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The Three Times Natasha Proposed to You and the One Time You Said Yes

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x reader

summary: your girlfriend has a habit of proposing, and you have a habit of saying no.

a/n: I was gonna do this with katniss but decided it worked better with my favorite spy and also its been way to long since I wrote for herrrrrr ahhhh anyway, I LOVE HER YOUR HONOR

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The first time Natasha proposed to you, you had only known her for 18 hours.

You were new to the team. So new in fact that you only knew three people’s names at a table with eight people since the other five were too busy all day to introduce themselves. Dinner was awkward, for you at least, as everyone else was busy chatting about their days with each other. They’re laughing, the bond they all share clear as joy feels the air.

You don’t feel that joy.

It’s not like you’re not happy to be here; you’re insanely grateful that Fury was willing to see past your history and allow you to join forces such as the incredible ones around you, but you just don’t feel very welcomed.

You don’t blame the team. After all, it’s only the first day, and Fury already told you about the fact that most of the people on that team aren’t very warm and friendly. It does kind of bug you though, how now the people you’re not familiar with even seem to notice your presence in the group.

It’s just the first day. Things will get better. You repeat for the 100th time, eyes trained on the table as you spoon some more of the food that was in the kitchen when Jarvis called for you into your mouth. It’s chicken over rice, a simple recipe, but the chicken is covered in some type of delicious sauce that you can’t get enough of.

“Is the food okay? It’s my family's recipe.” A girl with brunette hair and jade colored eyes sitting across from you speaks, nervously smiling as she pushes her fork around the food on her plate. She’s young, younger than everyone else on the team, and it makes you feel a bit better about being new as you remember what Fury said about her only joining about half a year ago.

You give a hesitant smile, answering honestly; “Oh…yeah. I love it. It’s delicious.” 

The girl smiles brighter, reaching across the table to hold out her hand for you to shake. “It’s nice to officially meet you. Fury’s told me alot about you. I’m Wanda.”

“All good things I hope.” You giggle before introducing yourself, and she laughs along with you before you both go back to eating. The rest of the team slowly introduces themselves, and out of the corner of your eye you go see the way Wanda cringes when they only do it after she gave an example.

Even if they only did it once the girl made them realize, you still feel a bit more comfortable here then you did a while ago.

You notice Wanda eyeing your rings as you guys continue to eat, so you put your hand on the table in between you too. Her eyes shoot up to you in surprise, clearly not knowing that you noticed it. “Sorry for the staring. I just…I really like your rings. I love wearing them myself and I’ve never seen any like that. They’re beautiful.”

That’s how you guys start up in a conversation about rings, and then a few minutes later you’re sliding off one of your rings to give to her. She seems like the nicest person here, and you can already tell you’re going to be great friends. When you get it off, it accidently flies out of your hand, bouncing on the table before it falls off and lands somewhere on the floor. You turn red in embarrassment at the way everyone falls silent, staring at you in amusement before a redheaded woman slides out of her seat and kneels down on one knee to search for the item.

You met her earlier when you went to the gym to train, and she even helped you learn a few awesome fighting moves before she left to let you do your own thing. You can’t deny that Natasha is beautiful.

The woman smiles when she finds it, grasping the metal in her hand before she turns to face you, still on one knee as she holds it out for you to take as if she’s proposing.

If she notices the way it looks, she doesn’t say anything until Tony, the man you met when he blew up a lab earlier, laughs and mumbles under his breath, “I’m not paying for that wedding.”

You giggle, watching as Natasha stands up and turns to glare at him before facing you once again and putting it on the table near your plate. “Shut up Tony.” She mumbles before sitting back down in her own seat, and you say before shoving food into your mouth when the embarrassment sets in, “I’m not ready to settle down. Sorry Nat.”

Everyone just chuckles, and you are left with a small smile and new found happiness.

The second time she’d done it, she’d almost had you fooled that it was real.

You and her had been dating for three months, and you guys were absolutely inseparable. You’ve learned a lot about her in the year you’ve been an Avenger, and she sometimes opens up about her past. Her little sister, the red room, Dreykov.

Anyway, Fury had sent you on a mission with her, your best friend Wanda, and Steve Rogers to go and steal a flash drive from a destroyed hydra base then find some place quickly to look at what's on it. He said to find the nearest place as people would already be on the search for us, so that's why you got Nat to pull over at a mall. Not for clothes or a new pair of shoes, but to go into one of the electronic stores and use one of their computers to read what's on the file.

It was easy until Natasha noticed one of the workers looking at Steve in suspicion as they see him inserting the drive into one of the computers, and you’re about to abort the mission before your girlfriend grabs your hands and tugs you to the middle of the store, dropping into one knee and glancing at Wanda. The witch seems to get the hint even though you don’t understand what's happening, but you do when the young girl uses her magic to make a ring appear in Natashas hand. It’s beautiful, but you can tell it’s just an illusion to fool the people around you as small red whisps surround your best friend's hands.

“I’ve loved you since the day I met you.” The redhead starts, loud enough to attract the attention of everyone in the store but too loud as to not seem unusual. “I know you’re having my brother's baby,” She continues with that most serious face you’ve ever seen, and you have to try your hardest not to burst out laughing. “But I can treat you better than he ever could.”

The whole crowd of people in the store are now focused on you, even the workers which gives Steve the time he needs to enter the hard drive into one of the computers and read what's on it.

“So what do you say hottie? You wanna do this or not? Marry me?” You stare at her for a few minutes, eyes glancing at the blonde haired man who silently laughs at the scene in front of him before sending you a thumbs up to show he’s done and you guys can go.

“No!” Everyone quietly gasps, all looking away as Natasha fakes offense. “No! What the fuck? What kind of proposal is this? I’m just trying to buy a new phone, Stacy! And you’ve got a huge barbecue stain on that sweater. This is truly the best you could do?”

You're having way too much fun with it as you scoff before gently slapping her, trying your hardest not to laugh at the way everyone gasps even louder while you storm out.

Your friends and girlfriend quickly catch up with you, and you all finally burst out laughing by the time you’re getting in the car and driving away from the mall right as some scary looking military vehicle pulls up to the building. “Did you have to slap me?” Natasha laughs out, the ring box Wanda had magically created is now gone as she sits next to you in the back seat. “I feel like you enjoyed that way too much.”

“I did enjoy it. I’m also just practicing for the day you do propose to me.” She lets out a fake annoyed groan, slinging an arm over your shoulder as she pulls you to lay against her side.

Despite the playful mood, you can’t help but feel a fluttery feeling in your chest and a warm blush coating your face at the thought of being married to this girl. Little did you know, she was feeling the exact same.

When she did it a third time, it almost seemed like it was second nature for her to pull out a ring box and propose to you. 

You had just got back to the Avengers tower after a lunch date, and she froze on the doorstep when she realized you were no longer beside her. She turns in circles, panic filling her when she doesn’t see you. She’s a spy for fuck sakes, how could she have not noticed something happening to you.

 Her panic fades when you pop out from behind a thick tree, a snowball made from the small amount of snow on the grass in hand as you send her a mischievous smile. She doesn’t have any time to move before you’re launching it in her direction, practically falling over with laughter as it hits her forehead and then breaks into pieces.

The redhead still seems a bit shocked, but she quickly gets over it as she groans with a grin and runs over to harshly tackle you to the ground. It knocks the wind out of you, but you’re both still laughing so hard your stomach hurts as she grabs some snow from beside your head and then lets it fall onto you. “You wanna play that fucking game? Oh we can play that game honey.”

You shake your head, but the bright smile on your face tells her that you’re not actually scared. “No. I’m sorry Tasha. We can talk this out.” When she makes a, “tsk…tsk” noise with her mouth, you use all your strength to push her off of you, sprinting towards your home even though you can hear the sound of Natasha’s boots hastily crunching the snow beneath them as she runs after you.

She wraps her arms around your waist, easily picking you up off the ground and spinning you around. As cringy as it is, your laugh makes her laugh, and the moment is so perfect as she slowly lets you down so she can look you in the eyes.

“Wait a second.” Natasha mumbles, before grabbing something from her pocket, telling you to turn around for a minute while she makes you a surprise. You draw shapes in the snow in the meantime, your fingers practically numb but by the time you’re done, every planet is drawn into the frozen canvas. “Alright. Turn around.” She speaks again, and your smile grows- if possible- at the sight.

She’s messily formed a ring with the wrapper from a straw at dinner, and now she’s balanced on one knee in the icy snow as she grins up at you. “Will you marry me, and be mine forever?”

You pretend to think about it for a moment, finally holding at your left hand for her to put the ring on as you yell out, “Of course I’ll marry you!”

The russian girl laughs, once again picking you up to twirl you around before she sets you down to kiss you easier.

From a window high up in the Avengers tour, Wanda watches the interaction while drinking her tea and then closing her curtains. “When is she gonna do it for real?” She whispers to herself, already so done with the fact that Natasha has proposed to you three times, and yet she hasn’t been able to wear a pretty bridesmaid dress in her whole live.

The day Natasha proposed in the privacy of the cabin Tony’s letting you borrow for a weekend, twinkling lights dressing the living room and the dining table decorated with candles, rose petals and fancy wine that’s probably from Pepper, was the time you know she wasn't kidding.

As the sun sets behind the clouds, you and Natasha sit across from each other with your free hands hooked together beside your plates. The setting sun casts gentle rays upon your face from the window, illuminating your features with a golden light. You two share a quiet, comfortable silence for a moment before she looks up from her plate to you, a smile gracing her lips. You look at Natasha, heart beating softly in your chest from the soft, gentle atmosphere of the moment. She lets go of her fork to use that hand to grab ahold of your other hand, your fingertips intertwined gently. Your eyes meet across the table, and for a second it’s just you guys in the world. 

The girl then speaks, her words sincere and clear, as she makes her proposal. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you; I’ve wanted to since the first date we went on. I was scared though…..scared of finding someone I love in a world that could take it away so easily. But now….now I realize. It doesn’t matter. As long as I get to be with you for what time we have left, it’s worth it. So," she says softly, tilting her head to the side and smiling as she grabs a ring box from her pocket and opening it so you can see the diamond ring inside before standing up from her seat so she can get down on one knee next to the table. 

"Will you marry me?" 

The question hangs in the air as you gaze into the girl's eyes and processes the words. Your mind reels from the unexpectedness of it all, but you also can't help the surge of joy welling in her chest.

“Yes. Yes of course I will!” Her grin brightens, and she’s still kneeled as she wraps her arms around your waist to hug you as tight as she can. You join her on your knees so you’re on her level, grabbing her face with both hands and pulling her into a passionate kiss. You would’ve married her the first time she asked, but you’re somehow glad you waited until now to say yes. This is perfect.

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It's okay

Y/N: 5 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV "Look who's home" Natasha smiles, pointing at Wanda with her finger which makes Y/N turn around, a huge smile forming on her face when she sees who's standing behind her.

"Hi, how have you two been?" Wanda asks with a warm smile, kneeling to Y/N and opening her arms for a hug which Y/N accepts and wraps her arms around her mommy. "Good?" Y/N only nods her head, her smile never leaving her face.

Somehow Wanda and Natasha haven't got Y/N to talk. They've heard a few words from her, but Y/N still hasn't gotten used to her new life just yet.

Unfortunately, the tiny one used to be punished for everything her biological parents didn't like, even talking as she had it forbidden.

Wanda and Natasha are slowly trying to make some progress and show the little one it's completely okay to talk and do everything children do.

"Yeah? Did you have fun with Natty?" Wanda asks, receiving another smile and a nod of a head from Y/N. "Can I join you two?"

"Mhm" Y/N nods, making Wanda smile and kiss the little one's cheek which makes Y/N giggle a little bit.

Natasha smiles at the sight, moving closer to the pair and greeting Wanda with a kiss before they all get into playing.

After a while of playing the three get hungry as it's getting closer to dinner time. While Wanda goes to prepare something for dinner, Natasha keeps Y/N occupied in case some of the Avengers would also come to have dinner. The tiny one still isn't really comfortable around anyone else beside Wanda or Natasha.

"What would you say on a movie night, детка? Just you, me and Wanda?" Natasha smiles, booping Y/N's nose on which Y/N giggles, nodding her head eagerly. (baby)

Once the three girls eat their dinner, Y/N takes her plate, carrying it to the sink like she was taught by her biological parents. Although she stumbles over, accidentally dropping the plate on which it shatters into a million pieces.

Y/N looks at Wanda with horror in her eyes, scared she'll get punished again. Deep down she knows Wanda and Natasha would never hurt her, though she can't help it and just thinks what if they'll do...

Tears fill Y/N's eyes at the thought of being punished again. She sits down, pushing her head into her knees and covering her head with her arms, her little body shaking, the sight breaking both women's hearts.

Wanda doesn't waste a moment, immediately kneeling down to her little girl, feeling her fear due to her powers.

"Y/N/N, sweetheart, it's okay. No one's mad at you" Wanda says softly, not wanting to scare the tiny one even more while Natasha slowly kneels next to Wanda, wanting to help somehow. "Y/N/N, can you look at me please?" She asks carefully.

Y/N slowly lifts her head a little bit, looking at Wanda with her red puffy eyes, getting met with a soft smile. Natasha watches the interaction, deciding to let Wanda comfort their daughter as she's already working on it.

"Yeah, there are those pretty eyes. We aren't mad, bubs. It was an accident and accidents happen. We would never get mad at you for it. Yeah?... Can I give you a hug?" Wanda asks carefully, opening her arms for the tiny one who hesitates for a few seconds, but then slowly moves closer to Wanda, wrapping her little arms around her and burying her face into Wanda's neck, still crying.

"Y/N's a bad girl" Y/N hiccups, remembering what her father always used to say when something like this happened.

"Y/N's not a bad girl, honey. You're the nicest little girl Natty and I have ever met" Wanda tells the tiny girl, rubbing her back and pressing kisses to the side of her head as an attempt to calm her down.

"Wanda's right, детка. It just happens that something breaks. We would never get mad at you for it and we would never ever hurt you" Natasha adds, gently placing her hand on her daughter's back and giving it a rub. (baby)

The three stay like this for a while, just hugging the little girl and pressing kisses to her head until she finally calms down.

"How about you two go get ready for the movie night and I'll grab some snacks and join you. Yeah?" Wanda smiles, wiping Y/N's tears away with her thumb.

"But I have to clean that up, mommy" Y/N mumbles out, pointing at the broken plate, Wanda and Natasha's hearts melting on the new name and smiles forming on their faces.

They don't mind when Y/N calls them by names. Of course they've wished Y/N would see them as parents and call them that. Though they assured her she can call them whatever she's comfortable with when Y/N's asked once. So Y/N calling Wanda 'mommy' is a huge step for all three.

"There's no need to, baby. You don't have to clean up anything" Wanda assures, tucking a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear before handing her to Natasha.

"We're gonna choose a movie together. Does that sound good?" Natasha smiles when Y/N rests her head on her shoulder and nods in response.

Natasha carries her daughter to her and Wanda's shared bedroom, sitting Y/N on the bed and walking over to the closet to pick out a pair of clean pajamas for the little monkey.

"Which one?" Natasha asks with a soft smile, giving her daughter a choice.

Y/N points with her finger at the one she likes more, so Natasha nods, putting the other one back into the closet before walking back to Y/N.

Natasha helps her little girl change before quickly changing herself and getting into bed next to Y/N.

"What movie would you like to watch, sweetheart?" The redhead asks, running her fingers through Y/N's hair and hoping to get an answer.

Y/N opens her mouth to tell her mama her movie choice, but then suddenly closes her mouth again and stays quiet.

"You can tell me, bubs. You can tell us anything at any time. We love you so much and we would never be angry at you for talking, sweetheart" Natasha assures her tiny one, adding a warm smile.

"... Promise, mama?" Y/N asks quietly, looking down at her knees and playing with the fabric of her pajamas.

"I promise, Y/N/N" Natasha presses a kiss to the little girl's forehead, booping her nose after doing so, making Y/N smile as she giggles cutely.

"What's going on here?" Wanda asks with a smile after hearing Y/N's giggles, stepping into the bedroom and bringing a smile to both of her loved ones faces. "Have you two chosen the movie?" She questions, joining the two in bed and cuddling to both.

"Not yet. We were just about to choose one, right детка?" Natasha smiles, playfully poking Y/N's tummy and earning a squeal from her daughter. (baby)

"Can we watch Frozen please? I really like that one" Y/N mumbles out shyly, receiving soft smiles from her mothers who are more than happy that their daughter wasn't scared to tell them.

"Of course, sweetheart. Anything you'd like"

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My girl

Pairings: Wanda x Female avenger

Warnings: SMUT DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+! Mommy kink, Innocence kink, Strap on, Fingering, Oral, Praise kink, Mommy/ little girl dynamic, BOTTOM WANDA!!!!!!! (Not really a warning but still) DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE!

Summary: When you tell Wanda you have a date she thinks all hope is lost… Until you show her differently. (I have a thing for blanket forts and idk why)

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Your heart was beating out of your chest as you recover from the blast. And even though you’re disoriented you get back up in fighting position. The women smiles and tilts her head before sending another blast your way that your dodge. She frowns when the blast hits the wall and you move to sweep her legs from under her. You successfully get her legs from under her and pin her arms to the mat.

“I win” You say smugly earning an eye roll from the redhead.

“Cause you cheated” Wanda retorts sticking her tongue out at you admitting defeat. You chuckled as you stood up and held your hand out for her to take. She begrudgingly takes your hand and helps herself up with a huff.

“Let’s go again” Wanda was eager to pin you at least once during this training session.

“I would but i have a date i need to get ready for im sorry, But we can do more tomorrow i promise” You say with a slight pout and gather your stuff. Wandas entire mood drops when you mention your date and just just nods in response not wanting to speak.

You grab your stuff, give her a kiss on the cheek and then head up to your room. When you get back to your room you are quick to get into the shower and wash off the dirt and grime from training. After your shower that’s when you go ahead with your plan.

Wanda had been in her room watching full house re-runs after she had left the training room. She had finally stopped crying a few minutes ago and was just sulking. The thought of you going on a date with someone else killed her inside. Wanda had been in love with you since she joined the team and she thought you had felt the same…clearly she was wrong.

You on the other hand you were getting you room ready with candles, blankets, snacks, popcorn, drinks to set up the blanket fort. Once the room was set to your liking you headed out to search for your date. You had checked all her normal spots but couldn’t find her. That was until you decided to check her room and lightly knocked when you had approached the door.

“Come in” The voice on the other door was soft as they spoke. When you opened the door you didn’t expect to be greeted by a tear stained Wanda.

“What’s wrong?” The concern dripping from your voice as you approached the younger witch. She tried to wipe her tears and shake her head saying ‘nothing’

“Dont lie to me witchy what’s wrong?” You asked again this time sitting on the edge of her bed next to her.

Wanda had debated on if she wanted to say anything but instead she just shook her head again. That’s when it clicked… Your date was what’s wrong. You laughed a little at the obvious misunderstanding making her look at you confused.

