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ryloriee678999 · 2 years

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You Cheated On Me With Your Husband (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

Summary: You try convincing Wanda to leave Vision for you. (2000 words)

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI this fic includes smut, Oral (Reader giving,) strap-on sex (Reader receiving,) Cheating, PWP, AFAB reader, Squirting.

A/N: This is my first time writing Smut so please give me feedback! Also, I guess you can say this is my 400 followers celebration post.

When you walk into the kitchen, the last person you expect to see is Wanda. Ever since you two accidentally hooked up two weeks ago, she avoided you like the plague.

Earlier that week you found out that she was seeing someone, actually, that she’s married to somebody. You've been an Avenger for almost a year and yet no one told you about Vision and her.

The two are sitting on the couch. You give them a disgusted look as you watch them watch tv. Vision doesn't seem to notice you, but Wanda does.

You cross your arms trying to get Wanda's attention. ‘You’re trying to annoy me,’ you think, in an attempt to communicate to her through your mind.

She doesn't pay you any attention, Instead, she moves Vision's hand so that it rests on her upper thigh. She shuffles closer to him and rests her head on his.

You roll your eyes at the action. You could tell that she’s doing this to rile you up, but instead of reacting, you walk past them.

“Cheater,” you think as you pass the couple.

Wanda watches you leave, your voice ringing in her head. She tries ignoring it so she can go back to the movie but nothing works. She huffs as she shifts uncomfortably in his arms.

Wanda bursts into your room without any warning. It’s a surprise to say the least but you knew it was coming. You just got out of the shower, a towel in your hand to dry your hair and another wrapped around your body.

“What was that?” She questions, almost like she’s interrogating you.

“I want to talk,” you say as you towel dry your hair. She seems unfazed with the way you’re dressed, she barely even noticed.

“You should have said that instead of sending this.” She pulls out her phone and shows you the photo as if you didn't know. “Vision could’ve seen it, I was right next to him.”

Right before your shower, you decided to send a quick risky photo of yourself to Wanda. You wanted to make her pay for the ‘stunt’ she pulled earlier and for not telling you about Vision. You knew there could be a chance he’d see it and you sent it anyway.

“I know you wanted to see me, you were itching to get away from him.” If only you could see the reaction on Wanda's face when she opened the message.

“Delete the message now, please,” she demands in a stern tone. Her words only encourage you more.

You walk closer to her, your face right in front of hers. You look to her lips and then her eyes, “I can do it better than him.”

Wanda looks away, you can sense that she’s fighting back whatever she’s feeling. Wanda fidgets with the rings on her hand since the urge to touch you is almost too much. “We can't do this, I'm serious. Vision…”

“Say stop and I’ll stop,” you whisper before brushing your lips against hers. Your eyes are closed as you wait for her to press her lips to yours. In only a few seconds, Wanda hesitantly did and the pace starts picking up. The towel comes undone and slides off which exposes all of you.

You feel the back of your knees hit the bed right before you lay down on it. Wanda moves on top, your bodies connecting to each other as the kisses start to get more desperate. Her hand went to your waist as yours were cupping her face.

Suddenly you feel her hips moving against yours, grinding down in search of relief. You inhale sharply, feeling her jeans against your naked body. It isn't the best feeling since the denim’s uncomfortable but that only gives you another reason to tug them off.

Wanda's pants come off and you feel her much softer underwear rub against you as she straddles your thigh. Soft noises release from Wanda's lips as she rubs herself against you, you can feel the wetness collecting on her underwear. The kissing never stops as her clothing comes off, the two of you now naked on your bed.

You remove yourself from her lips, to catch your breath. The only thing you can focus on while kissing her is kissing her, not even breathing being a priority. “I’m out of my mind for you,” you admit.

Wanda bites her lip. “Show me.”

Eagerly, you flip Wanda onto her back and switch positions. You give her one more languid kiss on her lips before moving to her neck. You softly press your mouth along her, slowly moving down with every kiss. You take your time exploring her body while enjoying the breathy noises coming from her.

Soon you reach her chest. Your thumb rolls over her nipple, causing her back to arch up into your touch. You take her breast into your hand and start massaging it as your tongue darts out to lick the other.

