#darkqueen's thoughts

[darkqueenofshadows85]

Sonic X Shadow Generations 🤝 Sonic Movie 3

The exact reason why the fact this year has been flying by so quickly actually does work in my favor

[romanoffsbish]

The Aftermath: Our Pretty Princess

Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader (Brief/Established)

Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff(Widowed)

Queen!Wanda x King!Valkyrie

DarkQueen!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SoftDarkKing!Valkyrie

18+ | Minors DNI | Smut!!! 🥵

TA: Stickier Situation(Next)

Requested by the lovely @simplysimping999 I hope this lives up to your expectations my friend. 🥹❤️

Warnings:

Protected sex/Dick riding (W Receiving, V Giving), Non-Con, Somnophilia(R Receiving, W Giving), Masturbation(Val), Panty sniffing(Val), Blood(R's), Breeding/Penetration(R Receiving, V Giving), Oral (W Receiving, R Giving), Mommy/Daddy, Degradation, punishment (face slap), Fucked to sleep(R)

Mentions of endgame, kidnapping, sprinkle of Stockholm, manipulation, mind erasing

Wanda Maximoff had a lot to consider after the whole Thanos debacle, after being forced into killing her best friend, then to still lose, and be forced to return to a world that no longer included the love of her life.

Natasha Romanoff—feared by most, but was literally a teddy bear behind closed doors; she gave her life to a world that never deserved her to begin with, and Wanda was beyond furious. No more were the days of loss she thought after losing her family, but boy was she wrong.

Valkyrie also had a lot to consider, seeing as how she'd spent most of her days drunk, waking up on the beds of the women who's hearts she'd toyed with, too afraid to commit after the battle where she'd been made to lose. Being given the throne of New Asgard was the least she'd expected, but when a broken down, exhausted Thor approached her she wasn't going to just say no to him.

———

She now has this title to live up to, something about "honor," and "nobility," and if it wasn't for Thor she'd be long gone. Now she's faced with this concept of needing a person worthy of settling down with, someone to pose as her right hand—her Queen.

Apparently, the women decided to spend their time considering their options wrapped up beneath the sheets together after a grueling battle in which they'd only just met.

When on the battlefield Valk had been instantly drawn to Wanda, the rage behind her eyes being something she'd been all too familiar with. She recognized the loss behind her fury immediately, and her heart attempted to crack open with memories of her own. Shoving them down she did what she did best, she fought side by side with the field full of strangers all with a need to avenge something.

Wanda had always been able to split her focus, it came with the territory of hearing others thoughts, because if not she'd never be able to get anything done. So while absolutely ripping the mad titan to shreds, she could hear all of Valkyrie's sinful thoughts about her. She'd also heard the curious ones, where she worked to find out what exactly had happened, but those quickly subsided as it appeared her attraction to the witch grew tenfold.

Though she didn't want the pity stares, almost everyone approached her with one as the battle had ended. The only one she welcomed from the archer who's well overdue for retirement. They held each other close, both quietly sobbing before he was off to reunite with his family, with requests that Wanda would eventually be by to do the same.

Upon meeting the warrior though, she was fortunately met with eyes free of judgement, free of expectation, and being that she wanted to just forget, she was quick to give in to the lusty undertones in her gaze. Valkyrie had intended to be soft at first, but Wanda was having none of it, so she threw her down onto the hotel's bed and used her to get off.

Valkyrie watched in aroused bewilderment as the witch took control, only seeming to care about herself in the moment, and to finally be on the receiving end of that had the Asgardian hooked. Knowing that the witches loss must be fresh she didn't want to overwhelm her, but the question she was about to ask really had no other implications, so she used the redheads brief moment of fatigue to ask.

"Be my queen?" She asks while slowly pumping into the women, Wanda's ability to process, let alone reply cut off as both women's orgasms overtake them.

Wanda's eyes shot open as soon as the pleasure faded and the unbearable pain had returned. As soon as she was peering into the women's eyes that were hovering above her she felt dirty. The immense guilt overcame her for a brief moment as she realized the dirt on her wife's grave isn't even settled, she's actually not even sure if it's placed.

Silently she left the hotel room, leaving Valkyrie stunned, but not at all discouraged. She's not clueless, it's obvious this was a moment of necessary release, she'd know since she'd been doing the exact same thing for literal centuries. Shall the witch deem her questions of interest, then she'll be able to find her, and based on the lost gaze she's certain she'd show at some point.

—

On a hot Summer's day, when Valkyrie was in her attire deemed for hard labor she began working with the townspeople to build up New Asgard. It was coming along rather beautifully, and she was more than excited for the finishing touches to be in place so she could relax.

Every day she spent working she was encouraged to stop, being King and all, but she always used the "nobility" angle to keep pushing. Really though, the labor had helped her to be too tired for sinful one night stands in the nighttime with the alluring townsfolk.

Valkyrie was set on being a changed woman, but holding out was surely becoming difficult. That night she returned home as the sun began to set, changing into a loose fitting tank, and a pair of boxers she settled before her TV with a microwave dinner. A knock on her door shook her from her beer induced slumber, and in her dazed state she'd opened the door without considering changing.

"Hello your royal highness, mind putting your friend away? I'm here to conduct business."

The Sokovian's raspy voice rang through the space between them, nearly knocking the sex deprived King to her knees as she was overcome by unbearable need. Quickly she stepped to the side though, allowing the witch into her humble abode, and situated herself on the couch with a pillow over her crotch.

"So.." Wanda began her long winded speech, Valkyrie nodding from time to time in a sort of agreement.

Though deep down they both hope for love, the guarded women accepted this agreement of sharing in the power together. Valkyrie would allocate Wanda with the duties of engaging with the town, and any and all things media related as she obviously had the kinder approach. Valkyrie would maintain a strong line of defense, help in maintaining a sense of peace as well as remain a strong figure head in place to remind the towns sparing groups of scaly wags to remain in line.

Together they worked perfectly to maintain, the sex being an added bonus that both were able to appreciate in time, neither would fully admit it, but love had indeed blossomed. Wanda was only there part time though, as she still remained a part time Avenger whenever the world had grown too grim.

Wanda was weary of remaining on Earth, having grown rather accustomed to her life elsewhere, and if she was honest being away from her King became harder each time she left. She'd done more than her share for those on Earth, the same people so willing to lock her up all those years prior, so she was actually prepared to resign.

One thing, or more specifically one person, had been her main reason for remaining on Earth. You'd assume it would be Clint, or even Yelena, but it was neither, it was actually a newer face walking around the compound.

You were no Avenger, but instead a simple young woman, quite literally with the physical strength of a mouse, but that just made you all the more adorable. A college student studying Environmental Science at NYU, with your girlfriend Kate Bishop right by your side. After a run in with her "friends" at one eventful Christmas gala you quickly found yourself immersed in the world of the Avengers. Though it was intimidating, you would've done anything for Kate, even live a life full of danger.

Wanda was infatuated with you, somehow you were completely unscathed by the darkness of the world. There was no denying you were perfect, so whenever she was on Earth she found anyway to be close to you, which usually meant impromptu snuggles while watching movies, or dancing together at the compound parties thrown in honor of Stark, the same ones Wanda wouldn't be caught dead at before you had arrived.

Even if it did always rub Kate the wrong way, she'd say nothing knowing that you would never cheat on her, and that all you wanted was to make people feel loved. After hearing about Wanda's late wife all you wanted was to aide her through her grief, offering her your shoulder to cry on. Your intentions were of the purest intent, but sadly all you did was further the witches insatiable need for you.

Wanda didn't like your willingness to be in danger for someone like Kate, who clearly lacked the ability to actually protect you. If you were to be hers, and by proxy her King's, then you'd be safe. You'd never want for anything, no hair would be out of place. You'd be their perfect princess, tending to the household while they're out maintaining the town, and you'd be their perfect means of stress relief.

Wanda decided after the last time she visited that you were going to be theirs, so while taking care of her King's needs she mentioned bringing someone else into the relationship. Valkyrie's heart had been close to shattering, feelings of inadequacy bubbling to the surface, but Wanda was quick to quell her concerns.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet Val—My King—insecurity isn't a cute look on you.." She taunts her wife beneath her, hands squeezing her breasts in the same time that she's slowly rising, and falling back down her cock, pulling a deep moan from the woman.

"If I wanted to leave you, I would've already... It's just, we're both too busy to maintain the castle we've built, and if we're ever going to have kids it's best we find a docile princess who can handle it all. To chase the kids around while we ensure the town stays a safe place for them to grow up"

Wanda briefly kissed her lips while grinding against her, bringing the both of them that much closer to their releases.

"Someone to suck you off while we enjoy a fresh hot meal after a hard day of work together."

Her pace increased, lips nibbling at her jawline before dropping near her ear, hot breaths fanning across the expanse of her neck, lips inching to whisper into her ear.

"An innocent thing for us to break and mold into our perfect little printsessa.. To fuck our frustrations out on, and to breed."

Valkyrie's head was dizzying the more Wanda spoke of this mystery girl—you. Rather suddenly she wrapped her arm around Wanda's waist, taking the control while flipping them rather aggressively, slamming Wanda into the mattress and thrusting so deeply that her bulge was visible through the witches stomach. Wanda pressed down firmly on her abdomen, causing the both of them to scream out in blinding pleasure as their releases came flooding out of them. Wanda's arousal drenching the latex, while Valkyrie's abundant load filled the condom.

"Fuck, Wanda... You speak of her as if she already exists..." She pants out while collapsing into her lovers equally as sweaty body, head perfectly nestled between her breasts, and strong arms wrapping around Wanda's tiny waist.

"That's because she does my sweet girl..." Wanda lightly chuckles out, placing a sweet kiss to her forehead while running her hands up and down her back, lulling her to sleep before also falling asleep to thoughts of you.

Valkyrie was hesitant at first, but the more Wanda described you, the more willing she was becoming to welcoming you into their relationship. For someone who'd spent most of her later life playing the field, adding a pretty young thing into her established relationship was just what she needed, so her hesitancy was quickly replaced with excitement.

Plans were set in motion, Wanda had been called to earth by the one and only Stephen Strange who'd been in over his head for what could only be considered the zillionth time. While Wanda was sorting out Peter's problems, she actually found a solution to her own, a spell to use once she was ready.

When at the compound Wanda had been purposefully telling everyone of the news. Apparently New Asgard was open to others now, a portal of sorts created to bridge the two worlds together, and once you heard her announcement you were extremely ecstatic.

"Katy-Kat! Did you hear her? Looks like we have our perfect summer trip in order."

Kate had shared your enthusiasm, catching your body when you came running at her, giggling along with you before kissing you tenderly.

