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gayforwanda · 2 years
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aloneodi · 2 years
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Y/N: hey Wanda do you want a quickie? in the kitchen?
Wanda: a FUCKING what
Y/N: you know one of those egg baking things. Pepper made some.
Wanda: a QUICHE ?? Do you mean a QUICHE ?!?
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luthienaliceisilra · 2 years
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Don’t @ me i just saw Doctor Strange MOM.
The musical score battle will live in my head rent free for the rest of eternity
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belovaskitkat · 1 year
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Lol your tags reminded me of the Lady Gaga quote “I don’t believe in the glorification of murder, but I do believe in the empowerment of women”
That’s Wanda in MoM 😂
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EXACTLY. I also when my Etsy shop is open sell a bumper sticker that says ‘I support women’s wrongs’ with Wanda’s wimple on it 😂 it’s my favorite 😂
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hufflepotato-18 · 2 years
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I’M JUST GONNA SAY IT
I WOULD LET WANDA RUIN ME
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mrsdulac · 2 years
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man the mcu did their best to just butcher wanda for me and i hate it
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togrowoldinv · 7 months
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Best Friend’s Mom
Milf!Wanda Maximoff x Female Reader
You wake up next to your best friend’s mom and she begins to seduce you
Warnings: 18+ please! Smut! Kissing, cursing, oral (R receiving), thigh riding, Wanda being a complete milf
Note: I woke up thinking about this. Enjoy!
Wanda Maximoff Masterlist, Main Masterlist
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You wake up to the feeling of someone brushing up against you. Her breasts rub against your back as her arm comes around your body.
You’d slept over at your best friend’s house, but this isn’t her. You glance at her hand to see a wedding ring and those hands you would recognize anywhere.
It’s Wanda. Your best friend’s mom. When had she gotten in the bed with you? You try to recount last night’s events but you’re not able to.
Wanda rubs her hand over your arm. You turn slightly in her embrace to look at her.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” Wanda says. She’s acting like this is completely normal.
“Hey Ms. Maximoff,” you say. You’re quite dumbfounded by the whole thing.
But god, she looks so beautiful in the mornings. You’ve had a crush on her for years, but that always seemed childish to you. She was never going to like you back or risk her relationship with her daughter to be with you. Plus, she was a church going lady. She wouldn’t ever go for it.
Wanda smiles at you, noticing you’re having a lot of internal turmoil. You look away from the golden smile. It’s too perfect. It’s then that you notice you’re in her bedroom. Not your friend’s.
“You couldn’t sleep last night,” Wanda offers an explanation when she sees your confusion. “So, I offered to let you sleep with me. You know, just to calm you down.”
“Oh, um- thank you, Ms. Maximoff.”
“Please honey, you can call me Wanda. We have slept together now,” Wanda says.
You feel your entire body heat up at her words even though you know what she meant.
Wanda likes that you haven’t made a move to get out of her embrace yet. She even dares to pull you a little closer.
“Y/n,” Wanda begins. “My daughter has already gone to work for the day.”
“Okay. I’ll just be on my way,” you say, finally making an attempt to leave but Wanda pulls you back towards her.
She leans down over you from the side and it’s then you notice her nightgown. It’s loose in the front allowing for her breasts to be almost on full display for you by the way she’s leaning. Wanda smiles amusingly.
“I think you should stay here and we can do something about this crush of yours,” Wanda explains.
“I- it’s not-“
“Shh, it’s okay baby,” she says. She places a hand on your cheek. Her long fingers brush against your face. “I’ve seen you looking at me for years now. No sense in denying it. Am I right, sweetheart?”
“Yes- yes ma’am,” you say.
“Oh those manners,” Wanda chuckles. “I love them.”
You can’t help but preen a little at the praise. You feel it in your heart and so many other places. Wanda shifts to move closer to your face. Her breasts rest against your chest.
“I’ve been looking at you too, y/n. You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman,” Wanda says. You don’t reply and Wanda grabs your chin. “Don’t lose those manners on me now.”
“Sorry!” You say quickly, not wanting whatever this is to stop. “Thank you for the compliment, ma’am.”
“That’s a good girl,” Wanda says. “Now, this can happen a couple of different ways.”
You swallow thickly in anticipation of what ‘this’ is. But you’re ready.
“I’m going to kiss you now. If you hate it, we’ll stop. If you don’t hate it, we’ll keep going. And I’d really like to see that body of yours under mine, so please don’t hate it,” Wanda says.
Her words are calculated, like she’s been planning this. Or at least she thought of it before.
“I won’t hate it,” you assure her. That’s all she needs to have the confidence to start.
Wanda leans down and kisses your lips. She starts slow, pulling the softest moans from you by just kissing your lips. When her tongue licks against your lips, you feel like you could explode beneath her. Nothing has ever felt so good.
“Have you never had a woman’s tongue in your mouth, y/n?” Wanda asks you.
You wonder how she has with such a reputation as a perfect Christian she maintains. Everyone in town knows Wanda is a dedicated servant of the Lord.
“No ma’am,” you answer, breathless from her kisses.
“Me either,” Wanda admits. Oh, that changes things. “Only my husband’s and he’s been gone a long time.”
