Summary: How do Wanda and Natasha react to finding out Y/N was a victim of Hydra?
Word count: 1.2k
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“When were you going to tell us you were experimented on by Hydra?”
“I don’t know, Wanda. There never seemed to be a right time.”
“Would’ve been nice if we had known before going to bed with you.”
“What’s the difference, Nat?”
“It’s like we slept with a stranger. We don’t even know you anymore.”
I blinked at them, pushing the tears back as the two women that meant everything to me looked at me as if I was a total stranger.
“I’m still the same person.”
“You’re not.” Nat insisted. “You lied to us.”
“I didn’t lie! I just … neglected to mention it.”
“What else did you neglect to mention?”
“I may have forgotten to tell you guys that I maybe have … some powers.”
Nat all but rolled her eyes and Wanda just continued to stare at me.
“What powers?”
“Not many!”
“What powers, Y/N?” Nat had clearly lost her patience.
“I’m strong and I can heal, okay?” I was ashamed of my past, of my powers, and being forced to out myself in front of my girlfriends was embarrassing.
“How strong?”
“I can hold my own against any of you.”
“Not without proper training.” Nat mumbled and I glared at her.
“Try me.”
“Okay, okay,” Wanda finally spoke, getting in between us before we started fighting right in front of her. “Y/N,” her voice was soft. “Why didn’t you just … tell us?”
“I was scared, okay? I was scared and ashamed.” I turned away from both women, my hands shaking with rage. “I hate what happened to me. I hate what they made me. I pushed down all my strength and all my abilities so I could just be normal.”
I turned back towards them, tears threatening to fall as I pleaded to them with my eyes.
“Is it such a crime to have wanted to put all that pain and torture behind me and just … pretend?”
Nat swallowed roughly as she listened to my words.
“You could’ve told us.”
“I couldn’t.” My voice broke. “I worked so hard to put all of that behind me. Telling you would’ve undone everything I did to be the person I am today.”
“But we told you who we were. That wasn’t fair of you, Y/N.”
“I know,” I turned to Wanda, hoping that at least she would understand me. “And I’m sorry. I just didn’t want either of you to think that I was some Hydra agent undercover or something.”
“And what if we do?”
“Do you?” I directed the question at Natasha, but then turned my attention to Wanda. “Do both of you really think I’m a Hydra agent? After everything I told you? After all we’ve been through?” I yelled, my chest heaving and my tears finally falling.
Wanda’s eyes shifted to the ground, but Nat continued to stare straight at me.
“Wouldn’t I have killed both of you already? Maybe while I was fucking you so hard you were screaming my name -”
Natasha’s fist collided with my face before I even had the chance to react. I barely flinched at the blow, even though she had used all her strength and channeled her anger into the hit. I sighed, knowing full well that I deserved it for how I spoke, but disappointed that she resorted to violence.
“Natasha!” Wanda cried, but I raised my hand up toward her, telling her it was okay.
“I deserved that.” I breathed, watching as the realization finally crossed her features that I had taken a hit from her and didn’t even take a step back. “I shouldn’t have brought that up, I’m sorry.”
“Y/N,” Wanda said my name softly, slowly approaching me. “I don’t think you’re with Hydra. I don’t think you have an evil bone in your body.” She took my face in her hands and looked deeply into my eyes. “You need to be honest with us from now on. No more secrets.”
I nodded, my eyes filling with tears once again at the softness of her voice. I thought she would’ve been angrier than Nat, but I guess she understood my desire to put it behind me to an extent.
“No more secrets. I’m sorry.”
“I know you are. It’s okay.”
Nat stood back and wordlessly watched us, still as the dead while Wanda comforted me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her, hugging me, and I watched Nat from over her shoulder. Her face was unreadable, blank, but I knew her well enough to know that she was mulling over everything that happened.
“They took me as a child,” I began, looking Nat directly in the eye. “I was tortured for years, injected with god knows what until I was finally able to escape.” I swallowed roughly, blinking away tears. “I can’t tell you how many of my bones were broken, how much of my body was destroyed just for it to repair itself within minutes and for the torture to start all over again because of it.”
“Y/N, you don’t have to …"
“I want to.” I gave Wanda a slight squeeze, letting her know it was okay, and continued. “I wasn’t the end goal. I was just a guinea pig. They were just going to use me until I finally died.” I scoffed. “Unfortunately for me, they made it almost impossible for me to die from anything other than natural causes.”
I sniffled softly and I felt Wanda’s arms tighten around me in support.
“I can’t even kill myself.”
“Y/N, don’t.” Wanda spoke against my neck and I could feel her own hot tears against my skin. “Don’t say that.”