“Come with me” Is all you said holding you hand out for her to take. She looked at you still confused but you just kept your hand out for her. Wanda took your hand and held it as you lead the two of you to your door. When you had gotten to your door you covered her eyes before walking in.

“Open” You said taking your hands off her eyes. Wandas eyes lit up when she saw all the halloween blankets, pillows and snacks you set up. She turned around to face you with a smile on her face.

“Is this all for me?” She asked with a slight shake to her voice.

“It is” You nod grabbing her hand and bringing her into the room where the scent of roses filled her nose. Wanda squeezed your hand in excitement looking around the decorated room.

“But what about your date?” Wanda asked suddenly remembering the date you told her about. You laughed a little again earning a pout from the redhead.

“Darling… The date is you” And suddenly everything clicked and she smiled brightly. “I was too nervous to ask you out so i thought this would be a cute way of surprising you” Your words made Wanda tear up.

“It’s perfect” She said happily jumping into your arms making you stumble back a little.

“I queued up all your favorite movies on the tv. Go pick one you wanna watch” Wanda nodded and did as she was told and crawled further into the fort to pick out a movie. Once she had picked hocus pocus she patted the spot next to her for you to sit. You happily sat next to her and wrapped an arm around her holding her close.

The two of you happily watched the movie laughing together and the three witches and their antics. Half way through the movie you could tell something was up with Wanda. She was squirming slightly every couple of seconds and rubbing her thighs together. It took you a minute to realize that she was trying to relieve herself.

“Wanda?” You cooed moving your hand down to rub her back under her shirt. She shivered at your touch and rubbed her thighs together again.

“Yes?” Her voice was shaky as she spoke. You lifted her up and sat her on your lap so she was facing you and her thighs were spread apart.

“Are you okay sweet girl?” The concern was definitely there in your voice but it was being taken over by lust as you looked at her.

“I-I’m okay… I just have a funny feeling” She spoke feeling herself slip into a small headspace.

You tilted your head and rubbed her soft thighs making her shiver. “Where’s the funny feeling bunny?” You asked and her eyes widened.

“I-Uh” Her voice shook and her eyes went down to in between her thighs. Your fingers moved from her thighs to brushing over her core when her eyes trailed down. She shuddered feeling the soft touches of your fingers against her sensitive places.

“Do you want mommy to take care of it?” She nods frantically at your question making you laugh.

“I need words bunny” You said rubbing her cheek earning a small smile from her.

“Please touch me mommy” Wanda begs grabbing your hand and moving it towards her throbbing core.

“Well since you asked so nicely” You smiled picking her up and laying her against the soft pillows and blankets. She giggled as you kissed her thighs and ran your hands up nod down her body. You were quick to remove her shirt and shorts leaving the younger woman in her led lace lingerie.

“So pretty bunny” You praised making the woman turn beat red in response. Your hands roamed all over her body making her shiver and squirm under your touch.

“Oh please please touch me mommy” She begged bucking her hips against your hand. You happily obliged and took off her matching set in swift motions. You groaned at the sight of her wet pussy glistening in the light.

“Oh fuck bunny youre so wet” Two fingers made their way to Wandas clit making her moan in delight. You wasted no time in connecting your mouth with her clit and started sucking. She tasted like candy and from that second you were addicted.

“Oh-Oh fuck mommy yes right there” She moaned her hands finding home in your hair and bucking her hips against your face. That’s when you took two fingers and thrusted them into her at a slow pace while sucking on her.

Wandas senses her on overdrive as you fucked her bringing her to her first orgasm. “I-I’m gonna cum mommy fuck-“ Her moan came out broken and hoarse as she spoke. You tapped her thigh with two fingers of your free hand telling her to let go. Thats when the she lets loose and finishes on your tongue.

“Oh fuck” She moans trying to catch her breath still holding onto your hair for dear life. You groan happily as you clean up her mess and then lick your fingers clean with a sinful moan.

“So fucking sweet” You praise before bringing her into for a sloppy kiss. Wanda moans at the taste of herself on your lips and shamelessly sucks on your tongue.

“Please fuck me” She begs clawing at your back. You chuckle at her eagerness and grab the strap on from the bedside table. Her eyes go wide at the red cock on your hand and she doesn’t take her eyes off you as you secure the harness to your waist.

“Your wish is my command bunny” You said in a low sultry voice as you grab the strap and run it along her wet folds to get it wet. Once the strap is wet enough to your liking you settle yourself between her things and tease her.

“No teasing mommy” She whines bucking her hips against the tip trying to put it in. That’s when you grab her wrists and pin them above her head.

“I will do as i please with you bunny” You husked in her ear giving her a kiss below her ear. Wanda whined but nodded her head in understanding. After you successfully get the witch worked up you slowly push into her.

“Oh fuck mommy” Wanda let’s out a pornographic moan when she feels you bottom out. You give her a few moments to adjust to the size before you start thrusting into her.

The moment you bottom out Wanda looses her mind feeling you kiss her g-spot. You thrust into her hard but not hard enough to hurt her.

“Take me so well bunny” You praise staring at where her pussy swallows the strap. The room is filled with the sound of you fucking her and her sinful noises.

“Right there mommy right there!” She screams leaving scratch marks on your back. Wanda was so lost in the pleasure she didn’t even realize she squirted on the strap.

“Oh bunny” The words are sweet as the pass your lips. “So fucking good for me baby” Wanda smiled at your praise and kept grinding herself on the strap.

“I want more mommy please” She asked and you nodded in response. You lost all control as she looked at you with doe eyes. You started thrusting into her harder than before making the witch squeal.

“YES YES YES!!” She chanted as her tits bounced and her mind went blank. Wanda’s back arched and her hands come flying around your neck as she came for a third time.

“So fucking pretty” You groan in satisfaction fucking her through her orgasm.

“Thank you mommy” She whispered breathlessly as you pulled out making her whine.

“You’re so welcome bunny” You kiss her head before throwing the strap on the floor and laying next to her.

Wanda takes this opportunity to crawl into your lap and rest her head on your chest. Your hands wrap around her and you kiss her head.

“ ‘M tired mommy” The witch yawns in your lap making your heart swell.

“Get some sleep little one” After you kiss her head she drifts off to sleep wrapped around you like a koala.

You couldn’t help the smile that found its way against your lips watching the woman you love feel safe in your arms.

~The end~

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[frostironfudge]

Hey girl, do you still do requests?

If so can you do something like those tiktok filters where you choose your soulmate but it's avengers choosing between each other who they'd want and reader cooses bucky all the time making the rest of them confused and later bucky pulls her into his lap when there is no place to sit and she tells him why she wants him and its all sweet reasons and at the end she says "the arm though..." you can end it here or add something else!😊😊

I'd Choose You - Bucky Barnes

Summary: based on the above prompt, i've sort of altered the filter used i hope thats okay

Warnings: none, pure fluff, some mutual pining, non canon compliant, the avengers are a big happy family.

Pairings: Bucky x Fem!Reader

An: i hope you enjoy it! I’m sorry it took this long!

Main Masterlist

You were hearing the same song playing from the living area over and over. The stirring of your pasta wasn't this repetitive. Turning the stove off you find Natasha and Wanda sprawled across the couch and watching videos via the projector.

You tilt your head watching the woman on the screen tilt her head side to side, picking between the avengers, in the end she lands on the picture of Wanda. She then goes on to explain her reason for picking Wanda, stating her perseverance and strength inspires her. Her friends come in on screen and they all giggle when she admits of the crush she has on her as well.

The screen moves upward another video with a man loads, he keeps on choosing, Tony Stark rolling his eyes at the other presented choices. His reasoning is the facial hair. You join Nat and Wanda's laughter.

"Is this the latest trend?" You ask as the next video loads. Natasha nods in response to your question.

"There are so many picking you as well." She assures scrolling upwards on the tablet till the old video she saw loads. You watch as your picture is paired against Steve's his picture disappears as yours is picked. It continues as you're picked over everyone else.

"What's all this?" Steve, Sam and Bucky walk into the living area. Their gazes fixed on the screen.

"It's a trend, picking their soulmate from amongst the avengers. Or picking the avenger they adore the most." Wanda explains, its silent again as the familiar song replays on the next video.

Sam does a hoot as he's picked in this video. Steve chuckles, you look at Bucky, he remains stoic. Then his eyes meet yours, a smile breaks out across his face drawing your own smile forth.

"You know what would be a great idea?" Sam pipes up.

Bucky looks at him then back at you, a silent conversation takes place. one in which he's telling you; 'Bird brain has an idea.' you shake your head at him. He knows you're chastising his little unsaid comment.

"What?" Nat turns to Sam.

"We should do this amongst us." He shrugs nonchalantly.

"I don't think that is a good idea. It could hurt sentiments." Steve reasons, Tony clicks his tongue. Entering with his coffee mug.

"Oh come on Cap, no one will say anything if you pick me." Tony teases Steve. The blonde's cheeks tinge red.

"Tony." He rolls his eyes.

"Go on Nat, lets see what Tweety Bird has in store for us." Tony raises his mug towards Sam.

"I'm not Tweety if anything I'm," Sam struggles to find a better bird character but flounders.

"Chuck?" Bucky offers.

"I'm not an angry bird." Sam glares at him.

"Getting angry there birdy." You giggle, Bucky laughs as Sam grumbles grabbing the tablet and setting it up to record,

"Just for that ya'll aren't getting picked." He warns before sifting through and picking Natasha, Steve give a little hey of protest when he is cut off first.

Tony points at you after most of them are done, some how Clint, Bruce, Vision, and even Peter were roped into the trend. You look at Bucky as you walk towards the set up.

Bucky bites his lip, he wants to be hopeful. This seemed to be the easiest way to confess his feelings for you. if you didn't reciprocate he could always say it is a platonic choice.

He watches as does everyone, right off the bat you're asked to pick between Steve and him. He exhales when you pick him.

Over and over you pick him, the choice is as easy as breathing for you. The picture of Bucky was from his first day reinstated and on a press release after a mission. You keep looking at it with a soft smile. Tilting your head to keep picking him.

At the end his picture moves from the side to the top of your head, you begin to move,

"Wait, you have to say why." Wanda reminds, a knowing smile on her face.

"Well, um, he's warm and fuzzy when we cuddle during movies," You look back at Bucky, "he's brilliant, a good listener, makes really good pancakes even if he burns the first three always." you laugh and Bucky's grin only widens.

"What else, Doll?" He walks over to you.

"Your eyes, always find my way to them."

"They do seek you out in every room." He cups your cheek.

"And this arm though." Your skin heats, Bucky smirks.

"What about it?" He questions, eager to know.

"Strong yet gentle." You breathe.

"I'd choose you." Bucky admits, his blue eyes convey something deeper. Something your had been waiting to be reciprocated.

"Oh Bucky." Your palm covers his own, held against your cheek.

Another silent conversation takes place, feelings affirmed.

His lips find yours, the softest of kisses shared, the rest of your family cheers.

"Finally." Sam adds.

-x-x-x-

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[gingiesworld]

New Sheriff in Town

Requested by @louxbloom

Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader/ Past Wanda Maximoff x Vision

Warnings: Angst. Fluff.

18+ MINORS DNI

Wanda and Vision were high school sweethearts, everything seemed perfect until she fell pregnant before graduating. Vision proposed to her as soon as he found out which Wanda had said yes.

It all seemed fairytale like as the years went on, Wanda being the stay at home mom as Vision went to work with his uncle at Stark Industries to provide for his family. As much as Wanda loved being a mom to her sons, she hated being home alone. Living the same day, same routine over and over again.

As the years went on, Vision had started to treat Wanda as a maid and not his wife, the twins soon caught on and started to treat her the same as their father did. As much as it broke Wanda's heart, she couldn't leave. Even though her friend's Natasha and Agatha would tell her otherwise. She had an obligation to be there for her family. That is what she was taught the perfect wife was.

That was until Vision had handed her divorce papers as he packed his things. Leaving her to raise two teen boys as he moved in with the 20 year old twinkie in the city. The twins had blamed Wanda for him leaving and never really cut her any slack. Wanda would also find herself crying herself to sleep every night. Wondering at what point her life had took a turn.

But with two 15 year old boys, running amuck throughout Westview. Especially being just as entitled as their father, always causing noise and destruction wherever they go. Only to be yelled at by Wanda before the two would make her cry.

A new resident had moved in ane joined the local Sheriff's department. Well they were the new Sheriff. When they saw the two yelling at Wanda, blaming her for their father not wanting anything to do with them.

"Hey!" Their voice boomed, causing the three to look in their direction. "I suggest you boys show your mother some respect."

"What are you going to do about it?" Tommy sneered as the twins crossed their arms across their chests.

"If I catch you boys doing anything out of line, I can have you arrested." They told them sternly.

"What? You gonna call the police?" Billy teased as Tommy laughed. They sighed as they got their badge out.

"I am the new Sheriff so I suggest you start to respect your mom." They told the two sternly. "Also, if I catch either of you vandalising any property, that includes your mom's house, I will put you in handcuffs. Do you understand me?" The two just nodded before walking inside as Wanda approached Y/N.

"Thank you. I'm Wanda." She introduced herself.

"Y/N." They shook her hand. "Well it was nice to meet you but I have to get to the station." Wanda waved nervously as she watched them walk away.

As the time went on, Y/N had found Tommy drinking in the park. So they approached him with a soft smile on their face.

"Hey, you're Wanda's son right?" They questioned as Tommy just scoffed before having another big sip. "You know you can talk to me."

"About what?!" Tommy spat. "How my dad left us and we've blamed mom all the time for it. Especially seeing him with his new wife and kid."

"Listen, I understand how hard it can be to have a parent give up on you." They told him. "But your mom is still here. She is still looking after you and your brother. You just need to give her a chance. It isn't her fault your dad quit on you guys. That's all on him so please just cut her some slack. Talk with Billy too. She deserves better than the crap you two have given her."

"I'm sorry." Tommy cried as Y/N put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Save that apology for your mom and do it sober." They told him before standing up. "Come on, I'll give you a ride home." That was the first time that Tommy had felt extremely bad for how he had treated his mom. He hated himself and he hated his dad.

Once Y/N had pulled up outside of the Maximoff residence, Wanda came running out, worry etched onto her features as Y/N helped Tommy out of the car.

"Is he ok?" She asked them as they helped him inside.

"He's just drunk." They told her when they lay him on the sofa to sleep. "He's going to have one killer headache in the morning."

"Thank you." Wanda told them sincerely as she walked them out.

"It's no problem. They have been served a bad hand. The three of you have." Y/N told her softly as she smiled. "I will help keep my eye on them outside of these walls but the rest is on you Maximoff." They told her as she nodded. Watching as they left once more, this time admiring their form in their uniform.

As the time went on, the twins were better than before with Wanda. Doing chores without being asked and even making her drinks.

"I honestly don't know what has happened but it feels like something out of a horror movie." She whispered to Nat as the two stood on the porch, watching the twins mow the lawn and wash the car.

"I know what you mean. It's kind of like an alien invasion." She replied as Wanda nodded. It wasn't until they saw Y/N doing their rounds. Wanda noted that they weren't in their uniform as they stopped and spoke with the twins. "Or maybe a new person has something to do with it." Nat soon noticed how Wanda was silent as she watched Y/N and the boys laugh about something. "You like them." Nat pointed out as Wanda snapped her head in her friend's direction.

"No." She laughed as Nat smirked.

"Yes you do." She told her. "It's ok to want to move on Wanda."

"I know that but the twins have just stopped hating me." She told her. "If I change something it could ruin it."

As the year went on, Wanda had organised a BBQ for the twins birthday. Inviting their friends and family, Y/N had come with some gifts for the twins. Tickets to see their favourite team play the next game. It wasn't until Vision walked inside like he still owned the house.

"Vision? What are you doing here?" Wanda questioned as Vision smirked.

"I came to wish my boys a happy birthday and give them their present." He said as he waved a set of keys in her face.

"Please leave." She spoke shakily as the twins soon noticed the commotion. Y/N's gaze followed theirs as they soon moved to Wanda.

"She said to leave." Tommy stated as he stood beside Wanda.

"You will speak to your father with respect." He spat at him angrily.

"When you see him, let me know." Tommy smirked as Billy held his mom as she cried. All of her anger, pain and sadness coming back ten fold. It was when Vision was about the back hand Tommy across the face Y/N had stepped in.

"I suggest you leave." They told him as they gripped his wrist tightly.

"Fuck you." Vision spat before taking a swing at Tommy with his other hand. Y/N getting in the way and receiving a jab to the jaw.

"I won't ask again." They snarled as they towered over him. "Leave now or I'll have you arrested for trespassing."

"Whatever." He snarled before turning on his heels and leaving the house. Y/N soon got on their phone to a locksmith.

"The locksmith is coming tomorrow." They told Wanda who soon wrapped her arms around them. They were shocked at the action but reciprocated the hug regardless.

"Thank you." Wanda whispered before she kissed their cheek. The party continuing as Vision had never came. The twins barely left Wanda's side as everyone soon started to leave.

"Y/N." Wanda called out before Y/N got into their car.

"Are you ok?" They asked her as she nodded, not expecting her to wrap her arms around their neck and kissed them passionately. Y/N sunk into the kiss as she deepened it. When she pulled away, they watched dumbfounded as she walked back inside. A smile on her lips.

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[traveler-at-heart]

What we were

Summary: After losing Clint, your marriage and family begins to fall apart. Will Natasha be able to go back to what you once were?

A/N: This is going to be four chapters, but most of it is written. It’s a mix of angst, hurt and comfort. Obvious warning, there’s a major character death. Natasha and R have a daughter.

Time was unforgiving.

It had been six months since you lost Clint. Two since you asked Natasha to move out.

Four hours of sleep was the most you could get each night. 

Time heals everything, people say.

Then, how come, the more time passed, the worse you felt?

Thoughts like these invade your mind, even when doing the most mundane of tasks. Like now, when you’re waiting for your daughter’s school day to be over. Leaning over your black Mercedes, you wish that your injured leg could be less of a bother and instead of driving, you could walk to pick up Anya and get distracted by the sights of the city.

The school bell rings and the quiet classrooms are full of murmurs, books stored away and steps walking -some rushing eagerly- to the exit.

Impossible to miss, Anya’s red waves are the first thing you spot. Raising a hand, she says goodbye to her friends and walks your way. 

“Hi, darling” you sigh against her head. 

She’s getting taller and maybe next year she won’t let you hug her. Maybe she’ll even want to take the bus while you anxiously wait for her return home. But now, she’s still a sweet child and she still lets you run your hands through her hair. 

“How was Debate Club?” it’s the first thing you ask, because she’d been preparing relentlessly to beat the other team. 

“We won, obviously”

“We should celebrate” a voice joins the conversation. You’re so startled that you drop the car keys.

“Mom!” Anya says, wrapping her arms around Natasha.