Her hand rests on your head, you can tell she’s growing impatient. Arousal goes straight to your core when you hear her whisper ‘please.’

You don't spend any more time teasing, you want to show her how much you want her. You have to prove that you’re better, not him. Wanda has to realize and you’re determined to show her.

Your face lowers down and your hands grip her thighs to keep them open. You lick up her slit, collecting the wetness up to her clit. When you feel her buck up, you take her clit into your mouth, your tongue flicking it once to get a reaction. A shuttered breath leaves her mouth and you continue flicking and sucking on her.

Quiet moans and whimpers left her mouth as you ate her out. You wanted more so you took one hand off her thigh and dipped a finger inside. Wanda's Hands lace into your hair as you enter two fingers.

You pull out and then enter back in with another finger which made Wanda squirm. “Don't stop,” she groans and you continue.

As she gets closer to her climax, Wanda starts moving her hips to the pace of your fingers, practically grinding against your face and meeting your thrusts. From where you are, you can't see Wanda's face, but you can only imagine her eyes closed and her mouth wide open.

Her hips soon become erratic and you have to use your free hand to hold her down. “Baby, I’m gonna cum,” Wanda moans. Your fingers bend, making a ‘come here’ motion inside of her. Your fingertips hit her g-spot as your mouth continues to stimulate her clit. You ignore the painful ache in your own core to focus on making her finish.

Without any warning, Wanda cums, her orgasm rippling through her. You swallow as much as you can while the rest of her cum covers your mouth. Your fingers continue moving through her climax until Wanda's hand reaches down to stop you.

You move up, seeing the look of ecstasy on her face. You give a quick kiss on her nose and then on her lips. The smile on your face turns into a smirk.

“What's going to happen when he finds out?” You ask. You’d never tell Vision about what happened, but the look on Wanda's face is worth asking.

“He's not,” is all Wanda says. She doesn't seem to think your comment is funny, but that didn't stop you.

Your fingertip softly runs across her chest, the smirk still staying on your face. “What about when I tell him?” You question in a teasing tone.

In an instant, Wanda moves on top of you. One of her hands holds both of yours down. When you open your mouth to ask what she’s doing, swivels of red surround the bed. “You’re not.”

A large silicone red strap-on appeared around her waist and your hands tied up above your head with her magic. “You’re not going to tell him,” she says almost aggressively.

She guides the toy with her hand to your cunt. The strap rubbed up and down your slit, purposely avoiding your clit. “Wanda…” you trail off, trying to get her to do more.

“Shut up,” she mutters. In an instant, she pushes the strap into you entirely. The stretch hurts but it feels so good at the same time, you crave more. Your face scrunches up as you got used to her full length in you, but without a warning, she pulls out slowly and then thrusts in fast. She reaches deep inside you every time she repeats the same motion over and over.

“Please, faster,” You whine desperately. Her pace teases you by the way you constantly feel her hips connect to yours with each slow thrust. You want her to ruin you already.

Wanda continues her tortuous movements, allowing you to feel every bit of her inside you. She stills her hips, burying herself deep inside you without pulling out. A hand comes to cup your face lovingly, “Oh malysh, if you want to cum tonight, you’re gonna have to keep this between us.”

You nod frantically and try moving your hips up for her to continue but she stops you. “I’m going to need to hear you say it.”

You huff, “I won't tell anyone, I won't tell Vision.”

Wanda smiles despite your annoyed look. She gives you a quick peck before pulling out of you at a fast pace. “Good girl,” she tells you then rams into you. Your legs wrap around her waist as she pounds her cock inside of you.

Louder moans leave your mouth at her new pace. You bite your lip trying to be quieter but instead, they come out as whimpers. You feel embarrassingly close to cumming all over her strap. Constant waves of arousal ripple through your body, but something seems different. Everything felt so intense, you rarely felt this way.

“Wanda, Wait– Wanda, I’m gonna ruin the bed,” you warn but Wanda continues pounding into you with more force. Just as you’re about to cum, her thumb comes to your clit and presses down.

Your arms pull her down onto you, your chests rubbing against each other as you clench around her strap. A gush of wetness pours out of you and onto the bed. Wanda watches more cum dribble out of your cunt as she pulls out. You feel embarrassed but the woman above you looks in awe.

