#cowgirl!Wanda Maximoff

[maximotts]

Number four with cowgirl Wanda please 😵‍💫 My free use queen

cowgirl Wanda my love my life 💖 uhmmm have some not so secret barn loft sex

cw: 18+ minors dni; smut, dry humping, strap-ons, previously agreed upon free use/dubcon if you really squint hard

"Do you want them to hear?"

“It was real sweet of you to come all the way down here just to bring me lunch.”

Wanda shouldn’t have been able to sound so innocent while tearing at your clothes, tugging the thin straps of your sundress from your shoulders just to let it fall and bunch at your waist. You also should’ve known better than to think she was innocently asking you to sit on your lap to ‘rest’ after finishing off the sandwich you’d brought her from the house.

Truly you’d known since she led you up to the barn’s hayloft, but Wanda left so early that morning, her side of the bed cold by the time you woke up, and you’d missed her terribly ever since. “Well I haven’t seen you all day, Wands. I needed to make sure you weren’t working yourself to death down here- ah!”

The brunette’s mouth latched onto your breast then, free hand coming to massage the other as you scrambled to keep yourself balanced. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I won’t let you fall.”

The pair of you continued on like that for a while, Wanda keeping busy with sucking your tits as you tugged her tied back hair and stammered out praises. Impatient as you were, shaky hands fell to your girlfriend’s jeans, fumbling through unbuckling her belt just to grind your hips down to hers hard, silently begging for the strap on nestled between her legs.

“Always so needy to be filled, is that what you want?” Her hand snuck under your dress and, upon searching for underwear and instead finding your bare pussy, Wanda nipped at the underside of your breast. “Came down all by yourself with nothing on under this thin little dress? Naughty little bunny.”

There was no denying it, having hoped that one way or another, your midday visit would result in the sex you’d missed out on this morning. But who could blame you when your girlfriend was always so enticing? “I need you so bad, please.. I’ll beg so prettily for you.”

You’d put on your best pout, stroking Wanda’s cheek much too gently for the carnal need buzzing between you both. She lined the toy up to your entrance without another word, dying to fuck you just as much as you needed to be consumed by her. “Go on and beg, baby. Let me hear you.”

“Oh fuck, yes!” You moaned, sinking down onto her cock in one fluid motion. Your knees shook against the old wood of the loft, head falling into the crook of Wanda’s neck as she bucked up into your tight hole. “Feels so good, don’t stop—“

“That’s it, take what you need, pretty thing.” Wanda held your hips in a relaxed grip, allowing you to ride her however you pleased while she enjoyed the show.

It was just as you’d set the perfect pace that the large barn doors below opened, Natasha’s and Carol’s voices filling the otherwise empty building. Instinct had you backing off, but Wanda wouldn’t let you, fingers digging into your sides. “Stop it, we can’t! Someone’s here!”

“Shhh,” Wanda smirked when you shook your head, gripping your ass so roughly you yelped- much louder than you’d have liked. “Do you want them to hear?”

She didn’t stop there, refusing to be denied when she’d been so looking forward to this loft rendezvous, and soon your back met a scratchy bed of hay, Wanda driving into you more determined than ever. Wanda couldn’t care less if her friends heard what was happening up here; it wouldn’t be the first time they’d accidentally overheard and it probably wouldn’t be the last. “I bet it only turns you on more, thinking about everyone wanting to listen in on how pretty you sound getting fucked dumb.”

“N-No, I-” Realistically you didn’t stand a chance, tiny whimpers already escaping despite your best efforts to keep quiet. She held your hands above your head, keeping your body on display as she had her way with you and damn it, if it wasn’t so hot, you wouldn’t be struggling so intently to meet her hips with each thrust.

Wanda started to circle your neglected clit then and the last of your performative defiance faltered, legs falling open with a wanton moan. “You promised to beg, so you’d better not have been lying or I’ll leave you here with an ass so red you’ll be crying for me to carry you home.”

[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!

[themilfsland]

Lemme taste my bee-sweetenin’

Pairing(s): Cowgirl farmer Wanda x fem!reader

Summary: a daily life with your cowgirl farmer girlfriend and how you deal with her little obsession.

content: Top Wanda (she denies her bottom vibe), bottom Reader (until Wanda changes her mind), teasing, praising, pet names, mention of punishment, food playing (?), smut, denying, oral kink.

The best-known honey farmer, living in a small and cozy ranch with her girlfriend. But it's not only the pure and sweet honey syrup that is famous, everyone from the village knows how delicious and fresh her handmade honeybuns are. All too ordinary from the neighbors' views, maybe because they don't know the peculiar things about your life as a couple.

Wanda is obsessed with you. To be more specific, she is obsessed with your taste. It's not a surprising matter for you since you figured out she has an oral kink. Every time she bakes her handmade honeybun she asks for your help to try the fresh honey. Although, she never gives you a spoon to do it. The first time you waited for her to hand you the tool to try the honey, but she never did. You get it now. Dipping your finger into the bowl to get some of the syrup then taking it into your mouth to taste it, your eyes straight to hers, never losing her gaze. And it's always the same dialogue.

Wanda: and...? Is it good, sugar?

Y/n: hmmm it's delicious.

Wanda: ya sure? Hmm let me try some.

You keep with the tradition, your finger getting more honey from the bowl, directing it to her mouth, making a little mess on her lips as if you're applying lipstick with your finger, you feel her heavy breath before she runs her tongue over her lips to clean it. Mesmerized by her slow movements, she knows she's always teasing you.

But Wanda wants more and you never deny to her. Honestly, this is what she has been waiting for all this time. Your finger inside her mouth. The sweet taste mixing with the filling you are giving to her with your finger drives her mind dizzy. Usually, you let her play the way she wants, circling her tongue around your finger and sucking it at her own pace. Still, sometimes you like to tease her too, holding her jaw with your fingers pressing firmly on her cheeks while your index finger is inside her mouth, still sticky with honey, making deep in and out movements. The eyes full of pleasure and the muffled moans she gives to you cause your sore core to drip every time.

You love this side of Wanda. The way you encouraged her to let this desire flourish she doesn't even need to use an excuse to taste something from your fingers anymore, she just takes your fingers. In fact, her need to feel and taste you made your entire body an aim. It's so hot and lustful but still so vulnerable from her. You state that because you know how Wanda likes to have control and she makes you very aware of that, especially when you start forgetting your place.

The weekends have a special routine for you and Wanda. In other words, you have a particular rule to follow. No panties. You thought it was just a temporary teasing from her but you learned with some punishments it's a serious rule to follow, and one of her favorites.

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Another Sunday morning waking up with the smell of coffee and pancakes, or flapjacks as she likes to call. You smile spontaneously, stretching out on the bed but not lying that you wish a little to have the warmth of your girlfriend's body beside you. It was really hard for you, in the beginning, to get used to her early bird clock, but what could you complain? She is a determined farmer, the best, your cowgirl.