“I tried.” I grabbed onto her, burying my face in the crook of her neck. “I tried to kill myself so many times, but I always wake up. I always wake up.”
I could sense Nat approach before I felt her arms around the both of us. Wanda was full on crying at this point and I was doing my best to hold and comfort her. As Nat embraced us both, and I could’ve sworn that I heard her crying too.
“I’m sorry, Y/N.”
I looked up at her, her eyes shining with tears. I leaned toward her and pressed my lips to hers and she responded in full, kissing me back while we held Wanda.
“I’m so sorry.” She whispered against my lips and I shook my head.
“Don’t apologize. I was the one who was wrong.”
“I was an idiot. I … hit you.”
“Which I deserved.”
“No, you didn’t. I lost myself.”
“It’s alright. I’m fine, see? Not even a scratch.” I tried to make light of it to try and make her feel better.
I knew it happened in a moment of passion and I truly did deserve it. I had deserved everything that happened to me. I knew that.
Before I could voice another thought, Wanda lifted her head up and kissed me, her lips trembling.
“I’m - I’m fine.” I breathed softly, her green eyes searching mine. “I’m fine, Wands. I promise.”
“I don’t want anything to come between us ever again.” Wanda’s voice was small and she sniffled softly.
“Nothing will. Ever. You two mean so much to me. More than you’ll ever know.”
Plot: Reader is a shy agent (think like Maria Hill in the avenger’s films) Wanda and Nat are CEO’s looking for a third to add in to their relationship. To this end they praise and flatter reader, loving how flustered she gets.
Thank you for responding, I've thought up a new concept, is this workable, thank you for responding and considering.
oo yes, did you want a fic/drabble/hcs for this request? I wasn't sure what you wanted but here's the mood board based on it
Can I request some funny/sexy headcanons for Wanda Maximoff X Maria Hill. Bonus if either one is pregnant.
for sure, it's been awhile since I wrote anything for them so this will be fun.
Wanda had been terrified of Maria when she first joined shield
When Wanda found out that Maria had dubbed her "the weird girl" deep into their relationship, she'd decided to show her just how weird her powers could get
which meant some powered sex
As the deputy director of shield, Maria takes on alot of responsibility, and stress which is why her way of relaxing is letting Wanda take all of the control.
Maria loves to be marked and collared
she has the prettiest collar
Maria got so much hell from Nat when she found out about their dynamic
They took especial comfort in eachother after endgame
Natasha is daddy and Wanda is mommy. Reader is baby.
Natasha and Wanda do their best to keep work out of the home, but sometimes it’s unavoidable, and reader gets dragged into Avengers business.
They’re both very adamant that reader wouldn’t be involved with any superhero-ing, but they’re a very headstrong person and when something happens to their lovers, they’re right there in the thick of it.
Reader has had to patch them both up numerous times, which always leads to someone receiving orgasms and lots of kisses.
Natasha will fuck reader no matter the time, day, place, whatever. If she’s in the mood, she’ll take them.
Wanda likes to be a bit more romantic with reader, giving them bubble baths, massages, and lots and lots of foreplay.
They love to fuck reader at the same time, usually with Wanda fucking their mouth and Natasha fucking whatever hole she can get her hands on. But they often take turns, using reader like a toy.
Wanda loves using her magic on reader and even Natasha at times, controlling both of their pleasures and even, sometimes, pain.
Natasha gets subby for Wanda and only for Wanda. Wanda will fuck Natasha’s throat and call her a good girl while reader watches, bound by her magic with a vibe in their holes.
Wanda is the nurturing partner, while Natasha is the strict partner. Reader still has a lot to learn when it comes to them, and they love getting lessons.
Wanda loves leaving marks on her partners, whether it be handprints, bite marks, or dark hickeys. She loves staking her claim.
Natasha is a spontaneous lover. She’ll fuck either of her partners anywhere, especially loving to fuck Wanda against a window where people can see her cumming over and over again for daddy.
Natasha often wakes reader with some kind of pleasure, and Wanda gets woken up by the moans and cries of her lover.
Some days it’s Wanda who gets fucked early in the morning and reader has to lay and watch and not touch themselves. It’s a struggle for them.
Natasha often has Wanda fuck reader for her own viewing pleasure, touching herself as they both get off because of each other.
Punishment is common and often in their house. Reader gets punished for nearly anything because Natasha loves punishing them. Wanda is a big fan of it too, but not as much as Nat.
Wanda punishes with orgasm denial, overstimulation, and sensory deprivation.
Natasha punishes with spankings, moderate pet play, and lots and lots of fucking. She’ll fuck reader until they pass out and continue to use them until they wake up again.
