves, grasping and pulling at you like a desperate whore for your attention…

The continued thump, thump, thumping sound throughout the room brought you back into the moment as you continued pounding the woman beneath you into the velvety couch cushions beneath. The woman’s wavy red hair splayed out and her nails digging into your shoulders as she let her moans fall from her mouth in an unending stream.

She gave a shout as she hit her orgasm and you watched her green eyes glaze over as she gave you a hazy smile, you returned a smaller one of your own. One of her hands slid up your chest to caress your throat, fingers running over the scarring coating the entirety of it.

Her eyes scanned yours in open concern. “Is everything okay? Where did you go just now?”

You merely squinted, “old-times...’s still loud.” Your voice came out gravely and with a creek.

With your thumb caressing her waist, you leaned back to sit upright before using a hand to move her half-unbuttoned blouse further down her arms. With more of the redhead's skin exposed and your head still swimming, you went back in to leave kisses ranging from her neck, down to her collarbone, and even further to the valley of her breasts. You felt the woman's hand take the back of your neck to have you take one of the mounds in your mouth.

The hand you had resting on the woman's waist moved to squeeze her thigh while you eased your strap out of her with a few more slow strokes. You released her flushed nipple with a small plop, your saliva slightly glistening in the light of the office space before you slid off of the couch to the floor.

Getting to a kneel, you keep your gaze on the eyes of the woman in front of you while reaching down by her ankles and fully removing her already ruined panties.

A glint sparks in your eyes as you stare at her still dripping pussy. You lick a stripe up her entrance before lightly sucking on her clit, causing the woman above you to jolt with a gasp.

The woman watches you go back to eating her out with a small crackling chuckle. "You love this, don't you?"

You only look up to meet her eyes, your mouth still working on her. You blink slowly before doubling your efforts on her pussy.

Her head falls back as she continues to buck into your mouth. "Yesyesyes, hah, just like that baby," She isn't especially loud, but the pleading laced in her voice is what drives you to your own brink.

You sink into the moans that come from her lips, soon turning into breathless whimpers as she brings your head impossibly closer to her heat. As ribbons of red made their way into your ears, you let her fog invade your mind and take over.

Everything else melted away into oblivion. You were older now as you watched the tattered dirt path become peaceful grasses, the people became well-rooted trees in full bloom. Armored cars and loaded rifles dissipated into mere accents of a pleasant scene. And at the center of it all, was the same woman as now. her velvet greens staring back at you with a warmth that could make the Niganda sun seem cold.

The redhead's grip tightened in your hair as her movements became more erratic against your face. You brought a hand up to play with her clit and work to bring her over the edge again.

Things were much simpler this way. No confusing flashes of people you don’t remember, no random jolts of phantom pain. You were sure to live in the moment, and your most recent memories didn’t hurt you to think about and when the details became fuzzy you almost missed them.

Your head rested on her inner thigh after you helped her ride out her high. Her finger rubbed just beneath your eye as your eyes locked, reveling in each other. "There you are, right here with me."

And it was all because of her. Wanda.

Wanda held your chin in her hand before she swiped her thumb over your bottom lip and tasted herself. Even with a fresh afterglow setting in, the fire in her eyes never abated. Wanda's power was always there.

That same energy that let her linger in your mind and relieve you of that lost momentum and gave you stability to latch for. You’d do anything to keep that. You’d do anything to keep Wanda.

As you helped her get her panties and skirt back on and make sure the back of her skirt was the front again, your mind was calm at a gentle hum, distant screams of the past going ignored as you helped fix up the couch of her associate’s office.

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Wanda’s mood had noticeably soured since you’d had your fill of each other. Her face had become a mask of neutrality with traces of agitation she just couldn’t seem to remove as she flipped through the papers settled on the desk. It was less decorated than her own; she’d hardly spared a glance at the few picture frames placed on top of the hardwood either. She didn’t want to see more than she’d had to for the day.

Standing up from the leather couch settled on the side of the room, you wandered around the rather plain space aimlessly, looking at the fully stacked bookshelves, more than half the titles going over your head with disinterest. Settling by where Wanda was seated, you faced the door as you heard incoming noise before the doorknob could even jostle.

Murky blue eyes startled as he caught sight of the two of you in his office. The older man wheeled himself further into his office before having the door shut behind him. Your eyes stayed on him, unwavering. “Wanda, to what do I owe this unexpected visit? I was called out of a very important-”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Better yet, who do you think you are, Xavier?” Wanda wasn’t interested in wasting time with false pleasantries.

“What exactly are you referring to, Wanda? I’ve done nothing but do as you’ve asked.” Wanda carefully kept her face blank as she observed the bald man.