Wanda’s husband died years ago from an illness. You remember holding your best friend’s hand as she cried over her father. The reminder is almost enough to make you stop this, but Wanda keeps talking.
“I really need to do this, okay? You understand right, baby? I’m still so lonely and depraved,” Wanda says, revealing a more vulnerable side of this. She wasn’t just attacking you with affection for your sake. But also hers.
“Yes ma’am, I understand. Do whatever you want to me,” your words slip out. You want to cringe, but Wanda just grins wickedly.
This time, she kisses you while using her tongue. You use yours too as per her want for it. You and Wanda kiss for a long time before your hands begin to wander.
You grab her waist and pull her further on top of you. She gasps at the movement but recovers quickly. Wanda moves her kisses to your neck as her hands reach under your shirt hem.
“I want to see more of you,” Wanda says. She shifts her hips down to yours so she can lift your shirt off. She’s pleased you hadn’t slept with a bra on. Her hands immediately move over your breasts. Her fingers grip already hardened nipples.
You bunch her night down up at her waist and pull it further up her body. You knew she worked out, having seen her leaving the gym a few times, but nothing prepared you for seeing her perfectly toned body.
“You’re so beautiful,” you find yourself breathing out.
Wanda looks at you through her long eyelashes. She smiles softly, appreciating the compliment.
You sit up and take the nightgown off of Wanda. She’s bare underneath. Not even panties adorn her body.
“Fuck,” you mumble.
“That’s quite the language for a sweet girl like you,” Wanda says, her tone a bit scolding.
“Sorry ma’am,” you say. But you’re not.
Wanda makes the move to bring your hands to her breasts. She keeps her hands on yours as you massage them and play with her nipples.
What she doesn’t expect is when you lean in and take the nipples in your mouth one at a time. You suck on them. Wanda’s head falls back in pleasure as she grips your shoulders to stay upright.
“Oh, baby. Keep going,” Wanda says. “That feels so good.”
You keep it up while Wanda begins grinding against your leg. You can feel her wetness pooling onto your thigh and helping her continue to move against you.
“I’ve imagined this so many times,” Wanda says. “You and me sneaking around and having sex.”
“Mhm,” you mumble against her chest. You’ve imagined it too.
“So many nights I- fuck-“ Wanda tries to keep talking, but her orgasm begins washing over her.
You keep sucking her nipples and holding the back of her hips as she comes against you. Her moans are musical as she reaches her high and comes back down.
Wanda rests her forehead against your shoulder. You rub her back softly and rest your head in her neck.
“You did so good, Ms. Maximoff,” you say, keeping that name for her.
“Hmm, thank you baby,” Wanda says.
“What were you going to say earlier?” You ask her.
“When?”
“You said so many nights,” you supply. “So many nights what?”
“Oh,” Wanda says.
She’s recovered now and she pulls away from your shoulder. She takes your face between her hands and kisses your lips soundly.
“I was going to say so many nights I had to fuck myself and pretend it was you so I could get off,” Wanda says.
Your eyes go wide at her words. And you feel the unresolved ache between your legs strengthen once again.
“Um- what did you imagine?” You ask.
Wanda makes an adorable thinking face and you realize it is more than just physical attraction you feel for her all the time. It’s really that you love everything she does.
“I imagined you’d eat me out,” Wanda says. “And then I’d do the same for you. Sometimes I’d imagine you wearing a strap and making me feel so good.”
“Fuck, Ms. Maximoff,” you say. “I hope I can live up to that.”
“You will, baby. I’d like to eat you out now,” Wanda says. “May I?”
“Yes ma’am,” you say, anticipation somehow calming your nerves.
Wanda slides down your body and leaves kisses as she goes. She makes you feel worshipped in every move.
“All of this for me?” She asks as she reaches your wet underwear. She slips them down your legs and dives in.
Wanda kisses your pussy before she switches to licking. She seems to know what she’s doing and you wander how.
“Mmm, all of this wet pussy is for me?” Wanda asks. She wants a reply.
“Yes ma’am. All for you, Ms. Maximoff,” you say.
“Try again,” she instructs.
“Oh- um-“ you stumble out. She goes back to work while you figure it out. “All for you, Mommy?”
“Good girl,” Wanda says. You got it right.
You lay back on the bed as Wanda takes your clit in her mouth. She’s enjoying this, having you all wrapped up in her.
“Fuck, mommy. I’m going to come,” you say. Wanda picks up her pace, sucking your clit like it’s her favorite thing in the world.
Soon, you’re coming for her. She revels in it, licking you clean and taking her time kissing back up your body.
Wanda kisses your lips at last and you can’t help but smile into the kiss. She does the same.
“That was everything I thought it would be,” Wanda says, a content sigh falling from her mouth. She lays next to you in bed and you two look at each other.
“Even better,” you say. “Let’s do it again sometime?”
“Why not right now?” Wanda asks.
You won’t argue with that. You let her kiss you deeply again and you tangle your hands in her hair.
You’ve never been so glad you went to over to your friend’s house.
And Wanda doesn’t regret convincing you to sleep with her the night before, even though you don’t remember the red tendrils telling you to go to her room.
That day it was all your choice. She just decided you needed a little push.
One day maybe she’ll tell you there’s magic coursing through her veins, but for now you’ll sneak around and sleep with her again and again.
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arurubun · 3 months
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Realization hitting like a bat to the head
My dear friend @cookieruma29 did the coloring/shading and @pixlokita helped me with the speech bubbles! I would have not finished this comic without them 🧎🧎🧎
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Y/N [Bursts into Billy and Tommy's room.]: Who wants to make 20 bucks? 

