Warnings: bisexual reader. Fluff - well my poor attempt at it.
A/N: I’m so sorry this is terrible it’s been sitting in my drafts for ages now so…yeah. Also this was the first thing I ever wrote for Wanda.
Translation: kotenok - kitten
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Nat was the first and only person who knew of your feelings for the other female on the team, she didn’t judge you for your feelings. She didn’t once judge you for being confused about your sexuality - you dated guys, you were attracted to guys, you thought women were beautiful but nothing more, nothing less.
Then you met Wanda.
The attraction you felt for her was strong and confusing to you but it was a comfortable kind of confusion. You felt at home whenever you was near her, felt safe, finally felt content.
Nat bless her heart tried to get you to confess your feelings and just as she was about to give up, you agreed that it was time.
Even if it did blow up in your face.
“I’m nervous Nat” Nervous was a complete understatement.
“Why? It’s Wanda, just tell her kotenok”
“Easier said than done! What if she doesn’t feel the same way? Then I’ve messed up our friendship all because I was reading way more into our conversations or-or-“
“Kotenok breath! I’m 99.9% sure she feels the same way, she probably nervous too”
“Only 99.9%? That’s not great Natty”
“Shut up and stop pulling on your sleeves”
“I’m not doing it, I’m sure I’ve just been reading into it, hoping that she’d feel the same and-and I’m pretty sure she’s dating Vision so…”
“Y/n she’s not dating Vision - hey look at me - you can do this. And if, if she doesn’t feel the same me and you can buy lots of snacks, cuddle up in bed and watch movies okay?”
“Okay okay I can do this! I’m doing it. Wish me luck”
Chuckling “You don’t need luck”
Knocking on Wanda’s door, you fidgeted on the spot. You were seconds away from doing a runner when the door opened.
“Hey Y/n”
“Hi Wand”
“You... are you alright?”
“Huh? Yeah I’m fine... I was just walking past and I thought ‘I haven’t seen Wanda today’ so here I am” Giving her a tight lipped smile you mentally slap yourself for being so awkward.
Chuckling “That’s fine, you want to come in?”
“Yeah sure, thank you”
Her room always smelled of lavender with a hint of honey, like every time you was in here you felt at peace. You were about to sit down on the egg chair she had when she stopped you.
“Sit on the bed, I won’t bite”
“I-Wanda I actually wanted to ask you something”
“You know you can ask me anything” Smiling at you she sits next to you.
“W-would yo-you maybe go-“
“Can I kiss you?”
“What?”
“Can I kiss you Y/n/n?”
“Yes”
The kiss was incredible. There should have been fireworks going off in the background kind of kiss.
Pulling away from her wasn’t something you wanted to do but needed.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” Wanda asks in a shy voice.
Right answers, Wrong questions - Wanda x Reader - Part Two
Summary: The one where you and Wanda are part of the trivia team, and have hated each other since first grade. Or, enemies to lovers in high school (again). / Requested by @abimess
Warnings: (16+), Bottom!Reader, Jealous Wanda (she's also kind of mean? so hot),reader is a total dork, emo wanda, mentions of trauma and familiar toxic environments, minors drinking, kissing, teasing, a lot of cursing.
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Chapter Two - Small Misunderstandings
Thursday is a strange day for you.
You were late because you went to Tony's house after school, and your movie marathons always took longer than planned.
This resulted in you both falling asleep late in his living room, and not listening to the alarm. At least Tony had a car.
The problem actually starts there.
Arriving at school in Tony's car, with his jacket on because you didn't bring one, and with him with his arm around your shoulders, just because he was saying something sarcastic in your ear, gave the impression of something very different to your classmates.
"Dude, I don't like this." You mutter as you realize the curious stares you were receiving as soon as you two entered the main building. Tony on the other hand loves the attention. But seeing your expression, he put a little distance between you both.
"Hey, relax, this school loves gossip but it's no biggie." He tries to reassure you. But his own relaxed posture ends when Pepper Potts approaches you two next, looking quite enraged.
"I should have known you weren't worth my time, Stark." She spoke before slapping the boy right across the face.
The school erupted in a buzz. You opened your mouth in surprise, and Tony rubbed his face, ready to defend himself, but Pepper was already leaving.
"I'll talk to you later, Y/N." He said before walking off after Pepper to explain himself.
Hyper Aware of the hallway watching you, you bowed your head and started walking toward the chemistry labs.
Maybe a little lesson would distract you from the embarrassment of that morning.
You were already sitting in one of the front chairs when Wanda came in, in her typical dark clothes, which seemed to make her even more pretty.
Although you had an appointment, she didn't greet you. You swallowed the sigh of dissatisfaction, that girl was so hard to understand.