Leaving your thoughts behind, you get up still sleepy and follow her rule, took off your panties, and put the pajamas shorts back on. Following that appetizing smell, you go down the stairs toward the kitchen.

Her gaze catches you immediately when you enter the room, she gives you a soft smile and a welcome "Good morning, my sleepy bunny". Even with the smooth tone she used, you noticed how her hungry eyes scanned over your entire body, you felt as if you are undressed. Well, almost like that, the white pajamas that you are wearing with cute strawberries stamped on it was a gift that she gave you weeks ago, comfortable but maybe a little small for your regular size. And It's obvious Wanda does that on purpose, but you honestly don't mind, you like the way she cares about picking out your clothes once in a while.

You walk towards her embrace, it's definitely your favorite place to be, in her arms. She gives a soft kiss on your cheeks before she snuggles her face in your neck, smelling your sweet scent, maybe she's addicted to it too.

Wanda: Did you sleep well, sweetpie?

She asks while picking some shy kisses on your neck making you shiver a little.

Y/n: Yes, I did! But I missed you in our bed when I woke up, you know...

You start feeling the warmth of her body running through your clothes and you wonder why she's always this hot. You have to adjust yourself when you felt her fingertips patting your arm.

Wanda: Ohh I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up, but see, I had to leave bed early to make all these good treats to my pumpkin.

Seeing all those yummy foods on the table makes your mouth water and thinking it became her routine of always doing this, only for you, your heart melts.

Y/n: Well, it sounds like an acceptable excuse, also the smell is sooo good. I may forgive you…

Wanda: It's all for you, sugar....and you're all for me.

She whispers the last sentence while her hand traces the way to your breast, still over your t-shirt she grabs and squeezes gently, just to take a moan from your mouth. Her lips pressed your neck and you can feel that she gave a sly smile with that. You feel the pressure of her thumb rubbing on your nipples, the fine fabric of your t-shirt brushing your skin, the overstimulation is already too much for you to think.

Before she gives you a short break, she makes sure to press her fingers over your upper breast, exactly the spot where she left some of her marks days ago. "I have to map your body with my mouth and make spots in your skin where I'm gonna hide my little treasures" is what she says. And well, she truly does a good job by that. Your thoughts are cut off by her teasing voice and her hand lowering until she holds firmly your ass.

Wanda: but you know, there is one ingredient that is left here.

You know exactly what she's referring to, but you like to play the dumb role, genuinely this is what she's expecting you to do too, she loves when you use your words.

Y/n: hmm really? What would this ingredient be then?

Wanda: It's the honey, my honey, actually.

She says softly, her hand that once was in your ass now is putting the soft material of your shorts to the side, and you give a low whimper due to her act. You only realize how soaked you're when she touches your sensitive folds, her fingers exploring your pussy with slow movements to dampen it with your arousal.

Wanda: oh darlin', you're so wet for me already.

You moan louder than you are expecting by hearing that. She is close to getting what she wants.

Wanda: But I need more, pumpkin, you know that, right? Your soaked and throbbing pussy to taste. C'mon, give me what I want.

That's her game. She noticed a long time ago how her praisings and teasing words cause over you, so she always takes advantage of that. The more she says the more you get wetter, it's like a magic trick she played on you and an infinity source of your taste to her.

Wanda: Lemme taste my bee-sweetenin’, hm?

Your wish is to beg her to thrust her fingers right inside you, but you know it would be in vain. It's her ritual, she presses her fingers harder on your clit, and it's the sign that they are wet enough. You are only able to whine louder and try to keep your legs straight. Then she tastes you. Licking her fingers close to your face just to give you the best view of her tongue taking every drop of your arousal.

Wanda smirks when you bite your own lips and set your hands on her waist. The aching between her legs is the manifestation that she needs more of you. She takes your hands off her and gets down on her knees while making you lean on the counter and spread your legs. The fabric of your pajamas is so soft that she doesn't even bother to take your shorts off, instead, she puts them aside, again, she loves it when your mess makes your clothes sticky.

You whimper when you feel her breath close to your skin, leaving soft kisses on your inner thigh until her lips touch superficially your damped folds, just for teasing you. Her tongue presses for a space, then she traces a path from your cunt to your clit. You don't know if the wetness you feel is her saliva or your arousal anymore, it's all messy and soggy.

Her patience starts to fade when she intensifies her movements, grabbing firmly your thighs to spread even more your legs, your hand threaded through her hair. She thrusts her tongue inside you, taking your arousal to your entrance until you feel you're almost dripping. You angle your hips and pull her head toward you, seeking more contact with her mouth, you need her deeply and faster inside you.

Y/n: ughh faster Wanda, do your job with your mouth.

She stops immediately and looks up to you.

Wanda: what did you just say?

Y/n: ohh no no, I.. I- I just need you.

A heavy regret covering all your thoughts. You know your place, you have to do what she says and take what she gives, it's not that difficult. You are just pathetic to think that she could give some control to you for once. Well, maybe one day, but not today.

Wanda: I don't like the tone you used to me.

Y/n: I know, I'm sorry, Wanda, please.

Already on her feet, she stares at you with disappointed bitter eyes. You start begging her, shy whimpers coming through your mouth when you try to adjust your shorts that she didn't even bother to put back in place.

Wanda: hush your mouth, Y/n. You only take what I give to you and for now you're going to receive nothing.

This Saturday you didn't help Wanda to cook the honeybuns. Actually, she didn't even ask you to do it. She ignored all your direct looks, but you knew she was watching you through the kitchen window when you were cleaning the garden. You felt her gaze on your neck, her distant thoughts planning the best punishment for your bad behavior early. You interrupted her honey tasting and now you will pay for it.

Those soft hands that once were baking those delicious sweet buns will be hard on you tonight.

[fandomnerd9602]

Country!Wanda giggles…

Wanda: ah shoot

Y/N: what?

Wanda: you keep staring like that and I’m gonna be a blushing mess

Y/N walks up to her, smirking…

Y/N: what if I do this?

Y/N takes her chin gently in their hand, staring at Wanda with loving adoration…

Wanda becomes a giggling, blushing mess…

Wanda: ah city boy you done me in

[softlymaximoff]

Save the Horse, Ride a Cowgirl

Cowgirl! Wanda AU by @maximotts

[themilfsland]

pervy mommy Wanda would do that, I just know she would 🫠

Lazily play with my clit while we watch a movie. Don’t make me cum, don’t even make me edge, but just play with it and make me into a whiny, empty-headed mess for you, while you shush me because you’re trying to watch the movie, so you tell me to stop squirming or you’ll start slapping it 😵‍💫🐇

This post is about lesbian sex, men & minors DNI

[sytoran]

𝐆𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐘𝐔𝐏 ⌇ wanda maximoff

summary: in which you wake up to your girlfriend riding on your abs.