“Are you okay, baby?” She asks in the softest tone you’ve ever heard.

You would have responded with another snarky comment but instead, you nod. “Mmhm,” you hum. Seeing as you are exhausted from all of this, she reaches to discard the toy onto the nightstand.

She rolls onto your side and faces you, her smile quickly disappearing. “I’m only trying to protect you, you know that right,” Wanda says in a more serious tone. “I don't know what Vision would do if he found out and I don't want to know.”

“I can protect myself, Wanda,” you say. “But I understand. He’s your husband and I’m just, well I don't know what I am,” you admit. Were you just someone to hook up with? You wanted to ask her but were too afraid to ask.

“You're my girl,” she responds. “And once I figure out how, we're going to be alone together.”

You smile at her words. Even though it was wrong, it felt so good. You couldn't care less that she's cheating on her husband because she's cheating on him with you.

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Troubled Paradise (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

Summary: After Wanda leaves you, you still have questions.

Warnings: angst, post-breakup, mentions of Wanda x Vision, arguing.

Every Time you saw her face, you felt a feeling you couldn't erase. You weren't sure if it was sadness or hate but it dug deep down in your chest at the thought of her.

The day Wanda told you that this relationship couldn’t work was the day everything started getting worse.

You knew Wanda was formerly married to an Avenger, you knew he had died and you knew about Westview. You helped her move on but moving on was hard especially when Vision came back. Suddenly the woman you were seeing had her husband again. Both of you were shocked but what shocked you more was that she picked him. Wanda broke it off with you explaining how she didn’t want to leave but had to. You were confused and sad but she didn’t give you much time to say what you wanted before she left crying.

It felt like your heart was broken but to make things worse, Wanda was throwing it in your face that you’d been replaced by Vision. You seethed every time Wanda talked about him around people. She spoke on and on about how he’s so amazing and does the sweetest things for her. When you saw them being affectionate you wanted to cry. She never did those things with you around others, she never spoke about you the way she spoke about Vision. It stung deeply in your chest being in the same building together knowing they’re happy. In your eyes she was so happy it didn't even seem like you two broke up. Whenever you’d been forced to be in the same room with her, she treated you like nothing ever happened. She waved and smiled and sometimes even talked to you about whatever topic the others were on. She didn't even see how much it hurt just speaking to you.

At night you thought about all the things you wanted to tell her. Your feelings felt suffocating and the urge to speak to Wanda only got stronger the more you kept thinking. It only took you a week after Wanda left you to finally reach your limit.

Quickly you tore off your blanket and threw on a zip-up hoodie. Looking at the time there was a possibility Wanda was in the kitchen so that’s where you went first.

As you walked closer, you could hear quiet humming coming from the woman. You knew she was in there but peeked in to check if anyone else was. At the sight of Wanda making tea alone, you walked in.

Wanda turned around when she heard your footsteps. She smiled slightly when you met eyes, “Hi,” she greeted.

“I need to talk to you,” you told her immediately.

Wanda looked up from her glass momentarily before continuing to stir her drink. “About what?” She questioned. Wanda already knew what it was about based on your composure but she tried ignoring it.

Right away you started. All the thoughts you had been thinking ever since the breakup spilt out of your mouth. “You just broke up with me without letting me have a say in anything. I know I can’t force you to be with me but can you at least think about someone else but yourself for once? I have feelings too, I don’t think you know that or you do and just don’t care, but I do.” You had rehearsed the lines in bed because you knew the moment you came up to her you would start to cry.

After a pause Wanda finally put down her drink and faced you. “Are we going to talk or are you going to keep yelling at me?” She asked patiently. You saw on Wanda’s face that she looked nervous but you didn't care as the tears that prickled at the side of your eyes started to fall.

“I have questions,” you said.

Wanda nodded knowingly, “Okay.”

“Tell me the truth, did you love me back?” You spoke slowly in order to keep your voice from wavering but it was getting harder to control. Instead of being angry like you wanted Wanda to see, all she could see was how badly her actions affected you. The guilt Wanda felt beforehand only increased due to your question. She was hurt you’d ask such a thing but she responded without hesitation. “Of course I did, I love you so much—“ she started.

“Are you happy?” you asked before she could finish.

“No.” She responded simply, not knowing if she should speak or not.

