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lesbesapphic · 1 year

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Mean Wanda AU

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

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

A/N- Hey everyone!

I am really happy for the love and support on this au! So glad that you all enjoy it. I wanted to write this sooner but recently..as usual I have been going through some financial crunch. It is hard to make it to each month with college and everything else and still be able to write and have a kitchen with filled groceries.

And it sucks that I have to ask you all every time for help but it really means alot when any of you help me whether it is through commission. Some days it just helps me eat and keep myself healthy enough to go through college and meet the bills. So thank you. Thank you very much. Enjoy!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Y/N!"

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

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

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

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

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A/N - I really hope you all enjoyed it!

And if you all wish to make a commission! Please do! I would really appreciate and if you all just want to support me that would also be really helpful!!!

I have a goal of 100 dollars to be able to buy some groceries and meet the rent. I would really appreciate if you all can help me reach it.

It is not compulsory. I enjoy writing for you all regardless of the help. It is my escape and I love that you all enjoy it as much as I do. But yes this time I am really struggling. Hopefully it will work out :).

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kazmyass · 1 year

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Hey! Not sure if this is where I should leave a request but I’d love to see the prompt “Have you eaten today?” “Am I gonna get in trouble if I say no?” With Wanda Maximoff x Reader all good if not :)

Baby Steps

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x gn!reader

Description: Wanda, new to the Avengers after the events of Age of Ultron, finds peace in the reader. But when the reader starts showing signs of an eating disorder, Wanda does her best to help in a situation where she feels powerless.

Warnings: eating disorder, talk of disordered eating, angst with fluff sprinkled in at the end

Words: 1269

A/N: hii this is my first post and it’s a request yippee! to anyone who is struggling with disordered eating, i want you to know you’re not alone. you can always message me to talk. my messages are open. you are loved and valued, and you are worth much more than the number on a scale or a measuring tape.

Wanda was observant. She was the kind of person who noticed when someone was a little too quiet. She noticed the small things, but didn’t really speak up about it. After all, being new to the Avengers would definitely make someone not want to speak up. She felt like she had no place to.

It wasn’t until y/n came back from their mission that Wanda started to feel like she belonged. Y/n had been gone for the first few days of Wanda’s stay at the compound, so to see that there was another Avenger startled Wanda.

But y/n was kind, caring. They were gentle with everyone, unlike some of the others. Everyone seemed to like y/n. It wasn’t long before Wanda and y/n became close.

Wanda noticed the small things about y/n. She noticed that y/n always wet their hairbrush before brushing their hair. She noticed the kinds of books they liked to read. She noticed that they seemed especially happy on rainy days. But that wasn’t the only thing Wanda had seen.

Wanda saw the times that y/n would slip away right after dinner. She saw how, when asked if they wanted a snack, they would always politely refuse. It puzzled her.

But it didn’t take long to figure it out. Y/n had an eating disorder. To think that someone that happy, that kind could do such a thing to themselves. Wanda wanted to reach into y/n’s mind, figure out what the problem was and stop it. But that would be way overstepping a boundary.

As time went on Wanda got closer to y/n, she began to fall more and more in love with them. And when they asked Wanda to be their girlfriend, she was more than happy to say yes. And ever since that day, Wanda vowed to love y/n as much as she could.

“Dragul meu? (my love?),” Wanda asked one day, hoping that today would be different. She walked into their shared bedroom, hoping to give y/n a gentle wake-up call. “What do you want for breakfast?”

Y/n groaned, rolling over and squinting their eyes. “Maybe just a coffee,” They said, voice raspy. Both the rasp and the answer made Wanda’s stomach flutter.

“Milk and sugar okay, dragoste (love)?” Wanda asked, hoping to whatever god was listening that y/n would say yes.

“Black is good for me,” They said, sitting up. Wanda pursed her lips into a small smile and nodded. Giving y/n a soft kiss on the forehead, she murmured, “Are you doing alright?”

Y/n knew that Wanda knew about their eating disorder. They hadn’t had extensive conversations about it, but at that point, nearly everyone in the compound knew. Y/n just chose to ignore that. But with Wanda, they were honest. Well, as honest as they could be.

“I’ve got it under control, don’t worry dragă (darling),” Y/n whispered back, slipping into Wanda’s native tongue. Wanda furrowed her brows, but pushed her worry aside. Y/n wouldn’t lie to her, right?

“I know, I just worry,” She said.

“And you don’t need to, I’m okay.” Y/n gave Wanda’s hand a slight squeeze. Wanda nodded.

“Well, I’d better make that coffee then, shouldn’t I?”

By the time the afternoon rolled around, Wanda was restless. She wasn’t due for training like the others since she wasn’t put on the schedule for that day. She kept running y/n’s words in her head over and over again.

I’ve got it under control. If y/n was telling the truth, why did it feel like they were slipping further and further away? Why did it feel like Wanda could only watch as y/n fell deeper in the hole? Her thoughts were interrupted as Pietro sped into the room.

“Wanda! It’s y/n! They-” He panted. Wanda stood, eyes widening. “They fainted, during combat training!” Wanda felt as if her whole world stopped. Y/n, her love, had finally pushed themselves too far.

“Which gym?” She said, face like stone.

“Uhh, 3A, Rogers is with her now-” Wanda didn’t wait for Pietro to finish. She dashed through the compound and down to the level where the training rooms were. She could feel a sob catching in her throat as she struggled to find room 3A. With tears threatening her lower lashline, she tore through each of the gyms until she found it.

Steve was next to y/n who was sitting against the far wall, sipping a bottle of water. When Wanda approached, Steve backed off, not wanting to be a part of what seemed to be a hard conversation.

“Y/N!” Wanda cried, kneeling next to her partner. “What happened, are you-” Wanda choked on a sob. She could see y/n’s face twist in sadness. Y/n placed their hands on Wanda’s cheeks and shook their head.

“Please don’t cry,” They said. When Wanda had calmed for a moment, she took a deep breath.

“Please, honestly, have you eaten today?” Y/n’s face fell. They looked down for a moment.

“Am I going to get in trouble if I say no?” They whispered. Wanda’s stomach dropped. She bit her lip for a moment, and thought about what she should say next.

“No, no you won’t get in trouble darling,” She said slowly. “Come, we’ll get you to the infirmary-”

“No-”

“Y/n please.” Wanda looked at y/n, practically begging them to come with her. Y/n was silent for a moment, then nodded.

“Okay, but I don’t know if I’m ready to get better yet,” they said. This broke Wanda’s heart.

“You don’t have to get better all at once. Pași de bebeluș (baby steps), okay?” Wanda said. Y/n nodded again.

“Baby steps.”

“Y/n! I was talking to Banner, and he said there’s something called supplement! It’s a drink, so when you can’t finish your meals, you can have that instead!” Wanda said, entering y/n’s hospital room. It wasn’t long before y/n was admitted for malnutrition. But Wanda visited everyday. She stayed at the hospital day and night and only left for food and to clean herself up. And to talk to Banner of course.

“I don’t know...” y/n said, looking down at their hands.

“You don’t have to use it all the time, or at all. Just try it?” Wanda said, taking a seat next to y/n.

“Maybe-” Y/n was cut off by the sing-song voice of a nurse entering the room with a tray. A tray of food.

“Lunchtime!!” The nurse said. Wanda could see the panic enter y/n’s eyes as the nurse got closer. She took y/n’s hand in hers and squeezed, letting them know they she was right there.

“Thank you,” Wanda said, speaking for the panicked patient. Y/n looked at Wanda, eyes brimming with tears.

“I don’t know if I can-” They started. They cut themselves off before saying more.

“Baby steps,” Wanda reassured them. “How about this, you take one bite of the sandwich, and I’ll take one too. We’ll share it, okay?” Y/n took a deep breath and nodded. Wanda did her best to keep y/n distracted throughout the meal. It took a while, due to their abnormally small bites, but they finished the sandwich.

“O Doamne (oh my god)! We finished it my love! That’s amazing! You’re doing amazing, “ Wanda said when y/n had finished their last bite. “I knew you could do it!”

“It was easier like that,” Y/n admitted.

“Well, in that case dragul meu (my darling), I’ll eat with you for as long as it takes. Even if it means forever.” Wanda said, still amazed at how well y/n had done. This was the most they had eaten in a couple days.

“Promise?”

“Promisiune (promise).”

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darkwaveho · 2 years

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Favors

Summary: You get multiple surprises in one day.

Parings: Stoner!Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: 18+, Stalking, harassment, cursing, suggestive content, Jealousy, groping,

Part 4 | Part 6|

The events of last night weighed heavily on you all morning. You barely slept last night and you were not in the mood for anything, or anyone especially when you get to your film class and find someone sitting in your unassigned assigned seat. you decide against confronting them about the seat, at least right away. As soon as you sit down and pull your laptop out the faint smell and that hypnotizing accent sends chills down your spine.

“You know it’s not polite to leave someone wet and needy on top of a car, right? Not only do we need to work on your manners but aftercare as well hm?” She spoke the truth after you left her, she craved more of you she didn’t even stick around for the party too long after. In search on relief, she went back to her room and came several times while she still had the fresh memory of you on her brain. you quickly turn your head in her direction with a shocked expression. What was she doing here? How did she even know what class you were in?

“How do you even know where my class is?” you ask with a hint of anger.

