#wanda maximoff x autistic!reader

[thescarletwitchsapprentice]

Lady Luck (Wanda Maximoff x autistic!ADHD!fem!reader)

*Not my GIF

Summary: You haven’t been having the best luck as of....well....ever. Life didn’t draw you the best deck of cards. In fact, as of recent, you seem to be having more bad cards drawn than good. But maybe, just maybe, bad luck can lead to better-than-good luck.

Warnings: Use of and mention of the r-word, somewhat suicidal ideation, a lot of injuries and damage, (physical and emotional) internalized ableism, a little blood, panic attack mention, sensory overload mention, hurt/comfort, some fluff, mentions of a cheating boyfriend, asshole coworkers, asshole boss, a liberal application of Murphy’s Law.

Author’s Note: I know so many of you are here for Yandere Wanda Maximoff, but I’m also up to doing non-yan Wanda. And I don’t think I’ve written something for Nat in a while. I’d also love to add Yelena to my list of characters. Basically I kinda wanna expand my horizons as well, but I still love Yandere/Dark Wanda Maximoff, because trauma.

But this has been unfinished in my drafts for a while now, so I thought I’d finish it up and post it. :)

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

Your eyes shoot open as your late alarm goes off. You’d only planned to sleep for ten more minutes, but now it’s been forty; you went to bed at 5 am last night and your work starts at 9 am. You stumble out of bed and to the closet where you throw on something, you aren’t quite sure what, though. 

Breakfast isn’t feasible, even on the go. You have a lot to catch up on at the office. You were assigned to get a report done on The Avengers, which was the reason you stayed up so late. Unfortunately, that didn’t necessarily mean you’d get to meet them. In fact like usual, you weren’t even supposed to be the one going out on the scene, but the one writing out and editing the article like usual. Still stuck in the office like usual. If only you could meet them face to face, especially Black Widow and extra especially....Scarlet Witch....

You don’t exactly have the best poker face in the office, so everyone knows of your little crush on the Sokovian beauty; you’ve seen her the few times you’ve managed to get a look when the fights raged past your office window. Her movements are tense, but graceful. Her attacks are beautiful, but deadly. Her hair practically twirling like a graceful ballerina in the breeze. She also has this enigmatic aura about her, and as a reporter, you’re drawn to finding the answers shrouded within mystery. Even just the mere thought of her sends you into a blushing frenzy.

It rains the moment you step outside, snapping you out of your daze for Scarlet Witch, but you don’t have time to get an umbrella. You just have to make a dash for it. 

You nearly get plowed down by taxis. These spikes of adrenaline nearly give you panic attacks.

You trip into the road and twist your ankle. The pain surges through you as you get up and limp over while the taxi drivers honk in your ears and yell angrily.

When you get to the other side, you end up tripping again and twisting your other ankle. Your legs are full of scratches and bruises. 

You’re half an hour late to the office. The elevator isn’t working and your work is on the top floor. No coffee and doughnuts for you, you’re sopping wet, and your boss is in a bad mood as it is. You get lectured by your boss on everything; timeliness, appearance, work ethic, in fact it sounds like you’re close to getting fired.

You sit down at your desk and you find out that your laptop isn’t protected enough. The screen is completely wrecked, the mouse pad looks like a toddler had stomped on it, and the W and M keys are the only ones still intact with the keyboard.

You’re trying to get your work done by hand for now, but then a crowd forms in the doorway as Penny, the most popular Investigative Reporter in the office, appears with her newest photos and notes. You roll your eyes, dreading her approaching you. No, she’s not mean, (in fact she’s one of the sweetest people in the office) but you’re the writer and editor in charge of writing up her on-scene reports; because she’s so popular, she gets the most work and the best stories to report on. And that means MUCH MORE WORK for you.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” she smiles before noticing your tired expression. “Something wrong?”

“What isn’t wrong with her?” one of the other employees scoffs.

“Leave her alone!” Penny exclaims before turning back to you. “Poor girl, you’re really due for some good luck. Here, why don’t I sit down with you and we can discuss the details of this report? And perhaps you can tell me what’s been goin’ on as well.”

She pulls up a nearby chair.

“No, it’s fine,” you begin shyly. “I don’t wanna bother you--”

“Oh, don’t worry, dear. I promise it won’t be a bother,” she assures you as she sits down. “After all, we’re a team; we gotta look out for each other.”

You and Penny talk a bit more; the only reason your boss doesn’t stop her is because you two tend to exchange report details to get the most accurate story possible. Sometimes your conversations about the reports can go on for hours, so it’s not really a surprise you two end up talking for a while.

But unfortunately, Penny doesn’t seem to be your good luck charm, because in the hours you two talk over the reports and your lives, this happens:

-You’re sent photos of your boyfriend cheating on you by your sister.

-Then he breaks up with you over text.

-You get scalding hot coffee spilled on you, both accidentally and not, multiple times.

-You find out the hard way that the lunch you prepared the night before did not withstand the rush to the office, or the multiple times that you tripped.

-You also desperately need a new bag.

-Likewise, the reports about the Avengers that you stayed up until about 5 am writing and proofreading and editing didn’t survive any of it either.

-And all of those reports are on your now-broken laptop.

-And ONLY on that laptop.

-A coworker carelessly sticks his piece of gum in your hair.

-One of the wheels on your office chair snaps off and you fall hard on top of your wet and messy bag. You hit your head against your desk. 

-You also feel one of your wrists move in a way that it probably shouldn’t have.

-When you get up, you see some blood on your desk.

-There’s nothing that can be used as an ice pack. Or a bandage. So you just wash the area where you hit your head. 

-This only gets the gum more tangled in your hair.

Thank goodness for Penny, who tries to help with what she can.

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When 5 pm rolls around, everyone else gets to go home, but your boss makes you stay back. He lectures you about your conduct, as this isn’t the first time this has happened, and warns you that you’re close to being fired. And now, you’re forced to tidy up the office by yourself, despite your twisted ankles, tired state, grumbling stomach, severe wrist injury, and throbbing pain in your head.

What should’ve only taken 15 minutes ends up taking 3 hours. You go to check your phone, but find that it, too, is now decimated. Probably from the chair incident. After gathering your now-practically-powdered-remains of things, it takes you half an hour to walk back down to the lobby of the office. You step outside.

....The storm’s gotten worse.

Much. Worse.

And you without your umbrella....

Sighing, you slowly limp down the streets, thinking about all of this. Any typical person would’ve melted down and cried, but not you. You’ve grown accustomed to such a bad lot in life that you’re numb to it. At least that’s what you tell yourself. 

You’ve always been the “freak,” the “r-word,” the outcast, due to your disabilities. You didn’t know social cues, still don’t really understand them. Kids saw you as an easy target. Bullying just became an everyday thing for you. Your world slowly began to lose its color, its life, and you with it.

At least you don’t get overstimulated anymore. Or at least when you do, you’ve conditioned yourself to ignore it, even though it drains you.

All of a sudden, you feel yourself stumble from the mix of fatigue, emotional exhaustion, and hunger. Your vision becomes blurry.

“Hel......p....” you try to call out.

You barely see a flash of red as you pass out, hitting your head on the pavement.

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When you come to, you don’t feel sopping-wet clothes or a pouring storm. You don’t feel as much pain in your head or stomach or wrist or in your body in general as before, nor do you feel the cold and wet sidewalks or streets of NYC. You don’t hear taxi horns or thunder or cranky pedestrians. Instead you hear the crackling of a fireplace; random bits of conversations that you can’t quite make out; a faint jazz tune on a radio somewhere; a woman’s voice humming a soft, beautiful lullaby. You feel a warm, soft, fluffy robe; something cold on your head; your wrist being wrapped in some sort of gauze or whatever; a nice warm blanket; a gentle, warm hand petting your head.