“Really? Because I see you so cheerful every day. You look so happy around everyone and I’m left to think ‘Why am I the only one hurt? Why don't you feel the same? Why do you look so much happier with him?”

Wanda couldn’t admit out loud that she wished it was different or that when she looked at him, all she was reminded of was you. You were speaking too fast for Wanda to find the right explanation so she waited until you were done.

“You don't love me, you don’t care. You got rid of me the second he showed up! What even was I to you? Someone to keep you company while you waited for him to come back?” Your rambling became incoherent as you began to cry. “I'm so angry at myself for letting this happen when I knew it was a bad idea. I knew it wouldn’t work– I knew it.”

Small whimpers left your mouth as you avoided eye contact, you hugged your arms to your chest and sniffled a few times. When it seemed you calmed down Wanda stepped forward. You felt her arms pull you into a hug but did nothing to stop it. All you could do was stand there slightly shaking as her warmth wrapped around you.

“You may regret this relationship but I don’t and I never will,” she said softly. “I want to be with you but It’s complicated, I’m married, I have- had kids with him.”

Wanda sighed into your hair as she tightened her hold. “I’m so sorry.”

At the moment you couldn’t feel bad for her. Your emotions only got stronger at her pathetic explanation. The way she hugged you and assured along with an excuse just made you angry. Suddenly you cleared your voice so she could hear your next words carefully. “Wanda?” You whispered as you looked up at her. She pulled back slightly to wipe the tears from your cheeks, “yes?” she replied in the same soft voice.

“Don’t bring me into your marriage again.”

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I Don't Care If She’s dangerous

Summary: You never thought you’d be slapped by the woman you love the most. AU where it was you and Natasha at Vormir instead of Clint. (800 words)

Relationship: (Wanda Maximoff x Reader) (Previous Wandanat x Reader)

Warnings: Wanda Slaps you, yelling, arguing, angst, toxic relationship.

Everything changed once Natasha died. Wanda got cold and distant from you while you grieved. You figured this was just her way of dealing with things and that her behavior wouldn't last, but you were wrong. For months you watched her sadness turn to anger and her anger turned to violence.

First it was just raising her voice and getting irritated at everything you did. Things got worse when every word she said to you was yelled. It never went further, Wanda would never hurt you physically you thought. You thought she would never lay a hand on you until today.

You hated how scared you felt as she screamed at you. Relationships aren't supposed to include fear, you aren't supposed to be scared of your partner, Wanda agrees with that statement; Or at least agreed.

“I’m fine,” she said as she tried moving past you towards the kitchen. As you expected, she brushed you off. Normally you would stop asking and walk away, you knew it would only lead to her being irritated. This time, for some reason, you persisted.

“Wanda, why aren't you being honest with me? I know you’re angry, or sad or something, but you’re definitely not fine.”

In an instant, It seemed like something changed in her, almost like she was a different person. She went from brushing you off to backing you up into a corner. You knew what was happening next, the same chain reaction that happened every time you spoke to her. Really you should have known better but it never stopped you.

This time things seemed different, you genuinely felt scared. You didn't know if it was because of the way she was looking at you, or because of the tiny red glint in her eyes.

“You want me to be honest with you? Alright,” Wanda started, her voice calm but you could tell it wasn't going to stay that way. In no way could you have prepared for what you were about to hear next. “I’m not fine, because every day I have to deal with you. I’m being honest,” she mocked.

“What?” You question as if you didn't just hear what she just said.

Wanda sighed, “you never stop, do you? God, I wish it was you instead.” The last part came out as a mumble but you still heard it. You already knew, but it hurt to see it be confirmed.

It broke your heart but you agreed with her. At least she finally told you the truth instead of hiding it. “Believe me,” you scoff, “I wish it was me instead. I wish she was with you here to make you happy because clearly, I don't.”

“That’s not what I’m saying-'' Wanda started but you continued. You shake your head, your own honest words leaving your mouth. “I know you prefer her, I’ve known since you included me in the relationship.”

You think back to all the times you weren't included in things. You thought it was because they worked together and saw each other 24/7 but even at home, you were the one left out. Sure there were amazing moments that you held on to, but in reality, it was like you were watching them and you were there in the background.