“I have my ways dekta.” you only stare at her annoyingly before she speaks again. You let silence through the atmosphere as she inches closer to you in your seat. “How about we continue what we started in the garage?” you laugh. “What we started? I’m pretty sure it’s finished.” You lower your voice. maybe you can play with her bit more. you did have fun last night seeing her easily submit to you. “I’m pretty sure you finished too.” Wanda moans with a joyful smile plastered on her face. “I know I said this before.” She slides her hand up your leg while you slap her hands away giving her a warning glare. “But I love your mouth.” Her breath faintly hits the shell of your ear. “I haven’t had the pleasure of experiencing it the way I want though, maybe we can change that?” You feel her fingers lightly tug on the zipper on your jeans.

A loud voice rings through the room startling you out of your trance Wanda placed on you. “Miss Maximoff, I do not believe you are on my listing for this course, Is there a reason why you’re here in my class?”

Wanda clears her throat and turns to the professor. “I’m not on your listing professor, that’s why I’m here to get a feel.” She squeezes your leg. “On if I want to enlist in this course, I absolutely love film.” He hums in acknowledgment. “Yes, that’s all fine and good but until I see your name on my list you cannot be in my class. I’m going to have to ask you to leave Miss Maximoff.” Wanda clenches her jaw and narrows her eyes at the man who does he think he is? When Wanda moves too slow for the professors liking he raises his voice. “Now.” Oh yeah, she was definitely going to get him for this. “I’ll see you later baby.” she says lowly.

“No, you won’t.” you quickly reply back to her.

“You’re cute.” She smiles before picking up her bag and walking down the stairs to stand in front of the professor’s desk. she stares him down on her way out of the room. She wonders if he normally has a stick up his ass but then she remembers how pathetic his wife would sound whenever she needed Wanda to fuck her because he couldn’t get the job done. He definitely needs to be put in his place if Wanda wasn’t taken by you already, she would surely fuck his wife again in retaliation and leave a few items behind on purpose but not anything that would link her to the affair.

“What’s up with you and Maximoff now? It’s like every time I see you, she’s there.” you sigh while rubbing your tired eyes. “I guess she has me on her list now.” Daisy studies you silently. “You’re not going to give in to her right? she treats them like whores after she’s done having fun with them.” You really wish you could tell daisy that you weren’t going to fall victim to Wanda. it’s no use in lying, you’re obviously attracted to her even if she’s pushy and obnoxious all the time. “I know daze, trust me I’m not the one seeking her out.” Her jaw drops from your response. “Wait run that back, she came to you?” You nod your head with a curious gaze.

That’s never happened before, Wanda never had to chase anyone before so she must really want you. “But don’t worry I’m trying to avoid her I’d rather not deal with her baggage.” Daisy doesn’t want that to happen. She doesn’t want you getting hurt, you’re to kindhearted to be with Wanda anyway you deserve someone better someone that matches your same energy. someone like Daisy. “Good.” She says with much more confidence than she had before. you raise your eyebrows at her which has her quickly rephrasing her words. “I just don’t want you getting hurt. I’d have to kick her ass.” As you chuckle at her protectiveness; she playfully nudges your shoulder while the professor signals for the class to quiet down. “You have nothing to worry about.” you say as the light dim down.

After film class was over you and Daisy decided to head to the cafe for a moment, this was your favorite spot. you only really came here with daisy to unwind and chill. the two of you order your usuals and sit at your favorite table all the while exchanging different theories and opinions about the movie you two watched in film class this morning. after a while Daisy says her goodbye as she gathers her bag her coding class was all the way on the other side of the campus, and she couldn’t be late again. “I’ll catch you later Y/n.”

you smile at her as you look up from your laptop. “See you later Daze.” You should really be more aware of your surroundings Wanda thought as she’s been sitting here in the cafe just watching you and Daisy for the past 30 minutes. Kate gave her the run-down of your whole routine she knew you’d be here in the cafe after film class, but she didn’t know you would bring that convict with you. she finally rises from her hidden spot in the cafe and walks towards you with determination and confidence.

“I told you I would see you later, didn’t I?” you look up from your laptop to yet again see the same face you say just a few hours ago. She drops something on the table causing you to shift your focus. “What’s this?” You say questioning the black matte shopping bag Wanda placed on the table. “Open it and find out.” She says while smiling at you as she takes a seat across from you. You don’t know what might be in there but you’re curious.

When you take too long without moving to open the bag Wanda pushes it closer to you. “C’mon I spent a lot of time picking it out for you.” She ends the sentence with a pout. A cute pout. You were probably really going to regret this, but you make a move to open the bag. inside the bag she had all types of underwear from detailed lace, silk, thongs, she even bought you guarders and stockings.

“Are you serious, right now?”

She pouts a little at your response she thought for sure you would like them, and it was wayy better quality than the flimsy ones you wore last night. she wasn’t complaining then about the easy access, but she wanted you in the best, so she bought it for you, she was the only one going to see you in them anyway. “Yes, what’s wrong do you not like them?”

You ignore her question because you do in fact like them you actually love them but the way she just bought them and casually shows up with a bag full of panties annoys you a bit. “Why did you buy these?”

“Well, I felt a little bad for ripping your red ones and you left the party without anything covering that pretty pussy of yours.” She leans forward as she darkly whispers. “We can’t have that now, can we?” You throw the bag across the table hitting Wanda in the chest. “What is this something you buy other whores?” Wanda was about to put you in your place for even mentioning those other broads. she never bought them anything like this. what did she have to do to prove to you that you’re the one for her? maybe she didn’t think it through and jumped the gun with the panties. Before either of you can continue with your conversation you spot Carmen coming to your table Wanda notices your shift in sight and follows suit.

“Hey, Y/n.”

“What’s up Carmen? This is a little weird I’ve never seen you out of your uniform before.” Carmen chuckles and slightly blushes. Wanda sits across from you staring daggers into the other girl, was she really going to stand there and not acknowledge her? and blatantly flirt with you in her face? Oh, no that’s not going to fly. “Well, hello to you too Caramel.” Wanda sends her a tight-lipped smile after her sarcastic remark. Carmen turns her head to Wanda’s seated figure.

“Oh, sorry I didn’t see you there.” She still makes no effort to properly greet Wanda. “Anyway, I um wanted to give you this, I didn’t see you this morning and I know how much you love them. So, I saved you one.” She places the small pouch containing the brownies on the table. Before you can grab the container; Wanda’s hands are all over it. She opens the container ignoring your stern look of disapproval.

“Wanda!” You try to reach for the brownie, but she leans away from you taking a bite of it. “Oh, I’m sorry, here have a bite.” She holds the brownie out in front of your face. Disgust shown on your face has Wanda tilting her head with a curious look. “I’m not eating after you.” She lets out a devilish laugh. “You won’t eat after me, but you had no problem sticking your fingers in me?” Your eyes widen with shock and embarrassment. Carmen shifts uncomfortably as she clears her throat. “Oh, I- uh, had no idea you two were.” She leaves her sentence open not knowing what to do in this situation. She’s embarrassed, Wanda notices and of course takes advantage of that.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it Caramel, but thanks for the brownies.” Her posture falters for a moment before she turns back to you. “I’ll see you around y/n, enjoy the brownies.” She leaves the table before you can explain and tell her you and Wanda are not together. you shift all your energy to Wanda. “Hm, these are really good; I see why you like them princess. but as good as they are I can make better ones; I’ll make you some the next time you come over.”

You roll your eyes at her cockiness, who said you were ever going to step foot in her apartment again? “Why would you do that? seriously she’s really nice. Now it’s gonna be awkward when I have to explain everything to her.”

“Who says you have to explain anything to her?”

“Well, I don’t need anyone thinking I’m dating you. maybe I can still catch up to her.” You say as you start gathering your things and getting up from the seat. Wanda moves fast to round the table and pushes you back in the seat before you can leave.

“Sit. down. Detka” She pushes you back with so much force your left panting.

“You know I don’t appreciate being treated like that you really hurt my feelings, but you can make it up to me by letting me feed you this brownie. Open.” She sits on your lap holding the brownie up to your lips waiting patiently.

“Please don’t make me get rough in public I’d rather save that for the bedroom, unless you like being watched.” You stare up at her as heat rushes through your body. “I don’t want any-” your sentence is cut off when Wanda shoves the brownie into your mouth unexpectedly causing you to gag a bit. You give her a bewildered look after your fit of coughing calms down. “What the fuck.” you say with the brownie still in your mouth.

“Ah ah detka don’t talk with your mouth full.” she giggles at your reaction. This was fun to her playing with you this way she didn’t want to choke you up like that…not really you just tested her patience. She’s rather choke you properly in the confined space of her room and not in this café. When your eyes shift from Wanda and your face falters, she follows your line of sight. Ah of course she forgot about this problem. Daisy. She needs her out of the way. She doesn’t deserve you. Carmen doesn’t deserve you. Wanda is the only person on this earth that should be able to claim you and she’ll make sure that happens. Daisy’s smile quickly falters when she sees Wanda sitting on your lap and so close to your face.

To Daisy it was as if Wanda was sucking your face right now in front of her. Your breath hitches when you see the hurt on her face. Sure, you both flirted back and forth and had moments, but nothing came of it because neither one you made a move to further explore things exclusively. Did she have the right to be mad? To be sad? Should you feel guilty right now? Wanda on the other hand had a smug look on her face she really wanted to push Daisy’s button. She wanted to mark her territory. Wanda grabs your face and presses her lips against yours. You’re shocked from the contact not able to do anything for a moment but sit there and let her lips move against yours.

