#cowboy wanda

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

not the anon from the day before, but I would just like to put this out there that COWBOY WANDA WAS MY HEARTDJZHDB

Accents are soooo hot so imagine her knowing how much r likes her accent and she just makes sure to talk as much as she can in bed cause, yeah. Also she’ll totally tie r up with a lasso-

I'm obsessed with her actually, I wanna see her doing physical labor on a ranch and getting all sweaty and cleaning her weapons and wiping the sweat off her brow and wearing a loose fitting button up shirt that you can see her abs through and I forgot the rest of this post I'm distracted

[spaghettiposts]

An Outlaws Christmas

Cowboy!reader x Wanda Maximoff

Summery: Wanda’s father has never liked you, but that won’t stop you from delivering a special gift this season.

Warnings: Mentions of firearms, fluff, Bucky being dramatic.

Words Count: 3.5k

“Bucky I swear to God, you better keep this thing steady.” You muttered between cold breaths, raising your foot to the next step, sensing the ladder tremble beneath you. Your eyes whipped downward, glaring at the cowboy.

He huffed, gripping the ladder tighter. “You just- had to date the rich girl with a four-story mansion didntcha?” He seethed, shifting his weight to support the item. “It’s fucking freezing man.”

Indeed, it was freezing. The middle of December in Fort Worth brought snow gleaming in the streets, covering trails and displeasing the horses. Which you had to use to get here in the first place, Wanda’s house that is. More precisely her fathers house, who wasn’t so keen about you. Why were you here? Simple.

Christmas, the season of giving, in any weather condition. And in any condition you always wanted to visit Wanda, even if Bucky complained about it. Especially tonight, when it was Christmas night. Where family’s would spend their nights together, huddled by the fireplace. Something you wanted to share with Wanda someday.

Something an outlaw like you couldn’t have, but you tried anyway. You tried for her, tried to change your rugged ways. Formerly around this time of year you never would’ve imagined a reason to celebrate this holiday. There was nobody special in your life, no family, and Bucky never liked Christmas ideals.

Now there was Wanda to be that someone. Beautiful, intelligent, amazingly talented Wanda. The girl who went for someone like yourself, a lowlife criminal trying to mend their ways. She saw the good in you, that you failed to see in yourself. And bit by bit she brought it out of you. Blackmail Barnes would constantly use on you, mocking you as the ‘cowboy who got whipped’ or ‘cowboy gone soft’ and his personal favorite ‘Casanova’. Despite the smacks you gave him each time he dared to use those terms, secretly you didn’t mind, it just meant you were closer to change than before. With that in mind, you didn’t let the opportunity to make Wanda your girlfriend pass by you, despite her parents disapproval.

Maybe if you got a better job, in time that would change too.

“Just keep the ladder steady Barnes, I’ll be finished quick.” You hollered over the wind, climbing up with haste. Looking through the windows you recognized them as the third floor, for the servants Wanda had told you. Rich people had rooms for everything nowadays.

“Quick my ass..” He scoffed.

“Was that sarcasm James?”

He let out a groan, pounding his fist on the ladder. “Just get your girl already”

“Alright alright…” You chuckled under your breath, hurrying up the ladder. You didn’t want to risk his impatience, the last thing you wanted was for him to throw you off. Fortunately, with the heavy snowfall, you’d probably only break one rib.

Although Wanda wouldn’t be happy, so you wouldn’t risk it.

Finally, the ladder came to an end, perfectly syncing with Wanda’s bedroom window. You were grateful to Mr. Williamson, your local carpenter, took your request for a 40 foot ladder seriously. Raising up your fist to knock–as you had done so many times before–you found yourself plagued with…hesitancy.

Pulling the poorly wrapped package out of your interior coat pockets, you examined the item. Its contaminants inside were beautiful, even you could admit, but the outside? Poorly wrapped crumbles of brown lunch bag paper with white string holding all the mess together? Was what was on the inside enough for Wanda?

Feeling another shake on the ladder you turned your head down, meeting the eyes of Bucky. He motioned to the window with his head, shooting you a thumbs up. You mouthed a small ‘thanks’ to him, right now wasn’t the time for insecurities. You’re sure Wanda would love the gift, or at least appreciate the gesture.

Clearing your throat, you tapped on the window, announcing yourself, “Wanda! It’s me! Do you mind opening the window?” You asked, waiting for the velvet curtains to part. In all honesty, you weren’t quite sure she was there at the moment. You knew the tendency her parents had of venturing off into parties, dragging her along into them and you assumed Christmas parties were a thing.

A couple of seconds later, you heard shuffling from inside, the curtains opening and your smile widening. Wanda looked through the window, searching for you till her eyes landed on your figure covered in snow. Her eyes widened, her hand lifting up to her chin in shock, “Y/n?”

“Hi Darlin’.” You shot the bewildered woman a toothy grin, lifting your hand to wave at her. Carefully she opened the window slowly, making sure not to knock you over in the process. Her shock eventually subsided into worry, grabbing you by the wrist to pull you inside.

“What are you doing here? It’s cold out, you’ll get sick.” She fretted, patting your forearms to shake off the snow.

“I’ve got my jacket,” You shrugged, her hands staying on your chest. “and I’m here for you. I brought you something for Christmas.” You smiled, digging through your pockets, Wanda tilted her head curiously. Pulling out the paper present you presented it to her.

Her eyes looked down at the gift fondly, she could tell you had wrapped it but thankfully found it endearing. Her fingers ran delicately through the string tying it together, as she turned to look at you with soft eyes and a tender smile tugging at her lips.

“Really?” She whispered, rubbing her hands on your chest before letting them hang on your shoulders. Her smile turned into a small smirk at the way you clearly leaned into her touch. “You didn’t have to Y/n…”

Truthfully you didn’t have to, Wanda had expressed how she was fine with you not celebrating the holiday, knowing how different your childhoods had been. She didn’t expect anything from you, a problem you wanted to change. You were capable enough for her to depend on you.

