#uhhh person i dated after them was kinda a mutual agreement in person but they initiated the convo so

[marveldc-imagines-hub]

So I heard you were taking requests for Vision x Reader x Wanda and I would just love little dating headcanons (sfw or nsfw or both whichever you do) also just wanted to say I adore your writing and cannot wait to see what else you come up with 🥰

A/N: Guys, look at our icons, I’m obsessed.

NSFW is under the cut. There’s very little there and it’s not very graphic because I headcanon Vision as gray-ace and Wanda as demisexual, which I mention in that section, but I digress. Please be respectful either way and don’t read if you’re under 18!

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Poly!WandaVision

SFW

They are the touchiest people ever, both of them

Casual touching at literally all times

Hands on legs, arms around shoulders, hands on the small of your back and probably resting on your thigh

They both love to hold hands but for different reasons; Wanda gets comfort out of it and Vision just really likes the human connection

Kinda the same deal with hugging, comfort, and human connection, but either way, they both love a good hug

If you two have the time and you’ll let him, Vision will literally just stand and hug you forever

He loves it

Wanda gives a lot of little squeezes

Hand squeezes, arm squeezes, hip squeezes when her arm is around your waist

Her touch always lingers a little bit, like she’s worried everyone she touches will disappear immediately after

Please! Kiss! Her hands!

Most of her power comes from/forms from her hands, so just let her know on the occasion that her hands are in fact not weapons of mass destruction but wonderful soft things to hold and smooch and paint the nails of

Bow to her and do it, get dramatic with it, act like you’re a knight and she’s a princess, she’ll be equally flustered and amused, she loves the cheese even though it will be very difficult to get her to admit it

Vision often has his arms around both you and Wanda while sitting anywhere

He also just like. touches both your backs a lot

Hands on the small of your back or around your waist while walking or escorting you inside

Casual soft back and shoulder rubs as just a general sign of affection

Back rubs and fingers playing across your spine and shoulder blades while cuddling

Speaking of which

So much cuddling

Like most of the time, it’s not even intentional

The three of y’all will just be sitting on the couch chatting after dinner and over the course of the conversation you find yourselves just tangled around each other

Sitting close together all the time and having quiet and sometimes even silent conversations 

Like just glancing between each other and making facial expressions and being able to 100% understand each other

If there is not a way to sit close to each other, you guys somehow manage

Again, it’s mostly unintentional

You guys just gravitate towards each other

Soft! Kisses! All! The time!

Vision’s just overall more affectionate because he loves the humanity in it

And also making his partners get all soft and flustered gives him the biggest amounts of Sarah Tonin

You blush at a flirty pun he makes? Oh, look, Sarah just moved in next door, how weird

Wanda’s a little more subdued in initiating affection but she absolutely melts into it whenever affection comes her way

No full names here, only pet names 

Darling, honey, wife/husband/partner, little cabbage/tomato, Vision using random shit as compliments like you’re his favorite pair of dress shoes

Vision has a little bit of himbo energy, ngl

You and Wanda put up with his robo-weird and on the occasion correct him if it’s something important

But for the most part it’s very harmless and very cute and you love it

Call! Wanda! Your! Magical girl!

Call! Wanda! Your! (Favorite!) Superhero! 

Tell! Vision! That he’s! Your favorite! Pair of socks!

Casually calling them Cosmo and Wanda and neither of them gets it but Vision thinks you mean cosmo like the flower and he loves being called a flower

Also synthezoid/robo-puns

You definitely have called him your toaster oven after he’s brought you breakfast

You and Vision teaming up to tease Wanda

You and Wanda teaming up to tease Vision

Wanda and Vision teaming up to tease you

Random dancing and twirling and just overall being dramatic

If they were normal and had normal/not terrible childhoods (or childhood at all, in Vision’s case), they would be theater kids and no one can tell me otherwise

Wanda and Vision are both just. Absolutely horrible about remembering special events

Here’s to hoping you aren’t as well, otherwise y’all are all just celebrating random anniversaries you missed months ago every day or your guys just don’t celebrate anything ever

