#Wanda is gonna be pissed

[amagicdoctor]

HE SAID WHAT HE SAID!!!!!!

[Scenes from Blood Hunt (2024) #5]

[xxplastic-cubexx]

obsessed with how the literal second charles first dies in the classic comics magneto finally comes back for the first time in like twenty issues

[teatitty]

Iron Man/Captain America '98 [a special long annual comic] with what is, in my opinion, one of Tony's funniest 90's moments ever

[thepandalion]

goddamnit I went down a rabbithole again and now I wanna do a fic rewrite of the original fairly oddparents

[arolesbianism]

Yknow I'm glad I have absolutely no motivation to make any non constant related ds aus cause if I did I would absolutely just make random card au part 2; skins edition and the world building would be completely incomprehensible even by my standards cause Id find a way to mix it with constant bullshit anyways

[lacy-oh-lacy]

Marvel Women's reactions to your nudes

♡Plus: receiving them in public

Wanda's body reacts quicker than her brain. She shields her phone, but she can't bring herself to turn it off, staring in awe at your picture. Flustered and wet, she doesn't think twice about getting the hell out of there. She texts you all the way home, praising your photo, telling you what she's gonna do to you when she gets there and warning you not to start without her.

Natasha's face is stoic but she shifts in her seat. Unfortunately, she has responsibilities that she can't blow off to reply to you. So instead she sits there, growing increasingly frustrated, counting the seconds until she can leave and trying to get that image you sent out of her head. She's texting back the second she can, and she is pissed. Doing this is a real easy way to put her in a dom mood.

Carol is surprised and instantly horny but she has the good sense to turn off her phone and take it somewhere private before she texts back. She's really good at dirty talk and by extension sexting, and she might just risk sending her own photo too. She's not coming home early though, she's just playing your own game and seeing how you like it when you're the one being teased and left waiting.

Valkyrie has a good poker face, which is fortunate because you just got her really hot and bothered. She’s low-key shameless, she peers around the room just to make sure there's no direct attention on her, then starts texting back on the spot, and like Carol, she has strong sexting game. She only bothers taking it somewhere private if it's to sneak off to rub one out or better yet, call you.

Kate .exe has stopped working. She stares at your picture way too long, and then panics when she remembers she's in public. She’s so obvious, fumbling and making a terrible excuse to leave. She's bad at subtlety normally and she’s worse when she's horny. She's so excited to text you back (not before saving the pic to her phone), absolutely lavishing you in praise and making it clear how much your photo affected her.

Masterlist

[rootspiral]

Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 2 part 2

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here's another Agatha reflection that I didn't notice yesterday - it's a theme, I tell you

she's essentially doing what she does at the beginning of Wandavision, although with no prep time and no magic for costume changes: a ditzy over the top wife with the made up farway husband

I'd get a couple more candles back there, Lilia. You missed a spot.

But jokes aside, you know what she's doing? She's taking the piss out of agatha. this is Lilia we're talking about, the Seer. her job is literally to See. she knew who and what Agatha was the moment she stepped in, and frankly it's insulting that Agatha would try such cheap tricks on her. this is a little "fuck you agatha" before they get down to business and lilia can tell her to fuck off too

and yes, agatha underestimates lilia from the start, which is the point of lilia's character and the lesson she has to internalize. but the thing is, lilia IS amazing, powerful and wise from the very beginning. this whole scene is Lilia being better, smarter and more powerful than Agatha, she just doesn't have the self-confidence to recognize it

(but WHY beauford?? best name she could have picked)

lilia IS in control. she sets the pace of this encounter. agatha is a step behind, which is rare for her

fuck off, look at that stupid condescending little face

YASSS read her for filth! but let's recap her exact words (so I have an excuse to listen again to Patti's exquisite delivery and voice control)

"You've been under the influence of another. Someone you hurt." Wanda. And we go back to Agatha torturing Wanda and what it's doing to her, the guilt she feels.

"They took your agency. For three years." Agency is one of the main themes of this show and something that will touch Lilia up close too.

"It's not the first time your witch kin betrayed you." Not the other way round! Yes, Agatha has betrayed, she has hurt and killed. But we need to acknowledge that she was betrayed by her kin, her coven, her community first.

"But you survive, in a way few do." Agatha is a survivor. She dragged herself out of a hellpit, and she was maimed and turned into something horrible in the process. But she fucking survived.

"In fact, that's why you're here." Lilia knows EXACTLY what Agatha is planning, she knows that she's here to kill and she knows why. She knew from the start.

agatha's face falling more and more

YES. FUCK YES. THE PERFECT DICTION TROUGH GRITTED TEETH. SHE IS NOT INTERESTED!! GIVE THIS WOMAN ALL THE MONOLOGUES BECAUSE SHE'S GONNA CRUSH THEM

I know, Billy. this is also the way I look at stage goddess patti lupone

SHE IS CRYING AGAIN! DO YOU SEE IT!!! DO YOU SEE THIS SHIT?!!?!? SHE'S CRYING AT BEING SEEN SO CLEARLY, BECAUSE SHE'S ALWAYS HIDING. AND SHE'S CRYING WITH RELIEF, TRIUMPH AND GUILT BECAUSE SHE'S FOUND THIS AMAZING EXTRAORDINARY WONDERFUL WITCH AND SHE HAS TO KILL HER SO SHE WON'T DIE HERSELF TONIGHT

DON'T TOUCH ME, I'M IN A GLASSCASE OF EMOTIONS.

that's a predator right there

nuh-uh babe, she's got your number. you are not going to win this one. (i'm drinking up all the details in her room. look at that old singer sewing machine, that's a 70s or 80s model - everything in the room is at least 40 years old. Is she making herself a quilt? is she cold at night? we know she doesn't have the money to pay her bills)

I KNOW, BILLY!!!

lol, you know when patti told joe locke something like, 'sorry you're stuck here with all these old ladies'?? and he was like, no you don't undeRSTAND

(I mean, Patti has met plenty of gay boys. she understands.)

Lilia jumps for a moment to episode 5 and hears the ghost of Agatha's mom yelling at her. (aw, her chairs are all mismatched.)

Billy is always so polite. and look at Agatha's body language, she's doing the same thing she did when torturing Wanda, kind of hugging herself. both predatory and defensive, because, once again, she is not as comfortable as she seem. she is not being sincere, she is out to manipulate lilia, and she's not happy about it

I live for lilia's rants about the commodification and gentrification of the queer witch community (look at those gorgeous italian plates!)

she actually did bite a kid once

"when I was chased out of every village I passed through for accurately predicting tragedy? NO, I do NOT. BEAT IT, harkness!" I adore her delivery. and also. ouch. ouch. my sweet lilia. so many years, so much pain

When watching this scene for the first time, you identify with Billy and just sit back and enjoy these two extraordinary witches and actresses working together. the first episodes are high on comedy but they all have a serious, upsetting undertone, and it's especially gratifying to see how both actresses work with voice, face and body language to express what they can't say explicitly. Lilia is an incredibly old, wise, experience witch, but also tired, alone, humiliated. She's been jumping through time and she's really frightened about it. And right now? She's quite literally going against the most dangerous serial killer of witches in known history. She can stand her own against Agatha and then some, but she is not confident enough to see it yet.

A question that reads ironic but is delivered without a hint of irony. Why are you dragging a child into this? You of all people. Why are you putting a literal child in danger?

an ironic answer also delivered with no irony. it's threatening, and it's also protective of Billy

agatha gambles: maybe she can get lilia mad enough later and get blasted anyway. maybe she has other means to steal (a kiss, mayhaps?) And Billy better not hear this, she's not gonna kill him or anything but, you know, keeping her options open. just in case.

lilia DOES NOT need to return to her clairvoyant glory. lilia is one of the most if not the most powerful seer. her isolation is self-imposed. agatha is completely out of her depth here.

case in point: agatha does successfully con jen and alice, but she does NOT con lilia. not even close. she had nothing. lilia was in control of the conversation the whole time, seeing through agatha the whole time, and she was always going to say no.

"Three of Pentacles." collaboration, community, singular voices waiting to harmonize. Lilia REACHES THROUGH TIME and MAKES herself join Agatha. How fucking heartwrenching is that???? Agatha never tricked Lilia into doing anything. Lilia is sitting at the tarot table in her Glinda costume, for the first time fully confident and fully aware in her power, and she just - she grabs herself in the past and says, this is your family. this is your coven. you have chosen it. go and reclaim it. that is why Lilia follows them to the Road. not because Agatha is powerful, but because Lilia is.

and present Lilia is just so scared. she knows this is going to kill her.

FUCK I love this show so much!

(and a quick shoutout to @sapphicjew, I'm loving your commentary!)

go to episode 2 part 3

[ebbpup]

posting about this au cause i like it

more about it under here

timeline time!!

