#demon!y/n x wanda maximoff
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And they were roommates
Summary: Demon Y/n and Human Wanda are roommates, and it’s obviously going really well until you have enough of Vision and decide to try and do something about it, Wanda doesn’t appreciate it though
A/n: I know I’m writing a devil reader but I missed demon reader and so they’re back for now
Words: 2000+
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI small small amounts of angst (just a small argument)
“Hey pretty lady-“
“No! Don’t start Y/n” Wanda pushed past you and slammed her bedroom door shut leaving you out in the hallway “oh no baby don’t be like that I thought we had something special!” You slammed on the door starting to laugh
“Fuck off Y/n!”
“Who’s pissed you off today? Did Vision only kiss you on the cheek again to preserve your innocence? Really funny if you think about it since you and I-“
The door opened and you barley had time to right yourself before Wanda appeared and slapped you across the face “oof nice hit Wands, try the other cheek tomorrow yeah?”
Wanda just shook her head making her way to the kitchen and taking a beer from the fridge, you obviously followed your seething roommate sitting on the kitchen island facing the redhead “was I right?”
She took a swig of the drink and nodded “yeah, yeah you were right annoyingly, but just leave it okay? Anyway what did you do today?”
You smiled wide leaning close to the woman’s face “thought about you”
“Thought about me how?” She was curious, but also worried, you were nothing if not honest, way too honest
You lent back on the table “Well first off we were laying in bed watching doctor who because you seem to really like alien men with weird space screwdrivers, personally I really like Missy, she looks like a fun time”
“Y/n! Stop getting distracted” you were known to ramble on and on about nothing and it annoyed Wanda to no end, even though she knew where the conversation was going she knew you wouldn’t shut up if you didn’t finish
“Oh yeah! Anyway long story short I was lay on my back and you were sat on my fac-
“Nevermind! I don’t actually care”
You shrugged “okay but I was getting to the best part and you know I was” you laughed while Wanda just blushed turning around to walk back to her room
There was a knock on the door and you jumped up to answer it seeing the man you were just talking about at the door “oh vision, what a disappointment I thought it was the strippers I ordered to cheer up Wanda”
The man just rolled his pushing past you to Wanda “Wanda please I didn’t know why they did that, it was just a silly joke”
You brushed off the man germs that appeared on your clothes and made a mental note to burn them later, whispering to yourself “sure just come into the house Vision, I wish you were a vampire so I couldn’t let you in the house without permission and watch you stand there unable to move and I could just bully you”
“Vision please I’m not in the mood can we just talk tomorrow?”
“But I’m here now! Please Wanda just talk to me I don’t want to lose you, how about we go on a date tomorrow? Skip lectures for the day and just go to the zoo or something?”
You let out a laugh “a zoo? Zoos are for babies, why not just go to a bar?”
The man turned back to you “because bars are for deadbeats and perverts”
Your head tilted and Wanda froze knowing you were trying your best to control yourself, she knew you didn’t like Vision but it was more because you hated men altogether she was pretty sure “Y/n let’s just calm down it’s okay, vision please just leave”
The man frowned looking between the two of you then just focusing on Wanda “why are you always defending her?”
Wanda glanced to you now with red eyes and your fangs showing, you could converse with Wanda in your mind so you did just that
“I will gut him like a fish Wanda I swear to Salem”
Looking back at Vision she grabbed his hands “I don’t always defend her, she just gets angry easy but it’s fine I will see you tomorrow I promise” she kissed him softly and you fake gagged “gross” whispering to yourself
“Okay I’ll see you tomorrow” he kissed her back turning around to you hanging your head, so to hide the fangs and eyes, “get some anger management done Y/n” your response was to flip him off, he left without another word and you lifted your head to Wanda with her arms crossed and glaring at you
“Well now I need to relive some anger, wanna have some fun?”
Wanda couldn’t believe you, you’d just pissed off her boyfriend and now you want to have sex? Unbelievable!
“Why the fuck do you think I want to have sex with you after that?!”
Shrugging you walked towards Wanda holding your arms out for a hug which she took rolling her eyes but instantly relaxed in your hold and forgetting about Vision “remember when your parents came over and you argued with them and then later you came into my room for the first time-
Wanda let out a heavy sigh “I know what you’re getting at, fine come on then” she pulled out of the hug walking to her room and looking back at you “you’re being on top this time”
You smiled “I love being on top”
Wanda rolled her eyes “only when it suits you”
“Yes because what’s hotter than a redhead whimpering and riding you harder and harder as she struggles to not cum without permission?”
The blush was heavy on Wanda’s face and instead of speaking she just went into her room quickly followed by you
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“Wanda! You missed some lectures this morning!” Natasha Romanoff, Wanda’s best friend was worried about her not being in this morning “where were you?”
Wanda waved her off “I had to make sure Y/n was okay”
Wanda just raised her eyebrow “Y/n huh? How is the spicy hothead?”
“Still a bitch but she pays her half of the rent every month so I shouldn’t complain-
“Wanda!” The woman shut her eyes tight praying to whatever god she could and even the devil that it wasn’t actually you she’d heard, unfortunately no luck “Wanda! You forgot your books!” You got closer and Wanda opened her eyes to you and widening them seeing your outfit
“What the hell are you wearing??!” She whisper shouted at you trying to cover you up with her arms, practically half naked in college? You were asking for trouble
“Oh Wanda calm down it’s only a blazer” you playfully pushed the girl away and turned to Nat “what do you think Natty? Is my outfit appropriate?”
Nat glanced at your blazer open noticing the lack of anything underneath and she quickly averted her gaze “uh well if you move a certain way you can see your erm,see your breasts”
“Well you’re getting a free show then aren’t you Nat? It’s okay I won’t tell anyone, but if you want a physical touch then it’ll cost you” you winked and Nat nearly collapsed “Jesus Christ Wanda she’s a menace”
Wanda just rolled her eyes and took her books from your hand “you can go now Y/n, don’t you have a video game to complete or something”
You mulled it over “nah I’ve completed Alan wake 2, not as scary as everyone says, I’ve been in more dangerous situations, anyway no I’m hanging out with Loki today, he’s allowed to leave the house now”
You pulled Wanda into a hug kissing her cheek and keeping her close “do you have anything else to say about my outfit?”
Wanda refused to look at your chest, you knew she wanted to look but was being a baby about it “just that you should have a shirt on under your blazer”
“You’re no fun” pulling away from her you gave one last look to Nat “always a pleasure see you Natty, you’ll have to come to our party this weekend”
Nat smiled wide “absolutely! Wanda said she’s really excited for it”
“Perfect! Oh before I leave Wanda I’ll pick up dinner later, me and Loki are going to a posh restaurant, so I’ll bring some stuff back”
Wanda agreed “cool, we’ve got class so I’ll see you at home” Wanda dragged Nat away reluctantly from you as you waved her off with a sweet smile
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“Is that him?” Loki whispered taking a drag of his cigarette glaring at the football players “yeah with the red bandanna on his stupid head”
“Interesting, so what are we doing about him?”
You sat up on the bench keeping your hoodie down so he didn’t recognise you “I want to kill him but I’m pretty sure Wanda wouldn’t like that”
“Still pining over Wanda huh? I thought you were with Carol and Val?”
You shrugged “nah they’re in a real relationship now and it was getting weird”
The man laughed “weirder than a demon third wheel?”
Just as you were about to respond your name was yelled “Y/n! What do you think you’re doing here?!”
Of course vision had recognised you, stupid smart human, you just offered him a smile when he approached the pair of you “Vision! What a surprise, apologised to Wanda for being a dick yet?”
The man seethed “you have no right! I don’t know why she puts up with you”
You laughed “if only you knew Vis, I’ll give you a hint, I walk around the house comfortably, which means I’m normally just wearing my boxers and sports bra, and I can tell you now my dick is so much bigger than yours”
The man stood there shocked, suddenly he held his fist out punching you square in the face forcing your head back and pretend it hurt “well fuck me Vision you have some punch on you don’t you?” You laughed wiping your nose with the back of your hand standing up and wiping it on the man’s shirt
“Aren’t you in pain?” He didn’t notice the blood, more transfixed on the fact you weren’t screaming in pain “I vowed never to let a man cause me pain, you’re not exempt from that, no matter how unmanly you are”
You walked away from the situation leaving Loki with Vision “she’s wild, maybe you should clean your white shirt, looks like she’s written something in her blood on it”
He followed in the direction you were going and Vision looked down seeing the word “douche” on his shirt “how the? How’d she do that so quick?”
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Wanda was sat under a tree when you found her with her eyes closed clearing having a rest, well you were definitely putting an end to that “Wanda your oaf of a boyfriend hit me and I’m clearly in a lot of pain so I need you to fix it”
You only saw Wanda’s chest move in a slow motion indicating a heavy sigh, at least she was awake, when she did open her eyes seeing you all blooded she just sat up “why did you insult him?”
“Insult him?! That bastard hit me, all I was doing was watching the hot cheerleaders and maybe tried getting one of their numbers but he attacked me out of nowhere, I’m the innocent one!”
Wand stood up inspecting your face “are you done being a drama Queen about everything?”
You shrugged “depends on if I get a kiss from you to make it all better”
Placing your hands around Wanda’s waist you pulled her in close “we’re in public Y/n”
“Come on Wands kiss the pretty demon, I don’t bite, unless you really want me too”
Wanda looked down to your lips and back up into your now red eyes “I hate how hot you are” it was whisper but you heard it and kissed her, only a short kiss as she pulled away quick in fear of someone seeing you both
“How many lectures do you have left?”
Wanda sighed “just math”
“Skip it, come home and we’ll watch doctor who and make my fantasy yesterday a reality” the redhead smiled pulling away from you and picking up her bag taking a face wipe out and cleared her face of the blood you transferred onto her then handing you one
“I can’t skip anymore classes Y/n, I need to stay”
“You’re 25 Wanda you’re an adult, adults don’t do math” you wiped the blood from your face and very ungraciously snapped your nose back into place making Wanda wince, she hated when you did things like that, really freaked her out
“I’ll just see you later, stop annoying vision” she waved you off and headed for her class
“Only when he stops being a dick!” You shouted back and took out your phone to text her something funny
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Wanda managed to get to her class just in time to see Nat waiting for her “nice to see you finally” she laughed and Wanda shoved her friend giggling until her phone buzzed with a message
👩🦰+😈-👚🩲=best night of your life, there’s some math for you my love, don’t keep me waiting
Wanda rolled her eyes putting her phone away earning a look from Nat “leave it let’s just go in, can’t wait until I’m finished with my degree honestly”
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You were on Wanda instantly as she walked through the door, picking her up and wrapping her legs around you, kissing her all over ultimately landing on her neck sucking a dark mark there
“No, no marks you know the rules” Wanda tried pushing you away but your grip was firm on her “don’t care…you’re mine, sick of sharing you”
You continued your assault on her neck but Wanda managed to push you away and fall to the floor “okay we need to stop!”
“oh? What do you mean by stop?” Wanda’s harsh voice caught you by surprise
Your deep voice always made Wanda nervous, you being a demon and all but she stood her ground standing up and keeping her distance from you “I can’t keep dealing with this! You’re making it so difficult!”
“Making what difficult? I haven’t done anything, when you come into my room at night, when you send me dirty text messages and when you scream my name, that’s all you, you’re the instigator in all of this”
“Me?! You’re the demon, a waste of human skin and space, I don’t even know why you’re up here- wait actually I do! They don’t want you in hell, even the poor souls being tortured can’t be bothered with you!”
All you could do was laugh “you can’t even insult me properly, fucking pathetic” you continued to laugh but Wanda definitely wasn’t laughing “please just take something serious for once!
“I’m always serious, and I mean it, you’re the instigator but if you want to stop this then fine, we’ll stop, see you later Wanda”
You quickly turned and headed for the door
“Where are you going?!”
“Out. Don’t know when or if I’ll be back”
Wanda didn’t mean for this to happen, she just wanted try and talk but you were so difficult “Y/n I just, just please stay”
“No thanks Wanda, maybe I’ll go back to hell and bother the other demons there, if they’re not bored of me of course” there was no emotion in your voice and Wanda sighed “okay, just be safe”
“Bye Wanda”
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❀ Pairing: Demon!Wanda Maximoff x Angel!Reader (F) (Mostly nicknamed Angel)(And some Wanda x Bucky)
❀ Non-con, dubcon, semi-major character death, captivity, heaven and hell (religious god?), mentions of kidnapping and past rape, spreader bar, use of a strap, dismembering of a person, blood, gore, and a fluffy bath:) (If there is any more, PLEASE let me know!!)
❀ Word Count: 10.4k Words (My longest fic yet!!)
❀ Disclaimer: The pictures only represent aesthetics and themes. There is no certain skin color, body type, ethnicity, or description other than Y/n and “you”. Credit to those who made the pictures in the banner as well. In the story, it says “your natural skin color.” This is meant for everyone and anyone who reads this story.
❀ Authors Note: This is my entry for @lunarbuck’s Soulmate AU writing challenge! Congratulations on your follower milestone! My prompt was “You can feel what your soulmate is feeling (and vice versa).” I hope you enjoy it! Y'all, I finished AND posted this with 3% battery on my laptop. Please give it your love 😭
It was a homicide. A planned murder against a poor young woman, who had her whole life ahead of her. A life that you were supposed to watch over her as her guardian angel. Your savior had assigned you to this woman just moments ago, settling your sacred halo hovering just above your head. You had been waiting your whole life for this moment but once you met the crime scene it felt like your heart had been ripped from your chest.
Your body drops to the floor, your halo slowly dying of its light. The pure white dress adorned your body faded to a light gray, and your soft feathered wings drooped like a dog's ears. You stare at the body of your departed human as the investigators take her away, weeping as they do so. A chill washes over your body, and the world around you seems to dim in its color.
Sparkling silver tears roll down your cheeks, characteristic angels were blessed with. With one drop they could heal any broken or ill body, and give power to its consumer. Everything except the dead, and you were much too late to the scene to even help your protected person.
The world underneath you, hell, there was something brewing in the mind of the queen; Wanda. In different realms, she felt the pain that you did when you saw her lying lifeless on the ground, blood soaking through the white sheet covering her. That wasn’t all. She could feel everything. She could feel the sensation of your tears falling down your cheeks, the racing of your heart, the pounding of your head. She even felt the tug of your halo disconnecting from your aura.
So, Wanda decides to pay you a visit, and possibly help you find a better way to use your purity. A portal opens from the ground a small distance from you and Wanda extends her wings, floating just behind you. The purest energy surrounds you, pushing away any bad spirits. But this field is falling fast.
Wanda approaches your whimpering body, “Hey, Angel.” She says, kneeling down next to you. You jump at her presence, quickly wiping away your tears with the backs of your hands.
“Hm? Oh..” You don’t answer her, as all you can do is stare at your halo sitting in your lap.
She sighs and gently takes your hands, the faded ring of light falling to the ground. “Come with me,” She says to you, pulling you up from your kneeling position. You don’t question who is helping you, only leaning into their arms with a whimper.
“Sh-she left me,” You whisper.
“I know, its ok. I’ll take care of you now,” She says as she pulls you with her, your mind in a haze as you walk with her. You try your hardest to hold back your tears knowing anyone who sees them will take them and leave you for the undead to tear you apart limb from limb.
Both you and Wanda descend through the portal to the underworld, her arm firmly around your body as you follow. She leads you through the halls of her fortress to her blood-red throne. Sitting down, she pulls you into her lap, letting your head fall against her chest. Her arms wrap around your shaking body, your whimpers breaking her heart as she watches you.
“Sh-she’s gone.. she’s gone…” You sob over and over into Wands's warm, fabric-covered bosom. Her hand smoothes over your [color, length, and texture]-ed hair, soothing you with her soft gestures.
She presses her lips to your forehead, whispering against your skin, “Just breathe, little Angel. I’ll keep you safe.”
As her words enter your ears, it pushes you back into reality, making you look up. Frantically you look around you, letting out a scream and shoving yourself off of Wanda's lap. “Y-you're th- you're the-” You can’t get yourself to say her title, as you are struck dumbfounded of how you got here.
You scoot back across the burning marble floor, your hands starting to blister from the direct contact with the grounds of hell. Quickly, you scramble to a standing position, your shoes shielding the pain from the ground. Wanda hisses in pain, just like you; her hands burning and blistering the same as yours.
She ignores the pain and chuckles, smirking down at your cowering form. “I’m the Queen,” she finishes your sentence, gesturing to her throne and around her.
“Please don’t hurt m! Please, ju-just let me be!” You sob, unable to crumple your body to hide yourself, the floor's existence threatening to harm you.
She rolls her eyes and frowns. “Im not going to hurt you, just come here.” She opens her arms, beckoning you to come to her. Your face changes from fear to suspicion, your mind screaming at you; ‘You are, I just know it. Thats what demons do. they kill.’
“I am not a demon, I am an Archangel. There is a big difference.” She says, leaning back on her throne with her arms crossed in front of her chest.
“H-how did you know I said that?” Your voice quivers as you look up at her.
She scoffs, “I can read your mind down here, little Angel,” She stands up, pulling a large sword from a sheath next to her throne, “Now, follow me.”
You step back at the sight of the sword, your breath hitching in your throat. Cautiously, you follow, the blade dragging against the marble floor. “Where are we going?” Your pure curiosity shines through your fearful state.
She did not turn around to answer you, continuing forward as she responded. “To the cells of the ‘innocents’ you think I am holding hostage down here.” Her fingers make air quotes around innocents and you roll your eyes at the comment.
“You do.” You accuse her, following what your teachers and leaders have always told you.
Her eyes narrow at you, “Okay, here,” she steps in front of a cell, a man sitting on the ground with chains on his wrists. “Ned Lowland. Loving husband, father of three children. Married to his high school sweetheart and died of a heart attack.” She laughs as she hears your desperate attempt to defend him.
“He’s innocent, he was a father, he-he didn’t do anything.” You say, searching around to find a key of some sort.
“He was chatting with two (2) twelve (12) year olds online. He met up with one, killed her, and then defiled her corpse. She is still buried in his backyard today.”
Your expression says everything; disbelief, confusion, anger. Emotions of all sorts fill your system ending in disgust hearing the body is still buried. “That is just o-one of them. But there are plenty of innocent people down here,” Turning your head, you look down the long hallway of cells. “There has to be…” whispering to yourself.
Wanda shakes her head, taking your hand in hers and pulling you to the next cell. “Ah, you’ll like this one…” She says, stopping in front of a cell with another man. “Tony Stark. Philanthropist, CEO, billionaire. A hero to some, a lover to his wife Pepper Potts. Stalked a woman named,” She pauses to look at your reaction. “Lenora Jones. He kidnapped her, raped her, and then killed her, before throwing her in the middle of a busy highway for someone to find.” You gasp.
“N-no…”
“You know that name very well, I assume?” She smirks and continues, “Lenora believed in guardian angels, and thought that she had one herself. She took on her abuser first hand knowing her angel would protect her. But, look how that ended…”
Her eyes rake over your body, feeling the rage rush through your veins as you stare at the man behind the bars. He looks back at you with an evil smirk, his intentions clear. “What a pretty little angel, wings as white as snow… I would love to see you all battered and bloody.” He says, undressing you in his mind.
You step closer to the cell door, asking the man a genuine question, “Why? Why did you do it?” You watch him stand up, his body towering over yours.
“I think you can figure that out yourself, angel.” He said, knowing you are smart enough to solve that mystery. He was corrupt. He didn’t need a reason. He had status, power, and money, but it was the control had been missing.
Tony had found Lenora by looking through his employee list. He wanted someone no one would miss or look for. Lenora, she was almost the perfect victim as she was living on her own and had moved from Colorado. She was a far way from home and away from her parents. Well, her parents were taken care of much before Tony actually made his moves on Lenora.
What? He needed her secluded and unable to call for help.
He got what he wanted, and Lenora's life was taken in the process.
“How do you feel now that you took three lives? How does it feel to burn down here, while her and her family lives up in heaven?” You ask, looking up at him with silver tears threatening to spill.
“I have never felt more powerful. The queen lets me live how I want down here. I get what ever I want…” He looks to Wanda, “Watch… Can I get another fuck toy? M’feeling a little hard.” He says in a low voice, palming his cock behind his blood-red “uniform.”
Wanda shrugs, “Why don’t you try to reach her yourself?” She smirks, nodding her head to you hinting to Tony that you are up for grabs. You look at her in horror, frozen in fear as you hear her offer.
She only laughs at your reaction, moving her sword over her shoulder, waiting for Tony to reach for you. As he does, she slices his arm off in one swing. “I’m keeping this… maybe you’ll learn that with one hand, you don’t actually need three holes.” Internally, you thank her for saving your dignity.
You scream as the events unfold in front of you. Tony writhes in pain on the ground, and you feel a pang of guilt. Looking at the blood spurting from his wound, you try your best to heal it without Wanda noticing. Even for what he did, he didn’t deserve to be in pain. That is the angel side of you acting, but Wanda had plans to corrupt you.
Wanda realizes what you are doing, acting fast by wrapping her hand around your throat, and pulling you off the ground. “This is my domain, not yours.”
You whimper as your hands scratch at her sharp and perfectly manicured nails digging into your skin. Finally, your worst fear came to light; silver, sparkling tears made their way from your eye down your cheek. Something that demons believed was a simple myth.
Wanda's expression softens and changes into realization. “Oh my… I knew they were real.” She catches a tear in the dip of her fingernail and drops you to the ground. A vial appears in her hand, and she drops your tear in. You both hiss in pain at the blistering of your hands. “Fuck! What is happening?” She says, looking at her hands and seeing the matching wounds on yours.
You quickly get up, whimpering as your hands sting from hitting the ground. Ignoring her question, you look up at her and reach for her, coughing out a response. “ N-n-no please you don't have the right-” Another cough cuts you off.
Wanda walks over to you, growling at you, “You came down here on your own!” She pauses, her finger pushing your chin up to look at her, “I own you…” More tears fall down your cheek but you quickly wipe them away.
“N-no you don’t,” Your voice cracks as you look up at her.
“You’re pathetic.” She laughs and turns away from you, walking briskly to another room down the hall. You follow her, not wanting to be with the sad souls around you any longer. But what you see terrifies you. It was a fellow angel. An angel you in fact knew very well.
“B-Bucky?” You whimper, looking up at him in his state. His hands are in cold metal cuffs suspending him from the ceiling, sharp hooks keeping his wings spread, and bloody scrapes all over his body. “Oh, Bucky…” Walking up to him, you ghost your hands over his wounds on his torso. “Bucky? Are y-you ok?” You ask in a quiet voice, seeing his eyes open.
“Y-y/n?” A raspy voice answers you, and you nod with a smile.
“Yeah, its me, Buck.” You say, trying to get him down but only causing him to whimper in pain as the hooks pull against his wings.
Wanda chuckles at the sweet angel-worry exchange, grabbing a knife that is able to hurt angels, and she pushes you back. Catching yourself, you glare up at her.
“Trust me, you don’t want to get in the middle of this.” She says, dragging the blade along Bucky's chest.
You growl as she pushes you, and you retaliate, knocking the blade from her hands. As fast as you can, you scramble to get the blade but you are pulled back by an invisible force. Once you are close enough to the door, she shoves you outside, slams the door, and locks it.
Pounding and kicking the door, you scream as loud as you can, shouting for mercy. “Please! Don’t hurt him!! Hurt me! H-hurt me! Please I’ll do anything!” You beg, hope, and pray that she will let you take his place.
“God, she’s so annoying.” Wanda says as she rolls her eyes, moving back to Bucky. Continuing where she left off, she drags the blade over Bucky's peck to mess with him.
Bucky cries as you are thrown from the room and he growls at the queen. “F-fuck you…” He curses her.
You persist, shouting outside of the door and pleading to switch places with him. You try everything; asking to switch places, letting her do anything she wants to you, killing you, hurting you. Anything. But you were ignored.
Wanda walks to the small window on the door, shutting the cover on it, blocking your view from inside. She waves her hand and the sight of Bucky chained up fades away in swirls of colored mist, revealing Bucky standing unhurt. “Hey, baby…” She smirks, walking towards him and wrapping her arms around him.
She knew you would fall for it. You were just a naive little angel who would do anything to protect anyone you cared about. It was laughable how dumb you could be, your feather-stuffed mind making you think irrationally.
Bucky looks down at Wanda but looks over at the door next. “God, I missed her. How did you find her? She was a favorite of his you know,” He says, hinting at the big guy upstairs.
“Her human died, and she was distraught. So, well you know how I am.” She smirks and kisses his lips, gently pulling him down by his hair. He smiles against her lips, holding her by her hips. He pulls away with a soft gasp.
“Let’s fuck her. Take her innocence, and strip her of her high and mightiness.” His eyes move up to the chains on the ceiling and back to Wanda.
“That sounds so good. I would love to play with her body,” She smirks, and a laugh follows. “Was she always this annoying?” Your pleading can still be heard outside of the locked door, small pounds echoing as well.
Bucky nodded. “Always a fuckin’ cry baby.” A dark chuckle leaves his throat, and he shakes his head dismissively.
Outside, you sobbed against the door. Your hand hits the door harder than the last hit, making your fingers very painful. But Wanda could feel that too, and she looked to Bucky. “Why am I feeling her pain? Her emotions? What is happening?” She asks, worry lacing her voice. Bucky knew exactly what this meant, and he couldn’t wait to tell you the news.
“You’re soulmates…” He says. “Try a cut on your hand, I bet you anything you’ll hear her scream.” He smirks, handing her the blade. Wanda tilts her head, her eyebrow quirking upwards.
“Soulmates, hm?” She puts the knife to her hand and cuts a solid line, groaning in pain. Her pain is easily soothed by your screams on the other side of the door. “Oh, I see… And she feels everything that happens to me too? Pain and pleasure?” Bucky nods. “So, every time we fucked, she came just as hard as I did…” She puts it together in the end, Bucky nodding once more to conclude her suspicions.
“She has felt everything, but her virginity is still good and ready to take. Sure she felt your orgasms, but it’s just not the same,” He says, gently wrapping Wanda's hand with a piece of gauze. “Her lord said we were soulmates, I knew that was bullshit though. I needed someone else, and I have yet to find that person. But you… you have satisfied my every need.” His words cause Wanda to smile, her cheeks turning red at his compliments.
“You were born in the wrong place… as an angel, your need for corruption makes me all hot and bothered.” Wanda says, brushing her finger through his hair, and kissing his lips once again.
Bucky groans at the sound of your crying. “We need to shut her up, dear lord! And before we fuck her, we need to get some more info out of her. Chain her up like we talked about before. We can get more tears out of her too, love.” He whispers as his lips graze Wandas once again.
“It’d be our dream, just like we talked about. Hell on earth.” She smiles and pulls away. “I’ve got to finish the tour, then we can have our fun with her.” She says, Bucky nodding reluctantly.
“God, fine. I’ll miss you, baby…” He whispers, passionately kissing her.
“I’ll miss you too,” She smiles. With another wave of her hand, the illusion is back in place, her magic adding a few more cuts to Bucky's body. She makes sure everything is perfect and opens the door to see you crying, tears on the ground, and soaking into your dress.
Immediately you jump up from the ground, wincing as you touch the ground with your cut hand. You run to Bucky, whispering in his ear, “I’ll get you out of here, I promise…” Gently running your fingers through his blood-soaked hair you turn to Wanda. “You hurt him, you witch!”
“Oh boo hoo! You’re SO scary.” She pretends to be scared, posting a false fearful look on her face before turning to leave. “Come on, I have more to show you.” She says, standing in the doorway. You look at her defiantly, your eyes narrowing at her audacity to try to pull you away from the man you love.
“N-no, I’m not leaving him…” Your voice quivers slightly.
“Fine,” Wanda sighs. “We’ll do this the hard way.” She stands up straight and her hand glows a bright red, her magic not-so-gently pulling you from the room. You scream and scratch at the floor, the ground burns your hands. A whimper leaves Wanda's throat as she too feels the pain you are in. She forces her magic to pull you to a standing position, stopping the burning of both your and her hands.
The door locks behind you, the illusion of the hurting Bucky going back to normal once again. “No! Please!” You sob as you are pulled by force down the hallway away from Bucky's cell. More silver tears roll down your cheek and you wipe them away with your sleeve, the liquid soaking the fabric. “Why are you doing this?” You ask, breathless as you struggle against the energy holding your body still.
“Im only showing you where you’ll be staying, good lord,” She rolls her eyes and disengages her magic from around you. You sigh in relief as you are freed, but knowing you are practically powerless against her. She is stronger in this domain than she is on earth, or in heaven. You have absolutely no chance of defeating her.
Following Wanda, you made your way through the many hallways of her fortress. “Why won’t you just let me go?” You ask as the two of you reach a large wooden door.
“Because heaven won’t let you back in…” Wanda responds, smirking at your expression of confusion. “Anyway, this is where you’ll be staying.” She opens the door, a red, medieval-looking room on the other side.
You were suspicious as to how welcoming she was being. This was not natural for a being of her kind. Swallowing, you take in the overwhelming room, definitely not the same as the white and elegant room you resided in, in heaven. You stop in the middle of the room, and you turn to her. “What am I really doing down here? You did all of this on p-purpose, didn’t you?” The sentence rushed out in a string of angry whispers, just trying to make sense of everything.
“What do you mean?” Wanda asks, stripping herself of her red, floor-length gown and making her way to her dresser.
Out of purity, you turn away, giving her privacy. “You know what I mean. You killed my human, and took me because I know Bucky.” You keep your eyes down, wrapping your arms around yourself.
She huffs and shrugs. “Yeah, well maybe…” Closing the drawer, she puts her arms through the sleeves of a red, silky robe and secures it around her body. From her hand, a red tendril pulls a spell book from the bookshelf, and she settles herself on the seat by the window.
While Wanda is occupied, you beeline to the open door. But she is two (2) steps ahead of you. With a flick of her finger, the door shuts and locks, and your response is to growl and slump against it in sadness. Your dress protects your body from the ground, and you bury your face in your hands.
Only two (2) minutes into reading, Wanda yawns, your cries bothering her. “God, you’re so fucking annoying!” She says, throwing her book across the room, almost hitting you. Your eyes widen and you duck your head, holding your arms over your head. Wanda looks at you from her spot by the window, thinking it's finally time to play with you.
“Get up. It looks like you’ll be getting what you want after all.” A smirk appears on her lips as she stands up and makes her way towards you. Her fingers tangle in your [color, length, texture] hair and she pulls hard, forcing you to stand up. You grip her hand, trying to ease the pain from her strong hold on you.
However, her grip loosens, the stinging on your scalp manifesting on Wanda's scalp as well. She growled at the fact that she kept on denying it. No demon should be a soulmate with an angel. It made her sick.
She lets go of your hair, pulling you by your wrist down the same hallways, and to the same door where Bucky was being held. Wanda smiled at Bucky standing in the middle of the room, arms folded in front of his chest. His head turned at the sudden opening of the door and he smirked too.
His eyes see your white dress and follow up to your sobbing face. He smirks and his pupils blow with lust. “Can’t fuckin’ wait any longer, baby…” The door locks and Wanda drops you on the floor. As a defense mechanism, you plant your palms on the marble floor, looking at Wanda as she holds her hands against the cool silk of her robe.
“Stop that!! Stop!” She growls, whimpering along with you as both yours and her hands blister and burn. Bucky sees what is happening and picks you up by the neck of your dress. “God, that hurts so fucking bad!” Wanda whimpers, her magic only coming out in small sparks at first, then at full force. Just enough to heal the bubbling blisters.
Bucky’s strong arms hold you up, your limbs flailing around as you try to grab something. Once he knows that Wanda is safe, he throws you onto the bed in the corner of the room. You watch, speechless as you see Bucky, completely unharmed, his wings now painted pitch black. He’s become an archangel too.
Wanda sighs and pulls Bucky in by the leather collar around his neck, kissing his lips passionately, and lovingly. “I want to ruin her, break her.” She whispers against his lips, her arms wrapping around his broad shoulders.
You swear you could see guilt, and regret in Bucky's eyes when he turns his attention to you. He is quick to hide it as he looks down at Wanda with a smile on his face. “I’ll get the blades, you get the toys. I’ll chain her up, and we’ll decide not he rest. Got it?” He is unfamiliar with the control in his voice, and Wanda tuts softly.
“Ah, ah, remember who is in charge here, baby boy…” She says, kissing his nose.
“You, mistress. You always.” He whispers back, the submission falling over him again.
“Good boy, now go.” Her hands cup his ass and she smacks it lightly as a gesture to make him obey.
As Wanda gathers her things, Bucky approaches your shivering form on the bed. He uses his ungodly strength to easily pick you up, placing you in the middle of the room.
You kick and struggle in his arms, his hands easily grabbing a hold of your wrists and pulling them above your head. “Bu-buck! What are you doing?? Please! Don’t listen to her! She’s only here to hurt you!” You shout the cold metal now around your wrists.
