#marvel wanda maximoff

[wandasfifthwife]

*ೃ༄ the difference between daddy!wanda & mommy!wanda

hockey coach/player! wanda x afab!reader ︎tw ͏ 𖧷 MDNI, top!wanda, bottom!reader, mentions or hints to sexual acts such as (fingering, oral (v & strap), grinding, tribbing, scissoring, strap in v), kinks such as degradation/praise, marking, exhibition ͏a/n ︎ 𖧷 inspired by this post. I WILL POST A FIC OF R CALLING W DADDY FOR THE FIRST TIME LIKE SOON!

ׂ╰┈➤ series m.list 🌷 ┈➤ wanda m.list 🌻

❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡mommy!wanda 💐

* these are the moments when she’s giving, gentle—

* it’s when R wakes up late at night, pulling on her shirt and Wanda’s turning over, half-asleep to sedate R’s neediness

* these are when she’s at practice, a hand on R’s hip as she’s talking to the kid’s parents

* it’s how she’s checking in on you often, pressing a kiss to your cheek when she notices how you’re looking down

* this is when she’s expressing her love for you, whispering how beautiful you are—all of you, mind body and soul

* it’s how she kisses you sweetly, hand on your face

* this is love confessions throughout your intimate moments

* these are moments when you’re eating her out and she’s guiding you through it, telling you how good you are for her, how lucky she is to have you

* this is when she either knows what you want, or if not she’ll ask and do everything you ask and more

* this is where if you want to control the situation, she’ll sit back and let you ride her, she’ll let you finger her—and she’ll be so kind to you

* it’s when she coos when she notices tears, wiping them from your cheeks immediately

* these are moments when she’s building you up again, helping you if you’re ever feeling down/bad about yourself or your body

* It’s small makeouts on her couch, grinning when she feels you grind on her lap and whimper so sweetly into her mouth

* this is when you can feel it mentally, you feel loved and taken care of, your heart and body feeling more confident after

* it’s when she’s bringing you water/food after, talking with you, and setting a hot bath for you to relax in after an intimate moment

fics w/ mommy!wanda —> locker room | my hands are cold, warm them?

❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡daddy!wanda 💐

* these are the moments when she’s calling the shots, demanding—

* it’s when W loses a game and takes her frustration out, roughly pulling R down on her strap

* it’s the way she slams opponents into the screened wall when she’s heard them talk about you like you’re single and open for taking

* it’s the marks she loves to leave on your skin, biting down to hear you cry out

* this is when she’s feeling cocky about how good she makes you feel, smiling at your blissful expression

* it’s when she’s calling you names, titles such as slut are used, meant to make you feel degraded

* these are moments when she can’t help herself, pushing you into some crammed space to make your eyes roll to the back of your head

* this is when she’s pushing her strap past your lips, laughing when you choke or have tears pooling in your eyes

* this is when she has a hand on your thigh, dangerously close to your cunt on purpose as she eyes down another who’s been looking at you for too long

* it’s when she’s pushing you over the edge to pull you right back in despite your little (untrue/false) statements for her to “stop”

* she doesn’t and won’t let you lead, she’s going to be pulling all the reigns

* this is when you can feel it after— legs shaky and a limp in your step

* it’s when she’s falling asleep on you after with a smile on her face, the both of you too tired to go anywhere after her drawn out ministrations on you

fics w/ daddy!wanda —> she tells me keep fucking cause she loves this shit | your jealousy is showing (on me)

[wandanatsbaby]

One more

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x female reader

Warnings: smut, enchanted strap (r receiving), breeding kink, mommy kink

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“Relax Detka” Wanda said as she ran the tip of her strap through your folds for the 3rd time that night.

What had started out as harmless teasing on your end turned into her roughly fucking you for hours. She had started with her mouth, then her fingers, then her strap.

“Just one more"she muttered and she slowly slid back into you groaning at your tightness. She had enchanted the strap so that she could feel all of you and it only seemed to make her want more.

“One more mommy” I whined as she began to pump into me quickly.

“Fuck detka. You're so tight still” as she continues to pound into you she brings a hand up to your throat gripping tightly which makes your moans grow louder.

The sound of skin slapping and your moaning was the only thing able to be heard in the room and probably the whole compound.

“Mommy!” You screech as she brings a hand down to quickly rub your clit wanting you to cum quicker. The stimulation was to much. It was almost painful.

You attempted to bring a hand down to push her away but her eyes turned red and your hands were quickly pinned above your head.

She squeezes your neck tighter and leans down to whisper in your ear.

“I told you to stay still, bunny. Don't make me punish you” whimpering at her words you feel the coil in your belly tighten

“Mommy gonna cum. Please” she down at where your bodies connect and let's out a moan watching as her cock disappears inside your tight pussy.

“Hold it just for a little longer bunny. Mommy's almost there” she moves her hand from your neck to your breast pulling and pinching your nipple and her thrusts start to get sloppy.

“Fuck cum bunny. Cum now” you cum with a loud cry of her name and only seconds later you feel a sticky substance fill you up causing you to moan louder.

Wanda watched is amazement as she pulls out and her cum begins to drip out of you. Without a second thought she pushes her cock back into you starting up her thrusts again causing you to cry from the overstimulation.

“I'm sorry bunny. I know I said that was the last one but now I have to breed you. Be a good girl and let me keep filling you up”

[aalyssah]

Calm You Down

Pairing: Milf!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Smut. Cheating, Cursing, Dildo, Fingering, Hair Pulling, Lube, Mommy Kink, Oral, (Reader Receiving), Praise, and Spitting.

Word Count: 2,006

Summary: After an argument with your boyfriend Tommy, his Mom comes in to help you feel better.

A/N: No disrespect to Tommy, he just had to be the victim in this story. Hope You Enjoy!

The tension instantly grew thick in the living room as you and Tommy walked through the door. Y'all have been arguing for about 15 minutes in the car after deciding to go out on a small date.

The waitress was doing nothing, but flirting with him and he seemed to flirt back as if you weren't there on a date. "You were flirting with her and you know it!" You yelled, slamming the door behind you.

Tommy let out a frustrated sigh, his hand running across his face. "I wasn't flirting with her! Don't be mad at me because of your insecurities." Your mouth dropped open, a scoff following after it. "My insecurities? I'm not the one flirting with another person while their partner is sitting right in front of them!" You yelled.

You didn't even realize that your voice was getting that loud until Tommy's Mom, Wanda entered the room with a confused look. "Woah, what's all this yelling out here?" Wanda's calm voice asked. You whipped around, feeling all anger slowly disappear as you saw what she was wearing.

She wore a nice baby pink silk robe, the obvious matching bra and pants set almost see-through.

“Y/n’s being jealous because apparently I was 'flirting with the waitress' at the restaurant we went to." The thoughts of Wanda disappeared as you snapped back to the argument. "He was flirting with her. She even left her number in the recipient and you put it in your pocket! You don't ever keep restaurant recipients!" Tommy closed his eyes.

He was trying to calm himself down, but you were really pushing him. "I'm so done with you! When you wanna stop being insecure, come back to me, but until then, don't think about texting or calling me!" Tommy ended his sentence, grabbing his car keys, and slamming the door, pictures of his family on the wall shaking slightly from the force.

It was now quiet in the room as you stood there, tears falling from your eyes. You know he didn't break up with you, otherwise he would've flat out said that, but it still hurt.

Your small sniffles were the only thing heard in the room until Wanda’s voice spoke. "Detka, you can stay here if you want." (Baby) You slowly turned around to her, your teary eyes making her heart hurt. "Oh no, I don't wanna be a bother, and Tommy already said it. He doesn't want me here until I get my act together. Imma just go home."

You started to walk towards the door, but Wanda took small, quick steps, gently grabbing your wrist. "Detka, please stay. I'll help you calm down, come on." This time you didn't protest as Wanda took you to her room, carefully setting you on her bed. She pulled you into her chest, letting you cry in her arms.

You and Tommy don't argue often especially not in front of his Mom, so her seeing that made you feel like such a bad girlfriend. "I-I'm sorry about that." You sniffled, wiping your nose. Wanda's eyebrows scrunched down, reaching over to her nightstand and grabbing a tissue.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Everyone has their arguments, it I just hate seeing you cry. You're way too pretty to be crying like this. Such a pretty girl." Wanda praise, her soft fingers wiping the tears from your eyes. You looked up at her, a small pout in your lips.

You looked so adorable to her. She can't believe she has you in her room, on her bed, and she's gonna make sure it stays that way.

Her hand carefully trailed down your body, her hands stopping at your chest, gently gripping your clothed breasts. You gasped, jumping in her hold. "M-Ms Maximoff-" Wanda quickly quieted you, her index finger coming to your lips. "It's Mommy."

That one word had you squeezing your thighs and Wanda noticed, a small smirk coming to her lips. Her hand carefully pulled your top down, her smile growing even wider at the sight of your chest.

You quickly covered yourself up, scooting away from her. "Ms- Momm- Wanda, this is wrong!" Your stuttering on names made Wanda laugh loudly.

You looked so scared, so nervous you'll get caught. "I know baby, but I can't resist you. The way Tommy treats you is terrible, and I think you just need to calm down and have some fun." You thought about it for a moment and realized she was right.

Sometimes Tommy treats you wrongly and you see the way Wanda looks at you, but you're not innocent either. The thoughts you have of her at night while sleeping next to Tommy, the thoughts you have of her when having sex with her son is terrible. Sometimes you wish it was her.

“I can hear your thoughts, Y/n. I know what you think of me, so don't sit here and try to act like the good girl in this situation. You want this just as much as I do." You were so distracted by her words that you didn't see the red spirals spinning around you.

Then, it was like a switch flipped on you as you obeyed her. "I know, I want you so bad, Mommy." Wanda smiled sweetly, pushing you on your back. "I know you do, moya lyubov, just let me have a taste of you first." (my love) She said, her hands making quick work to pull your pants down

She gasped as she saw your white panties, a small bow tied in the front. "So cute." She muttered, snapping her fingers. You were naked now, the cool air making you shiver.

Your nipples became erect as Wanda's hands reached up to play with them. She pinched one, a whine coming from you. "Mommy, please-" Wanda knew what you were pleading for. You wanted her to touch you, to play with you.