You busied yourself checking your homework when not-so-slow comments from your other classmates caught your attention.
"Everyone saw them arrive together." One girl commented to her classmate. "And she's even wearing his jacket."
"They're screwing I'm sure." The other girl said. You clutched your book tightly, annoyed at the way these people seemed willing to talk about your life.
"Did you see that Pepper Potts slapped his face in the middle of the hallway?" Another classmate asked from across the room. By this point, you were sinking into your seat in shame. "I bet Stark was seeing both of them."
"He deserved the slap then."
"But how could Pepper have not noticed this before? Those two were always hanging out together. And I can understand, Tony's pretty hot."
"And quite rich too. Everyone wants to hang out with him."
You felt the stares burning behind your back, but you didn't have the courage to look.
Fortunately, the teacher arrived shortly afterwards, and dispelled the comments.
Mrs. van Dyne's classes were hard enough to occupy everyone, so you didn't have to worry about gossip during this period.
Your problem was Wanda being your partner and the cold way she treated you.
"Hey." You greeted softly as you sat down on the bench next to her after the teacher finished dividing the pairs of the day's lesson. All you got in return was a murmur and a quick, almost angry look that made you frown in confusion.
But you didn't have time to complain, because Mrs. van Dyne began to explain the day's experiment and you didn't want to do it wrong.
You had just started when Wanda spoke up:
"I was right that day."
It was low, just for you to hear, because technically you were not supposed to talk during class. But the teacher was busy with the pairs in the back of the room, and you were curious.
"About what?"
Wanda didn't look at you, focused on the colorful jars in front of her. "You and Stark really are a thing."
You chuckled in surprise, and the noise attracted the teacher's attention, but you only received a warning look.
Waiting for Mr.van Dyne to be busy again, you spoke only after a few moments.
"As I said the first time you implied something so absurd, no, Wanda. Tony and I are not a couple." You clarified, your hands and eyes busy with the experiment in front of you.
Wanda was silent, thoughtful. You figured she was just thinking about the equations, especially since when she spoke again it was to comment on the mixture you were making.
But a few moments later, she leaned toward you, and whispered against your ear, "I want you to take off this ridiculous jacket with his name on it."
You almost dropped the bottle you were holding as you felt her hand on your thigh. She squeezed once, and pulled it away, returning to her study as if nothing had happened.
With your heart racing, you turned your head incredulously toward her. "What's wrong with you?"
You questioned between teeth, but Wanda just gave you a neutral look, and went back to writing. You clenched your jaw, and closed her notebook tightly. "I'm talking to you!"
"Is everything okay around here girls?" The teacher interrupted seriously. You answered before Wanda.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Van Dyne," you said. "I was just asking a question, and Wanda was being a bitch about it, as usual."
"Fuck you." Wanda attacked, making you let out an incredulous laugh.
"I'd rather you do that."
You returned the response without thinking. The room let out a chorus of whistles and laughter, and the teacher frowned.
It was the first time you had ever seen Wanda blush, and the image stuck in your head all the way to detention.
"That's unlikely." That was the first thing Professor Fury said to you when he saw you standing in his door. "Are you sure you are in the right classroom, Miss Y/L/N?"
"Unfortunately, yes." You muttered, handing him the detention note that the Chemistry teacher wrote for you.
Fury read it, and raised his eyebrow. "Inappropriate language during class? What did you do, swear out loud?"
"I prefer not to say." You muttered, shyly now, remembering what you had the nerve to say in the middle of the class.
Fury laughed, giving you passage into the room.
It was practically empty to your happiness. But Fury didn't leave you alone. He made a note in his notebook, and came over to talk to you right away.
"Look, it's your first time here, so I'm going to overlook it." He said. "Because of your track record and the competition, I won't put it on the books. But you'll have to promise me that you won't cause trouble in class again, okay?"
"Of course, Professor Fury." You spoke immediately. "That was a misunderstanding. It must be the stress, because of finals."
Fury gave you a sympathetic look. "If you want, you can talk to the therapist later. She has great exercises for stress relief, and most senior students need them."
You just nodded in understanding, and Fury went back to his chair.
At least he let you study for trivia during detention time.
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When you left Fury's room, the whole school already knew what had happened in chemistry class.
You could tell by the giggles in the hallways, and the comments. And also because when you went to use the bathroom before the break, someone had written "y/l/n is sleeping with all the hotties in this school" on the stall you entered.
Tony approached you at the outside tables, looking happier than he did earlier.
"From the look on your face, you worked things out with Pepper." You spoke, and he smiled as you nodded.
"Of course I did, I'm irresistible."
You laughed, returning your attention to your snack. Tony sat down in the chair in front of you.
