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togrowoldinv · 8 months

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Sleepover

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

When Yelena invites you to go home with her for the weekend, you spend some time with Natasha. She finds out you haven’t been with anyone before and offers to be your first

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, innocent reader, oral (R receiving), hot older Natasha

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When your friend Yelena asked you to go home with her for the weekend, you agreed easily. It sounded like a fun time to spend with her and meet her family and friends back home.

But something else was motivating you too. Her very attractive older sister.

You’ve met Natasha before. She helped move Yelena in along with their parents. The redhead was nice to you that say. You’ve seen her countless more times through the phone while she’s FaceTimed Yelena.

So, there’s no denying you have a crush on her. Especially not when you enter the home and she’s standing in the kitchen with very little clothes on.

“We’re here!” Yelena calls out.

“Good to see you, sestra,” Natasha says, coming to the foyer. “I was just coming in from the pool.” She hugs her sister and kisses her cheek. “And it’s y/n, right?”

“Yeah, it’s nice to see you again,” you say.

Natasha smiles in agreement. It’s nice for her to see you again too. She turns back towards the kitchen and you can’t help but watch her body as she does so. The bikini bottoms she’s wearing leaves you able to see most of her.

“Hey, eyes off,” Yelena snaps at you.

“Sorry,” you reply.

You two go up the stairs and put your bags in Yelena’s room. She gives you a quick tour of the house before you two decide to go get lunch.

“We’re going to the diner, Nat. Do you want anything?” Yelena asks.

“No thanks. But hey, Mama is cooking dinner so eat a lot now,” Natasha says.

“Is she not a good cook?” You ask. Both of the girls chuckle. You’ll take that as a yes.

“Come on.” Yelena pulls you outside to her car.

You listen to the usual music as you drive there. Inside, you find a bustling group of tables and food that smells delicious.

Yelena knows a few people and they call her over to their table. You follow quietly.

“Yelena, you’re back in town!” A boy says excitedly. He stands up to hug her.

“Yes, yes Peter. The life of the party has returned,” Yelena says.

“Welcome back,” a girl speaks up this time. You recognize her from photos. She glances at you. “I’m Wanda.”

“Y/n,” you supply. “I’m Yelena’s roommate.”

The table greets you and you two sit down with them. Yelena orders you way too much food. The conversation is easy to join in on even though the friends have known each other forever.

They tell you about a party later tonight and Yelena says you’ll be there. When you go back to her house, Natasha is dressed in a cropped tank top and blue jean shorts.

“Yelena, malyshka!” Melina greets her. She hugs her even when Yelena protests it.

“My girls back in the same home!” Alexei adds in. He hugs Yelena too.

You politely greet them and ask if they need any help with dinner. They sho you away from the kitchen.

Yelena goes up to her room to change so that leaves you in the dining room with Natasha.

“So, how’s school going?” Nat asks.

“It’s going well. Not as hard as I thought it would be,” you say.

“You must be one smart girl then,” Natasha says.

“I’d like to think so.”

“And how’s Yelena doing? She doesn’t ever have much to say about it all.”

Natasha looks genuinely concerned about her sister.

“Yeah she’s good too. I make her get up for class most days,” you say. That makes Nat chuckle.

“Thank you for looking out for her,” Natasha says. She stands from her seat and places a hand on your shoulder. Her grip is strong as she looks into your eyes. “I owe you. If you need anything, let me know, okay?”

“Oh- okay,” you say. Something about her words seem loaded with meaning.

Yelena comes back downstairs and the rest of the family comes into the dining room. Dinner goes well. You enjoy the banter of the group. Soon, you head off to the party.

It’s fun for a while. You meet some more of Yelena’s friends and have a few drinks. Nothing crazy. But when you’re ready to leave, Yelena has her eyes on taking someone home.

“Yelena, let’s go,” you say. The girl is drunk, you can tell that much.

“Kate is coming with me!” She says. You know they have a history, so you don’t even question it.

“Okay. Come on, lovebirds.”

You get back to the house okay and Yelena runs off with Kate to her bedroom. You figure that leaves you with the couch and no clothes to change into.

You’ve only been sitting on it for a few minutes when Natasha comes down the stairs. She catches sight of you.

“My sister kick you out?” She asks.

“She’s having her own sleepover,” you say with a dry chuckle.

“Brutal,” Nat teases. “Come with me.”

“What?”

She doesn’t reply, but you follow her anyways. Upstairs, she directs you into her bedroom.

“You’re not sleeping on the couch, y/n,” Nat says. She opens her drawers and takes out a shirt and shorts for you. “And you’re not sleeping in those clothes.”

You don’t argue with her. You only go down the hallway and change into the clothes. Natasha likes the way you look in her clothes.

She pulls down the sheets next to her and gestures for you get in. You slip under them, enjoying the feeling of a real bed under you.

“Thank you, Natasha,” you say.

“Of course. Sorry my sister is a shitty host,” Nat says.

You lie back on the pillows. Nat turns to look at you. You hold eye contact with her.

“It’s okay. She’s all tied up in that girl.”

“I know. Surely, someone is all tied up in you too,” Natasha says.

“Nope,” you say dryly.

“No? Why not?” Nat asks.

“It’s just not really happened for me yet,” you admit.

“That’s okay,” Natasha assures you.

“What does it feel like?” You ask. It’s somewhat rhetorical but you also want to know Nat’s answer.

“To be in love? Or to have sex? It’s not the same thing,” Nat says.

“Either.”

“Hm, well what about kissing someone? Have you done that?”

You shake your head and turn away shyly. She reaches her hand out to turn your face back towards her.

“Do you want to?” She asks.

“I- um-“

“We don’t have to,” Nat says. “But I thought maybe this is how I could repay you for looking after my sister.”

“Yes,” you say.

“Yeah?”

“Please yes,” you say.

Natasha smirks and leans in. She stops a couple inches from your lips. Your heart beats so fast in your chest.

She closes the distance and kisses your lips. You barely move, not really knowing what to do or how to kiss her back. But Natasha doesn’t mind. She deepens the kiss.

And you pick up on how to do it quickly. She grins against your lips. Your hands move across her chest to grab her breasts.

“I’m sorry,” you say when she pulls away.

“No, don’t apologize. I’m willing to go as far as you want, y/n,” Natasha says.

“Then keep kissing me,” you say, already feeling addicted to her lips on yours.

Natasha obliges and kisses you again and again and again. Soon, both of your shirts are discarded. Natasha isn’t wearing a bra and the sight of her above you makes you stop in place.

“You’re so beautiful,” you say, admiring her perfect body.

“Thank you, detka,” the Russian falls off her tongue. “Let me show you how beautiful you are too.”

Nat slips your bra off and immediately takes one of your nipples in her mouth. It’s a new sensation. One that you absolutely love. She listens for every sound you make to see what she wants to do more of.

You moan out loudly when she moves her hand down your abdomen and under your shorts. Her hand brushes against your folds and your body jerks in reaction.

“Is this okay?” Natasha asks. Her voice is deep, breathy.

“Yes please, I want you,” you say.

“Okay, baby. Lay back and relax. I’ll take care of you,” Natasha says.

She kisses down your body as she moves to lay between your legs. Your shorts come off along with your panties. You’re self conscious about no one ever seeing you like this before, but you feel better when Natasha dives in.

Nat places kisses around your center and her tongue moves through your folds. She takes her time worshipping you. You try to lean up on your elbows to watch but the pleasure is so strong that you have to stay on your back.

“Fuck Nat. That feels so good,” you say when her thumb brushes over your clit.

“I know, sweetheart. Be a good girl and tell me more,” Natasha says. Her voice vibrates against you.

“I want to come for you to Natasha. I want you to be the first person to make me come,” you say.

“Fuck,” Nat mumbles against you. She grinds her own pussy against the bed.