“Kiss me back.” she lowly growls against your lips. She seems to get irritated at the lack of interest from you, so she harshly bites down on your bottom lip. You groan in pain, but it doesn’t last long when you feel her tongue move across the wound she just caused. She continues her exploring as she finally moves her tongue into your mouth. Everything happens so quickly you didn’t have a chance to react accordingly. Wanda leans back slightly while biting her bottom lip as she studies you. “You taste so sweet Princess and I’m sure it wasn’t because of the brownie.”

you got lost in Wanda for a moment that felt like eternity when you finally turn back to the door you see Daisy’s figure approaching the table. “Daisy.” you whisper with wide eyes. When she gets to the table the words that come from her lips are harsh. “I forgot my jacket.” she nods her head at the other side of the table not bothering to look at you or Wanda.

“So much for avoiding that baggage you spoke of this morning, huh, Y/n?” She says as she reaches next to you to grab her jacket. Wanda takes a guess at what you two were talking about it had to be about her. She can tell how much it affects Daisy that she’s so close to you right now. Wanda chimes into the conversation to push Daisy’s buttons even more. “What’s that supposed to mean Johnson? You got something you want to say?” Wanda says as she removes herself from your lap to stand eye to eye with Daisy.

Daisy thinks about it for a moment you shake your head not wanting her to stoop down to Wanda’s level. but of course, Daisy was going to do whatever she wanted. “Not much, just that you’re a future junkie and that Y/n shouldn’t be giving you the time of day.” She shrugs her shoulder nonchalantly.

Wanda laughs at the insult unfazed. “Yeah, maybe so, but with your record I’m surprised you can even pass judgement on me. honestly, I don’t see how the university allowed you to even enroll here. You low life, low class, bottom of the barrel, jail bird.” Okay, maybe the insult hurt Wanda more than she led on with.

“Okay, enough.” your attempt at de-escalating the situation goes unnoticed.

Daisy sets her jaw and stares Wanda down with determination and slight amusement? what did she have up her sleeve? “At least I’m true to who and what I am, the only reason you’re even here is because of your father’s name. From what I hear daddy wasn’t too enthused about your artwork as much as he was about Pietro’s future track career. Isn’t that, right? Even your own father knows you’re nothing but failure, you’re a shitty person with shitty art.” Was it bad to say you were slightly turned on right now?

“Speaking of fathers how is yours by the way? Actually, how are both of your parents? Are they proud of what you’ve done?” Wanda says as she tilts her head curiously waiting for Daisy to answer her questions. Daisy’s parents were dead. she was an orphan. This was going too far, too fast and each time you tried to intervene it did nothing.

“Wanda!” you slap her arm from your seated position.

“What? she gets to talk about me and my family, but I can’t return the favor? you’re smart Johnson there’s no taking that away from you, but you have to be the dumbest smartest person on earth to think you can get away with hacking a major multibillion-dollar corporation and get away with it. And from what I heard you took a plea deal isn’t that right?” Daisy was close to going to jail? you didn’t know that. You also didn’t know she hacked a multibillion-dollar company, maybe she didn’t trust you enough to share that with you.

Daisy shakes her head no as Wanda counters it with a condescending yes. “Yes, you did, you took the plea deal so you wouldn’t go to jail. Art is subjective to anyone that views it that’s just how it works but you, you’re a fucking hypocrite. Everyone else involved had to serve time, their future ruined but not you, right? You couldn’t even take accountability for what you did. That’s not being true to what and who you are. You’re nothing but a coward and a snitch!” You wouldn’t say Wanda was angry but she sure wasn’t her normal laid back and chill self-right now, and her prominent accent was proof of that.

Sometimes you forgot she even had one it only comes out occasionally but, in this moment, it’s been present since Daisy approached the table. You see the clench in daisy’s fist you don’t want her getting in trouble she would ultimately get expelled since violence was not tolerated whatsoever. you stand up from your chair to step in-between the two of them but before you can fully stand between them you feel the shocking coldness drenched all over your face and shirt. Maybe that was a bad idea, and you should’ve just stayed seated or simply let them hash it out on their own, this whole thing was stupid anyway.

“What the hell?” When you finally open your eyes from the liquid substance.

“Shit! Y/n, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to throw that at you.” Daisy is apologizing profusely.

“Here, printcessa, let me help you.” Wanda tries helping you dry off; she also uses this as an excuse to touch you but mainly just to help you dry off with the napkins she grabbed. you swat at her body not wanting either one of them to touch you. it’s one thing to have a freezing cold ice coffee thrown in your face but when you look down at the table your laptop was completely ruined you don’t even need to touch it to know it won’t power back on. “Look at my fucking laptop, now what I’m I supposed to do? You two have any idea how much I saved up for that? this whole argument is fucking stupid; I’m not sticking around for your dick swinging contest anymore.”

“Y/n just let me help.” Daisy says while reaching out to you.

You step away from her and Wanda gathering your bag. “No, I don’t want help from either of you. Both of you can fuck off! you point to both of them while walking out of the cafe to go home and clean yourself up.

“Great going Johnson, you fucked up her laptop.” she smirks to herself when she sees you took the bag of panties, she bought after all. Wanda takes another second to snap out of her mind of you wearing them and turns back to Daisy “I must have struck a nerve huh?”

“Fuck you Maximoff.” Wanda laughs at the anger steaming from Daisy right now.

“I bet you’d like that, is that why you don’t like me? because I didn’t have you on my list?” Daisy expresses a look of disgust at Wanda’s response she was not interested in Wanda at all sure she was pretty, but she didn’t like her as a person and that also made her ugly.

“In your dream Maximoff.”

Wanda hums

“Anyway, here’s what’s going to happen. I need you to stay away from Y/n.” Wanda was being serious right now; she was having a perfect moment with you before she showed up. she ruined the coffee date with the insults and the spilled coffee on you and your damaged laptop. “What? Why would I do that? who are you to demand things from me?” Daisy had no idea how cruel Wanda really could be.

“Haven’t you heard? I’m Wanda Maximoff, but I’m sure people know who you are much more than they know about me don’t they Skye?” The sharp intake of Daisy’s breath and her wide-eyed reaction is enough for Wanda to know she had won this battle. “How do you-” Daisy stutters her words not able to fully get them pass her lips.

“Oh, please if I knew about your case what makes you think I didn’t know about you? The real you?”

“Look I’m in witness protection you can’t tell anybody my real name.” Wanda holds her hand up not wanting to hear her babbling any longer.

“Yeah, not interested in that honestly just stay away from y/n and your secret is safe jailbird. Do we have an understanding?” Daisy loved being friends with you, she wanted to be more than friends with you, but she couldn’t let this get out she would be hunted down for turning on the others she hacked the company with. this was going to be painful, but she had to put herself first. Daisy nods her head yes. “Yeah, whatever.” Wanda perks up at her response.

“Glad we could come to an understanding Johnson, enjoy the rest of your day or not I don’t really give a fuck.” That is the last thing Wanda says as she grabs your abandoned laptop and walks out of the cafe. She wouldn’t just leave it there; you needed a new one and she was going to get one for you. Her princess couldn’t be without a laptop, and she definitely didn’t want you using the old beat down computers in the library. Only the best for you. Hopefully you would appreciate this much more than the bag of panties she bought you.

#wanda maximoff x f!reader #wanda maximoff x reader #Emo Wanda x reader #Stoner!Wanda #darkwaveho #Favors Au #wanda maximoff smut

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gaylorvader · 2 years

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Emo Wanda x GN Reader

Summary:You're a reporter who went to Sokovia in the aftermath of Ultron to interview the people. What you didn't expect was to fall head over heels for one of the people who saved it.

Warnings:swearing, creepy lady can't take no for an answer

Word Count:1,387

A/N:got inspired from this tiktok

You were in Sokovia as a journalist and as a volunteer to help them get back on their feet after Ultron. You never thought you'd get to interview the Avengers but it was a dream come true.

The ones you interviewed the most were Tony Stark, and Bruce Banner for having created Ultron. You believed them when they said they didn't mean for this to happen. They did save New York from Loki and the Chitauri after all.

You also interviewed Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, as they were from Sokovia and helped save it. Albeit after joining Ultron, but you learned he lied to them and they immediately turned on him when they found out.

They also told you of how Hydra gave them their powers but wouldn't elaborate understandably. Hydra did trick them and then treated them like shit, as the two are Jewish.

The other Avengers were interviewed as well, and it was cool getting to talk to them. You had to try not to fanboy too much.

The Vision was quite interesting to talk to as well. Telling you about how he was going to be a body for Ultron but after Thor hit him with lightning and he came alive decided to join the Avengers to stop Ultron. He was a little strange but he was a gentleman.

Wanda and Pietro instantly took a liking to you when they saw you out with their people helping to repair buildings and clear the streets of debris. They thought you might be doing it just to look good for your paper, but Wanda quickly checked your mind and found you weren't. You genuinely wanted to help.

The Avengers helped as well. You may be just a reporter but you always wanted to help where you could. That's part of why you became a reporter, to expose injustice and show people who needed help.

