#international affair

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International Affair

Welcome to my shameless self-insert series🤭 Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Last

Reader Description: Masculine style, They/He, AFAB, International Student, 20 Years Old. Sometimes will be describe using masculine terms (man, boy, handsome, etc)

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x InternationalStudent!Reader

Warnings: Specified age gap (Wanda is 34).

Summary: For their summer break, Y/n decided to spend it in a little town called Westview. It was there when they met Wanda Maximoff. A woman in her 30s with two kids, who seems to be attracted to the college student despite being married.

New York University's tuition was fucking ass. It really is, at a whopping $64,000 tuition fee per year. And that's only the tuition fee, the total estimate of studying in NYU plus living cost was probably over $90,000. Exactly it's fucking insane. Despite receiving a sponsorship from their parent's good friend and also financial aid from NYU, he still needed to figure out how to pay it back.

Sometimes they feel like smacking their head for choosing to study in a city where it's known for its back bank breaking living cost. Can you blame him though? Those tall buildings, shining lights, bustling nightlife, sounds of gunshots, and a huge opportunity for a creative person such as themselves, along with a dash of capitalism. Y/n couldn't help but be fascinated. That American dream that he had been chasing since he saw the Devil Wears Prada.

It was now summer vacation. Instead of going home for the summer, Y/n decided to join this Homeshare Summer program. Basically an elderly person provides home for students to share during the summer. The benefits are plenty, but most notably, cheaper housing rent. His roommates also joined this program, together they sublease their apartment. Adding extra funds to their breaking bank account.

In return, the students must help their elderly host with basic domestic needs. Mostly light household tasks; preparing and sharing meals, tidying up, chores, walking a pet, etc.

Y/n ended up matching with someone in a small town called Westview somewhere in New Jersey. As much as he loves New York, he wanted to spend his summer somewhere else in America.

He matched with a lovely widow named Melina Vostokoff. He learned that she has 2 daughters, both whom are adults with their own respective career. She needed a companion, understandably so, and Y/n was more than happy to assist her in anyway she might need.

"Y/n." Melina called.

"Yes, Mrs. Vostokoff?" Y/n looked up from their laptop, they were sitting on the dinner table editing some footage.

"Oh dear, please, I told you to call me Melina."

"Sorry, Melina. Force of habit." He said with a smile. "What's up?"

"Would you please send all this batches of cookies around the neighborhood? I already have a list of houses on where you can drop them." Melina is known for sharing batches of cookies for free around the neighborhood. Why? Out of kindness.

And also the fact that she loves baking, but ended up not being able to finish it all. So she shares them around the neighborhood.

"Sure, Melina! I'll do that right away."

So he sets of to drop off delicious dessert for Westview citizens. Melina had told them that this was a good chance to ask around for a summer job as well. Which is what he had initially planned to do anyway. Finally they reached the last house, Maximoff Household. They weren't so lucky with the other neighbors, but last one's a charm right? He rang the doorbell.

A person then opens the door. "Hello, I was just-" Holyfucking shit. This woman was absolutely gorgeous.

"May I help you?" She ask, god her voice is sexy.

"Uhhh..." Snap out of it! "Sorry! I'm Y/n, I'm the student staying over the summer at Mrs. Vostokoff. She told me to drop off her Bi-Weekly batches of cookies."

Wanda wasn't stupid, she noticed their nervousness and found it adorable. "Lovely to meet you, Y/n. I'm Wanda, Wanda Maximoff." She offered her hand.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Maximoff." He shook her hand.

"Do you go to Westview University?" She was rather intrigued by the younger one.

"No, ma'am. I actually go to NYU, I'm studying film production."

Wanda raised an eyebrow and smiled. "How impressive. Though I must ask, why choose to spend your summer here?"

Damn... her smile.

"Mainly a much cheaper living cost, other than that I figured It'll be good for me to explore other parts of America. New Jersey is not far so it's a good place to start."

"Ah, an International student I see. Is it one of those Homeshare programs?"

"It is!" The student beamed.

What a charming smile he has, Wanda thought to herself. "Say, how old are you, Y/n." She ask while leaning against the door frame, her tone was... rather flirty.

"Um... I'll be turning 21 this year." Wanda hummed at the answer. For what reason Y/n doesn't know either. "Here are your cookies, ma'am." Well shit, he was getting nervous again. Obviously, Wanda staring at him with a look he can't quite pin.

"Oh! Thank you, dear. My sons absolutely love Melina's cookies." She took the container from them.

"Well that's no surprise, I could live off from those cookies alone." They said while laughing lightly. "So I take it you've lived here for a while?"

"Yes, I've lived here for years with my twin boys and husband." Damn it, they thought. "Anything you would like to know?"

"Yes actually! I've been looking for a summer job, but I haven’t had any luck."

"Well, lucky for you, a friend of mine who owns the Cafe in town is looking for a new Barista. She just recently opened the position."