(This part is also like, a headcanon for the canon timeline) so wanda and cosmo leave for vacation, its pretty soon after they stop living with timmy, so maybe when peri is 9-10. they leave him in the care of Cosmo's parents, however it can be difficult for them so other fairies (probably some of the main ones we see outside of the family) would look after him. there were lots of expectations set on him due to how powerful he was at birth and his family history so he always pushed himself to do as good as he could! He even got a scholarship into a really good school!

now, here is where the timeline diverges, while for the canon timeline, Peri keeps trying, gets into a good college/university, becomes a fairy godparents, ect. ect. but not here, when he's about 16 he's tired of all the pressure put on him, he wants out, he envies the humans and wishes he could have a life like that. so why doesn't he? he packs his stuff and leaves. he's figured out how to give himself more human proportions but he has to wear a beanie and a jacket to hide his wings and crown. he manages to find a new family (he says his bio parents are dead), goes to a normal school and starts living a normal, "human" life.

eventually he is able to move out of home and into the apartment complex along with 3 roommates (will design them soon, probably). he gets into college/university and is able to do an online course (of what? idk). his life is good! he hasn't seen anything magical in years! nobody knows where he is (they are aware he is missing in fairy world but have no idea where he could be, not even Irep [or, still Foop since he doesn't know that Peri changed his name] knows where he is)! everything is good. everything is peaceful.

he has no idea that his parents have moved in a floor below him, he only finds out once he runs into the new family in town. Peri bumps into Hazel in her family, that's where the first comic takes place. They keep bumping into him and decide to invite him over for dinner since he seems like such a nice guy and has been very welcoming, Hazel suggests that they invite Wanda and Cosmo too since they've also been very welcoming and they decide, sure why not! By this point Hazel knows that Cosmo and Wanda think that Peri might be their kid since they have told her, and she's gonna give them the opportunity to talk to him! The dinner is a nightmare for Peri, dodging every single question that could reveal his identity, they can't know that he's their son, he can't go back to fairy world! luckily Hazel's parents don't really leave so they can't ask him directly, but the questions do get close. eventually the dinner ends and he can go home.

Que his parents constantly looking for him and Peri hiding, so many occasions of them just missing him. They've probably told others in Fairy World about how they've found him, even Irep finds out (who is now pissed at the name change). So eventually not only is he hiding from his parents, but sometimes others will also try to find him because like dude you went missing as a teenager of course they are looking for you.

also, Peri needs a job and gets hired as a babysitter to look after Dev. Dev and Hazel becoming friends is a nightmare for him.

[buckgasms]

Hey, hi, hello! 🤍

First, I want to say that I've been following along with your stories for a while now (you're one of the first people I followed when I started my Tumblr!), and I'm so happy to send you a little request if that's okay! I saw that you reblogged a prompt list, so here I am sending in my own for our sweet Bucky 🥰

I'm wondering what magic you will create with the prompt ''Finding their partner's sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them." 👀

If it's not sparking anything for you, it's okay, and you can ignore my request! 🤍

Hello my love! Thank you so much for your support, for this ask and for playing the prompt game with me ❤️ I'm so honoured that you've been following me at all.

Sorry this took longer than expected because I have done this sort of story before so I wanted to do something a bit new and it took me a while to think of a good idea....

But now I think I have a good idea. It's fairly off topic but I hope you will forgive me. It certainly did spark something lol 🤣

I hope it's ok that I set this in the Bunny and Clyde story because they are so unhinged and I love them...

Kisses 😘

Also, heavy, filthy smut ahead. Just be warned.

"What the hell is this?"

You dashed into the walk in wardrobe that Bucky was currently in to find him holding a white paper bag and an huge, like absolutely enormous, double ended dildo.

You descended into a fit of giggles, wheezing as you tried to speak as his face went from scowl to amusement as you tried to compose yourself.

"Oh my god" you moaned as you finally calmed down, and took the offending item from his grasp, waggling it around as he chuckled. "I got it from that shop we go to. I took Wanda and we got some freebies..."

He smiled peering into the bag before looking back at the appendage. "Was that a freebie?" He said, sounding impressed at the generosity of the shop.

"No, I bought this one for me..." You balance on the knife edge of pissing him off, took a breath and dived headfirst. "You know, just in case you can't keep up with me anymore. Sometimes I need something a little...bigger."

He chuckled darkly. "Ah ok Bunny, well why don't you show me hmm?" You went to protest but found his hands pulling you out to the bedroom and tossing you on the bed.

"Gone all shy huh?" He smirked as you waited on the bed and you giggled a little, sitting up and crawling towards him. "Was only a little joke Bucky, you know I don't want anyone else but you. Your big, perfect cock is all I ever want."

"Tough." He said flatly before pushing you back so your flomped down on the mattress. He wrapped a silk rope around one ankle and secured it to the bed, quickly securing your other on before you could escape.

He removed your skimpy underwear with a gentle bit firm tug and pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead. "Buckkyy" you whined as you tested the strength of his ties.

"Use it..." He said, tossing the toy onto the bed next to you, "or lose it" he said palming his cock through his trousers. You giggled but hesitated, feeling exposed and unsure. "But I want you to do it Bucky" you whined again and spread your legs a little wider for him.

He leaned over, gripping your cheeks tightly and turning your head to look at him. "Do as your fucking told." His free hand landed swats to your soaked pussy and thighs as you squealed in his embrace. "You need more or you gonna do what I say hmm?"

You groaned in defeat as he grinned, pressing a final kiss to your cheek before leaving you, taking a seat on the chair at the end of the bed to watch your performance.

💟

It had only been 20 minutes at most but you were a wreck.

You had done your darnedest to enjoy yourself but once again you had been bested by the master. Bucky sat, looking almost bored as you choked yourself on the rubber cock, making it messy and slick to use on yourself.

You teased and wriggled to insert the toy and whined a little as in pushed into you. It was actually no match to Bucky but you wanted to regain a little control if you could.

"Oof, so big..." You whined but it turned into a groan when he actually yawned at you. You flopped backwards but heard him tut at you, "didn't say stop bunny, keep going..."

He picked up the little bag and started rifling through it, looking at the little samples you had been given until one piqued his interest. "Sensation cream?" He read for a moment before leaving his seat and wandering over to you.

You sat up a little, hoping the punishment was over and he would actually play with you now. He showed you the packet but you shrugged indifferently. "The lady at the store said that was new. Supposed to heighten sensations, or numb it I can't remember..."

Sometimes you could be quite stupid.

Bucky grinned and ripped the top of the sample packet open. "Well let's find out shall we bunny?" You wiggled and protested but his arm was already propping your legs apart and spreading your folds open.

"A pea-sized amount it says" Bucky pondered before squeezing the entire packet onto his hand and smearing it all over your heat, making sure to get into every crease and fold. You growled and flopped down as he finished, leaving you to wash his hands.

He returned shortly and grinned. "Now we just have to wait 5 minutes or so bunny and we'll know for sure."

"What are you going to do then?"

"I haven't decided yet..."

💟

After a few moments you realised you were now completely numb. Bucky watched in amazed pleasure as he ran his finger over your folds to little reaction. He rubbed harder, even pinched your little clit, but nothing.

He chuckled and leaned down, settling himself between your legs as you whined. He started off rubbing slowly, little circles, then to and fro. You knew he was there but you had no pleasureable sensations to enjoy. Then he pinched and pulled at you, as your pussy grew puffier and redder under his actions. The a firm swat. He glanced up checking you had no reaction.

He didn't want to over do it and hurt you, but my god he was having fun. He'd alternate between all his actions until your pussy was glowing and soaked. "My god your cunt looks pretty right now..." He said softly before squeezing your lower lips together and spreading them wide.

You were in misery. You had wailed and cried about how unfair it was. That you wanted to feel it and everything else under the sun, but he wasn't to be swayed. You lay on the bed, sweaty and pouty. His favourite kind of bunny.

Bucky left your pussy briefly, stopping only to press kisses to your cheeks, lick away tears and tell you what a good bunny you were. "Taking it so well baby, you keeping up with me huh?" You rolled your eyes and growled. He never let anything go!

Moments later he was climbing on top of you, pressing his red, leaking cock against your folds and stomach. You would be able to feel him fucking you at least, you figured in your mind, but Bucky was just too smart for you.

He pressed your favourite vibrator into your hands and guided you to hold it on your numb button. Bucky then adjusted so the head of the toy sat under his cock, just in front of his heavy balls.

"I'm gonna use my little bunny's favourite toy now....oh don't worry baby, you can come as much as you like, I don't mind one bit..."

He grinned as the toy buzzed to life. You watched him grind and groan above you as you desperately tried to chase your own orgasm but no matter how hard you pressed, how much you wiggled, nothing happend.

"Bucky I caaaan't" you sobbed as he growled above you, smiling down in his lust filled haze he turned it up higher. "Oh fuck" he choked as his body buckled a little. You watched with desire as his stomach muscles tensed and his hands worked on himself before coming all over your stomach.

It was torture, and he never once relented. He repeated the action again, leaving another mess over your frazzled body, leaving you still desperately chasing your high to no avail.

After recovering from his second high he scooted round and placed your head on his thick thigh, grabbing the vibrator from you to inspect the scene.

"Bunny what a fucking mess..."

And you were. Your stomach was covered in thick cum, your arousal was smeared all over your thighs and cunt and your pussy was swollen and glowing. You too were a mess in your mind, sobbing and babbling for him.

To bring you a little relief he shushed you and guided his sensitive cock into your mouth, hushing your thoughts and giving you a little focus. He hissed through his teeth at your harsh sucking, but managed to soothe you down to just gentle sucks as you kept his cock warm.

Grabbing the sample packet again he read further, wondering how long this would last until his eyes widened:

"After 20 minutes, you and your partner will feel the enhanced power of our new Tingle Formula™ bringing your body back to reality, and off to new peaks of pleasure..."

He wondered what that would look like until he noticed your sucking had become more intense and your lower half was twitching a little. He leaned forward and ran a investigative finger through your folds. You suddenly wailed and tried to clench your legs together, hindered by the bindings.

Removing himself gently from you me moved back around to your heat. Stroking your legs and thighs to soothe your feelings of loss.

