CEO!Wanda Maximoff x Reader - 'Resigned Position' Series Masterlist
Summary: You drink too much and insult your boss in the middle of a bar during a company social gathering. But surprisingly, you wake up in her bed. Following the events of not sleeping with your boss, falling in love with her, or threatening a harassment report. Not necessarily in that order.
Warnings: (+18), sexual themes, Dom!Wanda (mostly), Brat!Reader, Unspecified age gap (Milf Wanda/Reader in her mid-20s), explicit language, angst at some points but with happy ending I promise, mutual pining, enemies to lovers, coworkers, semi-public, mentions of violence and (past) toxic relationships. || More warnings and words per chapter.
All Works Masterlist || AO3
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Resigned Position - Chapters List
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
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A/N> Originally planned as a one-shot, here I am starting a series. We're all sinners on our knees to dominant Milf Wanda, and I can't say I'm sorry. This story is basically porn with a lot of plot (because I have to live up to my demisexuality), but in general, don't expect any major points or moral lessons. It's all about Wanda in a suit telling us what to do. I've got a few chapters ready, but as of next week I'm covering a colleague's vacation, so don't expect any quick updates. But good reading!
hello, i’d like to recommend “the crooked kind” by youreyestheyglow as a minyard-josten rivalry fic!
Sure! Here you go.-Beth
The Crooked Kind by youreyestheyglow (G | 10,508 | 1/1)
Neil went pro a year ago–and not on Andrew’s team. The problem: they’re private people, and when the press takes their declarations of hate at face value, Andrew and Neil find themselves unwilling to end the rumors.
coin toss by sashasea (shcombatalade) (G | 1/1 | 1,573)
A sort-of AU set during the single year of post-college pro-level where Andrew and Neil play for separate teams and the eight week period where their ‘rivalry’ was all anyone could talk about.
Part 1 of coin toss universe
how it all starts by keihtkogane (T | 1/1 | 1,770)
Timestamps for the Minyard-Josten Rivalry
ft. Neil and Andrew being shits, annoyed Kevin, trendmaker Nicky, etc.
Part 1 of the minyard-josten ‘rivalry’
By no means am I an expert, but see the below list to help guide your little into littlespace and keep her there as long as her little heart desires. Hopefully you see something new or something you’ve never considered!
Emotional Care!
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- Ask her if she’s being a good girl
- Tell her when she’s being good
- Remind her how small she is
- Call her cute little or pet names
- Talk to her in a cute voice that brings a smile to her face
- Say encouraging words
- Make her blush
- Congratulate her on doing something difficult
- Always tell her you love her more. Never give in
- Ask her a silly question
- Playfully and politely tease her
- Sit her in your lap
- Cuddle her
- Cuddle and tickle attacks
- Pick her up and carry her around
- Kiss her forehead
- Kiss her cheek
- Always offer her a hug. From the front and from behind
- Pet/pat her head
- Pat her diapered butt
- Boop her nose
- Wiggle her piggy toes
- Blow raspberries on her belly
- Hold her when she’s sad
- Wipe away her tears and console her
- Be her safe place to go when she needs one
- Hold her when she’s shivering
- Play with her hair
- Take pictures with her
- Put her drawings/colorings on your fridge
- Interact in her little space
- Lose to her puppy dog eyes
- Ask her if there is something daddy can help with
- Leave her cute easy to read notes, or little pictures to show you care
- Let her smell you, spray your cologne on something for her
- Let her wear one of daddy’s “grown up” shirts around the house
Physical Care!
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- Kissing her ouchies
- Calling any injuries ouchies or boo boo’s
- Give colorful Bandaid’s with childish designs
- Wrap her up and tell her she’s brave for not crying (Or tell her that anyway even her tears have subsided)
- Rub her tummy when it hurts
- Hold her hand in public so she doesn’t wander off
- Help her get something she can’t reach
- Buckle her seatbelt
- Order for her
- Never let her pay
- Let her pick out a toy or treat, and buy it for her
- Randomly bring her paci to her
- Telling her to say “ah” before putting her paci in her mouth
- Take her somewhere it would be okay to dress as a little
- Open doors for her
- Cover her eyes with your hands to hide them from scary or inappropriate things
- Let her help you pick something out
- Frequent diaper checks
- Surprise her with a ‘little’ gift if you haven’t seen her in awhile
- Pack a diaper bag in front of her if you’re both going out so she sees firsthand all the little stuff you are bringing along
Time to Get Ready for the day, Baby Girl!
