taylorswiftismommy13 - Tumblr blog

[taylorswiftismommy13]

Picture You

Pairing: Emily Prentiss × GN!Reader

For: requested by @suckerforcate to fill my body worship square for @cmkinkbingo2024

EXPLICIT CONTENT, SMUT

Content Warnings: Cunnilingus/fingering (emily receiving), pagan/hellenistic religious imagery that could be considered blasphemous, reader is simping hard, and I don't blame them, Emily is implied to be older

Summary: You feel the need to prove to Emily she's your one and only.

Author's Note: Ngl, this might be my favorite piece I've ever written. It's definitely less steamy, but I was feeling the wlw yearning HARD (And, as always, peep the Chappell Roan song)

Feedback is always welcome!

Requests are OPEN!

Your girlfriend was absolutely gorgeous. Sometimes, the hardest part of being with her was that she didn't see that herself. Emily was always relatively confident, but she didn't see just how beautiful she was.

Her raven hair, which was slowly starting to mix with sparse strands of silver, was perfect for running your hands through. Her onyx eyes were easy to get lost in, reflecting her wisdom and maturity. Everything about her, head to toe, was like she was made just for you.

And you planned to show her.

That's why she was currently flat on her back on your shared bed, legs and arms spread wide so you had easier access.

You started with her forehead, peppering her face with quick kisses that made her giggle before trailing down to her neck. She trailed off into a choked moan, looking down at you. You just smiled at her, tugging gently on her hair and urging her to close her eyes. Once she did as you asked, you moved down to the smooth expanse of her chest, kissing the valley between.

She was moaning fully now, and you could feel her getting antsy. You kneeled between her legs, not letting her relieve the pressure. You wanted to be the one giving her pleasure. Your fingers wandered after your mouth, sliding down to palm each breast.

Emily bit her lip, keeping her focus on your touch. Her hips shifted slightly, but you reassured her you'd be giving her what she needed shortly. You trailed the tip of your tongue down the center of her stomach, feeling the hidden muscles beneath.

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence, years of togetherness making the needs of her body second nature to you. You finally settled between her legs, licking a broad stripe up her folds and reveling hedonistically in her noises.

She knew what you wanted, for her to sit still and enjoy it, but she needed more. You obliged, spreading her slickness around and making her writhe needily. It was like an offering, and the sounds you managed to coax out of her were your rewards. This woman was like a goddess, and you were her willing disciple, tending to the temple of her body.

Emily spread her legs wider to give you better access, and you greedily lapped her up. Your hands found their way to the usual spots, one alternating between each nipple and lavishing them with attention while the other moved closer to her entrance.

She whined for more, and who were you, a mere mortal, to deny her what she wanted? You slid one finger into her waiting heat, which she rewarded with a sharp gasp. Your finger thrust with renewed vigor, determined to make her moan, make her come, make her feel the prayer you were reciting between her legs.

Your fingers worked in tandem with your tongue to bring her to climax, and the taste of her was ambrosia itself. Certainly, if she bled, ichor, not blood, would flow from the wound.

Slowly and reluctantly, you peeled away from your feast, hovering over her to take everything in. How in the world did someone like her walk the earth without a loyal band of followers, people willing to bend to her every whim?

But as she kissed you lovingly as your reward for your piety, you knew that it was worth doing the work millions should be as long as she was satisfied.

[taylorswiftismommy13]

ON MY WAY

fanfics faberry… before, after, inspired… “on my way”

The Loving Kind by TurningArt

Capilla de Amor by ShioriKaiou in AOO

Being Better by Oracleismyname

On My Way by StarXxCrossed

Past Mistakes by InvisiMeg

Equilibrium by TripUpStairs

Diamonds Along the Way by poetzproblem 

How Could I Forget? by Specks52

Here I Come by DAgron01

Only Quinn Fabray by HPVDGleeLoVeR

Memories Replaced by Dawn8808

Dance Aloud by TripUpStairs

No one knows me (not like you do)  by tru_faith13 in livejournal

Atonement by MsCFH

Different Now by crazygirl46

Trapped by Miss Lemons 

Will You Remember Me? by  diannaakgron

Losing Your Memory by Hikaru-wa-shiawase-ni-eien-ni

Glad You Came by ImaginaryPoet

The Crash by padme789

Dear Agony  by bloemhoffan3000

Come Home by FerryBerry 

I Bare My Skin  by Last Munichorn

Lucky Or Not? by achelexglee

The Way Back by nahnah4

This Moment by Lord Papyrus

No time like the present by kpkp

These legs can’t give up on me, not now by ilycc

Lips of an Angel by screamfan96

[taylorswiftismommy13]

USWNT x Reader Masterlist:

Keep reading

[taylorswiftismommy13]

“It’s 9:22 am and April Stevens is late. She was supposed to leave nearly ten minutes ago to get to school on time to catch the bus for the annual Senior Ski Trip. Instead, she’s staring at her suitcase trying to decide if she should pack the baby-blue sweater with the cute neckline or not and it’s all Sterling Wesley’s fault.

