#wanda maximoff (mcu)

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All Hail The Queens

ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕌𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕!𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕒ℕ𝕒𝕥 𝕩 ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 𝟚𝟞𝟞𝟞

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕌𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕!𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕒ℕ𝕒𝕥 (𝕐𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘), 𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨), 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥, 𝔹𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕖, 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕚, 𝕊𝕦𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝔸 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕩𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘), 𝔼𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡, ℂ𝕦𝕞 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡, 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪!𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕒, 𝔻𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪!ℕ𝕒𝕥, ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕖 (𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤), 𝔸 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕞, 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖.

𝔸/ℕ: ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕒𝕡 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦.

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The only sound that can be heard is your bare feet padding down the hall. The floor is unusually warm but that should be what you would expect while being in the underworld. You wander down the halls looking from room to room to find your Queens. 

You had made a deal with the Queens Wanda and Natasha. If you were unable to fulfill your end of the contract you would be brought down to the underworld. Obviously you did fail at holding up your end. You thought it would be easy but what you didn’t know was that the Queens had other plans. They made it impossible for you to come out successful on the other side. When they saw you they just knew they had to have you in any way possible. Normally fair Queens bent their own rules in order to keep you but you didn’t need to know that part. 

It was difficult at first to accept the women and your new life. But as time passed you began to crave any affection from the women. They would always be glad to give you anything that you wanted, well except for letting you go. The contract you signed bound you to them for eternity, you couldn’t leave even if you wanted to. You tried at first. But now your life seems amazing. You got everything. You have a life that you could never even dream of. 

You finally spot someone in the halls. A lower level demon that serves Wanda and Natasha. “Hi um have you seen Wanda and Natasha?” You ask the girl.. woman. You aren’t quite sure what she is. She looks down, not daring to make eye contact with you. “The Queens are in the meeting room.” She mumbles before rushing away from you. No demon dares to call them anything other than the Queens. It is found to be the utmost disrespect. But now that you know where they are you make haste.

A large black door with intricate carving stands before you. The door is slightly cracked and you can hear the voices of Wanda and Natasha talking in there. Something about an important meeting with higher level demons. You're slightly leaning against the door but you accidentally put too much of your weight on it, which has it swinging open and you falling flat on your face. You let out a groan hearing as two sets of heels click towards you. The heels come into your view and you look up at the women who are now staring down at you. Natasha gives you a pointed look while Wanda’s is a bit more soft. 

Nat crouches down in front of you. “What do you think you’re doing little one?” Her tone is questioning but not too harsh. “I um, I was looking for you both. M’sorry for intruding.” They both share a glance as Wanda crouches down and reaches both of her hands out for you to take. You do so and she helps you stand up. “What would you like sweet girl? We have a very busy meeting starting soon.” You look down out of embarrassment. “Mmm wanted you.” You mumble. Wanda hooks her finger under your chin and makes you look up at her. “What do you want from us?” You let out a whine. “None of that.” Nat tells you sternly. 

“Sweet girl, tell me what you want.” You let out a sigh at Wanda’s words. “I wanted attention.” You mumble. “What was that?” Nat questions you. You know she heard you but she is always going to make you speak up. “I wanted attention and to spend time with you both.” Nat smirks at your words. “Now was that so hard.” You let a grumble of yes, but the women let it slide.

“You can sit in on our meeting under one condition.” Wanda tells you. “Yes, yes, yes I’ll do anything.” Wanda’s lips curl into a smirk. “You’re going to strap warm me sweet girl.” You swallow hard. “I-In front of ev-everyone?” You stutter. “Yes everyone. You want our attention, you have it.” You nod in understanding. Natasha holds out her hand towards you. “Take off your shorts and panties.” You shudder but do as you’re told. Slipping both of them down your legs, wetness already pulling at your core. You place your panties in Nat’s hand knowing exactly what she wanted. Your shorts are discarded somewhere within the room. 

When you turn around Wanda is sitting comfortably in her large chair. Her dress pants already slid down far enough to reveal the scarlet strap attached to her hips. You clench around nothing as you stare at the thich strap. “If you don't want your cute little butt seen by everyone you’re going to want to sit down detka.” Nat pushes you towards Wanda making you stumble slightly but you catch yourself. When you’re close enough Wanda grabs your hips and turns you to face the table. You don’t have time to react as Wanda pulls you down onto her strap. Your walls stretch to accommodate her size. A whimper leaving your lips when you’re fully sheathed onto her cock. “You’re going to watch what Mommy and Daddy do.” Wanda whispers in your ear. You nod not really hearing her as your mind is only on the thought of how full you feel. 

It doesn’t take long before the room starts to fill up. You feel every movement of Wanda’s hips as she shifts in her seat. You bit your lip desperate to keep your noises at bay. You're thankful that they can’t see you from the waist down. You squirm in her lap the longer you sit, Wanda’s nails dig into your hips. “Keep still, little one.” She whispers in your ear again. You let out a whimper but do your best to stop. 

You can’t focus on the meeting as it progresses, your mind turning into a foggy haze. You want more comfort and to hide away from the eyes that keep looking towards you. Or are they looking at Wanda you really don’t know. You lean back a bit and with the shift it has a small moan slipping out. None of the demons dare to stop because they know what the Queens would do to them if they did. 

“Mo-Mommy?” You whimper softly. “Yes sweet girl?” Wanda questions. “Wanna turn around.” Wanda smirks. “Go ahead and do it sweetheart. Mommy isn’t going to stop you.” You let out a soft whine. “But Mommy they will see.” Wanda kisses the side of your head. Your fuzzy mind relishing in the affection. “If you want it you have to do it yourself, Mommy isn’t going to stop her meeting just to tell everyone to look away.” You let out a sigh.

It takes you a few minutes before you get the courage to finally stand up. You notice a prominent wet spot of your juices covering Wanda’s lap. She doesn’t seem to mind as she opens her arms for you. You can feel their eyes burning into your back as you shift to sit back down on her lap, this time facing her. You so easily slide back down onto her strap and bury your head in her neck. Her arms wrap around you as you feel the rumbling of her chest as she begins to speak. 

You nearly fall asleep as the time passes, you don’t even know that everyone is left until you feel Wanda nudging you. “Time to get up sweetheart. Mommy and Daddy have some more work to do.” You let out a whine and hold onto her tighter. “Y/n I said you need to get up.” You shake your head before mumbling out a no. Nat gives Wanda a pointed look. “You wanted our attention that badly? Fine. You can Have it.”