☰ PAIRING: G!P buff!reader x sub!wanda

☰ REQUEST: Would you be willing to do a Wanda riding g!p readers abs and then riding reader? As always, all good if you’re not! Love your writing.

☰ TAGS: smut (18+), horniness, riding, wanda's a literal cowgirl in this one, somnophilia, teasing, buff reader as in BUFF reader, wanda's your perpetually horny girlfriend, clingy wanda kinda, just in general a lot of desperation and horniness, oh and there's a heavy daddy kink just a warning

☰ NOTES: thanks for the lovely ask! this was fun to write, hope you enjoy it too

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wanda shifted under the duvet, restless and wide awake in the depths of twilight. she was laying next to you in a king-sized bed, staring at your sleeping silhouette.

she couldn't really explain it, embarassing as it was, that she had trouble sleeping because she was perpetually struck with libido whenever in your proximity, regardless of what you were doing.

despite dating for nearly two years already, you were just so arousing, with the strong jawline and the roguish smirk and those abs.

but as much as wanda was in love an in lust of the entirety of your being, no feature quite stood out to her as much as your muscles.

it had started off as a simple thing, wrapping her hand around your bicep when you walked together, enjoying the feel of how solid and structured it was.

at the beach on summer days, lathering sunscreen all over your built body, trailing wandering hands over broad shoulders and structured abs.

it became less innocent, shifting in your lap during movie nights, pleased when she felt your thigh muscle flex under her, of which an iron grip on her hips came with.

then of course, came the pinnacle of all things unholy, wanda clinging on to the curve of your trapezius when you railed her those sinful nights, scratching down tensed back muscles.

wanda loved seeing the faded, winding, red scratches on your back the next day, a semblance of your devotion towards each other.

and tonight was no different.

it didn't matter that you had fucked her silly for three hours last night, breaking the bed frame for the umpteenth time, no surface of the house you shared gone unfucked.

never enough.

that's what it was, always waiting to pounce on you given the opportunity. wanda realized that the more she stared at you, the hornier she would get.

it didn't help that you looked so effortlessly attractive now, in the moonglow of midnight and the soft breeze of ventilation.

your shirt had ridden up, exposing the rise and fall of bulky muscle. blanket being half thrown off in your haphazard state of slumber, black boxers were loose against the object of wanda's wet dreams.

the redhead licked her lips, hands reaching up and under your shirt before she could help herself.

wanda let out a shaky exhale, pupils dilating and fading into a darker shade of green.

she let her hands travel over the expanse of your torso, fingertips burying themselves in the dips and curves of your washboard-esque abdominal muscles, then stroking down the V-line that led to the forbidden area beneath your boxers.

the sheets rustled beneath wanda as she climbed atop you, hands pushing up your shirt with a heady atmosphere of lust, just below your sports bra.

"shit, daddy, i'm so wet for you," wanda whispered, in airs that you could hear her. in reality, you were still fast asleep, blissfully unaware of your girlfriend's ministrations.

hiking up her nightgown with haste, cold air rendered goosebumps blossoming on pale skin.

wanda slowly sank herself down onto your torso, her wet bundle of nerves making contact with your sculpted abs.

she whimpered, pressing her palms onto the the flat surface, and you stirred. wanda held her breath, staring intently at your turning head, but then you stopped and it was evident you had fallen back asleep.

wanda could've laughed out loud: you were such a deep sleeper, you didn't even notice- oh shit. you had begun moving in your sleep, shifting your body to get in a comfortable position.

in doing so, your torso moved, and the sensations on wanda's cunt went flying. she whined, the sound lost in the loud quiet, bucking her hips against your abs.

god, the sensation was euphoric.

wanda swore she could feel each ridge and curve of your every muscle under her glistening pussy, rubbing her in all the right directions and simply being an incredible surface to fuck herself on.

so that was what she did.

the redhead let out a pant, beginning to ride on your abs at a tantalizingly slow pace, front and back. her hair fell to the sides of her face like curtains to a stage, breathing growing erratic rather quickly.

her legs were wrapped tightly around your side, still you lay blissfully unaware of the dark beauty you called your girlfriend.

it was only when wanda let out a needy grunt, pressing down a little too hard on your stomach, that you jolted awake with a start.

wanda didn't bother stopping.

you could imagine the look of pure shock on your face at the sight before you: your girlfriend, looking at you through lowered lashes, biting her lip, grinding on your abs and leaving dampness all over your skin.

"fuck, baby," you rasped, reaching forward to brush a hand over her thigh. it only spurred wanda on further, riding you with a rekindled fire, moaning louder than she had before.

grunting at how needy she was, you clenched your abdominal muscles, and almost instaneously did you find yourself being ridden on like you were a fucking surface.

"fuck, daddy, your abs are so good," wanda rambles, cunt dripping onto your skin. you prop yourself up, letting a hand travel over her pussy.

"daddy," she repeats, almost in a cry, throwing her head as her hips keep going.

you merely stare at your girlfriend, caught in a trance, as she dry-humps you like it's the last thing she'd ever do.

when wanda orgasms, it's always loud.

you'd grown to learn that lesson when you first tried a quickie with her in a public bathroom stall, you standing and just bouncing wanda on your cock with strong hands.

let's just say it ended with you walking out the bathroom stall, a dizzied wanda clutching on your arm, and unimpressed stares of three old ladies at the sink.

she always has to moan or scream in some way, 'daddy' and 'fuck' and 'please' being her only vocabulary in those moments.

soon enough, the hardness in your boxers is tented and straining. you grunt, pushing wanda back with hands on her hip, so she could feel you against her ass.

it's fucking hot, and you're not complaining, so this time is no different.

wanda orgasms with a string of incoherent shrieks, fingernails digging themselves into your skin, as you hiss.

before she can even come down from the previous high, you grip her underneath her thighs and manhandle her onto the bulge of your cock, as wanda whimpers at the aftershocks.

she leans back, slowly, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear, then licking the tip of your straining cock through the black material. she looks up at you with an innocent look, eyes wide but tongue unyielding.

your eyes narrow, a dry remark on the tip of your tongue, but not projected before wanda takes matters into her own hands.

before you know it, she sinks down onto your exposed cock, warmth engulfing you entirely, and you let out a long groan.

“jesus, last night wasn’t enough for you?” you question, holding her hips as she begins riding you, slowly at first.

wanda looks at you through fluttering lashes. she’s gorgeous, absolutely so, more each and every day. “it’s never enough with you, daddy.”

you lick your lips, pushing her down a little further, letting another inch enter her. wanda moans.