It’s only a few more minutes before you’re getting a feeling like you’re about to come for Natasha.

“I think- Nat- I’m going to- fuck,” you mumble as your hips move erratically.

“Come for me, y/n. You can do it,” Natasha says.

And you do. For the first time, you understand what it feels like to be taken care of.

“So fucking good,” Natasha says as she cleans you up.

She moves up your body and kisses your lips again. Her tongue moves against yours as you continue to get the hang of it.

Natasha lays next to you to catch her breath and let you catch your own. Her hand intertwines with yours.

“That’s what it feels like,” Natasha says.

“Every time?” You ask. You can’t help the grin on your face.

“No, not every time. But when you really like someone, yes.”

“You- um- you like me?”

“Yes, y/n,” Natasha says. “I really like you.”

You whisper a small yes and Natasha chuckles. She kisses your cheek.

“Can I- um-“

“I’d love for you too, but you don’t have to, babe. I’m okay with just pleasing you,” Natasha says.

“No, no. I want you to feel good too.”

“I already do,” Nat says. “But yeah if you want to, go ahead.”

You smile and shift to lay over Natasha. She kisses you deeply before you move down her body.

Natasha helps you please her in all of the ways she likes. By the end of the night, you’re both exhausted but so happy.

You fall asleep in her arms and wake up to the beautiful sight of her sleeping. She wakes up and snuggles further into you.

After a few good morning kisses, you get dressed and go downstairs together. Yelena notices you wearing Nat’s clothes and the two of you sharing secret glances.

But she only smiles. She always knew you two would find your way together.

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natsarrownecklacx · 11 months

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Her Darling Girl

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 732

Summary: Soft Mommy Wanda who loves to take care of her girl in more ways then one.

Warnings: Smut, Minors DNI, serious thigh riding kink, mommy kink, praise kink, mutual masturbation. If I missed anything lmk.

A/n: Basically just a thought that turned into a sort of babble.

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Wanda loves to buy you lingerie. In the last two years of your relationship the blond has bought you countless pairs.

She always says it’s because she wants to treat her “precious girl” to nice things and that she wants you to feel as pretty as she sees you to be.

But you know she just adores the sight of you in whatever lace piece she picks out for you. Loves watching you model the outfits that send her brain into overdrive.

You also know that Wanda uses the lace sets as an incentive for you to go along with her game. Wanda loves to make use of the house, giving you different places and things to “ride for mommy.” It’s an obsession of hers really, having you do it three plus times a day at least.

You’ve learned that her favorite things to make your grind on are the big teddy she got you for valentines last year, one of the extra stuffed pillows she keeps at the end of the bed and of course her thigh.

There’s just something in Wanda that seems to snap when she has you dragging yourself across her thigh, your moans and panted breaths being directed into her ear.

Sometimes, when she’s in the mood for a private show, she likes to sit back and watch you get yourself off on whatever object Wanda has deemed good enough that day.

She always looks so mesmerized when she watches you, as if she was seeing something magical.

Sometimes she even slips her hand into her pants or starts to grind down into her own chair. She just can’t help herself. Watching the way you get yourself off by her command, seeing how desperate you get, hearing you moan about how good it feels. It’s just something Wanda will never get tired of.

Sometimes she likes to guide you, with her hands on your hips, showing you how to grind down “to make it feel really good.”

You already know the best ways to move to make yourself feel good, but the nurturing and slightly condescending way she “teaches” you only makes it feel better.

Wanda also loves to praise you. You’ve learned that she loves how flustered you get when she calls you a “good girl” or tells you “you're doing so well for Mommy.” Sometimes you think she gets off on it as much as you do, considering how much she uses those words.

You distinctly remember a few weeks ago when Wanda came home feeling extra pent up. She’d walked in on you making dinner and immediately picked you up and put you on the counter, pulled down your pans and told you to grind down on the marble slab.

She didn’t care that you’d still had your panties on, or that you were in the middle of doing something, she knew you’d comply with her instructions.

Wanda sat in a chair she pulled opposite you and watched you do as she told, rolling your hips against the counter, your hands pressed firmly on either side of your body.

She was simply enjoying the show in front of her, feeling it sooth her frustrations, until you let out a needy moan calling for her. “Mommy, please.”

Wanda trailed her hand down to her pants, quickly slipping it inside and telling you to “be a good girl for mommy and keep rubbing yourself on the counter.”

She’d told you to keep your eyes on her as you did so, and you did. You watched as she fucked herself with her fingers, drawing herself closer and closer to the edge until she tipped her head back, moaning about how your “such a good girl for mommy” and to “keep going sweetheart.”

After that she’d brought you into the shower to get you both cleaned up. She’d had you standing in front of her so she could take care of “her darling girl.”

She’d washed your hair gently with shampoo and conditioner, taking care to mind any tangles and not hurt you. She also used a washcloth to clean you up, making sure you feel all fresh.

But of course seeing you bare in front of her light that fire in her again and she couldn’t help but pull you back into her and have you grind down on her thigh “just one more time for Mommy.”

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In conclusion- Soft Mommy Wanda 😵‍💫😵‍💫

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loveisanimaginarydagger3000 · 8 months

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The Babysitter Masterlist

Summary: In need of money and a way to escape the problems at home, you get a job babysitting two lovely boys named Billy and Tommy Maximoff. What happens when you start to feel things you shouldn't for their mother? Will it bloom into love or leave you heartbroken?

A/N- I would just like to say that there will be some sensitive issues in this story such as alcoholism, homophobia, anxiety as well as more mature content such as smut so, if you continue to read this, please consider this warning.

Ongoing. Word Count- 158k

Chapters:

1- Meeting the Maximoffs

2- Cookies and Cuteness

3- Falling Asleep On The Job

4- Parks and Puppies

5- Blame

6- Catching A Liar

7- Taking Care

8- Birthday Wishes

9- Shot In The Back

10- A Moment Of Weakness

11- Kiss Me

12- Like A Date?

13- Let's Go Home

14- You're All I Want

15- I Want To Make You Feel Good.

16- A Way To De-Stress

17- Hesitance

18- I Love You

19- Hopelessly In Love

20- Is Someone Jealous?

21- Together?

22- I've Got You Detka

23- Welcome To The Family

24- The 'Talk'

25- Beach House Shenanigans

26- Best Birthday Ever

27- A New Toy

28- A Moment Together

29- I'm Going To Kill Him

30- Punishments

31- I'm Here

32- The Right Person

33- Talk To Me

34- Family Night

35- All I'll Ever Need

36- Surprise Trip

37- Meet Me In My Office

More Chapters to come :)

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lives-in-midgard · 5 months

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I found this cute behind the scenes pictures of Lizzie from Avengers Endgame and had to share it with you all. 💗

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a-spes · 2 months

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| THE PLACE WE'VE BEEN DREAMING OF - Imagine (1,109 words).

| Summary - when Natasha enventually gives in, and accept her wife's demand to adopt a pet.

| Tags & warning - Men & Minors DNI, soft dark!wandanat x R, not really pet play but R is reffered to as one (stray/mutt/it), a man being mean, mentions of death, hints of (past) abuse, pure fluff/comfort.

| Author's note - I wrote that quickly because it has been on my mind for so long, and I definitely needed to share it with the world, but hope you'll enjoy it anyway! I'll definitely write a longer version of it when I've time, but for the moment, here goes the first introduction to The place we've been dreaming of alternative universe (and it's only the beginning because i've so many thoughts to share about it) <3

| MASTERLIST — ✧ — TO SAY SOMETHING

it was wands' idea. she had begging nat for years, talking about how good it would be to have a pet, just to bring a bit of life in the household.

and that's exactly what natasha feared. because she likes how quiet, and tidy, her house is. she likes the routine she built with her wife over the years, and she is reluctant to bring another piece in her house.