Before you even have time to react before your body is tied up and suspended above the large meeting table, all your clothes are gone. Your legs are bound to your hands that are now stretched behind your back. Soft ropes caress your body, wrapping you up tightly. The ropes that cover your chest, squeeze your breast just right accentuating them more. Nat’s eyes hyper focused on how beautiful you look tied up and hanging. You’re at the mercy of both women. 

“Natty do you think our dumb little baby deserves to cum or do you think we should edge her?” Wanda asks. You feel a finger gliding across the soft skin of your thighs, running up to your ass before Wanda slaps her hand down causing you to cry out. You don’t even know when she made her way onto the table but you don’t dare to question it. She smoothes her hand over your now burning ass. “Hmm.” Nat hums contemplating what you actually deserve. “Though defiant, I want to see her cum until she’s a brainless whore.” Nat smiles as you shudder. 

Wanda leans down and whispers in your ear. “Did you hear that dumb baby? Mommy and Daddy are going to make you cum so much that you won’t even be able to think.” You let out a whimper. Though you wanted attention this wasn’t exactly what you were thinking, but you aren’t mad about it either. 

Nat gracefully steps up on the table and stands in front of you. Her fingers squeeze your chin making you look up at her; your neck in an uncomfortable position. “Such a pretty little slut for us.” You whine as her piercing green eyes stare down at you. She caresses your cheek and you nuzzle her hand. She smiles at you. “I can’t wait to ruin you.” The thought sends a wave of arousal through you. 

Without a warning Wanda has thrust the whole length of her strap back inside your waiting hole. You moan loudly at the feeling of being full again. Wanda wastes no time as she pulls back plunging her strap back into your soaked hole. “Mm fuck!” She moans. “I forgot how good it feels to have your pussy wrapped around my cock.” The joys of being the Queens of the underworld with immense power. Wanda and Natasha know how to enchant their straps to feel everything like it was a piece of their own body. 

Your moans grow louder as Wanda mercilessly pounds into you. Your mouth is hanging open. Natasha is still staring down at you. She smirks with an idea. Your pretty mouth is hanging wide open for her. You watch her as she slowly lets spit drip down from her lips as it falls into your awaiting tongue. “Swallow.” She commands and you do so. “Good girl.” She finally lets go of face and circles around to watch as Wanda fucks you. 

Wanda grips onto the rope pulling you back onto her strap. Your body is being used to get her off. Her grunts and moans fill your ears. Your walls clenching around her the closer you grow to your orgasm and Wanda knows it. “Aww does my dumb little baby want to cum.” You moan and nod your head. “Say it. Tell Mommy how much a whore you are and how you want to cum all over her cock.” Nat’s voice cuts through. It takes you time as Wanda’s relentless thrust continues to fill you. Her hips stutter as she gets close to the edge. “Mmm.. Mmm pl-please Mommy wanna cum. Wan-Want Mommy to fill me. I-I’m Mo-Mommy’s dumb whore. Please! Please! Please!” It takes everything in you to get these words out. They spew out of you as you're so desperate, you don’t know how much longer you can hold it.

“Fuck good girl. Cum all over my cock and Mommy’s going to fill you up.” Wanda grunts. She stills releasing her load into you, painting your walls white with her cum. The feeling sends you over the edge. Your walls clamp down on her length as you cum hard. Your whole body trembles from the force of your orgasm. Wanda rolls her hips into yours prolonging both of your orgasms. When she finally pulls out you can feel as the mix of your cums trickle out of your abused hole. Wanda and Nat admire it, Wanda reaches out using her finger to push it all back in. You squirm in your restraints. Both women breathe out a fuck as they watch. 

You feel a finger tracing your open thighs as Nat moves between your legs. “It’s daddy’s turn now.” She thrust forward and starts a brutal pace. “Ahhh f-fuck!” You moan out. Her grip on your hips is rough as her fingers dig into the flesh sure to leave some marks behind. Nat’s grunts mix with your moans. Your already sensitive and full cunt makes it easy for her to slide in and out. “Fuck you feel so good around Daddy.” You whine as you nod.

Nat continues her fast and rough pace. Tears roll down your cheek at the overwhelming pleasure. Through blurred vision you see Wanda come into view. She cups your cheek in her hand. “Such a good girl for us.” You nuzzle her hand. You can see how her strap glistens with your juices. You wonder why she might still have it on, but that thought is interrupted when Nat gives a particularly hard thrust right into that sweet spot deep inside of you. Your eyes roll back into your head as your body shakes. You’re not able to hold back when Nat hits that spot again. “Daddy!” You cry out as you cum hard on her cock. 

“Fucking whore cumming all over Daddy’s cock. I’ve barely even fucked you yet.” Nat grunts as her pace doesn’t stop. She is getting close you can tell. You whine as you become sensitive from your last orgasm. “Da-Daddy.” You whine but she doesn’t stop. “Daddy’s going to use you detka, let me fill you up just like Mommy did.” You whimper but nod. The pleasure now laced with pain. 

It doesn’t take much longer just a few more thrust for Nat to follow and fill your already leaking cunt with her cum. Your walls are sucking her in for more despite the pain. She presses her finger against your clit which sends you over the edge again. “A-Ahh!” You cry out. Wanda wipes the tears that cascade down your cheeks as a powerful orgasm shoots through you. Your cum spraying out of you covering Nat in your juices. Wanda’s hand on your face and her sweet whispers help ground you as your mind feels like it’s floating. “Shhh Mommy’s got you sweet girl.” 

When Nat finally stops your body goes limp. She pulls out slowly trying not to hurt you but you hiss in pain. “Shh detka you did so good for Mommy and Daddy.” In a flash you’re in Nat’s arms and she is kissing your head. She carries you down the hall into the bedroom you share with them. You're nuzzled into her chest as you feel exhausted. You don’t miss how Wanda stops a servant and tells them they need to clean the meeting room table which has you blushing in embarrassment. Which only causes Nat to chuckle at your cuteness. 

