#wanda maximoff sfw

[lacy-oh-lacy]

Marvel women fucking you with a strap-on

♡︎Afab!Reader

Wanda has a big strap-on but she’s careful to only give you as much of it as you can handle, always complimenting how well you’re taking her regardless. missionary is her go-to position, she likes to watch your face while she’s inside you and the eye-contact and closeness are her little ways of keeping things intimate and loving no matter how hard she’s fucking you.

Natasha loves watching you suck her strap-on, getting it nice and ready to fuck you while she breaths out your praises. She’s so gentle and slow as she enters you, letting you adjust to her length before it’s like a switch is flipped and she’s fucking you stupid, putting all her strength into her deep thrusts that you’re sure to still feel the impact of the next day.

Carol is a bit of a tease, grinding her strap-on against your folds until you’re dripping wet and desperate to be fucked. This isn't just because she likes to watch you squirm (though she does), all the foreplay is also to prep you because she goes HARD when she's fucking you. Really she's careful to only use a fraction of her strength but that's more than enough to have you stupid and seeing stars.

Valkyrie wants to take you in every position imaginable and you’d be lucky to cum before she has. She’ll be fucking you from behind one minute then pull you into her lap, guiding your hips up and down on her strap-on the next. Regardless of your position, she never neglects your clit while she’s fucking you and it causes the best kind of overstimulation.

Kate doesn't fuck you, she gets fucked. You'd think her strap-on was her real cock with the way she writhes when you touch it, so putting on a show always does it for her. What she really likes is watching you ride her, she loves the view of you chasing your orgasm on top of her. Plus with you leading she can make sure she's giving your clit and tits attention.

Masterlist

[incorrectwandanat]

peter, in tears: i saw you with natasha yesterday, holding hands.

reader: it's not what it looks like-

peter: YOU SAID YOU LOVED HER!

reader: BECAUSE I'M DATING HER!

peter: no best-friend-feelings?

reader: no, just love love. like i’m married to her type of love.

peter: ok...i’m still your best friend?

reader: yeah, course.

peter and reader hugging:

natasha, pepper, wanda and maria watching from the kitchen: what the-

[naturesapphic]

Hey, I have a request for the caregiver Wanda (and Agatha if you accept) where maybe the little reader is very sick (pneumonia or something like that) and they both don’t know what to do to help after they take the reader to the hospital?

Maybe breastfeeding included too

Pneumonia

Caregiver!wanda maximoff x little!fem!reader (caregiver/girlfriend relationship), Caregiver!agatha x Caregiver!wanda (platonic), Caregiver!agatha x little!fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: age regression, breastfeeding/lactation, sickness

A/n: fun fact! I had pneumonia when I was 11 years old and it got so bad that I had to be taken to the ER, that and I was severely dehydrated-

Hearing the radio and the sound of the car is what lulled you to sleep, that and how exhausted you were. Your mommy was driving y’all home coming from the ER. You had a severe case of pneumonia and it seemed that day by day, it got worse which made Wanda worry immensely. Then today it was worse than ever so she took you to the ER where they hooked you up to IV’s and put a breathing mask on you to help.

You were there for a couple of hours getting fluids and medicine in you and you seemed to be doing better which made the decision of letting you go home to rest. Wanda agreed with them and loaded you up in the car but since it was a thirty minute drive home you fell asleep but you could barley breath due to how congested you were. Wanda parked the car in the driveway and carried you inside in her arms. She placed you down on the couch which woke you up, causing you to get upset. “M-mommy…” you cry out and Wanda cooed at you.

“Shhhh shhh sweet girl mommy is here.” She shushed you gently, her accent making your heart flutter. “Hurts mama…” you whine out and started a coughing fit. Wanda immediately patted your back gently and grabbed your water bottle to take little sips from. After your coughing fit she told you to lay down and rest on the couch so she can go call someone right quick. You nodded and laid down with your stuffy and turned on your favorite show. Wanda went into the kitchen and grabbed her phone to call her friend Agatha.

