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Dark!Eddie Munson seems like the type to have a crush on the popular girl and get her pregnant when he has the chance

Secret Admirer

Summary: How were you supposed to know the note left in your locker was a nefarious trap?

Pairing: Dark!Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Non-con, breeding kink, drug mention, reader is in high school but is 18

Note: yay my eddie debut! not exactly how i wanted to start pride month, but what can i say? the pussy wants what she wants. i took a break from my dark!wanda fic to write this and also as an excuse to start my st masterlist. i have a lot more planned for dark!eddie, so get ready, cuz this is just the beginning >:)

You waited for him under the bleachers after the Friday night football game just like he told you to.

You had the note he left in your locker tucked into the waistband of your cheerleading skirt like a good luck charm. You couldn’t stand still, your foot tapping against the ground. Your heart thudded against your ribcage, adrenaline coursing through your veins from all the excitement and anticipation and nervousness.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

You perked up and spun to face the voice, but it wasn’t who you thought it’d be.

You deflated at the sight of Eddie Munson, resident burnout and commander-in-geek. He was leering at you, the burnt end of his joint glowing in the blue dusk. You wrinkled your nose at the smell and shuffled away from him.

“What are you doing out here, all alone in the dark?” He leaned against one of the metal support beams. “Game’s over. Shouldn’t you be getting drunk with your friends somewhere?”

You crossed your arms over your chest, biting back the bitter remark on the tip of your tongue. “I’m waiting for someone.”

“Patrick McKinney?” he asked.

You went rigid, your brow furrowing. “How did you–“

“He’s not coming,” he cut you off.

The hairs on your arms stood on end, and not because of the slight fall chill in the air. “What are you talking about?”

He took a long puff from his joint, keeping you in suspense. When he spoke, tendrils of gray smoke curled from his lips and floated through the air. “I’m the one who wrote the note."

You blinked at him, your mouth agape. A million questions raced through your head, the gears in your mind churning on overdrive, but you couldn’t voice any of them out loud.

“Who knew it’d be so easy to get you alone?” He chuckled, brown curls flying as he shook his head. “I saw the way you practically drooled over Patrick in class, how you doodled hearts around his name in your notebook like a lovesick puppy,” he sneered. “All I had to do was slip a note in your locker, and boom!” He clapped, and the sudden noise made you jolt. He gestured to you. “Here you are."

The note tucked into your skirt felt like it was searing your skin. “But why?”

“Well, if I’d put my name on that note, you wouldn’t exactly have shown up, would you?” He tilted his head, his round, brown eyes glued to you. “But don’t worry, everything else I wrote was very much true.”

You thought back to all the doting words in the note, the way he’d spilled his guts and confessed his undying love for you from afar. They’d made you giddy and lightheaded just mere hours ago, but now your stomach was rolling for a whole other reason entirely.

You scanned the area, searching for potential escape routes. “Well, my friends are probably wondering where I am, so…” you trailed off.

Just as you were about to sidestep him, a man appeared out of the shadows blocking your path. He towered over you, wearing a Hellfire Club t-shirt with his features set into a grim expression. You turned in the other direction, but one of Eddie’s lackeys was there too. It was like they were multiplying out of thin air.

“Now, now,” Eddie tutted, stalking towards you, “I told you the truth. It’s only right that you do the same thing for me in return.”

The trio started to close in on you, backing you up into the bleachers. You shrunk in on yourself. The field was long empty. Everyone had either gone home or migrated to one of the post-game house parties to celebrate another triumphant win.

If you screamed, nobody would hear you, and Eddie knew that.

“What do you want from me?” you murmured, though you were terrified of the answer.

“Nothing you don’t want.” His grin was taunting. "That is why you came here after all, right? For Patrick to give it to you good?”

You shook your head. “No,” you stuttered, unsure of yourself, “it’s not–“

“Why should it make any difference if it’s me then?” He steamrolled right over you. “You hardly know the guy. I mean, I didn’t even have to fake his handwriting to convince you I was him.”

Your bottom lip was trembling. You could hardly get a word out. “Stop–“

“Is it ‘cause I’m not a meathead athlete like him?” he seethed. “‘Cause trust me, baby, I’ll make you feel better than he ever could.”

Hot tears leaked out of the corners of your eyes and dripped down your cheeks. You were sniffling now, trying not to crumble into a sobbing mess in the face of clear and present danger.

“He may not notice you, baby, but I do.” His eyes darkened until they were impossibly black, absorbing all light that hit them. “And I’m going to make it so you’ll have to notice me from now on.”

Your muscles locked into place like a deer in headlights, waiting for what came next with bated breath. He let the joint slip from between his index finger and his thumb, dropping it to the ground. He crushed it beneath the heel of his boot, dashing its insides against the concrete. “Hold her.”

At his command, his lackeys leapt into action, grabbing each of your arms and pinning you back against the bleachers. You cried out, writhing in their grip, but they remained strong like they were made of stone. You heard the jingle of Eddie’s belt and turned your head, averting your gaze.

“The jock and the cheerleader. A little cliche, don’t you think?” He snickered. “You’re better than that, baby."

He flipped up your skirt, and you felt him pull your panties to the side. You gasped as the blunt head of his cock prodded at your entrance. You squeezed your eyes shut, readying yourself, but nothing could’ve prepared you for the pain you felt when he pushed into you.

You let out an earsplitting shriek that rang out in the open air. Your body tensed like a string pulled taut, poised to snap at any moment. The world spun around you as you hyperventilated, fuzzy dots appearing over your vision. You felt like you were close to passing out, but that would’ve been too merciful.

“Stop struggling,” Eddie hissed between pants. “You’re only making it harder on yourself. Just relax.”

It was all a blur after that. The metal of the bleachers dug into your back with every thrust. Hands gripped your arms so tight, they left finger-shaped bruises on your skin for days. Deep grunts and low groans filled your ears, and menacing faces loomed over you, all dark eyes and sharp teeth.

After what felt like a millennia later, it was finally over, and they let go of you. Your knees buckled, your legs turned to jelly, and you collapsed in a heap on the dirty ground. You curled into a ball, hugging your knees to your chest as you quivered. Your body ached all over, your throat was hoarse from screaming, and there was a sharp, jabbing sting in your core.

Eddie stooped down at your side, his face filling your vision. “It’s not over yet.” He scooped his release dribbling down the inside of your thigh and pushed it back inside you. He rested his hand over your lower abdomen. “It’s only just begun."

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wheredafandomat · 1 year

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Joy Division 🖤

Guitarist Loki x groupie reader

18+ | contains angst, jealousy and smut

Quick little drabble based on some posts exchanged between @lokisprettygirl @littledark11 @anukulee @mcufan72 🖤

For a while now, Wanda had been begging you to go and watch her band perform. Usually busy with either working or revising, you never had the time until one night you relented and went with her. You stood in the crowd, swaying a little whilst the opening act performed before Wanda and the rest of her crue came on. You grabbed a drink whilst they began, only turning once you heard the guitar riff the guitarist played to warm up. You felt chills, your eyes meeting as he continued to play. You were enthralled, the rest of the crowd disappearing as you eyed one another. It felt like time around you slowed as you gazed up at the sexy raven haired stranger. The moment felt electrical, almost magical and you wondered if it felt the same for him.

It didn’t take long for him to tell you it had. By the end of the week, he was confessing his feelings for you as he thrusted into you, hard, fast and demanding. Since then, the two of you have been inseparable.

If Loki, who’s name you learned after you had kissed him backstage that first night, was performing, you were backstage counting the minutes until you could run your fingers through his hair and kiss him again. If he was practicing, you were sitting on the sidelines, rolling a joint or biting your lip suggestively as you stared at one another. Whenever he needed you, you were there. His number one cheerleader until things changed.

When Bucky joined the band, it was no longer just Loki you were cheering on. Suddenly there were two guitarists, two singers, two people competing for your affection and Loki despised it.

Things took a turn when he saw you backstage, cheering Bucky on. He was nervous to perform for such a big crowd for the first time. Angry, Loki dropped his guitar before storming off of the stage and past you. Chasing after him, you called his name to no avail as he rushed to his dressing room, slamming the door behind him.

You walked in after him, standing next to the door as you spoke to him.

“What the fuck was that?” You demanded.

“You think I don’t know what’s going on?” He answered accusingly.

“What do you mean?” You implored.

“You think I don’t see the way you look at him, how you cheer him on?” He continued, growing angrier.

“Loki?”

“I’m not a fucking idiot!” He exclaimed, causing you to flinch, not expecting the outburst. You weren’t scared of him, he’d never hurt you. There were a few moments of silence before he stepped towards you.

“Y/n, baby, do you love me?” He asked, approaching you before gently caressing your cheek with his hand.

“Yes Loki.” You answered.

“Mhmm?” He nodded, hand moving down to grip your chin as he looked into your eyes.

“I love you.” You spoke again before Loki’s grip on your chin loosened, his thumb moving over your lips before he pushed it inside your mouth, a wide grin painting his face as you sucked it before releasing it with a pop.

“Of course you do.” He murmured before pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss, pinning you against the wall behind you. His lips traveled to your neck, no doubt marking you as you moved your head to the side granting him further access. His hands traveled down your body, venturing underneath your skirt as he tugged your panties down with his thumbs. You stepped out of them as they fell before Loki cupped your pussy leaving you gasping wantonly.

“Fuckk Loki.” You mewled as he pressed two of his fingers to your clit before moving them through your folds. You raised one of your legs, wrapping it around his as you aided in his exploration of your sacred garden as he’d write in lyrics. He swallowed your moans as he entered you with two of his fingers, coating them in your slick before spreading them around your pussy. You were quick to unbutton his jeans before running your hand up and down his hard length. “Pleasee, I need to feel you baby, I love you.” You coed. You needed him. Pulling his fingers out of you, he freed his cock before guiding it towards your entrance. Kissing you deeply, he thrusted into you, barely giving you time to adjust to his size before he was pulling out and thrusting into you again.

You moaned his name loudly as he fucked you against the wall. You heard the door next to you opening before Loki slammed it closed with one of his hands, not even pulling out of you. This was all he needed, this was him at his best. Buried inside of you.

🖤🖤🖤

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wandamyconfort · 10 months

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if I were you.. | CH.4

wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: y/n is best friends with vision, who ironically, is the boyfriend of his worst enemy, wanda maximoff. until one night, when the clock struck midnight, they are both struck by something mysterious that completely changes the fate of their best friends, including a certain redhead… be careful what you wish for.

sorry for any translation errors, english is not my first language

- I think I got the wrong place, I thought it came to the locker room but apparently it is a sewer manhole. Y/N looked at the team's locker room with a distorted face covering his nose.

- It stinks of feet in here. - grunted to his teammates, who were putting on their uniforms, still holding his hand to his nose.

- And what did you want it to smell like? Roses? Little flower... - Sam laughed sarcastically.

- It wouldn't be bad at all. - replied innocently as he looked at his closet not wanting to see those boys changing.

- Vision, what are you still doing out of uniform? - Coach Olivia asked with her hands on her waist, scolding the boy because he was the only one still sitting on a bench among the lockers still wearing normal clothes. - We don't have all the time in the world, the game starts in ten minutes. The court is already packed, guys, do your best. - she addressed everyone and then left.

Y/N was mentally killing Vision, in a thousand different ways in just five seconds repeatedly for making her go to school. She would have to participate in one of the most important games against a competing high school team and what was even worse: being Quarterback without having a clue what to do. That's great.

- Come on, guys! - Olivia shouted back, pointing at the players. - vision, don't be late, five minutes! - She warned the boy, who had already finished putting on his protective gear.

Y/N was immersed in her thoughts and did not notice the presence of someone behind her. The same person touched her shoulder and she turned around startled but relaxed when she saw that it was wanda.

Wanda was already in her uniform and that skirt seemed shorter than usual.

- Good luck in the cheerleading squad. - smiled without showing his teeth and Wanda approached him looking into his eyes as if she expected something more.

Y/N pressed her lips together already knowing what she wanted, he slowly approached and wanda closed her eyes by instinct waiting for the kiss. The kiss that never came. At least not where she wanted. Y/N had kissed her forehead. wanda huffed.

- That's not a good luck kiss... - she complained in displeasure.

- Isn't it?

- I want it here... - She pointed to her own lips, running her index finger over them sensually, they were painted with a skin-colored lipstick, thin lips.

Y/N bit his in nervousness. What am I going to do? Sir, help me

- Vision, are you coming today or tomorrow? - They were startled by the trainer who suddenly appeared shouting and soon after disappeared. Thanks teacher. Y/N smiled and kissed the girl in front of her again on the forehead.

- You heard her... the kissing is for later. - She ran away, leaving Wanda with a pout forming on her lips.

The field was really crowded, noisy. Everyone was looking forward to the match, the cheerleaders opened the match with a sensational number, and the instant they finished, Y/N immediately thought she was fucked.

She was terrified. Vision told her it was easy, that she had nothing to worry about. A few hours earlier he had shown her some passes: "Catch the ball, keep hold of it, then just run across the white line, and that's it, Touchdown!".

What if prayers made to a wishing fountain could come true, and by an error of fate you came back to me? She repeated the words he had spoken to her a few hours ago in order to build up courage. Vision was visibly in the first row of the bleachers, he also seemed nervous. The match started and Y/N ran to all sides just watching and mentally hoping that no one would pass the ball to her.

- Drew, pass the ball to Sam! - The coach yelled for the boy, who was surrounded, to throw the ball to the Quarterback.

And that was her indication: When you know you won't make it, pass the ball to Vision.

The black-haired boy obeyed, but one of the rival team's players stepped forward with a leap and managed to get possession of the ball. Coach Olivia had surely forgotten that shouting the passes was not a very smart idea. Y/N was relieved that the ball had not reached her. Unlike the school's fans, who shouted curses at the players and muttered something disconnected. A few more minutes of play went by and Wanda watched worriedly as Vision ran without paying attention to the field. It didn't even look like he was playing. Because of his inattention, a player threw the ball at her and she herself fell to her knees. Wanda covered her mouth in shock and wanted to go over to help him but a hand grabbed hers to keep her in place. It was Valkyrie.

- Oh... Oh my God... - she closed his eyes tightly. - Shit, that really hurts. - mumbled almost speechless with his hands between his legs.

She had just been hit hard and it hurt like hell. He had forgotten to put protection there. All the boys stopped to watch him and they frowned, contorting their faces in pain as if they had also been hit. Y/N felt two tears fall and Vision mentally thanked him for not being in his body at that moment. Could this get any worse?

Y/N tried to pull himself together as best he could. The game had to go on.

- Vision, it's yours! - Bucky shouted the instant he threw the ball to his friend. This time no one got in the way and the ball arrived at the right destination.

Damn it. What do I do now? Okay, stay calm, what did Vision actually say...? Oh, I know: Get the ball. Okay, that part I've already done. Now I have to cross the white line... But what white line? What line? There are so many... Or did I have to run first?

- DAMN IT, Y/N, RUN! - The answer came as a shout from his friend who was in the stands. He soon realized his mistake. - I mean... Go, Vision! Go for it... - He smiled faintly seeing that some students looked at him confused and he soon tried to keep a closed face watching the game.

As Y/N was about to start running, she was brutally hit by a big guy from the rival team, at which point she could tell she almost saw the light. That little kiss of good luck is being missed. Y/N grunted in agony through her aching body.

- Damn... I think I hurt my leg. - The girl spoke with the thread of her voice feeling the sharp pain in her leg unable to stand up.

- Congratulations, you idiot! - one of the players shouted without stopping his route to observe him and headed for the locker room.

- I think I'll get my Quarterback job back. - Sam, who was following him, smiled mockingly and headed for the locker room.

- Man, what is your problem? Have you forgotten how to run? - Steve pinned him without waiting for an answer or helping him up. It seemed that everyone made an Indian row of people waiting their turn to recriminate him.

- What's the matter with you guys? I'm fine, thanks for asking.

she managed to get up at great cost and stood feeling the pain in her leg.

- Are you ok? - Wanda asked and Y/N screamed almost off balance. She quickly put her hand on his waist and put his arm around her neck to help him walk.

- Have you come to reproach me too? - muttered with a twisted face.

- Of course not... Come here. - put his arm around her shoulder. - You have to go to the hospital. Can you take a few steps to the car? - She spoke worriedly, and the boy nodded.

(...)

- It was nothing too serious. It's not broken. he'll live. - The Doctor examined the leg over the redhead's expectant gaze.

- You say that because it wasn't with you. - she thought.

Y/N rolled his eyes.

- We'll just put a cast on it and you can go home now, young man.

- Put a cast? - The little girl lying on the stretcher asked in fright.

- Don't be scared, it's only for a few days. This way you'll get better faster. And so that you don't miss school you can use crutches. But... no more effort, that is, no more games for at least a month, okay? - This is the best news I have received so far.

she nodded and Wanda helped her up. She kissed his nose and wrinkled it in a funny way while smiling. Y/N laughed through the pain, finding it amusing.

(...)

- How are you? - the boy asked on the line. After they left the hospital the redhead dropped her off at home, who was now resting in bed.

- I had to put a cast on my leg. - She answered and sighed, looking at her leg.

- I'm sorry I got you into this. You wouldn't know how to play with just a hint, if you hadn't trained before. - he said, feeling guilty. - But on the bright side... At least you won't have to play anymore, right?

- Fuck you, Vision!

- Hey, but listen... - He spoke in the face of the other's muteness. - What do your parents mean, "Don't forget your dance class?"

- Shit... - She squeezed her eyes shut, bringing her hand to her forehead. - I had forgotten. It's my classical ballet class. Don't you remember when I told you that I joined a month ago?

- Yes… Now that you said it, I remembered.

- Well then… It's today at six. You can't be late.

- What? No, no… I can't dance ballet. No way. I'm not going!

- Oh, but you will! - ordered. - I didn't know how to play football either, and I did. Now I have a fucking leg in a cast! - she said angrily. - This is the least you can do.

- Am I supposed to thank you for breaking my leg? - he teased, knowing it would irritate her.

- It's your leg, but I'm the one feeling the pain here! - She fell for the provocation and became more irritated.

- Okay... I'm going to your class. - Having said that he disconnected the call and Y/N grunted, putting the cell phone aside.

- Honey... - Pepper entered the room. - Today unfortunately I'll have to stay on call. I tried to cancel. I tried to find someone to take my place today, but no one could. I didn't want to leave you alone, even more so, so I called your girlfriend so she could stay here tonight with you.

- No, mama! Why did you do that? You didn't have to bother Wanda. I'll be fine here. - Spending an entire night with the girl was not in her plans. What if she tried to kiss you? How could you escape with only one good leg?

- She didn't seem to mind. On the contrary, she liked it and was also worried about you. She also said that your parents had a conference tonight and might not be back until tomorrow afternoon.

- I still don't think I should have called. - She muttered in annoyance, but Pepper hadn't heard.

(...)

- Y/N? - Greeted a smiling girl. Hi, total stranger.

- Hello...- How have you been? Aside from dance classes, we hardly see each other. - The girl was nice and Vision scratched the back of his neck.

- Well, thank you. - He replied without amusement.

- Have you been talking to Virginia? - Who the hell is Virginia?

- No.

- Neither do I... - He smiled without showing his teeth.

- It's been a while since we've spoken. In such a short time you must know when she comes here to Miami, right?

