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mommy!wanda enthusiasts would you read this? an excerpt from the first chapter of first ever wanda series/fic! it’s a dark lite™ mommy!wanda au !!

“wanda almost feels bad that you no longer have many recollections of what your previous relationship with her was like. you didn’t understand at first that she’s just keeping you safe. however, she worked hard to get you to be in a mostly compliment, floaty-like state all day for her. it took much patience and consistency to get you to rely on her for most things. you are her sweet doll, her perfect little dove now.”

my tlou bbys: still writing plenty for abby n ellie and always plan to!! just will be writing this series as well :)

HER GIRL.

—a semi-dark!mommy!wanda au fic

wanda adores you. in fact, she would do anything for you. that’s why she’s created a special place for just the two of you of you to exist. she’s your entire world now. every want, whim, and need is taken care of now. it’s not like you could or would want leave— she makes sure of that. after all, mommy knows best.

cw: unhealthy relationship due to the nature of this series. includes smut, light angst, and lots of fluff. unhealthy relationship, wanda has her powers. all my works are 18+ even when smut is not present. fic w/ mommy!kink. soft!dark wanda has kinda brainwashed you but it’s all <3

masterlist

୨୧ the beginning (of the end) (coming soon)

୨୧ forbidden fruits

୨୧ like ribbon in your hair

୨୧ some bunny loves you

୨୧ little doll, little dove

extras + asks

୨୧ give you what you need

*this is a dark!wanda mommy kink fic, not an ageplay one. i tag each fic accordingly, but general ones can be read above. gore, true/serious harm, any type of assault is not present.

give you what you need

— w. maximoff ☆ her girl au

with only one thing that could fix your morning, both you and wanda are desperate. you know your mommy will usually give you what you want… you just have to ask.

first extra for the her girl series!!I while wanda does have mostly unmentioned powers still, it is very much an au. all fluff (this time) MINORS DNI. cw: inherently unhealthy dynamics due to the nature of this series, finger sucking, mention of (past) spanking, soft dark mommy!wanda. mostly comfort!!!! edited-ish. *not an ageplay series. reader is fully an adult and thinks like one*

tapping her freshly manicured nails on the counter, wanda watches you like a hawk as you contemplate your next move. the witch has been dreading your impending meltdown since she woke up her grumpy girl this morning. it took a promise of blueberry pancakes for breakfast for you to verbalize that your issue was a poor night’s worth of sleep. unfortunately for the older woman, pancakes didn’t bring up your mood, nor did an offering of a relaxing bubble bath, one of your favorite times things.

tears threaten to spill down your checks as you try to soothe yourself. no longer wanting to sit by wanda, you’ve found the cool kitchen tiles to be more appealing. usually, you always want your mommy, especially when you’re upset, but the sheer exhaustion you feel has you acting out. no amount of appealing offers from the woman has been enough to placid you.

wanda gives it five more minutes before she steps in again; she can’t bear to see you like this. she approaches you as if you’re some wild animal that’s afraid. “dorogaya, why don’t you come with mommy, hmm? let’s fix those tears”, her voice comes out sweet as honey.

you’ve been so stubborn all morning, but the way wanda is looking at you is making your façade slowly slip. worrying at your bottom lip, you weigh your options— you know from past experience that she is not afraid to make you give in. thirty more seconds pass before you make your way into her arms, giving into her. you can faintly here her whisper how you’re a good girl as your shove your face into her shoulder.

as wanda tries to coax you out of her shoulder, she notices that you’ve shoved some of your fingers past your lips. since the day you met, even in your previous life as equals in a relationship, she has been trying to break you of the habit. “oh dove, what has mommy said about sucking on your fingers?”

“that ‘m not supposed to,” you messily say as you continue to refuse to remove them from your mouth. ever since you could remember, which was not much now, you’ve found comfort in self-soothing by having something in your mouth.

tsking, the witch gently coaxes your fingers out of your mouth. she ignores the cry you let out— how could she be a good mommy if she wasn’t consistent with you? she doesn’t let you pitch the fit she knows is coming. “dorogaya, come upstairs now. maybe mommy will let you get cozy in her bed, hmm?” even with sweetness, her tone leaves no room for argument.

it’s rare for her to go against her usual protocols; it’s how she keeps you in check. unbeknownst to you, wanda is willing to give into what she knows you secretly want if there’s a chance it’ll change your mood. when you’re grumpy, you’re grumpy. however, the almost promise of being able to nap in wanda’s room has your brain spinning enough that you don’t argue as she leads you to the stairs. so busy reeling with excitement, you don’t hear her sighs of relief as you two walk up together.

wanting to show your mommy that you can be her good girl again, you wait by her bedroom door, albeit antsy as you wait for her to catch up. you have quickly learned to mind not entering her bedroom or study without explicit permission. it only took two spankings that ended in loud cries to cement the rule in your brain. wanda clearly notices your commitment to her rules as she reaches the top. proudness fills her chest as she realizes how far you’ve both come from the start of this new life.

the soft smile gracing her lips has you like putty in her hands— you love nothing more than pleasing her. you eagerly let her guide you into her bedroom. you don’t pay much mind as she finds some new clothes for you to wear; she has a rule against dirty clothes in bed. while you haven’t been outside to play yet, your pajama top is tear stained and has a dash of dried pancake batter. you decide on the white chair in the corner as your place to perch until she’s ready for you.

too into your own world, your fingers find their way back into your mouth. your sudden push back into reality is caused by wanda’s grip on your wrist. your head snaps up to meet wanda’s cocked eyebrow; she’s not amused. while you let wanda remove your hand, you still let out a pitiful whine to let her know you’re not happy. wanda chooses to acknowledge it this time.

“less whining, milaya”, she scolds you. her hand reaches up getting ready to pull your top off. instead of letting wanda change your top, you impulsively slap her hand away.

you regret the second your hand makes contact with her hand. a red glow fills her eyes before you can even think about stuttering out an apology. as soon as the glow consumed her, it ends. a feat that has you feeling emotional whipslash. she beats you at another chance to speak first.