It makes you happy that she’s not resentful even after everything that happened. That she can love so unconditionally.

She didn’t get that from you.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt” Natasha apologizes, finally looking at you. There’s a weak smile on your face, what else can you do? “I was thinking we could go shopping for that new game you wanted?”

“Can we please, Momma?” Anya turns to you.

“Sure. Have fun. But don’t spoil your appetite. We’re having lasagna” 

“Mom, our favorite” Anya nudges the Russian and you look away.

“I’ll have her home by 6” Natasha saves you the embarrassment of being forced to invite her.

“Have fun” you wave goodbye, heart beating fast.

Breaking the speed limit, you rush home. But the tears start running long before you’re parked.

You look at your sad reflection in the rearview mirror.

Natasha looks better than the last time you saw each other.

Maybe all she needed was to be away from you, to be happy again.

--

Two glasses of wine later, you’re curled up on the sofa watching your favorite comfort show and feeling better. 

“What’s up, Buck?” you answer at the second ring of your phone. 

“Are you ok?”

You look at the half empty glass of wine and decide that no, you’re most definitely not ok.

“Sure, why you ask?”

“I just saw her driving with Anya” 

“Mhm” you look at the clock. 5:55 PM. She’s trying to be a responsible parent, at least. “Yeah, she showed up at school today. It’s good that they spent time together”

“Want me to come over?”

“No, I don’t want you two fighting in my front yard. Thanks, though”

“I’ll stop by tomorrow, ok? And if you feel like it, we can go to that Broadway show on Saturday. I got us tickets”

“Thanks, Buck” 

“Ok, she’s parking outside now”

“You followed them all the way here?” you jump out of the couch, looking out the window.

“What? I was worried!” 

“Sometimes I think it’s not so great that you live a few blocks away, you weirdo”

“But then I bring coffee and scones and you change your mind” 

“Yeap”

“See ya, doll”

“Bye, creep”

“Oh, come on!”

You let out a laugh at his protest. Wanda and Yelena have been texting you, so you scroll, smiling at the silly pictures of Fanny or the videos of Tommy and Billy doing their crazy science experiments. 

“Hi, Ma” Anya rushes past you. “Gonna change for dinner”

“Mmkay” you nod, texting Bucky to make sure he’s actually back home, and not slashing Natasha’s tires. 

“So…” 

“Nat, jeez” you drop the phone, not even aware that she is still here. She looks at you across the kitchen island. 

Don’t think how sad it is that she looks out of place here, where it used to be home.

Don’t cry in front of her.

Don’t.

“Sorry, I’ll say goodbye and leave” 

“Anya, your mom’s leaving” you busy yourself in the kitchen, looking away.

“So soon?” the girl peeks around, pouting. “We haven’t even played the game yet”

“Would you like to stay for dinner?” you give up, unable to say no to your daughter. 

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m always making extra anyways”

Because you were used to cooking dinner for three. 

Anya is happy to set the table, but you sit next to your daughter, leaving Natasha in front of her. You try to stay focused on Anya and school: the debate club, sports activities, a month in Europe for the best students. 

“Mom, do you think I can reach out to aunt Carol? I have some Astronomy questions”

Natasha immediately looks at you, but you’re hyper focused on the bottle of wine and pouring the last of it until your glass is filled to the rim.

“Uh, she’s not... I’m not sure where Danvers is, sweetheart. She left Earth a while back” 

“Oh, ok” the girl nods, looking at you with a frown. “Mom, what’s wrong? Is your leg hurting? What did Doctor Cho say?”

Crap.

“What’s wrong, det…?” Natasha asks, looking at you. The pet name almost rolled off her tongue.

Everything. Everything is wrong, Natasha. 

“That old injury from our outlaw days. Doctor Cho gave me some pain killers. But I don’t think I’ll take them, they make me too sleepy”

“We’ll do the dishes” Natasha jumps in. “Don’t worry about it” 

“Thanks”

The dishes are the least of your worries, but it’s still a nice gesture.

Maybe when she’s finally ready to ask you to divorce her, you’ll be able to coparent. 

“Here, let me” she asks as you approach with the empty glass of wine. “Did Doctor Cho say anything else?”

You sigh, leaning against the counter, watching as she washes the dishes.

“She said surgery might make the pain go away. Actually, there’s a 90% chance it will work. But Anya’s got school and I’d have to do bed rest for at least five weeks. Maybe during winter break” 

“I can take care of her. Drive her to school or cook dinner or…”

“You’re a terrible cook” you remind her. It’s meant to be a joke, but also a way to make her stop.

You don’t want to be a burden for someone who doesn’t want you anymore.

“Wanda could teach me” 

“She’s too busy making sure the twins aren’t building a nuclear weapon in the garage” 

“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asks, almost afraid of your answer.

“Can you take her to school tomorrow?” you finally say, without providing further details.

The truth is, you’ll probably cry until you fall asleep, because you miss Natasha and this is the first time you’ve seen her in two months. 

And it would be better if you could sleep in, make an appointment with your therapist and then find a way to look composed by the time you have to pick your daughter from school. 

“Absolutely” 

“Thank you” 

“You don’t have to thank me, Y/N” 

The way she says your name makes you want to scream. 

--

Natasha’s long gone, Anya sleeping peacefully back in her room.

You’re looking at the ceiling, tears rolling down your face and soaking your pillow.

You miss her so damn much. You love her so much.

And you also hate her. And you hate yourself for loving her.

There’s a soft knock at your door. You know it’s not Anya because she would have turned on the hallway light.

“Hey, weirdo” you look at Bucky from across the room, smiling sadly. He approaches you and wraps you in his arms. You sob against his chest, feeling like the sadness will last forever.

“I’m sorry”

“It’s ok. Let it all out. I’m here”

You don’t know when you fall asleep.

--

A lot has changed in such a short time, but by now, Anya is used to the sight of her uncle Bucky, rotating between the few breakfast foods he can make without burning everything.

“You read my mind” Anya watches as he makes blueberry pancakes.

“Has no one ever told you it’s rude to sneak up on people?” he mumbles, impressed at how silent she was.

“No, because my moms are spies and so is my uncle and my other aunt and basically half my family”

“Smart ass,” he chuckles. “Come on, eat your food before it gets cold”

“Did mom eat anything yet?” Anya sits on a stool, eating on the kitchen counter.

“Your mom’s asleep” Bucky says. In fact, you cried, had a panic attack, a couple of nightmares, woke up to drink some water and then fell asleep at 4 AM. 

Basically, the usual for the past two months.

He’s so caught in his thoughts that he forgets to flip the last pancake. A knock on the front door snaps him back to reality.

“Can you turn off the stove? And pack your bag, we’re leaving in five…” Bucky yells over, opening the door without looking through the peephole first. He’s surprised to find Natasha on the other side “Can I help you?”

“I’m here to pick up my daughter” 

“Does Y/N know?” He's holding on to the door so hard that the wood cracks.

“She asked me to drive Anya to school”

“Ok, I’m ready” Anya announces, aware that her mother and uncle aren’t on the best terms. She walks between them to make sure they won’t punch each other. “Bye, uncle, thanks for breakfast” 

“Have a good day, sweetheart. See you Saturday”

“Right, for that musical, Beaglejuice”

“Shut up” he chuckles, kissing her forehead. Anya leans forward and hugs him goodbye.

Natasha is silent for most of the ride. Anya is looking out the window, uncertain of her mother’s mood. Maybe not saying anything is safer.

Three blocks away from school and Natasha hears herself blurting out what’s been on her mind this whole time.

“Does Barnes stay over a lot?”

“I guess” Anya mutters, still looking out the window.

“Well, do you know…”

The girl has enough, turning around to face her mother. There’s nothing but resentment in her eyes as she tells Natasha everything.

“Mom cries herself to sleep every night. Ever since you moved out, it's been hard for her to get up in the morning and act normal, let alone cook breakfast. So yeah, uncle Bucky is around all the time, just to make sure she’s at the very least alive. You’d know if you still cared about us” 

“Anya…”

“I’ll walk the rest of the way, thanks for the ride” she mumbles, opening the door and rushing away. Natasha is stuck in traffic, so all she can do is watch her daughter from the car.

Just when she was starting to make things right, she fucks up again.

--

“Thanks for breakfast” you say, mouth full of pancakes.

“More like lunch” Bucky corrects.

You nod, reaching for the maple syrup. 

“So, why’d you ask Natasha to drive Anya to school?” 

“Is that why my door is almost broken in half?” 

“I’ll fix it”

“You better” you mumble. He is still staring and you shrug your shoulders. “Just experimenting how co-parenting is gonna be when we officially divorce”

“So, you are asking her to divorce you?” 

“She’s gonna ask me. Sooner or later” you keep your head down, playing with your food. You’re not hungry anymore.

“All things considered, the ball is in your court”

“Buck” you plead, dropping the fork.

“I’m just saying” he approaches your side. “You’ll only be able to heal once you know what you both want. But running away won’t help”

“You sound like my therapist”

“But does she cook you breakfast?”

“For what she’s charging me, she should, actually” both of you laugh. And damn it, you know he’s right. “Thank you, for worrying about me. And for taking care of us these past few months. I’m sorry I’m such a mess”

As if on cue, tears start streaming down your face. Bucky hugs you, kissing your head.

“It’s ok”

“I know you hate it when people cry, I’m sorry” 

“Yeah, but I hate it a little bit more when you’re the one crying”

--

Luckily for your therapist, you’re all cried out by the time you reach her office. Instead, you discuss how it would be better to approach Natasha, who has always struggled with communication around difficult topics.

“I’m very happy with this session. We’ve made great progress” Doctor Thompson says and you put your fist forward.

“Fist bump” you encourage her.

“I’ll get my license taken away if we ever do this again” 

For the first time in months, you leave her office feeling a little bit lighter. 

Until you check your phone. 10 missed calls from Natasha.

“Nat?” you answer as she calls again.

“Is Anya with you?”

“I was about to pick her up from school” there’s a pause. “You did drive her to school, right?”

“Of course, I’m not an idiot” she shoots back.

“Well, I’m very confused because she’s only about to end her last class. Why would she be anywhere else, then?” you retort.

“Just meet me back home, ok?” she pleads.

“Fine”

She’s pacing on the sidewalk as you park.

“Care to explain?”

“The school called me an hour ago. She sneaked out after recess” 

“Let’s just track her phone” 

“It’s off”

“Well, fuck” you run your hand through your hair. “Did she say anything to you this morning? Did she seem upset?”

Natasha looks away, chewing on her bottom lip.

“I asked her if Barnes was staying over often”

“Natasha, for fuck’s sake” you sigh, turning away from her. 

Don’t shout. You won’t solve anything by screaming at Natasha.

Your daughter is missing because your wife can’t keep her jealousy to herself. So fuck it.

“If you want to know anything, you ask me, Natasha, do you understand? You don’t go questioning our 13 year old daughter, who, by the way, has been through enough shit lately. I’m trying to protect her and you’re here implying I’m sleeping with the only friend who isn’t tired of me being a mess. Which, for the record, I’m not. And would never. Unlike you, I’m not going around fucking people outside my marriage because I’m having a hard time”

“I don’t know how to get close to you, Y/N. You pushed me out ever since…”

“No! You don’t get to put this on me. I tried for months. I tried everything. And you scoffed and ignored and stood me up. I gave up the moment I found you in bed with Carol” 

Your voice breaks at the last part. That memory has been buried for so long; you want it to stay hidden, forever. 

It doesn’t matter. You need to find Anya.

“What are you doing?”

“Calling Buck” 

“I’m here. I’ll help you find her” 

“I’ll find my daughter alone, thank you” you walk past her, waiting impatiently for your friend to pick up.

“She’s my daughter too”

“You sure as hell haven’t acted like her mother in a long time, Natalia” 

You walk away, your back turned to her. 

“Buck” you say, voice trembling.

“I know. She’s at the Met. Hasn’t left. I’m outside, just in case”

“How did you…?” 

“I’m sorry. I was hoping I could convince her to come back before you found out she sneaked out of class”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can” 

--

Again, those soft waves of red are the first thing you spot in the room. Her blue eyes are fixed on Degas and his Dance Class.

“Hey, kiddo” you stand next to her, understanding immediately why she’s looking at this painting. “We still have your ballerina shoes somewhere in a box. Your mom loved going to your recitals” 

“I’m sorry for leaving school” 

“I played hooky a couple of times. It’s part of life. I just want to make sure you’re ok” 

“She doesn’t care if you’re able to get up in the morning but gets jealous because someone is taking care of us” 

You sigh. Anya has Natasha’s heart, after all. She loves and protects fiercely.

“That’s not exactly true. Come with me” your daughter takes your hand as you leave the museum. 

Central Park is still looking beautiful, even as fall approaches. Anya plops down on a bench and you take a seat next to her. A small groan leaves your lips. This damn leg.

“You know your mother was raised to be an assassin. The Red Room taught her that love was a weakness. And that she was incapable of having a family or people that cared about her. Even after all these years, insecurity can get the best of Nat sometimes”

“Why can’t we just… go back to what we used to be?” she mumbles, a tear rolling down her face.

“Oh, sweetheart” you hold her against your chest. “I want nothing more in this world” 

“I miss her”

“Me too, Anya”

“It’s like we lost her the day uncle Clint died” she sobs.

“But she’s still here. And she still needs you, my sweet girl. I’m not saying you should forgive her right this second. But don’t build a wall around yourself, please”

“Ok” 

“You know I lost my mom when I was 15. And a lot of that time I spent it angry at her for staying with a man that wasn’t good to us. But once she was gone, all I wished was that I had made her life a little easier”

“I’m sorry” 

“It’s ok. I’m glad I’m here, to make sure you don’t make the same mistake I did. We’re gonna be alright, I promise” 

“I love you”

“Love you too, kiddo” you keep her in your arms for as long as you can, but a light rain begins to fall. “Come on, now. Bucky’s been waiting for us”

“I know. I saw him following me on the bus here”

“My God, I don’t know which one of you is scarier” 

Anya giggles, and you take her hand. 

Even between all of this mess, she’s the one thing that makes everything worth it. 

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Anya was the one that texted her mother, apologizing and letting her know she was ok.

You didn’t reply to Natasha’s text. “I’m sorry” isn’t enough sometimes.

After pizza and an intense game of Jenga with Anya and Bucky, you call it a night.

You know what you’ll dream of tonight, but you’re too tired to care.

#Natasha Romanoff x Reader #Natasha Romanoff x y/N #Natasha Romanoff x You

[natashaslesbian]

Hey can I request a teen reader x mommy Natasha fic.

Where reader still likes to co sleep with her mommy.

Nat has started a relationship with Wanda, and the witch is slightly put out by it all.

Three In The Bed And The Little One Said

Word Count: 1.6k

Parings: (Teen!Reader x Mom!Natasha) (Wanda x Natasha) (Wandanat x Reader)

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A/N: I’m so sorry this took me so long to get done! It’s not proofread but I hope it’s okay<3

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“Come on” Wanda encouraged “a sleepover would be so fun! Waking up next to you is all I’ve ever wanted” she continued “I know, me too but what about y/n” Natasha said “I’m sure one night won’t hurt” Wanda said as she pushed a stray hair behind Nats ear. “I don’t know Wanda” the witches eyes fell down to her feet “I’m sorry but I have to be there for y/n, she’s my everything” Natasha said “and what about me” Wanda continued to hold her gaze down, the redhead gently lifted her chin “you’re my always” she said “I love you more than you’ll ever know, I just can’t leave y/n” Natasha sighed, hating having to let her girlfriend down again. “It’s okay” Wanda huffed, meaning it wasn’t really okay “I understand” she finished. Natasha lifted Wanda’s gaze back to her own, her gentle fingers lifting her chin. The widow leaned in to the witch and connected their lips in a sweet kiss. A hint of honey coated Wanda’s lip and would leave a trace on Natasha’s. The two woman sat in silence for a little while longer, basking in each others warm, until Natasha noticed the time. “I’ve gotta go baby” she whispered into the redheads hairline “I love you” she solidified with a kiss on the cheek “I love you too” said Wanda, sad that her girlfriend was leaving again.

You stirred slightly as the front door closed, a gentle pat of boots along the wooden floor told you that your mom was home. Natasha made her way upstairs to find you cuddled up with a book in bed, her bed. “Hey angel” she said “hi mama” you whispered “it’s late, you should be asleep” your mom said as she quickly changed into a large shirt and grey joggers. “I tried mom, I just kept waking up so I decided to wait for you” you shyly said. Natasha joined you in bed and pulled you into her arms, it was one of the only ways you could settle. Sleep had always been hard for you, ever since you were a baby. It took your mom ages to settle you to for naps and when she first moved you into your ‘big girl room’ you cried the whole night, you were having none of it. “Come here sweetheart” Natasha said as you shuffled into her embrace “mamas got you” you continued to co sleep with your mom and even now at 15 years old, you preferred to stay in her bed even though you had a perfectly good room of your own.

After just a few moments in your mamas arms you fell into a deep slumber. Natasha sighed contently, she loved still being able to hold you like this but she wanted to spend time like this with Wanda too. Her new relationship was a sore subject for you, you had your mom wrapped around your finger and letting someone new in had proven to be a big challenge. It had always been just you and Natasha at home and that was the way you liked it. Of course you loved all your aunts and uncles at the avengers compound and of course you didn’t keep your mom away from her friends. But a new love in her life had you scared. Natasha’s love was everything to you and the thought of having it sliced in half was breaking your heart. Deep down, you knew your moms love for you could never decrease but these new circumstances were so foreign to you. Natasha soon fell asleep cuddled up with you, her relationship with Wanda still on her mind.

The next morning you and Natasha followed the same routine. You had breakfast together then your mom had her shower while you got ready for school. Natasha dropped you off and then headed off to meet her girlfriend. The witch and the widow had decided to go out for a morning coffee and Nat was hoping to settle the awkwardness around the ‘sleepover situation’. “Hi baby” Wanda said as she looked up from the table “hey gorgeous” Natasha lent down for a small kiss. The pair conversed over their usual coffee orders until yesterdays conversation was brought up. “So how’s y/n?” Wanda asked “she’s okay, she was still up when I got home” Natasha said with a slight guilt. “You know I get it right” Wanda said as she lent over to lift Nats chin “your daughter comes first and she always will, I admire how much you love her” she continued “and I love how protective you are of her, I’m never gonna try to change that”. Natasha smiled slightly, happy that she hadn’t completely ruined her relationship with Wanda. “So you’re not mad?” The redhead asked “maybe a little at first” Wanda said “I just love you so much and I wanna hold you forever, but y/n needs you” the couple held hands over the table “she likes you, y/n does, she likes when you come over” Natasha said as a wild thought came into her head. “Will you come round tonight?” She asked her girlfriend.