Bucky growls, slapping you across the face. At the other end of the room, Wanda startles, turning to face Bucky. “Jesus, you hit hard.” She says, feeling the sting across her face as well. Sheepishly, Bucky mouths an apology and moves back to you.
“Im with someone who cares about me.” He says, collecting the rest of the blades that Wanda directs him to grab, setting them on the tray in front of your dangling body; the tips of your white flats barely scraping the floor. You shake your head, silently begging Bucky to come back to you.
Wanda reaches for a knife specifically to hurt angels, the blade laced with the blood of a newborn hellhound. Deep down, she was hoping this would only hurt you and not her as well. If she inflicted the pain, it couldn’t possibly hurt her too, right?
She starts to cut the dress from your body, ripping it into pieces to finally see your naked skin. You hear her hum from behind you and feel her eyes raking up and down your backside. Her hand rubs the ample skin of your ass, slapping it softly. Hm, I couldn’t feel that… Wanda thinks to herself. Again, she spanks you, harder each time not feeling a thing.
Every smack of your ass made you whimper and pull at the chains to try and get as far away as you could from the source.
“She doesn’t care, Bucky. Your father did, your mother did, our superiors did. I- I did!” Your body shivers in the cold air of the room, which confuses you as this is hell. Hell is supposed to be hot… You try your best to cover up but fail as the chains hold you right where Wanda wants you.
“They didn’t care. And you!” He passes as he grabs a blade from the table, putting it on your neck. “You used me to get cozy with the big man.” He accuses. Wanda watches from afar, hitching her breath as she feels the sharp tip of the blade against her neck as well. She was proud of how far Bucky had come, and she didn’t mind if she got hurt in the process if it ended with Bucky becoming even stronger than he is now.
Along with Wanda, you suck in a breath as the blade is pushed against your skin. You give up on hiding your tears, Wanda was quick to collect the falling ones in vials as they fell from your eyes. “N-no I did not. I worked my way to the top just like you did!”
To some demons, tears were the only thing that they thought was to be of silver and sparkles. But only the purest of angels had blood of gold. Ones who have never lied, cheated or hurt anyone. Ones who did their best and passed any test their lord gave to them.
You defended yourself to the best of your ability, knowing you did in fact work hard to become a guardian angel. The force of your response boosted you forward just an inch, causing the blade to nick your skin. Immediately, gold liquid drips from the small cut on your neck.
Bucky was filled with so much rage, that Wanda could feel it radiating off of his body. “You’re lying!!” He shouted the intent to kill in his mind.
Before he could do any more damage to you, Wanda's eyes widened. “Bucky, stop!” She ordered, placing a hand on his shoulder, holding him back. “Baby, look at her blood. Its gold!” She laughs and turns to him. “Its gold!”
You sigh, your secret revealed. Weakly, you look at Wanda, trying to cover the wound on your neck with your shoulder. “Please, i-if you’re going to kill me, just do it now, and make it quick.” Your voice cracks as you beg for a painless death.
“Mmm, no, we’re not going to kill you. You’re far too valuable.” Wanda says, licking your blood off of the blade, moaning at the glorious taste of it on her tongue. “Oh wow… so sweet…”
Bucky adds to Wanda's intentions, “We wanna keep you. You’re going to be so useful…” He forcefully moves your head to the side, lapping at the wound on your neck. You give everything to try and push him away; Kicking, wiggling your body, anything. But you are promptly stopped by a searing pain in your wrist.
Wanda has her special blade against your sensitive skin, tracing it down your arm and ending at your exposed collar bones. “You are gonna stay put…” Wanda growls, pushing the knife into your skin and dragging it to one side. A scream of agony leaves your mouth, your throat hurting from the sheer force of your voice. She moans at the sight of the shimmering, gold liquid seeping from your body. Licking the excess blood from the knife with a satisfied smile.
But Wanda was never satisfied. She needed more. And she went right to the source.
She presses open kisses to your neck, sucking your gold blood from the cut on your chest. It smears along your skin, feeling sticky against Wanda's mouth. “So fucking delicious.” She mumbles against you, holding her hands on your naked hips and squeezing them roughly pulling a scratchy whimper from your throat.
“Please,” You beg, tears of silver continuing to fall down your cheeks as you look down and away from your torturers.
Wanda smirks at your soft whisper, “Please what, little Angel? Hm? What are you beggin’ for?” Your head is forced up, her hand holding your cheeks roughly. “You look at me when I’m talking to you.” You shiver, yet you disobey. Ignoring her was a bad idea.
You pull away from her grip, closing your eyes as you hide your face in your arms.
Bucky smirks at Wanda, “It looks like someone is in for a punishment…” He says in a low growl, seeing you pull away from Wanda after a clear command.
The witch's eyes narrow, your disobedience earning you a harsh slap across the face. “Bad little Angel…” You yelp as your head is thrown to the side again, a small tear falling to the ground. “Look at me!” Wanda shouts, and finally, you look up at her. “Ah, good girl… Now Im going to have my fun with you.” She smirks and caresses your cheek softly, wiping away any stray tears.
Her thumb brushes against your quivering lips, gently pulling your bottom lip out into a pout. It takes every nerve in your body from pulling away. Wanda chuckles as she feels you shaking in your restraints.
“Don’t be scared, little Angel.” Wanda smiles and her hand travels down your bleeding chest right to your cunt, her hand cupping it softly. Instantly you cross your legs, Bucky being fast to kick your ankles to keep them apart. You see him in the corner of your eye as he moves to the far side of the room, making it very clear what he is doing once you feel your body raise just a little more.
“Please… don’t do this,” You whisper as you look Wanda in the eyes. She ignores you, pressing soft kisses to your neck as her pointer finger rubs your clit. Again, you pull your legs together. “S-stop, please! I have to st-stay pure!” You whimper, Bucky at your feet and connecting a bar to your ankles, forcing your legs to stay open.
Wanda pauses, her hand wrapping around your back and touching the base of your wings connected to your back. “Oh you know thats all bull shit, Angel.” She says, softly plucking a feather from your sensitive wing. A pained whimper escapes your mouth, and your gold blood-covered feather falls to the ground in front of you.
Wanda's fingers continue to circle your untouched clit, forcing a reluctant moan from your mouth. The chains rattling above you as you struggle to move away from her. You can feel her smirk against your neck, and she eggs you on. “I know it feels good. Just let me in.” She whispers in your ear, nipping your lobe softly.
Your head falls against hers, a connection of something much bigger than the both of you, making your skin tingle. “P-please…” You beg, her finger moving faster against your clit. “Wh-what do you want fr-from me?”
“Nothing, Angel… I just want you,” Wanda whispers, smiling as she presses her lips to yours in a soft and loving kiss. The kiss takes your breath away, letting Wanda take the opportunity to push her tongue into your mouth along with her finger into your wet cunt. Pushing it in painfully slow.
Your hands grip the chains, and you look up at Bucky who stands behind Wanda. “Buck, this- this isn’t you. Please, y-you can g-get- ohh, you ca-cant get us out o-of here.” The pleas come out in a stutter, small moans interrupting each word. He ignores you, the only thing you get from him is a shrug and a palm of his hand against his cock.
The breaths from your lungs quicken slightly as Wanda's finger continues to pump in and out of your pussy. “Please th-this i-is everything o-o-oh my stars,” You shake your head trying to ignore the pleasure you are being forced to feel. Wanda doesn’t stop at just one finger, she enters another finger, curling both against that one good spot inside of you. “Ah!” Your little yelp only encourages her to keep going, her fingers moving faster by the second.
“I- I can’t do this,” You whisper, the new feeling inside of you rippling pleasure throughout your entire body. Slowly, the orgasmic feeling arises in you, and Wanda can tell you are close.
“You can, I know you want to give in…” Wanda whispers, her lips sucking soft love marks onto your soft skin. “I’ll give you everything you want.”
You shout at her, “N-no, I can’t do this! I can’t!” Somehow she can understand your feelings, holding you against her body as she fucks you with her fingers. She can tell you are so close, not only to cumming, but to breaking too. You were one tap away from shattering.
Slowly, your head leans forward and your eyes begin to close. “Come on little angel, I just wanna make you feel so good…” Wanda whispers, kissing your forehead as you crumble underneath her touch. It felt like fire touching your skin, and your body relaxes against the chains, allowing Wanda to slide even further into your cunt.
“A-all I ask i-is to be g-g-, Oh my stars... b-be gen-gentle please,” You whisper, knowing you can’t escape her.
“I will be, little Angel. Just relax,” She responds, kissing your cheek and letting you lay your head against her chest. “Oh, you are such a good girl, my little angel.”
Bucky smirks as your walls start to break and tremble, his thoughts coming out into words. “I told you she would be easy to break…” He puts on a fake frown as he looks at your shaking body, Wanda getting you oh, so close to your orgasm. “I was hoping there would be a lot more of those precious little tears. But we have aaaaall that blood, don’t we mistress?” He whispers in Wanda's ear, her lips forming a smirk against your forehead.
“We do, baby…” She says, her fingers ceasing movement inside of your pussy. You were so close, but Wanda had other plans for you, and you had no idea what you had gotten yourself into. “Grab mistress’s strap, will you love?” She asks Bucky, who gladly obliges.
Your eyes widen, “Wh-whats a s-strap?” The innocence of your mind fully shined through, and your voice quivered in fear.
The woman above you only chuckles, saying softly, “Lets just say… it will feel much better than these…” She moves her fingers inside of you again, pulling out and forcing them into your mouth. “Suck them clean,” She says in a dark voice, your eyes avoiding her gaze as humiliation falls over your face. But, you obey, licking her fingers clean of your slick.
Wanda praises Bucky, kissing his cheek and tugging his hair. “Now be a good boy, and get some restraints on the bed, ok?” He nods, handing her the strap and occupying himself on the bed. You pull your eyes away from him and to the strap in Wanda's hands.
“Wh-where does th-that go?” You ask with even more fear than before, with sparkly tears in your eyes once again.
“That goes in here…” Wanda's fingers enter your cunt again, even deeper than before. You suck in a deep breath and double over, pulling on the chains above your head.
“N-no no no absolutely not! Please! It's going to hurt it-its going to hurt!” You sob, that last bit of hope inside your heart dimming as you look to your former friend. “Bucky, do something! Please!”
The woman in front of you tries to soothe you, gently cupping your cheek and bringing your attention back to her. “No, no. Mistress is going to stretch you out so so good, and it won’t hurt.” She whispers, adding a third finger to the two already inside of you. “M’gonna take your virginity, my little angel…” She smirks.
Your head shakes vigorously, “Thats my soulmates j-j-job and m'not su-supposed to be taken yet please!” A single silver tear rolls down your cheek and onto your exposed breasts. “Please," You whisper, your voice small and weak. “There h-has to be another way…"
She chuckles, pulling her fingers from you again. “No, there is no mistake. You of all people know that,” Her whispers make your skin crawl, and you look up at her. “Your soulmate is the queen of hell,” A low and dark laugh leaves her mouth, your body going numb. “Watch, angel. And you’ll see exactly why,” She grabs a knife and orders Bucky to stand next to her. “I want you to cut a straight line on my palm. Y/n, if you feel it too, then you’ll know.” She smirks.
“No…” You whisper, still in denial of the initial news. The proof was most definitely there, but you did not want to see or feel it. Moving your head up weakly, you watch as Bucky drags the blade along Wanda's hand, a similar pain aching on your hand as well. You whimper, golden blood oozing from your hand. It drips down your arm, and around to your chest, but you ignore it. “M-my soulmate is the queen... of... hell…”
Quickly, Bucky bandages his mistress’s hand and gathers more vials to collect your blood. He is very close to you now, his body mere centimeters from you. Your eyes meet his cold blue ones, and your friendship finally breaks. “She’ll keep you safe,” Bucky whispered, guiding the last bit of blood into a glass bottle. “She’s kept me safe.” He pulls away, setting the now collected blood onto the table against the wall of the cell.
The silver tears in your eyes now fall freely down your face, the feeling of betrayal and sadness hitting you like a wall.
“I will keep you safe, little angel. I promise,” Wanda steps in front of you again, her un-bandaged hand slipping in between your spread-apart legs. To fingers enter you, and her thumb rubs your clit slowly, coaxing your orgasm out of you.
“H-how can i t-trust yo- Ohhhh,” You let out an involuntary moan, your head falling forward against her shoulder.
“How can you trust me when what, Angel?” Wanda asks and she continues to rub your clit in just the right way. You look to Bucky, but shake your head, ignoring her question and focusing on the feelings.
Your whimpers get loud and Wanda can sense your orgasm is coming close, your walls clenching around her fingers once.
“Cum for me, little Angel. Let me give you pleasure.” She whispers, kissing your lips passionately as you cum, imaginary fireworks going off around you and her.
You are barely able to return the kiss, worried about doing anything wrong. While your walls squeeze and clench around her fingers, your legs shake and knees buckle, making you fall limp against the chains. The strain against your wrists makes you whimper, and Wanda instantly takes notice of this. Gently and slowly, she pulls her fingers from your wet pussy and wipes them on her robe. Next, she unlocks the cuffs from around your wrists and holds you in her arms.
Weak arms wrap their way around Wanda, your body clinging to hers as your juices leak from your cunt and onto your inner thigh. She smiles down at you and gently picks you up, taking you to the bed in the corner of the room. Your head hits the pillow first, and then the rest of your body is cushioned on the semi-soft mattress, your wings splayed out underneath you.
From above you, Bucky’s shit-eating grin glows. He grabs your arms and clasps the cuffs around your wrists again, pulling the chains tight so you are all spread open. Doing the same to your ankles, he smirks at his handy work, every inch of your body exposed to him and Wanda.
“How's that mistress? Do we need a gag if she screams?” He asks in a quiet voice, making sure you don’t hear anything.
Wanda shakes her head and unties her robe, her beautiful body practically glowing in the dimmed lighting of the room. She smirks at you chained up and spread out, shaking her head. “Everyone screams in hell.” She says, crawling on top of you, kissing your skin softly to remind you that she is still there and cares.
The bed shivers along with you, tears rolling down your cheeks like a leaky faucet. “P-please,” You whimper softly, looking up at Wanda as she cups your face in her soft hands.
“Hey, its ok, I’ve got you…” Her whispers are soft and genuine, yearning to make you feel comfortable and not scared. Your nerves are slightly calmed, your eyes locking with hers as they look down upon you.
You whimper, her lips meeting yours softly. “I don't wan-want it to hurt,” Wanda hears your worries, gently rubbing her nose against yours as she leans closer to you.
“It won’t, my Angel. Just a bit in the beginning then it’ll feel so good.” Wanda smiles, pecking your lips again. You close your eyes as she embraces your delicate body, only pulling away to reach for her strap, a whimper escaping your mouth as you see it. She secures the harness around her hips and uses some saliva to make sure it is ready for you.
With love, she lays down beside you, softly entering her fingers into you again, stretching your walls to accommodate her large cock. She kisses your neck, smiling as your back arches off the bed. When you turn your head, you are met with the sight of Bucky, playing with his hard cock as he watches the two of you. It scares you and you move your gaze back to Wandas.
“Just focus on me, sweet Angel.” She whispers, kissing your lips as she sits up again, settling between your widely spread legs. Taking some slick from your tight hole, she rubs it over the cock on her hips, wetting it so it does not cause any pain. Seeing the fear in your eyes makes her pause, only poking the tip into your entrance. Her body lays on top of you and you bury your face in the crook of her neck. A gentle hand cradles your head, and she slowly starts to push into you, rubbing your clit with her other hand.
Bucky was angry that she stole your attention away from him. His stare burns holes in the back of your head as you look up at Wanda, he was supposed to be in that position; taking your purity without the comfort of a bed. He wanted to tear you in two, fuck you in every single hole you had, and kill you in the end. But he couldn’t because he’s the queen's pet. He wouldn’t let that happen.
He tucks his cock back into his pants, reaching for the vials of tears from the table and putting them in his pockets. Your moans and whimpers die down as he leaves the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. He was going to take over this place, intending to anyone who got in his way.
Once Bucky is gone, you and Wanda continue, not aware of his exit. All you can think of are these overwhelming sensations you are experiencing. It feels like you are being split in half, your arms and legs pulling at the chains. Your back arches hoping the movement will ease the pain.
“Angel… just relax…” She whispers in your ear, kissing up along your jaw right to your lips. You try your hardest, you really do, but the fear is just too much and it makes you tense even more, your toes curling at the sensations. Your lips part, a small moan leaving them just before Wanda captures them in a kiss.
“Let Mistress in,” Her hand moves from your clit to your hip, rubbing your ample skin so softly. Opened-mouth kisses are planted along your neck, small bruises most likely going to show.
“I- I can’t s’too big,” The stretch is almost too much, tears falling down your temples and onto the pillow underneath your head.
“You can take it, angel, I know you can…” She whispers in your ear, her cock finally bottomed out inside of your cunt. You yell out in pain, muffling your scream by softly biting down on Wanda's shoulder. Her cock stretching you out contorts your face of discomfort to a face of pleasure and euphoria, the feeling of being so full the only thing on your mind.
“I’ve got you. You’re okay, my sweet Angel.” Wanda begins to move her hips, pushing her cock in and out of your cunt. Squelching can be heard, your juices making moving effortless and painless. Of course, the large size of her cock was still prominently there, and the movements turned from pain to pleasure very quickly.
But soon, your breaths quicken, your senses heighten, and you become uncomfortably aware of everything that is happening. Your wings aren’t sitting right, your wrist is twisted in the cuffs weirdly, and Wanda's lips feel much too hot against your skin. Wanda looks down at you and halts her hips, taking in your disoriented and distressed look.
“Hey, just breath. Take a deep breath for me Angel…” She whispers, her hand cupping your cheek and her thumb brushing against your lips. “You gotta trust me, little one.” Her head tilts and you nod softly.
You whimper, letting out a small response. “O-ok…”
“Good girl, oh Angel, you are such a good girl.” She whispers as she kisses your forehead. The butterflies in your belly flutter to life, a small smile appearing as the praise finally starts to affect you.
“Was that a smile?” Wanda quirks her brows, her heart feeling big when she sees your lips turn up. You nod and she nuzzles her nose against yours as she starts to move again. “Good girl. All I want is to make you happy.” She leans down to kiss your bare collarbones softly, “See, Angel. I’m not a bad person.”
You nod, agreeing with her. “Y-you aren’t, a-and I’m sorry- ohhh-” A moan cuts you off, her fingers rubbing your clit again. “I-I’m so sorry I said you w-were.” Looking up at her, you see her face soften at your apology.
“Oh angel,” You know she forgives you. Even if she doesn’t say the words, you can feel the way she holds you, fucks you, kisses you, and talks to you.
Wanda smiles down at you, and in the next moment, her lips are on yours once again. She smiles stupidly against your lips as she starts to fall in love for the first time. Her hips begin to move again, her finger moving faster on your clit. It's not only you who can feel how close you are to your release - Wanda can feel it too, she can see it.
As your cunt hugs her cock, you cum with a shout. Your legs shake in their restraints and Wanda swallows your moans with an even more passionate kiss. Her hands rub your hips and she smiles at you once she pulls away. Returning the smile, you pull at the chains holding your limbs in place.
Wanda sighs and gently pulls out of you, wiping you down with her discarded robe. “Here, lets get these off of you…” She says, a snap of her fingers making the clasps come loose. You rub your wrists and bend your knees to curl up, moving to your side where you can fold your wings to your back. “There, are you feeling alright?” She asks, sitting up next to you and pulling you into her arms. You nod and kiss her cheek softly.
Your legs bend and you lay your head against her chest, smiling as her hand strokes your soft wings. “So soft…” She nuzzles her head into the soft, white feathers, and wraps her arms around you. Tenderly, she presses soft kisses to your neck. “Such a good girl, my sweet little angel.”
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Bucky's plan had worked. A power he had never felt before was flowing through his veins, and god, he loved how it. He was confident that the power from the angel's tears would make him more powerful than the queen of hell herself, and he was ready to execute them both; the angel and the queen.
He checked the dungeon first, but both you and Wanda were gone. Next was the bedroom, not there either. Last was the library. Wanda spent a lot of time there, so it was most likely that she would have shown it to you. Alas, there you were. Wanda was holding your white-robe-covered body in her arms while her favorite book to you. That book is the story of Peter Rabbit.
There was nothing in particular she liked about the book, other than the fact it involved a chase. She absolutely loved a good chase and with possession of her own little bunny, she could do what she wanted. Not for long, of course, as in the next few moments they will be dead.
Bucky glares as Wanda finishes the book, her hand coming to your cheek and caressing it softly. Her thumb rubbed over your bottom lip, and he had enough when you kissed it. Quietly, he enters the room with a large sword in his hand and a dagger in his other hand. He smirks as he sees you hug Wanda, her arms wrapping around you protectively.
“What do you want?” She spits, moving you to the other side of the couch and putting herself in the middle of you and the threat.
Bucky raises his dagger, “Her.” The blade pointed straight at you. You shivered at the silver edge glistened in the light of the library.
Wanda growls, “Not gonna happen,” She stands up, her hand glowing a bright red with a ball of energy beginning to grow. You watch in horror as a blast of gray energy hits Wanda, forcing her across the room. You jump up in response, running to her and making sure that she is okay.
“No, no, no, no, Wanda, please stay with me, Wanda please!” You whimper, sensing Bucky getting closer by the second. You growl at Bucky who is now just a couple feet (or meters for you non-Americans) from behind you. Standing up, you focus on your power is much more powerful from the source, than Bucky's use of your tears.
A bright white light shoots across the room and shoots Bucky straight in the heart. He starts to glow and shine as pure, white rays strike through him. Once he catches his breath, Wanda is able to get up on shaky legs. Her eyes burn bright red and large tendrils extend from her hands and each one cuts through Bucky's floating body. Crimson blood splatters everywhere as each long tentacle of energy stabs through his torso, legs, arms, and head.
You cover yourself with your wings as his blood splatters across them painting them red. Out of curiosity, you put your wings back, only to see the finale of Wanda's revenge. The red tendrils wrap their way around Bucky's limbs and neck, pulling in different directions. His severed torso falls to the ground and the rest of his blood is splattered everywhere else.
Your body is soaked and you are frozen in fear. Wanda continues to control each of the tendrils, stabbing in and out of Bucky's dismembered being leaving him just a pile of bloody body parts. Your eyes flick to Wanda, and you sigh knowing that she should stop.
Approaching her carefully, you gently place your hand on her shoulder. She whips around, the energy in her hand turning into a ruby-red sword. She was ready to kill anyone who got in her way. Once the realization hits that it is you, she falls to her knees and lets out a chilling sob.
You drop with her and you smile softly as she pulls you to her chest. “Hey, its ok… it’s ok…” You whisper in her ear, not thinking that you would be the one comforting her at this moment. Her hair is coated in the sticky crimson liquid and you do your best to brush it out of her hair with your fingers as best you can.
She smiles at you, and you close the gap between you two, kissing her passionately with every fiber of your being. Wanda being Wanda, she deepens the kiss, wrapping her hand around the back of your neck to bring you impossibly closer. Silently she brushes her fingers over your blood-coated wings and she is in control and emotionally intact, she gently picks you up, one arm going under your legs and the other cradling your back.
Your arms wrap around her neck and nuzzle your face into her chest. As you see the direction she is walking, you smile. You first enter the bedroom, a large room filled with the most exquisite decor, the softest blankets, and the finest clothing for your and Wanda's likeness. You then entered the bathroom, a tub large enough to fit three in the center of the room. A glass chandelier hangs above it, and numerous candles are nestled in their places.
Wanda sets you on your feet and begins to press soft kisses to your jaw and to the nape of your neck. She reaches around your front to untie the robe draped on your body, and her hands gently drag it down your shoulders, the fabric pooling at your feet. Your wings spread, stretching out to their full span, and fall back to their settled place at the center of your back. The queen ogles at your beautifully open wings and smiles as she pets the feathers.
“So beautiful, angel,” She whispers in your ear, causing your heart to skip a beat. Her hand hovers over your shoulder, her magic turning the faucet on to a desirable temperature. Wanda cresses down your arm, goosebumps pebbling on your skin, her hand grasping yours softly. Guiding you to the tub, you step in and allow the warmth to embrace you.
The water turned red the moment you stepped in, but it was meant to happen. Wanda was happy to see Bucky's blood come off of your precious body. You rested your head against your arm, looking up at the beautiful queen gently scrubbing the blood from your skin. She was going to save your wings for last, wanting to spend every second she could with you.
With each wipe of the soft cloth, your natural skin color began to show again. Your body is restored and clean, and you have never felt better. Even in heaven, you could never relax and feel safe at the same time. There was always someone lurking around a corner, waiting to catch you in the act of anything unholy.
It was true, that when Wanda and Bucky made love to one another, you felt everything. Since you were so far away, it was a much lighter feeling. But the nights when you were in your own bed, and in the privacy of your room, it seemed like that was when the pair would go at it the hardest.
Wanda pulled you from your thoughts as she stood. Looking up at her, you smile as she takes her robe off as well, letting it drop to the floor. You happily move forward in the tub, making room for the queen behind you. She smiled as she moved her legs around your body, her hands meeting your feathered wings softly.
“Let’s clean these up… make em’ all pretty again.” You smile at her words, her kind hands against your wings causing you to shiver. A good shiver this time! This time, your shiver was induced by an intimacy that only lovers can define. Your wings may be just another part of your body, but to you, they are so much more. It was a part of you that no one got to touch. If they were touched, it was forced and unwanted. Until now…Now your soulmate was able to feel you and feel that part of you that you let no one touch.
You vowed to never let anyone touch your wings after what happened the first time;
Soap is lathered up in Wanda's hands, and suds with warm water gently cascaded down your wings. With care, she lifts up some of your feathers to scrub deeper, but she is met with a large scar that follows the span of your wings. Her lips turn down to a frown as her finger softly traces the faded, yet obvious scar. “What happened?”
Your eyes open, and you feel her fingers on your wings. “Hm?" Realization hits, and you sigh as you gather the courage to tell her the story.
“I was given a second chance to go to earth. I was working out the basics of invisibility with guardianship, and I accidentally showed myself to my first human. His name was Steve Rogers. He kept me in his basement, put hooks in my wings. That scar was the consequence of praying for help… He cut a whole layer of feathers off, and made it a garland for his mantle.” You pause, once again finding the strength to finish. "Ever since then, my lord kept me from going to earth until he found a more gentle human for me. But she died, and now I’m here.”
Wanda's heartstrings were pulled, and a tear fell down her cheek and dripped into the red water. She had a hard time finding the right thing to say, but she knew she had to say something. “You didn’t deserve that, my sweet angel…” She leans forward to kiss the skin between your wings, comforting you the best she can. She remembered that day. She could feel everything that man did to you. It may have not shown up on her, but she felt every feather he plucked, each poke to hold your wings out, and the pull of the chains for him to see even more.
You knew this too, but she understood your silence. The bathroom stayed quiet as Wanda cleaned your wings, ridding them of Bucky's blood. It was just the trickling of the water dripping off your feathers that echoed throughout the room.
Finally, your wings were white again, and you helped Wanda clean herself too. Once the two of you were clean, she emptied the bathtub only to fill it again. There was no need to protest as you loved baths. They made you feel like you were wrapped in a big hug. To make it even better, Wanda's black-feathered wings curled around you and her, your head laying on her chest, and your body contently in her arms.
Now with your soulmate being that embrace, you felt like you were finally home. You had a purpose here. You had fallen right into her embrace, and you will forever be her fallen angel.
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The Witches Trap
Part 2
Pairing: dark!Wanda Maximoff x f!reader
Warnings: ghosts, description of death, paranormal activity, gore, blood, a bit of horror ig, typical ghost hunting stuff, nothing too scary tho
Words: 5.5k
Summary: you go ghost hunting with Peter, Yelena and Kate. What could go wrong?
A/n: first time trying out some spooky stuff, so bear with me. Heavily inspired by Sam and Coby on YT.
Masterlist
The way Yelena drives is far from smooth and sound, but she vehemently refuses to let Peter behind the wheel, so here you are, yelping and griping the sides of the driver's seat headrest like your life depends on it. You hiss when your head meets the roof, and Kate sends you another toothy smile from the front seat, her eyes flickering to look at Yelena every few minutes. You look to your right to check on Peter, but he is busy fumbling with equipment, his camera carefully stored away in a bag as he keeps checking the microphone.
You sigh and relax against the seat when the road finally smoothes out, and think about why you even agreed to this. Peter asked you to tag along for a new video for his YouTube channel, and by asked you mean begged you with his best puppy eyes and a bag of goodies in his hands. Apparently, if you agreed to go, Kate will go too. And if Kate goes, he won't even have to ask Yelena.
He was right.
So now the four of you are on the way to one of the most haunted places of America - Westview hotel.
"Are you sure this is the right way?" Yelena asks, turning her head left and right.
"Yes," Peter answers, glancing up for a second.
"Honestly, this is too creepy already," Kate mumbles, her eyes locked on the numerous dolls pinned to the trees surrounding the road.
"The owner probably made someone do that. No way they had this type of dolls back in the eighteenth century." You try to reassure Kate as much as yourself.
"Actually, the first doll like that was made-" Peter finally looks up with an excited glint in his eyes, and you immediately press your palm against his mouth, "No. I don't need to know that."
"Ha! Little Y/n is scared," Yelena laughs, but her laughter is cut short when a twig hits the side window, making her shriek like a maniac.
"This never happened," she grumbles when the laughter finally dies out.
Relaxing against the seat you try to remember everything Peter told you about this hotel.
It got notoriously famous in the late eighties, when a high schooler got possessed by a demon and later died in a psych ward. The room the girl stayed in was closed off for twenty years after that. You wonder if Peter managed to book it.
Another thing you remember is numerous sightings of a dark, cloaked figure appearing in most random places, whether it's a supply closet or a presidential suite. It always managed to scare the shit out of anyone who was unfortunate enough to catch its interest. You shudder at the mere thought of encountering that particular entity.
"We're here," Yelena cuts off the ignition, and leans against the wheel to take a look at the building.
Your breath catches in your throat the second your eyes land on the magnificent hotel. At seven stories high it stands proudly on a hill, overlooking the vast grounds. The facade is noticeably worn, but no less majestic - a blend of dark wood and stone, a balcony stretching along its entire length. A dark figure on the corner of the rooftop makes you squint, and you gasp when you realize it's a gargoyle, albeit a very rickety one. You make a note to yourself not to walk under it.
Yelena ushers you along, shuddering as she notices the stone figures. “The air here is kinda thick,” she mutters.
You nod, feeling your chest tighten. She's right - the air grows heavier with each step you take. You hope the hotel itself is ventilated enough.
When you finally step inside you take a deep breath, looking around the foyer and spotting who you presume is the owner.
"Welcome to Westview Hotel! My name's Agatha, I'm the owner of this happy little place and your guide for today. Hope you have the worst time of your life here!" Her voice is too cheerful for the late hours, and you cringe at the full on villainous laugh she lets out.
Peter goes to speak with the woman while the rest of you look around. Yelena plops on the loveseat, her backpack thrown on the carpeted floor near her feet, and Kate just stands beside you with her mouth hanging open - you're sure you're wearing a similar expression.
While the outside of the hotel looked somewhat old and weathered, the inside completely blows you away with its beauty. It's elegant, if a bit eerie, with a grand chandelier and high arches that make the space feel even bigger.
You frown, sensing someone's eyes on you, and notice Peter glancing in your direction every so often. You send him a questioning look, but he only shakes his head, his lips pressed together and his cheeks puffed.
"Do you think he's going to sacrifice one of us to that witch? Scarlet Witch, right?" Yelena muses.
"Yeah, but I don't think you're her type." Kate winks at the blonde.
You snicker at her annoyed expression, and stumble back, accidentally bumping into someone. You turn around, an apology on your tongue, only to choke on your words when you are met with an empty lobby.
Your friends stare at you quizzically, but Agatha seems to be lost in thought, her eyes trained on the space right above your shoulder, then she slightly shakes her head, her lips pressed in a tight line.
"Sorry. I thought I bumped into someone…" You trail off, your back burning, an eerie feeling settling in your stomach.
"Sure thing, buttercup." Agatha winks at you, her mood changed back to normal in an instant.
You shudder, looking back at your friends. Yelena whispers something in Kate's ear that causes the younger one to chuckle, and Peter has his camera pointed at you.
"We already got some paranoid activity ten minutes into the night," he blabbers behind the camera, motioning for you to explain what happened.
"Um... It felt like I bumped into someone?" Talking to a camera is weird, but you manage to explain what you felt. "... I think it was nothing though, just my nerves acting up." You force a chuckle, your eyes moving to meet Agatha's stare.
She moves closer to be in the frame, and tells everyone about how much the Scarlet Witch loves to mess with younger women, her favorite pastime in this hotel seems to be entertaining the ladies. However, her idea of entertainment slightly differs from yours, and you gulp when Agatha mentions her choking sleeping guests and locking them in elevators.