"A little bird told me you got a detention today." He started, but you kept eating. "I thought it was a lie, because there's no way the flawless report card lady is going to detention."
You sighed, and finished chewing. "It was a silly argument, Tony. With Wanda."
He propped his chin on his hand, looking at you curiously. "That's odd. You guys always argue, you've never received detention for it."
You pressed your lips together before you spoke. "She said fuck you, and I said I'd rather you do that."
It took half a second for Tony to burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that the students who passed by your desk cast curious glances at you.
You rolled your eyes, and poked him in the ribs under the table. "Are you done?"
He wiped away tears of laughter, before speaking. "I can't believe you said that."
"Neither can I." You returned. "I don't have the heart to look Mrs. van Dyne in the face ever again."
Tony laughed, shaking his head. "I thought you guys were cool, even scheduled a date. What happened?"
"Tony, stop it." You countered. "I already told you it's not a date. Steve asked us to review some content together for the competition. Wanda just made a joke."
"And you didn't contradict her." He argued with a smile. "And I haven't even mentioned what happened the last time you two were alone."
"First of all, that was a mistake. How many times do I have to say this?
"Until you believe it, I suppose."
You tapped him on the shoulder, and he grinned, stealing one of your fries.
"Nothing is going to happen between me and Wanda, okay?" you warn. "We are simply incompatible."
Tony lets out a laugh, chewing his french fry. "Sure, two nerds who like trivia and sitcons, so different." He sneered, causing you to frown.
"Wait, how do you know Wanda likes sitcoms?"
He shrugged, smiling, "She's friends with Nat."
"And?"
"And I talk to other people." He jokes, making you roll your eyes. He sighs at your insistent look. "Okay, maybe, just maybe, I asked Nat some questions about Wanda."
"Why on earth would you do that?"
"Because you like her."
You gasped. "No, I don't."
Tony muttered, stealing another potato. "And since we're best friends, I wanted to find out some things for you, so you're welcome."
You slapped his hand to get him to stop stealing your food. "Tony, what did you say to Natasha?"
He smiled, shrugging. "I didn't give away your crush, relax."
"I don't have a crush."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He returned. "But just clarifying, I told Nat that I knew someone who was into her friend. And that I wanted to know some things in common so I could tell that friend what to talk about with Wanda."
You began to feel despair growing in your chest, and you took a deep breath. "Tony, my beloved friend of the heart, please tell me that you didn't use pronouns when asking your question."
Tony frowned. "What? What do you mean?"
"Tell me you didn't say 'she' or 'her' when talking about this hypothetical friend."
The boy let out a confused laugh, "I couldn't?"
"Shit." You sighed, burying your face in your hands for a moment. "I swear, Tony. I'm going to kill you."
"Hey, hey, what's the matter?"
"I'm your only female friend you idiot, that's the problem!" You returned in despair. "Oh my god, Natasha definitely realize it. And she'll tell Wanda, and she'll have another reason to tease me. This is a disaster."
"Y/N, come on, it's not that bad." He tried. "Now at least you guys can be more honest with each other."
"You're an idiot, Tony." You returned annoyed, starting to gather your things. Your hunger faded. "I don't have anything to be honest about with that girl, because I'm not hiding anything."
"Y/N, hey, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"
"It's okay." You cut in irritation. "See you later."
Tony had sent you a few messages throughout the day, apologizing, but you were too busy avoiding Wanda at all costs.
Fortunately, the only class you had with her that day was chemistry. You were so happy with your luck that you completely forgot that you had made an appointment with her after class.
After last period, Steve greeted you in the hallway, and you remembered, almost knocking your backpack to the floor when the realization hit you.
Shit, shit, shit.
It was as if you could guess that Wanda already knew about Tony and Natasha's conversation when you saw her leaving the second floor Geography room and your gazes met. She said goodbye to her classmate who was with her, and came walking toward you.
You took a deep breath, trying to calm your heartbeat and look as cool as you could, leaning against the wall and crossing your arms. Since the day had warmed up, you were holding Tony's jacket.
"Hey, trouble girl." Wanda joked as she reached you, you almost couldn't believe her playful manner.
"Hi, Wanda."
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"I..."
"Mrs.Maximoff have a moment?" It was Professor Fury who interrupted you, coming from the hallway behind Wanda.
The brunette gave you a wink, and turned to speak to the professor.
You didn't mean to, but you could hear the whole conversation from where you were waiting.
"It's good news, Wanda. I just got the answer from that NYU scout I mentioned to you." Fury narrated, and you had to control yourself not to widen your eyes. "He said he watched your performance online in the semi final. And he'll be here on Friday."
"My god, that's incredible!" Wanda returned excitedly. You felt your chest heat up. You were used to few versions of Wanda. The angry, the know-it-all, and the one who competed with you. Happy Wanda made you flustered.