“mommy knows you’re only acting out because you’re tired, isn’t that right, milaya?” her grip tightens on your wrist as she speaks lowkey, “so mommy knows that you’re going to act right starting now. isn’t that right?”

that’s when it hits you: you’ve pushed wanda over the edge today. you know just how mean your mommy can be when you don’t listen. you immediately agree with her, “‘m really sorry! promise it!” to prove your point, your arms reach over your shoulders to quickly take off your shirt. wanda’s hum of approval lets you know you’re back in the clear… for now.

you let wanda change you like a doll after that— you’ll do anything to avoid the red glow from coming back. lucky for you, she grabbed the sweater you always nuzzle your face into when she wears it. it’s another not-so-noticeable way she’s helping keep you manageable this late morning. the soft texture keeps you like putty in her hands as she lays you down in her cloud-like bed. you’ve always been a sucker for soft things.

“my sweet girl, doing so good for me now,” the older woman coos out. feeling the bed dip, you move over some so she can rest with you. your haze filled mind has you reeling in the extra praise. when you don’t reply, wanda gets the hint about how floaty you’re feeling, “okay milaya, let’s rest now, hmm? mommy’s here with you.”

you nuzzle your way into her arms, letting her know you’re in agreement with her. you stay that way for a solid five minutes as she rubs your back in gentle circles. the sixth minute is when your need for a specific comfort comes back. you look back and forth between wanda and your fingers. so shyly, you finally speak up, “…mommy? um, i want some fingers?” you add on, “please!”

wanda doesn’t understand at first. she isn’t sure why you’d be horny right now— you never are after being reprimanded where her red glow comes out. she sighs, “not right now. maybe mommy’ll fuck you later tonight if you can be good for me.”

the look on your face let’s her know that is not what you meant. it takes all but two more seconds for it to click: you want something back in your mouth. wanda knows the tears that would come had she said no. the reprimanding is silly anyways, she thinks. while your oral fixation is only a newer appearance, she’s sure it can’t hurt for now. she would much rather save her energy for when truly you’re acting out, anyways. so she agrees, “yes, you may. such a silly rule anyways, hmm? you’re being my good girl.”

the praise has you craving something different: her fingers. it’s not something you’ve shown interest in before. but in your hazy state nothing sounds more comforting. what’s not to like? it’s attention for your mommy and a fix to your need.

the haziness makes it hard for the words to spill out of your lips. the mix of frustration over it and exhaustion have you teetering towards irritation again. wanda can see it in the way you scrunch up your face. always your savior, she steps in. “hush, dove. take a deep breath and try again.”

“i, um— i want your fingers. please!” you rush the words out so quickly that wanda almost doesn’t catch it. you’re still getting used to asking for what you what without being shy about it. while she typically would make you slow down, she can’t deny you any longer.

“well, since you said please”, she teases you. she mentally rolls her eyes at the huff you let out at her teasing.

you don’t have any time to make a quick remark back as two manicured fingers find their way to your bottom lip, slowing tracing it. a full drowsiness takes over your body. you quickly part your lips, welcoming her to stop the teasing. luckily, she gets your hint as she lets her fingers past your cherry lips. a wave of comfort comes over you as you wrap your lips around her fingers.

every sucking motion has you falling deeper and deeper into your cozy headspace. the exhaustion no longer feels world ending; it’s less overwhelming now. the comfort you’ve been craving all morning has finally found its way to you. everything she gives you just makes you feel so good!

being the good girl you are, you decide it’s only polite to thank her. after all, wanda does like it best when you mind your manners. “thank you ‘ommy”, you try to thank her, but the words come out messy due to the fingers in your mouth.

“don’t talk with things in your mouth. it’s not polite,” even with you being sweet, she just can’t help but tease you. she giggles when you whine in response. “okay, okay. i’m sorry, baby. let’s get you to sleep now, hmm?”

she sushes your whine, instead going to play with your hair the way she knows you like. wanda internally cheers as your eyes start to flutter shut. the grip of your lips on her fingers starts to loosen as the next few minutes go on. she can’t get herself to start her other tasks when you just look so adorable for her. she allows herself to stay until your breathing has completely evened.

had you been awake, you would see a flurry of red hair moving as slow as possible in order to not wake you. she can’t help but sneak a kiss on your forehead before she leaves her bedroom in order to go to pick some of the fresh fruit you’re obsessed with from the garden as a snack for later. a whisper fills the air as she slowly closes the door behind her, “silly girl, you just have to ask. you know mommy likes to give you what you want when you’re behaving.”

Only a Fool~ Wanda x FTM Reader

Request(s):

could u do a wanda maximoff x ftm reader u can come up with the plot. Alot of fluff and a some makeout sessions please

Hello could you possibly do a wandanat or Wanda(if u don’t do ships) x transgender(ftm) reader who has had both bottom and top surgery with smut and fluff

Author Note: I tried to make it fit with both requests, I also tried to make it as accurate as possible to bottom surgery tell me if there’s any mistakes.

Warning(s)⚠: sub Wanda, dom reader, passionate sex, making out, reader has a dick, breast play, grinding, fingering, p in v, inflatable penile implant, and breeding

It was a cold night in the tower as it was storming outside raining heavy drops as you and Wanda were cuddled up in the bed playing some light music in the background that neither of you was listening to anymore

You were both focused on each other huddling close to keep warm as you softly kissed her lips holding her waist as she smiled into your lips while you held her face caressing her

“How about we have so much fun?” She asked with her thick accent a smile stretched on her face as she looked up at you with loving eyes as you chuckled

“Only a fool would say no to that” you replied as you both smiled into the kiss before grabbing her thigh and moving her to sit on top of you as she pressed against you

You grabbed her hips pushing into her slightly as she grabbed your neck and pulled you down with her both failing on the mattress before you settled yourself between her legs

You looked at the sight before you, taking it all in as Wanda smiled beneath you her dress ruffled with her signature leather jacket her outfit revealing her plush thighs as she giggled hooking her leg around you

She pulled you in and grabbed your collar as you gave her a quick peck which made her whine when you pulled away only to grab her waist with one of your hands and pushed aside her underwear

She gasped as you practically manhandled her and a blush filled her face as you reached your hands down to her core lifting her dress as you played with her red lace underwear

You felt her wet slick and pushed in a finger as she let out a groan you pushed in deeper reaching around before entering another finger scissoring her as she tried to bite back her moans

You inserted another finger as she let out a loud moan you removed your fingers completely and took off her dress the only thing left was her matching lace bra

You admired the way it pushed up her chest showing off her cleavage before grabbing her breast and she whined at the touch as you unbuckled your pants

Removing them as you pulled down your shorts you let out your cock and pressed on your scrotum, inflating your cock to get it erect to your desired length

