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I have been thinking of writing a fic with one of them and is wondering which one people like the most.

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Truth or dare ~Wanda Maximoff

Summary: Truth and dare leads to unexpected questions and unexpected answers. You show Wanda what true pleasure is really like.

Paring: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Words: 3711

Warnings: Smut, fingering

Note: English is not my first language and I have not proofread this so there may be some errors.

Once the party started to die down you, Natasha, Wanda and Carol decided to move up to your shared floor. You and Natasha were spread out on the sofa while Wanda and Carol sat in the armchairs in front of you. Both empty and full beer bottles filled the table in between you. While Starks parties more often than not doesn't have a reason, this one actually did. It was to celebrate that Carol was back on earth and that Wanda finally became an official member of the team.

The drinks had started to get to you all and you wanted to keep the party going between you after everyone left. That's how you started playing truth or dare but with a twist. You could not say no. “Truth or dare Y/N?” said Carol while taking a sip of her drink. “Truth” the grin on her face told you that it was exactly the answer she wanted. “What is the most embarrassing thing that has happened to you during sex.” The moment she said those words Natasha started laughing her ass off.

“Why are you laughing Nat?” said Wanda with a confused look. “Well lets just say I was there.” “You were?” Wanda said, questioning. You decided to butt in before Natasha could exaggerate the story. “Okay here's what happens. I happened to have ehh, a friends with benefits with one of the recruits we were training, Lucy. We happened to have the gym to ourselves and we took advantage of that. I was standing up and had her sitting on my shoulders, leaning her against the wall while I was fingering her and eating her out. Right as she was about to go over the edge Natasha walked through the door. Of course we didn't notice because Lucy's moaning was so loud so Nat witnessed the whole thing.”

“Damn, was it hot?” Of course it would be Carol who asked such a question. “Carol, you can't ask that.” Wanda said. “Yeah, Yeah it doesn't matter.” she responded. “Okay since you asked me, it's my turn now.” Considering Wanda had never been asked before, and you simply wanted to know, you decided to ask her. “Wanda” her name being said got her attention and she turned to you. “Yes” “Truth or dare?” “Truth” she said with a slight hesitation.

“I know you and Vision were together before, how many orgasms did he give you in one session?” Her cheek immediately reddened at the question and she suddenly thought the floor was very interesting. “He um-” she cleared her throat “He didn't really give me any.” Her body language showed that she was either embarrassed or nervous, her eyebrows were furrowed and she was plucking at her nailbands while she told us the answer.

Her answer didn't make any sense though. They had gotten together shortly after they both joined the team and they only broke up a few months ago. The time they had been together was torture. Remembering all the times they sat snuggled up together on the sofa, giggling and disturbing the team's movie nights. The jealousy had burned through you. You could treat her so much better than he did, he’s a robot bor fucks sake. You had never felt such relief as you did the day you found out they broke up.

“I’m sorry but you're gonna have to make that make sense to us. You were together for like six months, you have to have done something during that time.” While this seemed like normal talk between you, Natasha and Carol, Wanda had never felt more uncomfortable in her life. She was a shy person and would rather keep her romantic life privat. But with all eyes on her she almost felt obliged to answer your question.

“Well he always, you know, finished quite fast and I didnt want him to feel bad about not being able to satisfy me so I just faked it.” Her answer did not surprise you. Once again hes a fucking robot, he probably had a vibranium dick that was smaller than my finger. Could he even feel pleasure and cum like a real person if he is made out of metal.

“What, so he just believed you all that time and you had to finish yourself off.” Natasha’s voice sounded judging, seeing the look on her face she probably was judging her.

Wanda could feel her cheeks redden even more when she thought of the times where she was left unsatisfied by both Vision and her inexperienced hands. To be right at the edge but not able to get over it, to never experience real pleasure. Of course it was embarrassing to admit out loud, especially to you who she admired and liked in a not so friendly way.

She already felt embarrassed enough but the alcohol made her spill her secrets away. With her arms tightly wrapped around her legs the words flew out quietly. “Um no I never really knew what to do so I never got myself there.” She made the mistake of looking up and seeing the shocked look upon all your faces. She never thought she would feel this bad about being inexperienced.

When you saw how uncomfortable she was at the topic you decided to end her misery. “Okej, we are moving on. Wanda your turn.” “Okej Natasha, truth or dare”

With Nat knowing Wanda would choose something vanilla she decided that dare was a safe bet. “Okej, I dare you to sit in Carol’s lap for the rest of the game.” Maybe she’s not that vanilla after all.

Neither Nat nor Carol complained as Natasha happily made herself comfortable in Carol's lap, wiggling her ass as she sat down. “Now it's finally my turn.” She said as she looked mischievously between you and Wanda. Natasha knew of your longtime crush on Wanda and had been waiting for an opportunity to play matchmaker, she was not about to let it go to waste. “Y/N, truth or dare”

“Dare” You said as you lifted your drink to your lips, what's life without a little excitement. Unfortunately you knew you made the wrong choice as Natashas smirk grew a hundred times bigger. “I dare you to give Wanda her first ever orgasm.”

Wanda's eyes almost popped out of her head in surprise, while you choked on your drink. “I’m sorry WHAT!” Telling Nat about your crush was obviously a mistake and if looks could kill she wouldn’t even be 6ft under ground, she would be a 100ft. “You heard me” This fucking bitch. She was enjoying everything that was happening.