"This is going to be incredible, guys," Peter says to the camera, his excitement too contagious for you to worry about your safety.
×××
The next two hours are spent walking behind Agatha and listening to her stories about various tragic deaths that occured in this hotel over the past hundreds of years. She stops every ten minutes or so in front of different rooms, each story worse than the previous one, and you shudder when she tells you a story of a woman buried alive in one of the walls, Agatha's hand casually resting on said wall.
She is telling you another story about a guy that danced on a ledge to impress a girl and fell on one of the spikes in the lobby, when you suddenly feel a tug in your chest. You stop, checking to see if anyone else felt that. Kate is staring at the ledge with her mouth wide open, Peter's busy filming Agatha and butting in with commentary (much to Agatha's displeasure), and Yelena grips Kate's hand so hard, you are sure she couldn't possibly see anything other than the wall in front of her.
You exhale and look around, trying to spot anything interesting, even though you've been looking at the same set of stairs for the past ten minutes. Strangely enough, you notice a door that surely wasn't there before, because you would've noticed it right away if it was.
While every part of this hotel was renovated, this door looks like it belongs in the past, with heavy iron hinges and a weird looking handle. There are no signs on the door, nor any numbers or words, and when something tugs on your hand, you follow the feeling.
You walk almost in haze, your friends' voices blurred in the background, unfamiliar warmth surrounding you, your chest lighter than it ever was and your mind in a euphoric state. You turn the knob and it gives in, the door rattling loudly as you tug it open, but before you could even glimpse inside, a hand slaps harshly on the wood, the door closing with a loud creak.
You blink owlishly, warmth gone and your head suddenly clear, as you take in Agatha's furious expression.
"It says 'Employees only'," she hisses through gritted teeth, and you step away from the woman.
"No, it doesn't, there's noth-" you choke on your words when you look back at the door, because now it looks like every other door in the room, 'Employees only' written in bold.
You look back at Agatha and apologize, but it seems like she doesn't hear you, her brows furrowed and her eyes flickering between you and the door.
"Okay that's hella creepy," Kate breaks the silence, her unoccupied hand digging in a pocket of her jeans to present a cross. "God will protect us." She puts it around her neck, and nods to herself.
"You don't even believe in God." Yelena jams her in the ribs, not letting go of the brunette's hand.
"You really should," Agatha casually advises, tugging at your elbow to move you further away from the door, "follow me, I'm going to tell you the story of the Scarlet Witch."
You cast one last look at the door and follow her down the hall to the very last room, something warm pressing at the low of your back to lead you. Shuddering at the feeling, you wonder why it is only you who feels something weird. Kate keeps sending you worried looks, but, other than that, she seems okay with Yelena's hand pressed firmly into her side. Peter isn't fazed at all, excitingly recording everything in sight.
Exhaling, you try to relax. If something here wants to harm you it wouldn't use such a gentle approach.
Or maybe it's just luring you in.
When you finally stop in front of room number 208 you feel a poke in your ribs, Yelena nods her head for you to look at Agatha, and you confusedly look up. Apparently, she wants you to open the door. Gulping, you move forward, your hand reaching on its own accord. You turn the doorknob with some hesitation, your hand trembling slightly. When you're met with a sight of a regular hotel room, you let out a quiet breath.
The walls are painted an unassuming beige, with green and brown accents, the earth tones bringing a feeling of calm. The four poster bed is pushed against the farthest wall, with nightstands on either side, and you could already imagine how soft it would feel to sleep in it. But the only thing that truly gets your attention is a floor to ceiling window and a french door, which hopefully leads to a balcony you spotted from the outside.
Agatha walks past you into the room, resting her weight against the foot of the bed. "It was locked," her eyes seem to be glued to yours as she speaks, "second locked door you opened today. I find that… interesting."
You are aware of Peter's camera being shoved right in your face, you're aware of Kate's hand reassuringly clasping your own, aware of Yelena's calming presence, but you are focused on something else entirely. There is this feeling again, now familiar warmth taking root in your chest, almost singing to you. You briefly close your eyes, savoring the sensation, wishing you could feel more.
"This is our most active room," Agatha says, "last year some teenagers decided to use a Ouija board in here and it got even worse. So you're in for a wild ride."
"This is nuts," Kate says from the other side of the room, trailing her hand over the painting of a burning witch.
"Oh, this actually happened here," Agatha drawls, taking note of your surprised faces, "almost a hundred young alleged witches were burnt at the stake here, on these grounds…" Agatha continues on with the story, but your eyes are stuck on Kate, on the other side of the room, your body frozen in shock. You can still feel what you thought was Kate's hand on your own, but with her standing on the other side of the room, and Yelena looking at you like you've grown two heads, you decide it's enough.
"Can you tell them to stop?" you shriek, stepping further into the room.
The warm feeling in your chest intensifies, the ghost of a hand sliding up your arm to settle on your cheek, turning your head to look at the painting. It's so gentle, so soft, it makes you lean your head in search of more.
"Them?" Agatha's voice grounds you. "I believe there's only one witch who is interested in you."
"What's going on?" Kate asks, moving away from the painting. Panic starts to rise in your chest, making you struggle to breathe. "Y/n, are you okay?" Kate's by your side in an instant, hands rubbing your sides, and you lay your head on her shoulder, silently reminding yourself that no ghost can hurt you.
"I thought you were standing beside me, I felt you take my hand, but you were on the other side of the room," you whisper against her shoulder.
"No. We're going back home." Yelena pales and tugs at your elbow, smacking the back of Peter's head with her other arm. "Your idiotic idea is going to give her a heart attack," she hisses and leads you to the door, hurriedly turning the knob.
It doesn't turn.
"What the fuck." She tries to open it again, and again, and again, until Agatha gets pissed and yells at her for trying to break the door.
"If she wants you to stay, you'll stay." She places her palm on the wooden door, and gives everyone a stern look.
"Say the word and I'll break that door open." Peter reappears by your side, looking guilty as ever, his camera now hidden away.
You take a deep breath and look around, now feeling much safer with all of your friends (and Agatha) by your side. The room looks like no one has touched it in years, and the warm, calming feeling in your chest only intensified after your little break down.
Maybe the witch just wants some company.
You meet Peter's eyes and manage a smile. "I survived Yelena's driving, I'm sure I'll be fine after this."
"Are you sure?" Yelena and Peter ask you at the same time.
"Yes, guys, I'm fine. I'm just not used to it like you are," you smile at Peter, and he nods in understanding.
He spent his college years filming in haunted places, a little hobby turned into a full time job as his channel grew bigger and bigger. Usually he invites his friend Wade to film together, but this time he really wanted you to come.
"Glad we settled that. Now sit," Agatha commands.
You take a seat on the bed, Yelena and Kate immediately placing their arms around you. Peter settles in a comfortable looking chair by the window, and Agatha stays standing, clearing her throat before venturing into the story of the Scarlet Witch.
"I'm sure you know that being a redhead, green-eyed, and exceptionally smart young woman in the 17th century meant one thing."
"Barbecue," Yelena mumbles, earning a scathing glare from the older woman.
"Yes. But here's the thing - the Scarlet Witch was never burned at the stake, and not because she was so good at staying hidden, but because she has never had a physical presence in this world, at least one that we know of. There's no proof of her existence, no paintings and no pictures, no sightings either."
Yelena shifts beside you. "Then how do you even know-"
Agatha cuts her off with another scathing glare, before continuing on. "We know because every single one of these poor women cried out her name before their inevitable death. They begged her to save them, but she never did."
"That still doesn't-"
"For the love of god, just shut up and let me finish!" The older woman shrieks, throwing her hands in the air. Momentarily closing her eyes, she clenches her jaw. "She never saved any of these poor girls, feeding on their fear, anger and desperation. She enjoyed what was happening. Hell, she spurged it on, manipulating minds, changing people until they became unrecognizable, and after this hotel was built she took charge, driving owners and residents away, leading people to their inevitable death, and lately possessing unsuspecting women. All of those poor people had one thing to say - 'it was the Scarlet Witch'." She shifts on her feet, turning to look out the window. "Hundreds of years of terror, but there was one good thing she's done. There was a particularly nasty witch trial, the poor girl was accused of seducing a priest's daughter. Imagine the horrors she was bound to be faced with if they got their hands on her. They never did, she escaped their clutches, and every single man involved in the hunt on the girl was brutally murdered. The girl died of old age in the safety of her own home, forever protected by the magic of the Scarlet Witch." Suddenly, her eyes lock on yours. "There's no trace of the Scarlet Witch, but there's a painting of the woman she saved. I'd show it to you, but for you it'll be the same as looking in a mirror, so I'll save myself the trouble."
Peter suddenly sits up straighter, nodding along to Agatha's words.
Kate slides her hand away from your shoulders. "Don't want to make her jealous or anything," she whispers, looking around.
"Do you say this to everyone or..?" You hesitantly speak up.
Her eyes turn serious, causing a chill to run down your spine. "Oh no, buttercup, you're a spitting image of the only woman she deemed worthy enough to save."
"She's not lying," Peter says, "that's actually the reason why I asked you to come." He sends you a sheepish smile, and shows you a picture on his phone. It's an old painting, weathered by time, but undoubtedly beautiful.
The woman looks just like you.
You gulp, your heart hammering in your chest. "Well, I'm not her."
"Maybe not. It's not like it matters." Agatha mumbles, standing up, a faraway look in her eyes. "She must've had her reasons to save the poor girl, and I suspect they were far from noble. Be careful." She looks at you one last time before turning to Peter. "Well, it's been fun entertaining you, but it's nearing midnight, so I'll leave you to your ghost hunting, or whatever it is that you're doing." Her lips purse at the numerous cameras Peter's unloaded from his bag.
"Wait!" You jump up, stalling Agatha. "How do you even know about what happened at the trials? Is there some kind of document?" You're aware of the absurdity of your questions, after all you are the one who experienced all of the activity so far, and while some of it could be blamed on your nerves or your brain playing tricks on you, the door accident still burns at the back of your mind.
"You don't believe me?" Agatha smirks, making you shift uncomfortably. "Don't worry, you'll see, you have a long night ahead." She sends you one last look, and easily opens the door before disappearing behind it.
You fall back on the duvet, pressing your palms against your face. The past hour puts an uncomfortable weight on your chest, and you struggle to wrap your mind around the fact that you're probably going to be targeted even more as the night goes on, either by your terrified, overly anxious mind, or the Scarlet Witch.
The warm feeling you felt when you first stepped into the room slowly disappeared, leaving you to wonder if it's done its job in luring you in.
"Okay, it's time to-"
"We're not using a Ouija board."
"- light up some candles." Peter says, looking quizzically at Yelena. "I'm not stupid, you know." He huffs, rolling his eyes.
You snort, shaking your head at your friends' antics. "Why do we need candles?"
Peter rolls his eyes. "To communicate with ghosts."
"Don't you have some fancy tech for that?"
"I prefer to keep it simple," he shrugs.
You share a look with Yelena. "And we'll be left talking to the AC," you mumble loud enough for Peter to hear and send you a middle finger.
"There's no AC in this room. Some people use flashlights, but I prefer candles. We'll also use a spirit box."
"We're not catching any spirits in a box, right?" You sit up, eyes darting between your friends.
Peter sighs and goes on a rant about his tools, explaining how everything works. To your great relief, you won't have to catch anyone, just put on a blindfold, some noise canceling headphones, and let some spirit talk though one of you.
"Sounds fun," Kate gulps.
"I'm not doing that." You shake your head, crossing your arms.
Peter looks up from the floor, where he adjusts the rem pod, the piece of equipment going off when he touches it with a tip of his finger, calibrating the sensitivity. "Yelena will do that."
It's almost comical how far Yelena's jaw falls. "And why is that, Parker? Why don't you let some spirit use you as a radio?"
"Um… my tarot reader told me you'll do best out of all of us."
Kate starts cackling like a maniac, clutching her stomach and bending over. You can't help laughing either, burrowing your face into the pillow to keep quiet.
Yelena continues arguing with Peter, and you decide to leave them to it and satisfy your curiosity. You smile at the questioning smile Kate sends you, and gesture to the balcony door.
You were right, it is the balcony you saw from the outside, stretching all the way to the other side of the hotel. You sigh and lean against the railing, taking in the view. If you thought it looked terrifying on the way here, it looks even worse from high up. Moonlight shines on crooked trees surrounding the land around the hotel, dark and menacing, broken branches hanging on the last threads. There is a well within walking distance, not too far away from where you parked the car. You swear to yourself you won't let Peter drag you over there, it looks way too creepy.
You finally relax, letting your eyes fall shut for a second, but a blurry movement to your left forced them open. You grip the railing, squinting.
Nothing.
"What the fuck." Kate's voice sounds from the inside, and you rush back just in time to see her exit the adjoined bathroom, snapping the door shut with a terrified look on her face. "No. Oh fuck no. Oh no, no, no."
Peter sits up, alarmed. "What is it?"
"There's blood on the mirror," she whispers, her hands shaking violently, "and in the tub, and on the floor."
Peter immediately gets up, taking the only camera that's been filming the whole time with him. You follow your friend, not paying attention to your shaking hands and your hammering heart.
When the door opens you see a pristine bathroom, so clean it's almost mocking. He inspects every corner from every possible angle, only to come up short.
"Guys?" Kate calls out from behind the door. "Are you good?"
"There's nothing he-" you freeze mid sentence when your eyes land on the mirror.
It's fogged up, one word clearly written.
Your name.
You reach out - not of your own violation, your hand guided by some unseen force - and touch the reflective glass right where your name is. You're hit with a vision, bits and pieces of what feels like distant memory escaping the prison your mind put them in.
You see a wrinkled face of an old man, his expression pure disgust as he spews something right in your face. The scene changes abruptly, and now you're in a dark cell, with only the moon to keep you company. Your heart clenches at the pure anguish you're hit with, the desperation drowning you, leaving you no room to breathe. There's a sudden blur, and everything turns blinding white, and then… you feel that warmth again. A woman stands in front of you, reaching out, her eyes glinting red. She looks ethereal, her skin pale, almost sheer, her unruly hair pushed back by a red tiara. You gulp, feeling the power radiating from her, chest aching with the need to submit to it.
You stumble away from the mirror. There's no warmth in your chest now, only pure, unconcealed dread. You lean against the door, palms pressed to your face. Peter doesn't dare breathe, his hands only shaking slightly as he makes sure to get it in the frame.
"Where did you just go?" He whispers, not daring to speak any louder.
You shake your head, blinking back tears. "Tell me you did this. Tell me it's a prank."
He looks at you, eyes full of fear. He bites on his lower lip, eyes wide. "I did this. I totally did this." He nods rapidly, ushering you out of the room.
Kate and Yelena wait on the other side, each holding a candelabra. You don't even bother to ask where they found them, heading straight to the balcony for a breath of fresh air while Peter explains what happened.
You look at the full moon, rubbing your chest in tight circles.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Again, and again.
The floorboards of the balcony creak, along with the railing, and you wonder if it's all gonna fall to the ground, and bury you in a mess of wood and cement. Maybe that's what the witch wants - for you to stay here forever.
You feel the remains of that need, that hunger for the witch. You long to see her again, even if it's just a glimpse, a whiff of her presence.
When you come back, the lights are off, and Peter is already asking questions, Yelena's terrified expression telling you everything you need to know about the answers they've been provided with.
The candle on the nightstand goes out, and Peter blinks, looking at you. "Weird."
"What?" You ask, looking around, hair on the nape of your neck standing up.
"He asked the ghosts if they wanted us to leave." Kate answers.
"That means they do." Yelena points at the candle.
You shiver, a breeze from the balcony making you curl in on yourself, eyes flickering to every dark corner of the room, flinching whenever you see shadows from the moonlight that look a little too ominous.
Someone is watching you, you're sure. A part of you hopes it's her.
"And why is that weird?" You ask Peter, watching as he collects the candles. You sigh in relief, glad to have missed the conversation.
"I thought they liked us - you - at least," he mumbles.
"Maybe they want us gone so the witch can have some alone time with Y/n." Yelena's brows jump up and down suggestively, and you can't help, but laugh, some of the tension finally seeping away.
That is, until the last candle on the nightstand lights up again, completely on its own.
Peter staggers back, dropping the stack in his hands. "No fucking way," he whispers, "that never happened before."
He pulls back to check the camera, making sure it's still recording.
"That's a yes, right?" Kate gulps, looking at you with wide eyes. "She wants you wants you. It's not a coincidence."
You take a seat on the rocking chair in the corner and close your eyes, reminding yourself that nothing here could ever hurt you. It doesn't really work when you still feel eyes on you. Your hands tremble, and your legs feel too heavy to stand on. Every sound is amplified, your senses going into overdrive, so when a clock stops ticking, you immediately notice.
The clock reads 12:08, the hands still for a moment, before resuming their course.
You're slowly starting to wish you never agreed to come to this place.
Agatha's words ring in your head. What if the witch thinks you're that poor girl? That'll explain the witches' interest in you. Maybe she made you see those visions to help you remember.
But… What if it's not even her that's been following you? What if it's one of the dark entities Agatha told you about? The thought makes you even more uncomfortable - you'd prefer the Scarlet Witch to haunt you instead of some dark, trapped soul, no matter how absurd it sounds.
"Hey," Kate approaches you.
You blink, and offer her a hesitant smile. "Yeah?"
"Are you okay?" She bites on her lip, her hands on your knees.
You nod, and take her hands in yours. "I'm fine. Just a bit shaken up."
She sighs heavily, head falling to rest on your lap. "Same," she mumbles, "I feel like a prey."
You rub her shoulders, hoping to ease some of her tension. "We'll be out of here in the morning."
She looks up, smiling. "Actually, we're not sleeping here. Peter said we'll try to talk to them one last time and then go."
You hum, wondering why the information makes you feel worse. Shouldn't you be relieved to leave earlier?
"Okay, come here," Peter calls, putting noise canceling headphones on Yelena's head.
Kate jumps up, her eyes lightening up at the sight of Yelena sitting rigidly on the chair, a blindfold and headphones in place. "Oh, this is gonna be good," she smiles, settling in front of the blonde.
Peter looks at you. "I think you should ask the questions."
You nod, biting on the inside of your cheek. You think of something appropriate to ask - something that would reveal information without offending any of the spirits here.
"Are we here alone?" You ask, and everyone turns to look at Yelena, awaiting an answer.
Yelena's head bobs up and down, like she's listening to her favorite song, but you know for sure it's just white noise.
"Hello," Yelena says, smiling slightly.
Not alone, then.
You nod, and Peter gestures for you to continue.
"My name is Y/n, what is your name?"
It's quiet for a little while, occasional squeaks from the balcony making you jump up and look around.
When Yelena doesn't answer, Peter decides to speak up. "Did you follow us here from the lobby? Was it you-"
"Shut up," Yelena barks.
Kate stumbles back on the floor, and settles against the foot of the bed. "Oh fuck."
Peter takes a step back, raising his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. Sorry." He nods at you, urging you to continue.
"Do you not like him?" You ask.
"In… in the way…" her voice is unsure as she trails off.
"Peter's in the way? In the way of what?" Kate speaks up, looking at you.
"Deal," the blonde whispers, "owe."
Peter frowns. "You made a deal and you owe someone?"
Yelena purses her lips, tilting her head to the side like she can't quite figure out what is being said.
The bathroom door slowly creaks open.
"Are you in the bathroom?" Kate's voice shakes, and you take her hand, shuffling closer to the girl.
"Blood."
You exhale, looking at the open doorway with wide eyes.
Kate nods rapidly, her hand trembling. "There was a lot of blood. You scared the shit out of me."
Yelena chuckles, "Feed."
So whatever is here has been feeding on your fear.
"Who are you?" You ask again.
"You know," Yelena replies. "You all do."
"What's behind that door?" You have the strongest urge to go back there.
Yelena chuckles, shaking her head. “Go see for yourself.”
Light starts flickering, tears spring to your eyes, and you fight the urge to curl into a ball and cry. Yelena turns her head and sits up, leanings towards you.
"You forgot."
"Forgot about what?" You shudder, eyes darting between the door and Yelena.
"Our deal."
Peter darts to the other side of the room and snaps the door to the bathroom shut, his mouth set in a flat line. "We're leaving."
"She can't," Yelena singsongs.
"There's no deal. You're mistaken," Peter snaps, collecting the equipment.
"What deal?" You hesitantly ask.
Lightning strikes outside, a loud boom of thunder following. The painting of the burning witch falls.
"I own y-"
Peter tugs off the headphones, Yelena's mouth snaps shut. She tugs off the blindfold and blinks, brows set in confusion. "Are we gonna start any time soon?"
Kate groans, falling face first to the floor. "Fuck my life."
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Before you yell at me - yes, there will be a part two
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Praise Be, The Scarlet Witch | Wanda Maximoff
Pairing: Cult Leader!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Warnings: non-con, dubcon, magical penises, mind control, worship and other cultist activities.
Word Count: 2,500+
Genre: smut
Summary: Y/N knows something is going on in the house next door. Tonight, she’ll find out exactly what.
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I could’ve sworn I heard people chanting.
I sat up in my bed, the sheet covering me slipping down my torso as I shifted to look out the half opened window. A slight breeze and the chirping of crickets came through, but I could’ve sworn I heard chanting.
I strained my ears and I heard it again. Soft, like a mumble; incoherent but constant.
I threw the sheet off my body and rushed to the window, trying my hardest to tell where the sound was coming from. I looked at the house across from mine, a dim light in one of the windows, but no other signs of life.
It was the Maximoff house. The parents of the neighborhood always whispered about the girl who lived in that house. They say she killed her parents, her brother, and almost killed herself. But, those were just some silly rumors.
I was dying to get a look at that Maximoff girl, as she should’ve been about my age and I was curious about her. There was always something weird about the house - creepy sounds, never any lights on, dogs frequently barked when they passed it, like they sensed something lurking inside.
I made my way to my closet, slipping on my sneakers and sneaking out of my room, quietly making my way downstairs and outside to investigate. I closed the door behind me and snuck over to the neighboring house, the soft chanting getting louder.
I walked around the house and found a door leading to the basement of the house. The padlock was broken and left haphazardly next to it. I crept l closer to the door, pressing myself against it to listen. The chanting was definitely coming from inside there.
I opened the door, the creaking startling me slightly as I slipped inside, walking down the long, dark hallway that led to god knows what. The chanting was louder now, and I could finally understand what they were saying.
Praise be, the Scarlet Witch. Praise be, the Scarlet Witch.
What the hell did that mean? I continued to make my way towards the sound, finally coming to another door that would surely lead to me finding some answers.
I grabbed hold of the knob, my hand shaking as I turned it slowly. I pulled open the door, peeking one eye in to see what awaited me.
People on their knees, heads bowed in front of a statue of a beautiful woman, and in front of that statue was the woman it was molded after. It must’ve been the Maximoff girl! She was hovering, her legs crossed, eyes closed, seemingly meditating as the group in front of her continued to chant.
She was dressed in dark clothing, dark hair, with rings adorning her fingers. She was, admittedly, very beautiful and I couldn’t stop staring at her. Something drew me to her, something I was currently fighting inside myself.
“Y/N.”
I could hear my name being said by the sweetest voice, but nobody was looking at me, nobody was speaking to me. They were still chanting and she still had her eyes closed.
“Y/N. Come to me.”
A shiver crept down my spine at the sound of her voice and I realized that the Maximoff girl was now looking at me, eyes blood red.
I was startled, suddenly very terrified at what I had gotten myself into. This was just a dream, right? I was just having a nightmare.
“Come.”
Red wisps wrapped around me and pulled me through the door. I struggled to no avail as I hovered over the praying people and went straight over to her. Face to face, she looked angelic, ethereal even, but I was scared. Was this the work of the devil?
“No devil. No demons. Just me.”
“Who are you?” I yelped, the wisps tightening around me ever so slightly.
“They call me the Scarlet Witch.” She gestured to the crowd with her hand.
All of them stayed bowed before her, not even registering that I was in the room with them.
“What are you?” My voice was small and afraid.
“I am chaos.”
Her voice echoed in my head and I let out a shriek, realizing that her lips hadn’t moved at all. This was beyond cult shit, this was on a whole different level of witchcraft.
She raised her hand towards me and I flinched, struggling to shy away from her. Red mist poured from her fingertips and surrounded me. I could feel it entering me from my nose, my mouth, my eyes …
Untold pleasures flooded my senses, and I could feel myself responding to her mind tricks. Her magic was touching every inch of my mind, my body, my soul. The pleasure was otherworldly, nothing I had ever felt before. She was gonna make me cum …
“Yes, give in to me.”
“W-what?” I moaned, still trying fruitlessly to fight her off.
“Give yourself to me. Give in.”
I let out a pathetic whimper as my body hummed with her power. I felt so good, so strong, so throughly fucked. My mind and my body had finally invited her in, and she wasted no time in exploring me.
“Yes,” she hissed softly, beckoning me closer with her stained fingers. “You’re mine.”
“I-I’m …” I shook my head, trying to get my senses back under my own control.
Vibrations started up between my thighs and I squeezed them together the best I could. She smiled at me, her eyes a deeper red than before.
“Mine.” She practically growled at me, her magic intensifying at her singular word.
“Oh god,” I moaned, my head falling back and my hips jerking towards nothing as the magic coursed through me. “I’m yours, I’m yours! J-just … just …”
“Just what?” Her voice was laced with fake sweetness and I felt myself clenching around nothing at the sound.
“Just let me -!”
She tilted her head at me and I could see us in my mind, in different positions, different situations, her glorious body being worshiped by me day and night, our pleasure becoming too much for my mind to handle.
For a split second I couldn’t help but wonder if this is how everyone in the room got themselves into this situation.
She flicked her fingers at me again and the images intensified, the pleasure nearly becoming real. I could almost feel her tongue on my clit, her beautifully jeweled dagger caressing my breasts as she fucked me roughly, her hands all over my body, her thick cock touching every inch of my insides, fucking me in every hole.
“Oh, fucking god!” I cried weakly, my eyes rolling back into my head as pleasure overtook me.
But as I felt myself reaching release, it stopped. I gasped, panting softly as I regained my senses. She was no longer inside my head. What was she? How could she possibly do this?
She leaned towards me and pressed her lips to mine and I let her kiss me, not even bothering to struggle any longer. She was too strong to fight. She had the ability to fuck me without ever touching me - fucking my body and mind senseless.
“You’re learning quickly.” She stood from her sitting position, reaching for the buttons of my nightshirt. “I love a pet that catches on quickly.”
I shook my head, watching helplessly as she undid my shirt, letting it fall from my trembling shoulders in a heap on the ground.
She stared at me for a moment, taking in the sight of my breasts as if it would be the last thing she ever saw.
My chest heaved as she slipped her delicate fingers in the hem of my shorts, playing with the fabric teasingly.
“I can’t wait to play with you and your mind. You’re so strong willed.” She brought her face to my neck and inhaled my scent, sending shivers down my spine. “I can’t wait to break you.”
My legs trembled as she slid the garment down, letting them fall next to my discarded shirt.
She trailed her fingers down, caressing my sex, covered only by the thin fabric of my panties. I twitched, my hips jerking towards her as she ran her strong fingers along my slit.
“So sensitive. So receptive.”
“M-miss …” I cried, my whole body shaking with need.
She smiled to herself as she circled my clit with gentle touches.
“You’ll give in to me. Just as they all did.”
Tears slid down my cheeks as I realized she was referring to the crowd that was still praying before her. I didn’t want to become one of them!
“You’ll be more than what they are.” She whispered against my lips, kissing me softly. “You’ll be my toy. My most obedient follower.”
“I don’t …”
“It doesn’t matter what you want.” Her green eyes went red again and I could feel her creeping around inside my mind again. “Look.”
I met her gaze, realizing that she had released me and I had been standing before her out of my own free will. I tried to move my feet, move my body, but a little voice inside my head told me I really didn’t want to leave her. It was her voice.
“I’m inside you. You belong to me.”
She wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me close to her, her grip tightening ever so slightly, making the ache between my legs increase.
“You’ll never leave. Nobody ever does.”
I cried then, realizing that this was it. I had gotten myself into this and there was no getting out.
“You didn’t do anything.” She laughed. “I brought you here. Do you think anyone else in Westview can hear anything that happens here? That they can find the entrance so easily?” She shook her head. “No. I control this town. I decide who becomes my next victim.”
“Why me?” I sobbed.
“You were fascinated with me, with the stories about me. Don’t you think I could hear your thoughts - so loud, thinking about me all the time.”
“I didn’t know -!”
“And now you do.” She released me and I took a deep breath. “Kneel.”
Without a second thought I was on my knees, looking up at the beautiful monster in front of me.
“I’ve got a welcoming gift for my new pet.” She said with a smile.
She lifted up the skirt she was wearing and tugged her underwear down, kicking them to the side once they reached her boots. With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and her skirt tented up.
My eyes widened as a glowing red cock materialized between her legs. It was thick, long, and dripping from the tip. She brought her hand down and stroked it, her skirt bunching up around her hips as she bit her lip and brought the dick to my waiting mouth.
Eagerly, I took her length in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on her. Her moans were intoxicating and I couldn’t help but want to pleasure her more just from the sound.
“That’s right,” she ran her fingers through my hair, guiding me slightly. “You want this as much as I do.”
I looked up at her and nodded, her pulsing cock still in my mouth as I brought my hands up to stroke the base.
“You’re good at this.” She breathed, a slight look of jealousy in her eyes as she stared down at me.
I continued to meet her gaze, my eyes innocent as I practically choked on her length.
“Choke on it.” She giggled, guiding my head down to take more of her into my mouth. “Next time I’ll make it even bigger so I can train that pretty mouth of yours.”
I squeezed my eyes shut as she groaned softly, cum spurting into my mouth and down my throat as she came. Her hips jerked and her legs twitched as she finished. She threw her head back and continued to pump herself into my eager mouth, riding out her high completely.
“Let’s see what that pussy of yours can do now.” She breathed and a flash of panic spread throughout my body before instantly disappearing. “Lay down.”
I laid back on the marble of the floor, the crowd now able to see me if they lifted their heads ever so slightly.
“Do you want them to watch?” She questioned and I shook my head, blood rushing to my cheeks in shame and embarrassment. “Let them see what a good girl you are for me.”
They all raised their heads as if on command, their chanting stopping as they watched my trembling body. She got on top of me, smiling devilishly as she positioned herself between my legs.
“As your leader, you need to give yourself to me; mind, body and soul.” She spoke softly, stroking the cock against my aching entrance.
She slipped herself inside of me without much resistance at all. She let out a little mewl as she started to fuck me, her hips pressed firmly against mine as she got herself used to the feel of me.
“God, you’re so fucking tight.” She groaned, resting her forehead against mine. “I’m not gonna last long.”
I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and my legs around her waist, pulling her impossibly close to me. She was so deep inside me I couldn’t feel anything else. I let out a whine as she thrust up against me, fucking me hard and deep. Her lips found my neck and she sucked and bit along my shoulder, claiming me.
I dug my nails into her shoulders, holding onto her for dear life as she fucked me mercilessly. I was seeing stars as she hit the deepest parts of me.
“Unh, I’m fucking gonna …” and before she could finish her sentence she let out a low moan, cumming inside of me.
Her cum leaked out of me as she continued to pump herself inside of me. I held her close, making sure she fucked all of her cum back into me.
“I’m gonna breed you.” She growled into my ear and I shuddered. “I’m gonna fuck a baby into you every night.”
“Please,” I whimpered against her neck. “I’m yours.”
“That’s right,” she whispered back, pressing open mouthed kisses along my jaw. “You’re my precious pet, aren’t you?”
I nodded contently and I could feel our pussies touching as her magical cock disappeared. She rutted up against me and my hips rolled against hers with a hungry fervor. She moaned into my ear as she rubbed her clit against my own, getting us both off.
“This pussy … I’ll never get enough of this pussy.” She grunted and I nearly came from her words alone.
She bit down into my neck roughly and that’s all it took for me to cum all over her, my throbbing, aching cunt finally reaching release after being used the whole night.
She came right along with me, moaning my name softly as our juices dripped down our thighs and we had made a mess of her altar.
“They know now what you are.” She panted against my neck before turning to face the crowd that watched us with blank expressions on their faces. “You now know what you are.”
She returned her attention to me and turned my head slightly so she could look at the mark that appeared behind my ear; it looked like a crown in the shape of an ‘M’.
“You are mine.”
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Demonic
Nun Wanda Maximoff x Demon Fem Reader
Warnings: Smut. Shameless smut. If you aren't comfortable with reading it, just scroll along and don't press any buttons. You are banned from pressing buttons ;),
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It was quiet around the covenant, Sister Maximoff was always on last call duty, walking the halls after dark to make sure that her sisters were all secluded to their own quarters. Once she was sure that no one was out after hours, she returned to Sister Y/L/N, she had been there years prior to Wanda's arrival but her other subordinates were oddly submissive to her.
"The halls are clear Sister." Wanda informed her as she closed the door behind her.