You blushed, enjoying the feel of Wanda’s fingers caressing the back of your neck. “But I want to, it’s custom to give your loved ones gifts and you’re mine.” You said sheepishly.

Wanda’s face softens at your words, keeping her gaze on you, searching for something more. And you think she’s going to close the distance but instead she moves her gaze to the door, squeezing your shoulders.

“Okay, but I’m afraid this’ll have to be quick.” She sighs “My Fathers due to be back soon, and you know how he feels about our relationship.”

At the mention of her father your expression turns into a slight grimace, the man was a governor, rich beyond belief and trying to get rid of old fashion ways. Including individuals such as yourself, outlaws. He had reason to, but still the thought of him left a bitter distaste in your mouth.

“He’ll learn to love me eventually.”

Wanda lets out a breathy chuckle, shaking her head in denial. “I highly doubt it, he’s very…traditional.”

Traditional. You hated that word.

“I could be traditional.” You tried to reason, even though you were the least bit traditional. It was worth a shot.

“With that rustic drawl of yours I’m not too sure Detka.” Wanda teased, leaning up to place a kiss on the corner of your lips. You wanted to correct her but she continued, “But that’s okay, personally I find it very charming.”

And then she closed the distance between you, savoring the way you let out a small sigh. You missed this, you missed her, you especially missed her touch. The way her hands guided yours down to her waist, encouraging you.

Wanda appreciated your kindness and respect towards boundaries. Making you all the more attractive in her eyes, the way you’d ask before anything, even hand holding, your charming gentleman like behavior. God, she wanted to rip those jeans off you.

You felt Wanda try to deepen the kiss which you eagerly gave into, granting her tongue permission. Her hands slipped inside your shirt, scratching the skin softly, causing your breath to hitch. Pulling away from the kiss with a gasp, resting your forehead against yours, catching your breath.

Wanda snickers between stolen kisses. “Damn it Wands…” You mumble affectedly, “This was ‘post to be about you.”

Pulling her head slightly away she stares up at you, a mischievous grin playing at her lips. “We have a couple minutes to spare, me and you.” Her hold tightened on your neck, pulling you in for another kiss. “I’ve missed you.”

Taking everything in you, you slow down the kiss much to Wanda’s disappointment. You chuckle shyly, remembering how she told you to be quick, ironic. “I’ve missed you too but not- today” You shudder with all seriousness, removing your hands from her hips.

“Mkay, I suppose we could wait for another moment.” She says, releasing her hold on you. “Besides you know I like taking my time with you.” She winks, laughing at your reaction.

“Quit teasin’ me…” You sigh, trying to shake off the blush dusting your cheeks, something that tended to happen with Wanda. The brunette only shrugged, feigning innocence. She took a hold of your wrist pulling you towards her bed, taking a seat and then patting the space beside her. Eagerly you settle in beside her, placing the gift on her lap.

“Open it.” You smile, anticipating the reaction.

Wanda fiddles with the present, tilting her head. “What is it?”

You snort “Well you won’t know until you open it Wands.”

Pursing her lips Wanda tugs on the strings, delicately unwrapping the gift which you didn’t really get, considering it wasn’t some high class material but kept quiet. Once the paper wrapping was off it revealed a rectangular shaped black leather box, it looked rather expensive. Feeling the leather Wanda confirmed her thoughts with widened eyes. Pure rich leather.

Her fingers traced the fabric, turning to stare at you. “Y/n what is this…” She whispered, you urged her to open the lid. And when she did the gasp that left her lips was almost comical. “Oh my gosh.”

“It’s a pendant.” You pointed out, feeling a little uncomfortable under her strong gaze. Did she like it? If only mind readers existed.

“Yes I know but, how?” She questioned, picking up the necklace before frowning. It was beautiful. “Detka…I don’t need you spending this much on me. This looks far too pricy.” Came her response, you sucked your teeth already expecting that answer from her. Wanda was never one to let you spoil her, knowing how much you made, odd considering you made a good amount…with a gun.

“Saving up money isn’t that hard, you’ve just gotta kill the right men to get it.” You smile sheepishly, a poor attempt to lighten the mood.

“Y/n.” Wanda glared, disliking your joke.

“I’m joking! Honest.” You laughed, putting your hands up in surrender. “Actually this jewel wasn’t so hard to find.”

“You found it?”

“Yup, mined it straight from that rock. Me and Barnes were chasing after a guy…” You hesitated, her raised eyebrow challenging you to finish that sentence. “To talk, down in the mines, when I found it. It reminded me of you, just like your eyes. So I plucked it open and took it to a jeweler. All's fair, no shooting involved.” You swore, crossing a finger across your heart.

Wanda just shook her head, rubbing her temple with her hand. You could tell she was upset at the revelation, she never appreciated hearing stories that could’ve killed you. Another thing you were trying to change, this one was more challenging as there were many people who wanted you dead, the difficult part was getting Wanda to understand that.

Both of you were stubborn that way.

“Does that…make it worse?” You asked carefully, debating whether to put a hand on her back, eventually deciding against and placing it back on your side. You didn’t want to overwhelm her. “I could get you one from the store if you’d like. I saw some real pretty ones there too.”

“That makes it all the more special to me, you mined it straight from the rock and fixed it up but you know how I feel about your ‘talks’.” She ended with a slightly twinge of annoyance. “I just worry about you and your job.”

You fiddled with the sheets underneath your fingertips, unsure what to say about that besides an apology. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to worry you.”

Worrying was something no one had ever cared to do for you in your lifetime, not until Wanda. The feeling was strange…and something to get used to. You tried to be more understanding towards Wanda’s feelings, having picked up a book or two on how to maintain a healthy relationship, and Wanda was gladly by your side throughout the process.

“Its fine really, so long as you come back to me alive.” She empathized the last word, giving you a stern look. You nodded your head, agreeing with her. Lifting up her chin, carrying a satisfied look by your response, she trusted you. “If not I’ll come back and kill you myself.”