It took a lot of convincing, but you finally came round the idea of having Wanda over tonight. It was true that you really liked her but knowing your mom had asked her to spend the night had you spiralling. “She must think I’m a freak” you whispered “sweetheart of course she doesn’t” Natasha cooed as she curled up with you on the couch. “Do you want me to go upstairs while you have dinner?” You shyly said “no baby, Wanda knows how much you mean to me and I want you to spend time with her too” your mom said as she brushed a stray hair from your face. The two of you finished your movie just in time before the door bell rang and Natasha went to great her girlfriend. “Hey y/n” Wanda said cheerfully as she came into the living room “hi” you mumbled before the three of you shared in some more small talk. Dinner went by in a flash and although you felt like the biggest third wheel ever, your mom and Wanda asked you to pick a movie before bed. You started to feel sleepy just before the credits rolled and Natasha suggested that it might be time to hit the hay. You were suddenly more awake and a little frightened of having to settle into your own bed for the night, you hadn’t done so in weeks.

“Just close your eyes baby and I’m sure you’ll get to sleep in no time” Natasha softly said as she stroked your cheek. Your mom had been in your room for 30 minutes now and Wanda had taken the extra time to have a shower, but Natasha knew that soon she would have to leave for her room. “I don’t like it in here mama” you sniffled “oh don’t cry darling” Nat said as she moved to wipe your stray tears. You didn’t really know why you were crying and you still didn’t know why you preferred to co sleep with your mom, you just knew that it was where you felt the safest. “I’ll be just next door sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere I promise” Natasha cooed. you tried, you really did but nothing could stop the anxiety running through your blood. Your cried had quietened now and you did feel as though you could drift off any moment but as soon as Natasha stood up to leave you bolted awake again “mama” you whimpered as you sat up. Nat came running straight back to you and bundled you up in her arms “oh my baby” she whispered “you’re okay I promise” you started to cry silently again and both you and Natasha missed the quiet creak of the door frame.

Another pair of arms wrapped tightly around you and surprisingly you melted into them “Wanda?” You asked as you pulled back slightly to see her “it’s just me” the witch said. “I’m sorry” you cried out “please don’t hate me, I’m not trying to keep my mom away from you” you sobbed. “Oh y/n I could never hate you” Wanda said as she tightened her grip around you and Natasha “I know how much you love your mom and I know how much she loves you” the witch continued “why don’t you come sleep with us, I’m sure moms bed can fit three” you were so shocked by her suggestion and so was Natasha. Wanda gave your mom a small smile and Nat felt like the luckiest woman alive. “Are you sure?” You asked with shaky breaths “I don’t wanna stop you to being together, I can be brave” you whispered “oh I know you can, you’re always so brave. And I promise you will never be in the way, your mom and I love you so much” Wanda said “you-you love me?” You asked Wanda. Natasha was almost in tears watching this moment unfold, seeing a new side to Wanda that she loved so much “of course I do, you’re a part of my life now y/n” Wanda said as she placed a gentle kiss on your forehead “now why don’t we go and get snuggled up?” You nodded into the witches chest and let your mom carry you into her bedroom.

You, Natasha and Wanda all settled into your mom’s bed. It was a little bit of a squeeze but you were happily nuzzled in the middle of them. You made sure to shuffle down slightly to your mom and her girlfriend could at least be face to face, you knew how much she adored Wanda. The three of you soon fell asleep, all intertwined with each other. Wanda knew that she wanted this feeling to last forever. Natasha was overwhelmed by how much she loved you both. And you had the best sleep of your life.

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[whoreforred]

Intoxicated Confessions

Summary: Tony threw a party for Sam's birthday, but Natasha was out of town on a mission.

Warnings: None. Fluff :)

AN: This has been sitting for a while and kind of sorta is a part 2 for Needs. I can't help myself with the fwb trope. But this is a precursor to something more spicy if I ever get around to writing it

Tony threw parties like no one else. It became even more apparent when you became an Avenger. Sometimes it was every other week that the lounge would be decked out from floor to ceiling in extravagant decor, as if there was something to celebrate. Most of the time there wasn't. But living the lifestyle of an Avenger meant stress. Lots of stress. So hardly no one complained about the frequency of such vivacious events. It was nice to let loose. This week though, it was Sam's birthday.

You would show up to the parties typically later than your coworkers; giving them a chance to loosen up before you made your appearance. You always hated the awkward conversations that you found yourself in when everyone was still sober and finding who they wanted to go home with that night.

Lucky for you, you knew who you would be in bed with. You and Natasha found yourselves slipping out of the party early on more than one occasion - trading the loud atmosphere for one that was more intimate.

But tonight wasn't one of those nights. Of course, Natasha had to be given a last minute assignment earlier in the week. She shared in confidence her annoyance at the abrupt change of schedule.

"Why is it always me who suddenly has to get on a Quinjet to fly to the middle of nowhere? No one else can hack a damn computer?" She gruffed as she moved around her room to pack her mission bag.

"No one else is as good as you, Nat" you replied with a small smile, attempting to change the tone of the conversation.

Natasha didn't reply right away as she stuffed her duffel bag tightly and zipped it shut. She turned towards you and said, "You know I was actually looking forward to the party. It's Sam's first birthday with us." She turned back towards her bag making sure it was closed all the way. She began again, "Plus I like watching you drunkenly pretend you're not staring at my ass." She let out a small giggle and looked over her shoulder at you. You smiled and felt your cheeks get warm.

"It's an easy mission, right? You might make it back in time."

"Maybe. We'll see."

So here you are. Perched on a bar stool stirring your drink around like it was a game. The ice clinked against the glass, over and over. The chance that Natasha would be here before the party ended dwindled. You were sure she was out there kicking ass, while you lazily sipped your vodka. You thought the situation was backwards. She should be the one relaxing, not you. Suddenly someone grabbed your shoulder.

"Hey Y/N, why don't you stop pouting and come hangout with the rest of us?" Wanda teased.

You raised an eyebrow and threw back the rest of your drink before saying, "I wasn't pouting, for your information." You began to stand up to follow Wanda.

"Whatever you say", she threw her hands up in mock surrender, "help me grab some drinks before we head over there."

You helped Wanda bring over the drinks to your friends who were sitting on various couches and chairs, each engaging in several conversations at once. The chatter stopped once they saw you holding the booze they requested.

Thor quickly grabbed two out of your hands and mumbled a thanks before relaxing back down. You offered Sam one and sat on an open chair to join the conversation.

Hours, and many drinks later, the night had come to an end.

Natasha slung her duffel bag over her shoulder as she approached the elevator. It was almost five in the morning and she couldn't wait to get in her bed. She pressed the button for the lobby and sighed as she let her body relax a little. She wondered how the party went and quickly pulled out her phone to check her text messages. Part of her was hoping to see a text from you, but instead she got one from Wanda from earlier in the night. A selfie with you to her side, sticking your tongue out, and Sam further back making a face at you.

Natasha smiled to herself then put her phone away. She stepped into the elevator and kicked herself for missing out. She would have to get the recap from you tomorrow. Surely you would be sleeping.

She walked down the hallway to her room but stilled briefly when she realized her door was slightly ajar with the lights on. She slowly creeped up and pushed the door open more, not sure what to find on the other side.

Her eyes quickly locked onto the figure sprawled out in all directions on her bed. You. And atop your head you were a sporting a party hat that belonged to Sam.

She dropped her bags and couldn't help the way her lips curled up into a smile. You had come to wait for her, but fell asleep in the process.

She walked over to rub your back and found your phone laid a few inches away from your hand. The screen was still on and upon further examination she realized it was open to your text messages, with one in the process of being written out.

'Miss ur face nat. Im drink. I mis yo'

The half written message made Natasha giggle a bit before pushing your body over to make room for herself. At that you began to stir, the party hat slowly dropping over your eyes. You pushed it out of the way and squinted to adjust to the light. Once your eyes caught glimpse of the red hair you immediately began to crawl to rest your head in her lap.

Natasha whispered a "hello" and you looked up at her, still clearly intoxicated, and mumbled something that sounded like "wanted to wait for you".

She took a second to study the way your hair fell around your face, then locked eyes with you again when she saw your mouth open to speak again.

"Can I stay in here?" You said slowly. She pulled you closer and replied "of course". You buried your head in her neck and began to feel the arms of sleep take over you again.

Natasha stroked your arm while fighting with herself internally. Natasha knew there was something more between you two than sex. And she had known it for awhile. But she agreed to keep things strictly sexual. There was no room for anything more complicated than that in your line of work. She had never been with anybody like that. How would it work? What if you didn't want to pursue something like that in the first place?

She turned off the lamp you had left on earlier and let her eyelids flutter shut. She needed to tell you how she really felt, soon.

#natalia romanova #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #marvel #natasha x you #natasha romanov #i need her biblically

[lives-in-midgard]

Hi! 🩵

I would love to make a request for your birthday celebration, with either Bucky or Steve, depending on which you think would fit better in this scenario.

Reader is an Avenger but can’t seem to find her place with them, and they constantly leave her out of missions and other activities like parties, dinners, you name it.

This goes on for a while and Bucky or Steve constantly try to include you, but after everything you don’t really feel welcome and decide to just not bother at that point.

They’re hurt by this and they see you’re pulling back more and more, until they decide to do something about it during a mission, or just in the Compound, whichever you prefer.

Reader is very thankful to Steve or Bucky and she the others give her a chance, and they finally see Reader is actually very nice and fun to hang out with.

I’ve had this idea for a while but I’m not really well versed into hurt/comfort fics, so I thought I’d give you my idea!

Thank you so much, and I can’t wait to see where you’re taking this 🩵

You Finally Belong

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You are a new Avenger and can't find your place with them until Bucky decides to do something about it.

Word Count: 1700

A/N: Thank you so much for sending that request! When I first read your request I immediately loved it. I really hope you like how this turned out!💖

Masterlist

The sun was going down and you were looking out of the window in your room at the Avengers compound. You saw people leaving and other people having conversations outside. The music from the Avengers party downstairs was so loud that you could hear it all the way into your room upstairs. You heard how the other Avengers were having fun downstairs. Tony shouted something and when you looked out of the window again you saw Bucky, Steve and Sam having a conversation. Suddenly Bucky looked up to your window. He probably couldn’t see you because you quickly hid yourself behind the curtain, but he knew that you were still awake. You decided to turn the light off and go to sleep even though you knew that you would not fall asleep. You tucked yourself in and tears started to run down your cheek. They didn’t even think of inviting you. When Tony mentioned the party, he didn’t even look at you. You wiped your tears away and tried to sleep a bit.

You joined the Avengers a little over a month ago and before joining them you were a SHIELD agent. Fury liked your work and suggested that you could join the Avengers if you feel up to it. Of course, you couldn’t say no to such a big offer. You only heard of them and never really had a chance to talk to them properly, so you were nervous to meet them. You knew Clint and Natasha a little bit because when you joined SHIELD, they were still there but then they left soon. You are a little shy when you meet new people, so it wasn’t easy for you when you first met them. They were all welcoming you when you moved in, but you still didn’t really feel like you belong there.

On some nights they watch movies together without inviting you. At first you didn’t want to join because you wanted to be alone but now you would really like to join them and get to know them better. At breakfast or dinners, they don’t really talk much to you only some small talk. You always listened to their conversations and tried to fit in, but you don’t know how. It feels like they don’t want you to be a part of them. You haven’t been on many missions with them yet, only on one short one with Steve, Bucky and Natasha.

When you walked into the kitchen in the morning after the party everyone was sitting by the table and eating breakfast.

“Morning y/n.” Bucky noticed you and gave you a smile.

“Morning Bucky.” The other greeted you too and you made yourself a cup of coffee and sat next to Wanda and opposite from Bucky and Steve. You ate your breakfast and listened to their conversation like always when suddenly Bucky tried to start a conversation with you.

“How was your evening yesterday?” Bucky asked with a smile and suddenly everyone looked at you.

“Oh, umm it was good I started to read a new book.” You lied because you didn’t know what to say. Bucky nodded.

“That’s great, what book are you reading?” Bucky asked and you told him about the book you just finished reading. After breakfast you wanted to go back into your room when Steve suddenly stopped you.

“Hey, I thought if you would like to go for a morning run with me and Sam tomorrow?” You were surprised by the question but weren’t sure if you should join them. Of course, it would be nice, but you don’t want to bother them.

“I don’t think so, running is not really my thing.” You lied to him, because actually you like to run.

“Oh, that’s okay, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Steve nervously said and looked over to Bucky. You turned around and went back to your room. Later that day you heard a knock on your door. When you opened it, Bucky was standing in front of you.

“Hey, would you like to join our movie night later?” Bucky asked and you again said that you rather stay in your room. Bucky was being sweet and said that it’s okay, but he was also being sad that you didn’t want to join them.

A few days passed since the party, and you mostly were in your room or did some training alone. You were currently on your way to the meeting room. You opened the door and saw that a few Avengers were already sitting there.

“Hey y/n you can sit here.” Bucky said when he noticed you. When you walked over to the empty seat next to Bucky you greeted the others that were there. After a while Tony, Natasha and some other Avengers joined the meeting room. Fury came in and told everyone about the next mission.

“I think it would be the best if Bucky and Steve go on this mission.” Tony suggested and Furry nodded. Suddenly Bucky clears his throat, and everyone looked at him.

“I would like to take y/n with me on this mission.” You looked over to him and Bucky gave you a smile.

“Yeah, why not.” Fury said and the meeting went on. You couldn’t believe Bucky wants you on that mission. After the meeting the others left but before Steve could go you called his name.

“I hope it’s okay for you if I go on this mission.”

“Of course, it is. I’m actually a little bit glad that I don’t have to go and that I have a little time to rest.”

“You and Bucky will definitely success the mission don’t worry.” Steve continued because he probably noticed that you got a little nervous.

“Thank you, Steve.”

Before going back to your room, you knocked on Bucky’s door. He opened it and when he saw you, he immediately smiled.

“Hey, doll. Everything okay?” When he used the pet name you began to blush.

“Yeah, I just wanted to ask if we could maybe train a little before we have to go on the mission later.”

“Sure, we can but you don’t have to be nervous trust me, it will be okay.” Bucky said and you believed him. After you both trained for a while, you went back to your room to make yourself ready for the mission.

Bucky and Steve were both right. You and Bucky succeeded the mission, and everything went well. Because it was late at night you both decided to stay at a small hotel there. You and Bucky had to share a room because there was only one that was free. After you settled down and sat down on the bed it was a little quiet between the two of you. Until Bucky broke the silence.

“Can I have your opinion on something?”

“Sure, you can.”

“I have this little notebook where I write down films, books or music that are important or a must see and I thought maybe you could help me with that. Look over it and tell me if there is something missing.” Bucky got a little nervous when he asked you that.

“Of course, I can help you. Do you have the notebook here?”

“Yeah, I have.” He said and pulled a little notebook out of his back pocket. You stood up from your place on the bed and walked to the side where he was sitting and sat next to him. Bucky smiled at you and held the book page to you. When you reached for the book, your fingers touched his and you began to blush. You read the page and a smile escaped you on a few of them. You talked for a while about movies and then told Bucky that your favorite movie was missing.

“We could watch it together.” Bucky said and you agreed that you would like that.

The night went on and you stayed awake really long because you talked about everything. He wanted to know about your favorite music, books and so much more. Then you asked Bucky what he likes or what he liked back in the 40s. You had such a great time there with Bucky and almost forgot how you felt in the compound.

“Thank you so much for taking me on this mission with you and for being so kind to me. It really means so much to me.” You said after a while.

“You’re welcome, doll. I know you are a great assassin; I saw you training and on that last mission you were also really good.”

“And of course, I’m kind to you. You’re such a good person.” Bucky continued.

“Are you sure the others think that too?”

“Definitely. I know they are a little distant right now but its only because they just down know how to show it. It’s difficult for them to have someone new around. When I was new at the compound, well I had Steve, but the others needed some time to open up to me. Or ask Wanda, she would probably tell you the same. They just need their time.”

This mission changed so much not only between the two of you but also between you and the other Avengers. When you came back to the compound, they all greeted you and Tony decided to throw a party the next day because of the succeeded mission. At night there was also a movie night at the compound, and you joined them. You sat next to Bucky and after the movie you started to have a conversation. After a while Wanda joined you and then also Steve. You had such a great time with all of them.

After a few days you didn’t feel so lonely anymore. You were included on more missions. From now on you went on morning runs with Sam and Steve, were invited to parties, went shopping with Wanda, and had movie nights with them. Sometimes you even had your own little movie nights with Bucky alone and talked for hours with him. You finally felt like you fit in and like you belong there.

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@marvelogic | @angiestopit | @buckys-wintersoldier | @nicoline1998enilocin | @kandis-mom |

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[box-milk]

Let me

Pairing 》CEO!wanda x reader

Genre 》fluff

Warnings 》age gap (Wanda is 36 and reader is 26),grammatical errors and not proof read.

"Put that back. I don't need it".

Wanda huffs lightly before handing the diamond necklace back to the store attendant. The both of you were in a jewelry store to uplift Natasha's engagement ring while she was setting up back at the venue for her proposal to her girlfriend.

Since you've been here, wanda has offered to purchase multiple kinds of jewels for you, and all of them you had said no too, causing the older woman to pout, something you wouldn't expect from the owner of a multi million dollar company.

Wanda finally just stands still pout still on her face and her arms folded as you both waited for the attendant to bring the ring up front. You turned the face the woman and smiled softly at the pout on her face.

Moving towards her, you unfolded her arms and put them around you while looking up at her since she was a bit taller in the heels she was wearing.

"What's the matter, my love?" You asked, then pressed a light peck on her nose, which she scrunched up then huff.

"You won't let me buy you anything." She says whine bubbling at her throat, and you almost want to laugh because this is the woman most people found intimidating and here she stood whining cause you wouldn't let her buy you a gift.

"I don't need any jewelry, my love," you say, causing her to scoff lightly and pout even more. You gave her a sweet kiss, and a soft smile graced her lips.

"I don't need anything jewelry from when you, my darling, have the most precious gems in your eyes." You say as your hand gently caressed her cheek, and the blush is evident on her face before she clears her throat and her face returned to hee usual stoney expression.

Turning, you notice that the shop attendant is back with a little gift bag containing a square velvet box, which she hands over in your direction. Wanda gently takes it from her grasp, thanking her.

You looked at your watch, noticing you still had a little time to spare before heading back to the proposal venue, so you grabbed Wanda's hand and pulled her out of the store.

Wanda walked silently behind you as you window shop, knowing that she could easily buy you most of the stores on the block without putting a dent in her bank account but once again you refused anything she offered to buy when she did break her silence.

Not being one to back down though, the older woman made mental notes of everything that caught your eyes and decided she would get them another time without your permission, and she smiled slightly at her 'master plan'.

While wanda was deep in her thoughts, you came across a cute little cafe that you wanted to go to since you were a little hungry from the short adventure so you arm your girlfriend's arm and dragged her along once again.

The businesswoman comes back to herself and notices the change in environment, and raises an eyebrow in questioning.