Wanda's jaw momentarily clenched at your excited squeals being directed at your underserving girlfriend, but she reminded herself that in due time you'll be theirs, and all your delicious sounds will be for them.

All she had to do was to make sure you arrived without Kate. Which was easy enough, because as the both of you approached the portal Kate's phone went off.

"Clint! Slow down, okay, I understand, I'm on my way..."

Your heart broke as her rushed words came together to form an image you'd slowly grown used to. Avenging always came first, you fully understood, but it never got easier for you.

"My love.."

"I heard.." You deflate, and she quickly wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you in and pecking the entirety of your face to cheer you up.

"Katy, stop... You have to go, it's okay... I'll just go ho—."

"No, baby, keep our bed warm in the hotel. Promise I'll be here before the night ends."

Kate pulled back from you, handing over her suitcase, then in one swift motion her outfit is ripped off to reveal her suit.

"Like my party trick?" She teases, and your giggles help to settle the guilt in her heart.

"Yeah, but party tricks won't save the world, so go, then come back to me... I have a trick of my own planned for the night." You tease, winking oh so subtly as you do.

Kate smirks at your innuendo, then kisses your cheek before running off, leaving you to enter through the portal. Unbeknownst to either of you though was the permanency of the portal, seeing as how as soon as you walked through it, it closed.

Now it was Valkyrie's time to shine, watching closely as you enter her town, and adjusting her pants to conceal how excited she'd become. The trap was set in motion, all you had to do was step into it, and with your lack of perception on direction it was almost too easy.

While searching for signs to get to your hotel—that didn't exist—you saw an ice cream shop. Wanda knew you well enough to know that would grab your attention, and Valkyrie watches in amusement as you run in to collect a triple scooped cone.

As soon as you exited with the cone a child ran by, knocking the cone into your clothes, leaving you covered in the sticky goodness. Then as if the day couldn't get worse, before you could walk across the way to the public restrooms another group of kids came barreling through. Both yours, and Kate's bags were thrown into the ocean, and on instinct you went to jump in.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around you, the smell of the woman's cologne had you reeling as she gently twirled you around until you were facing her.

"Honey, that was a close call there... Those waters are unforgiving territory, did you miss the signs?"

Her smooth accented voice works to calm your nerves, and the friendly smile finishes the job.

"Sorry, it's just, some kids kinda ruined my clothes, then knocked the rest of them into the water."

"No need to apologize little dove, how about you come with me?"

Your body language shifted, and Valkyrie picked up on the hesitancy instantly.

"How bold of me, please let my introduce myself first. I'm Valkyrie, technically the King of the land, but the titles not really necessary out here. All of our shops are closed for the day, so the only clothes I can offer you belong to my wife—Wanda Maximoff."

Your face lights up at the sound of your familiar friends name being uttered, and you're hardly able to contain your little dance, your day is starting to look up.

"Oh my gosh! Hi! I'm Y/N, and I've heard so much about you."

Valkyrie chuckles at your statement, uttering the same back, then helping you to mount her Pegasus before following suit to take you back to the castle.

—

Wanda was still on Earth, helping the group to fight the sudden influx of monsters attacking the city of New York.

"Where the hell did these devils come from?" Kate shrieks, standing back to back with Clint, shooting her trick arrow off at the same time as him, hitting the octopus inspired monster directly in its eye for a takedown.

"It's unclear, but according to my knowledge, and their markings they seem to have been sent here by a witch of sorts." Strange relays before being propelled into a nearby shop.

"Wanda! Can you trace it back to anyone?" Clint shouts through his comms, but she's quick to feign ignorance.

"Listen, I have magic, but I'm not a spell casting witch, so no, I have no idea how to do so." She replies annoyedly, but is able to pass off said annoyance as she's wrestling with another one of her creatures.

Once the fight seems to end all too suddenly everyone returns to the compound to get patched up, Wanda's quick to slip out unnoticed, leaving to enter the basement of the sanctorum, casting the same spell that Strange had recently fucked up to absolute perfection.

"Oh printsessa... How sad is it that nobody's going to remember you..." She darkly coos preparing to leave before the incoming steps can catch sight of her.

With the snap of her fingers she's back in Asgard, placing your contained spell into a safe in her secret basement in the castle before setting off to see if Valkyrie completed her end. Walking into the room to see you in her creme shaded camisole, and a pair of red, lacy panties she sees she obviously did. She can't help but to stare, wondering what it is you're thinking about, but she's quick to reroute your mind.

Red wisps travel over to your relaxed form, entering your mind, and filling it with filthy thoughts of the witch, and her warrior. Valkyrie's arms suddenly wrap around her from behind, settling her head on her shoulder she peers over at your body as well.

"I returned to find all your pants in the wash." Valkyrie chuckles into her wife's ear, and the witch giggles along.

"Oh no, how inconvenient..."

"She's beautiful..."

"Yeah, and she's all ours..." Wanda confirms, placing her hands over her lovers and before she can turn to initiate anything your whimpers pull her attention back to you.

The newfound wet patch on your panties brings the witch so much joy, and she feels as your sounds do the same to her wife.

Wanda's first to move towards the bed, using her magic she removes your panties, and throws them over to the woman behind her before climbing onto the bed and leveling herself with your drenched pussy. Your unique scent suddenly fills her nostrils, leaving her practically drooling as thoughts of ravishing you steadily consume her.

Taking it slow she lightly blows your cunt, watching the way your body jolts at the sudden rush of cold air. Still you remain asleep, which is honestly her preference in the moment. Languidly she runs her tongue through your folds, moaning as your slick travels across her tastebuds, and as she becomes consumed with your taste she no longer feels the need to hold back as she dives right in.

Valkyrie was sat in a corner chair, watching as Wanda ate you out, the sight alone causes her cock to ache with a need for release. With one hand she begins to stroke her cock, starting slowly to build herself up at a decent pace. Using the other she lifts your panties to her face, deeply inhaling your scent, which in turn leaves her desperate for you, and within a matter of moments she's increasing her pace and prematurely releasing at the same moment Wanda's ministrations seemed to wake you up.

"What's going on... ? Wanda, I-I.."

"Shh printsessa... Mommy's just taking care of your needs, your loud whines led us in here to find your panties beyond drenched..."

"Wanda, I have a girlfriend..."

Wanda slaps your cheek the moment those words leave your lips, leaving you completely shocked, but it's honestly more than enough to silence you.

"No, you actually don't, and that's not my name!" She growls out, then viciously her lips attach to yours.

Moving against your still lips, she becomes rather angry at your lack of reciprocation, so she pulls your lower lip back and harshly bites it, drawing blood. Her thumb tenderly runs across your cheek to wipe away your tears, then it slowly travels down. Mixing your tears with the blood that now stains your chin, then she's lifting her coated thumb up to her lips to suck upon the mixture—giving you whiplash.

"Tell me honey, what were you dreaming about?" Wanda asks, feigning cluelessness.

You run hot with embarrassment at the vivid imagery that once again consumes your mind, unwilling to divulge said information, which if you were thinking clearly you'd know is pointless since she can literally hear every thought you've ever had.

"What did you do to Kate?" You ask fiercely, ignoring her question, and preparing for another round of slapping.

"Oh don't you worry, Kate's more than fine, actually without you there to hold her back she's doing extremely well."

"I didn't hold her back." You meekly state, tears ferociously running down your cheeks, but the witch ignores them, and continues to dig the knife in further.

"Oh, but you did. Kate was distracted by you, now that for her you never existed, she's doing amazingly. Clint was able to leave her to take over his mantle, and she graduated a whole year early."

"What do you mean I never existed?"

"Let's not break that pretty brain of yours..." Wanda taunts, face feigning sympathy.

"Wanda, please explain..."

Your inconsolable sobs gnaw at her heart in the slightest bit, so in a simple way she explains.

"Nobody on Earth knows who you are..."

She pauses to place a kiss to your wet cheeks.

"...There's also no way back to Earth for you..."

Pausing once more to see you processing her words, a fresh set of tears falling as you do.

"You're officially our pretty little princess, so it's best you get used to it honey..."

Your tears don't stop, but your resistance seems to, lazily you meet her lips efforts as she kisses you with immense passion.

"Now, what were your dreams about honey?"

You're more than aware now that she knows, that she definitely planted them there, but your arousal was quick to out how much you wanted it on at least some level. Truth be told, Wanda didn't actually orchestrate what happened in your mind, just planted the seeds, and let your imagination run wild with it.

Her glare tells you there isn't really much of a choice here, it's expected of you to answer, and you're not really a fan of the mean version of your "friend" so through your sobs you manage to speak.

"Mommy was laying on the bed..."

Wanda hums against your skin, allowing you to speak your truth while she toys with your breasts, taking a nipple between her fingers, while taking the other into her mouth, enjoying the way you stutter as she tweaks and sucks.

"and Daddy was fucking me from behind while I ate you out..."

Valkyrie's quick to tune in at the title, jumping up to be able to lock eyes with you as you continue on, and your eyes go wide at the sight of her sizable dick that's stood at attention.

"Fuck..."

"Go on.." Wanda commands, lightly biting into your soft skin as a warning.

"Da-addy and you just kept using me, the rest is kinda fuzzy, I'm sorry..."

"Oh little dove, that's fine... I promise we can make your dreams a reality, then fill in the blanks as we go..." Valkyrie coos before Wanda can speak, her free hand going up to cup your cheek, and allowing you the millisecond of comfort before Wanda begins to speak.

"Listen honey, I don't like to be mean to you, but you have to promise to be our good girl... We'll take such good care of you, give you a life full of riches, all you have to do is promise."

Her words are sickeningly sweet, but—truth be told, in the moment Wanda's enjoying the fear that resides beneath your gaze. You've seen Wanda's powers up close, so the idea of fighting seems futile, especially seeing as how you've no longer got a life to return to, so you settle for the easier rode—giving in.

"I promise!"

Wanda smirks at your inner turmoil, then your subsequently logically drawn conclusions fill her with glee—you were perfect, easy to mold.

"Well, first, mommy's got to punish you."

"My queen, maybe this time we let her off the hook..."

"I don't know, she wasn't..."

Valkyrie pulls Wanda in for a kiss, cutting her off then whispering something into her ear, which shockingly seems to convince the witch otherwise.

"Seems like your daddy here wants to show you some mercy printsessa, but just be warned, in the future mommy won't be so nice."

At this point you were just embarrassed, your puffy cunt dripping onto the mattress, and no matter how much you willed your body to stop the arousal was just flowing out. Valkyrie's slender fingers teasingly trailed through your folds, collecting your arousal just to get a taste while Wanda was off to the side making quick work of her own clothing.