"That's great news! Thank you so much for letting me know, Mrs. Maximoff." They said with a smile, Wanda had another idea in mind.

"However, I think they're only offering part-time. If you're looking for some extra work, I may need a few... help around the house. Would you be interested?" She asked with a devilish smile.

Y/n, being too excited at the possibility of finally landing a job, failed to notice the flirty undertone in Wanda's sentence. "Absolutely!"

"Splendid! Come over to my house tomorrow and we'll discuss the details."

"I will see you tomorrow, Mrs. Maximoff. Thank you again!" The young man said with a bright smile, he started walking backwards onto the sidewalk.

"See you tomorrow, Y/n." Once they turned their backs on her, Wanda bit her lip. She had multiple things in mind for Y/n to help her with.

I did a quick research on the law of international students working in the US. I didn't get into detail but it basically said yes but there are restrictions. So ignore the actual laws, and y'know just - whatever man it's a fanfic :') When I saw the estimated cost of studying in NYU i almost cried-

Also I hope you guys don’t mind I go with a more masculine reader for this one (i really want to be called a good boy by Wanda)

I hope the reader description doesn’t confuse you guys, if it does. Its ok, i self inserted myself and im very confused abt my gender-

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Stand with Palestine // Oct 2023

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Good Luck, Babe! (1)- Arms Out Like An Angel

Wanda Maximoff X Reader 18+

Inspired by the song 'Good Luck, Babe!' by Chappell Roan Summary: Returning to Westview after twelve years away causes you to look back on your secret love affair with Wanda, to remember the intimate moments you shared together before her refusal to accept her true self drove the two of you apart, leaving you to pick up the pieces of your broken heart alone.

What happens when you reunite with the woman you've been trying so hard to forget, forced to watch her suffer in an unhappy marriage that was slowly drowning her, still too scared to confront her true feelings?

Chapter 1- 3.9k- Mature Rating

Good Luck, Babe! Masterlist

Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

A/N- This fic will include mature themes such as smut, descriptions of internalised homophobia, drinking, mentions of unhappy marriages and more. Please consider these warnings before reading.

For clarification, Wanda and Reader are both 18 in this fic and the legal drinking age is 18. 

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Hiding a yawn behind your hand, your face expressed your boredom as Professor Harkness rambled on about the context of the novel you were covering in class, her hands moving emphatically in the air as she tried to get her never ending point across, much to your dismay. A sigh of annoyance left you when Steve raised his hand to ask a question, your gaze burning a hole into the back of his head as the teacher started to talk about another useless point, Natasha next to you chuckling at your irritation as you leaned back in your uncomfortable seat, tilting your head to her to show her your lack of interest.

"There's only ten more minutes," she whispered, trying to reassure you as your fingers impatiently drummed against the desk, the redhead amused at the way your shoulders slumped in defeat, eyes trained on the clock at every torturous second that passed by.

"More like ten years," you muttered in annoyance as you let your gaze wander across the various heads in front of you, naturally landing on the brunette's across the class from you. It was like a strange, gravitational pull as your bored eyes searched for her, observing how Wanda smiled politely at Miss Harkness, your heart unable to stop the gentle flutter the sight of her caused. Her fingers toyed with a stray strand of her hair as she intently listened, all of her attention devoted to the woman at the front of the room whilst yours remained on her, a smile threatening to lift the edges of your lips at the way her fingers soon started to spin the rings on her fingers, something she told you confidently she didn't do. You tampered down the smile as you let your thoughts drift away from the Literature lesson you were in, letting them wander towards Wanda to help the time pass, memories of your secret times together consuming your mind.

The shrill sound of a bell knocks you out of your daydreams, your eyes flickering across the room as you move to copy everyone else in packing your books up, Natasha shaking her head playfully at you and chuckling as you frantically try to catch up.

"Come on, I want to go for a smoke," she muttered as she waited for you, your stuff haphazardly shoved into your backpack as you followed her out of the classroom, your eyes briefly meeting Wanda's as she smiled at you shyly, not trying to be too obvious as you walked past her, ignoring the way warmth and affection flooded through you at the small interaction.

"I'll meet you outside, I need to grab a book from my locker," you tell Nat who doesn't wait another second for you, walking towards the exit as you make your way through the crowded hallways, barging past one or two people who were being annoyingly slow.

Eventually, you managed to get to your assigned locker, smiling to yourself at the sight of the small note shoved through the small gaps in it, your head turning to check for people before opening the crumpled paper, recognising the delicate handwriting.

Usual spot at 7? x

Folding the note up as soon as you read it, you pushed it into your pockets before grabbing your book, an excitement bubbling inside you at the idea of meeting Wanda later, an onrush of warmth flowing through you as the enticing green fill your mind, your heart skipping a beat every time you imagine that soft and gentle smile.