“Honey, me and you both know that you don’t know your way around a revolver.” You teased, leaning in forward to grasp her hand and place a small peck on the back of it.

“Just like you don’t know your way around the kitchen?” She retorted smugly, causing your eyebrows to furrow.

“I know my way…my meals are cooked with the intent of survival.”

“Clearly taste isn’t a part of your ideologies of ‘survival’.” She sneered, you tried to hide your smile but ultimately failed, laughing along with her.

The atmosphere had shifted, no longer holding that same tension as it did before. Worries and insecurities had left you, laughing along with the girl you had grown to love. You loved moments like these, carefree ones. Ones where you didn’t have to worry about wild snakes or bandits trying something. Ones where you could be happy with the person you loved most.

Admiring your girlfriend you couldn’t help yourself but to lean forward and cup her chin, connecting your lips together. It was a quick kiss, one you pulled away from as quick as it started, not permitting Wanda the chance to kiss back.

Instead she stared at you in shock, cheeks red. You had initiated something. Feeling flustered from the attention you looked down at your lap in embarrassment, which was quickly overtaken by Wanda who threw herself on you in glee, pampering kisses all over your face.

“I love you.” She whispered, kissing your cheeks. “Even if you’re a reckless idiot who climbs up four story mansions, and is a part time bounty hunter.” A kiss to your nose “But you’re my idiot.” A kiss to your forehead “Forever.” And finally your lips.

“Forever?”

“Mhm, mind putting this on me?” She requested, grabbing the necklace chain. You nodded happily, watching her shift in your lap to get a better view. Gently you pushed her hair aside, bringing the jewelry round her neck. It took a couple of frustrating attempts to get inside the clasp but eventually you managed, closing it.

Wanda thanked you with another kiss before moving herself off your lap and standing to get a view of the necklace in the mirror. Pushing yourself off the bed, you followed your girlfriend into her closet, admiring how divine the jewel looked on her.

“You look gorgeous.” You sighed, hearts racing at just the sight of her.

Wanda smiled, toying with the jewel. “It’s very pretty, I love it, thank you.” She reassured, placing a hand on your shoulder and giving you a loving kiss on the cheek. You smile back at her, taking the initiative to bring your lips together this time, sharing a loving kiss. That’s all it was, love.

Wanda smiled happily into the kiss, proud of you for taking initiative again, slotting her arms back on your neck. Tilting her head to deepen the kiss she pulled away, “But you know what would’ve been nicer?”

“What?”

“A ring.”

“A ring?”

“If this was your way of claiming your mark on me, it was a nice attempt but usually people settle for rings.” She replied, playing with the baby hairs on the back of your neck. “Which I’m still waiting for, maybe that way you’ll have a reason to put that gun down for once. A family to come back to.”

A family.

Oh gosh.

Hoping it wasn’t embarrassingly obvious how much you enjoyed that idea, you barely managed to squeak out a small, “But you like the necklace right…?”

“Of course, it’ll be hard to take it off of me now.” Wanda retorted playfully “Unless you’re willing to try?”

“I um.” You swallowed dryly, definitely now you knew your face was looking as ripe as a tomato.

At your expression Wanda let out a hearty laugh, furthering your embarrassment. She slapped an arm at your chest playfully, “I’m just teasing Detka, breathe. Although I’m serious about that, I’ll wear it forever.”

“I’m glad you like it. Like really glad, I wasn’t too sure and Bucky wasn’t much help.” You said, recalling the way Bucky had fallen asleep midway through your shopping session in search of something for the girl.

“I can see that he's never been the romantic type, unless you count that disastrous encounter with Natasha as romance then, maybe.” Both of you cringed at the memory.

Sputters of a car garnered your attention distracting you from the girl in your arms. The noise sounded suspiciously like her fathers new automobile, quickly you removed your hands from Wanda’s body. Wanda too, let you go at impressive speeds, rushing to take a look outside the window. Peering outside she was met with the sight of her father, who was kicking the tire of his car, muttering curses under his breath.

Oh shit her father.

Oh shit Bucky.

“Bucky.” You gasped, collecting your things. “Shit shit shit, Buckys still outside.”

“My fathers here.” Wanda said through gritted teeth, your eyes widened, rushing to get out of there. Before you could get too far Wanda stopped you with a tug at your forearm, smacking a box at your chest.

“What’s this?” You questioned, eyebrows furrowed, pushing the box back to get a better look at it. Quickly Wanda tugged your chin to meet her, placing one last peck on your lips before pulling the window open.

“Christmas gift.” She explained, “I don’t like what you do, and this isn’t me encouraging it, but you’re my girlfriend and I love you. So that’s that, now go before I change my mind.”

You nodded your head dumbly, unsure what she meant by all that, but climbed out anyway, waving her goodbye with the box secured in your hands.

Once you reached the bottom it was only then that you realized what she meant by those words, a new rifle stood in your hands. One of the best models out there. Grinning widely you took no time in ripping it out of the box, oh how you loved this girl.

—

“Fouty fucking minutes.” Bucky snarled, still shaking the snow off his body. There wasn’t a single part of him that wasn’t white from head to toe. “Forty! You left me in the cold for Forty minutes!!” He shook his leather hat violently, slapping it around.

You sighed, taking the hat off your head and dusting yourself as well. In contrast you weren’t so full of snow, which just upset the man more. “I’m sorry Buck, I didn’t mean to take so long, but it was amazing.” The last part came out in awe.

Bucky placed his hat back on firmly, throwing a glare at you. He knew that voice, that puppy love coded tone of yours that only ever arose to haunt him when you were on the verge of an hour talk about Wanda. He debated shooting you right now before you started again.

“Forty minutes…I could’ve gotten frostbite you know, then who’s gonna cover you? Wanda? Like hell.” He muttered, narrowing his eyes at you when you pulled out your new rifle. One of the newest models too, he had to admit he was quite envious.