Valkyrie's strong arms wrapped around you for the second time today, effortlessly lifting you off the bed; dragging your wet cunt down her abdomen, and as she lowered you to the ground her erect cock nudged through your folds. Needy moans were caught by her lips suddenly, yet gently, pressing against your own.

The sound of the bed creaking announced that Wanda was ready, Valkyrie reluctantly pulled away from you, then with arousal inducing brute force she spun you around, lightly shoving you towards the bed.

"Face down, ass up." Wanda instructs, leaving little to no room for interpretation leading you to crawl up the bed and settle yourself between her parted thighs.

"Honey, don't leave mommy waiting, this was your dream after all..." She taunts, leaving you to consider teasing her back, but you quickly decide it's a bad idea and with a shocking bit of excitement you get acquainted with her body.

Wanda's breathing becomes uneven as you work your tongue through her folds, and with the wave of her hand she gives Valkyrie the necessary permission to ravish you. All of a sudden you're moaning against her core, sending the most perfect of vibrations through her as Valkyrie fills you to the brim.

"Fuck... Princess, you feel so good around me." Valkyrie says, accent deepening as arousal laces her tone, and her hips begin to move at an unforgiving pace.

The room smells of sex, as the three of you work each other up to your releases. Wanda's hand is tangled in your hair, holding you firmly against her, while her hips move erratically to fuck your face. It's almost like a game of tug of war is taking place, Valkyrie's hold on your hips is firm, bruising even as she thrusts into your from behind, using her hold to pull you back to meet her every thrust. One thing's definitely clear, both women are close to their release with you present between them.

Even though you're clearly struggling to retain cognition, you're able to bring yourself to slip two fingers into Wanda as her hold on your head falters. Wanda cries out as soon as your fingers begin rhythmically pumping into her, tongue teasingly tracing over her bundle, then in reciprocation her powers travel down to play with your clit.

The sudden pressure has your moves faltering for half a second, and the way your walls clench has Valkyrie nearing her end. Valkyrie's hips never stop their motions, clearly her stamina was top tier; your jaw however was growing tired, so in an attempt to throw the witch over you wrapped your lips around her clit, sucking fervently.

Within a minutes time, after a few perfectly crafted curls of your fingers, and the delicious pressure against her you're rewarded with her pornographic moans and abundant release. Her thighs had tightened around your head though, as she rolled her hips against you in hopes of keeping her high going, leaving you without air. The dizziness clouding your mind as your lungs pleaded for relief had spurred your body on; walls fluttering around her twitching cock.

Wanda's release of your head had you gasping for air, and the sudden re-emergence of oxygen in your lungs had been what finally sent you crashing over into your state of bliss. Valkyrie was close as well, but she'd desperately wanted to see you coming undone before she lets go.

In a quick succession she's pulling out of you, allowing your previous orgasm to drip out of you as she manhandles you onto your back. Thrusting back into you with a sense of urgency, and with strong arms holding you up by your thighs her thrusts somehow hit deeper. Staring down you watch as her length manages to push your abdomen out repeatedly. Curiosity takes you over, and you reach down to poke at the unusual bulge, then after a moment you're forcefully pushing down on it. Her wide tip pushes against your spongey wall just right, an aggressive moan flies out of you, as your body trembles from beneath her.

Val watches your face as it scrunches up from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you, your walls simultaneously work to choke her cock, and at that she can no longer hold on. A choked moan falls from the woman above you as she quickly becomes overwhelmed by the sensations. The way her cock twitches inside you is the warning you get before the white, sticky hot fluids spew from her dick, painting the entirety of your walls.

"God, you're just so fucking hot." She groans, then her lips are meeting yours for a teeth clashing kiss that you do your best to keep up with.

A soft whine falls from your lips, and is transferred into her mouth as she continues to kiss you and slowly moves her hips, picking back up as if she hadn't just came seconds ago.

Wanda took some time to recuperate from her high, having been reveling in the fact that she finally had you where she wanted you. Being so far gone in her mind she'd failed to even take notice of the change in position. She watches in awe as her wife continues to destroy you with no end in sight, eyes tightly shut as her hips continue to thrust you into the bed, and having apparently turned you into a babbling mess roughly two orgasms ago.

Wanda eventually has to slap her in the face just to get her back down to Asgard, her hips slowly come to a stop before she's looking up to meet her lovers gaze.

"My King, you did so good, but it's time to let her rest now..." She coos, then leans forward to kiss her lips while she is very much still inside of you.

Valkyrie finally looks down at you, taking in your tear stricken face, admiring the way your bruised lips are parted, and loving the sounds of your adorable snoring.

"I didn't even realize she passed out..." She guiltily murmurs.

"Yeah, I noticed." The witch giggles, reaching out to push the hair out of your face, leaning down to place a tender kiss to your parted lips.

"She'll be okay... There's definitely no way you didn't get her pregnant though.."

"I don't want to pullout..." She whimpers, and Wanda smirks deviously at her.

"Then don't, let our little princess here get used to cock warming..." Wanda muses before kissing her once more in a silent goodnight.

Valkyrie didn't have to be told twice, gently she laid her body atop of yours, making sure you're still able to breathe as she's definitely bulky enough to crush you. Once she feels the rise and fall of your chest consistently, and without struggle, she settles her face in the crook of your neck and falls asleep.

Wanda lays beside the both of your sleeping bodies, fingers lightly tracing the sides of your abdomen, and smiling when she finally picks up on another energy in the room.

"Goodnight princess... Goodnight little pea..."

She falls asleep with a rather full heart, though this had been a dream she once shared with Natasha, she's glad she was able to pull it together with her newfound love.

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hello! i had an idea where a child's about to die, so the parents start to make them an automaton. before the automaton wakes up it gets a soul naturally because of all the love that went into building it, but as it wasn't awake yet the parents didn't know and bind the child's soul to it as well, and it wakes up with two souls as if it were two people in one body. i don't know whether that would work because maybe the body would reject a second soul, but i thought it was a cool idea.

This actually happens! A family has to hire special alchemists to perform proper soulbindings, otherwise an automaton might get a soul naturally and then you can’t put two souls in a single automaton or it tears their minds apart and to save themselves they self-destruct so the souls can be freed. 

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[not-your-prize-princess-blog]

Vampire Romance

@darkqueen-eva and @lipsasredasblooddd

Is it weird to have feelings about the ship you helped ruin? Probably a little. But I thought about them a bit and I got emotional and the result is this playlist.

1. Turning Page by Sleeping At Last so this song talks about waiting a hundred years to meet someone. Which is honestly what a vampire’s life sounds like finding and waiting for that special someone to connect with and be with. Is this on a Twilight soundtrack? Yes probably because they had uncannily good taste in music for their soundtracks. But this song is soft and sweet and the kind of feel I think that Eva and Snow would’ve had.

2. Moonlight [A Vampire’s Dream] Stevie Nicks kind of has this vampire-y vibe to me anyway and it’s part of the reason this song is on this playlist. It also made me think of Snow’s dissatisfaction with vampirism and wanting to become human oddly. Not all of it fits of course, but there’s enough that just made me think of them. And hey, Stevie Nicks is nice to listen to.

3. La Vie En Rose by Edith Piaf when I think of an old time love song that makes me think of Snow Queen, it’s La Vie En Rose. I just picture the two of them having danced to this at some point in the past, being perfectly gorgeous lesbian vampires. They’re well traveled, they know lots of languages and dances probably and this is just another song they can be romantic with. idk. I think it fits the musical vibe I decided they have though idk how true it is.

4. Dream A Little Dream of Me by Mamas and the Papas First this song is amazing. But also it’s tech a song from the 30s so it has that older feel even if this version is from the 60s. Another thing I love about it is it doesn’t have any gender mentioned in the song, so it can perfectly suit the lesbian vampire romance. It’s romantic and I just picture more dancing, perhaps in Eva’s fancy manor by the grand piano and stuff. idk.

5. A Thousand Years by Christina Perri Yes I acknowledge this is a cliche vampire song. But it is the cliche vampire song because it goes into that sense of time and longer lasting love and all. Eva and Snow certainly loved each other for quite a lengthy amount of time. That kind of feeling doesn’t go away even if one of the pair is gone.

6. We’ll Meet Again by Vera Lynn So this song is obviously from the 40s so more of a war vibe. However, I think of it in terms of Snow’s becoming mortal and then the end. Idk maybe I’m seeing it in a more melancholy way, or like a ‘someday in a place like heaven they’ll be reunited’ sappy and sad? I don’t know I’ve been having a lot of feelings about Snow Queen okay?

7. The One That Got Away (Acoustic) by Katy Perry We’re addressing more the tragedy of their romance now alright? I like to think of this as the ‘if i had done this’ so like if Eva had prevented Snow from trying to become human. Or I don’t know. It’s a song about regrets and all, and I feel like Eva must have a lot of those. And while Katy doesn’t generally fit the vampire music vibe I have in my head, this song in its acoustic form works.

8. Stars by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals this is literally one of my favorite songs tbh. It’s sad, it’s heartbreaking. It’s all about missing someone incredibly important to you. I use this song for characters who are desperately longing for someone they love but can’t find them, or won’t be able to see them again. It’s just, it’s a beautifully sad song. 10/10 would recommend listening and getting emotional as I have.

[alice-in-every-land-blog]

The Haunted Estate of Edelweiss/ Curious Queen

Alice was very proud of her choices in decor for Edelweiss Estate this Halloween. 

She’d been given free reign this year as the Lead Creative Designer for the estate’s Halloween decorations, and honestly? She couldn’t have been more excited for the opportunity. Her head had swarmed with ideas almost instantly, faster than she could write them down, and with the input of the other workers who made up the rest of her team, there were actually far too many to put into action. (Those were filed away, thoughts for next year’s decor.)

And now, just in time, the mansion was finally completed. It had, of course, had most of the easy decor on since the beginning of the month - green lights strewn about the outsides, cobwebs with faux insects covering greenery that was allowed to become overgrown, lighting effects, fake sound effects, and that sort of thing - but now it was truly a sight to behold. 

And it was time to give Eva the grand tour. 

She’d told her to meet her at the gate leading into the Estate, which had its own simple decor: Cobwebs and bloodstains and a jack-o-lantern-headed scarecrow on each side to guard it. Alice smiled wide over at her employer, gesturing towards the entrance. “Are you ready to see the Haunted Edelweiss Estate in all its glory?”

@darkqueen-eva

[katys-bird]

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[the-soul-keeper]

@darkqueen-of-asgard thoughts?

I made a Disaster Bi pride flag.