You tried to push down the love that enveloped your chest when thinking of Wanda but it was inevitable, you had fallen hard for her. You had to remind yourself of how the two of you were actually 'nothing', words the brunette had repeatedly said to you but you knew that couldn't be the truth, the longing look in both your eyes, the delicate moments you shared together couldn't just mean nothing. Maybe you were just just a fool in love, you weren't sure, but all you knew was that you didn't care when you were with her, the secret moments together were enough for you at the moment.

Her laughter caught your attention across the hall, your head naturally turning, lips tugging into a smile at the sound as your eyes met her enchanting green. The room was filled with others but all you could see was her, a silent conversation passing between you as you shrugged your backpack over your arm, your body already moving towards her when the sight of a tall blonde caused you to pause in your tracks, her attention switching to Vision, one of the most popular boys who clearly had a crush on her. You turned your gaze away at the sight of them, a small crack forming in your heart at the wide and bright grin that took over her face when he kissed her cheek, a small bubble of hurt building at the pit of your stomach as you brushed past more students, making your way to the exit without looking back at her, a weight tugging on your heart.

***

Bringing the cigarette to your lips, you waited nonchalantly for the brunette to turn up, your back resting against your truck that was parked behind the small store you worked at, gaze trained on the small bird that had landed on a nearby branch, it's small movements of great interest to you, your mind finding something else but the excitement of meeting Wanda to focus on. Exhaling a puff of smoke once you heard approaching footsteps, you couldn't help but smirk teasingly as you lolled your head to the side, features softening at the sight of her as she shook her head at you playfully, tutting at your actions.

"How many times do I have to tell you they're bad for you?" Her voice gentle and soft yet teasing, an infectious smile gracing her lips as she grinned up at you, leaning against your car as her fingers plucked the cigarette from your mouth.

"At least once more," you mutter as you always did, watching in amusement as she takes a brief drag of your cig before dropping it on the floor, crushing it into the ground with her shoe as her gaze expresses her disapproval of the habit before she steps closer, your arm naturally moving to rest over her shoulders. "You owe me a packet at this rate, Maximoff," you mumble playfully, looking around on the floor at the many remains of cigarettes she'd stolen from you, a soft and angelic chuckle escaping her as she leans into your body, her enchanting green focussed on the small bird from earlier.

"You should be thanking me," she teases as she tilts her head to rest on your shoulder, peering up into your eyes in that intoxicating manner, your gaze softening as you admire her natural beauty, hints of scarlet tinting her cheeks at your adoring look. "I'm saving your life," she murmurs, a hum leaving you as you turn your head away from her, not wanting to kiss her here as you knew it wasn't appropriate.

"More like killing my bank account," your tone is laced with sarcasm as you feel her hand slide into your pocket, taking the packet out of it and into hers so you couldn't use them, your head shaking at her as she thought she was being sly and sneaky.

"Mhmm, whatever," she whispers, purposely letting her accent seep into her words as she murmurs them near your ear, knowing the effect her voice had on you, a low sigh leaving you as you turn your head back to her, noticing the look in them. "Can we go to the Lake?" she asks in a hopeful voice, her green pleading you to say yes, knowing you had a massive soft spot in giving her what she wanted, one of her hands snaking under your jacket affectionately to help persuade you.

Your smile swiftly fades into a mischievous smirk at her words, knowing that most of the time when she'd ask to go to the lake it was for privacy, the serene and peaceful area completely isolated and perfect for the two of you to have some sinful moments.

"Of course," you rasp out, lowering your own voice in revenge for her earlier teasing actions, her teeth biting down on her lower lip seductively as she looks up at you, a genuine smile breaking out on her face at the enamoured look in your eyes before your gaze drifts lower to her lips, her hand slipping out of your jacket as she tilts her head up, letting her lips ghost near yours.

"Come on then, I want to watch the sunset," she whispers out, tauntingly pulling her lips away at the last moment, your body craving to press your lips to hers right now, to have her moaning into your mouth as you pushed her up against your car but you knew it wasn't the place, a small laugh leaving you at the way she enthusiastically makes her way into the passenger's seat. You shake your head whilst looking up at the sky in amazement at how wrapped around her finger you were, the sound of her pressing your horn making you laugh once more before jumping in, ready to take her to your secret spot.

***

Once the two of you arrived at the lake, you swiftly prepared your truck for the two of you to spend the rest of the evening in, the back seats being pushed down and the boot opened as you placed the blankets and pillows down, the sight before you mesmerising.

The body of water stretched a vast distance as the wind caused gentle ripples across the reflective surface, the trees surrounding the car giving you the privacy you both wanted whilst the canvas of the sky gradually grew more iridescent. The scenic view of the sunset, the symphony of colours painting the evening sky, reminded you of the woman next to you as she shuffled her way over to you on your makeshift bed, her body as close as possible to yours as you sat and watched the sun slowly descend. The vibrant colours were powerful, passionate and overwhelming, just like the emotions Wanda evoked from you but the tranquil beauty of it was reminiscent of your time with her, the two of you always sharing peaceful and soft moments just like this one.