“Is she awake?”

“I think she’s beginning to come to.”

“What happened to her?”

“I don’t know. I was just heading back from the surveillance mission and she just fainted right onto the sidewalk. Poor dear. She looks like she’s been through it.”

“Yeah....”

It’s such a pleasant change after what you’ve gone through. You start to feel.....something. It’s been ages....what is this feeling? Security? Safety? Warmth? 

Opening your eyes slowly, you find yourself looking up at a pretty woman with nearly-auburn hair and beautiful green eyes. Almost immediately she gives you a soft smile and you feel your heart flutter.

“Hey there, sleepyhead,” she says softly. “You took quite a fall back there.”

“What happened?” you hear the other voice ask.

You shrug.

“Just a bad day, I guess.”

“Well, clearly. I’m Natasha, by the way. You can call me Nat.”

“I’m Wanda,” the woman caring for you tells you.

You realize that they look familiar, but you can’t quite put your finger on why.

“Sorry we haven’t been quite able to get the gum out of your hair,” Wanda says. “Or salvage.....any of your things really....”

You shrug.

“It’s nothing. Most of my stuff got demolished anyway....”

You hear your voice quiver and squeak.

“It doesn’t sound like nothing,” Nat says.

“Oh....I’m (y/n), by the way,” you exclaim. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright,” Wanda assures you. “But Nat’s right. It doesn’t sound like nothing to me. Are you sure it’s just a bad day?”

You purse your lips and glance away. Wanda looks concerned and decides to read into your thoughts.

“Why should I bother to answer? Why would such angels care about an autistic retard like me? No one’s ever cared about me, except maybe Penny, but she’s probably doing it out of pity. My parents don’t understand me. My boyfriend cheated on me and broke up with me. And now I might be out of a job soon....Honestly....the world’s better off without me....”

She’s absolutely heartbroken.

“No, sweetie,” Wanda coos softly, stroking your face. “No. I promise the world would not be better off without you. Nat and I care about you a lot. You have a place in this world. Everyone does. And perhaps....your place could be here with us.”

This shocks you.

“Oh no, I couldn’t possibly. I mean, my job and Penny--”

“Penny?” Nat asks. “Is she that reporter who’s been at a lot of our battles? Dark pixie cut? Dresses like she’s from the 1940s?”

“Huh? Yeah. Why?”

“I was wondering why your name sounded familiar! Wanda and I have talked to her occasionally when she needed to get some extra details. She’s brought you up several times, especially how you’ve wanted to meet us, and.....how you’ve got a crush on Wanda.”

Hearing this, you finally make the connection as to who’s caring for you. Your eyes widen and your cheeks blare a deep scarlet. Seeing this Wanda giggles.

“You know, if you weren’t injured, I’d be squeezing you in a hug right about now. You’re adorable.”

Your cheeks are full-on scarlet now.

“Um....you know....my keyboard....the keys--”

“Still had the letters W and M on them?” Nat asks.

You nod.

“Maybe it’s a sign, Wands. Hm? I mean, you’ve talked about how you’ve really wanted to meet her, especially after Penny showed you her picture--”

“Nat!” Wanda giggles.

“Huh?” You’re confused.

The Sokovian beauty turns back to you.

“Nat’s been trying to get me to meet people....I don’t really leave the compound aside from missions and she thinks me having someone could be beneficial. And honestly.....I don’t think I’d be opposed to it if you’re my someone.”

“Knew it!” Nat calls out.

You find yourself stumbling on your words.

“So....(y/n),” Wanda begins. “Would you.....be my special someone?”

You try to come up with a witty response.

“O-only if you become my....Lady Luck,” you sputter out.

Hearing this she giggles and scrunches up her nose, making your heart flutter even more.

“Of course I will, you cutie pie,” she answers.

And then the unexpected happens.

She leans down and plants a soft kiss on your nose. On impulse, it twitches like a bunny’s and Wanda gasps endearingly.

“(Y/N), you are too precious!” 

This goes on for sometime until you’re able to sit up. You tell Wanda a bit about your lot in life, and for the first time in your life, you cry, but now you have someone to comfort you. After some crying and comfort, Wanda makes you some food and afterwards, she decides to introduce you to her favorite sitcom; The Dick Van Dyke Show. You don’t mind cuddling, now that you feel safe around her. By the end of the night, you two doze off on the couch, The Dick Van Dyke Show quietly playing on the TV. Wanda’s the first to nod off, which surprises you, considering how little sleep you had the night before. But soon you begin to get sleepy. As you do, you look over at your now-girlfriend and you think to yourself the last thing you ever thought you would.

“Damn....how did I get so lucky?”

[rebeltombraider]

Sorry for the Wall of Text but hey! List of Future Fics in the works? :D 

Okay so... I've been working on SO MANY stories for a while now (plot bunnies drag me around from one to the next, through new stories, while I still work slowly on my current Ao3 fics), but decided to post a little here about everything (story wise) that's been going on with the fics being mainly worked on! 

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Plot Bunnies Currently Making Me Their Bitch: 

MCU - No Title yet, but is going to be an absolute TITAN of a story and series spanning from around 2007 pre-Iron Man 1 to Secret Invasion, with a lot of changes and a lot of additions (including Timeline event changes, Infinity War being an actual 3 to 4 month long war instead of 24hrs, PIETRO SURVIVES without Clint and the kid dying, Ultron is gonna be a far more badass boss fight with a moment of Avengers going "...Why do I hear boss music?", a handful of characters are going to be added to spice things up) and so much more! OC is gonna be Nat's kid via Red Room science (made in a lab) which will go over more in the fic (also other DNA is Yelena's, however there will be ZERO Nat x Yelena here. it will be Platonic "this is my child so i will cut a bitch if anyone hurts them" sort of parental situation. Yelena tends to be Aro/Ace in my fics being written, majority of the time, though there is an idea for an Ace!Yelena and Kate fic i have in mind, but that's for another story) - (OC -intersex afab- x Wanda Maximoff, and a lot of background pairings) - Inspired by "Smells Like Teen Spirit" version by Malia J, "Set It All Free" sang by Scarlett Johansson, and "Can't Help Falling in Love" version by Haley Reinhart 

MCU - No Title Yet, a possible series of oneshots jumping around of Venom!NonBinary!Reader, Yelena Belova, and Kate Bishop platonic besties spreading some chaos and even possibly accidentally helping couples get together - (Background Wanda x Natasha, Pietro x Steve, Sam x Bucky, Tony x Pepper, Carol x Maria Rambeau, Peter Parker x MJ, Maria Hill x Sif, Thor x Jane) - Inspired by "Oath" by Cher Lloyd ft Becky G, "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga, and "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk 

MCU - Waking Wanda - a Dark started story intro that leads to OC being reborn as Wanda Maximoff (though doesn't get flashes of memories until a young child of around 5ish and it's only enough to sort of let me give a reason for character changes Wanda will have, also no "MCU knowledge"). Story will toe the line with Dark status every so often (Wanda has very little problem being an Antihero right off the bat when around Teenage and that carries on as she ages, and has no problem literally killing to protect, more so when it comes to protecting Pietro). Sort of a test story for Darker writings, but ultimately will have a happy ending because i'm a sucker for happy endings. Technically the OC is just a placebo spark for me to change Wanda up a little for a story idea, and the OC stuff itself means very little beyond those "sparks" to induce change which will butterfly effect over time. (Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, with background Pietro x Sam, Steve x Bucky, etc, etc) - Story was inspired by "Vicious" by Halestorm, and "Sweet but Psycho" by Ava Max 