You could tell Wanda wanted to say something but you were way ahead of her. “Don't you dare tell me how it was my fault, If you had fought harder this wouldn’t have happened, so maybe it’s your fault Nat’s dead!”

“Don't say that!” She yells. Abruptly, you feel the back of Wanda’s hand hit the side of your face. No regret or remorse was shown after her skin made contact with your cheek. “I don't know why I still love you,” Wanda said harshly.

Her slap stung but all you could focus on was what she said. She still loved you and that's all you could think about. You didn't care how dangerously angry she looked at you right now because she told you that she loved you. The words that once made you feel safe made you feel sick.

“Natasha would be so disappointed in you,” Wanda said. She said it as if it was nothing as if it didn’t affect you. In reality, it was the worst thing you could hear right now. Her words stabbed right through you, everything felt heavy.

You opened your mouth to say something but nothing came out. Instead, you stared at her, waiting for her to keep going. Along with the heaviness, shame filled your body at Natasha's name. The amount of guilt you felt surrounding her was almost unbearable and Wanda knew that.

Wanda said nothing next. She looked away and bit her lip as if she finally realized what she said. You could tell by the way she looked down at her hand that she regretted hurting you.

“Fuck,” is all she could mutter.

You would be crying right now if it wasn't for the fear Wanda put in you. ‘It’s not your fault, you shouldn't cry,’ you managed to remind yourself through clouded thoughts.

“I shouldn't have said that I'm sorry, I’ll go,” Wanda apologized, then turned around. You grabbed onto her arm but she shook you off, almost causing you to trip. Nothing good would come out of her leaving and you knew that. You wanted to chase after her but you stayed frozen.

She picked up her coat and opened the door. You watched as she left, not sure what to do except stand there in the middle of the room. Finally, you let yourself cry now that she was gone. Tears fell, knowing you and Wanda wouldn't recover from this.

In the end, you couldn't accept that you’re still here and both of them are not.

A/N: Yeah I know this is like the ‘I’m to blame’ fic I posted but I really wanted to write more about the same topic.

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You’re Not Gonna Leave Me (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

A/N: I lied, I’m this posting this today and not tomorrow.

Summary: [AU?] Natasha and you fight after finding out that she's going to become an Avenger. (900 Words)

Warnings: unhappy ending, arguing, angst.

The moment when Natasha got the offer to join the Avengers was the moment you knew your relationship was over.

You were just about to watch Netflix on Natasha's computer when you found it. The moment you entered the password, her email was already open. You would never go through her personal stuff but something caught your eye.

An email sent by Tony Stark? Hesitantly you click on it. You skim through it since it wasn't too long. It was a bunch of useless information until the end.

‘We could use someone like you on our team. Especially in times like this, we need you. Think It over, I hope you show up tomorrow.’

You blinked and read it again. Was Natasha planning to become an Avenger without telling you?

At the wrong time, Natasha walked in with a mouth full of popcorn. She was laying in bed waiting for you to grab the laptop. “Why are you taking so long? Let's start the movie,” she whined.

She walked in front of you to see what you were doing and you moved away. You would have ignored the email and never bring it up but you had to. The email said tomorrow. “What is this?” You question and hold the laptop in front of her to see.

Natasha’s smile dropped, a frown replacing it. “What's what?” She questioned then took the computer from you. Her eyes squinted to read the words in front of her. Right when she realized what it was, she put the computer down and sighed.

“What is this?” You repeat, pointing at the screen. “What's an email like this doing in your inbox, Natasha?”

Natasha could tell you were growing distressed so she grabs your arms with her hands to keep you in place. Right away you push yourself away from her. “No, you can't do this! You said that you were over that life, you said you wanted everything to be normal. Y-You said that you’d stay with me.”

Your bottom lip trembled and tears already started escaping your eyes. “You promised, why are you doing this?”

“I was just thinking of it,” she defends. It was true, as much as Natasha wanted to deny it. She was thinking about it, and a part of her did want to go. The only reason she hasn't replied yet was simply because of you.

You wanted to yell at her. You expected she would have already said no, there’s no way she could leave, right? “You’re thinking about putting yourself in danger again? You said you were over that! Do I have to repeat every promise you’ve made to me, or will I have to wait until you break them again?”