The women get you all cleaned up in a bath that they join you with. Once they are done they help you get dressed and into bed. Nearly the whole time Nat is carrying you around due to your super shaky legs. The important things they needed to get done long forgotten about as they crawl into bed on either side of you. They are the Queens after all and can cancel whatever they please. So they take the rest of the day taking care of you. 

This is the best life you could have ever hoped for. One that will last an eternity with two very beautiful women bound until the end of time.

[local-crying-boy]

could you do a wanda maximoff/gn or f reader where she's just joined the avengers (possibly after switching sides from team ultron) fluff?

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𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚇 𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 (𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏, 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚙𝚛𝚎-𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏, 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 - 𝙰𝙺𝙰 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 -, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 2.2k

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The whole team were only wanting to relax for the next couple of days, the battle in Sokovia took a toll on everyone, even on superheroes. However, they all still had to complete training, Rogers and Romanoff were building up the ‘New Avengers’.

It was, of course, an honour to be considered to be apart of the Avengers, and to actually be trained to be one? Well, that was a different honour. It was almost every child’s dream to become a hero, and those children usually just became a first responder or a doctor, maybe even joined the army. But, you? You were actually able to be a hero.

In all honesty, you would have been happy to just continue your work as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. However, after joining in on the fight in Sokovia, you agreed with the decision to have a different role. You couldn’t deny the pay either.

Throughout your time with training, you had become good friends with the now-new-avengers. All apart from one.

Wanda Maximoff.

Your curiosity peaked whenever you saw her, she was so secluded and introverted. You never really saw her interact with the others, she really only talked to Rogers or Natasha and you could only assume that was because Rogers was the first one to trust her and Pietro.

And you only really assumed she was that introverted and secluded because of the death of her twin. You could tell, even from small glances, that she wasn’t sleeping well, and that she’d been crying a lot.

You couldn’t blame her of course.

She was in a new country, a new language and surrounded by people she didn’t really know, all on her own. You could only imagine how much easier it would have been of her brother had survived too, how she’d probably seem a lot more as ease, maybe even looked better than she did now.

you pitied her, you wanted her to be better than she was now, you wanted her to try and find a home in this new place.

You only had to find some way to help.

You originally attempted to go up to her when the team were training, though, at that point, she was mostly sticking with Rogers or Romanoff. Both of the Avengers were taking turns into teaching her the basics of hand-to-hand combat. Which, in result, meant that you didn't exactly get a chance to speak to her all that much.

So, your next thought was to try and caught her when she was wondering around the Compound. You tried to wonder around the Compound much more than you would usually, attempting to find Wanda around the base or catching her doing more mundane things that weren't just training.

Though, yet again, it was a failed attempted. After not running into her at all for a while, you asked Natasha where Wanda usually was, it turned out that she spent most of her time in her room.

The information only made you pity Wanda that much more. Even with everyone in the Compound, she still confined herself into her plain room, wallowing all alone. And you, the entire time, hadn't even thought about checking in on her while she was in her room!

And you call yourself an Avenger. You couldn't even think about a solution so simple.

Thus, you found yourself outside of her bedroom door one early evening. You lifted your hand and did three quick knocks on her door, you weren't entirely sure if she was going to let you in or not because the two of you had never really talked all that much.

You heard a faint 'come in' from inside of Wanda's room amongst the quiet TV noise as well, prompting you two open the creaking door, poking your head through for a moment before entering fully.

"Hello." You greeted with a small smile.

Wanda was sitting crossed legged at the end of her double bed, a pillow resting on her lap. She turned her head over her shoulder and looked over at you, there was a hint of shock in her eyes, as if she hadn't expected it to be you who knocked on her door.

"Hi." She responded, her voice quiet and hard to hear. "What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to check up on you." You said with a small shrug. "I don't see you all that often."

“I’ve been spending most of my time in here.” Wanda said with a quiet voice and a small shrug, every aspect of her mannerisms throughout the entire time being in the compound always seemed so shy and awkward.

You laughed faintly, scratching the back of your neck. “Oh, I’m aware, I’ve been trying to catch you around the compound.”

There was a moment of silence, but… not really. That was when you noticed the faint sound of the TV in her room, just opposite her bed. It was some sitcom, you didn’t know what it was, you didn’t really watch them.

Clearly, Wanda had noticed your yes drifting to the TV, "Do you know it?"

Your eyes snapped back to hers, before you shook your head. "Oh, no, no, I don't really watch Sitcoms. Not my thing."

"What's 'your thing'?" She asked, her gaze fixated onto yours, like the two of you were just simply unable to look away.

"Uhm..." You shrugged lightly, quietly wracking your brain for anything that you could think of on the spot. "Training?"

She was silent, giving you a quizzical look, before her lips pulled into a small grin, a soft, faint laugh escaping. "Training?"

You chuckled alongside the Sokovian, shrugging lightly. Maybe it was an embarrassing thing to say, but you got her to laugh and that was something. "Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want, but it got me here."

“You got bored?” Wanda asked quietly, her hands planted on her lap. “Is that why you trained in your free time?”

You shrugged lightly, there was a couple reasons, but they all seemed a little too silly to actually be a reason to spend most of time training instead of, well, figuring out what you actually wanted to do in your free time.

"Something like that." You said quietly, shrugging lightly.

Wanda was quiet, though, looking at you for a few moments that made you feel like she was trying to figure out what was going in your mind without actively using her powers, or maybe she was using her powers. You wouldn't really be able to tell.

You let out a forced laugh, shrugging it off once again. "I just... The reason I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. was because I lost... someone. Training was the main way I avoided thinking about it."

There was a silence between the two of you, she nodded slowly. She understood the pain of losing some, hell, she knew how it was to lose her entire family.

"I dunno." You cleared your throat anxiously. "There were other reasons of course, but... but that was the main reason."

You shrugged lightly, before continuing on again. “It helped the loneliness, I guess.”

Wanda stared at you for a few, short moments. She went to speak, but she thought about what she was going to say before she opened her mouth to speak again. "I don't know how to... get rid of the loneliness."

You frowned at her, but not out of disbelief or anything else, only out of pity. Though, that just made you feel a little shitty, pitying the girl with no family.

“You think talking would help?” You asked softly, you didn’t entirely known exactly how to help people, especially with grief over a lost loved one. You could barely manage your own emotions, but you knew that an offer to talk would be appreciated - most times.

She stared at you for a few moments, as if debating it.