You started hanging out with the Avengers and the twins too. Tony was kinda a dick at times but it was funny to watch whatever snappy comment the twins had for him.

Wanda quite liked how you'd laugh at them telling Tony off. She loved how you were trying to help her people just for the sake of doing it, expecting and not accepting any reward for it.

You found out you both had similar music tastes as well, though you didn't understand her songs as they were in either Russian or Sokovian mainly.

You really liked her. You thought she was really pretty and at first had a bit of a hard time interviewing her because of it, the accent didn't help.

You caught yourself staring more than you'd like to admit, and knew she most likely noticed. She can read minds after all.

You grew close to Pietro and Wanda, asking them about Sokovian culture a lot, partly to maybe use in the article but mainly because you were just interested. And they liked talking about it and appreciated someone taking such interest in their culture. No one else really asked about it besides Bruce, so you all quickly became friends.

It was pretty obvious to the Avengers you had a thing for Wanda and obvious to Natasha, Clint, and Pietro that Wanda liked you too. You didn't notice that she liked you but Wanda noticed you liked her.

It was even obvious to some of the Sokovians you helped that you both liked each other, or at least that one of you liked the other.

The Avengers, Pietro, and even some Sokovians started bets on who would make a move first. You heard about them betting on something but didn't really care what. Wanda noticed and she complained about it but they still did it.

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One night after a lot of hard work you all found a bar that had managed to open back up, one of the few businesses that already had. Tony was obviously buying.

You all were having a good time together. You went up to the bar to get another drink and a girl came up to you. She said something but you didn't understand it. "Um, I don't speak Sokovian."

"Aw. Sorry I just asked how you were?" She said leaning against the bar on her side fully facing you.

"Oh, yeah I'm good, tired but good. What about you?"

She smiled seductively. "I'm good, better now that I'm talking to you though."

You only awkwardly chuckled looking back in front of you towards the bartender area. You didn't really know what to do. Sure you knew how to deal with people being touchy and creepy but not with someone harmlessly flirting with you who you didn't want to.

"I hear you've been helping around here and not accepting any reward for it."

You looked back at her. "Oh, um, yeah. I'm not doing it to be rewarded or anything." You thought she might have dropped it but you weren't so lucky.

"How noble of you." She walked her fingers up your arm. "You should be rewarded though. Or at least shown some, appreciation." You didn't miss the implication.

"Oh um, naw, it's fine." You looked back to where the group was, they hadn't noticed what was going on and Wanda was gone, probably to step out a minute or use the restroom.

It'd be obvious to anyone you were uncomfortable but she either didn't notice or didn't care.

"Come on, we could have some fun together." She said getting closer and leaving her hand on your neck.

"Uh, I appreciate the compliment ma'am," you moved her hand off of you and stepped back a little. "but I'm not really interested."

Her smile faltered a bit, but she just chuckled. "Is it because of that girl? I bet I'm way better than that emo girl you obsess over."

"Oh? Better than me?" You heard and recognized Wanda's voice immediately.

Her eyes faintly glew red when you both turned to her. That girl turned white as fresh snow and promptly ran away, which you laughed at.

"Are you alright y/n?" She asked, eyes no longer red. You leaned against the bar chest facing it.

You sighed. "Yeah I'm alright. Just wasn't exactly sure what to do."

She put a hand on your shoulder. "I'm sorry about that. Some people just don't get what 'no' means." She scoffed.

You smiled and blushed the longer she kept her hand on you. The bartender finally gave you your drink and you gulped a fair bit down.

Wanda chuckled at that, shaking her head. "Don't drink it that quick. I wouldn't want you getting sick." You didn't miss how she said "I" instead of "we" and it gave you butterflies.

You thought for a moment. "So um, it's really that obvious?" You asked cautiously.

She smiled rubbing your shoulder. "That you have a thing for me? Yes it is. People have been making bets about which one of us would make the first move."

Your entire face turned red and you face planted on the bar grumbling. Which just made her laugh.

"I didn't think it was that obvious. To you, with your whole mind reading thing, sure, but to everyone?" You continued grumbling.

"It's fine y/n. They annoy me too." She laughed.

You looked back up at her, damn was her laugh pretty, and just her in general.

"Hey Wanda?" You asked, standing back up straight.

"Yes?"

"What about you? I mean do you, feel the same?"

She just smiled. "You know for a journalist you are bad at reading people." She chuckled. "Yes I feel the same."

Your eyebrows rose and eyes widened. "Really?!"

"Yes, really." She laughed, before kissing you. You melted into it. If the bar wasn't there you were sure you would have fallen. It was soft and slow but held so much emotion at the same time. Her hand on your cheek, yours on her hip.

Neither of you saw it but Clint passed Natasha a 20, the other Avengers passed money between the others they bet against.

When you two pulled apart you both just stared at each other smiling like a couple of dorks. "So does this mean we're dating now?" You half joked, half seriously asked.

"Yeah. Only if you want of course."

You laughed. "I would, yeah."

#marvel #wanda maximoff #mcu #wanda x reader #wanda x gn reader #emo wanda #emo wanda x reader #emo wanda best wanda

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hopelesslygaysstuff · 25 days

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Can we talk about emo wanda being all submissive??

Like she just acts so tough and cold and unbothered all the time but as soon as you're alone with her she just gets all flustered and shy and giggly around you because she feels safe!! And she's genuinely just the sweetest person ever, slipping you small presents and making you food... although she just pretends like it's no big deal.

Of course you reward her all the time, even though she can be a bit of a brat at times🙄

She especially likes to be edged, something you found out in the middle of a punishment... and also loves nipple clamps, seeing as her's are super sensitive.

You learned the hard way to restrain her before edging, because the first time she locked her legs so hard around your head after you'd edged her twice, grinding herself against your face until she'd made herself cum... needless to say you made sure it was uncomfortable to walk for a bit (who knew rings made spankings so much more uncomfortable)

A favorite position of yours is to tie her hands behind her back and have her get on top of you, riding your strap. You hold the delicate chain connecting her nipple clamps and tug whenever she slows down, forcing her to keep grinding and fucking herself on your strap... knowing she can't cum without stimulation to her clit, which only you can provide

And finally, the way she begs is so utterly intoxicating, all breathy with wide eyes and pleading hands. "Please, I promise I'll be good for you... I'll be so good just let me cum. Use me like a fucktoy and let me cum, I'd rather be overstimulated than teased... please."

I mean... just look at her!!

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wndaspuppy · 1 month

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emo nerd!wanda x milf!reader hcs :3

credits for the owner of the divider.

minors & men dni

warnings: legal age gap, top service!wanda

sfw

since your first meeting, she's a blushing mess, around you the words barely come out without ending up stuttering.

even as an adult, wanda doesn't know how to take care of herself properly. it's you who reminds her to eat, to have a bath and brush her teeths and not just play video games and study for college.

wanda taught you how to play animal crossing, she can't stop noticing how cute you are when you're excited and very concentrated playing the game.

you love moments together in silence, just enjoying each other's company <3

wanda is very clingy, she wants to have you all to herself and receive kisses on the forehead

nsfw

wanda loves everything about your body, every reaction your body makes with the slightest touch, she can't keep her hands to herself!

she loves how vocal during sex you are

eating you out is so addictive for her, she just wants more and more of your pussy

wanda always asks if she's doing a good job, she loves your compliments

"please one more mommy?" but you're soo tired

when your daughter natasha is home, wanda teases you so much, and you're almost crying, begging for her fingers.

and after so much time of wanda using your body, she takes care of you and doesn't stop talking with so much concern, asking if you are okay or she was too much rude :((

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff smut #emo wanda #wanda maximoff x female reader

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wandasverison · 3 months

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texting wanda

y/n: are you okay? you said you’d be home an hour ago…

wanda: yeah sorry, just had to play a little prank on tony real quick!

y/n: it took you an hour?

wanda: check the front door.

y/n: *looks outside to see wanda floating into the front yard with the avenger’s ‘a’ symbol*

wanda: he bet i wouldn’t be able to get it

#I wish emo wanda would have had more screen time #aou wanda would have been feisty hysterical once she was comfy #wanda maximoff #wanda fanfic #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff x you #elizabeth olsen #marvel incorrect quotes #wandasversion writes

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scarletlizzard · 2 months

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

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

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

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

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

Wanda totally paints your nails for you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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oizysian · 6 months

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Use Me, I’m Yours | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Stalker!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader Warnings: dubcon, slight noncon, knife play, very crazy Wanda, slightly crazy Y/N Word Count: 3.1k Genre: smut Summary: Wanda finally finds you and makes you hers.

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Wanda’s POV

She’s perfect.

From the first moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was the one. It’s been months since then, and I’ve been waiting patiently for the right moment to call her mine.

Y/N. Y/N is her name.

“H-how do you know my name?”

My little flower. My precious dove. My innocent little bunny.

I know all that I need to know, and soon all you’ll know is me.

Her eyes flutter open and she looks around as if her environment has changed somehow. No, love, it’s still your quaint, little apartment in Queens. I haven’t moved anything an inch since I came in, waiting excitedly for you.

She panics, she can’t move her hands or legs and I smile. She’s so cute when she struggles against the pretty, yet intricate knots I learned how to do just for her. They’re tied into little bunny ears for my little bunny.

“H-hello? What the fuck,” she grumbles, pulling on her restraints. “What’s going on?” She calls out into the darkness of the room.