but how could she deny her wife when she begs her with those puppy eyes?

so she eventually gave in, and they went into a place that's only known by the richest persons. it's kind of a shelter, but instead of animals, human being are sold.

they walked in, wands looking in the cages while nat roll her eyes everytime she tries to have her opinion. "did you find what you want?" the seller asked, and nat looks at her wife that seems to hesitate. "what's over here?" she asked back, pointing to a noisy alley that constrats with the quiet one they've just travelled.

the sellers just dismissed her question, "they're unfit" he just replied, "they're going to be send off tomorrow". "where?" wands asked. "to be killed", he replied, but when he tried to get the conversation back on his best goods, wanda ignored him: she wanted to see these ones. nat isn't surprised, her wife always having a thing for saving broken being, but she still roll her eyes, thinking about the additionnal trouble it'll bring.

so, before the man could say anything, they walk in the alley. the ambience is different. yells, cries, and dark glances greet the women, while in the first alley, everyone's was perfect. nat cringes while her wife walk around, until she crouches in front of a cage that, at the first sight, appears to be empty.

except that, that you are here. in the back of the cage, hiding where the light can barely find you, trying to forget where you are. the noise is frightening you, but your hands covering your ears isn't enough to reduce it. the yells from the other still bugging you.

you've no idea for how long you've been here, but it felt like an eternity. you've been sent back here by your previous owner, it was your last chance, you've been told, and you don't know what's going to happen. when the door clicked, you thought your hour had come, and it only made you curl up further.

but the hand that came for you wasn't harsh. it hasn't tried to grab you. when you eventually open your eyes, your met by the sight of a woman, that's trying to get you to come to her. her voice is sweet. she doesn't yell as you thought she would when you didn't move at first.

the men had to bang against the walls to get you out, which earn him a glance from both of the women. he ignored them. "this stray has one of the worse behavior. she bites, is noisy, messy, agressive, ..." but wanda isn't listening anymore. she is just looking at you, sitting in front of her, unable to ignore the look on your eyes. the fear, and the exhaustion.

you didn't bite. you didn't made a noise. you didn't try to run away.

you only flinched when she reach out to stroke your cheek, but a second was enough for you to lean into her contact. it was so sweet. so gentle. and, for the first time, it felt genuine, and even the slap or the harsh grip you were waiting for never came. she was looking at you with pity, and something you couldn't name yet.

"... she couldn't behave even to save her life, we've tried everything. she's trouble", he adds, still talking even if none of the women is caring about his opinion, "believe me, she'll be better dead", and nat muttered something how he should be the one to die, while wanda didn't listen at all to his speech, all her attention being on you right now.

"you're sure that's the one you want, wands?" she asked, but she already knew her wife would nod, and she is definitely not going to fight her, especially when she sees how attached she already seems to be.

she looked at her while she take a biscuit out of her pocket, just to give a bit to you, but ends up giving you everything when she notices how you inhaled it. her brows furrowing together, but she doesn't say a word. she knows it would be useless to start a scene right now, this man perfectly knowing how bad he is treating you, and everyone else here. or maybe he doesn't, and doesn't realizes, thinking you deserve it, and then it would be pointless to argue with him. in that instant, she wishes she could take them all home, and if she can't, she can at least save one life.

"we didn't even bring her home yet that you're already spoiling her" nat complained, rolling her eyes. a whispered, "she deserves it", is muttered under her breath while the man seems annoyed, "if you're too lenient, you're going to regret it. you need to be firm with these things, you know." "and how would you know?" nat would ask, "apparently it didn't work well, from what you said earlier" and she smirks when she notices he starts to loose his temper, his voice being harsh when he replies, "then do not even think about taking her back when you'll realize how bad she is," just to nat to assure him that he "doesn't need to worry about that".

she isn't found of her wife's choice. she would have prefer it if she choose one of the perfect pet from the first alley. one of the one that wouldn't disturb her peace. but obviously her wife had to go for a stray, a mott, and a broken one by the way. but if there are two things she enjoys it's seeing her wife smiling, and pissing off men that thinks they know everything. if adopting that one allows to do it both at the same time, then she's all for it. a part of her wanting to prove the man that he is just wrong, and is the problem in that story.

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xxxdreamscapexxx · 11 months

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thinking about soft!mommy!wanda overstimulating reader 😫

Oooohhh, that would be so good! She crawls into bed while you're reading a book, feeling comfy and she just settles between your legs, stroking your thighs and pulling your attention away from whatever you're reading. "Do you think you can let Mommy play with your pussy, baby? Please, you don't have to do anything, honey. Mommy will just pull your pretty panties to the side and eat you out a little." She says the words so gently, that you can't say no to her. After the first couple of orgasms, she starts to lick you clean, moaning at how delicious you are and how good you are being for her and you think she's had enough, but she's just prepping you for her fingers and she can't help but smile, when you moan as she enters you. After the third orgasm, you start to protest, but it's short-lived. She's so sweet and gentle, crawling up your body and shushing you with kisses, while her fingers continue to pump inside you, the spark of arousal already growing into a flame. "More, baby. Give me more. I know you can take it. Mommy knows just how needy this pussy is. I can feel you twitching for more. Just lie back sweetie and let Mommy take care of you." After the fourth orgasm, she only uses her mouth, licking at your pussy slowly and softly and lulling you into letting her continue by telling you she'll be really careful. You're even happy to be edged at this point, convinced that you can't have another orgasm, but she doesn't want to play that game. She wants to see you cum over and over again. She refuses to tie you down, even when you struggle and try to wriggle away from her, making you submit with nothing but soothing words and soft touches. "I know, baby girl, I know, but you're doing so well for me." "Lie back down, sweetness, Mommy isn't done with you just yet. Last time you came 7 times for me. I'm sure you can give me at least that many." "Oh, honey, but you taste so good! I just love the way my baby girl tastes. You'll make Mommy so happy if you let her play with you a little longer. I'll just clean you up a little." But it's never just that. She starts at your entrance and she licks away the evidence of what she's done to you and then she moves up again, her tongue swirling over your clit and making you almost cry out from the overstimulation. By the time she's done with you, you're a sobbing mess. You're fisting the sheets desperately, the orgasm giving you pain and pleasure in equal measure and you sigh in relief, when she finally pulls away from your pussy. "God, look at you!" She admires your pitiful state. "You're so beautiful! God, baby, you're just so beautiful!" She's looking at you mesmerized, so utterly enamored by you. "Oh, honey, you should see yourself right now. So pretty. You're absolutely irresistible." Her hands grip your thighs, getting closer to your pulsing pussy, her eyes zeroing in on all the wetness you're still leaking out and one of her fingers ghosts over your entrance, making you arch your back. "Hm... Maybe just one more? Please, baby, Mommy will be so soft and gentle. Just one little finger, baby. It will feel sooo good, you'll see..."

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vase-of-lilies · 8 months

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Late for Dinner

❀ Paring: Wanda Maximoff x Reader (F)

❀ Warnings: Fluff, basically just a cuddle/make out session, kissing, (in)appropriate touching, cuddling, handsy Wanda! Rain, thunder, traffic, worried!reader, and slight nudity (boobiessss)

❀ A/N: This is a little (super short I know) fic to take a break from all the darkness I have been posting haha! I hope you enjoy it! I also wrote this on my phone, so mistakes are bound to appear!

Wanda was never late when it came to dinner. She was always early and eager to help with anything. So when she didn’t show up tonight, your worries had gotten ahold of you, and you started to spiral.

You called her, texted her, Pietro, Natasha, really anyone who would have seen her last. But they didn’t know either. Your anxieties worsened as you heard the thunder clap outside, and you hurried to the balcony. You were met with rain.

You sighed as you hurried back inside, shutting the windows for the night. Giving one last call to Wanda, you hoped that she was alright.