"ride me, then," you say loftily, a smirk on your lips. "show me how much you want me."

wanda gets that challenging glint in her eye, and you feel a pit of gasoline burning in your core.

you were in for a wild ride.

when wanda sinks down onto your cock again, it's not just to quell some temporary bout of lust. it's to take you.

wanda had always wanted kids, you knew that. you were slightly hesitant at first, but hearing the filthy words of you becoming her daddy and her husband, had your head spinning.

"oh, you feel so good," wanda whines, speeding up as your cock hits all her right spots.

you let out a rumble from somewhere deep in your throat, at the sight of wanda's tits bouncing in front of your face every time she rides, sweaty and nipples hard.

without wasting time, you shove your face up in there, face buried between her bouncing boobs.

you lick and suck at her sternum, then the swell of her breasts and the tip of her nipples. she's so pretty, so good for you.

wanda whines, continuing to ride with more vigour. she's in love with the way your hands are everywhere, all over her, like you couldn't get enough.

because then you're thrusting your hips upwards to meet and match her rhythm, and that in itself had wanda convulsing.

wanda's eyes roll back after watching you look at her with the darkened eyes, sweat glistening on your bronzed abs and the hip thrusts sharper than she could have ever prepared for.

the shocks of arousal coming in spasms, her coil unwrapping in fast movements.

her white mess of arousal are all lapped up by you, as wanda whines at the tingles of overstimulation.

sighing, you gently soothed her over with hushed whispers and soft kisses, hovering over her but careful not to crush her with your body weight. you kissed the tears off her cheeks, smiling as she nuzzles into your chest.

“can you go and sleep now, sweetheart?” you ask lowly, almost teasingly with how her eyelids are already fluttering shut.

wanda wants to respond, a snark retort on the tip of her tongue, but her brain shuts down when she knows she’s safe in your arms. the feeling of your warmth is all too welcoming.

wanda would never really know the words you mumbled into her neck as she fell asleep, but from the way you gently kissed her hair afterwards, she was more than sure it held the lingering semblance of an ‘i love you’.

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[xxxdreamscapexxx]

Not a request! This thought has me weak in the knees.Imagine cowboy!Natasha Romanoff X cowboy!Wanda Maximoff both have penises.

They're ranchhands and are tasked with herding some sheep to a new pasture. One night Natasha is asleep and wakes up to her Levi blue jeans undone and Wanda's hand wrapped around her thick cock, stroking her. She freaks out and yells at Wanda "I'm not gay" but can't help the way her body feels, especially her cock while Wanda's lithe fingers stay wrapped around her. Wanda leans forward trying to capture Natashas lips and Nat snaps, pushing her back down against her sleeping bag and wrapping her hand around Wanda's throat. Wanda let's a soft moan slip past her lips and Nat looses it. She takes her hand from Wanda's throat to her jeans and takes them off, bare from the waist down and incredibly painfully hard. She wraps her hand in Wanda's hair and tugs her up and flips her onto her stomach. She then forcefully pulls Wanda's jeans down to her knees, spits in her free hand coating her throbbing cock and slams it into Wanda's asshole. The brunette cries out from the force and Nat grunts and moans at how good it feels to be inside Wanda. She releases Wanda's hair and grips her asscheeks as she mercilessly rams into Wanda's ass "th-this what y-you wanted slut?" She grunts. "H-harder" Wanda begs beneath her. Natasha aggressively pushes Wanda's face against her sleeping bag and all that's heard is grunting, skin slapping and Wanda's cries of pain and pleasure.

Hours later Natasha is laying between Wanda's legs, sucking her cock and moaning at the taste of Wanda's hardness in her mouth "I thought you weren't gay?" Wanda pants "shut the fuck up maximoff." Natasha growls out before she slips and finger into Wanda's ass and continues to deep throat the brunette. 🫣 uhhh anyways, that scene has been going through my mind nonstop for weeks 🤤

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That... Waw!

Can you imagine Natasha pushing into Wanda's tight little hole, thinking she's being all rough and dominating and she sees the brunette reaching down to stroke her cock.

"Oh no, you don't get to touch." Natasha growls, pulling both of Wanda's hands behind her back and pinning her down. "You only get to cum after I'm done with your cute little ass." She snarls down at her.

But Wanda's cock is deliciously rubbing against the rough sleeping bag while she's being rammed from the back and Natasha is fucking her nice and hard and it's enough for her to come anyway, staining Natasha's sleeping bag, barely stimulated and desperate for so much more.

She lets Natasha take her in every position imaginable. The redhead teases Wanda the entire time, crude words spilling from her lips and rough fingers barely touching Wanda's throbbing cock.

In the end she sucks her off, slowly swallowing her length and probing her used asshole with her finger, threatening to stop if Wanda so much as utters another teasing word about this.

In the morning Natasha pretends like nothing happened, but as soon as night falls and they settle down for the night again, it's the redhead that makes the first move, making Wanda smirk. Gay or not, they were going to have a really good time.

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Anyway, I think this is such a hot thought... I maybe haven't mentioned it, but I have the biggest crush on Cowgirl Wanda. With her thick southern accent and that charming smile... I'm such a city girl all the way, but I would drop it all and go live on her farm for her in a heartbeat. 💜

I've had a million Cowgirl Wanda x Fem!Reader ideas and even some G!P Cowgirl Wanda (it's not just her accent that's thick 😉 ) x Fem!Reader ideas that aways get me all hot and bothered, so this was very fun for me to read. I love it :) Thank you for your horny thoughts!

[maximotts]

i feel like cowboy wanda would be so gentle the first few times she has sex with you bc she’s worried she’ll hurt you and scare you off but eventually she loses control a bit and manhandles you into position and when she pins you down, you moan and then the most DEVILISH smile spreads across her face

Ooo okay okay it's interesting you brought this up because I've been thinking about their first encounter a bit lately! We'll ignore that this turned into a whole fic, okay? I love them sm Also this isn't really edited because it was supposed to be a short answer and now it's uhm.. not short, so forgive any typos

18+ only please . wc: 2.7k . cw: first meeting hookup, drinking, dirty talk, oral, fingering, v light spanking, lap sits, possessiveness, Wanda being smitten, the pickup truck sex a lot of y'all have been asking me about that I said was coming, morning after with Wanda because she's as proper as she is filthy

Basically right now I have their first time more as a hookup where bunny is new to town and goes out to a bar one night to maybe make friends and see the environment, but then she meets Wanda and her group of friends who are all more than welcoming and you're having a great time hanging out with them.

But your eyes keep drifting to Wanda. Of course Wanda notices and, being the smooth talker she is, starts flirting with the new girl. She buys you as many drinks as you want which, end up being stronger than you're used to, but your nerves keep you ordering more. When she finally slips an arm around you, cornering you in the booth you'd only just plopped yourself into, you're more than ready for Wanda to kiss you— and kiss you she does.

