Ease Into It (pt. 5) - Wanda Maximoff

ease into it (pt. 5) - wanda maximoff

a/n: so i’ve finally graduated high school! which means i’m definitely gonna write more since i don’t have anything to do atm. i also made this playlist (it’s for my script, but i i use it while writing this as well) for this if anyone wanted to listen

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Wanda had no idea why she was at school past the final bell, let alone on a weekend. She wouldn’t admit that she tagged along because she suddenly remembered you were a team captain.

No. Natasha wanted to stare, specifically at Carol Danvers and Maria Hill, who were on the opposite team. Emma was there because Scott was there, and Jean and Pietro were at his house alone. Vision was home due to an ankle injury that had him out for a week.

The girls sat in the parking lot while Nat was on the opposite teams sideline, flirting with a certain tall blonde. Tired of waiting, they walked over and stood by the gate as Wanda wrapped her lips around a loose cigarette. She blew out smoke as you stood at the pitch.

Emma and Scott walked to the bleachers, leaving her alone, not that she really minded it.

Her eyes wondered over to Peter on the sideline, taking pictures, probably for the school website. The whistle blew, and you kicked it out to Kate. Wanda had no idea what was going on, but she did know that when Carol tackled you hard, it wasn’t a good thing.

Carol smirked at your groaning figure as you landed hard on your shoulder. “Man, what the fuck?!” Kate yells, getting in Carol’s face. “Sorry.” She mocks, shrugging. You were lifted up, pulling Kate away before she did something she would regret.

Right after, you scored a goal on Carol, making her grimace as you and Kate did your signature handshake and dance.

The score was now 2-0.

There was six minutes left when Brunnhilde ‘accidentally’ hit Karolina in the nose with the ball. It seemed like St. Valkyries was full of bullies. You sighed walking the bench as halftime was called.

“Chavez!” The freshman looked up from the ground. “You’re in.” She pointed to herself, and Fury nodded while the older players snickered at her. “Come on! I don’t got all day.” The girl shoots up from the bench, giving a nervous look to her other friends. 

You clear your throat. “Ok, we’re gonna shift, so Daisy will take over Dean at front center, Chavez will be a defender, okay?” The girl nods as the whistle blows. The game went on, and Carol, being the asshole she was found a way to push America on the ground. 

You and Kate were tired of her. America seemed to be fine, and despite wanting to punch Carol, you wanted to stay civil. And so you did. After an attempt, you tried to score again, but missed. You fell off balance, running behind the goal, but your running stopped when you saw Wanda, now with a Sprite bottle in her hand, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. 

A weird feeling came over you as you waved at her, and she surprisingly waved back.  What you hadn’t known was when Wanda went to get herself a drink and some shockingly good nachos, she spotted Jennifer flirting under the bleachers with Frank Castle, who didn’t particularly seemed interested, but was playing along. 

She didn’t think it was her business to tell, and she didn’t want you to think she was playing a cruel trick on you as she had before. Like that time she complemented your suit for the 8th grade formal, and then embarrassed you on Instagram the next day. She didn’t want to be that anymore. 

She smiles, watching you run back to the field. The game doesn’t end much longer after that. After another aggressive tackle, Carol is finally benched, and you and Kate carried your team to a win. 

The team left you as you did an interview for the school’s news network, but not long after, you were drenched in water from the cooler, and you fell to your knees at the sensation. Wanda watched in amusement, not noticing Natasha leaving with Carol in her Jeep, and the fact that Emma and Scott left half an hour ago without telling her. 

“Shit!” She walked around the parking lot, even calling Vision because Pietro wouldn’t answer. “I’m sorry, darling, I’m not even in-I’m not even in town at the moment.” She sighs, muttering appreciation for even picking up. A beep startles her as the car she was standing by beeped. 

She was too shocked by the sound, that she didn’t notice you approaching. “Are you sure you’re not waiting for me this time?” The question startles her. She turns, sighing at your playful tone. “No. Um...I’m sorry for-My...” Friends wasn’t really a good word. “Emma and Nat...They-They left me here, my car is at home, so...” You nod. 

You could give her a ride. Jennifer was nowhere to be found after halftime, and you weren’t doing anything because you needed to rest despite your friends’ protests. “Uh...I could give you a ride, I think I remember where you live.” You shrug. Her eyes widened at the offer. “Seriously?” She cleared her throat to not seem so desperate to say. “Um. I-I don’t see why not...?” You smile, moving past to open the passenger door. 

“Ladies first.” She smiles back, sitting in the seat. 

