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post nut clarity does not properly convey the gravity of the pre nut insanity. like truly.

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(What we have in mind for now are black dragons, with low density silver glitter, silver enamel, so that the pride flag pops)

#ahhh loving it already #voted for 2 and 3

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this is long but bare w me 😭

wanda maximoff, the sweetest woman you’ve ever met and your neighbor, just got divorced. her husband, vision, was always at work and barely had any time for her. they got together because their parents basically forced them to and they actually didn’t love each other. you were always at her house because she needed someone to talk to and you’d occasionally babysit her boys, so you were the first one she told about the divorce.

some months later she started to realize how much she actually loved you, something she never experienced with vision, and she was the happiest woman ever when you told her you feel the same way about her. dating was a bit hard for the both of you at first because wanda only cared about you, about your needs and she quickly became a housewife again, but you were patient. she would get a bit emotional whenever you showed her love and affection, and your first time together was filled with tears and praises. you were the first one to fuck her for the propuse of pleasure instead of loveless baby making, plus the first one to give her a mind-blowing orgasm.

-🦌

omgggghhh :( wanda realizing that love and attraction can be more than just lust like her husband had taught her, and finds herself very overwhelmed with newfound emotions but you’re so patient with her and kiss her stained cheeks when she sometimes wells up at your genuine attraction for her that isn’t just based around her body or the sex u have

GAWWWD THIS WANDA i wanna treat her like a princess so bad…. like imagine how blushy and giggly she’d be if for instance you made her dinner one night instead of her making it… she comes downstairs after doing the laundry and she’s surprised by a table laid with two plates of steak and some red wine and she gasps and when she sees you she wraps her arms around your waist and buries her face into your neck cause she’s blushing too hard she doesn’t want you to see <333

then you take her upstairs and on the bed there’s a pretty dress laid out beside a wrapped box and you tell her to try it on and she looks SO good in it…. the black hugs her curves perfectly and you can’t help but pull her by her hand onto the bed and lay her down.. her hair splays out like an angel’s halo when her head hits the pillow and that’s when you show her what’s inside the box, the item being a new strapon that wanda’s had in her basket for weeks but never feels as if she can treat herself to things like this.

she blushes a deep red when she realizes what it is and when she sees you straddling her she gasps about ruining the dress but you kiss her soft lips and tell her to just “let me take care of you” and she sinks into your touch then. she thanks you after for such a lovely night and confesses through soft kisses to your neck that sometimes it’s so shocking to be treated as well as you treat her because of her past relationship. she says she can’t help but fall back into taking the housewife role as it’s habit, but this time she’s happy taking care of things, rather than it feeling like a chore, or like she has no other option. she’s so grateful for you and can’t quite believe how lucky she truly got with you AWDJFJJA <33333

#wanda maximoff #nsfw #marvel

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hi im back , gonna go to bed now so i can get up early to work on stuff buttt before i do, more domestic hockey Wanda 😵‍💫

imagine just snuggling into her while watching a movie, she has like this grey sweater on and just a soft grin on her face.

your body pulled against hers and she's just caressing your shoulder with her thumb, holding you close. she smiles softly when she sees you so engaged in the movie. it was as if your eyes are permanently glued to the screen because you didn't even bat an eye towards her. Not that she minded, she loved seeing you all happy like this.

YES SLEEP, GET THAT GOOD REST.

and omw stop I love all sides to this woman. soft, rough, gentle, everything. stop this is so fucking sweet. she’d have the most loving look on her face anytime she saw you so happy.

#.... but imagine riding her while shes wearing that jumper ahem.... #wanda maximoff #marvel

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competing series ༉‧₊˚. 18+ snippet

—> series masterlist

can’t stop thinking about wanda having let for for a game and r has to stay back in their hometown. they’ll call often at night before bed—some times it’s to chat for a minute, sometimes it to laugh over each other’s day. some days have gone by, at nights reader’s beginning to ‘miss’ wanda. so next time they call, reader is listening to wanda speak, a hand over her mouth as she touches herself to her voice.