You're shy by nature, never having made out with anyone in a bar, much less with a girl you'd only known for a few hours, but Wanda's thumb brushing over your cheek while she bites down on your bottom lip has you forgetting everything you're used to which admittedly, isn't much. Somehow she's pulled your thighs over her own, toying with the stretchy hem of the form-fitting skirt you'd decided to wear last minute. When she touches a particularly sensitive spot, you shiver and Wanda chuckles, "You cold, darlin'? Pretty as your arms are, I'll let you borrow my jacket if it'd help."

And so the night goes on with Wanda's thick denim jacket slung over your shoulders, her arm around your waist wherever the two of you walk. Normally you'd hate the presumptive way the cowgirl was handling you, as if she owned you already, but you'd be damned if you didn't admit you wanted her to stake her claim. So, in your slightly inebriated state, you took a leap, "Wands, I'm sleepy..."

Which catches her attention immediately. "Well now," Wanda pulls you close then, fingers carefully treading the line between caressing your hip and groping your ass; it would be the first time she whispers in your ear, but it'll never stop being insanely hot. "I hope you're telling me because you're going to let me take you home. I'd be real sad leaving tonight without you."

You wish your giggle of a reply didn't sound so girlish and naïve, but in hindsight, you had no idea the sheer intensity you were in for. "Only if you promise to behave yourself."

—

She's driven about halfway back to her house before she has to pull over; technically it was her land, pulled over to the side of the winding road and turning her truck engine off. "I know I promised to take you home, I still will, but I can't take another second not having my hands on you."

It takes you back a little; all you'd been doing was scratching over her jeans while you stared at the woman driving, but you weren't going to argue with her. "I don't really-"

"I've wanted you on my lap since I laid eyes on you. Get over here." Thankfully she doesn't have to convince you any farther, holding back a groan as you straddled her legs, skirt riding up inch by inch. It was a tight squeeze with you between her and the steering wheel, but Wanda hardly noticed once you started kissing her. This time was impossibly hotter, Wanda's tongue taking control of the kiss before moving on to shamelessly leave marks along your jaw and neck.

And Wanda is too good at getting your clothes out of the way, leaving you topless with record speed, squeezing at your breasts roughly while you struggled just to keep up with her mouth. "What if someone sees..."

The brunette only starts toying with your nipples, relishing in the way it got you rolling your hips. "It's pitch dark, silly girl. I can barely see you out here, don't worry your pretty little head."

You lost the last bit of your restraint the moment Wanda passed her fingertips over your underwear. They were thin lace, chosen by design so as not to show under your skirt, but they drove Wanda wild. She pushed them aside to slide her fingers along where you were already warm and sensitive, hips stuttering as she stroked over your clit. "O-Oh.."

"Look at you, already wet and needy. Were you like this all night? That why I caught you squeezing your thighs together so often?" You shook your head, trying to deny it, but you weren't even fooling yourself.

Wanda's had you rocking in place for hours by this point; you thought sure you'd been subtle and being called out for your behavior found your head ducking into the crook of Wanda's shoulder to avoid her knowing gaze. "Aww, it's okay! It'll be our little secret, promise..."

Wanda discovered night one what a responsive person you were, delighting in the vice grip you held on the back of her seat while she rolled your nipple in time with her other hand on your sensitive bud. You rocked against her hands as best you could, fighting to keep pace, but hopefully not finish so easily— it'd just been so long and you needed this much more than expected.

The next morning, you'd blame the alcohol. "Wanda please, I- I need.."

"What do you need, sweetheart, wanna cum? Make a mess in my truck after I barely got started with you?" You were nodding so hard your neck hurt, moaning quietly as you felt your body reach its peak; the first of many that night. Ears ringing and thoughts so pleasantly fuzzy, you couldn't recall a time you'd felt more free, in an old pickup truck or otherwise.

"Ooh, aren't you just a masterpiece..." The brunette took her time letting you down, pointer and middle fingers wandering until they just barely pushed into you: less than an inch, but unendingly torturous. "Sounds like I was able to make you feel better, least a little bit."

Tired hips tried every which way to sink onto Wanda's long fingers, the same ones you'd felt on you over your clothes back in the bar and had lists of naughty places you wanted her to put them. But each time, your lover avoids delving anywhere past shallow. "You're being mean, just fuck me."

"Mean? After I let you cum as early as you wanted? You don't know what mean looks like on me. Don't think you want to," A succession of wet slaps echoed in the truck's cabin, the silence of everything around you both amplifying the sound of Wanda lightly hitting your sensitive cunt and your resulting whimpers.

"Told you so. Now, bend over and stay still while I get a proper look like the obedient girl I know you are," Manhandling you over the length of her seats shouldn't have been as easy as it was after the long night out, but Wanda was strong and you never fought her while she pushed your arms to the passenger car door and spread your bent knees apart.

If you were begging her to fuck you out loud, you wouldn't be surprised, wishing so hard that if Wanda still refused to give you exactly what you wanted, she'd at least use her fingers, tongue, anything to fill where you currently felt so empty. "Please- I need more-"

Your thighs shake as she licks over your puffy folds, mumbling the most depraved things about you, your taste, your warmth, leaving you with the most intoxicating combination of feeling both used and adored. "You just keep dripping into my mouth, baby, it's impossible to keep you clean..."

"Can't help it, sorry," But your words aren't matching your actions, not when you kept searching out Wanda's tongue each time she flicked at your clit, pitifully rolling over the rough surface whenever she flattened it out.

You'd long since fogged up the windows, smudging the fog as your overheated cheek met the cold glass; each time you managed to open your eyes you remember exactly where you are, woods rustling in the middle of the night. "W-Wanda! 'm close again, please please...!"

"Mean girls wouldn't let you have two orgasms back to back, no matter how pretty." Wanda likes to believe she actually thought about whether or not to give you what you wanted, but in reality she knew she would leave you wanting the second you turned bratty. Sure it was a risk, not knowing how you'd react, but it was well worth the test to see if you had a chance of handling her past a quick night's distraction. "Straighten up, we're only a few minutes from home."

"That's not fair—"

But Wanda was already pushing you upright again, haphazardly fixing your dress, going so far as to buckle your seatbelt as if it'd keep you from your uncomfortable wiggling. "My car my rules! Like I said, we're not far."

Wanda expected you to pout and huff the whole way, worried in the back of her mind you wouldn't let her lay another hand on you after her denial, but she was pleasantly surprised. Somewhere shortly after she pulled back onto the road, you'd taken her hand; first just to play with her fingers, innocent fidgeting at best, but before she knew it, her digits were engulfed in sinfully wet warmth.