You grabbed some life and slicked up your cock to make it easier and rubbed some between your fingers before rubbing some on Wanda’s hole as she shivered

“That’s so cold!” She whined as you u pressed in a finger chuckling at her reaction as you removed yourself only to position your cock in front of her hole

“You sure about this?” You asked as your girlfriend eagerly nodded as you began to push the head of your cock into her listening to the lewd moans she let out

You waited until she gave the ok and began to mouth your hips against her as she let out little moans with each thrust as you started to speed up

You took her hips and angled yourself deeper into her as you moved faster against her aching hole as she let out loud moans

“God! F-fuck!” She yelled as you fucked her faster her breath hitching as you got more intense with your movement letting out groans

You put your hands beside her head as you reached down to messily kiss her as she whined into your lips, pulling your hair as she moved in sync against you

You shoved your tongue in her mouth as she sucked you n is trying her best to keep you close to her body as she wrapped her legs around you

You pulled away from the kiss as your hips started to move at an inhumane pace against hers as she mewled out loud erotic moans

You relished in them loving to hear her voice that made you feel utterly excited as you lowly moaned with her snapping your hips against her wet hole

Feeling your orgasm pooling in your stomach you slammed your hips into her one last time as you both can her tugging on your hair or nice more

As you brace yourself against her to stop yourself from collapsing completely burning your cock deep inside her pussy as she shuddered

You leaned down to kiss her lips one last time before rolling over and laying there completely exhausted as she cuddled up to you

“That.. was really good,” she giggled laughing into your neck as you chuckled with her, settling your arm around her waist

You kissed her forehead as you both drifted off to sleep almost completely naked and laying in your own mess

Let’s just say the avengers may or may not have either heard you or saw you guys laying the next morning and either couldn’t talk to you or teased you (Tony)

~The End~

Learning Magic with Wanda Maximoff

The Gunslinger Chronicles (5)

Warnings: 18+ Only! Extreme Violence, Graphic Depictions of Gore, Alcohol Abuse, Smut - M/F, Smut F/F, Bisexual Reader, NSFW.

Pairings: Loki X Reader, Bucky X Reader, Steve X Reader, Natasha X Reader

Summary:

“There was a rule in Shield. Never send in The Gunslinger unless the situations already gone south. She’s a ‘break glass in case of emergency’ kind of agent. Or she was.” Natasha elaborated.  

“What is she now?” Steve asked.  

“A fucking corpse is what she’s supposed to be. We thought she went down with The Triskelion, found her body and everything. Even fooled me and Nat.” Clint sighed.  

Steve tilted his head at Natasha questioningly and she shrugged like it was no big deal, but there was a flicker of darkness in her eyes that betrayed her nonchalant attitude.  

“Ok, so why the Gunslinger? Not that it isn’t a cool name, but why?” Sam asked.  

“Because every mission she did was like the Wild West. She wasn’t refined or precise, but she was damn good at fucking shit up. Give that woman a gun and a day, she’d create enough anarchy to bring down a small country.” Clint snorted.  

“And she’s a crack-shot. She is to a gun what Clint is to a bow and arrow.” Natasha added.

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A/N - If you like this chapter at all, you can thank @buckyreaderrecs​. Without her it wouldn’t exist. Your help was invaluable on this chapter 💕

Part Five - Unfinished Business 

Somewhere between the gym and the kitchen you had managed to lose Clint. Or he had lost you. Either way, it left you alone with Sam, which you weren’t terribly upset about. The man had the figure of…well… a superhero, a grin that made you want to smile back, and the kindest eyes you had ever seen.  

“How are you holding up?” He asked you.

His tone could read as causal or concerned and you had a feeling he’d made it that way on purpose. You could use this as an opportunity to open up to him about any nerves or anxieties you had, or you could brush it off as a platitude. He had left the choice up to you.

“By my bootstraps.” You told him, in an overly-exaggerated southern accent that didn’t actually exist outside of Hollywood.

“Miss Earp, Sergeant Barnes asked me to tell you he’s waiting on the roof for you.” A disembodied voice informed you.

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The Gunslinger Chronicles (6)

Warnings: 18+ Only! Extreme Violence, Graphic Depictions of Gore, Alcohol Abuse, Smut - M/F, Smut F/F, Bisexual Reader, NSFW.

Pairings: Loki X Reader, Bucky X Reader, Steve X Reader, Natasha X Reader

Summary:

“There was a rule in Shield. Never send in The Gunslinger unless the situations already gone south. She’s a ‘break glass in case of emergency’ kind of agent. Or she was.” Natasha elaborated.  

“What is she now?” Steve asked.  

“A fucking corpse is what she’s supposed to be. We thought she went down with The Triskelion, found her body and everything. Even fooled me and Nat.” Clint sighed.  

Steve tilted his head at Natasha questioningly and she shrugged like it was no big deal, but there was a flicker of darkness in her eyes that betrayed her nonchalant attitude.  

“Ok, so why the Gunslinger? Not that it isn’t a cool name, but why?” Sam asked.  

“Because every mission she did was like the Wild West. She wasn’t refined or precise, but she was damn good at fucking shit up. Give that woman a gun and a day, she’d create enough anarchy to bring down a small country.” Clint snorted.  

“And she’s a crack-shot. She is to a gun what Clint is to a bow and arrow.” Natasha added.