I wait a moment longer, taking in the sight before me. Her skirt is bunched up around her hips now from her movements, her cute pink panties clearly visible from where I was lurking. Her wrists are becoming red from the ropes and her long socks protect her ankles from the same fate.

“Who’s there?!” She calls out and I realize I need to shut her up before her neighbors hear her.

I emerge from the darkness, the moonlight from the window illuminating my face; dark makeup, emerald eyes, red lips. She’s silent as she takes me in, her own eyes trailing over my face and upper body once I reveal myself.

“Who are you?” She whispers, her lower lip trembling with fear.

“Wanda.” I gestured to myself with the jagged knife I was holding. “Y/N.” I pointed at her and she flinched.

“H-how do you know my name?”

“I know all about you. You were made for me.”

“What?” Her voice is small and quiet.

“You belong to me, Y/N. And I belong to you.”

“No … I don’t even know you!”

“But, I know you.” I took a step closer to her, closing the window so all light in the room was gone.

I could hear her panting, grunting as she tried to free herself in the darkness. I flicked on the light and she squinted at the brightness. How cute was she?

“You go to the little coffee shop down the street every morning. You give them your name; Y/N. Some mornings, if you’re early, you’ll get a bagel with bacon, egg and cheese on it. Most days you’re late and you just get your frappe.”

“What the fuck!” She yelled, not even letting me finish her routine. I knew all of it.

“That’s very rude of you, bunny.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to escape. But, she could never escape my love.

I walked up to her, pulling a pair of her panties that I had stolen from her dresser out of my back pocket and stuffing it in her mouth.

“Now keep that there,” I brought the blade up to her neck and she cried softly, pleading to me with those big, beautiful eyes. “Or I’ll use this.”

She nodded and I leaned into her, pressing my lips to her forehead and then taking a step back to admire her. She was trembling, her tears flowing silently as she kept her own panties in her mouth, keeping her quiet. I knew she would be an obedient little pup.

I got on my knees in front of her and her eyes never left mine as I took the knife and dragged it carefully along her thigh. She cried out, shaking her head as I ran it along the hem of her panties, letting it trail between her legs, the tip pressing into her clit.

I could hear her begging and pleading, but for what, I didn’t know. My eyes never left hers as I gently rubbed the knife against her, bringing it up and down along her slit carefully. I finally looked down and noticed a slight wet spot on her panties.

I returned my gaze to hers and realized her cheeks were bright red, and she wasn’t struggling anymore. My good girl.

“You like me playing with you, don’t you detka?”

She let out a whimper and shook her head.

“I don’t like liars, Y/N.” I pressed the knife into her cunt ever so slightly and she panicked, trying to back away and nodding.

“Yeah? You like it?”

She nodded, choking back sobs as I brought the knife up and pulled her panties up with my free hand, slicing the garment without any struggle at all.

I tugged at the destroyed piece of cloth and it fell from the chair she was tied to, hitting the floor and leaving her open to me.

I tilted my head as I admired her glistening wetness. She attempted to close her legs, but I tied her to the chair tight enough to keep her still, but not cut off her circulation.

“My beautiful malyshka. Look at how wet you are for me.”

I flipped the knife around, carefully handling the blade as I let the handle stroke her clit. She let out a breathy moan, still crying, as I pressed it into her, applying gentle pressure to her sensitive bud.

“Please,” she cried, muffled by the panties. “Please.”

“Please, what? Use those big girl words that I know you know.”

She let the panties fall from her lips and she panted softly before finally speaking to me.

“Please … don’t hurt me.” Her voice was small and broken and I smiled up at her.

“Have I hurt you?” She shook her head. “So, what makes you think I’ll hurt you now?”

Her eyes fell to the knife between her legs and I followed them down, my own eyes landing on the knife as well.

“This?” I pressed it against her clit and she hissed. “It’s just one of my little toys. I have many.”

I brought the knife hilt up to my lips and sucked on it, cleaning her slick from the handle. She watched me, wide eyed, as I placed the knife down next to me, and returned my attention to her pussy.

“This is mine.” I said as I brought myself between her legs, kissing her inner thighs, causing her to jerk in surprise. “Relax,” I cooed, bringing my hands up and stroking her thighs. “I’ll take good care of you.”

I pressed my lips to her clit, giving it a kiss before licking a strip up her slit. She let out a breathy moan, wriggling slightly in her binds as I tasted her straight from the source. I was addicted to her.

I dipped my tongue into her heat, fucking her slowly, my nails digging into her thighs as I explored her pulsing cunt. She was wetter than I expected her to be, and tasted even better than I imagined.

“Oh,” she moaned softly, her legs trembling under my hands. “Please … stop.”

I hummed my negative answer, telling her I wouldn’t be stopping any time soon, and continuing to eat her out with a hungry fervor.

She writhed, her nails digging into the arm of the chair as she tried to fight me off. She couldn’t get away from me, and from the sounds she made, she really didn’t want to escape.

“Please,” she cried, her hips bucking ever so slightly upwards towards my mouth as I licked and sucked at her. “Please …”

I slipped my tongue inside her, feeling her pulse and throb around me - I knew she was close. I swirled my tongue around her aching clit, flicking it teasingly.

She moaned, her breath getting caught in her throat as she finally let go and came. Her legs trembled and she threw her head back, crying out as pleasure washed over her, whether she wanted it to or not.

I lifted my head up to look at her in the throes of passion, falling even deeper in love with her as I watched her come down from her high. I licked my lips greedily, not wanting a drop of her to go to waste.

“You taste so good, bunny.”

She let out a sob, her whole body trembling as she realized what had just happened. She came for me even though she was terrified, even though she was fighting not to. My love for her was strong enough to overcome all odds.

“Bunny,” I whispered against her thigh, rubbing my cheek along the soft skin there. “You’re my bunny, aren’t you? Say it.”

“No.” She cried, her chest heaving as she looked down at me.

“Say. It.”

I picked up the knife and pressed it against her inner thigh. Her breath hitched as she watched me, fear and arousal flooding her senses.

“I’m your bunny.” She whispered and I smiled.

“That’s right. You’re my innocent, little bunny.”

I stood, knife still in hand, and leaned towards her, pressing the knife flat against her chest.

“Now,” I said as I let the jagged edge of the knife get caught in her shirt. “Let’s get this off.”

She flinched as I pulled on the knife, ripping a hole in her cute little t-shirt. I took my time tearing up her clothing, leaving her in just her bra and skirt. She looked so fucking hot.

She had left a nice stain on the wooden chair she was tied to, and surely her wrists would be bruised after all of this, but it would be worth it to show and prove my love to her.

I dragged the knife along her throat, down her collarbone to the slight dip between her breasts. She watched me, her eyes fearfully never leaving the knife as I toyed with her. The knife found its way to her left breast, teasingly stroking her nipple through the fabric of her bra. She hissed as her body reacted, her nipple hardening under the touch of my blade.

“Your body was made for me.” I brought the knife down to the edge of her bra cup and carefully cut it open, her breast spilling out, on display for me. “Look at how it reacts to me. Your nipples are hard, you’re absolutely soaked,” I took a deep breath and straddled her, my legs on either side of hers. “You’re mine.”

She stared at me defiantly, ignoring the fact that she was currently at a disadvantage. I held the power and I wasn’t afraid to use it to prove my love to her.

I grabbed her face with my free hand and pressed my lips to hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth so I could explore every inch of her. She whined, but gave into me, opening her mouth and letting me do as I pleased to her. Of course she obeyed me, she was perfect and, naturally, obedient. She was made to be mine.

I let the knife glide along her skin carefully, leaving a faint, red trail in its wake.

“Oops,” I whispered against her lips, looking down at her breast. “I made a mess.”

I brought my head down and licked the thin line of blood that beaded up on her skin, kissing the minor wound I had inflicted on her.

“I promised not to hurt you.” I spoke against her skin, still peppering tiny kisses along the superficial cut. “But, that didn’t hurt, did it?”

I looked up at her and she shook her head, her tears nearly ceasing as she watched me. I got up off of her lap and got on my knees in front of her again, eagerly taking her nipple in my mouth and biting it gently, causing her to cry out and moan at the pleasure. I sucked on her hungrily, licking and nipping any skin I could get into my mouth.

Her body jerked up towards me with desire, the need for me to touch her as I continued to assault her sensitive breast. I would give her my gift soon enough.

I released her breast with a soft pop and looked up at her, her eyes dark with desire, her lips slightly parted as she panted softly.

“I’ve got something for you, my love.”

I stood from where I had been kneeling in front of her and grabbed at the slight bulge in my pants. Her eyes widened at the implication and she looked from my hand to my face. I could only smile back at her as I undid my pants, pushing them down my legs as the pink strap sprung forth, ready for her waiting cunt.

“It's finally time to consummate our love. You’re already soaked, I know you’re ready for me.”

I bent down and sliced through the knots that kept her ankles tied to the chair, finally allowing her freedom. I knew she wouldn’t run. We were made for each other.

I carefully released her hands from their binds and she quickly brought them close to her chest, rubbing the sore spots on her wrists.

“Now don’t do anything stupid,” I pointed the knife at her. “Or I’ll have to tie you up again.”

She nodded and satisfied, I brought the knife down to my side and led her over to the bed, laying her down and getting on top of her.