Finally, after what felt like ages, Wanda bursts through the front door. She has her yellow rain coat and matching galoshes on, and you can’t help but smile at her disheveled look.

You rush to her, helping her put her things down and scolding her in the process. “I called you six (6) times! I texted you, I sent you Instagram messages, I even texted Pietro and Nat. They said they hadn’t seen you!”

Wanda could hear the worry in your voice, and see the tears start to pool in your eyes. “Dekta… there was a lot of traffic, my phone died, and Tony kept me longer than he needed to. I should have called from the office, but I had to rush home in time for dinner. I’m so sorry, love.” She says, taking off her coat and pulling you into her arms.

She kisses your forehead, and you smile as she moves down to your nose and finally to your lips. It feels good to be in her arms again, even though you live together.

“Dinner was getting cold, a-and I was so worried about you…” Looking up at her she nods softly.

“I understand, that’s why I stopped at the market really quickly to pick up [your favorite dessert]. I knew I’d be late, so here is how I’m making it up to you.” She holds up the box, and you can’t help but giggle.

“You know I can’t say no to this… but there is one more thing I want!”

Wanda smiles and hangs up her coat. “Oh? And what is that?”

Once she has her boots off, you pull her to the couch and you straddle her hips. “I just want you,” you whisper, kissing her lips while you wrap your arms around her neck. Her hands rest on your hips, but soon her arms wrap around your torso, pulling you against her chest.

She gently rolls you over, your back now against the cushions, your lover on top of you. Her kisses become deeper, and her hand sneaks under your shirt. You smile as you close your eyes, her hand cupping your breast.

“I missed you, sweetheart. I promise I won’t be late tomorrow.” She says, kissing your lips again.

“I trust you, love.” You whisper back, your hand on top of hers. With ease, she helps you slide your shirt off, and you pull hers off as well. The two of you, topless, are happily cuddled together, now side by side. Your head rests on her chest, and her arms hold you close.

“I love you my sweet girl…” she whispers, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead as you doze off to sleep.

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lizziesribbons · 2 months

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Good mommy |

PAIRING:WANDA MAXIMOFF X FEM! READER

Summary: you convince Wanda to let you take charge this once and absolutely destroys her cuz of how excited and desperate you got

Warnings: smut so much smut, holy water is needed after you read this, multiple orgasms, hair pulling, over stimulation, reader being unintentionally rough but so much aftercare at the end > <

Author's note: just reminding you guys that my first language is not English, so if there are any grammatical errors PLEASE IGNORE THEM AND MOVE TF ON. Also I'm pretty fucking awkward when Im writing smut

Word count: 1.6k

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You have no idea how, but Wanda agreed when you practically begged her on your knees to let you take charge today she was pretty indecisive at first but gave in when you constantly repeated the same line over and over again while sobbing "please mommy please I've been such a good girl" making her all hot and bothered at how her sweet girl wants to please her mommy so bad

You instantly took Wanda to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed gently. She looked up at you, not knowing about the vile thoughts going inside your mind about taking her

"You're sure you know how to do this honey?" she asks softly "Yes mama, I'm sure". You assured her knowing she was a bit nervous.

"Good because I only want you to do it if you're comfortable". It made your heart flutter thinking how much care Wanda has for you, she's really the best gf ever. "I want this I promise" you reassured her. "OK good, now go ahead you know where mommy keeps her toys. Go pick one of your favs" Wanda smirks as you practically run to the closet of your shared bedroom.

Wanda starts to undress as she waits for you on the bed while you shuffle through some things in the closet.

When you come back outside, you see a naked Wanda lying down on your bed, her legs open wide as she looks at the toy attached to you with a shocked face.

"Sweetheart, don't you think that's too big mommy isn't used to that" she says, a bit unsure of the size of the strap you picked

"Oh mommy it's not too big, come on it'll be so good" you say, coming towards her.

"Just trust me, okay", you kiss her for a bit and pull back, making her chase your lips, but your hands pull her back by her chest

She raised her eyebrows at the confidence you had all of a sudden when you bit down her neck, making her scream at the sudden sensation.

"fuck baby" Wanda groans as you take one of her nipples inside your mouth, kneading the other tit. She keeps whimpering as you switch between her tits, giving them the same attention.

Your left hand travels down between her hands as your right-hand pins her hands above her head.

Wanda moans out loud as she feels two of your fingers teasing her entrance and collecting her wetness

"fuck mommy you're so wet for me" you gasp as her juices practically drip down your fingers as you bring them to your mouth and suck them clean,

"You're already ready for my strap mommy" you push the tip of your strap as her eyes widen in surprise. As you slowly guide the strap inside, her tears came inside Wanda's eyes. She underestimated the size of the strap as now it was inside her, she could feel it in her lower belly. You gave her time to adjust. When Wanda starts rolling her hips, you take that as a sign to go on.

You took almost all the strap out except for the tip and snap back, hardly making her arch her back.

Your pace starts slow but hard as you fuck her. When Wanda starts matching your rhythm, you go on faster, fucking her roughly at the force which was making the bed move "y/n honey slow down". Wanda somehow manages to say between the moans "but mommy it feels so good please" you whine, holding onto her tightly, pounding her faster.

Wanda throws her head back, arching her back as she just let you do as you please, you bring your hand down to her clit and start circling her clit, Wanda jolted at the action "oh oh god I'm going to-" she screams as she cums hard all over your strap

Not giving her a chance you pull out and turn her around, so she's laying down on her stomach, you open her legs to get between them and align your strap to her entrance again putting it in all at once, making her clutch her eyes shut and grip the sheets beneath her, as you start pounding into her, you push her face into the pillow as she let out muffled screams, you would be lying if you say this wasn't the hottest thing you ever saw, just Wanda laying down beneath you her hands behind her back face in the pillow ass up, your strap going in and out of her at a merciless speed as she screams and cry for more "look at you mommy who would've known you were such a desperate slut" the degrading words only added fuel to the fire "my slutty mommy so good for her little girl just taking her strap so well" your smirk could be heard through your words and oh how badly Wanda wanted to wipe that off your face, but she had to agree it felt good it felt so, so good to just let go "y/n please" she let out a gasp "please what mommy?" you ask with fake innocence "you have a mouth use it to speak." you say as you pull her flushed against your front by her hairs and whisper in her ears "go on say it" pounding into her at an animalistic pace you yank her head "please honey let mommy come she needs it so bad" she whines, her demanding voice made you groan as you bit into her neck, your hand starts playing with her nipples as you fuck her faster knowing she's almost at her peak "go on mommy come for your girl" you whisper in her ears and she sat still her orgasm approaching her soon after making her scream out loud, you were sure the neighbors definitely heard it, but you didn't care, as Wanda went lump against your body you pull out of her slowly making her whince at the emptiness, you undid the harness and throw it away holding Wanda and carefully lying her down, she just closes her eyes still unable to speak "just lay down I'll bring a hot towel and water okay" you whisper softly as Wanda weakly nods

After a few minutes, she feels the bed dunk beside her. She flutters open her eyes and sees you with a towel, a glass of water and a smirk ofc "take that smirk off your face y/n" she whines as she takes the glass from you softly and drinks the water "Come on mommy you have to admit I'm a pretty good top" you say as you clean her up carefully and lay her down between your legs spooning her, taking the glass from her hand and putting it at the bedside table

"Sure you were sweetheart, but you have to understand mommy's still in charge here" she says, still in her flustered state, knowing she will most definitely ask you to take charge again in the future, but didn't want you to win this game "didn't seem like it when you were screaming and begging me to make you cum" you mumble hoping she didn't hear, she turns around and tilts her head "careful sweetheart mommy is too tired to punish her brat right now but if you keep being like that mommy will have to" she raises her eyebrows almost daring you to continue, but you knew better than to argue with mommy

"I'm gonna shutup now sorry". You do the mouth zipping gesture and wrap your arms around Wanda, pulling her in "goodnight mommy". You say as you kiss her head "goodnight sweetheart".

