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Oh Bite Me 🙄 pt3
Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Reader
High school AU
Word count: 3420
Summary: As the youngest Stark, sister to the billionaire, playboy, philanthropist himself, Tony Stark Y/n… she has her father's brains and her mother's compassion. Her brain is what landed her in close quarters with Wanda Maximoff, an emo teen who’s struggling to keep her grades up after the loss of her brother. The two of them soon come to realise that being just friends isn’t something they want to do, but can they push their pride aside and admit they feel for each other?
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Her smooth hands slid slowly up your body. You leaned into her touch. Her soft lips placed hot kisses across your stomach. You but your lip your core was now throbbing with anticipation as she kissed your lower stomach moving to your thighs. She bit down harshly on your thigh causing you to jerk up a small cry leaving your lips.
“Careful now, someone might just hear you.” She taunted her eyes sparkling with mirth. You glared at her.
“Shut up you-”
Your words died on your tongue as she pressed her thumb onto your clit through your soaked panties. She was looking you straight in the eyes daring you to deny her. And her touch.
You bit your lip not saying anything. She chucked.
“That desperate for me are you? You usually have such an opinion.” She smirked. Your hands gripped the sheets tighter. She leant up placing a burning kiss to your lips. Her tongue invaded your mouth, she tasted so sweet. Like honey. You groaned as she gripped your hair pulling your head back. She bit down on your bottom lip causing a whimper to fall from your lips.
“Oh baby, you look so pretty right now.” She whispers nibbling on your earlobe.
“Please.” You whisper a burning need ripping through your body. Her hand enclosed around your throat and she smirked.
“Wanda!” You gasped as she slipped her fingers into you. You moaned softly.
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Your eyes snapped open and you sat upright your heart was pounding in your chest, your breaths coming out in quick pants. Your mind was reeling, your body was still sensitive from such an intrepid dream. You sighed bringing your hand to your lips still feeling Wanda’s scorching kiss.
What the hell.
“Why did I just-” you stopped and glanced at the clock.
06:05 am
You sighed deciding to get up. Walking to the shower you turned on the water. You loved your shower time. The feeling of the water as it rained down above you. The jets were your favourite part. The pressure managed your body removing any kinks from your sleep. The water was on its hottest temperature the condensation steaming the room. The glass walls were hard to see through and you washed your hair stopping to draw little hearts on the door.
You closed your eyes letting the heat warm your body. Your mind wandered back to the dream. The way Wanda’s hands felt roaming your skin, they way her lips felt as they lowered down your stomach and the way her lips felt on your neck. Your stomach tightened desire pooling into you.
She was captivating in your dream. The burning desire in her eyes, the smirk on her lips. She was stunning. Both in dreamland and in real life.
You quickly finished you’re shower banishing Wanda from your mind. You were going to go the simple route and avoid her until the embarrassment of your dream left you and you locked it away in your mind never to be thought of again.
You dressed and styled your hair into a plait that started at the side of your head and fell over your left shoulder.
Pulling out your phone you sent a quick text to Yelena and Kate asking if they wanted to go to the café before school. Both agreed and you went off to pick them up.
You pulled up outside the café and Kate and Yelena rushed to be out first and in the line. “Stop shoving!” Yelena snapped her Russian accent thick with annoyance. Kate scowled shoving her again.
“Stop shoving.” She mocked feigning Yelena’s accented. You chuckled at the two of them rolling your eyes at their childishness.
“Sweethearts calm down, we’ll all get a turn.” You cooed mockingly. Yelena sneered at you.
“This annoyance is on you.” She points towards Kate. Kate scowled crossing her arms over her chest.
You got to the counter and smiled at the cashier. She was about your age, she had white blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and light pink lips. “Hi what can I get you?” She smiled brightly. The intensity of her smile made heat crawl up your neck.
“Hi- um can I get a large skinny vanilla latte please.” You say with a smile.
“Of course, anything else?”
You pondered the sweet treats section and decided to get something. “And an apple turnover please.” You say. She nodded and you waited for her to collect your items.
“That’ll be $6.99, please.” She said.
You nodded and paid. You, Yelena and Kate walked to a booth and the three of you sat down. “So how are the sessions with Wanda going?” Yelena asked. You sighed. “She giving you trouble?!” Yelena said quickly a fierce protectiveness burning in her eyes. You smiled shaking your head.
“No, she’s actually been very engaged, she’s improving!” You say with a grin. Yelena glanced over at Kate a knowing look in her eyes.
“Well that’s good then, I suppose I don’t have to beat her up.”
You laughed. “Beat who up?” You heard a voice say. Her voice.
You turned and your breath caught in your chest. “Wanda. Hi.” You breathed. She looked down at you her eyes burning your skin as she trailed her eyes down your form.
“Sleep well? You look a little… tired?” She says concern creasing her brow. Your cheeks flushed the dream you had of Wanda came bursting back into your mind. You lowered your gaze taking a sip of your coffee.
“Uh, actually, I didn’t get much sleep.” You admit, her lips quirked up.
“Hmm.” Was all she said.
You eyed her suspiciously but she walked to sit down next to cait. “So what are you guys doing here?” She asked her eyes still on me.
“Just came to chill before school, no specific reason.” Kate says beaming.
You nod not able to look into Wanda’s eyes. The dream was burning through your making you feel all kinds of warm. Wanda was smirking like she knew why you were so flushed.
“Well, it was nice seeing you here, Y/N I’ll see you at your place for our session. Tony’s back today, did you know?” She asked. You looked up and nodded. Your brother had texted you this morning letting you know he’d be back, with gifts.
“Yeah, he tell you about the party he’s hosting at the tower?” You say.
She nodded. “Yeah you going?” She asked standing up, leaning against the side of the booth.
“Yeah I have to. Yelena and Kate are going too, I think Nat will be there. I know Steve will be.” You say. She nods.
“Well then, I’ll look forward to seeing you there…” she says here eyes boring into mine. “All of you.” She says offering a grin to the rest of the crowd. Yelena and Kate smiled back. Wanda walked past you her scent wrapping around you, the sweet scent of her perfume. It was refreshing, cool, exotic and it made your heart beat faster.
This infatuation was dangerous.
The way her eyes lit you on fire, the way her smile made your heart beat quickly, the way her lips curved when she’d deliver a snarky comment.
You swallowed rubbing a hand over your face. “Shall we get going?” Kate says checking the time. You nodded.
The three of you walked back towards the car. Something caught your attention and you looked over. Wanda was leaning against her car a girl had her hand on the car next to Wanda’s head. Wanda was leaning into her, judging from the smirk on her face she knew this girl and they were… friendly. Wanda placed a hand on the girls waist, her other hand twirling a strand of her dark hair.
You looked away anger building in your chest. The was she was smiling at the girl, the way she was touching her made you angry beyond reason. You opened the car door and clenched your jaw. You glanced back over one last time before getting in the car. You slammed the door and angrily started the car.
Without a word you left the café your mood was sour. An indescribable feeling has taken up your stomach every time you think of Wanda your stomach tightens.
“Hey are you okay? You’ve been quite all morning.” Kate asked linking her arm through yours. You looked up at her and smiled.
“I’m good, just tired today.” You say. It wasn’t a lie. You were tired but you were also annoyed at Wanda. Not for any valid reason. She was allowed to be with whoever she wants to be. You guys weren’t a thing nor would you ever be.
So why did her hands on another girl make your stomach tighten almost painfully?
Soon enough school had ended. Usually this time of day would excite you, but the thought of seeing Wanda after today made your body fill with anxiety.
Getting home you at least had a distraction. Tony was sitting at the kitchen island eating from a box. You grinned running up to him. He opened his arms and you through your arms around him. “How was your trip?!” You asked with a grin. He smiled down at you.
“It was great. I got some very needed me time.”
“Us time.” Pepper called out causing Tony to smirk.
“Why of course dear.” He smirked.
You hugged Pepper and she squeezed you tightly. “Have fun without us?” She grinned.
“Oh yeah! I had so many wild parties, you’re lucky you didn’t get here till the afternoon. It was a wreck this morning.” You joke. She chucked at you.
“You’re funny.” Tony declared with an eye roll.
“Well I’m going to freshen up. I’ll be back down in a few.” He nodded.
You rushed upstairs and hopped in the shower. You threw on an oversized hoodie and some shorts and pinned back your wet hair. Grabbing your notes you walked back downstairs, surprised to see Wanda at the table talking to your brother. The rush of emotions you felt whilst looking at her was overwhelming. You haven’t seen her since the café. You avoided her in school and had managed to escape her gaze in class.
You announced your presence by dropping your bag next to the sofa. The room turned to look at you and you nodded politely. “Wanda’s here because I have to tutor her.” You say to Tony. He nods.
“I know. She said. We were just discussing the party tonight, you’re still coming right?” He asked. You shrug.
“I don’t know.”
“You said you were this morning? Change your mind so soon?” She teased. You cast her an icy gaze and she frowned.
“Yep.” Was all you said as you settled down throwing your notes on the table.
“What’s your issue?” She asked.
“Let’s get started.” Was all you said. She slowly approached her shoes clicking off the tiles. She sat down next to you not as close as she usually did. You noticed the absence of her proximity immediately.
You knew you were being mean and you had absolutely no reason to be. You were being stupid. “Did I do something?” She asked in a whisper. You looked at her anger glistening in your gaze.
“No.”
“You’re mad.” She states.
“How’s your girlfriend?” You asked calmly. She frowned.
“Girlfriend? What?”
“This morning against your car, very classy by the way. You two seemed to be enjoying each other’s company.” You say, trying to remove all emotion from your tone. Wanda’s eyes widened. She then frowned.
“That- why are you bothered, jealous?” She asked her eyes sparkling. You scoffed.
“As if.”
“You sure, you sound pretty jealous.” She says shifting so you were closer. Your eyes darted over to the kitchen where Tony was. He was working with his back to you. Wanda leaned forward her breath fanning against your ear. “Which part made you jealous? When I did this?” She asked reaching up her fingers skimmed your neck causing your heart to pound and body erupt in goosebumps, heat sizzled where she touched. Her eyes were teasing but there was an intensity in them. She wrapped her fingers around a lock of your hair as she did with the girl this morning. “Or this?” She breathed her other hand falling to your hip squeezing it. “Or maybe when she did this,” she said her voice just above a whisper, she leaned in her nose skimming the skin of your neck. You had stopped breathing. She was so close to you. Close enough that if you just lent forward the tiniest bit your lips would be touching. She was toying with you and she was enjoying it.
Well. Two can play at that game.
You lifted your head your hand coming to cup the back of her neck. Your fingers slid into Wanda’s hair and you tugged her head back slightly. Your lips hovered over hers. She was breathing heavily, her eyes widen in shock as you came so close your lips brushed hers as you spoke. “Don’t flatter yourself Maximoff, your ego is big enough.” You smirk.
“You know what else is big?” She smirked.
“Your imagination by the sounds of it. Me? Jealous? Funny.” You say pulling back and casting her a cold look. She only stared at you. Her tongue darted out as she licked her lips.
“Cute.”
“You going to be able to focus or do you need to cool down.” You teased running a finger down her neck. She shoved your hand away and scowled. You didn’t miss the way she clenched her thighs and fists at your touch.
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Your dress clung to you in all the right places. The black satin material felt like a second skin it was so tight. You loved how sexy the dress made you feel, how tall the heels made you look, how big your breasts looked in the dress. You loved everything about this outfit from the shoes to the diamond earrings you were wearing. You clasped a gold heart necklaces around your neck and sprayed some perfume on yourself. You dabbed it behind your ears, and on your wrists.
Looking in the mirror you grinned. Your hair was curled and you had light make up on, your favourite was the winged eyeliner, the contrast made you look sharp, fierce.
You grabbed your phone and your bag and headed out.
Pepper, Tony, Steve and Nat were all in the living room when you made your entrance. Tony’s face simmered with disapproval. Steve smiled. “You look lovely Y/N.” He said and you smiled.
“Why mince words Cap, she looks sexy.” Nat smirked. You winked and did a twirl to which she responded with a low whistle before you both started laughing.
“I do not like this.” Tony muttered. You rolled your eyes.
“Yeah well I don’t like you.” You replied feigning to pick dirt from your nails. He stalked over to you and you quickly rushed away hiding behind Natasha. “Leave my hair alone.” You say pointing a long finger at him. He only smirked in response.
Once that was over the five of you headed to the limo.
“How’s the tutoring with Wanda going?” Pepper asked as you all got situated in the back of the limo. Tony was handing out glasses of champagne and you took one gleefully.
Your eyes fell back on pepper. She was wearing a beautiful navy spaghetti strap dress that fitted her body well extenuating her feminine curves. “It’s going.”
“Why so glum?” Steve asked.
“I forget sometimes that not everyone understands things the way we do,” you say casting a glance to your brother. “She’s a good student, I just feel like I should be making it easier for her.”
“If you don’t fail you’re not learning.” Pepper smiled.
“I know but sometimes I feel like I’m pushing her too hard. She doesn’t need to excel only pass.” You say contemplating your teaching methods.
“Is she struggling with it?” Nat asked. You shrug.
“Some parts, but she’s truly great when she understands it. You should see how proud she gets when she gets the answers right. She gets that cute little proud smile and it’s all she talks about after.” You say smiling at the find memory.
Natasha tilted her head to the side and smirked a glint in her eyes. “I see. Well if she doesn’t complain and isn’t struggling to bad I don’t see why you should dumb it down for her. Just give her time to understand and things will go smoothly.” Nat said and you nodded.
The party, unlike the one you threw was extravagant. Elegant ice sculptures were dotted around the room, tables filled with party favours, ballooned arches delicate designs were strewn around the room and it was rammed. Your eyes widened in awe as you took in the room. Tony led your group to the rest of the Avengers. Clint and Bruce were engaged in conversation with Bucky as they all sat around a glass table. When you guys approached they all stood welcoming you all. You grinned as Bucky hugged you. “You look delicious, doll.” He whispered and you blushed stepping away.
“Thank you.” You say. You felt arms slip around your waist and you turned swiftly to see Yelena. You smiled.
“Hey gorgeous.” She placed a kiss on your cheek.
“Hey- I have to-”
Your eyes wondered behind her and saw Wanda. Your heart fluttered into a quickened pace. She was wearing a tight red dress, almost as bright as her magic. Her eyes had a Smokey eye effect and eyeliner to make her seem that much more fierce. Her look was completed with heels and her usual smirk. You started to walk over to her when you saw the girl from the café. She appeared and wrapped her arms around Wanda’s neck. She pulled her into a deep kiss. Wanda responded quickly. Her hands gripping the girls waist.
You felt as if the breath had been knocked out of you. You felt like… like you wanted to beat that girl into the ground for putting her lips on Wanda. But the rational side of your brain prevented that. Wanda wasn’t yours.
Yelena placed her hand on your shoulder. You turned and she was giving you a knowing look. “That what I was going to tell you.” She said apologetically. You wiped your face of any emotion and shrugged.
“She can so whatever or whoever she likes.” You say with a mask of indifference on your face. She squeezed your shoulder and you smiled.
You held your head high and went back over to the others. You stood in front of Bucky. “Room to sit?” You say with a smirk. He gestured to his lap.
“Seats all yours.” He said jokingly. You smiled and say down. You threw your one leg over the other so you were cross legged on his lap. He stiffened in shock. You grabbed his beer from his hand and took a sip.
“You don’t mind do you?” You ask and he coughs clearing his throat.
“Not at all, Doll.” You grinned at him.
“Brill.” You say as you brig the bottle up to your lips. You took a swig never breaking eye contact with him. He swallowed nervously.
You heard a voice clear.
You turned your face looked at the noise. “Maximoff.”
“Stark.” She said her eyes boring holes into you.
“Enjoying the party?” She says. You lean forward so she gets a delicious view of your cleavage and grab a bottle from the ice bucket on the table.
“I’m definitely enjoying the company.” You say raising a brow.
She looked between you and Bucky. Her eyes were hiring with annoyance. The red wisps were present in her heated gaze. “Can we talk? Privately?”
You stand and walk towards her a feline smirk on your lips. You reach her and then turn to Bucky. “No, I’m going to dance. Care to join me?” You say to Bucky. He smirks and stands up. Wanda goes to reach for you but you quickly evade her. You lean into her ear. “She seems like a good kisser, you should go join your date.” You say venomously. Her eyes widened.
“You saw?”
“I’m not blind.”
With that Bucky’s had wrapped around your waist and the two of you left to dance. Leaving Wanda staring at the two of you in a quiet rage.
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mrs-avenger3000 · 11 months
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Twins 😌,
Indeed ;)
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The Devil’s Bridge, Kromlau, Germany
This is the bridge that I imagine Rose and Dimitri fighting on in Blood Promise 😍
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Seeing Red
Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Summary: After Steve went into the ice, HYDRA took out their frustrations on his doe eyed little sister Y/n Rogers. Now after being experimented on for half her life, she’s back in Steve’s life. She’s a part of the team. A team that included the elusive Wanda Maximoff who just so happened to have saved her life. An accident forced them together, but it seems something deeper, more mysterious, is keeping them together.
Word Count: 2.9K
Warnings: 18+ Violence, fighting, implied smut, kissing, smut, swearing, angst, fluff, soulmate au, PTSD
A/n: I had this idea whilst reading Vampire Academy. I loved the idea of Rose and Lissa’s bond, so I tweaked it a little and turned it into a soulmate story…
Please do not copy my work or repost with the intent to take ownership of my work :) Feedback is as always welcome as are reblogs, comments and likes
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Things were never easy for you, you've lived through a literal world war. You lost your boyfriend and then your brother. You had given up at this point. Without your family... what did you really have? Your parents? Dead. Brother? Dead. Your love? Also dead. The only person you had left was Peggy, and she was just as distraught by Steve's death as you were.
Despite this you kept going. You were determined to ensure your brother didn't sacrifice himself for nothing. You had made it your mission to destroy HYDRA. Every fibre of your body burned with pure rage as you saw what they were doing to your home.
You had mixed feelings about Steve's sacrifice. Because yes, he thwarted their plans, and saved millions of lives, but it cost him his life. And it cost you your brother. This was the guy who would light all the candles in your bedroom every time you had a nightmare. He'd tell you that as long as the candle burns, you were safe. He's the guy who nursed you when you were sick. He taught you never to back down from a fight; he is- was the only constant in your life and you miss him terribly.
You lifted your head as you heard the door to your apartment open. You smiled sadly at Peggy. Her eyes were reddened and puffy. It didn't take you long to deduce that she had been crying again.
"I wanted to stop by... to see how you were." She mumbled, her voice slightly hoarse. You sighed, looking at your feet..
"I'm okay." You say, still looking at your feet.
"I wish I could say the same... I really, really do. I miss him so, so much." She sniffles, her eyes becoming glassy. You took a sharp intake of breath, thinking of him always hurt now. You used to think of your brother and be nothing but happy, but now that he's gone, the happy memories hurt because you know you can never experience anymore.
Thinking for a moment, you glanced at the teary woman in front of you, sighing you turned and walked into your bedroom. Pulling a cardboard box out from underneath your bed, you smiled as you saw the black-and-white picture of you and your brother at the carnival. He had face paint on and you had drawn a silly moustache on yourself. Placing the picture in your pocket, you grabbed what you originally intended to and walked back over to Peggy.
"Here, it was his favourite... it... it still smells like him." You whisper, handing her his favourite jumper. You nodded as she held it to her chest, sniffing it slightly. This seemed to make her cry harder.
"Thank you." She whispered as she slipped the jumper on over her uniform. You smiled as she did so. You knew your brother would have married this woman. She was his future, and you understood why. She was a beautiful human inside and out and you felt extreme pride when you refer to her as your friend.
You two sat and talked for hours until there was a noise that had Peggy reaching for her gun. Your anxiety bubbled as you watched her go check it out. You grabbed a knife from the kitchen and gripped it tightly. There was a loud commotion and shots were being fired, the loud bangs echoing through the walls of the apartment. You could smell the burning of... something, as the air suddenly felt warmer. Something was burning. Your worry increased as you heard Peggy groan in pain. The sudden puff of smoke confirmed your suspicions. Your apartment was now burning. "Y/N! RUN!" Peggy yelled as she came rushing into the front room, only to be tackled by a large burley looking man. He pinned her to the ground, and you glared at him.
"Let her go!" You yelled as you rushed over. Before you could get to him, you screamed as the front door was smashed in wood flew everywhere as it splintered off the door. The door crashed to the floor and your eyes widened as more people filed into the room, they were dressed in a uniform, they were soldiers and you then noticed the marks on their uniforms. Your rage soared as the HYDRA men burst into your home. You gripped the knife tightly before going after them. Even though you had no idea how you were going to win against a small army of HYDRA agents, you were determined to win. You punched, kicked, stabbed your way through the agents, but it was no use. One guy punched you so hard in the face, stars clouded your vision and you felt your eyelids become heavy.