Actually, it’s probably the former, Vision’s a romantic and treats every day like something special is going on

Wanda’s also a softie for romance but again, she’s more subdued about it

She never wants to go too far into it because she’s always worried something bad is going to happen and there’s nothing y’all can do to convince her otherwise

And that’s on survivor’s guilt and just general trauma

They both unintentionally flirty things or just say something in That Type of Way

But they also get so flustered if you also do the thing

Vision will just randomly call you a pet name in a voice two octaves deeper than normal and it’s an “oh no, he’s hot” moment every single time

They don’t do dates very much because they’re weird and also just sort of forget dates are a thing that exists so if you’re a go-out-on-dates person, you’ll be pampering your babes

But also if you’re also not a date person, all that leaves is more time to snuggle at home which is perfectly wonderful too

Compliments and reassurance and open communication around every corner!

NSFW (sort of)

Tbh, I see Vision gray-ace if not entirely ace and Wanda as being demisexual and not super sex-oriented in general, so I don’t see much sexy time happening much

And yes I know Billy and Tommy exist but as far as I’m concerned they popped out of Wanda’s head like Athena from Zeus’s forehead (well, more like she magically impregnated herself with magic and with Vision in mind as the father; birth via brainwaves and magic vs genetics) or it was one of those things that it was more of a mutual agreement to do the do than them being horny

Also I just, in general, don’t personally think Vis has the function of finishing, y’know

No action of shooting seamen off the ship is found in his hardware if you get my drift

I don’t think he has sexual urges either, but he does love to please and feel his partner, so

Anyway though

Neither of them is sex-repulsed and are down for sexual intimacy if that’s important to you because whatever’s important to their partner is important to them too

If not, then cool beans, y’all will just snuggle and spoon

They’re just so sweet okay I love them so much

B u t if you don’t headcanon them as somewhere on the ace spectrum, here are some thoughts off the top of my head

They’re pretty vanilla and it’s mostly just fluffy and romantic

Like sappy, passionate rom-com stuff

Vision can and will pull out all the stops

Willing to try out lighter kinks if that’s their partner’s interest though

Hard no’s on anything that deliberately causes harm

More elaborate bondage (I know bondage doesn’t necessarily cause discomfort, I’m just using it as an of something that might) and other kinks that could cause general discomfort is not their cup of tea

Involving their powers is a hard no for Wanda for a really, really long time but she might eventually come around to very light magic play with a lot of reassurance and set boundaries; Vision might be down depending on what you’re interested in and occasionally his powers will just kinda. join in on their own

Some times he float 

Vision is a soft top usually

Wanda’s vers

Whatever you are, they’re happy to accommodate 

Vision likes to take his time exploring and worshiping his partners’ bodies

Wanda is pretty soft and vulnerable as it’s one of the few times she’s willing to fully let her guard down

Compliments and check-ins abound

Aftercare (even after the light stuff) and cuddling after the deed is a must

Uhhh that’s all I got tbh, like I said, I feel like they’re both on the ace spectrum

[themysteriouslou]

evens for leslie and jake!

mari what the fuck, this took me way longer than it should. 

2. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer? I’d say Les - she’s kind of an early bird, though not to Jacob’s extent. The moment he carefully tries to wake her up she’d surely mumble about five minutes more while snuggling even more close to him.

4. When they can’t sleep, what do they do? Together? Go outside and lie in the grass to watch the stars. Jacob’d make sweet tea for both him and Les and sit next to her — and while they sometimes talk, most of the time they choose to be in a comfortable silence, just enjoying the scenery and each other’s presence.

6. Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile?That’s definitely Jacob! I feel like he sort of prepares himself in case he has night terrors and watching Leslie be soundly asleep, curled next to him kinda relaxes him. It may be easier to sleep than before, but Jacob is almost always the last one to feel drowsy at night. (Les’d insist to stay up and be the one to watch him fall asleep, only to go out once Jacob starts humming lmao)

8. Who gets extremely competitive playing Mario Kart? slightly, Leslie. She’s super focused and takes the game more seriously than Jacob does (though he doesn’t stay behind - at some point the one of the two will start accusing the other to be cheating once it’s shown that they’re winning).

