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[five-milfs-and-a-twink]

Billy: And then I accidentally called her "mom!" Alice, holding back laughter: Oh no *In another room* Agatha, in tears: And then he called me "mom!" Jennifer: Are you crying out of happiness or disgust? Agatha: YES.

[purplewillowchicken]

Aziraphale's heavy box part 2

So we've established Aziraphale was building a barricade to force the demons to step into the portal.

If you read the comments section of the original post we had a bit of fun speculating what was in the box.

Apologies it was@eviebane who first mentioned the sex toys.

@neil-gaiman was generous enough to offer his take on the possible contents.

So of course I had to Google 1970s sex toys and found that Hitachi changed the game with their Magic Wand.

And it follows that Aziraphale would gladly take a few boxes labelled

Then perhaps many years later, when no-one had come to collect them and he was in need of a new wand for Fell the Marvelous' magic show he opens the boxes.

[riovidalupdates]

rio: agatha, what’s your type?

agatha: witchy, lover of nature, dumb, chaotic, scary, goes after dead bodies, an actual cosmic entity.

rio: wow, very specific. is it someone i know?

agatha: did i mention dumb?

rio: yeah.

agatha: just checking.

*later*

rio, in the middle of collecting bodies: oh my god, agatha has a crush on wanda!

alice and sharon: ???

[wands-natsthing]

𝐈𝐟 𝐈𝐦 𝐒𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𐬿 Switch mommy Wanda x Dom Natasha x Sub Reader dynamic 𐬽

Summary: You're in love with your high school English teacher Wanda but at graduation she’s like I love you too but we can’t so then five years pass and you see her at a cafe with another red headed woman.

Warning: This is a previous high school student x teacher, eventual implied smut but not specifically written, mommy kink.

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𝟏. 𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝟐. 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 ?

[marvelmutantmagic616]

Agatha All Along S1 Ep. 7

[rjrogelart]

THREE OF PENTACLES

Need a movie where these witches all have a great time together and nobody dies 😓

[ragnarockz]

During the first time watching this, I didn't really think much of Alice jumping in to try and save Agatha instead of let her be punished, but much like the last episode/last trial - Alice had to defeat her curse.

And maybe here, when Agatha is pleading not to be left alone with her Mother and promising she can be good, this is where Alice genuinely FEELS for Agatha.

Generational curses, grandmothers/mothers/daughters, wanting and needing to be good and not wanting to be the burden again and again. Alice feels for Agatha because she wants all that, too. She wants to be better by breaking the curse and the ties between past women who couldn't end it, couldn't be 'good', couldn't be 'saved'.

Alice is the Knight of Wands. Fearless, brave. And she is labelled the Knight of Wands by Lilia AFTER her own trial in THIS trial.

The Knight of Wands (reversed) can also be interpreted as a card of cancelled or delayed travel or sudden unexpected departures. And that, at the end of this episode, we do get Alice's fate. Death. Was it unexpected? The Knight of Wands reversed is also hasty and reckless and that leads into Alice's demise.

Her curse was broken (and like Rio says in a later episode when she escorts Alice to the afterlife), she died protecting someone. She fulfilled her full fate front to back.

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Wheezy winters pt.2

Pairings: Wandanat x R

Word count: 900

Summary: after your asthma puffer runs out your girls keep a close eye on you as your wait for another. Will you be ok?

TW: Asthmas attack (is that a warning? Idk.)

A/n seeings you guys seemed to like the first part so much here’s a part 2 for y’all

|| PART 1 ||

“Y/n/n? Love? Come on or we’re gonna be late to training.” Wanda called from the bathroom. Grumbling you threw off the sheets and pulled on some winter appropriate training clothes.

“Y/n/n, wands? You coming? Steve’s waiting.” Nat called, knocking on the closed door. She was always up early and so of course she was ready to go.

“Coming” you called grabbing your coat. With one foot out the door, you felt an arm wrap around your bicep.”

“Love. Have you taken your puffer?” Wanda asked eyes sparkling. She had checked every morning of the past week to make sure before letting you leave the shared bedroom.

You sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of your nose. You had hoped she would forget, but you knew she wouldn’t.

“Its out?” You said sounding so unsure it was phrased as a question.

“Love.” Wanda sighed looking at you and visibly deflating.

“I’ll be fine.” You smiled, grabbing your mini backpack which housed your ‘in case of an attack’ puffer. Quickly you rushed out the door, Wanda sighed before following, knowing you wouldn’t be talked out of coming on the run.