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The ride was quiet, soft jazz you’d put on filling the silence. 

“Ya know...” Wanda looks up from her hands on her lap. “The last time we were this cordial...I could barely reach the pedal.” You say with a bright smile which seemed to be contagious as one spread on her face as well. “Do you still play the flute?” You ask suddenly, making her giggle. “Yeah. I’m in Advanced Band. Very fun.” She says, still looking forward. 

“Oh! That’s awesome, man. I don’t still play trombone, but I picked up guitar.” You smile, making her nod. “That’s nice.” As you reach a stoplight, you turn to her, giddy. “Did you like the game? I don’t know if I did good.” You were trying to resist wanting her approval, but you forgot that you were trying to ignore her. 

Talking to her like this felt like when you were just kids gossiping again. “Yeah! You were awesome. MVP of the night, even.” She exaggerates, but you not telling if she was joking, which she wasn’t, nod with a smile on your face. “Thanks.” There was a small bit of silence. 

“Do you still write songs?” These questions were throwing her off guard after the silent treatment she’d gotten for the past month. “Not really...”

“Why not?! You know my friend, Peter, he plays drums, and-and Bucky plays bass. You should totally make a band. Plus you can sing!” You suggest, making her laugh. “Oh, I don’t know...” You pull up to her street, turning into her community. 

“I forgot how fancy this place is.” You ride up to the gate, and wave to the guard. “Hi.” The man narrows his eyes, but Wanda leans beside you. “Hey, Jerry.” She waves, and the man lets you in. This community was actually very few houses, and more like divided property for about five or six properties for families. There were lakes, some properties had other houses, and sports courts. 

You and your family lived in an a bungalow on the rougher side of town. You’d finally gotten to her house, and noticed her father, Erik and the dean, Charles outside, smoking cigars it seemed like. “Thank you for the ride.” She says, taking you out of your staring at the men. 

“Yeah, no problem.” She almost leaned forward and gave you a thank you hug, but she decided against it. “I’ll see you Monday.”

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When you’d gotten home, you saw Jennifer on your porch, talking to your mom who was taking two mugs, and walking into the house. You parked, walking up the driveway. “Where were you?” She asked roughly, making you frown. 

“I could ask the same. I was dropping off a friend.” Friend. You hadn’t even meant to refer to Wanda as such, but it slipped out. “So Wanda is your friend now?” Your jaw clenches at her tone. “Are you jealous?” You chuckle. 

“You think this shit is funny? I was calling you for half an hour, Y/N. But I guess you were so enamored in Wanda’s red hair, and soft green eyes, that you couldn’t even answer your girlfriend’s calls, hmm?” You scoff. Your phone died when you left, and you’d given your charger chord to Kate, but of course she never returned things, so you turned on some old soundtrack CDs you’d left in your car. 

“My phone died, okay? I’m sorry.” She scoffs, brushing past you. “When you figure out how you actually feel, give me a call.”

“You’re being dramatic, nothing new of course.” 

“Fuck you, Y/N.”

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ease into it (pt. 9) - wanda maximoff

a/n: so this book is on chapter away from being over, and i thank everyone who’s been reading this book for the past two months. also thank you all for 1k+ followers like WOW

Warning (s): brief mention of suicide, (18+)? smut

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It had been two months since then. Ignoring her “for good” was one of your plans, but never the mission.

By this point Jennifer cheating on you, and Wanda putting you in a horrible position was the worst of your bad luck. You sprained your knee during practice the Monday after the party.

Jennifer got the last word, and publicly embarrassed you more than she already had by breaking it off in the middle of the lunch period? It was sick.

But at least you did have your friends. Even if the teasing as they watched you limp around school got a little old. The other good part was that Wanda gave you your space. No longing stares in English or P.E, and she kept to herself during lunch. Sometimes you did spare a glance, but she never noticed.

The next time you did see her was at an early graduation party. The night after graduation practice. Gwen had dragged you there as her date because Peter and MJ skipped out.

But of course, she slipped away to find something to drink. “You want something?” You denied a drink, and she shrugged before walking away. You walked to a quieter corner of the large house.

Some rooms were dead silent because of the space. You walked outside to an empty porch, everyone else in the front of the house. The smell of burning nicotine bothered your senses as you watched a girl smoke from behind her.

“That shit kills.” You muttered, a small smile on your face as she turned around, confirming your suspicions. Wanda’s jaw clenched as she turned back around. “I sure hope so.” You chuckle, walking over to sit in the chair next to her.

“Nah, I’m just joking. You know what’s best for you, I can’t control you.”