Wanda called and told her to bring her best herbs and medicine for her baby. Agatha agreed and told Wanda that she would be right over and hung up. Wanda went back into the living room with you and told you that auntie Agatha was coming over to help you feel better. You loved seeing auntie Agatha so you were pretty excited. The two of you waited for a bit until a knock on the door interrupted the silence besides the tv playing in the background. Wanda went and opened the door to reveal Agatha with her hands full of bags.

Wanda helped her in and took the bags from her hands so Agatha could go see you. “Hey pumpkin! How are ya?” Agatha greeted you with a massive smile. You giggled and waved at her. “Hi auntie Agatha!” You said happily which caused her to smile even wider. “I brought you some stuff to help you feel better. Is that okay?” Agatha asked and you nodded your head fast. “Wes pwease auntie Agatha. I hurts weally bads.” You pouted and she copied you making you smile a bit. “That’s okay! I’m gonna help your mama make you some special tea and some soup! Go ahead and watch your show while we do that okay sweet pea?” You nodded and she patted your head gently as she walks into the kitchen where Wanda is.

The two of them spent an hour in the kitchen making you a special tea and some soup to help. They brought the tray in the living room and found you sitting up, still watching tv with your stuffy in your arms. “Here we go babygirl. Do you need mommys help to feed you?” Wanda said sweetly and you nodded your head yes. Agatha smiled and went to grab her stuff. “Well I’m glad I can help the two of you but I must be heading off now! I’ll call and check on y’all later! Feel better sweet pea!” She said as she walked out the front door. Wanda sat beside you as she fed you your soup and helped you sip on your tea. After you finished both things, you were getting really tired again. You gently pulled on Wanda’s shirt and looked up at her with sleepy eyes that made her melt.

“Boob mama? Pwease…” you asked nicely and she smiled at you, booping your nose, making you giggle. “Of course sweet girl.” She said and removed her shirt and bra, leaving her top half bare. She put you on her lap sideways and held you in her arms as you suckled on her breast. While suckling, Wanda started humming a lullaby that made you fall asleep and Wanda smiled to herself, happy that knowing that her little baby will start to feel better soon.

A/n: thank you for the great request Anon! I hoped you enjoyed and my friend @godhatesgoodgirls is sick so I think this fic was published at the right time so :) Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all! :)

[wandasslut3000]

AHHHH GUYS I CANT BREATHE SHES TOO PERFECT

[lottiesboy]

a day out in westview!!

pairing: cg!agatha harkness x little!reader

summary: you spend the day with your mama and aunt wanda.

tags: sfw, fluff, age regression, mama!agatha, aunt!wanda, pacis, shopping, eating, reader being a bit of a fussy baby, agatha and wanda spoiling you :3

“babyyyy, wakey wakey.” agatha rubbed your tummy. you woke up slowly, feeling your paci the fell out of your mouth in the night beside you. you put it in your mouth sleepily, making agatha coo.

“awww,,, c’mere, sleepy baby. are you excited to go out with wanda today?” she picked you up from your crib, patting your back as your head rested on her shoulder. you whined sleepily in response.

there was a knock at the door, which made agatha yell, “coming!” you woke up a little bit at that. agatha walked to open the door, hearing wanda greet her from the other side. “am i too early?”

“oh no, not at all! it’ll only take me a little while to get the baby dressed.” agatha let wanda in, going back to your nursery to get you dressed and freshened up. while doing so, you woke up a little more.

“aww, you’re so cute, bunny. feeling more awake now?” agatha pinched your cheek. “mm hm, mama.”

agatha grabbed your diaper bag, slinging it on her shoulder. “let’s go see wanda, huh?” she clipped you paci to your shirt, holding your hand. you walked out to the living room, seeing wanda on the couch.

“hi, sweetheart! c’mere!” wanda gasped. you came over and she gave you a big hug. every time you saw your aunt wanda, she was always so sweet.

soon, the three of you got into agatha’s car and took off, you sitting in the backseat. agatha thought it would be a good idea to go out for lunch before the mall, since all of you were hungry.

-

you woke up to agatha unbuckling your seatbelt. “had a little nap, baby? are you hungry?” she helped you out of the seat. agatha held your hand as all of you walked into the little cafe. you were seated quickly and given menus, but agatha proudly asked for a little coloring page for you. the waitress had no problem with it, and gave you the activity sheet with crayons.

after ordering, wanda and your mama were talking about grownup stuff while you were coloring, laying your head against agatha’s shoulder. “mama, color.” you looked up at her, butting into wanda and agatha’s conversation. you didn’t mean to, but you just wanted attention.