Her eyebrows furrowed at your words but she knew that you were just angry. “You heard them, they need me. People are in trouble, you saw the news,” she replied.

The response only made you angrier. It felt like an excuse to leave you. “They can get someone else! There are other people out there. You’re not one in a million Natasha, there are better fucking assassins.”

You both knew there was no one else better out there. It was selfish of you but you finally had Natasha to yourself, is it really that stupid to want her for longer. “I can bring you with me, we can live in America together.” Another excuse caused you to groan. “You’re not listening to me,” you yell. “What about our life here? We can't just leave.”

Natasha looked at you with a guilty expression. You grab a fist full of her shirt, gripping it tightly. “Stay, you can't leave. Please, Наталья.” You’re practically begging her.

At this point, you were hyperventilating and on the urge of a panic attack. More pleads struggled to leave your lips. Was this life not enough for her? Would the Avengers make her happier? Am I just holding her back from saving people? You kept thinking and thinking until you were engulfed in her arms.

“Calm down, shhh it’s okay,” Natasha whispered, her lips kissing across your scalp to calm you down. “I’ll respond to them tomorrow, I won't go, okay? I’m not leaving.”

“Okay,” you mumble. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright,” she said while rubbing your back. ”Don't worry about it anymore, I’m staying,” she cooed. Her soft words calmed you down, you were more than happy Natasha wasn't going but You still felt a little guilty about it. Natasha reassured you that she was happy here and that she was staying.

You allow her to lead you to the bedroom, abandoning the idea of watching a movie. Natasha lays down beside you, pushing you into her arms so your back rests against her front. She spoke about her plans to take an off day to spend it with you tomorrow. Your body is completely relaxed next to her. Sleep slowly took over you as she kept talking.

When Natasha notices, she brushes strands of hair out of your face before giving a soft kiss on the side of your head. “I’ll make it up to you one day, I promise,” she whispers and gives you one last kiss on your forehead.

The next day you wake up and you notice the absence of your girlfriend right away. When you look around the house for her and continuously call and text her, there's nothing. Your girlfriend is gone without a trace or message.

Natasha left, breaking her promise. ‘Do I have to repeat every promise you’ve made to me, or will I have to wait until you break them again?’

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Clean (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

Summary: Wanda cleans depressed readers room whenever she’s gone. (700 words)

A/N: Look at me posting so much lmao. Small story before I go to bed :) Also comment if you want to be added to the tag list!

You’re sick, you’ve been sick for a long time now. It started off as dreading doing basic things like showering, brushing your teeth and cleaning. Then it elevated to isolation and sleeping all day in just a few weeks. The sudden change was noticeable to everyone else, but no one could do anything.

In the rare times you did leave your room, it was to grab food and head back to the comfort of your own bed. During those five or so minutes, Wanda tends to secretly sneak into your room to clean up. It started off as cups and plates since she noticed they were gone from the shared kitchen, but lately, she's been washing your clothes. You never noticed, because you spent most of your time sleeping or on your phone.

Wanda knew this was a big invasion of your privacy, but she never dug deeper than just picking up a dish and returning it to the Kitchen. She made no effort to snoop around your room, all she wanted to do was help.

There were a few times you almost caught her, but thanks to her mind reading she was able to leave before you came in. The only reason you found out was because your entire bed sheet was gone one day.

You were in a long meeting so Wanda figured she had enough time to wash your sheets. You couldn't remember the last time you washed them so Wanda went in and did it for you. The dryer was taking too long, so by the time Wanda came back to return them, you were there standing in the middle of the room confused as to where your sheets went.

Wanda walked in before she realized you were in here. You turned to see her, and she stared at you with your bed sheet in hand. You opened your mouth to say something but closed it because you were so dumbfounded.

“This is weird,” Wanda spoke first. You both just stood there staring at each other.

“Yeah,” you respond. You point to your sheet, “Is that my…”

“Yeah,” she admits and holds it up. “This isn't what it looks like, I promise.”

You laugh, “Really? Because it looks like you took my sheets, Wanda.” Wanda sighed in relief knowing that you weren't mad at her, it was also nice seeing you smile after so long.

“I was just cleaning them. I didn't think you’d be here, I don't know why I thought this would be a good idea,” she explained. Blush made its way onto her face as she fidgeted with the fabric.