“I might not exactly be able to help.” You explained with a small shrug. “But… talking about it might make you feel better.”

“The only thing that would make me feel better is seeing him.” Wanda quickly said, her voice already broken and quiet.

You let out a small breath, looking down for a moment. “I get that. I do. You wanna remember him, though, right?”

She didn’t speak up.

“Remembrance doesn’t always have to be… from seeing someone.” You said softly. “Talking about them, keeps the memory alive, keeps them alive.”

She still was quiet, though, this time, she didn’t meet your eyes again.

“Grief… is a funny thing.” You said with an amused breath. “Our minds grieve the absence of someone, or something, but we forget that there’s no true absence. We hold apart of that person in our hearts, our minds.”

“You think I still have Pietro here?” She asked, looking up at you with an almost look of confusion and disbelief.

“You do.” You responded with a quick nod. “You’ve spent every day with him, you grew up together. You’ll have things you’ll see in the streets that remind you of him, whether they made you laugh or pissed you off.”

A small grin pulled at her lips when you finished speaking, but she had quickly tried to hide it, as if she didn’t want to be seen smiling when she was grieving the loss of her twin.

“Grieving doesn’t have to be all sad.” You said softly. “And it’s not a set amount of time, and in that time you don’t have to be miserable all the time.”

Wanda was quiet for a couple moments, before she spoke up again. “I wake up… and I think he’s still alive, and I think I’m going to see him when I get out of bed.”

You let out a small breath, nodding slowly. “I do that too. With… my person.”

“Does it stop?” She asked slowly.

You were hesitant for a few moments. “I haven’t yet.”

She let out a small ‘oh’ sound.

“But… if it makes a difference, everyday it’s less.” You muttered faintly, looking over at her to try and see her eyes. “To a point where, you know that they’re not here.”

There was a short silence again, a running pattern with this whole interaction.

“That seems sad.” She said quietly. “To wake up and realise that they’re gone.”

“Yeah. I guess.” You replied faintly, looking down at your hands.

Your eyes focused on the show that Wanda had been watching before you came in, you didn’t know what the sitcom was, but there was a certain part that made you chuckle.

Wanda noticed your little laugh, her eyes focusing on the show as well. Her own lips pulled into a subtle smile, though, you were sure that she wasn’t going to show it yet because of the topic the two of you were just talking about.

“Are you used to living here yet?” You asked eventually, looking over at her again for a moment, be for turning your gaze to the tv again - it seemed easier to do that than to keep eye contact with her.

"It's... strange." She said, her words dragged out as if she was trying to find the correct words. Not only a way to describe how she was feeling, but also to not offend you in anyway.

You nodded slowly, letting a quiet laugh out. "I get that, it's so weird living with literal superheroes."

But Wanda shook her head, it wasn't even a hesitated shake of the head, it was quick, as if she immediately knew that she didn't agree, even in the slightest, to your statement.

"It's strange in a way that..." She paused, looking down at her hands in her lap as she searched for her words. "There's a lot of people here, and I'm not in Sokovia anymore.

You understandingly nodded, even though you couldn't fully understand how she was feeling as you had been living in America for a while now. "It's a new country, a new language, you mean? You're not used to it?"

Wanda nodded this time. "I mean, I know English, so it's not like I've been thrown into complete confusion."

You nodded, it was a non-verbal confirmation that you were listening. Understand, even if it was to a small extent.

"You're not at home anymore." You said faintly, your voice almost as a whisper for reasons unknown to you.

This time, she nodded. She looked over at you and attempted a smile, but her eyes were a dead give away at how broken she felt inside. You could, really, only give her small nod.

"I understand, kind of." You said softly, but then shrugged lightly. "Not to the same extent, but... I understand having to leave home. I think a lot of us do, y'know?"

She let out a faint hum, one you had to really near to her to be able to hear. Everyone here had a familiar story of grief, hatred and sorrow, not all the same, but the one thing you all had in common was the emotion side of it. Sometimes, it was daunting, but, other times, it was comforting.

"I already know that." She said, there was some weight to her words, but you could hear the underlying hint of amusement in her words, buried under all that sadness.

She did know, she did look through everyone minds, after all, yours included.

You didn't comment, however.

"It'll get better." You said after a few moments of awkward silence, the only sound being heard again is the sit-com Wanda was watching.

"Eventually."

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[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”

[lovelyy-moonlight]

NEW | ‘WandaVision’ Gag Reel.

[i-do-it-for-the-gays]

Summarizing the MCU in 5 words or less…

Agatha All Along Edition

“All Maximoff’s are super dramatic.”

[wandaslittlelove]

Destined Part 2

Warnings: Kidnapping, mentions of killing I know this part is really bad but I promise the next one will be better

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Kamar taj is not like anything I had expected it to be. It was a fortress with many young sorcerers training or that's what they were supposed to be doing. Instead they all stood still, waiting for the fight that was bound to happen.

I stood downstairs with America as the roof above us shook violently signifying the fight that was happening upstairs.

“We have to get you out of here.” Strange spoke as he entered the room. Wong explained to us that Kamar taj had fallen and I took a deep breath. I knew Wanda was capable of a lot of things but killing a bunch of innocent people like this? This was madness.

Suddenly the doors began to slam shut and people disappeared into puddles. 

We had to quickly cover all reflectable surfaces but America was too slow and suddenly Wanda appeared in front of us. Wanda made eye contact with me before she went on to explain how her multiverse self had children in every other universe. How those children weren’t just hers but mine.

“None of that is real Wanda.” I spoke, stepping forwards ignoring America pulling my arm back. “At least not in this universe. You choose your life. You choose to cheat on me with vision. To create a life and children with him. Not me.” Wanda took a step towards me and softly caressed my face with her hand before gripping my jaw tightly. I heard a gasp from behind me and could feel the way Strange prepared himself to step in.

“You do not get to speak to me that way, little one. Even if you may not think so, you are still mine. Once I get America's powers I am going to get our children and we will be a perfect family. Now step out of my way.” She releases the grip on my jaw and I step back towards Strange and America. 

“I'm sorry Wanda but I will not let you kill a kid or tear apart a happy family.” With my words Stange sends a creature towards Wanda but she is quick to fight them off and send Strange flying into a wall. She lifts America into the air and I am quick to send a white burst of energy flying towards her but she only dogages it glaring at me.