"Bucky.... Bucky I feels...I can feel...oh my god"

You panted and writhed on the bed as he blew a cool stream of air on your abused heat. You cried out and tried to get away but he chuckled and blew harder. You couldn't help it, it felt so good, so sensitive. "Please Bucky, I'm gonna, it's... I'll..."

"You gonna come just from that? You my little birthday cake bunny? Aren't you embarrassed bun bun, you really that sensitive?"

The protest died in your throat as he blew and your walls clenched painfully around nothing. Your stimulated pussy pushed one step too far. You cried out for him, for god, for anything.

He leaned over, focusing your gaze on him with a look of seriousness on his handsome features.

"Look at me bunny, look at me... I gotcha. Gonna take care of you now huh?" His nose trailed along yours before he captured your lips in a hungry kiss.

"You think a toy can do this? You think anyone can do this to you? Bring you to this special place?" You shook your head and sobbed returning his kisses sloppily as he claimed you.

"That's right bunny... Just me. Only me. Now I'm gonna use that sensitive little hole, because you hurt my feelings bun bun and you're gonna make it up to me right?"

You nod, feverishly.

"Good girl. I'll even let you use that toy, shall I put it in your ass baby? You want that?"

Your babbling suggests you have no brain power left to decide so Bucky just smiled, lovingly, plants a final kiss to your lips before leaving you to feel.... everything.

💟

It didn't take long to have you floating and shivering. Your sensitive body couldn't handle much but Bucky did his best to drag as many orgasms out of you until it hurt. The kind of hurt that makes your brain fuzzy and body shake.

He licked and sucked at you, like a man starved. His fingers curling inside as his tongue swirled around your swollen pearl. You came almost as soon as he seated himself in your heat, but found yourself climbing again as he pounded his hips. He even teased your puckered hole with your new toy, but just a brush against it had you coming again.

His fingers never ceased, rubbing and swatting until you peaked again. He groaned as your squeezed him like a vice, pushing him to empty his come into your overused heat. Your final orgasm came as he used your vibrator, ordering you to show him what a dirty fuck hole looks like. He growls as his release his pushed out at the most intense of your orgasms.

💟

Finally he unties you, throws everything else to the floor and crawls over you, wrapping you up in his arms. He wraps his whole body around you, supporting your shivering frame and keeping you warm.

Soft kisses are pressed to your damp skin and praises are cooed into your ear as you grip at the pillow. "My good girl. So perfect. So pretty. You did so good bunny."

Praises are continued as he carries you off to the bathroom gently carresing your body with soft cloths and warm water. You shiver and giggle and whimper all at once, clinging to his strong body feeling overwhelmed and yet so satisfied.

After a while of quiet praising and kissing Bucky takes you off to the bedroom again and into the walk in wardrobe where he finds some soft pyjamas to dress you in. More kisses follow until he is distracted by the little white bag again.

"Wonder what else is in here" he muses but you just groan and pull him back for a kiss, tossing the bag as far as you possibly can.

[olsenmyolsen]

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master list . dark master list

If I said best song on TTPD, then what???

MCU (Female Reader X Wanda Maximoff)

Summary: You and Wanda Maximoff used to be something, but now that you're with Natasha Romanoff, Wanda can't stand by and let it happen.

Word Count: 1.4K

Content: Pissed Off Wanda, Manipulation, Cheating(?)

Wanda hated seeing you with Natasha.

She hated how the redhead whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you cooked dinner. She hated seeing how Natasha's arms held you tight after a mission. Wanda mostly hated how she looked at you. When Wanda truly looked at you. Wanda could see the pain hidden behind the glare.

Wanda hates how you treated her and how she treated you in return.

On top of that, she regrets calling it off too early. But now she hates the idea of you with someone else.

The images of you and Natasha are driving her crazy.

So, as she stands in front of her mirror in a white shirt and a lilac short skirt that fits her like skin, she smiles.

She's gonna get you back.

You're no better than a man when you see the way Wanda glides into the kitchen for breakfast. The body-hugging skirt leaves little to the imagination while making your mouth dry.

Wanda feels your gaze on her as she keeps her back to you. Using her magic to grab a bowl and spoon for cereal, keeping a laugh inside as she hears your thoughts.

You look away when she turns around but look right back up with a spoon clatters against the hardwood. You go red when you see Wanda bent over, picking up the spoon.

The color of her panties matches the skirt.

"Hey!" Natasha's voice makes you jump as she enters the kitchen with a smile. Wanda finishes gathering her cereal in the meantime. She knows this part of her plan worked just by how hard you're trying to keep your focus on Natasha and not Wanda and her body. "You woke up before me. That never happens!" Natasha makes a casual joke that you give a half-hearted chuckle at. "Yeah, just wanted an early start today, I guess."

Wanda takes one last look at you before she leaves the room. Your eyes catch her green ones, and you just about stop breathing when she winks at you.

"You're mine."

The following week, Stark is throwing a party for god knows what the occasion was, but it doesn't matter. You need something like this for one reason or another.

(Wanda and Wanda.)

So, as you walk with your arms linked with Natasha's, you find all eyes on the two of you. Natasha is dressed in a strapless thigh-high slit silver dress. You opted for an all-black tux that Natasha couldn't wait to tear off you later.

And you with her dress.

You smiled and kissed her cheek while she made small talk with colleagues, and you felt the burn of green eyes on you.

Wanda was stewing across the party, in a tight black dress that complimented your tux better than Natasha did. You and Natasha looked stunning.

She hated it.

So, with her mind on autopilot, Wanda downed the remainder of her glass and kept her burning desire trained on you.

After days of teasing, Wanda didn't feel close to accomplishing her goal. So, with misguided judgment, she rolled her tongue over her lips and found herself standing in the garage.

A golf club in her hand.

Luxury cars that Tony spent too much money on never to drive were the first pieces of machinery Wanda saw before she walked further and further down that aisle.

A loud click bounced off the walls with every step of her heels. Until. Wanda finally stopped in front of your bike.

Wanda remembers times when you'd spend all day with this stupid junk—fixing it up and taking it for a spin, being too loud and careless. God, Wanda hated it. But she also loved it because it made you happy.

But Wanda did at some point, too.

A memory of her arms wrapped around you while you sped around the compound plays out.

Wanda unconsciously screams and takes a swing, hitting the headlight right in the middle of the bike. Glass spraying around her. With a gasp, Wanda takes a step back, surprised by her actions, before she grips the club harder and swings for the fences.

39 times.

Wanda had a date a few weeks after Starks party. Your bike was totaled, and Wanda had another date.

You couldn't fucking believe it.

You felt like you had been going crazy with Wanda lately. She was gone one minute and was always around the next, in short skirts or revealing tops. Wanda was there. She acted friendly, and then, in a second, she couldn't stand you.

You couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening.

Was she getting me back?

One way or another?

You sighed as you sat down on your bed at the compound. Natasha was gone on a mission, and even if you wanted to talk to her, you couldn't really do it about Wanda.

You would be lying if you said you didn't miss Wanda at times when Natasha wouldn't get your jokes or how her and Wanda's idea of nights in were different.

On top of that, you missed Wanda's touch. You hate to say it, but you miss feeling her skin under your hand or hearing her whispered sighs escape through her lips.

You groan and lift up from the bed. You head down to the gym to distract yourself. It's empty when you get there and by the time you're finishing up. Yet, with your headphones in and your back to the door. You don't hear Wanda enter the room.

Wanda had listened to your thoughts repeatedly for the last two hours. She had smiled wide and touched herself briefly as your frustrated moans left you. She knew how close she was to getting you back.

So, as you hummed to your music, Wanda gently walked towards you.

You stopped and turned around when red magic surrounded the equipment you were using. "Wanda?" You questioned as you paused your music. She was wearing a black sports bra and bike shorts.

But god, did they stick to her like glue.

"Hi Y/n." Wanda moved closer. "What are you doing here?" You asked after swallowing your nerves and trying to keep your eyes from roaming her body. "Just thought I'd get a workout in before my date," Wanda said with a wide smile that upset you. Wanda's words were making you think twice about what happened between the two of you.

But one thing was for certain.

Her date could never do the things I could.

Wanda raised an eyebrow at that and stepped closer to you. "You've told your friends you hate me, but you love me just the same." You remained stoic even if your lips moved slightly. "Come on. Y/n.." Wanda practically moaned as she stepped closer again with a smirk. Bringing her hand up to your body and dragging her index finger from your chin to your breast.

Only stopping when you grabbed her.

"We tried the whole bygones will be bygones thing," Wanda said as she lifted her eyes from your sweaty and toned body to your beautiful eyes. Eyes she missed, looking at her with softness and lust. "I've tried harder than you." You said, making Wanda roll her eyes.

She was playing a game.

"I don't see what if done wrong," Wanda questioned. "I see the whispers in your eyes, baby. You want me." You dropped Wanda's hand and shook your head. Your thoughts descending into actions of you taking Wanda right here and now mixed with Natasha and her broken heart. "You're poison." You speak with your face inches from Wanda's. "I'm poison either way." Wanda's words cut through you easily.

She'll always be around whether she taints your thoughts and actions or keeps to herself. Wanda will always be there.

"You have someone." You say, but Wanda laughs. "You have someone, too."

You should leave, but you can't bring yourself to do it.

Wanda smiles before she pulls you forward and collides your lips with hers. A simple thing turns into a heated make-out session that leaves both breathless.