“So considerate.”

“Ya know…I feel less tense here. Like I don’t want to throw up.” Wanda smiles, a sigh escaping.

“Yes, I live to hear that every time you saw me before this, you wanted to throw up.” She sighs again, looking down at her wrist watch. “Uh, I have to go. I don’t even know why I stayed-“ She begins to stand. “Pietro forced me to come here, despite it being Emma’s house, and-“ That explained the white decor.

Before she could move to the door, your hand caught her arm with your hand. “Hold on. Stay. I just...Kate is on a date...that was so bad.” You chuckle. 

“Um...Gwen is partying it up, and I just want silence. I could go home, but I’m sure from the times you and your...ex friends?...used to watch me in the morning, you’d know my car’s shit.” Wanda wanted to laugh, but she simply clenches her jaw more if it were possible. 

“I’m glad someone enjoys solace in silence.” Wanda lets out a deep breath before sitting back down. “Are you going to college?” You ask. She shakes her head. “I wanna kill myself.” The answer slightly shocks you, your eyes widening. “Oh.”

“It’s not because of you, actually. My mind wanted me to say that, like I was spiting you, but you don’t deserve that. I’ve felt this way a long time actually.” You lean over, placing a hand on her shoulder. “You don’t have to comfort me, because I know what I’ve done.” She says, shrugging you off. 

“One day, Emma was calling you fat. I just couldn’t-I didn’t say anything, but I saw you with the plastic fork...you placed it on your throat. In public, you were just pressing it down. I avoided looking at you after that to hold my guilt. And I saw you in a bathroom, or heard you, crying, and...” Your eyes began to water as you remembered those days. 

“I know you want me to.” She stared in your eyes, and your silence spoke for you. Her eyebrow raises as smiles. “I don’t. I-You don’t have to feel this way. Listen.” You grab her hand. “I’ve gotten over it.”

“Have you? I’m still not over that time you called me a fat pig in that letter.” You try to contain your laughter, making Wanda laugh. You had gotten closer that you almost taste the nicotine on her breath. “I so deserved that. Look, I don’t know why I let it get to that, but-” Before she could continue, you captured her lips in a kiss. 

“Don’t kill yourself, you’re so sexy haha.” You say with a smirk as you separate the kiss, making her bust out in a laugh. “You’re so corny.”

“Oh, come on! You loved my shitty jokes back in the day!”

“I was in love with you, of course I laughed every time!” You scoff in disbelief. “Was!?”

“Am. I am.”

“Me too, kinda. I deserve millions of apologies, and smoothies, and peanut butter crackers.” 

“You suck.”

“You swallow.”

“I do not!”

Later that night, you kept talking. Eventually getting the idea to leave, you snuck past Pietro, and walked home, to hers at least. Then she invited you in. “AHT! We just started over and you wanna steal base?” Wanda frowns, not understanding the baseball reference. 

“When you steal base that means that you go to the next one withou-” Before you finished she shut you up with a kiss as you had before. “That should be our thing.” You mutter. “What?”

“We talk too much, so the ‘shutting up with a kiss’ thing, I like it.” She rolls her eyes, walking past you to close her front door. Looking back at you, she tilts her head. “Have you ever...?” You scrunch your face. “Have I ever, what?” 

“Had sex?” Your eyebrows raise as you shake your head no. “Me neither, not really. It’s never meant anything to me, but if we...I feel like it would.”

“Say no more.” You back away, running upstairs to the room you remembered so well. “No fucking way...” She whispered to herself. A week ago she wasn’t even looking your way out of respect, and now you wanted her to touch her. The first thing she did when she walked up the stairs in a daze was see you, half naked. 

“Full circle. Technically you’re the first girl I’ve ever kissed. 5th grade party, truth or dare. I was the resident lesbian, and...yeah.” She smiles, taking off her jacket and shoes, and almost every other article of clothing except her bra and panties. 

You simply stared in awe. She turned to lock the door, and jumped onto you, slamming you both into the bed with a laugh. You began to kiss, scooting up further onto the bed as you turned her on her back. 

She moaned as you attacked her neck, your hands slipping down her underwear as you placed your index and middle fingers between her vagina lips. She moaned harder as you rubbed in the correct spot over and over. “Oh my God!” She yelled, a soft moan leaving her lips as yours travelled farther down her body. 

Wanda had since removed her bra, and you looked up at her as you sucked on her nipple, satisfying her in a way she didn’t even know how. Kisses down her chest, her thighs, and then you went down on her. She’d never felt so good in her life. “Y/N!”