Wanda however did not. She was panicking and didn't know what to feel about the situation. This may have not been a big deal for you but it was for her. She wanted to be with you in every type of way, but not because of a dare. She wanted you to be her “first” and this however, may be the only chance she would get. In the spur of the moment that was enough. Even though she was terrified, her mind was made up.

“Okej” Hearing her agree to do this may have surprised you even more than Natasha asking the question. “What, are you really sure about this Wands?” She didn't know if the surprised look on your face was a good or bad sign and doubt began filling her mind. But then again, her mind was made up. “Yes, I am.”

“Okay then” You stood up from your seat and made your way towards Wanda and held out your hand towards her. She followed through and put her hand in yours and stood up making the space between you only a few inches. Looking at her face you could see her face held a determined look, but her eyes showed something else. She was nervous.

In an attempt to ease her nerves you softly squeeze her hand. The gesture brought warmth to Wanda making her release a shuddering breath and her shoulders lowering in relaxation. “Can we go to my room”

“Yes, of course” You said as you led her hand in hand towards her room. Being that it was only a few doors down it didn't take too long. You let her hand go as you opened the door letting her walk in first. When you followed you closed the door behind you, making sure to lock it.

Turning around you saw Wanda standing in the middle of the room, picking on her nails and cuticles, a clear sign she felt unsure of what was happening. Wanting to stop her from picking her skin you slowly took each hand in your own, bringing her attention back to you once again. “I want to know that if anything we do is making you uncomfortable and you want to stop or slow down, for any reason, just tell me and we will.” You slowly bring her in your arms and hold her tight, her smaller frame being embraced by your own. “I always want you to feel safe with me.”

The feeling of you being wrapped around her and your warm breath on her neck when you whispered in her ear brought a warm feeling in her stomach. She didn't know where the courage to place one hand on your neck and the other on your hip came from. Nor where it came from when she softly pressed her lips behind your ear. “I already do.”

Her surprisingly bold actions were easily turning you on. The feeling of her soft, plump lips on your neck made your hands move lower bringing her hips to your own. Holding her tightly you slipped your thigh between her legs and made her grind down.

Her skirt rode up at the motion and you heard her gasp as she felt the pleasure strike through her. While you kept up the movement you kissed her neck in various places searching for her most sensitive spots. Beginning with slow open-mouth kisses pressed gently to her skin, making her feel all the right sensations before sucking lightly. And when you felt it to be the right time you carefully bit her skin.

It took Wanda by surprise and with the combined pressure from your thigh between her legs she couldn't hold back the moan that slipped from her throat. She hid her head in your neck as her hands gripped onto you hard trying to steady herself.

Hearing her moan made you crave for more. Crave to have her under you, tasting her on your tongue and feel how wet she was. Hearing her moan and whine as she squirms and writhes in pleasure. Hear her scream when her walls squeeze your fingers when she cums.

Wanting to make your imaginations real you slowly push her backwards to her bed, making her lay down as you reach the edge. You slowly come on top of her till you come face to face with her looking deep into her eyes. While you kept eye contact, your hands found their way to the hem of her shirt and slowly crept up inside it. Her breath became heavier when she felt your hand make contact with her bare skin.

“Is it okay if I take this off?” You asked as you went from stroking the skin of her stomach to gripping the shirt. She answered by nodding her head. “That's not good enough Wanda, I need a verbal answer.” You said in a stern tone.

“Yes, it's okay if you take it off.” With that you slowly lifted the shirt above her head revealing more and more of her skin. When it was fully off you noticed that she had opted to not wear a bra. Her light brown nipples hardened from the change in temperature and you couldn't resist from cupping her breasts in your hands.

You looked deep in her eyes as you spoke softly “ Your beautiful Wanda.” Your words made her heart flutter as a blush spread upon her cheeks. Wanda had never felt so cherished before. The way you looked and spoke to her made her understand that you meant what you said, it wasn't something you said just because.

Being too shy to reply verbally she slowly connected her lips to your as a show of her appreciation. As your lips danced together she felt your hands starting to move, massaging her breasts and nipple. You mixed between softly stroking and lightly pinching her hardened buds. She whimpered into your mouth and she felt her arousal drip into her panties, slowly creating a dark spot.

As you had slipped your thigh between her legs yet again you could also feel the wet spot that was created. You detached your lips from hers, instead bringing open mouth kisses down her neck and collarbone until you reached her breasts. You removed one of your hands from their previous position, placing it on her hip instead.

Her whines from the loss were instantly quietened when you circled your tongue around her areola. You then dragged your tongue over her nipple and started to flick and suck on it. Her hand landed on your head, fingers threading through your hair to get a tight grip on it, holding you in place.

As your hand twisted and pinched her nipple you softly bit onto her other nipple with your teeth. As you raised your head, bringing her nipple with you, her back arched from the pained pleasure. Her legs clenched around your own, her hips desperately trying to grind against you.

A soft "Please" you heard come from her. “What do you want Wanda?” You asked when you change your mouth from her right breast to her left, doing the exact same thing as before.

“I want your fingers, please.” At the same time she told you what she wanted, her hand grabbed ahold of yours and guided it down to her panites. “Good girl.” You told her as you let go of her nipple. You started making your way down her stomach, leaving a trail of kisses after you. You were soon met with a pair of beautiful red lace panties. You could also clearly see the dark spot in the middle of them, showing off how aroused she really was.

“Is it okay if I take this off love?” You asked, softly looking up at her. “Yes, please.” She answered whilst nodding. You gripped both her skirt and panties at the same time, dragging them down her legs until they dropped down to the floor.