Tommy: How? 

Y/N: I need someone to take the fall. 

Wanda, from the other side of the door: Oh, my God... 

Billy, horrified: What did you do? 

Y/N: I can't tell you. Yes or no? No questions asked. 

Wanda, getting a little louder: Oh, my God! 

Tommy: Make it 40. 

Y/N: Done. 

Wanda screaming: Oh, my God!!
Y/N whispering: You're a good son. [drags Tommy out by his collar.]
Y/N: I got him, honey! I got him! Don't worry.
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milf-propaganda · 1 year
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i haven’t read much natasha fics in a minute, so when i scrolled through my drafts it’s mostly wanda fics 😔
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aloneodi · 1 year
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Surprise | Elizabeth Olsen
Summary: Y/n has a surprise for his girl. But does she like it??
Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x male reader
Warning: nothing I guess just fluff.
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"I have a surprise for you."
"ooh, what kind of surprise?"
"Will you keep your mind out of the gutter for one moment?" Y/N replied, trying his best to sound serious but unable to stop the corners of his mouth quickly creeping upwards. Lizzie giggled, lightly swatting him with the magazine she was holding.
"That's not what you said last night, baby," she said, offering him a sensual look as they stood facing each other. He chuckled, pushing her playfully.
"you are shameless!"
"But that's why you love me..."
Y/N smiled, glancing at the floor for a passing moment. He knew this carefree banter would soon fade when he informed her of his surprise. But he also knew the stalling couldn't wait any longer.
"Do you want your surprise or not?"
She held up her hands in apology, and nodded with a smile. Y/n exhaled deeply, preparing himself for the enormous amount of convincing he would have to do.
"I'm ready,"
"Okay..." he paused, talking another breath. He was sure that she had now noticed his nervous demeanour, but there was no way he was stopping now, "...I went down to the post office today, and in front of the door they had this box full of puppies."
As soon as he had uttered the latter he knew he had made a mistake. Her expression changed dramatically, even going as far to take a step backwards,
"puppies? Please, Y/n, do not tell me you've gone and adopted a dog!" despite her apparent anger, Y/n recognised something deeper in her tone. Fear.
"Lizzie, I need you to hear me out on this one! You can't live your life consumed by such an irrational fear..."
You've really put your foot in it now, Y/n,
"I-I didn't mean it like that.." It was no use. He had said it.
"Y/n, I was attacked by a dog when I was six!"
"I know, Liz, I know."
"you see this scar?" she pulled up the hem of her shirt, revealing a series of small scars that formed a large bite mark on the side of her stomach, "I didn't get this falling in church! An Alsatian ravaged me." The way she said the words were harsh, and Y/n stepped towards her, taking her in his arms. He was surprised when she relaxed almost instantly, burying her head in his chest as she sighed deeply.
"I love you, okay?" he whispered, using his hand to tilt her chin up so that she looked him in the eyes. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers in a tender kiss, " ...and I'd never do anything if I thought it would end up hurting you," he said, pulling away and continuing to hold her close.
"I know."
"...she's a golden retriever."
"you've seen those, right? All cute and fluffy. Bit like you, minus the fluffy part," he chuckled, and she smiled.
"I've seen'em"
He could tell she was still unsure, but he was relieved she wasn't shouting at him anymore.
"The dog that did this to you..." he began, slipping his hand underneath her shirt and gently caressing the damaged skin beneath. She breathed softly, keeping her eyes locked on his, "...was a whole different kettle of fish. If you want it, this would be our dog. And it would love you as much as I do, maybe even more so."
Lizzie chuckled lightly, starting to feel the rush of adrenaline caused by the difficult memories fade gradually.
"If that's even possible..."