[roguemodelmanagementuk]

Posted @withrepost • @loisjelise Day 24 of the @faces_and_style #vintagesummerchallenge2019 is 60s, 70s or 80s! So I thought it'd be fun to tell you a little bit more about what I teased on my stories yesterday - an 80s influenced romantic gothic look based around this stunning choker by @alternative_finch80 for the @rogue_model_management charity calendar in support of @mindcharity 💜The 80s influences are quite subtle (mainly I've just done a little homage to Elvira's hair and played with a bold purple palette rather than just plain black!) but I do love the goth look. It wasn't all shoulder pads and power dressing (although you all know I'm obsessed with these looks too!) I love sharing selfies from shoots as I'm always so amazed by how the look is transformed in-camera - I've already seen some of the shots by the fab @altondigitalimage and I can't wait to share them with you soon! Would you like to see me shoot more alternative looks like this? . . . Hair and makeup by me I am represented by @rogue_model_management Choker @alternative_finch80 Lipstick @katvondbeauty Lolita II Hair flower @pinupandpearl . . . . #darkqueen #gothic #gothicglamour #gothicfashion #fairytalephotography #fairytalefashion #vampirefashion #vampirestyle #80sfashion #elvira #curvemodel #gothicmakeup #day24vintagesummer2019 #halloweenfashion #halloween2019 #allblackeverything #alternativemodel #regal #vintage #vintagestyle #vintageblogger #gothfashion https://www.instagram.com/p/B1mGpigAQat/?igshid=1hcwofdhg173m

[darkqueenofshadows85]

Make no mistake, 2022 truly was an S tier year for Sonic

[romanoffsbish]

The Aftermath: Stickier Situation

Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader (Past)

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff(Widowed)

Queen!Wanda × KingG!P!Valkyrie

DarkQueen!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SoftDarkKingG!P!Valkyrie

DQ!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SDK!Val x Kate Bishop (🤷🏼‍♀️🧐)

@simplysimping999 a part 2 to your original request

TA: Our Pretty Princess(Part 1)

4/4 of the Part 2 Party Palooza 🤪

18+ | Minors DNI | Smut!!!

1st— Oral (Valkyrie-G!P), Penetration(Reader), BREEDING KINK, Choking, Daddy Kink, Soft degradation, Bulge play, Unprotected sex, Marking.

2nd—Oral(Wanda-Face riding), Degradation, Fingering(Reader-Shower), Mommy Kink, Marking.

Warnings: Stockholm Syndrome, insecurities, manipulation, violence.

8k—You’ve been warned 💋

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The New—Asgard Gala was tonight, the first of many you'll be expected to attend as the beloved partner—prisoner—of the leaders of this great populous. The last two you were able to avoid seeing as how you were freshly added to the mix against your will, so they had to keep you hidden until they deemed you trustworthy. Not to mention you were pregnant with Athena at the time of the first one, then the following year she was just too needy to leave with a sitter.

Your outfit has been laid out, and a team will be by to get you all done up later so that you could be the arm candy you're meant to be. Athena is going to be making her debut as well, and the only problem with that is the rather hilarious tantrum she's currently throwing.

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"No! I'm not wearing dat!" She shouts, arms crossing over her chest in defiance as she sends Wanda a deadly glare that would honestly be terrifying had she not been less than 3ft tall.

"Little one, please don't make mama sad, I picked out this special dress just for you to be able to match all of us perfectly." Wanda tries to reason with the petulant toddler, but she simply doesn't budge.

You hold back the snide commentary, because at the end of the day your daughter might not share her genetics, but she's a spitting image of her mother's personality, and now she must reap what she very well sowed.

*I can still hear your thoughts printsessa, better pull yourself together for tonight, and help me right now.*

"Angel, I promise you can put your Tiana dress back on after the party, and then Mama, Mom, and I will all sit down to watch the movie with you before bedtime." You coo, dropping to your knee before your daughter, and smiling gently to coax her from her bad mood.

"Mommy, I no want to party, I just want cuddles." She pouts, arms dropping in defeat to her side, and you take the hint to pull her exhausted form into your arms.

"I'll tell you what, Mommy will give you all the cuddles right now, then you'll take your nap, and wake up so excited to party. I heard there will be chocolate chip cookies, so be our perfect angel and Mom and I will make sure to sneak you a bunch when Mama's not looking." You reason with her, holding her head tightly to your chest and subtly rocking her to coax her into dreamland, whispering the last part to make her really think it's a secret to which she smirks mischievously before yawning.

"Otay mama, I will wear your ugly dress." She mumbles towards Wanda, sounds muffled as her face nuzzles against your neck.

You snicker at the brutal honesty, and Wanda sends you a pointed glare, but then her face softens slightly at the sight of the easily remedied situation, just solidifying her belief that you were truly the right woman for this.

"Here, there's no way she'll let them touch her, so I'll just get her ready myself." You offer, your lovers smile now wide at your easy submission without even a word of hers being spoken.

"Thank you, always so ready to be a good girl." She praises, thumb tracing over your lip as she had turned your face so that she could kiss you without disturbing the angel within your arms.

After a blissful moment of her lips on yours she had to pull away, having hardly even had the time to fight with your daughter, let alone to get lost in you—her very special princess.

"Valk will be by in a bit to give you more detailed instructions, but please do make our angel here look great, not that it would be hard, she's already so adorable to begin with." Wanda instructs, leaning forward to peck your irresistible lips once more before taking off.

You carry your daughter off towards your connected rooms, opening the side door that leads into her palace sized bedroom you place her down onto her forest green, canopy bed then you plop yourself down in the chair before her vanity while preparing her hair products and hanging her dress up to preserve its shape.

—

Wanda was running around like a mad woman, which for all intents and purposes is the case. Though they had the help of the people to prepare the gala she'd been preoccupied with the fear consuming her as the line up of guests for tonight was a bit different than the usual.

Although retired from Avenging she'd been made to go to Earth just last month to help with a catastrophic event, and in her time there she had felt a bit nostalgic. One thing led to another and she then found herself drunkenly inviting her found family to the event, the same family that were essentially living a lie due to her magical manipulations. Of course she'd locked the bound spell up safe, but she was worried the pull of the heart could be enough to break at least the archer's ties to said spell.

"You're worrying again, with one flick of the wrist you could call them off honey, so either do that or just let it go before the wrinkles gracing your face become permanent."

"Says the one who thinks that overall hygiene consists of bar dish soap and axe body spray." Wanda expertly deflects in an annoyed grumble before then melting into her wife's strong hold, and hypocritically breathing in her cheap cologne to calm herself down.

"Stop deflecting." Valkyrie laughs out with a pinch to the witches hip.

"Careful their My King, we wouldn't want to have to replace another wall now would we?"

"You know as much as you try to threaten me with that My Queen it never works, all it does is awaken my little friend down below."

"You're a royal pain in my ass." Wanda snaps, aggressively pulling out of the strong hold to slap the warrior on the chest, and hurriedly walking away from her before she can try to stop her with her annoying charm.

Valkyrie wasn't joking about her arousal, but with the witch running off to do whatever she deemed worth doing she was only left with one of two options for relief so she set off to find you so that her trusty hand can have a break.

After nearly twenty minutes of searching the massive castle she'd found you reading a book in the library she'd had built specifically for you with the baby monitor right beside you. She'd already been in her ball attire, as she'd only needed to change out the suit jackets and ties to match the familial units color scheme.

"Hey, sweetheart, can you come here please?"

Ever the pliant little one you spring to your feet, settling a bookmark in between the pages and sauntering your way on over to meet her without a single question.

"Look at you, always such a good girl for me..." Valkyrie says with a proud smile upon her face, because though they're meant to be a united front she does in fact pride herself on having a better hold on you than the redhead.

Valkyrie just stares at you with darkened eyes, your innocent expression doing nothing to quell her aching cock confined by her tightly fitting suit pants.

"Can I help you with something daddy?" You not so innocently ask, using the title that you know drives the woman crazy, and she's made privy to just how much you want her too.

"Yes actually, Daddy needs a little help from her pretty princess..." She responds, hand slowly guiding your own to cup the obvious bulge in her pants, and the simplest contact has her bucking against your hand.

Without a word Valkyrie's hands move to take the plain black tie off so that she could replace it with the vermillion later, but in the mean time she has other plans for the article of clothing, toying with it while she patiently awaits your response.

"Whatever you need daddy..."

Valkyrie's eyes light up at your submission, heart rate rapid as she throws the loosened fabric over your neck, and in quick succession she tightens the prefixed knot to pull your body flush against hers for a bruising kiss that you moan into as her prominent bulge lightly grinds against your clothed core and your whole body warms at the promised activities.

Without separating your lips she pushes your body against the wall, continuing to grind against you and while her tongue explores your mouth you can feel your arousal soaking through your panties and onto your cotton shorts that are now sticking to your thighs.

"Daddy needs you on your knees princess." Valkyrie groans against your lips as the pressure building up beneath her slacks is becoming too much, right hand shoving you to your knees by means of the tie while the other desperately works to remove her belt.

Eager hands move to help her, unbuttoning the slacks and pulling them down her thick, toned thighs until they fall the rest of the way to pool at her ankles. Your eyes widen at the sight of the sizable amount of precum that coats the tip of her cock, you lick your lips in elated anticipation you squeeze your thighs together in search of the much needed friction since she'd gotten you so damn worked up.

"Fuck, do you see what you do to me honey? Go on princess, suck daddy off..."

You're quite the fan of teasing the woman, so your tongue pokes out to barely swirl around her tip, while your hand wraps around the base to slowly glide up and down the entirety of her shaft, her veiny cock twitches under your hold, and there's a slight change in her breathing pattern before she groans in frustration.

"Don't fucking tease me princess, you know we're short on time here, and if one of us has to go without it won't be me.."

With the unthinkable threat of being left in your desperate state you waste no time giving her exactly what she wants.

"Sorry daddy..." You attempt to remedy the situation, eyes caught in a stare off with the needy woman.

Your purposefully innocent gaze never leaves hers as you spit on the tip, then with your thumb and pointer finger you trail the spit down her shaft with a delicate pressure, and her head falls forward against the wall as she tries to refrain from cumming on the spot.

"Fucking hell..." She pants out, and that's when your lips wrap around the head of her cock, sucking lightly over the sensitive tip.

You take a ragged breathe through your nose while you work your way down her shaft, hollowing your cheeks as you pull back slowly, and repeating this only a few times as you soon got used to the sizable intrusion.

Your hands had taken hold of her thighs in an attempt to steady yourself, fingernails digging into her taut skin and leaving memorable marks behind while you had began to bob your head vigorously, slurping sounds filled the otherwise silent library, mixing with the pleasured grunts from your lover as you built her up further. Valkyrie hated feeling like she was putty in your hands, because even if it was the case she couldn't have you believing it, so she decided to regain some of her control.