As you made your way up her body again you left a trail of wet kisses up her legs. When you came up to her thigh you started lightly biting, leaving bruises behind. Coming up to her pussy you placed a kiss right above her small patch of dark hair.

Her hips bucked at the motion and a quiet moan slipped past her throat. You parted her legs, moving to lay between them, coming face to face with her again. “Are you really sure that this is what you want Wands? I don’t want to do anything you're not comfortable with.”

“Yes, I promise I want this, I feel safe with you.” She said that she caressed your cheek. Her words almost brought tears to your eyes. To know that she trusts you fully with her body and her pleasure.

You pressed your lips to hers, dragging your tongue across her bottom lip asking for permission to enter. She opened her mouth, tangling her tongue with yours. You used her being distracted in the interment moment to bring your hand down to her pussy.

You dragged your whole hand from her clit to her weeping hole, gathering her arousal on your two middle fingers you dragged them back up to her clit. You rubbed circles around it, teasing her by never fully touching it directly. She grunted into your mouth in frustration, her hips bucking up into your hand seaking the friction she needed.

“If you want something you have to tell me Wanda.” You reminded her. Your words made her even more frustrated, couldn't you see that she just needed you. She needs you to make her cum, not to draw it out by teasing her. She barely had any control over her own body left, her hips were bucking wildly in need and her folds were puffy and sticky from all the arousal leaking out of her.

“Please, I just want you to make me cum.” She pleaded. You could see the desperation in her eyes, how they were glazed over, only focusing on you. You knew how much she needed this, you weren't blind. You however, also knew how much sweeter her first release would be with how worked up she was.

“It’s okay love, I’ll take care of you.” Your lips connected to hers yet again, you pressed down on her clit with your thumb, tracing her entrance before sinking into her with your middle- and ring finger. “Oh God.” Her back arched as you pumped your fingers inside of her. She was so wet you could hear sounds coming from her at every thrust.

Her nails dug into your back, leaving deep, red scratch marks, desperately wanting to have you as close as possible. She hid her head in your neck as a way of trying to quieten down her moans. “Don’t do that.” you whispered against her ear. “Don’t hide those lovely sounds from me.” You curled your fingers, making them hit the most pleasurable spot inside her. “I want to hear how good I make you feel.”

She couldn't hold back anymore. Nobody had ever made her feel as good as she felt now when your fingers repeatedly kept hitting her g-spot. Loud moans spilled from her mouth and you could feel how her walls clenched around your fingers.

With your thumb playing with her clit and your fingers working inside of her your hand began cramping. The angle was a bit awkward and you couldn't use the force that you wanted to.

When you attempted to move your hand into a better position Wanda's hand shot down to yours, desperately trying to keep you in place. She panicked when she felt you move, being so embarrassing close she was afraid you would stop before she was pushed over the edge. “No, please don’t stop. I haven’t finished yet. ” She said, looking up at you pleadingly.

“I know, don’t worry sweetheart.” You chuckled. “I’m just changing into a better position.” You pecked her lips, trying to reassure her further. You moved your hand so that your palm was pressed against her clit, making it easy for you to grind it against her as you yet again eased your finger in.

The act made Wanda relax and place her hand back around your neck. You picked up the pace making sure that your palm stimulated her clit at the same time. You knew she was close again from how her body started tensing. Her legs locked up around your arm and her grip tightened around you.

“Fuck you feel so good, I’m so close!” She moaned against you. “It’s okay, be a good girl and cum for me Wanda.” And she did. “Ohhhh” She let out an almost pornographic moan as her back arched and her whole body trembled. Her eyes shut tight at the utter pleasure that pulsed through her. You could feel her cum leaking out of her as you slowly brought her down from her orgasm.

“There you go, you did so good my love.” You slowly pulled your fingers out and started stroking her legs and her waist bringing her back in the moment with you. Her body slowly lowered back into the bed as she relaxed against you. You left a light trail of kisses from her shoulder up her neck and ended it with a kiss to her forehead. The mussels in her face instantly relaxed and she opened her eyes looking up at you.

“Hi” You smiled down at her. “Hi” She whispered back with a blush rising up her cheeks. “How are you feeling, are you okay?” You were afraid you maybe had taken things too far in the moment and that she would start to regret what you had done.

“Yes I’m okay, I promise. This was amazing. You are amazing.” She said as she stroked your cheek. The worry in your eyes was clear and she wanted you to know you didn’t do anything wrong. She could also feel the heat that rose to your face due to her compliment, not being used to it.

trying to hide it from her you connected your lips and dragged your tongue against her bottom one asking for entrance. Of course she granted it and swirled her tongue with yours. You took your time to just enjoy the moment and the efter bliss, only parting when air became an issue.

"Stay here I’m just gonna get a towel so I can clean you up.” She nodded and you left to go to the bathroom. When you came back with the damp towel you gently cleaned her between her legs and where you had dragged your hand as you were trying to calm her down. Wanda watched as you made sure not to leave any residue left.

When you were done you threw the towel towards the bathroom not wanting to depart from Wanda. “ Hey Wands, would you like to sleep here tonight?” Her being exhausted and on the verge of falling asleep wouldn't say no to that. “Yes please.”

You laid down besides her opening your arm allowing her to snuggle into you. Your legs ended up being tangled, your arms wrapped around each other and she used your shoulder as her pillow. “Thank you for doing this, good night.”