“are you touching yourself?”

of course she would catch on. you were silent for a second too long, tone breathless when she asked you a question, a whine hanging off the edge of every word. she had moved to a separate room, saying such derogatory things to you—all on how she wishes she was there, heart aching at your whines over the phone. she would make you get out her strap, ride it according to however she demands. she knows what makes you come the fastest even if she isn’t there, guiding you through it as she’s rubbing her own clit to the imaging appearing in her mind.

since then you’ve been engaging in phone sex anytime she’s gone for a game

—> whichever anon mentioned this you’ve got feral me coming out to play

#pleaasseeeeeee imagine face timing or wanda sending nudes or dirty audios #wanda maximoff #marvel #nsfw

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Different anon but thinking about dark stop mom Wanda where you were only ever taught that sex is dick going in hole so you honestly don’t question what Wanda is doing. Whether she’s “just checking” or “making her new baby feel good” or “just relieving some stress like step mothers do honey, it can be so hard sometimes. Please won’t you do this for mommy?”

>_< FUUUUCK my pussy wet

when she starts begging…. oh my god.. she’s all “please, honey, i need this” “it’ll make you feel so nice, i promise, give mommy what she wants” and she’s all desperate and whiny cause she needs to touch you so bad :(( SHES SUCH A PERV and i am simply just a hole for her to use

#oof #wanda maximoff #marvel #nsfw

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- Liar Liar - 

Wanda Maximoff x reader

summary - in which, you stumble upon the most beautiful woman you've ever seen while in search of a job you can put your piano skills to use at. The only thing? She's a teacher who thinks you're in search of lessons. All's far in love and music right?

a/n - wanda + music = me fucking dying. lol. haven't updated in a while that's my bad. i love you guuuuyyyyyysss.

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You hadn’t meant to lie.

You’d went into the slightly shady neighborhood in search of a job, preferably one that let you play piano- your passion- and still had a decent amount of pay so you would be able to afford that apartment you got recently.

It’s a small town though, and no one really has any need for music as they own record players and other forms of listening devices. No one cares about classical music anymore.

Maybe you should have listened when your father told you music would never be a good career.

So you gave up hope, walking downtown to the store to get a simple and cheap frozen dinner that you could watch while sulking in front of the tv. Being an adult is hard, and you often find yourself wondering what you would do if you had just been given one chance to go back in time and not rush growing up.

You heard the familiar and peaceful sound of piano, and just like anytime you hear it, you freeze in the middle of the sidewalk to simply listen. There’s a small store next to all the tall and beautiful ones, one that probably gets lost a lot in the sight of all the other, more important buildings. A young woman is sitting inside near the front, visible through the big glass window that you silently watch her through. Her skilled fingers dance across the keyboard, creating an aura in the world that has you stuck in a magical trance.

The song slowly goes quieter, and you watch her take a deep sigh before turning her head to look out the window- as if knowing you were there. You panic, blushing in embarrassment before you pretend to read the signs taped to the door.

A bright smile graces your face as you actually begin to read them. A few of them just talk about upcoming concerts in town square, but one big one smack dab in the middle catches your eye;

Hiring!

Tutors, managers, cleaners

$16.45 a hour

It’s not a lot of money, but it’s enough and you’d get to do what you love while seemingly getting to hang out with a pretty girl. It’s a win, win, win. For you.

“Sorry. That sign is old. My friend was supposed to take it down.” Someone quietly speaks beside you, and you almost jump in fear when you see that the woman you had previously been looking at through the window is now standing right next to you, staring blankly before she tears the sign off the door. She’s even more pretty in person, from her long auburn hair to her piercing greens eyes that most people would fear as she stares at you silently though all you feel is nervous and giddy.

“Right…well….do you still have any openings?” You ask, placing your hands in your pockets as you rock back and forth on your heels. She watches with curious eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

She answers quietly, a stark contrast to your happy mood, though she doesn't exactly seem upset. More like calm. “Yes. Lessons are 10 dollars for an hour and a half.”

You frown in confusion. Does she think you’re looking for a teacher? You go to tell her you’re looking to be a teacher, but your eyes fall on the little picture on the door that has a photo of her next to a few others of other people. Under her’s is the title; “owner and teacher”

“Would you be my teacher?” The words fall out of your mouth before you can stop them, so you purse your lips to stop yourself from saying anything else.

The girl’s lips turn upwards in the beginning of a smile. “Yes. I would.”