Your comparison to her and the natural phenomenon were cut short as her hand slid across your abdomen, the delicate pressure of her hand against you drawing your gaze from the sky to her eyes that you'd argue were more alluring, the shades of green hypnotising. You noticed an expectant look in her eyes before she rested her head against your shoulder, her body cuddling closer to yours as she shared a tender embrace, your fingers reaching down to interlock with hers, letting her play with yours as she knew it was a habit of hers.

"Hm?" your tone questioning as you realised she had asked you something, the pads of her fingers tracing over the lines on your palms before moving to the back of your hand, feeling every small ridge of your knuckles and the light protrusion of your vein to keep her hands busy, the brunette always fidgeting with them.

"I asked what you were thinking about?" she whispers, keeping the tranquil atmosphere that had wrapped around the two of you, the intimacy that was brewing between you both as you relaxed against one another.

"Just how beautiful you are," you say, tone laced with charm and flattery as you offer her a playful smile, leaning your body further into hers light heartedly, your words causing her to grow shy, an accompanying blush creeping onto her face.

"Flattery won't get you anywhere," she huffs out, aware of the warmth in her cheeks and the heat going straight to her core at the way your eyes flicker between her shy stare and mouth, the way your pupils dilate as she subconsciously wets her lips.

"Is that so?" you murmur out, smiling at the way she moves her body to lay down in your truck, her hand fisted in your jacket as she pulls you down on top of her, peering up at you with want in her eyes, legs spreading a little to welcome your body. Bracing yourself above her, you tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear softly, knee sliding between her legs and pressing against her core causing a soft moan to escape her, the sound setting your body a light, arousal clouding your mind. "Even if I tell you how enchanting your eyes are? How your lips are just so... irresistible?"

Her fingers thread through your hair as she pulls you closer to her, your lips brushing over hers, smiling against her lips at the timid expression etched on her face, the obvious blush painting her cheeks.

Before you can say anymore, she tilts her head up to kiss you, the world around you fading away as you focused on the intoxicating feels of her body pressed against yours, the way her back arches, pressing her chest further against yours, legs wrapping around your middle to pull you closer as she gasps into the kiss at the way her hips grind against your knee.

Passion is poured into the kiss as you groan into her mouth at how her fingers tighten their grip in your hair, one of your hands moving to cup her jaw, deepening the kiss as you slide your tongue into her mouth, dominating the kiss effortlessly as she gives you control. As soon as one of you part from the kiss, lips lingering open against one another, the other crashes them back together, addicted to one another as she moans into your mouth, the noise eagerly being swallowed by you as lust takes over, desire consuming you both.

"Fuck," she groans sinfully, accent adding a rasp to her words as you throb around nothing, when you bite her lower lips softly, tongue soothing over the dull pain before you steal another passionate kiss before letting your mouth trail along her jaw, encouraging her to loll her head back so you could pepper hot, open-mouthed kisses along the expanse of her neck.

"Do you have any idea of how truly beautiful you are?" you whisper, honesty and love lacing your words as you peer up into her darkened eyes, one of your hands moving to the hem of her shirt, slowly creeping under it as your fingers drift across the soft skin of her stomach, feeling the warmth her body radiated.

Your words strike a cord in Wanda as the sheer adoration dripping from your voice, the enamoured look in your eyes is too much, the emotion on show overwhelming as love wraps around her heart, the action suffocating as her mind fights what she wants to what she must have, her thoughts tangling together. She loved the way you made her feel, she loved the way your words sent a shiver down her spine, sent warmth pooling between her thighs but she hated how it was you who made her feel this way. She couldn't feel this way, not towards you. She wanted, no, wants you to make her feel this way but she shouldn't. How could she want something like this? It wasn't right... It wasn't how things were meant to go, this wasn't her.

She let out a shaky breath in response to your low voice, your lips stilling against her throat at the way her body language shifted, concern immediately filling you as you pulled back, hand sliding out from under her shirt to not make her uncomfortable as she avoided your gaze, trying to unravel her messy thoughts. This was supposed to be casual. Nothing more.

"Hey," you coo in a delicate voice, trying to get her attention as she blinks back the few tears threatening to spill in her eyes, the sight of her causing something to stir in your gut, a saddened expression taking over your face as you attempt to comfort her. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just not in the mood anymore," she mumbles, wiping her eyes and moving to sit upright as you sit next to her, confused as to what you did wrong to upset her, a small pang of guilt washing through you.

