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Hey what's the xxx mean?
Hi! I’m straight edge which is a subculture of hardcore punk music that centers around sobriety. A lot of times XXX is used as a symbol for being straight edge.
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Hey man you still alive?
Hi! I’m very much alive just busy. Thanks for checking in, anon. I’ll have some more fics up in the future for sure.
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Wanda Maximoff 💥 By Joshua Swaby
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supervillains fucking hate fighting the x-men because the teams change constantly and sometimes there are??? totally new people there???? fuck there’s a teenager who literally just has eyes all over his body. is he even technically a superhero yet or is he a student. who the fuck knows. how do we counter this shit
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TEYONAH PARRIS AS MONICA RAMBEAU WANDAVISION (2021) • DIR. MATT SHAKMAN
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I’ve finally been attacked by the barrage of porn and spam bots. 😵‍💫 So I will be going through followers to delete blank/ageless blogs while deleting these. Please at the very least have your age in your bio!
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"well aren't you sweet?" -> im thinking about what you look like with tears running down your face
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WANDA MAXIMOFF Scarlet Witch (2023) #1 by Sara Pichelli
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Forgotten Stars | Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader (slight Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader)
Word Count: 5,152
Warnings: Darkfic, Pop Star!Reader, Exhibitionism, Fingering, Free Use, Degradation, Stockholm Syndrome, Pet Play, Age Play, Strap-Ons, Cockwarming, Lactation Kink, Punishments, Kidnapping | 18+ Minors DNI
Summary: Since the beginning of your career, Wanda has been there looking over you. Now that she’s brought you home, it’s up to you to entertain her friends and keep up with her heavy rules.
Glassy windows were buffeted with each passing second by a violent wave of water falling from the dark sky. Furious clouds roared as flashes of lighting were visible through their obscure demeanor. The world lay in a quiet disarray, streets lonely and abandoned by those who hid within the four walls of their homes basking on the loving cold slaps they received from the cool winds that blew leaves right out of trees. 
Eyes flickered over the glass over again. You bored your focus on them as a means to ground yourself while kneeling before the group of women. With your bottom lip stuck between your teeth gnawing at the soft flesh, you averted your gaze towards a certain redhead, placing your chin over her lap and remaining obediently still. 
“You weren’t lying when you said she was a good pet. Just look at her. She’s perfect.”
You watched as green eyes rolled with an amused smirk drifting over who you knew was your owner. “And she’s also mine. Don’t you forget that, Aggie.” A hand drifted down to cup one of your supple breasts. Your lack of clothing made it so the frigid temperatures affected you the most, your nipples hardened by a mix of numbing cold and arousal that also pooled between your legs. With her other hand tugging at a black leash, she cupped your face lovingly. “You’re my good girl, aren’t you? A good puppy for mama?”
Nodding, you agreed with her words. Good pets weren’t allowed to talk, only listen out for commands that needed to be executed. 
“I love you, baby,” she mumbled. “Remember only mommy knows best.”
You didn’t remember much of your life before Wanda came barreling through it before taking it as her own. Memories felt fussy, and whenever you so much as humored what had been, she ensured that you received a little treat for your trouble that never failed to bring back the hazy lack of thoughts. Mommy’s special treats were what you needed to feel better, even if woozy with confusion after taking them. But as Wanda said, only she knew best. You had no other choice but to blindly trust the woman who devoted the entirety of her time to you. For that, you needed to be grateful. 
A tug followed by a slap drew you from your thoughts, the room being filled by a guttural moan from the depths of your throat. You looked back to see a particular redhead – that you knew was one of Wanda’s many friends – playing around with the tail plug mommy had helped you put in when it came to preparing for her book club meeting. 
“Careful, Nat. Puppy is very sensitive. She’s still not used to wearing her pretty tails,” Wanda explained. She put her hands on your own, the leash held steadily as it came attached to a dark red collar around your neck. The words ‘Mommy’s Mutt’ hung from the golden tag in the shape of a heart. It was one of the many gifts Wanda bestowed upon you, but from the rest of your special gear, it was your favorite – the first she gave you months after she brought you home. “You have to get her to relax first. Playing around with her special puppy parts does wonders.”
To the women’s husbands, their wives simply went to a community-driven book club Wanda held Wednesday. The entire town was unaware of the secrets the group of women held, your owner being a worship pinnacle that allowed them to exert their deepest desires. Agatha, Natasha, Pepper, Maria and Kate, Agatha’s stepdaughter, all joined in feasting on you, but at the end of the day it was Wanda who took you home – unless she previously greenlit sleepovers between you and Kate, Agatha’s own puppy in training. 