“Ok but take it easy.” Wanda called after you, grabbing her own coat and following behind.

When the team was all gathered at the base of the compound, Steve began the run. Wanda and Nat jogged close behind you, talking in hushed tones, you knew they were talking about you.

“Wands I’m worried, why didn’t she get a new one.”

“She said she’s waiting for her prescription from Cho. And the new puffer wont be in until next Tuesday.”

“But it’s Wednesday.” Nat frowned “thats too many runs without her preventer.”

“I know love, I’ll love for pietros spare when we get back.”

“Ok” Nat nodded. “Then I guess we’ll just keep a close eye on her today.”

Wanda nodded in response.

Your chest felt ok. Or at least it had when you started the run. You were nearing the ten minute mark and feeling a bit too confident. Picking up your pace, you felt a hand on your lower back.

“Love. Take it easy today.” Nat’s voice was softer than her hands as she spoke so the rest of the team, who were all way ahead, wouldn’t hear. You nodded a response, the tell tale tightening wheeze confirming her words. In an attempt to stifle the attack, you tried to steady your breathing. Taking slow deep breathes and trying the wheeze quietly. Unknowingly in your focus to slow your breathing, your speed had dropped almost to a stop. Nat and Wanda appeared on both sides of you.

“Love?” Wanda called.

“Y/n/n sweetheart?” Nat echoed

“Yeah.” You huffed between breaths.

“Are you ok?” Nat asked

“Peachy.” You grinned, the pause making you cough and your chest tightened. Wanda frowned, guiding you to the floor. Her furrowed brow deepening at your lack of protest. You were almost as stubborn as Nat when it came to your health.

“Breathe love.” Wanda smiled, pulling you into her chest. You were sat between her legs on the concrete, your back against her chest. As Wanda held you close in an attempt to stem the panic she could feel rising in you, nat fumbled with the zip. Blushing slightly as the mighty black widow was defeated by a simple zipper.

“Here.” Wanda stretched out a hand, her eyes never leaving your form.

Nat handed over the bag and Wanda unzipped it, pulling out the puffer and handing it to you. Unfortunately your hands were shaking far to much to be of any use. Nat gently took the puffer from you, handing it to Wanda. You were gasping at this point. Nat’s hand rubbed circles on your back as Wanda uncapped and slipped it between your lips. Tilting it back slightly and pressing it down, she instructed you to hold your breathe for the count of five. Both girls slowly counting out loud in sync. When they reached zero, you deflated your puffed up chest. Wanda repeated the process, push, puff, count, breathe, until the wheeze was lesser and you could take a half breath.

Nat lent down scooping you out of Wanda’s embrace and holding you bridal style as she carried you back to the compound in a slow jog. Wanda running close behind.

When the three of you made it back, your girls explained the situation to cho. Who promptly put you on a low flow oxygen mask and put a rush on your puffer.

Tiredly you laid on the bed, nat on one side running her hands through your hair. Wanda on the other side rubbing circles on your thigh. You fought to keep you eyes open, tired from the near hyperventilating.

“Its ok love, you can sleep.” Wanda cooed.

“We’re not going anywhere.” Nat smiled.

Closing your eyes, you drifted off to dreamland.

A/N I literally had an Asthma attack (kinda) while writing this lol. I have a love hate relationship with winter. My mind loves it. My lungs hate it.

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[nattysgirl]

~Secret desire~

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Warnings: nsfw, fingering and oral (w reviving), sex in a church, idk what more to add ¿

Word count: 2k

A/n: So this is my first fic ever! So I apologize for some mistakes that I may have made and also English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there’s some grammatical errors!

That’s all enjoy! Love u all and thanks for u support 🫶

Secret desire

The morning sun filtered through the barred windows of Wanda's small attic room, illuminating her pale and drawn face. She knelt on the hard wooden floor in prayer, rosary beads clutched tightly in her hands. Her slender frame creaked as she bowed her head, brunette hair falling around her face. Despite hours of prayer, Wanda could still feel the sinful heat pooling in her core, an ache she desperately sought to extinguish.

With a sigh, Wanda rose and walked to the small mirror hanging on the wall. Her reflection gazed back at her, wide green eyes full of shame in a delicate face. She was dressed conservatively as always, plaid skirt brushing her knees, white blouse buttoned up to her neck and stockings covering her legs. The chastity belt and bra her parents had locked her in at 13 were uncomfortably tight beneath her clothes, a constant reminder of her wickedness.