MCU - No Title Yet, and a smaller fic (and closer to the MCU timeline of stuff, though still plenty of changes and yes, Pietro lives along with Clint and the kid here, too). Will also toe the line with Darker stuff like Waking Wanda will (i'm very fond of writing antiheroes lately...), and OC will have Animal Shapeshifting powers. OC is also a brother to Wanda and Pietro via triplets instead of twins. - (TransMale!OC x Natasha Romanoff, with background Wanda x Darcy and Pietro x Monica) - Story was inspired by "Insane" by Black Gryph0n and Baasik, and "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch 

MCU - No Title Yet, this story will be a fic that doesn't heavily dip into fighting battles at first like the other stories, and instead will be set where Reader will end up in the MCU and steps in where possible (healing ability and also has wings, though you can hide them into a scar on your back) to try to encourage change to bring a bit less pain and suffering to our Avengers. Wanda and Natasha end up dating Reader (triad poly) during Civil War era (bigger changes here, and yes, Reader saves Pietro, there is deff a pattern here for me, i think) after Reader sort of gets pulled in via sticking around after Lagos to heal any wounded (Wanda yeets Rumlow a little more viciously so it clears it just enough to only cause a little bit of roof damage) - Wanda x Natasha x Female Reader - Inspired by "If Today Was Your Last Day" by Nickelback, and "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw 

MCU - No Title Yet, possibly a small series of oneshots about Wanda and Reader being a Soft!Couple, but also has Wanda and Vision being besties, and Reader and Natasha being besties. Literally just a "feel good" series - Wanda x Female Reader (Reader and Nat being Platonic besties, while Wanda and Vision being Platonic besties) - Inspired by "You and Me" by Plain White T's, and "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves

MCU - No Title Yet, set after Endgame. Natasha comes back via Steve's stone exchange, but she's not really healed from it. Scars, recovering from broken bones, and honestly feels lost. While Clint is dealing with Kate stuff (Yelena goes to help him at Natasha's request, and because she's become fond of him like an older brother as well), Natasha meets Southern!Reader who is a friend of Laura's, visiting from Texas (was also a Marine). Reader and Natasha are a bit awkward at first (Natasha because she's still recovering and unsteady from retiring, thus not really sure what she wants to do now, and Reader due to just being a shy awkward person who still doesn't really understand how people "people"). The two end up helping each other. Natasha helping Reader with moments of night terrors spawned from PTSD of war/battles against other humans and other skirmishes with Thanos' army during the blip era. Reader helps Natasha stop pushing herself so hard during her recovery (physical and mental), and start to stop and just breathe, along with the fear of a truly unknown future. - Natasha x Autistic!Female Reader - Inspired by "Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of" sang by Scarlet Johansson, "Rise Up" by Andra Day, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling ft Lzzy Hale, and "All I Know So Far" by P!nk 

MCU - No Title Yet. IM SO WEAK for Vera Farminga that it's unreal (dare i say Wanda Maximoff levels)?! That held my existence hostage and spawned this one here, of Eleanor Bishop x Reader. Reader is gonna be Wanda and Pietro's slightly older sibling (Marvel can pry Pietro's survival from my cold, dead hands) and has powers much like Magneto of the X-Men movies, but also cannot be harmed by metal objects, and has a resistance (read: resistance, not immunity) to more extreme cold and hot temperatures, as well as the abilities extending to Vibranium.

Conjuring Universe - No Title Yet. read above about weakness, RIP. Anyway, Reader will be Ed's sister who portrays a masculine build/clothing (and yes, binder! inc history research of binders and what was common and uncommon in that time era). Will happen around the main 3 Conjuring movies, as well as dabbling in The Nun 2 post credits scene (and extended), and the Curse of La Llorona getting a lil bit of a rewrite. 

[i-just-came-here-for-drugz]

Y/n [completely out of touch with feelings, trying to describe an emotion]: I feel, um, glittery? buzzy. like peeling my skin off?

Wanda and natasha concerned: 😧

[maximoffslilwitchintraining]

Just no touch

Wanda x Autistic!reader 

Summary: readers on the verge of a meltdown and Wanda wants to cuddle them. Reader doesn’t want to push her away so they instead push themselves a bit too far.

Warnings: Overstimulation, semi nonverbal, sign language, lil angst but then all is good.

A/N: just a silly little thought I had. a very short little scene sort of for my autistic folks who also pushes themselves too far too not upset the people we care about. <3 take care of yourselves and remember its okay to ask for space my loves

Sort of proof read but my brain isn’t working at full speed in this heat.

requests open as always x

word count: 633

A few of the avengers were in the living room talking laughing and playing games. The noise and the long day had finally gotten to you so after fighting to stay up for just a little longer you finally gave in when you felt yourself get close to a meltdown. after wishing everyone goodnight you snuck off and you were just getting into bed when you heard a light knock on the door. You knew immediately who it was, and surely enough, Wanda's sweet face peeked into your room.

“You awake декта?”

“Mhmm, come in.” You made grabby hands at her. All though you were tired you adored being in her company, you were however way too overstimulated at this point. You sat up as Wanda threw herself on your bed. 

“Can I pleeease sleep in here baby? I’d really like some cuddles.” You squirmed at that word. You love Wanda and her snuggles, but after such a long overstimulating day, the thought of being touched seemed painful. She kissed your cheek and your face heated up. You pecked her lips hoping that would be enough and she’d lay down.

“You sleepy honey?” You nodded laying down. She settled next to you. You chose to roll away after a kiss on her forehead, needing the sleep desperately.

“Night night baby girl.” Wanda Snuggled into your back, arms wrapping around you tightly.  You could feel her breath against your neck where she occasionally leave kisses, before dosing off. You on the other hand did not sleep. Your skin was on fire and no matter how tired you were you couldn’t help the building feeling. You attempt to push her arm off but it's not long before she puts it back. Wanda sound asleep, had of course no clue what was happening. The feeling was suffocating and it only got worse by the minute. Around 3am Wanda stirred a little and must have woken up as you heard her sleepy words.

“Come here baby. You awake?” You spun around fighting tears as she pulled you in for a hug. It felt awful how could you react like this to your girlfriend's touch? You refused to push her away, but the thing about dating a witch is, secrets are impossible to keep. Her green eyes scanned your face her own falling into a frown as she observed the distress you were clearly in. 

“Sweetheart what's wrong?” She ran her thumb along your cheek where tears had left them wet and cold. You quickly flinched, moving away from her touch. She looked at you hoping for an answer, but you only shook your head. At this point starting to go nonverbal, which only frustrated you further.

“Can you speak?” She backed off a little leaving space between the two of you.” You shook your head no. 

“May I?” She motioned her hand towards your head. Asking for permission to read your mind. You nodded seeing no better way. Once able to understand the situation, Wanda's eyes became glossy with tears. “Baby girl, you can always tell me when it's too much, I don’t ever want to hurt you.” You gave her a weak smile nodding. 

“Are you okay with me sleeping in here, and be honest dekta.” You nodded, because you did want her company. 

*Just no touch* You signed. 

“Okay sweets, How about we let bear sleep in between us tonight.”  She grabbed your big teddy bear placing his fluffy little body between the two of you. You gave her a smile wiping your tears away. 

“That works?” Her eyes seeming so soft as she watched over you as you snuggled into the the teddy bears fur, clearly exhausted. When you nodded she finally settled down again. Your tired hand stretched out caressing Wandas cheek. 

“You don’t have to do that baby.” You smiled, and nodded in an attempt to assure her it was okay before drifting off to sleep. Knowing You’d feel much better in the morning.

[smalls-words]

Lights, Camera, Action!

Summary: Breakdowns are no mother’s favourite thing, but with a child like you, your moms know just what to do.

Pairings: Ma!Natasha x Fem!Autistic!Reader, Mama!Wanda x Fem!Autistic!Reader, Wanda x Natasha (married), Uncle!Pietro x Niece!Reader.

Warnings: Meltdowns, unsolicited touch, men, brief talk of Natasha’s defection.