Somehow it’s always Sterling Wesley’s fault.”

[taylorswiftismommy13]

Berry Blues

Season Two

Part Sixteen - (Original Song) Trouty Mouth!

Quinn Fabray x Reader

Summary: Against what you considered your teams better judgement, the New Directions were convinced to write original songs for the upcoming competition, that could seal your hopes and dreams of -temporarily- getting out of the small town you called home. If only drama didnt follow the club like a plague.

Word Count: 5,352

WARNINGS: Maths, argument, yearning, that’s mostly it

—–

“Guys, I’ve got some bad news.”

“Oh, just what I want to hear on a morning,” you sassed from your seat beside Artie, the boy helping you finish your calculus homework last minute.

“No one does, Y/N,” Mr Schue drawled, “You know how we decided on ‘Sing’ by My Chemical Romance for Regionals? Well, I hold in my hand a cease and desist letter from the band. We can’t do it.”

Puckerman scoffed from the back of the choir room, “It was the perfect anthem.”

At the Spanish teacher’s statement, you pulled your attention where you were scribbling a -probably wrong- equation onto the paper in your lap, looking at him with furrowed brows.

“That really doesn’t sound like something the band would do.”

“How much do you wanna bet Coach Sylvester has something to do with this?” Mercedes asked, shaking her head.

“One step ahead of you.”

“So, what are we gonna do now?” she continued.

Before Mr Schue could begin to offer up some words of confidence, whilst he secretly worried inside, Rachel voiced her opinion.

“I think we should write original songs for Regionals.”

“Oh, nope. That’s still a bad idea.” You shook your head, turning back to your homework.

Keep reading

[taylorswiftismommy13]

i have a FAT crush on amelia shepherd

[taylorswiftismommy13]

Fake by Cornyamelia on A03

Amezona fic. Hot. Not much to it so far but so good! early beginning, starts off innocent but gets pretty steamy. This was sent in from a follower-or at least I hope they are. 

Ps. If you’re reading this please send me more recs! 

[taylorswiftismommy13]

[taylorswiftismommy13]

surprise songs - eras tour

3/17 - glendale, arizona : “mirrorball” and “tim mcgraw”

3/18 - glendale, arizona: “this is me trying” and “state of grace”

3/24 - las vegas, nevada: “our song” and “snow on the beach”

3/25 - las vegas, nevada: “cowboy like me” and “white horse”

3/31 - arlington, texas: “sad beautiful tragic” and “ours”

4/1 - arlington, texas: “death by a thousand cuts” and “clean”

4/2 - arlington, texas: “jump then fall” and “the lucky one”

4/13 - tampa, florida: “speak now” and “treacherous”

4/14 - tampa, florida: “the great war” and “you’re on your own kid”

4/15 - tampa, florida: “mad woman” and “mean”

4/21 - houston, texas: “wonderland” and “you’re not sorry”

4/22 - houston, texas: “a place in this world” and “today was a fairytale”

4/23 - houston, texas: “begin again” and “cold as you”

4/28 - atlanta, georgia: “the other side of the door” and “coney island”

4/29 - atlanta, georgia: “high infidelity” and “gorgeous”

4/30 - atlanta, georgia: “i bet you think about me” and “how you get the girl”

5/5 - nashville, tennessee: “sparks fly” and “teardrops on my guitar”

5/6 - nashville, tennessee: “out of the woods” and “fifteen”

5/7 - nashville, tennessee: “would’ve, could’ve, should’ve” and “mine”

5/12 - philadelphia, pennsylvania: “gold rush” and “come back…be here”

5/13 - philadelphia, pennsylvania: “forever & always” and “this love”

5/14 - philadelphia, pennsylvania: “hey stephen” and “the best day”

5/19 - foxborough, massachusetts: “should’ve said no” and “better man”

5/20 - foxborough, massachusetts: “…question?” and “invisible”

5/21 - foxborough, massachusetts: “i think he knows” and “red”

5/26 - east rutherford, new jersey: “getaway car” and “maroon”

5/27 - east rutherford, new jersey: “holy ground” and “false god”

5/28 - east rutherford, new jersey: “welcome to new york” and “clean”

[taylorswiftismommy13]