"Yeah and don't waste this chance, eh?" Fury continued. "I hope you play well on Friday."
"We will." She spoke, and thanked Fury. The man smiled, and gave her a wink before walking off toward the hallway.
You almost melted in your spot when Wanda turned to you again, and her bright smile was still on her face.
"Damn, sorry, I'm so excited." She comments half-heartedly, shaking her head to stop her silly grin, "What did you want to say to me?"
"It's nothing that important." You said. "It's just that Steve asked us to go over some quizzes. Before the final."
She raised her eyebrow, leaning on the wall beside you.
"Yeah, and why?"
You didn't know why, but you were nervous under Wanda's evaluative gaze. "I guess because you missed the last practice." You try, and that answer doesn't take away any reaction from her. "And also because I got some of your topic questions wrong."
“Poor Y/N, it happens darling” She mocked with a smile. You bit your tongue, finding it amusing in the way she repeated the tease from history class with you. "So this is about you needing my help?"
"I didn't say that."
She grinned, and moved closer. You swallowed dryly, watching her raise her hand to Tony's jacket that you were holding.
"Thank you for taking this off."
"Why do you care about a jacket?"
She bit her lip, and you looked immediately at the action. Wanda smiled, finding it amusing in your lack of control.
"Why do you think?"
You swallowed dryly, shaking your head. "I have no idea."
She moved even closer, and you held your breath. But she did not break the distance between your mouths, sidestepped at the last moment, and whispered in your ear, "If you're going to carry a name around, I want it to be mine."
You bowed your head, feeling your face heat up. Wanda pulled away, and let out a giggle. "You're so cute."
"And you're annoying." You returned embarrassed. "Let's finish this for once."
"Lead the way."
You sighed, ignoring your wobbly legs to walk down the stairs toward the study room on the ground floor.
The school was emptying, but during senior year, it was common for some students to stay to study or train for games.
You found the study room practically empty, with the exception of two other groups scattered around the couches. Since you didn't know any of them, you just went quietly to one of the end tables, Wanda within reach.
To calm your nerves, you sat down in the chair opposite her. Wanda was amused, rolling her eyes, but said nothing.
You both put your backpacks on the floor, and took out your notebooks. You were looking for Steve's questionnaire while Wanda prepared the question cards.
It was strange how the perfect harmony happened so naturally.
When you were finished, she had Geography and History cards for you, and you had Physics and Math questions for her. The general knowledge ones were to be drawn among you.
"Okay, let's get started." You said.
Everything was neutral and under control for two hours and twenty-eight minutes.
You were hungry after studying for so long, but Wanda was in the middle of a question and raised her eyebrow, thinking you were evading because you didn't know the answer.
"We can take a break if you answer correctly." She said with a cocky smile. You rolled your eyes, giving a short laugh.
"I'm not going to starve myself just so you can win, Wanda."
"Oh, so you admit you don't know the answer?" She teased, but you only laughed, getting up.
"I won't even deny or affirm that."
She laughed. Short and sweet, and true. You swallowed dryly, thinking it was the first time you had ever heard the sound for real. And that you had enjoyed it much more than you should have.
The snack machine in the study room was old, but it had great options.
You were deciding between salty snacks or muffins when you felt Wanda's presence behind you.
"Option seven is delicious." She commented and you think you are imagining the heat eradicating from her body.
Your fingers trembled a little when you went to press the button for the suggested option, and you hoped she wouldn't notice.
But of course she did. And she sighed behind you, her breath hitching against your neck and making your whole body shiver.
Only when two other students got up from their chairs, the noise made Wanda step away. You bent down to pick up your lunch quickly, and returned to your seat, not giving Wanda a chance to say anything else.
She stayed at the machine for a while longer before returning to her seat in front of you.
You ate in silence, option seven was really good and seemed vegetarian. You wondered if this meant that Wanda was too.
Unable not to look at her, you felt your face heat up when she noticed and smiled, leaning on the table. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"No." You retorted stubbornly, turning your attention back to your food.
Wanda muttered, and also went back to eating. After a few minutes, she asked, "Are you ready to answer the question yet, or are you going to keep stalling me."
You bit your lips to keep from smiling, rolling your eyes with amusement. "Damn it, Wanda, I wasn't dodging the question."
"I don't believe you." She returned in the same tone.
You chewed for a moment before answering. "You asked 'When was the first American dollar printed', right?"
She confirmed with a grumble. You smiled.
"The answer is 1862."
"Look at that, someone did their homework." She joked, making you roll your eyes in amusement.
"And your question, are you going to answer it, or are you going to pretend you need to go to the bathroom?" You tease, causing her to laugh softly.