"Thank you Sister Maximoff." She walked around Wanda and locked the door before she pushed Wanda to sit in the chair, a sinister smile on her face as she looked over the beauty before her. "It's a shame really."
"What is?" Wanda questioned as she tilted her head. A look of confusion on her face.
"Your beauty is such a waste here." She whispered as she leaned over Wanda, her eyes flickering black for a brief moment.
"I don't understand." Wanda whispered as Y/N smirked.
"Such an innocent being." She husked out as she caressed Wanda's jaw with her long cold fingers. "I bet it was your father's wish to send you here." Wanda was stunned by how bold Sister Y/L/N was being, but her mind was also on the way her fingertips felt on her skin.
"My father only wanted me to follow the path that God had set out for me." She whispered as Y/N chuckled manically.
"What about the path you wanted for yourself?" Y/N questioned. "The adventures you could have been having outside of these confines."
"You speak as though you know of such adventures." Wanda stated as Y/N smiled down at her words.
"Such a smart girl." Y/N praised her. "I bet you yearn to live a full life, not this half life you have taken on."
"You're just as stuck as me." Wanda told her.
"That's where you are wrong, my sweet love." Y/N snarled as she leaned in closer to her. "I have the freedom to leave this place, with just the snap of my fingers."
"But our path." Wanda tried as Y/N's hands moved to her thighs, squeezing harshly before moving them up.
"Our paths have been entwined." Y/N husked as her hands moved just above her pubic bone, gripping at the fabric that covered her. "Not the path your father has chosen for you." She ripped the fabric away, revealing Wanda's white underwear. "The path that was written for us." Her hands ghosted over Wanda's covered core, licking her lips as she looked into Wanda's eyes. Her eyes changing to their natural smoky black, causing Wanda to gasp.
"You're." She tried to fight Y/N away who gripped her hands, baring her teeth at the woman.
"Yes." She snarled. "I am and I always get what I want." She leaned closer to Wanda who turned her face away. "And I want you." She bit Wanda's ear, making the woman whimper at the new sensation.
"This isn't right." Wanda whispered as Y/N started to nip softly at her neck, her hands moving to Wanda's underwear, ripping them away and causing her to gasp as the cold air brushed against her puffy and dripping cunt.
"Yet, you aren't pushing me away." Y/N inhaled through her nose. "And your arousal says you want this just as much as I." She growled as she thrusted a finger in her gaping hole, causing Wanda to moan at the sudden intrusion. "Listen to the sound Wanda, your juices flowing, all for me and me alone."
"All for you." Wanda whimpered as Y/N kept a steady pace.
"Look at my fingers Wanda." Y/N growled as she added another. "Look at how they disappear inside of you." Wanda moaned at the sight, Y/N's digits disappearing and reappearing at a faster pace. "I want to ruin you." She growled. "Make you mine. Mark your soul as mine."
"Please." Wanda moaned as she gripped the sides of the chair. "Take me away." Her eyes closed as she reached her first ever orgasm, her cum coating Y/N's fingers as she helped her ride out her high. Wanda listened as Y/N chanted in old Latin before she felt a burning sensation on her wrist. Y/N's mark now burned into her porcelain skin.
"Now you are mine for the taking." And in that moment, the two disappeared, leaving the room as it were before they had participated in their activities.
Y/N had shown Wanda the life and the adventures she was missing out on. The touch and ravenous love of another as she had mind blowing orgasms, night after night. Completely forgoing the oath she had made at her father's request, the disappointment of her father would not affect her as she felt everything that was only ever described in those novels she loved to read when she was a girl.
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CHEERFUL OBLIVION - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER
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Summary: Your duty is to watch her 'till Chton comes for her, even if you hate it, but do you really hate it? Especially when you start to get to know Wanda. The bond begins to torment you.
But, oh Lord, you've never been so in love.
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chapter one
chapter two
chapter three
chapter four
chapter fivechapter six
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tw: angst, fluff, angst with a happy ending.
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Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.
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Six thousand years ago, after the beginning, there was a malevolent and ancient demon that plagued the face of the earth for a long time.
Chthon, one of the most powerful deities among the demons as he was one of the firsts to exist, managed to maintain control until he was banished.
Unwilling to give up power, created a castle on top of Wundagore Mountain, carving his dark magic into the walls with evil spells prophesying the existence of a sorceress. The most powerful being, the Scarlet Witch, who would end up freeing him from his eternal exile.
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Chton was gone, but his followers remained over time, as did his sacred book: ‘The Darkhold’.
Demons roamed the earth, but not as everyone thought.
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NOVI GRAD
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The sound of gunshots echoed, stinging and destructive; soldiers on one side and rebels on the other shooting and falling to the ground. The fire in the streets, terror had an exquisite scent for beings like her.
Civilians hid to avoid being caught in the firefights, trying to live as normal a life as possible in what they believed in was hell.
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Suddenly, the gunshots stopped, exposing the sound of those combat boots against the dusty ground.
That woman came out of that dark alley, there was no fear in those deep eyes.
Her hair and clothes were immaculate, there were no traces of gunpowder on that leather jacket, nor dust on her perfect hair.
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Sighing, Y/N walked towards that street but in matter of seconds she appeared on the terrace of a building. Seemed that they would soon fall apart, the dim lights just showed the power would go out soon.
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Oh, she hated those places and at the same time she loved them. Chaos always had an exquisite flavor.
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But Y/N just smiled, her eyes changing color to a yellowish tone. Her pupils were vertical, like those of a cat or a snake.Those were her true eyes. She was a demon, of course, and not a very young one.
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“What a turmoil, huh?”
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“The US Air Force will launch the bombing soon…” someone said behind her, watching as the planes hovered over the city. A sensual and deep female voice.
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A red-haired woman stood next to her, watching that beautiful city be devoured by fire and violence. It was scary, but for them, it was perfect. Chaos was something they needed, they fed on it. It was no coincidence that she and a demon like Abaddon were there.
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“Why have you summoned me here? Lots of work?” Y/N tilted her head, watching the redhead. She looked like a sharp-tongued woman. “I mean, this place looks really bad and it’s kinda my specialty, but I'm a little busy with a war between-.”
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“Leviathan.” Abaddon said her name, making Y/N stop. That was her real name, not Y/N. Although Y/N was the one she chose to feel part of the… world.Names had power and Y/N knew that if Abaddon said it, she had power over her.
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“She’s here.” The voice and the way Abaddon said it made her blood run cold.
Y/N frowned at her, that could only mean one thing and it was impossible. Millennia waiting for that moment, so much so that now it seems so distant and impossible.
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“Who?” She played that game, naivety, and she was so good at it. A nearby explosion caused the ground to shake, but neither of them flinched.
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“Who Chton has been waiting so long for.” Abaddon smiled proudly, finally happy to say those words.
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“The Scarlet Witch.” Y/N gasped, couldn't believe that was true. “But…”
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Although that was good news for any demon from the depths of hell, Y/N didn't seem to think the same.
That meant the end of a world she became accustomed to, the end of comforts, the end of hedonism. Goodbye New York Pizza, goodbye to the sunsets in the Maldives, goodbye to good movies and good music.
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Despite that, Y/N tried to fake her best mischievous smile. “Are you sure?”
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“Yes… Thanks to you, we found the place where the Darkhold was buried, and now... You need to take care of it.” Abaddon pointed towards one of the buildings in front of them, through the window you could see an adorable woman lying on an old sofa, with her two little ones. “That’s her.”
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“The woman?” Y/N asked curiously, tilting her head.
Her hair was brown, had a charming smile and big eyes although you couldn't distinguish their color. A happy look despite the tragedy surrounding her family.
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“No.” Abaddon rolled her eyes and pointed at the little girl, cuddling next to her mom. “The girl.”
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But Y/N took a moment before speaking, her brow furrowed in confusion, she took a better look at the little girl.
Without a doubt, she had an undeniable resemblance to her mother.
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“But she’s a kid.” Y/N mumbled, somewhat confused. “They’re children.”
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“Yes, and?...” Abaddon raised an eyebrow, already more annoyed than she expected.
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After a few seconds, Y/N just wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “Yeah, no, I don’t mess with the tiny ones.”
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Surprised by her rejection, the higher demon turned to see Y/N, who was still looking at the little girl curiously. How come something so powerful was so small and insignificant?
Abbadon could tell a hint of pity, perhaps sympathy, something that shouldn't have been there but Y/N had always been a pain in the ass.
Y/N had spent more time with humans than she had in hell.
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“Your job is to do what Chton ordered you to do.” The redhead growled, showing those terrifying red eyes. Abaddon was superior to Y/N, just because Y/N had screwed up a few times.
The truth is, Y/N didn't want to be a 'demon', like it was a big deal.
She always repeated over and over again that she was only there because of a mistake, Y/N -or Leviathan- didn't mean to fall, was a high-ranking angel, she just hung around the wrong people... wrong time!
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Therefore, she has always been a ‘bad’ demon. Cruel sometimes but morally decent. And the children, well, it was something she was never going to be able to understand. She would never attack children.
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“But they’re kids-” This time, she seemed more confident in her words.
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Fed up with her rambling and babbling, Abaddon quickly cut her off. “We don't need you to kill her, just... make sure her destiny continues as it should be. Watch her, do not intervene.”
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“And I’m not a fucking guardian angel or something, I fell for something- ” Y/N growled.
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“Do as you're told.” Through her teeth, Abaddon grabbed the collar of Y/N’s shirt, showing why she was superior now. She was much more aggressive and volatile. “We're not playing… he’s not playing.”
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After a few tense moments, Abaddon released her and took a few steps back. Annoyed, Y/N simply sighed and shook her head.
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“Take it as a promotion for such good work on your… what do humans call it? Red Room.” Abaddon hissed with an evil smile before completely disappearing from that place.
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Sighing, Y/N stared at that place, knowing that it wouldn't last long if Chton needed that girl to exploit her potential.
Three hours later, she witnesses a missile destroying Wanda Maximoff's home, beginning the chaos and pain in the girl’s life.
2014
HYDRA Research Base
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“Hail Hydra!” One of the soldiers yelled, stepping aside, letting the woman in.
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The cold, musty dark walls of the place seemed depressing to Y/N, her combat boots echoed down that hallway until she reached that horrible man's office.
She had known this man for fifteen years and there wasn't even a moment where she didn't want to rip his head off.
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“Hail Hydra.” Baron Von Strucker said quickly, but Y/N didn't return that greeting.
Y/N wasn't interested in having any kind of contact with Hydra, especially with the ‘leftovers’, but right now it was a necessary evil.
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“We found two volunteers for the tests, as you said… I must say that the results have been extraordinary.” Strucker smiled brightly, more than the demon expected.
Y/N frowned, walking through the office until she reached the window, a beautiful view of the lake and the forests of Sokovia.
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“I know.” The woman murmured somewhat thoughtfully. “How is she?”
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She didn’t expect Wanda and Pietro to seek refuge in Hydra, but the girl's resentment grew more and more. Something Chton and Abaddon believed was essential, Y/N had never taken the time to know or care about Wanda either. Despite knowing the girl for fifteen years, she had always been distant, fearing 'closeness' or as Abaddon would say: 'attachment'.
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“How do you know it's a 'she'?” Von Strucker asked, raising an eyebrow, quite confused. No one but him and some soldiers knew that they were twin brothers, a boy and a girl.
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But Y/N's glare made him reconsider his words.
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“I know everything, don't forget who has helped you all these years. I am your superior, I am your god.” she said through clenched teeth. Suddenly, those human eyes changed to yellowish serpent eyes.
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But before Y/N could say anything, a screeching sound and the red lights indicated the alarms were activated, they were being attacked.
The Avengers crossed the walls that surrounded the castle, ready to take back Loki's scepter.
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Growling in annoyance, Y/N walked towards the door.
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“Attack the city, split them up.” Y/N said to Strucker before disappearing from that place.
She needed to look for Wanda, needed to get her out of that place before the avengers found her but an empty room answered everything the demon needed to know.
Screaming in frustration, the demon disappeared from the scene. How could she have lost her?
“How did you lose her?!” Abaddon shouted, violently approaching to Y/N. Her face was as red as her hair, and her eyes threatened to pop out of their sockets soon. There were very few times that Y/N had seen Abaddon like that.
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Both were in an office in one of the tallest buildings in New York, close to the Avengers Tower.
It was no surprise that a demon like Abaddon had a firm like ‘Hogarth, Chao & Benowitz’ in her hands.
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Y/N squeezed her fists preventing herself from exploding. She didn't like being reprimanded by Abaddon at all, much less in front of other demons.
Things in Sokovia had gotten out of control.
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Wanda and Pietro escaped, first manipulated by Ultron and then by the fucking Avengers. As a result, Pietro died in Sokovia trying to save the world. That would have been great if it served its purpose, but it didn't.
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“She lost her twin brother in that battle, her potential has not been unleashed yet.... but is there, I know is in there.” Y/N was quick to say, then clenched her jaw. Abaddon was about to lose it until she heard the last thing. “The Avengers took her, she's with S.H.I.E.L.D. now.”
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Those words managed to appease the redhead's anger, who sat back down in her huge chair. Some of the demons around her whispered a few things, good or bad, but good enough for Y/N to stay alive.
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“Go with those 'Avengers' or whatever. Do what you must, don't let her out of your sight.” The fierce-eyed woman said, raising an eyebrow. “Chthon will destroy you if you don't, he needs the girl alive.”
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Clenching her jaw, Y/N just nodded.
She decided to turn on her heels and walk towards the door but the war spirit inside couldn't leave it just like that.
Why? She spent fifteen years making sure that stupid girl was suffering to fulfill her own destiny. Through suffering, Wanda Maximoff would transform into the Scarlet Witch, taking on the mantle that belonged to her.
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Should she keep doing it now? Even more?
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“If she's so powerful, why should I take care of her? I’m not a fucking angel anymore.” Y/N complained, looking at Abaddon one last time.
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The demons around them closed their eyes in suffering, they knew that later they would have to suffer and endure Abaddon's wrath because of Y/N.
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“Just do as I say, Leviathan!” Abaddon hissed through those white teeth and then glanced out of the corner of her eye at one of the demons. It was a woman with black hair and brown eyes like a puppy. She was wearing a white shirt buttoned all the way. Her black hair was tied in a tight ponytail. Looked like a secretary or something like that. “And take this useless spawn with you. I'm sick of her.”
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Sighing, Y/N just shook her head and left the office, quickly followed by that girl.
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“Stolas… what did you do now?!” Y/N asked, pressing the elevator button, noticing how the brunette next to her finally untied the collar of that perfectly ironed shirt. Y/N knew that if Abaddon kicked her out was because she was fed up with Stolas, a rather young and troublesome demon.
Had some important hierarchical level, but not as high as Abaddon or herself. She this big problem called: being naive.
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Stolas was going to speak but Y/N stopped her. “You know what? I don't wanna know.”
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Once both entered the elevator, they remained silent until Stolas couldn't take it anymore and blurted out everything. “I fucked up in the Red Room, big time.”
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“I told you I didn't want to know!” Y/N growled and then shook her head, thinking that maybe now with Stolas it would be a lot harder.
After a few seconds, the elevator reached the ground floor but before they got out, the brunette turned to look at her.
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“Lev?”
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At that 'nickname', Y/N turned to look at her and noticed the concern in those brown eyes.
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“You don't want to disappoint him again.”
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And those words chilled Y/N’s blood, not just because of the way Stolas said it, with so much fear. But because they both knew that disappointing Chton was a direct ticket to nothing, to the abyss, to be thrown into a black hole never to come out again. That was much worse than hell.
If that sounded bad, betraying or disappointing him was much worse.
Frowning, she just shook her head. “I won’t.”
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“Thank you for this, Ma'am. You won't regret it.” Y/N said with a kind smile. She was wearing a dark combat suit, typical of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
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After the fiasco in Sokovia, Y/N used her tricks to stay on S.H.I.E.L.D as an agent. She couldn't just walk in and take Wanda away like it was nothing, it would alert the Avengers and the demon didn't have time to unleash chaos like that.
She needed to be sneaky, and passing as an agent and keeping an eye on the Sokovian was the best idea in mind.
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“After what I've been told about how you've performed in Sokovia, I know you'll do very well here.” Maria Hill smiled and shook her hand.
Maria was an excellent agent, but she could not overcome a demon’s manipulation.
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After half an hour talking about the job they would have at the Compound, that of course working with Avengers was much harder. The missions were much more complex, dangerous, many times with risk of losing their lives and it was a responsibility that they had to assume, if they wanted to be there.
She also explained to Y/N and Stolas that their superior, Natasha Romanoff, would look for them later to meet them.
After five more minutes, both left Hill's office walking through the hallways, greeting some agents who passed by them.
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“So… What’s your name?” Stolas asked curiously. “Your human name, I mean.”
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“The same as always, I get confused if I change it too much.” Y/N wrinkled her nose and then held out her ID.
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“Y/N Y/L/N?” Stolas read slowly and then handed back the ID. “Cool name.”
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“I've been using it for so long that I already forgot mine.” Y/N shrugged as they left the elevator and walked towards the room they would both share.
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“It’s Leviathan.” Stolas said quickly and in an overly naïve manner, causing Y/N to let out a confused giggle.
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“... It was a joke.”
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“Oh.” The brunette nodded slowly, surprised. Of course this was all new to her, she had some 'jobs' on Earth but not much to socialize with humans. After a few seconds she took out her ID and showed it to Y/N proudly. “I’ll be Julia Hale. I’m an agent.”
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Y/N watched with curiosity as the girl smiled seeing the ID and then put it in her pocket. “Why are you so excited? We're supposed to hate them, you should hate this like you all demons do.”
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“Well, I haven't been around here much...” Jules shrugged. “We're supposed to use them, I'm more excited to experience new things and I like to hurt them sometimes over there, in hell. Working with Abaddon was… awful and boring. Mostly awful, so this is better.”
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But Y/N just listened to everything carefully, noticing that she was telling the truth. In a way she thought that perhaps Abaddon sent Stolas to spy on her, but Stolas - or 'Jules' now - was telling the truth. Abaddon just wanted to get rid of her.
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Once they finally arrived at the training area, both walked through the gym, approaching a more private training area where only the Avengers and some agents close to the group trained.
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In the distance, you could see how a brunette and a redhead battled in a ring to maintain control but the widow defeated the sokovian easily.
Y/N tilted her head, noticing that Wanda didn't seem bothered by hitting the mat again and again, but rather tired, staring blankly waiting for it to finish.
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"That's our best weapon?" Jules frowned looking at Wanda.
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“That one is interesting.” Y/N referred to Natasha.
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The woman was very skilled, fast, and of course even if Wanda tried hard, she would never make the widow fall without powers.
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“The Black Widow. Dangerous. One of the best weapons in the Red Room for a long time…”
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“Come on. Jab, Wanda!” Y/N muttered under her breath, trying to encourage her 'protege' but once again, Natasha ended up making Wanda fall.
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The demon just shook herhead, how was it possible that that girl ended up being the Scarlet Witch? She could barely stand up.
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“At least she’s pretty.” Jules mumbled, breaking Y/N out of her thoughts.
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“You shouldn't think that.” Y/N frowned.
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But the brunette just shrugged. “Come on… Like you never fucked humans.”
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“I did, but I don't worship them, I just use them.” As if she was seriously offended, Y/N just grunted and rolled her eyes.
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“I just said she's pretty... it's not like you thought that too.” Jules rolled her eyes too. She didn't know why there was such a scandal in liking a ‘human’, without a doubt seeing them was better than some infernal beast in the depths of the darkness. “Anyway, that's all we can do, she’s Chton’s pet.”
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Y/N didn't say anything, just stayed silent as they watched the blonde and brunette fight one more time.
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Wanda just sat far away so she could drink some water, but although the demon thought it must be tiredness, the sokovian seemed down.
You could tell in her aura, something wasn't right about her at all and it stirred something in Y/N, something she couldn't identify.
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“Do you already know what will happen to her?”Jules asked curiously, watching Y/N who kept her gaze fixed on the sokovian. “... that makes her... You know, change?”
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“No one knows... I thought it would be Pietro's death, but apparently it's something more devastating.” Y/N sighed. “Just that it will be painful enough to break her whole world.”
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Although she didn't know it, those words would weigh heavily in the future. As if it were a revelation.
Wanda got up again but this time she walked away from the gym.
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“Who’s the golden retriever?” Y/N asked as she watched the brunette fall to the mat once again, the blonde seeming to be winning once again.
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The blonde raised her ice-cold gaze and collided with Y/N's for a moment, like she knew something wasn't right, until returning to Kate it softened.
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“Kate Bishop… and Yelena Belova, she is the widow’s sister.”
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“Mh… interesting. Maybe we should start there, Kate looks like a weak point and desperate for a friend.”
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That day passed slowly, first day at the Compound had been quite tiring. As if interviews with Maria Hill weren't stressful enough, briefings between Avengers were worse.
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“Do we really have to do this?”
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“Yes. We have to.”
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The sun finally hid behind the huge treetops that surrounded the place.
Y/N and Jules were returning from a long training session, and although they had much higher stamina than a human being or a superhuman, it was quite boring doing things that you could easily overcome as a demon.
Once they reached the rooms, they bumped into a redhead who was waiting outside with crossed arms.
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“You must be the newbies.” With a smug smile, Natasha greeted them both. “Shame I wasn't at your training today, but someone told me you both are deadly.”
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Y/N didn't say anything, she knew that if she drew too much attention it could complicate things.
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“I spoke with Maria and now you both will work with us-”
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Before Y/N could say anything against it, Natasha continued speaking since she was her superior. “You can dine with us if you want. Meet the team... there are just a few of us now.”
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Jules's eyes widened excited while Y/N remained the same, of course she didn't feel like socializing with those people but couldn't arouse suspicion either.
Y/N just nodded slowly, giving a fake kind smile.
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‘I'm not hungry now, but thank you. Maybe another time.’ It was something she would have said but ended up saying: “Sure.”
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“Great.” Natasha exclaimed, winking flirtatiously. The three walked together to the kitchen while chatting pleasantly, it was a more private area where the other agents wouldn't be snooping around.
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At the table were Kate Bishop and Yelena playing some video games, Steve was chatting with Bucky and Bruce, who was cooking. Wanda was on the couch far away, trying to read, and Vision was looking out the window with a thoughtful look.
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“Hey.” Natasha caught everyone's attention. “This is Y/N and Julia, they are new and tonight they are going to have dinner with us.”
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Y/N felt everyone's gaze on her and could feel the heat on the back of her neck.
She had never felt so exposed, and above all, she had never felt so uncomfortable in centuries.
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Everyone greeted them kindly, Steve was very kind to come over and shake their hands. Yelena just nodded her head saying 'hey' and Kate looked like an adorable puppy excited to meet the new agents, which made Y/N slowly walk away. Feeling deeply uncomfortable.
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Bruce was quick to say that dinner was ready, and everyone seemed happy about it, willing to help set the table, but something caught Y/N's attention.
Sighing, Wanda walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water and instead of returning to her seat, she walked away.
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“Where is she going?” Y/N asked as she watched the sokovian disappear.
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“Wanda doesn't like spending a lot of time outside her room. She's having hard times, the girl lost her twin brother recently.” Natasha wrinkled her nose as she helped carry the salad to the table.
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“In her Emo era, huh?” Jules joked but Y/N nudged her. “Ouch.”
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“You know, I think… I want to take a shower first, I'm not that hungry anyway but thank you.” Y/N said as she walked out, finding the perfect reason to leave and not have to socialize with them.
That job was tedious enough without having to listen to Bruce Banner or Kate's jokes.
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She decided to go up to their room, taking a nice hot shower and read a nice book until the clock struck midnight.
Jules was snoring on the next bed, really tired.
Frowning, Y/N wondered if perhaps it was because that young demon didn't have any experience on Earth.
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Her belly growled saying that despite being a demon, she had some basic needs like eating.
Sighing, Y/N got up from her bed and left the room to attack the kitchen while everyone rested.
And it would have been a magnificent plan, the kitchen was empty which made her smile victoriously as she opened the fridge.
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Taking some bread, chicken salad and some cold cuts, the demon made herself a huge sandwich to satisfy the hunger.
Of course, she accompanied it with some spicy fries that the package clarified were 'property of Yelena -AND ONLY Yelena Belova-’'
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Not caring in the least, Y/N was about to take a bite when a soft voice interrupted the moment. She knew how to recognize that Sokovian accent perfectly, even though Wanda tried hard to hide it.
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“Yelena doesn't like people eating her chips.” Wanda said from the other side of the kitchen, slowly approaching as if she were a grieving ghost.
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“I'll deal with her later.” Y/N shrugged.
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Convinced with that answer, Wanda just ignored her and went to the kitchen so she could make herself some steaming tea.
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“My name is Y/N.” She looked at Wanda but the brunette didn't even look at her. “What's yours?”
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Of course the demon knew everything about Wanda, even the things that not even the Sokoviana knew.
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“Why are you asking something you already know?” Finally, she lifted that completely blank green gaze. Y/N could see the deep sadness behind them.
That made Y/N stay quiet and surprised.
How was it possible? How did Wanda know that-?
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Oh.
How silly.
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Of course she should know, she’s an avenger, right? EVERYONE knew who Wanda Maximoff was.
Shrugging, Y/N just sat down at the table so she could eat her sandwich.
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That was strange to the Sokovian, who perhaps was expecting a sarcastic response or something like that. Perhaps a curious mind asking about her powers or about Sokovia like everyone else, but Y/N just kept eating.
Taking the warm cup in her hands, Wanda was about to leave until she stopped in front of the table.
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The silence was so pleasant that she couldn't help but end up sitting too. A bit surprised, Y/N decided to share some sandwiches.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“I’m Wanda.” The Sokovian finished by saying, taking a chicken salad sandwich.
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The demon looked up, colliding with those beautiful, huge green eyes and all she could felt was terror. Not because of the fear of knowing who Wanda was or being recognized, but because there was something about them, something different, perhaps attractive.
She really liked those eyes.
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“I’m Y/N.”
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Finally they both smiled.
And maybe the demon let loose a little more.
And perhaps the Sokovian smiled a little bit more, almost in an imperceptible way.
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Silence reigned again and both decided to enjoy it, keep eating without needing a word other than the sound of the clock hands. Although it seemed like a pleasant coincidence, it became routine.
Every night, Wanda and Y/N decided to have dinner together at midnight, avoiding the 'avengers' reunion.
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The talks were usually short, they enjoyed the company without needing to go further. Or so they wanted to think.
Wanda was not going to admit that Y/N slowly made her forget the pain and that normous invisible wall was beginning to fall, and Y/N was not going to admit that she liked Wanda's presence, but they were always together sharing that sacred moment.
Y/N tried to ignore all those thoughts that reminded her that she should NOT maintain any ties with the witch and it wasn't easy at all.
Some nights Wanda would cook something for both of them, other nights Y/N would bring some Chinese food or pizza.
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But one night Y/N just didn't show up.
That Friday night, a storm was hitting the Compound so hard that the treetops were moving violently.
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Wanda excused herself from dinner saying that she wasn't that hungry cause in one of their ‘small talks’ with Y/N, both agreed to make some pasta on friday night.
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“Does anyone know where Y/N is?” Wanda asked, trying not to look too worried.
Of course Natasha noticed the concern in her voice, but she didn't say anything.
Nat was a very good spy and confirmed it when she found both girls having dinner together, but neither of them noticed it.
The redhead was happy for both, especially for Wanda who was beginning to open up a little bit.
Natasha respected Wanda's silence, although she made her pay for it in training.
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Noticing that the hours were passing and Y/N didn't return from that mission, Wanda walked back and forth with her arms crossed as she watched the furious wind move the treetops through the window.
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Why hasn't Y/N come back yet?
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The only thing she knew – and thanks to Natasha – was that Y/N was on a mission in Norway. Things had not gone well at all, but they would soon return with the news and information they needed about the last remnants of Hydra.
But that storm was bringing out the worst in the Sokovian, who seemed to relive the worst thoughts over and over again.
Why was she so concerned about Y/N?
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Well, maybe because together they managed to establish a small friendship or bond without saying much.
After half an hour and a lot of tragic thoughts, the door to the room opened, letting in this woman in a bit of a hurry carrying a package on her hands.
Y/N's hair was wet as was her clothes, but the package seemed intact.
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“I'm sorry., I'm sorry, I know!” The demon said, approaching Wanda and stopping right in front of her. The drops of water were falling down her face, she didn’t even stop to go up to her room or change clothes. She knew Wanda would be waiting for her, and knew she might be worried. “I really couldn't do anything, the mission got so bad in a blink.”
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Lost in those eyes, Wanda's heart skipped a beat. Couldn't even say a single coherent word.
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“We were trapped, the agents were waiting for us but we managed to overcome them-” Y/N said quickly, babbling as droplets fell from her hair.
And at that very moment, Y/N knew that something wasn't right with her.
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Frowning, the demon rethought all her actions that day. Why was she explaining herself to Wanda? Why was she so worried about being on time and not standing her up?
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Because she knew that Wanda created a routine with her, because she knew that Wanda lost her brother a short time ago, and that she fled any kind of ties with the Avengers but not with her. Not with Y/N.
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Because she cared, because it mattered.
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Suddenly, Y/N remembered that she was still holding that package and decided not to let go.
Without further ado, Wanda came to hug her tightly. Closing her eyes, the Sokovian let herself get lost in that warm sensation.
Oh, she was so happy to see that Y/N was okay.
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The fear she felt at the thought that she could lose Y/N, even though Wanda barely knew her, was overwhelming.
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Completely shocked, Y/N didn't know what to do. No one had ever held her before, she had never before allowed anyone to touch her so intimately. Much less hug her like that.
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“Are you okay?” Wanda asked quickly, breaking away to look at her.
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“I- I'm fine.” Y/N stammered, feeling the heat in her ears. She was definitely blushing and no one, no one had ever managed that. “Some bruises… but we’re okay.”
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“Is your girlfriend okay too?” Wanda lowered her head, somewhat embarrassed but perhaps also jealous.
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“Girlfriend?” Y/N frowned quite confused. “Oh… no! Jules is… my friend. Just my friend.” She stammered quickly, nodding.
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“Oh, great.” And as if her soul returned to her body, Wanda just smiled and nodded too.
Finally, the demon smiled slightly without needing to fake it.
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“What’s that?” The Sokovian looked at that perfectly wrapped package.
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Remembering it, Y/N opened her eyes wide and handed it to her. “I brought pasta from Sicily!”
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That took Wanda by surprise, who just let out a small, confused giggle.
Noticing her mistake, Y/N blinked quickly and added babbling: “I mean, not really Sicily but the place called ‘Sicily’ in Little Italy. I know it’s not chicken paprikash but…”
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Taking a huge breath of air, Y/N seemed about to explode but Wanda simply stopped that bombshell with a small smile and a soft voice. “Thank you.”
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And that's all they needed, to share a moment together.
After Y/N took a quick shower, both finally sat down to taste that exquisite pasta together.
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“Why don't you have dinner with them? I'm not saying it bothers me, I’m flattered. I like this.” Y/N said curiously as she devoured that delicious pasta.
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“It's different… with you.” Wanda whispered, watching her face in detail. Y/N was strangely unique; those lips, her nose, how adorable her slightly blushing cheeks were. Although those eyes... they made her feel different, weird but good at the same time. She knew they were hiding something. How strange. “You are the only one who doesn't torment me with loud thoughts.”
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Oh, how curious that was.
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Why couldn't she hear Y/N’s thoughts? That question was haunting the brunette for weeks but then she came to the simple answer: did it matter?
Y/N made her feel comfortable, who cares why she can’t? She had to learn to trust Y/N, it was exciting.
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“Everyone here does it, and I can't help it. It’s driving me crazy…” Wanda lowered her gaze for a moment, embarrassed. “...like I don't have enough pain in my heart. I must deal with anxiety and other people's pain too.”
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Staying silent, Y/N completely understood Wanda's reasons for distancing herself from the others.
Even though she pretended not to care and even though she should NOT care, Y/N was beginning to make a bond with Wanda and it was inevitable not to feel… empathy.
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It was inevitable not to feel appreciation for those sad eyes, wasn’t that the reason for all this? To create the Scarlet Witch, to forge the most powerful being in existence through pain.
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“I won't tell you I'm sorry, everyone does it and it doesn't seem to help you at all.” Y/N barely said, she knew some things about torture and pain. Many, but she had never experienced it that way. “I know some stuff about pain… and if you need me, and want to talk about it... I'm here.”
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Pursing her lips, Y/N just tried hard to smile and shrugged, showing for the first time who she was.
And maybe that was what Wanda valued most, that she didn't need to make her feel better with empty words.
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The Sokovian nodded.
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“How is your ravioli?” Y/N finally asked, taking a bite.
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“It’s good.” Wanda smiled widely, taking another bite as well.
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“I’m glad.” Y/N smiled tenderly, wiping her lips with a napkin. “The owner told me it was late but that she only made an exception because I was soaked.”
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“You did that for me?” Those beautiful green eyes shone with some hope.