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wandanatsthings · 2 months

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𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

Hey guys so this post might contradict my last but this is something I struggled with and thought others might be able to relate So I thought i'd share. Hope you enjoy it, feedback is always welcomed. New writer.

(P.s Im dyslexic i'm trying my best)

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: Mentions of body type/weight (not specific #), not eating, speaks of being ambushed but does not go into detail. Working out, angst and fluff. Missing S/O. Cursing. Panic attack maybe?/ breaking down sobbing. Stress. I think that’s it. Please let me know if I miss anything :)

Summary: Reader stressed out and doesn’t have an appetite while Wanda and Natasha are away on a mission.

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Y/n Pov

You had just gotten home from a long day at work where nothing had gone your way. It started with the mission reports that you swore you had completed going missing. You had torn almost your whole office apart looking for them. You just could not find them. You had finally accepted the fact that your work day would be spent redoing mission reports. When you got word that you would be sent on a mission to receive some data from Hydra that SHIELD needed. You usually didn’t complain about going on missions but with the mission reports that needed to be redone on top of the report you were going to have to write for this mission to say you were dreading it would be the least, but you packed up, got on your suit and went outside to the landing pad where the quin-jet was right there waiting for you.

When you got there you were able to get the files you needed. The problem only came when you were trying to leave. The heater sensor on your suit detected hydra agents right where you needed to go to get to the jet and by your heat sensor flashing red like crazy you could tell that there were a lot of them. You took a deep breath and started to walk towards them. The closer you got you could count that it was a total of 10 of them. “I can do this,” you said to yourself. The agent closest to you was to the right with his back turned so he couldn’t see you. You decided that now would be a good time to try out your girlfriend's widow bites that she had given you weeks prior. You threw one out towards him and watched it take effect.

That went well you thought but as you went to do the same to the other agents that had their backs to you, You had been spotted. They all came running towards you, some with their weapons drawn, others ready to avenge you with their fist. Luckily after a long gruesome fight, you were able to get back to the jet with all the information Furry needed. You had some scrapes and bruises but honestly, you didn't care. All you wanted to do was get back to Nat and Wanda. After the long shitty day you had, you decided that the mission reports could wait until a later date. When you got back to the Avengers compound furry was already waiting for you at the landing pad with his hand out for the flash drive that contains all the information SHIELD required.

“Do you have the file and what the hell happened to you?” furry said with a curious look on his face. “Yes I have the files and to answer your question I was ambushed.” You said anxiously to get back to your living corridors to shower and finally be with your girlfriends. “Well are you okay?” he asked. Now furry wasn't the type to show his emotions but you had become his daughter much like Natasha so it didn’t surprise you when he voiced his concerns. “Yes I'm fine, just a couple of scrapes and bruises, nothing I can’t handle.” you reassured him. “Okay well, if it becomes anything more go see Dr. Banner and thank you.” With that, he walked away to go wherever furry goes and you headed to your floor where you hoped your lovers would be waiting for you.

When you got there though you were surprised to hear that the house was fully quiet. Are they home? You wondered. To answer your question, you walked farther into the kitchen and you saw a note on the counter. You grab the note, open it and what you read makes your heart sink. “Hi Detka, we're sorry we are not there to welcome you home. We got called on a short mission and should be back by the end of tonight to have dinner with you. Also, I (Wanda) made your favorite for lunch. It's in the fridge, heat it when you're ready. Xoxo Wands & Natty.” You put the note back down on the counter with a sigh. You understood how random missions could be. I mean you just went on an unexpected one yourself but you really wanted your girlfriends to hold you after the crappy day you had and they weren't here. Now you know that's not their fault but you couldn't help but feel just a little disappointed. You walked to the fridge to get the lunch your sweet witch had made for you and when you pulled it out you saw yet another note sitting on top of the cling wrap plate. You took the note off the plate and put it into the microwave so it could heat while you read the note. ��Hi Detka, I hope you got our first note again we're sorry but I made your favorite. We love you!” You smiled at that. You love that they took the time to leave you notes. To you, it showed how much of a priority they thought you were.

By the time you finished reading the love-filled note, you heard the microwave beep. You got the food out, stopped by the drawer by the sink to grab yourself a spoon, and made your way to the dining room table to enjoy a meal that your wonderful girlfriend made. It made you chuckle when you thought back to how Wanda specified that it was her who made it. Both of you know that Natasha couldn’t cook to save her life. When You take the cling wrap off of the plate. Your stomach turned. It wasn’t the food. No, the food looked amazing. It was you. For some reason, you couldn’t bring yourself to eat it. Now this wasn’t new to you. Anytime you had a bad day or things felt out of your control you just wouldn’t have an appetite. It had gotten better when you met your girlfriends. They would always listen to your venting and be there when you needed them. You hadn’t had this problem in a while when they were around. But you were a 24 y/o woman. You were sure you could handle a little stress without your girlfriends coming to your rescue. So you put up the food to come back to it later. While you were waiting for your appetite to come back around you decided to go take a shower and start on all the mission reports you had to get done.

A few hours had passed and it was almost dinner time. You had gotten so caught up in doing your mission reports that you hadn’t even realized that your loves were not back yet. With that, you got up to go ask Tony where they were to see if he had any updates. On your way to Tony’s lab, you stopped at the kitchen to get a water bottle, When you opened the fridge you saw your lunch still sitting there untouched “I'm gonna eat it later.” You said to yourself. When you got to Tony's lab you saw him hunched over looking at what looked like to be floor plans, for what you had no idea but you learned early on in your time here to never ask.

“Hey Tony,” you said approaching him. He looks up from what he’s doing and acknowledges you. “Hey kid, whatcha up too?” “Nothing much, um I was wondering if you had any update on Nat and Wanda? They were supposed to be back by now.” You replied. “No, why do you guys have a hot date planned or something?” He said winking at you. “No, Tony was just wondering where they were.” You say annoyed. He laughs and says “Okay okay um maybe ask Steve? He should know.” “Okay, thank you asshole.” You say with a slight smile on your face as you walk away. “Your welcome ass-hat.” You hear him yell. Although he was a pain in your ass 90% of the time you love the red tin man. You got on the elevator to go find Steve only to realize you had no idea where he was so you asked Friday. “Hey Friday, where’s Steve?” “Steve Rogers is in the gym agent y/l/n.” they reply. “Thanks, Friday.” You say back as you push the gym floor button on the elevator. When you arrive you walk in to see him punching a punching bag. He immediately notices you. “Hey, y/l/n what can I do for you?” He says “Hey cap I was wondering if you had any update on Wanda and Natasha. They said they were going to be back by dinner time. Any idea on where they are?” He looks at you with a sad look on his face. “Yeah, I'm sorry y/n their mission turned out to be not as easy as we thought and they're gonna have to go undercover for a week. Maybe more.” When you hear this your heart drops for a second time this day. “Okay, thanks, Steve.” You say sadly. “You welcome y/n.” He says with a frown on his face knowing how hard it is for you when the 2 red heads are away. When you get back to your floor you decide to call it a night exhausted from the day you've had. As soon as your head hits the pillow you're asleep dreaming that your girlfriends are in the bed with you. While the meal in the fridge sat there waiting to be eaten.

2 weeks. 2 weeks had passed since you saw your girlfriends and since you had a full proper meal. With the stress of work and missing your lovers, you had barely eaten anything more than an apple here and there with some water. Along with that, you had been working out to try and keep your mind off of the fact you hadn’t even talked to them in 2 weeks since it was an undercover no-contact mission. So it was no surprise that that's where you were when they came home.