The old clock in the hall chimed, signaling it was time for another meeting with the head priest. He was all that stood between her and eternal damnation, his guidance the only thing preventing her from succumbing fully to sin. Wanda entered the empty church, dipping her fingers in the font of holy water and crossing herself before approaching the confessional. Heart pounding, she entered the small booth, kneeling in the darkness. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," she began hesitantly, hoping the torments of her mind and body would find release at last under her priest's absolution.

“And what have you done exactly sister?” Y/n answers curios about Wanda, since she has never sinned before and she was as innocent as an angel ~so she thought~.

Wanda's voice shook as she whispers her confession into the grate, unable to meet Y/n’s gaze directly. "Father, I...I have been struggling with impure thoughts and desires that plague my soul day and night. No matter how hard I pray or seek penance, they persist, filling me with shame and guilt. I fear I am too weak to resist their temptations and may one day fall completely into sin."

Y/n is shocked by Wanda’s confession and with a wicked smile decided to take advantage of this unique opportunity and asks again “And what have been those temptations exactly?”.

Wanda hesitated before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "Sometimes...sometimes I imagine what it would be like to break free from these restraints and explore my own desires without fear or judgment. To experience physical pleasure without the burden of guilt weighing down my spirit."

Y/n smiles at Wanda’s response and decider to push further “And what do you imagine exactly?”.

Wanda bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes as she struggles to maintain composure. "I...I imagine being touched intimately by someone I trust and care for deeply. Feeling their hands on my skin, their lips pressing against mine in a tender kiss. I long for the freedom to express my love openly without fear of condemnation or rejection."

A whimper scapes Y/n’s mouth as she hears Wanda’s confession, intrigued by her she decides to push further “And who’s that person?”.

Wanda’s breath caught in her throat as she considers revealing her secret desire. "It's...it's a friend I've known for some time now, Father. Someone who has shown me kindness and compassion when I needed it most. I can't help but feel drawn to them, despite knowing our relationship is forbidden by our faith."

Y/n new who she was referring to and has to hide a smile that came along with the thought of Wanda thinking of her “And why is it forbidden?”.

Wanda hangs her head in shame, feeling the weight of her sin bearing down on her shoulders. "Because our faith teaches us that all forms of sexual expression are sinful, even within the context of a loving relationship. We are meant to deny ourselves such earthly pleasures and focus solely on our spiritual connection to God."

“I see” Y/n simply responds to Wanda’s confession trying to organize their thoughts about this situation.

Wanda nods solemnly, her eyes cast downwards in submission. "I know it's wrong, father. That's why I've tried so hard to purge these thoughts and desires from my heart. But no matter how hard I pray or fast, they keep coming back, tormenting me relentlessly.

“And what thoughts are they? What is she doing to you in that little minds of yours?” Y/n answers with a hidden smile on her lips, trying to tease Wanda and see how dirty her thoughts are, despite of being a sweet innocent girl.

Wanda’s cheeks flushes a deep red as she confesses her most shameful fantasies. "I...I imagine her touching me intimately, exploring every inch of my body with her hands and mouth. I feel her warmth against my skin, her breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine. I long for her to take me fully, to possess me completely and show me just how much she desires me."

“Mmmh” Y/n hummed as her only thought is the confession that Wanda just made. Y/n stood up from her seat to gets closer to where Wanda is seating.

Wanda looked up at Y/n with pleading eyes, hoping for understanding and forgiveness. "I know these thoughts are wicked and sinful, Y/n. They make me feel dirty and unworthy of God's love. But I can't help but crave the touch of another human being, even if it means damning my soul to hellfire forever."

“I understand Wanda, it’s normal to crave for the touch of someone, even if they the bible says not to” Y/n says sincerely at Wanda and looking down at her with understanding and comforting eyes.

Wanda breaths a sigh of relief, grateful for Y/n’s empathy and support. "Thank you, Y/n. It means so much to me to have someone who doesn't judge me harshly for my weaknesses and failures. Your kindness helps me hold onto hope that one day, with God's grace and mercy, I may find true peace and acceptance within myself."

“Mmhm do you want me to help you with that sister?” Y/n smirks mischievously looking down at Wanda innocent -or not so inocente after all- form.

Wanda’s eyes widens in surprise, unsure of what to make of Y/n’s sudden offer. "W-what do you mean, Y/n?" she asks hesitantly.

