zedlaworks - Tumblr blog

zedlaworks · 1 year

Text

cradled affection - wm

a little piece for wanda maximoff lovers, and those who love soft! wanda content, hope you all enjoy this, this is my first time writing soft content for mavel, so i hope it's okay! - zelda

wanda maximoff x gn reader!

- - - cradled affection ;

it didn't come to surprise you that your wife had situated herself into your lap as soon as you had taken your place upon the couch after your return from late night grocery shopping.

the actions of wrapping her legs around your hips, followed by encircling of her arms around your clothed shoulders with her nuzzling her nose into the crook of your neck had given you the incentive that the red head was silently demanding your devoted attention and wasn't going to let you vacate the premises of the couch any time soon. naturally in reaction to wanda's touch, your limbs moved to envelope her figure, gently tucking her into a cradle against you and under a maroon blanket that had previously been located on own lap before your return into your shared abode.

"too long, you were gone too long, peroshki," the sokovian grumbled under her breath, accent thick with exhaustion.

wanda climbed further into your lap, bracing her hips against yours, a slight pout at the realisation that she couldn't get any closer to your physical person. a knowing and soft smile tugged at your lips at her huffs of annoyance against your skin as she tried to tug herself ever closer to your figure's warmth. a silent laugh vibrated through your chest at her behaviour, knowing this is her usual when tiredness lingers in her being.

"i'm sorry, tried to be as quick as possible, love," you excused your late return home, trying to settle down the vibrations going through your chest. you leaned over to grab the remote to select her current sitcom of interest to pacify her tired mood slightly, a hand running against the skin of her back to relax her.

a whispered slight scowl climbed her features at your switch of attention from her to the TV set in front of you, not satisfied with just your palm resting on the small of her back. the witch pulled herself away from you slightly before manoeuvring you so your back is against the couch cushions, you smiled at the redhead, allowing her climb back upon you.

she nodded to herself in satisfaction at her actions before she situated herself upon your chest, tangling her limbs with yours, tucking her head under your chin once again. you imitated your previous cradling of her figure, holding her against you whilst you tangled your fingers amoung her tresses, massaging her scalp all the while.

around twenty minutes into the episode starting, and the relocation of your being upon the couch, soft snores drifted from the female upon your chest. "wanda...are you awake?" you whispered, not trying to wake her if she was asleep. you received no response, leaving you with the knowledge the sokovian had fallen asleep with ring adorned fingers grasping the strings of your hoodie.

"goodnight, wands..."

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda imagine #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff imagine #scarlet witch x you #scarlet witch x reader

1K notes · View notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

reminiscing tea - w.m

reader is a witch !

sokovian! reader

gender neutral reader x wanda maximoff !

summary : wanda returns from west-view to see the reader , in sokovia !

The witch swallowed, shoving a pocket of air down her throat as she felt her reign on her facade and heart loosening. She watched the scene play out before her as she traced the slight path in the store, cobalt hues trailing from the goods in her hands to your figure and then your face. You, the subject of her heart, were conversing with your sister who you shared your shop with.

She knew what you two were. You two were supernatural, witches she thought. She sensed the magic residing in your store, and your being as you took to errands in Sokovia, protective amulets around your neck, runes inked into your skin.

Your irises flicker with recognition as Wanda moved in your peripheral eye, red hair pulled into a coronet braid with loose strands framing the structure of her face, chin tucked into her chest as she inspected the collection of grimores laid upon the shelf Infront of the counter. You called her name, your accent lacing the title as you spoke gently, not wanting to startle the brunette.

Upon hearing your calling, she immediately raised her head, eyes searching for you. Once locating your presence behind the counter, she offered a smile, hoping to receive one in return.

"Hello, peroshki," the term comes naturally to her tongue, despite her desiring to call you other terms, maybe of the endearment she mused. Your brows rose high to the name, and Wanda thought she had over-stepped a boundary.

A ghost of smile graced your lips, genuine and a rare expression for you to wear since the war in Sokovia, the war she fought in, and lost her own twin in. And she settled back into herself after noting she had not over-stepped.

"It's been a while, Wanda. How are you doing?"

It had been a while since anyone had gone out of their way to ask her how she was, how she was holding up. She found her heart warming, and felt a kind smile climbing onto her mouth. Wanda leant against the unit with her hip, turning to face you more.

"I've been alright, I think," she spoke through lying teeth. As if sensing the lie, your chest tightened. Out of concern, out of care. "No, you really haven't been okay."

