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[scarvien]

Hi-ya,

This blog is primarily for entertainment purposes, and I'm not sure if I'll take it seriously. So far, I'll write for a while and then put it here online, as well as on AO3.

I'm still new to Tumblr, so I'm hoping someone will teach me some techniques; I'd really appreciate it!

Thank you hugely to anyone who has read my work(s). That warms my heart; more love to you all! 

This is a safe environment for everyone unless you are harmful. Your inappropriate acts or statements will not be tolerated! You must be held accountable for your actions. And I hope that others will do the same for me if I ever do something wrong that causes harm to someone or a group of people.

As far as possible, I write family-friendly content; if not, please accept my apologies. I also enjoy writing angst, and I hope you don't mind. Let me think about it when it comes to smut.

Finally, please do not repost any of my works without my permission; otherwise, you may wind yourself in jail.

All love from the above,

C.

[scarvien]

Can I take your order?

Hello, this is just a drabble! Hope you guys enjoy it, and thank you so much for the kind words about my recent fics! Made my heart flutter <3

Reminder: English is not my native language. Apologies for the grammatical errors if ever it has some.

Summary: wherein Wanda went to her former co-worker’s coffee to grab a coffee and she caught your attention

Pairing(s): Wanda x Gender Neutral Reader

Wanda had been organizing her house for a week when she decided to stop by her former co.’s workers for an almond milk latte. She walked in and inhaled the coffee-scented air, which made her feel sufficiently high. Wanda closed her eyes to revel in the place’s lovely aura. Wanda opened her eyes wide in surprise and someone said, “Hello, Madam, can I take your order?” She fixed her gaze on the speaker. You were the one who did it.

You were smiling. She drew your attention. She was intimidated by you since you showed no emotion. “I’ll have a latte,” Wanda gulped before responding. “Hot or Iced?” you said first, looking at her. “Size? Are you looking for it to be decaffeinated? How many shots are there? What kind of milk do you have? Do you want to add flavored syrups, sauces, drizzles, and toppers to your dish? And what’s your name?”

Wanda giggled nervously and wiped her sweaty brow; “Iced, Grande sized, decaffeinated, enough shots? I guess. Please use almond milk. I don’t want any of the rest of what you stated. My name's Wanda.”

As soon as you finished listing her order, you left. She took a seat at the table closest to the windows. “Hey, Wanda,” Mantis said, “I didn’t expect you to be here!” Wanda chuckled, “Your coffee shop is amazing! To the point where your worker immediately questioned my order.” she smirked. “Someone advised me to do that so I could have a lot of customers.” Mantis smiled. Wanda shakes her head, thinking that Mantis is referring to Drax.

You addressed her as “Ma’am Wanda!” “Seems like that’s your order, Wanda!” Mantis chuckled as she raised her brow. Wanda walked up to the counter, her hands in her pockets, sluggishly. You were the one who gave her the order. She reached out with her left hand to grab it, but the coffee slid and fell. You snatched up the cleaning supplies and materials and dashed outside the counter to clean up the mess.

“Sorry for the inconvenience. I sincerely apologize. I didn’t mean to do it!” She keeps repeating herself, making your head hurt a little. After cleaning up her mess, you rose up and took something from your pocket. Wanda was puzzled. There was a tissue on your palm, which she grabbed from you with her brows furrowed. She looked at the tissue and saw a phone number.

She gave you a confused look as she peered up at you. You simply laughed, and she caught your gaze, which was gleaming. Wanda became aware of what was going on. “Can you tell me your name?” she questioned. “You can call me Y/N/N, but Love can do.” you said, winking at her.

[scarvien]

Art Gallery

Hello, maybe try to listen to An Art Gallery Could Never Be As Unique As You (https://youtu.be/BjHJjjlubmE) by mrld while reading this. Thank you very much!

Reminder: English is not my native language. Apologies for the grammatical errors if ever it has some.

Summary: wherein Reader is suppose to date Natasha but Wanda is the one who showed up instead

Relationship(s): Wanda x Fem!Reader

You were looking for a frock to wear on your “friendly” date with Natasha, your longtime best friend and crush. Only Wanda and her twin brother, Pietro, are aware of your admiration for Nat.

You’re having trouble deciding what to wear because you look excellent in every outfit. So, when you called Wanda to ask what dress would look best on you, she responded, “Blue. I like blue on you. “ Thankfully, she doesn’t see your flushed cheeks.