“I think you know exactly what I mean sister Wanda” Y/n answers with a smile looking at how Wanda’s cheeks flusters.

Wanda feels her cheeks flush a deep red, embarrassment mixing with curiosity and excitement. "Y-you mean...you could help me explore these desires?" she stammered, uncertain of whether she should accept such an invitation.

Y/n simply nods at Wanda’s question

After a moment of contemplation, Wanda takes a deep breath and nods resolutely. "Very well, Y/n. If you truly believe this is what I need to purge these sinful thoughts from my heart and find inner peace, then I am willing to trust your guidance and experience your touch."

“Good” Y/n answers with a wicked smile at seeing how her plan worked .

Wanda nods silently, taking comfort in Y/n's reassuring words as she slowly began to shed her conservative clothes, revealing her slender frame and delicate curves beneath.

At the same time Y/n strips down until she’s only her bra and panties.

As Y/n stripped down to her bra and panties, Wanda couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with nervousness. She has never been so physically close to another person outside of her family before, let alone a woman she considered a friend and mentor.

“And what do you want me to do now sweetheart?” Y/n asks as she steps closer to her and puts her hand on Wanda’s cheek.

Wanda gazes into Y/n’s eyes, feeling a deep connection forming between them as their bodies drew nearer. "I...I don't know," she admits hesitantly. "This is all very new to me. All I ask is that you guide me through this process with compassion and understanding, and that we remain focused on seeking spiritual enlightenment rather than physical gratification."

Y/n gets on her knees and says with a proud smile on her face “okay then, I must start this session” Y/n pulls Wanda’s panties down and starts kissing her inner thighs.

As Y/n knelt before her, Wanda felt a rush of vulnerability and raw emotions wash over her. Her body responded instinctively to the tender touch of the older woman's lips against her sensitive skin, causing her to gasp softly in surprise and delight.

Y/n smirks at Wanda’s reaction and gets dangerously close to her core.

Wanda bites her lip, trying to maintain control over her rapidly escalating arousal as Y/n teases her with ever-closer approaches to her most intimate areas. The sensations are overwhelming, but she clung to the belief that this is part of a larger spiritual journey towards healing and self-acceptance.

Y/n kisses Wanda’s clit and moans at the taste of her arousal.

Wanda’s entire body shudders with each delicious touch from Y/n’s tongue, her hips bucking involuntarily as waves of pleasure coursed through her system. She lost herself completely in the moment, unable to distinguish between the physical sensations and the profound spiritual awakening that seemed to be unfolding within her soul.

“Mmmh” Y/n holds Wanda’s hips still as she detaches from Wanda’s core just a second to say “don’t be shy baby. I want to hear all of you” .

Despite her initial hesitation, Wanda finds herself growing more comfortable with the intimacy of the situation as Y/n holds her hips firmly in place. The sound of her own moans filling the room served as a powerful testament to the depth of her transformation, a symbol of her emerging confidence and self-acceptance despite the weight of her past.

Y/n sucks at Wanda’s clit harshly and enters two finger without a warning into her arching core.

As Y/n continues to stimulate her with relentless precision, Wanda finds herself reaching new heights of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Her body shakes violently, her screams echoing throughout the room as she succumbs to the overwhelming sensations washing over her like a tidal wave of pure bliss.

“That’s it darling let it all out” Y/n mumbles as she continues liking at Wanda’s clit and curling her fingers into her g-spot to help her ride her orgasm.

Under Y/n's expert guidance, Wanda rides the crest of her orgasm for what feels like an eternity, her body convulsing and shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure washed over her. As the climax finally subsides, she stands there panting heavily, her mind and spirit transformed by the incredible experience they had shared together.

“That’s it darling, you did so well for me” Y/n stood up and kisses Wanda’s lips letting her taste herself on Y/n’s tongue

As Y/n kisses her deeply, Wanda tastes the sweet essence of her own arousal on the older woman's tongue. It is a surreal and indescribable sensation, one that left her feeling both connected and empowered, as if she had truly shed the burden of her past and embraced a newfound sense of self-awareness and acceptance.

“Now darling get dressed and go back to your tasks. I’ll see you next week to continue or little session” Y/n smiles and winks playfully at Wanda flushed state.