"Hey," you softly coo once more, gaining her attention as her gaze meets your tender one, "You never have to apologise for wanting to stop, you don't owe me anything." Your gaze expresses how serious your words were, never wanting her to feel pressured, a small smile tugging at her lips at how caring you were, another wave of confusion crashing through her at the butterflies that swarmed her stomach when you kissed her forehead comfortingly. "I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like you had to," you whisper, trying to hide the pain in your voice as you watched her get comfortable next to you, her head leaning on your shoulder despite as her mind screaming at her to get as far away as possible, her heart's craving for you overpowering her. "I'm sorry if I upset you," you murmur, offering your hand out in case she wanted to fiddle with it, your gaze locked on the spectacle happening around you, the sight almost meaningless as you waited for her to relax against you.

"It wasn't you, I promise," she whispers, easing the worry swarming through you, her hand naturally reaching down to interlock with yours, the comfort you provided helping her relax as she tried to push down the variety of emotions gnawing away at her, not ready to confront them. "It's just me I-" she cuts herself off with a defeated sigh, your thumb brushing over the back of her hand soothingly as you let her talk, having a small idea of what she might be referring to. "Can we talk about something else? I don't want to talk about it," she mumbles, her free hand reaching down to pull the blanket over you both as you settle on watching the sunset, your arm moving to rest over her shoulders so she could sink further into your body.

"Is it a bad time to offer you a cig?" you whisper playfully, trying to change the conversation as she had asked, a small huff leaving her as she lightly slaps your arm, a disapproving and berating look in her eyes as she looks at you, a smile taking over your lips as the anxious expression from earlier is replaced, a smile stretching across her lips when she realises what you're doing. "I'll take that as a no," you grumble, dramatically rubbing the spot she lightly tapped making her roll her eyes at your theatrical actions, "Can I at least have my packet back you stole?"

"What packet?" she innocently murmurs out as she avoids your gaze, knowing you'd see straight through her lie, the despondent feeling dissipating into joy as you tease her, your head leaning against the top of hers.

"This one," your tone is cocky as you had slipped the packet out of her pockets, her lips tugging up into a shy smile as she had been caught, a chuckle leaving you at her reaction. "So you're a thief and a liar," you say tauntingly, tossing the packet to the side so you could hold her hand again, the feeling of her fingers playing with yours making your heart flutter, warmth stirring in your chest as you glanced at her.

"I'm not a liar," she says defiantly, various shades of blazing orange and red reflecting in her mesmerising green as you smirk mischievously, knowing how to catch her out.

"I don't play with my rings when I'm bored," you mimic, purposely using a higher pitch voice as you repeat her words from another secret meeting, a giggle leaving her at your poor attempt at her voice. Her hand raises to cover her mouth at the adorable noise, her nose scrunching in the way you loved, a genuine laugh leaving her as she rolls her eyes at you once more.

"Were you staring at me in class again?" she teases back, turning around in your arms so that she is looking at you, her eyes exploring your features as she takes in your beauty, the casual smirk planted on your lips making her own lips curl up into a smile.

"I wasn't staring, I was admiring," you counter, earning another chuckle, "But that's not what we're talking about. I saw you-" Her finger places itself against your lips to silence you, her teeth on show as she grins at you, knowing you were right but not wanting to admit it.

"Why don't we sit in silence?" she teases, your eyes rolling this time as she places a soft kiss to your cheek before sitting next to you again, curling up against you as she seeks the warmth your body always provided, wanting to simply be with you.

A comfortable silence takes over you two as you watch the sky darken, no words needed to understand each other as a gentle touch was enough, the vibrant hues of red and oranges bleeding into pinks and purples before fading into deep blues and greys, the subtle transformation elegant as you savour the moment together, part of you hoping the sun would never have to set as you wanted to stay there with her forever.

Only once the two of you could see stars shining bright and the moon illuminating the sky did you decide to leave, the hours spent together thoroughly enjoyed as you reluctantly took her home, wanting your time together to never end.

Despite the late hour, the two of you were still wide awake, the empty country roads causing you to have the radio on full volume, your gaze inevitably drifting to your side at the sight of the brunette singing along to whatever song was blaring out of your speakers. Her enchanting stare caught yours as she tilted her head to the beat of the music, joy, youth and affection engraved on both of your faces as you listened to her sing, the memory slowly engraving its way into your mind as she unbuckled her seatbelt, her finger pressing the button to open your sunroof.

"Be careful, Maximoff," you shouted over the music, her body standing in your car as her body fit through the gap, your arm wrapping around her thigh to keep her steady whilst her arms stretched out the car like an angel as you sped through the tunnel, adrenaline and excitement coursing through you both as you simply enjoyed being young and carefree.

Her laughter and singing filled your ears as she sang her heart out in the empty tunnel, the sound of the engine, music and her angelic voice echoing around you as you smiled to yourself, unable to stop the love you felt.

You knew in that moment that any doubts you had about calling it off swiftly left your mind, any worries about her never wanting to call it love unimportant as the overwhelming sense of happiness that wrapped around you in that moment was worth everything.

Being with her was worth anything. 