- Um... I don't know when she's coming. - He answered, floating.

- What's up, Y/N? You look at me like you don't know me. - she laughs.

It's because I really don't know you, creature.

- Are you okay? - Yes, I'm fine. - he answered quickly.

- It's really good to be... You already know how kind America is. - She was ironic and Vision frowned.

- america?

- Yes... - She tilted her head to the side in confusion. - Our teacher. Have you forgotten?

(...)

- That must be Wanda. I'll send her up. I'm coming, okay? Take care. Mom loves you. - She kissed the boy's forehead, who was lying on the bed, flipping through some channels on the TV with the remote control.

Y/N nodded.

- I love you too, Mom. - She murmured softly, her eyes still on the television.

Pepper stopped her journey and looked at him with moved eyes. The last time her son had said this her husband was still alive, Vision was twelve years old. They were having a picnic in the park, her husband was teaching him to play baseball as he always did every day after work. Y/N knew that Vision had trouble showing his feelings, he loved his mother but found it hard to tell her. So he decided to give her a little help.

The woman couldn't help but come back and give him another kiss on the forehead, this time longer. Soon after she left the room smiling. y/n smiled sideways and continued to flip through some channels.

- My God, what happened here? - The girl who had just entered the room spoke up, looking at every corner of the place with a surprised look.

- What do you mean?

- Your room. It's organized...

- Oh, yes... - I knew what she was talking about.

- Yeah, it needed some cleaning up, so I finally decided to do it. - She smiled at the other's expression.

- You did well. - She smiled, stepping closer. - Does your leg still hurt?

- Not much. It's much better than before. I can't wait to get it off, it itches so much. - She began to poke and prod at the plaster, annoyed.

- Don't touch it, stubborn... - she sat up in bed. - It could get worse if you keep poking at it. You heard the doctor, it will only be a few days. If you keep poking it, it will take longer to get it out, do you want that?

Y/N shook her head sighing and Wanda held her hand to stop her leg from moving.

- Thank you! - she answered sincerely. knew she was just being nice, worrying, because she thought he was Vision. Even so, she felt obliged to thank her and no longer felt like recriminating or offending her. wanda just smiled.

- Well... I'll stay in the guest room. If you need anything, just call me, ok?

- That's fine. - She answered, relieved that they didn't sleep in the same bed.

The night was cold and gave way to dark, heavy clouds. The dark, calm sky had been changed by lightning. And their light reflected off the bedroom window. The wind whipped against the curtains of the half-open window.

- Oh no… - she mumbled in a terrified voice. - Dad…

Scott and Hope had already left the space for their daughter on the bed. They knew how much Y/N hated that time. scott was waiting for her with a warm smile but the girl gave no sign. The two then became confused and got up and marched to the girl's room finding her sprawled on the bed not at all bothered by the loud thunder.

- I guess our little girl is not a little girl anymore... - whispered Scott to his wife with a thread of sadness, watching the little girl sleep peacefully in bed.

I was happy that she was losing her fears but realized that she was growing up and was no longer a child.

- She will always be our little girl. - Hope whispered with a half smile at the man, she knew what he was thinking. - Let's go back to the room...

- Daddy... - She called him again, but only then realized he wasn't home and began to tremble. y/n began to cry amidst the thunder and lightning that was falling.

- Wanda! - she shouted, and another thunderclap came, making her scream louder. - Wanda, where are you?!

curled up in bed and soon saw a silhouette rush into the room

- What was it? - she asked, visibly startled by the screams.

- Stay with me. - pulled her arm. - Please, Wanda, don't leave me alone. - She asked between sobs and squeezed the other so she wouldn't pull away.

- All right... Stay calm. I'm here now. - lay down next to you. - Tell me what happened... Why are you crying? - she spoke sweetly, wiping his tears.

- I am afraid. - she whispered. - Thunder... I'm scared to death. - said, still whispering like a frightened child.

wanda frowned.

- Since when are you afraid? - she asked confused while caressing his face with the back of her hands.

y/n opened her mouth and couldn't make any sound without knowing how to explain. She couldn't think.

- Calm down, it's okay. It doesn't really matter. I'm not leaving your side. - the redhead spoke in a sweet way, she thought this scene was the most tender thing in the world. Vision afraid of thunder? could never imagine one day seeing that and him admitting it. He was looking like a little boy, which made her feel a desire to take care of him like never before...

- I'm glad you're here. - She had to say, her heart was screaming for it. Just the thought of being alone in that house as she had preferred hours ago made her petrified, she couldn't sleep if she were alone. y/n gripped the bottom of her shirt tightly looking into the girl's green eyes.

- I'm happy to be here. - pulled her into an embrace and nuzzled her head into the curve of his neck. y/n didn't know if it was because of fear or the circumstances she found herself in, but that hug was one of the best she had ever received, and she reciprocated on the same level. With the right to smell the sweet scent that exhaled from the redhead's skin, which made her calmer, more serene. When a thunderstorm was present she squeezed her tighter and that made wanda smile.

Five, ten, twenty minutes... couldn't tell how long she had been hugging her. could hear her heart beating at the same rhythm as hers, and she had to admit. I was enjoying it. The warmth of her body next to his, the quiet breathing, the caress she was making in his hair.

The thunder seemed to give way and only rain was present outside. The hug had also ceased and now they were just staring at each other. The girl's slightly flushed face was so close to his, her lips so inviting just inches away. So close to each other that y/n for a second was afraid she would hear his thoughts. Thank goodness that wasn't possible. For at that moment what she was thinking was that she would not run away should wanda try to kiss her. It was just a kiss, right? A meaningless little kiss, that would be fine. Or would it be wrong? How would vision feel about that? I knew I didn't want to do any more harm or avoid her now, because it would make her sad. She was being nice. It wasn't for her but for Vision.... It didn't matter. Now I didn't want to hurt her or see her suffer. Damn it. Why were you thinking about this? Now he cared about her. Why? Y/n stopped thinking.

- The thunder stopped. - she murmured, looking into the boy's eyes.

- yes... - blushed slightly as if the other had heard her thoughts.

- Let's go to sleep. You need to rest… - She touched his nose with her forefinger in a tender way, she was sleepy. wanda approached him and gave him a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. The intention was on the lips, but it was dark and what was supposed to be a goal was just a crossbar. There was no second attempt.

Y/N let out the air she had been holding in. She could swear her heart had stopped beating for a few seconds, or it was beating too fast that she couldn't even feel it. She hoped wanda hadn't sensed her nervousness. She felt cold, ecstatic. And it wasn't even in her mouth.

- Good night, Wands.

(...)

- Good morning, angel. - Pepper murmured, watching Vision wake up. she had just returned from his shift, exhausted but with a broad smile.

- Mom… where is she? - She looked all around the room, not seeing any trace of the redhead who had slept with her. - Where is wanda?

Y/N wanted to make sure that everything that happened last night was not just a dream.

- Oh, she is gone. I didn't want to wake you up

- And what time is it?

- Seven thirty-four.

- Seven thirty-four? I don't believe it! - tried to get out of bed. - How could I have slept so long? Damn, I'm going to be late!

- Are you sure you want to go? If you want to, I don't see a problem in missing the three remaining days before the cast is removed.

- No. I want to go. That's why they gave me the crutches, right?

quickly straightened up, grabbed the crutches that were near the desk, and stood up, not very dexterously. It was as if he was relearning how to walk, on one leg.

(...)

- Good morning, Y/N. And my leg, how is it? - He smiled at her as he leaned on his locker.

- She is already better.

- I'm glad.

- And how was my class yesterday? - she asked, picking up some books she would need.

- It was great... For me to find out that I hate ballet! - Her smile is gone. - I'm all broken up here, that teacher is crazy, you know? And next time you tell me to do those things, at least indignify yourself to tell me the names of your friends! I'm no psychic to guess. There was a colleague of yours there who asked me about a certain virginia and I was floored, lucky for me she didn't ask me anything complex...

- It must be Vick. - deduced. - But what about Virginia? Don't you know her?

- Of course not!

- How do you not know her? She is a friend of Wanda's. Granddaughter of that neighbor of hers, Mrs. Clarice... - I was trying to make him remember.

- I never saw her there. - She spoke disinterestedly.

- It's because she doesn't live here in Miami anymore, she's from New York. It's been a while since I've seen her here, the last time she came was two years ago...

- How could I meet her when two years ago I didn't even live here in Miami yet?

- That's true. - said contrarily. - Vision... I need to tell you something. - She paused and Vision shook her head silently telling her to continue.

- Last night, Wanda slept with me, Pepper asked her not to leave me alone. I needed to tell you that. - I couldn't stop thinking for a moment about that night, about their closeness and the almost kiss.

- And you didn't kill each other? - He laughed and y/n sighed, looking at him a little guilty.

- She almost kissed me.

- On the mouth? - She widened her eyes

- No, no. On the foot. - she scoffed. - Of course it was in the mouth!

- Y/N, don't kill me for it... But she is my girlfriend. You weren't rude to her, were you? - Spoken as if you were guilty.

Is that really what I heard? And here I am, dying of guilt. If it weren't for my phobia of thunder, Wanda wouldn't have gone to bed with me and wouldn't have almost kissed me. And to make matters worse, I think I would have wanted that kiss to happen. I am to blame here, right? Vision acts like he's to blame, thinks I'm mad... But a few days ago I was angry, yes, at this possibility. So why am I not angry now? I should be hysterical, foaming fire at Vision. But why am I not? Y/N thought.

- No... I wasn't rude... - she whispered, balancing on crutches. - Vision... what do I do if she tries to kiss me again? - Verbalized blushing a little at the possibility. - I mean... should I avoid her?

- Obviously she will want to kiss you. That's what boyfriends do. But please, don't avoid her. It's good so that she doesn't suspect that you are running away. - He said thoughtfully, thinking some more just to then tell her what was going through his mind. - I wonder if... Can't you break this one for me? Give her a few kisses and she will be satisfied.

- You want me to. - She pointed to herself. - Kiss your girlfriend?

y/n was inexpressive.

- I know it's crazy but it doesn't always have to be. Like I said, give her some kisses and roll her over as much as you can. Until everything goes back to normal. Please... - Y/N swallowed hard listening to his friend's pleas.

- I'll see what I can do...

She didn't know what to say, she just said what came into her head, trying not to give it too much importance. Trying to be as formal as possible so that her friend wouldn't suspect her, in the face of that whirlwind of strange sensations she had felt the night before.

- Really? - smiled with relief because he thought she would freak out. - You are the best friend in the world, you know that?

y/n tried to smile but could not. Guilt hammered inside her and she could no longer look him in the eye.

- Just don't fall in love with my girlfriend. - He joked, punching her weakly in the arm, still smiling frankly that she had accepted.

- Don't talk nonsense...

Three days flew by before she finally had that annoying cast removed. Thus closing a week and a half that the two exchanged bodies.

- Mom, you should go... - Y/N insisted.

- But today is Sunday The only day we have to spend together.

- There will be other Sundays. But today, I want you to accept my invitation to go out with him. You need to have some fun and I bet Robert will make the most of it. - she sat down on the sofa next to woman.

Robert worked at the same hospital. A doctor, divorced, he was close to 38 years old and a good friend of his wife. But he had a romantic interest in her. He had invited her once before, but she refused with the excuse that she was spending Sunday with her son. And so she was doing it again.

- I'm not old enough for these things anymore. - She whined and y/n reached for her hand, making her look at her.

- And who told you that love has an age? are not old enough to have fun, to enjoy life... I don't want any more excuses. If you want to go, then call him now and tell him you changed your mind. - handed him the phone.

- Are you sure? - She gave an embarrassed smile, she really wanted to go.

- Totally!

Pepper smiled and went to the kitchen to dial the number. y/n reached for the TV remote and turned it on when she found it. Minutes went by before Pepper returned to the living room.

- He said he'll be by at eight o'clock. - Great. Then we still have two hours. - He turned off the TV and stood up.

- Two hours for what? - She questioned, confused.

- Well... to get ready! I want you to look beautiful and I'm going to help you. - She smiled and pushed Pepper into the room.

(...)

- I am shocked... Who taught you how to paint your nails? - The woman looked fascinated at her freshly painted nails by y/n who was putting the finishing touches.

- É-e-er.. Y/N. But that doesn't matter now... - She tried to change the subject. - Now we just need to choose the clothes and you will look beautiful.

The woman looked really stunning. Y/N chose a sophisticated dress for the occasion. Since they were going to a dinner party. She did a babyliss on her hair, letting the curls fall down her back. She wore basic make-up, because she said that natural beauty was better and that she didn't need to be full of make-up to be beautiful.

For Pepper it was like a "mother-daughter" moment, she was overwhelmed by everything Vision did. She was surprised at the end result. She didn't know he had feminine skills. Robert wasn't short on elegance either, he practically devoured the woman in front of him who felt embarrassed and Y/N raised her eyebrows feeling uncomfortable there.

- Have fun.

- Are you going to be okay? - The woman asked, facing him.

- Of course. I'll be fine, don't worry. Go, Mom... Don't keep that nice guy waiting any longer. - She smiled at the man waiting at the door, who smiled back.

- Okay, then I'll be right there. - You got infected. - Mom loves you.

- Me too, Very much. - It sounded sweet and the woman gave one last smile, leaving with the man for their date, beaming.

Y/N went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed. His eyes fixed on the ceiling, he bit his lip thinking about Wanda. He closed them, mentally beating himself up for thinking about her, letting out a breath. It was so wrong...

she heard his cell phone vibrate on the table, indicating a new message. picked it up and a smile opened on his face when he saw the name "wands" appear on the screen.

"What are you doing?"

decided to answer, biting his lips to see if he could stop smiling.

"Nothing, and you?"

"I'm dying of boredom. Why don't you come over here to take me out of this boredom? =)"

"No."

"You don't want to see me?"

Y/N was a little hesitant as the memories and sensations of that night invaded her mind again. But it turned out that she saw no problem in accepting.

"Okay... I'll be right there."

"Just like that, teddybear"

Y/N laughed.

(...)

- Where are your parents? - asked as she followed Wanda down the hall.

- They are in the office… - Y/N noticed a mixture of sadness in her voice.

- Is everything ok?

- Yes… - she answered and soon tried to change the subject. - Remember when you asked me about that movie at the amusement park?

- Titanic?

- Yes… Since you and I haven't seen it, so I rented it for us to watch together… What do you think? - Y/N moved his hand squeezing his nose affectionately, wanda made a face and laughed.

- Come on, wands. - she smiled.

- Are you crying? - She turned her gaze to her boyfriend, perplexed.

- Well... Aren't you? - sniffled.

- Yes, but... I've never seen you cry before. - she spoke with an amused smile watching Vision wipe her tears.

- Hm... - She mumbled, blushing, and Wanda threw herself on top of him.

- How beautiful my boyfriend is. - She hugged him like a bear hugs another bear. She broke away from the hug, looking for her boyfriend's lips, who shied away, preventing her from approaching him.

Y/N had been startled.

- Now what?

- Nothing. - she answered quickly and Wanda got off his back.

- Doesn't sound like a nothing to me.... - Y/N noticed her nervousness and became quiet.

- Why don't you kiss me anymore? What is going on? You don't love me anymore, is that it? Is it something I did? Something I said? Please answer me!

Y/N's face paled at the sight of Wanda's completely deranged questioning. Her eyes widened and she began to pray wondering what she would do.

wanda seeing her frightened face let out a laugh and couldn't bear to continue with the joke. Y/N snorted.

- Were you making fun of me? - said indignantly.

- You needed to see your face. You were like, "Help me, what am I going to do now?" - she said amid laughter.

- You pay me, Maximoff!

Y/N threw himself on top of her and started a tickling series on her, who laughed louder now, her eyes already watering and her face turning red trying to find air.

- Stop!

- Not until you apologize to me... Come on, maximoff, apologize! - she said smugly, still tickling the other who was trying to breathe.

- N-no...

- Ask!

- Stop! I'M GOING TO DIE! - she screamed tiredly, trying to find air but laughing uncontrollably.

- Do you give up? - She tried to hold the redhead's hands, who in turn tried to push him to stop the tickling.

- N-no... - tried to say.

- What now? - He held his wrists pinning them to the bed.

The laughter slowly died down, but Wanda still continued to breathe as much air as she could. Her chest was rising and falling with stupendous speed, and it sometimes brushed against the chest of Vision's body on top of her. Y/N shivered from head to toe as he felt the girl's breasts dragging on his chest.

Wanda, already breathing normally, stared at the intense gaze she was receiving and shuddered. Their faces were close to each other. Wanda smiled and kissed the tip of his nose.

- Your eyes... - Y/N whispered wanting to tell her something. - It has little dots around it, and in the middle is a mixture of light green and dark green. - She said fascinated observing in detail the other's eyes. - They are beautiful...

- They are normal greens.

- No... Not just any green. - she whispered, and Wanda was fascinated. - They are not like those dull green ones, their eyes have something more. And they are the most beautiful I have ever seen...

Wanda blushed. She couldn't smile, she was too astute for the new compliment. Praise she had never received before...

- That's the most beautiful thing you've ever said to me. - she whispered.

Y/N threw his body completely on top of her feeling her nipples hardening. Wanda had her two hands on his waist passing from time to time slowly down his back and ribs feeling comfortable in that position. She was already crazy. She wanted to kiss him, but she couldn't deny that she was loving this little game. It was like something new... more exciting. Y/N who was still staring at the green shifted his gaze to her mouth and immediately ran his tongue lightly over hers. Wanda let out a low moan watching this and Y/N soon came closer decisively, brushing his lips lightly against hers. She was longing for this. And she knew it. She needed to know, needed to feel what it would be like to kiss her, and this would be the answer to everything she was feeling. For all the confusing feelings that tormented her so much.

- Daughter, me and your da...

Y/N jumped to the side falling to the floor amazed at the woman's entry into the room.

- Ouch!

- Mom. - Natalya frowned.

- Hello, Vision. I didn't know you were here. - She smiled sympathetically at the boy who had just stood up totally embarrassed.

- Hello, Mrs. Maximoff. Um... this afternoon, I think I'd better go. It was good to see you. - He picked up his cell phone on the bed.

- Wanda, I'll see you tomorrow, ok?

Wanda nodded, blushing.

- Are you using condoms? - she asked when she saw that the boy was already gone.

- How's that? - Wanda's eyes widened.- Yes, daughter. If you're taking care of yourselves. - She said naturally.

- Mama, I'm a virgin!

Her insides crumbled when she heard this. She had already told him this and even asked about it a few days ago, but it seems that the woman hadn't heard anything she said because she was too busy with that damn phone.

- Oh... - She was surprised. - I'm liking this guy more now...

- He's quite different now... - Wanda whispered without knowing why.

- Natalya, dear. We're going to be late. - Erik appeared in the room fixing his tie.

- That's right. Daughter, we're going to a meeting, but we'll be right back.

- But today is Sunday. - she murmured dryly.

- I know, princess, but it was unforeseen. - Erik kissed his daughter on the forehead and then left.

- We'll talk more about this later, okay? She kissed his forehead and then followed in her husband's footsteps.

- Oh, sure ... I'll be waiting for you. But sitting down, so as not to get tired.

(...)

Y/N drove home in a cold sweat. She could not stop running her tongue between her lips. Her thoughts were dominated by only one person: Wanda. The girl who was always tormenting her when she was in her body. The one who bullied her, cursed her, who hurt her... Who now is the same girl she wants to kiss. Everything was so confusing!