SUPERSTAR. - Chapter 2 // Taylor Swift x OC

warnings: none

word count: 1609

chapter 1

ch. 2

Before I allow you lovely readers to get the full scoop on the Swift/Prue beef, I thought I would answer the burning question that I know you’re all thinking. Have Taylor and Cadence ever met? And the answer you’ll find surprising is, YES! On one fateful night, singers, actors and big A list names gathered for the 2010 MTV Video Music Awards. Our two girls were battling it out for the prestigious Video of the Year award. Taylor had entered her hit song ‘I knew you were trouble’. The video was darker and had a more mature look that she had never experimented with before but critics loved it and fans swore that it would win. Cadence entered her no. 1 song ‘Once in a Blue Moon’ which had been critically hailed as genius with visuals that captivated and won the audience over. To our delight, Taylor and Cadence were pictured once together early in the night. Taylor with her transcendent blue eyes, her cheek so close to Cadence’s they were almost touching. Her black dress magnificently swooped over her, the speckles of jewels caught the camera light, and standing next to her was Cadence, her smile was wide and decadent as her green eyes were fixed on the camera before her. Her fierce gold dress shined so beautifully next to Taylor’s, almost as if they were meant to be paired together. But the most intriguing and trivial aspect of the photo is Cadence’s hand lightly clasped around Taylor’s. Fans rejoiced as they saw their two favourites interacting, it opened a new world of possibilities so tension and excitement was in the air when the ‘Video of the Year’ award was announced at the end of the night. And the award goes to… Cadence Prue! As she walked on stage to receive her award the camera pans left to Taylor who is sitting there unmoving, eyes fixed forward and she is certainly not clapping, her mouth curved downwards in passivity. From then on, Taylor and Cadence have never directly been seen together ever again. Was it jealousy? Did something happen backstage? We might never know what happened on that calamitous night but we do for sure know what happened next. Keep reading to find out about the first nail in the coffin for our favourite pop girls!

— Tasmin Merremino Gold! Magazine Writer

The thing about having a secret is that you hem and haw over every single thought about it, it encompasses everything about you as a person, it gives you something to anchor to when you feel yourself slipping through the cracks of indifference. However, to someone else it means nothing and that's even scarier than the secret getting out.

I didn’t notice the multitude of grey buildings we drove past or the people crossing the street with their headphones in but I suppose they didn’t notice me either. Rowan had insisted on blackout windows for the car saying that sometimes I forget how famous I am, which was true. It was also true that everybody knew my name, they studied and judged my every action and I could count their attention when I yearned for it. But when I’m in my car with the blacked out windows, I don’t feel famous at all and I’m so thankful for that.

The car lurched as it came to a complete stop in-front of the oddly shaped building. “What are we doing here again?” I asked Rowan. She looked at me like I had two heads. It felt like one of those days where I am not a person, but a brand, a business deal to be paraded and dragged to wherever they needed me to be. And I would do it dutifully.

“Cadence Prue, If I have to tell you one more time, I might just have to start using language that my baby shouldn’t hear!” She quipped and put a hand on her stomach lovingly, grabbing my hand with her other to lightly drag me inside. Rowan is going to be such a good mother, I thought. She had practically been mothering me since I was 16. We grew up together, essentially and yet I still feel acres behind her in terms of maturity and responsibility.

They ushered me through hair and makeup even though this was to be a transcribed interview. They set up the lighting to where it would look the most flattering. They tested the audio and angling of the camera twice and yet I still felt like the ugliest, most self conscious person in the room. It's like I could feel their blank stares and pursed lips judging me. 10+ years and it never gets easier.

I answered the questions they gave me with fake enthusiasm and a cool easiness to give the impression of a famous pop star who has it all figured out but on the inside the unprecedented nausea made my stomach do flips and my heart beat like it was coming out of my chest. ‘Who was your inspiration?’ ‘Is it all self written?’ ‘Are there any features?’ I was going through motions, the answers coming to me so easy because of the dedicated practice of PR training I’d undertaken after years in the industry.

“So, Cadence, everyone is dying to know what the rest of your new upcoming album ‘Loveless’ is going to sound like?” The interviewer asked, with a ferocious curiosity that scared me a little.

“Well, I’ve only released one single yet. ‘When Did We Lose It?’ felt like the pinnacle song of the album. If the album was a story, that song would be the climax and I feel as though every other song continues to tell the story and should be listened to as a whole when the album releases.” I answered, making sure not to speak too fast or slow. If my feelings about my answer were true, it didn’t matter because I saw Rowan nodding from the side of my eye, as I had recited it perfectly, just as we had practised. “I released ‘When Did We Lose It’ because I wanted to see my fans react to it and get a taste for the new album. Their opinions mean everything to me.” I continued, this was partly true. Their opinions do mean everything to me but it was my label that encouraged me to release it. I feel a twinge of sadness.