"What? I'm hungry. " You shrug before turning to the awaiting batista to place both of your orders since you know Wanda's preference by heart while the said woman stood with her card at ready. However, you beat her to the punch and swiped your card paying for everything.

You turned, finding a seat and sitting to avoid laughing at the look of shock on your girlfriend's face. She joins you, sitting in a huff and a visible pout on her face while she stares out the cafe window.

A small smile graces your lips as you admire her before noticing that something must be bothering her, so you grab her hand, gently trying to get her eyes to meet yours,but they remain looking out the window.

"What's the matter, my love?"

"You didn't let me"

"Let you do what." You reply, completely confused, and wanda sighs bringing one of her hands from your grasp to rest under her chin to rest the weight of her hand on it.

"You didn't let me pay for our food"

You can tell instantly that this is deeper than her paying for things by the way her eyebrows creases something she does when anything is really bothering her.

"Is it so bad that I wanted to treat you?". You asked with a raised eyebrow, and she mumbled incoherently under her breath, causing you to look at her in amusement at the all-powerful businesswoman refused to the level of a pouting child .

"I guess not, but I like buying you things"

"I know you do, but you do so all the times we go out surely me paying once is not that big of a deal?"

She remained silent and kept her glaze out the window, and you shifted slightly, looking at the woman in front of you, questioning what this was really about. You had a job which paycheck obviously didn't match Wanda's, but she couldn't think that a coffee and scone would put you in debt, right? Today had been one of the days that you could count on one hand that you paid for something for the both of you since you've been dating.

"Wands what's this really about?"

"I guess I'm not used to it." she sighs, gaze determined to stay focused outside. Your brows furrowed in confusion, but you stayed silent waiting for her to explain at her pace.

"It's just you take care of me and our home while still having a job and I feel like I'm not returning the favor". She says sadly and your heart breaks a little.

"My love you do more than enough and yes I do appreciate everything you buy me but it's not a necessity to prove your love to me".

"To everyone I've dated before it was" she says sadly now looking in your direction but not making eye contact.

"You'll never have to buy my love, I noticed your green eyes that turn slightly gray when your sad, the way your nose scrunched when your excited, disgusted or bashful , way you hum when you concentrate and the way you hold me among other things before I noticed your money"

"Really?"

"Yes and while I'm extremely proud of how hard you have worked to get to where you are I would still feel the same even if you didn't have all that you do"

At this point the woman in front of you is tearing up so you use your thumb to catch them before they fall resulting in her kissing your palm.

"Besides maybe I'll let you buy me a tesla" you smirk behind the coffee cup a kind waitress left at your table and you swear you've never seen wanda light up as quickly as she did and with reason as you never requested anything of luxury.

"Really?!"

"Absolutely not" you smirk watching her pout return and her slowly putting her phone with the site already up along with her card.

"Damn it"

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[olsenmyolsen]

You're Not Alone

master list

dark master list

Post Age of Ultron (WandaNat)

Summary: Wanda discovers a secret about The Black Widow after a mission.

Word Count: 4.5K

Content: Talks of Hydra, The Red Room, Feelings, Tramua and flashbacks.

Wanda was still learning a lot since moving to America and becoming an Avenger.

Much to the dismay of Clint Barton, she discovered how much more trashy American reality TV is compared to other countries. Choosing to watch two toxic people argue while shitfacrd was a late-night pleasure for Wanda.

She also found her niche of new sitcoms to enjoy. Ones like The Office and Parks and Rec. She tried Always Sunny, but Wanda COULD NOT get into it. That disappointed Maria Hill, who liked that one. But not as much as How I Met Your Mother.

Regardless, Malcom in the Middle was a new favorite for Wanda Maximoff.

She also found new oddities about her teammates. Like Sams love of naming his little gadgets. Steve's late-night ballroom dancing practices. Vision curiosity over his humanoid teeth and Thor's love of all things Pop-Tarts and sugary sweets before heading off-world.

Lastly, Wanda most recently discovered something about Natasha Romanoff that almost no one knew.

Natasha Romanoff had a tattoo.

Wanda couldn't believe it when she saw it. But then again, Wanda was never supposed to see it. She only happened to see it because a mission went wonky...

Since joining the team, Wanda had one goal in mind aside from the obvious for the greater good hero crap. Wanda wanted to eliminate Hydra and their bases.

Joining Hydra was a mistake. It gave her, her powers but at the cost of her young adult years. At the expense of her sanity. She lost herself and then her brother.

Now, she was slowly discovering who Wanda was. Who Wanda Maximoff wanted to be. One of the first things on that list was to take down Hydra.

So that's what led Steve, Sam, Wanda, and Natasha in route to the snowy mountains of France. It wasn't the first mission Wanda was cleared to go on. But it was the first time she was on with Natasha Romanoff.

The Black Widow.

To say Natasha intimidated the Sokovain would be an understatement. Wanda was frightened of Natasha. Even if Wanda could clearly use her powers to her advantage, she didn't want to do that anymore.

At least not to her teammates and friends.

Besides, the pair had barely spoken since the fall of Wanda's home country, but yet Natasha's red jacket still hung in Wanda's closet.

They shared the same floor and went to movie nights at the same time, but aside from a look over and a tight-lipped smile. Natasha never gave Wanda anything more.

Not even when Wanda gave everyone on the team a handwritten apology for her actions in the rise and fall of Ultron.

She never received anything back from Natasha.

And yet.

Natasha chose to sit next to Wanda on the flight to France.

Wanda smiled as the redhead looked over the younger woman. Wanda did the same as her eyes traveled over Natasha's face. She couldn't deny how beautiful the Widow was. Her green eyes and striking features were hard to look away from. But that's what benefitted Natasha when she was in the Red Room. Use any and everything to your advantage.

Natasha wasn't doing that now.

She was just being herself. She wanted to talk to Wanda.

So when she saw Wanda's eyes leave her lips and get visibly nervous, Natasha decided to speak up.

"Hi." She started. Simple enough.

"Hi." Wanda softly spoke back.

Natasha took a second before speaking.

"I want you to know that I know this isn't your first mission. But it's your first one with me since..." Wanda nodded as Natasha steadied herself. "I just want you to know that you can count on me to have your back." Wanda smiled at that. "I know you'll have mine." Natasha ended that with a reassuring nod and a look away before looking back when the witch spoke up.

"Thank you, Natasha."

"Of course."

With that, Natasha cleared her throat and started looking at her widow bites. Double-checking them. Even though they had been thoroughly looked over by the Widow herself before the team even left the compound.

Wanda didn't know what to say anyways. Everything that had just happened was shocking to her.

The most shocking part might have been when Natasha didn't leave when she got done with her gadgets; instead, she remained sat in her seat next to Wanda.

Wanda racked her brain, thinking of anything else to say, but nothing came out when she opened her mouth.

But finally, when she was about push the words "have you ever seen the Dick Van Dyke show?" through her lips, Steve called the team up to go over the mission one last time.

The mission? Infiltrate the located Hydra Base. Save prisoners, if any. Capture the goons inside and try not to kill anyone. However, if it comes to it, do what you have to.

Steve made a better speech, but you get the jist.

When the wheels touched down, the group decided to split off. Through the coms, Wanda could hear Steve and Sam finding guys left and right. But that wasn't the case for her and Natasha.

Their side of the base was empty. Cells and rooms had been cleared out, long left abandoned. Dust and dirt had gathered. Flashbacks came to the front of Wanda's mind, but she pushed down the screaming and the trauma that came with it just in time for Natasha's thoughts to be loud.

Begging for Wanda to read them.

The Black Widow tried to focus on the mission, but for the last couple of months, Natasha had been silently struggling.

After mouthing off to Capitol Hill, Natasha came to Avengers Tower under Fury's orders. She stayed and made herself useful to the cause at hand, however, before and in between Ultron happening. Natasha had thought she found solace in someone after her and Maria split. But even after Natasha begged for them to go with her. It wouldn't work.

Nothing Natasha did worked.

So when a little witch made Natasha relive her nightmares, it didn't anger Natasha. It made her feel weak and small, like she deserved it.

So all this time when, Wanda felt like Natasha wasn't making an effort or ignoring her. Wanda technically wasn't wrong. It, however, wasn't because Natasha hated Wanda she was just dealing with her own shit.

"Natasha?" Wanda whispered when she noticed that the Widow wasn't walking next to her anymore. Instead, she was severely feet back looking into a cell.

Wanda walked back and saw what Natasha was staring at. A stuffed pink bear laid face down in the middle room. Covered in dirt and dried blood.

Wanda didn't say anything. She and Natasha had lived something similar. She just forced her eyes to pull away from the bear and look at Natasha, rubbing the left side of her ribs with her right hand, mumbling something to herself before remembering where she was, and what she was supposed to be doing. She cleared her throat and looked at Wanda.

"We should get moving."

Again, Natasha's thoughts were begging to be viewed, but Wanda ignored them and followed Natasha.

"Did you find it yet?" Sams voice came over coms. "We're almost at the drives now. If there's no one to save or take, prepare to evac in five." Natasha said as she and Wanda stopped before a room storing this base's secrets.

Wanda lit up the room with her magic before deeming it safe for Natasha to flick the switch on. "Is that new?" She asked when Wanda lowered her hands. "Steve, Vision, and I have been trying to come up with inventive ways to use my powers."

Natasha nodded as she put the thumb drive into the computer in the corner of the room.

"That's right," Natasha said. "I can see you lifting him from my window." That surprised Wanda. She had no idea Natasha had been watching them after team training ended. "You're doing good." Natasha offered a genuine smile to the Sokovian, who tried her best to hide the red on her cheeks.

Natasha noticed but didn't comment on it.

Instead, she turned to look at the files loading up on the monitor. Folders and folders full of information on this Hydra bases dealings.

What test they ran. Who they tested it on. What bodies were traded for and to whom.

It was all horrible.

Natasha's eyes watched each document and picture flick by her. The progress bar at the bottom of the screen was getting closer and closer to 100% when a picture of a young blonde girl flew by.

Natasha leaned forward.

No.. It couldn't be..

Wanda saw how Natasha's whole body language changed. She saw how her green eyes changed from focused to scared. Before Wanda could comment on it. A loud bang was heard from outside the door down the hall.

Instantly, Natasha rose to her feet, gun drawn. She looked over at Wanda with raised hands. Ready to fight. Natasha nodded to Wanda and then back to the computer and whispered. "Stay here. Make sure it gets to 100% and then take it with you to the quinjet. I'll be there."

Wanda felt like she should stop Natasha. Or that they should go together, but the words never left her mouth as Natasha rounded the doorframe, disappearing from sight.

As Wanda waited, Natasha quietly stalked her way to where the noise had came from. Her breathing was slow and calculated as she kept her gun in front of her. She listened for any voices or footsteps that might give away whoever was around. But no noise was made.

Natasha turned around and was about to head back when a woman wearing a grey Hydra outfit emerged from the shadows with a gun in their hand—firing two rounds at Natasha before they took off running.

Natasha used her quick reflexes to get up onto her feet and immediately started chasing after the person who just shot at her. "I got one running west," Natasha yelled in the coms. "Heading your way, Wanda."

Wanda's head shot up at learning that piece of information, and stood up from the computer to rush out the doorway. Without thinking about Wanda used her magic to stop the Hydra agent. Immobilizing their body, sending them crashing to the floor. The gun sliding away from their hand.

Natasha stopped next to the fallen body and bent down to turn the woman's body over. Natasha saw how the woman's eyes were red. Wanda had her under. "She's scared," Wanda spoke up for the woman.

That's why she ran. Natasha thought as she looked over the woman's blonde hair and at the features on that dawned her face.

Memories came to the front of her mind as her fingers itched to touch the side of her ribs again.

Natasha shook them away and swallowed before standing back up with a groan. The sharp pain rushed through her body as the adrenaline started coming down. Natasha winced and placed her hand on her side where the pain was coming from.

"You're bleeding."

Natasha looked into Wanda's concerned green eyes and didn't move as Wanda stepped closer to her. Walking right over the now incapacitated Hydra goon. Natasha wanted to take a step back away from Wanda but froze when Wanda's soft hands placed themselves on Natasha's body. Her hands gripped Natasha's hips as she bent down to take a closer look at the wound.

"It looks like the bullet just grazed you. Did you not feel it?" Wanda looked up at Natasha, who just shrugged. "I didn't even realize."

Wanda accepted the answer because she could start to see that pushing Natasha would push her away. So, instead, Wanda nodded to herself and raised her hand to Natasha's wound.

"I've been working on something.. Do you trust me?" Wanda asked the one person whom most people could never see Natasha trusting. "Yes," Natasha said without hesitation. Wanda hid a blush at that before continuing.

She raised her hand higher and brought it closer to Natasha's bleeding side. "It won't hurt."

Natasha watched as red wisps extended themselves from Wanda's hand and landed on the marking of the bullet. Before her eyes, Natasha watched as Wanda started patching the wound as if she were stitching her body. "Oh my.. Wanda..." Natasha couldn't believe it, and yet her wound was now sown shut with a red glow around it.

Wanda looked at what she did and smiled. She was proud of herself. So when she looked up, and saw Natasha smiling back down. Wanda smiled brighter. "That's amazing," Natasha said as Wanda stood up. Her hands were still on the Widow's body. "Thank you!" Natasha looked at Wanda with newfound respect and admiration.

And before she knew it, Natasha's eyes traveled from Wanda's green eyes to her pink lips. She started scanning every inch of the Sokovain's face in a new way.

Wanda wasn't sure if what she was seeing was actually happening, so it was best not to comment on it. However, she did notice that slight fall from Natasha's lips when Wanda removed her hands from her.

"When we get back, you'll have to get it checked out. My magic won't hold it forever... At least not that I know of." Wanda chuckled at that last part, making Natasha crack a laugh for the first time in a long time.

The nice eye-darting moment between the two had to come to an end when the prisoner groaned from the floor. They were still unconscious, thanks to Wanda. But needing to be moved.

"I'll check the hard drive if you want to..." Natasha didn't need to say anymore as Wanda effortlessly lifted the prisoner with her powers. Natasha smiled at the easy use of her powers and subconsciously rubbed the side of her ribs above the area where she had been shot once again—an action Wanda had picked up on.

Perhaps it was a nervous habit of Natasha's?

Maybe a tic?

Wanda didn't know, but when she saw Natasha do it again, she sat back down in the chair in front of the monitor. The screen sitting on an image of an experiment being ran on a young kid.

The progress bar below sitting at 100%.

Wanda watched as Natasha's body tensed, followed by her thoughts becoming louder and louder.

_

The flight went by quicker than Wanda thought it would.

She wanted to sit and talk with Natasha but couldn't when Natasha landed herself in the pilot seat. Wanda was sure she wouldn't have been if the Widow told the team about her getting shot, but Natasha didn't.

Instead, when Wanda and Natasha arrived with the unconscious Hydra goon, Steve and Sam had no idea that Natasha was in a fight. Something about the coms failing right after the download started. Steve asked Natasha if she was fine, and Wanda watched her teammate lie and put on a brave face.

So Natasha flew the team back.

When they landed, Sam went to start a report on the mission while Wanda went with Steve to take the prisoner to holding. Natasha went to the medical unit to get her wound looked over.

At least, that's what Wanda thought.

To no surprise but Wandas, Natasha headed straight to her room. She locked the door and went to her bathroom. She opened a cabinet and pulled out her own med kit. She rested it on the counter as her nerves began to calm down. The pain worked its way through her soft and battered body as her suit was slowly peeled off, hitting the floor.

There, Natasha stood in her private bathroom, scanning over her semi-naked body. What's been done to it by others. What's been done is by her own hands. Scars and wounds healed but still leave a mark.

She brings her fingers up over her newest wound and lets the bit of undried blood drip onto her middle finger before she rubs it into her skin.

The red staining her.

Natasha brings her face up from her fingers to look back at the mirror. Natasha realizes just how close the bullet was. Had it been appropriately aimed and higher, it would've gone right through the middle of Natasha's first and only tattoo.

On the side of Natasha's ribs were two incredibly detailed fireflies. One was slightly bigger than the other.

"Look, forest stars!"

"Yeah! You know what? Those are actually part of the Lampyridae family. And the glow that you see, that comes from a chemical reaction called... bioluminescence... Come on time for dinner!"

"I want Mac and Cheese."

"Natasha..?"

Natasha, startled, jumped back and away from the shut bathroom door. Covering herself before, she immediately closed her eyes and got upset at her actions once she realized it was Wanda on the other side.

Had she not heard the witch enter her room?

"I was calling your name over and over, but you didn't hear me." The witch answered. "I came to check on you. I went to the medical wing and... and you never made it. So I knocked on your door before letting... myself.. in..." Wanda tried to laugh to cover the light criminal work she had done. Even then, she opened and closed her mouth, but before Natasha could do anything, Wanda asked: "Are you okay? Do you need help?"

Natasha stood with her bodysuit held in her right hand. A part of her was yelling at her to put it on and send Wanda away. Fix yourself up alone and get back to training. But there was the other half. The one who was exhausted and hurt. The one who needed help.

That voice won out.

"Wa-Wanda..." Natasha's voice was cracked before she cleared it. "Yes?" Wanda answered with a voice of surprise and concern. But then Natasha didn't speak. Instead, there was a click of the door as Natasha removed her hand from the lock. "Come in.." She quietly called out to the Sokovian, who now wore a set of grey sweats, gingerly placed her hand on the knob before turning it slowly, opening the door.

"Natasha..." Wanda hitched her breath as her eyes became focused on the woman standing before her. Only wearing a black sports bra and black shorts. Riddled with scars and bruising. A bullet wound below a black and white marking that Natashas was hiding with her hand.

Wanda took her gaze off Natasha's body and found her eyes. Taking a step forward, Natasha didn't look away from the younger woman. She didn't move. She kept her grip on her suit and waited. "Natasha?" Wanda spoke.

"Hmm?"

Wanda looked away from the Widow and picked up the Avengers-level first-aid kit. "Take a seat.." She gestured over to the edge of the counter. Natasha looked at the spot before nodding.

Cautious, she dropped the suit from her grip but kept her hand covering the tattoo.

Wanda caught onto it and wasn't sure what Natasha could possibly be hiding; after all, SHEILDS secrets had been public knowledge for the last year and a half. But Wanda wasn't going to bug her about. Right now, she just wanted to care for her teammate and friend.

So, as Wanda got closer to Natasha, Natasha sat straight up and lifted her arm up to give Wanda enough space to work. Wanda sent the older woman a flat smile and bent down slightly before starting to clean the grazed area of the bullet.

Natasha did her best not to wince or show much emotion as Wanda cleaned her up and tossed the bloodied pieces of tissues to the side. Wanda knew Natasha wouldn't, but still, she was in such close proximity to THE BLACK WIDOW, and yet she could tell something was wrong. "Natasha?" Wanda finally said when she went to stitch her up without using her powers.

"Yes?" Natasha brought her eyes to Wanda as her loud thoughts of a young blonde child slowed. "Are you okay?" Wanda asked the question that had been begging to be asked.