“Did you get promoted to a maid?” You question, laughing at how embarrassed she looks right now.

Wanda shakes her head, “no, I just, I, you-” she tries to find the words but explaining this situation was hard. “When you’re gone, sometimes I clean your room up a little. Mostly it's just dishes, sometimes clothing. I know I’m overstepping, and this is weird but ever since I noticed your change in behavior I wanted to help.”

Without any words, you step forward and bring her into a tight hug. She stood there shocked at first but then wrapped her arms around you. She only stepped away when she heard a muffled noise.

Her face dropped when she noticed tears forming in your eyes, “Why are you crying?”

“No these are good tears, happy tears,” you say and smile at her. You were overwhelmed with how much love you felt, it started to make you cry.

Wanda pulled you back into the hug and stroked your hair with her free hand. Your head rested on her shoulder as you two stood there peacefully. You knew Wanda would probably want to talk about things later but for now, you stayed connected to each other.

“I can't believe you own Batman sheets, that's so adorable,” Wanda says, breaking the silence.

A muffled laugh leaves your mouth as she teases you further. Wanda smiled and so did you. After this moment, you didn't have a dirty room again.

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a TW (SH) for this request (you do not need to write it!!)

If you could write about Wanda finding out Reader is self-harming or seeing scars from it and helping reader? And pretty angsty!! Like, reader being defensive and in denial of the problem

it would be like a comfort fic for me, thank you <3

Breathe Me Out (Wanda Maximoff x F!Reader)

A/N: Hope you're doing okay Anon! I wrote 2 more chapters of this, let me know if I should post them. <3 please request more :)

Summary: Wanda Finds out. (1500 words)

Warnings: Self-harm, angst, nightmares.

Hours ago both you and Wanda were getting ready for bed like normal. Wanda was quick to fall asleep after a busy day while you stayed awake. You were overthinking again and scared of the nightmares to come, But Wanda's arm around your waist and her presence in bed with you reminded you that everything was okay. This was enough for you to close your eyes and drift off a few minutes later.

The sleep didn't last long though. Four hours later and you opened your eyes, another nightmare left you heaving and silently crying. You tried your best to control the quick breaths coming out but nothing was working, you wanted to draw yourself closer to Wanda but didn't want to wake her. Normally when this happened, you were alone. On days like this, you’d suffer until eventually you would pass out or stay up until your alarm went off. Now that Wanda was next to you, you had to keep yourself quiet. Covering your mouth or burying your face in the pillow wasn't enough. So silently, you stood up despite your entire body aching and walked to the bathroom.

This had happened before so you knew what to do. Although it hadn't gotten this far in a while, it was the only thing you could think of. The whole situation made you laugh, just before the two of you went to sleep, you were having a good day. After work, Wanda took you on a date around town and when they got home, the night got even better. But now you’re crying on the floor in the bathroom, hunched in front of the bathtub with a razor in your hand and your mouth being covered by the other.

You knew you shouldn't do this, Wanda would find out no matter what. The only reason she didn't know already was that every time Wanda asked you about the faded linear lines on your thigh, you blamed it on other people. 'Yeah I got those in a fight... ' it was so obvious.

A part of you did want Wanda to know though. You already knew that your girlfriend wouldn't take it badly unlike others in the past. Wanda would probably tell you it was going to be alright or hold you until the thought of hurting yourself was far away. But right now your mind was clouded and the only thing that could ground you was in your hand.

Your pants were pulled down and the blade hovered over your thigh. You reminded yourself that you shouldn't do this, but there was no going back now. This will be the last time, just one quick cut to calm down. That's all you needed and then you would get back into bed and pretend that this never happened.

It was quick. A straight line on your thigh split open instantly, spilling blood as it poured out off the side of your thigh onto the bathroom tiles. This was a new depth, it's been so long that you had forgotten how sharp a new razor could be. For a second you felt calm, but then it was quickly followed by a wave of pain and panic. The hurt is what you were looking for, but this was too much, it made you wince. The panic came right after from not knowing what to do next and the auditable noise coming from the other room. At this point, you could keep control of your breath and your eyes stopped watering, the only thing you could care about now was not getting caught.