She leans back against the chair, and gestures for you to speak. You blink a moment because she looks so hot right now.
"Yeah, um, right..." You mumble half-heartedly, pushing the impure thoughts away to reach for her question card. "What is the prefix meaning 10?"
Wanda leaned over the table again, staring intensely at you. You clutched the paper tightly, watching her raise her hand to your face. She ran her finger across your cheek, wiping away some sweet cream you hadn't noticed, and put her thumb back in her mouth, smiling in a corner. "Like I said, delicious." She whispers after tasting the cream.
Your body heated up in places not at all appropriate for a study session, and all you could do was stare at her mouth discourteously. Wanda relaxed against the chair again, and smiled. "Can you repeat the question? I got distracted."
Blinking a few times, you cleared your throat. "S-sure."
You repeated, and Wanda sighed before answering, "I don't know."
All this, and she didn't even know the answer. You swallowed hard, realizing that Wanda was enjoying the way she was affecting you.
You needed to gain some advantage.
The room finally emptied, the last group of students left the room when the clock ticked half past five.
It was getting cold again, and you remembered Tony's jacket, and the way Wanda had behaved in the hallway.
She was sorting through new questions when you started to put on the jacket, and she looked at you seriously.
"What are you doing?" She questioned with her jaw locked.
"I'm cold."
"Stop." You asked, and you swallowed dryly, but put the jacket back on the chair. Before you could complain about the weather again, Wanda pulled out of her backpack a sweatshirt. "You can return it anytime."
You nodded completely cluelessly. As you took the sweatshirt, Wanda's scent invaded your senses and you wanted to close your eyes, but her watchful gaze made you maintain your posture.
Your goal was to gain an advantage, but you ended up losing even more ground by wearing one of her clothes.
Or maybe not, you thought, as you noticed the slight redness that appeared on Wanda's cheeks when you, now dressed in her red, comfortable sweatshirt, looked at her again.
You couldn't resist, and with the same teasing tone she used earlier, you asked as you noticed her gaze on you, "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"Only that you look hot in my clothes."
"How classy, Maximoff." You returned wryly, even though your heart was racing at the compliment. She smiled, and returned her attention to her books.
The study session went on for another twenty minutes until the questions ran out.
You found yourself wanting to prolong the moment, and ignored all your brain's warnings as you spoke, "Your next question is 'What's your favorite useless fact?'
Wanda looked at you for only a second, then turned her gaze back to the cards in her lap. You were about to say you were just joking, thinking she was ready to tease you about your attempt to make a conversation, when she simply answered "Fingernails grow faster on your dominant hand." like any other practice question, and waited for you to continue.
You bit back a smile, and relaxed against your chair. "How did you discover that?"
Wanda sighed softly, and leaned across the table, resting her chin on one hand and extending the other over the metal. "Well, you know, I use my fingers quite often, and I've noticed that these nails grow faster than the ones on my other hand." She counted innocently, and held up two fingers at face height.
You choked softly, feeling your face heat up as you understood what she was implying. Wanda let out a giggle.
"I'm messing with you!" She laughed. "I read it somewhere."
"Oh, okay." You mumbled clumsily, looking away.
Wanda laughed one last time before asking, "Well now it's my turn, 'How was your first kiss?"
"Wow, that's pretty straightforward." You mock with amusement, Wanda smiles but waits for your answer. You sigh. "Well, I was 15, and it was with an old friend."
"It was with a girl?"
"Yes, Wanda."
She frowned slightly, and you looked at her curiously. "And did you enjoy it?"
"Well, I didn't have much to compare it to at the time."
But Wanda didn't laugh, looking almost tense. "Was it better than the way I kissed you on Friday?"
Oh, there it is.
You swallowed dryly, and gave a breathless laugh. "Not even close."
Expecting her usual cocky smile, you blushed over the sweet way she looked at you.
"Good to know." She comments, relaxing back against the chair.
You clear your throat, and pretend to read the question on the card as you stated, "What was your favorite Halloween costume as a child?"
She smiled, joining in the game as she picked up the blank cards in front of her as if they had answers on it. "Witch. I have pictures of at least six halloween wearing the same costume."
"I'd like to see that one day." You comment and she smiles, nodding as if making a mental note about it.
You spend the next few minutes exchanging questions unrelated to the content. Good thing you had already finished studying.
Wanda had just answered a question about her favorite hobby, confirmed as watching sitcoms as Tony told you, when she decided to mess with you a little.
“What do you think about friends with benefits?”
Wanda was not a very subtle person, that much is clear. You wanted to laugh, but just pretended to be thoughtful before answering. "It depends on the friend."
"If it was me."
Ignoring the way your heart sped up, you smiled as you looked at her. "We're not friends."