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Criminal Minds 11.09 | Internal Affairs

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the chekhov's gun of this show is actually when is Tonkla gonna get fucked raw like he's been asking who's willing to step up to give the dick he deserves

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PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE DR. CORNEL WEST SLAMS US COWARDICE AND LACK OF LEADERSHIP ON GAZA IN FIREY SPEECH IN SOLIDARITY WITH PALESTINIANS UNDER SIEGE

"The least we can do with this moment of overwhelming vulgarity is have a ceasefire. And yet you got these cowards in #Washington DC talking about a humanitarian pause. Please, get off the crack pipe, wake up!"

Presidential candidate Cornel West gives a powerful speech during a protest at the UN plaza protest.

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office sex fic played completely straight

yuugi, junior game designer, walking sexily into kaiba's office: hey. heard you've been a bad b --

kaiba: yuugi i am on the phone with legal counsel and the head of the consumer product safety commission now is not the time for more ethics violations. for the love of god can people respect my meeting schedules! it's all on the fucking google calendar!!!!

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International Affair (Pt.3)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Last

Reader Description: Masculine style, They/He, AFAB, International Student, 20 Years Old. Sometimes will be describe using masculine terms (man, boy, handsome, etc)

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x InternationalStudent!Reader

Warnings 18+: Specified age gap (Wanda is 34), NFSW, Mommy kink, Submissive!Reader, Wanda receiving, Praise kink, PowerBottom!Wanda 🤭 (lmk if i miss smthn)

Summary: Wanda hires Y/n once again because her coffee machine needed fixing. On top of that, she finally gets what she wants. Y/n is more than happy to accommodate Wanda's needs.

Wanda hears her doorbell rings, she walks over to the person she's been waiting for all day. When she opens it, she was greeted with Y/n and that puppy looking grin of theirs. Christ, she really couldn't wait use them to her liking.

"Y/n! So glad you could make it."

"Of course, Mrs. Maximoff! Can't let down my favorite client." He joked, Wanda lets him in and leads him to her coffee machine.

"There's the machine. I can't figure out what's wrong with it, it seems like it's all clogged up. I use it from time to time, but my husband is the one who uses it the most." Lies, she knew what was wrong with it. It just needed a simple cleaning chemical. She was just using this as an excuse to be around them.

Y/n approached the machine and inspected it, it was the same machine he had back home. The machine was thankfully already turned on and he noticed the descale sign was on. When they pressed the brewing button, just as Wanda said, clogged up.

"I think this just needs a simple cleaning maintenance, Mrs. Maximoff. Where do you put your chemicals?" He turned to face her.

Wanda smirked slightly, slowly approaching them. Their breath hitched, suddenly Wanda got on her tiptoe to open the cabinet behind them just above their head. "It's right here darling." She handed him the cleaning chemicals.

"T-thank you." Fucking hell she was driving them crazy.

"You're welcome."

Y/n then started the cleaning procedure, he could feel her eyes on him. Wanda shamelessly watched as he does whatever the hell he needed. Leaning against the counter while crossing her arms. Y/n then runs the cleaning cycle and let it do it's thing.

"Now we just wait." They said with a smile.

"That we do." She then leaned a little closer. "I just wanted to say, thank you for helping me around the house." Her voice was slightly heavier and flirty. She rest her hand on top of their. "I really appreciate it."

"O-oh it's nothing, Mrs. Maximoff-"

"Please, call me Wanda." She gave him a flirty smile. Fuck.

"Of course, Wanda." God she loves the way her name sounds coming out from their mouth.

Tension between them was very thick, Y/n couldn't help but feel so attracted to the married woman. But he had to smack himself in the head, reminding himself that she already has someone. They pulled their hand and scratch the back of their neck.

"So how's your boys?" They tried to steer the atmosphere.

Wanda lets out a small laugh, "They're fine. The boys are having sleepovers with their friends." She leaned a little closer, "And I'm all by my lonesome." Her voice were very seductive, at this point even the oblivious Y/n noticed.

"W- won't uh" They cleared their throat, Wanda's smirk got wider. "Won't your husband be home?"

"Oh he's never home, always on a business trip."

Y/n's eyes soften at that. "That's a shame."

"It certainly is." She sighed. "I wish someone could keep me company."

"Maybe you could call up a friend?"

Wanda gave him a mischievous smile, while staring at intently. "I meant a different type of company, dear."

Y/n swallowed the lump on their throat. Before Wanda could continue, the machine beeped. Indicating the cleaning cycle was done. Y/n averted their gaze and focuses on the machine again. They did the next procedure of cleaning out all the excess chemicals. After a few minutes the machine was cleaned, water pressure was normal again, and it was ready for use.

"All done, Ma'am." They beamed at her, Wanda was slightly disappointed that it was faster than she had expected. "And free of charge, this was a simple cleaning job."

"Oh Y/n, I can't possibly do that."

"I insist, you've been a great help. I wouldn't be able to save up so much money and also get a job without you." Their eyes were genuine, another idea popped up in her head.