Y/n kissed the tip of her nose, unable to stop himself from smiling.
"That's my girl. Just give her a chance, and if you can't then we'll find her another home.
"one of these days I'm going to have to kick your ass, you know that?"
He laughed, happy that she was relaxing after her outburst. Not that he blamed her for having an outburst. It was sprung on her rather quickly.
"I look forward to it, now c'mon..." reaching for her hand to lead her away, he paused when he still felt tension in her touch, "...Actually, you stay here. Sit down, make yourself comfortable. I will bring her to you"
Lizzie nodded with a smile, taking a seat on the sofa as Y/n made his way to the front door. He stepped outside, bending down to pick up something out of view before poking his head around the door to look at her.
"you ready, babe?"
He was smiling, obviously trying his best to keep a hold on what he was carrying. Exhaling quietly, she nodded.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"Great, here I come."
And with that he pushed the door wide open, and immediately her eyes fell to the small, golden bundle of joy Y/n was holding with his free hand.
Of course she felt the fear. Of course she did. But Y/n was there. And he wouldn't let anything happen to her.
As he came closer, she finally got a good look at the puppy. Lizzie had to admit she was a serious cutie. Glancing up at Y/n, she almost laughed when she saw the look in his eyes. It was taking some serious restraint to not melt into a puddle of goo at the sight of the tiny thing.
"She's... she's adorable, baby..." she said with a smile, watching as the puppy squirmed, obviously not happy with the height it was being held at.
"Here," he said, squatting down in front of where she was sitting. Briefly, she panicked, but Y/n caught the look in her eyes and placed his hand on hers, "Relax, baby. Nothing's gonna happen to you."
"Oookaayyy..." she breathed shakily, trying to focus on the positives. It's little paws were incredibly cute.
"Let her sniff you. You just sit still and she'll do her thing."
She trusted him more than anybody. He had been around dogs growing up, so he knew what he was doing. Now she had to do her part.
Waiting until Lizzie had relaxed considerably, he slowly moved the puppy towards her until it's nose was next to her hand. Y/n could feel her tension, but he was proud of her for even trying this.
"Relax, baby"
"I know."
The puppy sniffed at her hand for a few moments, before gently licking her fingers. The sensation came as a surprise to Lizzie, but she remained still nonetheless.
Y/n smiled, lightly scratching behind the tiny puppy's golden ears.
"Do you want to hold her?" he asked, keeping a firm hold on the puppy itself. The last thing he needed was it jumping onto her and setting her back in her ways.
Being extremely careful, he slowly placed the retriever in her outstretched hands. The puppy squirmed for a second before relaxing again, lying comfortably in her arms. Lizzie smiled, running her fingers along the golden fur coat that covered the tiny creature.
"pretty amazing, huh?"
Y/n leaned down, kissing the top of the puppy's head much to Lizzie's amusement.
"Does she have a name?" she asked, and Y/n nodded.
"Her name is Goldie, but we can always change that in the future" he explained, and she shook her head.
"I like it..." she smiled, stroking Goldie's head as she sat, "Hi there, Goldie. You're not scary at all, are you?"
Chuckling lightly, Y/n got up and took a seat next to her on the sofa, all the while watching the small puppy as it scrambled around her lap.
"I'm glad you like her, baby. And I'm proud of you for being so brave," he said, tilting her face towards his as he spoke. She smiled, pressing her lips to his in a loving kiss, almost wanting to deepen it immediately But there was a certain canine that probably wouldn't appreciate such a romantic display of affection to worry about.
Pulling away, she smiled softly.
"I love you, Y/n. Thank you"
"you're welcome, Liz. And you love Goldie too, right?"
"More than anything.."
"Oh, so now I'm second in line for your affections?"
"Every doofus has his day, Y/n."
"Thank you, baby. You always know how to make me feel better..."
"Remember you're my perfect girl"