You practically grin, and it’s like you don’t even remember the several years of college you went through to get a career in music as you say, “Then I’d like to take lessons from you. I like piano. I want to learn how to play.”

She does smile now, nodding as she opens the door which makes the bell above it ring. “That’s great. Follow me and we’ll get you signed up.” You do follow her inside, taking in the beauty of the hidden shop. There are pianos and other instruments everywhere, ones that look worn out yet still pretty. Open songbook’s litter every open space and she gets to the front desk before digging through a pile of them for the forms you need to sign.

After signing way to many forms and paying a small fee, you shake her hand with the one that isn’t cramping.

“Thank you for choosing Scarlett's Melodies. I’m Wanda Maximoff. I own the shop and tutor most of the students.” You smile, squeezing her hand before you awkwardly place your hand in your pocket and introduce yourself.

Wanda. A pretty name for a pretty girl.

You obviously don’t say that though. Anxiety exists yall.

Instead you leave with a new found pep in your step.

That is until you remember that you just spent a ton of money and don’t even have a job. Wow. What the fuck is Wanda Maximoff doing to you?

— – — – — – — – —

After that, you have to get a job, so you get one at the nice restaurant in town that your friend works at. You spend most of your day serving customers, taking orders, and cleaning, and the only reason you continue to do it is that every other day, you just have to think about the fact that once work is over, you get to go see the beautiful piano teacher.

It’s not hard to play down your skill, but it is a little bit funny every time you slip up and tell her you already know something and then have to make the excuse that you’re doing some studying on your own time as well.

Wanda has a sweet personality, though she is a bit cold and standoffish sometimes. You learn a lot about her over the past few weeks though, like her late brother Pietro, her friends Natasha and Clint who are also workers at the store, and how she came to love music so much as to start up her own store for it.

“You’re late.” She says when you run in six minutes past the time you’re supposed to be there, but her tone is light and teasing as she scans through some notes on her sheet music. She lets you take them home sometimes to study them, but you mostly just study her pretty handwriting and the little doodles she leaves for you to find.

You chuckle, taking off your coat and hanging it up next to her leather jacket near the door. The place is cozy and if not for the workers constantly running in and out, you’d say it feels more like a home than a store.

“Sorry. I was at work.” She nods as you speak, handing you a book she made more notes in before pointing over to a piano set up against a wall. It’s nicely toned and made of a beautiful wood, and once she learned it was probably your favorite, she “teaches” you at that one every single lesson.

You sit on the bench, trying your hardest not to blush when she rubs her hand on your back before sitting closely next to you. It’s one of your favorite parts of the lessons- when she sits close enough that you can smell her perfume. Vanilla with a hint of sage, and it’s quickly become one of your favorite scents.

“We’re gonna work on something a bit harder today alright? I think you can do it, but the notes are in a slightly weird pattern and may be hard to remember.” Wanda says, flipping to a page in the book before setting it up on the music rack. 

It’s one of your favorites and quite easy to play after years of practicing, but you don’t tell her that.

By the end of the almost two hour lesson, you have pretended to learn the first part of the song, purposefully messing it up every once in a while so you don’t expose yourself.

You’re starting to feel a bit guilty about the lying, but then she smiles proudly and showers you in compliments and you forget all about it.

Wanda walks you to the door, leaning on the wall as you put on your coat and grab your stuff. You’re tired, but that feeling doesn’t even begin to compare to the one that comes when she holds your hand and smiles towards you.

“There’s a small event in town this weekend.” She starts, pointing towards the sign up on her big bulletin board. “A few people playing pieces, some nice food. I think you should join. You’re one of my most advanced students.”

You grin, hesitantly nodding. “I’d love to. That sounds like so much fun.”

The redhead nods as well, smiling slightly as she writes your name down on the sign up sheet. You’ll play after a few other students and teachers, and you must tell her what piece you want to play by tomorrow so you can spend the next few lessons practicing it.

With that you say your goodbyes, lingering in a hug with the Maximoff girl before you finally leave, walking home with a love sick smile on your face. Little did you know, the same one is gracing Wanda’s face as she closes up the shop and makes her way home.

— – — – — – — – —

When the day of the concert comes around, you’re nervous.

You don’t know why. You could play this piece in your sleep, but for some reason, the same nerves that were with you during your first performance as a child are now fluttering around in your stomach as you sit on a piano bench in the town square.