Wanda widely spread your legs, the sight of your cunt, making her moan. "You look so pretty like this." You looked down, watching as she leaned down and licked from your hole to your clit. You moaned, body jumping slightly at the feeling of her warm tongue.

She then tested the water, pushing two fingers inside, seeing how deep they went. Wanda practically groaned seeing the way your cunt sucked up her fingers. When she pulled them out, her eyes darkened at the wetness of your juices on her fingers.

They were drenched!

Wanda was quick to pop them in her mouth, a moan spilling from her lips. "Oh fuck, you taste so good, baby." Wanda said, leaning down and instantly sucking on your clit. You let out a pathetic cry, back arching slightly. "Wanda-" You mewled, hands gripping the sheets.

You wouldn't dare stop her and by the sounds of her down between your legs, you don't think she'll stop either. She was licking and slurping your cunt, groaning, and muttering incomprehensible babbles.

She pulled back from you, a trail of her saliva hanging in the air as she pushed a finger deep inside you. She pushed and pulled at it, watching your face change into different stages of pleasure. Your head was thrown back, eyes closed, and mouth wide open.

It was all taken away when Wanda pulled back, your whines filling the room. "W-Wanda? Mommy, w-why did you-" You didn't get to finish your sentence as you cut yourself off seeing Wanda get up and go to the closet.

She soon came out with a red dildo in hand, wiggling it as you watched with big eyes. "What? Never seen a cock this big?" She teased, thinking back to her son.

Yes, Wanda loves her son, but the way he treats you is awful, and he doesn't deserve someone as good as you. It was obvious the waitress was flirting with Tommy and instead of comforting you, he encouraged it. That was the biggest mistake he could ever make

"Stay still for me." Wanda ordered, grabbing some lube from her dresser. You watched as she squirted some lube on her finger before rubbing it over the dildo, getting it nice and shiny.

She stroked it as if it was a real cock, biting her pink lips seductively while staring at your naked form. "I would've fucked you, but my harness isn't with me right now." She pouted, rubbing circles with the tip of the dildo around your entrance.

“And since I put lube on this, it should just... slide right in." Just as she said that, she pushed the head of the dildo at your hole, letting it easily slide deep in you. You gasped at this feeling.

This felt different compared to her long fingers.

You felt fuller.

Wanda began to slowly push the dildo in and out, a smile coming to her face. She knew you'd be such a good girl for her. You let out small moans, looking down, watching as the dildo disappeared in you. "That feel good, yeah baby?" You nodded your head while whining as she continued the pace.

You gently bucked your hips, attempting to meet the small pushing of the dildo, and Wanda allowed that. You deserved nothing, but pleasure, especially after the huge argument you just went through.

Her thumb came to your clit, playfully rolling it, causing you to clench down in the rubber. "Fuck- mommy!" You cried out, gripping the dark red bed sheets. Wanda's eyes grew darker at the title, increasing the pace.

She wishes she had her harness so she could physically fuck you. About 2 weeks ago Wanda had bought a harness for her strap on, planning to finally get you in her bed, but her best friend, Natasha, needed it, so she generously handed it over, but now she regretted it.

Your legs began to slowly close, the pleasure getting too much for you. To be honest, Tommy isn't very nice when it comes to sex. He's all about him, a couple of thrusts and done, but right now Wanda's giving you body that attention you've wanted and needed.

Wanda quickly took notice, and harshly pushed your legs apart. "Keep your legs open for me. Need to see your pretty, pretty cunt." Wanda said, leaning down and slowly licking your clit. You both moaned in sync, Wanda moaning from the taste of your sweet juices. With the dildo and her mouth all on your cunt, your release was coming soon.

Desperately, you bucked your hips forward, meeting the thrusts of the dildo. "That's it, move those hips faster, love." Wanda encouraged you. Your moans grew louder as the sounds of your wet pussy were made known in the air.

“I- I'm gonna- cum." You whined, body shaking slightly. Wanda was smiling big, watching as your eyes rolled back and legs shook. She watched very carefully, taking in your facial expressions as you came.

You looked so beautiful.

She guided you from your high, slowly pushing the dildo in and out of you before pulling out. Your cum dripped out your cunt, a glob falling onto her sheets. Wanda was quick to scoop the cum up and bring it to her mouth, a satisfied moan coming from her at the taste of your release.

You didn't see that part, too busy trying to recover from your high, but you did see her popping the dildo in her mouth, sucking the cum off it. That made you whine, clenching down on air.

Wanda lightly chuckled, putting the dildo on her nightstand and scooting closer to your tired, fucked out body. "You did so good for me, moya lyubov.” (my love) She praised you, running a hand through your hair, and lightly scratching your scalp with her long nails.

You let out a sigh, closing your eyes slowly. Wanda felt happy that she was able to calm you down and now that she had you where she wanted, she was gonna make sure you stayed with her forever, and away from the man she calls her son.

[kitmoas]

Darkest Little Paradise

Summary: Wanda will always reward you for good behavior

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Genre: Fluffy Smut

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Mommy Kink, Lactation Kink, Cum-Filled Strap-On Use (Wanda receiving), Slight Breeding Kink, Somnophilia, Magic Use, Dark Fic (alludes to kidnapping, dark power use, etc) *Let me know if I missed anything*

***MINORS DNI*** ***18+***

A/N: hiiiiiiiiiii SO this first chapter is for @maximotts birthday ☺️ for alll the feral smutty Wanda thoughts we share, heres a nice little thought. **also, ignore any mistakes this was edited way too late at night and too early this morning**

This is a dark fic, and the first chapter of a new Dark Mommy!Scarlet Witch AU.

Wretched Dreamscapes AU

The sounds of laughter and pans banging wake you, the soft sun rays peeking through the curtains warm your face as you stretch. The pout that forms on your face is subconscious, knowing you missed out on sleepy morning cuddles. Rubbing at your eyes you try your hardest to wake up as quickly as possible.

Rolling slowly out of bed takes a lot of effort but when you hear the tell-tale sign of little footsteps sprinting up the stairs, and puppy nails tapping against the wood, you can’t help but smile as you wait for them to run into your room. 

The heavy wooden door is pushed open and a whirlwind of chaos enters your room, excited screaming and speed running messes up the everything within seconds. Sighing, you roll your eyes teasingly as you teleport out of the room, your tail the last thing seen by the energetic kids as it waves goodbye to them. You land on the counter next to Wanda, who just glares at you for once again landing too close to the stove top. 

Shrugging you just settle to watch her magic take over finishing breakfast as she comes to stand between your legs. “Good morning, my love” The witch cups your face gently, smoky tipped fingers wiggling slowly near your temple as faint ruby mist seeps into your mind. She’s leaning in to kiss the tip of your nose when she sees no trace of doubt in the family, gleeful that you are finally coming to terms with your new home even if it’s still being aided by her magic. 

You lean in to Wanda, letting your face find its home in her neck. Wiggling as close as possible to her, knowing what comes next makes you pout some. “Morning Mommy.” The sound of the twins running back downstairs is approaching you quickly. “Can you do the thing before they get here?” You feel the crimson mist consume your precious tail, swallowing it whole until it no longer seemingly exists. You know without even looking in a mirror that your skin is no longer tinted blue. Pulling away from the witch the frown that forms on your face is pathetic as you can feel the ghost tail, flicking in agitation. 

The dripping ink color disappears from her fingers as the boys come running in, stopping directly in front of you. Holding their ipads and listening to you rattle off the rules once more as Wanda watches with a fond smile. No power usage unless permitted by you, hold hands with each other at all times, buddy system, and no trying to get near any of the animals. 

With the boys excitedly dragging you off of the counter, their mom barely has time to wave their breakfast into their bags. After she checks the car for the backpack you packed last night, filled with snacks and emergency items, the four of you are off to the zoo. The puppy finally settles in his bed in the house, sleeping in the rare silence that fills the house.

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Wanda looks worried as she grips your hand tightly, eyes stuck on the boys as they run towards the otter enclosure. She had put them in bright clothing, and told them again they had to hold hands the entire day if they wanted a treat from the gift store. The two of you were trailing behind, carrying all the snacks and drinks in the backpack securely settled on your shoulders. “They are okay Wiggly Woo, I promise. We’ve been practicing all week for this, the boys know how to act.” 

You watch as she exhales slowly, trying to cut her anxiety as she watches the twins lean against the glass to stare at the otters swimming. The moment she’s in arms reach of them you can see her relax, settling her hand in Tommy’s hair. Combing through the longer strands she leans down to look through the glass, giggling some as she listens to the excitable boy make up a story about the family. 

Billy is tugging at your arm, pointing out one of the baby otters that just slipped out of the water. “Did you know that the fur on those buddies is completely waterproof?” You let the boy drag you around and you answer all the questions he has, giving him any fun facts you can about each and every animal. Looking over to where Tommy and Wanda were standing just a few feet over, you watch with fond eyes as he uses his hands to explain whatever story he has made up about the life of each animal. 

It’s almost two in the afternoon when the twins start asking for lunch so you start the trek towards the food court. Tommy is running circles around you, hyping everyone up about all the random things you can eat when there’s just so many options. You had handed the backpack to Wanda when Billy dramatically stated that he was so hungry that he couldn’t walk anymore, so he was happily on your back pointing out things now that he was taller. 

The mini telepath yelps loudly but it’s just a little too late as he watches his twin run directly into an older man. You watch as Wanda’s eyes flash red, subtle black steam falling from her fingers as she loses control momentarily. She’s tugging Tommy into her side, an arm outstretched in front of him. Making sure Billy is secure on your back, you step in front of the other two looking the angry man directly in the eyes. Every time he tries to look around you, you move into his eyesight. “Sir, he’s just a kid. It’s the zoo, you should be aware of tiny humans running around.” Something in you yells at you to be ready, a gut feeling. Sliding the boy off your back you stand directly in front of the three Maximoffs, hands stiff and at your side as you glare at the man.”Don’t do anything stupid.” 