A rough hand made its way between your legs. Fingers lacked hesitation as Natasha brushed them against your drenched slip, parting your puffy lips before amusingly slapping your glistening cunt. She tortured your clit, much like mommy did whenever you misbehaved, as kisses were strewn over your nude back. Through it all, Wanda held your face in her hands and promised your safety would be kept. 
Sensing your apprehension, Wanda flashed you a feigned pout. “Oh honey, it’s okay. Mommy’s right here for you, pretty girl.” You shook your head, still not budging as tears formed over your bloodshot eyes. “You’ll make mommy so happy if you do this for me. Just let my friends touch you for a bit, yeah? Then you and I can have special playtime so I can show them how it’s done. Don’t you want that, baby?”
At the mention of your playtime with mommy, your eyes widened. You nodded happily, your backside wiggling against Natasha who, right in front of your owner, slid two fingers in your gaping, tight hole. She didn’t have much to do in her home, being a bored housewife looking for a cheap thrill. With Wanda’s blessing, the other redhead could happily get through another week if it meant seeing you again. 
The rest of the women sat around in a circle gripping their chairs with anticipation, while Kate kneeled besides Agatha, her clip-on doggy ears grazing her owner as she nuzzled her face against her lap. She was to be punished as her stepmother had caught her touching herself, something even you knew was strictly forbidden as a pet – as Wanda always told you, your special parts didn’t belong to you, but to mommy. Wearing cuffs, donning a collar, and a muzzle, Kate being one to dumbly chew on whatever she lay her eyes on, she pouted and longed to have the same treatment as you. 
“Fuck, you’re so wet, puppy. Hmm little whore came all nice and prepared for mommy’s friends to use her,” Natasha laughed, her hot breath forcing a mad flush over your ear as you bucked your hips to give her better access to you. With her free hand she alternated between squeezing your ass to your tits, all before slapping you all over. Although mommy had times where she elicited copious amounts of pain on you, nothing came close to what Natasha gave you each time she got the pleasure of playing around with your body. “You’re such a stupid fucking ragdoll. Just look at yourself – fucking disgusting. Stupid little bitch who only wants to be fucked all day long.”
“Mommy’s cum rag,” Wanda commented proudly. “Go on, puppy. Make your mama bear’s friends happy. Unless you want a punishment…”
The motion of shaking your head was all Natasha needed. She threw you on the floor, knowing that she needed to push you so you’d give the others a show. As you lay on your stomach, neck craned to look back at Natasha, you came to notice the rest of the group. Some of them touched themselves as the rest touched one another. Agatha drove Kate’s face between her legs with the muzzle still on, far too desperate to take it off and instead grinding her cunt against her stepdaughter to garner whatever pleasure she could. 
Two fingers turned to three as your sticky juices flowed down your thighs. Everyone watched in awe, even your mommy who took the liberty to film the entire session knowing she’d re-watch it over and over as she pleased herself whenever you were away on your sleepovers. Her eyes were zeroed on your cunt, your knees nearly bucking as they slid against the hardwood floor, your ass stuffed with the tail that stretched your hole out immensely. 
You let your tears fall with the more time that passed. Your sight became blurry as your body was set aflame. Mindless thoughts flew by that you were unable to prevent. Being a pet meant to be owned by only Wanda, and yet she handed off her most prized possession to those closest to her. You knew you shouldn’t like it, and yet there you were insistently moaning Natasha’s name with an attempt to grind yourself against her fingers that barreled into your abused pussy. 
Seeing you in such a conflicting atmosphere prompted Wanda to kneel beside you, proudly watching you be destroyed by her friend. “Oh what’s wrong, baby girl? Go on, tell mama.” While in the depths of the arousal Natasha gave you, the words she spewed weren’t registered in your mind. “Do you want cummies?” You always did. “I know that’s what my little girl needs. You’ve been such a good girl for auntie Nat, so of course you get all the cummies you want, sweetheart.”
Natasha hesitated, instead wishing to keep any sort of gratuity away from you. She wished to edge you, to keep your orgasm away for as long as she could until you, much as she predicted, passed out from the overwhelming pressure. Huffing, she rolled her eyes and pulled her fingers out to give you a final smack on your cunt before drawing out that which you needed the most. 