And yet Wanda pushes you away when you reach for her shorts. "I need to get started on my workout." She says with a breath between each third word. You shake your head and try again, but Wanda stops you. "Oh, honey..." Wanda coos. "You didn't think it would be that easy. Did you?" You stare at Wanda as she clicks her tongue. "I always have the upper hand, Y/n."

Wanda then looks outside as a Quinjet flies by. You're too busy scanning Wanda's face.

"Looks like she's home," Wanda says as she turns back to you. "And don't worry, I won't say anything." Wanda shrugs before turning away, leaving you standing still as your fingers touch your lips. Still a taste of Wanda. "Oh, and Y/n."

You pull your eyes to her.

"I'm gonna get you back."

dividers by @/benkeibear

[urbaebarnes]

flowers pt.2

first part here!

summary: how could you ever refuse the handsome mob boss when he asks you out on a date

mob boss bucky barnes x fem flower shop owner reader

warnings: curse words, reader uses she/her pronouns, no use of y/n (thats it I think?)

here it is! i've honestly loved writing this. also, i'm from england and i've never been to new york, let alone Brooklyn museum so excuse my horrible knowledge.

word count: 3.6k words

You hadn’t fully expected for Bucky to come back, part of you was sure this had to be some sort of whirlwind misinterpretation on your part, but as you opened your shutters the next day, there he was. 

His outfit looked the same as the previous day, his smile wide as you immediately spotted his face through the window. Bucky waved to you through the glass, putting his phone in his back pocket as he swung his legs whilst walking to the door, hands behind his back. “Morning Bucky.” You greeted, opening the door as the small bell rang out. 

He smirked at your voice, nose scrunching as he walked inside, wiping his feet on the small doormat, “I see you remember our deal.”

“Well, you’re a hard man to forget.” You smile, watching as he tilted his head at some yellow columbines. “What brings you back?”

He listed his head from the flowers he was inspecting, his grin toothy as he pulled your slipping cardigan back onto your shoulder. “You.” He said shortly, running his thumb over your shoulder. “Can't keep you out my mind doll, you’ve been running laps up there” He tapped the side of his head twice as you giggled, “Jesus, you can’t go laughing like that, you’re gonna give me a heart attack.”

You shook your head, unable to suppress the grin on your face at his compliments. “You’re so cheesy.” You laugh as he nods, face nearing yours.

“Just for you, sugar.”

You can feel your heart skip a beat as he nears you, lips parting but failing to find a remark as his breath fanned across your face. One of his hands lightly swept some sleep from under your eye, his fingertips resting under your jaw.

“I want to take you out, if you’d like that.” He murmured, licking his lips as his eyes traced your every movement.

You considered the offer, obviously you’d love that, this was Bucky the devilishly handsome man who watched you with an intensity that rivaled the bird that stared at your window every morning. But, this was also Bucky, the widely feared mob boss that was likely in constant danger and there were probably so many negatives, but you couldn’t quite think when his lips were so very close to your face.

God, Wanda was going to be pissed. “I’d love that.” You said quietly, biting your bottom lip and letting it pop out as he tilted his head, nodding to himself.

“That’s good, that’s… okay.” His tongue flicked over his tongue as he took a step back, hands on his hips. “Someone will come and pick you up at 7:30.” He smiled to himself as you nodded and he picked up a bouquet, inhaling deeply as he craned his neck into the flowers.

You shook your head as he walked towards the till, your face flushed and breathing slightly irregular at the sight of the so called ‘scary’ mob boss looking ever so soft as he stuck his face in the flowers, a shit eating grin on his face never leaving ever since you’d said yes.

“I see you’ve scaled down from last time.” You said, glancing at his this time singular bouquet compared to his two bundles the previous day. His face instantly dropped as he turned around, glancing at the ones that were there before picking another. Your jaw fell open as he picked it up, “Bucky, that isn’t what I mea-”

“Who would I be if I didn’t support small businesses, hm?” He smiled, nose scrunching.

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to.” His words were short, and his tilted head was enough for you to nod reluctantly as he placed down a wad of cash on the counter.

“No, no I don’t need your money.” You tried to refuse, but he’d already turned around, “Bucky!” You called after him as he opened the door, still clutching the money like it had been given as a nasty prank.

“7:30!” He turned, head tilting over his shoulder as he once again continued walking down the street. As you turned your head, you were greeted with Wanda’s face pressed up against the glass window of her shop.

Her face is squished against the glass, watching him happily stride away from you before she ruan out the shop herself, landing beside you within seconds. “Why is he practically skipping?” She questioned suspiciously.

“He’s not.” You shook your head, biting your cheek to try and hide the smile fighting its way to be on your face.

After your encounter with Bucky yesterday, you’d decided against telling Wanda his sweet talking words or the deal they’d made. You’d known her just over a week, and although being your closest friend probably ever, you knew her thoughts on the man and didn’t want to stir up any ideas until you knew his true intentions. Although, this didn’t exactly seem like a situation you could wiggle your way out of.

“No, he’s definitely got a spring in his step.” She narrowed her eyes, “And why’d he get two bouquets, that’s too many to carry.”

You couldn’t hold back your laugh any longer as you smiled at her, “You have to promise not to be mad.” 

Her face fell, “God, please don’t tell me you’ve sold your hand in marriage to him or some crazy shit like that-we could probably stay at my parents in Sokovia when we run awa-”

“No!” You quickly interrupted, laughing even harder, “No, I haven’t sold my hand in marriage to him, what made you think that?”

“Well… I don’t know, leave me alone!” She pretended to pout, laughing at herself, “I don’t think I could ever be mad at you though, seriously.” 

You nodded, “So… I have a date.” You announced, itching your head and watching the ground as her face morphed into a shocked expression, mouth dropping and eyes widening as she looked to where Bucky had been walking to the now empty sidewalk. “And it’s-”

“It’s with him, oh my god!” She gasped, running a hand through her curled auburn locks. “This is, well better than marriage, but still, this is- and you want to go on this date?”

Her arms quickly crossed, eyes flashing with caution as you nodded your head, “He’s nice, really nice, and really handsome.” You smiled as she grabbed your hands.

“I’ll take your word for it, sweets.” She giggled, “What time’s he coming?”

“7:30.” You said, fiddling with the hem of your cardigan, “I don’t even know what to wear or where we’re going and I’m trying really hard not to overthink.” You confessed as she took your hand that was pulling at the threads of your cardigan into her hands, clasping around it.

“Don’t panic, it’s fine, you’re perfect. Barnes, he doesn’t date, it’s like part of his whole thing, girls could fling themselves in his face and he pays no mind to it, so the fact he’s taken an interest in you is kinda a big deal. Just if you wanted any more proof about how amazing you are.” She grinned, hands wrapped tightly around yours as she squeezed them. “You have nothing to worry about.”

“Actually I have lots of things to worry about.” You counter, “Like what I’m supposed to wear, I don’t know where we’re going so how am I supposed to-”

Wanda quickly cut you off, head tilted, “You could show up in nothing and I doubt he could take his eyes off you.” She paused, processing her own words for a second as you blinked at her. “Okay that was a bad example, I definitely don’t think he could take his eyes off you if you were naked.” She giggled.

“I get it, I get it.” You reassured her, “I’m excited though, it’s just burying itself under all the worrying.” 

There was a loud crash from the open door of Wanda’s bakery, diverting both your attention to your limited views of Pietro trying to pick up a metal bowl from the floor. “I can’t leave him for two minutes.” She mumbled under her breath, “I’m gonna love you and leave you.” She said sweetly before turning around, “Pietro!”

You laugh as she storms through the door, turning back to your shop to see Stan waiting outside, “Oh Lord, morning, sorry, let me…” You jogged to the door, holding it open for him as he thanked you, “I just got caught up in something, the usual?”

Your day had flown by with customers filling up every moment, crowning it your busiest day since opening. Plus, Wanda would run across the street, two dresses in hand as she forced you to pick between two beautiful outfits until finally, by shop closing, you knew exactly what you were going to wear.

Wanda had insisted that you get ready with her anyway, stating that you’d left out all the details around her third visit with a tight fitting black dress and a light yellow checkered sundress. The bakery had been slow, even after Pietro scared away all the birds within a ten mile radius, so after you’d finally picked the last dress, she sat on the counter and helped pick flowers that would suit a young boy’s girlfriend’s dress that he had a picture of on his phone.

Wanda’s exterior excitement was fairly equal to your interior, but after the long day, you couldn’t quite jump everywhere she did, even if her movement was a visual representation of your heart. You hadn’t been on a date in years, often turning down guys quickly, but this time you were ready, and beyond excited.

You got ready leisurely in her room, both of you singing along to your favourite songs as you were left with half an hour before your date. Between the two of you, you’d settled on something elegant but still simple enough that it could be classed as casual.

At exactly 7:30, you peeked your head around Wanda’s curtains to find a black car parked outside your shop, the windows all blacked out. “You think that’s for me?” You questioned nervously.

Wanda laughed behind you, grabbing your shoulders and straightening your posture, handing you your bag with a grin. “No, it’s obviously for Pietro.” She giggled as her brother popped his head around the corner, letting out a small ‘hey!’ in offence.

She led you, hand in hand down the stairs till you reached the door, turning to you once again. “Okay, be safe, message me if you need anything, and if you’re not coming back, otherwise I’m going to gather the troops and send out a search party, understand?”

“Yes captain.” You mocked with a laugh, “I’ll be fine.”

“I know, I know.” She said, opening the door, “Have fun!” She shouted as you stepped towards the car, a man with his back to you scanning the front of the bakery.