Requested: YES/no

Words: 2,329

A/N - I am not autistic, but I do have friends on Tumblr and off of Tumblr that are, and I have had to help them through meltdowns and breakdowns, so I put some of my own stuff in here! I also wanted to fit two requests into this one-shot, which are linked here and here. 

credit to beautiful piece of art - jaylerdoodles

You were just a toddler when Natasha found you outside of Dreykov’s office. You couldn’t have been more than a year or two old, crying and crying and crying as you sat on the curb with your fluffy jacket. She looked at her driver, a SHIELD agent, and she darted out of the car to grab you. 

She sprinted back in and gave Clint the all-clear, watching the building go up in flames whilst she was driven away. She lightly rocked you in her arms and you soon calmed down, opening your bright and wondering eyes to instantly trap her in your love.

You grew within SHIELD, following your mother wherever she went with deadly accuracy and an irresistible charm, using the Red Room’s teachings for good, not evil. However, she quickly noticed how you would react to light, certain rooms with faint but constant noises and loud music. She had you tested by a SHIELD professional and they diagnosed you with autism and a sensory processing disorder - and even when you thought Natasha would leave you, she didn’t.

Eventually, time passed and you watched Natasha fall in love with a Sokovian woman named Wanda. She instantly took a liking to you and you to her, spending time with her to watch movies and distract her from the daunting events of Sokovia.

Of course, you also loved spending time with your Uncle Pietro, but you preferred your moms over everybody else. 

Right now, you were with him and waiting for Natasha and Wanda to return from a mission. He had sat you down next to him as you watched one of your favourite movies, the screen dimmed by FRIDAY whilst the music wasn’t too loud to set you off. Everything was perfect, until sirens started blaring above you. 

“Incoming medical requirements. Mrs Romanoff and Mrs Maximoff require medical attention.” 

You covered your ears and Pietro quickly sped to grab your noise-cancelling headphones, a gift from Tony for your 15th birthday a few weeks ago that he worked on tirelessly until they were completely cancelling. Instantly, your world fell into silence as you watched your moms stumble in, kneeling in front of you.

You looked at them with confusion before Natasha began to sign to you. ‘Are you okay?’ 

“ ‘M okay.” You murmured, noticing the doctors coming towards them.

Each of them had a variety of gashes across their body whilst their faces were covered in soot, a small cut to Wanda’s eyebrow that you instantly reached out to touch. Wanda held still and you pressed against it, but she didn’t wince.

‘Honey, has Pietro made you dinner?’ Natasha asked. 

You nodded and held still as Wanda’s magic seeped into your mind, connecting yours to theirs. *We’ll be back soon and then we can finish watching your movie.* Wanda smiled, kissing your forehead softly as she stood.

Natasha hesitated as she saw your eyes follow them, taking your hand and bringing you along as they sat in the infirmary. They each had a doctor working on their wounds, applying bandages whilst your moms held your hands. You liked having their hands in yours, the pads of their thumbs gentle across your skin. 

*Y/N, would you like to go and set up the movie?* Wanda questioned, noticing your mind was on it.

*No thank you.* You answered, waiting patiently with them.

Natasha and Wanda glanced at each other before the doctors discharged them, leading you back to the lounge room where you saw Tony, Steve and Pietro sitting on the couch. 

You watched as Wanda and Pietro conversed before the remote settled into your hands with a few red wisps around it. Natasha knelt in front of you and you eyed her hands as they raised to your ears, giving you a soft smile before she took your headphones off. 

“You’re okay.” She cooed, turning off your headphones as she sat down on the couch. 

Steve immediately sat on the couch chair as Wanda and Natasha took his spot, with Tony saying goodnight whilst Pietro sat on the other end of the couch. You pressed play on your movie and FRIDAY set your preferred settings once more. 

After a while, Wanda and Natasha noticed how you had fallen asleep, curled up into them. The two women who never thought they would feel love found it in each other, but most importantly, they found it in you. 

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A few days later, your moms had healed completely and Tony decided a celebration was in order for the successful mission. Natasha and Wanda gave him a long list of requirements because they wanted you there celebrating with them, so they would do everything in their power to make it happen.

“Music has to be no louder than a conversation, lights can’t be more than 50%, and nobody touches her but us, you and Pietro. Got it?” Natasha asked him.

“FRIDAY, make those adjustments.” He spoke out to the room, watching as everything was set up nicely. 

Wanda and Natasha made their way up to your room as guests started arriving, watching as you slipped your nice silk shirt over your head before clasping a necklace with a combined charm of your mothers’ symbols. 

“Are you ready, munchkin?” Natasha smiled at you and you nodded weakly, alerting her.

She walked over and sat next to you, with Wanda doing the same, and she took your hand in hers. She pressed her thumb into your palm and watched you slowly calm down.

“Y/N, you are our precious little girl. We have made sure that everything is perfect for you and Tony even made you something.” Wanda’s hand glowed before a box appeared in her hand.

She took one of the small chips and pressed them against the skin behind your ear, with Natasha doing the same on your other side. 

“These are nanite headphones that you can wear if things get too loud, and you just press them to make them come out. They’re mostly invisible but Wanda’s magic allows her to be able to see them.” Natasha explained.

You nodded and took a deep breath, taking Natasha’s hand fully as she led you out to the party. The volume was minimal and you kind of liked it, holding your mother’s hand as you went down the stairs. 

You sat by the bar as she worked, serving drinks for the guests and kissed Wanda whenever she came over whilst the Sokovian mother always checked in on you. She didn’t show it, but there was a shield around you whenever somebody got too close, pushing them away subtly. 

“Good evening, kiddo. Shouldn’t you be at home, doing some colouring or some shit?” A man asked you, putting his hand on your shoulder.

“Please don’t touch me.” You stated, sipping on your apple juice that Natasha had poured.

“Fair enough.” He backed off, sitting down next to you.

“Please go away.” 

“What? I can’t have a drink and a chat with a kid?” He scoffed.

You pressed lightly on your headphones and they melted over, silencing the room and him for a few moments before he put his hand back on your shoulder. You could read his lips, his argument of you ignoring him going nowhere, and you desperately felt the need to leave. 

Without blinking, you watched a red tendril snake around his arm to his hand, peeling each of his fingers off of you. You felt a familiar hand come to rest on the base of your back and the man was shoved off of his chair by a red force.

*Malen’kiy (little one), you may remove your headphones if you’d like. I’ve made him quiet.* Wanda reported in your mind and you did.

“Why are you touching my daughter when she has asked you not to do so?” She glared at the man.

“I just…” He trailed off, realising his voice was reduced to a whisper. 

“You were just…?” 

“Being an asshole.” Natasha stepped in front of you and shot a Widow Bite at him, making him spasm on the floor.

“Everybody listen up!” Wanda yelled, muffling the sound for your ears.

“If anyone touches Y/N Romanoff-Maximoff, you will face a fate much worse than death.” 

“You will face us.” Natasha growled, turning back to see your hands start to flap.

“Y/N, Y/N, honey, look at Mama.” Wanda cooed, bringing your eyes to hers.

“Deep breaths, pumpkin. In for four, out for four. You can do it, you’ve done it before, I believe in you.” 

You tried, you really did, but everything overwhelmed you. The music sounded like a cacophony in your ears, the lights blinded you and everyone’s voices tipped you over the edge.

“Mama.” You whined, looking up at them both. 

“Mama, Mama, Mama…” Your breathing turned into hyperventilating and before you knew it, everything stopped.

The bar turned into your room, the darkness helping your light sensitivity calm whilst the sound disappeared. You felt pressure surrounding you and you fell back into your mind, seeing red magic swirl around your body and holding you tightly.

“Easy, my little girl.” Natasha cooed, cupping your cheeks before she wrapped you in a tight hug.