“mama’ll color with you, baby.” she wrapped her arm around you and grabbed a purple crayon, doodling on the page with you. “you’re coloring so well, sweetheart.” wanda complimented with a smile. “thank you.” you said shyly. wanda watched you and agatha play tic tac toe, which she totally didn’t let you win.

when the food got to you, agatha cut yours in small pieces. “wan some, mama.” you pointed to agatha’s plate of pasta. “what do you say?”

“pease, mama.”

agatha smiled, twirling some pasta onto her fork for you. she fed you, wiping the sauce of your chin. “yummy?” she asked and you nodded.

the three of you finished up eating, agatha buying you a milkshake for dessert. wanda and agatha split the bill, and the three of you walked out, ready to go shopping. agatha grabbed the milkshake out of your hand to hold it while crossing the street. you pouted when she took a sip.

“mama, that my milkshake!”

“mama bought it for you, bunny. it’s what i call the “mama tax.” she unlocked the car, taking another sip and giving it back to you. you couldn’t help but smile at how silly your mama was.

-

when the three of you got to the mall, you wanted to go to the toy store immediately, but agatha wanted to get you some new clothes first. what felt like several minutes of agatha saying, “mama’s almost done” or her helping you try on clothes, you started to get restless and a little whiny.

agatha didn’t want to risk you having a tantrum in this store, so she finished up and paid for everything, telling wanda how absolutely adorable you’re gonna look in your new sweaters.

“oh crap! i forgot i needed to take the blouse back. it’s in the trunk.” agatha was about to start walking back to her car, then she heard your complaints about the toy store. “we’ll see toys in a minute, baby.”

you were very upset because you didn’t wanna wait in another boring clothing store for a million hours!!! but wanda had an idea.

“what if i take the little one while you take care of that blouse?” wanda’s hand began you rub your back. “oh, wanda, you’re a lifesaver.” agatha tapped her shoulder and wanda smiled. “you be good for your auntie, okay bunny? mama’s gonna be right back.” she kissed your cheek, letting you and wanda finally see some toys!!!

there was so many toys and stuffies, you got a little overstimulated because there was so much to choose from. “you like those stuffies, sweet pea? oh, that looks so cuddly.” wanda smiled, seeing you hug the stuffie. you didn’t think you were gonna come out with anything, but wanda had something different in mind.

-

agatha walked over to where the toy store was in the mall where she saw you and wanda sitting in lounge chair across from the store.

“mama, wanda boug me toy!”

“she did?” agatha gasped. “oh wanda, you didn’t have to. this little one is spoiled enough.” agatha ruffled your hair. “i couldn’t say no to that sweet face!! i don’t know how you do it, agatha.”

you showed agatha that wanda bought you a stuffie and some stickers. “did you tell wanda thank you, sweetie?”

you nodded, just happy to have a cute stuffie in your hands.

it got later and later at the mall and the three of you left, agatha putting you on her hip halfway to the car because you were so tired. agatha fawned at the way you held your new stuffie to your chest, asking for your paci. she reached into your diaper bag to get it and pushed it in your mouth.

she set you in the backseat of her car, strapping your seatbelt. “someone’s definitely getting a nap when we get home, yeah.” she said to herself. you reached for agatha with a sleepy whine, making her chuckle a little and shush you. “mama’s gotta drive, baby. you’ll get cuddles at home, i promise.”

she shut the door and got in the drivers seat, watching you doze off in the rearview mirror.

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Teacher's Pet Baby

Cg!Professor!Wanda Maximoff x little!student!reader

Summary: You've pushed yourself a little too far when feeling sick at school and Wanda won't stand for it.

Word count: 1.5K

Warnings: Age regression, sick fic, mentions of medicine and having to take it, fluff and comfort

Authors notes: I'm sick, so here have a sick fic

Also, to all the littles, seeing this, please tred lightly on this blog! This is my big 18+ blog, but I do have some little!reader fics. Everything is marked accordingly!