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- Good morning text when you’re not around
- Pull her close and give her a good morning kiss
- Ask her about her dreams
- Change her diapers. Baby Wipes, Powder, ointment when needed, baby lotion and a kiss at the end for being good during her change
- Undress her
- Give her a bubble bath
- Wash her hair (make sure she closes her eyes so she doesn’t get shampoo in them when you rinse)
- Dry her off with a towel
- Choose what she wears for the day
- Dress her
- Tie her shoes for her
- Help her put her jacket or coat on and zip it up for her
- Brush her hair
- Give her bows, pig tails, or anything else she needs to feel cute
Chore Time & Learning Time!
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- Give her a routine
- Set up a chore chart
- Ask her to think if there was anything she forgot to do today
- Help her with a difficult chore
- Help her make a difficult choice, spell out the options of each
- Ask her to put away her toys
- Ask her to gather all her dirty clothes for you to wash
- Remind her to say “Please” and “Thank you”
- Ask her to count something. (How many apples do we have left? How many cars are there in line? How many fingers am I holding up?)
- Ask her the color of something
- Ask her to identify some basic shapes
- Tell her to read you something easy
- Ask her to spell something easy
- Ask her to do basic math (1 animal cracker +2 raisins =?)
- Ask her if she has any homework, if she needs help with her homework, or if she’s finished her homework
Meal Time!
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- Handing her a sippy with a yummy drink
- Handing her a bottle (ba-ba)
- Tell her to keep both hands on her drink so she doesn’t spill
- Put her in a bib before meals
- Sitting her in a high chair or booster seat when practical is preferred
- Remind her to wash her hands before a meal
- Refilling her sippy for her so she doesn’t spill
- Blowing on hot food
- Cutting her food for her
- Cut the icky crusts off her sandwiches
- Feeding her her food
- Airplane or other playfulness to make sure she eats her meal
- When out to eat, ask for a kid’s menu (and crayons where applicable)
- Wipe her mouth or hands off when she gets messy
- Tell her to be a good girl and finish what’s on her plate
- A sweet treat every now and then
- Ask her to count one of her food items or tell you the color of different things on her plate
- Telling her no sweets so she doesn’t ruin her next meal
- Use dishes and silverware meant for toddlers. Plastic forks with dull prongs or plastic plates with cartoon designs on them are best
Play Time!
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- Surprise trips to the park
- Push her on the swing
- Take her to play with puppies and kitties
- Those little kid trips every Little dreams about (Disney World)
- Sand castles at the beach, snow forts in snow, leaf piles in the fall
- Kiddie pool out back on a hot summer day
- Take her on a “themed” little date
- Playing with her toys with her
- Joining her in her tea party
- Referring to her stuffies by name
- Interacting with her stuffies as if they’re living
- Remembering little stories or traits about her stuffies
- Invite her to a surprise tea party with her stuffies and you
- Puppet show! Or more likely an interactive story using her stuffies
- Play pretend with her. Put yourself in the imaginary world she has chosen
- Ask her about her imaginary friend
- Let her play dress up with her clothes or your adult clothes
- Color with her
- Make her something while drawing or doing arts and crafts
- Finger painting somewhere it’s okay to make a mess
- Sidewalk chalk outdoors with her
- Play little aged games (Candyland, for example)
- Build her a blanket fort
- Piggy back rides
- Give her upsies! Toss her up and catch her (if practical)
- Chase her around the room/house/yard
- Suggest a movie meant for little ones
- Watch cartoons with her
- Play a cute 2 player game. Co-op, or competitive (but let her win once in awhile)
- Sing-a-long songs. Have her sing them or dance
- Have a play pen set up and/or the foam piece flooring set up in their main playing area
Bed Time!