“Stay back” She growls as she uses her magic to cuff my arms behind my back.

I watch in horror as Wanda uses her magic to suck the energy out of America.

“STOP STOP. WANDA STOP!” I shout and her attention turns back to me. “Don’t hurt her!” I scream again. Suddenly everything seems to go in slow motion as I watch Strange jump towards America knocking her back into the portal she had created. I hear Wanda scream angrily as it closes right behind them and then I feel the pain in my head as she grips my hair tightly dragging me outside. 

I say nothing as tears fall down my face from both the pain and the destruction around me. And nothing as suddenly my vision goes black.

When I wake up I look around confused as I notice my surroundings. Looking around I notice I'm in a bedroom. There are curtains half open on the windows and the door leading out of the room is cracked open. Slowly I sit up and begin to make my way towards the door. My eyes widen as I look down the hallway and see Wanda step out of a portal and into the living room. 

When she sees me she smiles and beckons me over.

“I'm glad you're finally awake Bunny. Come have a seat.” When I refuse to come towards her she frowns and flicks her wrist sending me flying towards her. Out of fear I attempt to send an energy blast at her but panic when I realize I can’t.

“What did you do to me!” I yell as I struggle against her magic. 

“Just a little spell to keep you in line. Your powers do not work anymore. Thanks to the dark hold our powers are no longer balanced.” She speaks as if it's the most simple thing in the world.

“America did you..?” I ask, remembering the portal she had just created.

“No. Her and Strange got away. The portal was to my throne.” she takes a look at my confused face before giggling. “You're such a naive little bunny. At first my goal was to gain America's powers so that I could steal the life of my counterpart but once she got away I figured why do that when I can just have my own. Even if I have to make you give me what I want.” 

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[be-loved-moon]

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[pinkpinkmermayyy]

if you catch wanda maximoff or agatha harkness manipulating me do NOT intervene. I am exactly where I want to be

[puffein]

WAITING HOURS AND SUNRISES | late spring [v.]

summary: wanda's abrupt change in attitude marked the beginning of an unrepairable disaster. pairings: wanda maximoff x fem!reader warnings: angst, profanities, insults, mean wanda word count: 1117 a/n: my personal fave chapter...!

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New Brunswick, New Jersey

Early-July 2022

Thomas Christopher Greene once stated in a book, "Time can be slowed if you live deliberately. If you stop and watch sunsets. If you spend time sitting on porches listening to the woods. If you give in to the reality of the seasons." 

But right now, time doesn't slow down for you as you sit hours and hours long on the window ledge of your best friend's dorm living room. You can feel the hardness of the wall right at your back, your knees pulled up tightly on your chest, arms wrapped loosely around it.

You gave in to the reality of the season though, summer nights are always wonderful for some people, however, these past summer nights have not been made for you as you have spent them waiting patiently for a certain someone to arrive safely in the comforts of their room. 

Your hair shifts lightly with the swift motions of your head turning upon hearing the quiet sound of keys and profanities right behind the door. 

Altering your body out of the ledge soundlessly, you mutter, "Where were you?" 

"Jesus, you scared me." Wanda's soft voice echoes throughout her dorm, clearly having the knowledge that her loud voice wouldn't wake up her already sleeping roommate. 

She huffs out, slender fingers going through her unruly hair, "You're here again?"

You watch her quietly, nodding your head in resignation as you walk past her, "Just wanted to see if you arrived safely." you say.

Wanda. Wanda has been doing this for the past months. Going out late, going home late. Missing your friendly dates, the sitcom days, the months of months plans the both of you made last year was now forgotten, thrown out like a piece of antique.

Useless and vintage.

You didn't know what changed.

"I'm not a child, you know." she harshly replies, accent coming out strong and venomous. You halted your steps, shoulders tense at the voice she was using at you.

"You don't have to go here, bother Darcy, and wait for me to arrive like some obsessed best friend who can't seem to live without hanging out with me. Stop being so clingy."

Okay.

"I just wanted to see if you arrived safely," she mocked, her phony voice skirting around the corners of your breaking heart. "Bullshit. We both know you're just afraid to be alone. Well, guess what Y/N, I am sick of that. I am sick of you."

Ever felt like someone stabbing you right in your chest, okay, wrong. This doesn't feel like stabbing to you, this felt like a bomb going off, and the pieces of your heart fly in different directions and it doesn't stop there. The pain continues on as someone's pair of hands and feet crush every tiny piece laying steadily on the floor.

That pair of hands and feet are Wanda's.

"You're not gonna say anything?" she says exasperatedly, face warp in aggravation as she stares at your back.

You have many things to say to her. Many unsaid things that you know will go deaf in her perfectly working ears. You want to say how she's been a shitty best friend ever since she met that dude at a party, how you are grasping at that tiny piece of friendship that you knew is being broken piece by piece as the time goes by, how when you look at her, you don't see her, you see a stranger living in the body of your best friend. Of the one you dearly love so much you would go into deeper depths just to see her happy.

You wanted to say that but instead, you utter these words, "What do you want me to say?"

Wanda groans, "Anything! Just— I don't know, say something." she says desperately, trying to make you understand something that you clearly can't comprehend.

"I'm gonna go." You take a step forward, towards the door only to be stopped by her tight grip on your arm.

"You can't just go."

"Wanda, I can't fucking understand you right now. Are you drunk? Are you high?" you snapped at her, voice in an edge as you turn to stare right at her face. 

She opens her mouth to say something but you are clearly not done with your words.

"What do you want me to fucking say? That you've been such a bitch lately? That, what, the old woman I met on the bus weeks ago felt more like a best friend than you ever did for these past months? What do you want me to fucking say?" you finally declare, your brows furrowed, jaw tense with fist clenched tightly against your palm. 

Wanda loosens the grip on your arm as she drinks in every word you have said to her. Not wanting to stare longer at the realization that is coming to her face, your back faces her again as your hand clutches the doorknob and latches it open for you to walk away.

"Y/N, wait—"

You whip your body fast to glower at her, "No, you listen. I fucking don't know what has gotten into you to treat me like this. We were doing fine then I just woke up with you ignoring me. I did this because I care and the friendship I have with you matters."