You smirk, looking up at her between her legs. “Keep going, keep going!” You do as told, going back down as your tongue caressed all the right spots. “Unh! Shit!” You slowed down, going back up her body, not even paying attention to load that had bursts onto your face. “Holy shit.” Wanda laughs. You braze your tongue over your top lip with a smirk. 

“Not half bad.” In turn, she satisfied you the same way. Caressing you breast as she licked inside of you, and fingered you. Your load was a lot more, and came faster which made her smile. “Oh, detka...you’re so nervous. So tight, so supple.” You moaned as she kissed you again, biting your lip. “Wanda...” You whispered. 

When she’d finished, you were so tired from your wrist hurting, and your head pounding. You two cover yourselves with the covers, sighing as Wanda stared at you. 

“Virgin my ass.” She mutters, making you chuckle. “You were too good to not know anything.” You shrug. 

“Nah, I just, I’m the pussy whisperer.” She laughs as she snuggles into you. “Do you want hand sanitizer, I feel like you want to ask me.” You hum, making her laugh and stand as she goes to her closet, but when she comes back, you’re already asleep, making her smile. 

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after ease into it is over, i do have like 3 other wanda aus, and i PROMISE to write those maddy fics. btw i’ve actually finished one of these chapters for wanda, and I’ve written several stories based on my scripts, and i’ve also recently written for natasha as well so yay

young - wanda maximoff

a/n: I present to you another story adapted from a personal script! hope y’all enjoy this one. i do plan on this being ANOTHER wanda au series, i do have a canon divergence fic coming tho💁🏽‍♀️

Pairing: Actor!Wanda Maximoff x Actor!Musician!Reader

Feb. 2007

It was Wanda and Pietro’s 18th birthday, and all she wanted was to have a nice dinner with your brother and girlfriend. Fortunately they did, and it was fun. Since she was richer, it was easier to swindle drinks, and get what they all wanted. After they’d finished, they of course had an onslaught of paparazzi waiting for them.

“WANDA! ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT YOUR NEW TATTOOS?” Wanda smirked, turning around to reveal butterfly tattoo above her butt, another one on her stomach. Y/N stays behind as Pietro is still trying to move through, lighting a cigarette, and a microphone is shoved in her face.

“ARE YOU AWARE OF YOUR CONTRIBUTION TO THE DECLINE OF AMERICAN YOUTH BY SHOWCASING YOUR SMOKING HABITS IN PUBLIC?” She scoffs lightly, turning to the interviewer, and blows a billow of smoke in his face. Wanda bites her lip with a look of amusement, grabbing her girlfriend’s hand.

She looked at her in awe, laughing as they descend into the black car, Y/N sitting in the passenger’s seat. Pietro runs around the back, pushing some of the paparazzi out of the way.

He starts the car, looking over at Y/N. “You’re gonna be all over the news after that, Y/NN.” Wanda laughs as the car begins to move. Y/N rolls down the window as some of the paparazzi are lightly tapped by the car. The girl pokes her head out with a large fake smile.

“Can y’all move of the f****ng way? Thank you!” The exclamation makes you giggle as the car pulls off. The car drives silently down the highway as Wanda rests her chin on the back of Y/N’s seat as the two hold hands. It’s not long before they reach a private beach with a single house on it. Pietro pulls into the house’s driveway, before looking over to Y/N. Neither notice how Wanda has fallen asleep on the seat.  

:You girls be good, no sex on the love couch!” Pietro yells, making Y/N rolls her eyes, kissing Wanda’s hand as she exits the car to get into the trunk.

“It’s my house!” She yells as Pietro chuckles, but his thoughts move over to Wanda who softly snores, her neck in a weird angle. He softly taps her shoulders a few times, and she finally wakes up. Wanda blinks hard, rubbing her neck as she wakes up. 

“Hmm?” Her brother smiles, pushing her, making her eyes widen with sleep. “We’re here, shorty.” Her face goes from tired and shocked, to a face of recognition as she looks over at the beach house. “Oh! Okay, thank you, Pietro.” She leans up, giving him a hug that he happily returns. 

“Love you, chubbers.” Wanda groans, opening the door. As she does, she lightly taps Y/N’s butt. Y/N giggles lightly, before lugging their stuff up the small set of stairs. Wanda walks behind her, waving to her brother through the window. 

“Love you, too. Tell Monica I said hi.”  He gives her an air kiss, before looking over at Y/N. “Bye, Bye, Wandy!” Y/N turns away from opening the door to wave over at him. He pulls out of the driveway as Y/N finally opens the door, and Wanda grabs some of their stuff, walking into the house. 