Before you can even finish the sentence the guy is thrusting an orange glowing dagger at you, but you just smile letting him try to stab you as you absorb the psionic energy. The orange glow travels through your body causing your eyes to flash a bright purple momentarily before you quirk an eyebrow at him. “Now, you can try that again and I’ll have to embarrass you in front of everyone at this lovely zoo. That sounds fun to me but I also don’t want to have to ruin some kids’ days so how about you turn around and get over the fact that a little kid ran into you. Learn to control your powers and your anger, you’re an adult.” Your tone is mocking as you reprimand this stranger for being so immature, and it’s as simple as that as he suddenly turns and stomps away. 

Wanda and the boys are attaching themselves to you immediately, making sure you’re okay and thanking you but you just smile and urge them to continue the walk to the food court. After getting trays of food the boys are immersed in some television show as they eat giving their mother a moment to lean closer to you. “You did amazing and you really showed the boys control.” Your smile is radiating as you wiggle some in your seat, the praise warming your body. 

The rest of the day Wanda doesn’t let the boys out of arms length, holding both of their hands as you walk just a step behind them. You know they had an amazing time, spoiling them by buying them whatever they want from the gift store. The ginger offers to drive home and the boys plead for you to sit in the back with them. It’s only twenty minutes into the drive home when the witch looks back, even with the television blaring the three of you are passed out. 

She chuckles but her mind drifts back to the man that attacked you. Her perfect world and someone has already tried to hurt them, and with powers nonetheless. Gnawing at her lip she allows her astral form to manifest in the passenger seat, the Scarlet Witch searching the Darkhold as she finishes the drive home. Wanda would find a way to get rid of all threats, even those that didn’t know who her family was. 

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Half asleep laying out on the bed is where Wanda finds you after putting the boys to sleep, a gentle smile spreads across her face as she crawls over to you. You’re wearing nothing but an oversized tank top. She settles herself on top of you, rubbing your stomach slowly, as she watches you struggle to open your eyes. “Come on my pet, it’s time to wake up for your reward.” 

Blinking against the bright light coming from the few lamps scattered around the room, the weight of the ginger on top of you drags your attention towards her. She’s wearing a thin light gray button up shirt, her breasts are prominently on display with only one button done. She chuckles as your mouth already starts moving, subsciously as your eyes glaze over. Your hands are moving without you realizing, gripping her hips as you try to sit up underneath her. 

Her eyes glowing a subtle red as she just smiles mockingly down at you, eyebrows creasing as she shakes her head. “Oh, my dumb little baby thought she would be in charge tonight? Just cause I said reward? That’s so cute, your stupid brain wouldn’t even know where to begin without Mommy showing you the way. You don’t have to act all big and bad around me, little one.” Your hands are forced down onto the bed, entirely too gentle magic trapping them there. 

The room flashes bright red, as a hex travels quickly throughout the house, her black tipped fingers and your tail finally being freed after a long day of being suppressed. Your blue hued skin reappearing slowly causing a loving smile to form on her face. The entire house is covered in an ominous scarlet haze but it just makes you feel safe, and she’s mumbling that she doesn’t want any interruptions. 

Forcing two of her raven tinted digits into your mouth, past your teeth and slightly down your throat, Wanda sneers down at you. A low chuckle falls from her lips when you immediately start sucking, jaw working to take as much of her fingers as possible. Her free hand cups your face, tapping slowly against your temple as small wisps of magic leaks into your mind. “That’s my good girl, no need to fight anymore. I got you, Mommy’s got you.” She watches with a delighted smile as your eyes start to glaze over. 

She lets her favorite strap magically appear around your hips, biting her lip in anticipation. You don’t even flinch, too hyper focused on the task at hand. “My brainless little princess , do you want to make Mommy happy? Make her feel super good?” 

You’re nodding quickly, almost too aggressively that you make her fingers slip out of your mouth. Whining you try to follow her hand as Wanda wipes the trail of drool on your chest, your tail whips out trying to grab onto her wrist but with a lazy wave of her fingers it’s pushed into the comforter. “Nuh uh, that pretty little tail will be used later.” 

Watching you lean up on your elbows as the Scarlet witch starts sinking down on the strap. The magic holding you down makes you whine, knowing that if you try to move without permission it’ll end your reward before it can truly start. The breathy moan that tumbles from her lips makes your hips jerk, causing the ginger to sink the rest of the way down the strap. She’s tugging you up the rest of the way, gasping as you move around so you’re stable beneath her. You let your hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer. 

The way her body moved on top of you was mesmerizing, her breasts threatening to fall out of her flimsy shirt at any moment. You tried your best to keep up with her, snapping your hips up as much as possible and trying to guide her hips. Try as you might your efforts were futile and only made the witch laugh at you, one hand tangling in your hair while the other grips your shoulder tightly. “Is my dumb little fucktoy too stupid to fuck her Mommy properly? Can’t think about anything when her cock is inside me?” The more she moves the louder the sounds of her wet pussy gets, filling the room and your senses. A whine tears through your teeth as your brain struggles to keep up.

Wanda unbuttons the solo button keeping her shirt together, and smiles as your jaw goes slack. Slowing her hips so that she’s just grinding down on you, she guides your head to her breast. Your mouth is already moving, licking lightly at the already hardened nipple. The witch flinches slightly when your sharp teeth scratch at the sensitive skin there. Threading her fingers in your messy hair the ginger grips lightly as she feels you start sucking, biting her lip when she feels the beginning of the warm tingly sensation that she’s come to love. When she first started the quest to find a universe where she could have her boys she wanted as much time as possible with them, so she thought she would need to be able to nurse them ergo the spell she now uses to calm you even on your most petulant days. 

Your whole body is moving now, trying to stay attached as Wanda starts moving on top of you again. Getting to please your Mommy was amazing and it set a low blaze of arousal through your system but it’s the feeling of her sweet milk filling your stomach that makes you drip onto the sheets. The more she moves the more milk flows into your mouth and it sadly starts dripping down your chin, a pathetic whimper muffles against her breast. 

She lets go of your hair, letting her fingers fall to her own clit as she rubs tight circles on the hardened bud. Slowing back down as she rolls her eyes at you, “Such a messy little slut, wasting all of my milk like an ungrateful brat.” Your tail slides up your body, wrapping around her thigh before pushing her own hand away from herself. The triangular tip practically vibrating on her clit makes her moan appreciatively as she urges you to the other breast. 

The coil in Wanda’s stomach is tightening but she can tell you’re starting to get sleepy, your mouth struggling to keep up with the flow from her breast. She cups your jaw, and your sleepy unfocused eyes look up at her through your lashes and it’s the fog that fills your usually clear bright gaze that just almost pushes her over the edge. Hips bucking wildly on top of you makes you lose connection to her breast and a desperate whine as you desperately try to get it back, but she slams you back onto your back. The witch selfishly rides your cock as she chases her orgasm. “Lay still and let Mommy use you.” Her usual belittling is less scary, even as her eyes flash crimson, when her voice trails off in broken moans and grunts. 

In her haste to reach her own high Wanda forgets about your tail. It struggles out from under you before it wraps around the witch, using it to force her to bounce harder on your strap. 

“Do you want to cum in Mommy? Fill her cunt like you own it?” Her voice is strained as she holds off her orgasm as long as possible.The moment your hips are bucking under hers, sloppy and uncontrollable, she stumbles over the edge. The chants of please falling from your lips like a prayer as your strap shoots cum into Wanda, your arousal peaking realizing that your witch used your cum-no matter how fake- to get off. As she rides out her high the magic holding you down lightens until you can shakily sit back up. 

You can tell your close, even though she hasn’t touched you once, the damp spot beneath you is a clear giveaway. Her hands are shaky as she reaches out to your face, thumb smoothing over the frustrated pout she finds there. Leading you back to her breasts, now littered with dribbles of white, she lets you lap them up before urging you to take her leaking bud back into your mouth. Letting the gentle tugging pull a relaxed sigh from her lips, Wanda lets herself bask in the gradual pleasure build as crimson tendrils leak down your body. 

Her magic fills you easily, stretching you immediately and dragging a whine from your throat. She knows you’re close, the feeling of your thighs shaking below her is encouraging. The red fog filling you can feel how tight you are, vibrating against your neglected clit as it spills out of you. 

Wanda starts moving slowly on top of you again, the sleepy suckling causing the heat in her stomach to be too much. She can feel you start slipping from your breast so she wraps her arm around your shoulders, pressing you back to the bud. “Come on little one, Mommy knows you want to be a good girl and drink all her milk.” A sleepy mumble leaves your lips, vibrating around her sensitive nipple, as you blink heavily up at her. “I know detka, but you have to cum for me at least once. You were so good today, keeping us all safe and protected. You can give Mommy just one to me before you fall asleep.” Her sweet tone sends a shiver down your spine and makes you clench around the growing magic instead of you, pushing you to dangle over the edge. 

Your tail is flicking erratically, whistling as it cuts through the air. Muffled moans send tremors of arousal through the ginger’s body as you struggle to keep your eyes open as you're being dragged over the edge. “That’s right Malyshka, Mommy’s got you.” The taut coil in your stomach cracks, shattering and breaking almost gently as Wanda’s magic spreads through your body. Her eyes are glowing a soft ruby, watching as her magic streams from your pores and your sleepy body struggles to manipulate it. A smirk spreads across her face as she watches your tail spasms, the only true indication of you riding out your high in your sleepy state. 

She lets you slowly lay back down, aided by her magic, as she grinds down with more purpose. The surge of power she holds over you pushes her towards her second orgasm. Your mumbling out thank yous, and your adoration of Wanda, as you let the darkness of sleep take you. The spark of pride and arrogance only makes the witch gush around the strap still attached to your hips. 

Watching your chest rise and fall slowly as the remainder of her magic flowing out of you, unused, strokes Wanda’s ego just right. Her movements above you are getting more aggressive as she loses herself in her selfish race towards her orgasm, the leftover magic in you keeping you asleep as her moans get louder. Your eyebrows crease, eyes fluttering about as you dream, and the complete trust you put in her even as her chaos poisons you makes the witch fall over the edge. 

[lynngifs909]

Wanda Maximoff in Universe 838.

Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff.

Multiverse of madness (2022) Dir by. Sam Rami.

[milkytheholy1]

Are you happy?

Wanda Maximoff x FReader

Minor spoilers for Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

Ultimate Masterlist. Marvel Masterlist.