Wanda licked her lips. "What do you think of enemies with benefits then?"
You know she can notice the redness on your face, but no chance of you letting her win. "That's not a thing."
"We could be the first."
You let out a breathless laugh, shaking your head. Wanda didn't hesitate and asked again, "So, what do you think?"
"I think it's no longer your turn to ask."
She bit back a smile, but didn't insist. You took a deep breath earlier as you thought of another question.
"How many siblings do you have?"
That changed the mood of the game. Wanda was almost surprised.
"Two." She said simply. You thought she was going to continue with another question, but she added. "And I'm a twin."
"Wait, what?" You let out impressed. "I didn't know that. That's cool."
She shrugged, staring at you. "I guess so."
But you couldn't help yourself, curiosity surfacing. "And how come I never knew that? They don't study here, right?"
She denies with her head, and you straighten your posture quickly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy-"
"It's okay." She cuts in with a laugh. "My twin's name is Pietro, you saw him yesterday."
"Oh, that 's true."
"And my younger sister's name is Lorna." She continues almost shyly. "Sorry, I don't usually talk about them."
"Why not?" You let out, and add quickly. "If you want to tell me of course."
Wanda smiles, shrugging. "We're not that close, and I don't have many friends here, I guess. The last person I mentioned it to was Natasha." She clarifies. "It's because my parents are divorced, and Lorna is another woman's daughter, too. Each child lives in a house."
"Oh, I see." You mutter, surprised at the information. Wanda clears her throat.
"Is it my turn to ask?"
"Yeah." You say. She sighs, and looks around, as if thinking of another question.
And then she swallows dry, and has an almost sad smile on her face as she looks back at you. "When did you know you hated me?"
Your stomach gave a turn and you looked away to your lap.
Wanda sighed again, and murmured, "I can change the question."
"No, that's fine." You spoke raising your face. You took a deep breath before speaking. "First grade, on a Tuesday."
Wanda squeezed her eyes shut, appraising you. "Be more specific?"
"One question at a time, Maximoff."
"Fuck the rules, I want to know now."
You bit your lower lip, Wanda was looking at you in a way that made your body tremble. You took another deep breath, and replied, "It was mascot day. I was late, and the teacher thought I was not coming . You took my place when it was my time to take the rabbit home, and I had waited all month for that."
Wanda locked her jaw, circling the table with her finger for a second as if absorbing his words. "That's your motive?"
"You looked at me as if you had beaten me somehow." You continue in earnest. "Since that day we haven't stopped competing in everything. But I think that was the moment."
"You hate me because our elementary school teacher made a mistake? For a stupid rabbit you took home the other week?" She accused incredulously, and you also glared at her in irritation. "Seriously, how old are you?"
"And what the fuck was your motive madam maturity?" You sneered angrily. Wanda laughed, shaking her head.
"You being my first crush."
You frowned in confusion, but Wanda was already gathering the materials.
"No, fuck this, you're not running away again." You warned getting up and going around the table to get in her way before she left. "What did you mean by-"
"I like you, you idiot!" She interrupted with the confession, knocking all the air out of your lungs. "I always have, ever since I met you. You're annoying and stubborn, but you're brilliant and funny, and fucking beautiful. But I can't believe you hate me for such a petty reason."
"I-I..."
"I was just playing your game all these years!" She returned annoyed. "You wanted to compete? I wanted your attention. I did everything I could to get you to notice me, and I could affect you the way you affect me!"
"Wanda, I had no idea, I-"
"Of course not!" she exploded incredulously. "You were busy hating me for something stupid thing that happened in first grade! I can't believe I fell in love with you."
Wanda's eyes were filled with tears. You felt like the worst person in the world. It was the first time you had ever seen her cry, and that was bad enough in itself, but it was even worse because it was your fault.
"I'm sorry." You tried, but she shook her head, wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt, and went around you.
"Save it." She retorted. "We're done here. I'll see you at the competition, and then never again. Just like you wanted."
With this, she left the room.
You didn't realize you were crying until the tears rolled down your collarbone.
Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you began to gather your things, replaying the whole conversation in your head.
You called Tony to ask if he could see you, but sobbed as soon as he answered and asked how the study session had gone.
"I'll pick you up in ten minutes." He warned before hanging up.
You stood there with your backpack hanging, watching the fine drizzle that began to fall and matched your mood very well. Wanda's sweater warmed your body, but you only felt worse when you realized it.
Can I request a Wanda x little!male reader where reader had to hide his little side because of hydra but after he is rescued but the avengers Wanda slowly coaxes him back into little space and wants to be his cg.
"y/n? Where are you little love?" You hear Wanda say into the empty compound library and you sigh. Rolling your eyes you look up from your book as she appears in the back, where the comfy chairs over look the city.