“Of course love.” “Ehh before you sleep, would it be okay if I took you on a proper date tomorrow?”. She tightened her grip on you and kissed your neck before whispering out “Yes I would love nothing more.” With that you both fell asleep happy and content in each other's arms.

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Thin walls ~ Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff

Summar: The tin walls makes it possible for Wanda to hear you and Natasha’s “night activities” and can’t help herself.

Paring: Natasha x reader x Wanda

Words: 707

Warnings: Smut, imagining of fucking with strap fingering and cunnilings, fingering, bad writing

Note: This was very rushed so it’s not that good and probably has plenty of errors.

When Wanda first moved in she thought she was lucky to share a floor with you and Natasha. That was before you and Natsaha got together and moved into your room, which was right next to hers. Almost everyday she could hear your “nightly activities”.

She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help listening. What surprised her was that she thought the roles in your bedroom would be different. But she was pleasantly surprised when she heard you for the first time and you were the one in control.

How you dominated Natasha for countless hours. Fucking her with your tongue fingers and strap. How Nat would whine when you kept teasing her, and how she moaned when you finally let her cum.

The more it happened the more Wanda wished to be with you. She would imagine how she could eat Nat out while you fucked her hard from behind o your cock. How you and Natasha used her as your little toy to pleasure yourself with. How it would feel to have Natasha suck on her brests while you sucked on her clit and finger her at the same time. Curling your fingers at the right time hitter her g-spot and making her cum so hard her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

And today was no different. Your voices through the wall started out as muffled and quiet but soon became loud and clear as time went on.

“Please, Mistress keep playing with my clit. I have been so good today.” Natasha was heard through the wall. “Oh, have you now?” You said in a deep teasing voice.

It turned Wanda on beyond measure when your voice changed. She had taken off her panties and started to rub the outside of her pussy before dipping two of her fingers slightly in her hole gathering arousal. Then dragging her fingers through her lips and up to her clit, circling it lightly.

“Yes, please.” It was followed directly by a loud moan meaning you granted her her wish. Helping her fantasies feel more real she would match her own pace to Natashas moans. Meaning if they stopped she would also stop, despite how annoying it could be.

When Natashas moans increased in volume Wanda increased the speed she was using to rub at her clit.

“Would you like to be filled up by your Mistress fingers too?” “Yes” “Please” Wanda and Natasha answered at the same time. Wanda was so caught up in her own fantasie she didn't register how loud she got.

Her loud moans matched Natashas as she started pumping three fingers inside her. She could feel how her walls pulsed as she continuously hit her g-spot. She was so wet she could hear her own arousal each time she pushed in and out.

“You're doing such a good job baby, being such a good girl for me.” Despite the words not meant for Wanda she took them to heart, also making her walls clench around her fingers and a knot forming in her belly. “Please can I cum Mistress? Please! I’m so close!” She felt her clit throb underneath her thumb and her walls squeezed her fingers.

“Cum!” And she did. Her eyes shut, her back arched and mouth opened in a silent scream. Cum gushed around her fingers, running down her ass and onto the sheets forming a big puddle. When her body relaxed a bit right after the peak of her orgasm she finally let a loud moan escape as the pleasure kept pulsing through her body.

Unfortunately the effect of the orgasm ended earlier then she wished and the guilt began setting in. After each time she felt guilty for her actions as she felt disgusted with herself. Quickly hopping in the shower trying to forget what happened.

On the other side of the wall you and Natasha were cuddling together enjoying the afterbliss. “How about we let her join the next time baby?” You asked in a teasing voice making Nat chuckle and bury her face deeper in your neck.

Whenever this happened Wanda always forgot one thing. If Wanda could hear them through the wall, they of course could hear her too.

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I guess your not who I thought you were. Part 2 ~ Natasha Romanoff

Summary: How will Natasha fix the thing that meant the most to her? After all she was the one to ruin it in the first place.

I recommend you read part one here first to understand this if you haven’t already.

Paring: Popular Natasha x bullied reader

Words: 1462

Warnings: Angst but with a happy ending this time. I think that’s all.

Note: I hope this is good for those who asked for a part two even if I couldn’t fulfill all your request.

She remembered the day like it was yesterday, the day she broke your heart. “I would never wear something as ugly as that, it's even uglier than you.” She regretted those words the moment she said them. The way she could see your bottom lip start to tremble and your eyes filling with tears. She could feel your heart shattering before her. She lost you, the only one she truly cared about, the only person she truly loved.

She tried everything, she tried calling, texting, even knocking on your door but you never answered. She knew of your mental state and if she hadn’t overheard Wanda talk about your school she would have thought you had done something, something stupid. Even the thought of never getting to see you again scares her to death. She will do everything to get you back, to prove to you just how much you mean to her, how much she loves you.

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Once again you listened to your phone ring as you laid in your bed, same name everyday. Each time it broke your heart a little more. Everything felt meaningless, getting up from bed was one of the hardest things you'd ever done. You were tired even though sleeping was all you did.

“I love you so much my darling. You are the most valuable thing in my life and I’ll wear this as a sign of that.” How could she lie so bluntly to your face? She made you feel like the most special girl in the world. Time after time she held you as cried, laughed and slept in her arms. Time after time she told you how much she loved and cared for you. Everything felt like a lie, maybe it was. Maybe you were just a bet made by her friends. It wouldn't surprise you, you were already the biggest joke in school. “I love you” you could hear her voice over and over again.