“Thank you, Wanda! I need to get dressed now or I’ll be late for my date.” You instantly stopped the line before Wanda could say anything. Meanwhile, Wanda was taken aback by the fact that you had forgotten to inform her about your date, so she questioned Pietro. “You’re so worried about her that it’s as if Natasha will bite her bottom!” he joked.

You felt your phone vibrate due to notifications, you grabbed it out of your purse and checked your messages. Wanda texted you, “Where’s your date and what exact time?” you gasped as you remembered you had forgotten to inform her about your date, despite the fact that it was simply a “friendly” date. You didn’t respond to her text because you assumed Wanda wouldn’t be bothered and that she knows you can handle yourself.

You’re in the art gallery where you and Natasha were supposed to be dating, but she texted you that she couldn’t come due to work issues, thus you understand and just said, “Don't worry, there’ll be another time!”

Your brows furrowed in confusion as she just replied, “I bet I can’t even say hello to you the next time!” You were about to type something when you were interrupted by someone tapping their hands on yours, so you shrugged it off.

“You couldn’t possibly find time for me, could you, Y/N?” When you heard Wanda, your best friend, speak, you leapt out of surprise. “How did you know I was here?” you asked Wanda as you faced her.

“I know a lot of methods, Y/N/N.” she responded as you rolled your eyes. “Would you like to go with me and look at the arts?” Wanda asked. “Are you genuinely here to look at the arts? Because you get bored pretty quickly whenever I talk about arts,” you ask, raising your brow. She immediately shakes her head, “I don’t recall getting bored listening to you! I couldn’t even.”

“All right, fine, now, can we go look at the arts? My feet hurt already!” Wanda sighed, “I told you a million times that you shouldn’t wear heels that much or that you should bring extra shoes and perhaps even slippers with you whenever you go somewhere; anyway, do you want to wear my shoes?” You just groaned and looked through the art.

Wanda has been following you. She knows she’ll become bored shortly, but since you’re there, why don’t she have a look at the actual art next to her? “I can see you’re not paying attention from my peripheral vision, Wanda! Keep your focus on the arts rather than on me, you weirdo.” She just laughed and said, “I just really appreciate real breathtaking gorgeous arts, Y/N.” Your cheeks flushed as you averted your gaze, presuming she was referring to you.

As time passed by, your feet got more painful, so you told Wanda, “I’m tired, my feet hurt very much!” She only gave you the “I told you so.” Look and nodded. “Will someone pick you up or none? Because I could drive you home only if you want to.”

‘Or maybe only if you insist,’ you murmured. She chuckled and winked at you, “Of course I do! You’re my date, right? It’s my obligation to bring you home safely.” Wanda, your so-called date, drove you home safely, but instead of returning home, she stays at your apartment since your cousin, Yelena, warned her that returning home in the middle of the night is dangerous. You were unsure, especially because you’d be sharing a bed with her.

Wanda awoke due to your sleep patterns. You have a tendency to overthink things. You don’t want to assume things with Wanda, but you can’t help yourself, especially because you’re already smiling every time you think about her.

You turned to Wanda’s side as you heard her say, “Penny for thoughts?” “Is that my favorite shirt?” you asked, furrowing your brows and grabbing it from her with both hands, causing you both to fall off the bed.

“What’s the matter with you? Why are you being so obnoxious?” You could hear her displeasure as she stood up from the fall and walked out, scratching your head as it landed on the table next your bed.

Wanda was being sweet to you, but you continued to be a thorn in her side. You were only doing those things to attempt to drive her away, and it may have caused you to cease feeling something towards her that you wouldn't want to feel with a best friend.

Wanda sensed that someone was attempting to touch her. It was you when she turned around. She grinned and returned her gaze to the skies. You’re both standing on your apartment’s rooftop. “The moon is beautiful isn’t it?” she asked, looking you in the eyes. You can see those eyes of jade, it’s magnetic.

“I’m sorry for being unpleasant. Instead of attempting to shove you away, I should’ve considered how you could be feeling. I’m not very good at apologizing but, please accept my apologies. It’s lacking, but I’ll make it up to you!” you expressed regret to Wanda.

“How about going to a botanical garden and looking at all the beautiful plants?” she suggested, and you immediately smiled and nodded. “So, when are you free?” she questioned. “Anytime you want!” you replied.

Wanda tenderly kissed your ring finger of your left hand. “We should probably rest, my favorite sight.” she murmured, chuckling as you placed your hands around her neck and kissed her passionately. Wanda kissed you back immediately.