“I’ll be so gentle with you, bunny.” I whispered against her trembling lips. “I’ll fuck you so gentle.”

I lied. How could I be gentle when the woman of my fantasies was lying underneath me? No, she would get all of my love, all of my passion.

She let out a strangled sob as I pressed myself into her heat, her hands coming up to my shoulders to push me away. I grabbed her hands in one of mine and pushed them into the mattress, not wanting her to ruin our special moment together.

I placed the knife down beside her head so I could adjust my cock, slipping it inside of her with no resistance at all. She moaned lowly, throwing her head back as I began moving inside her. She wrapped her legs around me as I pounded into her, grabbing the knife once again. I knew she would give into my love eventually.

I gripped the knife tighter and brought it up to her throat, pressing it gently into her.

“You like this, don’t you, bunny? You like being held down and fucked like the whore you are.”

She cried, but nodded ever so slightly, swallowing roughly as she felt the blade against her skin.

“I know, sweet thing. I know exactly what you need.”

I pounded into her, her cries turning into guttural moans as I fucked her into complete submission. I could feel myself getting close, just the act of fucking her getting me off, but I didn’t want to cum first - I wanted us to come together.

I let go of her hands and she kept them above her head, staying still and submissive for me while I brought my hand down between our bodies and played with her cute, little pussy, rubbing fast circles along her clit. She cried out when she felt my fingers against her sensitive bud, and the sounds she made only drove me further to get her to cum.

I took the knife from her neck and placed it on the bed next to us, then grabbed her face and kissed her.

My love was true and pure.

She moaned into my mouth as pleasure overtook her and I picked up speed at the sound, swallowing her moans as I came right along with her. This was everything I wanted and so much more.

I laid down on top of her, peppering her face with tiny kisses as she escaped the throes of ecstacy.

“W-Wanda ...” She whispered.

“Yes, my love?” I responded softly, bringing my hand up to stroke her hair out of her face.

“Why?”

“Hm?” I questioned back, confused.

“Why me?”

“God chose you for me, bunny. That’s all there is to it.”

“God?”

“Mhm.” I kissed her neck, my hips moving against hers slowly. “God wanted me to take you like this. To make you mine.”

She gasped softly, her hands gripping at my shoulders as I began fucking her again, this time, painfully slow. I wanted her to want this, want me. I wanted her to beg for it.

“Unh, W-Wanda,” she grunted, pulling me close to her as I touched the deepest part of her. “I …”

“What, bunny?” I whispered against her lips, kissing her once again. “Tell me what you need.”

She turned her head from me, her eyes landing on the knife beside us. I followed her gaze, unsure of what she was thinking. She let go of me and slowly grabbed the knife. My hand met hers, both of us holding onto the blade, but neither of us made a move to use it.

“Do you want to hurt me?” I whispered softly and she shook her head. “What do you want?”

Without warning, I flipped us over, letting her sit on top of me, knife still in hand, now hovering over me. She moaned as she pressed herself down into me, fucking herself on my cock. I watched in awe of her as she pleasured herself, bringing the knife down to my throat and running it along my collarbone.

“Use me, I’m yours.”

I let go of the knife and let my hands fall beside my head, letting her take complete control of me. This was love.

Her free hand went between us and she played with her clit as she let the knife trail across my chest. I could feel the tip digging into me through my shirt and realized she was getting off from it.

“Bunny,” I whined softly, my own clit aching and begging for attention. “Fuck me.”

“Want me to fuck you with this?” she whispered against my lips, bringing the knife back up to my throat and pressing it against me. “Use you like you used me?”

“Please,” I choked out, my heart pounding out of my chest. “I love you.”

She bit her lip and rolled her hips, sighing softly as she neared release once more, this time holding all the power.

“Fuck,” she moaned, bouncing on my cock as she rubbed her clit. “Wan- Wanda!”

She came saying my name! I watched her as she writhed above me, the knife falling slack in her hand as she rode out her orgasm. I took it from her and smiled, proud of her and so, so happy.

She laid down on top of me and brought her sticky fingers to my mouth, which I gladly took and sucked on.

“I want you to carve your name into my body.” She whispered softly and I released her fingers, smiling excitedly at the idea.

This was love.

And maybe, just maybe, she was somehow just as crazy as I was.

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1800-lemonadeg1rl · 10 days

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Anyone other than you

Minors dni!! Masterlist°•☆

Summary- You and your supposed "enemy" get stuck in a cupboard while on a duo mission

Warnings- violence, gunshots, emo Wanda, mean Wanda, forced proximity, claustrophobia, confusion, not proofread!!

A/n - I dont know whether I hate this tbhhh idk whether it's because it took me sm breaks to write it but it feels off idkk

You entered the quinjet while sighing to yourself. How did you let this happen? You thought as you buckled on your seatbelt. Getting put on a duo mission with the one woman on the team who hates your guts. Wanda Maximoff.

You never had any idea what you'd done to make her despise you so much but nothing you ever did seemed to make up for it. Everytime you spoke in a meeting you could feel her stare digging into your soul. The way she'd scowl when she entered what she'd presume to be an empty room only to find you inside. She'd always mumble something in a language you didn't understand before flouncing out the room. Things weren't any better when you were part of a group with her either. She'd barely respond if you asked her something or flat out ignore you.

It wasn't like you hadn't tried to get along with her either, trying to be as friendly with her as you were with everyone else. Offering to make her food, help her with household chores or help out with her mission reports but nothing you did ever seemed to stop her from glaring at you. She wasn't known to be the most outgoing person but you never saw her act this way with anyone else so eventually you gave up deciding it best to ignore her the way she did you.

Now, unfortunately you didn't have that luxury anymore. You'd begged and begged Tony not to put you on this duo mission even contemplating getting ill to avoid it. He had insisted you had to go on this mission apparently you and Wanda had the 'specific' skills skillset for this mission, whatever that meant you knew he was just bullshitting to get you to shut up.

So now here you were getting ready to set off on your two day long stealth mission with the girl who could barely stand to look at you let alone talk and work with you.

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You'd arrived at the hotel room you'd be sharing with Wanda and thanked God that you'd got their first and the fact there was two beds. Quickly you threw down your bag on the bed closest to the window and began to check out the rest of the hotel room.

You were smelling the soaps in the bathroom when in clomped Wanda, her doc Martins still managing to make some kind of noise over the soft carpeted floor. She was dressed in a long baggy grey sweater and black skirt with patterned fishnets. Her hands adorned with rings and her short bitten at nails painted black.

"It smells of smoke." She thinks out loud without noticing your precense in the room.

"Yeah sorry about that it's my new signature perfume." You try to joke hoping she might happen to be over her constant anger with you. You study her face through the bathroom mirror as you speak watching out for her reaction. At first you see the possibility of a smile forming on her face and a rosy colour on her cheeks but quickly it's replaced by her signature scowl and a disgusted noise sneaking past her lips.

"Oh. You're here." She talks as if she'd expected someone else to be here despite the many debriefs you'd had together about this mission.

You for one had had enough of her attitude around you acting as if you were something below her. "Yes I'm here like it or not. Can we at least just be civil for the sake of this mission." You groan while walking over to where she's stood, raking your hands through your hair. In response she grumbled out some kind of agreement and that was it.

So far things had been going fine, you'd both kept to your own routine with minimal communication between the two of you. For the most part you'd spent your time exploring the hotel you were staying in. It was cheap and smelt damp. You for sure would be complaining at how you got booked in this dingy one star place once this mission was over. You'd been excited originally as the hotel advertised having a twenty five metre indoor swimming pool which was plenty to keep you occupied however when you inquired at the desk the receptionist, who'd been ignoring you stood there for ten minutes while she read her magazine, told it was shut indefinitely.

Eventually you had to return to the room and when you did Wanda was already fast asleep on her bed, small snores sounding occasionally. You took note of how pretty she was when she wasn't scowling before sliding into your own bed for the night.

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You'd done the first half of the mission with relative ease, you and Wanda putting a side your differences for the greater good. Now it seemed as if things were taking a turn for the worse. Upon arrival you'd both scouted the building for any kind of agents or security around the building but found none however now it seemed the building was filling up with them. Two men following behind who you were attempting to fire at and run away from, which is much harder than Natasha makes it look in training.

From the whimper of pain which sounded sounded out and echoed down the corridor you assumed you shot one. This was your chance to lose them and Wanda realised that too as you both picked up the pace of your running.

Out of nowhere she grabbed your arm and dragged you inside a small dark box? No it can't be a box you thought as you looked above you and saw an empty clothing rail. It was a cupboard. Your eyes scanned around the little space you had while trying to avoid eyecontact with Wanda who was leaning over top of you with one hand next to your head against the wall of the cupboard to keep her upright.

Quickly the cramped and uncomfortable space became all too much for you. The lack of oxygen in there made you take shallow breaths and sweat pooled from your forhead. It felt like the walls were closing in. You should get out. No you had to. Trying to move to force yourself out startled Wanda who gripped onto your shoulder to avoid you both tumbling out and compromising your hiding place.

"What are you doing? Just stay still." She whispered angrily. Had her voice always sounding that good up close? At that thought a frown crossed your face and you briefly forgot how badly you needed to get out of this space you were entrapped in. It didn't make you completely forget though as you came to your senses and stopped thinking about how nice Wanda's voice was and remembered how your heart was thundering in your chest and you whole body ached to get out of this cupboard.