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“Of course not, I did it because I was hungry!” Y/N joked.
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Stealing a giggle from the Sokovian, they kept enjoying for a while until the clock invited them to retire to their rooms before Natasha found out and kicked their asses.
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“Y/N?”
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“Yeah?” As she finished putting the dishes in the dryer, the demon looked up to see Wanda in front of her. She was playing with her rings, something she did when the girl was nervous and it looked adorable.
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“Thanks for coming back safely.” After saying that, Wanda walked away slowly, feeling her heart racing and her cheeks blushing like a teenager in love.
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And the demon's old heart gave signs of life, jumping when she heard that. Joy could be seen in those 'human' eyes.
Oh, what was she doing?
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“Look, you’re a sea beast! … What’s that? A whale?” Jules asked excitedly as she looked at the screen, searching for information on some random pages about demonology.
Since she arrived on Earth, Stolas was fascinated with all the technological advancement and the knowledge that humans had of them. Some are totally wrong, according to her.
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“A snake! I'm not a whale, I'm a snake! Just- … Can you stop looking for us on the internet?” Y/N growled as she changed into her pajamas so she could lie down on her bunk. “If someone see you, they'll say you're crazy and you'll ruin our plans.”ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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“No, I wanna see-” The brunette tried to continue but Y/N took her phone from her hands in annoyance and then threw it away, pointing at Jules.
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“You're a gay owl with skinny long legs.” Y/N hissed, arching an eyebrow. “You teach about astronomy and herbs when you are summoned! Happy? HERBS! That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard, a demon teaching about herbs!”
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“Hey! that’s not me.” Jules stood up to grab her phone to look for the picture, it clearly looked like an owl exactly like Y/N described it. “I don't look like that. I know a lot about astronomy tho.”
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Rolling her eyes in disdain, Y/N laid down on her bunk so she could rest.
Every night, it took an hour to find sleep. Her body was never so tired as to fall asleep easily, and thoughts came to her to haunt her one more time.
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Y/N sighed thinking about her once again, but Jules' voice saved one more time, something the demon didn't think could be possible.
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“How is everything going? With Wanda…” Jules glanced at Y/N, who seemed to focus her gaze on the ceiling.
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“It’s okay.” Y/N shrugged. “Like a hurt beast, but nothing that indicates… you know.”
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The brunette turned to see Y/N with a mischievous smile. “I know you both have dinner together at midnight. I can hear her heart pounding fast in the distance.”
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How dare Stolas offend her like that?
Watching her with a murderous look, Y/N growled: “I never said that you should follow me. And you shouldn't get involved in other people's affairs.”
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“I didn't do it!” Jules quickly defended herself, a bit scared. “I just… noticed it. Abaddon didn't say anything about you having to bond with her.”
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“I like to have things under control.” Sighing, Y/N kept staring at the ceiling.
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“Or you like to spend time with her.” Of course Jules was more astute than she looked, despite being naive she was no fool.
Jules was a high-ranking demon, with the brain and body of a woman who had never experienced anything more than torture her entire life. “Time is something so simple for us, Y/N, we are eternal… We have seen empires rise, we have seen empires fall. We have seen great people and many other people so horrible that hell was not enough for them... all thanks to time. For us, it is nothing more than sand, but for her it is important, and you like her to enjoy it with you.”
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Y/N turned to look at Jules, who didn't seem to say it in a mean or judging way.
The brunette just blinked slowly, a little thoughtful, maybe even relaxing between those huge pillows.
She wasn't trying to attack her or use it as an advantage, Jules seemed rather curious.
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“And I’m saying: mind your own business.” Y/N narrowed her eyes and grabbed one of the pillows, hitting Jules. “Sleep now, Stolas.”
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“It’s ‘Jules’ here!” Rolling her eyes, Jules settled on her bed and Y/N did the same after turning off the lights.
Silence reigned for a moment until the voice of the demon brought Y/N out of her thoughts again.
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“Y/N?”
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Sighing, ready to get up and hit her to shut up, Y/N opened her eyes. “What?!”
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“If you think the girl needs to clear her head or feel better or... if you want to share your time with her, I think it's the right thing to do… that’s why you’re so much better than Abaddon.” Jules said in a whisper as she rolled over and settled down to sleep. “And you don't hit me all day long, that's good.”
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And perhaps those words finally managed to steal a small smile from Y/N. The urge to hit Stolas or -Jules now- wasn't far, but she understood the demon's relief at being away from someone like Abaddon.
Although demons had an evil nature, they were not all exactly the same.
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Many of them had previously been kind beings who ended up falling. Some with reasons, others not so much. Some were cruel, others were sadistic, and others simply existed.
But Abaddon was different, if demons were chaos, Abaddon was cruelty and malice. She was a cruel general, addicted to blood, hungry for violence and that was why Chton had considered her over Y/N.
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There was no room for cruelty in Y/N, except for beings that were truly malicious. Y/N loved giving them what they deserved.
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“Yeah…” Y/N sighed. “That's why I'm not where she is. In control.”
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And although the demon tried to sleep and clear her head, it was difficult not to think about that girl all night.
The way Wanda looked at her, or the way she cared for her was so…disgustingly nice.
She had to do something to stop it, and she had to do it soon or everything would become even more complicated.
Well, I hope you like this new story that is running through my head and is saving me from the daily stress in which I begin to die. But a beautiful song made me think about that story, so why not?
In my defense, watching 'Good Omens' helped a little.
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I'm sorry for leaving you for so long, my life is getting a bit complex these days…
The economy in my country is burning and I try to survive by working hard so writing was difficult for me.
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If you want me to tag you in the next chapters, just comment and I will. Thank you very much for reading me, honeybee! It means a lot! 🐝
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Shadows of Desire
Wanda Maximoff x Reader x Natasha Romanoff
Summary
Dark secrets from the past cast long shadows over Wanda, Natasha, and Y/N's burgeoning relationship. As desire intensifies, they must confront their inner demons and face the haunting shadows that threaten to tear them apart
Warnings
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Chapter 4: Shadows of Desire
The weight of our shared truth hung heavy in the air as we delved deeper into the shadows of our desires. The revelations that unfolded threatened to unravel the delicate balance we had worked so hard to maintain. It was a time of introspection and difficult conversations.
One evening, we found ourselves gathered in Natasha's secluded safehouse, seeking solace and understanding. The room was bathed in dim light, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and vulnerability. The time had come to confront the shadows that haunted us.
"I've carried secrets for far too long," Natasha confessed, her voice laced with both regret and determination. "There are things in my past that I'm not proud of, actions that have shaped who I am today. I need to share them with you."
Wanda and I exchanged glances, silently urging her to continue. We knew that this was a pivotal moment—one that would test the strength of our bond.
Natasha took a deep breath, her eyes reflecting a mixture of pain and resolve. "I was once a weapon, trained and conditioned to be ruthless," she revealed. "The Black Widow program molded me into an assassin, and I carry the weight of the lives I've taken."
Her words hung in the air, the weight of her confession sinking into our hearts. Wanda reached out, her hand finding Natasha's, offering support and understanding. "Natasha, your past doesn't define you," she said, her voice filled with compassion. "We see the person you've become—the one who fights for justice and redemption."
Tears welled in Natasha's eyes as she nodded, grateful for the acceptance she found in our embrace. "Thank you," she whispered. "Your love gives me hope that I can find redemption for the mistakes I've made."
The weight of Natasha's confession lingered, but it was only fair that we, too, laid our truths bare. It was my turn to share the shadows that danced within my own desires.
"I've always felt like an outsider," I began, my voice trembling with vulnerability. "There's a part of me that yearns for something more, something beyond the ordinary. And that's why the connection I share with both of you is so powerful—it fulfills that longing within me."
Wanda's eyes met mine, filled with both understanding and a touch of sadness. "Y/N, you're not alone in feeling that way," she said softly. "We've all battled with the sense of not quite fitting in. Perhaps our connection is a testament to the extraordinary path we're meant to walk."
The weight of our shared truths brought us closer, deepening the understanding between us. We were flawed, scarred by our pasts, but together we found solace and strength to face the shadows that threatened to consume us.
In the following days and weeks, we continued to navigate the complexities of our desires and the scars that shaped us. We offered each other support, love, and a safe space to heal. With each conversation, our bond grew stronger, and our determination to overcome the shadows that plagued us intensified.
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Chapter 4 marked a turning point in our journey—a time of profound vulnerability and acceptance. We confronted the shadows of our desires, sharing our deepest secrets and embracing the flaws that made us who we were. With newfound clarity, we were ready to face the challenges ahead, united in our love and determination to forge a future together.
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To eternal bliss
Wanda Maximoff x Reader (Gender- Neutral) x Scarlet Witch
Request - Imagine a Wanda x Reader x Scarlet Witch yandere story so when Wanda was young se has a imaginary friend and when she was tested by hydra her friend came to life but only in her head Wanda was the shy girl and Scarlet witch was the confident hero they both loved R and during one mission hydra set a trap to take back her powers but an accident happened and instead Wanda and the Scarlet Witch split apart now R has 2 yandere women after them
Growing up Wanda had an imaginary friend, her parents thought it was normal for a four-year-old. But when she turned ten years old, her parents started to notice that Wanda has magic. Only Wanda can see her imaginary friend and her parents think it is demonic what is going on with Wanda.
“Wanda, there is no one there. Who are you talking to?” Her father asked.
“My best friend, Scarlet Witch” Wanda smiled.
Her parents try to help her make friends with kids her age, but Wanda wouldn't speak to them. Wanda became very shy around the other kids and she started to play by herself. Her parents got scared when they saw her use magic around the house.
Days later, her parents took Wanda to Hydra laboratory.
“I want to go home” Wanda sadly said.
“You are home. You will live here” Her mom said.
“No!” Wanda cried.
Hydra soldiers grabbed Wanda and put the metal gadget around her neck. Her parents didn't say goodbye, Wanda begged to go home but they kept walking away from their daughter.
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Time Skip... Wanda is now an adult and she spent most of her life in a cell. Hydra continues to do tests on her because of how strong her magic is. They know that Wanda is strong and they want to take her powers away.
Wanda got hurt because Hydra forced her to train in the woods. Wanda is sitting on the medical bed and the nurse is busy somewhere else. You noticed the cuts on her hands and you walked toward her. She stares into your eyes and the guard walked in.
“Y/n, be careful that freak is dangerous,” He said.
“I will be fine. Just stand outside or go on your smoke break” You said
“Fine. I need my cigarette” He said.
Wanda has a metal device around her neck, temporarily her powers are gone.
“I’m going to clean your hands before it gets infected. I'm not going to hurt you, Wanda” You said.
Wanda doesn't do anything, she doesn't talk. You tried to grab her hand but she moved it away.
“Look, I'm not going to hurt you. This will clean the wound and yes it will sting but it will go away. Look I will pour it on my hand” You said.
You pour the rubbing alcohol on your hand. You tried again to grab her hand and she lets you do it. You start to clean her wounds and you are gentle with her. She likes that you are nice to her and she is liking how you say her name. After cleaning the wounds you put bandages on her hand. You grabbed the bottle of water and give it to her, she starts to drink it very fast. You are not allowed to feed the inmates.
“Your hands will heal soon,” You said.
Wanda still doesn't say anything to you. But the voice in her head Scarlet Witch is telling Wanda to say something but Wanda won't talk.
“You don't talk much. It's okay, I get why you won't trust anyone from Hydra. I'm not a guard and I won't hurt you” You said.
Again Wanda doesn't say anything. You gently move the hair away from her face and she liked that. The guard came back and took Wanda back to her cell.
“Let's go freak,” He said.
During the night while Wanda is lying down, she starts to think about you. She wants to see you again and she starts to talk to Scarlet Witch...
“Y/n shouldn't be here working for them. We should escape and make Y/n be with us” Scarlet Witch said.
“We don't know anything about Y/n. But I can't stop thinking about Y/n. Do you think, Y/n will love us?” Wanda said.
“We will make it happen that Y/n would fall in love with us, Y/n won't have any other choice,” Scarlet Witch said.
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Wanda is in the medical room and you smiled at her. She doesn't say anything or smile at you. Again, you have to clean the wounds on her arms. You don't like what Hydra is doing to her. You grabbed her medical file then you looked her at again.
“Happy birthday, Wanda,” You said.
Wanda doesn't say anything. You gently touched her face and you start to clean the wounds. Wanda is liking the touch of your hand on her face.
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Hydra is forcing Wanda to push the limits of her powers. They don't care if she gets hurt. The device around her neck is sending electric shocks to her body. They are going over the limit and she is screaming in pain. A huge bright light temporarily blinds everyone. Wanda’s powers are going out of control that Scarlet Witch is fighting back. Something happened that Scarlet Witch is coming out of Wanda, now they are two. Scarlet Witch and Wanda are looking at each other and Wanda is weak.
“I will take over,” Scarlet Witch said.
Now Scarlet Witch is starting to kill everyone one by one. Wanda is too weak to stand up and Scarlet Witch used her magic to break the device around her neck. Scarlet Witch continues to kill everyone that works for Hydra. They are trying to stop her but she is too strong.
“It's over, Wanda now we are free,” Scarlet Witch said.
“It's really over?” Wanda asked.
“Yes. We can go anywhere we want, just like we always wanted” Scarlet Witch said.
Scarlet Witch used her magic to heal Wanda.
They go back to the medical room and they search for you. But you are not there and Scarlet Witch starts her magic to search for you. They leave and Wanda used her magic to change their clothes.
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They found your location because of their magic. They are outside your building across the street and they see you with your partner. You are being affectionate with them and your partner kissed you on the lips.
“Y/n is with someone else,” Wanda said.
“Not for long,” Scarlet Witch said.
You go home and your partner leaves. But Scarlet Witch went after your partner and used her magic to erase their memories of you.
Scarlet Witch and Wanda use their magic, to spy on you. When you leave your apartment they would follow you. But you never noticed them. You went out again and Wanda went behind you and used her magic to read your mind. Now Wanda knows everything you desire and they know what to do next. You went out to run errands. They go into your apartment and start to look around they went through your closet, your collectibles, your mail, and pictures. They leave but before they leave the building, they see the landlord yelling at you because you are late with the rent. They didn't like that and Scarlet Witch will do something about it. They used their magic so you won't see them when you walked by. The landlord went to his office and Scarlet Witch used her magic on him.
You are sleeping and Scarlet Witch used her magic to see your dreams. They know everything about you and they went to keep you to themselves.
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You went to see Doctor Strange and he noticed the magic on you. He used his magic to see what is going on and why magic is following you. You don't believe him and you went home, then you noticed Wanda and Scarlet Witch following you home.
“Why are you following me?” You asked.
“We are meant to be,” Scarlet Witch said.
“I thought it was only one of you,” You said.
“Long story. But Y/n, you are meant to be with us” Scarlet Witch said.
“I’m dating someone else,” You said.
“Not anymore. Haven't you noticed why your partner doesn't remember you? We erased their memories of you. Nothing will stand between us” Scarlet Witch said.
“That can't be,” You said.
“We have a connection,” Wanda said.
You are starting to panic and you don't know what to do. You start to walk away but they used their magic to follow you. They waited for you at your apartment and Scarlet Witch is smiling at you.
“Doesn't matter what you do, our love for you won't fade away” Scarlet Witch said.
“I didn't even show you affection of love,” You said.
“Oh, you have,” Scarlet Witch said.
You run away and you try to go see Doctor Strange and Wong. But Scarlet Witch and Wanda used their magic on you. Wanda used her magic to control your mind.
“You will love us and no one will take you away from us,” Wanda said.
Your eyes changed colors because of the magic. You turned around and stare into her eyes.
“No one will stand between us,” You said.
Wanda and Scarlet Witch smiled. Scarlet Witch gets an idea.
✬ ✫ ✯ ✬
Scarlet Witch and Wanda used their magic to create a town called Westview. You are still under their spell and you are madly in love with them.
“This is our home,” Scarlet Witch said.
“Our home. It will be great to live here” You smiled.
Scarlet Witch kissed you on the lips and you smiled. You are affectionate with Scarlet Witch and Wanda. Wanda likes holding hands with you and she starts to blush when you are sweet to her. You and Wanda are baking cookies and Wanda kisses you on the lips. Wanda is happy and you continue to bake with her. Scarlet Witch used her magic to make the house feel like home.
#scarlet witch imagine#scarlet witch x reader#gender neutral insert#gender neutral fanfic#x male reader#male!reader#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff imagine#wanda maximoff x male reader
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The Man You Are
Pairing: Defender!Strange x Fem!Reader
+18 Smut (a lot) /Angst (just a bit)
Synopsis: After losing her father and husband, the reader must face a new kind of pain: coming face to face with the Sorcerer Supreme from another universe who also happens to be a variant of her deceased husband.
Word count: 5,614k
Warnings: MoM spoilers, Sexual content: oral (female receiving), masturbation (female and male receiving), P in V.
Writer's Note: English is not my first language so there may be grammatical errors. However, I hope it doesn't spoil your experience.
Do not copy, translate or post my fanfics anywhere
Defender Strange looked at you clearly puzzled. Wong helped him sit up and went out to fetch a bowl of warm water and cloths to clean Strange's leg wound.
Fighting a multiversal demon to stop him from killing you was almost fatal for Strange and you felt your heart heavy as you watched him writhe in pain while trying to maintain a facade of control of the situation.
“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause problems” You said regretfully “I didn't want you to get hurt for me.”
He sighed clearly in more pain than he wanted to show.
“The pain doesn't bother me that much, what really bothers me is that last night you were in my dream.”
Strange stared at you, waiting for an answer. He was identical to your Stephen and yet you knew he was a completely different person. That would be enough to drive anyone crazy.
“It wasn't a dream” You said “I was in my universe when Wanda Maximoff attacked us and...”
He waited for you to finish, but you couldn't put into words what had happened.
“What was he to you?” Strange asked, his voice getting lower.
You looked around at the Sanctum’s hall. You were home. Everything was identical to your home and you had to force yourself to remember that you never had been farther from home than you were now.
“We had just got married” You said feeling the tears starting to burn your eyes “He was all I had after my father died.”
Strange glared at you and opened his mouth to respond, but Wong came back, standing in front of him and starting to clean his wound. He was trying to keep quiet, but you could see in his eyes how much that was hurting.
“It occurred to me miss that we don't know your name” Wong said with the same calm as your Wong and you wished it was him. Your friend, your universe, your Doctor Strange.
“[Y/F/N]”
Wong nodded “I don't think we need to introduce ourselves” He said smiling sympathetically. You nodded.
Wong used magic you didn't know to close Strange's wound after it was cleaned.
“I saw you and Strange fighting Wanda Maximoff last night. I've never seen Wanda so Strong.” Strange said looking at you suspiciously. “Tell me everything you know.”
“She's not Wanda anymore. She is using the Darkhold and has succumbed to it. Wanda Maximoff is now The Scarlet Witch.”
Wong was getting up and taking the bowl of water out of the room when he heard what you said and stopped staring at you like he had seen a ghost.
“The Scarlet Witch” He stared at Strange.
“The Scarlet Witch is a nexus being, there are laws that protect the cosmos from her existence” Strange explained “That shouldn't be possible.”
Wong disappeared with the bowl with a wave of his hand and faced you “Does she have the Darkhold?”
You nodded.
“What she wanted from you?” Strange asked looking at you with the same blue eyes you used to got lost in every morning. The same deep blue eyes that stared at you lifelessly minutes before you'd darted through a multiversal portal to escape Wanda's well-aimed blow.
You clenched your hands into fists. She had taken everything from you and now she had even taken your universe from you.
“She wants my power” You replied.
He frowned “What power?”
“I can travel through the Multiverse.”
Wong's eyes widened “Do you physically travel throught the multiverse?”
Strange was unimpressed. He saw when you came through the portal and saw the monster Wanda conjured to chase you. Fighting that demon was almost fatal to him.
“If The Scarlet Witch get her hands in such power she will be able to enslave the entire multiverse.” Wong said.
Strange sighed putting his hand to his face “If she is in possession of the Darkhold and wants [Y/N]'s power, we already know what she's going to do next.”
You didn’t know. In fact, you thought you were safe in that universe, after all, she couldnt reach you there.
“Dreamwalking” Wong said and the Sanctum lights flickered hauntely.
You had no idea what that was and Strange seeing your confused look began to explain.
“The Darkhold has a domination spell that is corrosive to the soul. It allows the sorcerer or witch in possession of the book to possess their other-universe self. The link with this variant is not permanent, but it is enough to cause irreparable damage to the invaded universe”.
“If she wants your power, miss, this time it will not be demons that she will send to get you. The Scarlet Witch will come for you.” Wong said.
You felt your heart sink. Fear taking over you. It wasn't safe there. You were not safe there, no one was.
“I need to get out of here” You said getting up. You couldn't allow the witch to hurt another Doctor Strange. You would have to face her alone.
Strange got up and went to you “You can't fight her alone.”
“No one can fight her. I saw what she did to my father and to my Stephen...”
He held your arms in an attempt to make you stop and listen.
“I won't let you walk out that door alone. Let's work this out together. I'm sorry about what happened to your Doctor Strange, but I, unlike him, can help you.”
You looked at him confused “How?”
“The book of Vishanti.”
Now you were even more confused. You remembered Stephen talking about the book that until then had been believed to be a mith.
“Does the book of Vishanti exist?”
He nodded.
Wong sighed “Unfortunately it's not that simple to get to him”.
Strange disagreed “It helps when we have someone who can open portals across the multiverse.”
Once you guys seemed to havecome sort of a plan, you decided that you would stay at the Sanctum and accept Defender Stranger's help. You had no other choice, but standing there next to a variant of your husband was particularly painful.
Strange guided you to one of the Sanctum's guest rooms. It was full of relics and due to the amount of dust in the air, you thought that probably no one had been in there for a long time.
“I'm sorry, we don't usually receive visitors.” He made a gesture with his hands, brushing the dust out of the air, and with another pompous gesture he removed the sheets from the bed and the pillowcases from the pillows. With one more gesture of his deft hands he took clean sheets and pillowcases from the wardrobe and laid them on the bed. “That's better.”
You couldnt help but smile. That was exactly what your Stephen used to do every time you asked him to help clean up something. He never got his hands dirty, everything was done with magic.
“I'll leave you alone now” He said slightly embarrassed with the way you must be looking at him . “I imagine you want to take a shower.”
You nodded.
“I'll ask them to bring you a change of clean clothes.”
Thank you, Doctor Strange.”
He nodded, closing the door.
The hot water from the bath helped to put the ideas in place and soon you were feeling less tired and more alert. The pain of the loss hit you hard for the first time as you realized that you would never see Stephen again.
When you got out of the shower, your eyes red and swollen from the tears, a change of clothes was waiting for you on the bed. Jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers. You had no idea where those clothes came from, but you didn't care enough to ask.
You wandered downstairs through the Sanctum and found Strange sitting at a table, lost in a pile of books. He had physical differences from your Stephen. His hair was long and tied in a ponytail. Instead of a goatee he had a full beard and his tunic was red and black. Still looking at him distracted while reading you couldn't help but see your Stephen and remember all the times you interrupted him while reading to make him pay some attention to you. The memory filled your eyes with tears and the sight of Defender Strange took your breath away.
\a Wong said pulling you out of your daydream. He looked at where you were staring and disguised. “Dinner is ready. I imagine you're hungry.”
Now that he mentioned it, you realized that you haven't eaten for more than 24 hours and your stomach rumbled. “Follow me, please.”
Wong took you to the kitchen and served your plate. The food was hot and smelled so good that you just devoured it.
“Isn't he having dinner?” You asked. Deep down you were disappointed.
“Strange likes to have dinner alone” Wong explained “Always after everyone has gone to sleep. Besides, I doubt anything can get him out of his reading right now.”
“What is he reading?” You asked and then apologized “I am sorry, it's none of my business.”
Wong pretended not to hear the second part of what you said. “The Sorcerer Supreme has a responsibility to the reality we live in. Strange looks for answers to the conflict we are facing.”
You couln't help but be surprised
“Stephen is the Sorcerer Supreme of this universe?” Right after that you rephrased your question feeling your face heat up “I mean, Doctor Strange is the Sorcerer Supreme of this universe?”
Wong nodded “Wasn't your Doctor Strange Sorcerer Supreme?”
You shook your head silently.
“And who was it then? The Ancient One?”
You smile at the peculiar differences from one universe to another.
“In our universe Stephen was trained by the Ancient One. She was Celtic, mysterious, but extremely kind. She died a few years ago when Stephen was still learning to use his magic.”
You smile at Wong “Answering your question, you are the Sorcerer Supreme of our universe, and you are my friend as well.”
Wong's lips curled into a rare smile “So the dreams I have where I possess the Sorcerer Supreme's duties...”
You nodded as your eyes filled with tears “You were probably having visions of our universe.”
He nodded “I'm glad you fell into our universe, miss. We'll do everything in our power to keep you safe here.”
You nodded quickly wiping a tear that was falling down your face.
After dinner you went back to your room hoping to get some sleep and the physical and mental exhaustion was enough to knock you out for a few hours.
You woke up in the middle of the night instinctively groping your bed looking for Stephen and when your hand found only the empty space beside you, the memories hit and the tears were inevitable. You were alone now. Your father who had always been your strength had died trying to protect you and your husband, your Stephen had died the same way. Not letting Wanda take your powers was your obligation with the Multiverse and the countless number of lives that depended on it, but deep down in your heart you knew you had nothing left to live for.
Knowing you wouldn't be able to sleep again, you went downstairs to get some tea to calm your nerves, but found yourself standing at the foot of the stairs again when you noticed that Strange was still reading, now with the help of some candlelight.
You forced yourself to go to the kitchen and it didn't take you long to find what you needed to make some tea. When the kettle whistled and everything was ready, you placed two cups on a tray and crossed the dark hall to Strange.
He seemed surprised by your presence, but he thanked you when you offered him the cup. He sighed visibly tired and sipped his tea slowly.
“Sorry for the intrusion, I should have asked before.”
He shooked his head “Don't worry. I needed a break.”
You nodded, sitting in the chair in front of the small table full of books.
“I was wondering... you said you lost your father fighting Wanda” He said weighing his words “May I ask you who was your father in your universe?”
You fell silent and then sighed trying to keep another wave of tears from hitting you. “My father was Tony Stark.”
He widened his eyes, clearly surprised.
“Do you know Tony Stark? Does he exist in this universe?” You asked full of hope to see your father once again but Strange sighed visibly wistfully
“Tony Stark died a few years ago fighting Thanos.”
You went silent.
“How did you win the Infinity War in your universe? Did it not happen?”
“We didn't win. Thanos killed half the population of our universe. Stephen... he was one of the people who died.”
Strange looked increasingly confused.
“5 years later, my father found a way to go back in time and we managed to gather all the infinity stones before Thanos possessed them. With them we managed to bring everyone back. Without the stones, Thanos was killed by Stephen, Captain Marvel, and Wanda Maximoff.”
Strange nodded. “I'm sorry for your loss, I can’t even imagine how hard it must be for you.”
You nodded. It was extremely difficult to accept the death of the two men you loved most in your life, but it was particularly difficult to look at this Strange and feel your heart beating in your chest completely confused by the man in front of you. How could you explain to your heart that this man wasn’t yours?
You didn't realize you were staring until his eyes met yours and you looked away making the situation even more obvious.
He closed the book he was reading and you could have sworn you saw a smile on the corner of his lips “Wong is right, I won't find all the answers tonight.”
You nodded “ You said you know where the book of Vishanti is. We need it, we should get it as soon as possible.”
Strange got up, taking the books from the table and putting them back on the bookshelves. “You and I are physically exhausted from the fight we had with that damn demon. This must wait until tomorrow.”
You disagreed getting up “It's already tomorrow, Stephen.”
He looked at you surprised and you felt your whole face blushing.
“I'm sorry I... I shouldn't have speak like this to the Sorcerer Supreme. I apologize.”
He walked over to you and took your hand. The rough touch of his scarred hands, the tremor in them, everything about him was identical to your Stephen.
“I imagine it is difficult for you to see the difference between me and him.”
You nodded. Why deny something that was clear as day? Your heart was pounding so hard in your chest that you wondered if he could hear it beating. Your Stephen's death was too recent, and you missed him, there was no reason to hide it.
“Do you have someone?” The question scaped through your lips before you could help yourself and he shooked his head, narrowing the space between you even more.
“Things are rarely the same from one universe to another” He explained “But it's the similarities that confuse and fascinate us.”
You sighed and took a step back to get away from him, but he didn't let go of your hand. Instead he touched your face and you completely lost the self-control you were fighting to maintain and closed your eyes surrendering to the touch of his hand and the feelings you were trying to hold were unleashed.
“I miss him so much.” You confessed opening your eyes already wet with tears and looking into Defender Strange's eyes. You could smell him as he got close enough for your chest to lightly brush his.
"Let me ease your pain" He begged and you didn't object as he bent over you and kissed your lips softly. He pulled back measuring your reaction and a tear rolled down your eyes, he catched it with his thumb caressing your face and you held his hand in yours.
“You smell like him.”
He nodded “It's because I'm him.”
You sighed throwing yourself into his arms and kissing him now as you kissed your Stephen, always a wet kiss, a big kiss, full of desire. If it was hard enough for your mind to see the difference between the two of them, imagine for your body that was used to that touch, that smell, and that kiss.
You felt your entire body tingle when he finally broke the kiss. It was scaring that just one kiss could put you in that state, but it was nothing new. Stephen was always excellent at making you completely desperate for him, sometimes it was a kiss, sometimes a whisper in the ear, sometimes just a look or a smile. Your body was familiar with that feeling and you knew where it would take the two of you unless you walked away at that moment and went back to your room, but you didn't want to walk away from him, you wanted him.
“Wong?” You asked heavily breathing.
He shook his head “He is at the Kamar Taj.”
You nodded pulling him back to your lips with a groan of surrender and he pulled you onto his lap holding you by your thighs as you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. His lips never parted as he walked back to the table and sat you up there. You could feel his bulge beneath his tunic playing between your legs and you instinctively moved your hips up to increase the friction on him. He bit his lower lip trying to contain a groan
“ Are you sure you want to do this?” He stared at you trying to maintain a last shred of self-control. “I may be physically like him, but I'm not your Stephen.”
You stared at him touching his face. Those deep blue eyes looked at you with a mixture of desire and a seriousness that you didn't see in your Stephen, but even with the small differences, you knew that this was the only way to have him again, to feel him again and you couldn't give it up.
“I don't care” You replied. Your voice was less than a whisper “I want you”
He sighed still hesitantly, his hands cupping your face to make you look straight in his eyes. “It's not me that you want. I can't do it until you tell me you're aware of this”
You nodded “I know. I know you're not him, but I need it. I need you... please.”
Your eyes were burning with tears and you didn't have to ask again, he moaned softly surrendering and kissing you, his lips moving down your neck, leaving kisses there, gently biting your earlobe. The brush of his beard made your body tremble and again you moved your hips against his shaft.
Defender Strange was a lonely man and nothing similar to the Stephen Strange of your universe. He'd had a difficult relationship with Christine Palmer, but they'd never been able to make it work. He was doomed to many one-night stands that only made him feel more alone. He couldn't confess it, but he was used to dreaming about you and the life you had together in your universe. Without him noticing those little pieces from his other multiversal life had caused him to develop a platonic love for you and when you showed up in front of him he couldn't help but feel that it could only be fate bringing you together for some unknown reason. He knew that two people from different universes couldn't be together without causing permanent damage to reality, but at that moment he couldn't care less about reality or the multiverse. He had you in his arms, not in a dream, but for real and he wouldn't give that up for the world.
He reached for your shirt, pulling it up, taking it off and throwing it on the floor. His hands caressed the smooth skin of your back and unbuttoned your bra as well, taking it off and throwing it on the floor.
Automatically your arms covered your breasts shyly as the cool night air made your nipples hard. He took your hands gently and pulled them away from your body and smirked, satisfied at the sight. He gently touched your face and moved his hand down your neck, tracing the collarbone with his fingers and only then lightly caressing one of your nipples, putting the other one in his mouth slowly rubbing his tongue in circles and making you moan louder than you intended.
He looked back at you as if testing the water before diving in for good and finding no resistance from you, Strange brought his trembling hands to the buttons of your pants, struggling with them to get them open.
“I.. I need your help” He muttered.
You smiled shyly unbuttoning it and he took over pulling it down your legs and throwing it to the floor. You sighed in anticipation of what he would do next as he knelt on the floor and got right between your legs. He touched there over your panties and you felt your entire body tremble at his warm touch. He pulled your panties slightly to the side and gently slid a finger inside you. He hissed feeling how wet you were. You moved your hips involuntarily and he smirked satisfied gently bringing his fingers to caress your bundle of nerves.
“Stephen...” You whined.
He stared at you making sure it was exactly what you wanted and seeing nothing but a mute pleading in your eyes he dove between your legs, his tongue licking your slit slowly, sucking all of your dripping juices. He groaned while his tongue licked your clit in circles sending shivers through your entire body.