“Keeping a wire on not only my vehicles, but my associates’ as well. Getting your grunts to try and tap my phone calls. They’ve gotten especially sloppy within the past few weeks, by the way. You should talk with Scott about that. All this to gain the favor of one Mr. William Stryker,” She placed the photos one of her skulkers took from their meeting a few nights ago on the table.

“Is that exact enough for you, Charles?”

You watch the man’s shoulders tense, a crease forming in his brow. You can clearly smell his nerves building while Wanda is still deathly calm. Her hands stay steepled in front of her face by her mouth, her eyes squint every now and then as she continues to observe the man.

“I've only given false information I assure you-”

“I know it is, because I basically spoon fed it to you and your men. You know nothing I don't want you to EVEN with you haphazardly bugging my house. Now, what I want to know is how you didn’t think I’d catch on. Do you think I’m stupid, Charles?” There is a noticeable edge in her voice now and the hairs on the back of your neck began to bristle, reacting to her aggravation.

Charles spoke up quickly “It was a part of the plan to have eyes in higher places, for the sake of all mutants, Wanda!”

The accent of her voice grew thick as her tone dropped lower. “Do not try to insult my intelligence, old man. You’ve done things here and there to try and undermine my headship when you think I won’t notice, but you will not pull this. Stryker is a sad little leech who wants to eliminate us all and has no qualms about being vocal about it. You want to try and make nice, fondle the balls of a man who wouldn’t bat an eye to exterminate mutants? You simply won’t be classified among us.”

As Wanda spoke those last few words, you watched as a familiar red aura surrounded Charles, her eyes glowing bright as Charles howled in pain as a pale blue aura rose out of his body where he sat. You almost thought Wanda was going to kill him then and there before his screams settled down.

Charles was breathing heavily, his form hunched over in his chair before his eyes widened with realization. “My powers…”

“You wanted to appease the mortal man, now you can live and die counted as one of them. Your bootlicking wife will be too once my people find her.”

“Hee-he-hick,” A feral giggle erupted from your mouth as you watched him carry on belligerently.

“You leave Moira out of this! we’ve done nothing but look out for you, Wanda! Your father would-”

“What did I say about insulting my intelligence? You and my father were at odds throughout his entire headship. You know nothing of what he would do nor what he would want.”

She slid more photos onto the table, the other man in them tickled something in your throat as recognition passed through you.

Wanda tapped on the man's face with her pointer finger, "This man. Tell me where he is."

Charles peered over to look at the photo, his nerves a bit all over the place. "Pierce? I've no idea Wanda, he's been gone for days now. You have to believe me,"

Wanda tutted her tongue as she brought her hands back in front of her. "I don't have to do anything, but I do believe you. Unfortunately for you that makes you completely useless to me, Charles." She pursed her lips in a faux pout.

You could almost see the man shaking in his chair as he went on indignantly. You wound up tuning him out as he kept going on about loyalty and nonsense.

‘Do I kill him now?’

Wanda reached back for your neck, running her thumb over the scarring over your throat. “We’re just about done here, but Charles can see himself out, I believe.”

Charles couldn’t even properly understand what was going on right away because, one: He was in the middle of explaining how the original members of the syndicate needed to stick together, and two: He can’t read minds anymore. I mean, what’s he going to do now?

“You can go see if the college across town has any openings, but you’ve been relieved of your position with Maximoff Unlimited as well as the Scarlet Syndicate which will be vacant as of today, effective immediately. Now you can roll yourself out of this office, or I can have Y/n here escort you out. They don't seem too keen on being delicate with you.”

You tilted your head as a choppy rumble passed your lips. The prospect of handling the man yourself was very appealing right now. Charles likely recognized this as he made his way to the door himself. Red mist opens the door for him.

“Smart choice. So you do have some sense left. Oh, and Charles?”

The man stopped in the doorway, but didn't turn to look at Wanda.

“The next time you try to throw me or my company under the bus, remember who put you in that wheelchair.”

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[thatonebrazilian]

Sanctum ~ pt.2

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3...

Summary: Sanctum (noun) 1. a sacred place, especially a shrine within a temple or church. 2. a private place from which most people are excluded. After everything that happened, WestView became your sanctum. And you would not let anyone desecrate it.

(In which SW!Wanda shows up in a universe where her variant is dead. There’s only you and the boys. But this Wanda had never met you in her universe, and you were way too damaged and traumatized to let her in.)

A/N: OMG GUYS, I'm blown away by the amount of love and positive feedback this fic has gotten. Thank you so much, this means a lot to me! I really hope this next part is gonna live up to your expectations.