With a sense of renewed purpose and determination, Wanda gathers her clothes and makes her way back to the rectory. Despite the lingering effects of her intense orgasm, she knew that she had taken another important step towards healing and growth, both physically and spiritually. As she prepares to return to her duties, she couldn't help but feel grateful for Y/n's guidance and support, which had helped her navigate these treacherous waters with grace and compassion.

a hint of pt.2

[v3nusxsky]

Omega Wanda x asexual alpha gn reader who's in rut but isn't interested in the.... traditional ways of going through rut? Some fluff and cuddles ensue 👉🏻👈🏻

Hold me?

A/n~ Drabble time! Maybe if I can get to grips with Wanda more I’ll be more able to transfer this Into a fic ALSO I don’t know too much about Asexuality so if I got anything wrong please do tell me and I’ll correct it, love you guys

Tw~ mentions of past abuse r (it can happen to anyone guys gender isn’t an excuse or guide here) asexual r omegaverse omega wands alpha gn reader rut no smut here guys but mentions of it are littered in here

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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You had accepted who you are a long time ago. But that doesn’t mean the time of your rut got any easier for you, luckily your omega was brilliant with you. She never forced the idea of helping you the traditional way, instead focusing on finding small ways to help you that really no one had bothered to try and find before, treating you more as an object to use for their own personal pleasure and leaving before any of your needs were found or met. But that was all before your wonderful Omega.

Wanda went through her first heat alone, not wanting you to feel forced to help her in the way she clearly needed, not really knowing where your boundaries were with her needs. But after a long conversation you both found a way to make it work. Your main point was you don’t have the interest to be touched, now Wanda thinks your scalped by the hands of angels, but that doesn’t change how you feel about it, however you aren’t against helping wanda get herself off during ruts, if she needs something to see then you provide her with what she asks of. Sometimes even going as far as controlling the toy she uses. But that’s it really, you do it for her and her needs despite receiving nothing from it yourself.

Perhaps that’s why Wanda returns the same amount of love and care when your rut hits. You often cry and apologise for being a horrid Alpha, you tell her your broken, she should go find a real Alpha to treat her right, but she simply states she wants you and will always want you. It became apparent to her that during this time you would actively seek her out to ensure you could always feel her. You often like to be burrowed into her neck, her holding you like some fine china, fragile and vulnerable as you basked in the comfort. Forehead kisses are something wanda gives you instinctively whenever she can to remind you she’s yours and she’s here. Although the beating organ under your ear is also a brilliant reminder of that fact.

Your ruts can be painful considering you don’t treat them the traditional way, but Wanda is always there to give you belly rubs, medicine and buckets full of love, because no matter what your her beautiful alpha. “M sorry wans” you whimper as your laying on her chest, tears silently falling down your cheeks. “No need my Alpha, it’s a pleasure to hold you, to love you and to be yours” she reassures bringing her hand to play with the hair on your head, “I’ll always love you y/n sex or no sex, I love this.” She murmured placing her hand on your heart. A small pained smile graced your lips, you really are the most lucky Alpha in the world

[wandasgirl69]

Living in a cabin with farmer Wanda <3

[five-milfs-and-a-twink]

Headcannons: Familiars for the Coven of Chaos

I thought it might be fun to theorize the familiar each witch from Agatha All Along would have. Enjoy!

Agatha: Hers would be a snake of some sort, I'm thinking a black mamba. Something cunning and dangerous that is unpredictable. Also you know the drawings they have of snakes if they had arms and there's just an unbelievable amount of attitude? Agatha.

Rio: Definitely a black cat. I mean look at Rio, she's so clingy with Agatha and the SASS? yeah that's black cat energy right there.

Lilia: I could see hers being a bird, something wise like an owl. Barn owls are native to Italy (which is where she's from? I think?) and have a sort of elegance that match her perfectly.

Alice: German Shepherd. Something that's protective and tough with a sweet soul, just like her! She has her strength but looks a lot more threatening than she actually is, much like most bigger dogs.

Jen: Peacock. So elegant and poised, if a little bit vain. Easily underestimated due to the extravagant appearance, but is just as capable as the rest of the witch/familiar duos.

Billy Maximoff: A rabbit! We've now seen him twice with Senor Scratchy and they are a perfect match, but really any rabbit would probably fit. I know Billy isn't all fluff and sweetness but he has a good heart and only really got more violent when provoked.

[rivercule]

Pretty weird!

[tomoleary]

Frank Miller and P. Craig Russell Marvel Team-Up Portfolio Set Two "To Win the Wand of Wattomb" Illustration Original Art (S. Q. Productions, 1982).

[wands-natsthing]

𐬿 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𐬿

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