The last thing you heard before you faded into the darkness was Peggy's final scream for you. "Y/N!" she yelled as you hit the floor.
HYDRA had got you now. You were theirs. And nothing could be done about it.
Today
The ringing in your ears intensified as you began running through the halls. There was only one thought in mind. "I have to get out." Your feet moved quickly as you rushed down the hall. You were being chased, but you had one advantage your advisories didn’t. During your time in HYDRA, you had been turned into a super solider just like your big brother was before he died.
You saw the wall and something inside you knew that you were only on the second floor. So you braced yourself and launched yourself out of the window. Glass shattered all around you, slicing your skin. Even more so when you landed. You slid across the ground. A cry leaving your lips as you did. You rolled over before you pulled your body up and broke out into a sprint. All you could think about was not getting caught. It didn’t matter about the fact nothing looked familiar, or that your body was begging you to lie on the floor and give up. You didn’t care about the blood that was seeping into your clothes all you cared about was getting away.
You were so caught up in getting away you didn’t pay attention to your surroundings. You slammed straight into a couple. The man’s hands shot out to steady the girl as they looked angrily at you. Until they saw your condition. The noise of the world hit you at once and you kept turning around, your eyes squinted as you looked all around the place. Tall buildings, loud noises. And they’re way too many people. The man came into focus as he gave you a concerned look.
“Can you tell me your name, doll?” He asked, and you squinted at him. Your heart was pounding in your chest so loud you could barely hear anything else. You swallowed.
“Where am I?”
“New York.” He replied softly.
You shook your head defiantly. “No, no, this isn’t New York. I- no!” You grabbed him by the collar. “Where am I!” you demanded as you shoved him backwards before stepping back from him a few steps. His eyes widened as he looked to your left.
“Watch out!” You heard someone new yell. Suddenly, you were encased in a red glow. It’s spirals moving you. Your body instantly warmed, and you strangely felt comfort from this red embrace. But your comfort didn’t last long as a body knocked into you. You both went tumbling to the floor, causing you to groan as you scraped your already bleeding cuts. Despite the pain, you felt insanely warm. You opened your eyes to see a curious and worried green pair staring back. Your heart jumped into your throat as you gazed at her. She was truly beautiful.
You flushed as you realised that she was practically straddling you. Her cheeks turned red as she stared at you. “Wanda!”
That voice.
The girl you now know as Wanda got up and held her hand out for you. You took it. Her touch was warm, and it left soft tingles on your skin and for a second she didn’t let go of your hand. You blushed softly before your eyes widened. “S-Steve?” You whispered softly. His eyes teared up as he rushed over to you.
“Y/n! How? How is this-” you cut him off by throwing your arms around his shoulders hugging him.
“You died! I- I mourned you.” You cried. His tears wet your shirt as he hugged you tightly.
“Peggy… she said HYDRA attacked and took you and she hasn’t seen you since.” He mumbled. You nodded.
“I… I’m like you now.” You mumbled, and he pulled back, cupping your face with his hands as he surveyed you.
“You’re not my little sister anymore… you’ve grown up.” He smiled, kissing your forehead.
“I was so lost without you. When you didn’t come home… when you went into the ice. I thought you died, Stevie.” You mumble, your voice cracking as you started to cry again. He squeezed you and you gasped in pain, causing Wanda to step forward, worry present on her face.
“Steve, she’s bleeding.” Her voice was like silk, so smooth, and yet she sounded so panicked. You glanced up at your brother through heavy eyelids. The exhaustion was catching up quickly, and you struggled to keep your eyes open.
“I… I think I’m going to close my eyes now.” You muttered as the world started to darken. You remember Steve picking you up before your eyes closed fully.
Steve glanced at Wanda, his eyes widening. He scooped her up and held her to his chest. “Let’s get her back to the tower.” He rushed out as he began running.
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Steve sighed as he watched Bruce work on his little sister, his worry increasing when Bruce pulled out surgical instruments. “Just need to throw a few sutures here, Cap. Nothing too serious. She's lost a lot of blood, so I'm going to have to replace it. I've already started a drip and she should be okay in a couple of hours.” He muttered, focusing on what he was doing. His focus was momentarily taken off you as he heard the door open. He smiled softly when he saw Wanda walk in. She had been feeling antsy ever since she left. She didn’t know what, but something was urging her to come seek you out. The way her heart fluttered when you and her locked eyes confused yet intrigued her. Her eyes widened when she saw Bruce stitching up her side.
Steve have her an exhausted smile as she took a swat next to him. Wanda frowned as she could feel how anxious he was. “You never mentioned you had a sister.” She commented with a snippy edge. He glanced at her, noticing her small smirk. He sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“When I went into the ice, she was seventeen. She’s at least twenty-three now. She should be at least 80. Which means for 80 years she has been in HYDRA’s clutches for decades and I didn’t figure it out.” He whispered sadly. Wanda reached over to squeeze it.
“You couldn’t have known.” She whispered.
“But I should have. I should have known.” He repeated, seeming distraught. Wanda wanted to take his mind off it so she asked about her. It helped distract Steve enough, so he wasn’t constantly hovering over Bruce. It also helped to quench Wanda’s compulsion to ask about you more and more.
“When we were kids, our parents used to take us to this field and there was this tree that Y/n made it her mission to climb for weeks. She tried and then when she did. She fell off,” he chuckled. “She never wanted to get down. My father usually had to climb up and get her.” He smiled at the memory.
“And then our parents died, and we only had each other. And then Bucky. She lost him too. She lost everyone. I’m glad Peggy was there for her once I went under. I always wondered if Y/n had a crush on her.” He joked, causing Wanda to giggle.
Bruce had finished stitching you up. He pulled the gloves off his hands and stood up. “The sedation will wear off soon and I’ve given her some medication to help with the pain.” Bruce smiled.
Steve nodded, his eyes travelling to the door. Bucky walked in, his eyes widening. “Y/n?” He whispered, his voice strained. He looked at Steve and he nodded.
Bucky hugged Steve tightly, laughing in excitement. “I can’t believe it.” He whispered, pulling back.
“Me either.”
An hour later and you began to stir. The pain in your side was bearable, but you could tell it was numbed. “Steve…” you called out, reaching up to rub your eyes. You looked down and saw that the girl who saved you… Wanda was resting her hand on yours. You looked at your hands and then at her before your eyes shot up to see Steve.
“Y/n… how- how are you?”
You smiled. But then your smile dropped. “B-Bucky?” You gasped. He stood up and grinned, walking up to you.
“Hey doll, happy to see me?”
“Is everyone who is supposed to be dead not dead? Is Peggy?”
“No… no she, she died a few years ago.” Steve said sadly. You frowned.
“I’m sorry. Did you at least get some time with her?”
Steve smiled, nodding. “A little.”
That little piece of information made you smile. Peggy had always wished for more time, that was it, and you were glad that they had gotten time together, even if it was only a small amount. Bucky came around and held your free hand. He brought it up to his lips he kissed your hand, and then smiled brightly up at you. "Things haven't been the same without you. I've missed you every day." He sighs, and you cast your eyes over to Wanda. She seemed annoyed. There was a small crinkle in between her brows that gave away her annoyance. You wanted nothing more than to. Make it go away. You pulled your hand from Bucky's grip, a small smile on your face.
"I missed you too, Buck." He frowned.
"What happened to you?" Steve asked, and you sighed.
"Well... since you destroyed HYDRA's plan to blow up the world they were angry with you so they took their frustrations out on me, at first it was purely anger based torture, but then they decided they needed me, so they experimented on me and then once they successfully turned me into an enhanced super solider, they froze me I guess, I don 't really remember much, I woke up a few years ago. It was weird I was the same age, but it was like a million years had passed. The world looks so different now. I- I don't think I'll ever be able to catch up." You explained. They all listened to your story intently. Wanda squeezed your hand as if to remind you that she was still here, or to support you, you didn't know which.
"They tortured you?" Steve asked brokenly.
You looked up at him and shook your head. "I survived, I'm okay."
"You're strong." The girl spoke up. You looked at her and smiled softly. Her eyes captured you as she stared at you. You couldn't find the strength to look away. Her features were soft, her eyes assessing you. There was this connection like there was something about her that pulled you into her orbit. She was truly gorgeous, from her fair skin to her cute button nose. You swallowed. Clearing your throat, you smiled.
"You feeling okay?" She asked, her hand still on yours. Her warmth was comforting.
"I'm as okay as I can be." You say with a smile. She continued to stare until a noise blurted out, causing you to jump. Steve smiled apologetically at you. He then pulled out a small square thing and tapped it. You frowned.
"Yes, Tony. I know. She’s okay.” He said, talking into the tiny magic box.
“I’ll update you on this when she has rested.” He muttered. Shoving the square thing back into his pocket.
A sudden chill wracked through my body and in a second the room had warmed and the chill of the room replaced with a toasty feeling. You glanced at Wanda and saw the red tint in her eyes. You tilted your head slightly, looking at the glow in her irises.
“Your eyes change colour?” You asked.
"A side effect of my power." She said, her hands glowing as she showed me. The red glow is similar to the red shield that encased you earlier, only darker, more vibrant. You looked at her in pure fascination. Your hand came up to touch her glowing hand, but Bucky quickly intercepted grabbing your wrist softly.
"Careful, doll, that energy stings." He said, glancing at Wanda's frown.
"Only when I want them to." She said with a feline smirk. In the split second, she made a decision. A small ball of her power shot out from her finger and slammed into Bucky's hand that was still gripping my wrist. He hissed in pain, ripping his hand away. He started shaking his hand as if it would stop the pain. Wanda giggled as he swore at her.
You grinned at the interaction. Your mind was reeling from today. So much had happened, and there was still so much to learn. You were eager to learn all about this new era, but even more eager to learn about the powerful redhead at your bedside. As if she could read minds, she turned to you and smiled. You smiled back, loving the blissful look on her face. You didn't spare Bucky a second glance as Steve called him over.
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Pair: Natasha Romanoff x Reader(fem).
Type: Fluff/Angst/Smut
Word count: 2.7K
Warning: This will contain adult language, mature themes such as violence, mentions of death and torture as well as sexual language and so 18+
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Remember me pt4
Natasha sat across from you. She was getting ready for her date and you were getting ready for yours. Steve had decided to make it a double date. Much to your dismay. You certainly didn’t want to watch Bucky fawn all over the woman you may have very intense and confusing emotions towards. “You excited?” She asked, and you glanced at her.
“I- I um have never been on a date before, so I don’t know. I’m more nervous.”
She leans over and places a hand on yours. The warmth of her hand seeped into yours, making you feel all kinds of things. Your eyes accidentally drop to her cleavage, which was on display, gorgeously and you quickly rip your eyes away, your face flushing like mad. Nat smiled slightly. “He’s going to love you in that dress.” She grinned. Your eyebrows furrowed.
“How do you know?”
She went to say something, but she clamped her mouth shut again. “He just will. I know it.” She murmured, her thumb caressing your hand. The warmth from her touch seeped into your hand, even a small touch like this left your skin sizzling with warmth. You smiled at her.
“Bucky is going to fall over when he sees you.”
Natasha rolls her eyes. “Please.” She muttered. You scoff.
“That dress is gorgeous in its self but you really pull it off Natalia.” You whisper. Your eyes connect for several intense seconds before she stands up and you follow suit. She hands you something and you look at it. It’s a little necklace, it is a little diamond, and it’s really pretty.
“Will you put this on me?” You nod.
You gently move her hair off her neck so it didn’t get caught on the clasp. You place the necklace around her neck and secured it. You let your hands fall to rest on her shoulders closer to her neck. And your eyes caught hers through the mirror. Her eyes are captivating and you felt the nerves bunch in your stomach.
“Can I ask you something?”
You nod.
“The letter you wrote. Did you mean it?” She asks, a slight vulnerability to her tone. You swallowed, licking your now dry lips.
“I meant everything.” You say and her cheek curved up, but she didn’t smile. She just nodded.
“So the part where you said-”
“Hey ladies. Ready to go?” Bucky said as he walked into the room. His eyes fell over Natasha’s body. He smirked as his eyes stared at her cleavage. He was shameless in his staring. This made you feel… you didn’t know some form of anger, but not quite anger…
Natasha pulled up her dress and hid her cleavage, much to Bucky’s dismay. She smiled tightly and held out her hand. He took it gently, and they walked out. You followed silently, falling back so you couldn’t hear what they were saying. You jumped when you felt an arm link through yours. You glanced to the side and smiled. “Hey Wanda.” You smiled.
“Hey, y/n you look amazing!” She grinned, squealing a little. This caused Natasha to look back. You didn’t notice. She scowled slightly when she noticed your arm around Wanda’s shoulder.
You sigh happily. Steve came into view, and you felt a slight disappointment. He stopped and stared at you for several seconds. “Wow. You look good!” He smiled. You saw Natasha roll her eyes and your brows furrowed in confusion. You smiled at Steve.
“Thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“Haha, I bet Steve can’t wait to see you out of that dress, Y/n.” Bucky joked and your eyes widened and your face flushed.
“I-I…”
“She’s not like that.” Natasha cut in. Glaring at her date.
“Are you?” He asked with a hopeful look in his eyes. You scowled as she smirked at him.
“Play your cards right… and maybe.”
He smirked, squeezing her hip. You glanced away, focusing on Steve. “Ignore him.” He said with a slight eye roll. You smiled. He held out his arm, and you nodded, taking his arms. Wanda smiled.
“Have a good time, you two!” she beamed.
“Thank you Wands.” You grinned.
The four of you walked out of the building and slid into one of the many, many limos that pull up here, per Stark’s request. The seats were heated, ensuring that the sleek, expensive leather wasn’t cold. You sat by the window, Steve settled in next to you, and Natasha and Bucky slipped in opposite us. You secured your seatbelt and smiled at the girl in front of you. She smirked back at you. Her eyes dropped down to your legs and you watched as her smirk widened a fraction. The air seemed to still and you couldn’t focus on anything but the fact that her eyes were on you. You shifted in your seat before crossing your leg over the other one. The action caused your dress to ride up. Her eyes snapped to the newly exposed skin. She swallowed, and then the moment ended as soon as Bucky slipped his hand onto Natasha’s thigh. You clenched your jaw, looking out the window. Hating the fact he was touching her in such a way.
Steve’s arm fell around your shoulders, and you smiled, leaning into him. He was always so comfortable, and he was very sweet and he’d be the perfect boyfriend. That much was obvious, but he wasn’t… her.
“I think we’re here.” He said, leaning down to whisper in my ear. “You really do look beautiful, y/n.” You flushed, smiling down at your feet.
“Thank you.” You whispered back, reaching up and linking your hand with his that was still around your shoulders. He grinned in approval.
Soon enough, the car rolled to a stop, and you felt less anxious now. Everyone got out and Natasha fell into step right beside you. Steve had linked his hand with yours, but you didn't acknowledge it much, you were far more concentrated on the fact that Natasha's hand was softly brushing against yours as you walked. You glanced at her. She was smiling slightly, and you weren't really sure why.
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"Can I take your order, or do you need a little more time?" The waiter asked, she looked about 16 and was very nervous waiting on a table full of three Avengers. You smiled at her to which she returned immediately.
"Um, no, I think we're ready." Bucky spoke up and everyone agreed. We ordered our meals and the girl, whose nametag said "Emma" rushed back to the kitchen. Natasha was discussing something with Steve. You tuned out of the conversation to stare at her. Her hair was curled and fell over her shoulders, the ends stopping where her dress started, the perfect spot where her shoulders meet her neck. You kept your eyes on her for a moment longer before looking down at your utensils absentmindedly spinning your knife around in circles.
“So how did you guys meet?” Steve asked glancing between Natasha and you. You looked up your whole body perking up, smiling at the memory.
“Well, I was told I was abandoned by my parents and so I was taken to the red room and well… it was horrible but what they made us do was worse. And I was there both before and after they invented the chemicals that forced us to do their bidding. But Natasha saved me I guess is the only way I can explain it. I had just finished my first mission and was ready to end it all I hated the way I felt afterwards. I hated myself. Um Natalia found me and stoped me. After that we became friends and we’ve been close ever since. She is the only person I had ever loved.” You confessed smiling brightly by the end of your confession. Natasha reached over and squeezed my hand.
“Wow… I guess something like that does bond you.” Bucky said with a gentle smile. “But how did you end up where we found you?”
“HYDRA is always looking for new blood, especially someone who is as disposable as I am. I guess my skills and my past helped them want to choose me… I don’t know I had been out of the red room's influence for a few years and then I was captured by HYDRA and well, you know how that ended.”
“Did you get a chance to live?” Bucky asked with a smile.
You nodded. “Yes. But I haven’t lived it all.” You say with a wistful smile. You realised Natasha’s hand was still in yours.
“We can help with that.” Nat smirked. You grinned.
“I’d love that.”
Her eyes didn’t leave yours until you could no longer hold her gaze. You smiled, looking down at the table. Luckily, there was no awkwardness as the waitress came back with our food and the drinks. She smiled nervously before departing again. You gingerly reached for the glass of wine and smiled at the taste.
“Y/n?” Steve said softly. You glanced at him. “Did you evert try and find out about your parents.” His question wasn’t that of Ill-intention but the dark feelings that emerged from it had you steeling your face so there would be no indication that it had hurt your feelings.
“They left. Isn’t that all that matters?” You said, raising a brow.
“But surely you’d like to know more about them?” Bucky pressed. I fisted my dress, squeezing tightly.
“They aren’t really my parents. They didn’t want me. Why should I feel obliged to want them?”
“But-”
“She answered your questions. Lay off.” Natasha cut in. You threw her a grateful smile, and the conversation died there. You took a long gulp of your wine and as soon as you put it down, the waiter was back to refill it. There was light conversation at the table, nothing quite so heavy as before to which you were really glad about. Nat and Steve spoke to each other the most. It was all about different missions they had been on or completed in the last few months. Natasha was grinning as she described how crafty she had been in getting information out of a suspect who was planning to sell an earthquake device capable of levelling a whole sub-city in one go to a very dangerous war lord in Iraq, she had been particularly cunning in how she got the information out of him. You smiled at her, loving the way her eyes shined as she talked about the people she saved and how grateful the president had been.
"Where did you go after the red room was disbanded?" Steve asked, turning the conversation to you. You looked up at him, a gentle smile lifting your lips at th memory of your once home.
"A small city called Noto in Italy. It was quiet, peaceful, and it was my comfort place for years. I loved it there."
"Well, maybe you can go back there?" Bucky said. You knew he meant no harm in that statement, but the thought of leaving Natalia again so soon after finding her again, you frowned. That thought making you uneasy. You cast a thoughtful glance towards Bucky. He was staring back softly.
"I- I'd love to but my home there doesn't exist anymore, I don't exist. HYDRA eradicated everyone I had a connection with. Blood ran thick down the streets of my village. MY friends are no longer alive because of me. I couldn't go back." You explain with a slight shrug. Truthfully, you were distraught when you saw what HYDRA had done to those who you loved, those who had loved you.
"I despise that organisation!" Nat spat venomously. You shrugged, trying to act impassive. Natalia cast you a look, and you knew she knew that you cared much more than you were letting on. The men, however, remained unaware. Sitting here staring at the woman you've loved for years, you realised that after tonight you couldn't continue your relationship with Steve. It was best to remain friends. He was a good guy and you didn't want to hurt him by continuing this facade. He would never truly know or understand the darkness that dwelled within you, never truly understand the urges HYDRA burned into you, never truly understand you as a whole. He had this image of you, the doe-eyed victim who needed to be carried out in the arms of a hero instead of saving yourself.
To him, you were someone to protect, to keep safe and shielded from the world's horrors. You knew that you wouldn't be happy being trapped, being constantly protected.
You knew you were destined for more than that.
You picked up your wine glass, determination burning through you. Never again would you be weak. Never again would you need protection. Need shielding. You were going to become more, so much more than the shell you were when The Avengers found you.
You vowed to yourself to become better, stronger.
Dinner passed by quickly and soon enough, you were in the limo ride home. Natalia had been quiet ever since Steve had asked about the years I was free. Though you had caught her staring at you from time to time.
The limo pulled up to the compound, and you all got out. Nat held out a hand for you and you delicately slipped your hands into hers. Her calloused hands gripped yours as she helped you out of the limo. You smiled sweetly at her when both your feet were on the ground. Steve got out last and Bucky took Natasha's hand tugging her towards the building, her eyes didn't leave yours until you looked down at your feet. She sighed softly before she followed an eager looking Bucky inside, no doubt to do all kinds of sordid activities that make your blood boil thinking about it.