She uses her bicep to turn on the light, and it works the first time, allowing her to see the living room, as she walks into their shared room, dropping the bags in there. When she walks back, she watches Y/N. Her eyes wander as the older girl pours a bottle of alcohol into a separate cup. A smile graced her lips, as she kicked off her shoes, but neatly placed them at the top of the pit. 

“You don't wanna sleep?” After the partying and heat equally tiring her out, she was utterly exhausted. Y/N chuckles with her back to Wanda, before walking over to the pit barefoot. She smiles over at Wanda who sits on the couch before accepting the drink. "You just slept.” Wanda takes a sip before placing it on the coffee table. 

“I know, but I’m still tired. I just want us to relax, ya know?” Y/N groans, sitting down. “We can watch a movie, maybe?” Y/N suggests with a shrug. Wanda sighs, taking a sip of the water. She smiles, kissing Y?N on the cheek, thankful she only got alcohol for one. “I love you.” Y/N smiles wide, looking down at Wanda’s eyes. 

They flutter lightly as she lets out a soft breath. Rubbing her shoulder, she sighs, noticing just how tired Michelle was. “Ok, we can go lay down. Let’s get you to bed, grandma.” Wanda chuckles, not even throwing back a retort as she lets Y/N drag her to the room. When they get to the room, Wanda collapses onto the bed, her head hitting the soft pillow with a moan from her lips. 

Y/N walks away for a few seconds to grab a blanket from the closet. When she goes back to the bed, her lips quirk in a small grin as Wanda is already sound asleep. She walks over to the bed, placing the blanket on Wanda before placing a soft kiss on her head.

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open your eyes - wanda maximoff

a/n: this is reader insert adapted from my book. please read, if you want ofc. blur is an oc adapted from a script btw. this starts at age of ultron, so emo wanda💁🏽‍♀️ p.s., i’m basically moving this fix here, and i know i have like a MILLION wanda fics at once? but young will be periodically updated, and ease into it has one more chapter so yeah, ramble over…

Pairing(s): wanda maximoff x witch!reader, pietro maximoff x mute!oc

“Shit!”

"Language!" Steve yells. "JARVIS, what's the view from upstairs?"

"The central building is protected by some kind of energy shield. Strucker's technology is well beyond any other Hydra base we've taken."

"Loki's scepter must be here. Strucker couldn't mount this defense without it. At long last." Natasha knocks out some soldiers. "At long last is lasting a little long, boys." Natasha croaks out. "I agree with Natasha." Y/N chuckles.

"Yeah. I think we lost the element of surprise." Clint speaks up. He begins looking around curiously. "Blur! What's your six, kid?" Blur quickly zooms in front of him. "You know I'm mute, right?" She signs, making him chuckle.

"I do, but I just like messing with you. Mind taking me to a better vantage point?" Blur holds her arms, urging Clint to let her carry him bridal style. "No." He says.

Blur rolls her eyes. "Suit yourself." She grabs the back of his neck, and speeds off with him. "Wait a second. No one else is going to deal with the fact that Cap just said "language"? " Tony asks.

"I know." Steve throws his bike at some soldiers. "It just slipped out." Steve reaches for his shield off of his back, but when he feels it missing, he frowns over at Blur who's blowing on it and wiping it off. "Blur!?" The girl looks up, humming as she hands it over.

Y/N blocks bullets with force fields, and repurposed the snow into ice glaciers, piercing several soldiers in the process. After several attempts to open the shields, Tony turns back for a second.

"Y/N! I need your help getting this shield down!" Y/N punches the ground, making the soldiers flop around and crash into trees. "Where are you?!"

"Y/LN!" Amalia reaches out for Tony as he flies down, and lifts them up to the HYDRA base to break in. "Sir, the city is taking fire." JARVIS informs. "Well, we know Strucker's not going to worry about civilian casualties. Send in the Iron Legion.".

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A blur speeds across the ground, ramming in to Clint. "You didn't see that coming?" the young man zooms off. "Blur! We got company!" before Clint can shoot him with an arrow, he goes down from being shot. "Clint!" Natasha yells.

"We have an enhanced in the field." Steve informs.

"Clint's hit!" Natasha yells into the comms. "Somebody want to deal with that bunker?" The Hulk bursts through, taking care of the bunker.

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Blur and the other Blur size one another up. "Ah! Another speedster." He holds his hand out. "Pietro." Blur responds, flipping him off. "Oh! Ok, not a person of many words. hmm?"

"I'm mute."