Wanda’s Pov

When we finally got home after 2 weeks of being undercover all we both wanted was you, food, and a shower. You being the main goal though but when we came into the house it was quiet. We called out to you but no one answered. It was rare that when we returned from the mission you didn’t come running into our arms so excited that we were home so we then decided to ask Friday where you were. “Hey Friday, where's y/n?” “Welcome home Ms. Maximoff and Ms. Romanov. Agent y/l/n is in the gym currently.” They said, “Okay thanks Friday.” I said looking towards Natasha “Let's shower and stuff and then we can go get her and have dinner together.” I say. She nods towards me and says. “Sounds like a plan.” We then make our way to our bathroom to shower.

Nats Pov

After Wands and I shower I headed into the kitchen to get some water while she put on lotion. When I went into the fridge I was surprised to see that the meal Wanda made you still sat in the fridge untouched beside the note being gone. I then looked around more in the fridge to find that nothing else had been touched either. Everything was in the same place as how we left it 2 weeks ago. I then looked around the entire kitchen to come up with the same results. So I called Wanda out here to tell her what I had found and with one look we both raced to the gym to find you. When we got there we could see you through glass, running on the treadmill but when we walked fully inside the sight we saw broke our hearts. You were thin. Like unhealthily thin. Now you weren't even overweight to begin with so with all the working out and barely eating it was enough that within 2 weeks you looked sickly. At the sound of Wanda's gasp when she saw you. You finally noticed them standing there.

Y/n Pov

I was running on the treadmill with my headphones on when I looked up and saw the women I had been longing for for the past 2 weeks. I quickly shut off the treadmill and ran towards them. When I finally reached them I just hugged them, they immediately both hugged me back but something felt off. When I looked up at their faces both of them had tears in their eyes. I let go a little and asked them “What's wrong, Is everything okay? Are you guys hurt?” I say checking over them frantically. When I'm satisfied with my check I look up to them and what comes out of Wanda’s mouth makes my stomach turn."Have you been eating?” she says shakily “What do you mean? Of course, I've been eating.” I say getting a little defensive. “No you haven't’ the meal Wanda left for you before we left is still there and nothing has been moved in the kitchen or the refrigerator. Is everything okay? Are you sick?” Natasha asks. As soon as she asks that You break down in tears. All of the stress of the weeks prior catching up with you all at once. “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” You say sobbing and falling to the floor. Wanda and Nat both catch you before you can reach the floor and bring you into their laps just holding you and whispering sweet nothings. When you've finally calmed down Natasha is the first one to speak. “Do you wanna tell us what's going on or would you like to talk about it later?” “No, we can talk about it now,” You say, your scratchy voice from crying.

While you're preparing yourself to tell them everything from the past weeks you feel both of them kiss your forehead and that's what gives you the strength to start talking. “Um before you guys left I had been having a rough day. My mission reports had gone missing and they were due soon and I had got sent on a mission that was supposed to be easy but then I got ambushed.” As you say that Wanda interrupts you and asks “Are you okay, did you need to go to medical?” while checking over you just like you had done minutes ago to the both of them.“I'm fine don’t worry,” You say kissing her hands you then continue. “As I was saying I was ambushed and all I wanted was you guys when I got home and you weren’t there. And don't apologize I can feel you both getting ready too. I understand unexpected missions happen and that is not your fault. When I realized you were not there I saw your first note on the counter which I love. When you leave me notes by the way but then I made my way to the fridge to get lunch. I had all intentions of eating it but when I sat down to eat it I just couldn’t.” You then go on to explain to them that when you're stressed out and when things get out of your control you lose your appetite.

After you're finished talking, Wanda begins to speak. “We are so sorry you had to go through that alone, but as long as we're your girlfriends you won’t ever again have to. Maybe we can talk to Bruce and find you some new coping skills to cope with the stress.” She says “Yeah, what do you think about that sweet girl?” Natasha asks you. You look up at them with so much love in your eyes. “I think that’s a great idea, thank you guys,” You said, giving each of them a kiss. “No problem zolotse,” Natasha says with a smile on her face. “How about we get some lunch?” says Wanda. You look up at them with a small bit of fear on your face having not eaten in 2 weeks you were scared of how your stomach would react. “Don't worry love, we’ll be right here with you.” You hear Wanda say. With that, you all start to make your way to your floor to enjoy lunch. With you thinking that no matter how stressed you got you will always have your girlfriends to make it better.

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dawnoftime22 · 3 months

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Undeserving Of A Love Like Yours Masterlist

| W.M -> N.R

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Series Summary : When you're stuck in a complete hole of confusion and hurt with the one you thought you loved most, a certain redhead finds her way into your life.

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Characters included : Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Goose, Lucky, Liho

Series Notes / Warnings : All characters are living normal lives. (AKA not as superheroes), includes cheating, lying, swearing, getting drunk, relationship problems, Wanda being sweet at first then to a slightly dislikeful character, slow moving series

Chapters :

Chapter 1, "my love, darling, sweetheart." W.M

Chapter 2, for you. W.M

Chapter 3, "be soft please, I love like the entire world is about to fall apart." W.M

Chapter 4, "...because it feels like it will." W.M

Chapter 5, "...and it just did." W.M

Chapter 6, make it okay.

Chapter 7, stranger. N.R

Chapter 8, small details. N.R

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

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togrowoldinv · 9 months

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Concussion

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

When Tony hires you on at Stark Industries, you meet Natasha. She isn’t sure about you at first, but once she offers to teach you self defense things begin to change

Note: I came up with this idea while I was trying to sleep lol. Enjoy!

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The last few weeks since you moved into the Avenger’s compound have been the most interesting of your life.

You met several of the super powered humans, including Wanda and Steve, and Tony gave you a rundown of what your life would be like here.

He hired you as a consultant for Stark Industries, but as a fresh college graduate you didn’t have anywhere to live, so he offered for you to stay at the compound.

You were in the kitchen waiting for more instruction when Natasha, The Black Widow as you only informally knew her as then, came into the room.

“Who are you?” Natasha asked, her defenses up as she looked you over. You didn’t look like a threat but she couldn’t be sure.

“I’m y/n,” you told her. That didn’t clear anything up for her.

Natasha got closer to you and pushed you into the counter with your hands pinned behind your back.

“Who do you work for?” She asked, pressing you firmly. She could tell you were unarmed from the position.

“Tony hired me,” you squeaked through the pain of her holding you like that. “I’m a new consultant.”

Stark entered the kitchen about that time.

“Woah, Romanoff! Ease up on the new girl,” Tony said in his typical tone.

Natasha let go of you but kept close as Tony explained your role here. She didn’t love the idea of a non-Avenger staying at the compound. But she let it go for now.

It wasn’t until two weeks later that you saw Natasha again. This time it was at a party that Stark was throwing. He called it a casual hangout but there must’ve been one hundred people there.

You settled at the bar and had a conversation with Wanda, who you found was also new to the team. She was nice.

But it didn’t take long for your conversation to be interrupted by Natasha.

“So, you’re still around?” The redhead asked you. She looked you over and her eyes did like what she saw. You’d never know it though since she was on spy mode.

“I’m still around,” you answered. “I haven’t seen you around though.”

“Mission,” is all she said. A certain quiet loomed over the conversation before Nat spoke again. “Do you have any intention of becoming an Avenger?”

The question caught you off guard. You were there for business purposes but the idea of running around to help save the world sounded kind of fun too. Still, you were realistic.

“I don’t think so. I’m a businesswoman,” you answered.

“That’s all? No combat training?”

“They don’t teach that in college,” you joked. But Natasha looked despondent.

“Look, y/n, you need some training if you’re going to live here,” she said.

“Why?”

Natasha sighed. “Because you live here with a lot of highly targeted individuals and intel. If someone broke in, you need to be able to defend yourself.”

She made a good point. You wondered why she even cared if you could defend yourself.