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- Ask if shes ready for bed. “Bed-Time, Beddy Bye Time, Ni-Night time, etc”
- Remind her to brush her teeth and go potty before bed
- Dress her in her jammies and night-time diaper
- Ask her which stuffie she wants to sleep with and put it in her arms
- Find her favorite blanket, her “blankie” and give it to her
- Tuck her in
- Read bedtime stories
- Make up a fairy tail story for her
– Ask for her input in your made up story
- Sing or hum her a lullaby
- Ask her if she needs her night light, plug it in if she does
- Check for monsters (closet, under bed, hallway)
- Keep her safe from the dark, the thunderstorms, or the meanies in her life
- Be her big spoon
- Let her fall asleep on you
- Goodnight texts when you’re not around
- Be there for her if she has nightmares. Tell her everything is okay now that Daddy is here.
Important Things to Ask or Say!
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- “Did you go potty?” “Do you need to go potty?”
- “Do you need to be changed?”
- “Did you go pee-pee?” “Did you make a mess?”
- “Did you take your medicine like a big girl?”
- “Be careful baby”
- “Make sure you stay close to Daddy”
- “You’re too little to do that!”
- “Does baby need a hand?”
- “Did you learn anything new today?”
- “Do you need anything from Daddy?”
- “Do you love Daddy?”
- “What does my little girl want to do today?”
- “Tell me everything about your day. I want to know!”
- “Which veggie is the most icky?”
- “Are you ticklish? Where is your most tickliest spot?”
- “Are you scared of the dark?”
- “Which Stuffie is the one to which you tell all your secrets?”
- “Which dinosaur is best?”
- “What shape do you want your (Sandwich, Pancakes, Cookies, etc.) in?”
- “Where’s the best hiding spot for hide and seek?”
- “Which drink is the bestest, most yummiest drink?”
- “What color is your toothbrush?”
- “What does baby want for her birthday?”
- “Which snacks make you feel the Littlest?”
- “Other than stuffies, what other Little toys do you have? Cars? Tea Set? a Red Wagon?”
- “Remember we give puppies (or kitties) soft pets”
- “We try and color inside the lines, don’t we baby girl?”
Punishment Time!
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- If she’s not being good, tell her to behave herself
- If she continues to misbehave, threaten a spanking
- Make sure she doesn’t say inappropriate words
- Make sure she doesn’t get into anything meant for adults; (babies get curious!)
- Make sure she shares her toys and plays well with others
- Put her in a nap if she’s fussy
- Put her in time out if she’s being naughty
- Make her say out loud why she’s being punished
- Make her write lines outlining how she misbehaved
- Use your stern daddy or mommy voice
- Avoid yelling, shouting, or raising your voice if at all possible
- If all else fails, over the knee spanking (diapered or bare bottomed)
Last, but not least,
YOU’RE HER WHOLE WORLD, and she needs to know that she is your whole world too!
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summary: a formal work party goes wrong when wanda's co-workers get a little too close with you.
☰ PAIRING. sub!wanda x dom!gn!reader
☰ REQUEST. hi! hope ur day is going good, I have a smut req of bottom!wanda going FERAL on ur strap like she just keeps riding the crap out of it because fem!reader has been edging her for awhile out of jealousy so she’s trying to chase her high and reader just ends up destroying wanda (in a good way) with degrading and name calling please! tysm:)
☰ CONT. established relationship, smut, strap-on usage, jealous bratty!bottom!wanda, jealousy, orgasm denial, thirsting, degradation kink, humiliation kink, name-calling, r is mean but in a good way
☰ NOTES. i write for gn!reader (gender-neutral), so there isn't any gendered pronouns used for r, but r does use a strap. i might’ve misinterpreted the plot, oopsies, but i’m assuming there’s jealous bratty!bottom!wanda and i love that. hope yall enjoy this one ;)
masterlist / AO3
MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.
"god, you're insatiable, you know?"