While you panicked in the bathroom, Wanda moved around on the bed reaching out for you only to find you missing and a light shining from the other side of the room. She rubbed her eyes and slowly stood up. "Love?" She called out loud enough for you to hear. When there was no answer, she walked towards the door and gave a light knock. You stayed silent, not sure what to say, you were trapped.

Wanda rubbed her eyes and knocked again, "Are you okay?" Wanda asked through the door, her voice filled with concern. "I'm just using the bathroom, go back to bed," you responded, trying to sound as normal as possible, but after an hour of crying your voice was audibly hoarse no matter how hard you tried to hide it.

"Are you sure?" She questioned, there was a lingering feeling that there was something happening behind the door, it made her shiver. "Can I come in?" Wanda reached for the handle but it was locked.

You finally fought the pain and stood up to grab a towel to wrap around your leg. You held pressure on it, wishing it would just stop. "Could you open the door for me?" She wiggled the handle, trying to get in. With you occupied with stopping the bleeding, there was no response. The silence was filled with quiet quick breaths and a sigh from Wanda.

"I'm coming in," Wanda shouted before using her powers to unlock the door from the other side.

Wanda's eyes slid down her girlfriend's body. You knew what she saw right away when her eyes were fixated on it. You sat on the edge of the bathtub with your pants beside you and a crimson dyed towel held against your leg, it was quite hard to miss.

"Did you get hurt?" Wanda asked, right away she came to your side. It was so obvious but of course, Wanda's mind went to that instead of this being self-inflicted. You stayed silent, waiting for the other girl to realize what happened. Finally, Wanda’s eyes landed on a bloodied razor discarded on the floor.

"Get out," you mumbled. You could feel your eyes start burning again, tears threatening to spill. You shifted away from Wanda's side as she stared. "Please leave," you cried and pressed the towel harder onto your leg which had already stopped bleeding at this point. Wanda was quick to put her hand softly on top of yours to prevent it from pressing down even more, "Don't do that, don't hurt yourself more, please."

You looked away, you didn't want Wanda to see you like this. You hated it, you hated how hurt Wanda’s face looked, you hated that now you had to give an explanation, you hated that you were back to where you started. There was just so much overwhelming you right now that you could barely even focus on what Wanda was saying.

"What did you do?" Wanda carefully asked as she moved her hand to rest on your back. Your response was simply removing the towel and exposing the laceration on your thigh. Wanda tried her best to keep her reaction in check, she didn't want to react badly, she wanted to show you that she could be trusted with this side of you; the side that Wanda only saw glimpses of. But truthfully, the cut made her nauseous and scared that you were capable of this. You finally looked up at Wanda, your face red and puffy.

"I don't know, I have no idea," you say.

"Okay," Wanda whispered, more to herself. She looked around, taking in her surroundings in greater detail this time. There's a trail of blood on the floor she had to clean up, then a razor she had to throw out, but most importantly a wound that needed care. Wanda stood up and grabbed the first aid kit from the medicine cupboard.

She would’ve gotten you a doctor but Wanda didnt want to leave you alone even for a second. You could disagree though, you wanted to be left alone so badly. You wanted to forget this entire night even existed, but knowing Wanda, she wouldn't let you do that. This would have to be brought up tomorrow and changes would have to be made. You hated what you’ve gotten yourself into.

Wanda got back to your side and opened the kit up. She unwrapped alcohol wipes and bandages while you watched. Wanda held your hand just in case you needed something to squeeze on, she knew this would hurt. She carefully cleaned the dried-up blood around it before the actual cut.

Soon everything was clean and bandaged, Wanda turned around to clean everything up while you sat there until she was done. "Don't tell anyone," you said, your voice now back to normal.

Who knows what everyone would do if they found out, they're already dealing with a lot and you didn't want to add to that. There was also the feeling the other Avengers would react badly and get you kicked off the team.

"I won't," she assured and helped you stand up. You walked back into the room feeling exhausted. Thankfully it was the weekend so you both could get a few more hours of sleep.

You carefully laid back down, avoiding your leg from touching anything. Wanda lays next to you, not sure if she should touch you or speak. "I love you," she said half-consciously while closing her eyes.

As much as you loved her back, you couldn't help but want to be alone right now. Without responding, you close your eyes, finally being able to sleep.

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