Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Stark!Reader, and Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader
Warnings: heart disease/failure, loss of a parent, absent father.
Summary: Your father, Tony Stark, has been rather absent in the recent years of your life. What will happen when you show up at the Avengers Compound after you lose your mom?
Masterlist | Marvel masterlist | Words: 2.5K
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader
Word count: ~1k
Summary: Wanda suspects you’re keeping something from her
A/N: Just one way I could see something like this play out. Last update before I travel! Enjoy!
Warnings: slight angst, fluff.
The first thing that Wanda noticed was that you were on your phone more. You usually kept it nearby, but recently whenever you’ve been home, you’d have your phone in your lap if it wasn’t in your hand. The only time you put it down was when you would watch something with her and want to cuddle up. You’d still hold her close and give whatever you were watching together most of your attention.
Wanda didn’t think too much about it until she realized that you’d changed the passcode on your phone. You usually opened it with face recognition, but occasionally when it was dark or you were upside- down, you needed the passcode. She’d been looking for her own phone which she misplaced daily, and she’d only been able to find yours. She’d planned on calling her own phone, but she couldn’t get yours unlocked.You usually had the same password to everything, and despite her telling you multiple times that this wasn’t secure and you needed to fix it, you’d insisted it was fine.
She asked you if you’d finally decided to take her advice, and you’d looked a little caught off guard by the question before agreeing. Wanda couldn’t help but be a little skeptical, but then you’d told her the new passcode and she let it go for the time being.
a change in you | wanda maximoff & gn!reader
A strong friendship had developed between you and Wanda after she moved to the compound, but ever since you'd gotten a girlfriend, she grew distant and abrasive without explanation.
Word count: 5228
Tags: smut, angst, jealousy, fluff, fingering, this was written in september and i needed to get it out of drafts, so there will be stylistic differences, sub!wanda maximoff, dom!reader. MINORS DNI.
Summary: Being divorced from Wanda Maximoff implies never getting over her.
Warnings: (+18), language, brief smut, divorced ladies who are very still much in love with each other, unspecified age gap, marriage going wrong, hopeful ending, mild angst, fluff.| Words: 3.949k.
A/N-> There's this divorced couple in a Brazilian soap opera with so much chemistry in their scenes together because of the intimacy gained during marriage (even though that didn't work out) and they won't leave my tik tok ; at some point, my brain thought about this fic. I would love to write more of this trope in the future.
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Yn getting punched in the face after defending Wanda from someone in the street who disrespects her. Wanda is angry at first but then appreciates how much yn cares about her.
Knuckle Sandwich
warnings: supersoldier!reader, assault I guess?, men, language
a/n: I’ve got really bad writers block rn so I appreciate that this is absolute ass
word count: 453
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“Just ignore them”
“I’m trying but they’re being pretty fucking loud”
“I know, just try-“
“Hey, witch! Got any more buildings you wanna drop on people? huh?”
There wasn't a cell in your body that didn’t want to give that lowlife a piece of your mind. Fuck it, several pieces. But the team was already on thin ice without another media story about you verbally abusing a citizen on the streets of New York.
“I hate that they talk to you like that. Fuck, if they only knew what we could do to them with just our bare fucking hands”
“They’re just trying to get under our skin”
“Yeah, and it’s fucking working”
“Getting killed was the best thing that’s ever happened to him. Fucking murderers”
Whatever restraint you had finally snapped. Gone. What was left was a burning red flame of anger ready to be unleashed. And Wanda knew it too. The way you ripped your arm out of her grip made her wince with anxious anticipation.
You stormed towards the source of insults in fury. Fists clenched at your sides, twitching intermittently as they itched to hit someone.
“Hey you!” You shouted. The balding, overweight man and his group of merry men smirked at you as you approached. Obviously not phased by who was angrily walking towards them, and what they were capable of.
“Oh look who it is. The witches whore. I bet they only dusted you off to keep that bitch,” a pudgy finger pointed in Wanda’s direction, “in line. Didn’t work though did it? You outdated war tactic”
“Say that again. Go on, I dare you”
“We’re just getting started, sweetheart,” another one said. Spitting his words at you. “At least that Banner guy knows he’s a savage. Serum’s made you a beast and that damn science experiment over-“
The sound of your knuckles making contact with his jaw echoed off of the asphalt. You heard Wanda suck in a breath behind you. Then what must’ve been several teeth hitting the concrete with a hollow rattle.
The guy doubled over instantly. Falling in slow motion towards the ground. You released a long overdue breath. You felt calm knowing you’d served justice today. Even the familiar honking of cars and hissing of manholes mellowed to a low hum.