Natasha wasn't sure what it was, but she easily could've lied to Wanda. She could've nodded, put on a brave face, and shut down any remaining questions, but when the green eyes of the Sokovian looked up at her, she broke. She closed her eyes and squeezed them tight as tears threatened to spill.

Wanda quickly put down the medicinal supplies in her hand and placed her hands on the shoulders of the redhead before they moved down to Natasha's side. Her hand sitting inches above the still-covered tattoo. "Tas-Natasha?"

Natasha shook her head and used her one free hand to wipe at her face. A tear slipped past her mouth as she opened to speak. "I'm tired." She spoke through her rough throat. Wanda nodded. She knew. "So tired."

Wanda rubbed her hands up and down Natasha's side. It seemed like it was still a safe thing to do, considering Natasha hadn't stopped her, and they were both enjoying the touch of each other on their skin.

Wanda was going to let the silence linger. She didn't know what to say to help Natasha that the Widow didn't know, and she was focusing really hard not to read her thoughts. But luckily for Wanda, Natasha very quietly looked up and said: "I miss her."

Wanda saw the soft sadness in the eyes of her friend and felt hurt. She didn't like seeing Natasha like this. It didn't feel right, and someone this pretty should never be sad.

"Who?" Wanda asked, genuinely curious.

"Yelena. My sister."

Natasha saw the confused look on the witches face, but instead of elaborating, Natasha leaned closer to Wanda and lifted her hand off of her tattoo. "Here." She placed her hands on top of Wanda. Moving one just in front of her forehead and the other hand, she moved down the side of her body.

The feeling of their fingers resting on top of one another sent a warmth wave throughout each woman as Natasha finally placed Wanda's hand on the tattoo.

"I got this a year after my deflection to SHIELD."

Wanda rubbed her thumb over the larger firefly before tracing her fingers over the delicate linework. The action making Natasha smile. "Do you know where she is?" Wanda gingerly asked when she took her eyes off the piece of art.

"No."

"Do you wish you did?"

Natasha didn't waste another thought on a lie. She answered truthfully while looking into Wanda's eyes.

"Yes."

Wanda's eyes stayed on Natashas before dropping to her lips and back up. "Can.. I..?" Wanda asked, awaiting consent before earning a nod. With that, Wanda lowered her hand and began looking into Natasba's mind. Looking at what Natasha wanted her to see.

A young blonde child and a girl with dyed blue hair. The two are playing in a backyard near a swing set. The younger girl is laughing and having fun before she falls over.

"Yelena," Natasha repeated her name. "My sister." Wanda smiles at the memory and then raises her hand up and leaves Natasha's mind. "Before she was taken. She didn't know..." When she opens her eyes, Natasha is looking at her. "Thank you for showing me that." Wanda once again looks down at Natasha's watery smile—her lips.

Natasha nods and notices the look on Wanda's face. "Wanda.." Natasha starts as her hands move to Wanda's waist, tugging her closer to her sitting on the bathroom counter.

"We shouldn't..." Wanda already knows what the older woman is thinking, but Natasha wants this. She needs this. It's been a while since she's felt the care from someone else. The touch of another. She also has shared something with Wanda that no one else knows.

So, as she pulls Wanda closer, Wanda knows that they shouldn't, but she can't say no. The words fail to get past her throat. She wants to feel the lips of the other on her... So she leans into Natasha, and the moment between them is soft. Slow and careful. But the sparks fly.

Something happens.

Natasha's hand moves around to Wanda's lower back, pulling her closer, causing Wanda to fall more into her without a fight as their lips collide again and again.

A whimper makes Natasha smile as she bites and pulls the witches bottom lip between her teeth. "You sound so good for me," Natasha whispers, earning another moan. "Natasha..." Wanda tries to speak again but fails when Natasha's right hand begins pulling at Wanda's grey sweatpants. "Shhh.. It's okay.. I want this.." Natasha reassures Wanda to only earn a shake of the head. The younger woman is doing her best to tell Natasha that she's...

"Tasha.." Wanda moans when Natasha's hand brushes past her bare pussy. "Come on. Tell me you want this, Wanda..." Wanda gasps and moans when a finger touches her clit. "Tasha, please..." Natasha smirks and kisses the lips of the scarlet woman with passion.

"Please, what baby..." Wanda loves the kisses being planted by Natasha, but she has never done anything past this moment with someone. She's feeling lost, and the feeling of passion is morphing into nervousness. And she doesn't want to do this with Natasha when she knows and can feel the thoughts coming from Natasha.

Natasha is looking for an escape.

Wanda moans again in pleasure. "Please stop." She says, surprising Natasha. Immediately, Natasha pulls her hands out of Wanda's sweatpants, placing them on her sides taking her lips off of the Sokovian. Looking into her eyes with concern. "What- what's wrong?" Wanda bites her bottom lip before returning them to Natashas, still keeping her confused. "Wanda?" Natasha looks at her friend with soft eyes.

"I've never..." Wanda says, making Natasha feel guilty for pushing her. "Oh Wanda..." Natasha starts, but Wanda stops her again with a kiss, moving their bodies closer together. "Stop. I want to, but..." Wanda bites her lips again. "I don't want to be used." She takes a careful breath before saying: "You and I both know what that's like."

Natasha doesn't realize a tear has fallen from her face until Wanda drags a finger up her cheek. Wiping it away with tenderness. "I'm so-" "Don't." Wanda cups Natasha's chin. "It's okay." Natasha wants to yell at her that it's not, but all she does is collapse as Wanda runs her hand over the tattoo of a distant memory.

Wanda doesn't speak about what almost happened between them. Instead, she leaves Natasha on the bathroom counter as she brings her some clothes to rest in later tonight. She finishes wrapping the wound around Natasha before leading her out to her bed.

Both women are tired but don't let go of one another hand. Wanda smiles when Natasha asks her to stay.

They don't talk about what is new between them. But the two feel closer as Wanda keeps her hand on the tattoo, and with permission, she is allowed to relive the happiest memories from Natasha's childhood. A majority of them involving Yelena. Natasha thanked her as she laid in the Sokovian's arms.

In return, Wanda made her remember that she's not alone.

dividers by @/benkeibear

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[mad-maximoff]

When We Met

Wanda Maximoff X G!P Reader 18+!!

Summary: You were invited but to a join a party at the new Avengers compound. You locked eyes with a certain Scarlet Witch

Warnings:(Female Reader has a pen!s) drunk sex, wlw, sloppy bj, unprotected sex, ejaculation

Word Count: 4.1 k

(I haven't written a fanfic with dicks in a LONG time! Almost 7 years lol! So I apologize if it isn't good.) :) &lt;3 Enjoy!

Part 2 is here

It was never in your nature to come to these sorts of things. Though, one never passes an invitation from Tony Stark. Or else you’d get pestered by him relentlessly. You couldn’t figure out what to wear, but it had to be something formal. Not wedding-worthy, but drunk picture worthy where you still look hot as you’re a complete drunk mess. You wore a brownish-grey suit, with a sheer lace button-up top underneath. You allowed your bare skin to catch the air cooling yourself. You paired the outfit with some layered gold necklaces to liven it up. With your enhanced abilities, you had some things bigger than other women. Though, when you were so ‘happily bestowed’ onto you, there were some minor cons to the reality stone touching your civilian skin. Yes, you became stronger than a common super-soldier, and fight the Hulk family and live to tell the tale. The con is the extra appendage you weren’t born with. It was huge, frankly, everything about you was huge but the thing that hung between your legs made you feel like a real freak. 

You shook the thought away, fluffing the silk pants away from your skin, overthinking the inseam of your pants hugging your unwanted “third leg” too tight. 

You were in the main entrance in the front of the Avengers compound finishing off your smoke. Everyone was like cattle herding into the main doors leading into the party. You weren’t too fond of crowds, thinking everyone was staring at you. Your face was feminine but your shoulders down looked like a man's body. You looked like Bucky Barnes with tits. Or that’s what you thought.

“Oh miss Y/n! Fuck finally! Some real people to hang out with!” Kate sat slumped over on the couch, already drunk even when the party had just begun. She wasn’t wearing anything special, just a pair of ripped jeans and her white long-sleeved she always wear saying “лайка”. 

you were kicking yourself in the ass for dressing up. Until you noticed everyone but Kate was wearing something formal.

Yelena stood behind the bar with Tony mixing drinks. Yelena scoffed handing you a beer. 

“Da, Y/n. I’m quite pleased you are here. Kate is a fucking lightweight when it comes to drinking.” Her back turned to nudge Tony as he cleaned glasses. You noticed she forgot to open your beer. You looked around making sure no one was watching as you intertwined your index and your middle finger around the cap lifting it lightly making a popping noise.  

“Y/n. Come now. You don’t have to feel embarrassed about your strength. Buck and I can do that easily.” Steve stood behind you clinking your beer to his. You both took a swig each before finally finishing the conversation. 

“Oh, I’m not ashamed, Steve. I just don’t want to freak anyone out when if I accidentally shatter the bottle. You can control your strength. Sometimes I can’t.” Your fingers clung around the shaft of the bottle. You broke out in a tiny sweat, feeling your chest burn from the inside out. 

"If it happens, it happens Y/n. Accidents happen. We all know you're trying your best." Steve's hand pressed gently on your shoulder, walking off in front of you to join Natasha. You shrugged quitely chuckling to yourself. You followed along standing in front of Kate trying to lift her face off the pillow. "Come one champ! Let's get you sitting straight up huh?" You tried not to move her forcefully, but strong enough to move her body straight up. 

"Come on Y/n! Let's get fucked up!" Kate leaped up to her feet head-butting your collarbone. "No, no. How about I get you some water and sit your ass back down." You grabbed her shoulders sitting her back on the couch. "No! Fuck that! Let's get white girl wasted!" You had to laugh at her state. You've seen her drunk but never this out of it. You had to think of a plan so she wouldn't get sick. You darted to the bar whisking two shot glasses and a bottle of water. You poured the water into the shot glasses, running back to Kate. "Okay, Katey-baby. You wanna drink? Fine here you go!" Kate's hand slurred trying to latch onto the shot glass, finally, however, she gripped the glass throwing the water back. You drank yours slowly making sure Kate didn't notice. "Hell yeah! That went down fine! Give me another!" You turned ripping the water label off and pouring more into her glass. You heard a laugh behind you. You cocked your head around noticing a brunette wearing a white ruffled bustier cami dress, with black heels. She wasn't laughing over someone else saying something, she was laughing at you. You raised an eyebrow towards her which made her grin. She glided across the floor to the couch you were planted on with Kate. 

"Hey there! You wanna little help with this one?" She reached over to Kate's ponytail tightening the elastic. "Help with what Wanda? I'm fantastic! Y/n L/n, this is the beautiful Wanda Maximoff!" Kate tilted her head up to stare at the beautiful brunette. Her lips raised ear to ear, her lips were glossy. "You're too cute Kate." She made her way around the couch sitting next to Kate. "Hi, Y/n. Nice to meet you. Are you having fun babysitting Kate?" 

"Likewise, not really, but I've never seen her this bad. Yelena got ahold of her before I did." You flexed your hand seeing all the veins pop, clenching your knuckles under the gold ring on your middle finger. You seemed nervous speaking to Wanda but it wasn't hard. She was beautiful, yes, and you loved being around beautiful women like her. You loved women but it was hard to explain to women why you have a real dick. 

She laughed again flashing a pair of red eyes instead of green. "Oh yes, Yelena can be very heavy-handed with the booze. How did you meet the gang? You seem like a normal girl, with a little secret." Little secret? What secret? Can she tell? Is there an imprint? You glanced down quickly to see the crotch area, looking back at her. "Secret? Me? Haha, never. I met with Steve when he was searching for Bucky. I touched the reality stone and fucked with my entire genetic makeup completely." You laughed awkwardly seeing Wanda knew you did in fact have something to hide. Yelena came out of nowhere as she stood in front of us waiting for us to finish our conversation. Wanda broke her red-eyed contact with you returning to green to see Yelena. "What you want Maximoff? You want another beer Y/n? I told Barton to collect Kate Bishop so you won't be taking care anymore." She scoffed nudging Kate, taking the shot glasses away. Kate was passed out quite snoring in the middle of the couch.

"I'll have champagne." 

"Yeah, I'll take another beer, Yelena." You fidgeted your watch flexing your bicep, looking around the room and seeing it fill up quickly. 

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Clint picked up Kate after a while of you and Wanda chatted. The party was intensely loud almost making it extremely hard to hear Wanda. The coffee table in front of you was surrounded by empty glasses and beer bottles. You both were getting drunk, the stone didn't affect you as the super-soldier serum did to Steve and Bucky. You can get drunk like a normal person. The only plus was you didn't get hungover. Wanda was warming up to you really quick. The spot where Kate sat was vacant with you and Wanda touching thigh to thigh. Her hand became accustomed to grazing your thigh ever so often. Her hand clenched, nails digging in lightly. It made you jump every time her hand went higher up your leg. 

"Funny. I touched the mind stone and it intensified my powers. My telekinesis, energy manipulation, and some form of neuroelectric interfacing, as Banner calls it. I just called it a burden." Wanda adjusted her body shifting her knees to touch your thigh. Her hand draped behind you against the back of the couch, as her other hand laid gently on your chest. You tried to stay calm feeling a warm sensation boil in the pit of your stomach. 

"Yeah it's a little crazy I guess, but at least you can hide your powers. I open a bottle the wrong way and it shatters. You get a lot of weird looks when your this big and still have boobs." You laughed sipping the last little bit of your final beer of the night. Wanda bit her lip softly staring you down. 

"I don't see that as a bad thing Y/n. You just haven't learnt how to manage your day-to-day with it. At least you weren't taken by HYDRA agents to be their main defence." Wanda hiccuped holding her free hand in front of her mouth. She reached in front of herself grabbed her glass, pulling it back. She looked down at the empty glass almost upset. "Uh oh, my drink's empty. I'm getting more. I'll get you another detka?" She arose softly adjusting her dress over her ass. You took a glance quickly trying not to seem noticeable. Her skin was perfect. Her ass was tight seemly not hugging anything underneath. Was she not wearing panties? You thought. Or a thong you didn't notice. You had to stop thinking like that though, you wouldn't want her to return and you were half mass. You'd be too ashamed. You're always uncomfortable with your little friend. You felt so disgusted by it that you never touched yourself. It's been months. You felt bent up but you didn't want to release. You felt wrong too. 

Wanda returned with a bottle of champagne and beer. You thought you were done for the night, but watching Wanda walk back to you made you reconsider. She gave you an exciting smile scrunching her nose tightly. You laughed at the sight of her feet fumbling about. All of these drinks must have gotten to her quickly when she started walking. The music was booming and Wanda knew the song. She mouthed the words swaying her hips to the beat. She stood in front of you shimming her chest. 

"I'd given up on romance, then I found you. Ain't it crazy what love can do?" She sang along to words cutting through the air. Her hips bucked rotating them in every direction. She popped the cork off the champagne bottle drinking the foam dripping from the opening. She slid herself onto your lap, continuing to girate feeling her pelvis on your belt. Fuck! You have to keep it together. 

Wanda chuckled pulling the bottle away from your lips and placing it beside you on the couch. "Haha! I love this song! Me and my..ex-husband...Vision. Went to a club in Norway and this exact song played!" Her thighs tightened around yours jumping up and down onto you as she danced around. Dammit, Wanda! Stop making it hard to keep yourself in control! You thought trying to think of something to not make you hard. 

"Oh yeah, Vision. I'm sorry about what happened to him. You two seemed to be a really cute pair." Your hands glided on her exposed thighs feeling her warmth heaten your hands. 

"We were. Right now though, I could be all yours Y/n." Wanda bent her head down connecting her forehead to yours. "Now drink your beer detka." Her hand held your beer pursing it to your lips tipping it up softly. Her center was rubbing against the mound in your pants. You felt it rise a bit trying to shift away from her. 

"You wouldn't want me, Wanda. You don't want me to break your bed into the next floor." You grabbed hold of your beer chugging it quickly knowing you'll need it. Wanda stopped moving around on you to grab her bottle, taking a huge drink. She huffed wiping away the extra liquid across her lips. "What if that's what I exactly want Y/n? To be thrown around like a little paper doll." She hummed finishing the rest of the contents in the bottle. You had to laugh again feeling in a daze. The liquor was working on you fast. "You know what my other talent is Y/n?" Her lips grazed your cheek hovering beside your ear. Her breath was hot and it spiked your senses. 

"Huh Wanda, what's that?" Your erection becoming more apparent. Your hand was grasped firmly around her thighs trying to hover her body from your crotch. 

"I can read minds," She moved her head crashing her plump lips onto yours. Her kiss was rough and sloppy. Mixing wine and beer wasn't the best idea but with her, it tasted like heaven. She let go of your lips. Tasting the cherry lipgloss painted on her blush lips. "And...I give good blowjobs too..so I've heard." Your expression must've said it all. It was shocking to hear Wanda speak in a way. Even though you only knew her a short time you'd imagine she'd never talk that way sober. You'd hope. 

"Well I hate to break it to you lovely, but I'm a girl. You can't give me a blow job." You whispered back trying to keep her still hovered over your crotch. As soon as those words spilled out of me, it made you grow harder. You prayed you didn't give up and drop her. Her eyes glowed red again, this time her hands turned colour too. Her hands made yours heavy, making it extremely difficult to keep her off your inseam. 

"That may be Miss Y/n. You are in fact a woman by birth. But the reality stone gave you something really, really special..." Your hands were being pushed down. The red mist latched onto your wrists pulling them down. You couldn't stop. With all of the strength you had, you finally met someone who can beat you. And she was winning. 

You didn't fully realize how erect you were until you felt Wanda sit fully on your lap. "Please Y/n. I know how much you hate your body right now, but please. Let me allow you to enjoy it at least. You need it. Your body is screaming at me to help." Her lips laid onto yours once more. It was deeper, meaningful, and passionate. "Let me help you cum detka..." Wanda whispered on your lips. Her mist came back unbuckling your belt, undoing the one button on your pants. You were so caught up you forgot where you two were. You are at a party full of people. Some may be watching. We weren't totally in the corner. The couch was near the entrance more than the middle of the dance floor. You had to make her stop in case she got even further.

"How about we go somewhere more private huh?" Your cheeks were burnt with either embarrassment or excitement from Wanda. Wanda looked down at you letting her teeth catch her bottom lip. "Good idea fetițăI. Let's go to my room." She leaped off your lap noticing a large lump below your zipper. 

You followed after Wanda trying not to draw any attention to yourself or your state. Everyone would stare if they saw a chick with a boner right now. In front of thousands of thousands of people. We both made it down a hallow hallway. Not a person in sight. All of the Avengers' bedrooms were at the end of this hallway. There were paintings and other things hung on the wall but because the compounds kept getting bombed or destroyed, they kept it very minimalist.