You barely make it to your seat, sinking into the chair as quietly as possible while the chatter of your classmates fills the lecture hall. Their voices feel too loud, and the room feels impossibly warm despite the fever patch hidden beneath your beanie, and even though you took medicine earlier, it’s barely making a dent now.

Professor Maximoff notices immediately.

Her sharp green eyes sweep over the class as she prepares to start, but they linger on you just a moment longer than necessary. As the students settle down, she steps closer to your desk, lowering her voice so only you can hear.

"You're not feeling well," she states rather than asks.

You sit up straighter, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, Professor. Just tired. I took medicine, and I’ve got a fever patch under my beanie. It’s nothing, really."

Wanda’s lips press into a thin line, unconvinced, but she knows how stubborn you can be—especially when it comes to school.

Developmental Psychology is your last class of the day, and she understands how brutal the coursework is, not just from her own class but from the other professors as well.

After a pause, she sighs. "Alright," she concedes. "But if it gets worse, let me know."

You nod, relieved that she’s letting you stay. She gives you one last look before turning to begin the lecture.

Halfway through, however, Wanda’s concern grows.

You’re struggling to keep up, blinking slowly at the board, your posture slumping more and more as time drags on. Your face is becoming more flushed, your breathing shallow, and you’re practically nodding off in your seat.

That’s enough.

She sets down her marker and claps her hands once. "Alright, everyone, let's take a ten-minute break."

There’s a collective sigh of relief as students stretch, pull out their phones, or head for the door. As Wanda steps out of the room, your phone vibrates in your lap.

Mama 🧸: I'm going to come back into class in a rush, say something came up, and end for the evening. Meet me at my car, okay?

You stare at the message, eyes bleary, but manage to type a simple:

You: Okay.

A few minutes later, just as promised, Wanda rushes back in, looking convincingly flustered.

"Class, I’m so sorry—something urgent just came up. We’re ending for the evening. Check the portal for notes and assignments. I’ll see you all next time."

There’s a mix of murmurs—some students thrilled at the early dismissal, others confused—but they all start packing up. You move slower than usual, dizzier than before, but you make your way out the door.

The evening air is cool against your overheated skin as you spot Wanda waiting beside her car, her arms crossed, and an unreadable expression on her face.

"You’re too stubborn for your own good," she mutters as you approach. Before you can protest, she opens the passenger door. "Get in. I’m taking you home."

You don’t argue. You’re too exhausted, too.

And as soon as you’re settled in the seat, Wanda sighs again, softer this time. "Next time, just tell me when you’re sick, Malyshka. I’d rather help you than watch you push yourself like this."

You hum in response, eyelids already drooping.

✎✐ ✎ ✐ ✎ ✐

The warmth surrounding you is comforting, familiar in a way that makes your mind slip before you even realize it’s happening. You blink groggily, feeling weightless, and it takes a moment for you to register why—strong arms are wrapped around you, holding you securely against a firm chest.

Your head lolls slightly, and a soft hum vibrates beneath your cheek. "There you are, my sleepy munchkin," Wanda murmurs. Her voice is low, soothing, the kind of tone she only ever uses when it’s just the two of you.

Your fingers twitch, instinctively seeking something to grasp, and without hesitation, she adjusts her hold so you can curl into her more. "Mama…" you whisper, the word slipping out before you can stop it.

She shushes you gently, pressing a kiss to your hair as she carries you to the front door of her house. "Shh, I’ve got you, sweetheart. Just rest."

You let out a soft whimper, your body too achy and feverish to fight the little space creeping in, especially with how safe she makes you feel. "Didn’ mean to be little," you mumble, barely able to keep your eyes open.

Wanda chuckles, shifting you slightly as she unlocks the door. "I know, baby. But you don’t have to be big with me right now. You’re sick, and Mama’s going to take care of you."

A tiny, tired pout forms on your lips. "Didn’t wanna be a ‘burrden…”

She tuts softly, carrying you straight to the couch and sitting down with you still cradled in her lap. "Never a burden, my love. You’re my Malyshka, no matter what."

The reassurance makes your chest ache in a way that has nothing to do with the fever. Your small hands clutch at her button up as you burrow into her warmth, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. "Love Mama…" you whisper, voice slurred with exhaustion.