The interviewer nodded her head vigorously, her red hair shaking back and forth. “And is there a certain someone that the album is about?” She raised her eyebrows like her forwardness would award her an answer that could make the front page. I cleared my throat, trying not to let my nervousness seep through.

“I write about every single thing in my life. It’s a coping mechanism – a way to process experiences I go through. If people who were/are in my life happen to come up, it's simply a reflection of my life at that stage.” It was a rigid and taut answer. Even saying it made me feel robotic, the loss of integrity made me feel ashamed but I didn’t want to talk about him right now. And I sure as hell didn’t want to talk about her either.

Before I know it Rowan is stepping in front of me and thanking the interviewer for her time. I give a small smile to everyone and keep my head down as we make it back into the car. “Good job, hun.” I hear Rowan murmur as she checks things off her schedule but it doesn’t register in my mind because it's raining now. The drops slam against the window and it's almost as if I can hear every single one individually.

Suddenly, I’m taken back to New York, 5 years past.

We were running through the rain because we lost track of time on our walk through the park. I can feel the cold bite at my cheeks and the water feels so deep through my shoes but it doesn’t matter because the warmth of her hand in mine was enough to keep me warm forever. Now the warmth is gone and when I look up, my empty apartment is staring back at me and I’m devastated because it's not her eyes looking into mine.

“Hey, Rowan? Is there anything on Friday?” I ask, shouting over the rain as we run into the building. “No, why?” She responded, quizzically looking up from her phone. “I wanna go see my mom.” I lied. Please don’t see through my lie. “Okay...” She said hesitantly because we both know I’m lying but we both know we’re not going to bring it up.

We make it to my apartment and chat outside the door. Rowan reminds me of the schedule once again like I’m a child who needs to be coddled. When she finally leaves, I feel like I could collapse. The exhaustion of the day makes my eyes feel heavy and my bones ache for the comfort of my bed but I resist the urge to fall asleep in my wet clothes.

Ding! I pull out my phone and see a text, my heart racing when I see who it's from.

Can we talk?

Come over. I reply.

I freeze. The urge to scream and cry vibrates over my body. I throw my phone haphazardly on the bed as if it's the reason for my impulsivity and a million thoughts race across my mind but one glaringly loud thought is the only one that fully registers. She’s coming over. And I know for a fact that we won’t get much talking done.

[taylorswiftismommy13]

the excellence of misfortune | series masterlist

Moving into Westview to escape the demons that chase you, there you meet Wanda Maximoff, a married woman who's looking for the same kind of escapism. Where one seeks order and the other seeks thrill, maybe you can show each other a little neighbourly support, and perhaps, find the excellence of misfortune.

──── PAIRING. sub!milf!wanda x dark!player!reader

──── CONT. reader uses they/she, dark themes, cheating trope, smut, angst, unhealthy coping mechanisms, infidelity, age gap (reader is in early twenties and wanda is in late thirties), detailed warnings in each chapter | inspired by this and this

──── WARNING. this is a dark series that touches on mature themes. please do not read if you're not comfortable with it.

PART I / double-edged sword

Wanda Maximoff's marriage with her husband is not going too well. To add insult to injury, her new neighbour is pretty fuckin' hot.

── word count. 1.5k ── published. 09/05/2023

PART II / pretty woman

You receive a nice welcoming gift. Feelings you thought were long gone begin to surface.

── word count. 2.0k ── published. 12/05/2023

PART III / accidental or not

Westview happens to have a gay bar. You give it a visit.

── word count. 1.6k ── published. 20/05/2023

PART IV / fascinating consultancies

Wanda seeks help in Agatha to find a remedy to her situation.

── word count. tbc ── published. 27/05/2023

to be updated.