Steve's hand brushed your lower back, pulling your thoughts away from the devastatingly beautiful, red-haired assassin. "Can we walk for a moment? I need to talk to you." You said softly, the nights wind ruffling your hair that hung by your shoulders. He smiled nodding.
The pair of you walked through the compound's garden, which is so much more beautiful when it's coloured by the moon. The fountain in the middle of the large garden was on, creating a soft sound of water trickling down from the spout at the top to the pool of azure at the bottom. The two of you had sat down on the edge of the fountain. Steve had a knotting feeling in his stomach as if he knew that this was going to be the last date they went on.
"Steve," You, started looking into his ice-blue eyes. He smiled at you, encouraging you
"I think I know where this is heading, y/n." He said, and you looked down.
"I'm sorry."
"Hey, don't apologise," He said lifting your chin so you were once again looking into his eyes. "It would be very easy to love you, even easier to be your friend." He murmured with a bright grin. You smiled brightly back at him.
"Thank you for understanding." You whisper. He shook his head, waving the thought away. He leaned forward, jumping off the perch of the fountain and held out a hand for you. You gripped his hand and stood. The two of you walked back to the compound arm in arm until you reached your room. He opened the door for you and you smiled, turning to face him. He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on your cheek.
"Thank you for a wonderful evening, Y/n. Goodnight." He grinned. You smiled in response before bidding him goodnight.
You readied for bed and jumped in snuggling in the warmth of the duvet, happy that Steve had understood and took the ending of things well. You closed your eyes and the image of that body in that dress filled your mind making you blush a little. You fell asleep with a smile on your face.
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Oh Bite Me 🙄 pt2
Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Reader
High school AU
Word count: 3139
Summary: As the youngest Stark, sister to the billionaire, playboy, philanthropist himself, Tony Stark Y/n… she has her father's brains and her mother's compassion. Her brain is what landed her in close quarters with Wanda Maximoff, an emo teen who’s struggling to keep her grades up after the loss of her brother. The two of them soon come to realise that being just friends isn’t something they want to do, but can they push their pride aside and admit they feel for each other?
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The music was loud. Too loud. So loud you could feel the thump of the bass vibrated through the house, shaking the floors of your room.
“Jarvis?”
“Yes, Miss Stark?”
“Lock all important rooms, the garage, offices, bedrooms, Tony’s workshops, etc. please.” You say with a smile.
“Yes. Of course Miss Y/n.”
You nodded, walking over to the mirror. You surveyed your outfit choice and grinned. You chose high waisted blue jeans and white ruffle sweater that was held in place by three buttons. It left your midriff on show, and of course a delicious amount of cleavage. Its sleeves stopping mid biceps. Your heels pushed you up to 5’6. You smiled.
“You like the fit Jarvis?” You asked, twirling a little.
“If you are referring to your outfit. You look visually pleasing.” He said, causing you to giggle. You opened the bedroom door smiling as you heard it lock behind you. You made your way downstairs. People were milling about and when you got into the main room, the placed was filled. You cringed slightly. This was gonna take forever to clean up.
“Y/n! Killer party bro!” some jock yelled as he clapped me on the shoulder. You chuckled at him. The room smelled of beer and smoke. There were people dancing everywhere, and you struggled to find a familiar face until you spied Yelena. You rushed up to her and grinned. She smiled back just as bright and you plopped down next to her. Kate sat in front of us, passing us all a beer. You smiled, clicking your glasses together before you all took a drink. You chugged back your drink, feeling thirsty.
“Anyone seen Maximoff?” You asked and Kate glanced at you.
“You tapping that?”
Your eyes widened. “What. No. I was told I needed to tutor her, and we had one session and she ghosted.” You muttered, taking another swig.
“Meh, fuck her. You tried to help. She didn’t accept it.” Yelena muttered, drinking too.
You spent the next few hours drinking and dancing with your friends until you bumped into a familiar body. You turned and saw Wanda. She seemed surprised for a moment. “Wanda… heyyy.” You smirk. She eyed you for a moment.
“You drunk?” She asked, seeming concerned.
“Nah, just a little buzzed. You having fun?” You asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. She glanced at your hand before back at you.
“Sure.” she said with a smile. You rolled your eyes before spying a tray of shots Hunter had set up. You grabbed Wanda’s hand and pulled her towards him. You grabbed the tray from him and he pouted, but smiled again when you offered him a shot. Handing one to Wanda, you all cheered and took the shot, throwing it back. The liquid burned your throat, and you scrunched up your face in disgust before knocking back another one and instructing Wanda to do the same. She nodded and knocked it back.
“Ayyy, you can let loose, can’t you Maximoff?” You said with a teasing smirk.
“Shut up.”
“Dance with me?” You asked, and she seemed surprised, but not enough to decline. She nodded. We walked over to where the rest of the people were dancing and you just let loose. You reached up and pulled your hair from the ponytail it was in. Your hair tumbled down and rested in the middle of your back. Wanda was watching you and you smiled, watching her move to the beat. You two continue to drink and somehow you, her, Yelena, Kate, and a few other girls and guys from the school day in a circle playing truth or dare.
“Yelena. Truth or dare?” Carson asked, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
She met the challenge and stared down at him. “Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl playing!” He said she gave him a flat look.
“Easy.” She looked over at me and pointed her index finger at you, beckoning you forward. You crawled over to her and met her in the middle. She winked as she cupped your face. She brought her lips to yours. You smiled. Her lips tasted like vodka. Your lips moved together in a drunken haze. She licked at your bottom lip and your lips parted and she wasted no time letting her tongue explore your mouth. Your tongues swirled together. You gripped her hips and finally pulled back. You both stared at each other a little breathless before you started laughing. You sat back down, still giggling.
“You’re good Belova.” You say with a wink. She blew you a kiss.
“As are you Stark.”
You glanced at Wanda. She was staring at Yelena, her eyes tinted red. You ignored the flutter in your stomach at the red in her eyes. “Wow. Can you guys do it again but let me record it.” Jason, who was captain of the football team at your school. Asked, and you rolled your eyes, throwing an empty shot glass at him. He hissed as it hit him off the head.
“Okayyyy, okayyyy. Maximoff. Truth or dare?” He asked.
She glanced at him. “Truth.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “Is it true you killed your brother?” He asked with a predatory gaze. You snapped your gaze to his. Wanda looked distraught. The sheer pain in her eyes sparked a protective instinct in you, her eyes were full of shock and you noticed the glaze that others would have mistaken for a drunken state but you knew she had tears in her gaze and the thought of anyone making her cry made your veins fill with fire. You stood up and walked over to him. You shoved him.
“You're done. Get out.” You snapped. He narrowed his eyes.
“You’re kicking me out. It was a game she gotta answer the question.” He muttered, rolling his eyes. You shoved his shoulder again. He snapped back around, stepping closer to you with an angered glare in his eyes. Yelena and Kate shot up, stepping closer in a protective manner. Wanda stepped forward as well, her eyes taking on that familiar red blaze.
“Leave. She doesn’t have to answer shit. Especially when you took such a cheap shot.” You said in a deadly, calm tone.
“Oh, lighten up.” He smirked, placing his hand on your hip. You looked at him and then at his hand. Yelena cracked her neck and walked closer and shoved him back so hard he crashed into the table. He groaned, rolling over.
"Touch her again and I'll break your hands." Yelena stated simply before sinking back next to Kate. You walked over to him and grabbed him by the arm. You twisted his arm behind his back until he screamed.
"What she said. Now, I'm only gonna say this once. Apologise to her." You sneered into his ear. He scowled, trying to pull away. You pushed his arm higher, and he screamed again.
"I-I-I'm sorry!" He grunted out. You looked at Wanda, wanting her approval before you let him go. She was looking at you in horror or awe. You couldn't really tell, but she nodded, and you shoved him. Forward, he stumbled and Wanda put her foot out and he tripped and slammed against the floor. You grinned.
“As I said leave. And you should do your best to remember that I’m best friends with 2 assassins and my brother is Tony Stark. You come after me and they’ll obliterate you.” You say with a kind smile. He scurried away, cradling his hand to his chest. The group watched you with fascinated gazes. You said nothing as you picked up your drink and walked off towards your room, wanting to calm down before going back to the party. You pushed open the door. He had pissed you off. How dare he disrespect her like that? She didn’t even do anything to him. He attacked her out of spite. He used the memory that haunts her the most against her. That stupid fuck. You slammed your hands on the desk, needing to release some of this anger.
A knock came from your door. You growled in annoyance before walking to the door and pulling it open. Wanda stood before you, looking confused. “Why’d you do that?” She asked, pushing past you into your room. You shut the door behind you.
“What?”
She snapped her gaze to you. Stepping closer to you with a fire in her gaze. The hues of red now swirled into her eyes, brightening them. “Stick up for me. Hurt Jason?”
You gave her a “wtf” look. “Are you serious? Did you not hear what he accused you of? He totally disrespected you. Hurt you for no reason.” You mutter.
“And?”
“And I hate bullies. I despise bullies.” You snapped.
She softened slightly. “Why?”
You turned from her. “They ruin people.” She paused for a moment before gently placing a hand on your shoulder. Her touch sent warmth throughout your body. She turned you to face her. The sharp lines of her face softened in the low light of your room. She seemed less intimidating than she did earlier and you felt yourself wanting to be closer to her.
“Did someone ruin you?” She asked softly. You ran a hand through your hair, plastering on a playful smile.
“This isn’t party talk, Wands. Let’s go enjoy the party.” You smirked, grabbing your beer. You held your door open, gesturing for her to walk out of it. She watched you carefully. She turned after she passed you. She stared you dead in the eyes and you couldn’t help the nerves as they creeped into your veins as she stared.
“You know one day you're going to tell me everything that’s going on inside that pretty head of yours.” She said, bringing her fingers up to tap your left temple. Her power was electric, but it didn’t hurt, it was warm. Her powers swirled from her fingers, turning the side of your face a deep scarlet. You tilted your head to the side, intrigued by her. You raised a brow. Her other hand was glowing too, so you reached for it, bringing it up to inspect it. The red wisp encircled her hand like a small shield.
You went to reply, but she pulled back and her power dissipated and the warmth and red glow faded. You frowned slightly.
“I’m annoyed at you, actually.” You say.
She then frowned. “What why?”
“You had one tutoring session with me and then ghosted me.”
She blushed, looking down. “Things got a little… I don’t know. Look I’m-”
“Don’t say you’re sorry. This is your future, not mine.” You say with an eye roll.
“I didn’t ask for this.” She muttered.
You narrowed your eyes at her. “Nor did I. I had as much say in this as you did. If you don’t improve, it comes back to me. And I will not be affected because you’re too lazy to show up.” You snapped, feeling angry.
She scowled at you. “Lazy? I’m not lazy. I have a life. A job, people depending on me! I’m not some spoilt little rich girl who spends her time throwing parties and studying. I have shit I need to do. Shit, that I’m expected to do.” She snapped back.
You felt your irritation spike as you glared at her. “Is that what you think I do?! I study because I have to. My brother is a genius! You try living up to impossible expectations. My dad was a genius, mom was too in her own way! I can’t fail.” You growled out, walking past her.
“We’ve all got expectations!” She yelled after you.
“Fuck you Wanda.” You spat.
She looked shocked, and you didn’t stay for a response.
Wanda watched you leave, a shocked look on her face. Her shock slowly turned into amusement as a smirk lifted her lips.
You spent the rest of the night with your friends. You had calmed down from your argument with Wanda after a few minutes with your friends. They always knew how to cheer you up and you were very grateful for them.
By the time morning rolled around, you were laying flat out on the couch. Yelena was half draped over you and Kate half draped over her. You groaned, trying to roll away. You managed to escape, and you rolled onto the floor, landing in a pile of red solo cups. “Fuck.” I cursed. Yelena sat up quickly, her eyes scanning the room. “I’m good!” You called out from the floor. She leant over her face, hovering off the couch.
“Why are you on the floor?” She asked, her Russian accent thick with morning husk. You smile.
“I had to escape. You were crushing my lungs.” You smirked. She rolled her eyes. You sat up, stretching out with a groan. The rest of the partygoers had already filtered out. That was the rule for a stark party. You never stay till morning, no matter how fucked up you are.
“Jarvis?”
“Yes, miss stark?”
“Can you-”
“Coffee and breakfast are already in the kitchen, ma’am.” He said you grinned.
“I love you Jarvis!” You smiled
“I cannot return your affection. I am not programmed to feel human emotions.” He stated robotically. You laugh with an eye roll.
“Come on, ladies. Let’s eat.” You said. And just like that, Kate rose from the dead. You and Yelena shared a look before chuckling.
You all head to the kitchen your stomach a little queasy from all the alcohol. You smiled to yourself when you saw the full breakfast platter spread across the marble countertops you were playing beer pong on last night. The sides fully cleansed and clean enough to eat off.
The three of you sat at the table and enjoyed the delicious food that seemed to be never ending. The team of cleaners were currently working in the next room tidying the mess from the night before and before you know it you’re lying back on the couch with a full stomach and a small headache. Yelena and Kate headed out after breakfast.
You closed your eyes and felt the world drift way until you’re no longer conscious. Sleep was always blissful for you. A way to escape the pressures of being a Stark, of having such a huge legacy. An escape was always welcome and you relished every moment of it. That was until an incessant knocking at your door pulled your from that bliss.
Scowling you sat up and through your legs over the couch, standing up. You marched over to the door and pulled it open still scowling. A smirking Wanda was leaning against the pillar outside her eyes wandering down your body a feline smirk at her lips. “Yes?” You asked feeling irritable.
“So cheerful. Where’s that kind hospitality that you’re known for?” She grinned. You watched her for a moment. Her red hair fell freely down her back, the curls made her hair seem longer. More intriguing. The light was hitting her in just the right way making her sea-green eyes sparkle and hair glow.
“Taking a leave of absence.” You mutter. She chuckles.
“We’ll…” she asked stepping forward until she was less than an arms length away. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
You catch her gaze. The teasing spark in her eyes made you want to blush. “Why?”
“To study? That how tutoring works?” She smirks. You raise a brow stepping into the challenge.
“How would you know… you bailed after the first session.”
Her smirk drops for a moment. “Well I’ll just have to catch up then won’t I?”
You shrug. “You sure you can be bothered Maximoff?” You say looking her in the eyes. She raised a brow leaning forward ever so slightly.
“I’m sure I can handle whatever you throw at me Stark.” She murmured softly. You smirk, your eyes trailing down her form for a few seconds. You step back pushing the door open for her to enter. She smiled and walked past you taking her shoes off at the door, you watch slightly surprised.
“You are house trained… shocker.” You teased to your pleasure she laughed at your little rebuttal.
“Shove off.” She smiled.
You both sat down and with a wave of her magical hands all her notes were spread across the glass table along with all of yours. You smiled. "So what do you suck the most at?" you asked smirking. She shot you a filthy look.
"Shut up, you're supposed to be helping me not berating me." She snapped. You raised a brow, leaning in to her.
"But it's so fun." You smirked.
She clicked her pen her eyes flashing red. "Careful Stark, I have no qualms about hurting you." You saw her threat for what it was, a taunt.
You smirked winking at her. "You didn't answer my question, Maximoff."
She huffed out a breath. "Physics. I suck at physics."
You tilted your head and nodded. "Okay, well we can start there Wanda. Physics is quite simple when you figure out the equations, for example speed, distance, time. If one is missing then you'd utilise the other two components to find out the missing one. Make sense?" You ask. She watched as you wrote down what you were saying. Her eyes carefully reading over the words.
"I understand."
You smiled as you flipped through the book.
The two of you spent the next part of two hours working through the text book dissecting each piece of information that Wanda didn't seem to understand. Once she got the hang of it Wanda's intellect wasn't that of a high-school drop out like everyone assumed. S he was incredibly bright, she just didn't have the confidence to apply herself.
Wanda groaned throwing her head back. "Educational overload." She murmured. You smiled standing up and offering her a hand. She looked at you and then at your hand. She delicately slipped a hand into mine and I smiled gripping her hand and pulling her up.
"Coffee break, I'll drive."
"Uh, why?" She asked looking away.
"We've been at this for hours, and I'm just as bored as you."
She frowned. "Sorry to inconvenience you." She muttered sharply. You groaned rolling your eyes.
"Oh stop it." You muttered leaning across the table to to grab your car keys.
"Okay, but if anyone recognises us. I'm not with you." She muttered. You nodded.
"Oh yeah because I'm sure it would damage your reputation to be seen with a lowly Stark. It's not like my brother and I don't own half the city." You teased with an eye roll. You saw the faintest of smirks lift her lips before she walked past you and straight out the door.
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Oh Bite Me
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Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Reader
High school AU
Word count: 2575
Summary: As the youngest Stark, sister to the billionaire, playboy, philanthropist himself, Tony Stark Y/n… she has her father's brains and her mother's compassion. Her brain is what landed her in close quarters with Wanda Maximoff, emo teen who’s struggling to keep her grades up after the loss of her brother. The two of them soon come to realise that being just friends isn’t something they want to do, but can they push their pride aside and admit they feel for each other?
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Oh Bite Me 🙄
Tony slammed open your door. “Little sister! Get your ass out of bed. You have school.” He yells as he shoves open your curtains. You groaned, pulling the covers over your head.
"Piss off." You grumbled.
Gasping as Tony ripped the covers off you, you threw your alarm clock at him. He sniggered as he dodged your hit. "Come on." He said simply. You rolled your eyes, sitting up. Running your hands over your arms, you rubbed them, trying to get rid of your goosebumps. You stood up and walked over to him. You flicked him in the forehead and he rolled his eyes.
You quickly showered and got dressed before heading to school. You were wearing a black plaid skirt with white lines. It stopped mid-thigh. You paired it with a black shirt and boots. You smile in the mirror before leaving.
Rushing downstairs, you slapped Tony on the back of his head, giggling as he tried to hit you back with a newspaper but failed miserably. Pepper stood and took the paper off him. You smirked at him.
"Goodbye dork." Tony stated as he flipped you off.
“How old are you?” Pepper asked with an eye roll as she hit him with the newspaper as he tried to do to you. He scoffed.
“What is this? Hit Tony on the head day?” He grumbled, and you giggled. Waving one last goodbye, you quickly rushed out and headed to school.
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Yawning, you placed your head in your hands, rubbing your eyes to somehow try to rub the tiredness out of them. “Miss Stark! Miss Maximoff. I need to see you both after class.” Miss Lopez snapped, and you nodded, glancing over at Wanda. You noticed her eye roll and then her gaze lifted to meet yours. Your stomach, for some reason, felt weird. Like you were anxious, but you’re not anxious. You quickly looked away, ignoring the anxious tingles in your stomach.
Class flew by quickly and soon enough you were standing in front of Miss Lopez’s desk, nervously fiddling with your fingers as Wanda stood behind you. She wasn’t close, but she was close enough for you to be able to feel her presence. Miss Lopez leant back in her chair as she clicked a few things on her laptop. She did this for a few seconds before swirling it around. There was a spreadsheet. She pointed to my name, all your grades for all your subjects were displayed on the screen. You had A’s in everything.
“Y/n, your grades are as always perfect.” She stated. You smiled uncomfortably at her, wondering where she was going with this.
“I- um yes ma’am. But why are you-”
“Maximoff, take a look at your grades. You as well, Stark. Can you spot the difference? Yours Wanda are… to put this bluntly. Terrible. Unlike Miss Y/n here.” She muttered, her tone disapproving as ever.
You shifted uncomfortably, something about your academic achievements being used as a tool to berate someone else didn’t sit well with you, and you had this strange urge to stick up for Wanda, especially after catching the slight flicker of sadness in her eyes. It was like she wanted to better; she wanted to achieve the grades she wants but something was holding her back. And everyone knew what. Her brother. He died last year and since then Wanda had been on a downward spiral. You understood what it was like to lose both your parents in such an unexpected way like her, but the thought of losing your brother too made your heart ache. You couldn’t imagine a world without Tony Stark. Your brother. Iron man. So you chose to speak up.
“That’s hardly a fair comparison, Miss Lopez. I have a photographic memory. My brain works in an entirety different way. Comparing the two is simply just rude.” You muttered. Wanda raised a brow at your little outburst, a smirk lifting the corner of her lips. The action drew your attention, making you very aware of how perfect her Cupid’s bow is, or how soft her features are up close.
“Well. Thank you for your unwanted opinion,” she snipped, cutting her eyes at you. “Now the reason I asked you both here wasn’t to be rude but simply to inform you Y/n that you’ll be tutoring Miss Maximoff until her grades improve across the board.” She said, and your eyes widened.