The timbres of your voice quiver, undertones of heartache can be heard in the staggering of your hardened voice, "But fucking shit, Wanda. You could've just told me you're tired of being in this friendship. I would have respected that, you don't have to make me feel so worthless."

Watching the light trembles of her lips and the brave step she took closer to you, you can see the morphing of hurt flashing right at her face. You're confused. She intentionally spurted those words at you, how come she has the guts to look so anguished?

"Y/N, I just—"

But you are already walking away, time slowing down with your breathing rigid and labored. Your steps are filled with regret at how you have thrown those words at her. You didn't mean it, as much as you want to mourn for whatever has gone downhill for the both of you, what you have said to her was the truth and you didn't really care right now as you are greeted with a magnificent vision of the sun slowly rising for the world to see. 

Funny, you should have listened to Thomas Greene and spent your time sitting on porches listening to the sound of the woods instead of waiting till the sun rises just to make sure your best friend arrived safely.

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[house-of-maximoff]

I Want Everyone To Give Me Their Holy Trinity Of Main Female Protagonists.

Here’s mine

Wednesday Addams from Wednesday and The Addams Family

Wanda Maximoff from the MCU

Hermione Granger from Harry Potter

[hyper-fixated-delusions]

Also, this is so random but there’s this one Wanda gif that has me losing my sanity and there are just so many gay thoughts. Like literally so gay and yeah, women. Wanda. Thank you. And bye. Yes okay, I’m gay.

[scarlethexelove]

Hey are to taking requests I’m think about g!p Wanda where reader lost her job and feels like she’s good for nothing but Wanda reminds her that she’s good for everything and what it starts very soft ends up being in rough s*x reader ends up being pregnant

Perfect Little Housewife

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 2934

Warnings: Poor Reader gets fired, a little bit of depressed reader, crying, comfort, Smut, Wanda has a penis, soft sex, rough sex, Mommy kink, breeding, Wanda calls reader slut once, obviously unprotected sex, a bit of choking, reader gets pregnant.

A/n: I love the request but as a note Anon I would like it if you didn't use the term g!p it can be offensive to some and I try my best to be respectful. So in the future you could either say intersex or just plainly that she has a penis thanks 😊 But I hope you like it cause I did enjoy this one.

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A tear slips down your cheek as you set the box full of your things on the kitchen island. Fired is what just happened to you. Well they said you were being laid off but it is essentially the same thing in your mind. You're so useless that you can’t even keep your job. How are you supposed to support yourself and your wife if you lost your job? You loved your job and were good at it, so out of all the employees why did it have to be you. 

A few more tears fall as you let out a sigh. Your hands are gripping the counter on either side of the box as you look down. On top is a picture of you and your wife on your wedding day. Bright and happy smiles at the prospect of a great future but where is that future now. Tears land on the glass and roll down the front. How are you going to tell Wanda? What is she going to think of you? You're a failure. 

You don’t hear the door or the soft footsteps creeping towards you. You’re so lost in your thoughts of failure that you missed the fact that your wife is home. Wanda walks into the kitchen seeing you hunched over a box and the sounds of your sniffles causing a look of worry to cross her face. “Detka?” Wanda calls out to you. You quickly stand up straighter and wipe furiously at your eyes to clear the fallen tears. You turn around hoping that you have composed yourself enough. “Wanda.” You're a bit shocked to see her home so early. “What’s wrong moya lyubov'.” She rushes over to you having seen your red puffy eyes and the slight shake of your hands. Her hand reaches to gently cup your cheek, her thumb rubbing against the skin tenderly. “N-nothing.” You try to sound more assured of yourself but the slight stutter doesn’t fool your wife. 

Wanda pulls you into her, wrapping her arms around you tightly. You can’t help but let yourself break in her arms. A sob you didn’t know that you were holding in escapes from your lips. You grip the front of Wanda’s shirt tightly as you cry into her shoulder. You can’t help as you cry harder because of how pathetic you are right now. First you lose your job and now you're crying like a baby. But Wanda is soothing, her touch brings you comfort. Her hand gently rubbing at your back as she kisses your head, quiet shushes as she gently rocks you. You don’t know how long you cry for but they eventually calm, Wanda not stopping her menstrations to calm you. 

Once you had completely stopped crying Wanda pulled you back far enough so that she could get a good look at you. She wipes the tears with her thumbs as she cups your face in her hands. “Moya lyubov’ please tell me what’s wrong.” Her voice is soft and so reassuring, but there still is a voice in the back of your head that screams that you are a failure. You let out a shuttered sigh. “I was fired … Well laid off b-but that still means I’m nothing.” You thought you were all done crying but more tears shine in your eyes. “Oh Y/n/n you're not nothing. Detka we will be just fine.” You shake your head pulling away from her grasp. “I’m useless. I can’t even keep my job to help provide for you.. For us. What kind of wife am I? Then here I am bawling like a fucking idiot because of how useless I am.” Your sorrow turns a bit bitter, but not at her but at yourself. 

You're now muttering and pacing around at how bad of a wife you are and how pathetic you are. Wanda hates to see you so down on yourself. “Detka.” Wanda tries to get your attention but you don’t even acknowledge her. “Y/n/n.” She tries again but it's still the same. “Y/n!” She is louder and more assertive which causes you to stop in your tracks. Wanda takes this as a chance. She grabs your hips and turns you, pressing your back against the island. “Y/n, sweetheart you are not pathetic or a failure. They were stupid for letting you go.” She gives you a kind and reassuring smile. She helps calm you down with her soft voice and soft touches. 

Wanda leans in kissing your lips softly. “You are beautiful, kind, and amazing. I love you so much. You can stay home or you can come work for me if you really want to.” She pecks your lips constantly throughout her words. She knows just how to soften you up to bring you off of the ledge. “Okay.” You breathe out. Wanda kisses you again pouring all of her love for you into that single kiss. 

You two slowly make out in the kitchen. A need for comfort turning into a need for one another. Wanda easily lifts you onto the counter. You let your legs fall open and Wanda slots herself between them. She smiles into the kiss at your action before she is licking at your bottom lip asking for entrance. You gladly allow her access. A moan escapes your throat as Wanda’s tongue meets yours and she grinds her hips into yours. You can already feel her growing bulge. 