"Well, how about you teach me how to make a proper coffee? That way I can still pay you."

"Mrs. Maximoff I-"

"Y/n..." Wanda took a step closer to them. "I'm not taking no for an answer." They really don't know if it was the authoritative tone in her voice, or their mommy issues, but it was certainly turning them on.

"I- yes, Mrs. Maximoff." God she loves how quickly he falls at her feet, she can't help but think how submissive he gets when she finally has her ways. The thought itself was making the ache between her legs unbearable.

"And for the record, It's Wanda. You remember, don't you dear?" She stepped into their personal space, putting a gentle hand on their chin while tilting her head.

"Of course, Wanda."

"Good. Shall we?" She smirked at their nervous state and turned around to face the machine. She took the portafilter and filled it with coffee grounds. "My problem is mainly on tamping, could you help with that?"

Y/n snapped out of their trance, "Yes! Of course uh... So I'm guessing you're either tamping too hard or not enough?"

"Precisely." After evening the grounds, she took a tamper and looked back at him with a devilish smile. "Care to give me a hands-on demonstration?"

"Right." They stepped closer behind her, before they wrapped their hands to guide Wanda's. They asked for permission. "May I?"

"Please." Wanda had to control her breathing when she felt how close their bodies were, strong toned hands were wrapping themselves on hers.

"Your hand placement could be better." Y/n shifted her hand placement, "Like so, and now you just tamp." They swore they tried to keep their distance as much as possible, but in this position it was rather difficult. As when you pressed the tamper down you had to lean slightly with your body.

Wanda knew this of course, and she was enjoying it much more than she should. Y/n guided her hand, and when they both pressed down on the coffee ground. Their bodies were completely flushed, Wanda tried to hold back the sigh that was trying to get out of her throat.

She ultimately failed. Fuck at this point Wanda needed them now more than ever. Y/n heard the rather sexual sigh, they froze like a deer caught in a headlight. Are they tripping right now?

Well the cat's out of the bag, Wanda hastily dropped the portafilter on the counter and turned around to face him. Their face was inches from each other's and Y/n was too stunned to pull away.

"Let's not play dumb." Wanda put her hand on their chest and inched a little closer. "I have been wanting you for days, Y/n. I can't wait any longer."

Her voiced snapped him out of his dazed state, "I- Wanda..."

Wanda hummed, the tone in her voice filled with lust. "I love the way my name sounds when you say it." Their heart was pounding very fast, Wanda could feel it. "Why so nervous, darling?" She smirked, god that fucking smirk.

"W-we really shouldn't" He stammered.

"Why not?"

"You're married." Wanda rolled her eyes at that.

"He doesn't need to know. What's wrong with a little summer fun, hmmm?" She inched closer, her hand going up to their neck.

"Mrs. Maximoff I don't-"

"How many times do I have to tell you?" Her authoritative voice came out again, it made them weak on the knee. Wanda noticed the effect it has on him, and smiled mischievously. "What's my name?"

"Wanda..." They breathe out.

"Good boy." Fuck oh fuck, Y/n thought. All moral compass thrown out the window. He was ready to follow her orders like a puppy. Seems like Wanda noticed this too. "You like being called that, don't you?"

They swallowed the lump in their throat, "Yes..."

"Are you going to be a good boy for mommy?" Yep that was it.

"Yes I will." Y/n wasn't the only mess here, Wanda herself was extremely aroused. The idea of being able to command them, and the fact that Y/n would follow it without a second thought was doing numbers on her.

This feeling of dominant was new to her, and she loved every second of it. She pulled him down and sealed their lips, Y/n’s heart practically exploded. Wanda was very rough, yet he didn't mind. Her hand flew up to wrap around their broad shoulders. While Y/n's held her by the waist.

Wanda's tongue asked for entrance, and Y/n granted it. Wanda moaned when she felt her tongue being sucked in, god she couldn't wait to feel those mouth elsewhere. When they broke the kiss, Wanda bit on his bottom lip which erupted a moan from him. She couldn't take it anymore, the searing ache between her legs was driving her crazy.

She grab their hand and guided it to go under her pants, "Don't be shy darling." This simple gesture made Y/n's head feel light. The act of caring yet authoritative was not something he expected to have such a huge effect on him.

When they felt the pool of arousal they couldn't help but moaned out the word, "Fuck..."

"You feel how much I need you, baby?" This whole thing was making their head spin, they only could nod in response. "Yeah?" Her voice dripping with arousal, its almost like she was taunting him. Kinda hot though. Wanda pulled him back into a sloppy kiss.

"Be a good boy and do what you gotta do." They didn't need to told twice, their fingers found her aching bud and rubbed slow circles on it. Wanda threw her head back and moaned out loud.

"Oh god-" Christ the sounds she was making was divine, Y/n could listen to this all day. "That's it baby, right there ah..." Wanda had to hold onto them for dear life.