Testing the bounds of your gag reflex she uses her grip on the tie to abruptly stop your movements as you neared the base of her cock but repeatedly failed to do so on your own and so she thrusted up instead. Your nose brushed uncomfortably against the scratchy material of her button up, and your throat deliciously contracted around her while you loudly gagged. Tears fall down your cheeks as you're being pushed beyond your limits and after a few more harsh thrusts, and with a generous squeeze to her balls by your falling hand Valkyrie unloads down your throat with a loud, broken up moan.

She pulls out rather abruptly so that she could make sure to paint your exposed chest white with her never ending load, her mouth agape as the pleasure failed to fade as she herself continued to stroke her shaft with her left hand, and with her right she tightened the tie around your throat even further before yanking you off the ground and she marveled at the sight of you completely at her mercy, gasping for air, and absolutely covered in her slick.

"God, that mouth of yours is purely magical..." She pants out, forehead falling against your shoulder while her hands fall to your hips to steady herself even further.

"Fucking hell princess, you've soaked through your shorts." She groans, fingers trailing over the evidence, and her cock was quick to stand again at the delectable sight.

She pulls back to really look at you, pulling her handkerchief from her pocket she's quick to wipe the remnants of her previous release from your lips and follows it up by slamming her lips to yours and aimlessly tossing the ruined fabric to the side.

With her hands on your hips she quickly trails them down to pull your bottoms off, panties and all, then with brute strength she grips you up by your thighs to slam you against the wall. You shakily moan into her mouth as her dick twitches against your drenched core, and as soon as your hips start to grind against her she smirks against your lips.

"My desperate little dove, you've been so patient, such a good girl..." She chuckles against your lips as you whine against hers.

With quick, precise movements her defined biceps flex under your tight grip as she lifts your body then is slammed down just as fast. Your head slams against the wall as she fills you up entirely, her lips attach to your neck, and she bites into your skin as your warm walls flutter around her, the only thing she loves more than your mouth is your inviting pussy.

"Oh baby... you feel so good around me honey. Just a perfect, pretty pussy for me to fuck whenever I please, daddy's going to fill you up so good honey..."

Though your walls attempt to hold her captive she pulls her hips back and begins to thrust into you steadily, and it doesn't take long for you to reach your high.

"Oh shit... I'm so close... Please daddy, fuck another baby into me, fill me up until it's running down my thighs." 

Valkyrie's thrusts pick up at your request, not a single part of her hesitates at the idea of fucking another one of her babies into you. You were absolutely insatiable when you had been pregnant, she fondly, not to mention vividly remembers the nonstop sex that took place during the last two trimesters and she twitches at the thought of it becoming a reality once more.

Her right arm holds you up while her left hand makes its way between your bodies, thumb rubbing harsh circles against your clit while her forehead falls against the wall in sync with yours.

"Let go princess..." She groans, breaths fanning against your shoulder, as she finds it becoming increasingly hard to hold out.

Her cock rubs against your most sensitive spot at the same time that her long fingers press down on the bulge of your stomach and her thumb perfectly swipes over your swollen clit. Your walls instantly flutter, clinging tightly to her as you're thrown over the edge, your arousal coating her dick at the same time that the delicious pressure causes her to unload inside of you. Her hips continuing to thrust into you, making sure that her swimmers have enough push to bring her dreams to fruition.

She allows them a fighting chance by remaining inside of you as your collective breaths regulate, her lips lightly trail across your jaw until her watch beeps to make her aware of the new hour, so she reluctantly pulls away and looks deep into your lust filled eyes. She presses her lips to yours to absorb your whines as she pulls out of you, then settles you down onto shaky legs.

She carefully removed her tie from your neck, rubbing over the irritated skin to help relieve any pain. Then she helps you back into your shorts, then you watch in bewilderment as she folds up your ruined pair of red panties, then she settles it into the jacket of her suit pocket.

"Needed a replacement handkerchief." She jests with a shoulder shrug, a wink and flirty smile, and your legs nearly give out on you.

Then with a little instruction you help her to pull herself together so that she can go off to handle the gala preparations.

"Thanks honey. Now run along and get cleaned up princess, you've got three hours until they expect you to get your hair and makeup all done up and not to mention you still have to get our angel ready. Don't be late princess."

"I promise I won't be, I'll see you later Val."

Before you can skip—limp—out of the room though she yanks you back for a parting kiss, never really able to get enough of you.

"Had to steal a kiss for good luck princess, those assholes in suits will be here shortly." She grumbles against your soft lips while you giggle in response, she places a far more gentle kiss to your cheek before contradicting it by sending you off with a love tap to your behind.

"Hey Princess!" Valkyrie calls out to you as you're nearly out of the room.

You turn around to face her from the doorway, taking notice of her charming smile so you easily send her back a soft one of your own.

"I love you..."

"I love you too." You reply with a air kiss that she exaggeratedly catches, then the both of you silently leave in opposite directions for your respective destinations with matching smiles.

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After the lengthy shower you'd taken you walked out into your room to get dressed, with plans to check on your daughter. You soon come to find out she'd been carted off for lunch, and that Wanda had been patiently waiting for you on the bed instead.

"There you are...Mommy is far too stressed out, I need that pretty little mouth of yours to help make it all go away for me printsessa."

Well there goes your shower...

"Mommy still needs a shower too, we'll take one together after you help me out honey." She answers your thoughts while beckoning you closer with a curl of her talented fingers.

You stood before her mindlessly, allowing her to manhandle you until your wet body was flat on the bed, and you were gently smiling up at her, her lips met yours in a chaste kiss just before she shimmied up until her drenched core was hovering above you instead.

"Be quick, I have a lot to get done before the Avengers arrive." She muses, effectively smothering your face before you could make a comment about the arriving guests you knew nothing about.

Your heart and mind were clouded just enough by the thoughts of Kate that you stuttered in your movements, but a quick pull of your hair had your focus on the witches cunt laser sharp.

"Your thoughts are adorable detka, but alas the spell is sealed in tight, she won't even know who you are so your foolish dreams of her saving you from your tragic life where we give you everything you've ever wanted is amiss." She laughs rather loudly at you, mocking your hearts hopeful nature in favor of crushing it.

"Now flatten your tongue because you're proving rather useless when you use your brain, had I had the time I would've fucked you dumb first..."

Her words sting your heart, so in an act of counterproductive defiance you harshly swipe your tongue through her folds, swirling it with perfect precision over her clit before dropping back down to plunge it as deep as you can into her pulsing hole—giving her exactly what she needed, and deep resentment's aside you fucking love bringing Wanda over the edge.

"Shit, keep going... Just like that detka, make mommy forget and then as a thank you I'll use my magic hands on you pretty girl."

You whine against her sensitive cunt, your thighs rubbing together in anticipation for having her fingers buried deep inside you while your determined tongue works to push her over. Wanda's hips grind down against your face in perfect time with your movements, meeting your tongues thrusts, and with every perfect nudge of your nose to her clit her breathing becomes ragged, and the filthiest of moans full of desperation tumble out from above you, and though your jaws tired from your earlier activities your pace picks up at the dizzying sounds coming from above.

Wanda's perfectly chiseled abs contracts as the pit growing deep within her nears it's precipice of bliss. Nimble fingers harshly tug upon your locks, the pleasurable pain has you groaning against the witch, and that final sensation is all that she needed to have her trembling thighs tightly clamping around your head, and her never ending arousal to come flooding out of her, half of which you happily lap up, the rest winding up covering the entirety of your face as Wanda's hips continued to move against you.

"Oh fucking hell printsessa, your mouth is one of my absolute favorite fucking things, just mommy's slutty little mouth to fuck upon whenever she needs..." Wanda praises, her body slowly moves back from your face, and while she shakily travels down the bed you graciously breathe in and out, lungs thanking you for the oxygen you've graced them with.

Wanda's drenched core settles upon your abdomen, the warmth of her juices pulls a gasp from your throat as it hits your chilled skin. Quickly cut off as Wanda pushes her mouth to yours, tongue passing through your lips to explore the expanse of your mouth.

"What do we say?" She whispers against your lips, hardly giving you a chance to say anything in response as she sucks on your tongue.

"Thank you mommy." You incoherently slur, doing the best you can as Wanda's still exploring your mouth with her tongue.

"Good girl..." She praises as she pulls back, lips loudly popping as she does due to the abundance of spit coating them.

She chuckles at the way your body squirms beneath her at the simple praises, then she leans back to hover above and look you over.

"You always look so beautiful covered in my essence, but we really do need to get cleaned up, you've got less than two hours left..." She teases, enjoying the needy whines it pulls and the fearful expression overtaking your face.

"Don't start, you know I always keep my promises, just be patient..." She chides, then in one swift motion the both of you are in the shower standing beneath the hot streaming water while Wanda happily works you over.

Wanda's lips work with purpose to mark your skin, wanting to leave nothing up to chance at the gala tonight while her fingertips gently slide down your slippery abdomen until they land just above your desperate mound. With a proud smile she pulls back to admire the absolute masterpiece that is your marked up collarbones, the pattern of varying shades enough to rival the likes of "A Starry Night," Vincent Van Gogh could never...

Then her gaze moves up to look into your eyes, an almost unplaceable vulnerability swims within them as she suddenly slams two fingers into your already sensitive cunt and your head flies back into the shower wall. Wanda's eyes never waver from your beautiful face, wanting to bare witness to you coming undone for her, every gasp or twitch from the overwhelming pleasure fills her with pride, and has her fingers picking up their pace while red tendrils play their part in circling your neglected clit.

"Always making the prettiest of noises for me honey, just so perfect, and so beautiful..."

Wanda smirks at the way your walls clench around her slender digits whenever she's praising you, even though she would be the first to admit she prefers it whenever she gets to punish you, and the way you usually drip uncontrollably tells her you do too, she just sadly doesn't have the time.

"Fuck, mommy your fingers feel so good..."

"If only I'd had time baby, you'd be bent over my knee for swearing..."

Wanda chuckles as her fingers are held in place by your fluttering walls, and with the flick of her thumb mixed with the tingling of her magic upon your clit you finally let go, drenching her fingers in the process as you scream her title repeatedly. Wanda's slick fingers leave your cunt against your pitiful protests, eyes enamored with the abundance of your arousal that drips down your legs and eventually washes down the drain.

"What a damn waste..." She grumbles, before plopping the glistening fingers into her mouth, eyes slamming shut as she sucks them clean like a woman starved.

"Thank you mommy..."

Wanda smiles over her fingers when she hears you without having to prompt you, clearly she was able to fuck the attitude out of you just in time for the gala.

"It was my pleasure little dove..."

She placed a kiss to your lips before grabbing the loofah to prepare, and your hands worked to massage the shampoo and then the conditioner into the witches hair while her hands tenderly cleaned your body for you once more, removing the remnants of your special time together.