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Part Six - The Dead Don’t Lie 

~~~Then~~~

“It’s a simple objective, get in, retrieve the files, get out.”

You cocked your head like a confused puppy and stared at Agent Hill in bewilderment.

“Agent 12?”

“I don’t understand.” You said slowly.

“We have intel that AIM is working on something dangerous and we need more information. Your job is to sneak inside and download the files off of their computer. Just find a computer and insert this USB, it will do the rest of the work.” She explained for the dozenth time, looking more and more exhausted with every repetition.

“Go in, plug in the USB, and then I blow up the building?” You asked hopefully.

“Gun, no!”

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Happy new year to all.

Wanda Maximoff

a/n: I made this pretty quickly!

Warnings: sexual references, cussing but that’s pretty much it

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Y/n_Maximoff: 𝒞𝒶𝓃’𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝐼 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝒹𝒶𝓎. 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎. @wandamaximoff

Comments:

Natasha.Romanoff: Don’t have to much fun! Winter misses his mommas! 😉

↳ wandamaximoff: Don’t forget to feed him at 6pm sharp! He’s very picky!

↳ wilsonsam: that is one spoiled dog.

P.Parker: Have fun swimming with dolphins!

↳ y/n_maximoff: thank you Peter, maybe you should take Mj one day🫣

Wade.bitch: now I’m crying. My baby sis all grown up.😔

↳ y/n_maximoff: love you too idiot♥️

wandamaximoff: babyyyyy, we just might not leave the house now.. you know what that photo does to me.👀

↳ y/n_maximoff: if we don’t leave the house baby then you won’t be able to recreate what happened after the photo😉

A/n: Let me know if you wanna see more like this! And don’t be shy to ask for requests!

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Someone please help.

I was reading this fic about Pietro Maximoff and it was basically him and the reader broke up and y/n goes to their room at night and it's all angsty and at one point, one of them says "i don't know why I have to miss you instead of just having you" and it was just gorgeous ✨✨

So if you know this one, please help

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fluff (f), angst (a), suggestive (s), platonic (p), injury/ blood (w), humor (c)

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i wish I could take your pain away too (1.1k) — after pietro's death, you try to comfort your sister (a,p)

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𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦!𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 (4.3k)

fix me up (1.6k) — there's nothing peter can do to save your life (a)

underneath the tree (1.2k) — you and peter both struggle to find the perfect gift and end up proving why you belong together (f,w)

tolerate it (1.5k) — maybe you and peter had done a good job at ignoring your problems, or maybe there was nothing worth saving anymore (a)

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𝐦𝐜𝐮!𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 (5.1k)

a holly jolly christmas (0.4k) — just a few domestic headcanons about living with the avengers (f)

lacy (2.7k) —peter parker was everything you wanted to be, but you just couldn't hate him for it (f,a,s)

hey stephen (2k) —you and peter have to fix a little mistake one of the avengers made. luckily you're a great team (f,c)

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Ghost Hunting & Praise

Avengers are doing a ghost hunt and have Reader praise the ghost as a joke. Ghost shows itself and everyone screams before running away, claiming that they will never do this again even though they will.

Another glass shatters against the tile floor.

"Okay! That's it! We are going on a ghost hunt!" Tony exclaims. This so-called ghost has been bothering the team. Mugs that were in the center of tables were on the floor shattered, papers were in the wrong spots, and the cabinets kept opening by themselves. Nothing else had really happened. Just mildly annoying stuff, but that's the stuff that can send you over the edge.

"Are you sure, Tony? Why don't we just have a priest come in?" Clint offers a solution to the man. However, solutions were not what Tony wanted.

"No! Fuck the priest. We are going on a ghost hunt!" Tony seemed strangely brave for a man about to fight a ghost.

"When?" You put down your book, rolling your eyes. Peter was making a little design with his webs and Wanda was also reading, but intently listening to the conversation.

"Tonight!" Natasha rolls her eyes at Tony's arrogance.

"Why tonight? Are you busy tomorrow night?" Natasha rhetorically asked the man.

"For your information, yes. Pepper and I have a date tomorrow night. Anyways, who wants to participate?" Tony throws out his arms, looking for volunteers.

Steve sighs and puts down his sketchbook. "I'll do it. Someone has to be sane."

You shrug and say, "Ya know what? I've got nothing to do. Might as well make the most of it."

"I'll be there too." Peter shyly raises his hand, still holding the web design.

"You might need someone who can actually save you. I'll be there." Wanda also agrees to come.

"This is not something I can shoot, so I guess it's research time." Natasha sighs, exasperated, getting up to find some information to help us tonight.

"Ghost hunt? Sounds fun. Count me in." Bucky adds in, leaning against the back of your chair.

"Nah. I don't fuck with the spooky shit!" Sam yelled, leaving the room, shaking his hand above his head.

"I'll protect you." You offer, rolling your eyes. Sam immediately stops and spines on his heel. "Alright, count me in. BUT NO ONE IS LEAVIN ME ALONE!" Everyone sighs and nods.

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Tony comes up the stairs after turning the power off. "Let's get this started!" He holds up an alcohol bottle, taking a swig.

"Goddammit, Tony, knock it off." You sigh, exasperated, turning on your flashlight.

Natasha comes out from her room, dressed head to toe in demon hunting gear. Salt pouch on her belt, also equipped with iron rods and a bible. "Let's get us a ghost."

Peter whoops and immediately goes flying in. Everyone either laughs or shakes their head and walks in. And for the next 30 minutes...

nothing happens.

"Hey, guys, who has the best bedroom voice?" Peter asks. Everyone looks at him weirdly.

"Parker, what the fuck are you talking about?" Bucky almost yells at the poor boy.

"I have an idea! Now, who has a good bedroom voice?" The boy is scared shitless by Bucky, but Tony aint afraid of nuthin' so he saunters up, offering himself.

"I've got a pretty good bedroom voice."

"Tony, how many women have slept with you because your famous and not for your looks?" You ask the man. He clearly looks offended.

"First of all, plenty. But-!" You cut off the almost 50 year old man.

"Exactly. I'm pretty sure you all haven't gotten someone off on Omegle without showing your face or body?" Everyone looks at you like you just committed a war crime. You sigh, "That's what I thought."

"Pete. What do you want me to do?"

"Praise it. Make it show itself. Praising and degrading has been known to make ghosts and spirits hyperactive." The boy looks hopeful, with stars in his eyes.

You sigh, "Fine." You turn to the empty room, shining your flashlight in front of you, and in your best bedroom voice, you said, "Hey, there~ Can you show yourself to me?~ Can you be a good boy for me?~ C'mon.~ Show your pretty face to mommy.~"

As you finished the word 'Mommy', the ghost popped up in your flashlight, seemingly running away, holding its face in its hands, like a schoolgirl running away from a crush.