Overall, the duo is very loving and caring with reader.
Reader enjoys being a little brat at times though, for reasons.
Pairing: Fem Reader X vampire Wanda Maximoff/ vampire Natasha Romanoff
Story type: Smut/Fluff
Plot: Wanda and Natasha take the reader on a date to the aquarium, spend a sweet day together before going home and collapsing into bed, unable to keep their hands off of each other.
Prompt: “Your scent drives me crazy.”
Vampire Au
Insatiable | Vampire!WandaNat
Pairing: Vampire!Wanda x Vampire!Nat x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut, slight dubcon, strap use 18+
Word Count: 2,935
AN: Thank you for the request! This is my first time writing WandaNat so I hope I did okay. Enjoy!
“Wake up, pretty girl.”
I shifted slightly, my back pressing into the body laying behind me. I felt their arms wrap tighter around my middle, pulling me against their front. The person in front of me stroked my face gently and I leaned into their touch, their cool hand comforting and loving against my skin.
“It’s time to wake up.”
“No, Wanda,” I whined softly, turning over and burying my face in Natasha’s chest. “I don’t wanna get up.” My voice was muffled by Nat’s breasts.
“We’re going out tonight, remember? We promised we’d take you out on a date.”
“Hmm, if she doesn’t want to get up, I’m fine with staying in tonight.” Nat purred, her hands sliding down my back to grab at my ass.
“No, I wanna.” I said, gasping softly as Nat groped at me.
“Natasha, we’ll play with Y/N when we get home.”
Her fingers slipped between my legs and gently stroked my sex. I mewled softly, my back arching as she touched me. Natasha growled against my neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin there as she continued to touch me.
“Wanda,” she growled, her eyes flickering to the other woman. “Don’t you want to fuck her now? Just smell her.” She took a deep breath and sighed. “She smells so good.”
“She does.” Wanda agreed, leaning her body towards mine and running her hand up my hip, pressing her lips to the other side of my neck.
“Wait,” I cried out, my hips bucking into Natasha’s hand. “I wanna go out.”
“When we’re done with you, pet.” Natasha said against my throat, her fingers deep inside me, fucking me slowly.
Wanda’s teeth slipped into my neck and I let out a whine, tears springing to my eyes as I felt my orgasm approaching. Nat’s other hand trailed down to find my clit, rubbing it with a hungry fervor.
I gripped at Natasha’s shoulders as I came against her strong fingers, her own teeth dipping into the sensitive skin of my neck to taste my climax.
Both vampires purred as they fed from me, Wanda’s needy hands grabbing at me and Nat’s powerful fingers still pumping into me, prolonging my orgasm.
I felt faint as I came down from my high. Wanda finished feeding first and nuzzled against me, purring like a happy kitten. Natasha continued to feed greedily, and I tapped on her shoulder in surrender.
“Sorry, moya lyubov.” She whispered against my neck, licking the wound she inflicted. “We’ll get you some food before we leave.”
“Mm, food.” I smiled, resting my head against Nat’s shoulder as both vampires fondled me.
“We’ll take care of you, detka.” Wanda finally spoke, her hands cupping my breasts, twisting and pulling at my nipples mindlessly.
“I wanna go out.” I whined softly and I heard Wanda chuckle behind me.
“Soon,” she kissed my neck. “You need to eat something first.”
“You?” I pushed my ass back into her front and she growled against my neck.
“No, love. Not now.”
Wanda pulled away from me and got up from the bed, stretching languidly before leaving the room, presumably to go to the kitchen to get some food.
Nat’s fingers started moving again, her lips attached to my neck as she touched me lazily.
“Natty, we gotta get up.” I moaned softly, my hips grinding down into her hand.
“Mhm, we sure do.” She spoke against my skin, licking and nipping at me.
“Nat.” I pushed against her weakly, trying to gain a semblance of control.
She grabbed both of my hands with one of hers and pinned them above my head, leaving me helpless and open to her.
She palmed my clit as she pumped her fingers into me and I moaned, my hips rolling against her hand.
She brought her head down to catch a hardened nipple in her mouth, her teeth barely breaking the skin along my areola.
I groaned softly as she sucked the tiny droplets of blood off of my breast, my hips wriggling as she fucked me hard and deep.
“Nat …” I whimpered, my orgasm quickly approaching.
“Cum for me, pretty baby. Cum for me.”
I squeezed my eyes tight and came at her words, her fingers curling upwards, drawing my high out. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, Natasha’s lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss.
“Natasha, can’t you control yourself for one minute?” Wanda asked, laughter in her voice as she brought in a sandwich, cookies, and juice for me.