Though she'd yet to say those three words that you found yourself craving to hear you knew deep down the feelings were there whenever she'd allowed herself to show you such softness, which was far more often than the witch would willingly admit to.

"I'll see you later little dove, and make sure that you're on time, you know how much I hate it when you're late—wouldn't want to have to punish you..." She coos, hands cupping your face as she winks before snapping her fingers and exiting the restroom ready for the gala while you stand there completely drenched, and slightly heartbroken as she leaves you to handle yourself alone.

Wanda heard the desperate way that your brain shouted out 'I love you,' but she couldn't bring herself to acknowledge it. She's got herself convinced that the words are equivalent to a curse whenever muttered by herself, and the idea of losing any of you terrifies her, she just wouldn't allow it, so she leaves you broken instead.

—

Once you'd gotten dressed you rushed off to find Athena, and after many encounters with clueless individuals you found she'd been let to wander off into the basement—the one Wanda uses for her magical enchantments and you're not sure how she'd managed to get in there but you move quickly to get her out of her Mama's lair.

"Angel, what are you doing down here?"

"Playing with Mama's toys!" She beams with some odd looking contraption in her hand, and as adorable as she is you fear that whatever she's holding is Wanda's forbidden apple.

Uneasiness seeps into your bones the longer you're down here, so you scoop the toddler up, and that in turn jostles the 'toy' from her tiny hands; it goes tumbling to the ground and you wince at the sound it makes as it scrapes across the concrete floor. Instead of checking it over though you scurry on out of the creepy, barely lit room and buy your daughters silence with a promised princess movie marathon.

—

Getting the toddler bathed was a breeze, after massaging and combing each one of her products into her hair to ensure it was well nourished you'd been able to coax her away from her rubber ducky's with the reminder of chocolate chip cookies. Getting her into the dress was a bit trickier though as she had remembered her previous contempt for the fabric, but you'd somehow managed it after slipping a cherry lollipop into the spoiled little girls hand.

"Pick a color baby—red, white or maybe both?" You question the toddler as you plonk her weightless body down into her chair.

"Pink!"

"Baby, that's not an option, it wouldn't match."

"But Mommy..."

"Ah-aht, no tantrums angel, we don't have time. I'll just do both, it'll be pretty."

"Me want hair like mom." She pleads, eyes batting in the 'I always get what I want' way, and just as you do every single time you have to deny her you crush her soul.

Because when she says like mom's she means in length too, and the three of you had agreed that extensions for the two year old just wouldn't be suitable with the way she moves around, and how delicate her young hair is.

"Baby, you're not old enough for hair like mom's, but I can do two puffy buns, or I can do just one, or I can do some partial braids—?"

"No care, mommy choose." She interrupts you with a scowl present upon her face, another wave of tantrums on the horizon if you don't play your cards right.

You quickly weigh out your options, and judging by the time and how she's already squirming around you settle upon slicked back space buns, pulling her hair out of her face while also allowing the natural curls to shine through. You use scrunchies with built in bows, one red, one white, and then with a fine brush you settle her baby hairs.

"My littlest love, are you ready to see?" You ask enthusiastically, hopeful to pick her mood back up, and she looks up to you with a giddy smile.

"Yes! Mommy, I ready!"

You lightly jostle the spinning chair to shake her up some, causing her to giggle before you quickly spin her to face the mirror.

"Oh, mommy, I'm beautiful..." She gasps, and your eyes nearly fill with tears at the sweetest smile upon her face.

"Yes you are angel, so very beautiful!" You coo as you settle her on your hip and nuzzle your nose with hers then you place a sweet kiss to each of her cheeks.

"Mommy's turn now?"

"Yes angel, and you're coming with me to get ready."

Her squeals lighten the sudden wave of pain that had hit your heart, not entirely sure if it's Wanda's inability to admit her feelings, or the fact that the actual love of your life will be here tonight and she'll have no clue who you are. Either way you're grateful to have the little one, and the gorgeous woman whom gave you said angel by your side tonight.

—

Wanda and Valkyrie were stood beside one another in the ballroom ensuring that all the final adjustments were made to ensure maximum enjoyment for all this evening.

"My Queen, you sure seem far more relaxed." Valkyrie teases, recognizing the after sex glow the witches skin portrayed.

"Yeah, and I can see your little friend was tended to as well, and we both know it wasn't your hand that did the dirty work." She teases right back, and both women share in a fit of laughter before sharing a lingering kiss.

"Really though, how are you feeling?"

"Slightly worried, but more than prepared for anything that could go wrong tonight, no matter what Y/N's safe with us."

"That's for certain..." Valkyrie growls as her lips reattach to the witches, and the both of them just live in this gentle moment together before the first set of guests begin to arrive.

—

While sitting in the chair you'd allowed them to throw your hair back to keep it from your face, and then they applied only the lightest bit of makeup which makes you realize this encounter wasn't even necessary as you were quite capable of doing all of this on your own. Athena was running around the room, twirling the skirt of her dress around, and just being a total menace to the workers around.

"Mommy, you pretty now."

You hold back a scoff at your daughters unintentional slight, and pull her into your lap, taking a baby wipe to clean her sticky hands and giving her dress the once over. Relieved to see that she'd managed to keep clean you carry her with you to then check yourself over in the mirror as well.

"Want to look like mommy..." She mumbles, pointing to your tinted red lips in the mirror, and you smile gently before lifting the gloss up to apply a thin layer to her tiny puckered pair.

"There you go angel, just like mommy." You coo, and she places a wet kiss to your cheek in thanks, effectively taking it off and you just chuckle before fixing you both back up to head down to the ballroom.

—

Out of all the ways you could have imagined entering the ballroom to go this wasn't how you'd expected it to go at all. Chaos had apparently ensued at the exact moment the Avengers had arrived and you'd been left in the dark, and to a certain degree you were still in it. Valkyrie was stood toe to toe with the likes of Clint while both Yelena and Kate were screaming at the witch.

A guardsmen had scurried over to you, with express instructions to protect you, but your daughter had other plans once she saw the unfolding scene taking place too close to the table of sweets. With shocking strength she shoved the guard back and wiggled from your grasp to make her way over—she is a descendant of a Valkyrie after all.

"No touch my Mama and Mom!" She shrieked, tiny hands shoving the bulky archer back, and his eyes widen at the sight of the mini you.

Kate's eyes find her next, her suspicions confirmed when she recognizes the scowl on Athena's face. Frantically her eyes search for you in the crowded room full of nosy onlookers, finding nothing outside of the two specific men with notebooks who were clearly planning the next play that is to come of this rousing event.

Yelena's trained eyes found you, and she saw you struggling to break free from the mens holds and she was quick to run to you.

"Y/N Y/L/N, it's been along time—now duck."

Weird greeting aside you do as she says, then she slams the guards heads together and pulls you into her back protectively while guiding you towards the entirety of the Avengers.

Wanda's hands illuminate in red at the sight of Avengers encircling you, Valkyrie's fingers then drum along the handle of her sword, while Athena is holding Clint back with one hand while shoveling cookies into her mouth with the other.

"Wanda, what have you done?" Clint asks, and the witch quirks a curious brow as her glare now fixates on him.

"Exactly what needed to be done." She reasons, and the archer scoffs.

"Natasha wouldn't have wanted this!"

"Don't you fucking tell me what my late wife would've wanted Barton. I thought she wanted to live but low and behold she didn't do that. Apparently my heart mattered so little to her that she gave her life for yours, don't speak about her because you're also very wrong!"

"Look, Wanda, you took this fantasy too far, you manipulated the world to your will, and it's time we take Y/N back to live the life she was destined to." Strange interjects himself into the conversation, and Valkyrie is quick to unsheathe the sword and hold the point to his throat.

While the lot of them went back and forth your former lover was trembling before you, hands shakily cupping your face and checking you over for injuries.

"Y/N/N, baby I'm so sorry, I should've kept you hidden, kept you safe..." She sobs, and your heart breaks for the archer.

"Oh Katie, this wasn't your fault, we were all bamboozled here..."

Before the conversation could divulge into a next step you're breaking free from her hold to run over to your makeshift family.

"Don't you dare fucking touch her!" You seethe, hands quick to pull your daughter away from the archer who subsequently goes flying across the room.

"Mommy, no-no..." Your daughters shaky voice reprimands you, and you hum while pulling her face against your chest to shield her.

"Y/N, get behind me now!" Valkyrie instructs, hardened eyes telling you there's no wiggle room here.

"No, You don't tell her what to do! Y/N, come to me!" Yelena shouts, widow bites raised towards the woman you've grown to love.

Instead of doing as you're told you stand in front of the warrior to make your stance clear.

"Y/N/N, what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? She's happy with us!"

"No Wanda, she's scared of you, and is just protecting herself." Strange concludes, never once does anyone let you speak, which honestly isn't that surprising.

"I'd never hurt her!" Wanda shouts while throwing the sorcerer across the room next.

"Wanda, you can't do this..." Kate whimpers, overwhelmed by all this new information, and at the sight of seeing you marked by another.

"I already did, and you're all better off for it! Clint's finally retired, you're thriving in your superhero career, and Y/N's being taken care of like the princess she was always meant to be. Face it Kate, you were happy..."

"No, I wasn't. Everyday I woke up feeling this emptiness, and no matter what I did I couldn't fill it. Now though, that your spell has broken I know exactly what I'd been missing, and that's my Y/N/N..."

Wanda's hands surge with power once Kate tries to claim you as hers again, hands raise to shoot off but she's just as soon cut off.

"Hey!" You shout, pulling all attention your way as you step to be in front of the witch, scared daughter still in your arms.

"Y/N... Move..." She instructs through gritted teeth, and you challenge her by remaining.

"No Wanda, you're not going to hurt Kate..."

"Wands... Tasha wouldn't want this, I knew all about your plans to find your printsessa, but this wouldn't have been the route you both took, and you know it. Let Y/N go..." Yelena tries to reason with the witch, because if anyone could get through to her it would be her gained little sister Lena.

Wanda's gaze falls to Lena's face, and the pure disappointment mixed with betrayal she reads in her stance is enough to shatter what's remaining of her already tattered heart. Still—losing you isn't an option, so she tries to shake the heartbreak, and she decides in the moment to leave it up to you because her faith in you choosing to stay is rather high.

"Fine.. Y/N, what do you want to do here?"

You're immediately taken aback by her words, stance faltering as you scramble to even figure out what you would want here, because even without your daughter present two years is a long time to spend with someone. Kate will always be the keeper of your heart, but your heart now resides in the hands of two other women as well, and it's all a tad bit confusing.