Wanda stilled, as did her train of thought. She bit her lip and blinked, trying to form coherent words to explain, to express how she was truly feeling. How truly afraid she was, of herself, of this terrifying new power.

Your brows pinched in the centre, and your lips thinned. Your eyes flit over her form, taking in everything. The tension tightening in her limbs, the rigidity of how she held herself and the flow of an overwhelming magic in her veins. The red head looked tired, her stunning emerald hues heavy and nearly pooling in tears.

You pivoted on a booted heel, nodding to your sister to take her break and to clear the shop of customers with a share of a telepathic thought.

"Come, Wanda. Come," you uttered, coming around the counter to collect Wanda. You slid your fingers and hand into hers, and tugged her, making for the space behind the store: your kitchen.

She fell into step behind you, relishing in the cool warmth of your hand, and the ring adorned fingers linked through hers. She noted that you still wore the ring she gifted you years back, years before the incident of Ultron. Her heart sang quietly at the touch, the first touch in years that hadn't come from a place of hostility, fear or rigid desire. Especially since it was yours.

A moment later she found herself sitting at the long table, tracing the carvings in the wood that you and your sister had done over the years with keen eyes. The witch palmed the mug that you had placed into her hands, and watched you as you moved around the kitchen with practised steps. After grinding the herbs down, you took your place opposite the woman.

"So, spill the tea. Or whatever the Americans call it, that term for telling the drama," you told her. She stifled a snort, swallowing a mouthful of tea instead.

Wanda dropped her eye to the table, avoiding yours.

"There's so much. Too much, even. It'll take a while," she whispered at the end, as if in fear that you'd dismiss her, like the Avengers had done, like the orphanage had done. She swallowed a pocket of air, and took a deep breath back in.

"Then, we'll take that time. However long. Just let me go grab some more tea." You stated, a reassuring smile curving your lips. You stood from your bench, and stepped around the table, passing behind her. You dip your head, placing a kiss upon Wanda's crown, then her temple and finally her forehead. Where her crimson crown would sit.

Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, and she finally let them crawl down her cheeks, knowing you would never judge her.

#wanda imagine #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #scarlet witch #scarlet witch x reader #scarlet witch x you

179 notes · View notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

HELLO-

i am back after a very long while and ready to rumble!! i apologise for being gone, i've been settling my mental health (all is okay, and alright!), and getting my a-levels out the way! but i is back! i'm ready for requests to roll in! nice to see you all again!! missed you! x

0 notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

to be free - ah.

agatha harkness x gn!reader .

reader is a witch !

agatha's lover frees their wife from wanda's mind control , post wandavision !

translation ; mentem libera, mentem libera, mentem ab hac maledictione libera : free her mind , free her mind , free her mind from this curse

"Mentem libera, mentem libera, mentem ab hac maledictione libera..."

You had repeated this incantation for hours, candles lit in a ritualistic manner, lines and circles of ash surrounding your body as you sat cross-legged in the center, mind in a mediative state as you pulled apart the curse placed through the barriers of Agatha's thought space. The woman herself was sat opposite you on a futon, her irises shining in the dark as she watched you, feeling your magic lingering in her mind.

You had attempted this spell on a number of occasions over weeks since Wanda Maximoff vacated the town, split between your duties in your store and looking after Agatha. Though she titled herself Agnes now, thanks to the efforts and intrusion of the red head, and this ontop of your wife carrying a false identify and personality was weighing heavy on your will and mind. You couldn't begin to comprehend the agony the brunette was going through, you just recall the glimpses of Agatha through the facade, tears and desperation lingering in her eyes as she smiled per the instruction of the curse.

"Mentem libera, mentem libera, mentem ab hac maledictione libera..."

You chanted the Latin through chapped lips, the words hoarse as your throat grew dry from dehydration. Tears peaked from your lashes before trailing down your cheeks, falling from your jaw and onto your sweater. Silent pleas wracked in your chest, desperation thickening on your tounge's accent, chants becoming whispers.

Agatha snapped her head to you, cobalt hues flickering over your face as she took in your pained features, lips trembling. She sensed your efforts and emotion through the link. The witch choked a sob as she could discern the curse becoming looser, a kinder magic snapping the link between the hex and herself.

The darkness was beginning to fade and lose its influence, clarity and clear space filling it's place as you withdrew your magic from her mind, releasing the link and dissolving the mind control that sat prior from Wanda.

"My love...?"

She muttered, standing from her former position, and began to step in your direction, avoiding placing her feet upon the ash lines around your figure. Kneeling, she placed a cool hand upon your cheek, wiping the tear tracks there.

"Ags...?"

