#young maximoff sibling

[supercap2319]

Thor: *Turns on the Quinjet's computer and places his hand on the handprint scanner as Y/N watches him*

Quinjet Computer: “Welcome. Voice activation required.”

Thor: “Thor.”

Quinjet Computer: “Access denied.”

Thor: “Thor, God of Thunder.”

Quinjet Computer: “Access denied.”

Thor: “Son of Odin.”

Quinjet Computer: “Access denied.”

Thor: “Strongest Avenger.”

Quinjet Computer: “Access denied.”

Thor: “Strongest Avenger!”

Quinjet Computer: “Access denied.”

Y/N: “Here, let me try.” *Places his hand on the Quinjet's handprint scanner*

Quinjet Computer: “Voice activation required.”

Y/N: “Y/N Maximoff.”

Quinjet Computer: “Welcome, Strongest and handsomest Avenger.”

Thor: “WHAT?!”

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[lornaria-lore]

[WandaVision E6] All-New Halloween Spooktacular!

WandaVision Wanda Maximoff Billy Maximoff Tommy Maximoff Pietro Maximoff ScarletWitch Wiccan Speed Quicksilver Maximoff Family

#wanda #wanda kids #wanda maximoff #wanda baby #wandavision #scarletwitch #pietro maximoff #tommy maximoff #billy maximoff #wiccan #speed #quicksilver #maximoff twins #maximoff family #maximoff siblings #marvel cinematic universe #marvel kids #marvel #young avengers #mcu

[darkdemeter]

AUGURIES OF LOVE & DYNASTY

The DARK DEMETER WRITING CATALOGUE, WANDA MAXIMOFF COLUMN (ONESHOT) #4 —

—- not my gifs, credit to original posters! -—

Wanda Maximoff x Werewolf! GN/Female/Male Reader

A/N — Another little smut trial for you guys and the pup/family dynamic, most of all I'm testing out my strengths and weaknesses and what my limitations are; and if they can maybe be improved on. GN smut is rather tricky for me to really get into the groove of if I'm being honest. That doesn't mean I'll stop writing for GN entirely but I may have to find a work around. Not only that but I fucking LOVE writing the angst, hardened wolf most of all with Wanda. Fuckin' love the angst and shit... so soft stuff like this is kinda a small bone in the mix but my main go to is the more hurt and angst genre, that and the tension, the build up for me is just *chef kiss*. But little a/n rant over. Enjoy!

WORD COUNT — 2.9k

READER DISCRETION — fluff content — wolf family and pups — pregnant Wanda — SLIGHT SMUT 18+, MINORS DNI* — clawed fingering — sliver of breeding or pregnancy kink? — remote location — minor and implied torture and stuff (left to reader's interpretation) — mention of scars — profanity — use of Y/N — named pups — I think that's it?

SUMMARY — Another morning rises over the snowy peaks. Your home in the wilds is peaceful and undisturbed. This winter, your first litter of pups are eager to begin to live as the young wolves of your dynasty. Meanwhile, Wanda happily carries your second litter.

Your very heart beats in time with the earth, each heavy footfall of the paw echoes beneath. Your blood runs alongside the rushing current of rivers. The chill of snow sinking under your weight feels familiar in contrast to unclean pavement. 

Sunlight bleeds over yonder just beyond the snowy mountain peaks. The amber glow of its rays paint an overlay over the blue and black tinted landscape littered with white. Branches above shiver in the breath of winter and birds chirp amongst each other, calling out in the early morning. You stalk the hidden and unmarked path now all knowing of where it leads you. When another breeze sweeps across the river beds below, its chill runs along the fur of your back with a hollow greeting. 

Still, you continue to walk at your own leisure, enjoying the pleasantries of the wilds offered to you. Sanctuary is a place where one feels safe, away from the harms of the world beyond. Everywhere you have been there have been many great dangers. It was high time to return home to that sanctuary and your loved ones with you. 

Your fur is dotted with a feathered dusting of white flakes, the shift in your weight occasionally shakes your coat to a near-cleansed appearance. Your long tail sways in motion to your movement, every so often lifting when a pair of small, sharp teeth graze it in hopes to play. 

The pitter patter follow behind you with adoring loyalty and familiarity, your station the highest ranking, one earnt of respect and reverence since day one. 

But still, there remains the habit of play. To take in the world around them, piece by piece; gathered in their clutches of their curious, short muzzles. 

In your journey to scout out the territory you take a minute to admire the scenery, a specular luxury granted to you for your unwavering protection to the land. You stand atop the lifted rise of dark stone layered and moulded together by the force of nature. A perfect spot to use as a vantage point. 

Your cluster of pups, the first litter of many to come, whine and yelp together in their time of playing, small paws scraping across the hardened surface. Keena and Leo engage one another in a mock fight. Their teeth pulling and tugging each other by the scruff and ears, Leo barks in retaliation when Keena becomes a little too rough. 

With a snort, Keena wanders closer to you whilst Leo is entertained by his other siblings. Curious as Keena was to find whatever it was that grasped hold of your attention, there is still much to see, to smell and explore. She devises a plan and bows her body in preparation, tail wagging from side to side when your lips curl up in warning. A rumble bellows from the cavity of your large chest, steam clouds across your dark nose. 

Keena’s plans are disrupted and with a tucked tail, she submits and sits between the pillars of your front limbs. Not too long are the remainder of your pups under your protective stature but with a summoning huff, you beckon them to follow after you. 

They’re still new to the changes of their wolf bodies, uneven on their paws as they keep their best of balance, tricky as it might be. You sure don’t make it look easy but the grace of your form inspires them to not give in. They’re determined to share this side of their bloodline with you. 

To be as steady as you, as dangerously graceful and practised as you. 

The sun shines higher now and the world has grown a tad bit warmer, if only a little. That doesn’t mean your pups still endure the cold without sacrifice, shivering with a series of pitiful whines of complaint. But they have the heat of your body to thank for warming them during the trek back home, their small bodies lined down your back, nuzzling further into the thicket of your winter coat with content sighs. 

They fared better this time around before the tiredness in their bodies wore them down. 

You near the wooden refuge you call den and with a newfound surge of eagerness, your pups leap from the towering height of your back and race for the front door. Keena is the first to change back and pound her small fists on the door with utter demand that the door be opened, yet unable to reach the doorknob herself. 

When you reach the pile up of your offspring waiting impatiently at the door, having now shifted back into the second skin not covered in fur, you reach forward and push the door open for them. Relieved to be out of the cold they charge into the house and down the stretch of hallway.

“Mama! Mama!” They bark and yell, the beckoned person answering their cries exits the kitchen. Her green eyes meet them with a light akin to a lighthouse, bright and burning in the lone distant night to call them home. 

Her wide smile stretched open to reveal the row of pearly white teeth assures them that their mother’s love sparks ever true, no matter the time nor place, that their eagerness for her attention remains just the same as any other. 

“My pups,” she greets softly. She bends down to meet them, arms warm and inviting to her embrace. Leo snuggles tightly against her chest when Keena tugs at the nape of his neck. “Careful! Our siblings are in her tummy.”

Truer words had never been spoken by one of your young ones. The second litter of your dynasty resides safe and snug in the large bulb of Wanda’s womb, nursing them until their eventual birth into the pack. 

“Did you enjoy yourselves?” Their mother asks them, focusing one each of their round, devoted eyes that marvel her loving gaze. She made each of them feel equally special. They nod and hum, undoubtedly smiling from ear to ear as she entertains them.

You linger back in the hallway to simply take in the picturesque of it all as your pups recount their adventure with you this morning. The smile of your wife is oh so sweet, a sculpted visage of unmatched beauty to beat against your brutality. 

Often you do as you’re doing now. Sit back and observe your family. The intimate nature of mother and pups is always a favoured sight of yours, how tender she caters to them and how they bask in the wonderment of their mother; the woman who gave them life and brought them into the world through darkness and pain. 

She endured the months of labour for them. Forever, a mark of her true strength and courage and pure love. 

All you simply do is admire and love her in return, despite it being incapable of comparison. She carried the first litter without complaint or regret and she’s a soldier for the second litter. Unfazed by the barrage of kicks and movement within the womb, pups fighting for room amidst their growth. 

Truly a marvel. A woman who you happily call wife and mate. Your arms fold over your chest, the corners of your lips tilted up as you continue to observe from afar. That’s when Wanda’s eyes finally meet yours and that hunger within the glaze of green ignites your own. You growl deeply under your next exhaled breath.

‘The moment I get you alone…’

Wanda smirks at you with a cheeky glint you know well, but her attention is stolen by your pups once again. She rises to her feet, hands held to her large bump, she beckons the pups to sit at the dining table. You don’t miss the flash of scarlet warning you that your presence is mandatory.

With a submissive shrug to her silent order you follow behind. But you pause just as you pass one of the frames, reflection faint in the glass. Your eyes scan the faces of those you left back in the city for your remote life with Wanda in the wilds of your sanctuary. They were not forgotten nor were they truly left behind in the past forever. You plan to visit them sometime and vice versa, but plans become muddled and complicated in the matter of saving the world. 

A feat that took its hefty toll on you. Never one to consider yourself the type to retire, it was for the best. There, the wolf was caged to fight, moving from one fight to the next it seemed or to be confined in a cell; seen as an animal unworthy of complete trust. 

The ring of skin around your neck is still marred in its process to heal. For how much longer is undetermined but the pain tied to it left you no choice but to resign yourself to the wilds of home. 

And Wanda would come with you. 

Now here you are, sitting around the table together as Wanda fixes you both your morning coffees while your children devour their plates in record time, their mother scolding them to chew their breakfast. Keena’s face had already been stained with the sticky substance of syrup from her pancakes, Leo and Tymon opting to race each other while eating their cereal and the youngest of their litter, Peeta munches on a piece of buttered toast. 

You never really had an appetite in the winter morning - if you didn’t count Wanda that is - you often kept to a simple coffee to be your wake up call. Wanda’s lips meet your hairline for a quick, affectionate peck, hand sliding your mug onto the table. But you have other plans. With a husky growl you pull her into your lap.

“Y/N!” she yelps in surprise. Her laugh fills the room as a joyful prophecy. Your pups cannot contain their own comings of laughter as well at the loving sight of their parents sharing in one another’s orbit for a short moment. 

Wanda swats at you with a hand but you remain adamant she stays in your lap. “I have dishes to wash up,” she argues only for you to shake your head, nose nestling her mark. “We can do that together afterwards. Let me hold you a while.”

How can she resist your wolfish charms? You purr in your victory when Wanda gives in, knowing just how much she loves it deep down; to be held in your protective arms and your exploring hands wandering over the curve of her bump. 

You feel the pups kick and push against the wall of her womb to greet your hands. Their desire to touch grows stronger by the day, it was due to happen any day now. 

Wanda sighs softly and you join her in watching your pups eat together, talking amongst themselves for their planned activities for the day. Wanda’s hands fall over the top of yours and her fingers dance over the cool surface of your wedding band. 

The overly large size of her winter sweater leaves the skin of her shoulder exposed for your lips to ghost across it, causing a shiver to run the length of her spine.

“You’re getting me excited,” she whispers to you and your smirk, fangs speaking over the bottom of your lip. “Good. Just how I want you, Honey.”

Wanda pushes her body against yours in the midst of her battling desire, the action screaming desperation. And you weren’t one to refuse your wife - your mate - her pleasure. After all, she was carrying your pups. Your successors. 

Your dynasty. 

“Tell me what you want, mate,” you say against her lips. The kiss is heated and messy, tongues mingling together in the hot throw of combined passion. She whines softly and the sound causes your hips to jerk forward. 

“I want you…” you devour her words with a hungering growl. “I want you to touch me, please…”

There it was. She misses your touch. Exactly what you wanted to hear. Parting your lips from the kiss you chuckle, the sound dark and dangerous in your infatuation with the woman under you. 

“Good girl.”

Your fingers brush up her exposed thigh, her little maternal dress doing things to your wolf brain that made it go haywire with unbridled, primal desire. With a groan you push aside the damp fabric of her panties and use your thumb to circle her clit.

The quiver in her legs a telltale sign of her weakness for your touch, leaving her to turn into putty and you’d only just begun. “Is this what you wanted, mate? You wanted my fingers to be buried in you?” You taunt. 

“Please.” She continues to beg. You tilt you head, obvious in your torture to hear her beg for more, for what she craved.

“Please what?”

“I want your fingers inside me, oh fuck, please!”

Shit, her sounds are music to your ears. You use two fingers to smear the slick of her arousal along her awaiting entrance, her hips grinding with enthusiastic vigour. 

“Fuck, you look so good like this, baby. So needy for me.”

She mewls in response to your fingers teasing her cunt. She wants to feel your fingers stuffing her full, ploughing her tight tunnel until you’re all three knuckle deep fucking her. She wants to cum around your clawed fingers, to feel that dangerous and sharp coil that leads her right over the edge of bliss. 

The pools of her euphoria by your ministrations await her. 

“Let me feel your claws.”

“Oh, Sweetheart,” you drawl lowly, “I love it when you ask for the claws.”

You waste no more time. You push two fingers past her folds, her walls wet and welcoming and hot; tightly wrapped around your clawed digits. She moans sharply and her head leans back into the pillow. You thrust your fingers at a steady pace. You ensure that you reach the very end of your knuckles to reach as far as you’re able, your claws gently scrape her spongy walls, dragging moans from deep within her core. 