You hugged her back, letting the tears fall as you clung to her suit. You heard the soft twinkling of your other mother’s magic before the pressure surrounding you increased, Wanda’s soft hands tickling the skin of your cheeks.

“We’ve got you, honey. We always will.” She assured you, feeling your mind calm further and further.

After about half an hour of constant pressure, you felt the change in your mind snap and you pushed against your moms, who instantly let go and let you move around the bed.

“I’m sorry for ruining the party. I’m sorry for disappointing you and I’m sorry for being a wreck.” You sniffled, only for them both to come into your vision and shush you.

“No, Y/N, you could never disappoint us. And you are not a wreck - you work differently to others. You are a brilliant artist and such a smart girl.” Wanda smiled tearily, hating the fact that you doubted yourself. 

“Remember when you painted Mama that really nice sunset?” Natasha grinned, distracting your mind even if for a moment.

“Yeah.” You murmured happily.

“It was so pretty… And it was the anniversary of Oma and Opa’s deaths.” 

Wanda nodded, her lips breaking into a toothy grin. “That’s right, fetita mea (my baby girl). Do you remember what you said?” 

“Oma and Opa were there that sunset.” You smiled, hugging Wanda tightly.

“Thank you, Mama. Thank you, Ma.” You muffled against her shirt, making her smile as she tickled her nails up and down your spine.

“Would you like to go to sleep, Y/N?” Natasha asked, tucking a few loose pieces of hair away from your beautiful face.

You nodded and let them tuck you in after changing out of your party clothes, holding tightly onto a stuffed pillow Tony designed to have their insignias on both sides. 

“It's okay. You did well. Rely on me, let me handle the rest for you.” Natasha cooed. 

You closed your eyes as you felt your moms kiss your forehead softly, the door about to close before you piped up.

“Love you, Mamas.” 

They grinned, opening the door briefly to see you smiling. “Goodnight, Y/N.” They blew you a kiss each before the door closed, leaving you in the comfortable darkness and quiet of your room. 

Wanda and Natasha only spoke as they got to the end of the hall, with FRIDAY’s confirmation of the airtight seal in your room. 

“What are you planning?” Wanda asked, taking her wife’s fist into both of her hands.

“I am going to kill him for touching our baby.” The Widow hissed, her Russian accent pulling out from underneath her mask.

Wanda shook her head. “No. No, you are not going to kill him because you are better than that, you are better than him. You are not a god, Natasha Romanoff. You are my wife, you are Y/N’s mother, and you are an Avenger. Yes, he is a scoundrel, but fate will guide him on his doomed path.”

She kissed the very ring she put on Natasha’s finger before she cupped her cheeks and they touched foreheads. “Who are you?” 

Natasha took a few deep breaths before pulling Wanda in by her waist, keeping their foreheads together. “Yours.” 

“Good. Now, let’s go and save some food for Y/N tomorrow. No seafood, and nothing too squishy.” Wanda kissed her softly.

Natasha grinned before Wanda sprinted down the hallway, enticing her wife to chase her but she heard a door creak open behind her. She turned around and saw you, yawning as you walked down to her with your favourite water bottle, empty. 

“Ma…?” You asked, holding it out to her.

“Of course I can refill your water bottle, baby.” She kissed your forehead and walked you to the bathroom, filling it for you before she took you back to bed and tucked you in once more.

“Stay.” You murmured, blindly reaching for her hand since your eyes were closed.

Her heart melted and she gripped your hand, which pulled her onto the bed. She moved up so that you could be close to her heart, gripping onto her shirt whilst you held your stuffed pillow. 

“Lyublyu tebya, Ma. (Love you, Ma.)” You whispered as you fell asleep.

“Ya lyublyu tebya bol'she, moya dragotsennaya malen'kaya devochka. (I love you more, my precious little girl.)” She cooed, kissing your temple softly.

She smirked as she felt a prod against her mind. *You are so lucky that she’s your reason for not helping me.* 

*I love you too, Wanda.* 

*I know you do.* 

Natasha chuckled and closed her eyes, relishing in the fact that not only had she found love, but in her eyes, she was no longer a monster.

How could she be when she had you?

[venusianelf]

I Just Feel You

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Autistic! Reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship

Summary:  Feeling burnt out from masking, Wanda is there to comfort you and brush your hair.

Warnings: Reader has meltdowns/shutdowns, Sensory issues mention, One use of Y/n, Reader is gender-neutral

Word Count: ~1.0k

Request: would you be able to do a really sweet fluffy fic with Wanda Maximoff and an autistic reader where reader asks Wanda, “Can you feel me?” (like in the scene from Infinity War at the beginning when Wanda uses her magic to feel Vision’s stone and she says “I just feel you” before all the chaos breaks out) and Wanda uses her magic in the same way and says back “I just feel you.” i hope that made sense, it sounded cute in my head lol.

A/N: This request took me longer than I would’ve liked but I just had my birthday so that threw a wrench in my plans. Also, MOM gave me a few ideas for Wanda fics that I will eventually get around to writing. This fic also ended up including more hair brushing than I expected but whatever lol. Gif found on google. Thank you for reading!

The last few months had been extra stressful. You were swamped with missions and it was being to burn you out. You could feel yourself getting exhausted and needing to pull away. Your girlfriend Wanda, was the first to notice. She watched as you flinched away from the team’s touches and excused yourself to your shared room more often than usual. 

When she entered the room with both of your dinners she frowned as she saw you rocking back and forth a little too passionately. Gently placing the food down on a nearby table, she sat down next to you on the ground. “Rough day?” She called out as you nodded. “May I touch you?” She asked as you thought for a moment before nodding again.

She put her hand out and stroked your hair as you slowed your rocking. As she continued she began to hum a Sokovian lullaby. Gently, she began brushing your hair with her fingers. You leaned into her touch as you felt a calm wash over you.  “Do you want to talk about it?” She asked as you sighed. “There’s not much to talk about. One of my missions got too stressful and I accidentally snapped at someone,” You explained as you frowned and she hummed in acknowledgment. 

“I hate having to mask whenever I’m not with you. It’s so exhausting and it makes me not feel like myself,” You continued as she frowned with you. “Then don’t mask around them. If they don’t like it, screw them,” She huffed. “It’s not that simple Wans,” You replied as she moved to look at you. “I know, but I wish it were,” She sighed as you smiled melancholically. 

“As long as you’re here with me you never have to mask around me though. That’s the best I can offer for now,” She continued as she smiled disappointed in herself for not being able to do more. “Thank you,” You replied as you leaned your forehead in to touch hers. After a few breaths, she leaned back and kissed you on the forehead before speaking, “We really should eat dinner before it gets cold though.” “Right. Do you bring that in already?” You asked as you looked around before noticing the food. “Wow, I must’ve been pretty out of it,” You chuckled before grabbing your food and cuddling up with Wanda on the couch.

A few days later and you had gone on another particularly stressful mission. This one included a loud siren and flashing light that you had to mask through even though it exhausted you. As you stepped off the quinjet you immediately headed to you and Wanda’s room. You turned on the shower before stripping out of your clothes.

You stepped under the water and sighed as you felt the water pelt off of you. You washed yourself off before standing under the water and just letting the water hit you. You vaguely recognized the sound of Wanda entering the bathroom as you lost yourself in your thoughts. 

Hearing a knock on the shower wall you turned to look at her as she smiled at you. “Room for one more?” She asked as you nodded and made room for her. She busied herself with washing herself as you zoned out again. She turned and frowned seeing you looking so far away after she had asked you a question. “Y/n?” She called as you blinked hard before turning towards her. “Yeah?” You asked as she frowned harder. “I asked you if you wanted me to wash your hair,” She repeated. “Oh, uh, I already washed my hair,” You replied as she smiled compassionately at you. 