“She’s so amazing…”

“Are you even listening to me?!” He said exasperated, throwing his hands in the air.

“She gave me a gun…” You sighed dreamily, hugging the firearm to your chest. “Not just any gun Bucky, but a Winchester Model. The expensive good kind too.” You exclaimed, shaking him by the shoulders. His face scrunched up, smacking you away.

Bucky huffed from beside you, continuing to walk since you were too lovesick to lead. The building wasn’t too far from here. “She got me a good revolver too, you ain’t special.”

“Yeah but…mines better.”

“That doesn’t even- whatever you still took too damn long in there.”

“I haven’t seen her in weeks!” You whined, trying to defend yourself.

Bucky let out a grunt, rolling his eyes. “Yeah and you won’t see her in weeks, with all that back pain you’re gonna get.”

“What?”

“I call dibs on the good mattress, you fucked with me too much this time.” He shrugged, opening the door to your shared building.

“That’s not-”

“And by the way, I can still see her lipstick all over you.” He motioned to your face, before pointing down your neck. “You might wanna cover up those hickeys too, Bottom.”

“James!”

[cyb-organ]

finally caught up with fhjy

[naturesapphic]

Plowing

Yeehaw!wanda maximoff x southern!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, smut, strap-on, oral (reader receiving), cussing, Wanda’s muscles 🤭

Your girlfriend, wanda maximoff, just got done plowing the ground to get ready to plant some corn and wheat for this season. You were watching her from afar as she wheeled the plowing tool back into the shed and came over to you. “Fuck…I hate doing that thing.” She said as she went under the porch with you and sat by you on the rocking chair she built. “I know baby but just know…you looked really hot doing it. I wish you could plow me.” I said giggling and blushing while Wanda smirked at me.

“You really are a naughty little thing aren’t you sugar.” Wanda said under her breath just enough where you can hear her as she looks you up and down with lust in her eyes. “I’m sorry you just looked so good while you were working and your muscles was out and as you were sweating too.” You shyly said and Wanda’s smirk stayed. She got up from her chair and picked you up bridal style which made you squeal. “Wanda!” You said giggling as you wrap your arms around her neck. “What sugar? You said you wanted me to plow you…so that’s what I’m doing pumpkin…” wanda whispered in your ear which made you hot all over.

She carries you to y’all’s backyard where it’s nothing but grass and lays you down gently on it. “I’m gonna fuck this sweet little pussy so good that you will be screaming my name darling…” Wanda said hotly against your ear as her hands went wandering all over your body over your sundress you wore just for her. Wanda pulled away for a moment and looked down at you. “You look so beautiful sweet girl…all mine…now…arms up sugar.” Wanda demanded and you sat up and put your arms up. She pulled your dress off your body and left you in just your white cotton underwear.

“No bra? Hmmm…I bet you were expecting this weren’t you honeybun.” She asked you and you shyly nodded. Wanda smiled down at you and leaned down to take one of your rosy pink nipples between her lips and starts to suckle softly. You quietly moaned and buckled your hips against her and felt the strap on which made your pussy start pulsating in need. “Don’t worry darling…I’ll take care of you…shhh…it’s okay…” wanda reassured you and stood up to unzip her pants and take the fake cock out. She goes between your legs and slid the strap into you slowly. “F-fuck w-Wanda…” you whispered out and she leaned down to kiss your neck as she starts pounding into you.

“Mmmm…I love pounding this tight pussy baby…love making my sweet girl feel good…” she said in your ear as she keeps pounding into your pussy and increasing the speed with each passing moment. The slapping of y’all’s skin and y’all’s moans were heard everywhere, but thank goodness your neighbors lived miles away so no one could hear the both of you. Soon enough, you were having a toe curling, losing your voice type orgasm. Wanda didn’t immediately pull out, she instead helped you ride out your high with a few strokes here and there until you finally caught your breath. Then she pulled out and saw your pussy leaking with your cum which caused her to lick her lips and take off her hat which revealed her short brown curls. She immediately picked you up off the ground and put you on her shoulders with your pussy in her face and she dived in right again which made you moan out loud. “Oh fuck!!”

Her muscles were flexing as she was keeping you up with her arms on your back and one arm around your ass as she devoured you. “W-Wanda!” You moan out as she eased her tongue deep into your aching hole and started tongue fucking you which made you even crazier. You held on her head for dear life, fingers deep into her curls and legs right around her torso. “Fucking love this pussy…” Wanda mumbled against you and stuck her tongue back deep into you which made you cry out again. “B-baby! M’gonna cum!!” You said and she tapped your back three times to let you know that it was okay to let go and that’s exactly what you did. You had a other intense orgasm but this time it was in her warm and Wanda gently lapped you up until you were clean and until you were whining for her to stop because you were so sensitive.

She gently put you back down and your legs started wobbling. “Fuck…Wanda! I can barley walk now..” you poured at her and she chuckled at you. “No problem sugar, I don’t mind carrying you for the time being, let’s get cleaned up, we are both stinky and smelly.” She said as she leaned down to give you a loving kiss on your forehead which made you smile as she lead y’all into the house. You definitely need to watch Wanda more often as she works.

A/n: I hope y’all enjoyed! I got inspired by something I saw and decided to put it as a imagine. Requests are open for her and for my other characters I write. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here’s my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all!

[wandapinkay]

ArtFight revenges so far! Beeg post.. ✨

@/kamryn | @homeofthewhopper @thiinka | @/CutieCat48 @/C354R__ | @/ExidyWarlock

[awesomeartists]

By Wanda Kerr

[wandas-luvr]

thinking thoughts about wanda w a lil southern accent pls someone talk to me about it

[aparticularbandit]

I want to feel bad for putting chaos gremlin characters in apple bottom jeans and/or boots with the fur but like.

They are trolls.

They honestly absolutely would do this themselves.

Just to make someone facepalm.