"I can't make it to my room. I need you now." Wanda was in front of you as she turned to face you. Her powers pushed you into the wall beside you. Your belt was still unbuckled and so were your pants unbuttoned. You couldn't move. You had motion in your wrists and hands but your elbows were glued to the wall. Wanda fell to her knees before you wasted no time unzipping your pants, making them fall to your ankles. "I haven't done this in so long, ever since I lost Vision. But, I exactly know what your girly-dick needs." Her shoulders dropped to either side letting her white straps fall off. You looked down at yourself feeling uncomfortable about how close she was to it. That pesky sore thumb sticking out of your white lace panties. Wanda's eyes flashed again looking up at you. "Don't be embarrassed drăguţă. You just stay still and try not to cum too early okay? It's okay if you do. So don't be ashamed if you do. I can tell you never play with yourself." Her fingertips were now cold. Tracing her fingers across the hem of your panties pulling them down to your pants. You saw your dick bust out of freedom moving by itself. It bounced all which ways it could. Wanda's grin glowed. "God are you ever twitchy!" Her hand was soft lifting your shaft straight up.

"I-I'm...sorry..." You spoke softly, you're fingers rubbed together becoming very nervous. 

"Don't be sorry miere. I love when cocks move by themselves. I can fix it easily." Her plump lips wrapped around your head breaking no eye contact. Her lips were warm and inviting. You felt every little sense ask her tongue twirling on your heads opening. Her head bobbed lower taking all of you in her mouth, your cock tingled up to your stomach. You've never been touched in months, even long after your life was shaken up. You felt like a bottle ready to pop open. You wanted to grab Wanda's head but your elbows were stuck to the wall. Your wrists flicked all ways around. You cracked your knuckles in between your middle fingers. Wanda's hands laid tightly on your thighs digging her nails in deeper. Her red mist shined again unlatching your elbows from the wall. Your hands ferociously sank into Wanda's scalp, pushing her behind the back of her head. Her sloppy noises turned into quiet gags as you felt her uvula at your tip. 

"Fuck Wanda...I'm gonna.." Your head rolled back as your sight became fuzzy. You felt like you were dripping out.

"Mhm..don't cum just yet detka, please." She gagged out dripping saliva all over her knees and dress. With Wanda saying just that, you had no sense of self-control. Wanda's tongue spun around your shaft as she repeatedly forced yourself into her mouth. You came instantly, you felt so ashamed. Wanda told you not and you did. Why can't you control yourself? Everything you do you are out of control, why can't you just control your dick? 

"I'm sorry Wanda.." You huffed. Your grip on her head loosened as the guilt washed over you. You couldn't look her in eye. Your head tilted up again looking at the fluorescent light buzzing around. You felt your eyes gloss over but you were trying your might not to shed a single tear. You quickly wiped away a tear ready to fall. Wanda's tongue flexed swallowing her cum-filled mouth. 

"I told Y/n, it's okay. You've never cum with your dick before. I understand." She arose pressing her body close against yours feeling both of your chests rubbing softly. "Now, how about we both figure out another place to it in huh?" Her hand lifted your limp cock in a stroking motion. 

"I can think of a couple of good places." You raised an eyebrow lifting her dress by your index finger. Her body was sweaty underneath her gown. Your hand traced up further feeling a tiny string around her hip. "Looks like you found a spot." Wanda's jaw sat on your shoulder, planting tiny kisses up your neck to your earlobe. "Go ahead, take my panties off." Her teeth clenched a part of your skin. Leaving a glossy kiss sticking spot behind your ear. Your hands hooked onto her biceps flipping her body against the wall. Your hand let go tracing down her body under her skirt. The tips of your nails latched onto the strings of her panties, ripping off her skin. Your hand excitedly stuck into Wanda's core immediately. She was wetter than you thought, your fingers just slipped in and out with ease. A small grunt blurted out of Wanda peering down at your hand. Your middle finger raised rubbing her pulsating clit. 

"Fuck are you ever wet Wand..." Your dick became hard again. Just feeling another woman again after a long time was enough to make your tip drool. Wanda's cheek stuck to the wall letting a hushed moan out. "I know...I just want you to fuck me so badly." Her ass swayed against your hips. Trying to stay up on her feet. You knew she had way too much to drink trying to lie against the wall. She wanted you. And did you too. You wanted to just take Wanda right then and there. Blow her up on that wall. Though, in her drunken state, you knew she couldn't hold onto her own. 

You flipped her back around facing you, she grinned having all of her hair flying in either direction. She laughed hysterically trying to stand in her heels. "Makeup you mind Y/n!" Her arms flung around your neck biting the bottom of her lip. 

"Oh, my mind is made up beautiful. Now, you open up." Your breath was shaky, trying to be assertive. Her leg wrapped around your hip, slowly opening herself for you. Your hard cock slid in with no friction. Her pussy was warm and inviting. Naturally, you supposed but man did it feel amazing. You never had sex with your cock. It almost felt ten times better than when you had a pussy of your own.

"Awe shit!! Y/n! Fuck!" Wanda's head rolled back on the wall as her hand clutched the nape of your neck. Her other leg is wrapped on either side of your hip. Your hands latched onto her legs hoisting her, slamming her down on your thick cock. Wanda's body jolted forcing out a moan into your ear. The force of your thrusting her down on you made the top of her dress let her boobs pop out. Her ass was soft on your legs as she bounced.

"Fuck Y/n! You're gonna make me cum fast!" She whined as she forced your head directly into her chest. Your hot breath was cool against the cold sweat between her breasts. You were trying so hard not cum, you had to stay focused not to cum inside Wanda. You had to plan to pull out when you felt it coming. "God Wanda! Don't say cum! Not now!" Your brows furrowed trying not to think about cumming. 

A red little light sparked behind Wanda's body. Wanda was using her powers. You couldn't tell why. You were too hard-headed trying to focus on other things. Wanda's chin was above your head clenching her teeth. "It's okay detka. Y-you can cum in me..." Her words were choppy thrusting on you. You felt her heartbeat, it was fast and comforting.

"No, no, no. Don't tell me that! Cause I will cum inside!" You groaned between your teeth, locking with Wanda's eyes. 

"That's what I want Y/n. I want you to cum in me. Please, please. Cum." Your focus was lost. All of your hard work was gone down the drain. You felt the urge rising rapidly. Just thinking about cumming in Wanda was enough to make you lose track. 

"Fuck you're making it hard for me not to.." You whispered thinking maybe that'll calm your urge. Even though it didn't. Wanda's walls clenched around your thick cock, making her thighs vibrate. 

"Do it! I'm cumming Y/n!! Cum with me!!" She screamed out flicking her crimson eyes. One final thrust did it. Both of you came at the same time. You felt an eruption flow out of you, going inside her. She was being filled by your warmth on top of already being so warm. Her body tightened around yours. 

"Fuck look what you made me do...I came in you, Wanda.." You sighed wiping tiny beads of sweat off your forehead. 

"Y/n. Don't worry. I wanted you to cum inside." She giggled standing back on her feet. "But you do realize what that means right? Do you have emergency protection or-.." You panicked realizing what you did. Could I get her pregnant? You thought. You assumed you shot blanks but yet. This was your first time. Wand interrupted your train of thought. 

"Honey don't worry. I have it all planned. You get to be the hero you want to be. And I get to have my family back." 

You sobered up once you heard Wanda's true intentions. She probably really liked you. But you heard what Stephen Strange said. Her kids weren't real. Now, they will be. 

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I have a request for Wanda x sister!reader

We are Wanda’s younger sister and we just got out of hydra and are trying to readjust to life at the compound but all we ever have know was living at hydra

Rescued

Y/N: 17 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV "I'm going in" Wanda announces through her earpiece, making her way inside another hydra base with the intention of finding her little sister.

It's been several years since Wanda saw her for the last time, but when she found out that her sister is alive and still with hydra, she didn't waste a single moment, took the team and went to save her little sister.

Walking further and further, lower and lower, Wanda comes across a room. Her heart nearly skips a beat, seeing it is a lab.

Wandering around, her heart stops. She spots a young girl laying there unconcious, some cuts on her face, probably from a fight, her familiar face bringing tears into the witch's eyes.

"Y/N/N, can you hear me? Please, wake up" Wanda says, her voice cracking as she's trying to wake up her little sister. "Please, Y/N/N, wake up" Wanda begs, tears running down her face when nothing works, but Y/N's heart is still beating.

"Guys, I have her, she's unconcious. She's still alive, we need to get her to Doctor Cho immediately. I'm taking her to the jet" Wanda announces through her earpiece, lifting her sister up bride style. "I'm not letting you die"

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Y/N sighs, stepping into the bathroom to take a shower. She only just returned from her morning run, even though everyone on the compound is still asleep.

It's been two days since the Avengers rescued her from hydra. Because Y/N's just as stubborn as her older sister and refused to go out to fight the Avengers and her sister, hydra punished her. Luckily Wanda found her just in time.

Fresh out of the shower, Y/N puts on some clothes Wanda gave her and heads to the kitchen for breakfast. No one is there yet, so she makes something quick for breakfast and quietly eats it.

"What are you doing here at 6 in the morning? Didn't Bruce and Doctor Cho tell you to rest?" Wanda rasps out. She had a bad feeling, so she went to check up on her sister only to find her room empty.

"I'm fine, Wanda. But why isn't anyone up yet?" Y/N asks, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

She's used to her routine, thinking everyone is following the same one like she was told. So the fact that no one's here or even awake really confuses her.

Confused is not the only word Y/N would use to describe her feelings. She's used to following orders and the fact that now there's no one telling her what to do makes her scared. She has no idea how the real world actually works.

"It's 6 in the morning, Y/N/N. You won't find here anyone that early. Well, Natasha and Steve sometimes go for a run, but it's still early" Wanda explains, walking over to her sister. "You don't have to wake up that early, honey. Now you get to decide what you want to do and when" She smiles softly, running her fingers through Y/N hair. "Well… once Cho says you're fine. So eat your breakfast and we're going back to bed. You need to rest"

"But-"

"No buts, Y/N. You were really badly hurt" Wanda raises an eyebrow, giving her sister a serious look.

"I wanted to go to the gym" Y/N sighs out on which Wanda gives her another serious look.

And just like Wanda said, she drags her sister back to bed once her breakfast is finished.

Y/N was just a little girl when her siblings joined hydra to get their revenge. She doesn't remember much from those times, but one thing she could never forget… her big sister's cuddles.

To make sure Y/N stays in bed and to keep an eye on her, Wanda lays down next to her sister, opening her arms and hoping Y/N will give her a cuddle. After all, they only just reunited after so many years…

Remembering how amazing cuddles her older sister gives, Y/N shyly moves closer to Wanda and cuddles up to her, making the older girl smile widely.

"You have your life in your own hands now, Y/N/N. You can do whatever you'd like whenever you'd like" Wanda assures her younger sister, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Is there anything you'd like to do? I mean… when you'll be completely fine"

"Hmm… I've always wanted to go shopping" Y/N mumbles out, making Wanda smile.

"Okay, we can start with that then. I can take you shopping. We can make it our day, hm?" Wanda suggests, receiving a nod and a smile from her sister. "I know everything seems scary now, but I'm always here for you and I will show you everything"

"Thank you, Wands. You're the best big sister I could ever wish for" Y/N mumbles out, bringing a wide smile to Wanda's face.

Y/N surely has a long way ahead of her, until she understands everything. But luckily for her, she has Wanda who is determined to show and explain to her little sister everything. There's nothing more Wanda would want for her little sister than to have a normal life… at least as normal as possible after everything Y/N's been through.

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AUGUST - DRABBLE #11

11. You and Wanda

Two months after you were shot, you’re finally assigned a new mission. It’s a small mission, danger almost nonexistent and you’re not going alone either. 

You heard about how Wanda rescued you from that Military Base and how she completely demolished the place just to get you out alive, and you’re infinitely grateful for that but to have her chaperone such a low risk mission like this one for you? It doesn’t exactly scream confidence. 

You don’t need a babysitter. She’s a higher rank level operative than you are in the Avengers Compound, so you can’t ditch her but you’re not exactly happy to know that she’d be joining you for this. 

Daisy isn’t happy you’re going at all and you have to leave your shared bedroom without a goodbye, and a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. It’s not like you can go against Fury and tell him your fiance thinks he’s wrong, which is why you should just stay at home. 

Rank exists for a reason. Yes, this team is important and somehow the people in it have become more than friends, but what you do is still a job. You’ll talk to Daisy when you return.

…

Natasha stays quiet as Wanda packs a small suitcase. Natasha limits  herself to walking beside her on the way to the garage, but still says nothing. Natasha smiles when she sees you, and even grabs your small suitcase and puts it in the trunk of the car that Wanda will be driving, but says nothing. 

You’re wearing jeans and a long green sleeve shirt, that Wanda remembers ripping off your body in your bedroom with almost morbid clarity---she looks away when Natasha approaches you again. 

“Daisy’s not coming?” Natasha asks as Wanda swallows with difficulty, perhaps even a little bitterly. 

“She’s worried it's too soon for me to go out there again.” You explain with a shrug, making Wanda want to run her hands on your shoulders and help ease the obvious tension that your fiance has put there. 

“It’s not.” Wanda chimes in, and you finally turn to look at her. 

She loves you, all consuming and insanity inducing, loves you. She wants you, the desire to reach out and touch you is almost unbearable, her body inches forward without her consent and she has to be strong, even though she doesn’t want to be. 

“You’re ready.” She tells you, unaware that her voice breaks and unknowingly fisting her hands  behind her back. 

“But you’re still joining me.” You comment gently, but she knows you better than you’ll ever know. You’re not happy she’s going with you, that much is clear but she’s not going as a babysitter, only she can’t tell you that. 

“Well, better be safe than sorry, right?” She says as she moves closer to Natasha and you roll your eyes, however affectionate. She loves the expression on your face, playful and always, always open for her. 

You still have a soft spot in your heart for her and she sees it, and at this point it feeds into her hope. 

…

There’s rust on the door of the hotel room you’ll be staying in, the detail makes you hesitate for some reason until Wanda nudges you to move forward. 

The mission is done before you know it. You’re barely done setting up your equipment to hack into the security cameras when the deal goes down. You have pictures, audio and video footage, and everything you need to finally send this Senator to jail for a few decades. 

You can be back at home by down, and Wanda panics. She doesn’t want this time with you to be so short, she’s barely had the chance to talk to you, and her chest already feels like it’s about to give in if she doesn’t just touch you. 

…

You wake up to the sound of birds chirping just outside the cottage, and the smell of fresh coffee brewing just a few feet away from the living room. 

It’s August 17th and you still have two more weeks with Wanda. Smiling, you try to move your legs but the delicious pain that spreads when you do, reminds you that she’s insatiable when it comes to you. 

The thought that she wants you just as much as you do is still a little hard for you to believe, but the aching in your body isn’t hard to ignore. 

“Hi baby.” Wanda smiles, as she joins you back in the little nest that she’s prepared for the two of you, and you welcome her with a soft kiss that she reciprocates in kind. 

“When did you get up?” You ask her as she lays more comfortably on top of you and you cup her face, looking into her eyes. 

“Just a few minutes ago.” She says as she kisses the palm of your hand, her eyes boring into yours with an intensity that you haven't seen before.

“Is everything okay?” You ask and she hums, nodding her head a little too quickly. 

“Of course!” She smiles, and you see the red swirling of her powers swimming in her irises before it dissipates, and you’re back looking into the beautiful hazel color that you love. 

“Wanna go again?” She asks you, deflating but the sound of her laughter fills the otherwise quiet cottage with her glorious sound and you smile too. 

She kisses you wantonly, her hands pushing away the blanket from your bodies completely and you laugh at her eagerness. 

You’re still naked while she’s wearing your long sleeve green shirt that looks ridiculously good on her.

“I’ve missed you so much.” She says as she kisses your neck, her hands squeezing your waist as if she never wants to let go. 

“Well then, next time don’t leave me sleeping alone.” You tell her with a laugh.

She looks up at you and the look in her eyes is too deep, it bores into you and it sends a shiver down your spine. The look in her eyes is crazed and it frightens you in a sense, but the look is quickly replaced with a teary smile that immediately tears down at your walls. 

You love her, you’ve loved her for a while and you probably always will. She’s everything you’ve ever wanted and wanting her has been enough, and it’ll have to be enough for the rest of your days after August is over. 

“I won’t.” She finally speaks, the look in her eyes softening and when she kisses you, you taste coffee on her lips and heartbreak on her tongue. 

She takes charge in a way that leaves bruises on your skin. Her hands roam your body like they’re familiarizing with it again, her mouth kisses and licks at everything you have to offer as if she were desert and you’re the source of water that she’s been desperately craving. 

She touches you with a desperation that is new to you, although the touch of her hands remind you that this is Wanda and you know her, you love her and you still have time. 

She doesn’t waste any time on foreplay, though she doesn’t need to, and slides her cold hand between your legs just as she claims your lips in a searing kiss that swallows the moans she incites in you. 

You feel her fingers slipping inside of you, stealing your breath away and uniting you and her in a sacred way that will forever live in your memory. 

She murmurs something in a language that you don’t understand as her fingers work magic inside of you. Panting and holding onto her arms you open your eyes to look at her, but you can’t speak---hell! you can barely breathe with what she’s doing to you. 

“I had you.” She says and she says it over and over again, even as you cum around her fingers and even as you shutter in her arms after.

Confused and body still tingling from the intensity of this particular orgasm, you immediately wrap her in your arms. 

She doesn’t say anything else, but she does hug you tight, so tight in fact that you want to tell her that you’re not going anywhere but you can’t bring yourself to break her peace for now. 

Because she seems peaceful as she hugs you, her eyes just looking at you and saying nothing at all---she seems at peace. 

“Wanting is not enough.” She tells you after long minutes of silence. She goes to the bathroom next, leaving you more confused than before. 

When you hear the shower running you get up too, maybe you could prepare lunch and think about what just happened. 

It’s a beautiful day, August is the perfect month for many reasons but the weather must be your favorite one. On your way to the kitchen you chance a look at the door and you see the rust around the edges, which wasn’t there before. 

…

When you return to the Compound, a week later, Natasha and Daisy are both waiting in the garage. Daisy practically jumps into your arms the moment you’re out of the car and Natasha watches the scene with a sinking feeling in her stomach.

You’re both promising to never fight again before a mission and Natasha smiles at you as your fiance drags you inside eagerly.  

When Wanda walks towards her, Natasha crosses her arms, out of instinct more than anything else. Their eyes meet and Natasha swallows with difficulty. 

“You can’t do this to her.” She tells her through gritted teeth but Wanda doesn’t back down like Natasha would have expected her to---before August. 

“Wanting is not enough, Natasha. It never will be.”

…

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff #august

[themidnightcrimson]

Present—w. maximoff

summary: in which wanda wants to give you your birthday present at your party.

warnings: top!wanda, fingering, cumstrap, slight voyeurism, lots of groping, wanda being horny and feral, tony stark is our father

this post is for 18+ only. minors: do not interact.

masterlist.