“Excuse me-” You said cautiously, suddenly overwhelmed with the embarrassing thought that maybe this car wasn’t for you and they were simply observing the shop.

But all your thoughts were instantly dashed as the man turned around and greeted you with a wave. “Mr Barnes sent us.”

“Ah.” You say with a small smile, hands intertwined in front of your stomach as you face the kid, who front the back, looks an awful lot more like an adult, “Do I get a proper introduction this time, or are you still not supposed to introduce yourself?”

“Well, Mr Barnes told us to do anything you wanted, so I guess that means I’m allowed to-” He quickly jumped round to your side of the car, opening the door for you to the back as he rambled, although he was quickly cut of by the brown haired man sat in the driver's seat.

“He’s Peter Parker, and I’m Tony Stark, lovely to meet you.” Tony put it simply, nodding to the side for Peter to get in, “Sorry, he’s learning.” He said quietly as Peter forgot to shut your door and instead hopped in the front, only noticing as you shut it.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind.” You chuckled, observing the cream interior of the car and strapping yourself in. “So you’re taking me to meet Bucky?” You checked.

“Yeah, he apologizes that he couldn’t come and pick you up but he had to prepare some things.” Tony said, his tone an awful lot more relaxed than Peter. “Pete, take a chill pill.” He mumbled.

“We’re um, we’re here as security too, normally then he gets Happy to drive people places but he wanted to take special measures to k-” Peter’s ranting was stopped as Tony gently whacked his shoulder. “I wasn’t supposed to mention that.” He cringed, face retorting.

You smiled softly, tilting your head, “It’s okay, your secrets safe with me, Peter.” He sighed, almost relieved as Tony shook his head in laughter, driving through the seemingly quieter streets. “Can I ask where we’re going?”

“That’s probably the only thing we’re explicitly not allowed to tell you.” Tony chuckled, “Boss wanted to keep it a secret.”

You nodded, chewing on your cheek nervously watching the streets pass until you slowed approaching Brooklyn Museum. As the car slowed, you spotted a man in a dark suit walking down the stairs, combing his hands through his hair.

Peter got out to open the door as you gracefully exited the car, thanking him as the figure quickly morphed into the man you felt like you’d known for years. “Hi doll.” Bucky greeted with a wide smile, glancing back at the museum almost nervously.

“Hi.” You smiled, both of you looking to your right where Peter lingered almost awkwardly before Bucky smirked and nodded for him to get back in the car which he did with a small grin, giving you a not so secret thumbs up.

“They got you here okay?” He questioned, never letting his steel blue eyes leave yours.

“They were perfect.” You smiled, watching as he bounced his arm against his leg and, before fully realising what you were doing, you grabbed his hand, intertwining your fingers together.

He let out a sigh of relief as a lazy smile made its way onto his face, it was stupid how your heart instantly felt as though it was on the verge of running away, escaping to be with his. “And how are you feeling, pretty girl.” He swung your hands together, slowly leading you towards the steps leading to the museum. “Nervous?”

“Maybe a little.” You admitted, letting him lead you up the staircase, as you smiled, “But I’m excited.”

He smirked at that as you reached the top, “Good, I’m excited too. You ever been here before?” He nodded to the grand looking building.

“Nope.” You grinned, “It’s been on my bucket list of things to do though, ever since I moved here, but I haven’t got round to it.”

Bucky lifted your intertwined hands to his mouth, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles, “Seems like what you’ve got there is a date list, doll.”

You laughed as the two of you wandered through the doors, your eyes instantly scanning your surroundings. It was silent, not a soul in sight as Bukcy glanced at you nervously. “Is there anybody else…?”

“Just us, sugar.” He said gently as he tugged on your hand gently to go and admire the various pieces of art and artefacts scattered around the museum. It was beautiful, and it all seemed slightly more calming with just you and Bucky, never once letting go of one another’s hands as you explored the hallways. 

You got to talking not just about what you were seeing in front of you, but also about your lives. Bucky told you he grew up around here with his younger siblings. His parents were some of the kindest people he’d ever met, even though they were wrapped up in a life many deemed unsuitable. 

Bucky seemed to dance around the topic of his work, shaking it off with a smile and shrug whenever he caught himself talking about it. Instead, he talked about how he preferred sunrises over sunsets and cats over dogs and hot dogs over burgers. You told him all about your family and friends -well, Wanda and your favourite customers- and he let you ramble about flowers as much as you wanted.

As you stopped in front of one piece, he let his hand drop from yours, and just for the shortest moment you thought you’d done something wrong. That was until you felt his arm snake around your back, resting on your hip. When you tried to look up and meet his eyes, he simply looked straight ahead, cheeks dusted with pink as he bit back a grin, humming as he glanced at the painting.

“You’re cute.” You giggled which drew his attention to your smiling figure, bottom lip tucked in between your teeth.

“I’m whatever you want me to be, doll.”

You’d taken the lead most of the time in the direction you were heading, but after he’d glanced at his watch, he was insistent you had to walk back, taking your hand back and gently dragging you, trying to run off. Little did he know he’d already ran off with your heart.

You laughed, eventually jogging after him, both laughing like absolute idiots as your squeaks and laughter echoed throughout the halls. By the time he stopped, you almost fell into him, taking a minute to stare at his face, which Bukcy was more than happy to indulge in, thumb stroking over your jaw till he tilted your head to the right to see in the middle of the great hall, was a circular table with plates of steaming food already placed down.

“Bucky…” You trailed off as he stood behind you, both his hands resting on your hips, head next to your ear.

“You like it?” Bucky Barnes was many things, and confidence was normally one of them, but as he whispered in your ear, you couldn’t help but think that he sounded more anxious than self-assured. 

“I love it.” You smiled, spinning around so his arms were wrapped around you, enclosing you tightly as you pecked his cheek. “This is incredible.”

Bucky couldn’t tear his eyes from you, cheek tingling where your lips had brushed his skin. He had to resist the urge to drag his hand across his cheek, savouring the feeling for a little longer, but he couldn’t bring himself to drag his hands from where they rested on your body. “Second date worthy, incredible?” He questioned.

“You can take me out on as many dates as you want.” You laughed, head tilting back over your shoulder as you glanced back to the food.

He smiled, nodding to the table, “You like spaghetti?”

You grinned widely as he led you over the blue squared floor, pulling your chair out as you planted yourself in the seat, hands resting in your lap as Bucky took his seat across the candlelit table underneath the glass roof, revealing the starry night above you.

Dinner was perfect, Bucky was perfect, this whole date was perfect and beyond everything you’d ever wanted. You were sure the sound of Bucky’s laughter could bring a smile to the most moody of people’s faces and his smile was sure to light up rooms brighter than the chandelier hung across from you.

By the time it was over, you were both sad to have to leave one another’s company so quickly, even if it had been hours. The pitch black sky seemed to engulf all the buildings visible as you left the building. Your shivering stance had caught Bucky’s eye as he shrugged off his own jacket and hung it over your shoulders with a quick denial of feeling the cold.

A red car was parked where you had previously been dropped off. Bucky opened the passenger door for you this time, letting you sit in the comfortable car and place your bag by your feet. 

The silence on your ride home wasn’t as daunting as you’d expected, more comfortable as he took your hand in his again, resting them in the centre console as he kept one hand on the wheel, driving through the streets of New York as though he could do it with his eyes closed.

When you finally pulled up, neither of you moved for a few minutes, just sitting like that, savouring your moments together before he sighed, getting out the car and strolling round to your side, opening your door for you. You were sure he was the textbook definition of a gentleman.

Bucky even insisted on walking you to your door- well, Wanda’s door. “It’s no hassle.” He murmured, committing the sight of you in that outfit to memory- the sight of you to memory.

When you reached your door, you were beyond glad he did walk you since now you could give him the kiss he deserved. “Thank you for tonight.” You said sweetly as he grinned, his hand still resting on your hip. “It was incredible.”

“Thank you for agreeing to let me take you out.” He grinned, “Maybe, another time, we could… erm-” 

Bucky Barnes stuttering should’ve been a sight to behold to anybody in this city, but to you, it seemed like the cutest little thing, your stomach churning as he stumbled over his words, trying to find a way to ask you out.

You managed to stop his word vomit by pressing your lips to his, your hand on his shoulder as you leaned in to kiss him. The feeling of fireworks in your stomach was something you thought people made up when they talked about relationships and kisses, gentle touches and such, but in that moment, you knew the truth. 

“You know where to find me.” You pulled back, breath ghosting over him as he stood frozen, lips parted as he already missed your lips on his. You turned around, opening the door, pausing before you slipped inside. “Goodnight, Bucky.”

tags: @that1geek06 @shortarsenerd @helen-2003

[xxplastic-cubexx]

The gooners found psylocke.

they found her about three weeks ago when the game came out but yeah

[urdreamydoodles]

Hi! I saw you were taking requests and wanted to see your take on everyone dealing with a reader who's a smart ass? Thought it be a funny concept about something you'll enjoy 🤍

X-Men x Reader (Part.1)

You're a smart ass (Part.1)

You have a playful and sarcastic personality that adds humor and lightness to your relationship with your partner. Your sarcasm creates both moments of laughter and occasional tension, but ultimately strengthens your relationships.