Wanda moans again when your fingers brush that sensitive, deep spot, her hips buck up to meet the next thrust of your hand in hopes of reaching it again. You chuckle again at the pure, chaotic need in her eyes that plead for you. 

“You want to cum around my fingers, mate?”

“Y-yes!” she can feel it in her core, the rubberband ready to snap with her climactic high. “Please, Y/N, please let me cum.”

“Go on, Sweetheart. Cum for me.” Her mouth falls apart just as she does around your thrusting digits, her teeth sink into the plush bottom of her lip to conceal the volume of her pleasured cries. Her fingers ring the sheets in an iron grip until she’s threatening to tear them apart. 

You whisper soft praises against the skin of her cheek with a smirk. Nobody knew the gorgeous visage of her face when she came, only you and that was a sight you’d treasure to the end of time. Nobody else would bear witness to the way her body silently begs for you, how she grinds and thrusts her hips in response to your electric touch. 

She breathes in deeply through her nose while you slow your fingers down, dragging her high out that little bit longer until you bring a complete stop. Fuck, how her swollen form looked utterly beautiful in the sunlit curtain of day, eyes clouded in their post-sex state, you slide a hand over the curve of her belly. 

“You look so beautiful like this,” you sigh with a wistful look, “so full of my pups.” Wanda can see the excitement grow in your eyes, that glow of amber unable to be hidden when your desire becomes well known. 

“Your pups,” she says in agreement. You hear the lust in her tone, the want for more evident. 

“Oh, little witch.” Wanda could’ve sworn she could cum again just from hearing your husky, lust-laced voice use the nickname. You lean over her until she is pinned between you and the bed; the two greatest comforts she could ever know. 

She smiles shyly up at you. “So fucking beautiful, so round with my pups. Our second litter.” She moans softly and her hands run through the mused length of your hair as you ravish her neck with love bites. The sensation tickles but once your teeth graze over her mark, her legs quiver together before they lock around your hips, already pulling you down to where you both connect so perfectly. 

“Fuck, I need you.”

“And I’ll give it to you.”

Before you can begin to tug down the waistband of your pants does Wanda stop you. Your amber hues glow brightly in interest to her sudden need to halt the sensual operation. You hum to her softly to urge her to continue. 

“I… I thought maybe we could try something a little different,” she says, biting her lip harder this time. Okay, now you’re fucking curious. “What is it?” 

She takes a moment and you see the hesitance in her eyes. She’s reconsidering saying anything but you lift her unsure eyes to meet yours. You offer a kind smile, one that she knows she can trust without fear, that you are on her side; always.

“Whatever it is, I’m game.” 

That’s all the remaining push she needs from you to ask. 

Thank you for Reading! (◕ ᴥ x)

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[gingiesworld]

Tis The Season

Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader

Warnings: Violence. Death. Happy ending

Word Count: 8.8k+

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18+ MINORS DNI

It is just your normal day in the small town of Westview. Everyone was putting up their decorations. Everything was as normal as could be, just like every year. The kids were playing in the snow building snowmen with their parents or older siblings.

Y/N was walking through the streets with their younger brother Peter. They were meeting their friends at the local cafe for some hot cocoa or coffee. Whichever they preferred. But truthfully they just wanted an excuse to leave their parents and their seasonal madness.

When they approached the coffee shop, Y/N was instantly engulfed in a hug by none other than Wanda Maximoff. Y/N has had a crush on her since grade school.

"I thought you weren't going to come." She said as the rest of their friends smirked at their interaction. Everyone else knew about their obvious crushes on each other but them. Wanda and Y/N were completely oblivious.

"Of course I would come. It's just this one here was too worried about his appearance before seeing MJ." Y/N said as they all started to tease the young Parker boy.

"Well I am sure you don't have to worry about . I am sure that she likes you too." Yelena smirked at her friend as they all entered the shop. They all got their orders and joined a couple of tables so they could all sit together.

"So, I hear that the Harknesses are hosting an ice skating event on christmas eve." Pietro said with a knowing smirk aimed at Wanda and Y/N who were sat together.

"Yeah, that will be fun." Wanda cheered as a few of them agreed as Y/N just shook their head no.

"I can't rollerskate so I know I will be on my ass more times than I can count." Y/N said as everyone but Wanda laughed

"I'll hold onto you." She smiled sweetly at Y/N who went red. Lucky they could say it's due to the snow outside.

"It's ok Wan, you don't have to." They said shyly as Wanda held their hand and intertwined their fingers.

"I want to." She told them firmly. They all decided that after the coffee shop they would all climb up the hill that overlooked the small town with their sleds.

"Ok so two to a sled." Nat spoke up as Wanda instantly latched onto Y/N. Y/N sat down as Wanda sat in between their legs ready for Y/N to push them off to start. When they were gone it just left Nat, Yelena, Pietro and Peter.

"Do you think they will ever tell each other?" Nat sighed as she rubbed her eyebrow.

"I don't think so." Peter replied.

"It's really giving me a headache." Pietro said as they all agreed before heading down the slope. Everyone laughed as Peter and Pietro went straight into the Lassiter's snowman covered in snow.

"Are you sure that neither of you need glasses?" Yelena teased them.

"Everything is covered in snow. It is all the same colour." Peter whined as everyone laughed as they headed back up the slope. They decided to have races down to see who was faster.

"You do realise that the results all depend on the weight distribution and gravity." Y/N stated as everyone groaned.

"The nerd is here." Pietro teased as Y/N decided to pick up some snow and threw it in his face. Everyone erupted in laughter before they started to have a snowball fight. The sleds were completely forgotten about. The laughter and screams of joy were all that could be heard throughout the town.

When the sun started to set, everyone went their own ways home. Their parents or guardians had cooked them a warm meal to warm them up from being in the cold.

But what they all didn't realize was that this was the year that when darkness engulfs the town, evil roams the town.

Through the night walked an evil being with horns and long fingers. No one had ever seen its face. The eyes were glowing red in the darkness. Everything was still as the residents slept peacefully.

It approached the first house on the edge of town. The Lassiters. It flew gracefully to the roof considering it had been dormant for a quarter of a century. It approached the chimney and entered the house. It crept through the house to the children's bedroom. It looked between the two sleeping boys before it smelled the aroma coming from each. It then approached the one who had the most prominent aroma telling it that he was older. It snatched him from his bed and carried him to the window. His brother Timmy opened his eyes just to see his older brother being carried off into the night.

Timmy screamed, alerting his parents. They both ran to their room.

"It took him." He whimpered as he pointed to the open window. His mother went straight to Timmy to hold him as his father ran outside to see if he could find his first born. He alerted the town sheriff about his son's disappearance. The sheriff assured him that he will do everything he can to find the missing boy.

The next day, the Lassiters were in shambles. Timmy was frightened as he described the creature that took him.

"I'm sure that in a few days you will remember it properly." Officer Langden spoke as he tried to keep his smile off his face.

"No. It's what I saw last night." Timmy said frantically. "Why won't you believe me?" He asked them all.

"These creatures don't exist, Timmy." His mother tried to soothe him as he shook his head.

"Well it took him mama. It took him." He cried. Begging for them to believe him.

"We will be back when he is less frantic Ma'am." Officer Langden spoke as Mrs Lassiter thanked him and walked him out. Timmy remained sat on the sofa, snuggled in his brother's blanket crying.

Y/N and Peter woke up to the smell of pancakes. They both loved Aunt May's pancakes. They both raced down the stairs to the kitchen just in time for her to plate them up.

"Thank you." They both said as they kissed her cheek taking a plate each.

"I have work today guys so I am going to need you to help around here." She told them both. "Y/N, you still need to finish the garage and Pete please make sure to help them."

"Yes Ma'am." They both saluted her, making her shake her head at their goofiness. She was being called in because of an emergency meeting and the extra workload they would get since Mrs Lassiter wouldn't be in work until her son is found.

The police went around his friends to see if he snuck out but he was stuck in a leather bag, big enough to hold an adult male. It was old and bloody from the previous victims. Henry Lassiter was trying to get free but he was stuck on a butcher's hook. It was cold and damp where it held its victims. To keep them fresh before it feasts on their organs. It would start with the heart. It thought that the heart tasted it's best when it was still beating.

Y/N was startled when the gang and Peter walked in as they were moving the tools around after building the new shelves.

"Did you hear about Henry?" Nat asked as they all sat and watched as Y/N did their task.

"What happened?" They asked as they found their Uncle Ben's old tool box.

"His brother Timmy is saying some creature took him but I think he snuck out to the city to see that girl of his." Pietro said as he looked around the garage.

"A creature? That's absurd." Peter laughed with Pietro.

"That's what I said." Pietro said as they both laughed earning a glare from Wanda.

"This is a serious matter whether you think he's run away to the city or not." Y/N scolded them both. "So don't make jokes about it." They went back to their task as the two remained quiet.

"What is going on between you and Vision, Wanda?" Nat asked the brunette as Y/N tried to block out the conversation.

"Nothing is going on between us. He likes me but I just don't feel the same." She told them as Y/N let out a breath that they didn't realise they were holding in.

"So do you have your eye on anyone?" Nat asked her with a knowing smirk. Everyone wanted either Y/N or Wanda to slip up but neither would.

"No?" She answered well, more like a question.

"I'm sure that whoever you do like Wan will be honored." Y/N told her as they brushed off their hands as Wanda blushed lightly which never went unnoticed by Nat. Peter and Pietro decided to head inside to have a go on the xbox while the girls stayed with Y/N in the garage.

As the day turned into night, everyone retreated to their homes while the creature lurked in the shadows awaiting it's time to strike at it's next victim in the middle of the cold night before leaving them in the bloodied leather bag hanging like a butcher hangs their dead animals ready to carve limb by limb after skinning them.

Another day and another firstborn child gone. The residents of Westview weren't worried just yet. They were thinking that it's another teen who ran away to the city. But the residents don't remember it happening 25 years earlier.

Everyone was starting to get their christmas gifts as The Lassiters and The Moores were mourning their children. The police still thought that the creature was still a joke even though the Moore's youngest described the same.

"Do you think it's true about the creature?" Wanda asked as everyone walked towards the coffee shop.

"No." Nat laughed as they entered. "Of course not."

"But the first born are the ones that are missing." She reasoned with the three oldest.

"Wan, there are just two teens missing. They have probably run away." Pietro said as they waited for their orders.

"Piet. I'm worried about you, that's all." Wanda huffed as she walked away to the table with Peter and Yelena.

"But should we be worried?" Pietro asked the two.

"I uh I don't know Piet." Y/N said as they were unsure about this situation. "Maybe they just went to the city to see the lights. You know how boring small town celebrations can be."

"Well tell your girlfriend that before she opens her own case file." Pietro said as Nat smirked.

"One. She isn't my girlfriend. Two. She is just worried about her brother, that's all." Y/N told him as he huffed picking up his and Peter's drinks leaving Y/N and Nat alone.

"You do realise that the Lassiters and Moores are neighbours." Nat whispered to Y/N.

"I know." They replied. "Pietro is only two blocks away from them."

"And if it is true about this creature, he has at most a week." Nat stated. Y/N was starting to worry about their friends. They knew that something wasn't right with this town.

"Uhm, I have to go." Y/N said as the five pairs of eyes landed on their standing figure.

"Why?" Wanda asked with furrowed brows.

"I promised Aunt May that I would have the garage finished before she finished work today." They said as they held their cup in their hand and finished.

"But we were all going to hang out today." Pietro whined as Y/N smirked.

"I know but I promised her." They told him. "And I don't break my promises." They said as they left the coffee shop and walked home.

"What was that about?" Yelena asked as they all watched Y/N walk home. They were wondering why they were acting weird.

As Y/N entered the garage, they saw Aunt May admiring their hard work. There was space for her car and all of Ben's things were neatly organised on a new set of shelves that Y/N had built.

"It looks good here, Y/N. Thank you." She beamed at them as she hugged them

"It's no problem." They smiled. "You've been given more work haven't you?" They asked her.

"I have. The Moore's have been frantic trying to find David and Debbie's workload has been passed onto the rest of us." She spoke tiredly.

"You should rest Aunt May." They told her as she shook her head no.

"I have to go back to work and I need to check on you and Peter." She said.

"Peter's at the coffee shop with everyone." Y/N told her as Aunt May let out a breath.

"You know I love you Y/N. More than anything." She said as she pulled them in for a hug. "You will find answers in Uncle Ben's boxes." She whispered before she left leaving Y/N confused and intrigued. They wanted to find answers and they looked at Uncle Ben's things on the shelf.

But they didn't realise that Wanda was coming with Pete and Pietro. So as they sat on the floor of the garage with their Uncle Ben's boxes.

"What are you doing Y/N?" They heard Wanda ask from the doorway making them jump slightly.

"Just some research." They mumbled as they looked through old papers. Wanda joined them and looked at the papers over their shoulder.

"What are you hoping to find?" She asked them.

"Answers." They said as they put the useless papers in a pile.

"For?" Wanda asked as she watched them concentrate.

"The disappearances. May said to look in his old boxes for answers." They told her.

"So you think that there is something." Wanda asked them as they sighed, putting the papers back in the box.

"Yes. I do." They said as they grabbed another box. They didn't want to tell Wanda that they were worried for her twin. They didn't want to worry her more.