Her fingers in your mouth made the pair of you dizzy, hands holding her wrist as you pumped her digits in and out, tongue swirling over the tips and grinning once Wanda's neutral expression cracked, lips parting in a low groan. "Do mean girls let the good ones suck the strap they've been feeling near them all night or do they only get to play with their hands?"

"Depends on if they show them how bad they want it." Wanda could only look your way for seconds at a time, the visual of your half-lidded gaze trained on her jeans while you so obviously used your imagination to envision some other scenario, muffling your own needy sounds as you forced her fingers to the back of your throat... she'd underestimated the new girl.

Whether it was any lingering alcohol talking or whatever boldness Wanda unlocked that night, something urged you to continue goading her, making a show of spreading your legs and slipping her wet fingers to your sex before closing them once more, slowly grinding her shaking digits to sate yourself for that last tiny stretch of road to the farmhouse. "Bad enough to turn your hand into a toy for as long as you let me."

Wanda made that final turn up her driveway, parking her truck fast as she could with only one hand, "You're lucky I didn't crash just now, you little devil, can't wait to get you inside."

"Lead the way, since we're playing by your rules and all." As soon as she got her hand back, Wanda practically dragged you from her vehicle and for as many hours as you spent awake in her home, you couldn't remember a single detail of any room she brought you through that night.

—

When you wake up, it's to a dimly lit bedroom, curtains drawn so only a sliver of late morning sun peeked through. Your body ached, but it wasn't from the drinking, taut muscles and lethargic thoughts bringing back bits and pieces of everything you got up to the second Wanda got you past the front door.

The same Wanda whose bed you assumed you were currently sprawled out in. Doubt crept in as you realized you're alone, fretting over if you should've fallen asleep there or not. You were deciding whether it'd be more awkward to sneak out and go back to town on foot or to search out Wanda and ask if she'd mind driving you back to your place when you heard a single knock on the door. "Can I come in?"

Your brow furrowed, "It's your room, of course you can come in." Wanda cracked the door slowly, the back of her loose flannel shirt greeting you first before she turned around, a small tray in her hands. "Sorry for crashing."

"Never said you were unwelcome, I'm sorry for letting you wake up in a strange place by yourself... and for not leaving you at least a shirt, my bad." Your arms hastily bundled the blankets to cover your chest, your nakedness pointed out to you, but Wanda laughed, setting the tray down before heading for her dresser. "Don't worry, darlin, I love the view just as much in the daylight."

"What a reassuring hostess I have," Pulling the t-shirt she tossed you over your head, the delightful scents coming from the tray down the bed now catching your attention. On it was a short stack of pancakes, bacon, orange juice, strawberries... the biggest breakfast you'd seen since you'd come to town. "Did you make that?"

Wanda nodded and slid the food closer to you before sitting on the edge of her mattress, "I don't typically make this much food, but I had to get up early to make some rounds in the barn and I figured I owed you a hearty breakfast after such a nice night."

There was something so endearing to how she explained her actions, rambling on to offset her nerves, No one had even gone to such lengths to make your morning so comfortable after a single hookup, but this set the bar high for anyone else who tried. Not that you'd ever have to worry about another first night, but neither of you knew that yet.

For now Wanda scrambled to find the right way to show genuine interest in the girl she'd brought home and fucked every which way until they passed out and you amusedly ate your special pancakes while watching Wanda try, her fumbling charming you more than she'd ever imagine.

Eventually you put her out of her misery, putting down your utensils to sit up on your knees and stretch over to plant a quick kiss on her soft lips. "I really appreciate it and I'm not even a bit mad with how I woke up, but it's very sweet of you to care, Wands."

"Oh good because I'd really like to see you again sometime, if you're up for it." It would be a rare thing to see Wanda so continuously shy, but she was uncharacteristically smitten and she wanted to get to know you before the rest of the small town came for their changes too.

You hummed as you popped a strawberry into your mouth, licking your fingers in a way that painfully reminded Wanda of the previous night, "How's today?"

"Today?" The farmgirl ran a hand through her long hair, cocking her head to the side much like a lost puppy.

"Yeah, today. If you wouldn't mind me following along." With each minute that ticked past, the less you wanted to leave, much preferring a Sunday spent with Wanda than in your flat full of moving boxes.

Her eyes lit up, smile brighter than the sun, “Can’t complain about a beautiful girl all to myself all day!" Wanda was practically buzzing with everything she wanted to show you, from the chicken coops to the haylofts, but she forced herself to keep her cool.. on the surface at least. "Finish up breakfast and I'll find you some kind of pants."

"But I'm so cozy right here without them." Maneuvering over the last bits of food on your plate meant you more fell into Wanda's lap than sat on it, but she caught you nonetheless, tugging you down for the proper kiss she'd been waiting to share with you since early morning light. "Come back to bed with me?"

After the long sleep your energy was renewed, finally able to take Wanda into all your senses again, the taste of her lips, the subtle earthy smell from the work she'd already done that day, her strong hands settling confidently on your upper thighs... getting dressed was the last thing on either of your minds. "Wouldn't be much of a hostess if I didn't let my guest do as she pleased."

In the end, the pair of you might've set the world record for longest date from Sunday morning to when Wanda finally dropped a reluctant you back into town Wednesday afternoon.

[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!

[themilfsland]

(sooo I was saving some screencaps and my gallery made the best frame organized, just like this hmm?!)

There's always a Cowgirl!wanda in my mind...

I don't want to hear your excuses, sugar. I know what I saw...those boys flirting with you when I was on the stage.

I didn't like that, do you know why, pumpkin?! Because you are my private show and only me can play and claim you're mine.

I had other thoughts...

[idkwhatever580]

AGATHA ALL ALONG EPISODE SEVEN SPOILERS AHEAD

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Back at it again with the thoughts on Agatha all Along episode 7. I’m ready for this ride. Buckle up cowgirls.

OMG LILIA DONT DO THIS TO ME

Okay. I didn’t really need the recap but I totally watched the recap.

RIO HAS BEEN MENTIONED.

2:50

EX

best friend

Iconic. I knew there was something between them.

2:56

HOW DARE YOU YOU LITTLE BITCH YOU DONT DISRESPECT WANDA MAXIMOFF. SHE (possibly) GAVE HER FUCKING LIFE FOR YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL CUNT

3:30

HAH this had me literally cackling bro ✋😭😭😭

It’s so iconic though like. Me too girl

3:42

What in the hotel Transylvania?!