You were so stuck in your head you didn’t notice another person in the room until she was curled up against you, holding you in her arms.

“Hey love, you need to get up, it's been weeks since it happened.”

Wanda’s voice sounded almost like a void, which she noticed, trying to bring you back to reality by pressing you harder against her body.

“I know it has been, I just feel so paralyzed, I can't even look at my own phone without having some kind of flashback, how am I supposed to face her.” Even now you could feel your eyes blurring as Wanda tightened her grip around you.

“Well it certainly won't get better by laying her all day. So as your best friend and roommate I am making the hard decision for you and taking you back to school”

“No” “Yes” “No” “Yes, you don't get a say in this Y/N. You can not let this ruin the rest of your life” You know she had a point, you couldn’t just put your life on paus, that's not how it works.

“Fine, I’ll go.” “Yesss” Wandra spoke excitedly as she almost squeezed you to death.

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All eyes were on you, by now the whole school knew what happened between you and Natasha. You reach back for the hood on hoodie bringing it over your head trying desperately to shield yourself from prying eyes. The floor suddenly became very interesting. So interesting you didn't notice you walked right into the person you were trying to avoid and dropped all your books in the process.

“Oh god, I'm so sorry I wasn’t looking and- “ The words caught in your throat when you looked up to see who it was. While your heart told you to embrace her and try to get her back, even though you did nothing wrong, your instincts told you to run as fast as you could. You tried to do the latter but as soon as you bent down to pick up your book Natasha did the same.

“Let me help you, it was my fault anyway.” she said as she reached for the books making your hands touch at the top of the books. You quickly moved out of the way as if her touch burned your skin. The anger burned through your body as you got flashbacks of the loving feeling her touch used to bring you. “No thanks, wouldn't want you to be seen with someone like me” you said, turning to walk away as fast as you can with the books in your arms.

“Wait please Y/N” your hear behind you as she grabs your arm tight, keeping you with her. “Did you at least get my flowers?” She sounded desperate as if you actually meant something to her. And how could you forget the flowers? She sent you a beautiful bouquet of blue and purple hyacinths, the flowers signifying constancy, regret and sincerity. She had also sent a handwritten note stating how sorry she was, how much she loved me and how she was going to fix everything. But how can you fix something that is so destroyed and broken beyond repair.

“I did” you said in a strict voice glaring at her. Your tone making her heart ache more than it already was. You had never spoken to her in such a cold way and it scared her more than anything. “And?”

“And what? What do you want me to say huh? That I forgive you just like that, because you gave me flowers. That's not how it works. How could I ever trust you again after what you did?” While Natasha’s heart broke at the tears welling up in your eyes you became even more furious at the thought of Natasha seeing you cry like some weak idiot. She took the hand that you weren’t holding the books in. Softly stroking the upper part of your palm as a way to calm you down.

“Please, let me prove it to you, that you can trust me. Please, I’m begging you. You're all I have, I can't lose you”. A tear slowly rolled down her cheek. She had already experienced what it was like to lose you once and she wouldn’t survive it again. To never be able to hold you tight against her while watching a movie, never be able to hear you laugh again, never get to kiss your soft lips again or to be intimate in any way. It was a thought worse than death.

“How? How can you do that?”

“Like this” she said as you suddenly found her lips pressed against your own, her hands finding their way to your hair and jaw keeping you in place. You books falling once again to the floor at the surprise. It was like in the movies, the sound around you from other students all but forgotten, like it was just you and her. Like the whole world stopped and no one besides you and Natasha mattered in that moment. Your tears overflowing by the overwhelming feeling of finally having her lips against yours again. Unfortunately the moment ended when you pulled away filing your lunges with some much needed air. That's when you looked around and noticed everyone looking at you with a stunned look on their faces. In that moment she showed you she wasn't ashamed or afraid to show you off to anyone, fuck them and their opinions.

“Please” Her eyebrows furrowed together and you could see the look of desperation in her eyes waiting for a response from you. “I can’t forgive you right away Natasha, this is a start but it's going to take some time.” Those words gave Natasha relief, she knew she still had a chance.

“I understand and I will do anything to earn your trust back.” Her hand trails down your arm and softly squeezed your hand in reassurance. “Do you” you said as you looked deep in her eyes. “Do you really understand? You broke me Nat and it’s going to take a lot of effort to heal me again”

“I know” You could hear the regret and shame in her hushed whisper.

“But it’s worth it. You’re worth it.” And you actually believed her this time. You could see it in her facial expression and her vibrant green eyes. They're not wrong when they say that the eye is the window to your soul. “Okej, then you can continue to prove it when you pick me up for dinner today at six”. The smile spreading across her face could light up a whole room.

“I will, thank you for giving me a second chance you won't regret it”.

And she was right. You didn’t regret it, not for a moment.

Taglist: @newawakening9 @fanfictioniseverything @username2335 @yourmamacom @wizardofstories

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Masterlist

Angst=💔 Smut=💋

Natasha Romanoff

I guess you’re not who I thought you were 💔

I guess your not who I thought you were Part 2💔🤍

Interrupted meeting 💋

Wanda Maximoff

Truth or dare 💋

Elizabeth Olsen

Happy birthday 💋

Wanda Maximoff ~ Natasha Romanoff

Thin walls💋

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I guess your not who I thought you were ~Natasha Romanoff

Summary: Reader is bullied in school and Natasha asks her to tutor her. They fall in love but is their relationship really as good as reader thinks and what happens when Natasha is put in the spot?