Characters: Logan Howlett, Remy LeBeau, Kurt Wagner, Scott Summers, Erik Lehnsherr, Bobby Drake, Wade Wilson, Jean Grey, Wanda Maximoff & Pietro Maximoff

I confirm it's a funny concept! Thank you for that one ♡ Hope you enjoy. — Love, Marie, your friendly marvel fangirl

Logan Howlett (Wolverine)

- Logan has always admired your wit, but when your sharp tongue turns into you being a bit of a smart-ass, it both amuses and irritates him. He raises a brow every time you make a snarky remark, half-impressed but also battling the urge to roll his eyes. “You think you’re funny, huh, darlin’?” he’d growl under his breath, though his lips twitch into a grin despite himself.

- While he’d try to keep things serious when the situation called for it, your teasing often gets the best of him. Like that time in the Danger Room when you outmaneuvered him with a smirk and a cocky quip, Logan pretended to be pissed, but you could see the pride in his eyes. “Better watch it, or I might not go easy on you next time,” he’d say with a low rumble, knowing full well that he’s too soft on you.

- There are moments when your sass pushes his patience, and he’ll let out a deep sigh, rubbing his temples in that way he does when he’s had just about enough. But instead of snapping, he pulls you close, growling something like, “You’re gonna be the death of me,” before kissing you fiercely, reminding you who’s in charge — at least until the next time you decide to test him.

- Despite all the banter, Logan wouldn’t trade your fiery spirit for anything. Deep down, he loves how sharp and quick-witted you are, even if it means dealing with your sarcasm on a daily basis. You keep him on his toes, and after everything he’s been through, your energy and humor are a breath of fresh air. Sometimes, when the two of you are alone, he’ll lean in and say, “You might be a pain in my ass, but you’re my pain in the ass,” with that gruff, affectionate tone that never fails to make your heart skip a beat.

Remy LeBeau (Gambit)

- Remy is no stranger to charm and wit, so when you sass him, he’s ready to dish it right back. He loves the playful banter between you two, and half the time, he’s probably encouraging it just to see what you’ll come up with next. “Ah, ma chérie, you t’ink you can outsmart Remy, eh?” he’d say, a devilish grin lighting up his face as he leans in closer, daring you to keep going.

- When you make a smart-ass remark, especially in front of the other X-Men, Remy can’t help but smirk proudly. He’ll throw an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close and whispering, “You gon’ get us in trouble, but I like it.” He’s never one to shy away from mischief, and with you by his side, the two of you are unstoppable when it comes to pulling off clever pranks or getting the upper hand in any situation.

- Every now and then, Remy will try to one-up you with his own smart comments, leading to playful verbal sparring matches that only deepen your connection. But even when he’s trying to get the last word in, he never minds when you come out on top. “Damn, chérie, you too good at this,” he’d laugh, eyes sparkling with admiration as he wraps you in his arms.

- On the rare occasions when your sass catches him off guard, you might notice a flicker of surprise before he recovers with that signature grin. “Ah, you keep me on my toes, mon amour,” he’d murmur, pressing a kiss to your temple. Remy loves every part of you — the wit, the sass, and the undeniable chemistry between you two. No matter what, he’s always ready for the next round of banter, knowing it only brings you closer together.

Kurt Wagner (Nightcrawler)

- Kurt is gentle and kind, so when you hit him with a sarcastic or smart-ass comment, he’s more likely to chuckle than to take offense. He’ll tilt his head, a curious smile playing on his lips as he tries to figure out if you’re serious or just teasing him. “Are you making fun of me, mein Schatz?” he’d ask, his voice full of playful curiosity.

- Despite his more serious nature at times, Kurt is never one to shy away from your banter. If anything, he enjoys your quick wit because it keeps things light between you two, especially during difficult missions or stressful situations. Whenever you throw a clever remark his way, he’d respond with a thoughtful hum, pretending to be deep in thought before adding, “You know, I think I love you even more for that.”

- Kurt has an incredibly patient demeanor, and while your sass might fluster him at first, he always handles it with grace. He might try to counter with a more philosophical or heartfelt response, which often makes you laugh even harder. “Ah, mein Liebe, you are too clever for me,” he’d say with a soft chuckle, before pulling you into a warm embrace. Even when you push his buttons, he can’t help but love you more for it.

- When the teasing gets a little too much, Kurt will lean into his affectionate side, making it impossible for you to keep up the act. He’ll teleport behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and whisper, “No matter how much you tease, I know your heart.” His sweet words, paired with his playful nature, always bring a sense of comfort to the banter, reminding you that, above all, you’re deeply loved.

Scott Summers (Cyclops)

- Scott is a bit more serious than the others, and your smart-ass comments tend to catch him off guard. He’s used to people following orders and being straightforward, so when you hit him with a sarcastic quip, he’s not always sure how to react at first. He’ll frown slightly, not out of anger, but out of pure confusion. “You’re kidding, right?” he’d ask, trying to gauge your tone.

- Despite his initial bewilderment, Scott can’t help but admire your sharp mind. He may act exasperated, but deep down, he appreciates that you’re not afraid to challenge him, even if it’s through sarcasm. You keep him grounded, reminding him that not everything has to be so serious all the time. “You know, you’ve got a smart mouth,” he’d say with a smirk, shaking his head in mock disapproval.

- When you sass him in front of the team, Scott tries to maintain his composure, but there’s always a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He’ll shoot you a quick look that says, “We’ll talk about this later,” but you know he secretly loves the way you keep him on his toes. It’s a side of you that only he gets to see, and despite his stoic nature, it brings out the softer side of him.

- After a long day of leading the X-Men, Scott finds your sass refreshing. He’ll sit next to you, finally letting his guard down as you tease him about being “Mr. Perfect” all the time. “Alright, I get it,” he’d say, his voice filled with warmth and amusement. “You’re right — maybe I do need to lighten up.” And in those moments, he’d pull you close, appreciating every part of your smart-ass self.

Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto)

- Erik, always the strategist and thinker, isn’t used to someone challenging him with quick wit and sharp humor, especially not someone as close to him as you. The first time you throw a smart-ass comment his way, he pauses, his cold eyes narrowing, but there’s a glint of amusement behind the stern expression. “Careful, little one,” he’d murmur, his voice low and commanding, “you’re playing a dangerous game.”

- Despite his typically serious demeanor, Erik finds your sharp tongue intriguing. He’s surrounded by people who either fear or revere him, so your sass brings something refreshing into his life. Occasionally, when you get a bit too clever for your own good, Erik will raise an eyebrow and smirk, “You really think you’re clever, don’t you?” His tone is dangerous, but you both know there’s a playful undertone hiding beneath the menace.

- Erik’s response to your snarky comments often depends on his mood. In darker moments, he might grow irritated, his patience tested by your quips, especially if you question his decisions. “I’m not in the mood for jokes,” he’d snap, though there’s a deep affection behind his frustration. But when he’s feeling more relaxed, Erik has been known to surprise you with his own dry, sarcastic retorts. “Perhaps I should just let you lead the revolution next time,” he’d quip with a smirk, his voice thick with sarcasm, but his eyes soft with affection.

- At the end of the day, Erik admires your courage and intelligence, even if you use them to give him a hard time. There’s a sense of respect in how he handles your smart-ass attitude — after all, he’s seen too much of the world to be fazed by a little sass. In quiet moments, he’ll pull you close, whispering in your ear, “You may be impossible sometimes, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Bobby Drake (Iceman)

- Bobby loves a good joke, so when you start tossing smart-ass remarks his way, he’s all in for the banter. “Oh, is that how it’s gonna be?” he’d ask, grinning from ear to ear as he prepares to throw a sarcastic comment right back at you. With Bobby, the sass only escalates into playful teasing that often ends with the two of you laughing uncontrollably.

- He’s the kind of guy who thrives on humor, so your quick wit only strengthens your relationship. Whether it’s during training or just hanging out at the mansion, Bobby always finds a way to keep the mood light, and he loves that you can match his energy. “Wow, look at you, Miss Smart-Ass,” he’ll say after you roast him with a particularly sharp comment. “Guess I’m not the only funny one around here.”

- There are times when Bobby’s insecurities come through, especially when your teasing touches on sensitive topics like his struggles with his powers or his place in the team. In those moments, he might brush off your comment with a forced laugh, but you can tell it’s bothered him. Later, he’ll admit, “Hey, about earlier… I know you didn’t mean anything by it. I just… you know, I’ve got my stuff to deal with.”

- Despite the occasional hiccup, Bobby loves that you keep him on his toes. Your sarcasm brings a balance to his humor, creating a dynamic that keeps things fun and light-hearted even during the toughest times. After all, he’s always been the class clown, but with you by his side, he feels like he’s met his match. “You know what?” he’d say, pulling you into a playful hug. “I think we might be the funniest couple in the mansion. No one else stands a chance.”

Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

- Being with Wade means endless chaos, and your quick wit fits right in. Wade absolutely adores your sass, and from the moment you drop your first sarcastic comment, he’s all over it. “Oh, look who’s got a smart mouth! I like it, babe!” He’s practically bouncing with excitement, eyes gleaming behind his mask. Your banter becomes a regular part of your relationship, with Wade taking every opportunity to match your smart-ass remarks with ridiculous quips of his own.

- Wade’s response to your sarcasm is often over-the-top, always aiming for laughs. You’d roll your eyes at something absurd he does, and Wade, without missing a beat, would respond with, “Oh, did you roll your eyes at me? That’s it, we’re getting a divorce.” It never fails to make you chuckle, and you know that he appreciates how you can keep up with his crazy antics. He loves that you never back down, even when he’s being the most outrageous version of himself.