"I'm here. And just y/n is fine. Stop with the pet names" your thick Irish accent was one of the things that drew Wanda in. When she first rescued you from hydra, the only people you could speak to properly were Bucky and Natasha, and Wanda slightly as sokovian and russian were similar.
"don't be like that y/n. We've talked about this. I'm right here with open arms ready to be your caregiver. I'm just waiting on you to be comfortable."
"then you'll be waiting a long time Wanda. I don't know what impression you have of me but your clearly mistaken" closing your book you throw it onto the table before standing up and walking out of the library. You felt heavy as of late. Struggling to cope with all of the memories and mistakes you have made now that your free from hydras control. You remembered about 80% of the things you did whilst you were with them and it's taking a toll on you.
Walking into the common room you almost scream at the sight that greets you. Steve is cuddled up to a little Bucky who's watching paw patrol. Tony is sat on the floor playing "avengers" with a little Peter and Natasha us currently braiding little Yelena's hair. What kind of bullshit was this.
Wanda walked in behind you just in time to catch you burst into tears and run out of the room. Slamming the door behind you. You run up into your bedroom and flip the table, letting out a loud growl. You throw your little amount of belongings around the room before punching the wall, forgetting your strength and leaving a rather large hole there.
Wanda rushes into the room and hurries over to where you had slumped against the wall. She kneels Infront of you and gently raised your head up so you were looking at her. She leans forward and places a loving kiss to your forehead.
"let me in baby boy. Mamas right here" she whispers and that's when she sees it in your eyes that something breaks and you almost dive into her arms. Burying your face in her neck as you sob quietly.
"mama" you whimper out and she stands up. Using the help of her powers and picks you up and walks out of your room and into her own. She wanders around the room rocking you and quietly singing until she had managed to calm you down. Carrying you into the bathroom she gently sets you on the counter, quietly shushing you when you whimper at the loss of contact. She turns around and begins to run you a bath before coming back over to you.
"baby can you do something for mama?" She asks and you nod your head at her. She praises you and makes sure the bath won't over flow before picking you up again and taking over to a big closet. She opens the doors and your eyes widen at what's inside.
"this is where I keep everything that a little love like you could need. I want you to point out everything your comfortable with using. Can you do that for me baby?" She asks and once again you nod before turning your attention to the closet. She'd noticed you hadn't been talking much and decided to take a look into your mind. She wasn't able to fight off the huge smile when she discovered you regress from anywhere between three and six months. Right now you were about one.
Your eyes scan the closet before you start pointing out items. Pacifiers. Diapers and pull-ups. Bottles and sippy cups. All of the clothes. Teddy's and blankets and the toys. You were willing to use pretty much everything. Aside from the stroller and the bouncer.
"that's amazing baby. Thank you for showing mommy. Let's get you in the bath huh?" She says and you nod allowing her to lead you into the bathroom once more. Stripping you out of your clothes she gently lowers you into the bath before grabbing a few toys for you to play with. Smiling when you were more focused on the flashing ones alongside wandas necklace.
After giving you a proper wash and washing your hair she picks you up out of the bath and wraps you in a fluffy towel so your all nice and warm and lays you down on her bed. As Wanda is drying and dressing you, you grab a hold of her necklace and bring it to your mouth and start suckling on it.
"ah ah little one no, that's dirty. Let mama get you a paci. Do you like this one?" She asks. Holding up a black toothless paci and your eyes widen as you let out a tiny squeal. Making grabby hands towards it. Wanda coos out loud and rubs it against your lips before you open them and suckle it into your mouth.
Finally having you dressed in some cute pyjamas she decided to keep you in her room for the night. Letting you adjust before she lets you meet any of the other avengers as your little self. She orders the both of you dinner before wrapping you both in a blanket and snuggling on the couch with how to Train your dragon on the TV.
"oothless mama" you point to the TV with a huge smile on your face and Wanda smiles widely and kisses your cheek. "yes baby. That's so good" she says and you snuggle further into her chest.
She was so happy she finally got her baby. She couldn't wait to show him off to the world.
Request: I got a request from annonymous for a Wanda x Reader where Y/N is a trans man and deals with transphobia, and Wanda gets protective of her husband.
Summary: The request basically.
Disclaimer: I am in the LGBTQ+ community but I am not trans, I’m an ally of trans people. Every trans person is so valid and amazing! I do not intend to write anything that is offensive, so if it is PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know and I will apologize and fix the fic or delete it.
TRIGGER WARNING: TRANSPHOBIA
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Wanda was confused.
And skeptical.