"shut up and let me ride you."
there the two of you are, going at it like horny teenagers, not even having made it into the bedroom of the house. wanda’s shoved you on to the couch, sat in your lap, short dress rucked up by your wandering hands. your pants are pulled down to reveal wanda’s favourite ivory strap, atmosphere heavy with libido.
how the hell you’d end up here, you might ask. well, it all started two and a half hours ago.
it was one of those formal-dress work parties, with the jazz band and the glasses of champagne. held by the law firm wanda worked at in celebration of their fifth anniversary, they were allowed to bring a partner, so wanda had brought you.
it was with much difficulty that you and your girlfriend made it out of the house in the first place, one too many kisses on wanda’s exposed neck as you zipped up her sleek, green velvet dress.
“w-we’re going to be late,” wanda said breathlessly, through your chaste kisses. you merely smiled, sucking a hickey onto her pale skin, tilting her head up to watch through the bathroom mirror.
“oh, fuck,” your girlfriend whined, pupils dilating as your tongue swirled over the newly-blemished skin, kissing and licking.
“you’re right,” you say abruptly, pulling away just as wanda’s about to get into it. suppressing the smug grin that’s threatening to creep onto your face, you tuck a lock of her soft brown hair behind her ear, not missing her flushed face.
holding open the door as wanda steps out of the house, both of you already fifteen minutes late, you also don’t miss the extra sway in her hips.
not like you would complain, anyway.
“what’s a handsome stranger like you doing here?”
the words of a woman catch your attention, turning around the meet the eyes of a blonde. you smile cordially, choosing to ignore her advances, instead reaching out to shake her hand. “y/n l/n, nice to meet you.”
the woman smiles quizically. you shift under her wandering eyes, feeling the bubbles of a very bad situation about to break out already.
“sharon carter, very nice to meet you. who’re you here with?”
“oh, waiting for my girlfriend. she’s gone to get some punch, i think.”
you don’t miss the way sharon’s face falters for a small second. you swore you could hear the evil chuckle of your girlfriend somewhere in the back of your head.
the awkward silence filled by the jazz tunes of the band is quickly replaced by sharon boldly stepping forward to adjust the collar of your shirt, almost as if with completely disregard for anyone else in the room right now.
“your tie’s quite messily tied. your girlfriend help you do it?”
your gaze darkens, and not in the good way. she’s invading your personal space, the scent of some heavy perfume making your nose scrunch nose. she’s insulted your girlfriend.
before you can even move to shove her hands away, a flash of brown streaks your vision and soon a resounding slap is heard in the area.
soon, all gazes in the room are on you, a shocked sharon carter, and a very mad wanda maximoff.
wanda’s not even trying to hide it, you think affectionately, not at all bothered by the blonde clutching her cheek with her jaw dropped. wanda’s absolutely fuming, spitting out curses at said blonde, some strings of her native sokovian tongue rolling out alongside it. it’s kinda hot.
“so, sharon, this is wanda, my girlfr-”
“wife.” wanda hisses, and the deathly look she shoots you has you raising your eyebrows.
“we’re newlyweds now, i suppose.” you say lightly, but neither of them are laughing. you hear a distant chortle from wanda’s coworker, sam. you grin.
“now, if you’d my girlfr- my wife, and i, we’ll be taking our leave.” you barely manage to get out, being physically dragged out of the place by an extremely furious wanda maximoff.
she tugged you through the crowd of her co-workers and bosses, not giving a damn about any of them, not when you were at stake.
“oh, so we’re married now?” you quip with a teasing smirk, hand resting on her lower back as wanda jerks your hand off with a huff, going to sit in the passenger seat, slamming the door shut.
okay, maybe the situation was worse than you thought.
or maybe she just wanted a good fuck.
“let me open the door, at least.” you groan, but wanda’s already unbuckled your pants, mouth watering when she catches sight of her favourite ivory strap.
“yeah, no thanks. if you fuck me in the open everyone who walks past can see that you’re not meant for anyone else.” wanda says snarkily, jumping up onto your torso, and you catch her underneath the thighs.
she’s really doing this, right now, in the front porch of your shared house. either she was that mad, or you had no shame, but all’s well that ends well.
that’s how you end up on the sitting on the couch, legs spread to give wanda space to sink herself down on your strap. her hands rested on your abdomen, hair already slightly dishevled.
you never thought she looked more attractive.
your eyes darken as you watch your girlfriend take the black silicone cock into her pussy, inch by inch. she was so irresistible, and you wanted nothing more than to let your hands do whatever they wanted with her pretty body, but practiced self-restraint only left wanda needing more.