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"C'mon, mom, join us!" Billy begged, him and his brother were tugging on Wanda's arm; forcing her to join them on the couch. She sent you a look of help, eyes desperate but you knew she was only joking.

"Help me~" she mouthed out with a smile, you simply shook your head and laughed, "Sorry, it's out of my hands." you shrugged. You stood back in the kitchen, stirring a small bowl of ice cream, a fleeting smile on your lips. Just this morning you were laughing with your neighbour Ralph about the cats constantly crushing the tulips in his garden, though you caught the true perpetrator seconds later.

Or more accurately, perpetrators. Plural.

A football (soccer) came tumbling over the flowers, crushing them completely by force. Ralph almost blew a gasket, growing red in the face and nearly tearing his newspaper. Billy and Tommy soon came running over, their faces filled with apology "Ooooh, my bad." Tommy muttered out.

You pointed a glare at them both, trying your hardest to look annoyed, "Boys, what do we say?" They both sighed, looking down before meeting the eyes of Ralph, "We're sorry, Mr Bonner."

"We didn't mean to, Tommy just kicked the ball too hard." Billy confessed earning a jab from Tommy, "Dude!" looks like Billy had just ratted his brother out. Ralph sighed, waving the two boys off, "Water under the bridge, boys."

The pair dashed away back inside, taking their tulip crusher with them. Ralph let out a small chuckle, old eyes crinkling with a smile, "I'll never understand how you and Wanda deal with them."

"Aw, they're not too bad, Ralph." you started moving back into the house, hearing Wanda with a grumpy tone could only mean she had caught wind of the boys' accident. And a grumpy Wanda meant a grumpy household.

"Same time again tomorrow?" you asked Ralph, to which he nodded "See you then, my dear." he then hobbled away to his own home. When you had entered your beautiful home, you were just nearing the end of Wanda's rant to the boys.

"How about some ice cream?" you suggested to lighten the mood, although Wanda disapproved at first she eventually came around and that's what led you to this moment. Watching her with the boys, sat on the couch with a bowl of strawberry ice cream in her hands. You had never seen her smile so wide, never seen her laugh so loud.

You were so happy, you don't think anything could ruin this moment.

"Hey, (Y/N), my beautiful wife, could you get that extra cosy blanket from upstairs. I think it's on our bed?" Wanda asked, tilting her head backwards to catch your eyes. The boys were bouncing beside her, no doubt on a sugar high, you beamed, "Of course, my darling."

You charted upstairs, going off to your shared bedroom where, of course, there was no blanket. You began lifting up the bedding, even looking under the bed but nothing.

"'On the bed' she said, on the bed my ass." you huffed out. Just as you opened the closest door a loud bang erupted from downstairs, then screaming...it sounded like...THE BOYS!

You dashed downstairs, possibly faster than the speed of light; what you saw you couldn't comprehend. There was a large hole - or maybe portal - besides your t.v, the couch had been flung to the other side of the room along with some toys and the carpet. 

The boys were hiding behind the railing of the stairs, whimpering. A woman was crawling towards them, she perched on the last step trying to reach them, but she was hesitant. The woman looked recognisable, just enough. The ginger looks were something you hadn't seen for a long time, but you knew it was her.

"Wanda?" you all but muttered out, tilting your head in confusion. She turned to you with red eyes and tear-stained cheeks, she left the boys, eyes solely on you as you took another step down.

That was Wanda alright, just not your Wanda. You noted her black fingertips, the chard ends of her cape, the cuts and scrapes along her skin. The more you descended the stairs, the more Wanda broke on the inside just from seeing you. She tried to make a move toward you, but you took a protective step back, making yourself taller than her in the process. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you could faintly see the shape of another body lying on the ground, taking a quick glance you caught your Wanda. She was batted and bruised, a small cut was gushing blood from her forehead. You felt your insides burn, if you weren't already on high alert just from seeing this woman in your home then you definitely were now.

There was an emotion on this other Wanda's face that you couldn't quite grasp, something between anxiety and heartbreak. A soft whimper brought you back into reality, your sons were cowering away from her, they were scared and that made you angry. 

You turned back to Wanda with a glare, "Whoever you are, stay the hell away from my family." Your hands lit up, blades of light being your only weapon to stop her. It was your power, after all, manipulating light, bending it to your will. 

This other Wanda had begun crying, arms stretching out to you then coiling back in around her chest, "No, I-I'm your wife...it's me, p-please." she was begging. You took more steps down the stairs until you stood in front of her, the blades you carried creating a yellow aura around you both. Only mere inches away from her, you looked her up and down with hate "You're not my wife, you're a monster."

The other Wanda stepped back, wounded by your words. She repeatedly shook her head, eyes glowing red once more. You stood in front of the boys, protecting them with every last ounce of your life; if it came to that.

"No," Wanda growled out, her hands grew red, a much deeper colour than her eyes. Suddenly your body felt encapsulated, unable to move a single muscle. The boys' pleas fell on deaf ears as you were thrown against a wall, your body forcing itself through to the kitchen.

By now, your actual wife, your Wanda had regained consciousness. She stood on wobbly legs, looking towards you with a gasp. Billy and Tommy sprinted to her side, soon moving to you when their mother went to fight. 

"You can't make them love you." her voice rung out, she wasn't just angry anymore, she was enraged. How dare someone come after her family, after all she had been through.

"I've done it before," the other Wanda huffed out, her voice echoing with darkness; there was almost something cold and lifeless about her tone.

"That wasn't real love." by now you stood by your wife's side, she was almost surprised to see you up so quickly. The other Wanda looked to you, tilting her head and emphasising that begging tone again, "Please, I can be just like her...if not better." 

You shook your head, shooting your hand towards the ground as another blade of light formed "You won't have her love."

The other Wanda stopped, her eyes returning back to their normal colour, her hands no longer glowing blood red. She looked back to Billy and Tommy, the fear in their eyes was something she never wanted to see. She then looked towards you, even though you hid it well, Wanda could still see you were scared.

Wanda crumbled to the ground and began to cry, red mist flowing from under her as her knees hit the ground. You approached this other Wanda with caution, still holding the light blade with care. You took her chin into your hands, showing a small sign of sympathy "You can't force people to love you, Wanda. I can't imagine what you lost to get you to this point, but you have to look around and question, was it worth it?"

No matter how she looked or what she did, she was still a Wanda. The way you saw it, this was still your wife, your wife Wanda. On your wedding day, you had promised to love Wanda no matter what, and today it appeared this was the no matter what.

"I-I don't have anyone, I'm alone." she closed her eyes, fresh tears falling down her cheeks. You rubbed them away with the tip of your thumb, "You're never alone, Wanda. No matter what multiverse you're from, I will always love you."

More tears began to fall, and that's when you saw the girl through the portal. She looked equally, if not more, scared than you. You could see the cuts on her face, see the damage in the background. You then looked to the Wanda beneath you.

She was covered in blood and knowing her strength, it wasn't her own. You could smell the fire, she stunk of smoke and ashes. This may have been a Wanda, but you couldn't excuse what she had done.

"But this isn't your home," you continued in a whisper, her eyes fluttered open, pleading with you, "Only good people can be loved." you let go of her chin, stepping away from her to return back to your family. Wanda caught her doppelganger's eyes, she saw the way your hands intertwined the moment you were close enough. 

That's when it all started to make sense to her, this wasn't what she wanted. She wanted her family, she never wanted to be apart from them and yet here she was...destroying a family, her family. Wanda supposed she'd never be able to sleep again, only being able to picture the faces of her children as they stared at her in fear.

Wanda stood from the ground, nodding her head slowly, keeping her gaze on the ground. She walked back to the star-shaped portal and left, the whole thing collapsing in on itself and leaving your world dark.

Wanda stood beside America Chavez, wiping away the tears like they were nothing. Memories of old came to her, times before and after Westview. The moment the two of you first met at the Avenger's tower, or when you challenged her to a game of pool and cheated...Even your first date.

She held back the smile, knowing the fate that was presented to you, presented to her. She shook the memories away, staring up at the looming throne, it called to her.

"I know what I have to do."

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

A halloween nightmare

summary: You were being escorted home by some police officers because you were covered in blood, I mean it's halloween, why are people surprised?

Luckily your favourite witches are there to greet you and indulge you

Warnings: mentions of blood 18+ minors DNI

You didn’t know why people were staring at you, wasn’t it October? The Halloween month, being covered in blood shouldn’t be a new or strange thing

Some men approached you cautiously and you offered them a reassuring smile “do you need something officers?” You asked them “may we ask what you’re covered in blood ma’am?”

You laughed “it’s Halloween! I’m on my way back home from a party, I promise not to scare any children on my way home”

The men looked between each other and then back at you “we should escort you home, make sure you don’t do anything to hurt yourself”

You shrugged “of course officers I understand, well let’s get going! My girlfriends texted me a picture of them in lingerie so you know it’s going to be a good night!” You pushed through the pair of them giggling at their shocked expressions

When you finally reached home you bid the men a farewell and quickly entered the house sighing happily “well! Apparently being covered in blood at Halloween isn’t normal, which is strange”

Wanda appeared from the kitchen smiling at your return but quickly frowned realising just how much blood you were covered in “Y/n what the fuck have you done!?”

You pushed away from the wall “princess we’ve been through this, Halloween is the only month I can freely kill humans without any repercussions”

Wanda sighed as you wrapped her into a hug “just please be careful, I don’t want anything bad happening to you” she whispered into your ear placing a kiss there “you’re so cute worrying my love, now where’s Scar?”

Wanda pulled away questionably “why?”