"What is that? Are you gonna punch me?"

"I can't speak, you asshole."

"Oh! Don't get violent, I'm a lover, not a fighter, ya know?" He chuckles, slowing down as Blur slows time, quickly punching him in the face.

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"Stark, we really need to get inside."

"I'm closing in. JARVIS, am I...closing in? Do you see a power source for that shield?" Tony asks his A.I. "There's a pathway below the north tower."

"Great, I wanna poke it with something." Stark blows up the invisible shield on the base. "Drawbridge is down, people." Tony announces. "We goin' in?" They ask, making him nod as he lets them go.

Flying towards the ground, they flex their fingers, bringing a large burst onto the internal force field which breaks a large hole in it. They steadily fly back up into the castle, landing behind Tony as he gives his best superhero landing.

"Seriously?" Tony turns behind him, smirking behind the metal. The two enter the castle, Y/N covering themselves with a shield.

"Guys, stop, we gotta talk about this." He shoots down the soldiers using his suit. "Good talk.".

"No it wasn't." A soldier groans, making Amalia roll her eyes. Tony finds List, and swiftly knocks him out. "Sentry mode." He walks over to the computers. "Okay, JARVIS. You know I want it all. Make sure you copy Hill at HQ."

"I know you're hiding more than files. Hey, J, give me an IR scan of the room, real quick." Tony commands. "The wall to your left...I'm reading steel reinforcement and an air current."

"Please be a secret door, please be a secret door, please be a secret door..." he pushes the wall as it opens. "Yay!" The duo cheer.

"We have a second enhanced. Female. Do not engage." He looks at Strucker. "Guys, I got Strucker."

"Yeah, we got...something bigger."

Inside the secret passageway they find a room with recovered artifacts from New York, including a gigantic Chitauri weapon and some of his Iron Man scrapped armor, he then spots the scepter.

"Wow, that was easy." She spits out. "Thor, I got eyes on the prize." Tony says, but stops, and Amalia looks over at  him. "Tony?" They waves their hand in his face, but he doesn't budge.

They can feeling something else in the room. They catch a hand near their face, and the girl beside them is frightened. "Who are you?!" Pietro speeds into the room, and Y/N quickly put his sister into a trance.

"Wanda?!" Y/N reaches out towards him, and a purple glow captures his irises as the two stand stuck. When Tony releases from his own trance, his eyes widen at how easily Y/N caught them. “The enhanced.”

He nods, rubbing the back of his neck. “I can see that.”

"Don’t worry. They'll be compliant."

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When they all loaded the quinjet, Amalia brought the two of them to the small room in back with holding cells. Tony and Blur aren't far behind, watching in amazement. "I didn't know you could mind control people." He marvels. "New skill." Blur stares at them, giggling to herself.

"I think one of them is drooling." She points to the guy, making Tony smile at her. "You're too funny for your own good, kid." He pats her shoulder. "I try."

Y/N smiles, turning back to the two. "I don't think anyone else should be here when I wake them up, so..." Tony and Blur nod, leaving the room as Y/N turns back to the twins.

Waving one hand, the spell is taken down and the two shake out of their gaze. Y/N smirks with a chuckle as they frantically look around. She steps towards the glass as Wanda roughly slams on it.

"Oh! Feisty..." Wanda growls at the sight of her smirk. "Let us go." She says lowly, making Y/N scoff. "Or what?" They tap on the glass. "Bulletproof, power dampening force field, I built it myself." They say with a smile.

"This is funny to you?" Pietro asks with disdain. "Kinda. You were so deep in my control, you started drooling." Wanda's jaw clenched as Y/N walked back over to the small table in the middle of the room.

The girl's eyes glowed red as she tried to reach Y/N's mind, failing more than once. "Nice try. Even without this, my walls have walls. You can barely control your powers." Wanda scoffs, sitting down in a corner as her brother leans on the glass.

"You have no idea what I can do."

"I can feel your power, it's unparalleled. You're not even honing half of it correctly."

"When we get out, you will regret everything you are saying." She threatens. "Ohhh, I'm so scared." They smile. They walk out of the room, closing the door behind them.

"Thor, report on the Hulk?" Natasha asks. "The gates of Hell are filled with the screams of his victims." Natasha glares at Thor and Bruce groans in despair. Y/N face turns into one with an exasperated expression. "Thor? Really?"

"Uh, but, not the screams of the dead, of course. No no, uh...wounded screams, mainly whimpering, a great deal of complaining and tales of sprained deltoids and, and uh... and gout." Blur motions for him to cut it out.