NOTE. all works, ideas, and wip updates relating to this series will be listed under the tag 'teom series'.

taglist: @natashamaximoff69 @ohsugar-honey-iced-tea @fayhar @bibliophilicbi @screechcat @rowanyaboats @nahnahnahwhat @the-night-owl-blr @nemowevoli @wannabe-fic-reader @natsxwife @wandsmxmff @enanna-h @jemilyswhor3 @manyfandomsfanvergent @jlsammy23 @spongebobs-tie1 @kiyozoe6778 @lovebelt05 @girllcver @godsfavouritelesbiann @natashaswife4125 @ezay @forthelesbians @wlwfanfictionss @forthelesbians @cowxpoke @supaheroine @saqua14 @olsensnpm @33-mrvl @eatkobi @lovelyy-moonlight @diannaswhore @wandaromanoff69 @shuriri4life @inluvwithfictionalwomen @Cooldogs02 @jedi-athen-orion @alyciaddict @blackqueensforeva @lovelyy-moonlight @gingerninja1993 @yourfavdummy @iliketigobities @scarlttolsn @blackbirdv98 @mxxnligxt @riomiyawakisstuff @alex4424 @0DeadandCold0 @mr.romanoff @mandy-asimp @idontwannabehereatm @daenerys713@scarlttolsn @blackbirdv98 @mxxnligxt @riomiyawakisstuff @alex4424 @0DeadandCold0 @mr.romanoff @mandy-asimp @idontwannabehereatm @daenerys713

series m.list | main m.list | join the taglist | AO3

© sytoran, 2023

[taylorswiftismommy13]

Thinking about…

Being Natasha’s daughter that she adopted/saved & you bring home your first girlfriend, Kate who is just an absolute nervous mess.

During dinner Natasha is just GLARING at Kate as she asks her every question under the sun. Meanwhile you’re just sat there trying to get your mother to back off a bit but she’s so blinded by her protectiveness over you, she goes into great detail of what she’ll do to Kate if she ever hurt you.

By the end of the night Kate is so extremely nervous and lowkey scared asf that she SHAKES YOUR HAND before leaving 💀😭

[taylorswiftismommy13]

Mellie Grant is the best character from Scandal and every one can fight me on that opinion.

[taylorswiftismommy13]

A List of Avalance Fics Nobody Asked For

I am missing Legends and looking for new fanfics to read. If it isn’t too much trouble, I would appreciate it if you could comment your favorites or plug for your own fics because you deserve all the love on your literary masterpieces! 

And, because I didn’t want to ask and not give anything in return, I have attached some of my favorites for your reading pleasure. 

I tagged the authors AO3 Accounts, but if any are on here and want their Tumblr tagged as well (or have any other requests) just let me know.

Keep reading

[taylorswiftismommy13]

“Mommy? Sorry… my other Mommy.”

pairing: natasha romanoff x reader

summary: you ran out of gravy in the middle of a dinner with your family and your girlfriend so you decided to ask your mommy to get it for you which quickly turned into an awkward moment for everyone. 

warnings: use of term ‘mommy’, thats about it?

***

Natasha’s hand rested on your thigh, holding a glass of red wine with the other as she let out a small laugh at a story your Aunty was telling.

You stared at her dreamily, admiring how peaceful she looked, enjoying how well she got along with your  family and as if she noticed a pair of eyes watching her, her head snapped to the right and suddenly her green orbs were staring right back at yours.

She raised an eyebrow before giving you a teasing smile and a quick squeeze on your thigh, “Do I have something on my face, milaya?”

A teasing tone was laced in her voice making you roll your eyes playfully, “Can’t I just admire my sexy girlfriend in peace without needing a reason?”

“You’re such a sweetheart, darling.“ She hummed, a small smile playing on her lips. “Always know how to flatter me.”

“I just love how you get along so well with them already,” You said gently, referring to your family. “I knew they’d like you but I didn’t know they would like you this much. I mean have you seen the way my cousin has been staring at you ever since we got here?” You teased, noticing how your married cousin was practically drooling over the redhead which you couldn’t blame her for, not when your girlfriend was this gorgeous.

Now it was her turn to roll her eyes, a playful smirk forming on her lips. “I mean what can I say, baby? what’s not to like?”

You giggled at her before slapping her arm softly. She wasn’t wrong, what isn’t there to like? She was a 32 year old successful woman that owned a multimillion dollar company with an amazing personality and green eyes that can capture anyone’s attention, what more can you say? Your girlfriend just had a way with everyone, she was a natural with people.

You turned to your food and grabbed your fork, you were just about to stuff another mouthful of mashed potaoes in your mouth before realizing you had ran out of gravy.

A small frown formed on your lips before looking for the brown sauce. You saw it sat right in front of your mom, who was sitting a few seats to your left on the other side of the table so you figured you could easily ask her for it. 

You leaned towards her side, slightly leaning onto Natasha’s arm in the process before asking, “Mommy, can you pass me the gravy please?”

Your mom nodded, quickly reaching out to grab the sauce but right as she grabbed the handle, another hand grabbed the other end as well.

Both hands paused as your brows furrowed for a second before realizing what just happened. Oh shit, you thought as you slowly turned to your left with wide eyes and saw Natasha reaching out for the gravy.

She thought you were talking to her.