“I figured, but I know you like how it feels when I wash your hair,” She replied as you tilted your head in contemplation. “I’m okay,” You responded after a pause. “Okay, darling,” She said before turning off the water and grabbing towels for both of you. You both dried off and changed into comfy clothes in silence before Wanda turned on some music while she brushed her hair. When she finished she turned to you and held the brush up. “Want me to brush yours?” She asked before you nodded.

She sat down on the bed near you before beginning to brush through your hair. She carefully untangled your hair as you leaned into her. The gentle brushing felt very relaxing after such a long day. It also helped that it provided just the right sensory input. When she finished up you turned around to face her and crawled into her lap. Hugging her and hiding yourself in her neck, she put the brush down and pulled you close. 

After a few minutes, you pulled back and chewed on your lip as you contemplated what to say. Wanda’s gaze softened as she watched before she brought one of her hands up to hold your face. You looked back at her when you felt her and sighed before looking down. “I know I mentioned it recently but I’m so tired from all this masking. I just don’t feel like myself, and I, I don’t know. I guess I’m asking if, if you can feel me?” You asked as you moved her hand up to your forehead. 

She smiled softly before red mist came out of her fingers and connected with your temple. You felt her sift through your mind as you watched her close her eyes. “I just feel you,” She replied after a moment. Leaning forward you gently crashed your body into hers again as she fell back on the bed. “Thank you,” You spoke up after a pause. “No problem dear,” She replied softly before you propped yourself up on your elbows over her.

“What?” She asked as you gazed at her. “Nothing, you’re just really pretty and kind,” You replied as you watched her blush and look away. “Come here goof,” She responded before pulling you in to kiss her. You sighed into the kiss as you felt her love and warmth rush through you. As you pulled back you licked your lips and Wanda raised her eyebrow. 

“You chapstick tastes good,” You answered and she hummed in response. “It’s mango flavored,” She replied before pulling you back into her embrace. Cuddling up to her, you once again buried your head in her as she began to draw patterns on your back. You felt your eyelids grow heavy before letting yourself succumb to sleep in your girlfriend’s arms.

[dnvrsmedia]

Wanda x Autistic!reader

AN: this is from my experience as an autistic person ! this isn’t what all autistic people feel! this is definitely self indulgent

I feel like wanda would be really in-tuned with however autistic!reader is feeling.

It’s like her 7th sense knowing when you are either going to go into a meltdown or have a shutdown episode. She also is good at not babying your or making you feel infantilized. It’s so refreshing with her treating you like a real person. Being able to come home to someone who tries to understand you with no judgement is something that you searched for your whole life. She also allows you to go nonverbal in a way that you don’t feel like a burden. She’s able to communicate with you in your head and through your thoughts if you’re feeling up to it. Even if that is too much for you, she always somehow knows exactly what you need.

She definitely carries a fuck ton of different sensory toys in all of her bags. She keeps a pair of noise canceling headphones in her car as well.

She actively asks about your special interest and has a habit of buying you anything that reminds her of your interest.

Overall, Wanda is just a great partner & i wish i had someone like her :((((

[marvelsimp]

The New Kid: The Future

Ch. 9

The New Kid Masterlist

My Masterlist

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Fix-it, Self-Insert, Pairing: Peter & Lesbian!reader, Avengers & Reader, Wanda x Reader, background Steve x Bucky, Shuri x reader if you squint Warnings: swearing, talk of dead loved ones, Description: Some Wakandans come for a visit. Reader’s Powers: Healer, telepath, and empath. Word Count: 1473

“Shit. Shit. Shit,” mumbled the billionaire. You jumped out of your seat because usually that meant that his hand was about to be cut off. “What?” He raised his head and stared at me with wide eyes, “I fucking forgot!” You paused, “Forgot what?” “That king is coming tomorrow !” He stared at me with dread. After pulling himself off of his metaphorical ledge he quickly came to a stopping point, yelled instructions at FRIDAY, and frantically ran to the stairs. “Y/n, clean up and get out!” he yelled while trying not to trip and fall.

“Good luck!” you yelled. Since Thanos came Wakanda and the Avengers have been working together to maintain global peace. From your knowledge Tony’s only physical interaction with any of them was when Wakanda’s King T’Chaka was killed and their then prince joined his side to stop half of the other Avengers…. so you assumed that Tony was feeling pretty intimidated. And that’s from the guy who turned a weapons company to one the produces clean energy that has made the threat of Climate Change almost dissipate. But you of course know that Pepper did all of the heavy lifting while Tony created an AI who almost destroyed the world. Okay…. now that you think about it he probably has a good reason to be scared that he’s gonna fuck this up.

“I’ve heard she’s nice,” Peter poked while you both got dressed. “…and incredibly smart, I'm sure smarter than your dumbass” you teased. He groaned and rolled his neck. “Come on, you know what I mean,” his eyebrows wiggled. You finished tucking in your blouse only sighing in response. He stared at you, wiggling his eyebrows a little harder. Hoping for a reaction. “You’re an ass,” you stared back, “And I’m not even out to anyone here anyways.” “Why do you think I got you that flag?” his voice went up at the end, slightly cracking. “Fuck off,” you retorted grining from ear to ear. He flipped you off and then tripped over some shoes on the floor. “For someone who has the Peter Tingle,” you reached your hand out to help him up, “you sure are clumsy.” “It doesn’t work on shoes,” he said, accepting your hand. “Excuse me,” the AI voice rang overhead. You both jumped with Peter screaming, “OH GOD.” “Yes?” you giggled. “The Wakandans are soon to arrive. Mr. Stark said and I quote ‘If you don’t get your asses up here in the next 5 minutes you're not allowed to work in the lab for a month.’ So I would recommend that you head up soon.” “Thanks,” you said to the voice. You turned to Peter and grinned, “I’ll race you to the elevator.”

“Calm down,” the brunette whispered, nudging you. Excitement. “I am calm.” “I can literally feel the anxiety radiating off of you… wait is that a part of your powers?” You paused, staring at him, “I. Dont. Think. So?” “Hmph. Fair enough. I didn’t find out about…” “The Peter Tingle,” you teased, interrupting. “Until forever later,” he said in monotone, not impressed. “Hey,” said a voice behind you, Wanda, you'd know her anywhere. You felt her lightly touch your elbow, grabbing your attention away from your slightly grumpy best friend. You smiled, “Hi.” Her cheeks lit up, “Are you excited to meet them? They’re nice, and Shuri’s intelligence compares to yours so I think you will like her.” You followed her every word, nodding in response. Panic. “I haven’t seen them since…um…” She paused, that was a common occurrence, she’d either be making sure you were paying attention or collecting her thoughts. This was different, quiet. Almost like she was afraid to say it. Oh. Thanos. “Him,” you completed. She nodded, it's only been a year and a half since then so most wounds aren’t fully healed. Lives were lost… Loves were lost. You pushed the topic away, that was something you could think about at another time, the Avenger’s main priority for the day was to get the Wakandans’ settled before tomorrow night’s party. You’d be able to meet more of the Avengers. The next thing you know, a ship lands in the loading dock. It's very futuristic, even for Avengers standards. It’s definitely the coolest thing you’ve seen in person. When it landed, it opened, it sort of made you think of the cave in Aladdin. It was very dramatic. First, three women stepped out, warriors. You know that Wakanda has an elite force of female warriors, which is badass. You can’t remember their name. Then, the king steps out, King T’Challa. He’s calm, happy. He and his companions walk up to Tony and Steve. He first fakes a formal greeting then gives them both hugs, like old friends. Which you are pretty sure they are at this point. God, the warriors are honestly terrifying, and they radiate it too. Some seem slightly bored but most of them are on high alert and you are confident that they can defeat any threat that may appear. “Slow down brother,” a voice yelled from the ship. A skinny, dark skinned woman appeared from the ship's entrance. “I had not even noticed that we had arrived and you are already greeting everyone!” One of the warriors stared at her, she radiated a different type of authority from the others, a stronger type. “I told you that we were about to land five minutes ago,” she spoke in a hushed tone, still trying to be formal, although both the King and the woman who you are now assuming is Princess Shuri. “Well, excuse me but I was doing something important, Okoye!” stated the Princess who was obviously teasing. “I would not call ‘Tiktok’ important.” “I’m doing research on American culture, Peter told me it was the best way to know what people my age do here.” Shuri was walking in your and Peter’s direction now, not caring to actually look your way though. Anxiety. Peter started to say something but decided not to. The girl was now three feet infront of the boy. She stopped for a moment, finishing typing something. “I thought that you didn’t know her,” you whispered. “We text,” the boy shrugged. Oh, they're called the Dora Milaje! The woman finally put her phone away and looked up at Peter. Grins slowly grew on their faces. Joy. “Now, Doctor Spider, what are your latest accomplishments?” Shuri said in a posh british accent, trying her best not to laugh. “Well, I have worked on many projects since we last met, possibly I could show you?” he replied, sounding like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins. The two linked elbows and started to turn to leave. “Don’t burn down the lab!” Tony instructed in a fatherly tone. Doctor Spider paused for a moment, nodded his head and linked his other elbow into yours. You in return linked yours with Wanda’s.