“Not when it comes to her.” Her accent came out, thick and sexy. “Not when she smells the way she does.”
“Let her go so she can eat.”
Reluctantly, she let me go, and I wrapped my arms around her neck, catching her lips in a bruising kiss. Wanda stood watching, a quiet huff coming from her at the sight of us.
“And where’s my thank you for bringing you food?” She teased and I turned to look at her, my eyes droopy and my smile loopy with lust and blood loss.
I crawled over to the edge of the bed where she was standing and attempted to pull down her pants.
“Woah!” She cried, putting the food and juice down on the nightstand and grabbing my hands. “There’s time for that later. I was really just expecting a kiss.”
I smiled up at her and pulled her down towards me, capturing her lips with my own. She moaned into my mouth and I couldn’t help but feel powerful bringing such a dangerous monster to her knees like I often did.
“Okay,” she spoke against my lips, giving me a quick peck before continuing. “Eat up so we can go on our date.”
“Where are we going?” I asked as I grabbed the sandwich and took a big bite out of it.
“It’s a surprise.” Wanda said before Natasha could speak. “But, it’s someplace you’ve been wanting to go to.”
“Vegas?!” I asked excitedly and she shook her head.
“No, not quite. Think more watery.”
“Watery?” I questioned and tried to think. “It’s too late to go fishing … the aquarium! Are we going to the aquarium?”
Wanda pretended to think for a moment before nodding and Natasha slid up behind me, pressing kisses to my shoulder as I ate.
“You are insatiable.” I laughed and she nodded against me.
“When it comes to you two? Definitely.” I raised my eyes to look at Wanda and I could’ve almost sworn I saw her blush.
“Keep it in your pants long enough for us to get out, Nat.”
“But, wait, the aquarium isn’t open this late.” I said as I chewed the last of my sandwich.
“It is for us.” Nat said with a smirk and Wanda smiled down at me.
“Don’t worry, dove. We’ve got everything taken care of.”
She pressed a kiss to my crown and I couldn’t help but smile, feeling warm and squishy inside. My girlfriends were so good to me.
“Now, get ready. We have a long night ahead of us.”
•
Natasha broke us into the aquarium.
It was dark and quiet, the fish unbothered by our presence. Wanda held my hand as Natasha walked behind us, seemingly on guard despite the fact that the place was absolutely empty.
“Tasha, come here and hold my hand.” I called to her, holding out my hand and wiggling my fingers at her.
She looked from my hand to my face and gave in, taking my hand and falling into step with us.
“Look at the pretty fish.” I said, letting go of Wanda’s hand and pointing up at the display. “You’re missing all of this by watching out for danger.”
“One of us has to.” She shot Wanda a look that she ignored.
“I am not worried, dorogoy. We can handle any guards on duty.”
She took my hand again and I smiled up at her.
“C’mon, let’s go look at the stingrays.”
I led them both to the display not far from the tropical fish, letting go of their hands and bending down to touch the rays.
I could feel my skirt rise up as I bent over, smirking to myself as I knew one of the girls would take notice and act on it. As I touched one of the stingrays that swam by, I felt someone grab my hips, pressing themselves against me.
“Natasha. Not in front of the fish.” Wanda said with a smirk and I looked over my shoulder to see Nat pressed up against me, her canines elongated in arousal.
“Nat,” I giggled, wiggling my ass against her. “Not now. We’re in public.”
“There’s no one around.” She growled, inhaling my scent deeply as she rocked her hips against my own.
I grabbed the edge of the display, trying not to grind myself back into her and egg her on. We were supposed to be out on a date. I looked back at Wanda to see her biting her lip as she watched us.
“Like what you see, Wands?”
“Mm, yes, malyshka. I love when Natasha uses you.”
I sighed at her words, swallowing roughly as Nat dug her nails into my hips.
“S-stop, Nat.” I blushed, using one of my hands to push her away.
She ignored me and groaned, humping me in front of Wanda.
“Natalia.” Wanda stepped up next to us and Nat stopped moving.
She released me and stepped back and Wanda smirked at her as she walked to the other side of the display. Wanda had an odd power over Natasha despite how in control and dominant Nat was.
I watched their interaction, forever confused as to why Natasha responded to Wanda like that. I never had the courage to ask either of them what the reason was.
Wanda walked up to me and fixed my skirt, pulling it down and giving my ass a pat.
“Come, Y/N. Let’s go look at the sharks.”
“Yes!” I cheered, taking Wanda’s hand and walking towards the shark tanks.
Natasha followed us, finally catching up once we got to the display. She came to stand next to me, wrapping her arm around my waist and looking up at the tiger sharks that swam by.