It's the same as a pun. But visual. Same groans in reaction.

And. They. Love. It.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

I don’t think we talk about Wanda with a gun enough 😩 Like I know she has her powers but can you imagine her with a glock?!?! I’m wet

WANDA WITH A GUN KINK SAVE ME

putting it between ur lips :3 makin u suck on it tellin you… “that’s right darlin’ suck on mommy’s strap”

(Hehe get it bc strap also means gun)

[merlucide]

COUPLE COSTUMES W/ BLLK BOYS!

notes: ITS HALLOWEEN!! yippee!! Trying out a different style ig so??

characters: Shidou, Bachira, Isagi, Reo, Sendou, Rin, Aiku

warnings: fem!reader, can be read as Gn! Tho:) flirting in aiku’s! light cursing

SHIDOU RYUSEI 

angel + devil

Can’t go wrong with this classic! Ryusei is the one who suggested this costume, saying “Babe you’ve already got the horns sooo,” you smacked him for that. Though you did wear the devil costume while he went as the angel. Which it was a bit funny because it’s the total opposite of you two. You both ran around in the dark crowded streets, without a care in the world. Iconic, I fear.

BACHIRA MEGURU

Stitch + Angel (Lilo + Stitch)

Bachira has ALWAYS dressed up for Halloween, in fact, skipping out would be a crime! He loves animated movies and Lilo + Stitch was like a comfort movie to him. You both ordered the onsies a size to big so you guys would be drowning in it. You guys got a couple strange looks while out trick-or-treating by some younger kids. One kid told you guys “You’re too old for trick-or-treating!” To which your stubborn boyfriend’s response was “Nuh uh!”They were just jealous that your costumes were better 😘

ISAGI YOICHI

Bo Peep + Woody (Toy Story)

He wasn’t really planning on dressing up, maybe going as men in black but that’s as creative Yoichi gets. So you obviously decided the costumes, which had his mom fawn at how cute you both were (thanks Mrs Isagi!). You looked all darlin’ in your big hoop skirt and bonnet, and Yoichi in his cow print vest and signature cowboy hat. For pictures, he was stiff as a board—but we still love him!

MIKAGE REO

Victor + Emily (Corpse Bride)

Now Reo is 101% onboard for couple costumes. Are you kidding me?! It’s his DREAM.(ahem, following behind winning the World Cup and a few other things, but yk) And Reo, being the romantic that he is, adored the costume idea the second you suggested it! He stayed perfectly still while you applied some eyeliner and contoured his face, watching you with a soft blush. He is absolutely mesmerized at your costume, how you manage to pull of anything never fails to amaze him. Your friends and fans blew up social media with posts about how cute you looked, calling it “couple goals!”

SENDOU SHUTO

Wanda + Cosmo (Fairly OddParents)

Now, Sendou was against the idea, saying “…yeah that’s.. neat… but I’d look cooler as like a knight yk?”. To which you retorted with how it’s perfect for the two of you! So, a few fairly oddparents episodes later, and a bit of buttering him up, he agreed. And he ended up loving it! Feels a bit embarrassed about the fairy wings n all, but anything for his baby!

ITOSHI RIN

Robin + Starfire (DC titians)

The second you said “Couple Costume” Rin immediately shut you down. He loves you, really he does—just maybe not enough to torture himself in a cheesy Spirit Halloween costume. Oh… shit- well, maybe he does… He caved in but refused, REFUSED to wear the Teen Titans version, only the Nightwing one. He needs to look cool at least okay?? Thinks you look real pretty in your costume, maybe he’ll tell you, maybe he won’t. 🤭

OLIVER AIKU

Cat + Mouse

Yes it’s basic, but it’s cute, okay? Or it just works with the dynamic.. shh! The costume was his idea, if you couldn’t have figured it out. He had other ideas, that were, um, less appropriate. sir this is a Halloween party, not the strip club. He calls you his “little mouse” all night, along with plenty of lewd n’ crude, flirty remarks designed to get you flustered. But oh, how the tables turn when you make a bold, sneaky move to catch him off guard. Now you can smirk and say, “What? Cat got your tongue?”

FEEDBACK ALWAYS APPRECIATED!!

made October 31st 2024

[naturesapphic]

gonna request some cowgirl!wanda x gn!reader where she comes by reader's house on horseback and r is completely in love with her

New partner in town

Cowgirl!wanda maximoff x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff and cowgirl!wanda being a complete sweetheart

It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was out and there was a bit of wind to keep down the heat. You were out of your house, tending to the animals when you hear horse hooves in the distance coming your way. You looked up confused and saw a girl you’ve never met before, riding a beautiful black midnight horse. Your breath got caught in your throat at the beauty that his random woman shows and you felt your knees weaken when she stops near you.

She steps off the horse and walks over to you, giving you a friendly smile. “Well howdy there sugar. My name is Wanda. Wanda maximoff.” She said sweetly and held out her hand to shake yours. “It’s nice to meet you Wanda. I’m guessing you are new here in town?” You asked her as you shake her soft yet firm hand and give her a shy smile which she slightly smirks at. “I sure am. My family and I moved here from Louisiana.” She said as she put her thumbs in her front pockets, giving you a sweet smile that makes your knees buckle.

“That’s great! What brings y’all down here?” You questioned softly and she gave you a small smile. “We wanted to start over…our farm didn’t do well and we needed new land and a whole new place where we could. So we decided to move here and I’m glad we did…or else I wouldn’t meet a sweet thing like yourself.” Wanda winked which caused you to blush red like a apple. A sudden barking interrupted y’all’s conversation and your dog comes running up to Wanda wagging his tail at her. “Well who’s this?” Wanda smiled as she bent down and started petting him. “This is butter nut squash, but we call him butternut, butter, nut, or sometimes shithead.” You said sheepishly as Wanda let out a huge belly laugh.