You noticed she was already staring back at you with a similar expression before turning back to your mom and back at you again, a blush on your cheeks starting to form when you realized everyone in the table was now staring at you guys.

“I think she meant her actual Mommy, Natasha.” One of your cousins giggled, making your face flush red and Natasha looking like a fish gaping before pulling her hand back quickly and muttering a quick sorry.

Your family seemed to have caught on when your Auntys and Uncles formed O’s with their mouth while your cousins tried not to bust out laughing, making you internally groan already knowing the teasing that’s about to come after dinner.

You turned to Natasha and gave her a subtle glare only she would understand that said “You’re dead.” She was about to say something but you cleared your throat and grabbed the gravy from your mom, not daring to look at her and your dads eyes.

You knew they were going to have a word with both of you later, you basically just outed a piece of your sex life during a dinner with your whole family for Gods sake. You internally slapped your forehead, already preparing to lecture Natasha when you get home.

Your family was never going to let you live this down.

[taylorswiftismommy13]

A murderous game of cat and mouse

Prologue

Part 1

Summary: The Scarlet witch just couldn't stay away from you, this cat and mouse game was getting annoying, you couldn't blame her though, you missed her too.

Nat loves interrupting you two and pissing Wanda off so it's a win win for her too

Warnings: 18 + Minors DNI, small amount of smut, like R giving Wanda some oral that’s it (first time writing smut in a while, and even longer since I’ve had any so no judging 😂) little knife play of course, Nat being the most annoying woman in the room but also relatable

Tag list: @xxxtwilightaxelxxx

Words: 2,500

"Y/n! Are you listening?" The piercing voice of one of your men Clint barton made you jump dropping the picture you were holding "fuck me Clint why don't you just slap me next time to get my attention"

The man laughed patting you on the back and trying to look at the picture you dropped "what do you have there?"

You didn't let him instead picking the picture up and stuffing it in your bra "you want it, you have to go fishing for it"

"You're gross you know that?" He laughed sitting on the chair opposite you and getting serious for a minute “so, is your stalker still giving you the runaround?”

You shook your head “no, I cockblocked myself by telling her I like the chase and I want to keep going-

“Woah woah woah! You’re telling me you had this woman in the palm of your hand and you let her go?! I thought you were smart?” You rolled your eyes Nat had already through this with you including a few head slaps then a face slap when you mentioned wanting an orgasm from her to make up for the head slaps

"Yeah yeah I know, anyway do we have anything to do today?"

The man shook his head "no everything's sorted for today, you could go and get your hot stalker" he sent you a cheesy smile and you wanted to smack the smirk off of his face "go home barton" you said blankly and he gave you a thumbs up "see ya tomorrow boss!" He left you alone and you sighed relaxing in your seat leaning your head back and pulling the picture out of your bra looking it over once again, the look on her face while licking the knife would be engraved in your mind forever.

There was a sharp knock on the door suddenly and you whipped out your gun aiming it at the door, how dare someone interrupt your quiet time "state your name or as soon as you open that door I'll blow your brains out"

There was a small chuckle from behind the door and you raised an eyebrow "not much of a cat and mouse game if you come to my office is it?"

The door opened revealing the scarlet witch and you lowered your gun "I'll be truthful my love I hate staying away from you, fuck the game I want you now" she walked to your desk sitting on it facing you "you sound desperate" you say smiling but she just shrugged "you haven't been trying to find me either baby, I was getting lonely"

You pulled your chair close to the desk, she spread her legs so you could be closer to her and you placed your hands on her thighs stroking them "I'm sorry, we've just been really busy here"

She nodded along, placing her hands atop of yours "I understand princess but when we’re you gonna make time for me?”

You dipped your head down sadly “sorry”

The woman remained stoic “where’s your knife?”

"In the drawer" you replied and you opened it pulling the object out, Scarlet took it from you admiring the shininess "I'm glad you kept her clean" she ran the knife along your cheek pressing the tip into your cheek just enough the keep you still "maybe I should punish you for ignoring me, were you with Romanoff?"