“There you go,” she grunted as her digits slowed their pace, instead gingerly pumping themselves within you. “Cum for me, puppy. Show mama how well you behave for auntie Nat.”
It all came down to Wanda’s hand sitting atop your lower back for you to let yourself go. Her sweet, sultry voice dripped with Sokovian verbiage she had taught you since your arrival. Do it, she urged you. After numerous months of constant conditioning, a simple command was enough to alter your mind.
As your walls clenched around Natasha’s fingers, your throat dropping a heavy moan, the rest of the women lay watching with amazement. 
“Stupid bitch,” Natasha shook her head as she forcefully drove her fingers as deep inside you as she could before curling them up. Watching you scream left her hunger sated. “You’re nothing but a lowly cum dump. How disgusting.”
The degrading words were given a pass, but as soon as Natasha dared pull your hair with her free hand to spit on your face, it was Wanda who threw her a snide stare. “That’s enough. I think you’re done, Nat.”
Natasha knew better than to challenge the other woman. Rather than put up a fight, she gently removed her fingers from your cunt, leaving your hole gaping and shuddering for more. She was allowed to bring her hand to your flushed face that slid against the wooden floor, juicy tips grazing your lips as they silently pleaded for access. 
“Suck your auntie Nat’s fingers, baby. Be a good girl for mama,” Wanda commanded, and of course you’d forever do as she said. 
Caring hands massaged your back as you dumbly took the digits into your mouth. The sweet juices were ones you were familiar with, always so delicious when mommy fed you your own essence. Delirium set in as you ran your tongue around Natasha, all while you were oblivious to Wanda’s loving view as her eyes drifted down to your puffy, drenched pussy. 
“Good puppy,” Wanda whispered. She tugged at your leash, and in a mere matter of seconds you were to be sprawled over her lap on the floor, head nuzzling against her as you blissfully melted in her protective hold. “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart. You did such a wonderful job entertaining mommy’s friends. A pretty girl like you deserves all the treats in the world.”
It came to be Kate’s turn to be front and center. You were allowed to sit between Pepper and Maria who offered their own glistening fingers for you to clean up with your mouth – Wanda’s gaze never left you. If anything she focused even more on you while you were far from her, ensuring that you remained the well-behaved creature she molded you into. 
“Let’s show mommy’s friends what you’ve learned, honey,” Agatha’s voice made you pipe up with a smile. You were proud of Kate and how far she had come. At times your mommies let you have playtime all by yourselves so you could teach her the ins and outs of being a perfect pet. Agatha would praise your teaching ways as Wanda fondly embraced you while listening to her closest friend. Nodding at Kate, you secretly hoped for the worst. Only then you’d get a thrill out of watching her be punished before you all – perhaps by proxy your mommy wouldn’t spare you. 
You could only hope she did the worst with you, even if she ever went too far. 
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“You were a really good girl for me today, sweetheart.” 
Rolling your eyes, you feigned annoyance, but your tinted cheeks betrayed you. “You already told me that a million times.”
“I know,” she tenderly reached out to run a hand over your face, cupping one of your burning cheeks before allowing her thumb to roll over it. “I can’t help it. I always want to let you know how proud of you I am. Is that bad?”
You were distracted, barely registering her words as your eyes flickered over the motions in the screen that flashed before you. Propped over the bed, you were left in awe at the cartoons Wanda allowed you to watch – only for a restricted amount of time as her rules stated. She lay back with her head hitting the pillow as you were sprawled between her legs, your mouth hovering only centimeters away from her unshaven sex that called out for you. 
Nibbling on your bottom lip, you were unaware of the nudges Wanda gave you. Normally she’d pout at the lack of attention she gave her, but with your chin adorably ghosting over her cunt and your tempered demeanor present, she opting for sitting back and enjoying your obliviousness with amused raised eyebrows. 
“Sweetheart, would you do your mommy a favor?” At that you knew to face her with eyebrows raising with confusion. “Won’t you be a dear and use your mouth like I’ve taught you? Mommy’s special parts are all wet and icky. You can keep watching your show, princess, but get to work for me as well, understood?”
With a radiant, thoughtless smile, you nodded. “Yes, mommy.”
As your eyes averted from your iPad and towards her from time to time, you tasked yourself with increasing her pleasure. Your tongue flattened itself over her dripping cunt as you were in awe of the puffiness before you. Nuzzling and rubbing yourself against her, you mewled in response at Wanda’s groans, her hands shakily attempting to grab hold of your hair as she resided at your mercy. 