You would think someone would not get so riled up from a simple circular motion, but don’t judge Wanda. Her husband was awfully terrible in bed, and she haven’t had any decent pleasure in years. On top of that, Y/n had been plaguing her mind for the past week.

She was sexually frustrated.

"Wanda hmpf-" Wanda didn't let him speak as she sealed their lips once again in an attempt to cover her moans.

"You're doing such a great job for mommy." The praises only made them more motivated to pleasure her. "Oh fuck- don't stop" Wanda moaned against their mouth and Y/n swallowed every single one of them. Their hand move at the perfect pace. Not fast, not slow either. Just steady.

Wanda was getting closer by each second, she hasn't felt this much pleasure in a long time. "God - I'm so close baby-" She manages to breathe out, her hand found it's way on to their hair and pulled on it.

"Fuck- Wanda..." She couldn't help but moaned out loud when she heard her name coming out of their mouth. The pull she had on him was rather painful yet arousing at the same time.

"D- Don't stop talking." She commaned.

"Yes, Wanda." Another loud moan erupted from her throat. Y/n leaned forward to whisper in her ear, nibbling her earlobe. "I will please you however you like. I'm ready to worship you, Wanda." Her other hand gripped his forearm that he was sure it was going to leave a mark.

"Oh! Baby I'm g-" She couldn't finished her sentence and hid her face on their shoulders.

"Shhh, I got you. Let go for me, Wanda." Finally she reached her peak, she covered her loud moans by biting their shoulders. Y/n hissed in pain, but again he did not mind. Wanda was too pre-occupied with her orgasm to notice. They help her ride it out until she calmed down.

When they pulled out their hand, it was a complete mess. Y/n took their finger up to their mouth and licked it clean while staring at Wanda intently. Once he was done, Wanda pulled them in to a kiss and shoved her tongue in. Savoring the taste of herself, she hummed in delight.

When they pulled back, they can't help but smiled lovingly at Wanda. "You're beautiful, Wanda."

Still tired from her orgasm, she gave him a weak smile. "You did wonderful, darling."

They noticed Wanda seemed rather weak on the knee, they pick her up and have her sit on the counter. Y/n's hand reach up to brush a strand of hair off face, he leaned in to put a soft kiss on her forehead. Wanda was slightly confused at the gesture and had to processed it for a second.

The younger one then moved away for a second. When he returned, he offered Wanda a glass of water, "Thirsty?"

Wanda couldn't help but laugh softly, "Thank you, Y/n." She grabbed the glass and hummed once her dry throat was hydrated. It was a rather new concept for her, aftercare. As her own husband never done it for her, it felt... nice.

"I may need another help with something." Wanda said, faint smirk creeping on her lips.

"What is it?"

"I need you to clean up the mess you make."

I cant write smut. Im shy af, this is the best i can do mkay 🥲🫶

Yea I know it’s not detailed cus i cant I CANT OK JEJDJJ AHHHH

[sanctiphera]

Why are they not protesting about Sunnis and Shia killing each other in Yemen? 377,000 dead so far.

[politijohn]

Source

[deusvervewrites]

I wonder if anyone can add other AUs into this crossover.

Dread Lord x Free Tsutsumi AU:

Lady Nagant (in Tartarus): I heard that the new Dread Lord has been chosen, maybe I can request an audience? There are one-way mirrors in the interrogation rooms.

The next day, Lady Nagant has disappeared from Tartarus, making her the first person to ever escape the supermax prison. (HPSC is keeping it under wraps, however.)

x Longshot AU:

Izuku: Nezu, you said the school rules didn't ban Villains like me to enroll right?

Nezu: Yep, That's why you and Himiko are accepted once you passed your entrance exams. (x Manager Toga AU)

Izuku: What about hiring a currently Wanted Villain as a staff member? (Slides a job application and resume forward)

Nezu: I'd need to do a job interview, but sure! No rules against it! *Spills tea while laughing*

(Does not need to get hired as a homeroom teacher, but maybe as Nezu's secretary/bodyguard? Can be a TA for certain classes though) 

x Internal Affairs AU:

*At UA Gates*

Hawks: "Senpai, HPSC has ordered me to arrest you!"

Nagant: "Seeing as you're taking to me through the intercom...are you?"

Hawks: "Heck no! I know the newer secret ops and stuff, plus I've got an actual teaching license! I can teach the students about aerial combat!"

Nezu: "Come in to my office for the job interview! I suppose you've got your resume?"

Incredible

[cubbihue]

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brainstormgmmingn... making varied fairies are hardd

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: Leonard Snart, the CCPD Captain of Internal Affairs, is known as Captain Cold for a very good reason: He hates corrupt cops with a merciless vengeance, and once you're on his list, you're in serious trouble. His next target? A CCPD lab tech named Barry Allen who's developed a suspicious habit of disappearing at random intervals.

Author: @robininthelabyrinth