“What?!” Wanda spoke up, her voice not sounding happy at all. “I don’t need a damn tutor.” She snapped. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little bummed about her angry reaction.
“Well, tough. It’s either this or you no longer attend this school.”
Wanda stopped protesting. She turned to me and glared slightly. “I- I didn’t ask for this.” You murmured, looking at the floor. She huffed.
“Whatever.”
And with that, she stormed away.
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Lunch time came quickly, and you were still thinking about the altercation with Wanda in the classroom. She seemed so pissed about having a tutor. I guess it would be a shock to the system to be told your only options are to spend hours of your days with a stranger or be expelled.
But still…
There was no need to be rude.
Speaking of rude, the angry redhead marched up to your table. She stood tall; her dress falling to her mid-thigh, the black cotton flowing in the soft wind. Her red jacket hugging her tightly, your eyes dropped down to her hand, which was extended. You noticed the metal wrapped perfectly around her fingers. You took a second to admire her rings, focusing on how it curled around her fingers and how attractive her hands looked with them on.
“Gimme your phone.” She mumbled, a gruff edge to her tone. You swallowed, your nerves skyrocketing.
“Are you gonna hit me with it?” You asked quickly. Her eyes widened for a second before she giggled. The sound made you smile lightly.
“What? No. Why would I do that?” She asked, exasperated.
You looked into her eyes and shrugged. “It’s happened before.” You said, and she scowled.
“I’m not gonna hit you. I’m giving you my number for this stupid tutoring business.”
“Oh, um- yeah sure.”
You handed her your phone, and she glanced at you and then at your lock screen.
“Is that Natasha Romanoff?” She asked, and you nodded.
“She’s sorta my best friend.” You say smiling.
“Your friends with an assassin?” She asked, and you furrowed your brows.
“You have superpowers.” You countered, and she smirked.
“Touché. So listen. This is how things are gonna go down brainiac. Schooldays only. Never weekends. And I get to pick the topics.” She stated, and you rolled your eyes and took your phone from her.
“I agree no weekends. But I’ve seen your grades. Remember, I know what you need to work on and what you don’t. So, therefore, the topic list is my domain. You can bitch all you want. That won’t change. Okay?” You muttered, plastering on a fake smile. She scowled.
Looking down at her hands, you noticed the red glow encase her fists. “I could just spell you.” She mumbled. You raised a brow, stepping towards her.
“So do it.” You challenged. Your gaze met her as she glared at you. You didn’t back down, and she eventually blinked, her powers dissipating.
“I like you.” She stated, and you couldn’t help but notice the ghost of a smile on her lips.
“See you tonight? Say… 7?”
She nodded. “Later Brainiac.” She said as she walked away. You smiled at her as she walked away.
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“Brother!” You yelled as you pushed open the door. The house was silent and so to venture forth into the kitchen. You frowned when you saw no one. There was a note on the counter.
Gone to Paris, won’t be back for two weeks, no parties! See you soon kiddo - T
P.S - the freezer is full stocked,ly stocked so is the fridge. If you need anything, call me not your brother :D (throw all the parties you want) - Pepper x
You laughed, shaking your head. Well, at least you're alone for the next two weeks.
You sighed. Well, since Wanda would be over soon, you decided to order pizza. It’s only fair since you’re making her study in her free time. Part of you felt anxious. You knew she didn’t really like this idea and you had to admit the thought of her grades being down to your skills as a student and as a teacher was a little daunting, and you wondered if you would be good enough. Glancing at the clock, you rushed upstairs and got changed. You put on some shorts and a hoodie. The hoodie was black and oversized. It had the Stark Industries logo printed across the front in white letters in the traditional font. You smiled when the familiar AI system alerted you to Wanda’s arrival.
“Miss Stark? Miss Maximoff is here.”
“Thanks Jarvis! You can go ahead and open the gate.”
“Of course.” His voice called out. Jarvis thought he was an AI he was a good friend.
You grabbed all your books that you would be using as well as some pens, highlighters and spare notepads so she can make notes and then made your way downstairs.
Placing the stuff down on the table, you walked over to the door and opened it. Her eyes widened slightly as if you alarmed her by opening the door. “Hey. Sorry to keep you waiting. I was just grabbing the stuff.” You say with a shy smile. She shrugged.
“No big.”
You looked past her and saw the pizza delivery guy. You grinned. She turned and saw what you smiled at. You walked past her, her arm slightly brushing against yours. You ignored the tingling situation and rushed over to the pizza guy. He was still walking towards you, so you only had to walk a small way. Wanda followed you silently.
“Oh, hey Jacob!”
“Miss Stark!” He grinned. You took the pizza and hugged him. You offered the cash, and he smiled, taking it. “I’ll get your change.” He murmured.
“No, no, you keep it. A tip for my favourite pizza delivery guy.” You grinned.
“Miss Stark… this is a hundred… I can’t accept this tip. Your pizza is $9.95.”
You rolled your eyes. “Look at my house… my last name… please go buy yourself something nice. It’s really no bother Jacob!” You grinned, walking backwards towards the house. He went to protest, but you just threw him a smirk and held the door open for Wanda and shut it behind you.
“That was nice of you.” She said earnestly. You looked at her.
“I have all this money, more money than I could ever spend, others don’t, so I try to be humble with my wealth and help out others too.” You say as you placed the pizza on the table along with your books.
“You’re just… good.” She said with a look you couldn’t quite decipher.
“I guess.”
“So, Ummm which topic are we starting with?” She asks, taking a seat next to you. You thought about it.
“Let’s start with English.” You say.
“Yeah, I’m not doing so good at it.” She said. You smiled.
“Well, you’re not doing well.” You corrected. She gave you a flat look, and you giggled.
“Right.” She smiled.
“But first. Dinner.” You say throwing open the lid. The smell hit you and you groan. “I love pizza.” You say with an excited smile. She stared at you for a moment. Her cheeks were slightly flushed so you quickly stood and turned on the AC. You quickly got some plates and some napkins.
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A few hours go by and you both have been hitting the books hard. Wanda was concentrating intensely on what you were saying and the examples you were giving. She smiled when she got something righsee,t her nose crinkling with each grin. “This isn’t so hard.” She said with a satisfied grin.
You glanced at her, a smile of your own lifting your lips. “See, you can do it if you apply yourself.” You said, placing a hand on her knee, giving her a squeeze of encouragement.
“You believe that?” She asked with that same look in her eyes from earlier.
“Of course. I know you want to do well. I can see it.” You admit. She frowned, and you raised a brow. She scooted away and stood.
“I- I'm gonna go. Uh thanks for this, but I don’t think it’s gonna work. I'm happy with my flunking grades. I don’t really care, so whatever you think you see it’s bullshit.” She snapped with steel in her eyes. She began packing up her stuff, barely looking at you.
“Wanda I- I didn’t mean-”
“I don’t wanna hear it. Look you think you know me but you don’t! So don’t act like you do!”
“I’m not trying to-”
“I’m gonna go.” She interrupted and made her move to leave. You stood to rush after her, but she was fast. You stood in the doorway watching her scurry down the driveway. You frowned, looking at her retreating figure.
“Jarvis… did I do something wrong?” You asked, looking down.
“From my calculations, Miss Stark, your conversation seemed to trigger an emotional response from Miss Maximoff.” He concluded and you sighed going back into the house.
The events of today played heavily on your mind as you lay in bed. The covers were pulled high as you stared at the ceiling. You sighed, sitting up and grabbing your phone. You clicked on your most recent contact and began typing.
You: Look Wanda. I am sorry if I offended you. It wasn’t my intention. I hope you can forgive me.
You watched as the three dots appeared on your screen and you waited promptly.
Wanda: Ok, you didn’t offend me y/n
You smile softly.
You: I’m still sorry Wanda
All she replied was a heart
Wanda: ❤️
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A few days had gone by and you hadn’t heard from Wanda. She wasn’t in school and she hadn’t shown up at your house or even bothered to message. You can’t lie we much as you felt bad for maybe offending her. You were quite annoyed at the witch for ghosting you.
In the annoyed state you were in, you made the rash decision to do exactly what your brother told you not to do, which was to throw a party. “Hey, Yelena, Kate spread the word. Party at mine… 8 o’clock.” You said, and you sat down at their table. They both grinned.
“This is gonna be epic!” Kate giggled as she rushed to spread the word.
Word about your part has spread quickly, and you skipped last period to set up the place for the party. You had people to deliver the beer kegs, the spirits and you also got someone to deliver some DJ equipment. Your brother has a personal DJ for his party’s so you thought why not take advantage of it?
And by the time the people started arriving, everything was ready.
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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this Highschool AU! I'm thinking this will be around 5 maybe 6 chapters! So get ready for the ride.
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warnings: 18+ mdni, top!wanda bottom!reader, fingering, oral sex, cursing, pet names, fluff
summary: y/n and wanda have been online friends for a while now. but what happens when y/n got this crazy idea?
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Y/N‘s pov
I slid my backpack from my shoulders, dropping the clunky thing onto my floor and falling face-first onto my bed. It'd been a long day. Full of pop quizzes and back to back classes and too much walking in uncomfortable heat. I caught my breath after a minute or so, letting my mind wander and I could hear other college kids outside my window walking past, already drunk and probably going somewhere to get even more wasted. It was the weekend, after all. I didn't have any plans. Nothing significant, anyway. If I wanted I could've arranged to do something with my friends, but I knew that I'd just be on my phone the whole time. That's all I'd been thinking of lately. All I'd wanted to do. Talk to Wanda.
I'd met her online a few months before. It was from Twitter. I'd told her that I'd just thought her tweets were funny, but that wasn't true. In all honesty, I'd seen a selfie of hers and gay panicked for twenty minutes before working up the nerve to DM her. Pretty soon we followed each other on Insta and exchanged numbers, we'd even skyped a few times. We talked almost every day, but she lived in a whole other country, and I'd never been more angry about distance before in my life.
I never thought I'd be someone to develop genuine feelings for someone over the internet, without knowing them in person, but…there was something there. I knew there was. I felt it almost all day every day, I felt it when she commented on one of my selfies with a bunch of fire emojis, I felt it when she messaged me first thing in the morning, knowing when I got up despite our significant time difference. She gave me what I knew were butterflies, but then I'd always frown at myself for feeling them. Was I really getting butterflies over someone I'd never met? At least I knew she wasn't catfishing me, since we'd skyped before. Either way, I knew there was nothing on her end.
Wanda‘s life was exciting. She was studying abroad, going on adventures on a nearly daily basis, getting good grades while simultaneously maintaining one of the most appealing social lives I'd ever witnessed on social media. She'd gathered quite the following and I was silently grateful I'd gotten close to her when I did. Otherwise I probably would've gotten lost in the shuffle and she wouldn't have given me the time of day. To be honest I was still a bit confused as to why she bothered to talk to me at all, there were so many more interesting people around her all the time.
My phone buzzed in the pocket of my shorts and I couldn't help but tug it out frantically. Sure enough, it was Wanda.
Wanda<3: yooo! back from class yet, nerd?
I couldn't help the smile that spread instantly across my face. That was usually what happened. Even from the simplest, most basic of texts.
Y/N: Kinda feel like napping but now i've gotta talk to you:D
I joked. As if I didn't want to talk to Wanda. That'd never been the case, and it probably never would be.
Wanda<3: damn right you do
My mind flashed back to the night before, and I wondered if I should mention something. I never tended to hide things from her. We talked about a lot of things, usually just stream of consciousness stuff, so why hide it..?
Y/N: I had a dream about you, lol is that weird…?
I thought it was sort of weird at first, but maybe it wasn't. I thought about her almost constantly, so why wouldn't she show up in my dreams too? I was just worried she'd be a bit weirded out. Dreaming about people just sort of seemed…intimate. If that makes sense. Her response was almost immediate, as always.
Wanda<3: No, what happened in the dream?
Y/N: It wasn't hard to remember it. It'd been on my mind all day. We just hungout and stuff, like there was no distance. you were here. we met up and just... spent time.
God I wished she was closer. I wanted nothing more than to just see her in person. See her smile, hear her laugh, get closer with her. But I hadn't said anything like that yet. That seemed.. like a lot, right? To say I wanted to meet her in person? Or was it? We'd gotten really close. I considered her almost one of my closest friends, even more so than the ones I'd made in college. I dunno, she was just so easy to talk to, she was so interesting and charming and funny and beautiful and…ugh.
Wanda<3: oh, that's all?
That's all? What was that supposed to mean? I sat up slightly in bed, getting more pulled into the conversation.
Y/N: what do you mean?
Wanda<3: what'd we do when we hung out?
Y/N: just talked and stuff. i think we went to a park.
Wanda<3: ahh. boring. we'd do more fun stuff if you came here.
My heart skipped a beat. If I came there….? As if? She wanted me to? Did she want to see me in person too? And what was "more fun" stuff...?
Y/N: Oh?
I had no idea what else to say. I was…incredibly intrigued, but I wasn't sure if I should show that all the way. Wanda had said that sort of flippantly. Like it wasn't a big deal, so maybe she'd only meant it hypothetically, not literally. I shouldn't take it any more seriously than that. So I didn't.
After a late night of escaping from a shitty college party and taking refuge in my small, cramped single room, I thought of Wanda. As always. My senses were slightly dulled from the alcohol I'd forced myself to drink just to blend in, and my head was already starting to hurt. I wasn't much of a drinker. All it did was leave a bad taste in my mouth and a hollowness in my chest - I was a sad drunk, and it was starting to kick in. The biggest feeling that started to wash over me was my loneliness. My godawful, ever-present loneliness.
I just wanted someone. Someone to hold, to talk to, to take care of and spend time with and love. And the saddest part was that I almost had that with Jungeun, or at least, I felt like I almost did. My drunk self starting to cathartically tweet, random things, handpicked song lyrics from the depressing playlist I'd started to use as background noise as I drank water to try and sober up.
Wanda<3: why are you sad tweeting
I read the message but didn't know what to say. Should I tell her? Should I say that half the reason I always had this weight on my shoulders was from how bleak it was to think about how unlikely it was for me to ever see her in person?
No. I shouldn't.
Y/N: Ugh. i just want a girlfriend.
I'd never really talked about this before. Wanda knew I was gay, I wasn't that subtle about it on the internet, and I knew she was bi. Which only made my affection for her get even worse, knowing that the possibility of ever being with her wasn't totally unheard of because she did like girls. I'd liked a few straights in my lifetime, and wouldn't recommend it. In fact, Wanda was the first girl I'd ever had genuine feelings for who even had the potential of liking me back. Which only made it stronger.
Wanda<3: ahh, i see
She was still typing. I clutched my phone with white knuckles, in dreaded anticipation for whatever she planned on saving.
Wanda<3: l used to wish that too, but who needs a girlfriend when you've got two hands am i right?
I sputtered, nearly spitting my water out onto my desk, more or less just slamming my hands against my keyboard in response.
Y/N: ahahahahaknfwknfw
She read it but didn't say anything. I took a deep breath, feeling a slight blush coming to my cheeks before daring to ask something else.
Y/N: are you being serious?
Wanda was rarely ever serious. She was probably just making some joke, right? But normally her jokes weren't that
crude.
Wanda<3: yeah, no shame in it
It felt like I couldn't breathe. My mind started to wander to a place I'd never really let it wander before when it came to her, and the heat that flooded into my cheeks started to spread to the rest of my body. I read the message and I just stared at it.
Wanda<3: what, do you not?
My blush intensited and I was suddenly very glad she couldn’t see or hear me right now. I really didn't trust the steadiness of my voice if this was a phone call or something.
Y/N: ahaha um
She was talking about it really casually…why couldn't I? It's just...I never had before. I just...hadn't? I knew people did, but I'd…never. Not.… really.
Her response instantaneous.
Wanda<3: oh please, don't act like you've never masturbated before
I couldn't help but flinch at the actual word. She was being so blunt. I knew the time difference, it wasn't late there or anything, only around dinner time, so while I was tipsy and tired, she was fully sober and aware. Which only made me even more flustered.
I didn't even try to filter my keyboard smashes. She should know I was a mess, I wanted to be honest about it.
Y/N: Um…I haven't really
She typed something, and I watched as the dots danced across my screen, but then they went away and nothing was sent. Had she deleted it...? My mind was cloudy from the alcohol but that didn't prevent it from buzzing.
Wanda<3: wait are you a virgin?
Oh. She didn't know. I guess I'd never told her. It…wasn't something I tended to broadcast. I was sort of embarrassed about it. I felt naive and inexperienced. Part of it was…that I wasn't totally comfortable with my sexuality yet. I wasn't out to my parents, and the few friends I had weren't gay, so there weren't any prospects there. How could I meet a girl if nobody even knew I was a lesbian?
Y/N: Perhaps
I tried to be coy. Tried to seem more comfortable than I was, but it was hard
Wanda<3: ohhhh sorry, i didn't know that lol
I frowned. She didn't have to be sorry. While I wondered if I should say that, she typed something else.
Wanda<3: sorry if i'm making you uncomfortable
I didn't hesitate in my response.
Y/N: you're not, i just don't really talk about this stuff that's all.
That was an understatement. I'd never talked about this stuff, and for some reason her bringing it up so casually made me want to talk about it even more. I knew she wouldn't judge me. I knew she'd be honest if I was honest. It'd be cathartic probably. Why shouldn't I talk about it? Like she said, there shouldn't be any shame, right?
Wanda<3: well you can always talk to me if you want. about anything. even "this stuff," I'm a pretty open book in case you couldn't tell.
Did she…want to talk about this? And if so. why? Was it just because she was an open book? Or was it something else…?
I couldn't think, and all the alcohol was doing was making me sleepy. I'd probably say something I'd regret if I kept this up, so I told her goodnight and headed to bed. I had more dreams about her, but…they were a bit more um, exciting than the last one.
My insomnia was hitting me hard one night. It was almost 3 AM, but I was awake, wide awake, staring up at my ceiling and scrolling through my phone. I'd long since abandoned even trying to get to sleep, there was no hope at this point.
My phone buzzed in my hand and I flinched slightly, startled.
Wanda<3: i see you retweeting shit, why are you up so late?
My heart fluttered and I got those same, familiar butterflies. They showed up from even the tiniest of things.
Y/N: i can't sleep
She knew about my insomnia. This had happened before once or twice, and we'd at least used my sleeplessness to talk for longer. It sucked in the morning, but it was almost worth it just to be able to talk for so long. During the day it was hard to chat as much because of the timezones.
Wanda<3: don't you work tomorrow?
She knew my work schedule. That was so endearing for some reason.
Y/N: yeah...
Wanda<3: fuckin RIP
Y/N: mood
My eyelids were heavy but that didn't mean I could get any actual sleep. It was so frustrating. I knew I was gonna be a zombie, I had a class in four hours, and then a full shift right after. Why did my body do this to me?
Wanda<3: try listening to relaxing music
It was sweet she was trying, but I don't think she really understood how bad this insomnia could get.
Y/N: that never works for me :/
There was an unusual pause before she responded that time. It left me in suspense, since now all I was doing was waiting for her texts.
Wanda<3: I mean…
Wanda<3: i could tell you what i do when i can't sleep
By this point I think I'd heard every single "sleep inducing method" there was on earth. Whenever you mention you have insomnia, everyone suddenly turns into a doctor, telling you to not eat before you go to bed or to sleep in total darkness, or to use a noise machine or to sleep in total silence. So whatever she planned on telling me, I appreciated the effort but doubted it'd do any good.
Y/N: sure
Wanda<3: uhm...you knowww
My brow furrowed. Actually I didn't know.
Y/N: What?
Wanda<3: yaknowwww.
Was I being dumb or something? I was pretty tired. Maybe I was missing it?
Y/N: i don't know
Wanda<3: you do
What was she implying? Jungeun was pretty forward, withliterally everything, so what could it possibly be that she'd not want to say outright..? Oh. Wait a minute. Was she? My heart skipped a beat.
Y/N: you mean…?
I couldn't say it either. There was no way. But I knew what she meant now, and she knew I knew. And…we were talking about it, and…it felt like I couldn't even breathe.
Wanda<3: yeah
I didn't know what I was supposed to say. I was nervous, so dreadfully nervous, but that same heat was coming back that I'd felt the last time we'd talked about this. I was blushing. I was probably red.
Y/N: oh
Wanda<3: i know you said you don't do it but it really does help
I was embarrassed, but not for the reason she may think. It wasn't even the topic, it was just...my lack of experience with it. Why not just be honest? I was sleepy and uninhibited and I just didn't care anymore.
Y/N: i've never…
She wasn't hesitating. Like she was totally unfazed by what I considered to be sort of significant confessions, but I was glad. Glad she didn't care, glad she just wanted to talk and that she was unsurprised.
Wanda<3: it's not rocket science
I frowned slightly. Was I being dumb?