With your thumbs you parted her folds enough to begin teasing her velvety sex. You lightly suckled on her outer lips, giggling as Wanda threw raised amused eyebrows your way. There was a faint remembrance of her insecurities doubling down the first time she let you see her naked. She wasn’t all too comfortable with the hair between her legs, but you were mesmerized, almost drooling over it before being given permission to taste her. 
Teeth grazed her clit right before your tongue began swirling itself with lazy circles upon it. You knew how much she enjoyed it when you sucked on her bundle of nerves before pressing on it until a scream was drawn from the depths of her throat. Holding her legs open, your eyes glued to the cartoons being played for you, you kissed Wanda’s pussy – worshiping her beauty was a task you proudly took and although she controlled your being, you’d always volunteer for it. 
“There’s my little one. So brainless and dumb for mama,” Wanda chuckled. She began grinding her pussy down on you, giving you a better mouthful of her lustful juices. “Seeing you today made me feel so fucking good, princess. I like it when my friends get to play with you. Of course I prefer having you all to myself, but you’re just so pretty when you look at mommy with those teary eyes.” When you nodded with understanding, she brushed the back of your hand against your forehead. “I know auntie Nat can be a lot, but she means well. Her and I used to be playmates as well, but we realized neither had it in her to be a cute pet like you. You know, she was a fan of yours before I got you all to myself…”
Several times she dared drop hints out of fun. Wanda knew you wouldn’t remember, and if you did, she was ready to put you in your place even if it meant maiming you until your memory disappeared once more. She could easily mold you however she pleased, howling as you attempted to remember parts of your life that weren’t there any longer. 
For what felt like hours you continued eating her mouth. Your jaw felt sore along with your cramped. Wanda urged you on, her praises allowing you to carry forth until you made her cum. Even then she used her legs, wrapping them around your upper body and forcing you in place as she rode out her orgasm. Creaming over your tongue, you happily licked all of it, moaning at the delicious flavor you craved more of. 
“Good girl,” she mumbled, her eyelids heavy. Although you enjoyed your cartoons, it was her beauty that garnered your full attention. “Oh you’re mommy’s special little angel. I don’t know what you’d do without me, Y/N.” The way your name rolled off her tongue would forever make your heart skip a beat. “I love you, my little star.”
Kissing the area right above her cunt, you hummed. “I love you too, mommy.”
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While most of the time you spent around Wanda was sweet, there were moments she made you forget where her true darkness would be shown. All went under the guise of her just needing to help and tend to her baby. You were her biggest pride and joy – for someone to take you away, they’d need to go over her dead body. 
Going to the outer world was out of question unless your hand held her own. Curiosity got the best of you at times, staring out the window and watching those within the community of Westview prancing around happily. You were joyous whenever you came across a dog, giddily begging Wanda for one; her response was always the same “Mommy always has one too many animals.”
She knew you longed to see what was out there, but the last thing Wanda could do was afford to have someone recognize you. Far too much effort had been put into earning you in the first place. As happy as she wished to make you, she wouldn’t dare throw it all away.
It’s why your sneakiness only grew with the more time you spent in her home. She went off to work a boring office job each day that always left her to come home huffing with fury – you knew to wait by the door naked with nothing but a collar between your teeth knowing that using you was a wondrous way to relieve stress. For hours she left you unattended, at times asking one of her friends to either watch over you or pay you visits. 
On a day you’d soon regret, within a split-second decision you bolted out of the door, giddily skipping away down the pavement walkway of suburbia. 
The sunny day made the ends of your mouth rise as you roamed the town, eyes widening with amazement at each new object you found. Mommy had warned you that there were bad people out there, that only she could protect you with her special powers if anything happened, but the more you explored Westview, the more you came to your senses and forgot about the dangers she told you of. 
You got ice cream all by yourself from money you knew Wanda kept in case of emergency. Although nervous, you spoke up when giving your order, adding numerous toppings that normally you weren’t allowed to have as they filled you with sugar – mommy always ordered for you quoting that you were far too small to do it yourself, but a change of pace felt nice. 
As much joy as you felt, it all inevitably crumbled when you walked past a store. Your eyes were full of life until they made contact with a pair of icy blue ones through a display window. As soon as Maria saw you, she didn’t hesitate to call Wanda.