The warmth of Wanda's embrace lulls you into a half-dazed state, but you're still aware enough to feel her shift beneath you. Her gentle touch never falters as she rubs your back, her voice soft as she murmurs, "Let's get you cleaned up and comfy, sweetheart. You’ll feel much better after a nice cool bath."

You whimper softly, curling tighter against her. "No wanna move…"

She chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple. "I know, baby, but Mama will help. You don't have to do anything, just let me take care of you, okay?”

With slow, steady movements, she carries you into the bathroom, setting you down on the closed toilet lid as she kneels in front of you. Her fingers are delicate as she peels away your beanie, revealing the fever patch still clinging to your forehead. She hums in approval. "You did so good taking care of yourself today, my love. But now it’s my turn."

She helps you out of your clothes, guiding you carefully into the warm, soothing bath she’s already drawn. The heat immediately eases some of the aches in your body, and a sleepy sigh escapes you as she begins washing your hair, her fingers massaging your scalp in slow, comforting motions.

"Such a good little munchkin," she praises, tilting your head back just enough to rinse the suds away without getting any in your eyes. "Mama's so proud of you."

You hum at the words, your mind fully slipping into little space under her tender care. By the time she’s rinsing off the last of the bubbles, your limbs are loose and pliant, letting her wrap you in a soft towel and carry you back into the bedroom.

"Look what I got for you," she coos, holding up a pair of adorable Bluey pajamas. Your eyes light up at the sight, and she chuckles at your tiny, excited wiggle. "I knew you'd like these, baby.”

She dresses you with ease, guiding your little arms and legs through the soft fabric before pulling the sleeves down and smoothing them over your skin. Once you're dressed, she settles you onto the bed and disappears for a moment, only to return with a small plastic bottle in her hand.

Your nose scrunches up at the sight. "Noooooo," you whine, trying to turn your head away.

Wanda tuts, sitting beside you with a knowing smirk. "Oh, don't give me that look, munchkin. You need your medicine so you can feel all better."

You shake your head, pressing your lips together in a pout. "Tastes yucky.”

Her sea glass eyes soften, and she shifts closer, cupping your cheek as she gently strokes her thumb along your warm skin. "I know, munchkin, but Mama's got something to make it better."

With her free hand, she holds up a sippy cup, the one she always keeps just for you. Your favorite juice sloshes inside, the sight making your pout waver.

"Take your medicine for Mama, and you can have your sippy, okay?" she coaxes.

You hesitate, but when she brings the little plastic cup of grape-flavored liquid to your lips, you wrinkle your nose and take it anyway, swallowing quickly with a dramatic shudder.

"Bleh!”

Wanda chuckles, immediately pressing your sippy cup into your hands. "Such a brave baby," she praises, watching as you eagerly take a few gulps of the sweet juice to wash away the taste.

Once you’re settled, she reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing your favorite stuffie—your beloved, well-worn plush that she always makes sure is close by. "Here, my love," she murmurs, tucking it into your arms.

You cling to it, already feeling the weight of exhaustion pulling you back down. Wanda leans over, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before lying beside you, pulling you into her embrace. Her fingers stroke lazily up and down your back, her presence grounding and warm.

"Sleep, munchkin," she whispers, her voice the last thing you hear as your eyes flutter shut. "Mama’s right here.”

And with that, you let yourself drift off, safe and loved in her arms.

[justalilecho]

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚ CG!Wanda Maximoff ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆

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-Wanda is always so gentle with you. She softly coos at you while you babble.

-Wanda always makes sure the diaper bag is packed with everything before you two head out somewhere.

-Wanda always holds your hand in public or has you sit in the carriage.

-Wanda makes sure you get a say in what snacks are picked out so you always have safe little foods.

-Wanda buys you a new sippy almost every time you go to the store.

-Wanda makes sure you have your own little room/playroom, but your toys always seem to find ways out the room, down the hall, on the stairs and in the living room.

-Wanda helps you brush your teeth morning and night as well as potty. (even if you had an accident in the night)

-Wanda surprises you with new stuffies and toys when she comes home from work.

-Wanda loves when you come into her office and tug on her shirt only for her to turn to you and see a lovely coloring book page and adds it to the corkboard above her desk of all your pictures.