"OH, MY FUCKING GOD!" Tony screamed.

Steve yelled and Natasha brough out her water gun filled with holy water and sprayed it everywhere, screaming for the ghost to 'leave this holy place.' Bucky activated his arm and is now holding a knife. Peter is yelling and hugging Wanda, as Wanda is crying and holding Peter. And Sam is screaming like a girl.

"We are never doing this again!" Steve yells out over everyone's voices.

Oh we are so doing this again~

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Author's Cup of Tea:

Honestly, this came from a stream I did where I did this. I called the ghost my little sl-t and degraded it. Then the next one I praised it and it showed up. I screamed like Sam...

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●Why can't everyone just go away, only you can stay

MCU Masterlist - General Masterlist

Why can't everyone just go away, only you can stay

Wanda Maximoff x gn!reader

Summary: After a bad mission, your girlfirend is there to help you

Warnings: canonical violence, hurt/comfort at it's peak

A/N: I wrote this years ago so I don't really like it, but here it is. Also, I had emo Wanda in mind but it can be any era

Word count: 1518

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"How is that cut? Need any help?"

you raised your head form were you were sitting on the quinjet while mending your forearm, to look at the blonde.

"don't worry I got this, I've had worse, anyway."

you signed, smiling reassuringly.

"okay." Clint sighed.

"I'll do your report, we've held the same position so I'll just have to change some words."

He stopped you before you could interject

"you need some sleep"

and without another word, he went to sit in the pilot's seat, leaving you there.

>>>>

As soon as the team got off the plane, you went straight to your room and locked the door.

Meanwhile, Wanda was with Natasha in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the two of them. They stopped once Steve came into the room.

"hey Steve, already back?"

"the mission ended before the time, so here we are." he answered the assassin's question, while picking up some leftovers from the fridge.

At this, the witch tilted her head "something wrong?"

The captain sighed "I wasn't there, you should ask them yourself"

The two redheads looked at each other, exchanging confused stares.

>>>>

Wanda decided to give you some space, she knew that once you were okay you would be the one coming to her.

Only this time, it didn't happen. Two days have passed and you were still in your room, which meant you hadn't eaten anything.

The other avengers have tried to get you out, like Tony asking for help in the laboratory, or Thor stating he wanted to play some 'Midgard games'.

But they only got silence in return.

The witch took matters into her own hands.

She went in the kitchen, fixing you a quick meal and grabbing two water bottles, before knocking on your door.

No one answered, so she tried again, this time with her voice.

"(Y/N)? It's me, it's Wanda. Please open the door."

she waited a few seconds, before she resumed talking.

"at least take the food, you can't-"

Her voice died in her throat when she heard the door open.

Having her hands full, she used her powers to open it completely and closing it once she was in.

Your room was always messy...but this, Wanda has never seen all this chaos. Clothes were all over the place and everything that was normally on the shelves was now on the floor.

The rays picking through the blinds being the only thing illuminating the room.

You still wore your dirty and bloody suit, whose blood it was she couldn't tell.

You were sitting on the bed, looking at the hands on you lap. The redhead left the food on the nightstand before sitting beside you. She didn't dare touch you, not knowing what reaction it would have led to.

“I didn’t want you to see this.”

You suddenly said, breaking the agonizing silence in the room.

"honey it's okay, I don't care about the mess, I only care that you are fine."

She put her hand on yours, only for you to swiftly getting away.

"well I am, if you didn't know I can heal my body, so even if I get hurt it doesn't matter."

You replied a little harshly. You noticed your tone and looked at Wanda for a brief second but couldn't bring yourself to say sorry, you just didn't want to talk and make everything worse.

Your girlfriend, thankfully, understood the venom in your voice wasn't aimed at her. She couldn't read your mind, no, but she could distinguish volumes and velocity of your thoughts, and with time she was able to associate them with your feelings and emotions.

Loud and messy cries was all the scarlet witch could hear, which only meant one thing, you were scared.

So she tried with the sweetest voice she could master.

"angel, do you want to talk about it?"

You jumped off the bed and started pacing around the room, fidgeting with your fingers.

"I-I had to hold position, but-but there was a bomb. They put a bomb where we were supposed to stay and then, I-I tried to reject- Clint was busy-"

Your poorly formed speech stopped once you felt warm hands on your cold cheeks. You were starting to have a panic attack, sign the sokovian knew all too well.

"please look at me, shh it's okay. You don't have to explain. (Y/N)-"

She took one of your hand and put it on her chest, to let you feel it rising and her heartbeat.

"you're okay love, just follow my breathing, the mission went well, Clint is fine, you are fine, you are here with me you hear me?"

She kept looking into your eyes, searching for any reaction.

At this point you didn't know if she was using her powers or it was her aura, all that mattered was that in minutes you calmed down. As slowly as one could, you loosely wrapped your hands around Wanda's waist.

Once she sure it was okay to move, she made the final step and wrapped you up in a hug, her chin on your head, resting on her chest, while the sokovian run her hands through you hair.

As she tried to move the two of you to bed, the witch heard your arms tighten around her middle, and your flebile voice whispering- "Can we just stay here for a moment?"

"I’m not going anywhere."

>>>>

After probably half an hour you raised your head and without a word, connected your forehead to hers.

Once you opened your eyes, you found her already looking at you with a smile.

"hey."

"hi" Wanda nudged you nose with her own, before connecting your lips in a long but simple kiss, neither of you moving, only slightly smiling.

The woman took your face in her hands

"can I mend your cuts?"

At your nod, the readhead took your hands and brought you to the bathroom and sat you on the sink.

While she was looking for the first aid kit you started fidgeting with your hands.

"something wrong baby?"

She tilted her head, preparing the alcohol on the wadding.

"it's just-" you hesitated for a moment, softly laughing

“I’ve never had someone taking care of me before.

I'm sorry for reacting that way...and for locking myself here"

"it's okay, you won't have to worry about doing it all by yourself anymore, even when you feel like no one is there, I'll always be here, ready to help you, got it?"

"good" she added after you nodded, booping your nose, causing you both to giggle.

"Can I kiss you?" she asked, once silence settled in.

"when have you ever asked?"

So she did.

As you were enjoying the kiss, you suddenly felt the cut on your forehead burning, causing you to pull away.

"ow, what the hell?"

"sorry baby, I have to disinfect it or it's going to get worse" she looked at you sympathetically, which was enough to convince you.

After a short while, you raised your hands, bringing them on the edge of her jeans and opened your legs, to bring her closer. Once she was done she kissed the top of your head.