Wanda is talking with some of the other students, and you try and distract yourself by looking at her with adoration in your eyes, but it all comes back at a higher level when she notices you and winks your way.

She’s so pretty, and you fight the urge to slam your head on the instrument as she finishes up her conversation and begins walking towards you.

“Hey hon. How you feeling?” Wanda stands behind you, rubbing your shoulders reassuringly as she reads over the notes on your sheet music. You shrug, blushing brightly at her touch as you pretend to be focusing on smoothing out your shirt of non-existent wrinkles.

“I’m okay. Kinda nervous.” You say, and the blush only deepens when she hums in understanding and places a kiss on the top of your head.

“Don’t be. You’re going to be great.” Her words make you grin, and you lean your head back to rest on her stomach as she gently runs her fingers through your hair. Someone calls her name, so she gently caresses your face before patting your back and walking away.

Oh the things that Wanda Maximoff does to you.

While you’re waiting for your turn on stage, you get bored, so you sit back on the bench and begin to quickly play through one of the hardest songs you know. It took forever to learn and you still mess up every once and a while, but it still would sound beautiful to anyone and by the end of it, you do hear someone slightly chuckle in shock.

It isn't a happy laugh or happy shock though. That much you can tell.

“I didn’t teach you that.” A slightly bitter tone speaks, and you slowly turn around to come face to face with Wanda, fists clenched at her sides and a curious but slightly annoyed expression on her face.

You want to continue to lie, to tell her you’ve been working hard and her lessons are paying off, but no one who’s only been playing for a few months would be able to play that and she obviously knows the truth now.

“You wasted my time.” She says coldly, crossing her arms over her chest. She’s no longer the bubbly girl you’ve come to have the pleasure of knowing, instead going back to the closed off woman you first met. It’s all your fault.

You look down in shame, letting the bouquet rest by your side. “I’m so sorry Wanda.”

Wanda scoffs, glaring at you before she storms out of the room. She’s pissed, but a warm feeling settles in her chest at the knowledge you went through all of this to hang out with her, even with the thought that you don’t have a chance with her. You still wasted her time though, and you lied to her for weeks, almost months. How can she trust that you truly aren’t just some psycho?

You stay in the middle of town square, tears forming in your eyes as more and more people gather to listen to the other pianists. You’re falling in love with Wanda Maximoff, and up until this point, it’s only ever been clear and sunny skies. What are you supposed to do now that your first cloud has appeared?

— – — – — – — – —

After that, you stop going to your lessons.

Wanda finds herself missing you every time 6 o’clock comes around and you don’t come sprinting into the shop with your work uniform still on, rambling about something a stupid customer did like you’ve known Wanda forever. It feels like that, that’s for sure.

You spend every day in an endless cycle. Get up, go to work, walk the long way so you don’t risk running into Wanda outside of her music store, work a nine hour shift, and return to your quiet apartment where you sit in silence and mourn for someone that still lives. 

Maybe you should adopt a dog.

One especially rough day, you wake up late, your alarm clock having turned off during a storm last night and reset itself all while you were asleep. Because of this, you wake up with five minutes to get ready and even less time to sprint to work, so you can’t take the long way like you usually do.

It’s lightly sprinkinly outside, so you don’t bother taking a jacket in the midst of chaos. That was clearly the wrong decision, as only a few minutes into your walk there, it starts absolutely pouring, and just like that, your uniform is soaked and you’re shivering. You don’t have any time to go back though, so you fight on, staying right next to the buildings for a bit of protection and you don’t even notice the person carefully watching you as you fastly walk down the sidewalk.

“Hey!” Someone calls out, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into a familiar building. It’s calm and quiet music is playing somewhere, but all you can focus on is that Wanda is standing in front of you, holding out a dry towel for you to grab.

You hesitate, grabbing it and holding it closely around your body in hopes of stopping the cold feeling in your bones. It’s much warmer in here and the only rain is tapping against the window from outside, but Wanda is here and she looks at you with a type of distaste you’ve never seen before.