-Wanda loves reading you bedtime stories and singing lullabies, especially in Sokovian.

-Wanda loves to let you suckle on her and eventually talked with you about her producing milk for you which made you really happy.

-Wanda always makes you feel safe and special. You're her little prince(ss) after all~

[horror-sapphic]

How do we think mommy!wanda would handle a chronically ill reader? Entirely self indulgent request because I’m in a flare up 🥺

MOMMY!WANDA X SICK!READER

Summary: mommy Wanda takes care of sick reader

Cw: Mommy!Wanda, SFW

Mommy!wanda would wake you up after hearing you groan out several times in your sleep with a slight frown on her face, “Bad again baby?” She’d asked when met with your face twisted from uncomfortable aches.

Mommy!Wanda would be by your side throughout the day making sure you have everything you need whenever you want it, “Are you sure baby?” “what do you need babs?”. She wouldn’t stop until you gave her an answer, being the good little mommy she is.

Mommy!Wanda wouldn’t care about getting sick herself, constantly pecking at your cheeks and lips even when you tell her to “Save herself”. She’d push away your hands covering your face with a wide smile spreading after seeing you blushing.

Mommy!Wanda light on her feet, ready to help you stand up and walk anywhere if you gave off hints that it was a bit hard for you. “Here let me help” she’d say under her breath but loud enough for you to hear her, she’d reach her hands out for you to take letting your weight to in her hands.

Mommy!Wanda hold you and rub your tummy to try and ease any tension she could, “Is the pain here baby?” She’d coo.

Mommy!Wanda would let you lay down after a bath, in your shared dim lit bedroom where she'd take her time messaging your tense limbs. Smiling after hearing you groan from her soothing your muscles, "Shhh. let mommy take care of you" she'd coo.

Hope you’re doing well!

Sorry for any errors

[cryingatwindermerepeaks]

hiii cutie angel💕💕

could you write something mama!wandanat and little!fem!reader

maybe a bedtime routine and we sneak in wanda and natties bed for cuddle in the middle of the night maybe a bad dream?

thanks lovely

-🧸

Little!Reader x Cg!Natasha Romanoff x Cg!Wanda Maximoff - Bedtime

Word count: 1032

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The second the first yawn escaped your lips Natasha and Wanda were by your sides. “Hey little dove,” Wanda cooed, sitting down by your side on the couch. Natasha reached over to switch off the tv before placing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Mama thinks it’s time for bed,” she hummed gently, pulling you into her arms.

“Bed time,” you parroted, already feeling sleepy.

“That’s right baby,” Wanda praised. “Would you like a bottle?” You nodded eagerly, clambering up from the couch. Natasha laughed, pulling you back down.

“Not so fast malysh, bath time first.” You whined but didn’t argue further as Natasha lifted you off the couch. She brought you into the bathroom while Wanda went off to make your bottle. Natasha sat you on the side of the bath while she ran the water. “Go pick your bubbles moya devochka,” Natasha instructed. You opened up the bathroom cabinet, pulling out your favourite bubble bath - strawberry. Natasha poured some into the water, mixing it around and making sure the temperature was good. “Alright, let’s get you in.” Natasha gently helped you undress and climb into the water. She washed you down with a washcloth and then washed your hair before letting you play with your bath toys. You hadn’t realised how tired you’d really been until you found yourself yawning and struggling to keep your eyes open only five minutes later. “Alright, let’s get my girl nice and toasty,” Natasha cooed. She lifted you from the bath and wrapped you up in a fluffy towel. She dried you off quickly, lightly tickling your skin to get you giggling as she went. “Who’s my happy baby?” She smiled, poking your cheek playfully.

“Mama’s baby!” You giggled excitedly.

“That’s right my dove, now how about some jammies?” You nodded and Nat guided you into your bedroom where Wanda was waiting with your favourite pyjamas.