“Peter, this is brilliant!” The Princess exclaimed. “But it could still use some improvements. If I gave you some vibranium for these connections, your whole suit would run that much smoother. I mean.. it would run better if we only used vibranium but that’s not going to happen. I believe there is some available vibranium in my lab–we can do it now or later.” Peter nodded, maybe a little too excitedly and started collecting his suit to take it to the other lab. “Sorry, Wanda, with all of this science talk. It looks like it’s all going over your head.” Shuri grimiced. “No, no, I’ve actually started to enjoy it.” She looked at you for a split second and you could swear your heart stopped beating. “I don’t always understand it but it almost sounds like a spell so it's familiar. Vis used to ramble on about these things to me not much unlike Y/n does.” “I’m glad I don’t bore you when I bring you up here,” you smirked. “So, Y/n,” Shuri started. “What are you doing here? I know you’re Peter’s friend and your intelligence almost rivals mine. But you,” she waved her hand in the general direction of the three of you, “tend to have tragic backstories. Most are orphans” Shaw gave an awkward glance towards Peter and Wanda. “Are you an orphan too?” She glared. “I’m joking!” In a split second her demeanor changed. “That was way too personal wasn’t it” She whispered, looking at Peter. He nodded. “Excuse me,” F.R.I.D.A.Y interrupted. Causing you to jump. “Miss Maximoff, Agent Romanoff has requested your presence in the conference room immediately.” “I’ll head that way,” Wanda responded. “I have to go. I will… see you later.” She squeezed your hand and left. “Can we go to your lab?” Peter almost squealed out with excitement, his suit now in his hands.

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Note: Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone! I'm not dead! I finally finished this chapter while avoiding family. I hope yall like it. It's a pretty chill chapter, much like the weather lol

[kaylinlmao]

The Black Phone Masterlist

Fluff - 💜 Angst - 💔 Yandere - °

Fight PT 1°

Fight PT 2°

Fight PT 3°

Fight PT 4°

Fight PT 5°

Fight PT 6°

Fight PT 7°

Fight PT 8°

Fight PT 9°

How the TBP boys would react to knowing they were responsible for your death°💔

Yandere!Bruce Headcannons°

Yandere!Bruce x Clingy/Affectionate Reader x Yandere!Vance°

Yandere!Finney x Reader x Yandere!Robin Headcannons°

Yandere!Robin x Reader x Yandere!Finney PT 2°

How the TBP boys would react to you rejecting them°

How the TBP boys would hold your hand 💜

How the TBP boys would react to someone sexually harassing you°

Yandere!Vance x Reader°

Dancing in the rain with Bruce Yamada 💜

How the TBP boys would celebrate your birthday with you 💜

Finney x Robin x Reader who is getting bullied by some girls who like Finney and Robin°

TBP boys x Wednesday!Reader

TBP boys x Birthday Girl!Reader°

TBP boys x Autistic!Reader°

How the TBP boys would react to meeting your homophobic parents°

TBP Boys + Gwen x Adoptive Parent Reader°

TBP boys x sweethearted but uninterested Reader°

Yandere!Finney Headcannons°

TBP boys x Reader Imagine°

TBP boys x Reader who loves PDA°

TBP boys x Reader Imagine° (One of my faves)

TBP boys x Reader who used to be their friend but became a bitchy cheerleader°

TBP boys x Reader who struggles with social anxiety and depression°

TBP boys x Reader with a dark past and trauma°

TBP + Gwen x Adoptive Mother Reader who has Wanda Maximoff's powers°

TBP boys x Reader who sees their psychotic tendencies as a game°

Finney x Reader 💔

Finney x Reader PT 2 💔

TBP boys x Oblivious!Reader°

TBP boys x Reader with the powers of the Scarlet Witch°

TBP boys x Band Kid/Singer!Reader°

TBP boys x Baker/Artist!Reader💜

How the TBP boys would react to finding out someone that has a crush on them is bullying you°

TBP boys x Reader who is way better at fighting than them°

Finney x Reader who practices witchcraft and can fake a British accent really well 💜

TBP boys x Reader who is creeped out by them°

TBP boys x Reader who has a preference for yandere°

TBP boys x Reader who is only in love with Robin°

TBP boys x Clingy!Reader°

Vance x Enby!Punk!Reader 💜

How the TBP boys would react to them breaking you°

TBP boys x Reader who is really good at parkour°

TBP boys x Reader who is really good at parkour PT 2°

Vance x Reader 💜💔

Robin x Reader 💔💜

TBP boys x Reader with healing powers°

TBP boys x Reader with healing powers PT 2°

Brance on a picnic date💜

Bruce who wants to hang with your cat more than you💜

How the TBP boys would manipulate you°

TBP boys x Universe!Traveling!Reader°

TBP boys fluff headcannons💜

TBP boys x Reader who is on her period💜

Robin x Reader: Childhood Friends to Lovers💜

TBP boys x Sarcastic!Telekinetic!Reader°

Robin x Reader x Finney: Childhood Friends to Lovers💜

Vance Fluff Headcannons💜

Yandere!Robin Headcannons°

Reader escapes but meets them 5 years later°

PT 2 PT 3 of the 5 years later

Version 2 to the one above°

TBP boys x Wanda Maximoff Powers!Reader who lashes out at them°

PT 2 to the one above°

Finney x Reader💔💜

Robin x Gender Neutral Reader💜

TBP boys x Demigod!Reader°

PT 2°

Yandere!Vance Headcannons°

TBP boys x Reader Headcannons°

PT 2 to the one above°

PT 3 to the one above°

Yandere!Vance x Reader x Yandere!Bruce Headcannons°

[eulalielatibule]

What other character(s) do we want to see x autistic!reader? I usually like to do Jake or Andy but there are so many good choices.

If you have any more ideas tell me down below 👇🏼

[thescarletwitchsapprentice]

Short Imagine: People Need To Learn To Share! (Platonic!Wanda Maximoff x autistic!gamer!fem!little sister!Reader)

*Not my GIF

(CW: Self-harm and emotional dysregulation, author is angy)

Author’s Note: Stupid fucking kids on Roblox who grind on superhero games.

“Learn to share!”

You yell at your laptop screen as you keep getting killed by some stupid kid online while you’re trying to train in a high-reward Psychic area on a ROBLOX superhero game. 

“You’re supposed to fucking share!”

You keep trying and trying and that fuckhead keeps killing and killing. Like who the fuck do they think they are?!