Running back home, the realization of your actions came crashing down. You didn’t care when your ice cream was dropped before a small crowd of people that laughed at the sight of it, making fun of the childish overalls you wore that had been a birthday present from Wanda. Some even called out your name in question, but you were far too scared to face them as they attempted to touch you. Perhaps mommy was right. Maybe the world wasn’t suited for a lonely princess to travel through without her queen. 
Your life flashed before your eyes when you came to face Wanda’s car hastily parked in the driveway when you reached the house after seemingly getting lost. The flush in your hot face grew as your heart nearly beat out of your chest. There was no way you’d ever get away with it, at least not without a hefty punishment being thrown your way. Never had you broken the rules in such a way – you were far too afraid to know what it would lead to. 
Shaking, you walked past the front door that was left ajar. “Mommy?” You called out, your voice a mess. 
It didn’t take long to find her ragged, hunched-over figure on the couch. Numerous pieces of decorations were thrown over the living room, the coffee table flipped over as the curtains were torn to shreds in a bout of fury. You had seen her get mad, but never in such a way. 
“Mommy,” you didn’t stop your tears from falling then, not even your knees that bucked as you stepped before her. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to be bad, I just-”
“You were going to leave me.”
Never did you think that a string of flat words could break your heart. You were no longer forced to pretend and yet after constant conditioning alongside an adoration you built for her, you blamed yourself for any hurt you caused the only woman who ever cared for you. 
“I wasn’t,” you tried. “I wanted to see what was out there. ‘M sorry. I was bad.”
“You were,” she agreed without hesitation, and although the words stung, you deserved it. “You were fucking dumb at that.”
Your forehead was pressed against her lap as you sobbed against her. “I deserve to be punished. No, I need it. I hurt my mommy so bad. You gave me simple rules to follow and I was too stupid for them.”
She was about to erupt, you could easily tell. It’s why you didn’t flinch or even feel it when she harshly slapped your face, or when your hair was pulled until she could nearly pick you up. All she rewarded you with and yet you chose to spit in her face without a care in the world. Only good pets were allowed to stick around, you knew that much. 
“Don’t you ever dare leave me, do you understand?” Wanda snarled at you. She threw you on the couch face-first, prying your legs open as she hovered from above. Your outfit was torn away, her magic allowing for a dexterity you often lacked. “You have no idea what I’ve done for you, and here you are being an ungrateful brat. I can’t believe I ever wasted my time with you. You- you stupid whore!”
The name was typically reserved by Natasha, and yet whenever Wanda used such derogatory remarks instead of crying harder, you felt a jolt between your legs. The warmth and wetness that pooled there lay untouched as the other woman left you nude.
“I can’t even look at you right now. Nat was right – you are disgusting.”
“I am,” you agreed without hesitation. “I’m really disgusting.”
The last thing she would do was to reward you for things she warned you against. The pain that overtook your body with each punishment she gave you made you content. She hit you, her palms burning against your skin as they fell upon your ass. Normally you’d adore the sensation and wear your bruises with pride, but on that occasion you knew to carry shame in your wounds. 
A hand was wrapped around the back of your neck holding you in place as the other kept the torturous movements up. Wanda didn’t stop howling insults at you, nor did she cease the anger that she felt. Time and time again, she made you relive the agony you caused her. It was your turn to suffer the consequences. 
There was blood from her sharp nails scratching your skin that pooled at the couch you would be left to clean – all Wanda did was roll her eyes at it, unamused by the stupidity that had befallen you. “I’ll make sure you never fucking leave me again, or else I’ll make sure you’ll regret every moment of it, mutt.”
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Weeks passed until Wanda trusted you again. No longer were you allowed your playdates or sleepovers with Kate, nor did she hold another book club until she left you tied up in your playroom with a camera watching over you, all while making you watch a stream of how she gave Kate attention with Agatha’s blessing. 
You were to earn her trust slowly. Each day you behaved better than she sought out for. The pet she longed to have, you became, even with a lack of her magic or special training. Without mommy, you realized you were nobody – you had nobody. 
“Fans around the world are mourning for the loss of famous singer Y/N Y/L/N who is remains nowhere to be found after over a year of having gone missing. A possible sighting was announced just a few weeks ago when-”
Rolling her eyes at the television hanging from the wall of your playroom, Wanda turned the volume down, partly feeling pride when watching images of you on the screen. “Has mama ever told you about the day she found you?”