She grabbed the end of your shirt and slowly started to undress you, only leaving the pants on.

"take a bath love, I'll be right outside, okay?"

>>>

After you got out of shower, you found some pants with your comfort hoodie on the sink, while your suit was nowhere to be found.

When you came back to the bedroom, you found your girlfriend wearing one of your sweatshirt. A smile made its way to your face.

"I kind of wanted to ask you to stay here because I don’t wanna sleep alone tonight, but it looks like you have already decided" you finished with a shrug.

She blurted out a laugh, coming in front of you.

"I didn't want you to sleep alone, and I also missed you, so it's a win win."

The readhead mormored with a blush on her cheeks.

With the grip she had on your hands, Wanda dragged you to bed and made you sit on the edge. "come on, eat something" she encouraged you, putting the plate on your lap. It was nothing too sophisticated but you still ate it within minutes. And once a water bottle was offered to you, you quickly drank it all.

When she was sure you took full care of yourself, well you both did, she laid in bed, getting behind you.

You instinctively turned around and closed your arms around her waist, laying your head on her chest, while she ran her hand through your hair.

“I love you.”

“I know.”

The remark caused you to scoff and her to laugh, before continuing with her speech.

"and I love you, always and forever."

She laughed again when you nuzzled your head in her neck, not knowing how to take direct words of affection.

"goodnight, my love"

This time as a response she heard your breathing even out, meaning you were already asleep, her not being too far from you.

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Little red ❤️

Wanda Maximiff & daughter!reader

Summary: You're Wanda's daughter and a bit of a problem child, but one day things get a little out of hand.

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A/N: Reader is pretty young in this but I wasn't sure how to put it as a warning, just a short one shot. I find it hard to read Y/N as my name so I'm using [...] instead!

Tags: Accidental mind control, shock hurt/comfort, guilt, angst with a happy ending <3

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Little red.

It was a nickname that stuck only a few months after you moved into the compound with Wanda. Mainly because of the colour of your mother's powers, but also because you had quite the temper.

It was always a wonder how so much energy and rage could fit into such a small six-year-old, but it never seemed to end with you.

Whenever you weren't throwing a fit you were the sweetest thing alive, giving hugs left and right and smiling all the time with a toothy grin.

Luckily, Wanda was kind and patient with you, calming you after meltdowns and always being reasonable.

But after starting kindergarten a month ago you'd taken a a turn for the worse.

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“Honey, you need to calm down.”

“No!” You scream for the fourth time. It was likely you didn't even remember what had gotten you upset in the first place.

Wanda did, though. This had all started two hours ago when she'd calmly explained that eating an entire tub of ice cream wouldn't be healthy, or even possible with such a small stomach.

Fours hours before Natasha had to haul you back inside screaming before you ran out into a storm because you were convinced hanging out with Thor gave you his lightning powers.

Earlier that morning she'd had to battle with you about getting ready for school, then getting out of the car and to the front gate.

The night before you'd refused to go to sleep in your bed, waking half the compound by sneaking around clumsily in the dead of night.

This was pretty much the weekly routine since you'd started school, which meant Wanda had barely gotten any rest between you and working alongside the Avengers.

“I want it now!”

“Please, [………], just take a deep breath and-”

“I don't wanna, I want ice cream!”

So you did remember this time. Either way it wasn't happening, dealing with you would only be more difficult if you were hopped up on sugar.

“You can't have anymore tonight, sweetie, how about tomorrow.”

Before Wanda can continue trying to calm you down you start bawling and she can’t hear herself think.

She had never thought parenting would be so hard, Wanda had always imagined doing this with Vision, but with him gone and you being so difficult this all seemed so impossible.

Wanda can see you take another sharp inhale to begin crying again, placing a hand on your shoulder to try and stop you before you can.

Then you stop.

It was so abrupt that Wanda could immediately tell something was wrong. As she shuffled directly in front of you she covered her mouth in shock at the sight of your eyes swirled with red. Her red.

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When you came back around everything was fuzzy. You didn't really remember why you were on the kitchen floor, or why your mom looked so scared and sad.

“Hey, [………] talk to me, kid.”

You wanted to ask what was going on, why your mother wouldn't come close to you and why your aunt looked so concerned, but the words got caught in your throat.

In all honesty you just wanted to sleep right on the floor where you were sat, but Auntie Nat was very adamant you should stay awake.

The doctor said you'd suffered a shock and would be better soon. You didn't actually remember what happened in the kitchen, but thought you must have misbehaved terribly because your mom didn't want to be near you anymore.

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“Wanda?” Natasha whispers quietly, the two of them standing in the doorway watching over you as you slept.

She had decided to move out of the compound away from the city until you fully recovered and Nat had joined you, knowing she would need some help.

“Hey, Nat.”

It had been a week since the accident and Wanda was tired. It wasn't because you had her up at all hours of the night defying your bedtime anymore, it was much worse.

You were silent.

You hadn't spoken a single word to anyone since what had happened. It was hard to tell what was going on in your head since your face often lacked in emotion.

The only time you really acted like a kid was when you took out crayons to draw, even then the only colour you'd use was red.

But the wort part was, Wanda knew it was all her fault.

“How are you holding up?”

Wanda shrugs, “I'm fine.” She's lying through her teeth and they both know it.

“It wasn't on purpose, Wanda.”

“I hurt my own kid.”

“Hey.” Natasha takes her by both of her shoulders, “You were exhausted, you know your powers go haywire when you aren't getting enough rest. The doctor said she'll be better soon- she isn't hurt, you only gave her a little shock that's all.”

The guilt that had been festering since that night came welling up and Wanda finally let herself cry quietly in Natasha’s arms.

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You woke up a little earlier than usual that morning and did a big stretch before deciding to see what was going on downstairs.

Your mom was curled up on the couch reading a magazine while auntie Nat was in the kitchen frying something.

You tugged so gingerly at her oversized shirt that she didn't even notice you were there until she looked down.

“Hey, Little red. You sleep well?”

You nodded. Out here it was a lot more quiet, and you didn't have to worry about school or your classmates giving you any trouble. Plus your mom was here all the time instead of work. Even if she was being distant.

“Do you want to help me cook breakfast?”