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MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS SPOILERS AHEAD

Warnings: A lil bit of Dr. Strange bashing, and cursing. I think that's it.

Word count: 1677

“My name’s Y/N, and…” you said, looking at Strange and the Chavez girl before bringing your gaze back to the witch “this is Earth-Delta… Your new home, if you don’t have anywhere else to go.”

The girl, America Chavez, took a step forward, there was a desperate look on her face. “You can’t! She’ll send her monsters after me again! She wants my powers!”

Her fists were closed, a white glow surrounding them, but it soon disappeared as Doctor Strange placed a hand on her shoulder, taking a step forward as if to challenge you.

“America’s right, her powers are unique, in the wrong hands they could do irreparable damage.” He said, his eyes then leaving you to focus on Wanda, a snarl marring his features “And we can’t leave Wanda free to do whatever she wants to this universe, not after everything she’s done already.”

You took your eyes away from the sorcerer and looked at the young girl with a hardened look on your face. “You humans think you’re so special, so exceptional” you scoffed, eyes focusing on the doctor once more “what makes you think her powers are unique at all? And what makes you think you have the right to decide who gets punished and who gets a free pass?”

Strange took a half step back as if he wasn’t expecting you to point fingers at them. He furrowed his brows as he looked at you, his fists clenching.

“You humans?” America whispered, looking at him.

The sorcerer didn’t pay her any attention though, he seemingly gathered his courage and took another step forward, his head held high.

“Do you not think what she did deserves punishment after all the lives she took?” Strange asked then, pointing at this version of Wanda as if she were a criminal.

It was your turn to clench your fists; there was a part of you that would always crave to deliver punishment to those unworthy, to be what your Father created you to be, but you couldn’t fall back into your old habits, not after all Wanda and Natasha sacrificed for you. Not if you wanted to protect your children, to see them grow…

“Don’t you think you deserve it as much?” you asked through a clenched jaw “after all if you had just given her the girl, none of those deaths would have happened.”

“No,” it was the Scarlet Witch that spoke, her wide eyes looking right at you as if you somehow had the answers she’s been seeking “he’s right, I…” she started to cry again, her eyes then focusing on the boys.

You felt your heart breaking all over again as you took in that sight, the redhead kneeling dejectedly on the floor, her green eyes red from crying, her face tear-stained. Seeing her like that just reminded you of how you couldn’t save your Wanda, your darling witchy, nor Natasha, your beautiful widow; they were gone, you couldn’t protect them.

You and the boys were left alone, left here to forever remember the smiles you’d never be able to see again. But at least you had them, Billy and Tommy, and after all that happened you swore you’d protect them from everything, even if it meant protecting them from yourself.

And this woman before you was a threat; she came into your universe unannounced, attack you and put your children in danger. You should be protecting Billy and Tommy from her… But she didn’t want to hurt them in the first place, did she? This… This was still Wanda, and she clearly just wanted her boys back.

But that was the thing, wasn’t it? They weren’t her boys, they were yours.

“Ma, what’s happening? Who are these people? Why are they trying to hurt you?” as if on cue Tommy asked you, his eyes landing on the witch.

You saw the heartbreak in this Wanda’s eyes when she heard Tommy’s words, when she heard him call you mom, but there was nothing you could do to ease her pain. These were not her kids, they were yours.

“Billy, Tommy,” you said in a grave voice, the sound booming inside the house, gathering everyone’s attention “why don’t you go upstairs? This is adult business.”

“But-” they tried.

“Now.”

The boys left; you knew they’d be listening from upstairs, but all you wanted was for them to be as far away from these people as possible until you had everything figured out.

You looked at Wanda again, then, and saw the heartbreak you felt mirrored in her eyes.

“You’re already being punished,” you said, barely above a whisper “your children get to call someone else mother, that ought to be enough.”

Strange took yet another step forward, the furrow in his brows evident. “How is it punishment if you’re giving her what she wanted all along? This is more of a reward, if anything.”

You turned to give him your full attention. You didn’t know if he was just the kind of person that saw everything in black and white, good and bad, with no middle ground; or if he simply was taking something out on her, like maybe his frustrations, maybe his unhappiness, maybe his grief.

“Is it really a reward if she’s only getting back what was rightfully hers all along?” you asked then, your eyes boring into his.

“Those children were never hers, she made them using magic.” He said, gritting his teeth.

You tilted your head a little. “That’s what every mother does.” And upon hearing those words the Scarlet Witch looked at you with wide eyes, a small smile playing on her lips “Let me ask you something… Do you believe in souls, Doctor Strange?”