You shrugged “She lets me feed from her every now and then”

“Oh…why didn’t you ask me?” You sat down bringing the mopey redhead with you “my love, you know I drink from Scar because she can handle it, but you are my sweet princess who needs to be treated like such”

Wanda was surprised “you can drink from me detka I can take it!” She demanded making you laugh “no you can't, but if you behave you might get some neck bites”

Your lips moved to her neck softly kissing the spot before baring your fangs scratching the skin hearing Wanda whimper “wait wait” you pulled away giving her a knowing look “I knew it, sorry hone-“

“No no it’s fine! I just-I just-“ Wanda was rambling and it was adorable, of course you wanted to drink from her, the sounds you could pull from her, you were getting hot just thinking about it “Okh moya lyubov I want you to pull those special sounds from me, but maybe stick to Scarlet” she finished the sentence sadly and you kissed her cheek

“I love you Wands, but this blood is starting to stick and I’m getting hungry again, that human I killed before made himself stringy from running away”

Just then the witch you were looking for appeared in the room “well well what a pretty hot sight, I never tire of seeing you both like this, I prefer you both naked though” Scarlet plopped herself down onto the couch kissing Wanda then you “so not that I don’t love you covered in blood but you’re staining the couch”

Wanda reluctantly removed herself from your lap but your hands remained on her body “you can stay princess”

Wanda sent you a smile “it’s okay babe, I’ll go and pick up dinner”

“Ooh how about pizza!” Scar piped up “we’ve had pizza four nights in a row, are you pregnant?” You joked and the redhead rolled her eyes “not unless either of you are magically able to impregnate me, not that you don’t try, my back is killing me”

“What are you? An old woman?” you laughed but the redhead just smirked "says the 1000 year old demon"

That stopped you laughing and you're sure if you could blush you would be "just-just stay there so I can drink from you"

Scarlet laughed when you near enough dived into her neck biting the same spot you always do the delicious red liquid satisfying you immediately.

"Mmh krasivaya devushka not so hard, it still stings a little" Scarlet adjusted you both so you were straddling her and she was hugging you leaning her head back.

Wanda looked up from her phone after she'd placed the order for pizza and sighed, it was missed by you but Scarlet heard it "Wands I'm sorry she doesn't want to drink from you, but it does hurt"

Wanda laughed shaking her head "no no it's fine it's silly, I still sleep with her so its not too bad"

"That's it Wands, keep your head held high" she laughed, Wanda flipping her off in return

You reached your hand out behind you for Wanda to take which she happily did, you then reluctantly removed your head from the witch's neck "sit next to me Wands, I'll give you another go in a minute"

"Wow so romantic" Wanda sat down again still holding your hand while you continued on Scar's neck.

A few minutes later Scarlet had to push you away "princess I'm getting light headed, drink from Wanda for a bit"

"You're always so moody after I drink from you" you moved away from your moody witch and pulled your sweet brunette back into your lap "okay are you ready?" you brushed a piece of Wanda's hair behind her ear and pressed two fingers against her pulse point "I'm going to bite here and then suck, it will hurt but I promise it'll be over in a flash"

Wanda took a deep breath agreeing to the terms "just-get it over with" she bared her neck to you and you smiled "I'm just trying to be romantic love, but okay" without another word you pulled her down and sunk your teeth into her neck forcing out a squeal from Wanda "shit" she whispered and Scar laughed "better than what I said my first time"

This was amazing, Scarlet tasted good but Wanda god Wanda she tasted even better! You couldn't describe it but you'd taste her everyday just to have it engraved in your mind forever, why did she taste so damn good?

"Babe?-Babe I think that's enough" Scar tried pulling Wanda away when she noticed her going limp but you growled low digging your nails into Wanda's sides keeping her from moving

Wanda groaned when you sucked harder, she was lightheaded and tried her best to pull away "no!" You growled again louder this time not realising Wanda was going limp against you.

Scarlet had had enough, waving her fingers magic forcing you to let go of your girlfriend who fell back onto the couch "hey! I wasn't finished!"

"Yes you are! Look at her!" Scar shouted back and you quickly looked down to Wanda shaking and whimpering "oh god"

"Is that all you have to say?! What the hell is wrong with you?!" The witch picked up her counterpart kissing her forehead and moving her into the bedroom so she could be more comfortable.

What had you done? You promised not to hurt her...but she tasted so good you couldn't stop!

Standing up you wiped her blood away from your mouth and quickly ran to the bedroom "Wanda?"

"She's passed out Y/n" scar whispered standing over Wanda searching her mind for anything to help.

You tried moving closer but were stopped by the increasingly angry witch "haven't you done enough?"

You stopped and rolled your eyes "she's my girlfriend too Scar stop being dramat-"

"Don't. Just don't, I tell you to stop drinking from me and you do, why didn't you do it with Wanda?"

You huffed "I don't know okay?! She just tastes so good I couldn't help it" you tried defending yourself but Scar didn't believe it "so what, you were just gonna drink from her until she died was that it?"

You frantically shook your head, you'd never hurt Wanda like that "no no! I would never hurt Wanda!"

"Sure as hell looks like it though"

"I-" before you could try to defend yourself again Wanda started to move around on the bed and open her eyes "Scar?"

The redhead softened looking down at her "hey sleeping beauty, how do you feel?" she flashed her a smile and received a little one back "feel like I've been hit by a bus..."

You butted in "baby I'm so sorry I just couldn't help it, you tasted really nice" you knelt down beside the bed holding her hand as she closed her eyes again "honey please, please tell me everything's okay"

You felt her squeeze your hand and open her eyes to look at you "please don't drink from me again"

You laughed a little agreeing hoping to lighten the mood "okay deal! Is there anything else you want me to do?"

She closed her eyes again moving her hand from yours and turning over in bed "just, just let me rest for a while"

If your heart worked you were sure it would've just broken into a million pieces "Wands?" you tried but there was only silence on her part

"Come on Y/n let's leave her to sleep" Scarlet pulled you up and dragged you out of the room "I didn't mean to hurt her I really didn't" you pleaded with Scar "you did drink a lot of blood detka, she'll be out of it for a while"

She kissed your cheek leaving you stood alone while she went back into the room "you should probably have a shower too, I doubt Wanda wants to wake up to you covered in blood still" she closed the door and you sighed heavily

"I'll just stick to killing the homeless and drinking their blood from now on, no one will miss them"

[ghostly-lee]

[that-headcanon-girl]

My dreams are filled with the thought of me and you. I awake and smile, for my dreams have come true.                 -     Luke O. Meyers

[wandasfifthwife]

your jealousy is showing (on me)✩‧₊˚

—> hockey player/coach!wanda x afab!reader

tw || SMUT MDNI, top wanda x bottom reader, dom/sub dynamics, established relationship, jealous wanda, exhibition (janitor closet), marking/impact play (hickeys, bruises, thigh spanking), fingering (r receiving), r gets hit on but is oblivious, tyler mention!, reader is said to be wearing a dress, person who hits on r sees the two of them, not proofread!

a/n || in such a slut for this woman. so sorry if my writing is nastier than coconut, idk how I feel about it haha but I hope you enjoy bc this made me hot and bothered tbh

series m.list ✩ ══╡˚2.3k words˚╞══ ✩ wanda m.list

Practice has been going well, better even. There’s been an increase in number since people started to find out that wanda has experience on the ice as a player on a professional team. The stands have become packed, families and friends taking up every corner, a completely contrast from before. You remember the days when you first came with your nephew, sitting and having a seven feet distance from another person. Tyler’s since graduated from wanda’s class, now attending another with a different coach.

It was a sad day for him, hugging your girlfriend tight and exclaiming how he wishes to have her as a coach for every class. She had laughed, resting a hand on his back and reassured him that she’ll attend his other classes. She even went as far as to mention private classes, saying they can spend time together on the ice. A smile had come upon your face as you watched the two interact, thankful your nephew is able to have such a wonderful relation with his coach, your girlfriend.

Since then you’ve been attending his classes with Wanda. You can’t help yourself, curling a hand through her arm to hold her close. You complain that it’s the cold, but you both know it’s a shit excuse. Regardless, she’s never going to turn you down, if anything she’s pulling you tighter and pressing a kiss to your head.

“He’s improved a lot. Lately he’s been practicing outside his house with some friends on the street.”

“That’s probably the only reason why he’s able to skate in a straight row now. Do you think he’ll continue to play?”

“I think so. It’s all he talks about, but of course we can’t say definitive terms. He could fall out of love with it in a year and choose like baseball.”

“If he were to choose another sport it’d be football, not baseball. His favorite part of hockey is running into others, he forgets there’s an actual game going on.”

You stifle a laugh, “he’s trying.”

He proved Wanda’s words to be correct because the next second he’s slamming into one of the team members, pummeling the two into the wall. The coach had come to talk to you after, seeking you where you stood by the concession stand. You had a hand on Wanda’s arm, informing her of where you’ll be.

You were paying for the snack, thanking the person behind the counter. He had stood behind you just out of your line of sight, so just enough that you ran into him when turning around. His shirt smelled of sweat and his cologne, a lot of his cologne, so much so it overwhelmed you.

“Hey, you’re tyler’s mom, right?”

“No, just his aunt.”

“My bad. Sorry that was terribly rude of me, I was going to say you look good for your age.”

“Thank you, that’s very kind.”

“Of course,” he flashes a smile, leaning onto one of the tables beside him, “I’ve notice how often you come, it’s great that you’re supporting him like this. Most kid’s don’t have such a supportive aunt.”

“I try. My brother and his wife are busy, so I take over. He’s means well but he’s still a young teen.”

“Yes. He’s nothing new. A lot of teens enjoy the physical aspect to the game, it’s normal for them to be competitive even with each other.”

A few minutes have gone by, enough time for concern to begin swirling through Wanda’s mind. She’s relieved to see you’ve not gone missing and that you’re all in one piece, standing only a few feet from her.

“That’s my coach,” Tyler starts, seeing how Wanda’s attention was directed at the tow of you.

“I know,” she deadpans, turning her attention back on your nephew, “finish untying your shoes.”

“I know,” he mimics, tone lowering to frustrate her further.

You’re walking back over with a grin plastered on your face. Tyler’s already grabbing at the drink you got, pulling it from your hands to open it already.

“Just talked with your new coach, Tyler. It seems you have a track record with finding amazing coaches.”

Already Wanda didn’t like him. She kept quiet about her disdain, knowing how important it was to you that Tyler doesn’t come to contact with a terrible one as you had.

It grew difficult. Each practice he always seemed to find you, drawing out a long conversation with you. Usually it’s fine, as a coach herself she understands the important of keeping up with the families, but this was excessive. The constant parade of compliments directed at you were unnecessary. He wouldn’t really care to talk to Tyler, and as far as she knew, Wanda didn’t exist around him. He’s either dumb, or he’s choosing to be ignorant towards the intimacy between you two.