Wanda<3: sorry that was mean
Wanda<3: but really, it's just what you'd think. you just kinda fiddle around down there.
I blinked hard, wondering if I'd read that right.
I think she was getting nervous. Maybe she thought she was being too forward or too pushy, she didn't want to pressure
me, and it was sweet. That wasn't what she was doing though. If anything, she was just making my whole body start to tingle.
Wanda<3: only if you want
Wanda<3: you don't have to, i'm just saying, it's what helps me get to sleep.
I trusted her. What was the harm in trying..? I was alone, it was late, I needed to sleep, and now...now I wanted to. Taking a deep breath, I set my phone down next to my head and reached down with my free hand. Clumsy, cautious fingers slinked beneath the waistband of my shorts, and…brushed against something that sent what felt like an electric shock of pleasure straight through me. My back arched, the sensation something I'd never felt before, but something I liked, something I craved more of.
She was right, I sort of just… fiddled around. It was nice. It felt…good, and my mind was running rampant with thoughts I definitely hadn't expected to come to mind. Thoughts of...late night Wanda having a hard time sleeping and doing this to herself all alone in her room. Her breath getting short, her red, entrancing hair getting messy and disheveled, her eyes closed and her biting her lip to keep the sounds back…
My phone buzzed and I opened my eyes, not even having noticed that I'd shut them. It was a text from Wanda. I'd lost track of time, I must've been doing…this for around ten minutes.
Wanda<3: wow, way to leave me on read
Wanda<3: i'm kidding, i hope you got to sleep lovely
Lovely? Oof. An extra surge of pleasure shot through me unexpectedly. Not wanting her to think I was ignoring her, I reached toward my phone with my, not busy hand, shakily texting something out.
Y/N: i'm not
Wanda<3: then what're you doing?
The blush on my cheeks got hotter. Should I tell her…? Or was that too much info? I mean she'd suggested it.
Y/N: what do you think?
I pursed my lips, muffling a small moan that threatened to leave me.
Wanda<3: oh shit
Wanda<3: are you really
I couldn't read her reaction, my mind was cloudy and my chest was heaving and it really felt like I couldn't think a single thought unless it revolved around Wanda.
So, I just answered
Y/N: yeah
I was getting closer. I knew I was. It didn't take much to know that.
Wanda<3: oof
Wanda<3: that's kinda hot
I whimpered, unable to keep the sound back. I felt my hips buck, my heart beating at twice the speed, the thought of Wanda thinking of me as "hot" for even a fleeting second almost enough to totally push me over the edge. It only took a few more seconds until I finished, collapsing back onto my mattress and gasping for air.
My brain was totally fried, my face flushed, my body twitching every now and
then. Wow.
Wanda<3: sorry lol
I think she was worried she'd went too far, based on my lack of response, but that couldn't have been further from the truth.
Y/N: it's ok
Wanda<3: how'd it go?
I couldn't help but laugh slightly, still out of breath. My fingers felt weighted and weak as I tried to respond.
Y/N: stop it
Wanda<3: just curious
I wondered if that was true. If all of this was based in innocent curiosity and nothing more. I wished it was more. I wished that so desperately. Surprisingly, a wave of genuine drowsiness had washed over me as soon as l'd finished, and sleep tugged at my eyes. They fluttered closed for a few seconds. I didn't think I'd be able to chat much longer, and I didn't want to unintentionally ignore her.
Y/N: i'm sleepy
I told her honestly. She knew that was my way of telling her I should probably go to bed, and that I wouldn't be any more direct.
Wanda<3: go to bed <3
A heart emoji? A heart emoji? She'd…never used one of those before. Oh wow. The butterflies were back all over again in full force, and my sleepiness made me just bold enough to send one back without overthinking it.
Y/N: ok<3 talk to you tomorrow?
Wanda<3: always
I sat in the local café, idly sipping some tea and letting my mind wander. It went to the only place it ever tended to go nowadays: straight to Wanda. It was around 6 where I was, which meant it was nearly midnight over there, so too late to text. I felt so aimless when I wasn't talking to her, like I was just going through the day waiting for a text or a call. Sometimes I wondered if she ever felt the same way, or if this attachment
was totally one-sided, but I knew I'd never ask.
My phone buzzed and it was her.
Wanda<3: hey! what're you up to? what time is it there?
That was weird. She always knew what time it was here, she'd shown me she had a second clock app on her phone so she'd know. Which was ridiculously sweet, and I'd done the same thing in an instant. Did she forget she had that...? Or was she just trying to make conversation?
Y/N: it's only 6, but it's late over there. What're you doing up?
Wanda<3: i'm out
Ah. She did that pretty often, went out with friends, partied, drank a bit. She had a lot of friends, and she spent a lot of time with them, so I wasn't surprised, but she didn't tend to text me when she did that because she was distracted. Which was totally fine, I understood, only why was she doing it now? I wasn't complaining, far from it, I just wasn't sure why.
Y/N: oh, that's fun!
Wanda<3: i'm thinking about you
My heart nearly stopped. What…? She was…thinking about me? While she was out? So she was at a bar, or hanging out downtown or something, with all of her friends, and she was thinking about me so much she had to tell me so? Oh boy. The butterflies in my chest were running rampant.
Y/N: aww, i was thinking about you too
I considered adding a heart emoji, but that might've been a bit too much, so I restrained the urge
I was not prepared for what she sent me next.
Wanda<3: i want to be your first
I fumbled, knocking over my tea cup. There was only a little bit left in it, just enough for me to mop up the spill on the table with my napkin. I nervously looked around the shop, getting a few looks from the other college students just from the clattering noise my cup had made, but they quickly went back to their own business. My heart was beating so fast I could hear it in my ears.
I read the text again. And again. And again, wondering if I'd dreamt it up, hallucinated the whole thing. My body started to tingle. Was she kidding...? I picked my phone up with shaking hands, fighting back a blush.
Y/N: what?
Her response was instantaneous.
Wanda<3: i want to be your first
She repeated herself without hesitation. Like it was the easiest thing in the world, like she wanted me to make sure I believed her. She sent something else.
Wanda<3: god if you were here right now
Part of me felt like I should get up and maybe not receive these texts in a public place, in front of a bunch of strangers, but my legs honestly felt like jelly and I didn't trust myself to stand.
Y/N: what…? what would you do?
I nervously nursed my lower lip between my teeth, crossing and uncrossing my legs beneath the table as I waited for a response. What would she do…? I'd never been more curious in my life.
Wanda<3: i'd pin you down and rip your clothes off and fuck you until you couldn't even talk.
A wave of heat washed over me and my face got flushed. Oh my god. I never…ever thought she would've talked like this to me. Okay I definitely needed to leave. I couldn't be here like this, it felt like I was coming apart at the seams. I slung my backpack onto my shoulders and got to my feet, nearly stumbling but keeping it together. Right as I left the café and merged into the passing crowd on the street, I nervously sent her something back.
Y/N: would you really?
She couldn't be joking. She wasn't joking, was she…?
Wanda<3: yes
Fuck…I walked faster. I needed to get home. It was only a five minute or so walk, but I needed to…do something about the urges I felt rising up in my chest, or l'd literally explode.
Wanda<3: i wanna eat you out
I nearly tripped, just barely getting it together, my grip on my phone almost faltering. I was not okay, it felt like I was gonna pass out. I had no idea what to say, so I just typed what I was essentially feeling at that moment.
Y/N: oh god…
Wanda<3: i'm good at it
Oh. I hadn't ever doubted that.
Y/N: i'm sure
Wanda<3: oh?
Y/N: you seem like you'd be good at it, that's all.
She was experienced with it, I knew she was. Not that she'd mentioned it or anything, but when we'd talked about exes, she'd said she had a long term girlfriend, who she partially stayed with just for...that stuff. She'd told me that really flippantly, like it wasn't a big deal, but l'd definitely remembered. I'd definitely thought about it more than I probably should've.
Wanda<3: do you want to test it out?
Yes. Yes yes yes, oh my god yes I did. My instant response was such a resounding yes, but I couldn't say that. No, there was no way.
Y/N: maybe.
I got back home, bouncing up and down, antsy in the elevator ride up to my room. She wasn't responding, and she hadn't read my response either. Maybe she'd gotten distracted or something. I wondered where she was, what she was doing, if she was just as flustered as I was or if she was telling me all these vulgar things without so much as flinching.
I dove into my room, locked the door behind me, and did something about all my pent up urges.
I woke up the next morning to a text from her, an uncharacteristically long one.
Wanda<3: oh my god i'm so so sorry Y/N, i was drunk off my ass last night, i never would've said that stuff i'm so sorry it was way over the line
My heart sank in my chest. She regretted it...? Was I supposed to? Because I didn't. Far from it, I wished she'd talked to me like that even more. But I guess it made sense that she was drunk, those texts had been really sudden and wild. Either way,
I couldn't pretend I wasn't disappointed. Clearly she was embarrassed and sort of upset, so I decided to cut her some slack. She deserved that much.
Y/N: it's okay, i sort of figured you were out of it haha
Wanda<3: we can just forget that, i'm sorry, i just get really weird when i'm drunk.
Weird. That was an interesting way to put it, and definitely aword I wouldn't have used, but I didn't plan on correcting her.
Y/N: yeah lol, i quess you do
She talked to me like normal after that. Like nothing had happened the night before, like she really did want to forget it. I didn't. I couldn't, and I didn't.
I did something crazy. It was spring break, and while everyone else was going on vacations or going out to party like wild, l'd saved up my money for weeks and weeks and bought a plane ticket. Yes, a plane ticket. You can probably guess to where.
I set it down on my desk after spending hours packing up my things for a long weekend. I'd planned it all. I'd booked a hotel. got my things all ready to go, and I was leaving in the morning, but one thing I had put off a bit: telling Wanda I'd done this in the first place.
I was nervous. It was a big leap, we had never discussed meeting up in any actually realistic terms. It had always been fleeting mentions of what we "would do" if we lived closer, what we'd "want" to do "some day." But...here l'd gone and bought this expensive ticket without so much as mentioning it. I'd taken a picture of them on my desk, and I'd been pacing back and forth in my room for a solid twenty minutes debating on whether or not to send it to her cold. Should I preface it? Or not? Would that help her process it a bit more? Finally, I just sent her something.
Y/N: hey so…
She read it immediately. Nothing new, but this time it made me nervous.
Wanda<3: so?
I pursed my lips, clenching my phone tighter in my hands.
Y/N: maybe i did something crazy
That may or may not have been an understatement.
Wanda<3: you got a coffee with two sugars instead of one?
Y/N: no, even crazier
Wanda<3: you skipped one of your classes?
Y/N:crazier
Wanda<3: you...? what? you wouldn't do anything crazier than that lol
Normally, that would've been a very valid assumption. But she made me crazy. She made me so so crazy.
Y/N: wanna bet?
My hands had started to shake. I was still uncertain but I'd dug myself a hole I knew I couldn't get out of even if I wanted to.
Wanda<3: ok now i'm curious
I just had to send the picture. That was all the explaining I needed to do. Taking a deep breath, I sent it, forcing myself to sit down on my bed to brace myself for whatever her reaction would be. Maybe she wouldn't even understand what the tickets meant. Maybe she was busy that weekend so she wouldn't be able to see me in the first place. Maybe she'd be freaked out, maybe this was way too much and now she wouldn't ever talk to me the same way anymore.
My phone buzzed. Once. Twice. Three, four times in quick succession, and it took me a few seconds to muster up the
courage to look.
Wanda<3: BITCH
Wanda<3: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU KIDDING ME
Wanda<3: YOU??
Wanda<3: ARE YOU SERIOUSLY COMING HERE?????
I couldn't help but smile, a big, wide, unfiltered smile. She was happy. Now that I thought about it, I couldn't remember a single other time she'd talked in all caps before. She was really excited, and it made my chest light and airy.
Y/N: YEAH
I shared her excitement. Probably more than she knew.
Wanda<3: I'M
Wanda<3: GOING TO CRY?
I chuckled lightly at her, my affection swelling tangibly in my chest.
Y/N: NO DON'T CRY
Wanda<3: WHAT THE HELL I LOVE YOU
My heart skipped a beat.
Y/N: I LOVE YOU TOO
I didn't hesitate to say that. Not even a bit. But...I think mine had a bit of a different meaning than hers did.
It was the longest flight of my life. Literally, I'd never had to be on a plane for that long, but it also dragged and dragged and dragged. I was antsy. Full of nervous energy that made my hands shake and my heartbeat quicken. I was gonna see her. I was really gonna see her. I was gonna see Wanda. She was so excited. It was the sweetest thing l'd ever seen. She kept listing off stuff we had to do, places we needed to go, things she wanted to show me. She'd text me at random points of the day, telling me how hyped she was, how badly she wanted to see me. She'd even offered to pay me back for part of my ticket, getting playfully mad that I hadn't told her the plan because she would've chipped in, but I refused. It was my idea, not hers, and I wasn't gonna ask for any sort of payment.
The plane landed. My heart was in my throat. I lugged my bags to the front of the airport, my phone being bombarded with texts from her because she knew the time I was supposed to arrive - she'd asked me over and over again just to make sure she'd remember.
I checked my phone. She was there, by the entrance, waiting for me. She'd come to pick me up herself, thinking it ridiculous when I even mentioned the concept of calling a taxi. It was so sweet. She was so sweet, and I knew I shouldn't have expected any less but it was still such a pleasant surprise. I rounded the corner to the entrance of the airport and I looked around. It was crowded - there were a few people with signs looking for their families, cab drivers looking for customers. I scanned the area once, twice, wondering if she'd really membered, checking my texts-until finally, I spotted her.
Oh my god she was even more stunning in person. Literally breathtaking - I couldn't breathe. She stood right next to the entrance, holding a small little piece of notebook paper with my name written on it in big, blocky green letters. My favorite color. There were little stickers on it too, they were hearts and rainbows. Oh my god. She'd made me a sign...?
She spotted me too, and a huge smile spread across her face. It was so big and unfiltered, I'd never seen her even get close to looking this happy, and it made me smile too. She ran up to me, literally running, and in the next second her arms were around me. I let go of my bags and I hugged her as tightly as I could, not trying to restrain myself anymore. Her fingers curled against me and she nuzzled her nose into my neck. Her hair smelt like flowers, her skin was soft, she was warm and the feelings I had for her were so indescribably strong it felt like they were eating me alive, but I wasn't scared of it anymore. They felt right. Like I was supposed to feel them.
"Oh my god I can't believe you're here!!" She exclaimed, her grip on me tightening almost possessively, "You're here, you crazy bitch, you actually came!" I laughed, never wanting to let her go, "I'm here. I'm so glad I'm here." Even though I knew it was real, and I knew that I'd flown all the way here, this somehow still felt like a dream. Like it could dissipate into thin air at any moment, which made me cherish every single second she was in my arms like this.
I loved spending time with her, hearing her talk about her life, her friends, the city, her job, anything and everything. The feelings i already so strongly had only got amplified from this interaction, from actually seeing her gorgeous, breathtaking smile in person, from being able to hold her hand and feel how soft her skin was and how many butterflies I got in my chest when she hugged me. But my mind couldn't help but wander sometimes. Back to that late night, when she was drunk and told me things I'd never forgotten, not even for a second. God, the amount of time I spent wondering if she'd been serious. If she'd really do those things. If I really wanted her to.
She brought me to her favorite park, where there was a pond with ducks and swans you could feed if you wanted. We laid down on the grass and watched the clouds, and that was the first time I dared to hold her hand. Her fingers were long and slender and they didn't hesitate even a second to intertwine seamlessly with mine. She scooted closer to me on the grass, and at one point stopped looking at the sky and instead turned to face me.
"What're you thinking about?" She asked me softly, trailing her thumb gently along the back of my hand and nearly giving me goosebumps. We'd gone silent for a few dragging moments, just content to be with one another.
"I can't believe I'm really here. That you're really here. That you're…even a real person." Part of that last sentiment was from us being online friends for so long, but another part was how gorgeous she was. It was jarring. Almost unbelievable.
How could she even be real..?
She chuckled quietly, moving her hand to instead trail it gently along my arm.
"Well believe it, cuz I'm here.“
I stared at her, getting lost in her eyes and the impossible depth there was there, "My friends were worried you were gonna try to murder me or something." It was true. When l'd mentioned my plan to my college friends they were incredibly concerned, claiming it was some sort of catfish even though I'd talked to Wanda over Skype plenty of times.
She just laughed again, "We'll get to that later, don't worry you're still here for a few more days.“
The days went by faster than I ever could've thought. I'd tried to stay at my hotel, but she'd insisted not to, instead letting me use her roommates room because she'd gone home for break. Her apartment was small and cozy and we wound up spending more time there, just being comfy in pajamas and talking instead of going out on the town like she'd planned originally. We'd talk about anything and everything, for hours on end, totally losing track of all sense of time. I loved it. Those were the things I'd remember most, the things I'd lay awake thinking about. l'd never felt so strongly for someone before. It was my last night there. She was gonna drop me off early at the airport the next morning, and there was a bitterness lingering in my chest that made all the time we spent together that day a bit rough. I think she felt it too.
Sometimes we'd trail off mid conversation and just stare at each other, or she'd reach and clasp my hand without a word and squeeze it extra tight. At what must've been 3 AM, we said goodnight and I headed into my room, shutting the door behind me and changing into pajamas.
I was leaving. I'd had an amazing time, but I wished I could stay longer. I wished I was more bold. I wish I'd tell her how I really felt, and that she felt the same way. I wished. she'd do what she claimed she wanted to that night she was drunk and texted me without thinking. God…I wished.
There was a knock on my door right as I'd planned on getting into bed. It could only be her. What did she want... I got to my feet, having been sitting absentmindedly on my bed and nervously playing with my fingers. When I opened the door, she stood there, changed into her pajamas and looking at me with…a fire behind her eyes I'd never seen there before.
Oh goodness.
She kissed me. She kissed me, and my legs felt like they were going to give way because her lips were soft, because her hands moved forward and slinked beneath the hem of my shirt to rest on my sides, because I could smell her, I could feel her, because her breaths were shorter than normal and because the passion I could feel behind this kiss let me know without her needing to talk that we were going further.
She pushed me backward, laying me down and pinning me to the bed with her weight. I could feel her skin getting hotter and hotter and my head was swimming. She kissed me harder, deeper, her fingernails scraping slightly against my skin and I couldn't help but whimper against her at the slight pain. She heard the noise and repeated the motion, harder. I felt heat rushing between my legs that I'd only ever felt a few times before in my life, all when thinking about her. About what she'd do if we were alone like this. And now it was happening, and my mind could barely process it.
I didn't know what to do with my hands, but all I could think of was how badly I just wanted to touch her. But I was nervous. Still so dreadfully nervous. I reached forward, trembling, and dared to rest them against the bottom of her shirt. God did I want her to take it off. I wanted to see her, all of her. I wondered if she wanted the same thing, but stopped being able to think even a single coherent thought when she snagged my lower lip between her teeth. I moaned, a soft, small sound that she heard and liked. Her nails dug into me hard and my back arched off the bed, yearning to be closer.
When she drew away for just a moment, both of us incredibly out of breath, my eyes fluttered open but they were lidded. Her skin was flush with color and her hair was disheveled and god l'd never seen something so indescribably attractive in my entire life.
"We don't have to..." She whispered to me in a low tone. She wanted me to be sure. I could tell. But her caution was so unnecessary. I made sure to let her know, without a shadow of a doubt,
"No. I want to." I told her breathlessly, the desire so evident in my voice even catching me off guard. The lust behind her eyes only intensified and it gave me goosebumps, "God, I want to…so bad." I moved my hands, circling them around her neck, daring to ever so slightly scrape my nails against the skin there.
She moved closer again and my heart skipped a beat, but she didn't kiss me. Instead her lips quickly found my neck, where she started to kiss and suck and bite, and more heat was rushing between my legs and I was squirming and my vision felt like it was going to blur. I pursed my lips, suppressing a longer moan. Somehow I could tell that she was losing whatever control she had left. She was losing it, and I wanted her to. I wanted her to do whatever she wanted to me. I felt her fingers trail down, tracing along the top of my thin shorts and my hips bucked slightly all on their own. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and she must've been able to feel it from how close we were. I could feel hers. It was just as fast as mine.
"What do you want..?" She whispered lowly right into my ear, teasing my earlobe between her teeth. It felt like I was going to pass out if she didn't do something soon. The heat between my legs was building up and it seemed hard to even breathe.
I clung desperately to her collar, pulling her closer against me as I clenched my eyes tightly shut. I didn't have any inhibitions anymore. No more nerves, no more shyness - all of that was secondary to this intense desire. So I said things I never ever would've pictured myself uttering in my entire life without so much as a second thought, my voice almost not sounding like my own, it was so drenched in audible lust.