You couldn’t help but smirk when a sweaty fist hit your jaw too. Sure you could have fought back, but you didn’t mind. Watching their faces as they kicked you into the floor and not making a dent was treat enough.
Anyway, the headlines wouldn’t look as bad if you took a hit or two yourself. And having Wanda stand between your legs as she patched you up herself? Worth it.
campus crush kim minjeong creates a twitter account and follows 4 people, jimin, aeri, yizhuo and… you?
STATUS LOADING… in progress!
TAGS — fluff, almost zero angst, slow burn, guitarist minjeong, aespa is a band, strangers to friends to lovers, cursing
CHARACTERS… paramore wannabes | yn’s haters
00. prologue
01. who r u
02. suck my cock
03. weird.
04. yolo
05. OH???
06. wonberty
07. mama ning
08. MY MYSTERY WOMAN
09. the gays are happy
10. mastermind by taylor swift
11. I DO CARE
Pairing: Wanda/fem!reader
Summary: When your marriage with Wanda starts to fall apart, you both decide to have a last chance by going to a professional, for your son's sake, and your own.
Warnings: 16+! Established relationship, Angst, mentions of cheating, mention of Vision, implied sex (not smut), arguments, cursing, gaslighting, mentions of divorce.
A/N: Honestly, this is the first Wanda fanfiction I’ve ever written, and I hope I did somewhat okay, plus a little warning, I made up everything about couples therapy, apologies in advance.
Also, my first language is not english, so I’m sorry for any grammatical mistake.
Word count: 2.9k
You don't remember the last time everything with Wanda seemed fine, right.
Little by little, your marriage was becoming untenable with the constant fights and stupid arguments about things that weren't an issue at all, it was as if you didn't know each other, as if your wife didn't know you anymore.
Little by little, the love you once had was vanishing into thin air like smoke in the wind. You tried wearily to pick up those pieces, but they slipped from your hands.
"I never asked you to give up everything for me."
Summary: Matt finds out about Leigh's pregnancy and confronts her about the baby.
A/N: Finally!! The end of this story! This will be the last chapter. Enjoy!
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Summary: Some misunderstandings are just the result of poor communication. Or the one where Wanda has a crush and can't find the right time to confess. | Writing Challenge.
Warnings: Fluff and brief mild angst (unrequited love impressions), mutual pining, friends to lovers, some mentions of drinking, college au. | Words: 3.064k
A/N-> I've been having busy days, and apparently, I start dozens of series and never finish a single one. I saw some videos of Prompts challenges on Tik Tok and this one was finished. I do miss Emo!Wanda a lot, and I’ve been trying to work with something for her, but no luck so far. Anyways, good reading to you all!
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Summary: There is much more to this prostitute Wanda than you could ever imagine.
Pairing: Prostitute!Wanda x Reader
Warnings: (+18) age gap (wanda is 19 and reader 29) top!reader, botton!wanda, strap-on (r using), deep throat, fingering, angst
Words: 3,8k
A/N: Inspired by the song Carmen by Lana ♡
(English is not my first language, sorry for any translation errors)
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Part 1 // 2
She had expected the rain that began at 5 that morning to go on to about mid morning. But it was relentless and poured down across the valley continuing throughout the day drenching everything including her mood. She peered out the window at about 2 pm hoping to see a literal silver lining in the sky but all she saw was downcast skies. She sighed and resigned herself to the fact that her freshly washed clothes would not be dry for at least another 24 hours or so.
Remi do headcanons of emo Wanda and kryptonian r pls
Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Beefy Reader, Idiots In Love, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Reader has a penis | 18+ Minors DNI
Summary: Natasha was your soulmate and she had done everything physically possible to keep you hidden and safe. Every day the two of you spoke through your mind using your soulmate connection but, what happens when suddenly Natasha’s mind is silent?
Requested by: @southern-goth thank you for the request!
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, angst (lots!), fluff, hurt/comfort, head injury, Sense 8 soulmates AU, Crying/Anxiety, threats of violence, protective Natasha, scissoring, oral sex, fingering, multiple orgasms
Words: 7.5k
Summary: The night when Vision cooks for Wanda end very differently than how it went because you show up to save the dinner (and the girl). | Writing Challenge
Warning: None, it’s pure fluff with teasing and bad jokes.| Words: 1.269k
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Summary: Natasha still needs to be told to take a break sometimes. That’s what she has you for.
A/n: hey guys… she’s back! just a short little fic for our fav ♥️
“Natasha,” you say for the third time. She looks up from her computer, eyes unfocused and her hair all over the place. You can see from here the bags underneath her eyes and the exhaustion creeping along her form. You’re positive that her back is killing her, and you can see how she keeps stretching her cramping hands. “You’ve been working for hours, how about you take a break, love?”