They kept on doing their research until after the twins had left and they kept coming up with nothing but a name.

Bobby Sinclair.

So Y/N decided to do some research and found that he lived just outside of town. It was already dark out and they couldn't wait for answers. They got their jacket and hat and made their way across town. The only lights illuminating the streets were the colourful Christmas lights that everyone had hung. People were out caroling like two kids hadn't gone missing. Kids having snowball fights or making snowmen. Everything seemed as normal as can be but everything was far from normal. These disappearances were far from normal.

Y/N had approached an old run down house. There were dim lights shining through the curtains telling them that he was home. They remembered Bobby being labeled as the town crazy but they had no reason why.

They nervously approached the door and knocked three times. It was probably a stupid idea but they had to try. They needed to make sure that their friends would be safe.

"What do you want?" He huffed as he answered the door with a loaded shotgun pointed at Y/N.

"Hi. Uh I'm Y/N Parker. I have been going through my Uncle Ben's things and I saw your name come up quite a few times." They introduced themselves as calm as they could considering there was a 12 gauge aimed at their chest.

"I remember Ben, he was a great man." Bobby spoke sadly.

"He was." Y/N agreed, thinking back to before he got shot. That was the reason Aunt May packed them up and moved them to this small town where they met their friends.

"Come in." He said as he stepped aside allowing Y/N inside. They were met by the foul body odor and alcohol as they stepped inside. Bobby looked around his property before closing the door behind them. He led them through to his dimly lit living room. They saw articles of disappearances.

"These are dated 25 years ago." Y/N stated as Bobby nodded. "How?"

"The disappearances happened 25 years ago too." He said as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

Y/N looked over the articles and another name stood out. James Parker. They picked it up and recognised the picture from moments earlier from inside their Uncle Ben's belongings.

"Why is there someone called James Parker here?" They asked him as he sighed.

"He was Ben's older brother. He was Jack's best friend. Jack was my brother." He told the teenager. "After they both were taken, your grandparents took Ben and your father and moved to Queens."

Y/N was shocked by this news so the Parker's lived here before Aunt May had them move here. But Y/N also noticed how he said taken as they saw one article:

25 children disappeared. FBI and Local Authorities set up search parties but came up empty handed.

"So this has happened before." Y/N stated as Bobby nodded. They saw a picture of an old sewer entry. "So they never found any of them?"

"No. They closed the case after the new year knowing that they weren't going to find them. 25 families have gone on not knowing what happened to their children. 25 younger siblings got called delusional with wild imaginations." He said harshly. "Your Uncle and I were one of those children." He moved around and got a file of older paper clippings. "But I have been doing research over the years. It is a cycle. It's a quarterly cycle. It has been going on for generations." He said as he handed Y/N the older clippings. He was finally happy that someone believed him.

"Did you find out anything on where it would store them?" They asked him as he sighed.

"All I know is that it likes cold, damp and dark places. And there aren't many here." He sighed regretfully.

"What about the sewage systems?" They asked him as he shook his head no.

"I went down there myself and I came up with nothing." He sighed as they looked at a map of the Town.

"But don't these old towns have an unused sewer system? One that hasn't been used in centuries?" Y/N asked him as he smiled at them.

"You know your stuff kid." He smirked at them.

"I did my research on the place we were moving to." They shrugged. "But clearly not enough research."

"That's ok kid. Towns like this one have their secrets." He told them before he looked at the time. "You should head home before it gets too dangerous. I will work on getting the old sewer entrance location and we can hopefully work together on getting this thing."

"Yeah." They sighed.

"Are you doing this for anyone? A sibling maybe?" He asked them as they sighed.

"My best friend. Her brother is only a couple blocks away so maybe in the next few days it's going for him and I want to stop it before it happens." They told him

"Do you have an older sibling?" He asked them as they shook their head no.

"I have a younger brother." They told him and his heart broke knowing that if they don't stop it, they will also fall victim to it.

"We will get this creature Y/N." He reassured them as he waved them off. Y/N walked through the dark streets not realising how late it was. When they arrived home, Aunt May was sitting on the sofa, a furious expression on her face.

"Where were you Y/N?" She asked them sternly.

"I was getting answers about what is going on." They told her as she sighed.

"Who did you see?" She asked them.

"Bobby Sinclair." They told her as she sighed.

"Did you find anything out?" She asked them.

"It's a cycle. Every 25 years it comes for the first born. It collects one teen a night for 25 days until the day of the winter solstice.” They told her. She was shocked at their knowledge.

"We have to get you out of here." She said frantically.

"No. We aren't leaving. My friends are here." They told her.

"You do realise that it is coming after you." She told them as they nodded.

"Yeah I do." They shrugged.

"I can't lose you Y/N. You and Peter are my everything." She told them as they gave her a soft smile.

"If I have a chance of stopping this Aunt May, I will do my best to stop it. Before it takes my friends." They told her.

"But what if it takes you in the process?" She asked them as they shook their head.

"Then it takes me." They told her. "If I can protect my friends I would die for them." They said before they headed off to bed.

The creature was slowly approaching the next house for its next victim while Henry and David tried their hardest to get out of the leather bags but they were too strong. They both realised that this is it for them. The creature will come back and take them from this realm placing them in their hell. They were mainly frightened of the how.

Y/N woke earlier the next day to her the news of another disappearance getting closer to the Maximoff residence. They wanted to get to the bottom of this as they made their way across town.

"So do you definitely believe this creature story?" Nat asked them as she approached Y/N.

"Yes." They said as they entered the library. They went to the old news spread section and collected papers from 25 years ago.

"So don't you think it's best that we all leave?" She asked them as they shook their head no.

"You guys all can. In fact, take the twins too." They said as Nat scoffed.

"And what about you?" She asked them.

"I am staying. I am taking this thing down." They told her. Nat noticed their Uncle's name on the current article that they were reading.

"Y/N. This is personal isn't it?" She said calmly as Y/N sighed.

"I need to do this Nat. For my Uncle Ben. He saw it take his older brother when he was a kid." They told her as she sighed.

"Ok. So where do we start?" She asked as she sat beside them. Y/N looked at her confused. "It's going to be coming for Pietro, you and me before christmas and I am sure that I want to be there to eat my christmas dinner." Nat stated making Y/N chuckle.

The pair sat and read old articles all morning, ignoring the vibrations of their phones from missed calls from their friends.

"So there is an entrance." Nat stated as she got up from her seat to show Y/N. "It has a location too."

"Well let's go." Y/N said as Nat shook her head no.

"We don't know what we are going after. It already has three. There is twenty two left. Pietro is in a few days and we need to know how to kill it, whatever it is." She told them.

"Ok, let's go and see Bobby." They told her as she shook her head.

"They're the town drunk Y/N." She told them.

"Nat. They also saw it. They have spent their life trying to find it. He was the one who gave me all of this information. He was Uncle Ben's best friend." They told her as she sighed as they both got up and made their way out of the library. Wanda and Yelena saw them both from the coffee shop as Y/N and Nat walked well, practically ran towards Bobby's place.

"Why are they in such a hurry?" Yelena asked the girl beside her.

"I don't know." She answered her, confused as they watched the pair disappear.

Y/N and Nat raced across town and soon found themselves knocking on his door. He let them both inside the same as he did last night.

"Do you always answer with the 12 gauge in your hands?" They asked him as they followed him into the living room.

"More or less." He shrugged. "So who's your friend?"

"This is Nat." They introduced their friend who just waved shyly. "We have a location for the old sewer entrance." They said as they handed him the paper.

"That's great. We just need to know what we are dealing with." He stated.

"You don't know what it is?" Nat asked him as he shook his head no. "You have been researching this thing your whole life and have no idea what it is?" She scoffed.

"I'm sorry that I had inserted "mourn my brother" into my already busy schedule." He shot at her as she laughed. Y/N couldn't help but smirk at his answer.

"Do you have any idea who might know?" Y/N asked him as he thought for a moment.

"The Harknesses. They have lived in this town longer than most folk here." He informed the pair. "Ask for Agatha." He told them as they thanked him. "Also when you find out what it, come for me and we will take it down together." He told them as they nodded.

"So you believe this?" Nat asked, still skeptical about the whole situation.

"I do, Nat." They told her. "I knew my Uncle Ben lost one brother when my parents died but found out that he lost another. I just don't want this to happen to anyone else."

"Anyone else meaning Wanda." Nat smirked.

"Anyone else meaning Wanda, Yelena and Peter." They told her as she nodded realising it wasn't just Pietro in danger.

"Then why are we going for it? Let's just get out of here." She told them.

"And in 25 years it will be back and maybe it will be our kids in danger if we're still living here." They pointed out as Nat sighed knowing she wasn't going to sway Y/N from their mission that they took on themselves.

They gulped when they approached The House of Harkness. They always thought it had a creepy Addams Family vibe to it.

"This house always gives me the creeps." Nat mumbled as they approached the door. Y/N chuckled as they reached for the huge brass knocker and knocked. They waited for someone to answer but it was a big house.

"Hello children." Agatha spoke as she greeted the pair. "What can I do for you?"

"We've heard that you can maybe help us." Nat spoke nervously.

"Do you know about the creature that takes its first born?" Y/N asked her to get straight to the point.

"You want my mother but she isn't returning to Westview until the weekend." She informed them.

"Is there no way that you can call her? It's urgent." Y/N said.

"I'm sorry. But I can look through her journals and see if I can find what you seek." She told them both softly. "So come back in a couple of days. It will give me time to do the research."

"Thank you Ma'am." Both teens said as they walked down the steps back to the street.

"I just hope we can get it in time." Nat said, worried herself for Pietro. "Do you think we should tell them?" She asked Y/N.

"No. Not yet at least." Y/N sighed as they walked back to their homes bidding farewell. Y/N didn't want to give up so easily just yet because they want to get to the bottom of it before anything happens to their friends.

Over the next few days, Y/N waited impatiently for Agatha to call them. Tonight was the night it was coming for Pietro and they are afraid that they may be too late. They lay in their bed staring at the ceiling unaware of a guest approaching their room.

"Hey Y/N." Wanda greeted her best friend as she lay beside them.

"Hey." They said as their eyes never moved to look at the girl beside them.

"Why haven't you returned any of my calls?" She asked them to get straight to the point.

"I have been busy Wanda." They told her as she scoffed.

"With Natasha." She snarled as Y/N jumped to their phone as a social media notification came through.

"Do you think your parents can take you and Pietro out of town today?" Y/N asked her.

"Why? So you and Nat can have a date without the twins and children in the way?" She scoffed as Y/N laughed. "What?"

"I don't like Nat like that. She's like a sister to me." Y/N told her which made the brunette feel slightly better. "It's just there's this thing going on and I just want you two to be safe."

"So you do believe this creature story." Wanda stated as she sat beside Y/N who nodded in reply. "And you think Piet is next."

"It fits the pattern. I just want you to be safe ok." They told her as she shook her head.

"What about your safety?" She questioned as they chuckled.

"I will be fine." Y/N told her as she shook her head.

"It's taking the first born. In case you have forgotten you are a first born." She told them as they just shrugged. "Y/N this is serious."

"I know it is serious Wanda. It is very serious. It is the 10th December and Pietro is next Wanda. He is next and if he doesn't get out of town he will be taken and probably killed." Y/N told her sternly as they stood up. "Do you want that to happen?"

"No but I don't want to lose you or Nat either." She told them. Y/N just sighed before wrapping their arms around her.

"You won't lose us. We are so close to getting answers and we will take it down." They told her as she just nodded. She hated the idea of leaving them to take care of this.

"I'll see what I can do." Wanda told them. "But I can't promise anything. You know what my mum is like this time of year." They just nodded before they pulled away when their phone started to ring. Wanda watched as Y/N answered it. She soon found out that it was Agatha. She watched as Y/N moved as fast as she had ever seen. They also sent a text to Nat to meet at the House of Harkness.

"I have to go. But please do as I ask." They told her as they kissed her forehead before they left her a blushing mess in their room.

Y/N got there at the same time as Nat. They both sighed as they approached the door but before they could knock, Agatha opened the door for them and let them in.

"Did you find anything?" Y/N asked her as she led them towards the dining room.

"Oh yeah. I found something." She smirked as she showed them a journal. "It is Streega. It's kind of like a witch. Hunts on a cycle." She told them as they looked over her shoulder. "They store the food for days and have a feast on the 26th day."

"So you're saying that the others will still be alive." Nat asked as Agatha gave her a sad smile.

"No. Some would have died from starvation or before that happens, they could start their feast." She said.

"You don't sound so sure?" Y/N stated as Agatha just shook her head.

"No one has gotten close enough to even see what it looks like. All it leaves behind is a ripe smell of death in its wake." She told them both.

"Any idea on how to kill it?" Y/N asked her.

"It's complicated." She told them. "You have to get close enough to stab it in its heart with a blade made of raw iron."

"Where are we going to find raw iron?" Nat asked as Y/N remembered something.

Y/N sat on Uncle Ben's knee as they had found his knife collection. He decided to show them the collection.

"This is a collection made of raw iron. Passed down from generations of Parker's." He told them.

"Really?" They said with a wide smile.

"Really. So when I die these will be yours." He told them as he smiled at the case with a velvet lining.