“What kind of question is that?” the girl, America, butted in, still clearly agitated about the prospect of Wanda being free.

You didn’t pay her attention, though, your eyes were still trained on the sorcerer.

“Answer me. Yes or no?” your voice took a graver tone.

He hesitated. “Yes.”

“Souls? Really?” America scoffed.

“They’re real,” Strange said, tearing his gaze off you just long enough to look the girl in the eye, as if to tell her through that single look how serious this was “it’s one of the most complicated, forbidden topics in magic; not many people know they’re real, few have seen them, even fewer have any power over them, but they are. Real, that is.”

“So were Billy and Tommy,” you said, trying to keep your voice from wavering “the ones from your universe.”

“They were real,” Wanda said, seemingly getting mad again “if they weren’t, they wouldn’t exist in every other universe.”

The doctor shook his head. “You created them using-”

“It doesn’t matter how she created them,” you cut him off, raising your voice once again “they had souls of their own, which means they were alive. They were real.”

“How would you know?” he asked, his head still held high as if he thought himself better than you.

“Because I felt it when they vanished, I felt their souls leaving, I felt them going back to…” you were saying through gritted teeth, but you didn't want to say too much, so you closed your eyes and took a deep breath “I can feel every soul from every universe, Stephen Strange, and let me tell you, those boys were as real as you and me.”

The sorcerer looked at you with wide, fearful eyes then. “How’s that even possible? What are you?”

The star-shape portal behind them flickered and closed, America’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open. “Shit! I can’t re-open it!” She said, making motions with her hands again, and again, but to no avail. She kept the portal open for too long, now she was probably drained.

Strange looked at the girl before bringing his eyes back to you, not giving her much attention “Where is the Wanda from this universe? How are you even strong enough to hold off the Scarlet Witch?”

Tired of all this mess you ignored both of them, your eyes back on Wanda. You walked towards her and got to your knees, your faces now inches from each other, your eyes meeting.

“I need you to promise me something,” you said then, but she didn’t say anything back, just kept looking at you “I need to know that you’ll never do anything that could potentially harm Billy and Tommy.”

She gritted her teeth, her eyes going scarlet-red again. “I would never-”

“But you did already,” you cut her off, looking deep into those glowing eyes “you, by attacking me in this house, put them in jeopardy. I need you to promise me you’ll never do something like this again. I don’t care if you want to fight me, but do so far away from my kids. If one of them gets hurt because of you…”

You closed your eyes tightly once more, not being able to stop yourself from picturing the mangled bodies of your children.

“They’re my sons too” Wanda insisted.

You shook your head. “I don’t want to hurt you, Wanda, but if my children are in danger, I’ll do whatever it takes to protect them. I guess you know the feeling.”

“You can’t really think we’re just going to let her go after everything” Strange said, his hands surrounded by yellowish magic. The Chavez girl just nodded, getting into a fighting stance, her own hands glowing white. You had forgotten they were there for a second.

A heavy sigh left your lips. “It’s time for you to go.”

And just like that, with a wave of your hand you opened a portal to their universe, using your magic to push both of them through it, leaving only you and this version of Wanda in the living room before closing it again.

“Are you going to behave or should I send you away, too?” you asked.

She closed her eyes tightly and nodded. “I promise I’ll never put them in danger.”

You nodded back, got up and extended your hand.

“Let’s go then, let’s introduce you to our sons.”

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Wanda: good morning

Y/N: *silence*

Wanda, starting to panic: g-good morning?

Wanda: did I do something wrong? am I in trouble?

Wanda: I’m sorry for whatever I did, unless it was the slapping Tony thing

Y/N: sorry I spaced out, what about Tony?

Wanda: he’s an ass

Y/N: that’s been established for a while

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This One Is Mine || Series Masterlist

Billionaire!Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader (Modern AU)

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Summary: As a billionaire and a successful business woman, Natasha has everything and lives her lavish life with her best friends. What will happen if Natasha wants you but Wanda gets in between?

Warning: I think this is considered Dark Fic. 18+ lots of sexual tensions, swearing words, drug use and alcohol consumptions. (Let me know if I miss anything)

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A/N: Hello peeps! It's me again with a new mini series. Yes, I know.. I know.. I have started few series lately while I have other series / one shots i have to get them done. This was supposed to be a oneshot but it turned out a very long one ( almost 12K words) so I decided to make this a mini series. As if right now, I consider this series is "done" but I made the ending open just in case I want to (have the time) to write more or if there are enough readers want more chapters in the future. This fic was inspired by the song Undressed by Kim Cesarion. Happy reading!

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