But that’s how you find yourself now two days later standing in the training room. Wanda is on one side of the floor and you’re on the other. Natasha is teaching Wanda hand to hand combat and you how to defend yourself.

“Alright, Wanda you’re going to go for y/n. Absolutely no magic. Fight the urge to use it, okay?” Natasha says.

“I’ll try my best,” Wanda replies.

“Are you ready, y/n?” Natasha asks, turning to you. You nod. “Remember what I taught you.”

The fight goes well at first. Wanda doesn’t come at you hard, and you’re able to dodge most of her blows. But eventually she gets more confidence, and you are taking hits from her.

“Block, y/n. Block,” Natasha reminds you.

You block a few punches well. And even land a couple on Wanda. She starts to get frustrated, but you don’t notice.

When you strike her ribcage, her reaction is to send you flying with her magic. You land on the floor with a hard thud.

“I’m so sorry!” You hear Wanda shouting as the ringing in your ears subsides. “I’m so sorry.”

She’s crying. Natasha assures her it was an honest mistake.

“Hey, come on, y/n,” you hear Nat’s voice next. She turns your body over to lay on your back.

The only thing you see is her perfect green eyes with a cape of red hair around them.

“Hi Nat,” you say with a loopy grin. That pretty much confirms you have a concussion.

“Hey y/n,” she replies. She mirrors your smile. “Wanda, she’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” You hear the girl say. You sit up the best you can and look to her.

“I’m perfect, Wanda,” you tell her.

Wanda frowns and looks down at her hands. She’s upset with herself.

“Hey,” you get her attention again. “You’re still learning. It’s okay.”

Your kind words to Wanda make Natasha’s heart melt in a way she didn’t know was possible. She helps you off the ground and it’s then she notices a slight cut on your forehead.

“Let’s go take care of that,” Natasha says, gesturing to your head. She turns back to Wanda one last time before she guides you out. “Wanda, I promise it’s okay. You’ll get better at controlling it. I believe in you.”

The girl nods but retreats her room quickly. You truly hold no anger towards her.

Natasha takes you to the nearest bathroom where she tells you to sit on the counter. You sit as she gets a rag damp.

When she presses it against your cut, you wince in pain.

“I’m sorry,” she says quietly. She doesn’t stop what she’s doing, but she does touch you more delicately now.

She cleans the wound and puts on some cream to protect from infection before she puts a bandage on.

“Thank you, Natasha,” you say.

“Oh, I thought I was Nat now?” She replies.

You chuckle, mostly because you don’t even remember calling her that just minutes ago.

“I think I have a concussion,” you wonder aloud.

“Yeah, I think so,” Natasha laughs out. “I’ll take you to the medbay. Come on.”

“Wait!” You shout.

“What?” Nat asks.

“You didn’t kiss it,” you say simply.

Natasha raises her brow in question. You point to your cut.

“You want me to kiss your head?” She asks.

“Please, that’s the only way it’ll heal,” you say. She almost laughs, but you seem dead serious.

“Alright,” Nat says.

She takes your face in her hands and kisses your forehead softly. It’s not even where the wound is exactly but somehow it’s perfect.

“I’m telling everyone the Black Widow is soft,” you say when she’s pulled away.

“You won’t even remember any of this tomorrow, y/n,” Nat says, but she secretly hopes you will.

She walks you out of the bathroom and to the medbay where they confirm you have a concussion.

For the next few weeks, Natasha takes care of you. No one, not even you, asked her to. But it just feels right.

The day you’re officially cleared, Natasha kisses you on the lips for the first time. It is everything and more.

When Wanda keeps apologizing to you about the fight, you just smile because you know it was the moment Natasha realized she liked you.

You wouldn’t go back in time and change a thing.

#Natasha Romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fluff #wanda maximoff #tony stark

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Just a thought…

Avengers groups on vacation at one of Starks cabins. It’s late at night everyone has been drinking and they’re now all settled around the couches chatting, joking, and teasing each other. Reader is sitting in between Nat and Wanda. They are not a thing but Nat and Wanda (who are dating) are definitely interested in Reader. Anyways some how they get onto the topic of who out of the group is a bottom and who is a top. Reader is pretty fucking buzzed at this point.

Y/n : “YOU THINK I AM A BOTTOM???!? ME?!? I am the least bottom-ie bottom of all bottoms!.!. I AM the tippiest of all tops. —”

Everyone chuckling Wanda and Nat smirking

Y/n : “like please I am the teller of what is to be done. Nobody and I mean NOBODY can tell me THE TELLER what to do—”

Wanda : “oh yeah?”

Y/n : “uh huh (kinda slurred) no body (hiccup) can tell me what to do.”

Wanda : “Can you hand me my drink off the table sweetheart?”

Y/n : “huh? Oh yeah of course. Here you go. Now as I was saying —”

Wanda : “hand this to Nat for me.” (Gives them Nat’s phone)

Y/n : (passes the phone) “here you go Nat. Um where was I?” Looks at Nat for directions.

Nat: “you were saying how nobody can tell you what to do.”

Y/n : “Oh right, yeah you got to be crazy if you’d think I’d ever let somebody tell me what to do.”

Wanda : “go grab my bag off the table over there for me hun”

Y/n : “Okay, over here?” (get up and walks towards the table)

Wanda : “Yes, the black book bag with my red insignia on it”

Y/n : (whispers to themselves -“insign-who?” Searches and holds one up) “this one?”

Wanda : “Yes hun, that one. Now bring it over here.”

Y/n : (walks over and hands her the bag) “like I was saying - takes another drink - you will not find me underneath no one. Nobody can make me do anything or tell ME what to do. I call the shots around here.”

Everyone quietly dying laughing

Y/n : “I -hiccup- I wear the um strap in the relationship”

Nat : (leans forward) “Oh you do now?”

Y/n : “Y-Yes. Very much so. I stay strapped.”

Nat : “is that so?”

Y/n : “Yep”

Nat : (grabs the bag from Wanda and unzips it. She reaches down in and pulls out a red strap-on) “put it on then”

Everyone dying at this point while Nat looks so smug and readers eyes are bulging out of their head choking a bit on their drink.

Y/n : “well…well I mean..I…um”

Nat : “Come on Ms I stay strapped. Let’s see you put it on.”

Y/n : (grabs the strap then looks at Nat for direction)

Nat : “Go ahead..let’s see it”

Y/n : (has never put on a strap before goes to put it over her pants)

Wanda : “it’s upside down sweetheart”

Y/n : “right I knew that I was just checking it out.”

Y/n : (goes to step in it)

Nat : “you know that’s not where your leg goes right?”

Y/n : “oh yeah heh I was just getting my footing”

Y/n: (takes foot out then tries to put it in the right hole. Gets tripped up and starts to fall (drunk balance and all) and Nat catches them)

Nat : “here let me help” (Nat puts their legs in the right places and pulls it all the way till it’s snug. Wanda reaches over and pulls the straps tight to where it’s jostling y/n a bit)

Wanda: “there you go”

Y/n : ( their face is beet red with a little overly large red dildo hanging between their legs after being fussed over (slightly manhandled) to put in on by Nat and Wanda.

Nat : “as you were saying….”

#natasha x y/n #wandanat x y/n #natasha x fem!reader #wandanat x female reader #wandanat x reader #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #wanda marvel #the avengers #natasha x reader #drunk #soft dom nat #soft dom wanda #top #avengersteam

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loveisanimaginarydagger3000 · 6 months

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Kinktober (18)- Overstimulation

MILF Wanda X Reader 18+

Summary: You and Wanda take advantage of the fact you are home alone without the twins

Warnings/Tags: Overstimulation, Mommy Kink, Mommy Wanda/Sub Reader, Fingering, Oral Sex, Tribbing, Multiple Orgasms, Praise, Degrading

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“Wanda?” you called while walking into the house, tossing your keys onto the side table and taking off your coat, neatly hanging it on a hook before venturing through the house. “Are you home?” Your question is answered when you see her curled up on the couch, book in hand and eyes fixated on the page, dressed in lounge wear suggesting she’s been home for a while now. Feet stop at the door frame as you pause in your tracks, admiring the sight of the woman in front of you, the goddess that you had the privilege of calling your girlfriend.