“I love sharks.” I said as I watched them with amazement. “But, not as much as you two.”
“You better not love sharks more than us.” Nat teased and I giggled, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“I love you both more than anything.”
“I love you, moya lyubov.” Wanda said, kissing the side of my head.
“Yes, I love you too.” Natasha said softly, not the most comfortable with expressing herself.
“Thank you.” I whispered, smiling up at the more bashful girl. “Let’s go look at all the fish.”
I took her hand as we walked through the aquarium, admiring my girlfriends while they admired the fish. I knew this night was for me, but I couldn’t help but stare at the girls as they watched the fish swim around in wonder.
They were both beautiful, majestic, powerful - and they were obsessed with me. I had two vampires that wanted nothing more than to fuck me every hour of every day. I was a lucky girl.
“Where are you, malyshka?” Wanda asked me softly as the turtles swam by.
“I’m right here. I’m just thinking about you and Nat.”
I looked over at the other woman, watching as she stared in amazement at the turtles. She looked so innocent, which was definitely different than what she usually looked like. My heart swelled with love for her, and for Wanda for being so caring.
I turned in Wanda’s embrace and wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her close and kissing her hard. She was startled at first, but responded quickly, grabbing at me and holding me close.
“I’m ready to go home.”
•
Wanda and I were in the backseat of the car, making out like two teenagers, as Natasha drove, her knuckles white as she gripped the steering wheel with all of her strength.
“Your scent drives me crazy, malyshka.” Wanda growled at me, her canines pricking my lower lip.
Tiny droplets of blood started to bead up on my lip that she wasted no time in licking up, sucking on me as her hands gripped at my ass from under my skirt.
“Ahh, Wanda.” I whimpered, grinding myself down onto her thigh.
“Yes, baby, tell me what you need.”
“You. Ahh … Natty …”
Natasha would’ve crashed the car if she hadn’t already parked in front of our house. She got out of the car and opened the back door for us, which we all but ignored.
“Let’s go.” She snarled and my pussy throbbed at the sound of her voice.
I detached myself from Wanda, my lips puffy and red from our bloody kisses, and got out of the car, Wanda following behind me.
Natasha was first to enter the house and Wanda was the last, closing and locking the door behind us before joining Nat and I in the bedroom.
Nat had our clothes off before I could even blink, and I watched Wanda walk into the room from my bent over position on the bed. I felt exposed and open as she bent down in front of me, eating me out from behind. I grabbed hold of the blankets and cried out, losing sight of Wanda as she walked behind us.
“W-Wanda,” I moaned, trying to push myself up off the bed to look for her, but Nat pushed me back down, grabbing both my hands with hers and pressed me into the bed. “Wands.”
“I’m here, moya lyubov.” She cooed, coming to kneel in front of me on the bed, strap firmly attached to her hips.
She grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head up, adjusting the cock at my lips. I cried out in frustration, from not being able to touch either of them and not being allowed to cum, as Natasha was merely playing with me, and Wanda took that opportunity to slip the cock into my mouth.
“Yes, good girl.” She hissed as it hit the back of my throat.
I gagged slightly, my eyes squeezing closed as I got used to the strap in my mouth. It felt longer and thicker than the one we usually used. Wanda began pumping in and out of my mouth, moaning as I took her completely.
I wriggled against Nat as she continued to lap at me and Wanda reached down with her free hand and slapped my ass. I cried out, muffled by the cock, and tried to pull my hands free to no avail. All I wanted to do was touch them.
When Natasha finally touched my clit, I jerked, my hips frantically thrusting against her strong tongue. Wanda gripped my hair tighter and bit her lip as she looked down at me, her hips rolling into my face.
I tried to speak as my first orgasm washed over me, only moans of passion slipped past my lips as I came against Natasha’s lips and tongue. Wanda was soon to come after, her hips jerking as she came against my face.
She slipped the cock out of my mouth and released my hair. Nat took this opportunity to flip me over, my legs spread wide for her to devour.
“Please,” I begged, looking from Nat to Wanda. “Please fuck me.”
Natasha looked at Wanda and shrugged, switching places with her. Wanda stood between my legs, slapping the dick along my slit before sliding it against my folds, getting it slick with my juices and slipping it inside me.
Before I could moan, Natasha sat on my face and I instantly began lapping up her glistening wetness that had begun to drip down her thighs. I nearly suffocated myself as I buried my face between her legs, sucking and licking at her throbbing clit.