She ran her hand over her face nervously and turned on the radio to calm herself down. She wanted to forget Wanda just for a minute, to forget everything that was happening, to forget these insistent feelings...

"This is me praying that this was the very first page. Not where the storyline ends..."

- Damn... this music is not helping. - grumbled when he thought of Wanda again and changed the radio station.

"Your beautiful eyes... Stare right into my eyes. And sometimes i think of you late at night..."

How Damn! she thought angrily.

"My heart has never felt this way before... Just as long as your mine. I'll be you everthing tonight. Let me love you, kiss you. Baby let me miss you. Let me see your... Dream about eyes."

she punched the car window changing the station one more time and almost ran over a dog.

"Cause I see, sparks fly whenever you smile. Get me with those eyes, baby... As the lights go down. I'll run my fingers through hair. And watch the lights go wild, just keep on keeping your eyes onme..."

- No more music! - turned off the radio angrily and hit the steering wheel. - Damn...

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #elizabeth olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda imagine #wanda x y/n #marvel fanfiction #mcu fanfiction

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starker-raving-mads · 1 month

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Vampire Slayer AU

Peter Parker was Queen's resident vampire slayer.

Most of the time, it was pretty okay. He went to his cheerleading practice, he staked a few vamps around the graveyard, and he hung out with his besties in between. Steve and Bucky were inseparable, of course, and Wanda and her boyfriend Vis were doing their whole wican-witch thing which was pretty cool, and Strange - the vampire who was obsessed with him in like a byronic hero kind of way, weirdly - followed him around like a puppy any time he was outside of his apartment or school.

It was, well, an existence he supposed.

But his favorite part of the day was hanging out in the library with Mr. Stark. Stark was his Watcher (which sent a thrill through Peter like nothing else the first time the man had said it, making him think about all the things he could watch him do) and the gang's resident tech-and-occult expert. The man was like sex incarnate and Peter could not resist from flirting with him.

Innuendos made while bending over a library table to read out of an ancient text.

Cheerleading skirt riding a little too high on his thigh, showing off his spanx.

Pulling the older man closer than was necessary when danger turned their way.

Peter was obsessed. The rest of the gang didn't get it, insisted that Mr. Stark saw him as "just some kid" or even "you're like a son to him" but Peter saw the way Stark's eyes followed him. The dark want that shadowed his face whenever Peter did something particularly clever or flexible. How the man hid behind the library counter when Peter came in, dripping from his post-workout shower.

And if the teen was anything, it was ambitious and willing to go after what he wanted. And, oh, how he wanted his Watcher.

#Buffy #but make it Starker #starker #ironspider #peter parker x tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #tony stark #iron man #peter parker #peter x tony #spiderman #starker prompt #possibly dark starker #there's absolutely a daddy kink in here somewhere #and library sex #peter parker as buffy #tony stark as giles

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buckybarnessunflower · 2 years

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His Angel

Summary: Bucky hated having to attend Stark's ridiculous parties. He hated even more that he had to pick a character to dress up as for the Halloween theme of the night. He hated it until he saw you, dressed as an angel, fulfilling every wet dream he's ever had of you. You and your boyfriend just so happens to break up and Bucky takes his chance to show you just how much better he is in bed.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 3594

Warnings: 18+ ONLY

Bucky despised Stark’s parties. They were always over-the-top and only helped fuel Stark’s obsession with himself.

But

Steve told him he had to go.

Everytime.

No matter how pointless that he thought it was.

These parties were about bringing the community together, making the Avengers seem relatable.

It almost made Bucky laugh at the notion of it all.

He was the LAST person that anyone needed to look up to. He doubted that parents wanted their kids to grow up to be brain-washed assassins. That thought did make him chuckle.

This particular party was for Halloween, which Tony had been very adamant about everyone dressing up.

Wanda was going as a witch.

Bruce was going as a mad scientist.

Steve and Natasha were doing a couple’s costumes. Steve as a football player and Natasha as a cheerleader.

Tony almost got away with going as himself until Pepper found out and forced him to match hers. Tony was a cowboy and Pepper was a cowgirl.

Sam was going as frankenstein.

And Bucky didn’t know what the hell to go as. He didn’t see the point in getting dressed up and pretending to be someone else for the night. He didn’t exactly like being himself at times but at least he was himself.

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When Bucky walked in the party wearing his usual all black attire he was on the receiving end of more than a few displeased looks. Bucky gave a toothy grin to Steve, showcasing the set of vampire teeth he had bought from the local party store. Natasha elbowed Steve hard in the ribs at his loud laugh, done with Steve and Bucky’s antics.

Bucky stayed on the outskirts of the party, a drink constantly in his flesh hand that he sipped occasionally, metal hand tucked away in his pants pocket. He was starting to get a headache, the music was blaring from every speaker that surrounded the room and multi-colored lights flashed from up above.

When Bucky was walking back to the bar he stopped, feet frozen in place when his eyes landed on a literal angel in the sea of people.

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You were seething, absolutely outraged at the fact that you had just caught your boyfriend - no make that ex boyfriend - with his tongue crammed down one of Tony Stark’s secretaries throat.

All you could think about was that you needed air, everything felt too cramped and your angel costume you had on wasn’t helping.

The top of the outfit was a beautiful corset, lace detailing wrapped around your figure like you were a present waiting to be opened. Wings extended from your back perfectly highlighting each of your curves. The skirt you had on was a little on the too short side, you spent most of your time trying to keep it from exposing the white laced thong you decided to wear underneath. The most uncomfortable of it all was the white stiletto heels you had on, they were brand new and with each step you took your heel was aching from the blisters they were causing.

You could finally breathe a sigh of relief when you made it outside and could feel the cool autumn breeze. A single tear ran down your cheek at the thought of your boyfriend cheating on you.

F U C K.

You couldn’t believe you were actually shedding a tear over the bastard. John Walker was as much of the overcontrolling, grade A asshole that Natasha had tried to warn you about but you didn’t listen.

You sipped on the martini that Thor had handed you, claiming that the human drink was far too weak for a mighty God like himself.

Sighing, you glanced back at the party that was still in full swing when your eyes met cold oceanic blue staring right at you.

You visibly gulped.

Bucky fucking Barnes. The man that had been the center of every single one of your wet dreams ever since you met him ten years ago.

And he was making his way over to you, looking like a man on a mission. You weren’t sure what that mission may possibly be but you were certainly enjoying the view. The man could rock the hell out of an all black suit.

It wasn’t like you had much interaction with him, he usually always kept to himself. But you had always heard it was the silent ones that knew how to fuc-.

Your train of thought was cut abruptly short when Bucky opened the door and joined you outside.

You knew he had had his fill of various liqueur tonight but due to the serum coursing through his veins none of it affected him like it did you.

John had always told you you were a lightweight and couldn’t hold your liqueur worth a shit.

You just weren’t sure if you were feeling tipsy due to the amount of alcohol in your system or Bucky overwhelming your senses.

F U C K he looked good in his suit and when he opened his mouth to run his tongue over his slightly chapped lips you could see the false vampire teeth.

You couldn’t believe it. Bucky Barnes had come to Stark’s Halloween party as a vampire. It should be illegal. Your eyes roamed over his outfit unabashedly and you could feel your thong dampen, making you squeeze your thighs together.

“Hey Angel” lips curving up in a small smile as he grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it gently.

God. You were sure he was going to be the death of you. No matter what year it was you were sure he and Steve would forever act like men from the forties. It’s what had made Natasha fall hopelessly in love with Steve. You had watched countless times as Bucky went on dates with a bouquet of flowers in his hand for whatever lucky girl he had charmed.

“Hey Buck” you practically purred at him. His jaw muscle visibly tensed. You were making things hard for Bucky, while he desperately wanted you, he also knew that you were with John and no matter how much he couldn’t stand the guy he wasn’t going to try and steal you away either.

“Where’s John at?” He asked gruffly, glancing around to find him.

You crossed your arms over your chest and scowled as you looked down to the always busy New York City traffic “He’s probably screwing Stark’s secretary now in the meeting room down the hall” You could feel yourself blush at the confession.

You were still watching the city’s traffic so you missed the look of surprise on Bucky’s face at your confession. John was cheating on you? You had been the center of every single wet dream of Bucky’s ever since he first saw you. He thought you looked like a goddess, your costume tonight was a perfect replication of how he thought of you.

“He’s a fucking idiot” Your head snapped up hearing Bucky’s confession. It wasn’t new to you that John and Bucky didn’t exactly get along but the way Bucky was looking at you made you think it was something more to it.

“He’s an idiot for cheating on you” Bucky walked closer to you and pulled you in for a hug.

It was the first time you had ever been wrapped up in his arms and God you never wanted it to end. There was something intoxicating about it. Maybe it was his cologne, hints of pear, pine, sandalwood, and something specifically Bucky. Maybe it was the way he held you like you were some type of porcelain doll. Maybe it was the way he pulled you slightly back to gaze in your eyes. Maybe it was—-----. The next thought left you completely when Bucky pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear, a sad smile on his face as he studied you like one of his books he usually had in his hands.

“Buck” You whispered softly, a hum the only sound of acknowledgement he gave you before he swiped his thumb across your lips. Your eyes closed instinctively, hoping he was about to make one of your dreams come true.

Bucky leaned forward, your lips now just mere inches apart from one another. You could smell the minty freshness on his breath as he parted his lips ever so slightly. He looked at you and then your lips, back and forth several times before finally fusing your lips together with his.

It was gentle, far more gentle than how he kissed you in your dreams but God did it feel amazing. Your lips moved together in sync like you and Bucky were in a dance.

It felt right. Bucky pulled you impossibly closer to him by your waist, your arms wove around his neck, running your fingers through the hair on the back of his neck.

You pulled away for a breath of air and Bucky took the opportunity to trail his lips down your neck. Even if you had wanted to you wouldn’t have been able to stop the long drawn out moan that he pulled from you.

He may have been over a hundred years old but the man knew how to use his lips.

“God Buck feels s’good” You slurred out, drunk on the way he was making you feel. Bucky sucked at the skin where your neck met your shoulder, leaving behind dark purple bruises that you were most definitely going to show off with pride.

“Fuck Angel” he said, tugging his now swollen bottom lip between his teeth. You glanced down to see his pants pulled tight across his groin.

“Let me help you with that. '' You whispered, trailing kisses from the corner of his mouth to down his neck. Your unsteady hands pulled and tugged at the buttons of his shirt, trying desperately to get it off of him as you kneeled down so your face was right in front of his zipper.

You wanted this. NO. You needed this.

John wasn’t exactly skilled in bed but now you had Bucky in front of you and according to the gossip around the compound Bucky knew how to make a woman feel GOOD.

“Wait, wait, wait babydoll, slowdown” he said, pulling on your arm to get you to stand back up.

Bucky smiled at the pout on your face, slightly swollen lips jutted out adorably. His Angel looked so cute and innocent, he couldn’t wait to ruin you.

“No pouting” He commanded, firmly spanking the inside of your exposed thigh, making you gasp.

“I want to ruin you in my bed” he whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He hadn’t even fucked you yet but you were already addicted to him.

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Seeing you on his bed made Bucky think that his fantasy had come to life. He groaned low and deep as you maneuvered your body so your head was hanging off the side of the bed.

“Please let me have a taste” you begged, not caring how desperate it made you look. Your mouth was wide open as Bucky got his pants off in record time. He pumped his cock a few times, spreading his pre cum down the shaft as he gazed at you.

You looked absolutely stunning, your breasts were close to spilling out of your corset and before you had gotten in his bed you had removed your skirt, only leaving the wet thong covering your soaking wet cunt.

F U C K.

He was close to cumming and had not even been inside you yet.

Bucky walked forward and stood just out of reach of your tongue that you were sticking out as far as you could just to get a taste. That’s all you wanted, was just a taste. Bucky looked absolutely delectable standing in front of you, completely naked and fisting his hard cock in front of your face.

“Please” You begged again, close to tears at not getting what you wanted yet.

“You’re such a brat” Bucky chuckled but moved just a little closer, his cock now close enough for you to give little kitten licks to the head, tasting the pre cum that had begun to overflow from the tip.

Bucky threw his head back at the feel of your tongue on him. “God Angel feels s’good” he muttered out as he looked down at you, head hanging off his bed and licking the tip of his cock like you were addicted to the taste.

Bucky stepped forward and you took your chance of taking him all the way down to the back of your throat. Bucky groaned, seeing the outline of his cock in your throat was making him weak in the knees. He couldn’t believe that he finally had you in his bed giving him the best blowjob he's ever had.

You couldn’t help but gag as Bucky started thrusting his cock in and out of your throat. Now that you finally had a taste of him you didn’t know how you could possibly have anyone or anything else. The taste of his pre cum was a little salty but there was something undeniably Bucky that had your mouth salivating.

Bucky watched as his cock went in and out of your throat, your swollen lips wrapped beautifully around his cock and fuck he couldn’t help but take a few pictures on his phone. He was even able to capture the drool that was dripping down the side of your face.

“Jus’ like that Angel fuck” he groaned out at you, smearing the drool over your face.

“C’mon take me all the way back in your pretty little throat Angel”. Bucky said, slowly pushing his cock further down your throat. You were struggling to breath and you could feel spit spilling out your mouth. Finally you did it. Bucky’s cock was all the way down your throat, his balls now right up against your lips. You blinked back tears and wrapped your hands around his thighs, keeping him in place as you struggled to swallow around him.

Bucky swore he saw stars when you gave his balls a small kitten lick around the mouthful that you already had. “Fuck Angel I’m going to cum” he said, closing his eyes in pure bliss.

Your lungs were screaming at you for oxygen that you had deprived them of for so long, your vision getting more blurred the longer you went without breathing properly.

You couldn’t take it anymore as you pulled your head back quickly, Bucky’s cock spurting cum on your face as you coughed.

“Angel I’m sorry was I too rough”? Bucky asked, while rubbing your back soothingly.

It took a few minutes to catch your breath and to stop coughing but when you did you looked up at Bucky reassuringly “I’m fine Buck, jus’ got carried away. You taste so good” you said and Bucky felt his breath catch in his throat.

“God you’re perfect” he confessed before kissing you roughly. Bucky moaned at the feel of your spit soaked lips on his, he ran his fingers through your hair and pulled back making you break the kiss. His vampire teeth had been taken out long before now but he nipped at your skin, loving to see his marks turn your neck different shades of purple.

“Bucky please I need you” You whimpered as he grabbed a handful of your breast and rubbed at your nipples until they ached from overstimulation. Bucky kneeled before you, knees nestled into the soft carpet of his bedroom as he ignored your pleading and ran his tongue over your pebbled peaks.

He took turns biting each hardened nipple, pulling them away from your body with his teeth making you cry out at the abuse. Tears threatened to fall as he rubbed his beard against your oversensitized flesh and looked at you with lust blown eyes.

“I wanna see you cry Angel” he admitted, standing up and working his cock back to full hardness after cumming earlier.

You moved further up in the bed, Bucky was quick to follow, caging your body underneath of his possessively.

His lips found yours again, trying to show you how much he wanted you. His hips ground into yours, hard cock digging into your skin. Your body felt like it was on fire the more attention he showed you, each kiss making the coil in your tummy tighter. You were so close to cumming if he would just touch your cunt.

“Bucky pleaseeeee” you whined out, raising your hips in a desperate need for friction.

“Sssshhhhh Angel i’m going to take care of you” he promised before moving down your body and settling in between your thighs.

Your pussy glistened under the light, hole opening and closing around nothing. Bucky groaned, you had the prettiest pussy he had ever seen and he planned on worshiping it like you deserved.

He licked a long strip from your hole to your clit, taking the small bundle of nerves in his mouth and sucking it making you scream as you came.

If you were more conscious you may have been embarrassed about how quick you came from just his mouth touching you but Bucky was overwhelming your senses. His mere presence is able to turn you on more than John had during your whole short-lived relationship.

Bucky rested his vibranium arm across your waist so you couldn’t escape as he flicked his tongue over your clit, overstimulating you.

Your cheeks were flushed, a light sheen of sweat covering your body as you tried to get away from the onslaught of his tongue.

“Let me finish eating Angel, i’ve been starving for you for years and now I finally have you in front of me laid out so pretty” he muttered before sticking his tongue out and fucking your hole.

“Oh God I’m gonna cum again Bucky” you didn’t even notice the few tears that slipped down your cheeks as you came from his tongue the second time.

Bucky kissed his way back up your body, letting out a low moan at the tears streaming down your face.

“You look so pretty when you cry, Angel,” he said, kissing away each tear.

Bucky’s knee slotted between your thighs as he placed a pillow underneath your hips.

“Ready for me baby”? He asked, gathering your wetness on the tip of his cock as he teased your hole.

“Always” was your reply, pulling his face to yours to kiss him passionately as he thrusted into you.

It took your breath away.

Bucky’s eyes closed and he rested his forehead against yours as he slowly pushed in deeper.

He wanted to take his time, go slow so he could savor the moment with you but his body was desperately wanting him to pound into you, hard and fast.

“Angel I……I……I don’t know if I can hold back” he said, stopping when he was halfway inside of you.

You clenched and unclenched the walls of your pussy making Bucky moan.

“I’m trying to go slow,” he said, finally opening his oceanic blue eyes to look into yours.

“I wanna take my time” he confessed, and it made butterflies form in your stomach at the thought that Bucky had wanted this just as badly as you had.

“We can do that later, right now I want you to fuck me like you hate me” you said biting his bottom lip.

“Fuck” he groaned out before slightly pulling back and then ramming into you, all you could hear was each others moans and the sound of skin on skin slapping. Bucky was pounding into you as fast as he could, your body moving up in the bed after each thrust.

You cried out when Bucky pulled out, hating feeling so empty after being full of him.

He maneuvered your body so you were now laying on your stomach, ass in the air as he entered you from behind. You gasped at the new angle, he felt so much deeper, like he was hitting your cervix with each powerful thrust.

“Feels s’good” you slurred out. Drunk off of Bucky’s cock.

“Yeah, this pussy is mine now babydoll, I plan on ruining it every night” he growled as his thrust began to get sloppy, his hands grabbing on to your waist to help keep his momentum and to keep you from running away.

“I’m gonna cum, Bucky fuck please please please cum with me” you begged.

“Shit, Fuck okay Angel whatever you want babygirl. I’m close. Cum whenever you’re ready” as soon as he got the words out your eyes were rolling back in your head as you orgasmed for the third time tonight.

Bucky did as promised and came right after you, rope after rope after rope of cum filling you.

“Fuck you’re going to make me hard again” he said, watching as his cum seeped out of your hole around his cock, making a thick ring around the base.

You smiled at each other before Bucky kissed you, slow and passionate.

“I’ve wanted to do that for years” he said, before pecking at your lips, making you laugh.

“Me too, I’ve always wanted you” You confessed, blushing at the intense look on his face.

“We have a lot of missed time to make up for then,” Bucky said, sending shivers down your spine.

You were about to be spending a lot of time in a certain super soldier’s bed and you knew you were going to enjoy every second of it.

#bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x female reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes smut #marvel imagine #bucky barnes one shot

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officebubble · 2 years

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A beautiful misunderstanding

Wanda x Female reader

Word count: 1.4k

It genuinely amazed you how incompetent some people could be. You didn’t have a problem with miscommunication or lack of understanding but sometimes people were so painfully, wholeheartedly ignorant.

“I don’t know why you thought it was okay to hit on my girlfriend, but that’s not how we do things around here.”

“Jarvis, we aren’t – “

Wanda’s attempt at reiterating Jarvis’ twisted view was quite abruptly cut off by his rucksack slipping off his shoulder and onto the floor as he approached you. You couldn’t exactly remember how you’d gotten into this situation, the details were fuzzy, but what you could say for sure was that Jarvis was pissed.

There had been a party a few nights prior in regard to the celebration of the end of the academic year, school technically hadn’t even ended but everyone was there. The jocks, the nerds (surprisingly) the band kids, the silent kids, and the preppy cheerleaders were all in attendance. You were placed rather uncomfortably between the jocks and the cheerleaders for the entirety of the night and this proved to have been the worst possible position to have been in.

The sloppy kisses and drunken yells of the students nearby hadn’t bothered you all that much, aside from the occasionally odd glance, everyone was pretty respectful. That was until Head cheerleader Wanda Maximoff sauntered her way over to the couch you were lounging on.

It was evident from the way she was swaying and how her red solo cup was practically tipping out of her hands, that she was drunk. The subtle hints of a smirk tugging at her lips was deadly, and the speed in which you averted your gaze had your neck aching even now, but she still caught it.

Her sultry voice flowed through your ears before you could think of an escape plan, “Hey.”

Reluctantly, you had turned your head to acknowledge the girl and the sight you were met with was not for the faint of heart. Her red, plaid skirt was resting at around her mid-thigh, but any movement she made had it riding even higher. Laced stockings encircled her toned legs and every sliver of exposed skin sent an electric jolt through you.

As your eyes travelled higher, you noticed how her white, tight fit crop top left nothing to the imagination; breasts straining against the fabric, and it was at around that point you knew to look away.

She’d no doubt noticed the sudden rush of heat to your cheeks and you reckoned it was the reason why she plopped herself down onto the couch next to you, so close that your thighs were pressed together.

“Hi, Wanda.”

You shivered at her grin, “I didn’t think parties were your thing.”

She wouldn’t know, she’d most probably made the assumption based on the fact that you never spoke, but she wouldn’t know. She spent pretty much all of her time either at cheer practice or lugging around that British giant.

He was practically glued to her hip with the way he followed her around, it wasn’t even endearing; it was pathetic. He was so concerned that someone was going to try and steal his ‘girl’ that he cursed out anyone who came remotely near her, including you.

“Where’s your boyfriend?” The question didn’t bear any hurtful intent, you didn’t want her to think she wasn’t welcome.

She waved you off, messily trying to adjust her position on the couch, “He isn’t my boyfriend. I don’t care where he is.”

You could only nod, you already knew how she felt about him but it aggravated you how she didn’t make an effort to make sure it stuck in his hollow head. This game between the two had been going on since junior year and you honestly couldn’t take another year of it.

“Why does he still say he is then?”

“I don’t know, and I never have the strength to push him away because he’s nice. He can be nice, Y/N, like, real nice.”

“I think the bar is set pretty low, Wands.”

Her drunken giggle wasn’t something you expected to hear, you’d thought for a moment she’d reprimand you for speaking so truthfully, but she didn’t. As the sound rippled from her, you found that a small smile pulled almost imperceptibly at your lips.

Wanda was beautiful. You’d thought it since the moment you first saw her freshman year, but your opinion was meaningless, she didn’t care. She didn’t fit into your social circle just as you didn’t fit into hers. She was popular and smart and the golden glow of the school while you were just a speck of dust in the corner, irrelevant in her world.

“Maybe. I think I lost sight of where the bar is supposed to be anyways.”

Her words made your heart sink a considerable amount, she deserved to be treated right and the fact that she thought Jarvis was doing just that, it settled uncomfortably within you. There was so much you wanted to say, you wanted to tell her that she didn’t deserve a lost puppy trailing behind her all the time, flaunting her and anchoring her to all that is the misery of this town.

She deserved someone who could work in tandem with her, equally. Someone who respected her for whatever she did and whoever she spoke to. You were willing to go above and beyond for her, to be what she needed. But you couldn't. The bitter truth was only planted deeper inside you when she dropped her head heavily against your shoulder with a staggered sigh.

You suppose that was where it all went wrong. The wrong eyes seeing the wrong move at the wrong time.

You faced the consequences the next day at school.

“Listen man, I wasn’t hitting on your girlfriend. It’s actually kinda funny how I’m getting bashed for something you should have been doing.”

“Don’t even try that.”

“Why not? You’re her boyfriend, no?”

You knew that would warrant you an eye roll from Wanda, but it was for the purpose of the argument. The way Jarvis shrunk back slightly and stammered through his words made it all worth it though.

“Well, y-yeah but- “

“But what? Were you too busy trying to get liver disease or was it that brunette from the cheer team you were locking lips with?”

This had the hall going so silent, it was almost comical. From the corner of your eye you could see the aforementioned brunette send Wanda a fearful glance before trying to back out of the crowd.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Even your heart dropped a little at Wanda’s eerily calm reply, Jarvis swivelling to face her with an embarrassed plea, “Come on, Wanda. She doesn't know what she's talking about.”

“Unlike you, Jarvis, Y/N wouldn't lie to me. I know that might be a difficult concept for you to grasp, but some people are actually honest.”

Jarvis stepped forward to try and console Wanda but she held her hand out, daring him to step any closer, “Don’t. Stay away from me, Jarvis.”

Wanda was quick to shoulder through the whispering crowd and before Jarvis could return his attention back to you, you went after her. You silently followed her out to the bleachers where she climbed the set of stairs to the top and flattened out her skirt before sitting down.

You wordlessly sat beside her, looking out at the desolate football pitch, it was unusual seeing it so empty, lifeless and lacking the charisma of the football team.

There was a gentle lull to the breeze that passed over you, the sun shining graciously down onto the two of you and warming you more than the girl next to you already was.

“I’m sorry.”

“You did what I didn’t have the strength to do. He was a dick anyways.”

You chuckled in relief and she smiled fondly at you, humming softly as she scooted closer to you. You got déjà vu to a few nights prior when she leant her head gently on your shoulder, her body slumping with her tired exhale.

“You know, the last time we did this I almost got punched in the face.”

She laughed then, a genuine laugh, and it made your stomach turn in the most delightful way, “You’re an idiot.” Her hand slowly slid over your thigh to slot itself into yours and your large grin almost tore the edges of your mouth, “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but, I’m kinda into idiots.”

#wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda x fem!reader #female reader

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batllethinker · 1 year

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cheerleader nat x dirtbag wanda thoughts

• cheerleaders are known for their core strengths, and natasha is someone who obviously has that strength. just look at her legs and you’d know. and when they get into business; with wanda between the redhead’s thighs, there’s no better way to go off this world than in that position.

• hello??? motorbikes???? leather jackets??? cigarettes???? wanda’s trademarks. and when natasha’s with her, the third one seemed to always go missing. (their respective circle of friends notice but don’t say anything about it). (note: natasha has asthma) (even then, she still does cheer).

• natasha’s circle was apprehensive about wanda at first, but when she does little things for their baby girl—like “forgetting” her cigarette whenever she’s with her precious girl—they are sold.

• maximoff the simp has an extra inhaler packed in her bag and jean pocket always. ALWAYS.

• natasha’s inhaler > her eyeliner

• wanda loves natasha’s cheer uniforms. especially the forest green one. it compliments her fair skin and matches her eyes. she doesn’t mind the shortness of the skirt or how skimpy and tight her fits are (she can fight) (and she can fight well).

• they did it on top of wanda’s motorbike,

• with natasha splayed out and wide open for her, and only her

• hand kink❗️❗️❗️

• plus wanda’s fingers and rings❗️❗️❗️

• this is natalia: 🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️

This is genius!! Thank you for sharing

Some extra thoughts:

Wanda likes to fuck her beneath the bleachers

Wanda constantly smells like smoke but always tries to get rid off it before seeing Nat (even if Nat kind of likes the scent)

The scent of Leather and smoke always cling to Wanda

Nat is the embodiment of a flower, she smells and looks like one and she is so bubbly

Wanda taking her ontop of her bike, pressing bruising kisses against her neck, supporting herself with one hand on the side of the seat while the other is buried in Nat.

Did my scent kink come through?

#wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #wandanat #chqsingrids #cas answers

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syarina · 2 years

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Favourite Elizabeth Olsen Characters Blogs

Smut~ Fluff~ Angst~ Dark~ Nothing~

Masterlist

Wanda Maximoff

Wanda Pet Play

Lost & Found ~ WandaNat

I'm To Blame pt. 2

The Last Time

Ruined, Regret ~ WandaNat

Attention Stunt ~ WandaNat

Never Change Yourself ~ Wanda Maximoff, Carol Danvers, Natasha Romanoff

Misplaced Frustration, Blame Game, Until Then ~ WandaNat

I'll Wait (Masterlist) ~ Mom!WandaNat

M.I.L.F Series Masterlist

I Want You To Be Rough With Me, pt.2

Drabble: Mean cheerleader!Wanda

I Just Can't Get Enough Of You

Can't Take My Eyes Off You

The More The Merrier

Who's Your Mommy

The Twilight Zone

Drive You Insane

When We Met

20th Birthday

Naughty Girl

Night Feeds

Punishment

Day 'N' Nite

Pretty Skirt

Obedience

Aftermath

Rosemary

OnlyFans

Crop Top

Gravitas

Ovulate

Me & U

Forever

Asleep

Sokovi

Toy

Sunshine ~ Wanda Maximoff, Carol Danvers, Natasha Romanoff

Everything’s in Check ~ WandaNat

Submissive Training ~ WandaNat

My Good Girls ~ WandaNat

Watching ~ WandaNat

Enemy ~ WandaNat

Brats ~ WandaNat

G!P Wandanat

Teachers ~ F!MCU Characters

Something Special

I'm Yours ~ WandaNat

You're Not My Type

Who Are You

Body Swap

Taylor Sloane

Taylor Sloane Smut

Bratty

#smut #angst #fluff #wanda maximoff #taylor sloane #female reader #g!p #wandanat #wanda maximoff x reader #marvel

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sytoran · 1 year

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Number one: thank you for being such a hero for the top community your stories are incredible. Number two: have you every considered writing for either cheerleader!wanda or innocent!wanda she’s so cute 💕💕

ANON YOU AND I THINK THE SAME i already have a cheerleader!wanda fic planned, which may or may not be turned into a series?? so anyways reader is like a lesbian fuckboy, you know what i mean, and wanda is the only girl they can't seem to wrap around their finger. cos wanda has a reputation to uphold, (she's like the principal's daughter or something) but then again ur rlly hot so what can she do?? it'll have lots of subby wanda in cute little cheerleading skirts, and smooth-talker r. 😩😩

anyways, thanks for appreciating my works. for innocent!wanda, "i'm creaming of a white christmas" sort of fills that role.

top!reader is a pool that is half-filled, and i am holding a hose. but sometimes my hose is broken. on a brighter note, though, i am posting another fic in like five minutes, so hopefully you enjoy that :)

#x reader #cheerleader uniform #sytoran speaks

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natsbaby · 2 years

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High School Sweetheart

Pairing: Jock!Natasha Romanoff x Cheerleader!Reader

Summary: as athletes whose schools are rivals, your relationship was kept a secret until one game night where both of your schools are playing against each other. Will someone find out?

Warning: some curse words, back and forth flirting and making out at some point, the overwhelming feeling of being single if you are

A/N: I got this idea from a convo I had with a friend and honestly thought it would be the cutest thing ever! I’m still trying to get back into writing after so long so i’m sorry if this is horrible ☠️ but I really hope you guys like this one!!

“We’re playing against who…?” You ask in shock as your best friend and co-cheerleader squeals in excitement.

“We’re playing against West High!! We’re so gonna win this season!” Wanda squeals in excitement as she hugs you tightly.

As a senior and co-caption for the cheerleading team of East Side High School, the West Side High School has always been the school rival for god knows how long and sadly the school’s baseball team really holds that rivalry tightly. Both teams never seem to get along no matter how many years has passed and you’ve always thought that it’s such a petty thing to have, but admittedly makes the high school experience so much more fun.

You chuckle as you hug Wanda back, patting her back softly. “You’re only saying that because Vision’s the main pitcher this season”

Wanda gasps dramatically as she pulls back from the hug. “Absolute nonsense! You know we can’t break the absolute rule”

The absolute rule, aka the “don’t you dare date anyone from West High or else you’ll never get on the team” rule.

Well, you’ve always thought that rule was bullshit and you really wanted to join the team so you just accepted it when they let you in during your freshmen year. You’ve always thought that it wouldn’t be an issue but what you didn’t expect is to have a girlfriend… from West High. So because of that, you just never told anyone you’re dating from that school and with 4 months left till graduation, it can’t be that bad.

You scoff at the mention of the rule with a roll of your eyes making Wanda smile. “Honestly who made that rule? Virgins who can’t get in bed with someone from West High?”

Wanda bursts out laughing at that, playing along to your joke. “Maybe the captain at the time who got rejected by a football player from West High”

“Oh how tragic” you sigh dramatically as you both laugh. The school bell rings throughout the entire school, signaling that it’s time for after school activities.

“Come on, cheer time”

You walk out to the student parking lot with Wanda, laughing at the joke she just made. “Wands I swear the more you joke about the absolute rule, the more you’re gonna have a boyfriend from West High”

“Well, Vision is hot for someone who is too intellectual to be part of their baseball team” she smiles dreamily making you shake your head slightly with a chuckle. You both reach your car, opening the trunk to put your stuff in.

As you close the trunk, your phone rings. You take out your phone as you toss the keys to Wanda so she could start the car. You notice Nat’s name on your screen, immediately answering it. “Hello?”

“Hey babe, you done with cheer?” Your favorite read-head asks as you hear the sounds of lockers closing and opening in the background. You smile at the sound of her voice as you lean back against the car door.

“Yea just finished, about to drop off Wands then I’ll head to your place. We’re still up for study night right?”

“Yea totally, I’ll see you in a bit. Love you darling” your heart skips a beat as a smile slowly grows on your lips, biting your lower lip as you play with the edge of your cheer skirt.

“Love you too, see you” you end the call as you lean your head back against the car with your phone held against your chest. You sigh dreamily as you giggle softly, pushing yourself off the car to let yourself in.

“Who was that? Your new love interest?” Wanda teases as you enter the drivers side, putting on her seatbelt as you do the same. You scoff at your best friend as you plug your phone to your car charger.

“It’s Vision asking me to go out with him later” you tease making Wanda gasp and hit you on your arm. You laugh out loud at that, raising your arms up to surrender. “Im joking!”

She huffs as she crosses her arms while you start to back up the parking lot. “You’re so mean”

“Please, you love me” you say nonchalantly, grinning to yourself as you hear her sigh.

“Yea yea yea, now focus or else we’ll crash and I don’t wanna spend my last 4 months in a cast”

As Nat puts down the dumbbells she was bench pressing, she hears your car pulling up to her driveway. She puts the weight away in her makeshift gym at the garage as she grabs her face towel and walks up to you with a smile. “Hey”

The moment your eyes meet, a grin starts to form as you run up to her, jumping into her arms with your arms around her neck and your legs around her waist. She catches you with ease before giving you a deep kiss as a greeting. You kiss her back for a few moments, appreciating the fireworks you still feel whenever you’re around her and how her lips perfectly moved in sync with yours.

When air becomes an issue, you pull back with a slight pant and a smile on your lips. “Hey, I missed you”

“I missed you too Y/N/N” she gives you one last peck on the lips before putting you down allowing you to run back to your car and grab the bag of food you got and your duffle bag over your shoulder. You walk back to Nat while shaking the bag slightly.

“Hope you’re hungry, Wands and I passed by Starks’ on the way here” in that exact moment, you hear Nat’s tummy growl making her blush in embarrassment. You chuckle as you grab her hand, bringing her into her home. “Come on, I got your favorite”

As of right now, Nat’s currently home alone since Yelena’s out for a sleepover with her friends while Alexei and Melina are out of town for another day for business. You’ve been visiting Nat everyday for the week both her parents are gone to keep the sisters company and out of trouble, as requested by Melina.

You take out the food from the bag as Nat goes up to take a quick shower to freshen up from her work out. After setting everything up and putting away Yelena’s favorite in the fridge, Nat comes down while drying her hair with a towel. You feel her arms wrapped around you from behind making you laugh softly as you turn around to meet her eyes with a soft smile. “Hey stranger”

Nat smiles back as she cups your cheek, rubbing your cheek gently with the pad of her thumb. “Hey, thanks for the food”

You gently take her hand to kiss the palm of her hand affectionately, then a soft peck to her lips. “It’s no problem, I know you guys have been training nonstop for the game next weekend. Now come on, eat or else you’re gonna pass out in training from the lack of food”

“Oh come on that was one time” she grunts in response as she pulls back from you making you laugh. But she still follows your orders as she sits on the seat besides you after pulling the chair for you to sit.

“Yea, and I’ll never stop mentioning it so you don’t forget” you tease as you grab a piece of her cheesy fries and munching on it happily.

Starks’ is the town’s local diner ran by Howard Stark, Tony’s father. Tony’s the team captain of West High’s baseball team and he’s the only person who knows about you and Nat, though it’s only because he caught you two making out at the back of her truck once while you were still in your cheer outfit. He supports the two of you since he’s been childhood friends with Nat and knows that you changed her for the better.

“Did you see Tony at the diner? He cancelled training today to work extra shifts” Nat asks as she lets you eat more of her fries while she takes a sip of your chocolate milkshake.

“Yea, he gave you extra fries as a hello and a ‘make sure Nat doesn’t drink from your milkshake’ note as well so don’t tell him I’m letting you drink it” you say trying to mimic his voice as you cut your burger in half to make it easier for you to eat. Nat chuckles at that as she drapes her arm over the back of your chair.

“Thank you for the warning, but other than that, how was your day?” She asks as she wordlessly asks if she can take a bite of your burger and grins as you let her.

“It was alright, Steve’s working everyone as if it’s the game of the century” you start as you take another bite of your burger. “Maria’s also making us take an extra hour for more training so honestly I’m beyond starving at this point”

She hums in acknowledgement then takes a bite of her burger. “Same with Carol honestly, I can see her work the cheerleaders up for the game. I still don’t see why it’s such a big deal compared to the other schools we play like South High”

You shrug in response as you grab a sheet of tissue from the bag as you wipe your mouth. “Honestly have no idea. Is it true that South High’s gonna watch the game since they’re out for the season?”

Nat thinks for a moment as she tries to remember. “I believe so, I think Thor mentioned it to me the last I saw him. He even said ‘go beat Roger’s fat ass for us’”

You laugh at Nat’s impersonation of the bigger man as she smiles at you. “I love your laugh, makes you look sweet and innocent”

You blush at her compliment as you rest your head on her shoulder to hide your face. “That’s mean”

“What’s so mean with a compliment that’s true?” She teases gently as she makes you look at her with her fingers holding your chin up to face her making you blush further.