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This is for you my love, my girl @gingerninja-93 ❤
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wandasverison · 12 days
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Wanda x Nat x Reader - Where y/n recently got cheated on and gets drunk at their favorite bar.
A/N: A VERY shitty drabble I did while also drunk! y/n who
“Are you shooting whiskey?”
“Are you watching me?” The remark comes off harsher than you’d have liked. Under normal circumstances you’re significantly less bitter, insolent, and a little less drunk.
“Sorry to offend, it’s hardcore…honestly” the redhead takes a seat next to you. As she sits down you realize just how drunk you are because at first glance, you missed how entirely captivating she is. Her eyes seem to physically pierce through you, the leather jacket she bears, perfectly hugs her waist, and… fuck… you’ve been staring haven’t you.
“I’m Nat, glad you think I’m attractive,” her hand extends to shake yours.
Caution is what brought you here and heartbreak is why you’re way too many shots in.
So you allow her hand to still in the air and as much as it pains you, “you’re not attractive. I’m just drunk.” It’s the meanest thing you’ve said to someone. You know you’re just taking your anger out on this exceedingly enchanting person, but you’ve never released this type of energy before.
“You may not be entirely sober, but I can tell when someone is lying and that first part-” she leans in to whisper in your ear, “was a lie.”
The warm breath on your ear sends shivers down your spine but you keep composure and take your shot once she moves back to her normal position, “since you rudely interrupted that.” You’ve previously been chasing with a sprite, but this time you bear a calm face, attempting to show your dominance. “What do you want from me, nat?” still confused (but not entirely upset) by her presence.
“You’re a feisty one, Wanda will love that-”
“Who?”
“Jesus, Nat! I thought I told you not to just approach anyone without me!?” a flustered woman takes the seat to your left and it makes you question why you picked a spot so available, “but gosh are you cute!” her discomposure fades as she stares at you endearingly.
“And who are you?” you try your best to act upset, but this girl is just as ethereal as her friend.
“I’m Wanda, but no need for bios and summaries honey, would you like to go home with us tonight?”
The shock hits first, but soon arousal follows. Unfortunately this time it’s impossible to hide the chills shooting down your spine and your body fails you with a shudder.
No one, not even your ex was this forward with you. You can’t tell if it’s the liquor or your recent breakup that’s causing your body to act so involuntary, but it feels as if you’re fighting against yourself. Angry and growing frustrated with your actions exposing your subconscious, you turn your spite toward the newer woman, “you think I just came here to get picked up by random girls? I’ll have you ladies know this is one of my favorite bars in the area, I’m here because-”
Nat cuts you off, “I think you’re here because you’re upset about something, you’ve been wronged, you’re not mean, you’re certainly not convincing as an asshole, and you’re definitely not domina-”
“What Nat is trying to say is… we want to help you.” Wanda drapes her arm around your shoulder, tugging you in close so you can hear her murmur, “you seem quite tense… why not let us relieve you, sweetheart?”
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tf2weirdos · 3 months
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these two matching friends i met in casual badwater that i keep thinking about
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jjeangrey · 2 years
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wanda: why don’t you just bring america here
dr strange:
wanda: you didn’t tell me her name did you
dr strange: …no
wanda:
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pixlokita · 5 months
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Another art trade/collab with the bestie @cookieruma29 ✨🫶 she did the lovely colors and shading ✨ vengeful Evan AU belongs to her also >>👌
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