What brought her to the edge was when he began to touch you, a hand on your shoulder or the back of your waist. It was in moments where it could’ve been excused; done to either move you out of the way or make sure you don’t trip.

You were sweet, engaging in a conversation he had started yet again down at the end of the bleachers. Wanda had her attention set on Tyler skating around before practice, eyes flickering to where the two of you stood every minute.

“I have a conference this weekend and we’re allowed to bring a plus one. Would you be interested in joining me?”

“Oh. I already have someone that I’m going with. So I won’t be going with you, but I will see you there.”

He looks disappointed, eyes shooting to meet Wanda’s, “I’ll see you there then.”

Wanda doesn’t like that man.

You walk up the stairs all sweet-like, sitting beside her and placing a kiss to her cheek, “when’s that coach award event again?”

“Saturday, 7PM.”

You hum, leaning your head on her shoulder, “you better win an award.”

“If not, I have you.”

An elbow shoves into her side, “you’re such a sap.”

“No, I just love you,” she murmurs, pressing her lips against yours, feeling like she’s won when she catches the coach looking. She had hoped the soft public display of affection would be enough of a sign to back off, but it wasn’t.

The weekend came soon enough. Wanda standing by the door with her keys in hand as she waits for you to join her.

“Beautiful,” she says when you step down, opening the door for you.

“I hope you win one award, that would be amazing.”

“It would look great for my public imagine,”she laughs at the look you give her, “you know I don’t care about that, love.”She gives your thigh a squeeze before backing the car out of her apartment complex.

She should’ve known he’d be stuck to you most of the night. Wanda tries to engage in the conversation, but he tunes her out, keeping his attention on you. Ever so sweet you try to include her, smiling back at her but this time it’s not enough to quell how she’s feeling.

“Hey Micheal, can you go grab her another drink?”

“Wanda, I can’t—“

She shuts you up by pinching at your waist, cutting your sentence off. He looks mildly annoyed, “sure.”Once he’s turned around, she’s guiding you out of the room.

“Wanda there’s only like sixteen minutes until the ceremony—“ your mouth goes numb when you realize where she’s walking you towards. There’s a closet at the end of the hall, tiny and small as its only purpose is to hold supplies for the janitors. Tonight it will be used for another matter.

“That’s enough time,” she says lowly, shutting the door behind her, enclosing the two of you in darkness.

She’s lifting you with her hands under your thighs, dropping you down onto the extra school desk stored away in the room. Her body’s leans into you, hands on either side of your body as she kisses you passionately. They turn messy, trailing from the corner of your lips to end up on the bottom side of your neck. You gasp when she bites down, a hand reaching to push at her chest.

“Wan—wait.”

She doesn’t listen, too focused on making your neck show an array of purple marks. You whine, squirming in her hold as she leaves one after the other, stopping only on areas that you’re sensitive to. She’s severely quiet, attentive to every heavy breath and sound coming from you. You’re weak, arms wrapped around her neck, head pressed into the wall behind you. You’ve completely given up control, neck tilted back to give her more room.

“Oh—” you shiver when she moves towards the spot behind your neck. Your reaction gave her another reason to press her lips against it, nipping at the skin there.

Her ministrations leave you wet, your hips grind down onto the desk below you to try to seek relief. Wanda coos, cold fingers sliding under your dress, finding the wetness between your thighs. You cry out when she thrusts two in, pushing through your tight walls. It’s intoxicating, the wet sounds filling the room, turning you on even more.

“Ah! Wands—you—“

She’s shushing you, lips on yours to keep you quiet. Her fingers are splitting you open, angling perfectly towards the spot that makes your back arch. Her thumb catches onto your clit with each thrust, brushing perfectly to make you see white. You weave your fingers into her hair, moaning into her mouth when she bites at your bottom lip.

You’ve completely forgotten about the event, and most importantly, Michael. You’re clenching onto her finger, arousal covering her hand and dripping onto the wood below you. You choke on a moan when she’s guiding you to lift your left foot onto the desk, the position spreading you open to allow her fingers to push deeper. The bottom of your dress slips up, clothing pooling around your waist. You feel your orgasm build, a series of whimpers spilling from you.

“Fucking say my name when you come,” she demands, holding back moan when she hears your strangled whine after she brought her hand down onto your thigh. The way your cunt squeezes around her fingers then makes her weak.

“Like that?”

She’s cocky, hand coming down harder on that same spot.

“ah! wands please—“

Your body jerks after her fifth slap, mouth dropping open in a silent scream. She nuzzles against your head resting on her shoulder. You relaxed into her hole, breathing heavily as you come down from your high.

It was fine until wanda carried you into the bathrooms to clean off and you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, easily spotting the splotches painting your neck.

You leaned over the sink to get a better view, eyes snapping between the marks; the one by your ear, another under the strap of your dress, one more at the base of your neck. You weren’t aware of the severity of her actions in the moment, your mind was too busy trying to deal with the fuzziness spreading throughout your body.

“Was that okay,” she asks from where she stands by the entrance.

“Very,” you mumble, looking back to her with a smile.

“Hey, I want to apologize. I knew something was wrong,” you say, grabbing a paper towel from the machine, “he was a jerk to you. Like just earlier he wasn’t letting you get a word in, but I really just thought he was being nice at first.”

“You’re fine, love.”

You wet the towel, rubbing warm water over the cloth to get it wet, “you say that but I still feel bad.”

She crosses the room to grab at your wrist after seeing what you were doing, “why’re you trying to rub the marks off?”

“Because?”

She raises an eyebrow, “because? What?”

“This is your event, I don’t want you to loose your job over me.”

“I won’t,” she tosses the towel away, “I knew what I was doing when I gave you those.”

“But the staff—“

“There’s enough of them screwing around.”

“Oh.”

She huffs, hooking a finger under the hem of your dress, drawing it up your thigh until the red, swollen marks on your thighs from where she was aiming her hand earlier begin to show. You hate how affected you get by the sight of them, thighs squeezing together.

You were only meant to be gone for ten minutes. That was the original goal, but she began to fold with how you were looking at her. Your eyes were dark, locking onto hers from within the mirror. She had you pinned to the counter in seconds, forcing you to watch how easily you melt under her touch.

Footsteps echoed throughout the hallway, getting closer to where the two of you stood. You had begun to push back, mumbles on how she needs to stop so they don’t get caught, but it’s like she knew. You caught on later, realizing it was Micheal by the sound of his voice calling out to you.

“Wanda, he—“

She’s slapping a hand over your mouth, pulling you back against her chest. You look over your shoulder, finding Micheal freeze after entering into the room. Wanda had you in a position only he could dream of. He was like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing as he processed what he was looking at. The marks on your body, eyes glossy and faraway even as you look in his direction. The muscles in Wanda’s arm flex as she presses her hand tighter against your mouth. You’re absolutely dripping, excitement pooling from the behavior this man was bringing out of her.

“I was worried… but I see you’re.. okay.”

“I see you’ve met my girlfriend, Micheal?”

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[wandanatsbaby]

Mutt

Pairing: wanda maximoff x Reader (no pronouns were used but reader has a vagina)

Warnings: SMUT, fingering, oral (r receiving), names: mutt and puppy, top!wanda, bottom!reader, mentions of pet play

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“Stop moving mutt” Wanda said up to you from her place in between your thighs. “Don't make me hold you down” Wanda had been edging you for the last hour with the promise of an orgasm once you've learned your lesson.

You had disobeyed her all day starting with refusing to let her dress you that morning to throwing a fit in the store when she wouldn't buy you the black widow plushie you wanted.

Now she had you spread out on the bed her mouth and finger constantly teasing you with no way to escape. At first you had yelled at her telling her to let you cum but quickly stopped once she threatened to leave you there all night.

“shhh puppy almost done” looking down at wanda you could see your arousal dripping off her chin as she gave small kitten licks to your overestimated clit.

“Please please” just as you started to beg she stuck two fingers in you and started fingerings you quickly. Bringing her face up to yours she softly kissed your forehead before speaking.

“Are you sorry for being a bad puppy?” The only noises that came out of your mouth were whimpers and moans. Not liking this she slowed down cause you to let out a pitiful whine. “Answer me”

“Yes! Yes! I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a bad pet mommy just please” with a satisfied grin Wanda continued until you came all over her fingers. And then she didn't stop until you had cum six more times and promise to be a good pup.

[aalyssah]

For The Kill

Pairing: Hitwoman! Wanda Maximoff x Hitwoman!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Cursing, Choking, Degradation, Fingering, G!P Wanda, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Mommy Kink, Names, (Baby, Good Girl, & Slut), Praise, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,530

Summary: You and Wanda are both Hitwoman from different companies, but what happens when you both are assigned to take out the same man, who will get the kill?

A/N: Hitman Au? I don't know why, but I thought about this and thought it would be cute. Hope You Enjoy!

You stood on the top of the building, before kicking some vents. You took a deep breath and crawled through, scurrying your way through the small tunnel.

As you looked down, you could see people in rooms and hear conversations, but that wasn't what you were here for. You were here to kill a guy named Tony Stark. He's the leader of the Avengers and it turns out he's been using the Avengers for money and to profit off of their hard work.

Not only that, but he's been messing with your boss, Mandarin, so it's your job to take care of him. You finally made it to the room and with 3 careful kicks you jumped down, landing on a chair.

You took a moment to catch your breath and began searching through his desk, opening the drawers, and going through his folders. "Ugh, there’s nothing here!" You tried to search through more stuff, but the sound of moving in the ceilings made you freeze.

You quickly hurried under the desk, waiting for who was to come and to your surprise, a girl dressed in red dropped to the floor. She brushed herself off and looked around, pulling stuff out like you, but as she made her way to the desk she froze.

She could sense you.

She pulled her gun from her holster. "Show yourself or I'm gonna shoot you." You stayed where you were, debating if you should leave from under the desk. "I know you're under the desk, I can hear your thoughts. Come out."

You got your gun ready and crawled from the desk, getting to your feet, and aiming the gun at her. "Ahh, there you are." You looked at her confused. "Who are you, and why are you here?" Wanda looked at you somewhat surprised.