[scarvien]

Online Games

Hey, kind of short drabble, just thought of writing this because I dreamt of Wanda last night.

Reminder : English is not my native language. Apologies for the grammatical errors if ever it has some.

Summary : wherein Reader is in love with her bestfriend, Wanda.

warnings : sad(ish), kind of fluff (?), cliché

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You got up early to message Wanda online, and you were so thrilled, especially after what had transpired the night before, that you both shared profoundly personal experiences and thoughts. Now you’re contacting her on your phone, and it’s taken an hour for her to respond,

Wanda: Hey, good morning!

You were delighted with what you read since she greeted you, which is unusual. Because of the notifications of her messages, your phone beeped once more.

Wanda: I’m bored :(

Wanda: Do you happen to know some games to play?

With your heart racing, you went online to look for Online Games to play with buddies, anticipating she’d join you because you’re bored too, but not while conversing with her. You were ready to message her after figuring out what to play, but you noticed the messages she sent that you didn’t see because your bubbles were off.

Wanda: I’m with Natasha

Wanda: We’re both bored so. .

Wanda: Have you found any games to play?

Your heart aches, and you take deep breaths to try to relieve the pain. So you started looking for games to play with your pals again, but just not online games. ‘How come you’re allowed to go to their house but not mine? When, in fact, my place is the easiest to go to and hers is a long way away,’ you thought.

Y/N: Would YOU Rather? LIKEs and Dislikes. TWO truths and a LIE.

Y/N: Sorry, some of the words were capitalized. I was typing quickly since I was in the middle of something.

Wanda: Are you with someone? Haha

Y/N: Uh yes. Fortunately, I bumped into Carol while buying some flowers. Would you like to say Hi to her?

Wanda: What are the flowers for, exactly? Is someone in your family deceased, or are you handing it to somebody? And, yeah, please greet her on my behalf.

Y/N: Yes, I’m giving Hope the bouquets since she deserves them! She assisted me in learning to cook.

Wanda: Oh wow, that is many. You should have asked me to help you instead. I’m not far away from your house.

Y/N: Okay, if there’s next time. Bye. Have fun. ( :

Wanda: Wait, can I call you?

Y/N: K

Your heart raced as you answered the phone, possibly because she was going to question you about the lies you just told.

“Hey, Y/N, I’m with Natasha.” she spoke over the screen, her voice was husky and tired, as if she had just completed a tough challenge.

“You messaged me about it earlier, so I know,” you began speaking, attempting to keep your tone cool. “What’s up? What made you call me?” you asked.

“She said yes!” your brows furrowed, puzzled of what’s going on, you can sense her joy in the way she delivered the three words., “What do you mean? What’s happening, Wanda?”

“Natasha is my girlfriend already, that’s what it means!” she chuckled. Your jaw tightened when you heard the redhead’s laughter.

“Nat’s here beside me, say Hi to her, detka.” you bit your shaky lip.

“Hey, I hope you're doing well, Y/N!” when you heard Natasha’s voice, you immediately hung up and tossed your phone wherever it landed.

“Are you okay?” your brother, Steve asked as you dashed upstairs but you simply nodded without looking at him, then proceeded to your room and shut the door immediately. You sobbed in your bed while embracing your favourite stuffed animal.

Your mind is racing with impulses, and you’re confused how to go about it. You remembered the times Wanda attempted to convince you to hang out with her and Natasha, but you simply shrugged since you never wanted to be with Natasha; you were jealous of her, but it didn’t mean you wished to throw her under the bus; you simply kind of ignore Wanda to avoid engaging with Natasha.

You heard footsteps approaching your room and attempting to open the door with keys. The person successfully opened your room as you stopped sobbing.

Steve watched you swaddled in a blanket. You unintentionally let out a strangled wail that seeped into the pillow, and this time you couldn’t stop yourself from bawling and just let your tears overflow.

He approached you and hugged you. On his shoulders, you sobbed. “I know you’re having a difficult time, and I can hear you. Don’t worry, I’ll be here for you whenever you need me,” he began, “Can you tell me what happened? How did it make you feel? Do you want anything to eat? Or would you rather rest?” Steve’s tone indicates his concerns.

“It’s as if my heart is full with neutron stars; it’s so heavy and impossible to bear. That somebody is suffocating me as well as drowning myself to death with thoughts inside my head. It’s difficult to convey, perhaps because I’m at a loss for words to express how I’m feeling at the moment, but thank you for being there.” you told him as your throat ached, wanting to shout till the pain fades away.