10. Who sets the other’s ringtone to something loud and obnoxious behind their back? Leslie, in her playful days.

12. Who does the hands-over-the-eyes “Guess Who” thing? Les!

14. Who’s prone to road rage? Jacob.

16. Who reminds the other to put on sunscreen before going to the beach (or pool)? Jacob to Leslie. She doesn’t mind the sun that much - her skin is the type to get a mild burn before tanning, besides - she forgets the sunscreen as soon as her feet touch the sand. Jacob is a lot more conscious of his skin, with it being pale, scarred and sensitive - so I imagine he ends up dragging her away from the water before she can jump in lol.

18. Who gets the window seat? More often than not, Les.

20. What do they argue about the most? Les uses all the hot water and Jacob doesn’t appreciate it. Alternatively: he forgets to inform her he’s going hunting and most of the time Jacob doesn’t return until the sun is setting (meanwhile Les is worried because she still remembers their first encounter and oh God what if another bear finds him)

22. Who texts more often? Leslie, though she prefers to call him rather than text.

24. Who’s the better cook? We’ve established Jacob Seed doesn’t know how to cook - at most he knows how to cook a nice BBQ and that’s it. Les was the main cook of her household (and, let’s be real, of the Sheriff’s Station - you could see her always bringing treats to her coworkers whenever she could) so she definitely knows her way in the kitchen.

26. Who puts the fork in the microwave? … I can’t see neither of them doing that, sorry.

28. Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1 a.m.? fuckin’ Jacob - Les swears he sometimes does it on purpose.

30. Who likes doing the dishes? Both! They take turns, though it’s mainly Les washing the dishes while Jacob dries them.

32. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? Jake.

34. Do they go on dates? What are they like? Hmm, yes but no - their dates are the private sort. As in, for example, going camping, fishing or a picnic along the river or on top of a mountain.

36. Which one is the secret snuggler? … Jake. He likes to hold her in his arms, her head under his chin, listening to her soft breathing and the low mutters she emits in her sleep.

38. Who reaches for the other one’s hand while driving? Jacob! (which makes the road rage more tolerable tbh).

40. Who is the most affectionate? Leslie, definitely. She tries to be careful and not go overboard, but she’s someone who loves deeply and surely.

42. What is their favorite feature of their partner? I had this written in my relationship draft so, uh: personality-speaking, Leslie loves Jacob’s resilience. He has gone through so much (pain, hopelessness, determination) all with the intent to survive. He’s alive ‘cause he never gave up, and she admires that. Physically… I’d say she loves his scars, ears and hands and thighs the most. As for Jacob: He enjoys how stubborn and determined she is - the fact she can be an unstoppable force of nature yet an unmovable object at the same time doesn’t escape him. And… maybe how she stays hopeful when the situation looks awry. Physically, he loves the scar along her jaw, the tiny and funny-looking mole on her neck, and -well, her hands.

44. What are their nicknames for each other? Uhhh, they have several?

- for Leslie: honey, babe, sweetheart, doll, angel. He has called her a deer and squirrel in some of his radio calls - probably thinking of her dodging quite a few of his capture parties - and at the beginning of their… tacit mutual agreement to not kill each other, he called her by her surname.

- for Jacob: Jake, handsome, sasquatch, il mio cuore (Italian for my heart - please excuse her she’s a sap), mountain man, big boy, and of course the classic babe and honey. Called him by his surname at first.

46. Who initiates kisses? Both!

48. Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first? seeing they didn’t start their relationship properly until after the Collapse, it was Leslie. Sharky, Nick and Kim were the first ones who were informed and definitely disapproved of her choices.

50. Who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness? Probably Jacob? He has had so few of those in the past that Leslie being with him at his worst, accepting him, understanding him must feel unreal and strange. And yet… he likes it.