"Have to.. to get out." You breathe out, expecting some kind of rude response from her as your breathing further quickens and vision fogs up. Her actual response is nothing you'd ever thought you'd hear her say.

"Look at me y/n." She waits to make sure your making eyecontact with her before continuing. "Its going to be okay, this is all okay and this is nothing you can't do. Just focus on me not the four walls.." her voice was soothing and not completely unlike a lullaby. You still felt unsettled but nothing like before when you were desperate to get out. "Your gonna be fine." She says again as she takes your hand in her own gently squeezing it. The cool feeling of her silver rings against your sweaty palms helping further calm you down as your breathing once again becomes steady.

After a few minutes of silence where you just focus on your breathing and the feeling of Wanda's thumb rubbing against the back of your hand you begin to speak. "Thanks.. I know you don't really like me or anything but I appreciated that a lot."

"Its nothing really... also your stood on my foot." She tells you returning to her usual cold snappy voice. Quickly you moved your foot away muttering apologies as you did, unsure how long you'd been stood on her foot. "I don't hate you either. Well not really."

Your about to question her on why she acts this way around you if she really doesn't hate you but before you can she opens the cupboard door and you both stumble out thankful for the airy space around you. "Don't bring this up y/n." She says before leading the way out leaving you trailing behind a little confused. Was she mean? Did she hate you? Was that all for the mission?

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lesbesapphic · 1 year

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on that note i need more mean! wanda it’s my fav😍😍😍😭😭😭

Since you love her so much. Here is a little headcannon for her. Hope you enjoy it!!! It is really soft and little bit of angst.

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Everyone told you that Wanda was someone anybody should get attached to. Even you had noticed how her own boyfriend used to be wary of her but you really didn't listen. You observed. You started noticing things that people would overlook. Vision wasn't wary of Wanda. Wanda was the one distant to him. The walls around her heart higher than ever even with him. Even when you two got together Wanda would hesitate showing her feelings. It saddened you and as much as the older girl hated talking about her feelings, she would begrudgingly entertain you.

She wouldn't admit it to anyone or even herself but seeing you get upset would bring this uncomfortable feeling in her chest that she called 'kicked puppy siren' in her head. You being the kicked puppy. Deep down, she knew how the feeling was sadness mixed fear that you would get fed up and leave one day. She knew you deserved the world and she was selfish enough to hold you with her..for herself. She would always do something out of her way to pull you right back into her. Unbeknownst to her that you loved her as she was and all these little actions of her would only make you fall for her deeper.

Wanda also had trouble showing physical affection. Yes she would be jumping on you on any opportunity she would get for sex but physical intimacy? She found it difficult to show. She wouldn't let herself be vulnerable enough. Especially when you could see her doing that. You imagined that was the reason she would kiss you in your sleep.

Every morning, you would find yourself waking up to slow feathers like kisses on your cheeks and lips. It would take everything in you to not open your eyes, afraid that the action would push Wanda away. It broke your heart yet made you feel so content knowing that Wanda loved you but was just a little afraid to express her emotions and You understood this. So you weren't going to push her, you would pretend to be sleeping, you would let her hold you, you would let her kiss you, you would let her whisper her confessions of love to you until it is time to whisper it back till then you were happy to be there for her.

You always knew what you were getting into. Wanda wasn't the bad guy people warned you about. Or Even if she was, You took pride in the fact that she was a good person to you and for you and that was enough for you to give her everything you have. Love her to your last breath. After all, she was your bad guy.

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Wanda saunters up to Y/N…

Wanda: hello detka

Y/N goes pale…

Y/N: are those your old Sokovian clothes with heavy eyeliner?

Wanda: yes and my old accent that you found so…enticing

Y/N: (breathless) by the gods I love you

Wanda wraps her arms around Y/N’s neck…

Wanda: I know. Now let me show you how much I love you

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darkwaveho · 2 years

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Favors

Summary: You and Wanda Deal with the aftermath of what actually happened at last year’s party.

Parings: Stoner! Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, Harassment, groping, smut, fingering, cursing, drug use, alcohol use, spit,

A/N: 18+ only If you do not have your age in your bio you will be blocked. also not proof read so any errors and mistakes are all mine.

Part 3 | Part 5

Well, that shut Wanda up, she honestly forgot about what happened with Jean It wasn’t anything memorable. "Oh" Wanda finally breaths out and that’s all she has to say? you don’t give Wanda any indication on your mood right now, your expression is blank. "Yeah, oh." you reply back nonchalantly. Wanda tries to comfort you, but you don’t want, nor do you need her comfort. what ever happened, happened you were over it. "Look, y/n I'm sorry." she breaths out while actually having a guilty expression on her face. Was the demon spawn actually capable of showing empathy? or was this just a trick? you go for the latter, but it really doesn’t matter anyway because you were over this whole thing.

"Don't worry about it, it's not like we were together or anything." you shrug your shoulders and keep your gaze on the garage door leading back to the party.

She still felt like shit for treating you that way, she doesn’t know what exactly went on in her mind, but the moment had been ruined and you left so she looked elsewhere to satisfy what you left aching in her core. Wanda gently grabs your chin, seeking your eye contact. "It's still not an excuse, it was a shitty thing to do." Her apology sounds genuine, but this happened a year ago. you already moved on from it, why couldn’t she all of a sudden? "Let me make it up to you." she tried slithering her hand back up your skirt, but you were quick with your movements in shoving her hand away.

You put a stop to all her advances. "I'm good, maybe you should try looking for Jean." you say while giving her a tight-lipped smile. As you try moving past Wanda, she blocks your every attempt at leaving your spot next to the car. “I don’t care about Jean and you’re not leaving out of here until we talk about this!” She says with a hint of anger and desperation as she grips your arms with force. Seriously what was with her and just grabbing on you like this? It was true whatever she and Jean had was nothing like what she wanted with you. Wanda didn’t do relationships, her and Jean were just fuck buddies from time to time. Nothing more, at least from her end it was nothing more than a quick fuck. Wanda was not about to let something stupid she did from last year stop her from having you this time. “I don’t care to talk about this, whatever this is, and I don’t understand why you’re so persistent about me. I knew coming here was a mistake I’m leaving.” Wanda keeps you in place blocking your way to exit.

“Wanda, move.”

“Make me.” You’re honestly tired of her and this game she’s playing. Why did it take her a year to chase after you? The small moment you both shared last year didn’t seem to mean anything to her. You were just tossed away until someone else caught her attention. Jean caught her attention.

“You’re really starting to fucking annoy me Maximoff!” Everything happened so quickly she only remembers the sound of a soft thud. she looks up at you with wide eyes and erratic breathing. Wanda didn’t see it coming, now her back was pressed against the cold metal of Tony’s car and your hand was around her throat. she was caught off guard but still turned on at the strength you just displayed. you changed the tone, she came to this party knowing she was going to fuck you senseless, but yet here she is with her back pressed against the hood of a car in a garage.

You won’t lie seeing her like this under you has you “You talk about me and my mouth? What about yours? Someone needs to put you in your place” she’s absolutely infatuated with you the way you just took control over her out of nowhere. “Maybe I should put your mouth to good use. You'll like that won’t you?” She lets out a soft whimper at the thought of finally getting to taste you.

“Of course, you would, are you used to fucking anyone you want Wanda? I wonder if anybody else has had the pleasure of seeing you like this, of having control over you like this.” Your fingers release her neck from its previous hold. You slowly trail your fingers up her neck and lightly touch her lips. She didn’t answer your question you knew she wouldn’t. her mind is to dumb right now to speak full sentences.

“Did you give her control like this?” she whispers “No”

You stare down at her and whisper softly. “Open your mouth.” She does so with no hesitation. You smirk at her eagerness to obey your commands like she wasn’t the dominant one a few moments ago. Did you really have her wrapped around your finger like this? Maybe you should enjoy it and have some fun with her as well. You spit in her mouth and wait for her to react; she stares up at you wide eyed and excited. You push your middle and index finger past her lips, and she instantly sucks them without you telling her to do so. After a short moment of exploring her mouth with your fingers She gives you a playful look before she bites down on your fingertips causing you to retreat.

You shake your hand trying to soothe the stinging sensation. “I told you to make me, you’re not gonna shut me up that easy baby” You lunge forward finally crashing your lips onto hers. The kiss is messy, rushed, and filled with anger. You gasp when she locks her legs around your waist. And at the sudden intrusion of her hand guiding yours up her skirt. She giggles wickedly in response even now as your hands are inching up her thighs until you fight against her causing a stop in your movements. Panic starts to shoot through you. “You’re not wearing anything under here?” She sends you a devious look in return “Nope” she tightens her grip on top of your hand to keep you in place. “So, you knew this would happen?”

“Well not exactly, but I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me for much longer” she gives you a dopey grin. You lean away from the car a bit, not being able to fully retreat based on the hold Wanda had you in.

“You’re a damn psycho-”

Your fingers enter her without warning causing you to release a gasp and Wanda to release a loud moan. Thankfully the music drowned it out. But you didn’t move your fingers forward, so you’re confused as to how you got here, inside Wanda. You look up and see her with a devious smug smile on her face. She has you trapped now. How did you not feel her hands pull you forward? Maybe this was a bad idea you thought if you played Wanda’s game and caught her off guard that she’d back off a bit. You were wrongly mistaken, you only edged her on even more.