“You know why” you mumble making Nat smirk at you as she teases you further. “Tell me”

“You make my stomach do flips and my heart beat faster whenever you do that” you mumble in defeat as you know you could never win in these kinds of games with Nat, and honestly its what made you fall for the jock in the first place.

She smiles in approval as she gives you a peck on the lips and drop her hand to pat you on the head gently. “That’s better, now lets finish up so we can study and finish by 7 so your parents doesn’t kill me for making you drive so late”

“Oh right about that” you start as you finish the last of your burger while Nat finishes the last of her fries so she could save her burger for later. “They said I can sleep over tonight since they’re gonna be out late tonight for date night”

“Really?” Nat says excitedly even though she’s trying to keep it on the down low. You chuckle at the sudden excitement of your girlfriend as you nod. “Yea, so I’m guessing it’s fine and I don’t have to stay at Wands tonight?”

“No you stay with me tonight since Yelena’s out anyway” she says with finality as she gets down from her seat, grabbing the trash from both of your meals to throw away. “Go up to my room and make yourself comfortable, I’ll just clean up and meet you there so we could study”

“Alright, thank you” you say as you give her a quick peck on the cheek and head up to Nat’s room.

Even though Nat’s a jock with a crap ton of accomplishments to prove it, her room is rather minimalistic. She only has a few little things and photos scattered throughout her room and it’s only given to her as gifts so it holds a sentimental value to her. Above her study table is a corkboard with random photos, movie tickets and even little written notes you gave her pinned to the board.

You put your stuff down and you decided to change out of your outfit to make yourself comfortable. So you go up to her closet to grab a loose t-shirt and sleep shorts to help you work freely, putting your cheer outfit in your bag. Luckily, you don’t have to go to school tomorrow but you do have training tomorrow and so does Nat. As you zip up your bag, you feel Nat’s arms around your waist again with her chin resting on your shoulder.

“You look great in my clothes” she says as she gently rubs your sides up and down making you giggle as you squirm.

“Nat stop it you know I’m ticklish” you say as you try to calm down your laughter. You turn to face your girlfriend who has a devilish smile. Your eyes widen in fear as you take a step back but with her arms around you, you’re screwed. “Oh no don-NAT!”

She laughs mischievously as she lifts you up and drops you on her bed to tickle the soul out of your body. You try your hardest to push her off you but being an athlete has its perks, which is to have the upper hand in these kinds of situation. You laugh hysterically as you keep trying to push her off you but you failed miserably.

“N-N-NAT STOP PL-P-PLEASE YOU WI-WIN!!” You scream out laughing as Nat laughs in return. She finally stops, having mercy on you and your heart as she straddles you, sitting on the back of her thighs as she gently trails her fingers up and down you thighs.

You pant heavily as you try to calm yourself down, giggling every so often as you look at her with a love-sick look. “I love you Nat, I really do”

Nat grins at that, getting up slightly to hover over you to give you a quick peck on the forehead.

“I love you too Y/N/N, now come on lets study so we can watch Serendipity and cuddle”

After finally finishing homework and watching a few romcoms, you both finally slept at 1 am only so you both can suffer the next day when Nat has to wake up at 7 am for her morning jog. You grunt slightly as you cuddle closer to Nat as she switches her alarm off.

“Come on sweetheart” she says groggily as she tries to get you off her. “30 minutes then I’m all yours again”

“No” you say stubbornly as you wrap your arm around her tighter. She chuckles softly as she presses a kiss onto the top of your head. “Don’t make me call the tickle monster”

You stop for a moment before opening one eye to see Nat look at you with a cheeky grin. “You wouldn’t”

“30 minutes then I’ll have breakfast for the both of us” she promises making you sigh, knowing well enough to choose your battle wisely before letting her go. “Kiss before you go”

Nat smiles at that, leaning down to give you a sound kiss. You kiss her back as you gently hold the back of head so she doesn’t go anywhere, swiping your tongue slightly against her bottom lip to deepen the kiss. She hums slightly before pulling back, chuckling softly at your pouting. “I might never leave if I let you”

“That’s the point” you say innocently. Nat rolls her eyes fondly before giving you one last peck on the lips. “See you later”

After getting back to sleep once Nat leaves for her jog, you wake up an hour later to the smell of bacon and pancakes being made. You groggily get up, rubbing your eyes as you unconsciously grab your glasses, yawning as you get up and down to the kitchen to see Nat cooking. You raise your eyebrow slightly as you wrap your arms around her waist from behind.

“Since when can you cook?” You mumble sleepily as you press your face against her back. She hums in thought.

“Mama told me to start learning to cook if I ever want to pursue you, so I did” she explains as she flips the last pancake onto the plate. “Come on, breakfast then we gotta go to training”

You groan as you peel yourself away from Nat, sitting down as you rest your elbow on the table and your chin onto the palm of your hand. You run your eye slightly from under your glasses as Nat grabs 2 glasses and fills them up with some juice.

“Thank you Natty” you say sweetly as she hands you the glass, smiling as she gives you a quick peck on the cheek. You take a bite of the pancake, your eyes widening at how much you unexpectedly like it.

“Like it?” She asks and chuckles as you scarf it down. “Hey slow down or you’ll choke, there’s a lot for the both of us”

After spending your breakfast together and getting ready to leave, you both head to the drive way both in uniform. You put your duffle bag at the trunk as you hear Nat close the door of her jeep.

“You ready?” You ask as Nat approaches you, nodding in response as she places one hand onto the car and another to your waist.

“You look nice in your little cheer uniform” she says as looks at you up and down. You chuckle softly as you place your hand against her chest where the emblem of the school is.

“You look hot in your uniform, maybe I’ll come visit you at West High later?” You tease as Nat smirks, leaning in so her nose is just slightly hovering over yours.

“Let’s see darling, I’ll let you know later?” She says softly as she presses a kiss onto your cheek, then trailing down to kiss your neck. You giggle at the sensation as you try to push her off you but to no such luck.

“Stop being a playboy, Tony might make you run extra laps for being late” you scold lightly even though you’re biting your lower lip to keep your smile back as Nat continues to kiss your neck. You giggle slightly but let out a sigh in pleasure as she gently sucks on your sweet spot, pushing her off you completely with a pointed look. “Bad Nat”

Her smirks widen at that, pulling you flush against her and gives you a quick peck on the lips. “Sorry darling, you’re just irresistible I can’t help that my girlfriend is so hot in her uniform”

“Hmm don’t say that or else we’re never leaving” you pout as you pat her chest gently. “Now come on, go now I’ll see you later okay?”

“Alright” Nat says as she backs off so you can get into your car. You start the car and roll down the window for Nat to lean down and against the door of the car.

“Take care okay? I love you” you smile at that, leaning up slightly to give her one last kiss. “I love you too, see you”

Nat takes a few steps back so you could roll the window back up, and drive off while she does the same.

As you arrive to the school, you park your car besides Maria’s car who just got out and saw you. You get out and wave at her before grabbing your bag from the trunk and jogging up to her. “Hey Maria! Ready for practice?”

“Well you seen like to have a great morning today” she teases as the two of you walk into the locker room. Maria’s phone dings as she opens her locker which is right besides yours, putting her bag in so she could grab her phone. Her eyes widen slightly at what she’s reading, curiosity and confusion gracing her features.

“You alright? Who texted you?” You ask after closing your locker and locking it.

“Kelly” she starts as she shows you the text message. “She said she saw you with someone from West High this morning, you two were kissing?”

You read the text message with raising anxiety as you realized that Nat’s neighbor is one of the other cheerleaders who was supposed to be co-captain, but you ended up getting it. Kelly’s known for having the newest gossip so as someone who’s part of the popular group, she has the newest details about anyone and everyone.

You chuckle softly as you give back the phone to Maria. “That’s ridiculous, I came from my place so it’s impossible for me to be in that area, it’s so out of the way for me”

“Yea right? That’s weird” She notes as she puts her phone away. “Oh well, maybe it’s someone else”

“Maybe” you say with a smile. “You go ahead okay? Need to fix my makeup”

“Sure see you” she leaves the locker room, finally allowing you to let out a sigh of relief. You grab your phone to text Nat about what happened and you go off to training.

After being almost caught, both you and Nat decided to be more careful and just see each other less till the game at least. It would, at least, give some time to make sure that no one would suspect anything and give the both of you some time to focus about the game as well. Sadly, it’s been proven to be a lot harder than you expect since the both of you just wants to be in each other’s presence.

Thankfully, game night finally comes and honestly it feels like the game of the century. Loud drumming pieces are being played as students and families from the big four high schools comes in to be welcomed in watching the baseball game between West and East High Schools. The home stadium of East High is filled to the brim with everyone cheering for both high schools with drummers beating the living hell out of their drums to keep up with the school spirit. You can see students being covered in face paint with the school colors and, adults and alumni wearing their alma matter shirts or other merchandise in support.

Thankfully, Kelly hasn’t made any moves about you and Nat so you let your guard down. As Maria let the cheerleaders go around for a bit, you sneak away to head up to where West High is to hopefully steal a moment of Nat’s time. You made sure to grab a sweater that didn’t have any school emblem on it to not raise any suspicions and you finally got to the locker room where you accidentally bump into a familiar friend.

“Tony! Gosh you scared me” you start as you clutch onto your chest slightly to bring down your raising heart beat. “Where’s Nat?”

“Sorry” he starts with a chuckle. “She’s changing, I’ll tell her to meet you behind the bleaches if you want”

You grin at Tony as you nod in return. “That would be great, thank you!”

“No problem, good luck later” he says with a smile before taking off to talk to Nat. You wave goodbye to him as you make your way to the bleachers.

As you get there, you finally notice how many people are actually here making you a bit more nervous for the game itself. You hear someone running up to you, turning to see Nat in her softball gear as she pants slightly with a smile. “You called for me?”

“Yea I just wanted to see you before the game starts because I missed you” you say shyly as you scuff the tip of your shoes against the dirt slightly with your hands in the pockets of your sweater. She chuckles softly as she wraps her arms around your waist and gives you a quick peck on the lips.

“Well I’m here now, good luck later okay? This game’s for you” your heart melts at that as a smile forms on your lips. You wrap your arms around her neck to pull her close to you, gently resting your forehead against hers.

“Good luck darling, I’ll be watching you from the sidelines” you take off her hat while leaning in to give her a kiss. She smiles into the kiss as she kisses you back as she pulls you impossibly closer to her.

You pull back before she could deepen the kiss as you put back her hat with a smile. “Go West High”

She grins at that as she fixes her cap with one hand with her other hand on your waist. She hears Tony calling for her, sighing softly as she pulls back. “See you later sweetheart, be careful okay?”

“You too, go get ‘em” you grin as you wave goodbye to Nat while she waves one last time before running back. You sigh dreamily as you walk back to where the girls are while taking off the sweater.

“Hey where were you? It’s almost game time” Wanda asks as you jog up to her.

“Sorry, I went to see my parents before the game” you lie as you tie the bow onto your ponytail. Wanda motions for you to sit down on the bleachers so she could fix your bow. You do as what she said as Maria starts to do the run down.

“Don’t forget to point your toes, smile no matter what and Y/N don’t forget to drop the pom poms when we lift you for the pyramid! Last game of the season guys, let’s make this count!!” The girls cheer and start preparing to go out. As Wanda finishes your bow, you see Maria walk up to you.

“Hey Y/N, can we talk?” You look at her confused but nod in response as she leads you deeper inside the locker rooms.

“Okay, what’s up?” You ask as she looks around before looking back at you.

“Are you dating anyone in West High?” your eyes widen a fraction before you compose yourself, cocking your head to the side with a confused look.

“I already told you, my parents aren’t allowing me to date till college and even then, we have that rule so no” you explain as you start to pick at your hands.

Well okay that’s not a complete lie. Initially you really weren’t allowed to date in High School, promise, but Nat managed to wiggle her way into your heart and eventually your parents hearts when they saw how happy you were and how Nat would go out of her way to “woo” them as well since as she claims, it’s like marrying into the family.

Maria raises her eyebrow as she finally suspects you of lying. She sighs softly as she grabs her phone from her pocket. “Kelly sent me a photo of you just now with a West High player. Just tell me the truth”

Maria shows you the photo of you and Nat kissing under the bleachers just now, making you curse under your breath. “Gosh that bitch”

Maria looks at you with a raised eyebrow, waiting for you to explain. You sigh in defeat as you start fiddling with your fingers. “Okay fine yes Nat, she’s one of the baseball players and co-captain of West High. We’ve been dating for little over a year now but I swear it was really unexpected and… come on Maria I love her and this stupid absolute rule is ridiculous”

“The rule was made as a show of loyalty” she argues back. “As much as I also think the rule is bullshit, you still broke it. Thankfully, this is the last game of the season so you can still cheer tonight but tomorrow, you surrender your uniform and your title as co-captain okay?”

You sigh as Maria pats your shoulder before saying goodby and leaves you to check on the other girls. You see Wanda coming up to you, a curious look on her face.

“So it is true?” You nod slowly, scared that she’d get mad at you. But, you were pleasantly surprised when she laughs. “Gosh you could have just waited till after the game at least so you wouldn’t get caught? Seriously Y/N/N, you gotta be sneakier than that”

“Seriously?” You sigh in relief before smiling at your best friend. “That’s all you could have said?”

“Well, She basically let you off the hook by letting you cheer tonight. It’s the last game of the season so you’re only missing athlete’s night at the end of the year so honestly you’re not missing out” she smiles as she hooks her arm around yours and leads you to the field.

“Come on, let’s enjoy our last night as cheerleaders”

As the first half of the game ends and halftime starts, both teams are neck and neck with only 2 points as the difference. Nat’s currently in the game where once halftime ends and the next half starts, she’ll be one of the last ones to bater up and you’re not joking when you say you’re nervous as fuck.

West High’s cheer team just did their cheer routine and now it’s East High’s turn. You and your team run up to the field and go into positions. At the corner of your eye, you see Nat watching from where her team is currently huddled up. You smile slightly at that and the routine starts.

Your team’s routine is mostly stunts and hip hop so the moment the high beat music starts, the stadium goes crazy as your team starts as well. With all the throwing and dancing, it’s actually going really well and Nat’s just watching you in complete awe.

Due to the both of you being in 2 different High Schools, you rarely see each other’s games and it’s a treat for the both of you to watch the other doing what they love the most. It’s what Nat loves the most about you, your authenticity into the sport and how much joy and fun you radiate whenever you do your routines. It’s the same thing for you as well with Nat.

You knew getting into your relationship that Nat already has a university offer to be part of their athletic program which means her future is already set. Luckily for the both of you, you tried to apply for the same athletic program but for cheer and they accepted you as well, which is something you haven’t told Nat yet.

As you get into your position for the pyramid, your eyes meet with Nat and in that moment, you felt your world narrow down to just you and Nat. You watch her grin widely as she claps and cheers for you without even trying to hide the fact that you’re in rival schools. The purity and innocence your relationship has makes you feel lightheaded whenever you’re in her presence and it’s like nothing in the world matters except for her.

You were suddenly brought back to earth when you briefly hear Wanda ask if you’re ready before you’re thrown up into the air to hopefully land on top. Thankfully, you stick the landing with you on top of the pyramid as the entire stadium roars into chaos, cheering for you and the team.

As the music stops, you get lowered down to safety and run off the field as the teams start to jog back into the field. You managed to meet Nat half way and you both grin at each other.

Nat quickly says “Good job!” to you as you quickly say “Good luck!” while running past each other to not raise any suspicions. As you get back to the side to cheer for your home team, you finally get the chance to watch Nat play.

As the game progresses, both teams would surpass the other with 2 points at a time and it really starts to drive everyone up in excitement whenever a player comes up and Nat’s not an exception. Apparently, Nat’s the school’s heartthrob so when she came up to the plate, everyone from West High just started screaming and cheering for her. In true Nat fashion, she waves to the audience who screamed ‘we love you natasha’ making the girls of that cheer team basically fall over one another and claiming the wave was for them. You just chuckle at the view, knowing Nat will always come home to you.

As she prepares herself to hit the ball, her eyes quickly meet yours. She gives you a smile and a quick wink as she gets into position with the bat. You feel your heart skip a beat at that, smiling like a goof to yourself. The game is down to her to bring the trophy back to West High.

Nat attempts to hit the ball the first time and it was a miss. She shakes her shoulders slightly to loosen up, preparing for the next one. Another miss and now the team’s starting to get nervous because they can’t afford another miss. Nat takes a silent deep breath before focusing. The anticipation if Nat would hit the ball or not would make or break the score, causing everyone in the stadium to sit at the edge of their seats. It’s so silent that you could possibly hear a needle drop onto the ground. Everyone in the stadium is just quiet as they watch the ball as it flies towards and she swings the bat.

A hit.

The crowd goes absolutely nuts as she starts running base to base, dodging the other players who tries to tag her. You can’t help but scream for her to go faster until she slides at the home base with dust flying everywhere, obstructing the view for everyone. As the dust finally settles down, the referee sees Nat’s root at the edge of the plate as Steve holds the ball against the ground, an inch away from her.

The students from West High roars in cheers and the drummers playing their school cheer as Nat’s declared safe with everyone running down the bleachers and the plays running from the pit to cheer for their team. Confetti being thrown everywhere with fireworks blasting to the sky with the team colors. You run up to the crowd as you hear Maria yell for you to come back.

You try to squeeze your way in but to no luck as they lift Nat up in the air to cheer for her. You huff in annoyance as you try to find another way in. You were about to give up when you suddenly feel someone lift you up and twirl you around.

A fit of giggles erupt from your chest as you finally realize it was Nat, wrapping your arms around her neck as she holds you up with the biggest grin on her face.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you scared of the others finding out?”

“They already know! And I don’t care anymore, I just want to be with you” you explain as you wrap your legs around her waist. “I’m so proud of you!”

“Even if it means winning against your home team?” Nat teases as she gently wipes the dirt off your cheek. “I’m sorry that they kicked you out of the team, so close to athlete’s night too”

“It’s alright because soon, we’ll be playing for the same team so it wouldn’t matter honestly” you say excitedly and smirk as you see Nat process what you just said, who lights up the moment she finally got it.

“You got in?” She asks excitedly as you nod. She grins widely as she hugs you tightly then attacks your face with countless of kisses making you giggle happily as you try to stop her.

She puts you down, wrapping her arms around your waist as you wrap your arms around her neck. “Gosh I love you so much”

Your heart grows 5 times bigger at that, the thought of a possible future goes through your mind where at the end you’d have a family with Nat who’d also be playing softball. You smile lovingly at Nat, cupping her cheek gently.

“I love you too, my high school sweetheart”

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Wanda Maximoff/Reader - The One Where You Punch Tony Stark - Part IV

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Read on AO3 (Complete Work)

Thanks to @gingerbreadcookieforlife for letting me know i did not upload the entire work here.

Summary: When the rumors that you punched Tony Stark in the face spread around your school, some interesting events unfolded. Or enemies to Lovers in high School.

Warnings: 18+; Enemies to Lovers; Angry Sex; Underage Sex; High School AU; Violence; Fights; Inappropriate language; Fluff and Smut; minor mentions of Reader x Carol and Reader x Jessica Jones.

Notes: This work was already finished on AO3, but i forgot to continue this on Tumblr. I hope everyone who thought that was a one shot, enjoy the rest of it.

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Sometimes is just an epilogue

Dating Wanda Maximoff is not easy at first.