[professor-hiddles]

Unspoken [bucky barnes]

pairing: bucky x reader (modern au??? but bucky still has the arm)

words: 2.6k 

warnings: implied smut, some violence? also maybe just a little slut shaming (not from any of our faves i promise) uhhh some angst & swearing too

a/n: this might be kinda sucky but whatevs i just wanted to post something lol. also theres a vine reference in there for some comic relief :) enjoyyyyyyy

The two of you knew what you were getting into. It was a mutually beneficial relationship, but purely sexual. Something to release the tension. There were five rules you had set in place, rules that kept both of you safe. 

Rule 1

No physical contact outside of your bedroom sessions. Since you shared a friend group, it was common to be seen out in public together, but this was your own rule. No touching. You could talk, make jokes, and even flirt, but no skin to skin contact.

Rule 2

Don’t stay away from potential relationships at the expense of the other. If an opportunity for a relationship presented itself, don’t stay away to protect feelings, and don’t try to keep the other person away from someone with potential.  

Rule 3

Keep emotions or pillow talk to a minimum. You’re not building an intimate relationship, but rather just having fun and enjoying one another physically. Only engage in emotional conversations if absolutely necessary. This was a rule broken rather often, as the both of you were usually under intense stress. 

Rule 4

No dates. No meeting for coffee, no going out to dinner. If you were gonna hang out, it would be with your friends. 

***

Something changed around two months into your agreement. Bucky was getting more sensual with you, being incredibly gentle and making sure that you were completely comfortable before he did anything. This was unusual, as he was typically a bit rough and fast. It was certainly different, but you weren’t complaining. 

“Buck, is there a reason as to why you’re being so gentle with me?” you asked, gently tugging on his hair. His mouth left your body for a moment, eyes meeting yours. 

“No reason, why? Are you uncomfortable?” he asked, his metal hand drawing circles on your thigh. He got back to work, pleasure coming over you in waves.

“No—not at all. Just wondering,” you said before arching your back off the mattress. Damn, he was talented with his mouth. 

He hummed in response, the vibration going through your whole body. His hands held your hips, keeping your body firmly planted on the bed. Your heart was racing, the euphoria coursing through you. 

Bucky crawled up next to you, laying on his back. You rolled onto your stomach to face him. Your hands met his hair, twirling it around your finger. 

“I think we should stop this, Buck,” you whispered, avoiding eye contact. His head turned toward yours, his smile dropping. 

“Why? I thought we were having fun, Y/N,” he said, his hand grabbing the one that was intertwined in his hair. 

“We are—were, but I met someone.” 

Rule 2. 

He could feel his heart break a little. All he could think of was someone else touching you in the ways that he did. 

“Oh. Do I know him?” he asked, his voice as low as yours. 

You nodded, “Brock Rumlow, I think he goes to your gym.” 

Fucking Brock, Bucky thought, Of course he would rob me of the one good thing in my life.

Bucky didn’t respond, instead just closing his eyes. You knew he heard you, and you knew he was hurt. You didn’t push the topic, so you let sleep wash over you.

You woke up to an empty bed, the sheets next to you were cold. A frown formed on your face, but you knew what this meant. 

You knocked your head back onto your pillow, letting a groan escape. A part of you felt empty, but a part of you felt enlightened, free to explore what other men have to offer. 

Bucky returned to his apartment, dreading the loneliness that was bound to ensue. He had fallen for you, hard. He hated the idea of someone else holding your heart, someone else taking part in your life. 

He knew he wasn’t supposed to fall for you, but love works in mysterious ways. He loved your laugh, how you got a bit embarrassed when it was too loud. He loved the way you said his name. He loved the way you joke with each other, more sarcasm than he’d ever experienced. He liked that you weren’t afraid of him, metal arm and all. That usually drives people off, but not you. He loved that you bear your feelings to him, your vulnerabilities. 

He longed to hold your hand. He wanted nothing more than to kiss your cheek and tell you how beautiful you are. Truly stunning. He longed to kiss you in front of your friends, call you his once and for all. He longed to be the one you come to after a long day, just for comfort. 

He felt miserable. The one thing that actually meant something to him had been taken. He knew this day would come. He just never pictured it would be so soon. 

He should have told you how he felt. He still should. 