"I-I want your fingers, please." The desperation dripping from the request made the air in the room get impossibly dense.
She slinked her fingers past my waistband and gripped it tightly, trailing her tongue ever so slightly along the side of my neck, "Where do you want them?"
Although she asked, she was already pushing my shorts down. My hips rose slightly off the bed, letting her pull them fully off my legs, but god, this teasing. It was killing me. She traced her fingers along my thighs, never bringing them close enough to where I needed them most.
"Fuck, Wanda, I-I...“ A blush finally came to my cheeks at the realization of what I was going to have to say, if she was serious about this. I wasn't sure I'd be able to. That was just so…bad. And I wasn't like that. Right…?
She wasn't joking. She couldn't have been more serious. At my lack of a response she moved her hand further away, instead resting it on my stomach.
"Where?" Her voice was firm, practically just a growl. The heat between my legs got so intense I was almost worried. My back arched again, startled at just how much I loved hearing her talk like that.
Fuck it.
"In me, I-I want them in me, god, please..“ She let out a shaky breath, the way I was begging clearly affecting her. And finally, finally, she pushed aside my underwear and I felt two of her fingers suddenly sliding into me.
Oh my god.
I balled up fistfuls of her shirt, letting out a raw moan that almost hurt my throat, my back arching off the bed and a wave of pure pleasure hitting me so hard I physically jolted. She remained steady somehow, her warm breaths I could still hear next to my ear getting uneven. Her free hand rested at the small of my back, like she was trying to support me, and it was appreciated because it honestly felt like I was about to crumble into nothing.
"There..." She whispered lowly in my ear again, but I almost couldn't hear. I shut my eyes, feeling my hips grinding against the slow pumping of her fingers, my brain practically short circuiting. She was rattled. I could tell, and her next words only solidified it. "God, Baby you're so wet, Jesus…“
I just whimpered from the comment, not knowing what to say.
Of course I was. How could I not be?
I felt her teeth again and the sensation made my heart nearly stop as she bit down hard on my shoulder. She pulled away from the mark she must have left, leaving the spot with a light kiss before returning to my ear and whispering to me again,
"Talk. I want to hear you." She slowed her pace even further when all I wanted was for it to be fast. I wanted it to be harder. faster. I just wanted more. but it felt like I couldn't even talk.
What was I supposed to say?
Without needing to think, words started to leave me, coming from somewhere deep and guttural and primal that I hadn't even known was in me.
"Ahh, Wanda, harder, please…!"
As soon as I'd asked that, she thrust both of her fingers in me abruptly, up to the knuckle, and I couldn't help but cry out, my grip on her tightening so much it must have hurt. She didn't so much as flinch.
She continued with that pace and that intensity and I knew I wasn't going to last long if she kept this up. I was blushing, my chest heaving, my breaths only coming to me in short sharp bursts of sparse inhales, and she could tell. Out of nowhere she started to slow down, moving to whisper to me again, "I want to try something.“
My ears pricked up at her words, even in my incredibly flustered state, "W-what..?" My whole body seemed to deflate when she pulled her fingers from me and I couldn't help but whine at the loss of contact, though my core was throbbing from their removal. I only got even more confused when she drew away from me fully, sitting up on the bed.
Any complaints I may have had were instantly forgotten when she reached and peeled her tight tank top off. She wasn't wearing a bra. My jaw dropped but I couldn't help it, not even trying to hide the reaction. Oh jesus. Her skin was flushed but so flawless and smooth, and I knew it was soft. But I wanted to check.
She was straddling me, and I quickly sat up as well, my lips finding her collarbone in an instant. I kissed the skin there, marvelling at how impossibly soft it turned out to be. My hands moved, tracing circles along it, loving the way that I felt her tense from the way I touched her. Her fingers tangled themselves in the back of my hair, tugging me closer, urging me to do more, and I knew what she was asking without her needing to say another word.
Though I felt my nerves beginning to creep up on me again from how new all of this was, and how I'd never done anything even remotely like this in my life, I didn't hesitate to move toward one of her breasts and kiss it. Her back arched into me
I trailed my hands down, digging my nails into her hips and pulling her closer, feeling like I'd never be close enough, like I could never get enough of her.
She tugged me closer again.
"Right there Y/N…" She didn't need to say anymore, but god, hearing her say my name like that…
I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples, flicking my tongue against the sensitive bud, digging my nails further into her skin and hoping that I was leaving marks. I wanted to mark her.
"Mmm.." I heard her groan out, biting her lower lip. looked up at her, revelling in her expression and how desperate she looked. Her waist started to move, and I could feel her grinding herself against me, wanting some sort of friction. I moved one of my hands, slipping it between her legs and daring to rest it there. She was warm, and I could feel a wetness starting to grow even through her shorts.
„Oh fuck…“ She squeaked out, brow crinkled in the middle, eyes closed, "Keep…keep your hand there..." She told me softly, the instruction actually mildly appreciated, because this was all 100% uncharted territory for me.
I moved it ever so slightly and felt one of my fingers brush against a small bud, only for her to yelp adorably and suddenly cling harder to my hair, her grip so tight it nearly hurt, "Ahh…Fuck." Okay, so that was good. I held my hand there, starting to rub slow circles against it, and she just started to totally come apart at the seams. She whimpered and moaned - the sounds of it absolutely addictive to hear. God, I wanted to make her feel good. She kept grinding against my hand, her motions sporadic and so desperate."Fuck, Baby, I-...don't stop, d-don't..." I pressed against the bud with my thumb and she almost screamed, "Oh my god," I felt her whole body clench and I knew I was doing something right.
I moved, kissing along her slender neck softly - a change of pace from everything else I was doing, but wanting to remind her of how deeply I felt for her. I wanted her to know that there was so much more behind this than simple lust, and I was too scared to do it with words, so I just left a trail of feathery kisses along her jawline, putting as much emotion into the simple gestures as I could. She felt it. I could tell she did, because with a trembling, twitching hand, she tilted my head toward her to plant a very light kiss on my temple. My heart was swelling. Was this even real?
Out of nowhere, I felt her body jolt, and she practically collapsed against me. She was shaking and her grip on me tightened, letting out a dragging, strained groan. I held her, letting her ride it out, knowing that she was done.
After she'd calmed down a bit, she drew back and kissed me wordlessly. But it wasn't a light kiss, it was hard. Deep.
Intense. Oh. She was done, but I hadn't finished, and she hadn't at all forgotten that. I already felt myself shaking at the thought of whatever she had in mind.
She broke away, just barely, whispering against my lips,
"Your turn." Before drawing away, she bit my lower lip again, daring to pull slightly on it. My heart was in my throat. She looked at me, her eyes like fire all over again although she was still slightly out of breath.
"Lay down."
I nodded dumbly, the blush that had left my cheeks for only a few seconds now returning in full force. I did as she said, expecting her to climb on top of me again, only for her to stay put. What was she doing…? Oh.
Before I had a chance to question a single thing, her head was between my thighs. I half sat up again, balling up fistfuls of the sheets in efforts to keep myself down, but oh, oh my god. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't feel anything besides her tongue, fuck.
I was squirming but I couldn't help it. She moved her arm, holding me down because my back kept arching and I kept bucking my hips against her from how intense all this was. Her free hand moved to instead rub circles against the same bud I'd touched on her and oh- so that was why she'd finished so fast.
"W-wanda, fuck…" Her tongue moved, slipping fully inside me, and I swear I saw stars. She'd absolutely done this before and I had absolutely no problem with that. My mind flashed back to that text she'd sent me, so late at night when she was drunk: "I want to be your first." Well she'd gotten her wish, and I was so indescribably glad that she was the one to do this. I looked down at her, only to see her eyes open, staring dead at me. Oh my god that was so hot. I could see her tongue moving, her finger still circling against me, and the glint behind her eyes was so…wow. Something flickered behind them and I remembered what she'd said earlier. She wanted me to talk. Honestly I doubted my ability to form a single word, but l'd try for her, if that was what she wanted. I'd do anything she wanted.
I couldn't think of anything besides what she was doing, so that was all I could say.
"I-I, Wanda, god, I-I love your tongue
i-inside me, fuck," I felt myself blushing at what I actually said, but I could see that she liked it. She nodded ever so slightly, her eyes getting darker. My hands held tighter onto the sheets, toes curling, "Keep... keep going, d-don’t you dare stop, aah, that feels…fuck!“
Despite what I said, she abruptly withdrew and I whined, raising an eyebrow but stopping still when I saw the predatory look on her face. Her lips were glistening as she spoke to me in a low, intense tone.
"Tell me to fuck you.“
My heart skipped a beat, my blush spreading to my neck at how bad she was being, but I honestly wasn't surprised.
Wanda was definitely the type to be like this in the bedroom, I just…hadn't really let myself think about this for too long and this wasn't at all prepared for it. But…I wasn't complaining. My voice was weak, but I hated that she stopped, so I forced the words out, "Fuck me..." She edged closer, but didn't make contact. God she was killing me.
"Louder." She was so demanding.
I didn't hesitate, wanting it so bad it felt like I was going to die,
"Fuck me," I made myself speak more clearly, though the words still trembled and sounded so much more like a polite request than a demand.
She inched closer, ever so closer, but still wasn't touching me.
"I want you to scream it." Her nails dug into my inner thigh, leaving a scratch toward my center as she trailed her fingers toward it. Catching me totally off guard, that finger suddenly thrust straight into me, "Scream it."
It was so much easier now that I had that new contact, "Fuck me!" God I hoped her neighbors couldn't hear. If I was being realistic, they probably could. I was really being loud.
"Good Girl." She thrust her finger in deeper, curling it and hitting a spot I hadn't known was there, "Keep going." She told me sternly, leaning forward and circling that same bud with her tongue this time.
"Ahhh, fuck, f-fuck me!" I forced out, the scream nearly hurting my throat from how raw it was. I felt her nod in approval again, adding a second finger, curling them both. I rose from the bed. feeling like I was going to fly off into space, "…fuck me, Wanda, don't stop, fuck me..." Her tongue flicked against that bud and her fingers kept going, pulling all the way out before being thrust hard all the way back in, and I was fading fast. I could feel it.
"W-wanda, I-I'm, I-I..." I didn't know what to say, but I could barely talk anymore. My vision was blurring, my heart was beating so hard and fast I was scared I'd have a heart attack, it suddenly seemed like the hardest thing in the world just to get a breath in, and I knew I was close. She nodded against me but didn't stop. And suddenly it all just hit me at once, and it felt like I was flying, and I felt everything but went numb all at once, and I couldn't think a single thing besides how much I felt for her. And it was so much.
She slowed all of her movements, pulling her hand away, her tongue stopping. She was out of breath and she was blushing, her hair messed up and disheveled. She tried to smooth it down with slightly trembling hands, sitting back up and letting out a long breath.
"God..." She wiped at her lip with her thumb, looking up at me and the absolute mess I still was. She crawled back up to be at my side, laying with me and resting her hand gently on my chest.
I turned my head to look at her, still trying and failing to catch my breath and even remotely compose myself, "I am…" I edged closer, making sure she stared straight into my eyes when I spoke,
"so glad you decided to do that."
She just giggled adorably, closing the space between us to plant a soft, incredibly emotional kiss on my lips. I kissed her back, trying to show her how much I felt, how intensely I felt all those things, wishing more than anything that I just had the courage to tell her out loud. Her hand on my chest trailed up to instead trace along my jaw.
When she broke away, she was already whispering to me,
"And I'm so glad that you're here..." She paused, leaving me in suspense, because I could tell there was something else she wanted to say. What was it...? "Because..." There was the slightest tinge of fear to her voice. My eyes opened although hers were still closed. She was blushing,
"ahh fuck it, you're leaving tomorrow." She drew away slightly, opening her eyes to stare deeply at me.
"What is it...?" I asked, my voice soft and reflecting how worried I was. Whatever she was about to say was going to make or ruin my life, I just knew it.
She smiled ever so slightly, "I really really like you. In case you couldn't already tell, you know, from..." She gestured vaguely toward me, "...that." The blush on her cheeks intensified, and I couldn't believe that the girl who had just told me to "tell her to fuck me" was now embarrassed about confessing her feelings.
What?? And why was it the cutest thing I'd ever seen in my life?
Her nervousness was so incredibly endearing and also so unnecessary. To show her that, I leaned forward, kissing her with everything I had, smiling the entire time. She smiled too. God I'd never been this happy in my whole life.
She pulled back first, "So…. do you...?"
"Yes. Wanda I've been head over heels for you for months." didn't feel any need to hide it anymore. I wanted to be as real with her as possible, I wanted to be 100% honest, because god, I felt closer with her than I ever had with anyone. She smiled so wide and it was so genuine, I just... I was really, really whipped,
"Wow, I'm..." She laughed, shaking her head back and forth, "God, I'm…. so happy? I-I…." Her hands moved, resting on my sides and pulling me closer, "I'm gonna say something crazy, okay….?"
I nodded, "Okay." I couldn't stop smiling either.
"I think I'm in love with you." She whispered it, like it was a secret, which I guess it was. God she seemed so uncertain about confessing that. But she shouldn't. Because I'd been thinking the same exact thing for months Just when I'd thought I couldn't possibly be happier, she dropped that on me. Somehow things felt like they were just.perfect, and could never be wrong again, as long as I had her. I tightened my grip on her, pulling her impossibly closer.
"I think I'm in love with you too."
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PART 3 of Not Mine To Love
Pair: Yelena x reader
Warnings: fluff, angst, implied smut 18+
A/n: This is the Yelena version! Hope you enjoy
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You were sitting across from Natasha. She reached over the table and held your hand. You smiled. “You listening?”
You huffed. “Oh, sorry, um, what are you saying?” You asked softly. She squeezed your hand, and you looked at her.
“I was just saying that my sisters coming to visit for a few weeks, she's arriving today.” She said, and you smiled.
“You have a sister?! Why did I not know this?” You pouted with sad eyes. She chuckled, shaking her head at me.
“I didn’t tell anyone… apart from Clint.”
You nodded. “Fine, I guess telling only one best friend… it’s fine… fine.” You muttered, looking down. She used her free hand to lift your chin up.
“Sorry baby.” She joked, and you smiled.
“You’re forgiven.”
She laughed at me, her eyes flickering up to the door and you knew who it was by the sudden dark look that crossed Natasha's face. You kept your eyes low, finding comfort from Natasha's strong grip. "Y/n?" Her soft voice called out, making your heart ache.
"Please leave me alone." You whispered meekly. You heard her sigh.
"Please, I just want to talk to you."
"She's made it pretty obvious she doesn't want to talk to you, Wanda, now leave her be." Natasha interjected. You stood up and turned around.
"Now let me be clear, because you really dont seem to be getting it. We are done, I am done with you, so please go be happy with the microwave and leave me the hell alone." You finally snapped. The hurt look in her eyes made you pause briefly. She seemed genuinely hurt by your outburst, making you feel guilty for saying anything at all. You hated how weak she made you, so before you could contradict yourself, you grabbed your phone off the table and stormed out.
Exiting the kitchen, you slammed straight into someone, their body and the speed at which you knocked into them caused you to lose your balance and begin falling, a small, surprised squeak leaving your lips. An arm wrapped around your waist, preventing you from falling. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes slowly met the beautiful green eyes of your saviours. "I- I'm sorry." You breathed as she pulled you upright, and inevitably closer to her. Her blond hair was in a braid which fell freely over her shoulders, with small strands framing her face. She was gorgeous, from her captivating green eyes to her perfectly sharp jaw line. There was an air about her. She seemed so... so angelic in this moment. Her lips were pulled to the side, she was smirking at me. The action caused me to pay extra attention to her lips. They were as perfect as the rest of her face.
"It's okay, watch where you're going next time." She said teasingly. Oh god, her voice. Her Russian accent made your knees weak, and this made you very aware that her arm was still around your waist. You blushed, stepping backwards.
"R-right, yeah," you stammered slightly. She chuckled softly, almost too softly, making you wonder if you were the only person in the room who had heard it. You cast a glance back and saw one very pissed off witch. "I- um I have to go." You muttered softly, casting your eyes down.
"Without even telling me your name... after I just saved your life." She joked, and you laughed slightly.
"It's Y/n."
"Hi, Y/n," she paused, making you look up at her. She raised a brow when you did so. "I'm Yelena."
"Nice to- um meet you." You said with a nod of your head, she smirked.
"также красивый." (likewise beautiful) She said lowly, you had no idea what she had said, but damn, was it hot. You smiled before stepping around her. You waited a few seconds before looking back. She was watching you. Catching your gaze, she winked at you, making your stomach flutter.
Who was she?!
****
You stretched out your limbs, your nap had made you feel a hundred times better. Yawning you made your way into the spare bathroom, feeling the need to shower. Your bathroom was currently under construction since Sam and Bucky decided to go all WWE on each other after watching a movie with you. You grabbed your towel and made your way over there. Flicking on the light you looked in the mirror. Your eyes were tired and a little red but other than that you’d say you look pretty good. Turning on the shower you waited a few minutes before stepping in.
You were washing your hair when you heard sniggering. You furrowed your brows as the door opened. “Hahah see you later y/n.” Sam called out. You quickly popped your head out of the shower to see him running away with your towel.
“SAM! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE WITH MY TOWEL!” You screamed. He only laughed in response. You shut of the shower water dripping down your body. You heard someone walk outside the door. You rushed over concealing yourself with the door. You peered out and almost groaned. It was that girl from earlier. The hot one.
“Um psst! Hey Yelena.” You called out and her head snapped in your direction. Her eyes widened slightly.
“Hey.” She finally said smiling.
“I-I need your help. Sam. He stole my towel and um I need to get back to my room. Would you- I mean do you mind if I borrowed your jacket. I- um I’ll give it back I promise.” You rushed out stammering slightly. She stared at silently before chuckling.
She reached up and pulled the zip down on her jacket. She took it off but she didn’t give it you. You watched as her hands gripped her shirt. It was very long on her. She slipped her head out revealing the sports bra underneath. Your cheeks heated up as her toned stomach was on full display. She walked over and handed you both items of clothing. You smiled thankfully and nodded before closing the door and putting on the clothes. The shirt stopped in the middle of your thighs and you were thankful. You threw on the jacket and smiled. Opening the door.
“This jacket has a lot of pockets.” You grinned. Yelena looked up at you. Her eyes lingered on your exposed legs before she registered what you said. Her face lit up.
“It’s so cool right! You could fit so much stuff in there you wouldn’t even know.” She smiled and you giggled.
“Fascinating.”
She stared at you before looking away. “Where’s your room?” She asked and you swallowed slightly.
“Um right past the kitchen and to the left.”
“Mind if I accompany you?” She asked and you shrugged.
“Not at all.” You said with a bright smile. She nodded. The two of you began walking, you stopped as you almost bumped into Wanda and Vision. You frowned. Wanda’s eyes dropped from your face to your body specifically your bare legs.
“What are you wearing?” She asked almost angry.
“Um-”
“My clothes.” Yelena cut in seeming to notice the tension between the two women.
“Your clothes. Um… why?”
Yelena looked at you and raised a brow.
“Well she just got out the shower. She didn’t have any clothes in my room so she borrowed mine.” She muttered slipping her hand onto the small of your back.
“Why were you in her shower. Don’t you have your own?” Wanda muttered with a slight sneer.
“Mines broken.” Is all you said before turning to Yelena.
“We should get going.” She mumbled not taking her eyes off you. You blushed slightly as she pulled you into her side. You walked past Wanda and she quickly reached out and grabbed your wrist. You turned quickly and shoved her hand off you.
“Don’t touch me. You lost that right.” You snapped. Her eyes widened and flickered to Vision. He frowned seeming confused by your remark.
“I- I just wanted to ask if you were coming to the wedding.”
You scoffed. “No.”
And with that you quickly grabbed Yelena’s hand and rushed away. Your heart was beating wildly in your chest and you couldn’t help the anger burning inside you.
“How dare she. I- I mean the audacity of that woman!” You yelled throwing your hands up in the air. “I mean what the hell was she thinking. Like I- I- ‘are you coming to the wedding’ what no fuck that.” You ranted. Yelena watched you silently smirking to herself.
“Past flame?” She asked.
You looked at her and shrugged. “We used to hook up. She didn’t seem to care about her fiancée when we were screwing.” You confessed. Her eyes widened before she smirked.
“Ooo miss homewrecker… intriguing.” She teased and you rolled your eyes.
“Shush.”
“Did you roll your eyes and shush me?” She asked raising a perfectly sculpted brow. You tried to ignore the flutter in your stomach.
“Maybe. Is that a problem?”