Wanda pounded into me, holding my legs against her so I couldn’t move. I grabbed Nat’s thighs and she took my hands and pinned them to the bed. She rode my face like her life depended on it, her hips rocking and body bouncing on top of me. She was close, I could feel her walls closing around my tongue, so I concentrated all of my efforts on her throbby clit and she came all over my face.
“Fuck, Y/N!” She cried, rolling off of me once she came down from her high.
She watched as Wanda fucked me and she smiled, licking her lips as she grabbed my hands once again, keeping me pinned to the bed.
“Wanda!” I cried, finally able to speak. “Oh, fuck.” I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching as she fucked me within an inch of my life.
She leaned down against me and bit my healing neck and I came all over her cock.
“Yes, moya lyubov, cum for mommy.”
I cried out her name, my pussy milking her as I came again. I was breathless as they both let me go, crawling into the bed with me and cuddling up beside me.
“You did so good, malyshka.” Wanda praised me and I hummed in response.
“Do you have another in you?” Nat asked and I shook my head as her hand came to lay on my chest, playing lazily with one of my nipples.
“I’m sleepy.” I said softly and they both nodded, curling up next to me, their faces nuzzling my neck.
If you are still taking requests, I'd like to request this.
Elizabeth Olsen X Fem Reader
Fluff or smut?: A mix of both
Plot: Female reader is a biker, (Not a gang member) crashes the bike one day while out on a ride. Elizabeth hears about this and meets the reader at the hospital. AU because It’d be cool to see a twist like this. Reader comes through fine with a few injuries and Elizabeth insists on reader staying with her while they recover, eventually finding out that Reader is autistic and struggles with sensory issues (Light, sound, touch and so on) Elizabeth realizes she is in love with reader and decides to make her apartment more autistic friendly so as to make reader comfortable.
AU or Canon: AU
Take It Easy | Elizabeth Olsen
Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1,842
Warnings: Talk of injury, smut. 18+
Genre: Whump/comfort, fluff, smut.
AN: Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it!
“Y/N!” She rushed over to my bedside and took my hand gingerly, bringing it up to her face and pressing it to her cheek. “What happened?”
“Some … asshole hit me.” The look of worry in her eyes made me wonder how badly I really looked. “I’m fine.”
“You’re not ‘fine’ - you got hit by a car!”
I flinched at her voice and she took notice, her gaze softening and her body attempting to relax.
“I’m sorry, it’s just …” I heard her sniffle and I looked up into her eyes, surprised to see them glossy with unshed tears. “This could’ve ended so much worse.”
“I know,” I squeezed her hand and she smiled slightly. “But, really, I’m okay. Just shaken up.”
“I’d like to give that asshole a piece of my mind.” Her attention began to shift and I squeezed her hand again.
“Hey, stay with me, Liz. The last thing we need is you going to jail for assault.”
She returned her attention to me and sighed, nodding in agreement. She grabbed the chair next to the bed and pulled it up beside me, sitting as close as she possibly could all the while still holding my hand.
“Nothing is even broken. I’m just bruised up.”
“And you’ve got one hell of a cut on your head.”
“Do I?” I reached up with my free hand and she took hold of it, shaking her head.
“Don’t touch it. It’s covered. The doctor told me about it when I came in.”
“Oh.” I sighed, looking down at our entwined hands. “Is my head okay?”
“Your thick noggin is fine.” She chuckled softly. “You’re gonna have a nasty headache if you don’t already.”
“I don’t feel much of anything if I’m being honest.”
“It’s adrenaline. But, once it wears off …”
“Yeah, I know; a one way ticket to painsville.”
She nodded slightly, her fingers rubbing circles on the back of my hand.
“The doctor said you should stay with someone while you’re healing.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but she gave me a look of taking no bullshit and my jaw snapped shut.
“I want you to stay with me for a while.”
“I can take care of myself.” I mumbled.
“I know that, but I want to take care of you. Just until the doctor says you’re better.”
“But, there’s nothing wrong with me.” I tried to sit up and was hit with dizzying nausea, which Lizzie took notice of right away. “Okay, maybe there is.”
“Lay back down.” She pushed me down gently and I laid down without complaint, sighing in defeat. “It’ll only be for a few days. A week tops.”
I looked up at her, knowing I wasn’t going to win this no matter how hard I fought. How bad could it be staying with my best friend for a week? My best friend that I was in love with.
“Okay.” I finally gave in.
She smiled, a lone tear sliding down her cheek from the corner of her eye.
“Don’t cry.” I whispered, feeling very helpless at the moment.
“I’m not crying.” She said, sniffling softly.
“Yeah, and I’m not in a hospital bed.” I tried to joke and she let out a tearful laugh, a few more strays slipping past her eyelashes. “I’m sorry.”