Bucky pulled himself together, put on a happy face and made his way to the gym. He walked in, eyes scanning the area for Brock. He hoped that he wasn’t there, but nothing ever goes the way you want it to. He decided it might be good to talk to him at least.

His eyes landed on the man in question. Bucky took a deep breath and walked over to the weights he was using. 

“Need a spot, Brock?” he asked, hoping that he would say yes. Brock looked at him, realizing who was asking. 

A cocky smile grew on Brock’s face, “Hey, man. If you don’t mind, that’d be great.”

Bucky forced a smile on his face, he stepped behind the bench press. Half of him wanted to drop the barbell on the man, but the other half wanted to grill him about you. He decided on the latter.

“So, uh, you and Y/N, huh? How long has that been going on?” Bucky said, trying to casually slip questions into the light conversation. 

A smug look crossed his face, “Around two weeks or so, she’s a cool girl. Surprised one of you didn’t pick her up already.”

You and me both, buddy, Bucky thought, gritting his teeth. “Yeah, she’s the best. Treat her good, man.”

A short laugh left Brock’s mouth. “To be honest with you, I think this’ll be more of a hit it and quit it kind of thing, you know? She’s stupid hot, but not really girlfriend material. Seems like a bit of a whore. I heard she fucks every dude in your friend group.” 

Bucky scoffed. It was taking everything he had in him not to punch the man’s teeth in. 

“Who fed you that bullshit lie? You’re lucky she even considered you, dipshit,” Bucky growled. He couldn’t just stand idly by anymore, he took the bar out of the man’s hands and pulled him up by the collar of his shirt, “If you even think about hurting her, I’ll hunt you down and fucking kill you.”

Brock looked genuinely scared for a moment, before a smile appeared on his face. “My god, you’re in love with the whore! Let me guess, you’re fucking her too?” 

“Alright, thats it. You asked for it, you piece of shit!” Bucky yelled, before charging at Brock. Several punches were thrown before Bucky felt someone pulling him off of the man. 

Steve had a strong grip on the man, guiding him toward the exit. “Dude, what the hell? I know he’s a douche, but you can’t lunge at him in the middle of the gym! What was it even about?” 

Bucky’s hand curled into a fist, “He was calling Y/N a whore, and saying he was only with her for sex. I just couldn’t help myself. I hate when assholes like him get such wonderful women and then drop them like they’re nothing. She deserves someone better than that, Steve. She deserves someone who’ll listen to her, and keep her happy, and take care of her in all the best ways.”

A small smile worked its way onto Steve’s face, “Someone like you?”

Bucky nodded his head, “Yes! Wait—how did you know I meant me?” he looked at the man, clearly puzzled. You two were careful to hide your relationship, you were sure none of your friends knew.

“Dude, you think no one notices how you stare at her? You get this little sparkle in your eyes every time you talk to her, its almost sickening how cute it is,” Steve said, patting his friend on the shoulder. 

“She doesn’t feel the same, anyway, so what does it matter? I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with her, Steve.” Bucky said, his eyes glued to the pavement. 

Steve sighed, “What do you mean ‘you weren’t supposed to fall in love with her,’? Why not?”

Bucky’s breath hitched in his throat, “Uh, never mind. No reason.” 

Steve didn’t look convinced, but he let the topic go. “You might not have noticed, Buck, but she definitely does. When you aren’t there, all she does is talk about you.”

His eyes flicked up to meet Steve’s, his cheeks flushed. Bucky could barely get out a coherent sentence. 

“No, I—that can't be,” he mumbled, but all evidence of doubt was erased when he saw the look on Steve’s face, “Really? But she’s so beautiful and kind and downright great; and I’m me.” 

Steve nodded, “Yeah man, but she wont like you for long if you don’t explain your side of what just happened in there. For all we know, Rumlow could be telling her that you attacked him for no reason.” 

Bucky’s eyes went wide for a moment, before running a hand through his hair. He let out a shaky breath before pulling out his phone. 

“Shit, ok, I’m gonna ask her to meet me at the bar later. Hopefully I can lay everything out and we’ll be on the same page, but if not, be prepared to nurse my broken heart.”