Plus, this could all just be some elaborate ruse to trick you into a punishment later...

"Printsessa, this isn't an elaborate trick, tell us, what do you want?"

"I-I, I don't know..."

"Mommy, is okay..." Athena jumps into action the moment your voice cracks, tiny hands move to frantically slap away the tears and you turn your face to place grateful kisses to her palms.

"Honey... What do you mean you don't know?" Valkyrie's facade comes crumbling down at the uncertainty in your collective future's, losing you not really an option for the King either.

"Y/N/N... Please..." Kate pleads from off to the side, and her body shakes with the fear that you might not be coming home with her.

"I-I want it all..." You quietly mumble as you fall to your knees, pain not even registering as your crackling bones meet with the hard flooring, and your hold on your angel tightens.

Wanda approaches you, dropping to one knee, hand lifting your face by your chin, and then she's leaning in to peck at your trembling lips.

"I'm sorry for everything, I love you Y/N/N..."

The sincerity in her voice tells you this isn't a trick to win, but more so the witch pleading her case, hoping that you'll overlook the whole taking you captive part and instead remember all the bliss that came over the last two years after the initial shock of it all wore off.

Wanda watches as your mind falls into a deep spiral, and she knows this is all breaking you, just not in the fun way she enjoys. Standing to her feet she passes Athena's kicking form over to Valkyrie's clearly defeated one before stepping back to give you some much needed space to process.

"There's always another option..." Wanda suddenly throws out after a long resounding beat of silence, and all present parties attention falls to her.

"Yeah, like what?" Kate bites back, arms securely wrapped around herself for comfort while trying to remain with a strong front.

"Join us."

"What?!" Yelena, Kate, and Valkyrie collectively shriek at the woman's proposition, all with varying reasons for shock.

Honestly, you were hoping for an easy solution to aide with the pull of your heart, and this is like the holy grail of options so you just hope all parties are able to agree.

"Well Kate, you're miserable without her right? Take her away from us and I can assure you she'd be just as miserable without us as we'd be without her. Add our child to the mix, and Y/N wouldn't even be willing to leave with you. Plus, Kate, I've heard your not so pure thoughts about me over the years, and even the ones about my wife here in just the last hour, it's not like it would be a hardship for you. Forget the way we went about taking her, and you'll see she's had it good here because contrary to their beliefs we do love her. She spends most of her days tending to our feisty little angel here, and with her loads of free time she's painting or reading, we also have normal family gatherings like movie nights or dance parties." Wanda attempts to pitch her case, and the archer's face flashes with about five different emotions before quickly settling on acceptance.

"I'm in."

"What?!" Clint and Strange suddenly shriek, but Kate waves them off and makes her way over to you, dropping to her knees to be level with you and just like Wanda she's lifting your fallen face to peer into your glistening eyes.

"Is that okay with you Y/N/N?"

You nod your head vigorously, forcing your way into her lap for the much needed embrace, and Kate's decision is one of ease once you're securely in her arms like you'd been meant to be all along.

"It's settled then." Wanda quips, snapping her fingers the ballroom is restored to its former glory, the Avengers are all snapped back to NY with the exception of Yelena and Kate, and the townspeople will wake tomorrow with such horrific hangovers that it makes them realize last night was more fantasy then a reality—Asgardian ale, am I right?

Wanda then approaches your conjoined bodies, lifting and separating the both of you with ease, she then takes Kate by the collar of her shirt and slams her lips to hers briefly.

"Welcome to the family kotenok..."

While Kate has a moment of unfortunate gay panic Wanda's focus shifts over to her princess. Small, yet shockingly strong arms then glide over to wrap around your waist, nose nuzzling against your own before her lips caress yours in a sweeter kiss, full of soft desperation, silent pleads that you'll remain hers for life, and you meet her lips with 'I love you' reassuringly playing in your mind.

"Give me the baby." Yelena demands of your uncharacteristically quiet lover, and though Valkyrie glares at her in response Athena giddily bounces over to her.

"I'm your Auntie Yelena, and I need you to help me to save the girl who just kissed your mama, she's broken."

While Yelena handles the hot mess that is Kate you make your way over to the saddened warrior, Wanda hot on your trails, and the witch sandwiches you in between their bodies while holding onto her tightly.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" You ask in a hushed whisper, and your caring tone sends a tear over the edge but you're quick to cover it so no one sees her in such a state.

"I can't lose you princess, I won't survive."

"But daddy, I am human, I'm going to eventually die."

"Yeah, no, I'm already working on that..." Wanda's quick to shut you down, placing a kiss to your temple before leaving you both to do some further damage control for tonight's events.

"I would never leave you daddy, I don't ever want to, but I do love Kate too, and I just know you will too if you give her a chance."

"I'm certain I will if you speak so highly of her."

Valkyrie tightens her hold around your waist, then she begins to sway the both of you along to the slowed music, and buries her face in your neck, using you and the peace you bring as a hideaway from the demanding world of people around her.

—

After the dust settles and everyone moves to go to bed a throat clearing halts everyone's movements.

"Oh no.." You sigh, sharing a knowing look with your fellow parental's as you all turn to face the tiny body.

"Princess. Movie. Marathon." She repeats your words back to you, and you playfully run a hand down your face before scooping her up,  everyone else wordlessly follows you into the movie hall, and everyone cuddles up close on the king sized bed.

Wanda's taken to the left side of the bed, having called dibs upon you immediately so there you laid with your head pressed against her chest while she runs a soothing hand over your side and whispers her mocking of the movies just to hear your sweet giggles.

Yelena's laying down directly in the middle, Athena taking up residence between her spread legs with a bowl of popcorn and M&M's, sitting criss-cross-applesauce with her eyes dead set on the massive screen to the front.

Valkyrie took the right side, Kate being voluntold to snuggle up to her, and though shy it didn't take much convincing for the younger brunette to lay against her. Valkyrie had eventually got Kate to stop tensing at her initial touch since she would be settled behind her for the duration of the movies. Kate's squirming around trying to get comfortable worked against the warrior's patience. So she gripped her hip firmly, pulling her back into her so that she could feel the restricted bulge.  

"100% natural kitten, so be wary of your movements..."

"Oh."

Valkyrie lightly chuckles from behind her, placing a suggestive kiss to the side of her neck before settling back into the mattress and deviously making sure to keep their bodies flush together in the hopes of driving her mad with lust just to leave her hanging for days. Devious plans to take you in front of the archer, leaving her totally desperate by the time she'd give her what she wanted all while she stares at you instead of the screen.

Every last one of you was out by the time the third movie—Frozen—starts, limbs of all sorts entangled forming an intricate human pretzel. Everyone fell asleep with a widespread feeling of comfort, every differing cracked heart being mended and given the necessary reprieves.

"Let it go!! Let it go!!"

Your body jolts with a start as the annoying ice witch belts out her iconic line, and you grumble your grievances.

"Shhh printsessa, I promise the big bad ice witch won't hurt you, but keep squirming and the Scarlet witch will..." Wanda tiredly teases you, squeezing your hip in playful warning, and in response you roll over to bury yourself into her as sleep once again consumed you.

"Good girl, I am so glad you made all the right choices tonight..." Wanda muses, leaving a kiss to your forehead before falling asleep herself.

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I’ll Love You Forever xxx [Snow Queen]

In which Snow arrives at the manor after having opened the Gates of the Underworld and  become human again...

[tw for like idk bloodsucking, weirdo vampire things]

@darkqueen-eva

SNOW: Snow had a heart that beat.

And lungs that breathed.

And flesh that was easily torn.

She’d forgotten about that part, when she’d stepped triumphantly from the gates, waiting for her magic to flow into her again. Her body still felt--empty without it. And when she’d announced it to that damn bird he’d gone into such a tizzy he had scratched and clawed and snapped at her beautiful face.

Snow had laughed. She’d laughed because each spike of pain had been so beautifully human. She had fallen to her knees and she’d laughed and cried, until her eye was gone, until she had long claw marks down her beautiful face.

The hospital had been shocked at the damage and her wounds had been cleaned. There was nothing they could do about her eye, but she was unsurprised by that. They’d put gauze over it and given her a gaudy eye patch and sent her on the way the next morning, after there had been no sign of infection. (A surprise, that dirty, ugly bird.) She’d been given antibiotics and painkillers of all things and had to stop by the pharmacy to get a prescription filled. As long as she did not look in any mirrors, she was delighted by all this mundanity.

She had Ubered back to the estate and hopped out of the car late the afternoon after her plan had gone awry. Her heart was beating loud and fierce in her chest. She was nervous. And she knew that Eva would be able to tell. Still, she tossed her matted, unwashed hair (she would have to take a proper bath, maybe Eva would wash her hair, if she wasn’t so angry) and flounced up the steps.

Frou Frou greeted her first, padding up to her silently and sniffing from a few feet away. Her lip curled up in a warning growl.

“Frou, my sweet, it’s mummy,” she cooed at the big cat, whose ears flicked in confusion. Not even her voice sounded the same, hardly as melodic. “Come here, my sweet.” She wiggled her fingers and crouched down, unafraid of her pet.

Frou prowled towards her, swishing her gigantic tail across the marble floor, but she nudged her nose against Snow’s good cheek and Snow put her fingers in the leopard’s fur as the cat began to purr.

Her eyes flicked up when she sensed someone watching her and saw Eva hovering at the top of the stairs.

“Hallo, mein für immer,” she smiled softly and stood once again.

EVA: Eva knew what had happened the moment Snow stepped back into town, and that sweet, spicy scent of her blood wafted and Eva’s hand curled on the pages of the book she had been reading, her head snapping up as if hearing the cry of a baby from across the room. The page tore.

Eva was not stupid; she had heard whispers around the town, especially after those hounds had wreaked havoc. There were ways one could change back from being a vampire, but Eva had not thought Snow so utterly foolish as to actually do so.

Surely Snow knew that she was not going to become a sorceress again--vampirism destroyed any and all other magic within a person. Should they shed that virus, that curse, that blessing (the nomenclature shifted from coven to coven, from country to country, from time period to time period), somehow, with Dark Magic, with a portal to a different world, with an ancient artifact older than the concept of writing (there were rumors, many, of how one could go about doing so), one would only revert themselves to a blank slate of no magic. A Mundus.

A boring, pathetic, powerless Mundus, who had nothing special to offer the world except sweet blood to spill.

Eva stood on the top of the stairs, hands folded across her chest, watching Frou Frou hesitate at Snow’s feet.

Eva could hear Snow breathing, she could hear Snow’s heart beat, the rush of blood through her veins. And Eva would be lying if she did not find the idea of sinking her fangs into the side of Snow’s neck tempting.