"I know." Y/N said as they left after thanking Agatha for her help. Nat chased Y/N as they ran through the town. When they reached their house, they ran straight up to their room.

"What are you looking for Y/N?" Nat asked as she rested her hands on her knees as she caught her breath.

"The knife set that Uncle Ben gave me." They spoke from under their bed.

"And how is that supposed to help?" She asked them as Wanda walked up behind Nat.

"The blades are raw iron." Y/N smirked at the red head. "Hey Wan."

"We're not going anywhere." She said sadly as Y/N sighed. There were three knives in the set. One for them, Nat and a spare. They took one out and gave it to Wanda.

"It's raw iron. It can kill it if you can get close enough to stab it in the heart." They told her.

"And you expect me to do it?" She asked them wide eyed.

"Ok then. We will have a sleep over at yours. I will stay with Pietro and Nat with Wanda." They said as the girls nodded in agreement.

They all settled in the Maximoff Residence. They had all told Pietro what was happening which he wasn't phased at all. He never believed any of them.

"You do realise how pathetic this is?" He asked the three.

"This isn't pathetic Pietro. We are trying to keep you safe." Wanda told her twin who just chuckled.

"This thing isn't real." He laughed as all three of them glared at him.

"It is Pietro. I don't care what you say anyway, I am staying here." Y/N stated as they settled in the chair for the night. Y/N was starting to wonder if this was a good idea. They made sure they had the blade secured in their boot.

"Do you think they will be ok?" Wanda asked as she and Nat settled for the night in her bed. Neither of them could sleep.

"I'm sure it will be fine Wanda." Nat reassured her even though she wasn't sure herself.

"Isn't Y/N older than Pietro?" Wanda then asked as the pair sat up and they frantically ran to Pietro's room.

"Hey where's the fire?" Pietro asked as he rubbed his eyes.

"Where's Y/N?" Nat asked him.

"They were on the chair?" He said as he pointed to an empty chair.

"Fuck!" Nat exclaimed.

"They probably just went home." He shrugged as Wanda shook her head at him.

"No they wouldn't. They would have told one of us." She told her twin.

"You still can't say that you still think this thing is behind all of these disappearances." He told them both as they both huffed and went back to her room.

"We need to look for them Nat." Wanda said as she paced her floor.

"We have to wait until the morning. We don't know if this Streega is stronger at night or not." She told her as Wanda started to panic.

"Oh god. What if we're too late. What if I never get to tell them." She said as Nat rolled her eyes and stood up. She placed her hands on Wanda's shoulders to stop her movements.

"You will be able to tell them that you're in love with them." She told her. "We just need to see Bobby first and he will help us." Wanda just nodded as Nat led her to the bed. Wanda couldn't sleep at all that night. She was worried for Y/N. She didn't know where they were or how they were.

Meanwhile Y/N soon woke to the sound of David screaming as the Streega reached in his chest and pulled out his beating heart before his eyes. They realised that it was feeding on them 8 days after they had been captured.

They flinched at every crack and rip they heard coming from David's body. Every bite which sounds like a greedy man biting out of a chicken leg. This was the first time they were actually scared. They were scared for their life. Nat's life. Maybe Pietro if it catches on.

They searched their boot for the blade only to find it gone. They could feel their eyes fill with tears as this was the end for them. As much as they talked a big game about taking this creature down but they never thought that they would be caught.

As they listened to the thing eat its way through the flesh on David's bones. Wanda and Nat were restless. As soon as the day started, they raced towards Bobby's and Nat knocked on frantically.

"Where's the taller kid?" He asked them both.

"The thing took them." Nat told him.

"Do we know how to kill it?" He asked them as they followed him into the living room.

"Raw iron blade to the heart." Nat informed him as he nodded and took a blade from his own knife collection.

"Well this may be tricky to get close to it." He said as they both nodded. "But with three of us we will have an amazing chance." He said with a smile.

"Nope. Wanda isn't in on this." Nat said as Wanda scoffed as she glared at the red head. "Y/N would kill me if I let you go in there."

"We have to do everything to get them back, Nat." Wanda told her as Nat shook her head.

"The two of you are fucking oblivious." She sighed as Bobby watched the interaction between the two.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked her as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"The two of you. It's getting exhausting to watch how you love them and they love you." Nat blurted out as Wanda chuckled.

"They wouldn't love me like that Nat." She said as she shook her head as Nat sighed.

"Just think Wanda. Especially to these past couple of weeks." She told her as Wanda did. She remembered how Y/N hated hugs but they welcomed them with ease from the Sokovian. They always had a soft spot for Wanda and came to her defense whenever they had to. They always made sure that she was safe no matter what. They even tried to get Wanda and Pietro out of town.

"Do you think it was their plan all along to be caught?" She asked Nat as she shrugged.

"I don't think so. I think they wanted to take the creature down before it took Pietro but none of us thought that it would take them in his place." Nat told her sadly.

"We have to get them back, Nat." Wanda said as her eyes started to sting as they filled with unshed tears.

"We will Wanda." She said as she pulled her in for a hug.

"Ok we will have to come up with a plan. And we can only execute it during the day." Bobby told the pair as they got talking of a plan while Y/N tried their hardest to get out of the leather bag that was hung on a metal hook.

Y/N continued to swing on the hook hoping the bag would fall. Although they didn't know how far the drop was. They didn't care either, they just wanted out so they continued to swing as hard as they could until they heard a snarl and felt a blow which caused them to hit the wall behind them and fall.

Wanda, Nat and Bobby were walking towards the old sewer entrance. The three of them looked at it before they all used their strength together and opened it.

They all had torches as they walked through the unused sewer. It was cold, damp and dark. The smell was no better either. It smelt like Pietro's room after Y/N had been taken.

"It's here." Bobby whispered as the three covered their noses.

"It's going to take forever to find them." Wanda said as Nat held her hand.

"And we will take as long as we have to to find them." Nat said as they continued to walk.

"These old sewer systems usually have an octogonal passageway where it connects each sewer." Bobby informed them

"So do you think they may be there?" Wanda asked hopefully.

"I hope so kid." He sighed as they continued to walk along the never ending tunnel. Rats were running in the opposite direction, like they were running away from something. Wanda spotted something shiny in the distance. When they approached it she remembered it as Y/N's blade.

"It's Y/N's." Nat stated as the three of them looked at it.

"That means they are here." Bobby stated as Wanda put the blade in her other hand ready for when they found Y/N.

"Fuck." Y/N groaned when they made impact with the floor. They felt an excruciating pain up their left arm as they landed on it. "That's going to leave a mark." They groaned as they tried to move it but it only caused them more pain.

They tried to wriggle the bag open with their good arm to get out. They jumped back when suddenly the bag was ripped open and they felt cold bony fingers around their throat. They tried with all of their might to get it's cold hand from their throat but it was so strong. Inhumanly strong.

"Let me go." They rasped out as they gasped for air with their airways constricting due to the pressure that the streega applied to it. They completely forgot about their already broken arm as they punched and kicked the streega which then threw them across the room. "I hate christmas." They groaned as they managed to get into a sitting position.

"Did you guys hear that?" Wanda asked the pair as they listened again until they heard another thud.

"We heard that." Bobby stated as the three started to run to the source of the sound.

"Don't you think it is kind of funny that we are running to the thing that wants to kill Y/N, Pietro and I." Nat laughed earning a glare from Wanda. They hoped that they would get their in time before the Streega killed again.

As Y/N tried to get up, it struck a blow to their chest winding them. They soon ended up on their knees hurled over as they held their chest feeling the pain from the blow. They yelped as it gripped their hair and started to drag them to the table where it was still covered in the blood from Henri and David. Y/N tried to get free but they had angered it. They had fought back. Something that none of its victims had done before.

Before it could reach into Y/N's chest, Bobby fired a raw iron bullet in its arm. It yelped as it stumbled away from Y/N. He kept shooting it as Wanda moved to help Y/N up off of the table. Nat went to help the other teens down from the bags.

They all watched as Bobby got close enough to it and stabbed it in its heart. They watched as it screamed out in pain as it turned to ashes. Bobby stood there over the ashes as he had finally done what he had wanted to do all of these years.

"Hey, Y/N. You need to see a doctor." Wanda said as she looked at Y/N who looked out of it. She was worried about her best friend as she moved their arm over her shoulders causing them to cry out in pain. Wanda was extremely worried about them as Bobby walked over to them.

"Help Nat with the others." He told her as she nodded. "Come on kid." He said as he used their right arm and put it over his shoulders. He and Y/N trailed slowly behind the others as they exited the old sewer system.

Bobby and Y/N were falling behind as Y/N kept losing their footing and stumbling. When Y/N had completely gone limp he picked them up before they managed to reach the others as they all sat down. Bobby lay Y/N down as Wanda and Nat rushed over to them.

"I called 911." Nat said as Bobby nodded.

"Thank you." Wanda told him as he smiled at her.

"It was all them." He said as he pointed to Y/N. "They sought me out. I gave up but they made me want to fight again for Jack and those kids who were in our shoes." Wanda sat beside Y/N and handed Nat the blades.

"Yelena is on her way to take the knives home to keep them safe for them." She told Wanda who nodded. Y/N was out cold and Wanda was worried about them but soon enough those worries will be put to an end as they heard the sirens coming closer to them.

"You'll be ok Y/N." She whispered as she kissed their forehead.

The other teens were treated for dehydration since they hadn't been fed or drank any water in days. Meanwhile Y/N had fractured ribs and had to have pins put in their left arm. They had bruised lungs and a bruised back.

The Lassiters and The Moores were devastated at the loss of Henry and David. But the other families were happy to have them back.

Y/N sat on the hospital bed as Aunt May went to sign their discharge papers as Peter sat beside them.

"What actually happened Y/N?" Peter asked as Y/N turned off the TV. They placed the remote back on the side before shaking their head no. They didn't want to talk about it. They wanted to forget it all happened.

"I'm not talking about it Peter." They told him angrily as they got off the bed.

"I was only asking Y/N because it has clearly affected you." He said as Y/N just chuckled dryly. It was Christmas eve and their friends would be spending it with their families. They wouldn't get to see them until after Boxing Day.

"Are you ready to go home Y/N?" Aunt May asked softly as she entered the room. They nodded as they went to pick up their bag but Aunt May beat them to it. They walked out behind May and Peter towards the car. "Y/N is in the passenger seat Peter." She told him sternly as he huffed and got in the back with a scowl. Y/N struggled to sit in the seat as they were still in pain. They were healing but too slow for their liking.

When they got home, they just went to their room to lay down. They hated the memories of it eating David. They could still hear his screams and the sounds of his body being torn apart. They could still smell that awful smell of fear and death.

They wanted to sleep but they didn't. It was around 10pm and they decided to call Nat. They know that Wanda's parents can be strict on the holidays.

"What can I do for you Y/N?" Nat greeted them.

"I can't sleep Nat." They said quietly. Nat was shocked to hear them speak like they were so small and frail.

"What's going on Y/N?" She asked them softly.

"I can still hear them." They spoke shakily. "The screams and the sounds and the smell." They said as tears fell down their cheeks. "I can't sleep because I am back there everytime I close my eyes. There's no one to talk to without being called crazy."

"I know Y/N." She spoke softly. "I've seen the news."

"It's ridiculous Nat. They're saying it was an overdose that killed Henry and David and that the rest just wanted a place to party and get high before the holidays." They said as they sat up. "It infuriates me that they still don't believe us."

"I understand Y/N." She sighed and then she came up with an idea. "When are you going to tell Wanda?"

"Tell Wanda what?" They asked her, playing dumb.

"You know what Y/N." She scolded them as they chuckled.

"I'm tired Nat." They told her as she sighed.

"Well go to sleep." She suggested as they took in a deep breath.

"I can't Nat." They whispered with tears in their eyes.

"Well, think about the things you love the most about Wanda." She teased before hanging up. That was when Y/N decided to ask the brunette to meet them in the Town Square.

"Where are you going?" Aunt May asked Y/N as they put on their shoes and jacket.

"I need to see Wanda." They said before they left the house. Aunt May smiled at them as the door closed.

Y/N stood under the Christmas lights as they waited patiently for her. They smiled as she walked through the crowd of people. The snow fell perfectly as she walked with a smile on her face.

Their smile widened when she got closer. They admired how her eyes sparkled under the multicoloured lights.

"Are you ok Y/N?" She asked them concerned as she approached them.

"Yes. No. Maybe." They stumbled over their words. "I will be." They smiled at her as they tried to hide how nervous they were. "This is so hard to say."

"Just take your time." She smiled at them. They soon caught her family just beside the ice rink.

"I'm so sorry you're out with your family." They said with wide eyes.

"It's ok Y/N." She laughed which made them lighter. "So what did you want to say?"

"I uh well. I am in love with you. I have been in love with you for however long I can remember. And when I was there, all I could think about was I never got to tell you. And I need to tell you. Even if you will never feel the same. I just have to get it out because it's eating me alive." When they finished, Wanda just gazed at them with a fuzzy smile on her face.

"Y/N. I was worried that I would never get the chance to tell you how I feel either. You are my most favourite person in the world. My world literally spins for you and I would be so lost without you." She sighed before she reached up to cup their face. Their cheeks are cold from the winter air. "I am so in love with you too."

Y/N smiled down at her as they could feel their heart fill with joy. They both leaned in and let their lips meet in their first kiss. A kiss that sent warmth throughout their bodies as it became passionate as each second went on.