"Who are you?" You rolled your eyes at her question. "I asked first, answer." You cocked your gun at her, making her chuckle. "Alright, I'm here to kill Tony Stark, now who are you?"

Your eyes grew ode at her statement. "I am too. Who sent you here?" Wanda thought for a moment, should she tell you? Oh sure. If you try to leave, she'll just shoot you and dump your body with Tony's.

"Justin Hammer. Ever heard of him?" You slowly nodded your head. "Yeah. I work for Mandarin." You both stayed silent, looking at each other. "You can't kill him, I have to do my job!" You argued first.

"Me too honey. How about we both put away the weapons and talk like adults." You gave her a short nod. "On 3. 1, 2, 3." You both returned your guns to your normal spot. "Good girl, I knew you could listen."

For some reason when Wanda praised you, you blushed. "So, if we both are hitwomans, and we want to kill Tony, how do we do this?" You and Wanda stood there for a moment to think about it. "I have an idea."

Wanda walked towards you, circling around your body, her red heels clicking against the floor. "You're so pretty." Her hand played with your hair and trailed up your body.

"Since we both wanna kill Tony, we should have a competition. Whoever cum's first loses and the winner gets to kill Tony." Just as she finished her sentence her hand was wrapped around your throat, forcing you to look at her.

You struggled to open your mouth from the shock at her words. "W-what?" Wanda smiled at your expression. "We have sex, right here, right now, and whoever cum's is the loser and has to go back and tell their boss they failed their mission." You bit your lip at her teasing tone.

Was she trying to imply you're gonna lose? If there's one thing about you it's that you never give up on challenges. "Okay, let's do it." You took your clothes off and watched as she slowly took hers, almost teasing you.

It was until she pulled her pants off that you could see the huge imprint of a cock. "You have a strap on?" Wanda shook her head, smiling evilly. "Oh no malysh, this is my cock." (baby) She pulled her underwear down to reveal her big cock, hanging low between her legs.

You gulped as she made you both go to the big chair you fell on earlier. "God, you look so pretty." You blushed at her compliment, a small moan passing your lips when her fingers played with your folds.

Her finger testingly pushed in you, you and Wanda both moaning as her finger disappeared in your cunt before pulling out with your juices glistening on it.

She brought her finger to her mouth and made eye contact with you as she sucked it, moaning at the taste. "Taste so good, love." She pushed you back further, spreading your legs wider and rubbing her cock against you.

"Wait, I never got your name!" Wanda smirked as she guided herself up at your entrance. "Wanda." You smiled. "Wanda. That's a pretty name— Oh fuck!" Your sentence was cut off when she harshly pushed into you. "I feel so full!" You whined, stomach feeling full like you just ate a full course meal.

Wanda didn't start off easy, thrusting in you. You moaned, throwing your head back. If you're gonna get fucked you mind as well enjoy it. Wanda's hand came wrapped around your throat, an evil smile growing on her lips.

"You look so good like this on my cock." You looked down to see the small bulge in your stomach. Your head flew back again, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Not even five minutes in and this girl was making you close.

She tsked, squeezing harder, catching your attention. "Look at me when I fuck you." You made eye contact with her, biting your lip to calm yourself down. Wanda leaned down, kissing you harshly. Your tongue's tangled with each other, you pulled her down to you.

You wrapped your arms around her neck, as her hands came to your thighs. She spread your legs wider, hitting deeper in you. "I-oh god!-" You squealed, pulling back from her mouth. Wanda slowed her thrust down, moving to sit up with you still inside her, but on top.

You began grinding on her, whining when you didn't feel the same pleasure. "Go on, ride me." You began bouncing up and down, your breast jiggling with each force. You moaned, as Wanda played with your nipples, rolling them between her black nails.

"That's enough of that. Let's try something different." She stood up with you still in her arms, taking you towards the window. She turned you around so you could feel the outside world. Wanda lined herself up and pushed into you.

"Let's give these people a show, shall we?" Wanda's hands came to your hips, pulling you back to meet her thrusts. Her hips rutted against your ass, her letting out a few curse words. "Look at them people. All they have to do is look up and see you getting slutted out by me."

She chuckled as you clenched down on her, looking down at the innocent people. You squirmed as your nipples pressed against the cold glass of the huge window. "So good for me. Such a good girl." You whimpered at her praise, almost yelling when her hand fisted your hair and pulled you back.

You stared at her face, seeing nothing, but beauty. She kissed you again, not giving you enough breath to talk. The wet noises from your pussy, and slurping from y’all were dirty. You could feel your legs turning into jelly as her restless pounding on your pussy kept up.

She wrapped an arm around your stomach, holding you up. "I'm close." You moaned out, a smile coming to Wanda's face. "Then cum. Let me kill Tony and get the praise from my boss." You shook your head through gritted teeth, threatening to hang on before she cums.

Just then a loud knock at the door came, making you jump. "Boss, you in there?" You jumped accidentally clenching around her hard. "Fuck, no!" You whisper yelled as you felt yourself cumming. You were so close and all it took was a scare.

Wanda grunted as her hips stuttered, feeling herself cumming you. She slowly thrusted in you, making sure it all stayed. She quickly scrambled away from you, realizing she just came.

You both sat apart, her smiling. "So who came first?" You asked, feeling your body a little weak. For once Wanda had an actual confused face. "I don't know. We came at the same time." You both got changed into your outfits before standing there.

"Well how about we both kill Tony and tell our bosses we did it?" Wanda nodded her head at your suggestion. "Ooo, I like that plan. I knew you were a sneaky girl."

She grabbed you to her side, walking towards the door. "Meet me at this hotel, room 210 at 8:00 then we can have some real fun without interruptions." She winked as she handed you a hotel card and opened the door.

[pics-and-fanfics]

Mud

Pairing: Wanda x F!Reader

Warnings: 😐😐😐 Fluff

Summary: You convince your girlfriend to have fun with you in the pouring rain.

Word count: 400

The word I got was “mud.” Here’s my short drabble based on the prompt!

other works here! ---> >:)

You looked out the window, smiling as the rain poured. “Are you listening?” Steve says, and you feel your face turn red. “Huh?” you say, turning back to the meeting. Just more about stupid “team building exercises,” and “dating in the team is a bad idea” and whatnot.

“I give up. None of you listen anyways.” Steve threw his hands up, and you smiled a little. “Sorry Steve! It’s just really boring.”

“Boring?” “Yeah. I’d rather be outside right now, even though it’s pouring, and it takes forever to do my hair.”

🌧️

Wanda grabs her umbrella, slipping into a pair of boots. “Don’t forget-” you start to say, and Wanda laughs. “I won’t forget my jacket this time, babe. I’ll be back in a bit.” Wanda looks down at your smile, unable to contain hers as she kissed the top of your head.

“Be safe!” you shout, and Wanda rolls her eyes.

You sigh, flopping backwards on the couch. You look back outside. It was still pouring down. You wait for a few minutes while you debate with yourself before making your decision.

Grabbing your rain boots, you slip them on your feet, tossing on your flimsy raincoat. You smile, dashing out the door and down the hall. You see heads turn towards you, and smile.

Sprinting down the stairs, you can practically feel yourself floating, you were so happy.

As soon as you burst out of the Tower, you see that it wasn’t very busy, which was weird, you were in New York, one of the busiest cities in the world.

Oh well, whatever. You dash down the sidewalk, splashing through puddles while you hold down your hood with your hand. You make your way to Central Park, nearly falling on your face after you slip. You laugh at yourself, and dash into the grass.

Slipping off your shoes, you dance through the mud, your heart feeling like it was going to beat out of your chest, you were so happy.

“Y/n! What are you doing!” Wanda’s voice shouted, and you dash towards where you heard her, grabbing her hand.

“Come on! Come dance with me!” you say, and Wanda smiles at the way you were absolutely beaming. She laughs as you drag her into the mud with you, spinning and splashing through the puddles.

Maybe the rain wasn’t so bad, especially when it made you this happy.

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This is my warm up post for the slumber party starting soon, and i’m so excited! I hope that everyone who decides to participate has fun, and for those who don’t want to, or can’t, I hope you at least enjoy this short story! Have a great day, and thank you for reading.

(thank you for the opportunity!)

@the-slumberparty @vbecker10 @silverfire475 @huntress-artemiss @vickie5446 @sheris532 @lokixryss @lokidokieokie @stupidthoughtsinwriting @crimson25 @peaches1958 @iamlokisgloriouspurpose

[lynngifs909]

Wanda + Her outfits = Amazing 🌟

WandaVision Ep 1 -7 Dir by. Matt Shakman | Writer. Jac Schaeffer.

Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff.

[kassarts]

[milkytheholy1]

Apple Pie

A/N: Wanda Maximoff x GNReader. Set during Wandavision, I hope you get confused!

Ultimate masterlist

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Heavenly shades of night are falling

It's twilight time

Out of the mist, your voice is calling

'Tis twilight time

Your eyes flashed open, seemingly caught in a loop. You remember doing this before, waking up with your head spinning and your body sore. You don't remember what led you to feel this way, you don't remember anything but just the feeling of hurt and pain. 

Your gaze was hazy, trapped in a room with no doors. At least, that's what you remember. There's a plush feeling comforting your body, fingers tugging on soft bedding. You feel your body straighten as you sit up with a jump, eyes wide and chest panting; but why?

You're in a room, it isn't full of anything that you recognise as being your own. The world felt dull, cold, lonely...grey. Your mind is playing tricks on you, you're certain of it. You step from the bed, shoes already on your feet and you know that isn't a normal thing you tend to do. You wobble around in a panic and a trance. You look out the window that's so perfectly lit by the sun, a suburban neighbourhood with dogs running wild, their tails wagging with glee.

Husbands and wifes saying goodbye at the doorstep and the lingering smell of apple pie coming from somewhere, it smelt heavenly. You suddenly feel the hairs on your neck stick up, goosebumps running down your arms. There's this ominous feeling shrouding over you, fear and panic. Your chest is puffing out again, your heart beating rapidly. You slowly turn to face the door, it's looming over you, dominant and intrusive.

You can't take it anymore, your mind is racing and you're scared. You don't know why, you don't know what's behind that door. You run to it anyway, pushing through it to be brought into a living room of sorts. The sweet apple pie smell wafting into the room from the kitchen, an angelic hum soon following.