Finally you have enough and leave the game. Even though you’re not a child anymore, and it’s also three am, you kick your legs and make loud noises of frustration. You also bite down hard on your arm to release the anger.

“Little sister?”

You look up to see your big sister Wanda in PJs standing in your doorway.

“Oh....sorry, Wanda,” you sigh. “I just got frustrated.”

“Would you like to talk about it?”

“....A little.”

Putting your laptop to the side, she sits on the bed and you tell her about your frustration.

“Especially since I’m not an amazing superhero like you.”

You bring your knees as close to you as possible and look down in shame. Gently Wanda reaches under your chin and brings your face up, not forcing you to look at her eyes.

“You don’t have to be a superhero to be amazing, little sister.”

She pets your head.

“You’re amazing as you are.”

“I don’t feel it,” you pout.

“Well, for one, you’re amazingly adorable,” she giggles, booping you on the nose. 

Your nose twitches and she melts.

“And you’re amazingly sweet,” she adds. “And amazingly creative. And amazingly cuddly. And amazingly smart--”

You glance away shyly.

“Hey! You know the rules!”

She tickles your sides and you squeal out before tickling her back, The two of you get into a tickle war for a bit. Once you’re finished, you’re all tuckered out.

“See? You don’t need to be a superhero to be amazing, little sis,” she assures you, cuddling you close. “You’re amazing as you are. Emotional dysregulation can be a pain.....but that doesn’t mean you should cause yourself pain.”

“I know....it’s hard, though...” you sigh. 

She nods in understanding as you lean on her chest.

“Can we go to sleep cuddling? Please?” you ask cutely.

She giggles.

“I mean, you’ve got me trapped here.”

“Cuz I wanna sleep next to my amazing big sister.”

Using her magic, Wanda puts you in PJs, shuts the door, pulls up the covers, and turns the lights out. Rubbing your back, she softly sings you to sleep.

Because the bond between you two is amazingly strong.

[natashaslesbian]

Welcome To My Blog

I’m Astara / I’m 21 years old / She/Her / Lesbian / I write Marvel fics / I am neurodivergent and struggle with dyslexia.

See my masterlist and request info bellow<3

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MASTERLIST

Mommy’s got you now (Little/Kid Reader x Mama Natasha)

Fireworks (Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader)

Tiny Dancer (Daughter Reader x Mama Natasha)

Hoodie (Little/Kid Reader x Mama Natasha , Little/Kid Reader x Clint Barton)

Babble (Daughter Reader x Mama Natasha)

The Ice Cream Is Too Hot (Autistic!Reader x Natasha Romanoff)

We Saved Each Other (Natasha Romanoff x Kid!Reader

Autumn Air (Natasha Romanoff x Autistic!Reader)

7 Laps Round The Sun (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!Reader)

Sleepy Bear (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

I’m Not Pinocchio (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Christmas Lies (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!reader)

Best Friend Crush (Kate Bishop x Reader)

Little Devil (Kate x Yelena x Daughter!Reader)

Anchor (Ex!Hydra!Reader x Natasha Romanoff)

Three In The Bed… (Wandanat x Teen!Reader)

Baby Bear (Nat x Sick!Reader)

Mama Bear Mode (Nat x Teen!Reader)

We Can Try (WandaNat x Teen!Reader)

Missing In Action (WandaNat x Autistic!Reader)

Press (Nat x Daughter!Reader)

Math Test (Mom!Scarlett x Daughter!Reader)

First Moments (WandaNat x Daughter!Reader)

Mine All Mine (Mom!Scarlett x Daughter!Reader)

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REQUEST INFO

Who I write for-

Natasha Romanoff / Scarlett Johansson / Elizabeth Olsen / Clint Barton / Yelena Belova / Wanda Maximoff / Steve Rogers / Kate Bishop / Tony Stark / Pepper Potts / Morgan Stark / YN x characters listed /

What I write-

Female reader only / fluff / angst / hurt / comfort / mentions of smut / little/kid reader(non sexual) /mental health / Neurodivergent reader /

What I don’t write-

Male reader / detailed smut / homophobia / pedophiloa / darkfics

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If I haven’t mentioned anything you had in mind feel free to request it! If I find anything uncomfortable I’ll inbox you privately🤍

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My requests/asks are ALWAYS open, you can also PM me about anything! This is a safe place for EVERYONE!

- Astara🩷

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[i-just-came-here-for-drugz]

y/n: i just want to be held sometimes

team tries to hug them*

y/n: dont fucking touch me

[yelenasdiary]

🎄Christmas Advent Calendar 2022🎄

❄️ Welcome to my Fan Fic Advent Calendar!! ❄️

Here you'll find all my short & fluffy works over Christmas! Each day will be marked with '☃️' emoji for all fics that belong on this master list!

Requests for this are: OPEN

Please note that sending a request doesn't guarantee it'll be written, I'll do my best to fulfil them though.

✨ = Fluff | 💥 = Light Angst | 🧸 = Domestic Family Life | 🥰 = Platonic |

Characters -

Baby, It's Cold Outside - Kate Bishop x Reader | ✨

Christmas Love - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨ | 💥

Made With Love - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨

Ice Skating - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | ✨

Something New - Yelena Belova x Reader | ✨

Romanoff's List - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | ✨

Christmas Widow - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | ✨

Santa - Yelena Belova x Reader | ✨

Love This Christmas - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | 🧸 | ✨

Happy Hanukkah - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨

Home This Christmas - Yelena Belova x Reader | ✨

Yappy howl-idays - Kate Bishop x Reader | ✨

Festive Calendar - Natasha Romanoff x Autistic! Reader | ✨

CEO of Christmas - Natasha Romanoff x Reader | 💥

Christmas Joy - Wanda Maximoff x Reader | ✨ | 💥 | 🧸

Celebrities -

Little Elf - Florence Pugh x Reader | 🧸| ✨

Gingerbread Wars - Elizabeth Olsen x Reader | ✨

Cookie Special - Florence Pugh x Reader | ✨

Late Minute Surprise - Scarlett Johansson x Reader| ✨

Secret Santa - Elizabeth Olsen x Reader | ✨

Christmas Dream - Scarlett Johansson x Reader | ✨

My Love - Scarlett Johansson x Reader | ✨ | 💥

Let It Snow - Scarlett Johansson x Reader | ✨

First Christmas - Florence Pugh x Reader | 🧸| ✨

Others -

Because I am already 4 days late on this, I will be posting double just to catch up!! I can't wait to share the Christmas joy with you all!!

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays!

[masterlistmaker]

Special Agent Lokitty - Wanda Maximoff x all reader Works

x reader

Trick or Treat

Lost you

Mother

Always be there

I promise you

Embarrassing stories

Back

Dance with a monster?

They knew

One Sunrise at a time

Necromany

The plan (autistic!reader)

one thing I haven't told you

family (male!reader)

x daughter!reader

Back home

[specialagentlokitty]

Can you do Wanda Maximoff x autistic female reader who is Hermione's twin sister and met Wanda at a muggle café she frequented with Hermione and their parents?

Maybe she can sense the magic off of both of them though? Reader is in Hufflepuff and sometimes she and Hermione prank the others? I was thinking they all met Wanda when the two of them came back from their 4th year at Hogwarts and they're pen pals. It's the beginning of their 5th year and reader is having a miserable time because of Umbridge. On holiday she goes to America to see Wanda and accidentally scares the shit out of Natasha by appearing in the living room of the common area's fireplace (I know they have a fireplace in there. I can't be convinced otherwise) and Natasha points a gun at them but Wanda is all 'stop aiming a gun at my girlfriend!' which causes both reader and Wanda to go 'what?' Idk just something cute and fluffy please? If you don't write for Natasha you can substitute her for someone else

So I 100% love this idea!! It’s amazing!

But I can’t write it since reader is underage, and still in high school and Wanda is an adult, I’m really sorry