Your hands move down and start to fiddle with the button on Wanda’s pants. You struggle to focus on the kiss as you try to undo her pants. “Please.” You whimper against her lips as you fidget. She smirks, moving to push your hands away and undoing her pants swiftly. But she lets them sit around her hips revealing the top of her boxer shorts. You try to push her pants down but she stops you. Clicking her tongue. “Not yet detka. Mommy wants to see you.” You whine but nod. Wanda reaches to take off your shirt which you help by lifting your arms. 

Wanda’s lips meet yours again in another soft kiss. Her hand reached around your back and unhooked your bra. She doesn’t break the kiss as she pulls it down your shoulders and completely off. Her hands now take their place kneading at your breast. You moan in her mouth as she works you up. Gently kneading before her fingers pinch and twist at your sensitive nipples. “Ahh Mommy.” Your hips buck against hers feeling her cock straining against its fabric confines. “Please.” You whimper. 

Wanda moans as you buck into her. “Since you asked so nicely detka.” Wanda’s hands move down and hook into the hem of your pants and underwear. You lift your hips slightly allowing her to pull them both down in one fell swoop. She steps back to pull them all the way off and toss them to the side with the rest of your clothes. She can already see your wetness smearing on your thighs making her groan. You reach out for her wanting her close but she doesn’t move. Her eyes meet yours before she pulls her shirt over her head and tosses it to the side before she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra letting it fall from her shoulders onto the floor. You so desperately want to touch her and for her to touch you that you let out a whine giving her grabby hands. Wanda clicks her tongue at you. “Patiences moya lyubov’.” She smirks at your neediness. Wanda then pushes her pants down her legs. You can now see her strained cock and the small wet spot of precum that has stained her boxers.

It takes everything in you not to just jump off the counter and rid Wanda of the rest of her clothing. But not soon after Wanda is pushing her boxers down to meet her pants around her ankles. Her cock slapped against her lower stomach. She kicks her clothes from around her ankles off and slots herself back between your waiting legs. Wanda pumps her cock a few times before swiping through your folds stopping to gently nudge at your pulsing clit. You both moan at the action. 

“Fuck malyshka you’re so wet for me.” Wanda groans as she teases your folds. “Mommy please.” You wrap your legs around her waist pulling her closer. Wanda’s desire finally wins over as she presses the tip against your entrance. She slowly pushes in. Your walls stretch to accommodate her size. Your body's desire to be stretched and filled by your wife. She keeps pushing until she is all the way in your warm walls eloping her length. Both of you moan when her hips meet yours. 

You wrap your arms around Wanda’s shoulders lacing your fingers through her hair pulling her into a kiss. As you lips meet Wanda begins to gently thrust into you. She begins to fuck you at a steady pace. Each thrust deep and precise, hitting the spongy spot deep inside of you. Whimpers and moans being swallowed by Wanda’s mouth. 

The sensual moment between the two of you as Wanda doesn’t just fuck you but makes love to you. No matter where you are in life you will always be the most important thing in Wanda’s life. She wants you to feel all of that. This isn’t about being horny it is about showing you how much she loves and cherishes you. All you can hope to do is reflect the same amount of love that she has for you back to her. 

Wanda’s hips keep their steady pace as you continue to softly make out with one another. It’s messy but filled with love. Her arms wrap tightly around you and pull you impossibly closer to her. Your mutual moans being swallowed by the other as you grind back. Your fingers gripping her hair as you break to catch your breath. She leans her forehead against yours. Her eyes looking down to where your two bodies are joined. Small pants as she thrusts perfectly angeling herself every time. “Such a good girl for Mommy. I love you so much detka.” Wanda mumbles against your lips as she gives you a kiss. “Lo-Love you too Mommy.” You mumble breathily. 

Your walls tighten around Wanda’s length as the knot in your lower abdomen tightens. Getting closer to the edge of release. Wanda right there with you, her thrust becoming a bit more sloppy. Your walls clamp around her as her length twitches inside of you. She grinds into you as she thrust in, pleasure shooting through you as you grind back. Your walls are squeezing her perfectly. Your moans are growing as you let your head fall forward onto her shoulder. She gently kisses your other shoulder as you squeeze her tightly. 

Wanda can tell you close. She wants you to finish with her, to feel you release all over her cock. She lightly nips and sucks at the skin around your neck and shoulder, sure to leave marks behind. “Cum detka. I wanna feel you fall apart.” She mumbles against your skin. Her thrust never having turned more than a steady pace continuing to drive into you. You moan as the knot snaps, letting go. Your legs tighten around her waist as your walls spasm around her length. Your cum coating her cock as she grinds into you. Her cock twitches as she releases inside of you. Your walls are being coated by her white sticky liquid. 

Feeling you cum and your walls sucking her in, greedy to milk her dry flips a switch inside of Wanda. She starts to speed up her thrust as spurts of cum coat your walls. She wants to fill you full. Feel you grip her cock like a vice. So instead of bringing you down from your high she starts to build a new one. Her hips now pistoning into you, her cock quickly disappearing in and out of your sticky hole. 

“Mommy.” You whimper confused. “Shhh detka, let Mommy use you now.” She grunts and with a particularly hard thrust you moan. That desirable flip switching inside of you at the change of your wife. You love how she can be soft one moment but rough the next. 

Wanda pulls out of you but before you can even complain about being empty she has manhandled you into a new position. She pulls you off the counter and turns you around. She presses in the middle of your back making you lean over the counter before she grabs your hips harshly and swiftly thrust her full length back inside of you. “Mommy!” You moan out loudly, her thrust at a fast and brutal pace from the start this time. She jackhammers her hips into yours, bouncing off your ass. Her fingers dig into your hips as she grunts. The force of her thrust moves your whole body. 

Your moans bounce off the walls of the kitchen as Wanda continues to thrust into you from behind. She slaps her hand down on your ass causing you to clench around her. “Oh you like that you, you little slut.” She smirks leaning over you, her breast pressed against your back. All you can do is nod your head as another slap connects with your ass cheek. Another loud moan falling from your lips. “Fuck so perfect for Mommy moya lyubov’.” She kisses your shoulder. “M-Mommy’s.” You mumble in agreeance. 