After your date on Saturday, you wake up late on Sunday, especially since you got home in the morning. Not even your mother's scolding that you broke your grounding can keep the silly smile off your lips.

You miss Wanda all the time, but you text each other for many hours.

And then the exam week begins, and you drag yourself through the halls, feeling very anxious.

Wanda smiles at you in the hallways, and Nat gives you a suggestive look, but you are almost late for your history test, so you don't have time to tell her.

Your calendar is a mess, and when you finally leave for break, Wanda texts you to meet her in the ladies' room.

Then you find yourself locked in a cabin, kissing Wanda Maximoff as if your life depended on it.

Things were heating up fast, you noticed. Your tongues bickered together as your hand was on Wanda's left breast, and she thrust her hips against you. And then the bell rang, and you grunted at having to let her go. Wanda laughed as she wiped her own lipstick from your face, and you helped wipe hers. She looked at you with a mixture of adoration and desire, and you resisted the urge to kiss her again.

It was hard to concentrate on anything for the rest of the day.

When the last period was finally over, you couldn't meet Wanda, because she had cheerleading practice and you had softball. You wished you could steal her away for yourself, but you couldn't.

This completely disconnected and rushed routine continued until the week was over. The universe seemed to be conspiring so that you didn't have enough time together, and the stolen kisses between classes and during breaks was leaving you frustrated and heated all day.

When you finished your last test of the evening, you went to the outside yard. Your cell phone vibrated when your mother texted you that she would accept the weekend shift, and you sighed knowing that you would have to cook. You thought about waiting for Wanda to come out of cheer practice, and almost choked when she sent you a picture wearing only her uniform skirt.

And then she asked you to meet her outside in the bleachers after the practice was over. You waited for her, a shy smile on your lips as you leaned against the same wall where you first had sex.

You waved ironically to the cheerleading squad girls who saw you standing outside as they left, but they said nothing. Wanda was the last to leave, and she jumped on you excitedly, kissing you on the mouth as you wrapped your arms around her waist.

- Hi. - You said between kisses.

- Hi. - She replied, smiling.

And then the kiss intensified, Wanda let her hands rest on your shoulders, and you squeezed her waist as your tongues met. She sighed, squeezing your jacket as you parted.

- Take me home. - She whispered breathlessly, and you nodded in agreement.

Wanda continues kissing your neck as you stumble through the front door. You struggle against the lock, your hands trembling as you feel Wanda's hand enter your blouse.

But you finally enter your home, and throwing your backpacks into the living room, you push Wanda against the door as you close it.

You let your hands go down to her ass, and squeeze as you lift her off the floor, and Wanda curls her legs against your waist, both of you moaning into each other's mouths.

Your tongues fight together intensely, and when Wanda separates your mouths for breath, you move your kisses down her neck.

She sighs and you bite her on a sensitive spot on her collarbone, eliciting a loud moan. She begins to run her hands up your waist, pulling up your blouse. You stop kissing her to remove it completely, throwing it to the floor of the room. You return your mouth to hers in the next second, feeling her thrust her hips against you. You change the rhythm of the kiss, letting your tongue slowly touch hers, while your hands reach inside her blouse. You let out a groan when you realize she is not wearing a bra, and squeeze her breasts immediately. Wanda lets out a hearty grunt against your mouth, and you grin mischievously.

You part your mouths to remove Wanda's blouse, and you are breathless at the sight of her bountiful breasts exposed.

Replacing your hand with your mouth, you bite the hard nipple of her right breast, and Wanda moans deeply as she throws her head back against the wall. You try to divide your attention with her two breasts, varying and biting. Wanda begins to move frantically against you in search of more friction, and you smile as you feel her try to open your pants with trembling hands.

As you move up your mouth, leaving wet kisses all over her neck, Wanda unbuckles your belt and unzips your pants, pushing them down. But she loses concentration when you bring your hand to her neck and squeeze lightly, bringing your mouths together again. You smile against the kiss, reaching down to pull up her skirt. But Wanda has her legs trapped firmly against your waist, and the contact is making you wet and throbbing. You grab her ass as you carry her toward your bedroom, not stopping kissing her.

You fall onto the bed, and having her underneath you makes your core tighten. You finally remove Wanda's skirt, running your lips down her neck as you do so. You feel her swing her legs around to remove the item completely. Your pants are loose against your waist, so you step back to take them off completely, returning to the bed afterwards.

You lie back against Wanda, kissing her intensely, but gently. She sighs against your lips.

Letting your hand move down her body, you reach for the cox of her panties, and gently pull the material down. Wanda trembles slightly, but you continue kissing her to calm her down. You pull away only to help her remove the item completely, and then you have her naked against you. Wanda gently beckons you to remove your bra, and you quickly take it off, wanting to feel the skin of her body against you.

When you lie back down, you both moan with your naked bodies against each other. Wanda makes you intoxicated. You bring your hands up to her neck, kissing her passionately. Then she starts to move under you, and you press your body down. Wanda moans with intensity, separating your mouths.

- Babe, please. - She begs breathlessly. - I need you.

You bring your faces together, catching her lower lip between yours, and then letting go. Wanda sighs.

- Tell me what you want, darling. - You whisper against her mouth. - You want my mouth?

Wanda nods between sighs, and you bring your mouths together again. And then you move your hand down to her breast, and squeeze, stopping kissing her.

- Where do you want my mouth? - you ask, and lower your kisses. - Here? - you ask as you kiss her breast. Wanda squirms, throwing her head back. You smile as you suck on her nipple, and then let go, moving your kisses down her belly. - Or here? - You continue down her thighs, the trail of wet kisses making Wanda clench her fists and sigh breathlessly. When you kiss her inner thighs, she whimpers. You have decided to put her out of her misery.

Wanda lets out a loud, deep moan as your tongue touches her swollen clitoris. She tastes so good, your eyes roll in their orbits as you taste her. You keep your hands on her thighs, holding her open for you, as you thrust your tongue deep inside her. Wanda moans out of breath, her hips thrusting upward in search of friction, but you maintain a steady rhythm as you lick her shallowly.

- Please. - She pleads with a whimper. You smile against her wet pussy, and then slide your tongue inside her. - Fuck, yes. - You hear her say breathlessly, and then you lick her again.

It doesn't take long for Wanda's body to go into shaky spasms, and she begins to moan and curse lowly. You force your tongue as deep as possible, and she moans loudly. When Wanda cums in your mouth, she screams your name.

You continue kissing against her pussy even after she comes, and Wanda tries to calm her breathing. You start to move your kisses up, and when you reach her mouth, she lazily responds to you, still recovering from her orgasm.

It takes a moment, but Wanda's kisses are intense again, and she turns you over on the bed, riding on your waist.

- It's my turn now. - She says between one kiss and another. You smile against the kiss, knowing that it wouldn't take long for you to reach your own orgasm, just the image of Wanda riding you was doing wonders.

When Wanda rubs her pussy on your lap, you see stars and your hands squeeze her thighs.

- What's it baby? - She asks repeating the movement, you moan against her mouth. - Do you like that?

And then she pushes her waist down hard, and you let out a loud moan, trying to reach her mouth, but Wanda pushes your shoulder forcing you back onto the bed. You look at her in wonder and she begins to move on your lap, both of you letting out heavy sighs at the sensation.

You squeeze her thighs hard, pulling her down and Wanda throws her head back, moaning with her mouth tightening as she rubs against you.

You begin to feel your orgasm approaching, your legs trembling and your body beginning to ignore your commands. Wanda is also close, but she continues to brush against you

You moan loudly as the climax hits you, throwing your head back on the bed. Wanda falls against you immediately afterwards, trembling just as much as you do. She gasps breathlessly against your neck.

You swallow hard as you try to recover, and then you feel Wanda giggle against your neck.

- God, what was that? - She says breathlessly as she lifts her head to look at you.

- Do you want to do it again? - You ask, and she bites her lip, nodding in agreement.

You then kiss, and you can't believe how lucky you are.

You only stop during the night. Wanda collapses against you, and you both fall asleep almost instantly.

The first time you wake up, she is wrapped around your waist, and judging by the darkness of the room, it is dawn. Then you close your eyes again.

When you wake up for the second time, Wanda is lazily kissing your collarbone, and you smile.

- Good morning. - you say with a husky tone. Wanda smiles against your skin, and then looks at you tenderly. You let your hand caress her back as she kisses you.

- Good morning. - She replies as you part. She leans against you, laying her face on your neck and entwining your legs. - Can we stay here forever?

- Yes. - You agree without hesitation, feeling Wanda smile at your collarbone.

- I'm hungry. - She speaks almost a second later, making you laugh.

- That was a fast forever. - You tease, and she lets out a giggle against your skin.

You get up at some point, and between finding clothes for you and Wanda to wear, and stealing kisses while trying to stay dressed, you lead her by the hand to the kitchen. You prepare eggs and bacon, because it's the only thing you know how to cook, and some coffee.

Wanda sits on the counter in the kitchen, and you lean on the sink, looking at her tenderly as you take a sip of your latte.

- A penny for your thoughts? - You joke as you watch her assume a thoughtful expression. Wanda bites her lower lip, holding back a smile.

- I told Pietro about us. - She declares, and you raise your eyebrows in surprise.

- Really? And how was it?

- Well. - she says with a smile. - Very well actually. He said you were a nice girl.

- Wow, he's completely wrong. - You joke, and Wanda giggles.

You fall silent again, and you realize that she is distracted. Leaving your mug on the counter, you move closer, getting between her legs as you use your hands to pull her hair away from her neck and put it back. She smiles, looking down.

- Tell me what's bothering you. - You ask gently, leaving your hands on the counter beside her. Wanda looks up, staring at you intensely.

- I don't know how to tell everyone at school. - she confesses. - I know I don't owe anyone any satisfaction, but I just…

You nod, bringing your hands to your cheeks. Wanda takes a deep breath, leaning into your touch.

- I have an idea. - You say, and give her a quick kiss on the lips before turning away, walking quickly to your backpacks that were forgotten in the middle of the room the day before. You look for Wanda's cell phone, and find it in her front pocket. Then you walk back to her, and hand her the device. Wanda looks at you with a raised eyebrow in confusion. - Make a publication. The whole school follows you. Publish a picture of us.

Wanda blinks in surprise, and then she puts down her cell phone to kiss you intensely. You almost forget what you were talking about. But then she pulls away.

- You're a genius. - She says, smiling at you. And then she unlocks the cell phone and turns on the camera. - How should we take the picture?

- I have no idea. - You remark with humor. She smiles, stealing a kiss from you. But you keep chasing after her mouth, and then you kiss her properly. When your tongue meets hers, Wanda sighs. You leave your hands on her waist, and at some point, you think you hear a clicking noise, but you don't let go.

When you slip your hands between Wanda's spread legs, she drops her cell phone against the counter.

Eventually on Sunday, Wanda leaves. You kiss her intensely against the door, and she wishes she could stay, but she really needs to get home.

Many minutes after she has left, and once you have showered and tidied up the house, you finally check your cell phone.

Many notifications flash up on the screen, and you let out a giggle, imagining the commotion that must have taken place. Only when you check an audio of Nat screaming you decide to see the photo that Wanda has posted.

It is a picture of you sleeping against her, while she strokes your hair. The caption just says "I want to be with you, in this moment, forever". You feel your cheeks flush, and quickly type to Wanda "did you know it's weird to take pictures of people sleeping" followed by a smiley face. Wanda replies you a few emoticons of giggles and devils, and you smile, trying to remember when you have ever felt as happy as you do now.

Going back to school on Monday is an interesting experience. But you are so happy to be with Wanda that you barely catch the glances and comments. She sent you a text saying she was going to be late, so you didn't wait for her at the entrance.

Natasha jumped on you the minute she saw you.

- My goodness, look at the expression of your face like you've been getting laid all weekend! - she exclaimed, making you laugh.

- Good morning to you too. - You said, opening your closet.

- Can you please tell me everything?

You looked at her with a suggestive look.

- Hmmm, everything. Are you sure?

She laughed, tapping you on the shoulder.

- Ha-ha, very funny. - She fought back, rolling her eyes. - Come on, tell me, are you two dating then?

And then you realize that you haven't asked Wanda that. And you frown. And seeing your expression, Nat lets out a laugh.

- Oh my God, you didn't ask? - she exclaims. - You really did have sex the whole time.

You shook your head, pushing the insecurity away. You closed your locker and held Nat's arm as you walked to class together.

- I think we are. - You say. - I just forgot to ask.

Nat laughs, but then she assumes a serious posture, you frown and look ahead, seeing Tony Stark walking towards you.

- Hey, Y/N. - He greets you, and you raise your eyebrows at his friendly demeanor. - What's up, huh?

- What's the matter, Stark? - you say snidely. Tony crosses his arms.

- I didn't come to fight with you. - He says. - I wanted to apologize.

You and Nat exchange an incredulous look, Tony shrugs, clearly uncomfortable.

- Okay, what do you want me to say? - You retort. - Your apology doesn't erase your actions.

- Yeah, I know. - he says. - But I wanted to apologize anyway. And that's it. See you around.

And he left. Nat turned to you at the same second.

- What the fuck was that? - she asked in a mixture of incredulity and humor. You just grimaced in total disbelief.

- I didn't understand anything either. - You say. - Let's get to class, I need to do some studying before the exam.

The chemistry test is the hardest so far. Professor Agatha has a look of mischief as she watches the students look downcast as they take their test, as if she is loving the suffering.

The vast majority of the class had already stood up, handed in the test, and left the room. When Wanda left, she looked at you, flashing you an encouraging smile.

You let out a sigh, looking at the clock. There were many exercises that you weren't sure you had done correctly, but you stood up, and handed the test to the teacher.

When you walked out into the empty halls, Wanda was waiting for you against the lockers, Pietro at her side.

You smiled at them both, dragging your feet, feeling mentally exhausted. Wanda held out her arms to you, and you hugged her as you buried your face in her neck, her warmth immediately calming you.

- Wow, you guys are cute. - teased Pietro. Wanda giggled, but you just breathed in her perfume.

- What's up, baby? - Wanda asked, and you nodded without moving away.

- Girls, I have to go. - says Pietro next. - I still need to memorize the dates of the American war, and I don't want to be the third wheel.

You and Wanda laugh, and it takes a moment after Pietro has left for you to pull away from Wanda as you leave your hands on her waist.

- Are you sure you're all right? - Wanda asked with a slight humor in her voice as she saw your tense posture.

- Are we dating? - you ask suddenly, and she blinks in confusion. -You let the words escape faster than your thoughts can form. -I wish we were, and I know we've talked about how we feel, but I know it's recent. I'll understand too if you don't want to.

Wanda cuts you off with a kiss on the mouth, while she leaves a hand on the back of your neck, running her fingers into your hair. The sensation sends chills through your body, but she breaks the kiss a short time later.

- Yes, I want to date you. - She asserts, and you smile, nodding. You steal short kisses from her, and when the bell rings, you both let out a disgruntled groan, breaking away.

The hallways start to fill up with students next, but that doesn't stop Wanda from stealing a few more kisses from you, completely ignoring the curious looks, before walking off down the hall.

You are surprised that Coach Xoliswa gives you her letter of recommendation before the last game even happens. But you thank her for her confidence, and turn toward the locker room, taking your uniform out of your bag.

Your teammate, Gamora, has recovered from her injury, and she wishes you good luck as you take the field.

The game is difficult, and you get a foul that almost takes you off the field. You concentrate on your breathing to control your temper. And your gaze goes to the crowd, and Wanda waves and smiles at you. When you return to the field, you score three points in a row.

A man in a suit comes to talk to you as soon as the game is over. He schedules an interview for admission to New York University. You are in shock when you receive the invitation, but you smile awkwardly, accepting the offer.

Your team has won the game and the girls jump on you in celebration. You kiss Wanda as she comes down from the bleachers. The team wants to celebrate at a local pizza place, so you and the girls go back to the locker room to shower and change. You get late because you go to Xoliswa's office and thank the coach for the opportunity.

When you are left alone in the showers, Wanda joins you.

- You scared me. - You say as you watch her standing a few meters from the cabin, biting her lip.

- I told everyone that we will meet them later. - She announces, and you frown in confusion, but swallow your question as Wanda steps forward and kisses you with intensity.

You groan against her mouth, and bring your hands to her waist.

- This is so risky. - You comment as you press her against the cabin wall. The water from the shower splashes against you, and you rush to remove Wanda's wet clothes.

- I know. - she says breathlessly. - But you were hot as hell in that field. - She confesses, sighing as she feels you run your hand down her body. - I needed to touch you.

- I'm all yours, dear. - You affirm before bringing your mouths together again.

Sex in the shower is hot. Wanda presses her body against you, and you sink your fingers into her, making her moan loudly against your neck. And then, she can't wait, and touches you too, burying two fingers in your throbbing pussy with a wicked smile on her face. You cum together, panting against each other's mouths.

When you join the team at the pizza place many minutes later, no one comments that Wanda is wearing your team winter clothes.

When you receive your acceptance letter to the university, many weeks later, you call Wanda.

You meet in the same place as your first date, but now you have a ring on your fingers, and you bring a towel and a picnic basket.

Wanda smiles against your mouth when you tell her that you two can go to the same university.

You think about getting an apartment, and maybe a job in a restaurant. Wanda jokes that you would look hot in your uniform.

As sunset arrives, a few hours since you arrived there, Wanda intertwines your hands. She whispers asking you not to let go, and you squeeze harder as you assure her that you're not going anywhere without her.

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kaunis-sielu · 2 years

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Sidelines: Let’s Dance

@also-fangirlinsweden thanks for the prompt!

You’re so excited for your first night off. You’d think that with all the dancing that you and your friends do the last place you’d want to go is a club. It’s one of the nicer places in town, a fifteen dollar cover, unless you know someone, and of course Natasha knows someone.

“Mason!” She calls and a man turns and gives her a wide smile.

“Bratty Natty. How’s it going?”

“I told you not to call me that.” She grumbles punching him in the arm. “I bring you pretty girls, you don’t call me that.”

“Why do I feel like I’m being pimped out?” You ask Wanda who laughs as Nat turns her blue eyed glare onto you.

“Only a little. You’re the new rookie that knows her stats huh?”

“Cat.” You tell him with a smile he reaches a hand out for yours and you give it. He spins you eyeing you with a little half smirk.

“Nice.”

“Careful, Mase. Rogers already has her number.” Natasha warns lowly. You don’t argue, mostly because you don’t like the way he’s looking at you. You pull your hand from his grasp and move back next to Wanda who is looking at Mason with disgust.

“All the pretty ones are taken.” He pouts before taking a drink off of the bar. “Just don’t tell anyone, flirt with some guys, have some drinks and have fun ladies.” He says before giving you a little wink.

“That,” you say folding your arms over your chest, “was so fucking uncomfortable I need a shower.”

“Sorry. He’s usually not like that, I can tell him to fuck off.” Nat says with a scowl over her shoulder.

“You basically did telling him I’m Steve’s.” You grumble as you tug at the bottom of the spaghetti strap teal dress you’re wearing. It suddenly feels way too exposing with the low v-cut that shows off some cleavage and the body con crisscross skirt that hits just about mid thigh.

“If he makes you feel gross again I’ll punch him in the face.” Yelena, Natasha’s sister, promises. It’s her first night in the city after being hired to be the new manager for the Avengers cheerleaders. You already adore the feisty blonde.