Your father was addicted to showcasing. His new iron suits, each time they were thoroughly assembled and polished, were showcased in glass cases throughout the mansion. Each time his AI helpers (more like nannies for adult men) learned a new skill that he precariously programmed into them, he would drag the whole team down just to watch. And when it was his daughter’s birthday, he had a mission to showcase you to everyone he knew.

Your living room was filled with people you had never even met before. Tony had friends from all over the world and in every subculture of science and technology and millionaires. He’d been introducing you to everyone ever since you were a toddler on his hip, but there were just too many to remember.

An array of “Look how much you’ve grown!” even though you’ve been able to legally vote for years and are a fully formed, fully functioning adult, goaded you to leave your father’s side and head towards the bar. It was like you were only known as Tony’s daughter and not as a valid and serious member on the Avenger team.

Your short black dress did nothing to exacerbate people’s childish views of you, and it certainly left nothing to the eye as you rest your elbows on the bar top, leaning over slightly at the waist and waiting for the bartender to finish making a drink for a few people down the row.

With your eyes incrementing across every bottle in the row of liquor displayed behind the bar, you didn’t see or hear someone come up behind you. In fact, before you could catch a head of red hair sneaking behind you in the mirror that walled the bar, you felt a hand embrace one cheek of your ass, an upper body pressing hard against you to keep you still so that the hand could squeeze your flesh bruisingly hard.

Gasping at the flash of heat that embroidered your skin with their touch, your preliminary worries of being faced with one of Tony’s weird old friends faded away simply from your body recognizing who that hand belonged to. You straightened, hearing a feminine voice hum into your ear, and that was when your eyes focused on the woman through the mirror.

“Wanda,” you whispered, shimmying your way out of her grip, though her hand was insistent to stay locked on your ass.

She gave you no room between her body and the bar as you carefully turned around, and in fact, she took a step closer, conclusively trapping you and giving you no space to breathe.

Your friendship with Wanda had spanned a number of years, ever since she joined the team, but the new spark between you was fresh and exhilarating. It was only a few weeks ago that she approached you rather aggressively, and between several makeout sessions and a few rendezvous of fucking, she seemed to be rather obsessed with you. Luckily, she was beautiful and persuasive, keeping you just as hooked as she was.

You gave her a reprimanding yet gentle slap on her shoulder, trying your hardest to ignore her deep red suit and an off-centered wrinkle in her pants. “You can’t just come up and grab my ass in front of everyone—an in front of my dad!”

“He’s clueless,” Wanda whispered, her deep pink lips crawling into a smirk as she nodded towards where Tony was standing across the room, not even having to look at him to check his head. He was, indeed, blabbering to some woman, most likely showcasing some feat of his to her. “And you…” Wanda continued, her thick eyelashes fanning downwards as her gaze followed in that direction. She grabbed your hips and swung you closer to her. “You shouldn’t be wearing that.”

Her green eyes met yours again with a sultry look that plucked whatever remark you had loaded right out of your mouth. Rolling your eyes coyly, you moved away from her hold.

“I’m starting to think you’re just a teenage boy hiding in a grown woman’s body,” you joked, finally getting the bartender’s attention and ordering a drink while Wanda sat down on the barstool near you, ordering herself one too.

“You don’t appreciate the extra attention on your special day?” she asked as you hesitantly sat next to her, originally considering sitting a seat away so that she couldn’t reach you with her grabby hands.

“It’s not a special day,” you huffed as you crossed your legs, pulling the end of your short dress down to cover your thighs, but you caught Wanda already looking.

“Sure it is,” she enthusiastically said as your drinks were set in front of you. “It’s the day the most beautiful girl in the world was born.” She tilted her head and smirked, but there was an aching twinkle in her eye that proved her words were more than true.

“Shut up,” you dismissed her as you took a sip, but it was only because your cheeks were tingeing pink.

“Hey,” she quipped, reaching forward and placing her hand dangerously north on your thigh. Her fingertips landed right under the fabric of your dress, and it took everything in Wanda’s will to not glide her hand straight upwards. “Really, I’m serious. It’s your birthday, and I want to celebrate it.”

“We are celebrating,” you lulled, gesturing to the room filled with people and balloons and music. “This is a celebration!”

Wanda rolled her eyes and scooched closer to you, tilting her head and seductively whispering, “I have a present for you.”

Her grip on your thigh tightened, and you watched her tongue playfully line her top row of teeth before her lips broke into a devilish smile—she had something planned. You could hardly start to guess what her plans were because she was letting her hand slip farther up. She let one of her fingers press down on your flesh, targeting a bruise under the thin fabric that reminded you of your night with her a few nights ago. The bruise was still there on your thigh, and Wanda knew exactly where it was, and she was trying to tell you in your mind that she wanted more.

Before the message could fully conceptualize, someone suddenly stepped between the two of you. Wanda gasped and snatched her hand away, nearly falling off the stool as your father seemed to appear out of nowhere.

“Dad—” you gasped, suddenly sitting up straight and feeling awkward tension fill all the space in your lungs.

“Ladies,” he greeted, leaning up on his toes and looking between the two of you with a firm smile. You looked at Wanda past Tony and saw the terrified look on her face as Tony’s stare landed on her. He looked her up and down for a moment before snappily remarking, “So Wanda, tell me more about that terrorist group you were in. I am just so interested—”

“Dad!” you exclaimed, and he looked back at you innocently. You widened your eyes to tell him to fuck off, seeing Wanda grow more and more uncomfortable and guilty by the second.

“What? No anti-freedom organization talk? You guys are such party poopers.” The sarcasm in his voice was evident as he snatched your drink out of your hand and took a drink from it, taking a few slow steps backwards, his eyes trained on Wanda. The speed with which he backed away was so slow that it was a good ten seconds before he was finally out of proximity, rhythmically whispering a quick, “Don’t grope my daughter in front of me if you know what’s good for you,” before turning and speedwalking away with your drink still in his hand.

You let out the breath you were holding as Wanda only chuckled, knowing that Tony did approve of her but was nonetheless a protective albeit invasive father.

“You were saying?” you sighed, feeling aggravated at Tony’s need to insert himself in every situation with Wanda. A week ago, he tried to implement a three-feet distance rule between the both of you at dinners and meetings.

“Well,” Wanda chuckled, recovering from the awkwardness that Tony brought. It still didn’t kill her vibe apparently, because she smirked at you again and said, “I’m wondering if you want to see your present.”

“Okay…” you began, noticing that she wasn’t holding any box or bag. “Where is it?”

“It’s in your room.”

You paused, confused. You’d lived in the Avengers compound for a few years now, and surely Wanda wasn’t wanting to drag you all the way to the compound just to show you her present for you. “Wait, my room here?”

Wanda nodded and smiled deviously. “Come on.” Standing up, she grabbed your hand and tugged you off your seat, leaving you no choice but to scramble to catch your balance as she started dragging you up the stairs.

“Why did you put it in my teenager bedroom?” you questioned on the way up the stairs. “Did you go into my room when you first got here? Why couldn’t you just put it on the table with all the other ones? If it’s a ring for you to propose to me with, I’m telling you right now it’s gonna be a no.”

Opening the door to your room, Wanda placed her hand on your back and guided you in first. You looked around at the room you lived in as a teenager. The purple walls and boy band posters were so far gone from your current tastes that the sight made you wonder if you were ever sane in your teenagerhood. You heard the door close behind you which reminded you to search for a present, but the room looked completely normal with no present in sight. As you opened your mouth to ask what was going on, you felt Wanda press against your back.

Your breath stifled as Wanda’s hands rested on your waist and slid up your sides, traversing to your upper arms until they were resting on your shoulders, her fingers nestled under the thin straps of your dress.

Wanda’s lips came close to your ear, her warm breath fanning over the expanse of your neck as she whispered huskily, “Are you ready for your birthday present, babygirl?”

Unsure of what exactly she was referring to as your present, you nodded anyway, her voice putting you under her trance. Her hands slipped farther under the straps of fabric on your shoulders and held them, slowly pulling them apart so that she could let them slide down your shoulders. Pressing closer to you, she reached down to the already low neckline of your dress and pulled it down further until your bare breasts were out, her hands immediately cupping them as she moaned behind you.

“So soft,” Wanda whispered, consuming your neck with hungry kisses and setting your body ablaze with the way she groped and fondled your tits, her thumbs pressing over your hardening nipples as she massaged the tender flesh.

“Wanda,” you gasped, turning your head to the side so that she could access more of your neck to sloppily kiss, and you gasped softly when her teeth sunk into your skin a few times.

“Baby,” she groaned, pressing herself even closer against you. When she dug her hips right against your ass, your eyes, which had remained closed as you endured her gentle touches on your body, popped open as you felt something hard pressing against your ass from under the fabric of Wanda’s pants.

A warm shiver bloomed throughout your body as Wanda grunted and dug her crotch against you, her hands on your chest keeping you still. You now began to realize what your birthday present was as Wanda started moving you towards the bed. Shuffling towards it, your thighs hit the mattress and Wanda immediately pushed you over at the waist, your face hitting the sheets as a pair of hands groped your ass.

“I know how much you like to be fucked like a dirty slut,” Wanda’s labored voice spoke as she kneaded the flesh on your ass, keeping her groin right against the back of your thigh. “Are you?” She slowly peeled the fabric of your dress over your ass between her words, settling the end of your dress at your hips and leaving your behind completely bare. “My dirty slut?”

She punctuated her question with a slap to your cheek, and you squeaked and jumped forward, more warmth developing in the pit of your stomach. “Y-yes,” you bashfully admitted, earning a hum of approval from Wanda as she entertained herself with your ass.

“Good girl, you are my dirty slut,” she spoke as her hand roamed down to your thin panties, pushing them aside so that she could suddenly cup your slit, groaning as she felt how soaked you were. “Already so wet for me.” She swam her fingers through your folds, every movement earning a soft gasp from your lips.

She dragged her fingers down to your clit, finding it instantly and rubbing it for a moment before she slid her hand back up until she found your entrance, slipping two fingers in without warning.

Your hands grabbed at the sheets as you felt Wanda’s fingers explore you, your face pressed against the mattress as you reeled at the helpless position you were in which only added to the moisture that Wanda was exploring. She pushed her fingers all the way inside, pressing around all of your pulsing walls before she slid them out, and when she pushed them back in, there were three fingers this time, as well as resistance.

“So fucking tight,” Wanda groaned, pressing her hardness against you. “I’m gonna need to stretch you before you can take my cock.”

Her mere words were enough to get you squirming on the bed as the woman behind you violated your hole, stretching her three fingers out wide inside you and pumping them just like that. Whines filled the room as you squirmed on the bed, your noises only adding to Wanda’s desire as she grabbed at your ass and fingered you, nearly drooling in anticipating for when she could finally put her new strap inside you.

“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer,” Wanda groaned, removing her fingers from you and wiping the wetness on your ass, leaving you empty and unfulfilled. Internally throbbing, you listened to the sound of a zipper and fabric shuffling before Wanda pressed against you again, and this time you felt the tip of her cock rest against your entrance.

“Wanda…” you breathed as you calculated how big it was just from the tip teasing your hole. It was definitely bigger than anything you’d ever taken.

“It’s your birthday, slut, and you’re gonna take my present like a grateful whore, right?” Wanda halfway mumbled through her heavy breaths of excitement. When you didn’t answer, she slapped your ass, earning a shriek and an incoherent noise of confirmation.

Wanda spat into her hand and rubbed it on your entrance before she grabbed both of your hips to steady you, easing her cock inside you. Your mouth fell open as her girthy size stretched you out around her, and the stinging pain made you hiss and grab a fistful of the sheets.

“That’s it,” Wanda gently whispered, spreading your cheeks open to help spread you more. “Take my cock like a good girl, baby.”

“Wanda, it hurts,” you whined as she stopped halfway in to let you breathe. You already felt so full, but Wanda continued to push further inside you.

“You can take it,” she firmly said, stifling a groan as she pushed herself all the way inside you until her hips were flat against your ass and her cock pressed against your cervix.

“Fuck,” you groaned, clenching your teeth at the pain as she dragged herself back out halfway and slowly thrust in again.

Wanda continued her slow thrusts for a while until you finally eased up, and she marked her new objective with a sudden snap of her hips which drove herself deep inside you and elicited a sharp moan from you, and then she started to thrust her hips wildly into you.

“Look at you, taking me so well,” she said as she leaned forward and grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your upper body off the bed and arching your back which sent her cock hitting a new angle inside you.

She fucked you like that, bent over the bed, dress only covering your midsection, grabbing your hair, fondling your breasts and rubbing your clit, until your body had had enough of all the pleasurable sensations, and a coil of pressure formed in your stomach and threatened to snap at any moment.

“Wanda, I’m close,” you whined, and from the sounds Wanda was making behind you and the lack of pace in her wild thrusts, she was too.

“Cum for me, babygirl,” she grunted, leaning down and nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck and finding a patch of skin to bite as your orgasm unleashed simultaneously with hers.

For a moment, you didn’t realize Wanda reaching down and squeezing the base of her strap until you felt liquid gushing deep inside you, prolonging the aftereffects of your climax.

“Take my cum,” Wanda groaned as she kept short thrusts into you, making sure she was as deep as possible inside you as she filled you with her faux cum. “Take every drop, whore.”

“Fuck,” you moaned, feeling like you could cum again just from the feeling of her pounding her cum deep inside you.

Finally, her strap was emptied, and you both were coming down from your highs, Wanda panting against your neck and holding your breasts, resting her full weight on top of you. You panted under her, your walls twitching around her cock that lay still inside you.

After a few minutes, Wanda finally moved off you, slowly pulling out of you and finding her strap covered in a mix of your juices. Not only were your inner thighs a complete wet mess and your panties ruined, but a drop of Wanda’s cum was already starting to leak out of you. She reached forward and used her finger to push her cum back inside you, taking your legs and pressing them closed.

“Better keep your thighs shut for the rest of the night, baby,” she coyly said as she pulled your dress back down over your ass, helping you to stand up which proved hard because of how weak and shaky your legs felt and how sore you were between them.

As you stood, you could feel her cum move inside you and threaten to gush out. Wanda fixed the top of your dress for you and fixed your messy hair before wiping away some of your makeup that had smeared. As much as she tried to fix you up, it was still evident that you had just been fucked.

“Wanda,” you whined when you could feel wetness seeping out of you, trying to shut your thighs to keep it from coming out. “I can’t go back to the party.”

“Oh, but you have to, baby. It’s your own birthday party,” she said with an edge of amusement as she smirked deviously. This was her plan all along, to give you her little (big) present and then spend the rest of the party watching you miserably try to keep her cum inside you.

“You’re evil,” you whined, throwing yourself against her as she chuckled and wrapped her arms around you, letting her hands fall down to your ass and grab you. If you didn’t have a party to attend, she could have easily taken you again.

“Happy birthday, angel,” Wanda whispered with a kiss to the top of your head.

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[gingiesworld]

Never Over You (Kinktober)

Maria Hill x GN! Reader

Warnings: Slight Smut. Amab! Reader

Taglist: @bababaka @natashaswife4125 @natashamaximoff-69 @wizardofstories @canvascoloredin @wandanats-goodgirl @the-ox-fan20 @marvelogic @louxbloom

18+ MINORS DNI

It wasn't news that Maria Hill and Y/N Y/L/N, two highly respected Agents of Shield were indeed ex lovers. Although their split was indeed rough, especially as Maria told them she never really cared for them, even though that was far from the truth.

Maria hated herself for breaking Y/N's heart. The sight of their empty eyes plagued her mind every time she closed her eyes. What she never expected was to see them at one of Tony Stark's famous parties.

"Y/N here is going to be joining us here at the compound." Tony stated as he patted their back proudly. Everyone else congratulated them as Maria just gazed in their direction.

"I know this isn't exactly what you want but I tried to go against Fury." Y/N tried to reason with their ex.

"It's ok." Maria shook her head with a smile. "You deserve this." She kissed their cheek before she walked away to start up a conversation with the girls.

"You are still hung up on them." Natasha stated with a smirk as she wrapped her arms around Wanda's waist. The witch blushing at the gesture.

"I am." Maria admitted as she watched Y/N talk easily with the others. The stupid smirk that she fell for on their face as they listened to Sam tell them one of his little mission anecdotes.

"Tell them." Wanda suggested as Maria shook her head.

"What if they've moved on?" Maria told them.

"I can read their mind." Wanda suggested as Nat watched Y/N eye up one of the waitresses.

"They're still single." Nat stated as both Maria and Wanda stared at her. "They just shamelessly checked out the waitress."

"So you have a chance." Wanda squealed as Maria sighed. Watching as Y/N soon approached the waitress. Since Maria, Y/N hadn't really had a stable relationship, bouncing from bed to bed with a long string of one night stands.

"Can we talk?" Maria asked them as she stood beside them at the bar

"What's up?" They turned to face her, Maria's heart skipped a beat at the tone of their voice.

"Somewhere private?" She requested as Y/N nodded and followed her through the compound towards her room she sometimes stays in whenever she is there. "I am still in love with you." She told them as they just stared at her.

"What do you mean 'still'?" They asked her curiously.

"I have always loved you, I just couldn't deal with the possibility of almost losing you." Maria spoke honestly. "I just, I couldn't bare the thought so I thought that breaking up was the easy option."

"So why spring this up on me now?" They questioned. "Especially after I have finally got myself over the heart break you caused! Why now?!"

"Because I." She took a deep breath before she stepped forward, cupping their cheeks. "Seeing you tonight has brought everything back. I just I was never over you."

Y/N gazed in her eyes, trying to find any uncertainty before they leaned forwards, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their hands finding her waist as their tongues dance together. Soon becoming a mess of teeth and tongue as the two stripped each other of their clothes.

Y/N picked her up before walking towards the bed, laying her down gently as they gazed into her blue eyes. A smile on their face as it seemed as though time had stopped. Two souls reunited in a night of passion.

Y/N made love to her, intertwining their hands as they thrust their hips in time with her movements. The two soon cumming together before Y/N had kissed her softly.

"I never really got over you." They admitted as they leaned on their side, taking in her features. "I never stopped loving you and I know I never will."

Maria leaned up and kissed their lips tenderly before she turned them onto their back as she soon straddled their lap. Her hands flat against their chest as she looked down at them.

"Let's see how your stamina has improved." She smirked as she rolled her hips against their semi hard cock. The two moaning before she sunk down on their hardened cock.

"I knew they wouldn't last long." Nat whispered to Wanda as they stepped away from the door.

"They were meant to be." Wanda smiled as she led Natasha into their own shared room.

"As are we." Nat smiled before she kissed her lips softly. Heading into a long night themselves.

#maria hill x reader #maria hill imagine #maria hill #agent hill #wandanat #cobie smulders x reader #cobie smulders #gingie's kinktoberfest