He putted two fingers inside you, penetrating you gently while curling them to hit you sweet spot.
You couldn't hold back your moans anymore and you didn't even cared to do so, they echoed through the room sounding loud and pornographic. You gripped into his ponytail, your fingers tugging his long hair as your pleasure increased.
Your thighs trapped his head between your legs and he increased the intensity of his fingers, fingering you is such an intense pace while sucking your clit.
You felt how slowly the familiar tremor of an orgasm was growing deep in your belly and you weren't willing to fight it, on the contrary, you needed it.
Strange didn't stop or slow down, he knew you were close and he wanted you to have it, he wanted you to feel all the pleasure he could give you. He wanted you to feel good. He curled his fingers extrategically inside you to hit your g-spot with calculated precision and that was the trigger you needed to cum.
“Stephen...” You hiccuped his name between obscene moans and unintelligible grunts.
He pulled away as you were coming down your high. His face was slightly red and wet from all your juices. His lips tasted like you as he pulled you into a passionate kiss. You were satisfied, but you were far from sated. You would only be satiated after having him inside you. He was still fully dressed in his beautiful black and red tunic. The ponytail now loose, a few strands falling through his forehead making him even prettier.
Your hands searched for his belt while you tried to get him out of those clothes unsuccessfully “Damn stupid clothes.”
He smirked at your irritation and with a gesture of his hand he unbuckled his belt and god rid of his tunic leaving only his pants on. You cound't help but be amazed at the differences between his body and your Stephen's body. While your Stephen had a smooth chest, Defender Strange had a thin coat of body hair on his chest and arms and old scars cutted into his skin at his navel, sides of his ribs and arms.
He seemed to notice you were looking and without realizing you were also tracing his scars with your fingers. You couldn't help it, those differences kept you aware that the man in front of you wasn't your husband and those scars made you wonder what adventures he'd had and where his fate had taken a different turn from Stephen's.
“Are you okay?” He asked bringing you back to the moment. You nodded, but couldn't respond.
“You don't have to do anything you don't want to” He cooed caressing your face “I'm satisfied to have given you pleasure.”
You could see in his pants how hard it must have been to say that. He was hard and wanted you and yet he was willing to give up his own pleasure as long as you were okay. That was exactly how your Stephen was. He always putted your needs ahead of his.
He touched your lips with his thumb and you smiled shaking your head negatively “I'm fine, just...” You couldn’t finish, instead you pulled him to your lips, your hands running along his chest, slowly going down to his pants.
He kissed your neck again, this time sucking the area under your chin hard, his beard scratching your skin and a suppressed moan escaping his lips as you slipped your hand inside his pants, touching his erect and throbbing cock. , releasing him from inside his pants and stroking slowly but with a decided firmness.
He moaned louder now searching for your mouth and without detach from your lips he magically got rid of what was left of his clothes. You spread your legs wider so he could fit better between them. He putted two fingers back inside you and groaned in satisfaction as you kept your hand busy stroking the cock that throbbed at your touch.
"You're so wet," he said, his voice whispered and yet deep and seductive in your ear. “I need to be inside you, can I?”
You nodded, your words slipping out the window of your mind. You were intoxicated by his presence. Your entire body was crying out for him, you wanted him inside you, he needed to possess you, that was right, that was exactly how it should be.
He took his fingers out of you, they dripped with all your slick. He stroked his length lubricating it with your slick and then positioned it at your entrance, slowly penetrating you. You moaned loudly as he slowly stretched your walls. It was a mixture of pleasure and the deep snag in your belly that you always felt when you had Stephen inside you. He was big, thick and filled you completely. The sensation never failed to please you.
“It's all right?” He asked. He was clearly unsure of what he was doing. He knew this was all wrong, but he wanted you too much to stop now.
“Yes, please continue.”
And so he did. Stephen pulled back far enough then thrusted his cock all the way back at you filling you completely. He did it again and again, his thrusts rocking at you in such an intense pace.
His face was lost in your hair, his low groans combined with his deep, rhythmic thrusts drove you crazy.
“Oh my god, Stephen...”
He searched for your lips, now barely able to contain the volume of his own moans. He didn't slow down, his thrusts got really rough and fast and you could feel your high building in your belly and you didn't fight it, you let it fill you and take you slowly. He seemed to realize that you were almost there and as if possible, he increased the intensity of his thrusts even more. The table you were sitting at was now slamming against the wall.
“Stephen I'm going to cum” Your hands grabbed his hair tugging it as your legs tightened around his waist.
“Cum for me” He asked. His hair gave in to your fingers and fell loosely over his shoulders. “Cum for me and tell me how much you wanted it, how much you needed it.”
You moaned loudly, surrendering to your high as he kept an unbelievable fast pace hitting the right spot inside you every time.
“Stephen.. Stephen...” Your mind couldn't formulate anything but his name as you were falling from your high “Stephen... I love you.”
He stared at you in surprise but continued fucking himself on you now seeking his own high. You were too cock drunk to notice what you had said, but it didn't go unnoticed by him and as he forced himself inside you, seeking his own orgasm he pulled you to his lips lying to himself, trying to deceive himself, pretending those words were said for him.
He groaned loudly as his cock spilled inside you painting your walls white. His load was hot and enough to drag you along with him in a new orgasm, surprising you with its intensity.
You were both sweaty and your entire body was shaking in his arms. Your body succumbing to weariness. You laid your head in his chest and he wrapped you in his arms as a wave of tears washed over you.
“I'm sorry” You hiccuped. He stared at you silently, touching your face and wiping your tears with his thumb.
“Come here” He said tugging you back into his arms and with a wave of his hand you were in his room. He carried you to the bed and let you cry in his arms. His hands holding your head against his chest.
“I'm sorry I...” You tried to speak between your sobs “I'm being ridiculous.”
“Don't worry about me.” He cooed.
When the crying finally stopped, you realized you were naked in his arms and your face turned completely red and hot. You walked away from him who was reluctant to let go of you. You allowed yourself to look at him. His hair fell loose over his shoulders, a few strands fell across his face, his deep blue eyes staring at you pondering what to do and what to say.
“I'm... I'm going back to my room. I think I need my clothes.”
He smiled gently making a pompous gesture with his hands and a second later your clothes was on top of the bed. “You dont need to run away from me.”
You felt your face heating up. You didn't know what else was embarrassing you more if it was your desperate need to have him or the way you reacted after it was over.
“I used you” You confessed.
“He smirked. I let myself be used. If you must know, I wouldn't mind you using me again.”
“Stephen...” You stopped awkwardly and then corrected yourself “Strange...”
He sighed “[Y/N], I haven't been honest with you and I feel like I need to tell you the truth.”
You waited not understanding what he was talking about.
“I've been seeing you in my dreams for months. Always you with him.”
You felt your heart speed up.
“I had this theory that dreams were visions of our lives from other universes, but yesterday I had proof of that.”
“Why you didn’t tell me?” You asked confused.
“Because…” He sighed heavily “Because I would have to confess that I've been secretly in love with you all this time and it's a little embarrassing actually.”
“Strange…”
“I don’t really mind if you call me Stephen” He smiled shyly “I like it actually”
You nodded, but couldn't formulate what you wanted to say.
“I'm sorry for keeping it from you” He said running his hands through his hair and putting it back in a ponytail.
“It's okay” You said and deep down you really didn't care.
He touched your face “I won't object if you want to go back to your dusty room, but I would prefer you stay here with me at least for one night. So I can go on pretending I'm your Stephen.”
You stared at him in surprise, but relented when he touched your face and leaned in to kiss you. You should stop that, but nothing in the world would take you out of his arms to sleep alone in that cold bed in the guest room.
It didn't take long for his kiss to turn into something more and soon his hand was on your waist.
“I still want to make love with you” He kissed your lips softly “If you still want me.”
You sighed. You wanted it, but not like it was the first time. You didn't want to lie to yourself anymore. You touched his face, caressing the outline of his beard. Your hand went up to his hair, you liked his hair longer, specially the way he tied it. You thought it was sexy. You wanted to focus not on the similarities but in the differences. The man in front of you was not your husband, you wanted to accept it once and for all.
“I want to make love with you” You said decidedly “But this time without pretending.”
He looked at you in surprise.
“You are not my Stephen, but I could not be more pleased with the man you are, Defender Strange.”
He smiled and pulled you into a passionate kiss.
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Summary: You and Wanda Deal with the aftermath of what actually happened at last year’s party.
Parings: Stoner! Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Warnings: 18+, Harassment, groping, smut, fingering, cursing, drug use, alcohol use, spit,
A/N: 18+ only If you do not have your age in your bio you will be blocked. also not proof read so any errors and mistakes are all mine.
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Well, that shut Wanda up, she honestly forgot about what happened with Jean It wasn’t anything memorable. "Oh" Wanda finally breaths out and that’s all she has to say? you don’t give Wanda any indication on your mood right now, your expression is blank. "Yeah, oh." you reply back nonchalantly. Wanda tries to comfort you, but you don’t want, nor do you need her comfort. what ever happened, happened you were over it. "Look, y/n I'm sorry." she breaths out while actually having a guilty expression on her face. Was the demon spawn actually capable of showing empathy? or was this just a trick? you go for the latter, but it really doesn’t matter anyway because you were over this whole thing.
"Don't worry about it, it's not like we were together or anything." you shrug your shoulders and keep your gaze on the garage door leading back to the party.
She still felt like shit for treating you that way, she doesn’t know what exactly went on in her mind, but the moment had been ruined and you left so she looked elsewhere to satisfy what you left aching in her core. Wanda gently grabs your chin, seeking your eye contact. "It's still not an excuse, it was a shitty thing to do." Her apology sounds genuine, but this happened a year ago. you already moved on from it, why couldn’t she all of a sudden? "Let me make it up to you." she tried slithering her hand back up your skirt, but you were quick with your movements in shoving her hand away.
You put a stop to all her advances. "I'm good, maybe you should try looking for Jean." you say while giving her a tight-lipped smile. As you try moving past Wanda, she blocks your every attempt at leaving your spot next to the car. “I don’t care about Jean and you’re not leaving out of here until we talk about this!” She says with a hint of anger and desperation as she grips your arms with force. Seriously what was with her and just grabbing on you like this? It was true whatever she and Jean had was nothing like what she wanted with you. Wanda didn’t do relationships, her and Jean were just fuck buddies from time to time. Nothing more, at least from her end it was nothing more than a quick fuck. Wanda was not about to let something stupid she did from last year stop her from having you this time. “I don’t care to talk about this, whatever this is, and I don’t understand why you’re so persistent about me. I knew coming here was a mistake I’m leaving.” Wanda keeps you in place blocking your way to exit.
“Wanda, move.”
“Make me.” You’re honestly tired of her and this game she’s playing. Why did it take her a year to chase after you? The small moment you both shared last year didn’t seem to mean anything to her. You were just tossed away until someone else caught her attention. Jean caught her attention.
“You’re really starting to fucking annoy me Maximoff!” Everything happened so quickly she only remembers the sound of a soft thud. she looks up at you with wide eyes and erratic breathing. Wanda didn’t see it coming, now her back was pressed against the cold metal of Tony’s car and your hand was around her throat. she was caught off guard but still turned on at the strength you just displayed. you changed the tone, she came to this party knowing she was going to fuck you senseless, but yet here she is with her back pressed against the hood of a car in a garage.
You won’t lie seeing her like this under you has you “You talk about me and my mouth? What about yours? Someone needs to put you in your place” she’s absolutely infatuated with you the way you just took control over her out of nowhere. “Maybe I should put your mouth to good use. You'll like that won’t you?” She lets out a soft whimper at the thought of finally getting to taste you.
“Of course, you would, are you used to fucking anyone you want Wanda? I wonder if anybody else has had the pleasure of seeing you like this, of having control over you like this.” Your fingers release her neck from its previous hold. You slowly trail your fingers up her neck and lightly touch her lips. She didn’t answer your question you knew she wouldn’t. her mind is to dumb right now to speak full sentences.
“Did you give her control like this?” she whispers “No”
You stare down at her and whisper softly. “Open your mouth.” She does so with no hesitation. You smirk at her eagerness to obey your commands like she wasn’t the dominant one a few moments ago. Did you really have her wrapped around your finger like this? Maybe you should enjoy it and have some fun with her as well. You spit in her mouth and wait for her to react; she stares up at you wide eyed and excited. You push your middle and index finger past her lips, and she instantly sucks them without you telling her to do so. After a short moment of exploring her mouth with your fingers She gives you a playful look before she bites down on your fingertips causing you to retreat.
You shake your hand trying to soothe the stinging sensation. “I told you to make me, you’re not gonna shut me up that easy baby” You lunge forward finally crashing your lips onto hers. The kiss is messy, rushed, and filled with anger. You gasp when she locks her legs around your waist. And at the sudden intrusion of her hand guiding yours up her skirt. She giggles wickedly in response even now as your hands are inching up her thighs until you fight against her causing a stop in your movements. Panic starts to shoot through you. “You’re not wearing anything under here?” She sends you a devious look in return “Nope” she tightens her grip on top of your hand to keep you in place. “So, you knew this would happen?”
“Well not exactly, but I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me for much longer” she gives you a dopey grin. You lean away from the car a bit, not being able to fully retreat based on the hold Wanda had you in.
“You’re a damn psycho-”
Your fingers enter her without warning causing you to release a gasp and Wanda to release a loud moan. Thankfully the music drowned it out. But you didn’t move your fingers forward, so you’re confused as to how you got here, inside Wanda. You look up and see her with a devious smug smile on her face. She has you trapped now. How did you not feel her hands pull you forward? Maybe this was a bad idea you thought if you played Wanda’s game and caught her off guard that she’d back off a bit. You were wrongly mistaken, you only edged her on even more.
She giggles at your reaction, pulling the rest of her skirt above her hips for you to have a full display of her. Wanda pulls you closer as her voice softly sends a sensation over your lips. “I got tired of talking and this is way past foreplay so, move your fucking fingers baby.” You stare at her mouth gaping, until you feel a stinging pain of sensation on your face. she slapped you. “I. said. move.” Her grip on your shoulders increases in strength. When it’s clear you aren’t moving, she takes the initiative to move on her own. She tuts at your defiance; she’ll remember that when it’s her turn. Wanda doesn’t waste time or bother with starting out at a slow pace. she thought about it for a moment but the way you had her clit throbbing and the whole teasing aspect that played out moments ago in this spot as her feigning for you in any way she can have you.
When you actually get the courage to start moving you keep your pace hard and steady leaving no room for her to speak, you don’t want her to speak while you fuck her like this. you’ve heard enough of her voice for one day. She doesn’t like that you’re not looking at her, she’s been dreaming about this for so long and now that it’s happening it needs to be perfect. so, she grabs your face seeking eye contact. You don’t want that connection, you just wanted to shut her up and let you leave this room.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” you shake your head no and she counters it by nodding her head yes “Yes you are, look at you.” she says, giving you a sinister smile. “Say it, I want to hear you say it, how you love being inside me, how you loved this game we were playing.” you stay silent continuing to let Wanda use you. “You can’t even say it, can you? awww you scared of the truth?” She mockingly laughs at your silence basically confirming what she already knew to be true.
“Shut up.” you say hissing with anger.
“Like I said you’re gonna have to make-”
“Fuc-” you cover her mouth with your hand, which she didn’t appreciate but there’s nothing she can do at the moment. with the feeling of her vibrations on your palm. you think she attempted to laugh after her loud outburst was cut off.
“Shut. up.” You say through gritted teeth. The way your fingers stroked her walls she didn’t want to do anything that would make you stop. She’s nearing her climax and decides to meet your thrusts with more force.
“You want to cum?” She nods her head. Your hand is still covering her mouth but she’s not going to let it slide anymore she wants you to hear her moan as she cums on your fingers. Wanda wants the sound and the image embedded in your brain. She licks the palm of your hand making you pull away from her mouth with a look of disgust, but you never stop pounding into her. No longer looking at her you’re distracted by the way her walls close in on your fingers. You pound into her harder, deeper and with purpose. “I knew you had fire in you.” you focus on the feel of her tight pussy and the gushing sound of her arousal. you won’t lie, you're enjoying this.
“Fuck.” you whisper in fascination.
“See I knew you were enjoying this; you feel how wet I am?” she’s out of breath and she still manages to laugh at your newfound confidence and determination. “It’s all for you princess” you look back up at her in terror of being caught. your eyes link with her almost as if you’re in a trance you can’t look away. somehow it seems like her eyes darken even more than before. Wanda is loving the eye contact right now it gets her closer to finishing just from staring at you directly as your pound into her. only you can have her like this, but you don’t know it yet. “You’re not so innocent, Are you? God, I knew you would be something special, my special girl.” Wanda manages to get that out despite her ragged breathing and her loud panting. The only sound in this room is the wetness from Wanda’s cunt, moans and the thudding sound of your bodies making contact with Tony’s car. You bring your lips back to Wanda’s for an electrifying kiss. You pull back, dragging your tongue down her cheek to the side of her neck. She holds your head in place finding the new contact euphoric.
“Right there, princess.” She wants to tell you to mark her, at this point she’s yours you own her, and she would gladly wear your marks. you nibble suck and kiss her neck. All previous thoughts she had about that disappeared when you moved away from her neck. With your sudden change in movement, you pull her shirt down harshly revealing her perfect breasts and your mouth waters as you quickly think about the moment in the coffee shop. She likes to be pinched.
“Oh fuck, you remembered?” She arched her back off the car. She wants more pressure from your hands on her nipples. You nod your head unintentionally; you were just as dumbed out as Wanda was. “I thought I told you to shut up Maximoff.” your warm breath faintly hits her lips. “Mmm I might be whipped, but I’m not that whipped baby. if I wanted to, this situation would be reversed.” You quirk your eyebrow up at her, that’s totally a lie.
“Is that right?” she nods her head
“Yea--”
You push her body back against the metal car. She hisses at the slight pain but she takes it, she’ll take anything you give her.
“Ohh shit!”
You pinch and tug on her hardened nipples a little harsher, resulting in her walls closing in on your fingers, you also remember Wanda saying you could pinch other places. you stop your attack on her nipples.
“What the fuck!” She growls in anger, but you quickly shut her up by replacing your fingers with your mouth while moving your other hand down to pinch her neglected clit.
“Ohh my god, don’t stop, please don’t stop I’m gonna cum.” did she just say please? oh that ignites something in you, you never thought would happen. Wanda saying please and begging you to keep fucking her was never on your mind, but you want her undone you want her empty headed. With Wanda receiving pleasure and sensations in three places you think she’s waited long enough. you finally add a third finger to finish the job and angle your fingers to stroke her G- spot.
Wanda releases a loud pornographic moan you wouldn’t mind hearing on a daily. When she finally reaches her climax, she throws her head back harshly against the car. Intune with her moan you’re startled by the ear shrieking sound of the car alarm going off. You bring your hand up to cover your ear as you stand there still mesmerized by Wanda in that moment of her coming down from her high. There was another reason why you didn’t want to hear her voice and that was one of them. You’ll definitely be thinking of this for a while. She laughs at the sound of the alarm going off, not even bothering to fully move off the car or to cover her ears from the sound. When Wanda notices the silence from you, she stops laughing. Wanda stares back at you waiting for you to say something. You just fucked Wanda Maximoff…. aka demon spawn this was not in your plans, and it was definitely going to make things worse.
“Y/n?” You don’t answer her, you pull away from her and finally remove your fingers from her warm cunt. You whimper at the sight of her glistening pussy and the way her arousal leaked out of her onto the hood of the car. You start to feel a rise of panic through your body and quickly pick up your jacket from the floor walking at a fast pace to the other side of the room and running out of the door.
“Shit!
Y/n, Wait!” She struggles to fix her clothes and stand on her legs, but she still tries to chase after you through the Smokey hallway. When she gets back to the party area and doesn’t see you, she goes to get a drink, she needed it after the way you fucked her and honestly, she would rather be at home now or somewhere with you. Who fucks someone and runs out the door immediately after? Well, she can’t fault you. Maybe this was payback for her swapping you out with Jean last year.
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Will you stop doing that!” Wanda swats her hands at Natasha. Natasha chuckles as she dodges Wanda’s attack. “So did you have fun with y/n?” she wiggles her eyebrows.
“How do you-” She stops herself from speaking any further. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” she brushes past the assumption. She didn’t want to talk to Nat about what happened; she wants to keep her experience with you to herself.
Natasha quirks an eyebrow up at Wanda, this was new. Her not wanting to share sexual details? Natasha already put the pieces together when she saw you running out of the party. “Wanda, unless you had an accident again, I’m pretty sure you have slick on the front of your skirt and you’re leaking.”
“What!” She looks down at her leather skirt. How did she not feel her own juices running down her leg? Must have been the adrenaline of seeing you flee out the door. Natasha was just a list to ask Wanda something else when Tony’s voice sounds loudly over the music. “WHO THE HELL WENT IN THE GARAGE NEXT TO MY CAR!” Nat and Wanda both exchange looks. “WHO FUCKED IN THE GARAGE AND LEFT THEIR JIZZ AND A DENT ON THE HOOD OF MY MUSTANG!?!”
“Catch you later?” Nat nods to Wanda
“Yup, I’m not sticking around for that bitch fit.” Wanda is brought out of her thoughts as she sees a familiar figure walking by her.
"Bishop, We need to talk." Wanda throws her arm around Kate stopping her from leaving. "About what?” Kate didn’t know what else there was to talk about she did her part. she got you here and she left you with her so unless Wanda was going to give her a drug freebie more often this had Kate curious. “About Y/n.” Wanda rolls her eyes and huffs her breath as if what she wanted was obvious. What more could Wanda want? Kate thought once she got Wanda to see she completed her task that everything would be done. “I got her here. That was all I was supposed to do and why are you breathing like that? And what the hell happened to you? Did you go overboard and have an accident again?”
“No bishop, Fuck off I need you to tell me y/n’s class schedule.” Kate wasn’t too sure about this; it was one thing to encourage you to come with her to a party but to keep feeding Wanda information had Kate rethinking this whole thing. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Wanda.” Wanda’s suffocation vice grip on Kate’s neck turns into a bruising pain. to anybody else it looks like Wanda casually has her arm around Kates neck and not in this crushing chokehold. “You know Katie I wonder what would happen if the coach of the archery team found out about your little “Midterm” problem.” Wanda leans in close to Kate’s ear and sinisterly whispers. I actually think I want to test that out, What do you think?” Kate furiously shakes her head no. “No, Please don’t do that.” Wanda releases her grip around Kate after her response.
“Then do as you’re told. No questions asked got it?” Kate nods her head in acknowledgment as Wanda smiles and goes back to her chill and laid-back demeanor. “Great! Now that that’s out of the way. What’s her class schedule?”
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And they were strangers
Part 1: And they were roommates
Summary: It’d only been a week since you left but Wanda was a mess and you weren’t doing much better, luckily a friend is here to keep you company and maybe even have a bit of fun with Wanda at the party you guys planned
A/n: Never written for a succubus before but hopefully it’s somewhat correct 🤞
Warnings: Minors DNI, language, sexual innuendos LMK if I missed any
Words: 3,000+
So this was always going to have a part 2 but thank you everyone that wanted a part two and loved the fic, thank you! 🥰
”Wanda you look terrible” Nat nudged her friend awake and Wanda groaned “are we finished?”
Nat nodded “lectures been over for about 20 minutes, but we thought you needed a rest”
“Thanks” Wanda muttered placing her head back on the desk and closing her eyes
“How long has Y/n been gone?”
Wanda snapped her head up glaring at her friend “what?”
“How long has she been gone?”
“Like a week?”
Nat laughed “that makes sense, when she’s not here you always look terrible”
“You’re not making me feel better Natty, get to the point please”
Nat kissed her friend on the cheek and stood up “I don’t think you can survive without Y/n, you need her”
Wanda just rolled her eyes eventually standing up and heading for the door with her “I don’t need a woman to look after me, I’m just going through some things, nothing to do with Y/n”
“Sureeee, are you still having that party this weekend?”
Wanda nodded “yep, need a good party to sort myself out”
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“Why are you still here Y/n?” Lucifer himself stood next to the bar watching you drink another alcoholic drink…at 10am “how about you mind your fucking business!” You shouted and the man just pinched his nose and scrunched up his face
“Listen you childish bastard of a demon, I’m sorry your precious human thing decided she wanted to end things with you but it’s been a week and you can’t stay here at the club, your smell is scaring the customers”
You threw the bottle on the ground laughing as it shattered and looked back at Lucifer “deal with it bitch”
You continued laughing until an aroma hit all of your senses wrapping around you like a warm blanket, it was familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it
“Oh princess what happened? Did you spill the drink? You can’t do anything for yourself can you?”
The aroma was coming from the woman dressed in the white pantsuit who approached you from behind and kissed your head “do you need mommy to take care of you?”
You couldn’t blush, but at that moment you definitely blushed “yeah”
Pepper smiled pulling you from your chair and kissing you softly “come on honey let’s go and run you a bath”
“Will you join me?” You whispered, wanting to be close to Pepper for as long as possible
“Of course, poor baby can’t wash herself on her own, she needs lots of help”
She gently took your hand leading you to the penthouse bathroom and turning on the taps “can you undress yourself or do you need help?
“I can do it” you said starting to undress and the woman excused herself running into the devil
“You’re taking advantage of her Pepper” he said sternly and the woman shrugged “oh come on Lucy it’s fine, I miss playing with the demons,
“I’m pretty sure a succubus uses sexual desires to drain humans of their life force for their own, not with demons”
“Pepper?” Your voice echoed through the door and Pepper kissed the devil on the cheek “humans aren’t as fun anymore, but these demon women want to please and obey, that’s what keeps me going these days”
Turning back to the bathroom door , she removed her blazer and stepped in shutting the door behind her “hey honey look at you, all shy and naked for me, does the water feel nice?”
You couldn’t speak, you weren’t even sure you wanted too, just nodding and letting the woman climb in behind you and pulling you close, your whole body relaxed in her hold, turning your head slightly to rest your head on her chest
“So tell me all about your human friend darling, why doesn’t she want you anymore?”
You groaned and tried going underwater but Pepper stopped you gripping your hair and keeping you above the water “don’t be childish Y/n, you’re over 400 years old, be a good girl and tell me what happened”
You nodded and began explaining “basically she’s dating a guy and he’s a douche and bad at sex because she always came to me at night and then when we finished I’d kiss her softly and soothe her bruises and cuddle her into the late morning”
Pepper listened intently “so she doesn’t appreciate you?”
You shook your head no “I’ve done everything for her and this is how she repays me, I just wanted to steal her away from that douche and keep her for myself, is that too much to ask?”
Pepper shook her head “of course not princess, maybe she doesn’t deserve you, you’re a big brave demon who can get any girl she wants, just remember that”
You did remember that, and you’d make sure Wanda remembered that too
Pepper was having her own inner dialogue too, maybe she’d go and see this human of yours, could be fun “are you going to go back anytime?”
“I think so, there’s a party at our place this weekend, even if I’m mad at Wanda parties are fun”
Your mind started to clear of Peppers influence and you groaned trying to leave the bath but was pulled back “I hate when you do this…”
“Don’t you like calling me mommy? I thought it was your favourite word?” Pepper smirked letting you go and grab a towel for yourself “you know I don’t, anyone tricking me, I only like being babied and taken care of on my terms”
Pepper laughed “you want to be babied?”
You stopped and glared at the woman “don’t repeat that to anyone”
Pepper crossed her hand over her heart “scouts honour I won’t repeat anything” she chuckled
“Better not do”
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“This party’s great Wanda! You did a great job!” Tony Stark shouted to the woman already on his 4th drink and Wanda just chuckled “glad you’re having fun Tony” she waved the man off and turned to look for her friend
“Have you seen Nat?” Wanda scooted through the small crowd asking people if they’d seen her friend but no body had until Thor got her attention “I saw Natalia go to the end of the hallway into a room”
“Thanks Thor!” Wanda realised it was your room she went into “why did she go into her room?” She approached the door hearing a few whispers, she made out one voice being Nat but she couldn’t make out the other until
“Oh Natty you’re so pretty”
“Y/n?!” She shouted and slammed the door open revealing you with Nat pressed up against the wall and your lips connected
“What the hell are you doing here?!” You smugly pulled away from the woman kissing her on the nose and facing Wanda “enjoying the party, it is my house too”
Nat sensing some tension pushed past you gently “where you going Nat?” You asked trying to keep her in place “I think you two need to talk” she left the room and you promised to find her later “I’ll come and find you later love”
You chuckled at the blush creeping up on Nat’s neck and turned back to the seething woman
“You can’t fuck my best friend!”
You just laughed “we’re not teenagers Wanda, I can fuck whoever I want”
“Not my best friend! You leave for like a week, no contact and then come back dressed in nothing but a long blazer and try sleeping with Nat! Who do you think you are?”
You looked down at your outfit, you were clearly wearing trousers, you didn’t know what she was on about “you know I’m wearing trousers right?”
Wanda had had enough pushing you into the wall a getting in your face “why?” She whispered but you refused to answer “please Y/n answer me, why did you leave me alone?”
“He’s here isn’t he?”
“Yes”
“Then go back to him Wanda, go back to your boring boyfriend and leave me alone to have fun” trying to leave you found yourself being held by Wanda and kept against your bedroom wall “do you want something Miss Maximoff?”
Wanda stared at you and you could see the fight she was having in her mind and it made you smirk
“Such a bitch” she sighed kissing you suddenly and you responded kissing her back but quickly stopping pushing her away “you’re not getting me back that easily”
“Why do you make everything so complicated?”
You shrugged pushing her and exiting the room looking for Nat “don’t interrupt us again Wanda, I wanna see her tongue piercing in action!” You laughed watching the colour drain from her face
“Don’t hurt her!”
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Lucifer hated it here, oh he loved a party but this one was gross, too many youngish people grinding against or falling against each other and the cheapest alcohol known to man “Pepper why did you drag me here?”
“Y/n spoke highly of this ‘Wanda’ and I want to meet her for myself”
He rolled his eyes “you mean you want to suck her life-force from her and probably wear her skin?”
“If her skin is nice and smooth then maybe I will” she glanced round the room and noticed a woman resembling Wanda from your description “there” she simply said going over to the woman
“You must be Wanda, wow you’re even prettier than Y/n said” Pepper was definitely in front of the right girl, the amount of tension and anger coming off of her felt amazing and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on her
“I’m sorry but who are you?” Wanda was annoyed and didn’t need this, frankly hot, woman here annoying her “I’m Pepper, you seem tense, maybe I could help you relax”
Wanda pushed her hand away that had found it’s way to her waist without her noticing right away “I’m sorry but I don’t know what Y/n has been saying but I’m not interested, plus I have a boyfriend so bye-
Pepper grabbed Wanda holding her tight and close to her “oh precious little human you’re not going anywhere, Y/n has told me just how special you are and I want to find that out for myself”
Wanda tried moving away but her iron grip on her stopped any movement and it scared her “please I don’t know what you are but please let me go”
Pepper just chuckled in Wanda’s ear making the redhead shiver slightly “I’m your new obsession honey that’s who I am”
A wave of something Wanda couldn’t put her finger on came over her, her whole body went limp and she let herself be held up, she could hear and see but could barley move “there you are princess, perfect”
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You didn’t find Nat again in the house but you suspected she was trying to hide from you, what a shame, you really wanted to test her tongue piercing, standing outside you breathed in a huge breath of fresh air “ugh air is still disgusting”
“I think maybe it’s all the weed and nicotine you consume that makes you hate air” Loki appeared out of the trees like the creep he pretended to be “do you actually live in a house or do you just live in the trees?”
“You’ve seen my house”
You nodded “yep and I stand by what I said, you’d be better living in the trees than that dump of a house anyway, do you have any weed?”
The man shook his head no and you sighed disappointingly “then what good are you?”
The door next to you both slammed open giving you both a freight as two women exited the house, you were surprised to see Wanda and….Pepper? Oh no
“Y/n? What a nice surprise, you were right, Wanda here is a beautiful woman and she’s very excited to show me everything she knows”
You pushed away from the wall and smiled at the succubus “get away from her Pepper”
“Why should I?”
Your looked over Wanda, she was practically unconscious minis a few groans indicating she was still awake “because she looks dead, come on just go and find a human inside and leave this one alone”
Lucifer suddenly appeared before you both and you groaned “fuck me why are you here too?”
Lucifer held his hands up in defence “I didn’t want to be here but Pepper wanted to come and find your human”
You were quick to correct him “she’s not my human anymore I don’t care about her anymore…but just let her go Pepper she’s of no use to you”
“No use? She’s filled with tension and delicious delicious arousal, her thoughts are plagued with images of you doing sinful things, she’s perfect for me to feed from”
Images of you? She was thinking about you? No push that out of your mind you don’t want her anymore, right?
You snapped out of your thoughts and looked back at Pepper, knowing how she worked it was going to be difficult to get Wanda away from her “so she’s thinking of me?”