- However, there are moments when Wade’s insecurity creeps through, particularly when it comes to his appearance or his mental health. If your sarcasm hits a little too close to home, Wade might joke it off, but you can sense the shift in his tone. “Yeah, I mean, who wouldn’t want to be with a guy whose face looks like a melted pizza?” he’d say with a forced grin. You always reassure him, showing him that your wit comes from a place of love, and Wade, with his usual dramatics, would throw himself into your arms, “Aww, babe, you really do love me, scars and all!”

- Despite his unpredictability, Wade loves how your humor keeps him grounded. Your ability to match his energy and throw in some sarcasm helps him feel normal in the whirlwind that is his life. “You know, I think we make a pretty kick-ass duo,” Wade would say, wrapping his arms around you. “You with your snark and me with my endless charm — we’re unstoppable!” And though the world may be chaotic, your relationship with Wade is filled with love, laughter, and plenty of smart-ass remarks.

Jean Grey (Phoenix)

- Jean is known for her calm demeanor, so your sarcasm catches her off guard at first. She’s used to people being more respectful around her, especially considering her immense power, but your playful attitude draws out a side of her that she doesn’t often get to express. The first time you make a smart-ass comment, Jean raises an eyebrow, her lips twitching into a small smile. “Oh, so we’re doing this now, huh?” she’d say, her voice light with amusement.

- As your relationship develops, Jean grows to love your quick wit. It brings a sense of normalcy to her life, something she desperately needs amidst the chaos of being an X-Man. She enjoys the way your banter makes her feel human, reminding her that she’s more than just a telepathic, omega-level mutant. “You’re lucky I don’t read your mind more often,” she’d tease after you make a sarcastic remark, though you both know she’d never actually do that without your permission.

- There are moments, however, when Jean’s powers make her feel overwhelmed and vulnerable. If your sarcasm comes at the wrong time, she might take it to heart, her telepathic abilities amplifying the impact of your words. “I’m not in the mood for jokes,” she’d say softly, her eyes downcast. You’d quickly realize that she’s struggling, and after a gentle apology, Jean would nod, grateful for your understanding. “Thank you,” she’d whisper, her voice filled with affection.

- Despite the occasional tension, Jean appreciates how your sharp mind challenges her. Your smart-ass attitude keeps her grounded, helping her navigate the pressures of her powers and responsibilities. “You always know how to keep me on my toes,” she’d say with a smile, leaning into your embrace. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” And while Jean may be one of the most powerful beings in the world, your sarcasm reminds her that she’s also just a woman, capable of love and laughter.

Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch)

- Wanda, initially reserved and quiet, is surprised by your quick wit and sarcasm. She’s not used to people being so casual with her, especially given the weight of her powers and her past. The first time you make a smart-ass remark, Wanda’s eyes widen in surprise before a small smile pulls at her lips. “Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be,” she’d say, amusement dancing in her eyes as she begins to warm up to your teasing nature.

- As your relationship deepens, Wanda grows to appreciate how your humor helps lighten the heavy burdens she carries. Your sarcastic comments often draw her out of her thoughts, bringing her back to the present. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?” she’d tease back, a smirk on her lips, her Sokovian accent slipping through as she gives you a playful nudge. She loves how you can make her laugh, even when she’s feeling down.

- However, there are moments when Wanda’s emotions become overwhelming, and your sarcasm might accidentally cut too deep. If she’s in a particularly vulnerable state, she might take your comment the wrong way, her powers flickering dangerously as her mood shifts. “I’m not in the mood for jokes,” she’d say, her tone sharp. You’d quickly reassure her, explaining that you didn’t mean it, and Wanda, ever self-aware, would soften. “I know,” she’d sigh, taking your hand, “I just… I need some time.”

- Despite the occasional misstep, Wanda loves how your quick wit keeps her grounded. Your playful banter reminds her that not everything needs to be serious, and it helps her find moments of joy in an otherwise heavy world. “You always know how to make me smile,” she’d say softly, leaning into your embrace. “Even when I try to be serious, you just… bring out the light in me.” Your smart-ass attitude becomes a source of comfort for her, a reminder that she’s not alone in the darkness.

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)

- Pietro is quick in every sense of the word, so your sharp tongue and sarcastic remarks don’t catch him off guard — in fact, he thrives on it. The first time you throw a snarky comment his way, Pietro’s already grinning before you’ve even finished. “You’re fast, but I’m faster,” he’d quip, zipping around you in a blur before coming to a stop with a smug look on his face. “Think you can keep up, smart-ass?”

- Your sarcasm and quick wit become a game to him, a challenge he’s always ready to meet head-on. Pietro loves the verbal sparring, and his playful nature means that he’s constantly teasing you back. “Oh, you’re really asking for it, aren’t you?” he’d say with a grin after you make a particularly clever remark, speeding off before you can respond. It’s a back-and-forth that keeps your relationship exciting, always filled with laughter and light-hearted banter.

- However, there are times when your sarcasm touches on his insecurities — like his tendency to rush through life, or his complicated relationship with Wanda. In those rare moments, Pietro might bristle, his smile fading as he crosses his arms. “Yeah, well, not everything can be a joke,” he’d mutter, clearly hurt. You always know how to handle him though, and after a bit of reassurance, Pietro’s back to his usual self, cracking jokes and challenging you to keep up with him.

- Pietro loves how your smart-ass attitude matches his fast-paced lifestyle. Your quick comebacks keep him on his toes, and he adores how you never let him get away with being too cocky. “You might be the only person who can keep up with me,” he’d say, pulling you into a tight hug after a particularly playful argument. And while life with Pietro is always fast and chaotic, your sarcasm adds a layer of fun and connection that makes your relationship all the more special.

[flkwh0re]

Babysitter (Pt. 2)

Warnings: Mommy kink (W), Age gap, Squirting, Masturbation, Breast/body worship, Strap-on usage (R receiving), can’t remember anymore.

A/n: Sorry this took a little long, I wasn’t busy just lazy buuuut milf mommy wanda is here!! enjoy! wrote this and listened to two mcr albums omgg it’s 1 am 😓

Wc: 1,5k

Tag: @alexawynters

part one here

yet to be proof read

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Wanda stood outside of your door room, flowers in her hand hesitant to knock. She was nervous to see announce the news to you about her finalized divorce with Jarvis.

As she brought her hand to knock, she heard the voices of two women and your laughter. She was sure she told you she’d be over today, had she forgot? Perhaps you knew but invited your friends over during the same time.

Wanda firmly knocked and waited a second, when you showed no answer, she was pissed. She knocked even harder the second time, the voices inside the apartment fell silent. Then you appeared at the door, “Oh my god Wanda! Hi, I missed you. Uhm, my friends are here so you know.” You said nervously, hoping she’d get your tone.

“Oh I’m well aware, what happened to our plans for today huh? I told you I’d be here at this time, but you go and invite people over to intrude our time!” She said sternly, alight fear rising in you. Suddenly, Wanda burst out into laughter. “Oh sweet girl, I’m playing. Though, I am a little sad you forgot.”

You felt bad, you couldn’t believe you forgot about Wanda wanting to come over. “I’m sorry Wanda, I can ask- " You were cut off by Kate, your best friend, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

“Miss Maximoff!! What are you doing here at Y/n’s apartment?” Kate asked, you internally cursed the situation. “How do you know Wanda?” You asked, putting Kate’s arm off your shoulder. “Oh she was just my neighbor, I knew her mom pretty well too.” Wanda pipes in.

Well shit, you thought to yourself. “Here Wanda, come in and I’ll kick them out.” You said to Wanda as you pulled her through the door.

“Alright Kate, gotta kick you and Yelena out. Wanda and I have something to talk about.” You told her with a sarcastic smile, to which she cackled.

“The only discussing you’ll be doing is sex.” She said, you slapped her arm harshly causing her to wince. You could hear Wanda snicker at Kate’s comment, then Yelena stepped into the hallway.

“Yelena, please collect your girlfriend. I have something to do.” “Ha, yea do for sure.” Kate remarked, “Yelena please!” You said to the blonde girl, everyone's laughter growing.

“Yea okay, see ya!” She said, pulling her girlfriend to the door finally giving you and Wanda your much needed alone time.

“I am so sorry Wanda.” You apologized to which she shook her head. “No, it’s okay, it was funny. I still am a little upset you forgot about me.” She said with a faux pout, “Guess I’ll have to teach you bout that.” She placed soft little nips and pecks on your neck, a little moan passing your lips.

Wanda backed away and looked up at you, smiling. “That’s gonna have to wait though, I have a surprise.” You raised a brow out of curiosity, it wasn’t often the older woman had surprises.

“What’s that?” You questioned, as she gave you an orange envelope and flowers. “Open it.”

You cautiously opened the delicately sealed envelope. You sat the flowers on the table, to make it easier to get whatever it was out. You pulled out a piece of paper, your eyes scanned over the paper and your jaw dropped in shock as you read the document.

“Wanda, you got the divorce?!” You excitedly remarked as you jump onto her, arms flying around her bringer her into your embrace. “I did baby, we can be together now.” She said as tears welled in her eyes.

“I can’t wait to start this chapter of your life with you baby.” Wanda said smiling largely. “Wait, the boys.” You were worried about them from the start, but you knew Wanda would have a plan. “Don’t worry, they’re a little upset but they still get to see their dad on weekends. Once they find out though that you’ll take his place, they’ll be happy.”