“I need to get to work. I’m late.” You mumble eventually after a few minutes of silence, but she just puts her hands on your shoulders and rubs them to bring you more warmth as she replies calmly, “No. I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

You go to argue, but she simply shakes her head and sits down at your piano on the other end of the room. She begins to play a simple but calm song, and she watches in the corner of her eye as you sink down on the couch next to the fireplace and slowly close your eyes. You’re still awake though, that much she can tell by the way your fingers tap along to the pattern of the music.

Finally she slowly stops the song, letting her hands fall to rest on her thighs as she stares at the keyboard with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Why would you lie to me?”

You open your eyes, watching with a guilty but sincere look as she chews on her lower lip and gently presses a few of the keys. “I’m truly sorry Wanda. I figured if we spent that time together, I would be able to learn more about you…in hopes of eventually asking you out. It was stupid, and wrong, and I’m sorry.”

She sighs, closing the keyboard cover and turning to face you. “If you had asked, I would have said yes.”

Your eyes widen in shock. Is she messing with you?

Wanda continues, “If you had just told me all of that when we first met, we could have gone out and gotten dinner or- or lunch or on a picnic like normal people.” You nod along, silently fidgeting with the bottom of your shirt. “So go ahead.”

You’re silent for a second, looking around as if wondering if she’s talking to you to which she giggles and nods. That laugh could fix all your issues.

“Wanda Maximoff, I’d really like to get to know you. The right way this time. Will you go out with me?” You ask nervously after clearing your throat and sitting up in your seat.

Wanda smirks, rubbing her chin as if in deep thought. “I don’t know…”

You laugh a bit when she does, though you’re too busy smiling brightly as she nods. “I’d love to go out with you. No lying to me this time though. And you have to teach me that song you were playing at the recital.”

“No way. A magician never reveals their secrets.” You tease, sitting next to her on the bench as she laces your hands together and says with her own smile, “Oh really? So I just agreed to a date for nothing? You’re mean.”

 All is fair in love and music though.

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#hope wanda helps yn find a music job #so cute #wanda maximoff #marvel

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ik hockey!wanda is main focus rn but just hear me out.

Southern!Wanda who just knows you love her accent so one day when you guys are out at a bar she starts singing a song. r instantly gets all hot and sweaty when she walks up to you, singing in her country accent all low and seductive.

then Wanda totally takes you to the back of the bar and makes out with r.

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hockey!wanda currently has my heart BUT so does everything else, this is just one that im focusing on.

and fuck, I love southern!wanda with a whole lotta passion. absolutely r finds wanda’s accent attractive, she did since day one. now since wanda’s hers she’s folding the second she’s beginning to speak.

wanda would take r out to the bar so the two of them can relax, throughout the day wanda’s voice gets raspier—by the time wanda has r in her grasp behind the bar, she’s turning r on just by her voice alone.

#pleeassee her calling yn darlin #wanda maximoff #and other southern petnnames like honey pie or gum drop #marvel

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i should be doing my work brain break time , haven't had time tl checked ur blog today for coach Wanda brianrot but I wanted to contribute then scatter 😌

I know I was focusing on the more rough part of her sexual side but she's also very very soft with you and takes the time to appreciate you and show you this.

She literally worships ur body. Leaving a trial of kisses from your chest, to ur abodmen, down to ur thighs. Taking the time to treasure every part of u before pleasuring you. To take in how damn beautiful you are. She whispers how much she loves you and makes sure you know that. She might even give you a little pinch and wait for you to say it yourself. "You are perfect, say it for me my love." She'd whisper against your skin. Her actions pause, eyes look up to meet yours. She nods, encouraging you to repeat it.

"I'm perfect." You take a breath.

okay break over gotta run byeee

NO PLEASE CONTINUE IT—I genuinely rush to open these I fucking LOVEEEE THEM. There’s never too many, if anything there’s too few!

hockey!wanda’s a lover, and she’ll make sure R know that she loves R’s body and mind equally, showing that she loves all of reader.

wanda struggles with her own things too (despite how cocky she is, she does have days where her confidence is seemingly “high” when in reality she’s struggling).

so she can understand the signs of struggle in you as some are similar. she’ll love you, put the pieces back together for you.

she absolutely loves the days when she’s able to just push your limits, but she cherishes the moments where she’s just trying to show how much she loves you.