The succubus smiled “so many thoughts, come on princess how about we both have fun with her? She’s so wavy right now, just how demons like their victims”
You bit your lip and looked away from the woman to Loki who just shrugged “your choice but I’ve dealt with Pepper too and she truly takes everything from you”
Turning back to Pepper you walked towards her and places your arm around Wanda holding her up with Pepper “let’s go back to the club it’s got all those fancy toys I know you like”
Pepper kissed you hard and you reciprocated eagerly momentarily forgetting about your nearly unconscious roommate who you fell out with last week “such a pretty little demon you are, how about you show your full form Hm?” Pepper whispered she pulled away but you shook your head
“That form is for my enemies only Pepper you know that, I would never subject Wanda to that, just come on let’s go, get this over and done with”
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Wanda didn’t think she was dreaming but her wavy feelings made her think she was, she felt herself be sat down on a soft mattress and her eyes opened properly to see you fussing with something and you noticed her more awake stance
“Don’t scream and don’t move a damn muscle okay Wanda? I’m trying to save you here because if I don’t then you’ll be succubus food and trust me it’s not pleasant”
Wanda gave a gentle nod laying back into the mattress closing her eyes and hearing another woman come into the room “is she ready Y/n?”
“No she’s knocked out Pepper, it’ll be wrong to do anything with her now”
The woman groaned and rolled her eyes “you’ve gone soft, but fine we can have fun with her tomorrow, I did have a small fill from a human at the party.
Pepper kissed you softly and turned to Wanda kissing her head “see you tomorrow sweet girl”
Pepper left the room and it was silent for a few minutes, Wanda finally waking up properly and sitting up on the bed looking at you “Y/n, thanks I-I thank-
“Don’t start Wanda, I’ll get you out of here take you home then leave you alone”
You refused to look at Wanda as you went around the room picking up Wanda’s shoes that Pepper had taken off
“Don’t leave me…” she whispered and you stopped in your tracks “I’m not, I’m taking you back to the house”
“Please move back in, I’ll break up with Vision I miss you so much” her voice broke your none existent heart, you chanced a look at her face now stained with fresh tears and you felt awful
“Wanda we’re not talking about it now, I’m just going to get you out of here that’s it”
Wanda wiped her face from tears realising they weren’t going to make you stay, she remained quiet when you took her away from the club and she remained quiet all the way home, the only time you spoke to her was when you arrived outside the house and noticed the party still happening
“Fucks sake don’t these humans ever go home?”
You started the car again heading off down the street and Wanda looked over at you “I’m not leaving you here with a bunch of alcoholics”
“Where are we going?” She whispered “Loki’s place, he’s not in I think he wants to sleep under the stars or some shit, we can stay there”
“You’re staying too?”
“Obviously I’m not leaving you alone tonight, you were nearly seduced by a succubus, even I’m not immune to her charms so I’m surprised you’re still standing”
Wanda giggled “a powerful demon like you seduced easily? That’s funny”
You rolled your eyes but let out a little laugh “yeah well, despite her being a soul sucking bitch she’s very hot”
You both laughed erasing any tension that was left in the car, the silent drive was no longer awkward so Wanda took a chance “do you still like me?”
The car stopped outside Lokis house and you looked over to Wanda “Wanda…Wanda I love you, unfortunately that douche bag got to you first, I have loved you ever since I came up to earth and saw you wondering around the college library, ever since you accepted me as your roommate and even when you found out I was demon and you weren’t scared and it made my nonexistent heart sore”
You both had gotten so close that you could smell her intoxicating scent “kiss me Y/n” Wanda didn’t wait for an answer leaning foreword kissing you, it was soft, the softest kiss you’d both shared in a while, it didn’t last long but you both felt every emotion put into it
“You need to recover Wanda let’s go inside” leaving the car quickly your opened Wanda’s door for her and helped her out of the car holding her around the waist keeping her body close to your own “join me in bed?”
You shook your head “no, but I’ll stay by your side all night keeping you safe”
“And in the morning?”
Kissing her cheek you kept your lips close to her ear “then you go back to boyfriend and I go back to the club”
Wanda but her lip holding back some tears and nodded “o-okay”
“Good night Wanda”
“Good night Y/n
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The Demon’s Treasure - Chapter Two
Series Summary: Life as a mafia princess gets in the way of love every time - maybe this time will be different.
Chapter Summary: Wanda and you get some bonding time, and maybe even plan for some more.
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Mafia!Fem!Reader
Genre: Angst but fluff at the end :)
Warnings: Guns, light mention of blood, hospitals.
Words: 3,436
A/N: Welcome to Chapter 2 of The Demon’s Treasure! As always, please don’t put translations in the comments!! Everything will be explained (this chapter includes a translation from the previous one if you were interested in that) Also, I know the Google Translate isn’t the ideal place to translate, but that’s what I used.
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You looked up at Tim and he grinned evilly before you sped towards Wanda.
“Hey, hey, hey, let me see.” You muttered, trying to keep her and yourself calm.
“Y/N, it hurts. It hurts really fucking bad.” Wanda whined, her hands shaking.
You hadn’t imagined the sweet Wanda to have a bad mouth, but that wasn’t why you were holding her up. You grabbed a knife from a secret compartment in your jacket and flung it out with deadly precision, hitting one of the gunmen at the top of a set of stairs.
“Jake! Shaun! On Y/N! Avengers, crowd the children!” John ordered, knowing you had become distracted as colour began to fade in Wanda’s cheeks.
You peeled back her shirt and saw that the bullet had gone through and through, seeing it crumpled on the floor because of your bullet-proof jacket. You looked up at her and smiled weakly, a gulp of nerves going down her throat.
“I’m gonna die, aren’t I?” She whimpered, but you shook your head.
“Not if I have anything to say about it.”
You buttoned up the jacket and called 911, asking for police and ambulance as you used Wanda’s injury and the gunfire around you as evidence. You stood up and looked around you, seeing Jake and Shaun coming at you on the ice with ease.
“Take her. Take her and get her out of here!” You ordered, watching them mentally debate it before you took Jake’s jacket off and slipped it over yourself, a plethora of weapons hidden inside that you could use.
“But Y/N-”
“Do it or so help me Nabu, I am going to make you wish you had listened.” You growled, placing Wanda in Shaun’s arms before you cupped her cheeks.
“You’ll be okay - the full might of the Zatara family stands with you.” You pressed your forehead to hers and she nodded, her eyes closing as Shaun and Jake got her out of the arena.
You looked over to see your father and mother fighting against some of the gunmen that were unarmed, your eyes darkening with anger as they met Tim Logue’s.
*Uoy lliw ton kool erehwyna esle tub ta reh.* You heard in your mind again as the tips of your fingers glowed cyan.
You watched amusedly as he tried to take his eyes off of you but couldn’t. You skated over and pulled him over the railing by the neck, throwing him easily with just one hand. He slid on the ice and almost took out Kate and Yelena, but the blonde was skilled enough on the ice to get them both out of the way.
Tim spat out a gob of blood and it splattered against the ice, with Yelena and Kate getting everyone back as Tim was the last man standing. He pulled out his gun and aimed it at you, the simple gesture of your hand holding in the air enough to make your gunmen halt.
“Finally.” Tim sighed in dark relief, chuckling to himself as he aimed right between your eyes.
“Now, John, you will feel everything that I felt! The guilt, the pain, the anguish of not being able to do anything but watch! It will eat you from the inside out until you go insane, but unlike me, you will not have any power!”
He pressed the trigger.
But nothing happened.
“What?” He looked down at his gun and opened the barrel, seeing flowers instead of bullets.
He looked up at you and you smirked, shaking your head. “I told you. You mess with the wand, you get the spell.”
You skated up to the side of him and chuckled once more. “You never think, Tim Logue. How is it that the Zatara family has stayed so long in power? How have we never had any dealing with the police, with crime scenes and suspicious acts?”
You skated around him, much like you would walk if you were on the ground. “The answer? We are underestimated.”
You stood in front of him now, one fist on his jacket whilst your leg swept him out and he landed on his ass. He tried to get away from you but the slippery ice made that decision stop in his mind.
“Maybe you can try again in another lifetime.” You shrugged nonchalantly, putting your skate on top of his chest.
“Please… Please, I won’t bother you anymore.” He wheezed, air still collecting in his lungs.
“Hmm.” You looked down at him, slowly cocking your head to the side.
Yelena and Kate looked between each other before the Avengers and saw their eyes were trained on you. They didn’t have long, and Yelena quickly jumped into action.
“Look! Over there!” She pointed, all of their attention gone whilst Kate turned to you.
*Now.*
You smirked devilishly and let your skate slip down to Tim’s throat, a grin stretching impossibly wide before he let out a howling scream. It was cut off as you sliced through his throat, blood splattering on the ice before it began to pool underneath his body.
Kate tapped Yelena when it was done and the blonde sighed. “Oh, man! I guess you missed it.” Yelena shrugged, watching the Avengers react to the now dead body on the ice and protect the children’s eyes.
You turned around and skated to the edge of the rink, calmly coming off and getting dressed before you took the stairs two at a time and saw Jake and Shaun standing outside. You walked up to them silently and they asked with their eyes, a simple nod letting them know of your dealings.
“The ambulance will be here soon.” Shaun muttered and you nodded.
“Good. I will go with inside and you two can trail behind.”
“Y/N, with all due respect-”
You cut Jake off with a short shake of your head. “Not right now.”
You handed his jacket back before you knelt in front of Wanda, watching her shake and shiver even within your jacket. You sat next to her and took her hands, warming them up so that her body didn’t have to.
“I-Is he…?” She asked you and you nodded.
“Dead as a doornail.”
She looked down at your hands before she shivered some more, which concerned you until you heard the wailing sirens of the ambulance. You watched as it came up to you both and moved slightly away so that the paramedics could assess and assist.
“Ma’am, we’re gonna need you to ride in the truck with us.” One of them, her name tag read Jackie, asked.
“Of course.” You nodded, waiting until Wanda was situated in a stretcher before you climbed in next to her.
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It was two hours for the surgery and deep into the morning as Wanda woke naturally, only to see you sleeping in the chair next to her. Your head was resting softly against the back of it and your arms were folded, her eyes drifting to the two shadows at the door in the shape of Jake and Shaun.
Her eyes flashed with the memories of last night and she whimpered softly as she tried to sit up, the small sound waking you.
“Easy, easy, easy.” You murmured, your hands reaching for hers.
They shook in your grasp and you looked up at her wide eyes, filled with fear and confusion. “W-Who are you?” She pulled her hands out of yours.
You sighed, sitting back down in the chair. “Are you sure? Because once you’re in, you’re in.”
She nodded slowly and you leaned forward on your knees, your hands clasped together. “I am Y/N Zatara, heiress to the Zatara Family. I am a mafia princess, if you will; it’s a running joke. Our family is the biggest in New York, and we stretch across Europe but originated in Italy, where I was born.”
You took a deep breath before continuing. “We are… powerful. Mom and Dad have friends everywhere, and my two bodyguards are the best in the business, though I do manage to shake them. Power means enemies, and my parents cannot afford to lose another child.”
Wanda’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. “You lost someone?”
“My brother.” You smiled sadly.
“He was thirteen and I was seventeen. We were just at school, no reason for anyone dangerous to come and attack us. But, like last night, they found us. His name was Anatoli Dragov, a rogue of a Russian gang, and he was disguised as a friend of Mom’s.”
Wanda watched as your hands began to shake slightly, your breathing ragged.
“And… and he, uh…” You failed at swallowing the lump in your throat.
The door opened. “Princess, you’re needed.” Shaun muttered softly and Wanda watched as you almost snapped into your stance, giving your jacket to her.
“My phone’s in there. Feel free to play games or add your number, whatever you want. Password’s 1692.”
Wanda watched as you left with Shaun, Jake still guarding her door, and she looked down at your jacket. She slowly unravelled it and saw the hidden compartments she wasn’t sure she wanted to open.
Instead, she found your phone and unlocked it. The background was a plain photo of a yin and yang, whilst you had very few apps. Notification bubbles popped up everywhere and she mentally scolded you for not clearing them out.
Her thumb hovered over the contacts app and she looked up, half-expecting you to barge right in and rip it out of her hands, but you didn’t. She could hear your calm voice outside and it soothed her, more than she’d like to admit.
She added her phone number, put her name in and began to scroll through emojis. She looked at your recent ones and smiled at the sight of flowers and hearts - a mafia child using affectionate emojis was not on her bingo card.
She added a rose and a small reverberating heart before she saved the contact and sent a text to herself. She added your number and smiled to herself before the door opened again and the Avengers piled in.
“Oh, Wanda! We were so worried!” Kate sighed in relief, hugging her.
“Thanks, Kate.” She responded, patting her back.
“How are you feeling?” Clint asked, arms folded.
“Um… as good as I can be, I guess.”
Kate gasped and drew everyone’s attention before pointing at your phone in Wanda’s hand. “Is that…?”
Wanda immediately felt the need to hold it close but Kate was too fast for her fatigued body. “Oh my god. You gave her your number?!”
“No. She gave me her phone and told me her password. I just… put my number in it.” Wanda murmured, chuckles rippling through the group.
“Bold move, Maximoff.” Natasha grinned, watching her shy from the assassin’s stare.
“You gonna go on a date with her?”
Wanda looked back sharply at her until a knock at the door came. “Come in.” She called, watching you enter with a soft smile.
“Hello, everyone.”
They all muttered some semblance of a greeting before your eyes fell onto Wanda. You slid into the chair next to her and smiled as she yawned.
“Alright, everyone out. Sleeping beauty needs her rest.” Natasha smirked and ushered everyone out, leaving you two alone.
You took your phone back and smiled at the sight of a new contact. “It’s not often I get a pretty girl’s number.”
Wanda chuckled softly and yawned again, leaving you to smile softly. “You should go back to sleep. The world can wait for you to have some rest.”
She turned onto her stronger side and looked at you, biting her lip as confidence rose in her. “Would you… like to go on a… date?”
You chuckled softly and nodded, leaning in close to have your noses almost touch. “I would love to go on a date with you, tesora.”
She smiled widely and you pressed a small kiss to her forehead. “Now it’s time for you to sleep. Maybe we can go ice-skating for our first date.”
“Nooo.” She shook her head and you grinned widely at her giggle.
“No? Where do you want to go?”
“Hmm… I don’t know.”
“What if I planned the date?” You offered and she smirked, nodding softly.
“Yes, please.”
You smiled and nodded before she closed her eyes, her hand taking yours before it fell limp. Hours passed like minutes and you simply watched her chest rise and fall, her eyes twitch underneath her eyelids, and you smiled whenever she held your arm tighter.
A knock came at the door before it opened and you didn’t turn to face them. “Yes?”
“The Queen would like to have a word.” A random mobster asked you and you didn’t turn around.
“Tell her I am busy.”
“She did not take too kindly to that the last time, Y/N.” Jake popped his head in from the door and you rolled your eyes, debating it.
“Fine. Nobody but the medical staff comes in or out until I get back.” You told them, following the mobster to find your mother standing outside of the hospital.
“How is she?”
“She’s okay. I’d like to get back to protecting her, if you don’t mind.” You spoke sharply, turning around.
“He is alive.”
You stopped in your tracks. You didn’t move, so your mother did it for you, stepping in front of your still form to see you fighting a flood of tears.
“You told me… that you killed him.” You spoke lowly, your eyes darting between her steel blue eyes.
“We tied him down with weights and dropped him off at the Mariana Trench. He should be dead.” She explained, moving closer to you but you stepped back.
“Mom… Where is he?”
She dropped her head and shrugged her shoulders, making you scoff. “You’re saying you don’t know where my brother’s killer is?”
She nodded, but you moved past her and went straight back into Wanda’s room, watching as the doctor injected her with some painkillers.
“You can leave tomorrow morning if everything checks out.” He spoke to Wanda, who looked up at you.
“Then I guess I’m camping down here for the night.” You grinned.
“Y/N, no.” Wanda sighed, not wanting to keep you from whatever it was that you did behind closed doors.
“Y/N, yes.” You snickered, sitting down in the chair before you felt her hand fall on yours.
You looked down at it in confusion before your eyes trailed up her arm to view her concerned expression, a soft smile growing on her lips. “Why are you worrying?”
“Pfft. I’m not… No, I’m not worrying.” You scoffed, but her hand didn’t leave yours.
“You’re worried about something. I’m just not quite sure what.” She murmured, talking mostly to herself.
You rolled your eyes and grabbed the TV remote, turning it on to see an old TV sitcom play. You were about to change it but Wanda’s hand ripped the remote from yours, giving you a death glare that slightly scared you.
“What?” You chuckled.
“This is one of my favourite shows. And since I’m in the hospital bed, hooked up to these dumb wires, you can deal with it.” She stuck her tongue out at you but you shook your head whilst laughing.
“Wanda, I like Bewitched too.”
“Oh.”
You watched the confusion spread on her cheeks before you smiled, edging closer to her on your massive chair. You leaned forward as you noticed a spot of dried blood in the corner of her mouth, holding her chin with a curled finger whilst your thumb brushed away the flecks.
“There. A face as beautiful as this does not need to be stained with blood.” You murmured, completely noticing Wanda’s blush but you didn’t acknowledge it.
You pulled away and watched the show in a comfortable silence with her, also not acknowledging the way she looked you up and down. The constrictive clothes you were still wearing concerned her, but then again, you were an ice hockey pro. She noticed the dried blood on the bottom of your hockey pants whilst you wore sleek boots that made her realise who she was sitting next to.
“So… How does a mafia work?”
You turned to see the shock on her own face and you realised she hadn’t meant to say that question out loud. “Are you sure you’d like to know?” You asked, narrowing your eyes playfully.
“Um… I have an idea, but I’d like to think that it is done differently than it is in movies.” She fiddled with her fingers, realising her rings were nowhere to be found.
“What movies have you watched, tesora?”
She looked up at you at the nickname, making you grin slightly as she thought hard, her eyebrows furrowed whilst her lips were pursed together in the cutest way you knew.
“Um… I watched John Wick with Natasha if that counts.” She offered, watching you chuckle softly as you shook your head.
“Wanda, darling, we are nothing like those idiots. Imagine if it was the other way around; if the mafia was full of John Wicks.” You smirked, watching her eyes widen before she looked at her hands.
“Wow. I guess I really have gotten it all wrong.” She muttered, looking back at you before looking back at her hands.
“My dear, why are you looking at your hands?” You asked quickly, concerned.
“Oh, I, uh… I normally have a lot of rings on them and I fidget with them instead of biting my nails and stuff.” She answered.
You stood and made your way around the bed, unintentionally giving Wanda a view of your ass. You knelt down beside the bed, intriguing her, and she jumped slightly when you cheered a soft ‘aha’.
You stood back up too quickly and hit your head on the bottom of the bed, making a loud bang and an equally louder laugh come from Wanda. You glared at her and she immediately stopped, but some shuffled through the constraints of her fingers.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be laughing.” She muttered, but you grinned slightly.
“I believe these belong to you.” You held out the bag containing her phone, her rings and a single bracelet with only one charm.
You watched as each ring was placed back on their designated finger, except for the ones that couldn’t go where the heart rate monitor was, and sat back down on the couch chair. It was silent for a few more minutes as you watched the comedic show before you broke the silence.
“I am.”
Wanda turned to look at you, your eyes unfocused on a thousand-mile stare before they broke and you looked at the one ring on your finger.
“You are…?” She asked.
“Worried.” You replied, fiddling with the ring that held your family crest.
“For what?” She asked again.
You thought long and hard for your answer, debating on whether or not to tell her one of your many dark secrets. You had thousands to hide and thousands more to keep, but if you were going to let this woman into your life, you had better start telling her now.
“You.”
You looked up at her when she didn’t say anything for a few seconds, a few spots of rose on her cheeks whilst she smiled sheepishly and watched her show. You scanned her face for any sign of discomfort, pain, or even the urge to not be within your presence, something you had learned to look for on your associate’s faces, but it wasn’t there.
“Thank you, but I am not someone to worry about.” She murmured, making you furrow your eyebrows once more.
“Why not?”
“There’s not much about me that’s worth worrying about.” She shrugged.
“Are you sure about that?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at her before she yawned softly.
“Time for all good girls to go to sleep.” You grinned, tucking the hospital blanket further onto her before you kissed her temple and stood.
“Where are you going?” She questioned quietly, her eyes locked on you even if they were half open.
You stopped at the door and turned to look at her - that beautiful, innocent face with doe-like eyes and perfect but marred skin. You wished she would never be harmed but that was above your paygrade, and even if you tried, you knew that simply being around you would increase those chances.
“I’m going to plan our date.” You blew her a kiss before closing the door behind you, moving through the halls of the hospital as you made some reservations.
#smalls-words#thedemonstreasure#WandaMaximoff#wandamaximoffimagine#wanda maximoff#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff x fem!reader#wanda maximoff x you#wanda maximoff fluff#wanda maximoff angst
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(Halloween Moodboard Edition)
Somebody's Watching Me // MASTERLIST
Pairings: The Avengers & Fem!Reader, Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader, Stephen Strange x Fem!Reader, Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader - you get to choose.
This is more of an ensemble cast story, than a romantic one, but each LI will get alternate chapters.
Warnings: profanity, angst, a little fluff, mentions of domestic violence, depression, suicide idealization, mild violent imagery, and major character deaths. (16+)
Summary: Steve is celebrating a special occasion with some old friends, but an unforeseen tragedy that night, has an undesirable effect on a woman whose sanity is already cracking.
(SLASHER/HORROR AU)
CLICK HERE TO READ ON AO3 (will have slightly better editing)
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Main Story Theme: Gasoline by Halsey LISTEN HERE
Chapter One - Voices
Chapter Two - On the Edge
Chapter Three - Back to Normal
Chapter Four - Judas
Chapter Five - This is Not a Dream/Nightmare
Chapter Six - Demons
Chapter Seven - 911
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine -
Chapter Ten -
Chapter Eleven -
Chapter Twelve -
Chapter Thirteen -
Chapter Fourteen -
Chapter Fifteen -
Chapter Sixteen -
Chapter Seventeen -
Chapter Eighteen -
Chapter Nineteen -
Chapter Twenty -
Chapter Twenty One -
Chapter Twenty Two -
Chapter Twenty Three -
*chapters and titles are not final and subject to change*
A/N: I was sick for a little over a week in bed, not working on anything. Just resting. Then once I started to get better, I decided to come back to this random idea I had from a while back.
Inspired by @kinanabinks ‘s The Master’s Wonderland. I liked the idea of putting MCU characters in traditional horror settings and causing mayhem. Yes, that means putting a slight pause on my newer stuff for now. Sorry about that. The idea just wouldn’t stop flowing and I had to follow through. Guess what? I’ll probably lose inspiration after the third/fourth chapter and return to something old anyway.
So a few things...
There will no smut in the tumblr version. The AO3 version (18+) will maybe have smut, but don’t quote me on that. I planned to use Y/N at one point, but have now changed my mind.
Do not forget the music, please. It’s very imperative to the story and honestly, I've had a lot of fun with it. I’ve even made full playlists with themes and such. YouTube links only for now. kk
(old moodboard)
#marvel fanfic#bucky barns x you#bucky barnes x reader#bucky fanfic#avengers x reader#avengers x you#reader insert#bucky x reader#sebastian stan#sebastian stan x reader#marvel imagines#mcu imagine#thor x reader#doctor strange x reader#stephen strange x reader
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Malignant Influence
Exorcist Wanda Maximoff x Demon GN! Reader
Series Warnings: Angst, smut. Breeding. Reader has a penis
18+ MINORS DNI
My name is Y/N Y/L/N, I grew up here in Westview among other humans. Well, I'm not particularly a human pursay, I come from a family who had to split up because we were being hunted. We have tried to live among the humans as peacefully as we could. Causing a little bit of mayhem. Ok, now that was a lie. We cause a lot of mayhem. Especially among the church goers here in Westview. It is fun to reach into the minds of the elderly that live here, although I don't really have anyone I can share this with. Especially since we have to lay low. You never know who is hunting you. I couldn't even trust my best friend since High School with it. Although, I think she is most definitely more than just a friend in my eyes. Especially with the sinful thoughts I like to send her way.
I have been on sleepovers with her and had my fun with her mind. She would wake up in a sweat, but I could smell the arousal dripping from her. It would only be a matter of time until I make her mine.
Y/N and Wanda had been best friends since they had moved here, but since they had both finished high school, Wanda had took a job with her mother at the church while Y/N just really moved from job to job, never really caring for much.
Wanda would find herself most nights dreaming sinful dreams. About Y/N, her best friend she never really had any kind of deep feelings for. Although, her parents never knew of the toy she kept. The one that Y/N had helped her to acquire, so when she woke in the middle of the night, she would find herself using it. Bringing her to the brink of sin as she came with the image of Y/N fucking her mercilessly. Although it was all a part of their plan. Especially when they had invited Wanda over for a movie night.
"These movies are so far fetched." Wanda stated as the two watched The Exorcist. "Exorcisms aren't like that at all." Y/N turned their head to face her with a knowing smirk on their face. Wanda's eyes widened at her revelation.
"I knew there was something about the Maximoffs." They sneered as they paused the movie. "I knew you had a secret."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Wanda tried to back track, save her family.
"Sure you do." They smirked as they got closer to her, their hand found it's way to her thigh, squeezing it harshly. "You see, there is others out there, like your family. Exorcists if you would, some call you hunters even."
"I don't understand." Wanda whispered before Y/N smirked, their eyes changing to their natural deep red irises.
"Sure you do." They smirked. "I have a secret of my own." They whispered in her ear, biting it softly causing Wanda to close her eyes. "Which by the look in your eyes you know it too."
"I can't." Wanda tried to get some of her confidence back but she failed.
"I know you dream of me." They smirked as they pushed her down to lay on the sofa. "Arousing dreams." Wanda kept her gaze on their mouth. "About me fucking you. Filling you with my spawn." They rubbed her stomach under her shirt. "The perfect breeder for my spawn."
"Please." She whimpered as Y/N smirked, already smelling her arousal.
"So weak." They teased. "Daddy would be so disappointed." They cupped her centre hard, rubbinh hard through her jeans. "Do you want to know the special thing about that toy of yours. I made it an exact model of my own, and beauty of it is." They leaned closer to her. "I felt everytime you used it." They started to bite her neck. "And it only made me want to feel how you really felt around me."
Before Wanda could react, they had ripped her shirt from her, along with her jeans and underwear. Leaving her completely bare for them to see. Gliding their fingertip from her collarbone down to her pubic bone. Wanda's breathing was rapid as she failed to hide how turned on she was by them. She knew this was wrong, her family would never approve.
"You are going to look so beautiful, so big and pregnant." They smirked as they started to strip themselves. Revelling in the sight of a naked Wanda before them. They kissed her hungrily, their tongue entering her mouth with urgency. Like they needed to taste her to breathe.
They gripped her thigh as they spread her legs, Wanda was already dripping onto the sofa. They thrust their whole length inside of her, not waiting for her to get used to it as they pounded into her. They roughly bit her neck as they went harder and deeper, not caring about the bruises they were leaving on her body. Even the sounds of her moans spurring them on as she came.
"This is going to be fun." They smirked as they pulled out of her, forcing her on to the floor. Pushing her cheek against the carpet as they entered her again. The pain added to her pleasure as they fucked her into oblivion. "My little spawn will be here sooner than I thought." They grunted as they kept on going, Wanda's moans only got louder as they both came at the same time.
That was the moment she knew she was done for. Wanda Maximoff, daughter of Exorcists Oleg and Iryna Maximoff was mine. Her soul is mine to keep.
#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff#marvel#wanda x reader#wanda x you#wanda x y/n#elizabeth olsen#wanda maximoff x you#elizabeth olsen x reader
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CHEERFUL OBLIVION - WANDA MAXIMOFF X FEMALE READER (CHAPTER TWO)
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Summary: Your duty is to watch her 'till Chton comes for her, even if you hate it, but do you really hate it? Especially when you start to get to know Wanda. The bond begins to torment you. But, oh Lord, you've never been so in love.
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chapter one
chapter two
chapter three
chapter four
chapter five
chapter six
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tw: angst, violence, mentions of death, fluff, angst with a happy ending.
Jules/Stolas is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.
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Almost four months have passed since Wanda and Y/N met.
Even if the progress was slow, the Sokovian looked less sad, every time she left her room it was to go see Y/N or spar with Natasha.
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Although they sometimes had dinner with the Avengers, they always had a special moment together. Wednesdays and Fridays were their 'special days just for two'.
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Missions have been difficult but nothing that endangered her friends.
Friends, this is how Wanda was beginning to see the people around her. They were no longer the 'avengers', Nat, Kate, Y/N, Jules, Yelena, Clint, each and every one of them cared about her. And she cared about them too.
Slowly the brunette began to come out of that bubble, feeling less hurt and finally accepting the loss to begin to heal.
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Unlike Wanda, the one who was beginning to have serious trouble was Y/N, whose confusion and guilt was slowly devouring her from the inside.
How could she have a friendship with someone she had to betray sooner or later? How many times had Abaddon say that she shouldn't come near Wanda?
Thousands of times in thousands of years Y/N ran away from this type of relationship and now, as if it was like magic, Wanda made her feel so… comfortable.
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Wanda made her smile genuinely.
Wanda made her try harder, Wanda worried her.
Wanda.
Wanda.
Wanda.
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It was disgusting!
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Now she not only had to deal with lying to Abaddon, saying that the Sokovian was getting closer and closer to breaking down, but she had to lie to Wanda who was beginning to blindly trust her. Just like the other Avengers, who already trusted her.
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Steve did it, the man was honest and always repeated that Y/N was a great agent. Bucky said the same thing, maybe he was closer to Y/N than Steve. He was trying to make amends for his past too, so he understood how to trust but also how to understand other people's mistakes.
Natasha and Yelena trusted her enough to have her as their right hand on missions.
Kate seemed to be glued all day to Jules, looking like two dumb twins separated at birth.
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Everything was starting to get too personal and that tormented Y/N.
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“Good! But you have to improve more in your defense, okay?” Natasha said as she took Jules hand, helping get up from the mat.The brunette smiled and just nodded quickly and walked over to Y/N, who was looking at her in confusion.
Totally surprised that Natasha was the winner.
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“Did you let her win? There's no way she could beat you that way.” Y/N whispered, looking at Jules who was still blushing and smiling. How was it possible for a demon to be defeated by a simple powerless agent?
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Jules smiled mischievously and wiped the sweat with a towel. “Dude, I had Natasha Romanoff top on me for a few seconds, that's enough gain. I don’t mind losing.”
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Y/N's face said it all.
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Maybe it wasn't just her who was getting too involved in all of this. Jules seemed to quickly get used to them, to… being an agent. Just a ‘human being’.
How could Stolas forget where she came from? She was an ancient demon, respected as a Prince of Hell. Demon Prince of the Day.
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Now she let herself be beaten and rubbed by a simple human.
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The bile rose as high as the anger, perhaps because she was projecting her own frustrations and fears onto Jules. But those thoughts disappeared when the Russian caught their attention again.
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“Wanda and Y/N.” Nat pointed at them. “Let's see what you have.”
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Sighing, Y/N watched as Wanda nodded and stood on the mat.
The demon did the same, perhaps a little embarrassed knowing that she was going to defeat Wanda in the blink of an eye.
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“Come on, go first.” Y/N said perhaps too smug, as if she were doing the girl a favor. The demon threw a punch into the air so slowly that she knew Wanda could easily dodge it, but instead of dodging it, the Sokovian grabbed her arm, forcing Y/N to fall to the ground hard.
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Y/N stood up from the mat and looked at her in surprise.
She tried to go for her one more time but Wanda made her fall again, not just once but twice more. She wasn't even using her powers.
In the third time, the Sokovian ended up sitting on her belly preventing Y/N from moving in a key aikido technique.
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“I’m sorry.” Wanda asked worriedly, blushing quite a bit as she brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “Are you okay?”
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“I-I’m fine. Yeah.” Surprised, agitated and a little blushing too, Y/N nodded trying to catch her breath.
Noticing the position they were in, Wanda quickly stood up.
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“That was great, Wanda!” Natasha clapped her hands proudly, quite surprised that the Sokovian finally fought back.
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Somewhat embarrassed, Y/N walked away towards Jules who was waiting for her with a bottle of water and a towel.
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“You let her win too?” Jules asked curiously but Y/N just threw the towel at her face.
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“Shut up!” Y/N growled and walked away from the gym so she could clear her head. Of course Wanda noticed Y/N's annoyance but she didn't say anything. Perhaps she blamed the agent’s damaged ego.
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After about two or three hours running around the lake, Y/N decided to come back and take a long shower.
All afternoon trying to think of something else, but Wanda seemed to remain, like a curse, not letting her go.
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The demon tried to avoid the places where the sokovian usually was, she finally entered her room and leaned against the door, sighing.
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“Are you OK? I've noticed that you're a little upset.” Jules' voice made her jump.