When they pulled away for air they heard cheering and clapping from their family and friends who had all decided to sneak out and watch as Wanda hid her face in Y/N's chest. Y/N rubbed their good hand up and down her back as she wrapped her arms around their middle. Just enjoying their embrace and happy to get all of that off of their chests after a hard couple of weeks.

They both soon joined their friends and families to celebrate christmas eve together. Everyone together is happy and safe.

"This is my favourite christmas eve." Wanda whispered as they watched everyone ice skating.

"Next year we will skate." Y/N stated as Wanda smiled up at them. They leaned down and gave her soft peck before they both opted to go for a walk around in the snow.

They had finally overcome every possible obstacle they could have ever dreamed of and only came out stronger.

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[kasdan]

Carving Pumpkins Headcanons

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Pairing: marvel characters x gn!reader

Characters: Frank Castle, Loki, Carol Danvers, Kamala Khan, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: just pure fluff

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆

Remembers when you briefly mention it one time that you wanted to carve pumpkins this year

Will go buy all the things needed, without you asking

Lays everything out to surprise you with when you get home

Makes sure to put newspaper under the entire area for an easy cleanup

Prefers to just watch you do it to see the smile on your face, but will join in if you ask

Is one to do a more simple design

You convince him to put on halloween music after you argue that there are more halloween songs other than Thriller and the Monster Mash

Takes the seeds and starts to cook them as you’re carving

Puts the finished pumpkins facing outwards on the windowsill for the city to see

Places tea lights in them so they light up when it’s dark out

Cleans up everything after you’re done and doesn’t let you help

𝑳𝒐𝒌𝒊

Looks at you like you’ve grown an extra head when you talk about carving into pumpkins

Calls the carving utensils ‘torturing devices’

Doesn’t understand the point of it, even when you try to explain that it’s for fun

Leaves an uncarved pumpkin sitting in front of him while he just sits and watches you do your own

You eventually get him to try doing his own

Tries to use magic to immediately get it done, but stops when he sees the look you give him

Goes completely overboard in his design, even when he’s not using magic

Accidentally carves too much for the design he was going for

Uses magic to fix it

You pretend not to notice

You can tell that he’s proud of the final product, even if he doesn’t act like it

Nit picks the perfect place to put his pumpkin so it’s in just the right place to be admired

𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

Would be excited to get the chance to carve pumpkins with you

Has experience with all the times she would carve them with Monica when she was young

Will blast music while you’re carving, be it halloween music or just a mix of everything that happens to come on

Gets distracted by the music and takes a lot longer to finish the carvings than it probably should have

Carves more pumpkins than you have the room for

Ends up finding random places to put them all

Goose ends up knocking one of the pumpkins down and smashing it, so that solves some of the problem

𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏

The most excited out of everyone

Will plead with her mom to use their kitchen and get the things needed to carve

Finally gets her to agree when she promises to do chores for a week and to clean up everything after

Ends up carving the Captain Marvel logo into one of the pumpkins

Her brother comes over to visit and you all end up throwing seeds and pumpkin guts at each other

Gets the week of chores she said she would do doubled to two weeks when you both don’t see a clump of seeds that was left under one of the counters

Will try to suck up to her mom so she’ll let her do it again next year, who will get tired of her daughter following her around everywhere and just agree

She immediately regrets it

𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔

Used to carve pumpkins with his sisters

Would be the one to supervise all of them to make sure no one got hurt

His siblings would make fun of the outcome of his pumpkin when he was rushing to get one done from helping the other girls with theirs

Is happy when you ask him to carve with you

You have to show him how to use certain tools because some are different from when he used to do it

Has to remember how to carve again as he hasn’t done it in decades

Has a smile on his face the whole time from the memories

Gets embarrassed when you catch him just watching you carve as he was used to watching his siblings do it

The end product turns out better than they usually did

Picks different places around to put the pumpkins

𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓

Competes with Kamala with how excited he is to carve

Will get all the things needed for it and more things you don’t

Goes on a tangent about how you guys need the other stuff in order to make the most out of it

Ned it behind him the entire time shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders at you

Eventually lets you guys start to carve

His pumpkin doesn’t turn out as great as he was expecting it to

He spent about 20 minutes trying to figure out how to make it better all while Ned was just laughing at it

His wasn’t any better

Becomes a competition on who made the better pumpkin and they force you to be the judge

You don’t pick a side and just continue to innocently carve your pumpkin

However you at some point have to step in to break up the argument as they hadn’t let up after almost a half hour

You force them to make it a draw and to help you clean the mess that they made

𝒀𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒂

With her upbringing she’s never really carved pumpkins before

She’s hesitant when you bring it up, but agrees wanting see what it’s like

She’s excited like Peter and Kamala, but will try to play it cool

You can tell she’s excited when she starts grabbing different things, letting a smile out on her face

Is surprised when the inside is messy

Can’t clean the inside that well with the scraping utensil and ends up just grabbing the guts with her hands and pulling it out that way

You get her some basic stencils to use to get the hang of it

She says the basic ones are boring so will try and do one of the more complex designs

Tears start coming out of her eyes as she laughs at how bad the design comes out

Ends up having to go back to the easier designs

𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌

Doesn’t see the point in you wanting him to try and carve a pumpkin, it’s not like he’ll be able to see it

Makes an attempt to carve one anyway

Has to stop when his senses go into overdrive by the smell and the feel of the guts and seeds mashed together

Feels bad for not being able to do it for longer with you

You reassure him that it’s completely fine and it’s not his fault his senses were sensitive

He talks with you through the whole process though

But it’s across the room because the smell is a lot milder over there

You don’t mind because at least you still get his company

You end up lighting a small candle for him so the potent smell of the pumpkin leaves the air

He says the scent relaxes him even though you would think that the smell would also be overwhelming for him, but you can visibly see him relax more, taking his glasses off with a small smile etched on his face as you work.

𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟

Just smiles at you when you show up with pumpkins and all the carving material for them

Gets straight to work with setting up and preparing

Ends up making a very complex and precise design

You stare in awe at the finished product and she just shrugs it off like it’s nothing, but you can see a slight smirk on her face

You accidentally fling some of the pumpkin guts from yours onto her and she takes it as a challenge

You both end up having to clean the entire room of guts and seeds by the end of it

While picking up sections she continues to throw scraps at you so it takes longer to clean than it should have

𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

You carve with her and her boys

She makes sure to get extra utensils and pumpkins when if the boys end up breaking things

She has to supervise the competition that they make into who can carve the best pumpkin

You continue to carve by yourselves when she ushers the boys to bed

You chat, quietly, as you finish up the designs you’re making

Decorates the porch with all of the pumpkins carved

Uses magic to make the pumpkins look like they’re glowing 24/7 and also so they’ll last until after Halloween

You clean up everything together at the end when it’s all finished

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[chuuyrr]

to have loved and lost

bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): hurt/comfort. possible spoilers for bsd. reference to wanda maximoff in mcu's age of ultron.

╰➤ SYNOPSIS: in which you, the scarlet witch of the detective agency, are hurting, and dazai osamu shares your grief so you don't have to bear it all alone. full-request here.

╰➤ PAIRING(s): dazai osamu

dazai osamu was no stranger to grief, having dealt with it since he was young.

in fact, he grieved every day, from whenever he saw a familiar curry restaurant to seeing children smiling and happily playing in the streets of yokohama, though it wasn't as obvious as it was because he's so used to it, dazai's able to mask it so well with a smile and his antics that one wouldn't even think he was going through such a thing.

everyone grieves at some point in their lives, dazai knows that, but he didn't expect you to be one of them.

[surname] [name], a distinguished member of the armed detective agency who joined the organization not long before nakajima atsushi.

dazai personally doesn't know much about you; in fact, he believes that none of them do, other than the fact that you joined in courtesy of president fukuzawa with a background that you're an ability user from a faraway city with a rather strange and exceptional gift known as chaos magic. 

his colleagues frequently praise you for being so kind and almost like a parental figure to the younger members, especially atsushi, kyouka, kenji, and the tanizaki siblings. those kids looked up to you a lot and sought your advice all the time, even though you were about the same age as dazai and kunikida and fukuzawa and ranpo were the oldest members.

you were always smiling, always putting others before you and very dedicated to your job which makes kunikida personally think you're the ideal member of the agency, even if you were quite terrifying when you had to fight using your chaos magic.

but today was different. 

your [color] eyes were cold, and you didn't have a genuine smile on your face. from the moment you walked into the office in the morning, it appeared forced, cracked, and almost broken. your fingers were twitching subconsciously as you sat down at your desk to go over your work for the day.

not only that, but you haven't been responding to dazai's flirtatious or silly remarks as you usually do.

everyone noticed the sudden change in your demeanor, but you dismissed it as insignificant, even though it was becoming increasingly obvious, at least to dazai and possibly ranpo.

everyone may also think it's insignificant, but if anyone in the agency is capable of seeing through such a mask, it's dazai.

he could tell by your eyes and expression alone. 

you excused yourself today in the middle of the day to go to cafe uzumaki, which was just downstairs, but dazai immediately perks up and insists on accompanying you, "i'll come with you, belladonna!~" he said happily.

"it's fine, dazai. you don't have to.. i want to go get some coffee alone," you said dismissively, waving your hand with your tone being kind and soft-spoken.

"don’t worry, i'll treat you with anything; think of it as a coffee date between you and me, my dearly beloved [nam—" his brown eyes widened when your tone of voice became harsher. 

"i said you don't have to, dazai!" 

at the resounding sound of your scream, red wisps dispelled from your body as you clenched your fists and brought them down across the air. immediately, your red psionics seized dazai and took hold of his collar and lifted him from the floor that he immediately halted from talking. your chaos magic had automatically protected you with it perceiving him as a threat.

everyone in the office was taken aback by your sudden outburst that everyone stood up, alerted by the immense presence of red psionic energy in the air.

"[n-name]?" dazai gasped for air, his eyes widening in surprise as your red psionics was beginning to asphyxiate his neck–your ability working against his no longer human ability. 

realizing what you did, you looked at your hands in horror. you immediately dispersed the red psionics holding dazai in the air by the collar in a frantic, the red glow in your eyes fading as well, and placed him down. "no! stop, i'm sorry!" 

everyone appeared to be conflicted about the situation. yes, it was unintentional, but you were so dangerous. emotional too. it was also something they had never seen before. you were always calm and collected, not until now. 

"[name], are you okay?" kunikida asked, slowly lifting a hand towards you. you can see the uncertainty in his eyes, the glint in his eyes. you hated that look you were getting from them.

atsushi and kunikida approached you cautiously as dazai stroked his neck and adjusted his collar, while the others looked at you with a conflicted expression. that hurt.

the way their eyes were filled with fear—in fear of you.

"don't take another step!" you cried out, raising both of your hands in the air, before your voice trailed off and hushed into a softer tone as you placed both of your hands to your chest, "i-i'm sorry. i just need some fresh air.. yes, that's right.. not coffee.."

"wait, [name]!" cried dazai, but it was already too late, you had already pushed the door open using your red psionics and fled.

you didn't dare to look back as you ran away, subconsciously activating your chaos magic, which increased your speed and allowed you to move in a fast forward like a video being put on sixteen times its speed. 

you had no idea where you were going, but you just needed to be alone, especially after that and what had happened today.

you found yourself running into yokohama's cemetery, which was filled with graves yet a sea of beautiful greenery. even though it appears to be overwhelming you, your subconscious seems to know where you should be as you have clearly not moved on.

dazai was quick to run after you despite kunikida’s protests of just letting you be. a part of him just couldn’t leave you alone, not after that little outburst of yours earlier.

he remembers it clearly, seeing the sadness and loneliness within those red glowing eyes of yours, as well as hearing how strained your voice was.

he was quick to find where you ran off given his natural ability to predict and deduce with such precision strategically. dazai’s eyes then widened to find you sitting against a familiar gravestone underneath a tree.

he knew that gravestone all too well.

how in the world did you find yourself over there? did you know who was buried there? or maybe, was it just a coincidence somehow? 

dazai shook his thoughts off and walked towards you slowly, not wanting to spook you out. he stared down at you for a brief moment as you hugged your legs to your knees with your face buried in your arms. 

"belladonna?" dazai’s voice was soft and hushed as he slowly knelt down to your height.

"leave me alone, dazai. i don’t want to hurt you like that again." you said, your voice somewhat muffled as you refused to lift your head from your arms to look at him.

dazai stared and blinked at you for a minute, before stifling a soft chuckle as he shifted into a comfortable position and sat down next to you instead of just kneeling.

he placed a hand on the back of your head and proceeded to pat your hair gently when you didn’t flinch or scoot away from his touch, "you can never hurt me, love. besides, i know you didn’t mean it."

you continued to stay silent, and eventually so did dazai. the two of you just sat there by the gravestone beneath the trees with the wind’s breeze running through you and him as the leaves of the trees rustled.

dazai just continued to pat your head until eventually his fingers began running through your hair. after some time, you finally lifted your head from your arms, but you simply stared at your shoes and avoided eye-contact with him.