Normally it would be an immediate yes, but you just wanted to be near your mother. You pointed at her and looked up at Nat, clearly wanting to know what to do.

She smiles at you softly, “Go ahead, kid.”

Jumping at the opportunity you scurried over to where she was sitting, slowing down as you got closer. She hadn't yet noticed you, her eyesight blocked by the page in front of her.

You decided to take the opportunity and clamber onto the couch, wriggling until you were in the perfect spot in her arms. She had gone slightly stiff and you could feel her heart pounding, but only cuddled closer to her.

“You guys alright?” Natasha calla from the kitchen, only a small hint of worry in her voice.

“Yeah we're… we're good, right, [……….]?”

You respond by curling up closer, sighing as you closed your eyes.

Wanda's eyes never left you, she was so terrified that she could lose control again, break you, but even with these thoughts swirling around her head, the look of peace on your face as you slept was enough to keep her calm.

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Notes:

“Marceline, I can feel myself slipping away

I can't remember what it made me say

But I remember that I saw you frown

I swear it wasn't me, it was the crown”

-Remember you, Adventure time

Yayy, happy ending

This wasn't based on the song but its so fitting omg, I don't think I've written something so angsty before but I hope you likeddd :)

Lovely partner Wanda x Reader x Vision

"Y/N?" Looking away from the setting sun, the colors always looked so beautiful, like water painting swirling together. "Mmh?" My eyes trailed over my partner, vision, who was holding out his hand to me. "care for a dance?" getting up from the seat by the window, I placed my hand in his. the warmth of his hand seems to travel up my arm, pulling me further into his body. Soft music began to play, my arms circle his shoulders. His around my waist, head on top of mine. "What is going on inside that pretty mind of yours?" So, he knew, a few things had been on my mind today. "A lot, nothing bad but i just been thinking about some stuff." Vision nods, he knew to not ask on, he knew I would tell him on my own time.

Hearing the door open, the both of us looked up seeing Wanda come in. "Hello sweet cheeks!" A bright smile came to my face, Vision himself was enjoying the sight of me smiling I could tell. Leaning against my tall red android, his arms around me. Wanda rushed over to us, crashing into vision and then into my shoulder, a deep sigh leaving her lips. "Are you alright, my love?" Visions voice held concern, his hand cupping her cheek, lifting her head. "Just I... I just want some peace and quiet away from the whole superhero doing but..." taking hold over her hands, leaning to her, kissing her forehead. "then... then you and Vision go watch a movie and I will set something up to. And no I will not over do it, just leave it to me alright?" Vision and Wanda looked at one another but agreed.

Everything was set up, made easy dinner, made the bed look comfy, placed out some of Wanda's favourite smelling candles and pulled out Visions favourite feeling blanket. Wanda and me found out that Vision liked the feeling of different kind of objects. Wanda had gotten him the blanket, he immediately told us it was his favourite blanket. Taking a deep breath, my eyes shot over to the night stand. 'you got this!' I quickly ran a hand through my hair, pulling on my most comfy pjs before i pulled out Wanda's and Visions most comfy pjs, rushing into the living room. "Pull these on and wait outside our bedroom." Looking down at the pjs they nod, as I quickly rushed into the kitchen and putting everything on the plats.

Now everything was set, hearing the two shuffle outside the door I rushed over, turning off the light before opening the door. A gasp left Wanda's mouth as she saw the fairy lights hanging of the high ceiling, the soft glow of the candles making it look like a the most comfortable place on earth. "My lady, My lord." Both of them chuckled as I bowed holding out my hands for them to take. "Y/N! this is amazing, thank you-" "Sssh it's not done yet." Wanda giggled but took my hand, Vision with a soft smile, did the same. Leading them over to the bed, telling them to make themselves comfortable. Turning on the tv, soft music began to play, Vision immediately recognised the song. "It's the song we met you on." A grin pulled on my lips, as I placed the food in front of the two. "you don't have to eat but i didn't want you to feel left out." Softly bumping my forehead to his. "Thank you my dear." A kiss to the cheek and we went to eat.

We quickly finished, Wanda and Vision had move on to slow dance in the middle of the room. Me just laying on the bed enjoying the sighed before me, having already taking a photo of it for later in the scrapbook. Taking a deep breath, i closed my eyes, just basking in the moment, enjoying the music, the shuffling of feet and the soft humming of Vision. Feeling the bed dip, i opened one eye, seeing Wanda leaning over me with the softest smile. "Hello, sweetcheeks." leaning down, Wanda softly kissed me. Her lips where slightly dry but that must have been of the stress of work, but they didn't feel any less pleasant. A deep and pleasant sigh left my nose, running a hand through her hair. "Did I give you what you wanted? even if it only lasted for tonight." Wanda lowered herself to lay next to me, head on my shoulder, Vision joining her side, pressing himself against her back. Hand draped over her waist and onto my stomach. "Yes, thank you so much Y/N."

Forgetting all about what I had planned more the night came to an end, the three of us had fallen a sleep. Vision and I curling around Wanda, like she was the most important person in the world. Visions arm was draped over Wanda to hold my hand, Wanda was on her back, head slightly leaning to Visions side. I was the first to wake, and it made me creep out of bed and the room. Making breakfast, I slipped back into the room, seeing Vision and Wanda softly talking to each other. Visions eyes lighting up seeing me coming back into the room, Wanda looking over seeing the big tray in my hands. With a wave of her hand the tray was lifted from my hand and flew over to the bed. climbing back into bed, the three of us enjoying breakfast. the rest of the morning it was just us and the soft music dancing around the room.

'It's now or never Y/N' leaning over Vision to pull a small box out of the nightstand, I held it in my hand. "I..." Looking down at it, I took a deep breath, looking up the two. My heartbeat went up, feeling my cheeks get red, I quickly looked away. "I made you this. To.... I..." hands grabbed hold of my cheeks, turning my face to look at Wanda. "Take your time sweetheart. no need to rush it." Looking into her eyes and then a quick flick to Visions eyes. They held so much warmth, this was so much. "I love you both a lot, and I wanted you to have this. I made this so a way to... to ask you if you would m-... I.." Tears beginning to fall, this was to much, I was ready to just run. Vision made me snap back, hands taking hold of my own. "Deep breaths." Taking those deep breaths, I whipped my face on my shoulder as not to let go of Visions hands. the box resting on my lap, leaning my face into the hand that was still holding my face. "Will you marry me?" slipping my hands out of Visions, I opened the box showing the two a ring with 3 stones, each a different color. Once yellow to represent Vision, one red for Wanda and one y/f/c stone to represent me.