For the past few days, her husband Y/N had been acting off. Not like himself. He was more quiet, more reserved, and Wanda noticed that it had happened ever since he had gotten hired at his new job. Wanda remembered how excited Y/N was for this job, and for the life of her she couldn’t imagine what could be making him act his way. Every time she’d try and talk to him, he’d shake his head and assure her that he was “fine.”
But he wasn’t fine, and it was nagging at Wanda.
Finally, she decided that she was going to go to Y/N’s work, bringing him a lunch as an excuse, and would get to the bottom of whatever was wrong.
Wanda made the best sandwich she had ever made, rescheduled her lunch date with Agnes, and marched straight to Y/N’s work.
She made her way inside and rode the elevator up to Y/N’s floor. When she got off, she looked to see her handsome husband typing away at his computer. Wanda was about to go to him when she heard a snippet of a conversation that stopped her in her tracks.
“I can’t believe they hired her - this place is for men!” One of Y/N’s coworkers, who was standing a few feet away from Y/N”s desk with another man, said.
“I don't understand why she claims to be a man, anyway. She’s born a female, why does she think she’s not?” The other agreed, rolling his eyes.
Wanda clenched her fists, trying to restrain from blasting her powers at them, becoming angry. It only got worse when she noticed that Y/N was typing quickly away at his computer, tense, obviously hearing what was being said.
Wanda’s heart broke. He had been dealing with transphobia?
“Who knows - I mean, she doesn't even look like a man,” the co-worker said.
Y/N suddenly stood up, abandoning his computer and walking to directly toward his co-workers. “What the hell is your problem?” He said, making the other men jump a bit. “I am a man, okay? Why are you so persistent in refusing to respect me? Who cares what sex I was born as? Call me by he/him and stop being transphobic pieces of shit.
Wanda smirked, proud of her husband.
“Whatever,” one of the co-workers said with a scoff. “I hope you realize what you’re doing to your wife, you know. She deserves a real man, you aren’t even a good ‘husband’!” He put the word ‘husband’ in quotations.
Y/N went silent, having never heard that insult before. He didn’t know what to say, and his lips formed into a frown. It only got worse when both of his co-workers started busting out cackling.
Wanda couldn’t hold back anymore. She immediately walked forward, forgetting about the lunch and taking her husband’s hand in hers. Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise, not expecting Wanda to be there.
“HEY!” The redhead yelled at the co-workers, gaining their attention. “I’m done with your transphobia. This is my husband, and he is the best husband one could ever have. He IS a real man, and you two are merely childish boys. Grow up and open your tiny brains to the fact that just because you’re born in the female sex doesn’t mean you are a woman!”
No one spoke. Y/N squeezed Wanda’s hand comfortingly and then took a deep breath, stepping forward. “I will make sure you’ll regret it if you ever speak to me like that,” he said, glaring at his co-workers.
Without another word, Wanda tugged on Y/N’s hand and they both left the building, Y/N taking the rest of the day off.
“Why are you doing here?” Y/N asked when they got outside.
Wanda turned towards him with a smile. “You haven’t been acting like yourself lately. I brought you some lunch and wanted to see what was wrong,” she said softly.
Y/N smiled and gave her a quick kiss, still holding hands with her. “I have the best wife,” he said.
“And I have the best husband. Don’t listen to whatever idiotic shit comes out of their mouths,” Wanda said, cupping Y/N”s face in her hands.
Y/N nodded. “I never believed them. It just hard . . . them saying the same stuff over and over again,” he said.
Wanda took a breath. “I’m so sorry that you had to experience that,” she said.
“It’s not your fault, Wan . . . but the important thing is is that they won't be saying that again. And - I get to spend the day with you,” Y/N said happily.
Wanda nodded, and took him by the hand today. “I say we have lunch in bed and cuddles!” She declared, beginning to lead the way home.
Sorry for your lost - Wanda Maximoff Series Masterlist
Summary: When your wife Natasha passes away in a car accident, a part of you dies with her. It takes a few months of mourning for your psychiatrist thinks the best alternative is for you to join a grief group. And there you meet Wanda Maximoff, and learn to live again.
Warnings: (+16) mentions of death, panic attacks and anxiety, grief, self sabotage, mentions of abusive family background, mutual attraction pining, explicit consent, therapeutic conversations about death, self-deprecation, healthy methods of coping with grief, possible triggers about anxiety, domestic Wanda, hurtful behaviors.
A/N-> Some people pointed out the typo regarding the story name, but it’s intentional: To avoid the story to be mistaken by the show when tagging, i chose that ‘lost” instead of “loss”, but both titles were used in the end.
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Chapters List
Part I - I will grieve
Part II - I will try
Part III - I will get better
Part IV - I will move on
Part V - I will love again
Chapters will have additional warnings when necessary.