"i had a twin." you began, which made dazai let out a rather surprised and baffled hum, taking note of the emphasis “had”. but even so, he simply remained quiet and nodded his head to signal you to continue talking.

you spoke as you gripped your arms, continuing to hug your legs to your knees, "a twin brother to be exact. he was an ability user too. his ability lets him run fast in the blink of an eye. fitting for his tenacious, playful, and loud behavior if you ask me," dazai smiles softly when your lips twitch into a small smile. 

but then, there goes that frown on your face again, quickly replacing the smile on your features, "but despite his superhuman speed, he still wasn’t able to run fast enough. he got caught in the crossfire while saving people back at our home together with me."

dazai took note of how your lips were trembling now and how your fingers were now twitching again in the same manner earlier back at the detective agency.

you closed your eyes shut, fighting back tears as you recalled the events of the past, of you and your twin brother exchanging banters, of being there for each other and fighting together until the very end, and finally the bittersweet ending wherein half of your soul got ripped from you.

"till this day, i can still remember it clearly. the feeling of my other half dying that all i could do that day was scream and cry my soul out as i saw nothing but red—just burning red," your voice strained once more as you shook your head, "or, i guess i should say today."

before tears filled the brim of your eyes and rolled down your face, your eyes widened as you felt a hand grab yours.

you turned to face dazai with a teary-eyed gaze as he intertwined his hand with yours with his other arm wrapping around you to pull you to him, putting the two of you in a much comfortable sitting position.

you bit your tongue, trying to hold back a cry, but he hushed you and pushed your head against his chest with him now enveloping you in his warm embrace and rubbing your arm. 

"shhh~ shh~" hushed dazai, "it’s okay. let it all out, my love. i'm right here."

you broke down into tears at the sincerity and comfort that dazai was providing and cried your heart out. he tucked your head under his chin as he reached for your face, gently wiping your tears away, hushing you once more as he rocked you back and forth.

it made his heart clench painfully to see you in such a state, but he knows you have to grieve and let those emotions out. 

"[name]?" dazai asked after a while, gently calling you and stroking your cheek as your tears trickled into soft and quiet sniffles. 

you lifted your head towards up, looking up at him with a teary-eyed gaze. dazai smiles ever so softly down at you, "there you are."

"i-i'm sorry.." you hiccuped, shaking your head as you looked down to avoid his gaze, "i didn't mean for you to see me like this."

"nonsense, it's okay. you don't have to hide from me, [name]," dazai said comfortingly, hushing you gently, now holding both sides of your face in his warm and much larger hands to make you look at him again while still caressing your cheek, "okay?"

you nodded your head, swallowing the lump that got caught in your throat when you cried.

dazai then brushed your hair behind your ear while his other hand continued to cup your face, "grief is such a complex thing, no?"

you batted your wet eyelids at him as you watched dazai's lips move and talk. 

"there are losses that rearrange the world and change the way you see everything, even when everyone else thinks nothing has changed," dazai continued as his eyes softened and he stared at the gravestone you two were at, "but, what is grief if not love persevering?"

dazai shook his head, softly chuckling before he pulled you in close to his embrace, gently placing your head on his shoulder, and you closed your eyes, saying nothing.

perhaps your arrival at this location wasn't purely coincidental. you initially thought it was just a peaceful location where you could separate yourself for a bit, having no idea who the lone gravestone was, but you already knew the answer thanks to your mind-reading ability and sensitivity to energies.

this could have been caused by your probability hex. perhaps it could have been a supernatural force too, such as your dead twin brother or whoever dazai was referring to earlier, but you like to believe it was fate.

you returned his embrace with one of yours, your free hand gliding across his back, a smile gracing your lips as you closed your eyes, breathing in the air softly, your heart and mind at ease in dazai's arms. 

"a gentle reminder that it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."

we grieve because we once loved, and that love is a reminder that will remain with us. 

[ author's notes ! finally had the time and brain cell to write something after being busy because of our thesis defense and mock interview. sadly, i might continue to be inconsistent in terms of writing and posts as i still have one more defense at school, and final exams are coming up in like a week. hahahahaha so yeah, it is so not slay at all ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) ..

ALSO, i hope ya'll enjoyed the reference to vision's words to wanda, as well as megan divine's quote on grief. i find it fitting for dazai osamu, and honestly speaking i didn't know what kind of flow of writing i was going for exactly because i haven't written in such a long while, so hopefully it's okay ! that's all, thank you for reading until the very end hahaha ]

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[delulu-with-wandanat]

Hopelessly in Love (Final)

Reader description: Gender-neutral pronouns, leans more towards masculine style, childhood friends with Wanda.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff (Requited love), Wanda Maximoff x Reader (Unrequited love).

Summary: Natasha goes to Wanda's house to explain everything, hoping that there is still a chance between the two of them. Y/n secretly prays the doom of their relationship.

Natasha speeds her way through the neighborhood, she had always enjoyed the adrenaline rush of riding a motorcycle. However right know she was feeling rather anxious, as she was probably about to lose the girl she was in love with genuinely interested in.

Contrary to popular belief, Natasha is a lover at heart. She just never found the right girl who she could fully be vulnerable with. Well it was difficult when the girls she's dated only dated her for her reputation and not out of genuine interest.

But not Wanda, she wasn't afraid to call out Natasha for her actions. Wanda would listen attentively to Natasha's interest, her hobbies, even her weirds fixations on spy movies. Wanda only ever responded back to Natasha's flirty demeanor once she started to express the side she only showed to her siblings.

Perhaps it helped that they were acquainted with each other since they were young, considering Wanda was best friend with her youngest sibling. Wanda knew the side Natasha had put away upon entering Westview High, or at least was aware of it. They didn't talk much when they were young, understandably so, you rarely interact much with your sibling's friends anyway.

But at the very least you get a sense on what they were like, and Wanda noticed the huge 180 degree change as soon as Natasha entered High School.

Natasha arrived at Wanda's house a little after sundown, she knocked on the door and was greeted by Wanda's twin brother instead. "Piet."

"Nat." The older twin responded while crossing his arms.

"Is Wanda home?"

"I don't think she wants to talk to you right now."

"Pietro, it's just a misunderstanding-"

"Then maybe you should've told her that earlier." He said while glaring at her and slammed the door. Natasha cursed under her breath and decided to walk around Wanda's house. She could've simply texted Wanda the situation, but again, she is Natasha Romanoff. So instead she climbed up the tree that was conveniently near Wanda's bedroom window.

Wanda was doing her homework when she heard a tapping noise behind her. She turned around and quickly rushed over to let Natasha in. "Front doors exist for a reason you know?"

"Well, your brother sort of slammed the door on my face." Natasha said with a smirk.

Wanda cursed under her breath, "Sorry, I told him not to get involved." She was about to question why Natasha hadn't just texted her instead, but then remembers who she was dating. "What are you doing here?"

"I came here to apologize." Wanda sat on her bed and beckoned Natasha to do the same. "I should've told Sharon to keep her distance, in my defense I did. But Sharon never listens, even before you and I started dating. I'm sorry Wanda." Natasha Romanoff, the Heart Breaker of Westview High, looked at Wanda with the most sincere look in her eyes. Holyshit she fucking melted.

"Why didn't you push her away?"

"I did, but I'm guessing It's one of those things where you had already left when I did." Natasha took Wanda's arm into her own. Wanda couldn't tell if she was being honest, or giving her sweet lies. Considering Natasha's well-known reputation, Wanda found it difficult to trust her.

"And those texts?"

Natasha pulled out her phone and unlocked it for Wanda. She hesitantly took Natasha's phone and scrolled down the messages between her and Sharon. Yes, they had been texting. Sharon wasn't lying about that, but she left out a few key points. Natasha was extremely dry when responding to Sharon.

Wanda kept scrolling and surely enough, Natasha never once tried to initiate a conversation with her. "I don't have any feelings for her, Wands. I only have eyes on you, if it makes you more comfortable, I can block her altogether."

"That's kind of extreme."

"There is no mountain nor ocean that I wouldn't cross for you, Wanda." There it was, the same butterfly she felt when she was with Y/n. Except this time with Natasha, it was more intense.

Wanda had thought that maybe, just maybe, she also liked her bestfriend. She even talked to Pietro about it. Who surprisingly, despite his dumb jock persona, said something that actually made sense.

"Maybe you do like them, maybe you don't. You mentioned Natasha isn't the best at showing emotion and affection. She's rather stoic in contrast to Y/n who has unfiltered expressive nature." Wanda thought for a moment. "Think about it Wands, it could be that you just wish that same intensity in Natasha."

"Wanda I- I'm not good at this, but I really love like you. I know we're just young, stupid teenagers but-" She couldn't finish her sentence because Wanda had sealed their lips together. So instead Natasha poured all those feelings she felt for Wanda into to the kiss.

The affection, the passion, the intense feelings she had. The burning rage of how her own friends treated the girl she loves likes. The anger that she has against the hushed whispers in the hallway when she walked Wanda to class. But most of all, the love she felt for Wanda Maximoff.

It was silly to feel such intense feeling at a young age, It's doubtful that Natasha even know what it truly meant. But why should that mean it wasn't real?

The kiss became more and more intense and Natasha felt a sharp sting on her face. She abruptly pulled back with a hiss, before Wanda could apologize Natasha spoke up with a sheepish look on her face. "No, no, I'm ok. I just broke my nose is all."

"How did you manage that??" Wanda asked, concerned.

"I fell off my bike on the way here." Lies, for Y/n's sake.

"You're an idiot." Wanda shifted closer and studied her face. Natasha was sure at this point Wanda could hear her rapidly beating heart, she never had anyone that made feel like this before.

Her heart stammered even faster when Wanda smiled at her. Those beautiful green eyes and breathtaking smile, fuck Natasha Romanoff was head over heels for her. “Please be careful next time.” Natasha couldn't help the smile that grew on her face.

"What can I say, you drive me crazy."

"And you're extremely irritating."

"You like me."

"I weirdly do. Especially now that you have a broken nose."

"Ahhh find that attractive, Maximoff?" Natasha teased.

"No, I've been itching to punch your face. I'm just glad the pavement did it for me." Natasha playfully rolled her eyes at their little banter sealed their lips together once more. Wanda made a mental note to be extra gentle, her heart felt like it was about to explode.

At this point, Wanda had no doubt in her mind anymore on which Romanoff her heart belonged too.

The next day, Wanda approached Y/n with a huge smile on her face. Wanda and Natasha had officially cleared up the air, and their relationship was stronger than ever. Natasha promised to try and be more expressive with her feelings, and Wanda promised to communicate with her the next time something bothers her.

She couldn't wait to tell her bestfriend all about it. Especially knowing that they had rekindled their friendship, at least on her end. She was unaware that Y/n hadn't actually fully moved on from her. "Heyyy!"

"Someone's chirpy today. What's up?" Y/n responded with a smile.

"I just wanted to say thank you."

"For what??"

"For smacking some sense into your sister. She came over to my house the other night, and we had our first kiss!" Ah fuck, they lost her. Again. Ok so maybe Y/n had hope, that by sheer luck, Wanda would break up with Natasha.

Or maybe they had hope that Natasha actually did cheat, that's terrible, yes. Can you blame a 15 year old kid in love though?

"That's really great, Wands." They forced a smile.

"It is! and-" She was cut off by the school bell, "Oh I gotta get to class, but I'll tell you all about it after school. Byeee!" She walked past them and turns out Natasha had been waiting for her. Wanda reached out to Natasha waiting open hand, the two siblings locked eyes. Natasha gave them a sympathetic smile.

"Hey, detka." They two faced their backs on them and walked away hand-in-hand, exchanging light conversations.

Y/n, heart was already broken in two the day they confessed to Wanda. Seeing them together with their eyes, shattered it into a million pieces more.

Now they truly realize, the love they waited will never come. What was the point of waiting, if Wanda had never loved them to begin with

I saw the poll and immediately thought, I'm going to disappoint so many people- Also that last paragraph was from another Indonesian song, Apalah Arti Menunggu - Raisa

Which basically just talks about the love you've been holding onto, and then realizing that person will never return the love to you (I switched some words of course, but it's still pretty much the same)

Anywho, taglist: @shedeservesbetter @marvelogic

#natasha romanoff #wandanat #wanda maximoff #natasha #wanda x natasha #wlw #wanda #natasha x brother!reader #natasha x sibling!reader #natasha x sister!reader #wanda x you #wanda x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda x gn!reader #wanda x masculine!reader #hopelessly in love #scarletwidow #scarlet widow #wanda maximoff angst #natasha x wanda #wandanat hs au #wandanat fanfic #wanda maximoff fanfic

[wolfverse-stories]

FanFic master list

Cross-posting fanfics on Tumbler

Feel free to repost or reference anything from this account

Falling in Reverse

Main fic- Damian was the first boy Wonder he chose to create his own path, he became Nightwing. Tim was the second boy whonder path was chosen for him the day he died he became the Red Hood. Jason is the current Robin what will his path be? And how will this affect the path of Dick Grayson the future Robin.

Dreams aren't always pleasant-Damian gets sent to an earth where Tim never dies. He soon learns that might not be a good thing. After everything that happens Damian is forced to review his relationship with all his siblings.

Five times Tim got a hug and the one time he gave-Tim Drake doen't need a hug. His friends and Family disagree

Five times Jason said I love you and the first time someone said it back- Love isn't easy for Jason Todd

The Book of love-A small look into the love life of a Reversed Bat family (Song fic)

Camera one-Tim Drake never had an easy life but maybe his second could be better (songfic)

For more Falling in Reverse check out the Falling in Reverse Tumbler page

The watchers

Main fic-A darker twist on reverse robins. Tim Drake left the life of the bat behind. Or at least that's what he thought until he received a visit from an unlikely guest. Now he leads his own team of misfits known as the watchers.