“That’s an adorable name. Cute and adorable just like her mama.” Wanda said smirking as you shifted in your spot nervously. Wanda stood up and looked down on her watch which caused her to slightly frown. “I hate to run but I’m supposed to help my pa and brother with some chores. I’ll see you later yeah? I’m down a few miles away from your house if you ever want to stop by sugar.” Wanda winked and took a bow while taking off her hat in the process. “I’ll see you later darling.” She stated and went back on her horse and rode away. You just stood there, mesmerized by her. Fuck.

A/n: I didn’t exactly know how to end it sofmdkdkd but I hope y’all enjoy the first imagine of cowgirl!wanda. Requests are open for her and for my other characters I write. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here’s my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all!

[wandasslut3000]

Mommy’s milk

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, mommy!kink, enchanted strap on, oral (w receiving), overstimulation, heavy breeding kink, possessiveness, cum play, fingering, cream pie, masturbation, cunnilingus, dirty talk, lactation kink, missionary, thigh riding, praise, marking, pet names, cock warming, cowboy, pregnancy

WC: 1.5k

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"Oh darling you look so pretty like that, mouth all stuffed with mommy's cock."

She smiles down at you, one of your hands on your knees while the other was gripping the base of the strap, your head bobbing up and down the toy.

You whimper, looking up at her with teary eyes as her fingers thread through your hair. You could feel your wetness growing with every touch she gives you, every word that leaves her lips.

She pulls you back, a little string of saliva being the only thing connecting you with the toy, the sight making Wanda throb.

"Those lips look so pretty detka, come up here and show mommy how well you can use them."

You smile, getting up from the bedroom floor and pushing her back onto the mattress, kissing her deeply. Wanda positions herself so that she's sitting up on the headboard, cock glistening, practically calling for you.

Her hands land on your hips, lifting them to help you straddle her. The strap slowly sinks into you, your lip trembling as you take it to the hilt.

"Aww, mama's baby's all filled up huh?" You nod, breathing heavily as you feel your walls clamp around the toy.

When you try to lift yourself in order to ride her, Wanda's grip on you tightens. You look at her slightly confused, a dark smirk on her face as she eyes you up and down.

"Unbutton my shirt." Your shaky hands do exactly as she says. Her pants and underwear had been discarded long ago, however she'd made sure of keeping on her top on.

This was because Wanda had a special surprise.

Unbeknownst to you, she'd ordered lactation hormones a few weeks prior. Her fantasies getting the better of her as she started taking them daily.

Her breasts had become more sensitive, swelling up slightly as her pert nipples were practically dripping.

When you took off her blouse, you'd noticed two wet spots staining her bra, your eyes widened and you looked up at her with a curious expression.

Wanda reaches behind her and unclips her bra, you whimper at the feeling of her shifting inside you. You stare at her chest as you feel your heart beat faster.

"Go on pretty girl."

You shiver, leaning down to take her nipple into your mouth, sucking on it and feeling the sweet liquid spirt down your throat. You moan around her, Wanda's hand holding the back of your head.

"There you go Y/n, you like that?" You nod around her. Her hips buck up, making her hit a special spot inside you. When you try to pull back, her grip on your hair tightens.

"Nuh uh, you're gonna take everything I give you, mommy's gonna fill that little tummy up." Her finger trailing down your skin and her palm gripping onto your stomach.

Your eyes shut at her words and you start to hear your wetness squelching with each thrust.

"Aww, does that turn you on detka? How cute."

"Yes mommy." you mumble against her. She smiles, her hand slipping down from your stomach, between your legs and playing with your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Wanda pulls you back from her for a moment, making you switch to her other nipple. She gasps, her hips flinching deeper into you as you feel yourself get closer to your release, clenching around her.

"Gonna fuck you full of mommy's babies, get you to make your own milk for me."

She wraps her arms around your waist, your legs trembling as you feel her cock pulse inside you. You look at her with doe eyes, "Please mama, fill me up."

"Cum with me princess, make a mess all over mommy’s cock." You lose it, that special spot inside you being hit repeatedly and making your eyes roll. You orgasm fazing through you without mercy.

Your hands hug her close, your body trembling as you feel Wanda's cum spill inside you. She grabs your chin, kissing you roughly and tasting herself on your tongue.

This time you pull yourself back, your hands going to her shoulders as you start to ride her, your gaze landing on her swollen nipples and her puffy lips.

"Oh- oh mommy, you make me feel so good- I want mama's babies to grow inside me, wanna get full of mommy's cum."

This awakens something in her. She flips you over, a squeal escaping you at the sudden movement.

Your legs are left spread apart as she practically impales you. You wrap them around her, keeping her close and your arms wrap around her neck.

Your foreheads pressed together as you both breathe into each other’s mouths. "I love you mommy, so so much."

This makes her smile, leaning down to kiss you again as she feels herself getting closer to her release.

"Mommy loves you more princess, you're so perfect, fuck- this body was made for me."

“All yours.. mmph- I’m all yours.”

You feel yourself getting closer and closer to your peak, "Ah- uh.. uph- mommy I'm gonna cum." Wanda's eyes shut at the noises you make, the sounds of your love echoing the room before you wail in pleasure.

Her seed paints your walls once more and you feel it ooze into your cervix, legs twitching as she gradually slows down.

Her lips find yours as she pulls out, making you whine against her. Her kisses trail down your neck, chest and stomach. Sucking a light mark on your navel.

She inspects your cunt, a blush tainting your cheeks from feeling so exposed to her. Her white juices sticking to your labia as she notices your hole clench around nothing.

Wanda smirks, gripping onto your thighs and licking a stripe up your slit. You whimper, your core still sensitive from the fucking you'd just received.

"Shh baby, just gonna clean you up." She swirls her tongue around your clit, your head falls back and you gasp. Your pearl throbbing as she sucked on it.

Your hand grips on her hair, your hips bucking into your face as you hear her loudly slurp your bundle of nerves. "Mommy- mommy! It feels so good!"