Ps. It’s a shit summery but it will have to do.

Paring: Popular Natasha x bullied reader

Words : 1756

Warnings: ANGST , bullying- mentally and a bit physical, self hatred, eating disorder, talks of suicide, self harm, no happy ending

Note: This is my firs time writing angst so it’s not that good and it’s kinda rushed. And again English is not my first language so there may be errors and I haven’t proofread it.

It started with you tutoring her in math and in english. You were the nerdy outcast that nobody wanted to be seen around with. You’ve been bullied since you can remember and while you tried not to let the comments get to you, sometimes they just do.

“God you're so fat you should just stop eating.”

So you did. And it worked for a while, until it didn't. Every time you stepped on the scale the numbers seem to go up instead of down and your clothes still seem to sit too tight on your body. As the weeks progressed you got thinner and thinner but it was in vain, the comments didn't seem to stop.

“You could at least put on makeup, it's no wonder no one wants you.”

So you did. You bought everything your money would allow, foundation, concealer, mascara, contour, a brow pencil and blush. But it didn't matter, you knew that whatever you did it would still be in vain. You would still be the joke of the school. Everyday you hid behind the mask on your face and every time you looked in the mirror as tears streamed down your face you could see how you were slowly fading away.

God why could you never be enough. There was always something wrong with you and the more people said it the more you believed it.

“You’re such a waste of space, you should kill your self no ne wants you here anyway.”

They said as one of them bumped their shoulder into yours so hard you were pushed into a locker. Your arm ached as you could feel how tears welled up in your eyes. All eyes were on you, laughing as you ran as fast you could out of there. You could taste the saltiness of the tears upon your cheeks as you ran all the way home. It was all a blur but suddenly you were home, standing in the bathroom looking in the mirror. Your mascara smeared over your face as you tried to wipe away your tears. The longer you looked the more flaws you could see and the louder the voices in your head seemed.

“You should do it, you know they’re right.” “Your a disappointment to everyone” “Stop eating your so fat” “KIll youself” “No one wants you here anyway” “Kill yourself, do it”

“Aaahhhhhhhh, stop, stop, stop” You shouted as your knees gave out and you fell hard to the marble floor. Leaning your back against the tub you tucked your knees up to your body making you as small as possible. Resting your head on the top of your knees you finally let yourself let go.

“Please” you whispered as sobbs wrecked your body. You were so tired, so tired. When would it stop, why couldn't they just stop, you never did anything wrong. Maybe they were right, you would be doing everyone a favor anyway. You slowly lifted your head looking through your blurred vision for your razor blades. When you turned your head to the right you saw them laying in the corner of the tub. With shaky hands you slowly picked it up and brought it closer to your face, admiring it for a second.

If you found a big enough vein and made it deep enough maybe it would do the job, maybe. It was as if you were in a trance as you slowly rolled up your sleeves and brought the razor towards your arm. With a deep breath you dragged the blade in a perfectly straight line across your arm. Small pearls of blood slowly started to develop in the wound. One turned into many and the blood started to drip down on your clothes and onto the floor. That's when you seemed to wake up.

“Ahh fuck what did I do, what did I do, what did I do?” You quietly chanted over and over as you wobbly stood up and made your way to the sink. Panik set in the moment you realized the amount of blood you had lost and saw black dots in your vision for a moment. Fumbling with the first aid package in the cabinet above the sink you got out bandaids, bandages and rubbing alcohol.

Your eyes welled up again at the sting from the rubbing alcohol in the wounds blurring your vision once again. Carefully you wrapped your arm with the bandage and secured it with the band aids. Not your finest work but it worked for now. You made your way to your bedroom just wanting to sleep after the shock of what happened.

When you woke up the next day you had a text from an unknown number.

Hey I know this might be weird but I have been failing a few classes and I happen to know that you have really good grades in them and was wondering if you could help me?

-Natasha Romanoff, in your economic class.

That was almost three months ago now. Natasha was known for being the popular girl in school, always has been. You knew it could be a mistake to say yes given that she was also known as one of the school bullies. Which you knew all too well having been at the receiving ends of some of her comments. But what the hell tight, it's not like life could get worse.

And it didn't. In the beginning it was quite awkward but it wasn't that bad. As the weeks progressed you and Nastaha got closer and she asked you out. You almost couldn't believe it but you said yes and it was the best thing that had happened to you. Of course in the beginning of the relationship you were weary of her intentions because of the nature of it. But as time passed you trusted her more and started to open up about your struggles with mental health and your ED. And in return she told you about her insecurities about being out to the school because she was afraid of being treated differently.

You helped each other and you told her it was okay to keep your relationship secret when she asked. Of course it hurt to not be able to hold her hand in school and not being able to walk her to class or kiss in the hallways like everybody else. But if that was the price that came with being with her, it was worth it, she was worth it. Your small but memorable moments were what counted.

For example yesterday it was your guys six month anniversary and when you opened the door for her she stood there waiting for you with a big bouquet of flowers. She also got you your favorite chocolate and she gave you a build-a-bear with a massage saying she loved you build into it. You had set up a romantic dinner for you and put the flowers on the table. Now it was your turn to give her your gift and you were nervous as hell for her reaction.

“Ehh so you know i couldn't really afford anything fancy but i remembered how you said a few weeks ago that you liked more personal stuff. So I made you this necklace, it has both our initials and I have a matching one.” you said as you carefully handed it over to her. You couldn't even look at her because you were afraid of her reaction. The silence was defeating. Why didn't she say anything? Maybe she hated it. Maybe she thought it was ugly, I mean it was home made after all. God this was a bad idea.