She grins stepping closer. She hooked her finger into the loop of her jacket and pulled it down. Slowly may I add. Whilst looking you in the eyes. You swallowed your throat getting tighter. “You can keep the shirt, but I’d very much like my jacket back.” She mused continuing to unzip the jacket. You nodded the corner of your mouth twitching up.
“I have a proposition for you.” She states as the jacket fell from my arms and she held it over her arms.
“Okay?” You say wearily.
“You want to prove to that girl that you don’t want her anymore?”
You sigh. “More than anything.”
“Date me.” She breathes stepping closer. My eyes widened.
“W-we um we just met. I know nothing about you apart from your name and that you have very… very beautiful green eyes and a really cool jacket.” You whisper getting distracted by her eyes for a moment. She smirks at you and the simplicity of the action made your stomach tighten with nerves.
“Y/n, that is the whole point of dating… to get to know the other person. Besides it will only be fake.”
You can’t lie you were feeling a little disappointment at her statement. But you nod before you even realised you were doing it. “Sure. Why the hell not.”
She smiled. “So, I can safely assume you’ll be a accompanying me to Mr Stark’s party?” She said with a slight hesitation.
“Definitely.”
We both smiled and she nodded. “See you at seven fake girlfriend.” She grinned.
“See you at seven fake girlfriend.” You laughed.
And with that Yelena left casting you an unreadable look before she closed the door behind her.
***
The dress felt very revealing it’s low cut shows off your cleavage in a way that didn’t seem like you were trying to show it off. Which you weren’t. Natasha. Your dear best friend brought you this gift as soon as she heard from her sister of your plan. It was safe to say she was very much on board.
You slipped on the heels and smiled at your reflection. Though the dress screamed risky you can’t deny how good you looked. Your tanned skin contrasted against the whiteness of the dress. The dress hugged you in all the right places. It’s cotton stretched over your butt and stopped mid thigh showcasing your toned legs. You smiled. Taking out your phone you snapped a few mirror selfies for instagram before leaving. Yelena said she’d meet you at the party which you were grateful for as it meant you wouldn’t have to feel rushed.
You exited the room. And stilled when you heard someone call your name. “Miss Y/L/N.” You turned to see Vision.
“Have you seen my wife?”
“Wife?”
“Oh my apologies. I mean my fiancée, soon to be wife.”
The way he described her made her seem like she was his possession. And that didn’t sit right with you. Not when she’d whisper to you how much she wished she was yours and you were hers.
You shrugged. “Nope.” And you walked on leaving him behind you.
“Your affections for my wife have not gone un-noticed,” he called out and you paused shooting him a look from over your shoulder. “She doesn’t return them.” He said as a matter of fact. You have him a knowing smile before pushing the door open.
The music was so loud you could feel it in your chest. You smiled at the carelessness that enveloped you as you took a sip of your first drink. You wanted to let go. You wanted to he free from these feelings, you wanted to have this one night to be you.
Your eyes met those intriguing yet beautiful green eyes and a smile curled up your lips. She walked over. “Y/n… damn you’re stunning.” She grinned. Her eyes shamelessly trialed down your body slowly her eyes lingering on your cleavage, and then your legs. You raised a brow ignoring the excitement bubbling in your chest.
You walk up to her as you felt a certain pair of eyes on you. You pressed yourself against Yelena she seemed surprised as your hands wrapped around her neck and your body was flush against hers. “She’s watching.” And with that Yelena snapped into her role. She placed one had on the small of your back. And the other fell to your butt. She smirked looking down at you.
“You look ravishing in that dress.” She whispered in your ear. The actions sent chills through your body which she definitely noticed.
“Thank you. You in that suit is really working for me.” You smirked her eyes sparkled as the words left your lips. She trailed the hand up from your back and she trailed a finger up your arm her touch leaving a blazing fire on your skin. She then trailed her hand up your neck you didn’t take your eyes off hers and you couldn’t help the grin on your face.
“Is it bad I want this to be real?” She asked and for a second whilst this was happening you forgot why it was happening.
“Want me to be honest?”
She nodded.
“I forgot it wasn’t real for a moment.” You admitted and she grinned. You felt hands clap onto your shoulders and you turn to look up. You see Steve and grin.
“Hey Capsicle.”
He rolls his eyes at you before offering his hand to Yelena. “Im Steve.” She nodded shaking his hand. Not giving him the warm smile she gave you when she introduced herself to you.
“Yelena. Natasha’s sister.” She said and his eyes widened a fraction.
“You up for some party games. Even if you’re not your presence has been requested.” He grinned and you nodded. Slipping your hand into Yelena’s you pulled her with you.
You sat across from Wanda. You felt her eyes on your body and she wasn’t the only one looking. “Well damn Y/n you look tasteful in that dress.” Bucky smirked handing you a drink. You smirked.
“Yelena sure seems to think so.” You winked. She chucked wiping the side of her mouth. Nat scowled pretending to gag.
“Disgusting.” She frowned and the lot of you excluding Wanda who was shooting daggers at Yelena laughed.
“Let’s play a friendly game of never have I ever.” Tony called out and everyone voiced their approval.
“Okay okay. Never have I everrrr…” Nat drew out. “Had sex in a car.” She said and you took a sip as did Tony, Sam, Bucky and Nat. You smirked.
“Never have I ever been in love with someone you can’t have.” Sam said his grin widening as you took a sip of your drink. So did Steve.
“Never have I ever slept with Y/n.” Tony smirked. Natasha took a sip of her drink as did Wanda, Bucky and Steve.
“Oh wow nearly the whole team.” Wanda comments. Your eyes snapped over to hers and you raised a brow.
“Jealous you’re not the only one who’s sampled the goods. My apologies Miss Maximoff.” You say sarcastically. She scoffs.
“Let’s change the game. We have to do a never have I ever and if we haven’t done it. We have to do it.” Sam called out as Carol sat down. You smiled at her grabbing her hand and kissing it as a friendly gesture. She smirks blowing you a kiss.
“Sam since it was your idea you go first.” You say. He gave you a chilling look of pure mischief.
“Never have I ever kissed y/n.” He said and you froze. The team laughed. Sam drunkenly crawled over to you and his hand cupped your face before he placed a sloppy kiss on your lips. You kissed him back before laughing. Tony smirked at you.
“I’m a married man so,” he said leaning forward he kissed your cheek. “There you go.” You laughed.
Carol looked at me raising a brow she placed her hand on your thigh her other hand cupping your cheek. She leant forward and pressed her lips to yours. Her lips were surprisingly soft and you felt yourself enjoying the kiss a little too much. She pulled back and you wiggled your brows at her.
“Yelena your turn.” Natasha called out and you sucked in a breath as she turned your body towards her. She smirked. Her hand slid up to your face. She pulled you into her, her lips pressed against yours, your stomach flipped as you pressed your face closer to hers. Your hand slipped you into her hair, gripping it slightly. She her tongue swiped against your lip and you parted your lips so her tongue could swirl against your own. This kiss was sexy. Her hands stayed respectfully on your waist but you could tell she wanted to move them as they twitched quite a few times.
When air was needed she pulled back. You forgot momentarily that you were in a game and that there were others around you. You blushed when you realised.
“Hot.” Was all Steve said. Wanda was glaring at you but for once you didn’t notice her stare as you were too busy staring at Yelena, who was also looking at you.
“You’re a great kisser. We should do that again.” Yelena whispered.
“Right now?” You teased. She pulled you into her lap and you lay back against her.
“Never have I ever-”
You stopped listening as you stood up. You offered your hand to Yelena she took it and you stood up. “Dance with me?” You asked and she grinned.
“Of course. How rude would it be if I refused a dance from my girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend?” A voice called up and you smiled.
“Yup. My girlfriend.” You say as she lead you away.
***
You spent the night dancing and occasionally making out with Yelena. It was all in good fun especially since it really pissed off Wanda.
***
It’s been a week and you were happier than ever. Your arrangement with Yelena was working out well. She was amazing truly.
You were laying on the roof staring at the sky. You exhaled loudly catching the attention of the blond next to you. “It means a lot, showing me your special hideaway.” She smiles the wind whipping her hair.
“You are the only person I’ve brought up here.” You admit smiling as her grin widens.
“Listen y/n.”
You nod feeling a little anxious. She grabs your hand and holds it tightly. “I want to keep helping you. But I can’t do this anymore.” She whispered. Your eyes fell to the floor.
“I- did I do something?”
She lifts my chin so I was looking in her beautiful eyes. “It’s not you- well it is you, but what I mean is I… I don’t want it to be fake Y/n. I don’t want to fake date you anymore. I want it to be real.” She confessed making you smile.
“Oh thank god.”
“Huh?”
“Yes. Well I mean yes I agree. I don’t want it to be fake. So let’s change that.” You say excitedly. She grins and without a second word she crashes he lips to yours making you feel so much lighter.
It was finally working out.
Maybe love isn’t so bad after all
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PART 3 of Not Mine To Love
Pair: Yelena x reader
Warnings: fluff, angst, implied smut 18+
A/n: This is the Yelena version! Hope you enjoy
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You were sitting across from Natasha. She reached over the table and held your hand. You smiled. “You listening?”
You huffed. “Oh, sorry, um, what are you saying?” You asked softly. She squeezed your hand, and you looked at her.
“I was just saying that my sisters coming to visit for a few weeks, she's arriving today.” She said, and you smiled.
“You have a sister?! Why did I not know this?” You pouted with sad eyes. She chuckled, shaking her head at me.
“I didn’t tell anyone… apart from Clint.”
You nodded. “Fine, I guess telling only one best friend… it’s fine… fine.” You muttered, looking down. She used her free hand to lift your chin up.
“Sorry baby.” She joked, and you smiled.
“You’re forgiven.”
She laughed at me, her eyes flickering up to the door and you knew who it was by the sudden dark look that crossed Natasha's face. You kept your eyes low, finding comfort from Natasha's strong grip. "Y/n?" Her soft voice called out, making your heart ache.
"Please leave me alone." You whispered meekly. You heard her sigh.
"Please, I just want to talk to you."
"She's made it pretty obvious she doesn't want to talk to you, Wanda, now leave her be." Natasha interjected. You stood up and turned around.
"Now let me be clear, because you really dont seem to be getting it. We are done, I am done with you, so please go be happy with the microwave and leave me the hell alone." You finally snapped. The hurt look in her eyes made you pause briefly. She seemed genuinely hurt by your outburst, making you feel guilty for saying anything at all. You hated how weak she made you, so before you could contradict yourself, you grabbed your phone off the table and stormed out.
Exiting the kitchen, you slammed straight into someone, their body and the speed at which you knocked into them caused you to lose your balance and begin falling, a small, surprised squeak leaving your lips. An arm wrapped around your waist, preventing you from falling. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes slowly met the beautiful green eyes of your saviours. "I- I'm sorry." You breathed as she pulled you upright, and inevitably closer to her. Her blond hair was in a braid which fell freely over her shoulders, with small strands framing her face. She was gorgeous, from her captivating green eyes to her perfectly sharp jaw line. There was an air about her. She seemed so... so angelic in this moment. Her lips were pulled to the side, she was smirking at me. The action caused me to pay extra attention to her lips. They were as perfect as the rest of her face.
"It's okay, watch where you're going next time." She said teasingly. Oh god, her voice. Her Russian accent made your knees weak, and this made you very aware that her arm was still around your waist. You blushed, stepping backwards.
"R-right, yeah," you stammered slightly. She chuckled softly, almost too softly, making you wonder if you were the only person in the room who had heard it. You cast a glance back and saw one very pissed off witch. "I- um I have to go." You muttered softly, casting your eyes down.
"Without even telling me your name... after I just saved your life." She joked, and you laughed slightly.
"It's Y/n."
"Hi, Y/n," she paused, making you look up at her. She raised a brow when you did so. "I'm Yelena."
"Nice to- um meet you." You said with a nod of your head, she smirked.
"также красивый." (likewise beautiful) She said lowly, you had no idea what she had said, but damn, was it hot. You smiled before stepping around her. You waited a few seconds before looking back. She was watching you. Catching your gaze, she winked at you, making your stomach flutter.
Who was she?!
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You stretched out your limbs, your nap had made you feel a hundred times better. Yawning you made your way into the spare bathroom, feeling the need to shower. Your bathroom was currently under construction since Sam and Bucky decided to go all WWE on each other after watching a movie with you. You grabbed your towel and made your way over there. Flicking on the light you looked in the mirror. Your eyes were tired and a little red but other than that you’d say you look pretty good. Turning on the shower you waited a few minutes before stepping in.
You were washing your hair when you heard sniggering. You furrowed your brows as the door opened. “Hahah see you later y/n.” Sam called out. You quickly popped your head out of the shower to see him running away with your towel.
“SAM! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE WITH MY TOWEL!” You screamed. He only laughed in response. You shut of the shower water dripping down your body. You heard someone walk outside the door. You rushed over concealing yourself with the door. You peered out and almost groaned. It was that girl from earlier. The hot one.
“Um psst! Hey Yelena.” You called out and her head snapped in your direction. Her eyes widened slightly.
“Hey.” She finally said smiling.
“I-I need your help. Sam. He stole my towel and um I need to get back to my room. Would you- I mean do you mind if I borrowed your jacket. I- um I’ll give it back I promise.” You rushed out stammering slightly. She stared at silently before chuckling.
She reached up and pulled the zip down on her jacket. She took it off but she didn’t give it you. You watched as her hands gripped her shirt. It was very long on her. She slipped her head out revealing the sports bra underneath. Your cheeks heated up as her toned stomach was on full display. She walked over and handed you both items of clothing. You smiled thankfully and nodded before closing the door and putting on the clothes. The shirt stopped in the middle of your thighs and you were thankful. You threw on the jacket and smiled. Opening the door.
“This jacket has a lot of pockets.” You grinned. Yelena looked up at you. Her eyes lingered on your exposed legs before she registered what you said. Her face lit up.
“It’s so cool right! You could fit so much stuff in there you wouldn’t even know.” She smiled and you giggled.
“Fascinating.”
She stared at you before looking away. “Where’s your room?” She asked and you swallowed slightly.
“Um right past the kitchen and to the left.”
“Mind if I accompany you?” She asked and you shrugged.
“Not at all.” You said with a bright smile. She nodded. The two of you began walking, you stopped as you almost bumped into Wanda and Vision. You frowned. Wanda’s eyes dropped from your face to your body specifically your bare legs.
“What are you wearing?” She asked almost angry.
“Um-”
“My clothes.” Yelena cut in seeming to notice the tension between the two women.
“Your clothes. Um… why?”
Yelena looked at you and raised a brow.
“Well she just got out the shower. She didn’t have any clothes in my room so she borrowed mine.” She muttered slipping her hand onto the small of your back.
“Why were you in her shower. Don’t you have your own?” Wanda muttered with a slight sneer.
“Mines broken.” Is all you said before turning to Yelena.
“We should get going.” She mumbled not taking her eyes off you. You blushed slightly as she pulled you into her side. You walked past Wanda and she quickly reached out and grabbed your wrist. You turned quickly and shoved her hand off you.
“Don’t touch me. You lost that right.” You snapped. Her eyes widened and flickered to Vision. He frowned seeming confused by your remark.
“I- I just wanted to ask if you were coming to the wedding.”
You scoffed. “No.”
And with that you quickly grabbed Yelena’s hand and rushed away. Your heart was beating wildly in your chest and you couldn’t help the anger burning inside you.
“How dare she. I- I mean the audacity of that woman!” You yelled throwing your hands up in the air. “I mean what the hell was she thinking. Like I- I- ‘are you coming to the wedding’ what no fuck that.” You ranted. Yelena watched you silently smirking to herself.
“Past flame?” She asked.
You looked at her and shrugged. “We used to hook up. She didn’t seem to care about her fiancée when we were screwing.” You confessed. Her eyes widened before she smirked.
“Ooo miss homewrecker… intriguing.” She teased and you rolled your eyes.
“Shush.”
“Did you roll your eyes and shush me?” She asked raising a perfectly sculpted brow. You tried to ignore the flutter in your stomach.
“Maybe. Is that a problem?”
She grins stepping closer. She hooked her finger into the loop of her jacket and pulled it down. Slowly may I add. Whilst looking you in the eyes. You swallowed your throat getting tighter. “You can keep the shirt, but I’d very much like my jacket back.” She mused continuing to unzip the jacket. You nodded the corner of your mouth twitching up.
“I have a proposition for you.” She states as the jacket fell from my arms and she held it over her arms.
“Okay?” You say wearily.
“You want to prove to that girl that you don’t want her anymore?”
You sigh. “More than anything.”
“Date me.” She breathes stepping closer. My eyes widened.
“W-we um we just met. I know nothing about you apart from your name and that you have very… very beautiful green eyes and a really cool jacket.” You whisper getting distracted by her eyes for a moment. She smirks at you and the simplicity of the action made your stomach tighten with nerves.
“Y/n, that is the whole point of dating… to get to know the other person. Besides it will only be fake.”
You can’t lie you were feeling a little disappointment at her statement. But you nod before you even realised you were doing it. “Sure. Why the hell not.”
She smiled. “So, I can safely assume you’ll be a accompanying me to Mr Stark’s party?” She said with a slight hesitation.
“Definitely.”
We both smiled and she nodded. “See you at seven fake girlfriend.” She grinned.
“See you at seven fake girlfriend.” You laughed.
And with that Yelena left casting you an unreadable look before she closed the door behind her.
***
The dress felt very revealing it’s low cut shows off your cleavage in a way that didn’t seem like you were trying to show it off. Which you weren’t. Natasha. Your dear best friend brought you this gift as soon as she heard from her sister of your plan. It was safe to say she was very much on board.
You slipped on the heels and smiled at your reflection. Though the dress screamed risky you can’t deny how good you looked. Your tanned skin contrasted against the whiteness of the dress. The dress hugged you in all the right places. It’s cotton stretched over your butt and stopped mid thigh showcasing your toned legs. You smiled. Taking out your phone you snapped a few mirror selfies for instagram before leaving. Yelena said she’d meet you at the party which you were grateful for as it meant you wouldn’t have to feel rushed.
You exited the room. And stilled when you heard someone call your name. “Miss Y/L/N.” You turned to see Vision.
“Have you seen my wife?”
“Wife?”
“Oh my apologies. I mean my fiancée, soon to be wife.”
The way he described her made her seem like she was his possession. And that didn’t sit right with you. Not when she’d whisper to you how much she wished she was yours and you were hers.
You shrugged. “Nope.” And you walked on leaving him behind you.
“Your affections for my wife have not gone un-noticed,” he called out and you paused shooting him a look from over your shoulder. “She doesn’t return them.” He said as a matter of fact. You have him a knowing smile before pushing the door open.
The music was so loud you could feel it in your chest. You smiled at the carelessness that enveloped you as you took a sip of your first drink. You wanted to let go. You wanted to he free from these feelings, you wanted to have this one night to be you.
Your eyes met those intriguing yet beautiful green eyes and a smile curled up your lips. She walked over. “Y/n… damn you’re stunning.” She grinned. Her eyes shamelessly trialed down your body slowly her eyes lingering on your cleavage, and then your legs. You raised a brow ignoring the excitement bubbling in your chest.
You walk up to her as you felt a certain pair of eyes on you. You pressed yourself against Yelena she seemed surprised as your hands wrapped around her neck and your body was flush against hers. “She’s watching.” And with that Yelena snapped into her role. She placed one had on the small of your back. And the other fell to your butt. She smirked looking down at you.
“You look ravishing in that dress.” She whispered in your ear. The actions sent chills through your body which she definitely noticed.
“Thank you. You in that suit is really working for me.” You smirked her eyes sparkled as the words left your lips. She trailed the hand up from your back and she trailed a finger up your arm her touch leaving a blazing fire on your skin. She then trailed her hand up your neck you didn’t take your eyes off hers and you couldn’t help the grin on your face.
“Is it bad I want this to be real?” She asked and for a second whilst this was happening you forgot why it was happening.
“Want me to be honest?”
She nodded.
“I forgot it wasn’t real for a moment.” You admitted and she grinned. You felt hands clap onto your shoulders and you turn to look up. You see Steve and grin.
“Hey Capsicle.”
He rolls his eyes at you before offering his hand to Yelena. “Im Steve.” She nodded shaking his hand. Not giving him the warm smile she gave you when she introduced herself to you.
“Yelena. Natasha’s sister.” She said and his eyes widened a fraction.
“You up for some party games. Even if you’re not your presence has been requested.” He grinned and you nodded. Slipping your hand into Yelena’s you pulled her with you.
You sat across from Wanda. You felt her eyes on your body and she wasn’t the only one looking. “Well damn Y/n you look tasteful in that dress.” Bucky smirked handing you a drink. You smirked.