#wanda maximoff #marvel

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sharks every time theres a cataclysmic extinction event: damn thats crazy. anyway

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@wandasfifthwife duuuddeee bloody imagine wanda is watching one of the vids and pauses it because she recognises someone... turns out its herself ;_;

what if r finds old videos of when she was a figure skater? i believe she would be so excited to share that part of her life with wanda and show her all the things she could do before the injury.

i also think it may be a little bitterswet because it can bring back bad memories with her mother as her coach but sharing with wanda that sport that she loved and remembering how she felt during her parts will be stronger than that.

for sure. they bond over having a sport on ice. wanda will always care and ensure that r is safe being out on the ice due to her past injury, but she’s always wishing to support her. seeing videos of r skating is enough to almost bring tears to her eyes as r explains the move and how she felt during the video as it plays.

of course being in any vanity to an arena or skates brings back memories of her mom, but they get better overtime and she’ll always respect and miss ice skating.

#wanda maximoff #marvel

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can't fall asleep no matter how hard i try, just wanted mommy wanda to gently put me to sleep (bury her fingers deep inside me until i can't open my eyes due to tiredness)

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also hi, how are you?

:))

hi hi nonnie! im doing good, insomnia is really such a pain in ass :( but here is mommy wanda for you fucking you until you fall asleep.

mommy wanda who would be holding you closer to her chest, and massaging your scalps at first to try and get you to relax and eventually fall asleep, but with how much your wiggling and whining that you still can't sleep, wanda decides to take a different approach to help her little angel have her needed rest, letting her hand wander a little downward to your abdomen and working her way to your covered pussy.

she would tease you so mercilessly all the while a honyed praises fall out of her mouth, and only when your begging her enough and your panties are drenched does she slip her fingers inside your warm wet cunt. and her fingers that worked so diligently on bringing you to the edge would always pull out the perfect moment right before you could have your release, it was sadistic, and she enjoyed every moment of it.

and her sweet care for you doesn't stop at just edging you! cause after all that begging you did how can she ever be a bad mommy and not give you as many mind-blowing orgasms as the many times you begged her? yes she kept counting and just half way through you are already asleep! mommy wanda is just that good at making fucking all your problems away ><

#wanda maximoff #marvel #nsfw

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So you had written her as an only child ;_; I mean... technically she is now but.. that'd why we have fanfiction lol

I was peeved when they had the xmen Peter in wandavision like... I don't like him, I want pietro ;_;

Can I ask, will we get a backstory info about why wanda wanted to do hockey? Like I'm assuming her family watched it so she grew up with it. But i bet ppl put her down thinking she wasn't gonna make a career out of it but she did!!

And I'm curious will we see pietro in a chapter one day? Does he do track as a career with his running and all. Would love to see you write their sibling interactions

OOOOO yes! I will be! I’ll release a background story! it’ll go over wanda and reader’s background. Wanda’s a bit chaotic while reader’s is serious/difficult.

also who is pietro, I SOUND SO DUMB—but did I create a character and forgot I did… is he reader’s brother? or

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You seriously forgot about him ;_;

I still dream of them reuniting again.

Poor pietro lol

Can I ask, will we get a backstory info about why wanda wanted to do hockey? Like I'm assuming her family watched it so she grew up with it. But i bet ppl put her down thinking she wasn't gonna make a career out of it but she did!!

And I'm curious will we see pietro in a chapter one day? Does he do track as a career with his running and all. Would love to see you write their sibling interactions

OOOOO yes! I will be! I’ll release a background story! it’ll go over wanda and reader’s background. Wanda’s a bit chaotic while reader’s is serious/difficult.

also who is pietro, I SOUND SO DUMB—but did I create a character and forgot I did… is he reader’s brother? or

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Wanda's twin brother.. pietro?? Lol

Can I ask, will we get a backstory info about why wanda wanted to do hockey? Like I'm assuming her family watched it so she grew up with it. But i bet ppl put her down thinking she wasn't gonna make a career out of it but she did!!

And I'm curious will we see pietro in a chapter one day? Does he do track as a career with his running and all. Would love to see you write their sibling interactions

OOOOO yes! I will be! I’ll release a background story! it’ll go over wanda and reader’s background. Wanda’s a bit chaotic while reader’s is serious/difficult.

also who is pietro, I SOUND SO DUMB—but did I create a character and forgot I did… is he reader’s brother? or