Steve gave a short nod before clapping him on the back, “Good luck, Buck. You’ll do great, I know it.”

After a shower and a quick bite to eat, Bucky walked down the sidewalk, trying to figure out what he would say to you. Would he apologize for putting Brock in his place? Hell no. Would he apologize for letting it get that out of hand? Possibly. Would he tell you how he felt and accept your answer, good or bad? Absolutely. 

He took a seat at the bar, ordering a whiskey, neat. His eyes darted around the bar, his nerves making him a bit jumpy. The door to the establishment opened once more with the ring of a bell, your senses taking in the familiar sights and sound that the bar has to offer. 

You heard shot glasses hit the bar counter; the sharp sound of a cue ball being hit. Your gaze almost immediately caught the glimmer of the metal arm, a smile crawling up your face. Your heels clicked on the floor below you, the sound catching Bucky’s attention. 

He stood up, arms enveloping you in a hug. Rule 1, you remembered, but maybe I can let it slide just this once. Your arms slid around his waist, returning the embrace. Bucky pulled away first, his hands resting on your shoulders. 

“Y/N, sit, please,” he said, pulling the bar chair out for you. You took the seat, still wondering what you were doing here. “I know you said you want to end things because you found someone, and I respect that decision, but please, just hear me out for a moment.”

You sighed, but stayed silent, signaling him to go on. 

“Okay, this might come out the wrong way, but please understand that I mean absolutely no disrespect to you,” your eyes widened slightly, but still you let him continue. “Brock isn’t the guy for you, you should cut things off with him.” 

A short, dry laugh left your lips, “Why? Who told you that this was your decision to make?” 

Hurt flashed across his eyes, but he stayed calm. “Y/N, he called you a whore. He also said that he’s only going out with you to get in your pants. He doesn’t want the real you, he only wants the idea of you. I know its not my decision to make,  but I really think that this is whats best for you.” 

“No, you’re lying. How do you know that? Last I checked you weren’t all buddy buddy with him,” you said, shaking your head. “How do you know whats good for me?”

He ran a hand through his hair, “Thats my opinion, Y/N. I’m sorry if it’s not what you want to hear, but it needed to be said. If I can save you from this guy, then best believe I’ll put everything on the line to do so.”

“Please, you think I need saving? I’m perfectly capable of handling this on my own, thank you very much,” you said, close to tears.

“I know you can, but I’m worried that your feelings might blind you from whats actually going on!” he yelled, but you stormed out. Bucky was quick to follow, lightly gripping your arm. 

You spun around to face him, anger clear on your face, “Why? Why do you care so damn much?”

Both of your hearts picked up, nearly beating out of your chests. Bucky’s eyes looked glassy, he didn’t mean to upset you. All he wanted was to warn you, and tell you how he felt. 

“You wanna know why? Because I‘m fucking in love with you, Y/N! I know I wasn’t supposed to, but you made it damn hard to resist. When you told me about Brock, my heart nearly cracked in two. I didn’t even want to think about him having what I hold dearest to my heart. I’m in love with you for you, not your body, or the idea of you. I love that you listen to me, and confide your feelings in me. I love how much you care for those around you, and the kindness that’s so clearly within your heart. I love the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you love, and the smile that makes my heart jump. I didn’t want to fall in love with you, but I’ll be damned if I tell you I regret it, because I absolutely don’t,” his chest was heaving now, and you couldn’t tell if the wetness on his face was the pouring rain around you or tears.

You stared at him, the weight of his words weighing on your shoulders. You wanted to cry, punch him and kiss him all in the same moment. 

He looked like he was going to speak up again, but you cut him off by pressing your lips to his. It wasn’t at all rushed like your past ones, but more passionate and loving. His arms were protectively wrapped around you, your bodies pressed close. 

You pulled away, resting your forehead on his, “Buck, we broke rule five.”

A smile was on his face, “I think we broke all of the rules, but fuck ‘em, especially rule five.”

Rule five wasn’t a rule you talked about often, because it was understood by all parties. Technically, the ‘unspoken’ rule. 

Rule 5

Do not, under any circumstances, fall in love with the other.