Looking up with wide, curious eyes, you shook your head. Your mouth was otherwise preoccupied with a hardened nipple buried between your lips. Never did you question the way she suddenly found herself able to produce milk, nor were you against it. It had something to do with her special book you were forbidden from seeing, let alone touching, you knew that much. Silently you sipped her milk, happily tasting the delicious treat you received each night.
Fingers fiddled with your hair as a hum was let out. Wanda bucked her hips, the toy that was snuggled inside your stretched out pussy shifting slightly and drawing a breathy moan from you. “Your auntie Nat and I liked you for a long time. I watched you live first when you were barely 22. She used to watch over you, manage you, and one night I felt…lonely. Nat pulled some strings knowing it would be love at first sight, she brought me over on that show and I’ll never forget how happy I felt when you came out on stage. Back then you didn’t know it, but mommy knew you’d be hers forever. We’re star-crossed lovers – we were meant to be.”
Mesmerized by the tale she told, you nuzzled further against her chest, Wanda’s nudity matching your own. You sat still on top, giggling whenever her cock so much as twitched in you. There weren’t many times when she allowed you to watch television or listen to the radio, but from the few where she gave you permission, you faintly remembered the loving story of your mommy claiming you as her own. 
“I waited for a few months before I brought you home. You looked so cute all passed out in your new playroom after mommy gave you your first special treats. You don’t remember, but we met at a bar you frequented and you didn’t have it in you to question the funny bubbles on your drink. I knew then you wanted it as much as I did. Of all the good little girls in the world, your mama bear picked the best baby,” she planted a kiss atop your head. “My baby bear,” Wanda corrected before a lengthy sigh. “I know you’re curious as to why they’re looking for you, but you don’t have to worry your little head about that. They’re just stupid meanies that want to take you away. Is that what you want?”
You shook your head quickly out of fear. Living without her was impossible. Wanda cared for you, she looked after the frail little creature you were. No one dared love you the same way she did, and you weren’t about to risk it all for the sake of your curiosity. 
“You’re too sleepy to hear about all that big girl stuff, huh? Oh you’re just a cock-dumb puppy,” she laughed as she thrust herself deep inside you until a small bulge formed on your abdomen. “Can you pinky promise mommy that you’ll be a good girl and won’t try to leave again?”
Wanda stuck out her pinky finger, and with a lack of hesitation, you wrapped your own around it, careful to not let go of the stuffed unicorn you clung to alongside her body. “‘M be a good girl.”
The dimly-lit walls of your playroom were covered by posters that you were too hazy and dumbed down to recognize your face in. They were possessions Wanda treasured in the attic, having only taken them out when she was sure of your undying loyalty to her — whether voluntary or not, she couldn’t care. She refrained from casting any long-lasting spells on you, always wishing for you to organically fall for your captor, but seeing as you failed to listen to the most basic of instructions, her last resort came from the Darkhold.
“You’re my perfect little baby,” Wanda whispered before she spat a string of incoherent mumbles. Her eyes glowed red alongside her fingers as she held you in place, her cock stretching out your depths with a tender thrust. As a burning sensation set in over your abdomen, you squirmed, but never did Wanda allow you to let go. “Always and forever, Y/N.”
From then on you carried her special glowing marking — that which mirrored the headpiece of the scarlet outfit you had once found accidentally stuffed into her closet. Its flames disallowed you from leaving her, instead forcing you to crave the woman you knew as your newfound owner. Whether you knew it or not, you were always Wanda’s property.
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Y/N: Guy’s, I think I’m in love with Natasha.
Yelena: Wait, Natasha, as in my sister?
Y/N: Yes, that Natasha. Thoughts?
Yelena: And prayers.
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WandaVision (2021) Episode 5: On a Very Special Episode…
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“Language, Wanda.”
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Y/N: Fight me!
Natasha, standing behind them, mouthing: Do not.
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Kind of following up on that latest ask, there has been a lot of interest in Giantess!Wanda (which makes me so happy). I’m starting to think that maybe this really would do better as an AU or series? If people are interested I’d be more than willing to keep going. I do love my giant wife very much. So feel free to send me ideas about her if you’d like! (Or any other fics too)!
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Hello, I hope you don't mind if I make a request for "Giantess! Wanda" because I liked the one you did and I hope you don't mind doing another one with another story or doing a second part to that one.
Hi! I’m very happy to hear you liked my fic! I’ve never thought of doing requests since I didn’t think anyone would ever ask. 😅 But if you, or anyone else for that matter, has something in mind you’d like to see or think would be interesting, feel free to send me an idea!
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