"Hey Banner, Dr. Cho's on her way in from Seoul, is it okay if she sets up in your lab?" Tony asks. "Uh, yeah, she knows her way around."

"Thanks." He speaks to his AI. "Tell her to prep everything, Barton's gonna need the full treatment.". "Very good sir."

"JARVIS, take the wheel.". "Yes, sir. Approach vector is locked." Tony looks at the scepter. "It feels good, yeah? I mean, you've been after this thing since SHIELD collapsed. Not that I haven't enjoyed our little raiding parties, but..."

"No, but this...this brings it to a close." Thor says. "As soon as we find out what else this has been used for. I don't just mean weapons. Since when is Strucker capable of human enhancement?" Steve asks.

Tony looks to Thor. "Banner, Mal and I will give it the once before it goes back to Asgard. Is that cool with you?" Thor nods his head.

"I mean, just a few days until the farewell party. You're staying right?" Y/N asks. "Yes, yes, of course. A victory should be honored with revels." Thor boasts. "Yeah. Who doesn't love revels. Captain?" Steve looks to Tony. "Hopefully this puts an end to the Chitauri and HYDRA, so. Yes, revels."

ease into it (pt. 8) - wanda maximoff

a/n: i’m back! it’s been about a week and a half, but i just needed to rest, so now i’m posting. i’d also like if you guys sent in requests (women only btw), and i’d like you all to choose between…college professor!reader x wanda au, or dystopian wanda au🤔 also if you want to be in a permanent taglist, i’ll make a post about that eventually.

Story Masterlist

You walked around the party as people jumped in the pool. 

Peter, Ned, and surprisingly Scott Summers were getting along and playing Mario Kart in Pietro’s game room not far from the kitchen. Kate was hanging out with Natasha’s younger sister, who seemed far from impressed with the taller girl’s charm. The rest of the basketball team was somewhere playing a game on the property, and Jennifer was still nowhere to be found. 

That wasn’t much of a problem when you spotted her with her lips very close to burly Luke Cage, who almost seem interested. You watched with very little amusement as his gaze found you, and he was then dragged off by his own girlfriend, Jessica. Jennifer knew why he had a look of shock on his face, but reluctantly looked over at you. 

“Fuck...” She muttered. You didn’t run away, but waited until she did come to you. “Babe...what are you doing here? You hate parties.” She slurs, not even acknowledging the thing was she doing a few minutes ago.  “So...you’re not gonna tell me why you were about to kiss Luke? Or...why you cheated on me?” You ask, wrapping your hands behind your back with a look of disbelief. 

She scoffs, grabbing a drink from a passing bystander’s hand, and downing it. “Do you want me to be honest?” She asks, making you regret your question. 

“You never have sex with me! I’ve fucked Luke, okay? And he fucks good!” You sigh, not even attempting to stop her drunk tirade. “You’re so...so...You don’t drink, smoke, do anything that requires you to leave the house! You-” She takes a second to sigh. 

“Can we just do this somewhere else?” You ask low, attempting to diffuse the situation. “No! You are so loyal, and patient, and calm, and I wish I could say that I love you for it, but I don’t! I hate that shit. You...You’re just boring.” You frown, raising an eyebrow as you stare at the floor. 

“Wanda kissed you, and you didn’t even...I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I wanted you to want her, because at least it would make you the slightest bit interesting.” There was a crowd surrounding you, and you hadn’t noticed your friends watching. 

“God, what happened to you? I missed you when you weren’t here, weren’t trying to be the loser that you were! It pisses me off! That was me being honest. And I mean it.” You nod, simply walking away, ignoring the phone recording your conversation. 

You walked inside, eyeing Pietro converse with a friend. You quietly tap his shoulder, and he turns, smirking at you. You can tell he didn’t see what happened outside. “Hey, I’m sorry, Pietro.” He waves you off kindly. “You’re good, what’s up?”

“One, happy birthday.”

“Thank you.”

“Two, have you seen Wanda? I wanted to speak to her for a second.” He nods, telling you she misses you, and is sulking in her room. You nod, walking past him, and up the stairs. 

It was relatively quiet up here, and most of the rooms were open. You approached a room with a large DO NOT DISTURB sign on it, snorting to yourself as you knock on the door. “GO AWAY!”

“I’m sorry. It’s Y/N.” Wanda’s heart stopped when she heard your voice. “Y/N?” You force a light chuckle. “Yeah, it’s me.” You almost didn’t notice the tears streaming from your eyes until you licked your lips, and felt a salt droplet hit your tongue. 