When purple-coloured curtains

Mark the end of the day

I'll hear you, my dear, at twilight time

"You're awake, I was starting to think you wouldn't show up." Her voice rung out, as sweet as sugar. She came out of the kitchen holding the pie in her hands, a devilish smile on her lips, "I knew my world's famous apple pie would get you going."

This wasn't right, it felt all wrong. How could it feel like you were in a nightmare when everything was so perfect. You shook your head, this wasn't right, something was off.

"I-I have to go, I-I don't b-belong here." you hurried out, turning to the front door. 

Deepening shadows gather splendour

As day is done

Fingers of night will soon surrender

The setting sun

You wake up again, confused and disorientated. Where were you?

Sitting up, you see the sun shining through the curtains. This all felt too familiar. The soft bedding under your fingertips, the feeling of pain and heartbreak, even the heat from the sunny rays were becoming common. You shot from the bed, clad in new clothing, the world was still grey but it had no effect on you anymore.

You moved to the window, peeking out of the curtains to catch the same sight as before. Men kissing their wifes goodbye and going off to work, rubbing their dog's head before they got in the car and jetted off. Their clothes were different, and so were the designs of the houses, as though you had moved through time.

You turned to see the door again, the same door from the day before. The same feeling came over you, but more so was a strong sense of curiosity. Pushing through you're back in the living room. The layout has changed as well as the furniture, there's a song coming from the radio joined by humming from the kitchen.

I count the moments, darling

'Til you're here with me

"There you are, I was starting to think you wouldn't wake up." came her voice again, as sweet as sugar. She came through the kitchen doors, in her hands was a pie, grey and colourless like everything else. She nodded down to the pie with a sickly smile on her face, "I made you some apple pie, I knew it would wake you up." she tilted her head to the side as she stared, there was something about her eyes that felt wrong.

You shook your head again, this isn't right, you're not meant to be here. As if she could sense your fear, she pouted, "What's wrong, are you ok?"

"I-I can't be here, I-I'm n-not meant to be-" the radio had grown louder, the atmosphere had changed. Her eyes were hard, glaring at you but the smile still remained, "(Y/N)?"

Together at last at twilight time

You turned, dashing to the front door getting an overwhelming feeling of DjVu. You swung the door open, the world dark. How was it possibly nighttime already? You had only just woke up, had only just felt the heat of the sun on your arms. You ran to the street, anything to get away from that house. You took a quick glance back towards the house, seeing her there with the pie still in her hands. Her smile had gone dark, now replaced with a frown "No." she spoke.

Deep in the dark, your kiss will thrill me

Like days of old

Lighting the spark of love that fills me

With dreams untold

It felt like you were falling again, falling into a pit of emptiness with no one to help you. You felt rage, something inside you was firing up and you couldn't control it. It scared you, there was so much anger, so much pain and you felt like you were dying slowly. Maybe you were, maybe this was how death worked.

You sprang awake in your bed, the world was different than before. You no longer saw grey but bright blues and greens, you squinted your eyes, the sun was far too bright. You leapt from your bed and straight to the window, knowing by now you'd already be wearing clothes.

The world was so colourful, neighbours were riding bikes together, wives saying goodbye to their husbands as they left. The smell of apple pie wafted to your room, your eyes widened, no- no more of this!

You stormed straight to the door, again, arriving in the living room. But it was different this time. She stood with her back towards you, leaning over two cribs, singing a lullaby you didn't recognise. 

"You're awake," she interrupted herself, standing up straight but still not facing you. You grew taller yourself, shoulders back and spine explicit. The goosebumps were a familiar feeling at this point. You side-eyed the front door, you were so close.

"I was starting to think you wouldn't wake up, I knew my world's famous ap-"

"Apple pie would wake me up." you finished for her, now she had finally turned to you. She looked almost shocked, but she hid it rather quickly, "What a lucky guess." she gawked. She stepped towards you, but you rejected her advancements, taking two steps closer to the door.

She could see the look in your eyes, you were slowly catching on, she couldn't have that. You looked around the room, new furniture, new layout, new babies?

"Won't you join us for a slice?" she asked, the shutters to the kitchen suddenly opening to reveal said apple pie. Two slices on two plates. There it was again, the feeling of pain and anger. It was becoming too much, you needed to get out, you needed to escape. You ran to the door once more, swinging it open and stepping foot outside. 

Each day I pray for evening

Just to be with you

Together at last at twilight time

You're awake again, the days feeling shorter. Like there are not even days at all, only hours, maybe minutes. The plush of the bedding is all you feel, your mind feels wiped like all the emotions you were forced to feel are suddenly gone. You push yourself up, in more of a hurry to escape this house. You don't remember if you've done this before or not, but something feels oddly similar about it.

You ignore the window, for now, just going on the pure instinct of leaving. You move for the door, ending up in the living room with the smell of apple pie in the air.

"You're awake!" came her voice as sweet as sugar. She was in the kitchen, humming a song while she washed the dishes. The room was different, with a new layout and furniture. You wanted to be alarmed by this, but you couldn't remember how it had been before. When she turned around to face you, hands dripping with soap, all those feelings came back; like your mind had been switched on.

Fear. Pain. Heartbreak. You were falling and you couldn't get up, couldn't save yourself. You panicked, hands shaking and face going pale. You needed to get out, but before you knew it, she was standing in front of you with apple pie.

"I thought we could have a slice of my world's famous apple pie." she beamed, it felt forced. 

"W-what are you doing to me?" you huffed out, you wanted answers. She tilted her head like before, "I don't understand, what do you-"

"You, you're always here. Always making the same apple pie, always surprised I wake up."

"(Y/N), now that's-" you cut her off, "I want to know where I am, who you are, how do I leave!" you yelled out, growing red with frustration. After a beat, she put the pie down and turned to you with a frown.

"You're my partner, I'm your wife. You love me and I love you." You didn't believe her, you weren't married, you didn't even know who this woman was. You took a step back, moving towards the door, "I-I don't know you!"

She grabbed your hand, pulling you away from your one escape. You tried to get out of her grasp, but she held on tight, "I already told you, I'm your wife."

"I-I'm not married." you stuttered, unable to look anywhere but her eyes. She gasped, placing a hand on her chest, "I know we've been a little strained these last few days but that's not a very nice thing to say." She showed you the hand she'd been holding. Your hand. And on that hand sat a golden band, a wedding ring on your ring finger.

You were puzzled, that hadn't been there before. No this was wrong, this was all fake you weren't meant to be here. You stood from the couch, tearing your hand away from hers, "This isn't right, I don't belong here."

"Oh, enough of that will you!" She stood up, "This is our home, this is our family and you are my partner." she grew closer to you, fear was coursing through your veins. This was too much, your head felt like it was overflowing, you shook your head and made a mad dash towards the door.

Here in the afterglow of day

We keep our rendezvous beneath the blue

Here in the sweet and same old way

I fall in love again as I did then

You woke up in a start, sweat pouring down your form. You sat up with wide eyes and panting, a common occurrence you felt. You rubbed your eyes, the world was dark out, that felt new. You stood towards the window, seeing the roads lit by fairy lights. You saw children running along in costumes, parents and neighbours laughing and handing out sweets.

This felt wrong, so very, very wrong. Turning you saw a door, must be the exit. You leapt towards it, ripping it open only to see it was boarded shut. Huge wooden planks had been spread across the door frame, blocking you from leaving. Your face dropped, how were you going to leave, you don't remember this happening before. 

That's when you felt it, the pain. You crumbled to the ground, hands bracing against the carpet, it felt like you were on fire. You screamed, praying, begging for it to stop.

Deep in the dark, your kiss will thrill me

Like days of old

Lighting the spark of love that fills me

With dreams untold

You woke up, sitting up straight. You could still feel the tingling sensation, your memories were slowly coming back like a fog had been lifted. You bolted from the bed to the window, the streets were empty. Something was off.

You moved to the door, flinging it open and surprised to see the wooden planks had been removed, somehow. You couldn't remember exact things, but you had a feeling that flowed through you, some things felt familiar. You left through the door, finding yourself in a living room.

"You're awake, finally." her voice rang out. She sat on the couch with the tv remote in her hand, mindlessly flicking through the channels, "Can you put the apple pie in the microwave, I would do it but I just don't want to."

You stared at her, was this the thing that felt different? For some reason you listened to her, walking into the kitchen and flipping the switch. You took the apple pie and placed it in the microwave, why were you doing this? Leaving it to cook, you pushed the kitchen door open but stood there in shock.

The room was completely wrecked, sparks of electricity flew from the tv, the walls were falling apart. The front door swung open, red and purple light writhing on the ground like tentacles. It flowed through the windows and the back door, even coming from the cracked tv screen. You wasted no time in escaping, dashing to the front door, jumping over and avoiding the tentacles as bet as you could.

You could hear voices in your head, some of them were of a woman screaming others felt more personal.

"This is our home now. I want us to fit in."

"This will be your only warning."

"You know, a family is forever."

They kept swirling around your head, getting louder and louder.

"Don't worry, dear. I have everything under control."

“I can’t feel you.”

Once you stepped foot outside, the world around you changed, the voices stopped and everything suddenly went silent. 

You were now in black and white, the world around you grey. You woke from the bed, feeling the plushness of the bedding under the tips of your fingers. You stood from the bed, fully clothed, it felt weird; maybe you had forgotten to get changed the night before?

You looked out towards the window, seeing husbands kissing their wives goodbye, dogs playing on the streets. The sweet smell of apple pie wafted through to your room, you loved that smell. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, an ominous feeling began to shroud you. Turning you saw two doors. 

One looked to be a cupboard, perhaps a wardrobe, the other no doubt was the exit. Your hand was braced against the doorknob of the closest, maybe you'd take a peek inside.

"(Y/N), I made apple pie!" her voice rung out, as sweet as sugar. You turned to her voice, your attention taken by your wife, "Coming, Wanda!" you left the room to join her.

If only you had opened the closet door, that was your true escape. Behind it lie the woman who controlled it all, floating above the ground with a dark book in her hands.

Each day I pray for evening

Just to be with you

Together at last at twilight time

Together at last at twilight time