“What have you done?” snarled Eva, but then Snow lifted her face and Eva saw the eyepatch, the jagged lines of red across the still beautiful porcelain skin and at once, she dropped her arms and in a moment had glided down the steps. “Who did this to you?” she said, her voice suddenly soft, but then she steeled herself again, pulling away. “Look at what happens,” she said, her voice a blade again, ready to cut, slice, stab, “when you meddle in things you should not.”

SNOW: Snow did flinch a bit at Eva’s snarl.

She knew that her lover would be angry with her, which was only--fair. And, she knew that Eva would really never do anything to hurt her, but in this fragile new body, face still sore from the fucking bird, she was just a touch jumpy, could you blame her?

But she stood, and she lifted her chin proudly, like nothing was bothering her, even if she knew the fluttering of her heart betrayed her. She would stand tall anyway, because she was going to be firm in her decision. She would not let Eva guilt her out of a beating heart again. She would not be fooled. She was no longer naive and foolish, she had lived (even if she had been dead) for three hundred years.

Scoffing, she moved her face back from Eva outstretched hand (though, part of her wanted to feel the coldness of her against the warmth of her skin.)

“You don’t get to do that,” she snapped right back, with a pout. “Be concerned and angry at the same time. Choose one. I chose what I wanted. Admittedly, it did not go quite as planned.” She huffed, and loved the feeling of air in her lungs, how her snort purposefully emphasized her point.

EVA: She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Three hundred years, and Snow still acted like a bratty adolescent at times. Snow, clearly, did not understand the implications of what she had done, did not understand a mother’s love and how one could be so utterly filled with concern and adoration and love, yet to the brim with anger and frustration.

“Why did you do it?” said Eva, simply, though her voice was still sharp. “Your flesh can be torn so easily, your bones broken, your hair ripped. Your skin will age and your vision weaken. Is it worth it, in the end, so that you might feel sunlight and air?” She drilled her gaze into Snow White.

“I am worried, for you mein liebling,” she said, and now her voice was softer. “The world may be softer now, but there are still dangers lurking at every corner. As a human, you are weak.” She scoffed, but her eyes lingered on the vein in Snow’s neck. She could hear the blood rushing through and felt a twinge of thirst lick up in her.

Snow’s blood had been the sweetest she’d ever tasted.

She flicked her gaze back to Snow’s icy blue eye.

“Now, who did that?”

SNOW: Snow wanted to lift her hand up and do that thing where you open and close your fingers and your thumb to look like a mouth as Eva went on and on about all the things that could happen to her now that she was human, like Snow was a child, like Snow had not thought of that. Of course she had. She knew what being human was like, remembered better than Eva. That was the problem--she had missed it. Being invincible was only fun for so long.

And, to her credit, she had been planning to have her powers back. Her powers were enough to protect her, she was confident.

At the mention of her wound again, Snow did lift her hand, still pouting.

“A damn raven,” Snow pouted. “His name’s Diablo. He was cursed. I told him I would help him if he helped me. As soon as I realized I didn’t have powers, he attacked me like a spineless bastard.”

Snow’s hand clenched into a fist. She didn’t need vampire strength to snap a little bird’s neck.

“I was supposed to have my powers,” she added, by way of explanation, voice still whining.

EVA: Eva clucked her tongue in disapproval. Supposed to have her powers, ha. A little foresight would have warned Snow of this. Vampirism wiped the body clean--of magic, of life, of blood. Reverting it would give one a clean body--no powers.

But pretty little Snow always got what she wanted, sometimes losing sight of what that could mean in the long run. And this time, it seemed, was no exception.

Eva could scold Snow. She could pull back her teeth and snarl and scare off Snow White, and Snow would run off into the woods and likely trip and fall and twist her ankle in such a precious human way. And it would be a cold, bitter end for Snow White, lost in the woods.

That could happen.

Instead, Eva sighed, a breath of air that she did not need, and held out her arm, gesturing for Snow to come closer.

“Of course,  mein liebling,” she said, softly. “We can deal with this bird later. You can enjoy your little human indulgences; the world is not as dangerous now, it seems, perhaps you will be fine. I will be here should anything happen, should you change your mind once more. Come, child, let me hold you, I’ve missed your heartbeat so.”

SNOW: Snow as feeling very much the petulant child right now, her lip jutted out and her eyes welling up with tears. She was just so annoyed. Diablo had betrayed her. Her beautiful face was a mess, and what was worse: she didn’t have her powers back. The thing she yearned for most in this world.

The second thing she yearned for? Right in this moment? Eva’s embrace.

She was no fool in thinking that Eva wasn’t extraordinarily pissed at her, but, she wasn’t afraid of her. She’d never been afraid of Eva, even when she’d first shown up on her apothecary doorstep, looking heartbroken and so beautiful and feeling like something dangerous.

When Eva opened her arms, Snow didn’t hesitate to skitter into them like a frightened animal seeking its burrow.

Eva was cold, but even her cold and Snow’s warmth wasn’t unfamiliar to her--just lost, like a distant memory. It came back to her quickly now, and she pressed her good cheek into Eva’s shoulder, wrapping her arms around her love’s waist. She felt safest here, safe and warm, even if Eva’s temperature made her shiver slightly.

“You’ll take care of me, though, won’t you?” Snow asked, tilting her head back to catch Eva’s eye. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

EVA: She cupped Snow’s chin in her hand, stroking the pale cheek. Snow’s skin was no longer the stark white of a vampire--still pale, though there was color, there was blush, a flush of blood flowing through her veins. It would take a trained eye to notice, an eye familiar with every curve of Snow’s face.

“Of course I will,” Eva murmured. She could feel Snow’s heartbeat, smell the sweet, spicy scent of her blood. Oh, how precious this little one was now. So easily broken. All the more to protect.

She pressed her cold lips to Snow’s forehead, and the scent of blood filled her nostrils. Eva inhaled deeply, overcome with emotion. She wanted to taste Snow again. She wanted to hold Snow close. She wanted nothing to happen to her beloved. She wanted to find that bird and crush him. She wanted to kiss her darling, as if it were the first time.

And she did. Tilting Snow’s face up towards her, Eva leaned in to kiss her, softly, gently.

And she felt Snow’s heart beating quickly, like a little rabbit and Eva smiled into the kiss.

SNOW: Snow sighed, a real, honest to god sigh, at Eva’s words. It felt weird, the air swishing in and out of her lungs, but she loved it all the same. She loved that a sigh was satisfying now, that it made her feel warmer and lighter all at once. That was what she had missed the most (besides her magic), she had missed feeling.

Vampires feelings were duller. Yes, emotionally, they had the same capacity. Eva still loved Snow immensely. But, Snow knew that when she kissed Snow now, Eva’s heart did not flutter like Snow’s did. She couldn’t feel the emotion rushing in her head and down through to her toes.

It felt big and wonderful all at once, like the first time again.

Eva’s lips had been cold then, and Snow’s had been warm, and she’d never felt such warmth before, despite Eva.

It had thrilled her and it thrilled her now, as she shivered, delighting in the way that the feeling fluttered through her, made her feel so, so light, like she was going to float right up to the ceiling.

“I love you,” she whispered when they broke the kiss. One of her hands was over Eva’s cold, still heart, but it didn’t matter--because she loved her anyway. Snow smiled brightly. “I love you, I can feel it.”

EVA: She had not seen a smile on Snow’s face so bright and so brilliant in a very long time. In their past few meetings, though they would always crash together again in a violent fervor, there hadn’t been that level of joy that Eva had once seen across Snow’s face. That had been one of the reasons she had fallen in love with Snow, all those years ago. She was the brightness in a dark, lonely world that Eva belonged to.

Three hundred years later, Snow was still her light, but perhaps her brightness, her warmth, had been stifled. Perhaps it had been Eva’s fault (though she would not admit that--she was just trying to keep her little flame safe).

But now she shone. She burned. She was warm and her heart beat, and Eva held Snow closely to her body, feeling that warmth.

If Eva could still cry, she knew that there would be tears trickling from her eyes right now.

It had been so long, though.

“I love you so,” said Eva, bringing her lips back to Snow, kissing her deeper, then pulling away. “After all these years, my heart only stirs at the thought of you.”

She leaned forward to kiss Snow again, her hand curling in Snow’s long dark hair.  Eva could hear Snow’s blood rush, and her own thirst grew stronger. She pulled away abruptly.

“Forgive me, darling,” she said, her voice breathless. “It’s been a long time since I’ve smelled your blood.”

SNOW: Snow smiled into the kiss again, it took her a moment to rein in her unbridled joy.

This was all she had wanted. This spark, the passion blooming warm in her gut at Eva’s words, at her touch, at her kisses. It made Snow want to bury against Eva’s strong chest. It took her back to when she was just 21, really 21, so young and wanting to see the world. Her heart so caring and gentle, and Eva had molded it. She made it smile, she made it stronger. Snow’s heart had never beat so surely until she’d met Eva.

And even now, she remembered that feeling. It had not gone far, even if she could not conjure it up until now.

Snow chuckled when Eva pulled away. Chuckled and pouted, swaying her hips some. She was--after all--a little high on painkillers.

“You can have a taste if you like,” Snow offered, shaking her hair out of the way. “Though, I must warn you, I did lose quite a bit of blood last night.”

EVA: She ran her fingers down Snow’s pale neck, feeling the blood pulsing in her aorta. It had been so long since she’d tasted blood as sweet as Snow’s. Eva flicked her eyes to Snow’s, her thumb on Snow’s throat.

“I will be careful with you,” she said, her voice soft, and she leaned forward to press her lips against Snow’s. She kissed Snow deeply, then pulled slightly away, trailing her kisses across Snow’s sharp jawline, the curve where it met her neck, and then down even still.

Her thirst was growing stronger, Snow’s scent filling her with each kiss. She ran her tongue across Snow’s neck and nearly trembled, the blood so intoxicating.

Slowly, she bit down, and at once nearly moaned in pleasure, gripping onto Snow tightly.

SNOW:

Snow knew that she would, be careful, that is. She trusted Eva, which was funny, seeing as Eva, at times had made her life a living hell. Even then, though, Eva had never hurt her. Not physically anyways, she’d never even come close. She’d always touched Snow like she was something precious, which was what had Snow coming back time after time, even amongst the lies and the hurt and the jealousy.

And now, her heart thrummed in anticipation. There was a little prick of pain, but it just made Snow shudder and she sucked in a breath of air. Eva pulled her closer, tight enough that she would leave bruises, but Snow didn’t care.

She tilted her neck, let Eva drink her fill. It made her head rush, dizzy with arousal and blood loss. This was what she had missed, this was what she had wanted. Being human meant she felt all these sensations so--realistically. It no longer felt like there was a film screen between her and the rest of the world. 

She was alive.

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