[scarvien]

Comfort

Hello, it's been a while since I've posted. I felt like writing a fanfic because I've been writing poems excessively, and my demons have returned to my mind, whispering things I don't want to hear, and I'm hoping that this would help me stop dreaming nightmares. This is all just a short drabble; I hope you don't mind! Thank you so much for all.

Reminder : English is not my native language. Apologies for the grammatical errors if ever it has some.

Summary : wherein Reader has been crying for days and Wanda is worried.

warnings : cussing, mentions of cuts, sad(ish), kind of fluff (?)

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Wanda spoke from the door, “Hey, look, I bought you donuts.” You’ve been in your room for 8 days, only coming out when you find anything to eat, and you’re trying to avoid everyone because you’ve been weeping your eyes out since Yelena ended things with you last week.

Wanda has been your best friend since high school, and she has seen you at your worst many times, but you never talk about important issues that are bothering you; instead, you avoid them and change the subject if you feel the conversation is heading in a direction you don’t want to go.

She decided to visit your house; fortunately, your parents were not present because they were on a business trip; you and your siblings, Kate and Peter, were the only ones present. She’s been contacting you for days, concerned about what’s going on with you, but she’s always been like way. Wanda continues to badger you as if you’re a 13-year-old adolescent who doesn't know how to perform household tasks.

“I’m worried about you; are you still alive? Please make a noise so I know you’re still breathing normally.” Her voice reflects her concerns, and she seems to appear to be willing to bargain anytime soon. As a result, you grabbed the mug from your table and tossed it across your room.

You grinned when you heard her squeal. “I’m not sure what that was, but Y/N, you shouldn’t have done that!” You heard her yell, but you merely sighed and rolled your eyes.

“Are you certain you don’t really want me much anymore?” You can picture her frown, and it immediately reminds you of Yelena, who likes frowning as well. “Go away, plea-“ your scream was cut short because of the scars you caused on your wrist ached.

She burst through the door as your tears started flowing. Wanda rushed over to you and embraced you. To calm you, she began kissing your forehead.

"I might not know exactly what’s going on with you, but I’ll always be right alongside you,” your tears broke down more. “Ready to listen to whatever the fuck you want to talk about,” she added, and you sobbed like a child.

“Please don’t leave me,” you spoke as she shook her head negatively. “This feels like heaven to me,” you added.

“As long as you don’t push me away, that really is.” she responded.

[scarvien]

Pizza

Drax: Do you want to eat pizza?

Mantis: Yes, of course!

Drax: Do you like pineapple on your pizza?

Mantis: Oh no, how about you?

Drax: I do.

Mantis: Why?

Drax: Because it’s healthy and delicious. How about you, what’s your reason?

Mantis: It begin to taste like veggie.

Drax: You don’t like veggie?

Mantis: I like them. .

Drax: Then, why?

Mantis: Pineapple is a fruit.

Drax: Oh

[scarvien]

Revenge Went Sideways

Hello, once again, I apologize for the grammatical flaws and lack of description because English is not my first language; I hope you all understand and enjoy reading; thank you hugely!

Summary : wherein Reader threw her slippers at Wanda causing for her to revenge

trigger warnings : cussing, attempt manslaughter (If there are any that you think may trigger someone, please let me know!)

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You were awakened by a noise emanating from your neighbor’s house. You got to your feet but tripped over your vibrator. As a result, you picked it up and hid it on the table next your bed. You decided to go to your neighbor’s house because the noise has gotten louder. Your displeasure grows as the volume increases.

You forgotten to put on your bra and pants as you rushed out Wanda’s doorway. You knock loudly on the door, and she opens it, astonished to see you, but instead of focusing on your face, she stares to your front and down part of your body. “What are you looking at?” you asked, your brow furrowed. Put your hands around your waist. “I didn’t expect you to look hot without a bra and pants,” she smirked, tilting her head to the right.

You took your slippers off your feet and hurled them on her, causing her face, particularly her eyes, to pain. “Fuck you and your entire family!” you said aggressively and you gave her the middle finger before sprinting back to your house.

Meanwhile, Wanda is enraged about what you did while smirking about what she plans to do in retaliation for what you did.

The next morning, Wanda is making a meal for you and has peanut butter, which you are allergic to. She went outside and noticed you slouching on your chair, reading a book. Wanda laughs at how unhealthy your situation is. When you noticed her staring at you, you dashed back to your house.