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The brunette was in bed, with a towel on her head, watching some kind of animated series and eating some chips.
It was pretty funny, and Y/N would laugh all night if she weren't so upset.
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Frowning, she asked herself what could be worse? She had to talk to someone to understand what was happening, right? Couldn't tell anyone that she was a demon, feeling confused about a girl.
Talking to Stolas was better than nothing.
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“Yeah… it’s just… Can we talk?” Y/N licked her lips and sat on the bed, next to Jules.
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“Sure, about what?” The dark haired girl sat down, leaving the chips aside so Y/N could take some.
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Taking a moment to think through her words, Y/N fixed her gaze on her friend's brown eyes. “What are you doing? I mean, what are we doing here?”
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What was she doing in this place? Making friends, eating, doing missions to save people.
She had been making the work of people like the Avengers worse for millennia, and now she was working for them. And she did it gladly.
She was watching Wanda’s back when she hated that girl her entire life, having to 'protect' her, now Y/N was beginning to feel affection for Wanda even though she always avoided it.
Everything was so confusing!
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Of course that's what she meant, but Jules simply smiled tenderly and pointed to her Stark tablet.
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“What am I doing? I'm watching this thing… I’m really into this anime called 'Demon Slayer'. It’s so good! Do you wanna watch it with me?”
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Oh, awfully innocent.
Silence.
A tense silence formed between them.
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Blinking in complete shock, Y/N stared at the brunette trying to understand if it was a joke.
She was trying to talk about something important and Stolas was just... talking about watching TV.
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“I don't mean that… Wait, you’re watching this… ‘anime’ about how they hunt demons… And you are a demon?” Y/N narrowed her eyes trying to understand it, and of course trying not to sound sarcastic.
Seeing how Jules nodded excitedly, Y/N just shook her head. “You’re really something…”
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“Oh! Thank you.” Jules smiled proudly, thinking it was a real compliment.
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She couldn't even tell the difference between damn sarcasm, Y/N just got even angrier.
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“Ugh, I can’t talk to you!” Y/N exclaimed in annoyance and stood up to leave the room, leaving her friend confused, but Jules just shrugged.
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Walking with some haste and enough annoyance to make many agents walk away when they saw her, Y/N arrived at the dining room where she saw Kate Bishop sitting in front of the window enjoying a pizza with her dog, Lucky.
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“Bishop!” Y/N exclaimed loudly, pointing at her. “I have to talk to you!”
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Sitting in front of Kate, the demon surprised the archer who opened her eyes wide, stammering. “Umh, I thought you hated me but okay!”
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“We need to talk.” Y/N sighed. “You look like an irresponsible child who takes risks and puts yourself in danger, but trustworthy enough to hear what I have to say.”
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“Wow… Okay! Sharp but sincere, tell me what you want to talk about.” Kate looked at her curiously, inviting her to have a slice of pizza but Y/N shook her head.
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Lucky watched the demon for a long time, as if he knew she was up to no good, but never attacked or growled at her.
Maybe because she hadn't done anything wrong yet, but even so, he remained alert.
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“I've been feeling... strange.” Y/N started a little awkwardly, she cleared her throat without knowing how to express herself very well.
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“Like what…?” The archer narrowed her eyes, Lucky decided to go to sleep on the couch, leaving them alone.
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“About Wanda…” Y/N gulped, a little nervously. “I've been feeling different when I’m with her. I wanted to talk to Jules about it but she's not... she's not THE person... she's not even a person most of the time.” She complained, pinching the bridge of her nose.
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“Wanda? Oh!” Kate's eyes widened, realizing what it was all about. “About love, well I'm not an expert...”
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“It's not about love, of course not!” The demon cut her off, shaking her head. How could it be about love? Maybe this girl perhaps wasn't as insightful as she seemed. Maybe she should have talked to Barnes.
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“What do you feel specifically?” The brunette asked as she drank some soda, noting that it was the first time she had seen Y/N so nervous and worried. The woman always seemed so tough and badass. “Without you looking at me as if you wanted to kill me with your gaze.”
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Frowning, Y/N thought about getting up and leaving but little by little that hard and serious expression began to relax. Kate was just trying to help her.
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“Today, when we spar together, she made me fall… And at first I felt so angry. Ugh!” She clenched her jaw, couldn't believe it. Just remembering it made her blood boil. “I mean, no one has ever brought me down in my life. And it is a very long life, Kate!”
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She stood up from her seat, slamming the table and making Kate jump.
The archer didn't say anything, just watched as Y/N paced back and forth like a caged beast.
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“But she managed to make me stumble and fall easily, that made me feel so upset.” Y/N shook her head. “But then that went away fast and I felt so proud… then I felt worried. So many feelings! How can you get them all at once?!”
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She stared out the glass window. The colors in the sky were fascinating and disturbing.
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“I could have hurt her.” Y/N murmured worriedly. She finally blurted out what was really worrying her.
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Kate sighed. “But you didn’t.”
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“But I could.” Suddenly Y/N turned to see Kate, who was looking at her with some tenderness. Why was the archer looking at her with that tender look?
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“She’s enhanced.” Kate tried to calm her down and make her understand, not realizing there was something deeper going on.
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“And I am-…” Y/N was going to keep going but stopped.
A demon.
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She was a demon, she was much more powerful, but Kate couldn't know that. How could Y/N be so stupid to almost let it out? “A simple agent, I know.”
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Y/N looked down.
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“I didn't mean that.” Kate quickly apologized, embarrassed. She didn't want to break the progress she finally had with Y/N.
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“I know.” Y/N she sighed deeply, sitting back down. “But I worry… and that’s the deal, I never worry about anyone. She's my friend, but I don't feel like... a friend.”
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Kate was about to say something and paused for a few seconds, wondering if it was the right thing to say, but Y/N sought her out because of her sincerity, she had to honor that.
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“Maybe you're falling in love... What's wrong with that?” The archer shrugged, noticing how Y/N opened her eyes so wide that she thought they would pop out of their place.
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“You don't get it, can’t be ‘love’. That's not possible!” The demon exclaimed in fear. That would be the worst thing that could happen to her.
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“Why not?” Kate looked at her confused. “It's not bad to feel love for someone. Are you homophobic or something?”
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Those words made Y/N laugh so bad and so real that Kate was even more surprised. How could she be homophobic? She was a demon! She had always been with women, she had always preferred them but not to love.
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“Of course not!” Y/N quickly defended herself. “I love women, I just…”
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Y/N swallowed, noticing how Kate was waiting to hear more.
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“I just… can’t.” Y/N mumbled. “I didn't think I could be capable. That's going against everything I know, It's dangerous… you don't understand. It's not like you and Yelena. I wasn't made for this.”
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After that, both of them were silent for a moment.
Kate considered it necessary because Y/N seemed quite shocked at that news.
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“What am I going to do now?” Y/N whispered to herself. “If I am in love with her…”
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“You should tell her.” Kate pursed her lips, but when Y/N stood up from her seat she did the same. “Thank you for trusting me with this. I didn't think you liked me…”
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“I do.” Y/N was trying to deal with everything at once. She sighed deeply, trying to focus on Kate. “I'm not used to being grateful or being close to people.”
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‘You're a good person and I'm not, not even a person. I just wanted to use you to go unnoticed.’ She thought.
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Y/N gulped, after an awkward silence she was brave enough to break it. “Thank you, Kate.”
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Y/N extended her hand to shake it with the archer's. Surprised, Kate nodded and shook her hand.
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“Would you like to jog with us? Tomorrow. Jules and I we used to do it, then we'll go get some lunch, maybe pizza.”
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Kate giggled, but was grateful for the invitation. “Is that healthy?”
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“Does it matter?” Finally Y/N smiled and shrugged, for the first time she was genuine with her.
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“Yeah, I- I'd like to.” Feeling endless emotions, Kate recognized that she felt happy and excited to share something with 'new friends' like Y/N and Jules. She didn't know anyone but her girlfriend Yelena in that place, and Clint was always with his family. It was normal for the archer to feel alone.
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“Good. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Y/N nodded and turned to leave, now she needed some time to think about everything.
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Once she got far enough away, her face changed from a happy one to a worried one.
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But even though Kate advised her to tell Wanda about those feelings, Y/N decided it was best to walk away.
Her job was to ‘watch’ her and nothing more, she didn't have to interfere in the sokovian’s life and change everything. Why didn't she listen to Abaddon?
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The demon complained over and over again, especially when she felt that strange anguished feeling in her chest when she missed Wanda. Thinking about her or avoiding her was driving Y/N crazy. Is this how humans felt?
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Y/N looked at her watch and then quickened the pace. Didn't have much time if she wanted to get to the gym before Wanda did, maybe she could spar with Jules or Kate before the Sokovian arrived.
But when she turned into the hallway, ended up colliding with a brunette who seemed to be waiting for her.
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‘Fuck’ Y/N thought.
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Well, she knew that was going to happen at some point, but didn't expect it to be so soon. The woman was evading Wanda for so many days and she was lucky, but she wasn't going to be able to evade her forever.
Y/N stopped attending their dinners, besides not sparring at the same time. Even signed up for more missions just to not see her but she was just there.
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“Hey.” Wanda whispered, looking up. She started playing with her rings a little nervously.
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“Hey.” Y/N murmured, scratching her neck, thinking of some quick excuse to run away.
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“Are you going to spar?” Wanda asked just to make some small talk, since the moment seemed pretty awkward. Y/N was going to answer but Wanda stopped her: “I haven't seen you for some nights. I feel like you're avoiding me.”
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‘Tell her the truth, don't gaslight her.’
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“Did I do something to upset you, Y/N?” The sokovian gulped at Y/N's guilty silence. “Have I done something wrong?”
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But Y/N stayed quiet, not knowing what to say or do.
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‘Say something, say it’s not true!’ Y/N thought.
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“No, Wanda, of course not.” Her lips began to move but she couldn't say anything coherent. She had never felt so uncomfortable and sad. “It’s just…”
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‘It's just that I'm made to make you suffer.’ She thought again.
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Smiling sadly, Wanda just looked down. “I’m boring, right?”
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‘Oh, don't be such an idiot to make her believe that!’
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“What? No! Of course not!” Y/N exclaimed quickly, begging for Wanda to believe her, to look up and see her eyes to notice that she was telling the truth. “It's not your fault, Wands, it's actually my fault…”
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Without understanding what she meant, Wanda tilted her head.
Y/N just sighed and took Wanda’s hand to lead her to a more intimate place, leaving together to the nearest terrace.
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“I just haven't been feeling well lately.” Y/N licked her lips nervously, wondering if it was really a good time to tell the truth.
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“What's going on? What is it? I’m worried.” Wanda put her sadness aside to feel worried, even taking a step forward to look into Y/N’s eyes.
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“I don't want to make things worse.” Y/N pursed her lips, not knowing how to begin.
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‘Too late, you already have since you got involved with her.’
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“Please, maybe I can help you.” Wanda tried, taking her hand.
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That adorable and simple gesture just made Y/N open her eyes big in surprise. Feeling the warmth of Wanda's fingers intertwined with hers, it was so new, overwhelming and welcoming.
A gesture so gentle, she could have sworn her eyes watered.
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“I’ve been feeling a little different around you.” The demon finally opened up, leaving her ‘head’ aside and speaking from 'the heart'. One that she never had, one that had been dry for so long but apparently was beginning to beat.
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Wanda frowned, still not understanding.
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“Wanda… I think… I like you, a little. I do… like you.” Y/N whispered. Despite her babbling, it felt so much better to be able to let go. “And that is causing this big confusion inside me.”
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The demon looked for some answer in Wanda's eyes, trying to see if she was angry, or if maybe if she reciprocated those feelings.
Maybe expecting the witch to smile and say something cute but Wanda just opened those huge eyes, surprised.
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“Oh.” That was all that left Wanda’s lips. Y/N wasn't ready to hear what was next.
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“I thought we were just friends.” Wanda finished not only those words, but also the demon's dry heart.
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Quiet and sorrowful, Y/N didn't know how to proceed. Her head was beginning to scream so loud; escape, scream at her, kill her, run away, say everything is fine.
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“You didn't… You don't feel the same.” Y/N frowned at her in confusion, feeling like a complete idiot. “I thought that-”
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Wanda's look so embarrassed only caused Y/N's heart to be engulfed by a huge invisible awful beast.
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She didn't say anything, just looked down at those rings.
Y/N could hear her heart racing, possibly because of the shame the witch felt.
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How could she have confused everything? Fucking Kate! She said that-
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No, she didn't say anything. It was all coming from Y/N's head.
It was all Y/N’s own fault, and it weighed heavily on her chest. Anguish was beginning to close her throat, never felt so stupid.
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The demon broke something so important to both of them, without even meaning to. Anyway, she was meant to hurt her, right?
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“Okay. This is awkward.” Y/N laughed wryly, shaking her head. She took a few steps back, not even able to see Wanda.
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Wanda, who seemed totally shocked and surprised. Who didn't know how to react to such a confession, much less from someone she considered a friend. Y/N dared to break their bond, one that was not easy to build.
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“I-I'm sorry, I-. I have to go.” Wanda murmured nervously and turned to leave quickly, without even hearing the last words of who she considered her friend.
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“Yeah, sure.”
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The demon stood there, simply staring into nothingness. So many mixed feelings, that she didn't even know which one to follow.
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Get angry.
Go get her.
Burn it all down.
Don’t let her go.
Tell her you care.
Kill them all.
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Any other time, you would have done it, you would have killed everyone. But Y/N just sighed and decided to go back to her room.
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“So, how is she doing?”
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Abaddon's voice brought Y/N back to her senses.
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They both walked through the red and warm soil of that place, a beautiful as well as dangerous place. Tanzania was an amazing, beautiful, wild place.
Sometimes it was nice to have those powers, to be able to appear wherever you want. Only the fallen could use them as they pleased, of course. Wings weren't for everyone.
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Abaddon invited Y/N to follow her, she was wearing the outfit of a Serengeti National Park worker, possibly stolen from what must now be a corpse.
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“Our lucky girl. I've seen some videos on the internet about her, she’s powerful, not as much as I expected but that's good.” The redhead sighed as she searched for something in the grass.
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“She’s okay.” Y/N sighed watching the sunset in that reserve, she had never seen a sunset like that. This world kept surprising her in incredible ways. “I mean, she's grieving her loss but nothing-”
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The sound of birds flapping their wings made Y/N blink, now showing her demon eyes.
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“...that indicates it's time.” Abaddon cut her off, turning to look at her. Her eyes stopped being blue and turned an angry red, dangerous and deadly. Like those of the black mamba that watched them furiously from a rock. “I've heard you say it before, I'm tired of that excuse. You have to make sure she suffers!”
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Y/N swallowed.
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As the sun set, the warmth of the place faded and the cold began to be felt, which neither of them was affected by.
The crickets stopped, as if they knew a more dangerous predator was nearby.
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“Why are we here?” Y/N tried to avoid that talk, looking around.
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“Every twenty-three years I like to visit this place. I like to spill some blood.” Abaddon smiled in a creepy way, walking straight towards the Black Mamba who looked furious. “A little chat with a warlord, a little of this, a little of that… I'm not the Horseman of War but I like to make trouble.”
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The snake positioned itself ready to attack but the demon was faster, grabbing its neck tightly. The black mamba opened her mouth, trying to free itself but it was impossible. It was next to another more powerful predator, a much more cruel and vengeful one.
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“But I also like to make certain friends like this one, then I visit some people… we play a bit. I love wicked games.” She hissed naughtily.
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Y/N pursed her lips when she heard that.
She knew that Abbadon was much more perverse and evil, possibly what she would do with that snake was much darker than she imagined.
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“So, Leviathan, I need you to do your job and MAKE HER SUFFER! Kill her best friend, kill her fucking dog, get rid of everything Maximoff loves!” Abaddon screamed and squeezed the snake so hard that Y/N was afraid she would kill it.
But Y/N knew that the redhead was doing it on purpose. Y/N was a snake, she knew how much she respected them. It was a clear offense and if ‘Leviathan’ reacted, everything would get worse.
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Maybe another demon would ‘take care’ of Wanda, and make even more chaos.
Through clenched teeth, the higher demon hissed: “I want to see her desolate and collapsed!”
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Don’t say anything.
Don't react.
Don't think about the snake.
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“I will.” barely said with a thin voice.
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“Good girl!” Abaddon smiled and finally released the snake, letting it go. That black mamba escaped, sliding quickly through the grass. “The girl is a caterpillar under our shoes, right now of course, but when she finally hatches… she will break free like a butterfly. A very powerful, hurt and naive one… one that we can manipulate.”
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Y/N nodded, like a good soldier. “And that's when our victory will be guaranteed.”
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Pleased to see that Y/N understood, the redhead tilted her head to play with her a little.
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“We never told you but we found the book thanks to you, so many years ago. Thanks to you we found the Darkhold.” Abaddon narrowed her eyes. “It was buried in the darkest depths of this Earth, much deeper than the Mariana Trench. And you brought us that information thirty years ago...”
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Oh no.
It couldn't be true. That couldn't mean anything more than… everything that would happen from now on was her fault, everything they decided to do with Wanda… It was thanks to her.
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“Without you... she couldn't have that destiny. You‘re her savior and her executioner.” Abaddon finished clicking her tongue.
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The best Y/N could do was smile, trying to look proud but terror could be seen in her eyes even though she didn't want to. She had to think of something, she had to pick a side.
Well, Wanda rejected her. Maybe thinking about it the decision could be easier, thinking about the anger she felt and the frustration of being rejected as a simple vermin.
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“Be sure to let me know if there are any changes. Chton is very pleased with your work.” She slowly approached Y/N, watching her a bit flirtatiously but only squeezed her cheek, as if she were a wild child.
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She was just humiliating the snake, once again.
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“Can I really know what you need her for?” Y/N asked in a low voice, hoping the redhead wouldn't take her question the wrong way. Abaddon was too explosive, she could take a simple question the wrong way.
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The stinging silence and sharp gaze from the knight of Hell made Y/N shift uncomfortably. Seconds in which the demon thought it could end badly, until Abaddon spoke.
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“The Scarlet Witch will be in charge of destroying all our enemies, unleashing her chaos magic... finally freeing Chton and tying this entire world and every reality to her whim. Not just one world, but all of them will be ours.” The demon's eyes lit up just thinking about it. A glorious plan for their entire species that would eventually dominate not just one but all realities.
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Although a genuine smile was born on Y/N's lips just thinking about it, she couldn't deny that her instincts were still there, she was a chaos demon and always would be.
But slowly that smile faded as she thought about how awful that could be for humans. Or rather, for those she considered worthy of saving.
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Suddenly in her mind came the image of Natasha, Kate, Yelena and everyone she considered 'good'.
Where would they go? What would happen to them?
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Gulping, Y/N felt guilty.
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“Do you think they will allow it?” She looked up for a moment, referring to the tenth realm. Angels. “They are warriors trained to stop that, they will come for her first if they find out. They wouldn't let anything happen to humans, now they have help from other realms, like Asgard. They act stupid with big threats but this is… much bigger.”
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“I wouldn't worry about that.” Abaddon arched an eyebrow. “We have someone inside, they're busy with something else. They are waiting for the moment, it is inevitable. It’s them or us, and the truth is that they don't care in the least about all these monkeys. Gods would sacrifice this world without hesitation to save others.”
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Both began to walk together through the grass, Y/N couldn't believe what she heard. Everything was ready and at the same time no one had any idea what was happening around them.
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“So this Earth-” Y/N sighed, looking around, thinking how beautiful and dangerous that night was and could disappear someday.
The animals that sought refuge in the night, and the macabre and charming laughter of the hyenas.
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“Will be doomed, like the rest.” The red eyed demon nodded. “You see, all these heroes like 'avengers vs villains' efforts… it's just halftime at the Superbowl. They're just wasting their time, they're all doomed from the moment the Earth started spinning around.”
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The redhead looked at a bonfire in the distance, happy to finally get to where she needed to be.
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“I see.” Y/N murmured, stopping and watching as Abaddon kept walking.
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“You are one of the few who knows.” Abaddon turned to look at her, this time it wasn't just a threat. “Don't let him down.”
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The demon didn't say anything other than nod her head, watching as the redhead walked away slowly.
A few minutes later, Y/N heard in the distance screams of pain and terror as well as gunshots. Several people were screaming in horror, some begging for mercy and others simply dying with honor.
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Sighing, Y/N disappeared from that place to appear on the outskirts of the Compound.
Perhaps the best thing that could have happened to her is that Wanda walked away from her, but it had to be so painful?
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“What? You like Wanda?!” Surprised, Jules was still at her side carrying some bags as they walked towards the hangar. The mission before them did not seem to be easy at all, but there was nothing better than a good deadly mission to forget about everything. “You told her that you liked her and she did what?!”
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Smacking Jules on the back of the head, Y/N glared at her in a deadly way to make her shut up. Although it was understandable, the brunette couldn't even begin to comprehend the magnitude of it all.
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“Yes. Don't say anything, I have enough with myself.” Y/N muttered, quite annoyed, could see on her face that she hadn't rested well, especially after everything Abaddon said.
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Now she was forced to make Wanda suffer, even if it hurt her deeply.
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“I'm going to kill the bitch.” Jules grunted, dropping the bags into the quinjet.
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“You can’t do that.” Y/N wrinkled her nose.
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“I can't do that but I would if it made you feel better.” The brunette demon pouted a little and then shrugged.
Y/N smiled slightly, felt some tenderness that Stolas tried to 'defend' her. She left her bag on the quinjet, heading back out of the plane.
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“And then Abaddon asked you to hurt her deeply.” She sighed, noticing the worry on Y/N's face. “Well, at least your job will be less difficult now.”
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Y/N snorted. “You think?”
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Jules sighed, despite her evil nature, she had to be honest with her. “No, I think it will be worse, and I don't even know why.”
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None of them could say anything more than accept the harsh reality, they were made for that. It was their mission, although they began to doubt in silence.
But a voice out of nowhere made them both turn around quickly, surprised to see that person in front of them.
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“Hi.” Wanda said with a small awkward smile as she played with her fingers.
For days Wanda had been completely avoiding Y/N and now she was just there. “Can we talk?”
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“Hey.” Y/N frowned so confused.
Those big green eyes left her speechless, Wanda looked like an adorable puppy.
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“Oh! yeah! I remembered that I have to find Kate for... something… can’t remember what… bye!” Smiling widely, Jules quickly left, leaving them alone.
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The awkward silence and nervous glances reigned for a few seconds until one of the two was brave enough to end it.
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“I'm sorry.” Y/N began, sighing heavily.
The demon just looked around, noticing that Nat was approaching the Quinjet but after seeing them, she decided to quickly walk away, meeting Jules and taking her hand to leave the place.
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Y/N thought of a million things to say, telling her that she didn't even want to see her anymore, thought of telling Wanda that she had never cared about her anyway.
But she decided to speak with what she least expected. Her old, inexperienced heart.
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“I shouldn't have gone further, I shouldn't have broken our friendship. I know what it meant to you, because it meant something important to me too.” Swallowing, Y/N felt an enormous weight leave her body and that was being able to tell the truth. Felt incredibly liberating.
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“To be honest? I don't know what I'm doing.” They both began to walk together, away from the hangar. The smell of the freshly cut grass and the beautiful sunset on the horizon was enchanting. The sun and the moon so near and so far; like that little bit of light sinking into the darkness of the night. “I've never felt like this.”
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Wanda didn't say anything, just watched her thoughtfully, allowing Y/N to express herself first.
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“I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Wanda, it's the first time it happened to me.”
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That made the sokovian frown curiously, looking at her gaze to see the truth.
Oh, she wished she could read Y/N’s mind right now but she was also grateful she couldn't.
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“Have you never been attracted to anyone?” The brunette asked, that thick sokovian accent showing through, making it more charming. Making the demon fall in love a little more.
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“No.” Y/N answered honestly, one of the few times in her life admitting something so important. Something impossible. “Never.”
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Unable to believe it, a small smile tried to form at the corner of those lips. “Why me?”
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“I wish I knew that.” Smiling tenderly, Y/N put her hands in the pockets of the jacket. “I mean, I know why. I just don't know... why it's my first time, I know very well why it's you... You’re the one.”
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Her heart beat so hard in that confusion, was she doing the right thing? After everything Abaddon said, wasn't it better to let her go?
She couldn't even think anymore after Wanda broke the distance between them and cupped Y/N’s face, ending every doubt, finally kissing those lips that generated so much expectation.
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Enjoying those soft lips, Y/N closed her eyes not believing what she was experiencing.
As if her brain sent a blow to her entire body, her arms quickly wrapped around Wanda’s waist to pull her against her body.
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Their first kiss, their first kiss leaving the pain behind and experiencing love for the first time.
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After a few seconds and the need for air, they both slowly separated without still being able to believe it.
Y/N couldn't help but smile widely especially when she saw Wanda all blushing and smiling. Just two silly giggling girls.
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“I like you too.” Wanda said after gaining some courage, what did it matter? She had to finally leave the pain and fear behind. All those doubts in her head disappeared when she saw Y/N's sincere look.
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“I'm sorry I ran away like that, it's just…” The brunette sighed, trying to be honest with her and finally explain. “Everything is so hard after losing Pietro. I couldn't afford any more suffering.”
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Oh darling, if you only knew.
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Y/N gulped at those words.
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“I don't want to lose anyone else. Everyone around me… dies.” The Sokovian looked down, feeling deep sadness as she realized that tragedy always surrounded her life like a wild animal. In some way or another, she never managed to be happy until she arrived at the Compound. “It terrified me to think that if we had a stronger bond, I could lose you. I’m cursed.”
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“You won't.” Y/N said quickly, reaching out to cradle Wanda's face in her hands and gently caress her cheek. Her gaze fixed on those green eyes, letting herself be carried away by passion. “I'll do everything I can to make sure you don't.”
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The demon knew that those words were going to cost her so much, that was a very difficult and impossible promise to keep but the feeling was much deeper. She didn't know what was possessing her at that moment, something she couldn't control.
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With a hopeful look and smile, the witch felt her heart skip a beat at that oath. She was ready to let herself go with whatever they had.
Whether momentary passion or real love, she didn't care. She just wanted to live again.
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“Maybe we could…” Wanda bit her bottom lip, looking up at her. The height difference between the two was charming. “I don't know… try?”
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Y/N's lips moved, about to give her an answer to that but Natasha's voice interrupted them as she approached carrying some bags. Next to her was Jules, smiling knowingly.
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“It's time to goooo! ” Nat exclaimed, walking over to the Quinjet. “Move, lovebirds!”
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Sighing, Y/N cursed the bad timing they were in right now.
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“We'll talk when I get back, okay? Can you wait for me?” Y/N turned her gaze to Wanda, seemed a little sad to see the demon leave, but knew perfectly well that it was necessary. The Sokovian nodded, eagerly waiting for the moment to see her again.
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“Sure.” Wanda looked down shily, watching as Jules watched them smiling like a fangirl, some agents passed by her. Overcoming her fear, she dared to take Y/N's hand and intertwine their fingers for a few seconds. “Take care, Y/N.”
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Biting her lip for a moment, Y/N took the opportunity to get lost in those beautiful eyes before leaning down to kiss Wanda's lips once more.
This time it was a short and more chaste kiss, but definitely hopeful.
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“See you later, Wands.” The 'agent' whispered before leaning down to pick up her bag and walk towards the Quinjet while being watched by the witch, who prayed with all her heart that the time to see each other again would be soon.
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She entered the plane and found her seat next to Jules, who pursed her lips tightly to keep from smiling, especially when Y/N looked at her with a deadly 'if you say anything I'll kill you' look.
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About twenty seconds passed until the brunette couldn't take it anymore. She quickly turned to look at Y/N, who closed her eyes and sighed knowing what was coming.
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“She kissed you.” Jules wiggled her eyebrows excitedly. “Your heart is pounding even now, I can feel hers from a distance. She's into you!”
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Turning to look at her, Y/N didn't say anything. Despite the seriousness of her face, she just leaned back on her seat. “It felt like I was back in heaven again.”
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Surprised, Jules opened her eyes wide. She couldn't believe what she heard. “What?”
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“It felt like that…” Y/N swallowed, somewhat worried, somewhat happy, somewhat confused.
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She touched her lips, caressing it gently as if she wanted to feel that feeling again. “It felt like I was in heaven again, remember? When I was happy there.”
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Unable to believe what she was saying or feeling, Y/N looked at Jules with a confidence never seen before in her gaze. “We need to think about what to do. There's no going back.”
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“We'll see what to do.” Nodding quickly, Jules leaned back in her seat as well. Staying somewhat thoughtful.
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“I’m doomed.” But Y/N's gaze was lost in a fixed point on that plane, while the rest of the agents took their places, she couldn't stop thinking about those green eyes that now gave life to her heart.
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And then she smiled.
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Static Verse Masterlist
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader (endgame), Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader, Tony Stark x Stark!Reader (siblings), Past Peggy Carter x Stark!Reader (brief, one-sided), Natasha Romanoff x Stark!Reader (shameless flirting)
Summary: Tony Stark's sister's a fucking badass, codename—Static. Here's her story through the MCU.
(These scenes incorporate y/n into the pre-existing story as a character without making drastic changes to the plot or mythos. All the major plot points from the MCU remain in place with the addition of the reader as Static, who is not only a Stark but also enhanced. Whatever events from the canon aren’t mentioned, take place without much change.)
All of these are complete stories in and of themselves but fun to read together if you'd like. Or you could follow my suggested reading order
Warnings: Swearing, Canon Typical Violence, NSFW content tagged in the particular chapter.
In order of release—
The Falcon, The Winter Soldier and Static
A series of scenes with y/n (Static) during the events of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier. Wherein she’s a somewhat retired superhero, doing a solid for the boys, while coping with the aftermath of losing her only family, Tony Stark.
Age of Ultron (ft. Static)
When Ultron strikes against the Avengers using the Maximoff kids, the visions that Wanda shows Y/n Stark makes her lash out and use her powers—powers that her team didn’t know about. This is the aftermath.
Static: Get, Set, Glitch
Following the events of The Falcon, The Winter Soldier, and Static several people from Static’s past make their way back into her life. One of them just so happens to be her ex, America’s Ass; Steve Rogers. How will she deal with Steve’s return, her fragile yet burgeoning new relationship with Bucky Barnes while simultaneously fighting off demons from her past?
Static Verse Snippets
Just some snippets from Static Verse that didn't make it into concrete fics but are fucking important anyway.
Iron Man 1 (ft. Static)
Tony’s standing at the press conference, contemplating whether or not he should tell the world he is Iron Man. What does his (secretly an alien with cool powers, codename: Static) sister have to say about it?
Bucky Barnes, the Boyfriend
Set somewhere around the events of The Falcon, The Winter Soldier, and Static and Static: Get, Set, Glitch, these are small stand—alone snippets with Bucky and his girlfriend (who’s not only enhanced but also a Stark and an Avenger; codename—Static) being hopeless idiots in love.
The Avengers (ft. Static)
The events of the Avengers take place but Tony’s sister’s, y/n (yet to be codenamed—Static) is there to participate in the action.
Captain America: The Winter Soldier (ft. Static)
The events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier take place but Tony’s sister, y/n (yet to be codenamed—Static) has to become a reluctant participant and she fucking hates every second of it.
Avengers: Infinity War (ft. Static)
The events of the Avengers: Infinity War happen. Thanos comes bringing reckoning along with him. And Tony’s sister, Y/n (codename—Static) is right there next to her team, ready to fight.
Avengers: Endgame (ft. Static)
The events of the Avengers: Endgame happen. Y/n (codename—Static) get blipped away. And for a while Tony makes peace with it but then Steve shows up to his door and he discovers time travel. So how can he not at least try to bring her back?
Are You Now Or Have You Ever Been?
The last thing Bucky expects is for Y/n to side with Steve on the matter of killing the man who tortured him into becoming the Winter Soldier.
The Sound of Silence and Static
Y/n Stark gets charged with the murder of former Lieutenant General Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross. Only one problem, she didn't do it. Here's the story of how the gang, which includes Y/n Stark, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, Joaquin Torres, and Harley Keener solve the whole thing in time for Bucky and Y/n to get their 'happy ever after'.
Captain America: Civil War (ft. Static)
The events of Captain America: Civil War happen but Tony’s sister, y/n (codename—Static) stands in the eye of the storm, with her brother on one side, and her boyfriend on the other.
Iron Man 2 (ft. Static)
The events of Iron Man 2 take place, however, Y/n (yet to be codenamed - Static) is there alongside her brother, confused and annoyed.
Also, check out
Gorgeous fanart made by the amazing @teddys-things, 'Red' and 'Le roi est mort, vive le roi!'
Banner for Static's campaign to unionize the TVA 'Prune Steve Rogers 2024' here and here by the lovely @siwiecola
Spotify playlist by @y-napotat
Pinterest board by @y-napotat
My Spotify playlist
My Pinterest board
Join the Static Verse Discord Server
Join the Static Verse Amino courtesy of the smashing @y-napotat
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