“I know,” she brushed her tears away and tried to smile. “You’re just being you, it’s okay. I’m glad you’re still feeling like yourself.”
“For now.”
“For now.” She agreed. “Let’s see what tomorrow brings.”
•
“Kill me.” I groaned as I lay in Lizzie’s bed, my whole body in the worst pain I’ve ever experienced.
“Yeah, I saw that coming.” She said as she entered the room with a glass of water and a bottle of pills.
She shook the bottle and I covered my ears, the noise too loud for my aching brain.
“Sorry. Here, take two.”
“Tylenol? Nothing stronger?”
“You don’t need anything stronger. You’re just being dramatic.”
“I was hit by a car.” I reminded her.
“Honey,” she placed the glass down and sat next to me on the bed. “I know you were hit by a car, but the doctor said two Tylenol every four to six hours. And we’re going to follow the doctor's orders.”
I grumbled under my breath and stuck out my hand. She tipped the bottle into my palm and let two fall out, closing and placing it next to the glass of water on the nightstand. I huffed as I took the glass, popping the pills in my mouth and washing it down with the water.
“Trust me,” she said as she sat next to me, brushing my hair out of my face gently so as to not disturb the cut on my head. “I’m gonna do everything I can to make sure you feel better.”
“Thanks, Lizzie.” I said softly, sadly tracing imaginary patterns in the bedsheet.
“Don’t look so glum. In a few days you’ll be able to do things normally and then you’ll be going home.”
“Yeah.” I couldn’t hide my disappointment. As much as I hadn’t wanted to become a burden on her, I enjoyed staying with her.
“You wanna watch something?”
I shook my head and she sighed, taking my hand. I pulled her hand into my lap and played with her fingers, letting my mind wander as she sat and kept me company.
“We don’t have to do anything.” She said softly and I looked up at her. “We can just hang out.”
“Yeah.” I gave her a crooked smile. “I’d like that.”
•
After the doctor had given me the okay to go back to my normal activities, I helped Lizzie out around the house, wanting to pull my weight. She refused at first, but I insisted, and finally she let me do the dishes and help out with dinner.
My head was much better, and the aching in my body was nearly gone. I just wanted things to go back to normal. At the same time, living a cutesy, domestic life with Lizzie was everything I dreamed it could be, and there was a selfish part of me that didn’t want this to end.
The longer I stayed with her, the more things changed around her house. I noticed that some flowers she had in the dining room were now sitting out on the balcony, the light in the hall was no longer put on, and the old, scratchy blanket was taken from my side of the couch and replaced with a soft, comfy one.
My side of the couch. I liked the sound of that. But, why had things been changing? These little things were almost unnoticeable, but I noticed because those things used to bother me before. I never would’ve said anything to Lizzie, but she seemed to pick up on my discomfort and acted on it. I couldn’t lie and say my heart didn’t swell with love for her at the thought.
“Hey, Lizzie?”
“Hm?” She hummed softly, her fingers lazily tangled in my hair.
“What happened to those flowers you had on the table?” I played dumb.
“I put them outside.”
“Why?”
“I noticed you didn’t like the smell. You’re very sensitive to smell, you know.”
I blinked a few times, trying to process what she said.
“And why don’t you use the light in the hallway any more?”
“It hurts your eyes.” She said as she played with my tousled locks.
“And -”
“Y/N.” She interrupted me, gently lifting my chin so I would look up at her. “You’re here with me, so I’m making your stay as comfortable as possible. I’m gonna change the lightbulb in the hallway so it’s not so harsh.”
“You don’t have to do that.” I mumbled softly and she smiled down at me.
“Of course I do. I want you to be happy here.”
“Thank you.” I snuggled closer to her and she pressed a kiss to the uninjured portion of my forehead.
“Of course. I love you.”
My heart stopped at her words and it was obvious she had realized what she said a little too late. You could cut the silence between us with a knife.
“Y/N …” she started and I spoke without thinking.
“I love you too.”
“Yeah?” She asked softly and I nodded, inching closer to her.
“Yeah.”
She leaned forward and brushed her lips against mine, gently at first, before growing bolder and letting her tongue clash with my own.
Oh, god, how I dreamt of this moment. She tasted like strawberries and vanilla and I couldn’t get enough of her. She pressed me into the couch and I let her take control of me, knowing for a fact that she wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.
“Is this okay?” She asked as her fingers played with the waistband of my pants. “We can wait if you’re not ready.”
“I’ve been ready since I met you. I’ve always been in love with you.”
She smiled down at me and I raised my hips towards her, letting her pull down my pants and panties in one fell swoop. She giggled against my lips as our tongues and teeth clumsily clashed, our eager kisses becoming sloppy as her hands explored my body.