3:45

You can be my mistress

3:52

SHUT THE FUCK UP I HATE YOU BITCH

Guys… I hate that little twink

4:14

You can see the hurt in her eyes. That cut deep. And I hate teen for it. There’s no way bro. I’m so angry. She is gonna be a meanie now 😖🔫

4:40

FUCKING WIZARD OF OZ (and wicked. Come at me) I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHIT I LOVE WICKED TOO IM SO EXCITED

I might love Angelina Jolie and her role but fuck you Billy. (I forgot to mention I will be jumping back and forth between Billy and teen now lol)

6:06

That’s a lot of swords bro ✋😭

6:30

YEAH SHES BEING FUCKING TRUTHFUL YOU BITCH TAKE THAT SWORD YOU BITCH

7:04

Damn. Kinda wish you didn’t move

7:35

LILIAAAAA YEAAAAHHHHHH

8:02

Oh lorrrddddd

TEEN IS THE SON OF THE SCARLET WITCH HOW DO YOU KNOW?!

So iconic

8:35

She’s so real for that. Fuck you Jen

9:12

Wtffff I’m terrified. She’s terrified so I’m terrified

9:33

Poor baby.

10:25

POOR BABY I LOVE YOU BABY

10:50

I HATE YOU

10:52

Nvm. You’re chillin. Still don’t like you but I don’t hate you. Take care of my baby

11:30

Wait. Noooo I’m so scared

11:41

NO YOURE LYING STOP

11:51

LMAOOOOO PFTFFTFTFTTTT

12:07

DO IT FOR ALL OF US WE ARE NOT COOL

12:13

BAHAHAHHAHAAAA “damn using his full name” WTFFFF

12:40

Nah shit lol

12:49

FUCK YEAH

13:20

Me every damn day

14:13

Okay we’ll time is not of the essence right now

14:44

LEAVE MY BABY ALONE

15:20

Just a baby guys. My baby. My baby. You’re my baby say it to me.

15:58

So fucking real but quit with the attitude Jen. I’ll punch you

16:09

IS THAT TEENS BOOK?!

16:23

DONT HIDE IT BRO

16:30

Me too gurl.

16:41

That is traumatizing

17:21

CALL ME BABY BRO…. Oh my god. I’m so bad. I’m so so bad. She’s an older esteemed gentlewoman and I am 18. I’m a fucking slut bro ✋😭

17:39

Querent? More like queerent WAIT OMG WE TWINS LMAOOOO

17:57

That’s so real

18:08

You’re a bitch. That’s what you are. I’m not as angry. But the way you treated my wife earlier… I hold grudges. And I hope rio does too.

19:10

Yeah. Enormous potential to get absolutely socked by me.

(Maybe I’m a little salty)

19:32

REJNION BRING BACK MY WIVES

19:38

Me with my essay bro ✋😭

20:02

IM MISSING A WIFE

20:26

That’s so fucking sad baby. I love you. I’ll take care of you.

You know what?? I bet she was terrified of getting sick even a little bit after this.

21:00

NOO I STG YOU BETTER STAY AWAY FROM TALP THIJGS BRO

22:13

WHY THEY LOOK LIKE THAT WHY THEY WALKING LIIE THAT BRO

22:35

Logically. I know Jen joins her. But I still feel like I’d believe it if she left

22:39

Awwww okay. I don’t not like Jen anymore. Sisters. We’re sisters. There were never much devoted sisters

23:02

YOU KNOW SOMETHING. YOU KNOW SOMETHING AND IF IT IS MORE THAN JUST YOU FALLING THEN ILL FIGHT YOU

23:05

Okay. I got it lol

23:20

Who is this diva?

23:57

THE COVEN HELL YEAHHG

24:30

Slay

24:40

DONT PLAY WITH ME ILL KMS SO HARD

24:54

If youre about to tell me that I’m not actually about to find out that Wanda’s tower reversed I’ll fight.

25:07

OH LAWD IM SCARED

25:09

OH LORD THAT WAS AGGRESSIVE

25:28

THAT SHIT ACTUALLY MADE ME GASP AND SCREAM IN MY DORM AT 11:09 AT NIGHT BRO

HELP WHAT IS THAT?!

25:32

NO RIO I LOVE YOU YES RIO BUT DO NOT KILL HER PLEASE DONT KILL HER RIO I LOVE YOU. PLEASE DONT KILL HER

25:52

THEY JUST CINFIRMED WHAT WE ALREADY KNEW BRO

25:59

I LITERALLY JUST SAID OUT LOUD “oh that’s hot”

✋😭😭

26:02

YAAASSSSSS WE BEEN KNEW THIS THOUGH

26:30

OH SHE ANGRY

26:43

Dayummmm she angry angry. I mean. I guess I would be too.

26:48

Idk what y’all heard but all I heard was MOMMY

27:02

HELL YEAH BABAYYYY

27:17

If it is Rio calling her a coward I will actually shoot someone.

27:23

Why the captions spell magic like magick? Anybody know that one? I’m not a witch so I wouldn’t know

27:35

OH FUCK NOOOOO

28:20

OH FUCK NO DONT LET THEM TAKE YOU BABY

28:35

GRAVITY

28:39

Okay little boo thangs Salem seven lollll they be swimming ✋😭🤣

28:57

WAIT IS SHE KILLING THEM?!?!

29:04

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO KM GONNA CRY IM SCTUSKKY GONNA CRY SO HARD DONT LET GO BABY DONT LET GO

29:11

NO FUCK NO NO NO NO

Omg I’m gonna throw up I’m getting so worked up

29:26

Thank you for not showing us that. I’m okay with gore. I’m not okay with heartbreak. Even though my heart is broken.

29:46

Awww she’s just a baby. Just a wee baby.

I have a love hate relationship with Jac Schaeffer

I’d much rather blame Kevin fiege. He’s def behind this all. Also. I’m a man hater so yeah lol (not fr tho)

In conclusion: I’m kms.

[miscfandomwrites]

A/N: This is a short drabble I had hidden in my drafts, I believe this is a start to my 'Volchista' series which is something that's been thought about for a couple years, but I think for now I just want a cowgirl who falls in love with another gal...or two. ;) Oh, btw, I make all of my headers by myself. Please don't steal them from me, they take a lot of work.

Pairing: Cowgirl! Reader x Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: None / Reader has an aversion to alcohol

Words: 935

Tagging: @tyler-t0t

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"I think it's time to retire 76, she keeps going lame, and I doubt she'll survive another calf season" I told Clint as I headed to the kitchen to wash up for dinner. 

"You know what's best for the animals, if that's what you think needs to be done, take care of it." He replied beside me, cutting up some tomatoes for the burgers.

"How come you let her make all the decisions?" Tony asked him, leaning back in his chair, sipping on a glass of what I could only assume was either whiskey or bourbon. 

"She lived in Montana, and has spent, what..three decades ranching?" A slightly confused look on his face as Clint faced me, leaning back against the counter. 

"Four, but yeah, I have experience and background" 

"So what's going to happen to 76 then? You'll kill her?" Spoke the dark redhead, judging by the length of her hair, that would be Wanda Maximoff.