She doesn't let up, her fingers toying with your dripping hole, slipping her fingers into you and working you just as she had hundreds of times before.

"You taste so sweet." She mumbles against your little hairs as they tickle her lips.

"I'm gonna cum again mama," Wanda feels her strap pulse, her mouth doubling its efforts in bringing you pleasure.

You have your third orgasm of the night, your pussy practically leaking as you let Wanda lick you up, your eyes crossing for a moment at the sensation.

She gets onto her knees, and you watch her with your half lidded eyes. Her hand grabs her cock and she starts jerking herself off, throwing her head back as she feels herself reach her peak.

Her load squirts out onto you, painting your lower stomach and pussy, a moan of your name leaving her lips. You look down, taking a finger and collecting some of her seed onto it.

You make eye contact with her as you pop it into your mouth, groaning around it as if it was the best thing you'd ever tasted.

Wanda's pupils dilate drastically at the sight. She uses her magic to make the member between her legs vanish, her wet pussy pressing itself onto your thigh.

One hand lands on your stomach to hold herself up as she dragged herself against your thigh, the other grabbing your arm and pulling you to sit up.

Both of her hands move back to grip onto your hair as she guides you back into her chest, making you taste her again as you practically suck her dry.

You press kisses onto her breasts, leaving marks on them as she continues you grind on you, you feel her clit and outer lips against your skin with each thrust.

Your hands move to grip at her ass, pulling her closer to you and helping her reach her climax. She leans down and practically shoves her tongue into your mouth.

The both of you lose balance and fall back onto the mattress, erupting into a fit of giggles. Wanda wraps her legs around your waist as she settles on top of you, her head against your chest as you kiss her forehead.

"Wands... do you really think it'll work?" She looks up at you, a smile on her lips as she nods her head.

"Trust me detka, you'll be a mommy for me soon enough." She kisses the bottom of your jaw.

A month later, your hands shake at the sight of the positive pregnancy test. Your eyes tearing up as you and Wanda both share a look of excitement.

You were going to have her baby.

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Wanda and Y/N attend a cowboy themed costume party…

Y/N: howdy there ma’am

Wanda: howdy yourself cowboy

Y/N: I don’t normally say this but I’d be your huckleberry

Wanda: hmm…why don’t we go somewhere more private for a taste test? (winks)

Y/N: well don’t mind if-

Tony: why do you two have to flirt so much?!

Y/N: it was in my marriage vows to this magnificent woman, Stark!

Wanda: well this magnificent woman wants to take this cowboy for a ride

Wanda playfully pulls Y/N out of the room…

[isagrimorie]

I'm rewatching WandaVision to edit a gif and then had to stop when Agatha claimed she was being patient with Wanda:

And I laughed right here.

And then she mentioned she was gently nudging Wanda awake.

That was where I hit pause and chuckled because IMO, she was neither gentle nor patient. I guess Agatha let Wanda play things out for a few days.

Rio was IMO, a lot more gentle nudging Agatha awake.

Every time Agatha as Agnes looked like she was struggling, Rio went back to humoring 'Agnes' so she wouldn't break Agatha's brain.

Rio seemed more ready to humor Agatha with a twinkle in her eye without being condescending. Also, I suppose Rio being who she is, could see both the reality of what Agatha saw in the hex while existing in the real world.

She even found a way to get 'photos' of Jane Doe to present to Agatha.

Also, Rio's question "Is this really how you see yourself?" holds so much more weight now (as of episode 7).

Because as we learn more, Detective Agnes really isn't that far off from our Agatha. But it's interesting how Agatha saw herself, as not the villain everyone, including possibly herself, thought she was.

In this self-sustained hex (both Rio and Billy Teen pointed out that Agatha was keeping herself in the distorted self) Agatha saw herself as a Brilliant but unorthodox cowboy Detective, who would bend any law to solve a case.

Being observant and keeping things close to her chest must have done a lot to help Agatha survive through the centuries. I bet when the detective genre started gaining ground, Agatha loved it.

I won't be surprised if Agatha was actually a fan of the Noir Detective stories, but imagined herself as both the Detective and the Femme Fatale.

It's funny, genuinely funny to me that Rio was more patient but it might be because Rio is dealing with Agatha. Rio is angry with Agatha but she didn't take out her anger on Agatha while she was helpless and trapped in a hex. She still cared for Agatha because the opposite of love isn't hate, it's apathy. And she's not apathetic about Agatha at all!

[literaryvein-reblogs]

can you do a blog about the main types of book genres there are if you haven't already? and how to know what you're writing?

Types of Book Genres

Mystery. Follows a crime (like a murder or a disappearance) from the moment it is committed to the moment it is solved. Mystery novels are often called “whodunnits” because they turn the reader into a detective trying to figure out the who, what, when, and how of a particular crime. Most mysteries feature a detective or private eye solving a case as the central character.

Thriller. According to the New York Public Library, thrillers gradually build anxiety and suspense. Examples of thrillers include “Gone Girl” by Gillian Flynn, “All Her Little Secrets” by Wanda M. Morris and “The Silent Patient” by Alex Michaelides. ⚜ Psychological Thriller

Horror. “Carrie” by Stephen King, “The Haunting of Hill House” by Shirley Jackson and Edgar Allen Poe’s work are all under the umbrella of horror. These works are intended to frighten audiences and elicit a feeling of dread, according to the CDE.

Historical Fiction. Historical fiction takes place in a historical setting, the CDE notes. Some examples of historical fiction include “The Prophets” by Robert Jones, Jr. and “The Four Winds” by Kristin Hannah.

Romance. Romance Writers of America (RWA) noted that romance refers to optimistic and emotionally satisfying stories that focus on a central love story. “The Love Hypothesis” by Ali Hazelwood and “Red, White and Royal Blue” by Casey McQuiston are both romance novels.

Western. Primarily set in the American Old West between the late 18th century and late 19th century and tell the stories of cowboys, settlers, and outlaws exploring the western frontier and taming the Wild West.