“We’ll have to take it easy.” She whispered, a mischievous look in her eye. “Which means you’re going to lay back,” she bit her lip and smiled. “And enjoy yourself.”
I blinked at her, a smile creeping across my features as she slid down my body, pressing wet, open mouthed kisses to my belly as she made her way between my legs.
“You’re so pretty.” She whispered softly, her fingers parting my soaked folds so she could see every inch of me.
“Lizzie,” I whined, covering my face with my arm. “Stop it.”
“No,” she kissed me and I nearly saw stars. “You’re perfect.”
I removed my arm from my face and looked down at her, her golden locks splayed across my lower abdomen, her emerald eyes looking up at me from under her eyelashes as she sucked my clit into her eager mouth.
A slew of obscenities fell from my lips as her tongue slipped delicately inside of me, touching me in ways I never dreamed possible.
“Lizzie,” I moaned, running my fingers through her hair as she ate me out. “Oh, fuck, yeah, right there, Lizzie. Fuck.”
She brought her free hand up to meet mine, lacing our fingers together as her strong tongue continued to lap at my wetness. My hips raised towards her as the coil in my belly tightened, my legs beginning to shake as my orgasm quickly approached.
I let out a whimper, a soft sound, before crying out her name breathlessly, cumming all over her mouth and chin. She didn’t let a drop go to waste, her tongue licking and lips sucking as she cleaned up the mess I made.
“When you feel better,” she breathed, smiling up at me. “We can do so much more.”
Athlete reader ( jock, super fit boxer) x wanda maximoff headcanons please. A mix of fluffy and non fluffy topics please. Can be about their relationship with each other as well as how they deal with others. Topic ideas... dog or cat, winter or summer, favourite quirk about the other, nicknames for partner, favourite body part on themselves and partner, what gets them hot under the collar, how they react to seeing their partner tease them. Can i request this please?
Athlete!Reader x Wanda Maximoff headcanons;
They love the summer because that’s when they can go out running or swimming or just be generally active. Wanda loves all of the seasons for all different reasons; summer because she gets to be active with Y/N (or just watch them be active) and she can’t deny that she stares at them while they work out under the hot sun, spring because all of the flowers are blooming, fall because she’s a big fan of Halloween, and winter because she gets to cuddle up with Y/N by the fire and drink hot cocoa when it’s cold.
Y/N prefers dogs over cats but since Wanda is a cat lover, they’re more used to living with cats.
Everything about Wanda is lovable, but they especially love all her little scars and beauty marks. When they’re intimate, they take special time out to kiss each and every individual one. Wanda loves every inch of Y/N, but especially their hands; strong yet soft.
Once Wanda starts teasing them, either playfully or sexually, they turn bright red and start tripping over their own words. Wanda loves it.
They seem very dominant, but all Wanda has to do is look at them a certain way, and she’s got them like putty in her hands.
They actively encourage Wanda to use her magic in everyday life, despite her fear that she’ll hurt them or others with it. It’s a part of her, so they’re trying to teach her to love all of herself as much as they do.
Both of them love when Y/N picks Wanda up. They’ll throw her over their shoulder and playfully smack her ass and she’ll squeal for them to let her down, but she loves it. Sometimes she even gets piggyback rides through the park when she starts getting tired and Y/N is still going.
They’re both big on praise - both giving and receiving.
Wanda loves cooking Y/N healthy meals. She’s always making them smoothies and preparing trays of fruits and veggies to snack on.
Even though she barely understands them, Wanda loves listening to Y/N go on and on about whatever sport they’re currently obsessed with. When they watch sports together, they try to explain what’s going on, but Wanda is just listening to their voice.
They fuck Wanda while wearing their jersey so that every time Wanda sees them on the field she’s already hot and bothered. Not that she isn’t already since she’s always turned on when she sees them.
Once they fucked in the locker room before a game and it became a ritual for them. Now before every game, they get there early to fuck for good luck.
Wanda is always calling them names in her native language, but Y/N calls her 'Wands' or uses affectionate terms like 'baby'. They're determined to learn Sokovian but they're just not very good at it.
Y/N loves the way Wanda's hands and fingers move when she uses her magic. They're absolutely entranced every time she does her wiggly woos.
I love that mood board. It's very impressive. Thank you. I'd like a fic and head canons for the idea, both would be good, but a fic would be preferred. Thank you friend, we appreciate it.
so sorry this is late, if i have time ill definitely turn it into a fic! i was hoping to finish the hcs i started for this but i've been stuck on it so i might just skip to the fic for now? x