"I have a friend who will euthanize her out in the field, but until then I will make sure she is as comfortable as possible. I believe that an animal should live its best life, and be as healthy as can be, but if repeating issues occur or the way of life for the animal is made to where it would be unethical to keep alive, then in that case there is necessity for euthanization.” 

“So just because she’s old and can’t have a baby, you’re going to kill her?” 

“The average lifespan of a cow is twenty years. 76 is twenty-two years old, the last calf she had nearly killed her, and the last three calves haven’t survived birth or gestation.” 

“So she’s old, so she’s going to die?”

“No, it would be mean to keep her alive because she would keep getting sick and when she doesn’t feel good it’s not good for her, (Y/N) just wants the animals to be happy.” a small voice piped up, coming from Clint’s oldest, Abigail. 

I nodded at her as she glared, or as much as an eight year old could glare, at the billionaire.

“How old are you?” 

I shrugged, and started to help Lauren bring the dishes to the table, ignoring his question. 

~

“Want a beer?” Steve asked, holding out an unopened bottle to me.

I saw both Clint and Lauren open their mouths, but before they could said anything, I settled my face with a neutral expression and told him bluntly. “I don’t drink.” before walking past him to grab a soda out of the fridge. 

I grabbed one of the glass cokes that were kept stocked next to the beers and popped the top off, tossing it into the little bin next to the fridge. 

“Mind if I ask why?” Stark asked, sipping on whatever it was. 

I shrugged. “I honestly don’t like it. It dulls the senses and I’ve genuinely never had an alcoholic drink that tastes good. Besides, I feel like I’ve had enough alcohol to last me the rest of my life.”

“Are the cows names just numbers?” The dark red-head blurts out as I was sitting down. 

I took a sip of my drink and tried to piece together the best way to explain to her that I knew how. 

“Technically yes, we have three-hundred and seventy-nine cows in our herd, we can’t really give them all names. Well, the older ones, the ones past twenty, yes we name, but we also retire them.” 

“Just because they can’t breed?” 

“Yes and no, they are old enough and have had at a minimum of three calves, so I see no reason to have them out with the bulls where they could potentially get pregnant again and miscarry, or end up dying during labor. Or, if they resist the bulls, the bulls will attack them. Occasionally, if I have an orphan calf or if I am given one, I give it to the older ones because they know how to care for them.”

“Giving them a chance at motherhood again without the pain of pregnancy or the dangers of giving birth.” Lauren adds on, raising her mug to me. 

“Exactly. I try my best to look after them. If an animal’s well-being is ever called into question, especially if it has to do with how they could live the rest of their life in pain, I do everything I can to make sure that animal will not be in pain even if it means relentless vet visits or having to euthanize so they can have a chance of being free from the pain. And trust me, I hate it. But it is necessary.”

“You definitely sound like you’ve been doing this for a long time. Where on earth do you get the money for the vet visits though? I imagine with all of the animals you have the bills are ridiculous.” 

“I know a couple people, and I do the occasional mission to help fund the farm if needed. However, that's only when Clint or Nat are on leave.” 

“Why?” 

“I’d rather not leave my family without someone who knows how to protect them. That and someone who knows how to manage the farm when they’re gone.”

“Even then, I rely on the girls more than anything when it’s just me here. The cows have a particular…fondness for me.” Natasha spoke over her cup of juice. 

I chuckled. “They know a good soul when one’s around, I don’t blame em’ for gathering around you.” 

“Not when they leave their calves with me! I don’t know what to do with baby cows!”

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[wanda watching peter excitedly talking to m/n]

peter: [look at m/n like he the coolest person alive] so you a cowboy from 1680?! are you like mccree from overwatch?!

m/n: [chuckle at peter excitement] i don't know who mccree is but he for sure come after me.

peter: if you the cowboy and miss maximoff your fiancé does that mean she cowgirl?

m/n: [smirking] i mean... she does riding me daily-

wanda: [gasp] m/n!

peter: [tilt his head confused] what?

author notes yes i come up with this while playing overwatch

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Mutuals appreciation game!

Thanks for the tag @aemondsbabe!!! ♥

music genres: indie rock, indie pop, psychedelic pop, electronic, hip-hop, raggae, rap, alternative, rock

shows & films: Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, A24, Black Sails, Marvel, Bob's Burgers, Adventure Time, Lord of the Rings, Mike Flanagan

colors: Purple, green, blue

characters: Aemond Targaryen, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Daenerys Targaryen, Samwise Gamgee, Wanda Maximoff

musicians: Glass Animals, Dirty Heads, Odesza, Post Malone, Atmosphere, Avenged Sevenfold, My Chemical Romance

I wasn't sure how many to do for each group, so I tried to keep it to my classic faves! This was equally fun and anxiety inducing because uhhhh what do I like again!? LOL

No pressure tagging: @aemonds-fire @thought--bubble @kaelatargaryen @the-common-cowgirl @ripdragonbeans

@vermithorn @humanpurposes @eiralune @asa-do-your-thing @aegonx

and anyone else who wants to do it! ♥

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read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3QLW09D by jennaswife Wanda Maximoff is a senior basketball player that's extremely talented for her age. She initially did not want to play basketball but her father urged her to do it. What happens when an older woman catches her eye during a game one day and requests the girl to teach her eight year old son how to play? [G!P] Wanda (bc there's not enough of it). Smut chapters tagged with (*) - I do not have the rights to any character expect for those I've created, other than that they are owned by Marvel Studios. (originally posted on wattpad) Words: 3161, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Original Female Character(s), Original Characters, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Nick Fury, Clint Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, Vision (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff, Erik Lehnsherr, Pepper Potts Relationships: Wanda Maximoff/Reader, Wanda Maximoff & Reader, Wanda Maximoff/Original Female Character(s), Natasha Romanov (Marvel) & Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Basketball, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Fluff and Angst, Smut, Eventual Smut, Eventual Relationships, Lesbian Character, Girl Penis, Rough Sex, Kissing, Age Difference, MILFs, Scratching, Loss of Virginity, Seduction, Sexual Tension, Mommy Kink, Lesbian Wanda Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Teen Wanda Maximoff, Penis In Vagina Sex, Oral Fixation, Rape/Non-con Elements, Being Walked In On, Dom/sub Undertones, Angst and Romance, Past Relationship(s), Childhood Trauma, Past Child Abuse, Magneto is Wanda and Pietros Father, Bad Parenting, Neglect, Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Topping from the Bottom, Intersex, Cunnilingus, Missionary Position, Cowgirl Position, Vaginal Fingering, Praise Kink, Lactation Kink, Breeding, Male Hobbits Can Get Pregnant, No Lesbians Die, Top Wanda Maximoff, Submissive Character, Power Bottom, wanda is pretty tall, Size Difference read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3QLW09D