“Yelena sure seems to think so.” You winked. She chucked wiping the side of her mouth. Nat scowled pretending to gag.
“Disgusting.” She frowned and the lot of you excluding Wanda who was shooting daggers at Yelena laughed.
“Let’s play a friendly game of never have I ever.” Tony called out and everyone voiced their approval.
“Okay okay. Never have I everrrr…” Nat drew out. “Had sex in a car.” She said and you took a sip as did Tony, Sam, Bucky and Nat. You smirked.
“Never have I ever been in love with someone you can’t have.” Sam said his grin widening as you took a sip of your drink. So did Steve.
“Never have I ever slept with Y/n.” Tony smirked. Natasha took a sip of her drink as did Wanda, Bucky and Steve.
“Oh wow nearly the whole team.” Wanda comments. Your eyes snapped over to hers and you raised a brow.
“Jealous you’re not the only one who’s sampled the goods. My apologies Miss Maximoff.” You say sarcastically. She scoffs.
“Let’s change the game. We have to do a never have I ever and if we haven’t done it. We have to do it.” Sam called out as Carol sat down. You smiled at her grabbing her hand and kissing it as a friendly gesture. She smirks blowing you a kiss.
“Sam since it was your idea you go first.” You say. He gave you a chilling look of pure mischief.
“Never have I ever kissed y/n.” He said and you froze. The team laughed. Sam drunkenly crawled over to you and his hand cupped your face before he placed a sloppy kiss on your lips. You kissed him back before laughing. Tony smirked at you.
“I’m a married man so,” he said leaning forward he kissed your cheek. “There you go.” You laughed.
Carol looked at me raising a brow she placed her hand on your thigh her other hand cupping your cheek. She leant forward and pressed her lips to yours. Her lips were surprisingly soft and you felt yourself enjoying the kiss a little too much. She pulled back and you wiggled your brows at her.
“Yelena your turn.” Natasha called out and you sucked in a breath as she turned your body towards her. She smirked. Her hand slid up to your face. She pulled you into her, her lips pressed against yours, your stomach flipped as you pressed your face closer to hers. Your hand slipped you into her hair, gripping it slightly. She her tongue swiped against your lip and you parted your lips so her tongue could swirl against your own. This kiss was sexy. Her hands stayed respectfully on your waist but you could tell she wanted to move them as they twitched quite a few times.
When air was needed she pulled back. You forgot momentarily that you were in a game and that there were others around you. You blushed when you realised.
“Hot.” Was all Steve said. Wanda was glaring at you but for once you didn’t notice her stare as you were too busy staring at Yelena, who was also looking at you.
“You’re a great kisser. We should do that again.” Yelena whispered.
“Right now?” You teased. She pulled you into her lap and you lay back against her.
“Never have I ever-”
You stopped listening as you stood up. You offered your hand to Yelena she took it and you stood up. “Dance with me?” You asked and she grinned.
“Of course. How rude would it be if I refused a dance from my girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend?” A voice called up and you smiled.
“Yup. My girlfriend.” You say as she lead you away.
***
You spent the night dancing and occasionally making out with Yelena. It was all in good fun especially since it really pissed off Wanda.
***
It’s been a week and you were happier than ever. Your arrangement with Yelena was working out well. She was amazing truly.
You were laying on the roof staring at the sky. You exhaled loudly catching the attention of the blond next to you. “It means a lot, showing me your special hideaway.” She smiles the wind whipping her hair.
“You are the only person I’ve brought up here.” You admit smiling as her grin widens.
“Listen y/n.”
You nod feeling a little anxious. She grabs your hand and holds it tightly. “I want to keep helping you. But I can’t do this anymore.” She whispered. Your eyes fell to the floor.
“I- did I do something?”
She lifts my chin so I was looking in her beautiful eyes. “It’s not you- well it is you, but what I mean is I… I don’t want it to be fake Y/n. I don’t want to fake date you anymore. I want it to be real.” She confessed making you smile.
“Oh thank god.”
“Huh?”
“Yes. Well I mean yes I agree. I don’t want it to be fake. So let’s change that.” You say excitedly. She grins and without a second word she crashes he lips to yours making you feel so much lighter.
It was finally working out.
Maybe love isn’t so bad after all
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Seeing red
Summary: After Steve went into the ice, HYDRA took out their frustrations on his doe eyed little sister Y/n Rogers. Now after being experimented on for half her life, she’s back in Steve’s life. She’s a part of the team. A team that included the elusive Wanda Maximoff who just so happened to have saved her life. An accident forced them together, but it seems something deeper, more mysterious, is keeping them together.
Remember me
Summary: Reader is an old friend from the red room, and she’s rescued by the avengers. She hasn’t said a word, and she’s been at the compound for a week. Natasha returned home from a mission and wants to meet the new girl she doesn’t realise they’ve already met.
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Oh Bite Me 🙄
Summary: As the youngest Stark, sister to the billionaire, playboy, philanthropist himself, Tony Stark Y/n… she has her father's brains and her mother's compassion. Her brain is what landed her in close quarters with Wanda Maximoff, emo teen who’s struggling to keep her grades up after the loss of her parents. The two of them soon come to realise that being just friends isn’t something they want to do, but can they push their pride aside and admit they feel for each other?
Not mine to love
Yelena version, Kate version
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I'd like to request a Wanda x reader highschool au where wanda is the popular girl and yn is the girl that gets made fun of for some reason and wanda and reader have this on and off secret relationship and wanda is with her friend group and they start making fun of yn and wanda joins in to not be suspicious or anything and reader overhears and is just heartbroken and calls off wherever she had with wanda and wanda trys to make things right, please make this have a happy ending
Hi! Thank you so much for the request I hope you like how it turned out 😊
Warnings: Bullying, light homophobia, cussing, angst, kissing, implied smut (if there is anything I missed don’t hesitate to let me know 💕)
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You know you’re not supposed to stare at her in public. She made it very clear that what was going on between the two of you was strictly private. “Nobody can ever know.” She’d say. And then with a kiss to your forehead, she’d whisper. “You know this is just between us, don’t you, baby?” All of which you’d respond with a small nod and a soft yes that was barely above a whisper.
She had caught your gaze, you could she the glare she was giving you but you were too occupied in thinking about her lips on yours, or the way she’d kiss your neck to really comprehend the look she was giving you. The thought of your more intimate times with her caused you to bite your lip to hide a smirk. Her eyes were piercing you as you recognised the familiar look of want in her gaze. That look alone had you weak at the knees.
Her friends caught up with her and she put on her perfected sneer as she glared at you. You quickly looked away, ignoring the ache in your chest. She was never the same when she was with her friends. She was cold. She was the popular girl who couldn’t bare the thought of a non-pop getting the courage to speak to her. She was mean when she was with her friends. Wanda and her band of merry whores owned this school. There was not an interaction between anyone that they didn’t know about. A kid couldn’t get shoved without that group getting their beaks wet. They were well and truly mean girls. But you knew the real Wanda Maximoff.
She was the girl who’d whisper sweet nothings until you fell asleep, she’s the girl who loves to read and is actually one of the smartest people in the school, but she hides it. She pretends she’s dumb to fit in with her brain dead friends. She’s the girl who loves big romantic gestures, she’d be the girl to stand outside your window with a boom box. She’s soft and gentle and makes you feel all kinds of happy. Her smile makes your heart race and her smirk makes your knees go weak.
But that girl and the girl in front of you right now are polar opposites. She cut her eyes at you and you sighed turning to you locker. You opened it and grabbed your chemistry book. This was the only class you had with Wanda that her little friends were not apart of. Only because they’re too stupid to get onto the course. Wanda though, she didn’t have that problem.
As soon as you were seated your heart started racing as Wanda stormed over to you. She glared at you and you’d be lying if you didn’t feel the slightest bit worried about what she had to say. It was a constant fear of yours that she’d end this little arrangement. She’s done it before. But she always came back resulting in this very confusing on and off again situation.
“What we’re you doing looking at me?” She asked forcefully but still managing a quiet whisper.
“I wasn’t looking at you… I was thinking.” You whispered not bothering to meet her gaze. To anyone else it looked like Wanda was smack talking you judging from the look of utter disgust on her face.
“About what?”
You got brave and sent a glare up in her direction you could see the surprise hidden in her gaze.
“None of your business. You’re not my girlfriend so what does it matter?” You snapped clenching your jaw.
“Excuse you?” She muttered.
“I was thinking about that time Natasha railed me on the desk in my bedroom. Satisfied?”
Even You shocked yourself with that response but you were just so sick of her constantly shitting on you one minute and her ripping off your clothes in the next. Natasha was your best friend and she’d go along with the ruse if you needed her to. She’s loyal like that. “What?” She said darkly, she glared at you and you knew you were going to regret saying that. You said nothing and just looked past her to focus on the board. “This better be a joke.” She muttered. You looked at her.
“Why does it matter? You don’t care about me. Not really. I’m there when you a good orgasm, something that Vision has never given you but other than that you don’t care.” You stated for the first time letting your eyes meet hers. She was frowning.
“Leave Vis out of this.” She mumbled.
Speak of the devil and he may appear. “Wanda, darling. Our table is over there.”
She turned to him and grinned brightly. “Coming.”
You ignored her again and she looked at you her face growing darker. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about that Natasha comment. You aren’t to hook up with her again. You got that?” She sneered and you didn’t even respond. You thought she might be jealous and the thought of that concept made you want to smile.
—— lunchtime ——
You had grabbed your lunch and now we’re sitting alone. Natasha had a study group at lunch and she invited you but you weren’t really in the mood to study with this mornings events still fresh in your mind. The dark glare Wanda gave you, the look of disgust on her face as she regarded you. It’s like she has invaded your brain and you can’t think or breathe or anything without her face flashing across your mind.
The sound of heavy footsteps caused you to glance up from your book. The it crew came and stood in front of your table, all except Wanda. She was still getting food. “Hey freak?! I heard you’re a raging lesbian. That true?” Tony sniggered as she sat down. Shock rippled through you as you stared at him.
“What? That’s not true.” You denied, the lie tasting bitter on your tongue.
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297 notes • Posted 2021-10-14 00:14:28 GMT
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My Scarlet Lover Chapter 1
Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Reader(fem).
(Not my gif)
Type: Fluff/Angst/Smut
Warning: This will contain adult language, mature themes, sexual language and so 16+
Word count: 3.7k
Summary: Having feelings for your best friend never seems to end well and y/n knows this. Trying to smush down her feelings a certain red-haired telepath makes things difficult, especially when Y/n can’t seem to stay away from the alluring Wanda Maximoff.
ALSO... HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!
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308 notes • Posted 2021-06-02 23:47:21 GMT
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Remember Me?
Pair: Natasha x Reader (slow burn)
Type: Fluff/Angst/Eventual smut
Word count: 3.8K
Warning: This will contain adult language, mature themes such as violence, mentions of death and torture as well as sexual language and so 16+
Reader is an old friend from the red room, and she’s rescued by the avengers. She hasn’t said a word, and she’s been at the compound for a week. Natasha returned home from a mission and wants to meet the new girl she doesn’t realise they’ve already met.
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You sigh your wrists were bound to the steel chair, its coolness pressing against your bruised skin. You had been here for three months, and you had learned the routine by now. Guard one and two come in smack you around a little, then a woman would come in, clean your wounds and then give you some food and water then she’d leave with a guilty look in her eyes. From her blatant kindness, you assumed that she feels uncomfortable with this. Then you 're taken into another room where you 're tortured beyond consciousness. You were currently experiencing the first stage in this three-step process.
A particularly beefy guy slammed his fist into your stomach. You started coughing as your body launched forward. Tears welled in your eyes as the pain flared through your body. He punched you in the face, causing your head to whip to the side as blood filled your mouth and with a chuckle you spat it out.
“We will make you a winter solider.” He grunted. You said nothing. You never do. He untied you from the chair and shoved you into his partner. He grabbed your arms, holding them behind your back tightly. Your arms protested as he bent them closer together in his vice grip. You clenched your jaw, glaring at the bald man in front of you. His dark blue eyes were piercing, with a deathly glint as he neared you. He had a small smirk tugging at his lips. “You know one of these days you’re going to talk.” He chuckled, punching you again. Your eyes rolled back, black spots dancing across your vision.
You could feel your blood trickle down your face, all you felt was pain, your body was aching, and all you wanted to do was curl up into a ball and sleep for the rest of the year. You were tired… exhausted, actually. So you closed your eyes. You heard him chuckle before you were thrown to the floor.
You were slammed against the concrete, its roughness scraping against your skin. You groaned, a few tears slipping from your eyes. You watched as their boots got further and further away from you, the knot in your stomach slowly fading away as the thought of death no longer at the forefront of your mind. You spat out the blood that had pooled in your mouth. You could only see out of one eye due to your other on being swollen shut, your face was covered in blood and eventual bruises, as was the rest of your body. With a clenched jaw, you pulled yourself up, traipsing all the way over the slab you sleep on. You’d sit and wait for the doctor to come in with her blue eyes filled with regret and her mousey attitude when she talks to you whilst gingerly trying to clean your wounds. And soon enough she came in.
"Hi, I just... you know the drill." She sighed. You just pulled yourself against the wall. She pushed her tray all the way over to you. She sighed, her head shaking a little. She folded her legs underneath her, grabbing her supplies. You watched her with a sort of curiosity.
"Why... why do you do this i-if you don't agree." You mumbled. She looked taken back. This was the first time you had spoken to her. She usually comes in, cleans you up, talks to you and then leaves. You never interact. She sighed, wiping the blood from your cheek.
"I don't have a choice." She whispered. You didn't answer her, instead you closed your eyes. She continued to clean your wounds. The pain was brutal. You were still coping with yesterday's session and now this was just extra cruel.
You just wanted the pain to stop. But it never does.
She sighed. "I'm really sorry." She said softly.
"I'm... used to it."
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Your eyes widened as you abruptly sat up “Nimm die Waffen!” (Get the guns)They kept yelling. Your stomach twisted with nervousness. You tried to find the courage to move, but you couldn’t. You were paralysed with fear. You squeezed your eyes shut as the battle noises got closer and closer. People were running all over the place, yelling, screaming, and crying. There were guns going off, small explosions and glass shattering you couldn’t imagine what was happening out there. Not that you wanted to.
You had hoped if you were about to die it was quick.
The rattling of your door caused you to sit up. You had shuffled yourself as quickly as you could against the far wall. The door was broken down, and you dropped your head into your lap. You heard heavy footsteps make their way over to you.
“Don’t worry, we’re here to rescue you.”
You slowly lift your head to peer up at the man in front of you. He had piercing blue eyes and blonde hair. You recognised him from somewhere he had an air of familiarity about him. He crouched down to your level, his gaze meeting yours. “Who… why?”
“We’re the good guys. Come on, take my hand.” He said softly as he extended his hand. You slowly no- cautiously extended your hand to reach his. His fingers wrapped around your hand as he helped you to your feet. Your earlier beating made moving that much more difficult, and you gasped in pain as you stumbled forward. The mans eyes wondered to your side. Which was bleeding. He sighed heavily before gathering you in his arms. His hands supported your legs, and he placed one of his hands around your shoulders, holding you closer. You’d normally be embarrassed, but the stress and the pain you were currently experiencing you just ended up falling asleep.
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Steve looked down. The girl he had saved had fallen asleep. The corners of his lips twitched up into a smile. He felt glad that she trusted him enough to be vulnerable around him. He knew it was probably due to the exhaustion. She looked terrible. Her face was heavily bruised, and he could see blood seeping out of other parts of her body, such as her torso and her legs.
He held her tightly as he walked past all the Hydra agents they had beaten. They lay bruised and bloody on the floor, each move they made they groaned in pain. He quickly rushed back towards the jet his teammates all stared as he walked in, cradling a girl.
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320 notes • Posted 2021-06-28 23:58:50 GMT
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My Scarlet Lover Chapter 2
Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Reader(fem).
Type: Fluff/Angst/Smut
Word count: 3.7K
Warning: This will contain adult language, mature themes, sexual language and so 16+
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388 notes • Posted 2021-06-04 17:49:15 GMT
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Thanks so much for the request! I hope it’s as as great as the idea! Love you too!!! 🥺💕.
Summary: Natasha’s never one to shy away from a good secret so what happens when she had a brush with death and wants nothing more than to be in her wife’s arms. A wife that nobody knows about apart from her sister, Yelena Belova.
Wife… Since Uh☝🏼 When?
Natasha rushed to the side of the building, her neck pressing against the stone. Her breath was coming out in harsh pants. “Cap, tell me you got the location for the second bomb!” She rushed out, feeling quite distressed. Steve’s heart dropped as he got a confirmed location.
“Nat get away from that build-”
But it was too late. The building exploded outwards, its blaze heating the surrounding air, causing the burning sensation in Natasha’s thigh and arm. She couldn’t get away fast enough, and she was caught in the rubble. Her body was pinned to the floor and ash, bricks, glass you name it and it hit her leaving her in really bad shape. Tears brimmed her eyes, and she screamed loudly as a metal rod impaled itself through her thigh. “Blya der'mo!” (Fucking shit) she yelled. Natasha’s vision blurred slightly as someone rushed over to her.
“Nat! Oh god Nat!” Clint yelled as he, Steve and Tony rushed to her aid. Clint grabbed her hand as he nodded to cap to lift the rubble he did so and Natasha screamed, it was so pain filled it almost brought Clint to tears. The bar was still in her leg, and nobody was planning on taking it out.
“Don’t worry. Help is on the way, an ambulance is on its way to Romanoff. So keep your eyes on me!” Steve snapped, rubbing her hand. Nat nodded, too tired to come up with a smart remark about how looming at him would cause more damage than the blood pooling from her thigh.
“Y/n…” Nat murmured, her eyes fluttering closed. “Somebody call… m-my… wife.”
The three looked at each other, all wearing confused looks. “Who’s y/n?” Tony asked Nat and Natasha’s eyes fluttered open, a rare genuine smile on her lips which looked ridiculous due to the circumstances.
“My love.” She whispered, her eyes closing.
The flashing of the lights of the ambulance let the team know that she was going to make it.
You rushed into the hospital, your heart on your sleeve as you rushed over to the desk. “I- I Natasha um… Natasha Romanoff s-she was admitted. I there was an explosion. Please, I need to see her.”
The desk clerk looked up at me and raised a brow. “What’s your relationship to the patient?”
You clenched your jaw. “She’s my wife! The mother of my child! I- just let me see her.” You rushed out. She nodded and began walking you to her room. Your stomach was a mess with knots. You felt nauseous and your whole body was riddled with nerves. The state of the man on the phone you gathered it was bad. The door was pushed open, you gasped as you saw her. There were wires all over her body, her head was bandaged as were her arms and her legs. She was covered in sweat and her bandages were already covered with blood. You walked over to her, not sure if you could even touch her.
Your hand hovered over her forehead before you delicately stroked her hair. “Oh, baby.” You whispered, your tears falling down your cheeks. She looked so frail… so broken it rocked you to your core as you through about the possibility of her not coming home to you. You turned upon hearing heavy footsteps. Nick Fury and it seems like the rest of the team.
“Y/n-”
You cut him off by slapping him. “You son of a bitch! You promised me she’d never end up here. You- you p-promised. How would I have fucking explained this t-to Melissa? I- can’t.” You yelled, your anger melting into despair as you slammed your fists onto his chest. He wrapped an arm around you and you cried into his chest. You sobbed. He held you for a while until you pulled back, turning to Nat.
“Who are you, and who is Melissa?” someone asked. You turned around, your tears still falling. You recognised him as Tony Stark. Your eyes flickered to Clint, and you said nothing as you wrapped your arms around him.
“Melissa… she’s fine she’s with Laura and the kids.” He stated, and you nodded.
“Wait, you know her. You knew Romanoff was married? Are we the only ones who didn’t know?” Tony muttered, displeased.
“She choose not to tell you. That was her decision.” Clint interjected.
The beeping of machines caused you to turn around. You rushed over to her bedside, glad to see that she was waking up. Her eyes flickered open, and she smiled. Before anything was said, you grabbed her face and kissed her. Displaying everything in that one kiss, your heart felt a little lighter as you felt her response. Your tears had begun to fall again, and she pulled back holding your face in her hands. “Why are you crying, detka?” (Baby)
“You almost died, y-you almost died.”
“Is nobody else concerned with the fact that Romanoff married a Hydra agent?” Tony cut in. You froze, your eyes cutting to his with a dark look in your eyes.
“How-”
“Facial recognition had F.R.I.D.A.Y. run a scan. So am I the only one concerned?” He asked again.
“That was my past.”
“Can you clear a ledger that thick?”
“Stark!” Nat snapped. You swallowed, taking a deep breath.
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