She giggles at your reaction, pulling the rest of her skirt above her hips for you to have a full display of her. Wanda pulls you closer as her voice softly sends a sensation over your lips. “I got tired of talking and this is way past foreplay so, move your fucking fingers baby.” You stare at her mouth gaping, until you feel a stinging pain of sensation on your face. she slapped you. “I. said. move.” Her grip on your shoulders increases in strength. When it’s clear you aren’t moving, she takes the initiative to move on her own. She tuts at your defiance; she’ll remember that when it’s her turn. Wanda doesn’t waste time or bother with starting out at a slow pace. she thought about it for a moment but the way you had her clit throbbing and the whole teasing aspect that played out moments ago in this spot as her feigning for you in any way she can have you.

When you actually get the courage to start moving you keep your pace hard and steady leaving no room for her to speak, you don’t want her to speak while you fuck her like this. you’ve heard enough of her voice for one day. She doesn’t like that you’re not looking at her, she’s been dreaming about this for so long and now that it’s happening it needs to be perfect. so, she grabs your face seeking eye contact. You don’t want that connection, you just wanted to shut her up and let you leave this room.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” you shake your head no and she counters it by nodding her head yes “Yes you are, look at you.” she says, giving you a sinister smile. “Say it, I want to hear you say it, how you love being inside me, how you loved this game we were playing.” you stay silent continuing to let Wanda use you. “You can’t even say it, can you? awww you scared of the truth?” She mockingly laughs at your silence basically confirming what she already knew to be true.

“Shut up.” you say hissing with anger.

“Like I said you’re gonna have to make-”

“Fuc-” you cover her mouth with your hand, which she didn’t appreciate but there’s nothing she can do at the moment. with the feeling of her vibrations on your palm. you think she attempted to laugh after her loud outburst was cut off.

“Shut. up.” You say through gritted teeth. The way your fingers stroked her walls she didn’t want to do anything that would make you stop. She’s nearing her climax and decides to meet your thrusts with more force.

“You want to cum?” She nods her head. Your hand is still covering her mouth but she’s not going to let it slide anymore she wants you to hear her moan as she cums on your fingers. Wanda wants the sound and the image embedded in your brain. She licks the palm of your hand making you pull away from her mouth with a look of disgust, but you never stop pounding into her. No longer looking at her you’re distracted by the way her walls close in on your fingers. You pound into her harder, deeper and with purpose. “I knew you had fire in you.” you focus on the feel of her tight pussy and the gushing sound of her arousal. you won’t lie, you're enjoying this.

“Fuck.” you whisper in fascination.

“See I knew you were enjoying this; you feel how wet I am?” she’s out of breath and she still manages to laugh at your newfound confidence and determination. “It’s all for you princess” you look back up at her in terror of being caught. your eyes link with her almost as if you’re in a trance you can’t look away. somehow it seems like her eyes darken even more than before. Wanda is loving the eye contact right now it gets her closer to finishing just from staring at you directly as your pound into her. only you can have her like this, but you don’t know it yet. “You’re not so innocent, Are you? God, I knew you would be something special, my special girl.” Wanda manages to get that out despite her ragged breathing and her loud panting. The only sound in this room is the wetness from Wanda’s cunt, moans and the thudding sound of your bodies making contact with Tony’s car. You bring your lips back to Wanda’s for an electrifying kiss. You pull back, dragging your tongue down her cheek to the side of her neck. She holds your head in place finding the new contact euphoric.

“Right there, princess.” She wants to tell you to mark her, at this point she’s yours you own her, and she would gladly wear your marks. you nibble suck and kiss her neck. All previous thoughts she had about that disappeared when you moved away from her neck. With your sudden change in movement, you pull her shirt down harshly revealing her perfect breasts and your mouth waters as you quickly think about the moment in the coffee shop. She likes to be pinched.

“Oh fuck, you remembered?” She arched her back off the car. She wants more pressure from your hands on her nipples. You nod your head unintentionally; you were just as dumbed out as Wanda was. “I thought I told you to shut up Maximoff.” your warm breath faintly hits her lips. “Mmm I might be whipped, but I’m not that whipped baby. if I wanted to, this situation would be reversed.” You quirk your eyebrow up at her, that’s totally a lie.

“Is that right?” she nods her head

“Yea--”

You push her body back against the metal car. She hisses at the slight pain but she takes it, she’ll take anything you give her.

“Ohh shit!”

You pinch and tug on her hardened nipples a little harsher, resulting in her walls closing in on your fingers, you also remember Wanda saying you could pinch other places. you stop your attack on her nipples.

“What the fuck!” She growls in anger, but you quickly shut her up by replacing your fingers with your mouth while moving your other hand down to pinch her neglected clit.

“Ohh my god, don’t stop, please don’t stop I’m gonna cum.” did she just say please? oh that ignites something in you, you never thought would happen. Wanda saying please and begging you to keep fucking her was never on your mind, but you want her undone you want her empty headed. With Wanda receiving pleasure and sensations in three places you think she’s waited long enough. you finally add a third finger to finish the job and angle your fingers to stroke her G- spot.

Wanda releases a loud pornographic moan you wouldn’t mind hearing on a daily. When she finally reaches her climax, she throws her head back harshly against the car. Intune with her moan you’re startled by the ear shrieking sound of the car alarm going off. You bring your hand up to cover your ear as you stand there still mesmerized by Wanda in that moment of her coming down from her high. There was another reason why you didn’t want to hear her voice and that was one of them. You’ll definitely be thinking of this for a while. She laughs at the sound of the alarm going off, not even bothering to fully move off the car or to cover her ears from the sound. When Wanda notices the silence from you, she stops laughing. Wanda stares back at you waiting for you to say something. You just fucked Wanda Maximoff…. aka demon spawn this was not in your plans, and it was definitely going to make things worse.

“Y/n?” You don’t answer her, you pull away from her and finally remove your fingers from her warm cunt. You whimper at the sight of her glistening pussy and the way her arousal leaked out of her onto the hood of the car. You start to feel a rise of panic through your body and quickly pick up your jacket from the floor walking at a fast pace to the other side of the room and running out of the door.

“Shit!

Y/n, Wait!” She struggles to fix her clothes and stand on her legs, but she still tries to chase after you through the Smokey hallway. When she gets back to the party area and doesn’t see you, she goes to get a drink, she needed it after the way you fucked her and honestly, she would rather be at home now or somewhere with you. Who fucks someone and runs out the door immediately after? Well, she can’t fault you. Maybe this was payback for her swapping you out with Jean last year.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Will you stop doing that!” Wanda swats her hands at Natasha. Natasha chuckles as she dodges Wanda’s attack. “So did you have fun with y/n?” she wiggles her eyebrows.

“How do you-” She stops herself from speaking any further. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” she brushes past the assumption. She didn’t want to talk to Nat about what happened; she wants to keep her experience with you to herself.

Natasha quirks an eyebrow up at Wanda, this was new. Her not wanting to share sexual details? Natasha already put the pieces together when she saw you running out of the party. “Wanda, unless you had an accident again, I’m pretty sure you have slick on the front of your skirt and you’re leaking.”

“What!” She looks down at her leather skirt. How did she not feel her own juices running down her leg? Must have been the adrenaline of seeing you flee out the door. Natasha was just a list to ask Wanda something else when Tony’s voice sounds loudly over the music. “WHO THE HELL WENT IN THE GARAGE NEXT TO MY CAR!” Nat and Wanda both exchange looks. “WHO FUCKED IN THE GARAGE AND LEFT THEIR JIZZ AND A DENT ON THE HOOD OF MY MUSTANG!?!”

“Catch you later?” Nat nods to Wanda

“Yup, I’m not sticking around for that bitch fit.” Wanda is brought out of her thoughts as she sees a familiar figure walking by her.

"Bishop, We need to talk." Wanda throws her arm around Kate stopping her from leaving. "About what?” Kate didn’t know what else there was to talk about she did her part. she got you here and she left you with her so unless Wanda was going to give her a drug freebie more often this had Kate curious. “About Y/n.” Wanda rolls her eyes and huffs her breath as if what she wanted was obvious. What more could Wanda want? Kate thought once she got Wanda to see she completed her task that everything would be done. “I got her here. That was all I was supposed to do and why are you breathing like that? And what the hell happened to you? Did you go overboard and have an accident again?”

“No bishop, Fuck off I need you to tell me y/n’s class schedule.” Kate wasn’t too sure about this; it was one thing to encourage you to come with her to a party but to keep feeding Wanda information had Kate rethinking this whole thing. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Wanda.” Wanda’s suffocation vice grip on Kate’s neck turns into a bruising pain. to anybody else it looks like Wanda casually has her arm around Kates neck and not in this crushing chokehold. “You know Katie I wonder what would happen if the coach of the archery team found out about your little “Midterm” problem.” Wanda leans in close to Kate’s ear and sinisterly whispers. I actually think I want to test that out, What do you think?” Kate furiously shakes her head no. “No, Please don’t do that.” Wanda releases her grip around Kate after her response.

“Then do as you’re told. No questions asked got it?” Kate nods her head in acknowledgment as Wanda smiles and goes back to her chill and laid-back demeanor. “Great! Now that that’s out of the way. What’s her class schedule?”

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