Bildungsroman. Translates to “novel of education” or “novel of formation,” chronicles a character’s journey from young innocence to worldly adulthood. This is a specific type of coming-of-age story in which the character gains knowledge and experience, even as innocence is lost.

Speculative Fiction. Refers to genres not based in reality, including work with magical, supernatural or otherwise imagined elements. Essentially, speculative fiction is the opposite of mimetic fiction. The category includes subgenres like fantasy, science-fiction, dystopian fiction and more, Witcover noted.

Science Fiction. This genre often involves science and technology of the future. Science fiction is frequently set in space or a different universe or world. It often uses some real theories of science.

Fantasy. According to the California Department of Education (CDE), fantasy "invites suspension of reality." The genre encompasses stories that wouldn't happen in real life, often set in another world or including magical elements.

Dystopian fiction. Imagines a future place in cataclysmic decline.

Action and Adventure. The tension of the protagonist’s journey in an adventure story creates a pulse-pounding, adrenaline-pumping storyline. Dramatic car chases, secret missions, and violent fight scenes often pop up in famous action stories. Great action writing draws in your audience, getting their adrenaline pumping as they turn the page.

Nonfiction (Memoir: Stories from an author’s life that offer a firsthand account of events are called memoirs. According to Reader's Digest, some highly-recommended memoirs include “I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings” by Maya Angelou and “Spare” by Prince Harry. ; Autobiography: a nonfiction (true) account of someone’s life. It is written by the subject of the autobiography; Biography: tell the story of a notable person’s life, written by someone other than the subject. Some examples are “Into the Wild” by Jon Krakauer, which tells the story of the adventurer Chris McCandless, and “The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks” by Rebecca Skloot.)

Food and Travel. Cookbooks, food history books, travel guides and travel memoirs all fall under this category that includes “The Omnivore's Dilemma” by Michael Pollan and “My Life in France” by Julia Child.

Humor. Strong humor writers have a way of spotting the patterns of life and bringing them to the surface at exactly the right moment.

Young Adult. YA books are intended for readers between 12 and 18 years old, according to Smithsonian Magazine. Some examples include “The Hunger Games” by Suzanne Collins and “The Hate U Give” by Angie Thomas.

Children's Fiction. Many classic examples of children’s literature are picture books, including “Where the Wild Things Are” by Maurice Sendak or “Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus” by Mo Willems. Scholastic noted most picture books are intended for children up to seven years old.

Knowing your Genre. The world of literature abounds with different genres.

Although every literary genre has its own trends and defining characteristics, the divisions between these categories aren't always clear. Whether you’re picking another book off the shelf or plotting out your new novel, learning more about genre can help you decide what comes next.

If you want to become a writer, there are a number of reasons to learn about genres, according to Paul Witcover, associate dean of the online Master of Fine Arts (MFA) in Creative Writing program at Southern New Hampshire University (SNHU).

“I feel it’s important for writers to have an understanding of genre because it will impact how their books are marketed, as well as how they are perceived by publishers,” he said. “But I also think writers can be too concerned with genre.”

Although he encourages writers to learn about the subject, Witcover noted a tendency for overly rigid ideas about the distinctions between genres. “Concepts of genre are more fluid than writers may believe,” he said. It's important to keep that fluidity in mind.

Genre is determined by need and audience expectation. Its set functions are determined by its social need.

Broadly speaking, the fiction world is divided into 2 segments: literary fiction and genre fiction.

Literary fiction typically describes the kinds of books that are assigned in high school and college English classes, that are character driven and describe some aspect of the human condition. Pulitzer Prize and National Book Award winners tend to come from the literary fiction genre.

Genre fiction has a more mainstream, populist appeal. It traditionally comprises genres such as romance, mystery, thriller, horror, fantasy, and children’s books.

Some genre writers straddle a line between genre-focused commercial fiction and the traditions of literary fiction.

Traditionally, there are 4 broader categories of genre:

Fiction: Imagined or invented literature is called fiction, Writers & Artists noted. Examples of fiction titles include “1984” by George Orwell and “Little Fires Everywhere” by Celeste Ng.

Nonfiction: According to Writers & Artists, nonfiction refers to fact-based works. Some nonfiction titles include “The Body Keeps Score” by Bessel van der Kolk and “I Am Malala” by Malala Yousafzai, and “Essentials of Classic Italian Cooking” by Marcella Hazan.

Poetry: Britannica defines poetry as “literature that evokes a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience or a specific emotional response through language chosen and arranged for its meaning, sound and rhythm.” Poetry incorporates poetic elements and encompasses the work of writers like Maya Angelou, Robert Frost, Amanda Gorman and Richard Siken.

Drama: Dramatic literature refers to texts of plays that can be read for their literary value as well as performed, according to Britannica. Dramas include stage directions and specific formatting not found in prose or verse. Some of the most studied dramas are Shakespeare’s plays, like “Hamlet” and “Romeo and Juliet.” You might be familiar with other dramas, too, like “Death of a Salesman” and “The Crucible” by Arthur Miller or August Wilson’s Century Cycle of 10 dramas depicting the Black experience in the U.S. throughout the 20th century, including “The Piano Lesson” and “Fences.”

Although most writing falls into at least one of these 4 categories, the edges are a bit blurred, and there can be overlap.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 ⚜ More: Writing Notes & References

It seems the general advice is to learn about the different genres first, and try to see which elements your story has that align with them. Perhaps start with the broader categories first, then narrow it down to the major genres, until you identify which specific subgenre your story fits. And it's fine if they overlap, as this happens with most novels. Hope this helps!

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

I need more of this

Am I the only one who thinks she could be so rough that she manages to break the bed. So our handy cowgirl Wanda goes and makes her own reinforced bed. 😫😫😫 uh, I want her.

OMG and she adds a section to the bed that she can tie her ropes through for when she wants to restrain you <3