Your eyes widened slightly and she clicked her tongue "I see, do you want her dead? Do you want to see the blood pool around her shaking body as the light leaves her eyes?" In a quick second the knife sliced down your cheek cutting you but you didn't flinch being used to the pain knives brought

"Do you want to hurt me?" She asked sadly bringing the knife up to her lips licking the small amount of blood from it making you swallow hard "no, no I don't want to hurt you"

The woman jumped off the desk coming round to behind your chair where you were still sat unsure of what to do "when was the last time you fucked her?" Her arms found the bottom of the shirt you were wearing and lifted it above you head throwing it to the floor then spinning the chair around smiling at the lacy bra you had on

"Tell me" she asked again cutting the straps of your bra carelessly nipping your skin with it

"last night" you finally said and the cutting on your bra stopped and she sliced your other cheek, okay you'd had enough of being cut, she's hot but come on

"Scarlet-"

"It’s Wanda" she corrected you, her real name? At least you were getting somewhere

"Wanda, how about you calm down, okay?" You took ahold of the knife putting it down on the desk behind you "I want you-"

"Prove it" Wanda said and you chuckled "okay sit on the desk then" you stood and the remains of your bra fell from your body "well, it's a good thing I have more" you looked at Wanda looking at your chest "want a taste?" Her fingers reached your breast holding them in her hands "you're not getting any satisfaction from me today, you're gonna pleasure me" she pinched your nipples and you jerked away "shit there's sensitive"

Wanda smiled "I know, I can't wait to have my fun with them"

You didn't question her instead letting her get up on the desk again and spreading her legs "want a taste?" She mocked you laughing at your rolled eyes

Instead of responding you knelt down pulling her pants down her long legs tossing them away and kissing up her thighs leaving deep purple marks in your wake "don't tease me detka"

You kissed her over her panties revealing just how wet she was, you didn't even take her panties off just moved them to the side moaning at the sight of her wet cunt "shit you're so wet"

"Stop talking and just fuck me" you smiled and licked through her folds seeking out her clit and when you found it you sucked hard feeling Wanda buck into you urging you on

"God you're so good with your tongue" Wanda gripped your hair tight keeping you in place, it didn't matter if you couldn't breathe, not that you minded, if you died like this it would be the greatest death ever

You felt Wanda clench around your tongue knowing she was close you kept going through her orgasm bringing her close to another one prying her legs open when she tried to close them "Y/n...Y/n so sensitive..." she tried but you ignored her licking and swallowing everything she gave you and she was delicious, you could definitely die right now.

"Y/n!" The door slammed open and you had a slight moment of dejavu when Nat's voice echoed through the room, trying to reluctantly remove yourself from between Wanda's thighs but she gripped your hair keeping you in place

"We're in the middle of something Natalia" you heard her hoarse voice say as she tried to regain some control and Nat scoffed "I can see that psychopath, am I allowed to speak to my boss or isn't she finished yet?" you didn't even have to look at her to know she was smirking

Wanda was smirking too, pulling something from her chest pocket pointing it at Nat "how about you talk to her later when she's finished?"

"ooohhh a gun I'm so scared"

You tapped Wanda's thigh and she glanced down at your eyes that pleaded to be let up which she allowed letting go of your hair and pushing you from her with her legs

You stood up facing Nat trying to put on a professional face "Nat, how about we-"

Nat held up her hand stopping you from continuing "before you start, please wipe your face, and put a shirt on I can't take you seriously with cum on your face and your breasts out in the open"

You blushed reaching for your shirt quickly putting it over your head and the looking for something to use to wipe your face when Wanda handed you a tissue "there you go medovyy, I think you look perfect the way you are though" she winked putting her pants back on, you didn't know your face could blush harder and yet you felt like it did

"Anyway Nat what do you need?" You cleaned your face throwing the wipe in the trash looking back at your friend "actually I don't need anything but I heard moaning when I walked past so obviously I had to barge in to make sure my boss was safe"

You went to speak but Wanda was already in front of you with the gun firm against Nat's head "give me one good reason why I shouldn't put a bullet through your skull"

"I could give you hundreds of reasons but I know that's not what you want to hear" Nat was always calm in stressful situations and this was no different "so Y/n we have that dinner meeting with Agatha in an hour so we should probably get ready"

She glanced at the angry redhead "you could come too if you want, having a psychopathic guard dog there would probably be a good thing" she laughed to herself "you won't be laughing when I put a bullet through your head"

Nat sighed "you know I'd blame your anger on being sexually frustrated but I walked in on you being eaten out and from previous experience I know that you've probably had about 3 orgasms so far...she's great with her tongue right?"

You flinched when the handle of Wanda's gun smacked Nat across the face, cutting her lip, which Wanda smiled at before frowning when Nat just chuckled "well, you definitely have a swing on you, that'll prove useful at the meeting, now come on you two the car's waiting"

She left giving you a wink and Wanda turned back to you "she's more of a boss than you are princess, I like her"

You rolled your eyes, jealousy creeping into your body "you like her? You've threatened her and just slapped her across the face with the back of your gun, if that means you like someone I'm a little jealous"

Moving behind your desk to clean some things up and collect your gun Wanda watched you carefully "how do you deal with jealously?"