“Yoo-hoo!” she spoke as she passed through your residence and waited for you to step outside so she could get permission to enter your area. You decided to go outside when you had calmed down. You noticed her standing and waving while strangely smiling. “What do you need?” you mumbled.

“Huh?” Wanda’s face wrinkled. “I can’t get enough of you, honey!” You rolled your eyes and approached her, “What do you need?” As you said the word “need” your voice rose in pitch.

“Would you like to come over to my house? I don’t have somebody there who can eat breakfast with.” She attempted to act cute but failed. “Don’t you always have no one by your side?” Wanda rolled her eyes and grabbed your hands, dragging you to her house; you tried to get your hands away from her, but she was too strong.

You saw the breakfast and went straight to the table to eat it. She was taken aback by your behavior, and as a result, she laughed at you. “You didn’t tell me the food was good!” as you savor the meal.

You noticed nobody was laughing with her, so you laughed as well because of pity. You felt your body itching, so you scratched it, and your eyes were moist and irritated. You’re feeling sick and your stomach hurts. Wanda notices that you’re having trouble breathing.

“Hey, are you okay?” you screamed at her, heaving your chest, "What do you fucking think, Wanda?!” She flinched. “What exactly is in that food?!” you asked loudly. “Uh, peanut butter?” She ouches when you gripped her arm. “You already knew I'm allergic to it!” you tried yelling, but your throat felt as though walls were building inside it.

You were shocked when she kissed you and tried to breathe within you, and you knew exactly what she was up to, so you shoved her hard, “Call 911!” your eyes want to close but you try not to, you’re out of breath and trying to find something to cling on to.

You couldn’t handle it any longer, so you closed your eyes and quit looking for a breath of air. Wanda begins to panic and continues to yell on her phone, causing the ambulance to speed up. Fortunately, the ambulance arrived before you passed.

You awoke in a room full of white, and the light was very intense; you feared the things from above were already trying to get you, but Wanda jumped up, you chuckled, and she was amazed to see you still alive. “I was afraid I was going to die! My entire family would sue you for manslaughter!” you remarked jokingly. “You can’t die yet, Y/N!” she rolled her eyes “What a weirdo.” you heard her whisper. “Oh yeah! Because you can’t get enough of me,” and laughed, “I still hate you especially your noise and what you did to me today!” you added.

She kissed you swiftly and unexpectedly, and your eyes widened in shock, “Why would you do that?” you wondered, perplexed. “So, you’d stop talking, you’re such a noisy little oddball!” she pinched your nose, causing you to gasp, so you hit her hand to remove it from your nose. “That hurts! But a kiss would cure it...” she smirked as she stared at you sexily. “I would if I could get out of here, strange lady next door.” you say, rolling your eyes at her, and she just laughs at you.

[scarvien]

Smokes & Kisses

Hello, this is merely a short blurb, but I hope anyone reads it has a good time. This is considerably more fluff, and I apologize in advance for any grammatical faults. This has not yet been proofread. Please bear with me as English is not my native language. Thank you kindly.

Summary : wherein Wanda hates Reader smoking so that is why she grabs it from R, did not expect to end up with a heartful conversation.

trigger warning : cigarettes (If there are any that you think may trigger someone, please let me know!)

translation for the words you are possibly not familiar with : mahal ko (my love), iyobuv moya (my love)

* * *

You intended to smoke a cigarette, but Wanda took it from you and smoked it instead. “What the fudge?” your brow wrinkled. Wanda rolled her eyes in dismay. “I told you to stop smoking, but you won’t listen to me...” She never liked watching you smoke since Wanda fears you could die as a result of it.

“So, you’re the one who’ll smoke the cigar? Ha!” you chuckled, then turned to Wanda, coughed up a tiff due to smoking. Because it was her first-time smoking, you took the cigarette from her and tossed it in the nearest rubbish can before returning to the location where you both were sitting.

“Can I ask you a question, mahal ko?” You asked as she rested her head on your shoulder. You sensed her nod, “Why are you concerned about me? Particularly when it comes to smoking?” You questioned of her out of curiosity.

“How could I not? Iyobuv moya, you’re my better half. I can’t imagine living life to the fullest without you. If you’re going to die, I’ll be there with you.” What you heard made your heart melt. “I’m getting a little shy; I don’t know how to say I love you back. So. .”

You kissed her passionately, and she kissed you back; after that, you both stared at one other with admiration and sincerity in both eyes. Willing to walk through fire for the love you both have to avoid becoming lost but never being found again.