For more Watchers check out The Watchers Tumbler page

Gotham emergency

Main fic-They may not be crime-fighting vigilantes but they're still the heroes of Gotham City ( Doctors Jason, Cop Dick, Detective Tim, Special needs dance instructor Cass)

For more Gotham Emergency check out the Gotham Emergency Tumblr page

Falling Slowly

Main fic-Tim Drake is the oldest of the Wayne children and that comes with a lot of responsibility that he's not ready for

Wings for protecting

Kids with rough childhoods are given winged protectors to keep them safe. Dick Grayson is the Protector for Jason Todd and Tim Drake is the Protector for Damian Wayne.

Tower of birds

Main fic-Tony never planned on kids so now he has five (Tony adopts the Batboys)

Magneto's Kids

Main fic-Erik Lehsherr thought he had no family left, while he was wrong. In fact, he has three kids Wanda Pietro and Peter. After some random attacks on teen mutants, he decides to move all his children in his house. Things only get harder as they all become part of a team to catch this Mutant hunter. Not to mention the two humans Erik is now forced to work with

Back from the dead-Pietro is back from the dead and has two people he really wants to see. Little does he know his Sister and best friend have some news they're not quite ready to share.

Falling on you-Events that happen prior to the Magneto's Kids Story/ Jack gets an unexpected knock at his door

Sick day-Peter's not feeling too good, luckily Pietro and Wanda are there to help

Our Broken Justice

Main fic-Lorna Dane is Green Lantern sidekick she helped found Young Justice. Her brother Pietro Maximoff is a speedster raised in Cadmus

Other

It's the end of the World as we know it (And I'm not fine)-Most of the Justice League disappeared and a new virus has taken over the world. The only safe place is the Watch Tower however the closest Zeta tube is in Teaxes and the bats are split into two groups. Now it's a race against time to get to the watch tower. (Or reverse bat brothers but with zombies)

More to be add

#fanfic #reverse robin #damian wayne #Batfam #dadneto #erik lehnsherr #tim drake #marvel #dad tony stark #Spiderman #the wolfverse #reverse robins #reverse batfam

[multiplerpmuses]

(New Character)

- [ ] Biological information

- [ ] Name: Jean Elaine Grey-Maximoff

- [ ] Aliases: Phoenix, Dr. Jean Grey

- [ ] Nicknames: Princess, Jeanie, Wanda’s girl

- [ ] Gender: female

- [ ] Place of birth: America

- [ ] DOB: 1967

- [ ] Star sign: Unknown

- [ ] Species/Race: mutant

- [ ] Moral alignment: lawful good, chaotic good

- [ ] Occupation: Xmen

- [ ] Afflictions: N/A

- [ ] Living Status: alive (revised timeline) deceased (original timeline)

- [ ] -physical description-

- [ ] Height: 5’5

- [ ] Weight: 140

- [ ] Eye color: brown

- [ ] Hair color : brown

- [ ] Distinctive features: N/A

- [ ] -known relatives-

- [ ] Biological Father: John Grey

- [ ] Biological Mother: Elaine Grey

- [ ] Siblings: N/A

- [ ] Children: N/A

- [ ] Other known relatives: N/A

- [ ] Grandparents: N/A

- [ ] -Romantic-

- [ ] Sexual orientation: lesbian

- [ ] Status: married

- [ ] Love interest: Wanda Maximoff @multimuseroleplays

- [ ] Position: Sub

- [ ] Personality

Jean’s mutant abilities of Telekinesis and Telepathy manifested when she a young girl, she is classified as a Class Five Mutant.

Flight: she can use her Telekinesis to project herself through the air

Force-Field protection: Jean can generate telekinesis shields or barriers to block, contain, and impede targets.

Telekinetic Blast: Jean can prophecy waves of telekinetic energy to impulse, hit, and destroy multiple object/people

Molecular manipulation: She can manipulate matter at a molecular level at will

Disintegration: Jean is able to atomise nearly anything within her surroundings at will.

Telepathy: Jean has the ability to read, communicate with, and control other people’s minds.

Illusion projection: Jean has the ability to project realistic mental, and sensory illusions through telepathic means, able to simulate invisibility for herself and other people.

Telepathic resistance: Jean has the ability to resist the telepathic intrusion of other psionics.

- [ ] Miscellaneous-

- [ ] Faceclaim: Sophie Turner

- [ ] Fandom: any

- [ ] PenName: Ellen

- [ ] Writing experience: 2+ years

#wanda maximoff #jean grey

[supercap2319]

Y/N: “Steve?”

Steve: “Yes, Y/N?”

Y/N: *Smiles* “You didn’t tell me your brothers were so cute and sexy.”

Ransom: “The kid has good taste, Stevie.”

Johnny: “Yeah, I know I’m hot.”

Andy: “Thank you for the compliment, Y/N.”

Steve: *Puts his head in his hands*

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #young maximoff sibling #male maximoff #chris evans x you #chris evans x male reader #chris evans x y/n #ransom drysdale #johnny storm #andy barber #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x male reader #captain america x male reader #mcu captain america #Steve has look alike brothers

[lizardgutzz]

RULES/FANDOMS

Requests open!

Master list- Doesn't exist yet LOL

Content you will see!

You will see incorrect quotes!

character x Male reader

character x female reader

character x Non-binary reader

Chracter x Character

Head cannons

Rules in general!

No cis-female or girls read male readers. If you are gender fluid, trans, or anything like that you are free to read the male readers. I don’t care but cis girls please don’t read this. You have a lot of books, one shot’s for you and this page is not for you!

No racism, transphobia, homophobia, or anything between that I would block you without a second thought.

No ship hate you will be blocked

Rules for requesting!

DON'TS

Pedophilia

Incest

Non-con or Rape

gangbang

Mosterfucking

age play

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voyuerism

smut for young characters (Please don’t request smut if there younger then let’s so 16 and no I will not age a minor up for your own need’s that’s disgusting if they have a time skip and are older then 16 or around that then I will write smut for them!)

Fetish

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Any kink unless there in the don’t list

threesome (Ex: character x character x character or reader x character x chracter)

Dom/sub bottom/top reader

Scenarios

headcannons

SFW/NSFW alphabet

Little/agre

Sibling’s

Crossovers

Poly! I love doing poly relationships

Parent!Character x reader

Yandere

Disabled reader, mental or physical

Who - What I write for

Marvel/x-men

Please specify if reader has powers or not, is so, what powers? ^^

Peter maximoff . Kurt wagner . Scott summer . Logan howlett . Tony stark . Wade wilson . Bucky barnes . Steve rogers . Loki . Thor . Steven strange . Venom/Eddie

Demon slayer

Tanjiro . Muzan . Zenitsu . Inosuke

I am only 1 season in so expect more to be added

Tiger & Bunny

Kotetsu . Kaede(only as sibling) . Barnaby . Ryan . Ivan . Keith . Nathan . Antonio . Yuri

Slashers

Does JD from heathers go in this list? Lol . Brahms heelshire . Billy loomis . Stu macher . Michael myer . Freddy Kruger . Chucky . Tiffany Valentine . More will certainly be added!!

Creepypasta

Ticci toby . Masky/Tim . Brian/Masky . Jeff the killer . Eyeless jack . BEN . Slenderman . Nina the killer(I like her fuck off) . I'm probably missing some but whatever

Moving on from killers LOLLL

Yuurivoice

Seth . Alphonse . Finn . Charlie . Jack

Monster high G1

Please specify what monster you would like reader to be! or if reader is a human ^_^

Cleo . Duece . Abbey . Lagoona . Clawdeen . Frankie . Ghoulia . Toralei . Valentine

And that's it! Thank you for reading:)

#tiger & bunny #anime / manga #creepypasta #jeff the killer #ticci toby #slenderman #monster high #monster high x reader #slashers #slashers x reader #scream 1996 #the boy 2016 #marvel #x men x reader #x men #the avengers #yuurivoice #yuurivoice bittersweet #request rules #genshin x reader #genshin impact

[sapphicsmaximoff]

earth-326 (pt.3) - wanda maximoff

a/n: sorry this is so short and took so long, but i’ve started school, so updates will be way less frequent

i ii iii iv

You’d all made it to the shipping yard, and you fought back valiantly. Some began to retreat as you landed before Thor, noticing his dazed state. You could hear him go out on comms, and you were worried. “Thor?” Your eyebrows furrowed as you could feel it. 

You began to sweat as you feel under her spell. Your eyes glowed as read as hers, and you took a deep breath, stumbling back. Outside of your mind, Wanda jumped as your wings popped out from your back. The uncoordinated motion rips the back of your shirt open, and she gasps at your beautiful features. 

Not your back muscles, but the wings. And she looked into your mind, noticing you were much more frantic. and trying to resist. She began to soothe you with her native tongue. She could see it, Strucker eerily smiling at you as a young child. “You and your pathetic siblings, will never make us proud.” 

You began to growl, your vision becoming hotter, the heat beginning to burn. The veins in your neck began to protrude as you burst off of the ground and straight through the top of the ship. 

<>

The amount of talking to Tommy hadn’t necessarily been fruitful. When you brought up Wanda, he avoided the subject. Billy loved his mom, he still drew for her, and would tag along while Tommy begged to stay in the Game Room where Yelena and Kate frequented. 

Tommy obviously was different, but you couldn’t figure out why. Fortunately, after a week you let it go. Instead you focused on Wanda’s first few minutes without the ventilator. You brought food for the team, but ate upstairs as Wanda was being fed through a straw. 

Wanda was enjoying the redo. 

Every day Pietro comes to visit. Yesterday, you and Billy came, but strangely no Tommy. She wishes she could ask why, but doesn’t.

It takes her only a few days to move her limbs, and even less to say her first words without coughing. You all seem to be very supportive, and you even stay overnight by yourself just to be with her.

“This is really good.” You mumble. “Can you eat hard stuff?” Wanda chuckles breathily. “Apple sauce isn’t hard food.” She mutters.

“No, I know that, I mean the tacos.”

“You’ve always had strange taste, moya lyubov’” You wanted to argue, but looked at the items on the table with several different tastes. “I do, don’t I?” Wanda giggles, sitting back.

“So you’re retired? We’re retired?” She asks as she settles back. “Yeah. I-I uh…I teach now. I’m a professor at NYU, I teach physics. Which is very ironic considering I break the rules of physics every time I fly, or flew.”

“You don’t fly anymore?”

“No. I-I don’t have a reason to. I promised the boys I’d stop going on missions…after what happened to you of course.” Wanda gulps. “They were horrified when they saw you. I was horrified. I-“ You pause, rubbing your face as tears begin to fall.

“It wasn’t your fault.” She says, remembering these things from this Wanda’s memories. The literal sword being plunged into and ripped from her back. She fell to her death, rolling onto the beach as she recalled.

“You told me you felt like something bad would happen, and I didn’t fucking listen. “One more mission.” my ass.” Wanda sighs, caressing your face with her hand.

“Come on, it’ll be fun to get back in the field, right?” Wanda rolls her eyes, watching you with a smile. “Yeah, maybe for you. But I enjoy retirement, Y/NN.” You scoff, sitting back with an annoyed expression.

“Wanda, I don’t want to go on my own. It’s just one job. One.”

It ended up being much more that that.

You were cloned, and they’d come after you. It got to Wanda first, and hurt her. It destroyed you, and the destruction you’d brought upon afterwards was something she didn’t need to know at all.

Three years of torture because you couldn’t handle being on your own for too long. What a baby. “I was being a child.” A knock from the door pulled you out of your thoughts. You went to stand, but Natasha opened the door.

Your children walked in behind her, and Billy ran to the bed, hugging his mother. Wanda was delighted, but frowned when she noticed Tommy hiding behind his godmother’s leg. “Tommy.” You warned.

The boy wouldn’t move, he wouldn’t look at her. Natasha looked behind her, trying to get the boy off her leg before you got angry like you usually did. “Tommy, say hello to your mother, now.” He still wouldn’t move.

“Thomas!” You yelled, making the boy flinch. You felt a soft but stiff hand on yours, making your your jaw twitch as you stared at your wife. “It’s okay. He’s fine. He doesn’t have to.” Wanda says. Natasha smiles, dragging Tommy with her as she moved towards her friend. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

You scoff, standing up to leave the room. Without regrading either woman, you do leave, slamming the door behind you. “She was very upset. Swore whatever happened to me was her fault, I think what just happened made her a little more upset.” Natasha sighs, simply agreeing with a nod.

“I didn’t mean to make her upset.” A small voice says, making Wanda smile. He still sounded the same. She didn’t know why she would think he’d sound different.

“It’s okay, your mom just needs to be alone.”

<>

Wanda was right about you being upset.

It was a little bit irrational, and Natasha didn’t think Tommy deserved to be iced out due to circumstance. You had let it go, but when you got home, laid them down.

You began to pace, but pause a picture catches your eye. It was you and Wanda taken by Tony, who was in a weird artistic phase. You were somewhere near a lake, she was 4 months pregnant. You remember that weekend like it was yesterday. God, you missed you her so bad.