You finished behind the desk and moved around to Wanda wrapping your arm around her waist pulling her flush against you "I deal with it as well as you deal with it"

Wanda's eyes widened "oh milaya devushka I really want to see that, I'll get you so rilled up with jealously that the red mist takes over your mind and you kill everyone who looks at me" she kissed you hard moaning at the still lingering taste of herself on your tongue "fucking delicious" she said breathlessly and you chuckled

"It's your own taste"

"And I taste delicious-

"Come on you horndogs! We can't keep Agatha waiting!"

Wanda closed her eyes and grumbled "I don't like her anymore"

"Do you actually want to come?" You asked and Wanda nodded "our game of cat and mouse can be on hold for now, I'll be the best guard dog you've ever had instead”

"Will you sit at my feet and let me scratch your head? You joked but Wanda didn't instead she did said something that surprised you "I'll wear a pretty collar with a leash that you keep a hold of...and if for any reason you feel like you need it, I'll get under the desk and lick you like the good puppy I can be"

"Shit" you couldn't say anything else, it was just hazy, the thought of this big bad serial killer on her knees pleasing you while you were in a meeting was all you could think about

"Princess? We shouldn't keep the Russian whore waiting, come on" she dragged you out the room still in your hazy gaze imagining her on the floor with her head on your thigh as you softly stroked her hair and when you asked it she’d be between your legs making the dinner/meeting go so much better

"You'd look so cute with a dog collar" you managed and Wanda smirked "who said I don't have one already?"

"You're going to fucking kill me" you approached the car seeing Nat with a cigarette in her mouth tapping her foot impatiently "I'm glad you could pry yourselves away from each other long enough to come outside, get in the car" she threw away her cigarette and got into the drivers side while you two got into the back

The car was started up and Nat turned to the two of you "I swear to god if you two start doing anything in the back of this car I'll slit both your throats, it's a rental and I don't want to explain to the owners what the stains in the back are"

Wanda flipped her off "we'll do whatever we want Natasha"

The woman sighed before saying "fine, but if she gets action I want some too"

"Y/n won't touch you anymore Nat she belongs to me" Wanda threatened but Nat just looked at her in the rearview mirror "who said I want anything from her anymore? I think our hate hate relationship could leave to some hot sex, plus we're both redheads so it'll be fiery"

Throughout this interaction Wanda's hand flexed on your shoulder gripping it tightly whenever she spoke "and what makes you think I'd touch that dirty body of yours?"

Nat shrugged turning a corner into an alleyway and stopping the car "Maybe one day you're psychotic ass might change its mind, if the woman I normally fuck is now a pet for a serial killer then I want a taste of what she's having"

She got out of the car coming to the back and opening the door for you to get out, you thanked Nat and when Wanda stepped out Nat didn't get time to say anything before Wanda grabbed the back of her neck bringing her into a heavy kiss and slipping her tongue inside her mouth groaning at her taste

"Hmm I'll definitely think about it shlyukha" Wanda licked her lips giving Nat a pat on the cheek

"Takes one to know one psychopath"

You rolled your eyes "if you two are quite done, let's go" Wanda could tell you were obviously grumpy and grabbed ahold of you kissing your neck "are you jealous? Are you going to go into a blind rage?" Her voice was ragged against your neck, you know what you said about being jealous but you'd never hurt Nat, sexually you would sure but you'd never want to kill her.

"No Scarlet witch I won't be killing my friend" a stern tone evident in your voice making Wanda smile "using my stalker name are we? I love it when you're rilled up, can we go killing later? Seeing you up close and personal covered in blood will be the hottest thing I've seen in weeks"

You pushed her away slightly surprising the woman looking to Nat to open the door "let's get this over with" you we’re pissed, you couldn’t touch Nat or anyone else because you’d get punished, fucking hypocrite psychopath.

you went through the open door slamming it leaving the two redheads stood there "what the fuck happened?" Wanda exclaimed and Nat laughed "you thought making her jealous would be a good thing? You silly little psychopath"

"But she said she dealt with jealously like me, I don't complain and be whiny about it"

Nat rolled her eyes "you're in for it later, now come on idiot, she's scary when she's mad"

"That's what I wanted but I didn't think shed be mad at me"

Nat pushed Wanda through the door "make it up to her then"

Wanda groaned "all I wanted was to kill people for her and then fuck her while I was covered in blood"

“Too bad, you’re in a relationship now”

[taylorswiftismommy13]

requests for fics

hey guys. so I'm gonna start a new series of wanda maximoff/lizzie one-shots so if anyone has any requests then please send them to me and i will get to them asap