"They are lame a-" Vision leaned forwards, trapping Wanda against my chest, his lips connecting with mine. A surprised noise leaving my lips, he was almost never to one to go and kiss Wanda or me. "I... I love them." Taking the bigger one, he slipped it on. Wanda slightly pushed against Visions chest. "Ah! sorry, my dear." Smiling she shock her head, taking one of the rings slipping it on. "I love it as well, Y/N" Happy tears fell from my eyes as i pulled them both into a hug. Vision taking hold of the last ring, slipping it onto my finger. Wanda with a grin pulled the three of us back onto the bed, laughing as we hit the bed. "Thank you for everything, Y/N. i could ask for a better partners then you and Vision." Wanda rolled over me, pushing me closer to Vision, who in return wrapped an arm around me. We got settled again, softly talked to one another about what the future might bring.

Lovely partner Wanda x Reader x Vision

"Y/N?" Looking away from the setting sun, the colors always looked so beautiful, like water painting swirling together. "Mmh?" My eyes trailed over my partner, vision, who was holding out his hand to me. "care for a dance?" getting up from the seat by the window, I placed my hand in his. the warmth of his hand seems to travel up my arm, pulling me further into his body. Soft music began to play, my arms circle his shoulders. His around my waist, head on top of mine. "What is going on inside that pretty mind of yours?" So, he knew, a few things had been on my mind today. "A lot, nothing bad but i just been thinking about some stuff." Vision nods, he knew to not ask on, he knew I would tell him on my own time.

Hearing the door open, the both of us looked up seeing Wanda come in. "Hello sweet cheeks!" A bright smile came to my face, Vision himself was enjoying the sight of me smiling I could tell. Leaning against my tall red android, his arms around me. Wanda rushed over to us, crashing into vision and then into my shoulder, a deep sigh leaving her lips. "Are you alright, my love?" Visions voice held concern, his hand cupping her cheek, lifting her head. "Just I... I just want some peace and quiet away from the whole superhero doing but..." taking hold over her hands, leaning to her, kissing her forehead. "then... then you and Vision go watch a movie and I will set something up to. And no I will not over do it, just leave it to me alright?" Vision and Wanda looked at one another but agreed.

Everything was set up, made easy dinner, made the bed look comfy, placed out some of Wanda's favourite smelling candles and pulled out Visions favourite feeling blanket. Wanda and me found out that Vision liked the feeling of different kind of objects. Wanda had gotten him the blanket, he immediately told us it was his favourite blanket. Taking a deep breath, my eyes shot over to the night stand. 'you got this!' I quickly ran a hand through my hair, pulling on my most comfy pjs before i pulled out Wanda's and Visions most comfy pjs, rushing into the living room. "Pull these on and wait outside our bedroom." Looking down at the pjs they nod, as I quickly rushed into the kitchen and putting everything on the plats.

Now everything was set, hearing the two shuffle outside the door I rushed over, turning off the light before opening the door. A gasp left Wanda's mouth as she saw the fairy lights hanging of the high ceiling, the soft glow of the candles making it look like a the most comfortable place on earth. "My lady, My lord." Both of them chuckled as I bowed holding out my hands for them to take. "Y/N! this is amazing, thank you-" "Sssh it's not done yet." Wanda giggled but took my hand, Vision with a soft smile, did the same. Leading them over to the bed, telling them to make themselves comfortable. Turning on the tv, soft music began to play, Vision immediately recognised the song. "It's the song we met you on." A grin pulled on my lips, as I placed the food in front of the two. "you don't have to eat but i didn't want you to feel left out." Softly bumping my forehead to his. "Thank you my dear." A kiss to the cheek and we went to eat.

We quickly finished, Wanda and Vision had move on to slow dance in the middle of the room. Me just laying on the bed enjoying the sighed before me, having already taking a photo of it for later in the scrapbook. Taking a deep breath, i closed my eyes, just basking in the moment, enjoying the music, the shuffling of feet and the soft humming of Vision. Feeling the bed dip, i opened one eye, seeing Wanda leaning over me with the softest smile. "Hello, sweetcheeks." leaning down, Wanda softly kissed me. Her lips where slightly dry but that must have been of the stress of work, but they didn't feel any less pleasant. A deep and pleasant sigh left my nose, running a hand through her hair. "Did I give you what you wanted? even if it only lasted for tonight." Wanda lowered herself to lay next to me, head on my shoulder, Vision joining her side, pressing himself against her back. Hand draped over her waist and onto my stomach. "Yes, thank you so much Y/N."

Forgetting all about what I had planned more the night came to an end, the three of us had fallen a sleep. Vision and I curling around Wanda, like she was the most important person in the world. Visions arm was draped over Wanda to hold my hand, Wanda was on her back, head slightly leaning to Visions side. I was the first to wake, and it made me creep out of bed and the room. Making breakfast, I slipped back into the room, seeing Vision and Wanda softly talking to each other. Visions eyes lighting up seeing me coming back into the room, Wanda looking over seeing the big tray in my hands. With a wave of her hand the tray was lifted from my hand and flew over to the bed. climbing back into bed, the three of us enjoying breakfast. the rest of the morning it was just us and the soft music dancing around the room.

'It's now or never Y/N' leaning over Vision to pull a small box out of the nightstand, I held it in my hand. "I..." Looking down at it, I took a deep breath, looking up the two. My heartbeat went up, feeling my cheeks get red, I quickly looked away. "I made you this. To.... I..." hands grabbed hold of my cheeks, turning my face to look at Wanda. "Take your time sweetheart. no need to rush it." Looking into her eyes and then a quick flick to Visions eyes. They held so much warmth, this was so much. "I love you both a lot, and I wanted you to have this. I made this so a way to... to ask you if you would m-... I.." Tears beginning to fall, this was to much, I was ready to just run. Vision made me snap back, hands taking hold of my own. "Deep breaths." Taking those deep breaths, I whipped my face on my shoulder as not to let go of Visions hands. the box resting on my lap, leaning my face into the hand that was still holding my face. "Will you marry me?" slipping my hands out of Visions, I opened the box showing the two a ring with 3 stones, each a different color. Once yellow to represent Vision, one red for Wanda and one y/f/c stone to represent me.

"They are lame a-" Vision leaned forwards, trapping Wanda against my chest, his lips connecting with mine. A surprised noise leaving my lips, he was almost never to one to go and kiss Wanda or me. "I... I love them." Taking the bigger one, he slipped it on. Wanda slightly pushed against Visions chest. "Ah! sorry, my dear." Smiling she shock her head, taking one of the rings slipping it on. "I love it as well, Y/N" Happy tears fell from my eyes as i pulled them both into a hug. Vision taking hold of the last ring, slipping it onto my finger. Wanda with a grin pulled the three of us back onto the bed, laughing as we hit the bed. "Thank you for everything, Y/N. i could ask for a better partners then you and Vision." Wanda rolled over me, pushing me closer to Vision, who in return wrapped an arm around me. We got settled again, softly talked to one another about what the future might bring.