You all get a round of drinks then hit the dance floor. The music is pumping, more and more bodies come into the club. You’re surprised because you’d never have paid a fifteen dollar cover to get into a bar. You’ve mostly danced with the girls but a couple of braver men have come up to your circle and attempted to keep up. So far they’ve all slowly faded away when their grinding against you or your friends has failed to impress any of you.

Then he shows up, you don’t look at the man behind you but he feels big. He moves well, follows your body and how you roll your hips to the beat. He doesn’t grind up against you, there’s actually room between you and him. Not a lot but enough where you don’t have him plastered against you. You glance at Natasha who has a pleased little half smirk on her face.

That’s when you see who she’s dancing with. Clint Barton. You spin around and see a pleased Steve Rogers.

“When did you get here?”

“About a half hour ago. When the last guy was all up on you. Figured you could use a break.” Steve says curling a hand around your waist and pulling you gently closer to him. “Mason is watching. Wouldn’t want him to think Nat’s a liar would you?” He purrs and you stare up at him.

“How?”

“Nat texted Clint, Clint told me.” He says pulling your body flush against his with that single hand on the small of your back. You press one of your hands to his chest and your other arm goes on his shoulder.

He moves so well, you’re honestly surprised that he can dance like this. You lose yourself in him, those blue green eyes of his seem to hypnotize you. It’s like it’s only you and him in the room, Steve rests his forehead on yours and you close your eyes. Then Steve shocks the hell out of you again and gently brushes his lips against yours.

“Steve.” You breathe, you want him so badly but Peggy would find out.

“I know Sweetheart.” He mutters back, “I’ll convince you I’m worth it. Sooner or later.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You have no reason to be Sweetheart.”

“Just, can we just have this moment please?”

“Yea.” He agrees softly, just so you can hear him above the music.

This is a series of one shots. If you have an idea for Cat and Steve please PLEASE send them in.

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sazc94 · 3 years

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The Three Times James "Bucky" Barnes Broke your heart

This was inspired by @msmarvelwrites 2k Writing Challenge because I'm a sucker for Taylor Swift especially sad Taylor Vibes. I chose the all too well lyrics.

Apparently, I can't do anything small so it's in two parts.

Part 2 Here

Pairs Bucky x Reader and Pietro x Reader. (Not at the same time)

No smut but mentions of sex so 18+

Themes: highschool, cheating, college/uni. Friendship

Words 5659 its Suburban AU.

Winter 2018

You sat on the window seat, head resting on the cool glass a mug of hot chocolate between your hands. Winter in New York was something else, the way everything sparkled in the blanket of snow. This wasn’t your first December in the “Big Apple” but it was your first after moving here. Like the walking cliché you were you had moved here for a Fresh Start, after being offered a once in a lifetime opportunity of working for Tony Stark. You hadn’t planned on taking the job working as head of advertising for Stark Industries. The idea of moving from your small town in Michigan away from your family, everyone you knew and loved, and most importantly away from your best friend and your on-again-off-again boyfriend Bucky seemed ludicrous. You knew James or Bucky as he was to those who knew and loved him would never leave Michigan not if it meant leaving her.

James and you had been friends since, well as since long as you could remember. You had lived on the same street, gone to the same schools, played in the streets on your bikes when you were 8, played in the local park between the ages of 10 and 12. When you both hit 13 everyone assumed you would both either stop being friends or would fall romantically in love. Neither of those happened at least not right away. You two carried on hanging around each-others houses, playing video games and watching movies. Bucky had always been fiercely protective over you, his blue eyes narrowing at anyone who dared to pick on you when you were younger. His eyes would light up when you walked into the room, he loved Friday nights saved just for the pair of you to watch cheesy horror films, lounge around his sofa and stuff your faces with popcorn.

2008

Everything changed when you were 15, you and Bucky had always been inseparable, when no one asked you to combined Prom in your Freshman year, Bucky had surprised you. Showing up at your house dressed in a suit and tie with a white rose corsage, his long brown hair slicked back. You walked downstairs in your ballet slipper pink chiffon dress, your locks twisted into an intricate bun, this was the first time you’d worn heels and you nearly missed the bottom step when you saw Bucky in his Grey Suit stood in your living room. Bucky had tried out for the football team and obviously to no ones’ surprise had become the Star QB. As a result of that Bucky’s grey suit stretched across his muscular frame. Once you’d saved yourself from falling face-first down the last stair you walked over to Bucky grinning like a fool. “Bucky, what, what are you doing here? I thought you were going with Sam and Pietro and the rest of the football team” you said. “Well, I couldn’t leave my best girl flying solo at our first prom now, could I?” Bucky grinned down to you. “Besides the rest of the guys were meeting dates at the dance, so I told them I’d meet them there with you” you felt yourself blush at Bucky’s term of endearment. You and Bucky posed for photos for your Mum and Dad, your Dad trusted Bucky like his own son so there was no awkward father stare down there, you even had your curfew extended to 2 am.

The prom itself was magical, Bucky introduced you to his teammates and their dates. Sam was there with a cheerleader, Jane Foster she was friends with the cool alternative girl Wanda Maximoff who was Pietro’s twin sister they were Sophomores but made you feel welcome at their table. Complimenting your hair and shoes. Pulling you onto the dancefloor to dance with them and the rest of the cheerleaders and co to the pumped-up pop songs that blasted out. The way the gym had been transformed was nothing short of breath-taking, led fairy lights strung up in waves from the ceiling, silver stars hanging against the velvet blue backdrops made you believe you were spending the night under the stars. When the music changed to a slow song -Tim McGraw by an up-and-coming artist Taylor Swift. The Group of girls surrounding you soon dissipated to slow dance with their respective others. You started to make your way back to the table you’d been sat at, happy to finally take a breather when you felt someone tug on your wrist. You turned around fully prepared to slap whatever creep had felt it suitable to touch someone they didn’t know but your face softened to find the familiar blue-eyed, muscular brunette smirking at you. “Miss Y/N” may I have this dance?”, he asked. “Why certainly, MR James Buchanan Barnes” you replied chuckling to yourself. Bucky cocked an eyebrow at the use of his full name before pulling you tight towards him. He wrapped your arms around his neck before wrapping his around your waist. Your breath caught in the back of your throat, you and Bucky had never been this intimate, sure still hugged and had kissed each other on the cheek when you were like 5, but this felt different. The way Bucky enveloped you, the scent of his aftershave mixed with his mum’s washing powder he smelt like cherry blossom mixed with sandalwood. You rested your head on Bucky’s chest, closing your eyes deciding to take this all in. A small smile tugged on your lips as you felt Bucky stroke your hips. You didn’t know it, but he looked at you with such love and adoration and his heart squeezed watching you rest your head on his chest the smile on your pale pink lips. Bucky moved his right hand from your waist and brought it to your cheek, slightly stroking it before lifting your face to look him in the eyes. His eyes shone with affection; his eyes so blue like the ocean you felt like you were drowning in them. Then his lips were on yours crashing against your slightly chapped lips, you cursed yourself for not wearing Chapstick like the cheerleaders and Wanda did. However, as the kiss deepened, and you felt Bucky’s left-hand grip on you together and you melted into the kiss everything else faded away. Bucky drew back and looked at you. Your smile dazzling him as your eyes shone back at him. Neither of you said a word as he pulled you back to his chest whilst the DJ played another slow song.

2009 - 2010

Bucky and you dated from the end of your Freshman year right up until the summer before your senior year. Bucky and you had been inseparable for most of your High School life, he even convinced you to try out for the cheerleading squad in your Junior year, usually you sat on the Side-lines with Wanda and Carol Danvers, it wasn’t that you didn’t want to be a cheerleader it's just you were comfortable being “Bucky’s Girl” the one everyone knew without being in the spotlight, however after Wanda and Carol egged you on saying that you had the moves you went for it. You surprisingly made the squad. You couldn’t wait to tell Bucky, warmth spreading through your cheeks at the thought of how he’d be so proud. You decided to keep it quiet until you had your uniform. Jane and the girls had also promised to keep their mouths shut until you’d had the chance to surprise him. So, when homecoming rolled around, and you got your uniform for the first time you went along to the locker rooms where the football team would be heading off to change before the big pep rally. You stood against the wall one foot pressed against it, your knee bent whilst you waited. You heard Sam and Pietro before you saw them. They turned the corner roughhousing one another playfully. “Looking good Y/N” Sam shouted as he clocked you in your brand-new uniform. “looks like Bucky’s personal cheerleader now cheers for us all,” he said walking over to you and enveloping you in a hug. You giggled and at that moment Bucky Turned the corner with Peter Parker a freshman. He couldn’t see your uniform from the way that Sam’s body was covering yours, but he saw your face and started running down the hallway to you. As Sam and Pietro headed inside, he finally got to see the big reveal, he stopped in his tracks for a second. His eyes taking in every inch of your body, the skirt shorter than anything you owned, the top hugging your curves. He ran over to you picking you up and spinning you in the air as you squealed. “I knew you could do it Doll,” he said as he peppered kisses over your head, cheek, and lips. You blushed at his praise. Your Junior year with Bucky was a blur, between the football games, classes, parties’ dates with Bucky you felt like time was rushing past. You Even won Prom King and Queen at your Junior Prom. To no one’s surprise. However, that summer everything changed.

Summer 2010

You were on holiday with your family, visiting your grandparents in Miami. Every year you for as long as you could remember you and your family would spend the last 3 weeks of summer break at your grandparents. You had begged Bucky to come with you as he had in the past, however, due to football camp, he had been unable to swing it. “Hey, I’m sorry doll, it’s just coach said if I didn’t go he wouldn’t consider me for team captain,” he said hugging you from behind as you sat on your porch steps, his chin resting on your head. He had sworn to you that you would text every day and would skype at least once a week for the three weeks you were there. However, after the first week, Bucky’s texts had become less and less frequent. He’d only Skyped you once and you’d get texts from Various friends asking where you were as you weren’t at the latest party. On the final night of your holiday, as you walked along the beach by yourself taking in the last of the holiday feel your phone rang, you looked down it, confused when the caller Id said, Jane. “Hey, babe. Look I’m not sure how to say this” but uh we’re at a small party at Wanda and Pietro’s there’s about 15 of us, including this friend of mine Nat and uhm well, Bucky’s pretty wasted and well after I noticed I hadn’t seen him for a while I went looking for him”. Jane’s voice sounded stressed. You squeezed your eyes shut as tears tried to escape, not liking where this was going. “And uh, oh god I’m really sorry girl, but I, I kind of walked in on them fucking” Jane blurted it out, going for the band-aid approach as if saying it quicker would make it the cut sting any less. You didn’t say anything, you just stood there staring out the black ocean, the warm sand between your toes, feeling your heartbreak. You couldn’t believe it. Your sweet protective Bucky who had beaten up Miles Morales in 8th Grade for standing you up for an arcade date and breaking your heart. “I, I, I got to go my flights early tomorrow. My, my family will be wondering where I am” you stumbled over your words trying to get off the phone as quick as possible not wanting anyone to hear you cry.

Senior year was one of the most painful years, Bucky had met you at your house the day you got back, sitting on the wooden steps to your porch. He looked like he had barely slept, much like you. You were an only child, but your older cousin who was transferring to Michigan State University for his second year had come home with you. He took a look at Bucky and then back at you, you nodded telling him it was fine and that you had this. He walked inside but not before muttering punk under his breath. Bucky winced, he looked at you his blue eyes that once shone with nothing but love and adoration for you, now looked blank, empty, and almost unrecognisable. His brown hair which he had cut in his Sophomore year looked a mess. He started towards you, but you held your arm out.

“Don’t,” you said. He looked crestfallen and his heart shattered as you struggled to hold yourself together. “Doll, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me, please, look at me, ill make it up to you, it will never happen again” he pleaded with you, his ocean blue eyes stared at your red brimmed eyes, cheeks puffy and streaked from all the crying over the last 16 hours. “Just don’t” You warned him. “Look, baby, it was a mistake, it meant nothing to me” he continued to plead despite your warning reaching out for your hand. His words hit you like a knife, you two hadn’t slept together yet and here he was claiming this meant nothing. You wrenched your hand free from him his touch burning you with his betrayal. “It meant nothing. It meant nothing!?! If it meant nothing you wouldn’t have slept with this Natasha James” you whispered. Bucky flinched at the use of his real name. Oh, how you wanted to shout, thrash scream at him and tell him you would forgive him, but you couldn’t. You had looked up the girls Instagram that night when you laid in bed crying and you couldn’t help but compare yourself to her the gorgeous read head with curves in all the right places. You started to walk towards your house. Unable to keep the tears back and not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing you cry, Bucky called out for you, pleading with you. “I thought you loved me James, but it clearly meant something to you, or else you wouldn’t have thrown away two years of dating and 12 years of dating for sex with someone that wasn’t me, we were meant to be each other’s firsts, but you decided you couldn’t wait to get your dick wet so you went and fucked this chick you’ve known for what 5 minutes?” you cried out in anger, Bucky flinched again as if you’d slapped him. “Actually, I met her last year at one of our away game parties” he mumbled, his feet kicking the dirt around his feet. “I think you should leave” you whispered, choking back a sob before you ran into your house slamming the door behind you.

You and Bucky barely spoke that entire final year of school, you had been voted cheer Captain at the end of the summer semester, much to Jane’s approval, and you loved being a cheerleader, so you threw yourself into that as well as the school’s production of Little Shop of Horrors. You cheered at the games putting on your show face and hyping up the crowds. You wowed in the role of Audrey in the show, avoided parties with the football team and buckled down focusing on your exams and audition for the performing arts programme at the University of Michigan. After Bucky had realised, he was never going to get you to forgive him he had ended up dating Natasha. The news hit you like a sucker punch to begin with but after meeting up with Wanda, Carol, and Jane during the spring break you made your peace with it. You even smiled at Bucky in the hallways when you saw each other. By the time Graduation rolled around you had healed.

November 2011

You ended up getting into the University of Michigan on a partial scholarship thanks to your cheerleading and you were enjoying the performing arts programme, the performing arts programme at the Uni had really blown up after the whole viral “A Very Potter Musical” back in 2009 and you were thrilled to be there. You had settled right in making friends with a young lad from your course Loki Laufeyson right away. He was attractive in an unconventional way, with long black hair, a tall skinny frame but he still had muscles. You two had been cast opposite each other in Romeo and Juliet during your first year and had become good friends. You even ran into Pietro frequently he had gotten a football scholarship and couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw you on the sidelines one November game. Pietro didn’t really “do” social media and hadn’t paid any attention to Wanda as you had told her, after Bucky’s betrayal you hadn’t spoken much with Sam or Pietro, after all, they were his friends and were now Uni students. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t Bucky’s girl,” he said grinning at you after the game, ruffling your hair like you were 5 again. You couldn’t help but wince at the old pet name, everyone in the group had called you it, Sam, Wanda, Carol even Jane but you hadn’t been Bucky’s girl for a year, well longer if you take into consideration the fact he’d been chatting with Natasha on and off for the entire year before they slept together. “It’s just Y/N” or you can call me cutie you said winking at Pietro, he chuckled. “How about I just call you tomorrow?” he retorted, you felt yourself blush. Pietro had always been a cocky confident guy, his silver-blonde hair covering his ice blue eyes, he had always been a hit with the ladies, but he seemed that bit more attractive, slightly leaner, still confident but not arrogant. You shrugged before pulling out a sharpie from your bag, you wrote down your number on his arm. He cocked his head puzzled. “I changed it last year after Bucky wouldn’t stop blowing it up with apology texts,” you said simply. Before Pietro could respond you ran off to join the rest of your squad and headed for the changing room.

True to his charm and word, Pietro called you the next day offering to be your personal guide and show you all the hidden beauty spots of the campus. You accepted; even though you had been here for two months already. You walked around the campus and had a great time, you felt yourself really relaxing and laughing at his corny jokes and the way he wiggled his silver eyebrows at you whenever he made a bad joke. You couldn’t remember the last time you laughed, and you meant really laughed, the kind of clutched over struggling to get air into your lung’s laughter that the Silver-haired, blue-eyed cutie gave you. By the time Pietro had finished his tour the sun was beginning to dip, he walked you back to your dorm ever the gentleman. However, this time when your hands brushed against each other he grabbed your hand and spun you around. His hand was cool and smooth, a stark difference to Bucky’s warm calloused hands. The pair of you walked back hand in hand in comfortable silence. When you got to your dorm you leant against your door, your eyes meeting Pietro’s ice blue eyes, the almost sparkled. Pietro positioned himself so that he had one hand above your head, the other to your side trapping you between the door and himself. He leant down and kissed you. It was soft and delicate, his cool lips sucking the air out of your lungs. He pulled away winking at you before he sauntered off to join his teammates at some frat party.

That was the beginning of a three-year relationship with Pietro, you two had been on multiple dates, some official, some were just bumping into each other at the same party and then spending the rest of the evening together all through November and early December of your first year. He even came to support you at your Cheerleading competitions. Neither of you had put a label on it, but he had changed his home screen to a picture of the pair of you, it was one captured by Peter Parker, funnily enough, he was visiting the Uni with his photography club and captured the moment Pietro had picked you up after the Wolverines won their 6th game. He spun you around before dropping you down and kissing your forehead. Pietro didn’t know that you had seen his home screen. However as you were both travelling home for the Holidays you had agreed to travel together, Pietro had offered to drive but you had refused. Telling him that it would be easier for you to drive as you would be running lines late and therefore you could swing by his apartment on the way out of town. It was only a short drive to Dearborn but with the extra holiday traffic, you estimated it would take at least an hour to get to your parents. You connected your iPod to the car via AUX and pulled up your playlist you had made for the drive. You avoided all Christmas songs, and you were sick of them they played everywhere you went. Instead, you opted for Taylor Swift, damn she had blown up since 2008.

After about 30 minutes of driving as you hit the peak of the holiday traffic, you leant over to turn down the volume of your music. Comfortable with the pace of the traffic, you turned your head to Pietro. “So,” you began. “What’s up Bunny?” Pietro asked snapping his eyes up from his phone. “Well, I just thought now might be a good time to talk, we’re obviously going to run into a lot of our old friends, and there’s no way Wanda won’t know something is going on here, and I, I saw your lock screen,” you said, you could feel yourself blush, there was something about Pietro, he made you feel like a high school sophomore all over again. “So you were wondering what we are?” the amusement in Pietro’s voice didn’t escape your notice, you could feel yourself getting embarrassed. Of course, he was a college Sophomore, you two had never had the exclusive talk, how could you be so silly. You stared straight ahead focusing on the slow-moving traffic. Oh god, you wanted to die. Pietro noticed the change in your demeanour and instantly felt bad, he grabbed your right hand from the steering wheel. “Hey Bunny, look at me,” he said softly, you turned your head to face him. “We are exclusive, we are a couple, I’m sorry you felt the need to ask, but I adore you, so we are a thing,” he said stroking circles on the back of your hand. You smiled and nodded to yourself.