You opened your eyes to meet hers, seeing your reflection in her ice blue hues. You raised a hand from its place on your knee to cradle her jaw, rubbing a thumb on the flesh there. A ghost of smile graced Agatha's pale lips, genuine and a rare expression for her to wear since her mind's imprisonment from the lastest resident in town, Wanda Maximoff.

"Hello darling..."

#agatha harkness #agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness x you #agatha harkness x female reader #Agatha harkness x gender neautral reader #agatha harkness imagine #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #wandavision #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda imagine #wanda maximoff x you

95 notes · View notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

scarlet witch : BE A BETTER PERSON!!!!!

wanda : BUT WHY?!?!?!?!

scarlet witch : BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN’T GONNA BE ME SWEETHEART!!!!!!!!

667 notes · View notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Note

gonna need you to make me a diana fanfic

would love to, diana, love. request a character and your dreams will come true <3

0 notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

Y/N: let me go, I’m married

Hydra Goon: was that you begging?

Y/N: more warning

Wanda tears open the door.

Wanda: Where’s. My. Malyshka?!?

Y/N: too late bub.

Goon screams in pure horror

Y/N: my wife has never looked hotter.

1K notes · View notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

What I write ;

marvel ( all )

anime ( mha , demon slayer , naruro , spy x family , black clover )

pirates of the carribbean ( all movies )

actor's characters

you can see if the request box is open in the bio bar <3

Rules ;

be specific with your requests please !

for headcannons/preferences ( i do up to 5 characters )

any requests are welcome ! including yandere !

nsfw is allowed ! ( if i feel comfortable with the request , if not , there's many beautiful writers out there that might take your request )

any prompts are welcome ! ( as well as mine )

i will refuse a request if i feel uncomfortable if it !

Admin Notes ; 📄

hi all ! it's zelda ! i'm the admin here and will be accepting requests and supplying work as wished as well as publishing my own independent pieces !

majority of my work currently is soft content/ansgt or nsfw content , but i am adaptable ! most of my works are character x reader insert , but some have ocs and i am willing to do character x character !

i am a college student , so there will be times where i will not be fully reachable but i'll try to be as active as possible !

most of all , i hope you find my page accessible and a kind space , all are welcome ! and hope you enjoy my works !

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wandavision #natasha romanoff x reader #avengers x reader #marvel #marvel imagines #wanda imagine #naruto Shippuden #naruto shippuden #naruto #demon slayer #demon slayer imagines #sherlock imagine #sherlock holmes #sherlock x reader

6 notes · View notes

zedlaworks · 2 years

Text

I've got you - wm

summary ; the reader has a migraine and their wife, miss maximoff has come to save the day!

wanda maximoff x gn reader!

for anyone who's feeling down or is feeling ill, remember it's okay to accept and ask for help, and i hope this can make someone slightly happy!

- - - i've got you ;

groans escaped your lips, in reaction to the pulsing migraine growing between your temples, stress and sensory induced thought your wife, who was situated just to your left, ringed fingers tracing circles between your clothed shoulder blades. a frown of concern began to etch itself into the redhead's features as she witnessed your migraine agonise your state even more than when she returned from dropping off the twins at your parent's.

"peroshki, maybe lie down, it may ease the nausea slightly," wanda offered in a near silent whisper, as to not add to the building up of your pain. she tried to pull you against her chest gently as to hold you in a cradle, but you forced your form away from her slightly, placing your head into your heated palms when a rush of nausea hit your head.

"wands, i'm alright, there's things that need to get done, and you're the one in the finest state to do so..." you managed to rasp out in-between pulses of pain hitting your temples. cool hands placed themselves upon your forehead, and you instinctively leaned into the touch of your partner whilst closing your eyes to relieve the sensory overload to your sight despite the curtains being pulled shut.

"listen to me, i'm gonna take care of you-i'm gonna take care of you... i gotcha," the sokovian insisted pulling you against her gently into a gentle hold in your shared bed. wanda caressed your cheek before moving her fingers to smooth the hairs within your brows, leading her fingertips from their previous location to your hair line, tracing the line there before starting a message to relax the sensory nerves along your skin there.

previous to returning to your shared abode, the woman had gone to the pharmacy in westview to purchase pain medication, anti-inflamatories, and cooling strips that agatha had recommended to place upon your forehead and temples to alleviate the pain and warming fever. reaching over to the tote bag she had been gifted, the witch shuffled out a cooling strip and situated it upon its place upon your forehead.

"i've got you, dove, always... i love you.."

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda imagine #wandavision

498 notes · View notes