“fuck,” wanda gasps, throwing her head back when the strap hits a particularly sensitive spot. you lick your lips, your hands never travellling further than the outer sides of her thighs.
letting your girlfriend do all the work by herself, watching her whine in frustration but cry in need, made your head spin.
wanda was only slightly hesitant, rocking slightly to adjust herself to your size. her eyelids fluttered shut, but then she would remember sharon, and she would get mad again.
“you’re mine,” she would growl, fingernails digging into the muscle of your abdomen as you hissed in pain.
“really? or are you just a big fuckin’ whore, begging to be used like a doll?”
wanda only lost her big, bag demeanour when you leaned back, looking up at the ceiling, ignoring her statement.
your faux indifference had wanda spluttering - how dare you, pretend as if she was nothing - how dare you. it only fueled her to begin riding your cock, determined to make you pay attention to her.
“look at me.” wanda says firmly, clutching onto your tie. you don’t oblige, only your hands moving to rub up and down her thighs.
she shivers, involuntarily gyrating her hips down onto your strap, little whines escaping her fast-fading facade.
“look at me, y/n.” wanda tries again, less conviction in her voice but a ready effort nonetheless. you reward her with a thumb on the lower lip. wanda eagerly sucks as she gains more rhythm.
your strap quickly gets moist, wanda’s slick dripping onto your thighs. it takes every cell of fight in your body to not flip her over and fuck your girlfriend silly.
no, this time you needed to wait. you wanted to make her fall apart, then try to patch herself back up, only to realize you were the glue that held her together.
you needed her to need you.
your sweet mercy came soon enough, when wanda couldn’t get off without your dark eyes finding hers, without hearing your voice, without you.
“daddy, please look at me, please, please!” she breaks off into a loud cry when you finally look back down at her. your eyes are blown wide, without any trace of light.
“fucking slut, hm?”
the sight of your girlfriend - your wife - getting herself all hot and bothered, a fucking mess for you, made you lose your goddamn mind. with more energy she had ever exerted, wanda began riding you again with newfound vigour.
“m’ your whore,” wanda melts, mewling at your harsh plucks of her nipples.
“yeah? cum for me, then.”
“shit, daddy!” it was only with your hands plucking at her nipples, and your voice muttering absolute filth into her blushing ears, that wanda could climax.
you were looking at her, so harshly and so demandingly, that all wanda could do was look at you through glassy eyes, mouth hanging open as she brought herself over the edge.
it was loud, with shrieks of your name, white going everywhere. you closed your eyes, relishing the moment of sacred beginnings.
it was only when you opened your eyes that you realized wanda had knocked herself out with such vigorous fucking. you could’ve laughed at her antics, running a hand through her locks of hair and pressing gentle kisses on the top of her head.
oh, but that was far from the end.
it was a few hours after you carried up into your bedroom that crept up once again, fishing in your drawer for the biggest strap-on you could find.
then, slowly spreading her legs in the dark of the night, catching sight of her glistening pussy. you bit your lip in anticipation.
it started slow, but then you grew impatient, and a growl of “pretty girl” bit your girlfriend out of her sweet slumber.
so all wanda could do was whimper and cry when you started pounding into her, gripping her pretty hips so hard it would bruise, fucking her into the mattress.
in the dark of the room, your body weight pressing down onto her, your grunts right up against her ear. you told her then, as she moaned into the pillows, that you were hers and she was yours, because that was the only way your world could find its direction, the only way the earth spun beyond its axis.
wanda’s incoherent ability to form words only spurred you on further, forcing her to orgasm again and again, until she was a quivering mess. kissing up the column of her neck as she shook beneath you.
you loved her, you loved her, you loved her.
whether you liked it or not, wanda maximoff had imprinted herself into every inch of your brain, into every cell of your existence. the morning you woke up without her by your side would be the day the galaxies collided.
because you would always be hers.
no matter how insatiable.
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sharon gets made out to be the villain in almost every fic but im not even sorry lol i need a bad guy
also this is the return of the ivory strap, which first made its appearance in slow hands, which is in my masterlist