Almost everyone had made it back for the Holidays, excluding a few people, Bucky, Carol, and Jane, they all had their reasons, but you couldn’t help but feel a little sad that Carol and Jane had been unable to make it back. Wanda was elated for you and Pietro, to your surprise she threatened Pietro and not you. Christmas break came and went all too quickly. Pietro even brought you a small gift even though he didn’t celebrate Christmas, what with being Jewish. He was also very touched at your gift a small, framed copy of the photo of his lock screen, only in black and white except for the ribbon in your hair, the number on his Jersey matching his number painted on your cheek. The next year also seemed to rush by, between keeping on top of your studies, your rehearsals for the play, football matches, nationals for your cheerleading competition. It felt like you had barely any time to breathe.

2012

The summer between your 1st year and 2nd year was a small respite, Pietro had decided to stay in his apartment for the summer, he had a summer job and you decided to stick around after trying out for a local theatres summer production of Grease, unsurprisingly you had been cast as Patty Simcox a cheerleader. “How ironic, my little cheerleader playing a cheerleader” Pietro joked. You just rolled your eyes at him, that night Pietro stayed in your dorm, you were going to have to move out for the summer, your roommate for the year had decided she was going to move into her Sorority House next year and was going home for the summer. You and Pietro were cuddled up on the sofa watching Grease, you had your legs over Pietro and the arm of the sofa. To your surprise, Pietro had confessed he’d never seen it and had asked you to watch it with him so he could see who you would be playing. You let out a sigh. “What’s up bunny?” he asked not taking his eyes of the movie, he was rubbing small circles on your legs. “Student housing emailed me today, they said since Sophie is moving out and going home for the summer. I can’t stay in my dorm this summer. I’m trying to figure out where to go as the apartment I want to rent isn’t available until August” you said, blowing your hair out of your face. “Move in with me for the summer,” Pietro said without skipping a beat. “We’re not going to be around much in the daytime, you’ve spent a lot of nights at mine recently and it’s just for the summer, theirs a spare bedroom where you can store your stuff, and Wanda will be visiting in 3 weeks, it’s no big deal,” he said as he continued rubbing circles on your legs. You stared at him for a moment, your mind racing. “Okay,” you said nervously biting your lip. “Okay, I’ll move in for the summer,” you said again this time sounding surer of yourself. You picked up the remote and pressed pause on the DVD. You and Pietro had been dating for most of the school year, and he had been nothing but a gentleman never pressuring you for more than you were comfortable with, he knew Bucky had hurt you and you still hadn’t had sex yet as a result of it. You stood up a peeled of your jumper, Pietro cocked his head with his cute, puzzled expression. You didn’t say anything, instead, you removed your athletic shorts leaving you in nothing but one of Pietro’s football jerseys and your panties. You walked to your bedroom. Pietro didn’t move. After a few moments of waiting for him to follow you walked to your door frame and coughed, Pietro looked at you. “Well, are you coming or not handsome?” you asked leaning against your frame, so his jersey rid up slightly exposing the skin of your stomach. Pietro chucked his phone on the sofa before throwing you over his shoulder. That night you and Pietro had sex for the first time.

December 2012

Summer came and went in a blur of a heatwave, and lots of sex. You moved into your apartment off-campus, you spent a lot of time hanging out with Loki between classes, throwing ideas back and forth for an original piece you had to work on for the spring showcase. Pietro and you would always ride to games together, with Pietro being in his third year, the team bus rides were no longer compulsory and as the college couldn’t afford for the squad to have a bus you had to make your own way to the away games anyway. You and Pietro had driven home for Winter break, your family had decided to head to Boston this year, that way your cousin could see his family, however as you and Pietro had a game two days after New Years it didn’t make sense for you to fly out for such a short period off time. This was your first Christmas in years where you wouldn’t be seeing your family, or even celebrating really. However, Wanda and her Mum had insisted Pietro bring you home with him for the winter break. So that was how you found yourself sat in Pietro and Wanda’s basement drinking beer and hanging out with the old gang along with some new faces. Carol had brought home her girlfriend Valkyrie, Jane and Sam were there, even Peter Parker who was now a senior was there he’d even brought his girlfriend Gwen with him. Wanda had brought home her Boyfriend James or Vision as he was affectionately known. Wanda was studying Fashion in NYC; Vision was studying IT and was a whiz with technology. You were cuddled up in the corner of the sofa with Pietro, he was playing some game with Sam and Peter and you were scrolling through your IG feed. Taylor Swift’s latest Album Red playing through the speakers. Pietro had groaned but with Sam being a secret Swifty he was quickly outvoted. You kissed Pietro’s cheek getting up to grab another bottle of beer each. You were technically underage for another few months, but Wanda’s mum had said if you were going to drink whilst you were here, she’d rather you did it under her roof in a safe controlled manner.

You heard him before you saw him. Being the gracious guest you are, you had noticed the beer was low in the fridge, so you were restocking it when you heard Bucky’s familiar laugh. You may have made peace with what Bucky had done but other than a quick congratulations and farewell at Graduation you hadn’t spoken since that summer back in 2010.

Bucky walked over to the fridge, you had changed your hair colour since you’d last seen him at Graduation in 2011, your usual hair was now a chocolate brown, you had your head in the fridge still when he coughed. “Hi I’m Bucky,” he said. You took a deep breath, grabbed three bottles of beer and pulled your head out of the fridge, turning around to face him. “I’m well aware who you are, Bucky,” you said handing him a beer. Bucky’s eyes widened as his ocean blue eyes reached yours. “Hey Buck,” you said softly. “Y/N. I didn’t recognise you” he grinned, moving to hug you. You let it happen, standing stiffly in his arms. “Yeah it's been a minute, how’s school, and Natasha, I heard you got into UDM?” you asked shooting him a smile before twisting the lid of your bottle. “Yeah, I did. Schools great kicking my ass a bit and Natasha and I broke up actually” he said avoiding eye contact with you. You and Bucky made polite conversation for a few minutes Pietro finished up his game with Sam and Peter, noticed you hadn’t returned so made his way over to you and Bucky. “Hey Bunny,” he said kissing the corner of your head before wrapping his arms around you. “Hey Buck, long time no see!” Pietro said. Bucky stood frozen for a few seconds processing what he had just witnessed. “Hey, Pietro Yeah. It's been a hot minute, so you two are a couple? You guys look cute congrats. Oh man, wow is that Peter over there? I barely recognise him I’m going to go say hey. Catch you guys later!” Bucky said practically running over to Peter. You turned around and kissed Pietro. “Come on Quicksilver, let’s see if I can beat you at Mario Kart,” you said pulling him over to the sofa.

December 2012 – August 2014

Winter break came and went. Your second year at Uni whizzed past. Pietro even joined you and your family for your annual summer vacation in Miami, your grandparents were getting on a bit so you decided to skip the summer production of Hairspray. By the time, your third year rolled around you and Pietro settled into a routine between school, studying, games and rehearsals you would steal kisses in the hallways, meet one another at classes with hot drinks, coffee for Pietro not that he needed a boost of energy and usually a hot chocolate for you. After football games, Pietro would drive you back to his apartment. If it were a rare free evening, you’d curl up with a movie at yours. Hanging onto the small moments of peace. You both knew Pietro was going to be moving to New York after he graduated. He’d been studying business and was going to start a fashion company with Wanda. You also both knew that long-distance wasn’t going to work, you’d been majoring in performing arts, but you had also been taking extra courses to help with a career in advertising as a backup. Saying your goodbyes to one another sucked ass. You and Pietro had left your annual Miami holiday a week early to spend a week in Florida visiting the Theme Parks, Wanda and Vision were also going to meet you there. Neither of you had grown up exceptionally wealthy, but Wanda and Pietro’s dad Max Eisenhardt had reached out to them a few years back and had insisted on paying for the four of you to have a group vacation. He had tried to convince Wanda and Pietro to book a holiday in Germany where he was living but they had refused. Pietro had already packed up his apartment and moved most of it back to his family home whilst you finished up school for the year. He had been staying with you for the summer before joining you on your vacation so when you headed to the airport it was time to say your goodbyes. “Be good Bunny, don’t cause too much mischief with Loki and stay in touch. I love you my little Bunny” he said wiping the tears from your eyes. You couldn’t say anything, so you just held him tight and cried.

Tagging the bestie @lannycleave because I have promised to write a sad Steve one as a way to punnish myself

Part 2

#bucky x reader #pietro x reader #avengers au #marvel #marvel au #avengers fanfiction #𝐦𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬𝟐𝐤 #bucky barnes fluff #pietro maximoff fluff #bucky barnes fanfiction #pietro maximoff fanfiction #natasha x bucky

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「KISSED BY FIRE」

Wanda Maximoff/Female Reader

SUMMARY: Y/N comes from a small town in the middle of nowhere. She’s never known love or real kindness until she met Wanda, but fears she’ll never be able to express it. After all, someone as stunning as Wanda would never feel the same way about her. Right...?

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This started out as a writing exercise to get back in the practice of writing, so the entire first half is just somewhat pointless backstory of Y/N. Sometimes, though, pointless writing is the most fun writing.

TW: Implied homophobia (from bad guys), fire.

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You always felt different. Different from your siblings, different from the other girls at school. It wasn’t a bad different, not really, not at the heart of it all, but still…different. You grew up in a small town in the middle of nowhere, where everyone knew everyone, and worse yet, everyone knew everything.

And they all knew you were different, too. You didn’t connect with the other kids in town. There was always something lacking, like you were on a different wavelength. You’d sit there in your third-grade class and listen to the other kids talk about what they wanted to be when they grew up, and who they would fall in love with and marry and who had a crush on who, and you didn’t get it.

By the time sixth grade rolled around, a boy had a crush on you. His name was Alex, and he was taller than most of the boys your age and, according to all the other girls, quite the catch. He was tall and lean and had shaggy brown hair and all the other girls were quite jealous that he took such a liking to you. You, of all people! The weird girl.

But the weird girl didn’t like him back. No one could figure out why—not him, not the other girls, and least of all you. Why didn’t you like him? He wanted to know, they wanted to know, and you wanted to know. But you simply didn’t like him. It was like you couldn’t.

The older you got the more things seemed to come into focus. You started to realize what made you different. There was a burning inside of you that no one else you knew felt; not your friends, not your family, not anyone in the whole town. It was tenth grade by then, and you felt it not when you looked at Alex (who was long since over you), but when you looked at the girl on his arm. A cheerleader, with her short skirts and blonde hair and pink bubblegum. Her name was Rebecca, and at first when you saw Rebecca, you thought you wanted to be her. Or maybe be her friend? Or…a cheerleader like her? You wanted to be something to her, but you didn’t know what…not at first, at least.

One day it hit you all at once, a crushing weight coming down on top of you. If you had friends, a friend would have told you sooner, but you didn’t have friends, so you had to find out through an acquaintance, and even the word acquaintance is a little too strong. He was a guy, and you were a girl, and he’d sit at your table at lunch and bother you, and you would tolerate him because eating lunch alone every single day did, tragically, get boring after so long. His name was Zach, not that it mattered.

He told you the rumors. He heard one of Rebecca’s friends, Jamie, say it at church. Another girl had agreed with her, and then two boys did, too. Soon all the parents wanted to know what was going on. So Zach told you the things they said about you, the names they called you, what would happen to you. Where you would go—the same place “people like you” would go.

You cried in the bathroom the rest of lunch and most of the next period. Zach, ever diligent to a fault, stood outside the restroom door and waited. You didn’t care. You were different. The church people were right about you. You knew it. And now everyone else knew it, too. You were already weird, an outcast in a town with no past and no future. The fire inside of you burned brighter than ever as you locked yourself in that stall and cried.

“I know you’re upset,” Zach said when you came out of the restroom at last, “but I can help you.”

“How could you possibly help me?” you asked, puffy eyes and pink lips.

“The Winter Formal is coming up. Let me take you.”

Your heart sunk at the thought he had told you this with ulterior motive. “What? Why?”

“I’m a guy. If we go together, they won’t be able to spread those rumors anymore.” He stood there, waiting for an answer. And when he didn’t get one, he added, “So? Whaddaya say?”

That’s how you ended up at the senior Winter Formal with some sweaty, ultimately forgettable kid named Zach. Rebecca was there, too, and so were Alex and Jamie and all the rest of them. They all stared at you. They always stared at you. Nothing could change that. Not a nice dress, not doing your hair, not putting on makeup, and not even walking in arm in arm with Zach whatever-his-name-was.

The rest of the dance was a blur. The music was too loud and the air was too hot and you wanted desperately, so desperately, to go home. Then someone made a joke, a mean joke directed at you, and you had no comeback. Then someone laughed, and then someone else, and soon everyone was laughing at you. Kiss from a Rose was playing—you hated that song—and everyone was laughing, and your heart was beating so loud in your ears that you thought you would scream.

You did scream. Everyone else screamed, too, when a crack like a whip split the air and a blazing, radiant ring of fire shielded you from their hateful gazes. The fire was hot on your face, and the ringing in your ears drowned out the horrified screams of everyone else all around you. In a twisted sort of way, it was a moment of euphoria, almost. Everyone else screaming, the fire inside you no longer choking and burning you, instead burning around you, scaring away those who’d once dared to laugh at you and bathing you in its red-hot embrace.

You had to get out. So you ran. You ran and you ran and you ran, far away from the screaming schoolmates and the now-burning auditorium. You felt like Carrie from that one Stephen King book, only you didn’t want to kill people…you just wanted them to think you’d kill them. You ran through the night, dress shoes long since abandoned far behind you, and as you ran you couldn’t tell if you were laughing or crying, but it felt good. For the first time in your life, you felt good.

That was years ago, and things were different now. It had been a long, long road to here, but here you were, at none other than Tony Stark’s own tower. You still just wanted to set everything on fire, but you’d been much better about that as of late (at least, for the most part). You hadn’t looked back to your hometown since you left. You didn’t want to go there, and they certainly didn’t want you coming home, lest they have to break out ye olde torch and pitchforks and stone you in the street.

The air was cool tonight. The cold didn’t bother you, though. The fire that pumped through your veins kept you warm; or at least, that’s what you told people to sound cool. New York city stretched for miles in every direction all around you. Everywhere you looked, the city was below, and you stood up above them all, a hero. Not just a hero, but an Avenger. You’d come so far in the past—what, decade? Nine years? They all blurred together—that you felt like an entirely different person now. You were a phoenix who had lit herself ablaze at the Winter Formal all those years ago and rebirthed yourself from the ashes. Now you were here, surrounded by friends and fans and most importantly—

“It’s cold out here. You should be wearing a coat.”

Wanda. You turned from the city to look at her. She looked so beautiful tonight, but then again, she looked so beautiful every night, all the time, forever. You lit up inside and out every time you saw her without fail.

“The cold doesn’t bother me,” you replied with a smile that you just couldn’t hide. “You, on the other hand…”

“I know, I know,” Wanda held up her hands and smiled back at you. “Guilty.” She joined you at the balcony’s edge, and the two of you looked out over the city together.

Wanda leaned on the railing with her elbows, hugging herself for warmth. Without saying anything, you reached out and wrapped one hand around hers and focused. You focused your energy to your hand and channeled your heat into her, warming her to the core. She smiled again, and you removed your hand.

“I never get tired of that move,” she said. “That would have come in handy when I was a kid.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” she looked from you back out over the city again. “You know, snowball fights. Cold nights.”

“Snowball fights,” you echoed with a smile. “That sounds nice. I didn’t have many of those growing up.”

“Neither did I, honestly.” Her hair fluttered in the wind, which you silently admired. “Pietro and I…we didn’t have much of a childhood. The good moments were rare but…” her voice trailed off as she tried to put her thoughts into words. “When things were good, they were good. Does that make sense?”

“Plenty,” you assured her. You two didn’t often talk about your pasts. You barely knew each other, but the connection was there. It was palpable; you could both feel it. Maybe it’s because you were so similar, or maybe it was one of those connections that needs no divine explanation. Maybe you just “clicked.”

You didn’t feel different around her. You didn’t feel different around any of the Avengers, really; they all had their own quirks and problems and individualities, just like you. But then there was Wanda, and she was so…like you.

You wondered how much like you she really was.

Did she know? Could she tell? She could, like, read minds or something, right? Had she read yours?

The thought must have made you frown, because Wanda asked, “What’s wrong?”

You hadn’t realized she’d been watching you. “Oh—I—” you stammered out a response. “Nothing’s wrong. Just cold is all.”

“I thought the cold doesn’t bother you,” Wanda said teasingly.

You said nothing, and your eyes found the horizon again. She couldn’t know. No one could know. Because if she found and she didn’t feel the same way…You couldn’t handle that. You couldn’t handle the shame, or losing a friend, or any of it. So you stood there in silence.

“We should go back inside,” she said at last. “Come with me?”

You nodded. Even if you couldn’t feel the cold, she could. The last thing you wanted was Wanda getting sick on your account. “Of course,” you replied, returning her smile. The two of you started inside, leaving the cityscape behind you.

You’d only moved a few steps when Wanda caught you by the arm. “Y/N,” she started, choosing her words carefully. “What is it? You know you can tell me anything.” She stepped closer, and your breath caught in your throat. She was so breathtakingly beautiful. Her red hair, which complemented your fire comically well, fell loosely around her shoulders, and she watched you through green eyes that didn’t miss a beat. Beautiful, beautiful green eyes.

Just like that, you were at a loss for words. You were both such guarded people, and this…this was something you couldn’t talk about. You didn’t know where to start, and found there really was no place to start, anyway.

Not with words, at least.

You were suddenly aware your faces were mere inches apart. When did this happen? Who moved in closer to who? Were you both subconsciously drifting closer and closer to one another? The world seemed to spin around the two of you, dizzying you. The only thing faster than the world spinning was your heart racing when you saw her lips so close to yours, her eyes falling shut. As if by instinct, your eyes fell shut, too.

The two of you met in the middle. Her lips were soft, so unbelievably soft. It was a short kiss, meant to test the water, but it was everything to you. In that moment you remembered seeing her for the first time, the way you stopped in your tracks so in awe of her. Wanda, her power pulsing about her hands in crimson clouds. You, your hands alight with searing red flames that snapped at the air. You two had locked eyes, but neither made the move to harm the other, not even on opposing sides.

You’d spent as much time together as possible since. You were sure it was painfully obvious how you followed her around and went out of your way to make her happy, to do little things that made her smile. The weird thing was (to you, at least), that she went out of her way to do these things for you, too.

You were pulled from your thoughts by Wanda’s voice. “I was afraid you didn’t feel the same way, Y/N.” Her voice was low and quiet, her lips not even two inches from yours.

“A mutual fear,” you assured her.

“I had to know. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling, or if you were feeling it too, or if I was way out of line…”

“Now you know.”

She pulled you in by the shoulders and your lips met once again, less hesitant this time. Your arms wrapped around her and you tilted your head to one side. You deepened the kiss, your fingers finding the few strands of hair that fell down her back. You could feel her shiver involuntarily against you from the chill of the wind, so you pulled her close and shared your heat, your lips and hands warm to the touch.

You weren’t sure how much time passed. You’d never been kissed like that before, and when you finally pulled away from one another you were both smiling.

“Aren’t we supposed to be inside? What happened to that plan?” you lightly joked, still fixated on the beauty of her green eyes.

“Is that a complaint?” Wanda teased back. “Would you rather be inside with Bruce and Tony?”

You laughed. “I’d stay out here all night if I could,” you told her in earnest.

She smiled again. “Then I think,” she inched closer to you again, “we should stay right here.”

You were inclined to agree.

#this is so pointless lol #wanda maximoff #wanda x you #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff fic #fic #one-shot #sfw

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