You felt a little sad at her statement ‘take his place’. You knew she meant well, but you couldn’t help but think about how you ripped a family apart because of your silly childhood crush. That didn’t matter right now though, what mattered to you was that you and Wanda could be happy together. You don’t have to sneak around anymore, and you couldn’t be happier to be with the woman you’ve loved.

“Hey, you okay?” She asked, kissing your nose. “Yea, just thinking.” Wanda hummed, “Why don’t you let mommy do the thinking baby?” Heat rose up your cheeks and you nodded eagerly. “I got us a new toy, I’m excited to try it with you.” She husked in your ear.

“C’mon, let’s go to your room.” She said as she grabbed your hand, leading you down the short hall. You reached the room you and Wanda had done so many sinful acts in, not once did the times feel like they do now. You were now Wanda's for forever, it almost felt like a dream.

"C'mon sweet girl, get on the bed. Mommy wants to show you how proud she is to call you hers." She placed soft kiss on your forehead, and her hands slither down your stomach. She slips your shirt off and graces your skin with her kisses.

Lips linger on your body painfully too long, but you hold back your protest so Wanda can worship your body. "Mommy, please." You finally whined in protest. "Oh, you poor thing! Mommy will stop teasing." She chuckled.

Her hands hooked around your back, unclipping the bra that wrapped around your breast. She worshipped each equally, licking and sucking on your delicate sensitive buds. Lewd noises escaped your lips as she began to grind her crotch against yours. You moaned even louder when you realized she was wearing a strap.

You two hadn't tried one yet, so Wanda was all too excited to fuck her girl into oblivion. "You feel that baby?" You nodded. "It's all for you sweet girl. I've been so eager to us it on you, I knew today would be perfect. Why don't you get on your knees and suck mommy's cock, hm?"

As you got on your knees, Wanda removed her pants and the faux cock hung between her legs. You practically drooled at the sight. It was a satin red color, not extremely big, but big enough to fill you full.

Your soft lips wrapped around the tip of the toy; you throated her cock as well as you could then began to bob your head. Wanda yearned to feel your warm mouth.

"Take your shorts off baby, I want you to touch yourself while I fuck your throat." Wanda demanded, to which you complied. Your nimble fingers rubbed over your clit as Wanda gripped your hair with a fist, hips thrusting the fake dick down your throat.

Your arousal practically dripped onto the floor, and your gags and moans filled Wanda's ears. She couldn't be in more of a blissful state.

"Alright baby, I think you're ready for mommy, aren't you?" You weakly nodded, and she helped you to your feet. She guided you to the bed and helped you lay down.

Her hands spread your legs, and her calloused fingers ran through your folds. She gripped the base of her cock, lining it with your dripping cunt. She pushed herself into your tight hole, the tip reaching your deepest point causing cries to leave your throat.

She steadies her thrust, then begins to slowly pound into you. "Fuck baby, you're so tight around me. Mommy just loves this perfect pussy!" You whined as she fucked into you.

“Fuck mommy I’m so close! Please let me cum.” You squeaked out, Wanda chuckling. “Go on baby, cum on mommy’s cock.” She grunted, her hips snapping rapidly against your own. The base of the strap brushed against her own clit with enough force to bring her to an orgasm, both of your orgasms happening at once.

Her high pitched moans filled your ears, pushing you even harder into your orgasm as she fucked your sensitive cunt. You legs began to shake as she didn’t let up, then liquid gushed out of you onto Wanda’s lower stomach.

Moans ripped from your throat, the sensation of squirting almost too much to bare.

Wanda slipped the cock out of your weak cunt, and undid the straps. She flopped down next to you, “Holy fuck Y/n, that was fucking phenomenal.” She giggled, a smile rising on her face making you smile too. “Yea it was, but I’m really exhausted now. You owe me some cuddles.” You say while making grabby hands at her.

“Ah, ah, let’s get ourselves cleaned up first. After that I’ll cuddle with you all you want baby, remember, you’re mine for forever now.” She said as she placed a soft peck on your lips.

You smiled, “Good. Now let’s go, I’m cold.” You grabbed her arm, pulling her up. You ran off to the bathroom and Wanda followed behind.

“Hey, what about a bath? You’ll get warmed up, cleaned up, and I can cuddle you.” Wanda suggested. “Do I still get my real cuddles later?” She giggled, “Of course.”

She ran the water, and as it filled up she dipped her foot into the tub. Settling into the warm water she piped up when she heard your voice, “You know, I never got to make you cum.. mommy.” She scoffed, “Get your cute butt in here.”

Masterlist

[rosedpetal]

The Best Outcome

Summary: Steve tries to get his redemption after you guys have a squabble.

Warnings: a little suggestive in the end.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word count: 746

Author's note: this is a repost.

Masterlist

Steve Rogers was a dream come true. 

He was the most handsome man you've ever laid your eyes on, a gentleman, and on top of that, a fucking superhero.

You were so surprised when he approached you in one of Tony's parties, complimenting your dress and saying you were so gorgeous he couldn't stop looking at you, that you choked in your drink and accidentally spat it all over his suit.

He was so nice about it that you actually cried. Wiping his suit furiously with a napkin inside of one of Tony's luxurious bathrooms, tears forming on the corner of your eyes, it took you by surprise again when Steve leaned in, put his finger under your chin and gently forced you to look in his eyes and kissed you.

His lips were soft and gentle, and he licked a tear that finally rolled down your cheek.

The night ended with you and him chatting on the balcony, you word vomiting him and getting flustered, while he stared at you with adoration in his eyes. Of course, you didn't realize that he was crushing so hard on you while you made your silly jokes, that you actually still were in awe when he texted you the next day, saying that he needed to see you again.

The first time he took you to see his friends as his significant other, was at a dinner in a fancy restaurant.

Steve lost his patience with how long you were taking to get ready. Then, proceeded to roll his eyes when you asked him how you looked.

"You look beautiful, now please, let's go."

He didn't even get to really look at you.

And it was really sad because the moment you guys got there, everyone took their time to actually see you.

You didn't spare Steve a second glance through the whole dinner, promptly ignoring him chatting with Bucky and Sam while you were left to interact with Natasha and Wanda. The only moment you actually took pity on him was when you realized he was staring at you with puppy eyes.

Even though you were pissed at him, you knew it was just the way he was raised. He was punctual and compromised, and not sticking to the schedule always made him uneasy.

The moment you guys got home, you threw the keys on the counter and slipped out of your dress, tossing your shoes aside and going to your shared bathroom to take off your makeup. You heard his heavy footsteps behind you, and tried to hide the grin in your face.

"Baby," Steve called you, hugging you from behind and resting his chin in your head while you rubbed the cotton round aggressively in your skin. "I'm so sorry for being a dick to you, I just didn't want to arrive late at the dinner. So please, don't take it out on your face." He pleaded and gently held your wrist in place, taking the cotton out of your hand.

"I just wanted to look good for you, Steve" you pouted.

"I know!" He turned you to face him by your hips. "And you do, every single day you manage to look like the woman who took my breath away at Tony's party. You could show up in your PJs and you'd still outshine everyone in the room."

You rolled your eyes, blushing. "You're just saying that."

"I'm gonna show you how beautiful you are, just to prove you wrong, sweetheart" you gasped when your boyfriend threw you over his shoulder and playfully tossed you in the bed.

"Wait, I still have makeup on, Steve!"

"I'm gonna make you rub the rest of your mascara on the pillow, anyway."

You tried not to, but you laughed at him anyway. Steve was such a polished man, that sometimes you forget that he was... A man, anyways.

"Why does my lady think this is funny?"

"Stop!" you had tears forming in the corner of your eyes. You took a deep breath, and tried to put on a straight face. "I just can't believe my very refined boyfriend said something dirty."

"Does it still count as dirty if I didn't say a bad word?" He teased you, slowly tracing down his finger into your underwear.

"Y-yes" you managed to gasp, when he started rubbing your sensitive skin.

With foggy eyes and a raspy voice, Steve licked his lips.

"Well, baby, in that case, I'm gonna make you scream some really dirty words to make it even."

[lacy-oh-lacy]

If you’ll take this sort of request… could you do hcs for the marvel women reacting to their s/o getting badly injured? Please and thank you.

Marvel women's reaction to you getting hurt

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Wanda is not emotionally stable enough to deal with this. Her mind goes straight to the worst case scenario, and she's malfunctioning so badly that she can barely help you. The person responsible for this will be exceedingly lucky if they don't end up a bloody splatter on the wall in the midst of the panic attack she's having.

Natasha Knows how to control her emotions, how to compartmentalize and get a job done, but fuck this tests her. Her top priority is getting you to safety, and if that interferes with her objective that's just too bad. She puts up a brave front, for your sake and her own, but once she gets a moment of peace with you she is so vulnerable and clingy.

Carol can make light of the danger she gets into, but the danger you get into is another story. She always takes your safety very seriously and if it's threatened she can be downright terrifying. She’s tempted to make the perpetrator suffer but she just finishes the job as quickly as possible so that she can get you to safety and take care of you.

Valkyrie is on the brink of a trauma flashback when it happens. Like, “oh, fuck no, not again”. If she has the chance to get to you she’ll take it but mid-battle that's a little difficult so she fully embraces her anger in the meantime. She's a warrior first and foremost and someone just royally pissed her off, so suffice to say, they're in for the beat down of a lifetime.

Kate could swear time slows down. She feels so crushed and powerless but that doesn't stop her from going absolutely feral trying to get to you. She's probably gonna get herself hurt too in the process but she doesn't give a damn right now, if anything she wishes she could've taken that blow for you.