“Em you don’t have to wear it-”

“No shut up I’m going to wear it forever, I love it” Your eyes looked up at her shimmering with tears. “Really” You said hopgull.

“Yes really” she put her hand under your chin and kissed your lips softly. “I love you so much my darling. You are the most valuable thing in my life and I’ll wear this as a sign of that.”

You still could not let that memory go as you wandered the halls a few days later.

You knew Natasha said she wanted to keep the relationship private because she wasn't out to the school. And while you knew that might have been true you knew now that she finally was out that the real reason was because she was ashamed. She was ashamed of you. She didn't want to be seen with you. You could hear your own heart crack when you realized that. It hurt but you knew you could get past that because she meant that much to you.

You normally wouldn't talk to her in school, per her request, but right now you didnt care as you got closer to her and her friend group. She had taken off her necklace when she showered at your house and forgot to take it with her so you were just going to give it back. In and out, a quick exchange, barely any words needed.

You could see how her friends sent you weird looks as they realized you were coming in their direction but Nat hadn't noticed you yet.

“Oh look who it is, the freak” they all laughed and Natasha turned towards you. Her eyes immediately widened and you could see the panicked expression spread on her face.

“What the hell do you want?” Came from one of her friends but you just ignored them.

“Emm N-nat you forgot this at home” you said as you slowly inched your hand closer to her showing the necklace. She watched you with a weary expression.

“And why would I want to have that” she said with a serious tone as her friends laughed at her comment and you slowly drew your hand back in shame.

“I would never wear something as ugly as that, it's even uglier than you” this time she laughed along with her friends. Your eyes filled with tears at the humiliation and hurt as you remembered her promise to you when you gave it to her.

“I guess you're not who I thought you were” was the last thing you said as you turned to run away with tears streaming down your face. Throwing the necklace towards a trash can only missing it by an inch making it fall to the floor. How stupid of you to believe she would ever want you as much as you wanted her.

Part 2 here if you want a happy ending instead

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Happy birthday ~ Elizabeth Olsen

Summary: You using the present you got Elizabeth for her birthday.

Paring: Elizabeth Olsen x reader

Word count: 618

Warnings: smut, strap-on use (Elizabeth receiving)

squirting, little mommy kink and dirty talking.

Note: Please give me tips on how I can improve my writing. English is not my first language so there may be mistakes. Hope you enjoy:)

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“Oh god baby right there!” She screamed as your strap kept hitting her g-spot with every thrust. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of your thighs rutting against the back of her own and the loud moans floating through the air. Thank God you didn't have any neighbors.

You kept your pace up as one of your hands traveled towards her clit whilst you placed soft kisses up her spine. Her clit throbbed beneath your fingers as you slowly started to rub teasing circles around it.

“Please I need more, make me cum again. Your strap feels so good inside me stretching me out.” You sped up your fingers making her back arch giving you the perfect view of her ass.

“Fuck baby you look so good like this I can feel you squeezing around my cock, are you close baby?

Between your strap fucking in to her at a harsh pase and your fingers on her clit she could fell her stomach tighten to an almost painful level. “Yes please I’m so close, please let me I cum need it!”.

She could feel your free hand traveling its way up her body only stopping to play with her tits. Pinching and pulling on her sore pink nipples until they were puffy and over sensitive. Your lips making their way up her neck sucking and nibbling with your teeth to mark her as your own. She hissed when you accidentally bit her a little too hard as the strap touched your clit at the perfect angel making it throb with need. You licked your tongue over the mark and up towards her ear. “Cum”

It was all too much. Your stap, yor fingers and your mouth on her all at the same time made her lose control and when she heard you whisper cum in her ear she let go.

“ Fuck, Fuck Mommy I’m cumming ahhh” hot liquid squirted out of her at every thrust coating both of your thighs and the bed.

“Oh God I'm cumming too baby fuckkkk”. Just the sight of her squirting made you cum. It was the hottest thing you've ever seen. You started to slow down your pace after working out both your orgasms not wanting to over stimulate her. As you carefully pulled out the soaked strap and Liz’s knees gave out and she fell on the bed panting hard.

You quickly took off the strap and tossed it to the floor making a mental note to clean it later as you carefully laid down on the bed beside Lizzie. She laid her head comfortably on your soft chest and tangled her legs with yours as you laid our arm around her holding her tight.

“Are you okay baby, do you need anything” you asked as you laid a soft kiss at the top of her head.

“I’m okay thanks though, I just want to cuddle” You could both hear and feel as she let out a tired sight as she said those words.

“Okay we’ll do that baby dont worry and happy birthday again my love”. You felt her shift as she turned her head to you showing you her big beautiful green eyes and dopey smile.

“Thank you I love you so much you have no idea”. “Hmmm I might have some idea” you said giggling watching her eyes light up at the sound. “And I love you too, to the moon and back” You pressed your soft lips against her plump ones, sighing at the feeling of hers on yours. “By the way, Mommy, what's that about?”. Her cheeks turned red as she tucked her head tightly in your neck whining out a quiet “Nothing”

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Interrupted meeting ~ Natasha Romanoff

Summary: What happens when your wife needs help releasing when you’re in a meeting?

Paring: Sub!wife!Natasha x Dom!wife!reader

Word count: 1182

Warnings: Kinda bad writing, smut, phone sex, dirty talk, fingering, mommy kink, very little degrading.