Wanda thrust in and out of you perfectly with each stroke. “Fuck. What if Mommy gets you pregnant baby hmm. You don’t need a job. Mommy will take care of you. You’ll be my perfect little housewife.” You close your eyes, nodding as you moan. “You like that detka? Mommy filling you with her babies.” Wanda grunts as she continues to thrust. Her hand that was left on your hip moving up to your throat and gently squeezing. She pulls both of your bodies up as she never falters her thrust. Her other arm wrapping around your waist keeps your body close to hers. “P-Please!” You moan, your hands gripping her arms wrapped around you digging your nails into her flesh.  

You and Wanda have leisurely talked about kids but nothing solid but her words play in your head. Now would be perfect and she is right she makes enough to support all of you. She can support not only the both of you but all the kids you could ever desire to have together. The door to a career may have closed but another door to a whole new life has opened. One that you are willing to risk it all for. 

“Mommy’s going to fill you so full of her cum. I’ll keep filling this perfect little hole until you're pregnant with my child. Fuck.” Wanda grunts, her thrust becoming sloppy as she draws nearer to her impending orgasm. Your walls are desperately sucking her in just begging to be filled even more. “Want you babies Mommy. Please fill me.” Your words are breathy as Wanda’s hand around your throat tightens.

With Wanda’s hand on your throat and her thrusts you're soon falling over the edge. Your walls clamp hard around her shaft as your head falls back. Silently screaming as you fall over the edge. Your cum once again mixes with hers as your orgasm washes over. Your body trembling in her hold. Her thrust is sloppy as she grows near. The power she has over you in this moment has thrust hard one more time before unloading inside of you. You don’t know how it is possible but she unloads more cum inside of you than the last time. The prospect of getting you pregnant and starting a family with you exciting the other woman. 

Wanda’s thrust slows down as she helps ride the both of you through your highs. If she wasn’t holding onto you so tightly you know your legs would have given out under you. She holds you tight, slowing her pace to a stop when you whimper from a bit of overstimulation. She kisses the side of your head gently as she pulls out of you. “You did so good for me moya lyubov’.” You let out a content sigh as you relax back into her arms. “Thank you Wands.” You mumble with your eyes closed. “Anything for you my love.” She kisses your shoulder gently before she picks you up bridal style. She gently carries you to your shared bedroom and places you on the bed. She quickly gets both of you cleaned up before she slides into the bed next to you. 

You snuggle into Wanda’s side as she wraps her arms around you tightly. Her one hand laying to rest on your stomach. You look up at her seeing her smiling back down at you. You giggle and blush. “Whatttt.” She just chuckles. “You’ll be pregnant. I’m sure of it. We'll have a perfect little family before you know it.” She kisses your lips gently. “How can you know that?” You ask her. “I just know it detka. You’re going to be pregnant with my babies and you get to be my perfect little housewife.” You hum at her words knowing that your wife is never wrong about these things. Snuggling close into her as you let the thoughts of your future take hold. Your eyes sliding shut with a wide smile on your face as you drift off into a peaceful sleep.

[local-crying-boy]

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𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝: "𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎!"

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚇 𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗/𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚠𝚕𝚠, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎-𝚞𝚙, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜

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"Stop moving, detka." Wanda said sternly, her eyes were narrowed and she had a make-up brush in her hand.

You were sitting on a chair in her room, constantly moving around every few seconds, having the urge to move around and do something active - you were never good at sitting still. Wanda was opposite you, Halloween make-up on the desk, a grin on her face whenever you made a slight face from the feeling.

"You're going to stab me in the eye with that brush, Wands." You said with a small scowl, flinching away when she moved the brush with a dark shade of red on it, which only caused an annoyed - yet playful - groan escape Wanda's lips.

You weren't initially going to let Wanda do your make-up, let alone even dress up for Halloween. It wasn't even your favourite holiday, in fact, it was one of the ones you disliked the most. You weren't sure if it was because you hated the idea of making the effort to dress up as something nothing remotely scary just to wear it for a few pointless hours, or if it was because you hated the non stop knocking that was always disrupting the peace in your apartment before you lived in the Avengers Compound.

But, how could you possibly say no to Wanda when she proposed the idea to do your make up? Especially when she had that giddy, genuine smile on her face that made your heart swell up with pure love and happiness?

Wanda had rolled her eyes at you, a smirk pulling at her lips. "I won't stab your eye. It's no where near your eye!"

"Well, well, actually." You corrected as your back straightened and you looked her straight in the eye. "I can't trust you with that after last week's baking."

Ah, yes, last week's baking session. You and Wanda were just trying to make some nice treats for the team because it was Autumn and you both were in the mood for some fresh, warm cookies. Of course, however, you ended up with half the flour on your clothes and some of the mixture on the floor and the walls, with Wanda being - almost - completely spared from the chaos.

Said 'chaos' being curtsy of Wanda. Or, well, Wanda and you. Though, being the oh-so-clearly innocent one of the team, you tried your best to not take any of the blame - seeing as you were the one covered in the mess, while Wanda remained perfectly clean.

"Last week was not my fault." Wanda objected with a fake gasp. "I think you forget who started that little fight."

"Little fight?" You questioned with a laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. "Wanda, love, I was not the one who was using their powers as an unfair advantage to get me completely covered in flour!"

She only gave a quick shrug, that stupid smile on her face completely making you want to lean in and kiss her. You were about to go through with the thought, leaning upwards to her lips to get her a quick peck.

However, Wanda wasn't having it, and simply pushed you back against the back of the chair with her hand on your shoulder. "Stop moving, I'm almost done."

"Hey!" You said with a laugh, looking up her with feigned look of sadness in your eyes. "You're going to stop me from kissing you now?"

She leaned her head down close to yours, you could feel her warm breath tickling your nose, and you could feel as the shivers travelled up your spine.

"Be patient." She whispered quietly, then moved away, a soft, gentle sigh escaping her mouth. "You're more restless than Pietro."

"Don't compare me with your twin." You scoffed out with a grin. "I'm better, obviously."

She laughed then, a real, eyes closed, mouth open, laugh. She shook her head, but eventually considered the statement and nodded. "Yeah. You are."

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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.

[lovelyy-moonlight]

New outtakes of Elizabeth Olsen as the Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff.

[lizmaximoff]

Wanda Maximoff in the MCU → Avengers: Infinity War (2018) dir. by Anthony + Joe Russo ↳ "I just feel you."