She opened the door a few seconds later, thankfully with her back turned to you. You entered in. “Ya know...when you invited me to your second birthday party of the weekend, I expected you to be there.” You say, and she frowns turning to you. She goes to speak, but notices your red eyes and stained cheeks. 

“Are you okay?” You frown in false confusion, tilting your head as you hum. “It’s just-You’re crying, are you alright?” She asks, making you wipe your tears. “Oh, totally. Um...I think I’m allergic to the grass outside.” Wanda doesn’t buy it, but nods regardless. 

“I just wanted to say thank you...for considering me. I hurt you, and you lost everyone, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you went back to hating me.”

“Why? Why would I-”

“Because I suck...I’m boring, I’m a drag, I suck the life out of everything.” You list. “Hey! Stop! I don’t-No you don’t. You’re the most interesting person I know! You’re not boring.”

“You’re just saying that cause you’re apparently biased.” You mutter, referring to Wanda’s confession. “Just because I told you I have feelings for you, doesn’t mean I’m biased. There’s a reason I fell in love with you...” Your jaw clenches as a wave of guilt passed over you. 

Wanda was placing her heart in front of you, and you were whining about Jennifer. “Whatever it is keeping you from telling me what happened, let it go. I’ve seen you bottle it up to make others feel calm. Fuck them, okay? I’m serious. You don’t have to tell me, but stop being selfless.”

You paused, and she regarded you with a confused look. “Where is this coming from?” You stares at her for a moment, taking her in. She wasn’t dolled up like she was at school, or at least how she was when you’d last spoke.

She was paler, her cheeks were red, and you could see the tiredness in her eyes. She was beautiful. But this was far from the right time. Not like any would be good.

“Nothing. God, I-I have to go. And even though I don’t forgive you, you had the right intentions, I think…” A smile graced her lips, relief in her eyes. “Can I ask you why?” Wanda frowns, tilting her head in confusion.

“Why what?”

“Why me? I mean…You have Vision. He’s perfect. White teeth, blonde hair, blue eyes. He’s on his way to Yale, 4.1 GPA, I can barely break a 2.5. People say “Oh, you’re so smart.”, “You’re the smartest person I know.”…”

“Your grade point average doesn’t define intelligence, Y/N.”

“I know…I’m so embarrassing.” Tears began to flow as you clenched your jaw. “I-Our friendship…did-did the way I felt about you, embarrass you, Wanda? Was that why you pretended to hate me for so long? Why did you like me, but pretend to hate me? It fucked me up for so long that I settle for shit. I got lazy, and I hold in my tears for my mom, for everyone. I felt less, ignored the stares and giggles, and insults, and them pushing me around while you sat and watched. Ya know, I was-I-I was coming to apologize, for what? I have no idea. It’s not like you’d deserve it.”

Wanda sighed, bowing her head. “I just-I just got ripped into by Jennifer. She called me boring. When I moved, this ache on my chest went away. It was freeing being away from this. That was why I wasn’t so boring. Because I didn’t keep to myself, I was a new person, but here? Hell! It’s hell. I am so ready to get out of here. I hope…I hope that for the rest of your life, you feel that guilt. You fucked me up. You. If it weren’t for you? I don’t know…”

“Goodbye, Wanda.” You went to open the door, you turned back, seeing the red in Wanda’s eyes. “I’m glad you wanted to amend us, and I would’ve let you, if I hadn’t just had this epiphany about it. When you said you loved me-“

“Love. Present tense.”

“Love…me. I thought I’d won, for that split second up until now. “I got her.”, then I remembered I got cheated on, the girl I “got” bullied me for half a decade, and she knew I was being cheated on.”

“Y/N…”

“As I said before…goodbye, Wanda. I hope you figure it out. Find someone you care about, who you won’t be embarrassed to love.” You closed back the door behind you, walking over to Wanda before giving her a hug, and kissing her on the cheek.

“This is kinda weird cuz I was just yelling at you, but I love you too. Still do, can’t shake it.” A teary chuckle leaves Wanda’s throat, her tears now wetting your neck. “I’m sorry, Y/NN.”

“Y/NN? God times really have changed.” Her choked giggles make you pull away. With a slight nod, you can exit the room, and walk out of the house. It seemed to be clearing out, making you wonder how long your rant had really been.

When you realized that all of your friends had left, probably with Gwen, who seemed sober when you arrived, you left too.

Went straight home, the closure you’d given yourself being fulfilled. And Wanda did call and text crying after downing an entire bottle of a fruity alcoholic beverage in sadness.

But you ignored for her good, finally healing for once.

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