“I’m almost done,” she distractedly answers. “I need to get this done before the 11th.”
“That’s two week away,” you laugh. “You have plenty of time before then. Come on, it’s time to go to sleep.” The twinkling city lights are glimmering behind her from the huge windows in her home office. The sun has long since gone down, and even the bustle of the city’s nighttime noise has died down. You’ve had enough of sleeping in a cold bed for the past few nights, and you know Natasha well enough to know that she won’t take a break without you prompting her.
Summary: A longtime crush can sometimes turn into more with a tough test and a demanding teacher. Or the one where Natasha insists that Wanda is a simp and you both are a clueless gay disaster. [Requested]
Warnings: Some implications at the end but nothing explicit, fluff and teasing, mutual pining, emo Wanda being grumpy and jealous.| Words: 2.925k
A/N-> Yep, the title is inspired by a Harry Style song title.
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Hi could you maybe do a tiny Drabble of reader getting hurt whilst Wanda is pregnant and Wanda being all worried about reader and at the same time reader worried about Wanda being worried? Pls? Maybe some angst but mostly fluff?? I love your writing
Hurt
warnings: a bit of blood, pregnancy, clumsiness, some angst, some fluff
a/n: a short drabble for a change??
word count: 333
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“You’re an idiot”
“Well that’s just rude”
Rude it may be, but true. As true as the bleeding wound you were currently applying pressure too. It was nothing serious really. Just a small slip with the drill is all. But by the reaction of your wife you might as well have been impaled.
Who knew building a nursery would be so dangerous?
“I told you not to use that stupid thing. But did you listen? Of course not, and now look what’s happened”
At this point you were unsure whether Wanda was more annoyed at your lack of coordination or the fact you’d gotten blood on the new cream rug she’d bought.
“It’s barely a scratch” you exclaimed. “Look, it’s practically stopped bleeding now”
“And the gaping hole in the side of your finger?”
You had to force yourself to stop your eyes rolling into the back of your head.
“Wanda, please can you stop worrying?”
“Stop worrying? Someone’s got to because you don’t seem to realise how serious this could’ve been”
She did have a point. A couple of millimeters over then you could’ve lost a finger.
“Okay, okay! I get it. I’m sorry, but please can you sit down. Take some deep breaths. The doctor said you should avoid stress, and you look pretty stressed to me”
She paused, mouth open as if she was about to counter, but thought better of it. Eyes narrowing, lips pursing. Then she descended onto the wicker laundry basket in the corner of the bathroom.
It was your turn to wince when it creaked and bowed with her weight.
“You have to be more careful,” she breathed. “I need you to be fully fit. That includes having a perfectly working hand”
“And I need you to relax. Literally. I want you with your feet up at all times, reaping the benefits of being waited on hand and foot. Do we have a deal?”
The deflation of her shoulders told you all you needed to know.
Heyy I was wondering if you could do a Wanda defending reader from Natasha Drabble? Pls?
On The Defensive
warnings: alcohol, language, a little bit of spice
a/n: this is definitely not what you wanted and 100% not my best work. I think I’ve just written a crack fic…
word count: 272
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Natasha was drunk.
In all honesty most people were. It was a party. There was alcohol. Drunkenness was inevitable and welcomed.
But something that wasn’t welcomed? Natasha not being able to keep her opinions to herself.
“Nat, stop” Bucky insisted, a large hand wrapped around her bicep trying to ease her away from the situation.
Her words were slurred. “Someone needs to say something! Wanda deserves so much better”
All you could do was snort. She was embarrassing herself in front of everyone. And no matter the amount of alcohol people consumed tonight, they’d definitely remember this the next day.
“Oh get off your high horse, Natasha. Bucky has to deal with you and your incompetence too, remember”
Even as sober as a judge, and as pregnant as she was, Wanda never pulled her punches. It was turning you on a little.
“Seriously Wanda, you’re sticking up for her? She’s just weighing you down”
Natasha stumbled forward, hand pushing over a large outdoor potted plant and sending it falling dramatically into the koi pond it sat next to. Shocked gasps accompanying the splash.
“Jesus Red,” Tony shouted. “I think that’s enough beer pong and tequila shots for you tonight, don’t you think?”
“You orchestrated this,” she said. Using her solo cup to point at you. Its contents sloshing over the lip as she was dragged away. “You’ve rigged it, you cheat”
“Keep telling yourself that Nat. You’re just jealous my wife is better with her hands than your husband is with his”
“Get fucked, Maximoff”
“I fully intend to”
Was it hot out here? Or was it just your super sexy wife?