You were livid that you allowed this to happen, and in turn went downstairs and drank. You swore to Wanda you wouldn’t, but you kept the alcohol hidden in case you needed it.

“I thought you quit.” You jumped, glaring at Natasha. “Jesus Christ, Nat! Why do you do that?”

The redhead shrugs with a smirk. “You need me, Y/NN.” She walks over to you, grabbing the bottle. “Get rest. And maybe don’t be so upset with Tommy tomorrow, he may be a kid, but he has feelings too.”

“Hmm.” You brush past her, not walking to your room upstairs, but over to your living room couch. 

Tags:

@nikkinss @justyourwritter69​ @lizlil​ @reddishmei​ @marvelogic​ @an-evergreen-rose​ @lattayhottay16​ @mymommawanda​ 

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #wanda maximoff au #wanda x y/n #wanda x you

[limarieb]

1 | prologue (angels like you)

Summary: Looking forward to this moment for years, Wanda Maximoff had many feelings and anticipations regarding her transition to university: nervous, yet excited. Despite spending half of her adolescence dreaming about her time at university, she truly had no idea how it would go; however, never in her many dreams would she encounter somebody like Natasha Romanoff, her roommate, for the next year.

Chapter Warnings: mentions of war, implied past depression/passive suic!dal thoughts

Word Count: 0.6k

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Everyone seems to describe university as a fresh start for themselves. It was a place and time in their lives in which what had occurred prior to their orientation as a 'college student' did not matter anymore: no one knew the embarrassing details from the "second-grade incident"; no one knew about the fact you were an orphan by the age of twelve, a few days after you had celebrated your birthday; no one knew. Something about that fact was just so—

Freeing.

This year is going to be different, Wanda told herself internally. I'm going to be different. Better.

She just prayed to any gods there were that everyone was right; she hoped they were telling her the truth.

Wanda couldn't help but be lost in thought as she continued to drive through the various small towns. She gawked at the quaint houses and picturesque storefronts that lined the streets. In some ways, it all reminded her of home — Sokovia. Her parents. Her twin brother, Pietro.

She closed her eyes harshly, attempting to forcefully prevent the impending memories from fronting in her mind. It's not that Wanda did not want to think about her family and — albeit the taintedness that comes from their fateful end — their joyful memories: sitcoms and sibling mischief. She just simply couldn't. She could not handle thinking about them before reverting back to her twelve-year-old self and experiencing her world collapsing repeatedly.

Wanda used to be joyful. She used to wake up each day with a smile already set on her face. She used to think the only bad that would happen on a given day was her father arriving later than he had originally promised. That is not to say that Wanda did not experience any hardship compared to other girls her age. Sokovia was known for its violent conflicts; each night, glowing lights polluted the young girl's bedroom. When she was young, Wanda believed the lights were merely stars in the sky. They were not.

Bombs. Gunfire. War.

None of it mattered to her, though. To Wanda, life was tough — such a statement was indisputable. It was bearable — fruitful, even — because her family was there with her throughout it all. To put it simply, it was home.

Her home — her family — was gone now. When the second bombshell struck the base of her family's apartment building six years ago, it all collapsed. For two days, she had to lay next to the bodies of her mother, father, and twin brother — her other half. For two days, she wished she would soon join them in whatever place beyond this life that they were sent to. For two days, the guilt dissolved her — it left her uncomfortably bare. She felt as if she was on display for everyone else to see, like an abandoned animal captured and stored in a zoo for everyone else's pleasure. This sentiment, however, did not dissolve after her move to the United States; in fact, it exacerbated it. The other kids found the "foreign, emo girl" just so amusing.

No one could look at her like that if they did not know her past; at least, that's what Wanda prefers to tell herself. That is why when she had the opportunity — to move across the country to a place in which not a single person knew anything about her — Wanda knew she had to take advantage of it. It was probably one of the only things in the past few years that gave her an ounce of excitement, of anticipation.

She did not want to be Wanda Maximoff anymore: sad, freaky orphan.

All she wanted to be was Wanda Maximoff, a normal teenage girl.

Would she ever have that?

[Next Chapter]

#natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff #elizabeth olsen #scarlet witch #natasha romanoff #black widow #wandanat #scarlet widow #scarlett johansson #limarieb angels like you #wanda x natasha

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

How To Be Friends With The Worlds Greatest Super Heroes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54470053 by TheRam3nB0wl The Avengers stay in Stark's Tower but notice a young boy walking freely in the penthouse. Although they felt weary, seeing a Tony would always get weary whenever they went to canvass him, so they left him alone until he came in looking like a lovesick puppy, and now it's their task to help the poor boy date his 'high school crush'. OR Tony's 'not my son's sometimes comes into the penthouse, and he needs help asking out his crush, who already knows he likes her. OR OR Peter makes friends with the Avengers, who try to help him get with his crush. Words: 26, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Happy Hogan, Harley Keener, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Flash Thompson, Friday (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Scott Lang Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Michelle Jones & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Harley Keener & Peter Parker, Happy Hogan & Peter Parker, Harley Keener & Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Aunt May Parker & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Tony Stark Acting as Harley Keener's Parental Figure, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Protective Tony Stark, Protective MJ, First Dates, peter making friends with the avengers while trying to get with, peter making friends with the avengers while trying to get with Mj, Simp Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, 'how to' by peter parker, Flash Thompson Being A Jerk, (For a reason), Worried Ned Leeds, ned leeds is a bad wingman, but tries his best, live laugh love the highschool trio, ned leeds hates being the third wheel, but loves his friends, Comfort No Hurt, mj knows peter is a simp, there are too many tags, avengers try to give peter love advise, Peter has a british accent, Peter Parker Has a Crush, can we all agree the every peter parker/spider-man has a nice ass, but i'll try and not sexualize him anyway, Flash Thompson Redemption, Texting, harley and morgan try to help too, but they make things worse, their good siblings tho read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54470053

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

[cthulhu-calling]

Take Your Memory With You III

Carol Danvers x f!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x f!Reader, Wanda Maximoff x f!Reader

Summary : There’s never anything interesting that happens in your small town of Rose Briar. But when heartbreak, a beautiful stranger and your past come knocking, there’s nowhere to run.

Warnings : fluff, angst, new love is blooming <3

Author’s Note : okay so my reader is a woc but I’ve tried to make reader’s physical appearance as vague as possible. So, reader is obviously Winnie’s adopted daughter and Bucky’s sister. sorry i've been MIA, i've had a tonne of submissions.

Word Count : 1473

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It’s two whole days before you can motivate yourself to make it to work. Monday morning rolls around with surprisingly warm weather, as if the sun itself is beckoning you out of the house. 

Your mom, though elated, had kept it to herself when you told her about Carol leaving. She’d even come over to cook you some food, taking care of you for that weekend. You didn’t appreciate her meddlesome nature but you were glad she was around to take care of you. You made it a point to invite her over for dinner one day. 

The town was small enough that you could walk almost everywhere and that’s what you did. But there was something different about today. People were greeting you with sad smiles, even the ones who usually didn’t speak to you. 

The moment you walk into the little diner you work at, Cam, the older woman you worked for and the owner of the restaurant, came running at you, pulling you into a hug. She was a tiny woman, barley five feet and ninety pounds but God, that woman could crush you between her bony arms. 

“Oh honey, why did you come in today? After what happened, I’d have let you take the week off,” she says as she pulls away and holds you at a distance so she can get a good look at you. 

“What?” 

“Don’t pretend with me, your mama told me everything,” she admonishes as she leads you further into the kitchen. 

“Of course she did,” you say sarcastically, receiving a swift pinch on your arm.

“Don’t you dare take that tone with me young lady,” she warns, tilting her head towards the sink.

You roll your sleeves up to your elbows, washing and drying your hands before you tie the apron around yourself. 

“Sorry ma’am,” you say glumly, getting a satisfied nod from her.

“You’re on the cash register today, easy work. Let me know if you wanna tap out,” she lets you know, making you sigh. You’re not looking for a fight. The morning starts with the usual rush, and much to your dismay, most of the patrons paying let you know that you’re better off without Carol anyway. You would’ve appreciated it any other day but honestly, the wound was still too fresh. 

It’s around midmorning, once the rush has died down that a woman walks in, a tall man following her in tow. They look a little too alike, making you come to the conclusion that they’re probably siblings. From where you’re stood, you can see the man trying to hit on Brunn, not really receiving much reciprocation. The woman seems embarrassed by the antics of her brother. The diner is mostly empty so you pick up the cheesy Harlequin romance you were reading last night, finding it easy to slip back into the story. It was an old issue, one of your mom’s but still in a readable condition. The plot about an ex-con finding work at a ranch in Wyoming with a less than hospitable owner is a good escape. It’s shallow, the relationship lacking any true depth but it did the job of getting your mind off of things like the many others you devoured the past weekend. 

You’re snapped out of it by someone clearing their throat. The woman from the table stands in front of you. Her long 

“Hi, how can I help you?” you ask in your best customer service voice.

“I was wondering if you could tell me which pie you'd recommend. I’m looking for something that’s not too sweet,” she asks.

“All our pie’s are great but I’d personally recommend the pumpkin pie,” you suggest.

“Great, could you add it to my bill please? And add a thirty percent tip for the lovely waitress too, I can’t apologise enough for my brother,” she says sheepishly as she hands you the crisp bill.

“Sure. Are you guys new in town? I haven’t seen you before,” you ask, fetching her change.

“Yeah, I just bought the old florist shop on River. My brother and I just moved here from Seattle. We arrived only yesterday,” she says.

“Well, I’m Y/n and consider this your official welcome to town,” you say with a bright smile, a real one this time. You hold out your hand and she shakes it. Her hands are soft, manicured to perfection.

“I’m Wanda, that’s my brother Pietro,” she offers. 

“It was great meeting you. I hope we see you back again soon,” you say with a smile, handing her back her change before packing the pie and handing it to her.

“Without a doubt,” she says, accepting the pie and the bill you hand her. She waves goodbye with her free hand, dragging her brother who seemed to be chatting Brunn’s ear off. 

“Glad he’s gone,” she sighs as she walks towards the counter, taking a seat on one of the bar stools.

“His sister just left you a pretty hefty tip,” you wiggle your eyebrows at her, showing her your copy of the bill.

“Maybe they should visit often then,” she huffs with a laugh. 

“Maybe,” you shrug. 

“They just moved here from Seattle. They’re converting old Mrs Schmidt’s florist shop into a dance studio. Well, she’s the dancer. He is a professional twitch streamer which is just a fancy word for saying unemployed,” she tells you. 

“Funny,” you say distractedly. You both get back to work and you mostly forget about Wanda until it’s time to head back home. 

You realise there’s no one waiting for you at home so you might as well wander around town a bit. You stop by at the local grocery store, your town is so small that there isn’t really a Walmart or costco. There you run into Joe Wate, the ‘editor’, of Rose Briar’s very own newspaper, The Stars N’ Stripes (est. 1959). The one Carol used to work for. He’s surprised to see you there, that’s for sure, apparent in his mouth hanging wide open as he puts canned tomatoes into his shopping cart.

“Everything alright Mr. Wate?” you wonder out loud, prompting him to close his mouth and nod his head vehemently. 

“Oh, yes, my dear. I’m just surprised to see you. I thought you’d have left with Carol,” he says her name with such disgust that it honestly shocks you.

“Yeah, we broke up,” you offer awkwardly, causing him to reach out and gently squeeze your shoulder.

“You’re better off without her. Can you believe she thought she was too good for the Stars N’ Stripes? Hah, we’re better off without her,” he boasts even though you and him both know that she was the best journalist he had on his small team of five. The sudden urge to defend her flares up inside you but you push it down. 

“Yeah. Anyway, I should really get going. The grocery list isn’t gonna buy itself,” you say lamely, excusing yourself.

You finish your grocery shopping, mostly consisting of junk food. Once you’re done, you decide to walk around with your groceries in hand, like a goddamn idiot. You’re walking down River when you spot it. The old florist shop-now- dance studio. There still seems to be work going on but all things considered, the place looks pretty great. You find yourself stopping in front of the shop. Staring inside. You don’t realise you’ve been spotted until Wanda is walking towards you. 

“We meet again,” she says, a soft smile gracing her lips. 

“Oh, I’m sorry if I’m in the way of your work,” you bite your lip, heat rising to your cheeks in embarrassment. 

“Don’t worry about it. I wanted to take a break anyway,” she shrugs and starts to walk, as you struggle to keep up with her with the heavy groceries in hand.

“Do you wanna get some coffee?” she wonders out loud and you nod absentmindedly. You’re distracted by a figure walking alongside the two of you on the other side of the street. The tall, stocky build is eerily familiar. The dark brown tresses are the same as they used to be when you were children. Could it be him? No, it can’t. You don’t believe he’ll be able to show his face around town after what he did. But when he turns his head just slightly, trying to catch a sly glimpse of you, the steely blue eyes give him away. 

Dropping your groceries at the spot, you bolt across the street, his eyes finally meeting yours as they widen. You greet him with a punch, almost knocking him off balance. You clutch your fist that will definitely bruise tonight in your other hand before you spit out with the most venom you can muster.

“How dare you show up here again, dear brother?” 

#carol danvers x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maxmioff x reader #female reader #fluff #light angst #small towns #bucky barnes #mixed feelings

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