Note: This is my first post so it’s not really that good sense I have no idea of what I’m doing. And English is not my first language so there may be some spelling mistakes. Anyway hope you enjoy:)

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God it had been an exhausting day and all I wanted was to be with my wife Natasha. I couldn’t even call her because I’ve been stuck in meetings all day. Sure we were able to text but it’s just not the same. Just to be able to hear her raspy voice right now would give me the strength to go through the last meeting of the day. Unfortunately for me though, I'm gonna have to live without it.

The meeting was just about to start and people started piling into the meeting room. I could feel my phone ringing in my pocket and decided I had just enough time to answer it before the meeting.

Wifey❤️

Hi baby just wanted to tell you I miss you and I can't wait before you get home.

Me

Hi my love I miss you too. What are you up to?

Wifey❤️

I'm just laying in bed watching a movie, what about you?

Me

Well I'm just about to have another boring meeting. What movie are you watching?

Wifey❤️

Fifty shades of grey ;)

Me

Well baby have fun with that I can't talk anymore the meeting is starting. Love you and I can't wait to see you back home🥰❤️

I put my phone under my thigh so no one would see it and it wouldn't disturb the meeting. I look up only to be met with the glaring eyes of my colleague Grant. He thinks he's better than everyone and I know for a fact that he’s jealous of my wife.

I could feel my phone vibrating under my thigh several times and I could feel the eyes of the people sitting next to me. I started getting annoyed by my phone and decided to look at it under the table. I could see several texts from my wife including many attached images.

The first image was a picture of Natasha in our bed in a red see through bralette and a pair of matching panties.

The second attachment was a video in which I could see her taking off her bralette and she started to play with her breasts. Her nipples hardened as she pinched and twisted them with her thumb and pinkie. FUCK i could feel how my clit startet to throb.

Wifey❤️

I've been thinking about you all day. I miss you so much, miss you sucking and biting on my tits. I can’t wait till you get home and mark what's yours mommy.

Me

Natalia, what do you think you're doing? You know you're not allowed to touch yourself without my permission.

Wifey❤️

I'm sorry mommy, I just couldn't help myself. I just got so horney watching the movie and then I imagined it was you and me and I just couldn't stop myself.

Image attached…

I opened the image and I could see her fingers started to travel from her breasts to down towards her stomach and under her underwear. Her hand started moving in circles and…

“Y/N, would you like to share with the rest of us what is so important on your phone.” Grant said with a smug grin.

“No, I really wouldn't.”

“Then I suggest you either put your phone away or get out of the meeting.”

"Of course, I’m sorry sir.” I was just about to put my phone away when I felt it vibrate.

Wifey❤️

Please mommy I need you I need to cum! I'm so wet for you I want your fingers in my tight pussy. Please mommy I can't cum without you!

Me

Do you have any idea of how much trouble you’re in? You're such a needy little slut! Just couldn't wait until mommy got home.

My clit was throbbing and I could feel how my cunt was dripping through my underwear. I really need to get out of this meeting before I explode.

"Excuse me sir” Mr Robert locked at me annoyed.

“What now Y/N”

“I have a family emergency at home, is there any way I could get out of this meeting early?”

Mr Robert sighed “Fine you can leave now but you have to catch up on what we talked about tomorrow.”

I scramble up my computer and all my papers to leave. “ Thank you sir, I will see you all tomorrow.”

I rushed to get out the door and headed to the elevator taking me down to the garage. While I waited for the elevator to get down I decided to respond to Natasha.

Me

God, I wished I could touch you! I would fuck you so hard you would forget your own name.

Wifey❤️

Please mommy need your fingers in me. I'm so close!

I heard the elevator ding signaling I was in the garage. When the silver doors opened I headed straight towards the car. The car fortunately had tinted windows and was soundproof so no one would be able to see or hear what should come next.

I hopped in the car and locked the door, I threw my things in the backseat and got my phone out from my back pocket before I unbuttoned my pants and pulled both them and my thongs down. I decided to call Nat.

Me

Fuck baby, answer the phone when I call. I need to hear you!

On the first signal she answered and I could hear her hard and fast breathing through the phone. I slipped my hand down towards my clit and drew tight circles around it.

“Natasha,” I said. She answered by whining. Poor baby was so close she could barely talk.

I moved my fingers harder and faster over my clit and I could feel a building knot in my stomach.

“Fuck baby you’re so hot! I wish I could feel your pretty pussy clench around my fingers as I fuck in to you. Bet it’s so warm and wet just gushing for mommy. Isn't that right baby?”

Natasha whined

“Use your words if you want to cum baby” My fingers left my clit and wandered to my entrance and I pushed three fingers in. I felt my arousal dripping onto the car seat as I pumped my fingers in at a fast pace.

“Please mommy I'm so close, please let me come!” God I could feel my cunt clench around my fingers at her begging and I felt the knot in my stomach getting tighter.

“Yes, be a good girl and come with mommy. I'm gonna count to three and then you can come okey?”

“Please”

“One” I sped up my fingers and my legs started to shake. “Two” I added my thumb to stroke my clit and my whole body tensed. "Three! Ohhh fuck baby mommy’s comming!”

“Ohhh mommy” I could hear Nats legs thrashing in the sheets and I heard her moan loudly.

We stayed silent as we tried to catch our breaths.

“Thank you baby, I really needed that” I hear her say through the phone.

“Of course my love. But don't think you won't receive a punishment when I get home.”