With quiet steps, you leisurely strolled up to where she was on the sofa, her gaze unwavering from the book making you smile at her concentration. Your fingers plucked the book from her grasp gently, her gaze flickering to yours, the hint of annoyance in her eyes washing away at the sight of you biting your lip in an attempt to hide your smile. A scrap piece of paper on the near table became a bookmark as you marked her page, then moved to straddle her waist, hands gliding across her shoulders and down till they rested on her waist.

“The boys are now at Visions,” you whisper, her raising her eyebrows as you drag out the sentence, “And they’re staying overnight for the Halloween party,” your hands ghost back up her body, moving till your hands were playing with the baby hairs at the back of her neck, “So, that means we have the house all to ourselves.”

“I wonder what we could do…” she purrs out, eyes darkening till the green in her eyes are barely visible, hands moving to your thighs and squeezing the soft flesh. Wanda tilts her head up, your lips now ghosting each other as your gaze flickers between her lust-filled eyes and plump lips.

“I have an idea,” you hum out, one of your hands finding hers and guiding it to your clothed core, “I think my Mommy should fuck me.” A groan escapes her and before you can say even more, you're lifted from the sofa, legs instinctively wrapping around her waist as she carries you to the bedroom.

“You want Mommy to fuck you?” she husks out while pinning you to the bed, her body slotting against yours perfectly, knee pressed against your core making you moan.

“Please,” the plea falls off your lip like second nature, her head tilting to the side in a predatory way before crashing her lips to yours. Her mouth swallows the moan that escapes you, her tongue then sliding into your mouth and dominating the kiss easily, her hands working on unbuttoning your blouse and tearing it off your body.

“My beautiful girl,” her voice sultry as her eyes rake over your body hungrily, tongue wetting her lips subconsciously at the sight of you, “God, I can’t wait to absolutely ruin you,” she murmurs before claiming your lips in a searing kiss, one hand reaching behind your back to impressively unclasp your bra.

“Fuck,” you sinfully moan out, her dirty words making you throb while her knee presses harder against you, hips unabashedly grinding against it. Your head lolls back to the soft mattress under you, her mouth descending down your body eagerly, desperate to please you. Her mouth only briefly lavishes your breasts, tongue swirling expertly around your nipples while her fingers tease and pinch the other, whines and whimpers from you encouraging her to continue her journey down.

“Is this ok?” she mutters, kissing just above the waistband of your jeans, nibbling the skin to leave a faint red mark that will remind you of this night every time you see it.

“If you don’t fuck me right now-” she chuckles at your desperate tone, looking up at you, the intensity of her stare almost enough to make you come on the spot.

“It was a simple yes or no, Detka,” she teases, sliding her finger under the waistband of both your panties and jeans, pulling them and letting them snap back against your skin, hips bucking at the action.

“Yes,” you sigh out wantonly, eyes begging her to just touch you. Luckily for you, she doesn’t decide to tease you anymore and tugs the clothing off your body leaving you fully exposed under her. Her hot breath fans over your core, her hands ghosting down your body till they reached your thighs, spreading your legs open.

“Look how wet you are for Mommy,” a finger swipes through your folds, gathering the abundance of arousal dripping out of you and spreading it around your pussy. “My little slut,” a whimper echoes around the room as her fingers lazily circle your clit, the actions purposely slow and not enough to make you mad with desire.

“Please don’t tease,” you whine out, hands going to her auburn locks and tangling in them, nails softly scratching her scalp. “I just want you to make me come,” her eyes snap to you at your words, mischief and a sinister look flashing across her features.

“You want to come, Detka?” she murmurs almost condescendingly, her slender fingers moving to tease your entrance while you nod, “Don’t worry Moya Lyubov, I’ll make you come.” Before you can question the tone of her words, she slides two fingers into you, a moan ripped from the back of your throat as your grip tightens in her hair. Her mouth finally takes your clit into it, sucking and licking at the sensitive bundle of nerves, her hands holding your legs open as you try to close them on her face.

“Fuck,” the feeling of her tongue swirling around your clit, her long slender digits hitting all the right spots inside you, pressing against your velvety walls made your body squirm under her strong grasp. “Right there, please,” your voice drips with submission as she eats you out like she’s been starved, curling her fingers at your weak spot, legs trembling as you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. “Mommy, I’m gonna come, please!” you practically scream, pleasure washing over your body as you writhe on the bed, moans freely spilling from your lips.

Wanda merely smirks into your core, fingers speeding up as she mercilessly thrusts them into, your vision blurring and mind clouding with only the thought of her. Her tongue flattens against your clit as your hips rut wildly against her face, wanting more, no, needing more from her to make you come again.

Your hands release her hair, gripping the sheets so tightly you think you might rip them as you feel another orgasm wracking through your body. A silent scream makes your mouth part, a low whimper following straight after as she switches her fingers and tongue around.

Wanda’s tongue moves expertly inside you, her groaning at not only the taste of you, but the feeling of your pussy spasming and clenching around her. Her fingers soaked with your arousal circle your clit, hips frantically moving to seek more pleasure but also to move away from her intense touch, body becoming overly sensitive.

“Mommy,” you whimper out, her fingers continue to rub your clit but her tongue sliding out of you, her panting against your core.

“You’re doing so good for Mommy,” she praises, you make a noise of pleasure in response while your cheeks flush, “Come on Detka, take what Mommy’s giving to you.” Your body buzzes with euphoria as her fingers make you come once again, tears building in your eyes at how sensitive you were from coming so many times.

“I can’t,” you choke out a moan, her slowing down her movements and climbing up your body, her hand still working against your core though.

“Can you do one more for me Detka?” she whispers softly, eyes scanning the tears that now run down your cheeks, a proud smile taking over at the sight of your smeared makeup. You only whimper in response, making her remind you of your safe words, “If you need to stop Detka, use your safe words, ok?”

“Ok,” you pant out, eyes widening when she pulls away and swiftly strips herself of her clothes, her naked body making you groan quietly. You throw your head back when you feel her soaking cunt pressed against yours, a breathy sigh leaving her lips as she looks down at you, hands holding your hips.

“You feel so good Detka, you’re making Mommy feel so good,” she moans out, grinding your cores together as you grip onto her hips, body shaking under her. The feeling is overwhelming, your body sensitive but the pain was only mixing with the pleasure sending you into a delirious state of ecstasy.

With how worked up Wanda was from eating you out and how sensitive you were, it didn't take long for her to lean forwards, mouth crashing to yours to muffle the moans that poured from her lips as her hips stuttered against yours. Your orgasms ripped through you at the same time, the room filling with sounds of pleasure as you held onto each other, hips moving in sync as you rode out your aftershocks. Her clit brushed yours once again, the feeling now only painful at how sensitive you were.

“Red,” you whisper against her lips, her moving off you carefully and pulling you into her arms, face buried against the crook of her neck as your body trembles and shakes.

“Good girl for telling me,” she praises, “I’m so proud of you, Mommy’s got you Detka.” She lets your body calm down from the overstimulation, whispering comforting and sweet words into your ear while her hands stroke up and down your back soothingly.

You feel her taking you to the bathroom, gently washing you down with a cloth and being mindful of how sore you would be before cleaning herself and guiding you both back to bed. You snuggled against her warm body, lips pressing against her shoulder in a silent thanks as your body grew tired. Relaxingly, her fingers scratch your scalp, sending you to sleep as she smiles at your peaceful body wrapped in her arms.

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