“Mummy,” you beamed,

“Hello sweet dove,” Wanda pulled you into her arms and you burrowed your face in her neck sleepily. “Let’s get your hair brushed, hm?” You sat down beside the bed and Wanda brushed your hair out gently before carefully tying it into two braids - making sure it never hurts you. While she did this Natasha started preparing the room for you to sleep; closing the curtains, turning on your white noise machine and swapping out the overhead light for the fairy lights which decorate your bedroom. Once your hair was done Wanda helped you up onto the change table, you lay down, falling into routine easily. Wanda helped you into a pull-up and then your soft pyjamas which were a light yellow colour and dotted with small pink flowers. “Look at that, my baby, all nice and warm,” Wanda cooed and pressed a kiss to your belly before pulling your shirt all the way down.

Natasha swooped in and carried you to your bed, you immediately bundled your stuffies up in your arms, sleep approaching quickly. Natasha lifted your soft duvet up to your chin, it was pink and covered in pretty butterflies, it was your favourite because your mamas had picked it out for you. Natasha knelt beside the bed, taking your bottle and holding it to your lips, she used the other hand to gently stroke her finger against your cheek in a soothing motion. Wanda began to sing softly to you in Sokovian and you quickly slipped into a peaceful sleep.

It was only a few hours later when you were ripped from your slumber by a violent and scary nightmare. You woke up gasping for air and trembling in fear of something you couldn’t remember whether was real or not. Your Mamas were gone, logically you knew they were in their own beds but a part of you worried they were somewhere scarier. Needing to make sure your mamas were ok you climbed out of bed, grabbing your teddy bear for safety in numbers. You tiptoed out of bed, you felt a little bit bad because Wanda and Nat always said you needed to stay in bed because you needed lots of sleep but if they were hurt you had to help them. You shuffled down the hall and poked your head into their bedroom. They were both asleep, the gentle rise and fall of their chests peaceful and even. If you were super quiet they probably wouldn’t even notice. Carefully you crept across the soft carpet, just as you got to the bed you misstep, causing a loud creak to rattle around the room. You froze, but Natasha was up in a second, immediately ready to defend. She relaxed when she saw you frozen at the end of the bed. “What happened, baby dove?” She cooed, beckoning you up onto the bed. You crawled across the bed, burrowing yourself between Wanda and Natasha.

“Bad dream,” you whispered in Natasha’s ear, not wanting to wake Wanda.

“Oh poor Malysh,” Natasha sighed, gently stroking your cheek. “Well you’re all safe now and Mama is gonna make sure no more scary dreams can get you.” You nodded, resting your head against Natasha’s chest.

“Thanks mama,”

“No problem moya lyubov',” she cooed. You gently held your hand out to Wanda’s sleeping face, feeling her breath against your skin to assure yourself she was ok. “Mummy is a very deep sleeper isn’t she?” You nodded with a yawn. “She gets scary dreams sometimes too, you know that? So does mama.” You looked up with wide eyes, you’d always thought Mama and Mummy were too big for scary dreams. “But we take care of eachother, just like we take care of you and you take care of us. That’s what families are for.” She punctuated her sentence with a kiss to your nose which caused you to giggle and poke her cheeks. “Give your mummy a goodnight kiss,” Natasha urged quietly and you leant over to press a soft kiss to Wanda’s cheek. Even though she was asleep you hoped it would make her dreams much nicer. Natasha handed you your pacifier which had been left on her bedside table and curled up between your mamas you fell into a peaceful sleep once again.

[littleavengerfics]

How about WandaNat x little reader. Reader goes to the dentist and is told that sucking her thumb/her paci has ruined her teeth, so now needs braces / surgery. Next time R drops she has a massive temper tantrum when she can't self sooth. Desperate to sleep before a mission Wanda creates a paci using her magic

Soother (Wanda Nat x little reader)

(sorry this took a while, life got crazy, hopefully you like this, if you don't let me know if you want something changing and I can do that for you)

It was a day all three of you were dreading, the dentist appointment. The caregivers knew it was gonna be a hard day for you all as you hated going to the dentist. "baby, come on get dressed we have to go in an hour." You groaned pulling yourself out of bed, "I don't wanna go." You huffed giving her a pout. "I know, you've been trying to get out of it all week, but it's not happening." Natasha smirked, picking out your clothes, she loved doing it everyday, even if you weren't little. "Nat. I brush my teeth twice a day and floss, there is nothing wrong with my teeth so I don't need a dentist."

"Y/N you're not going to get out of it, if you stop whining and behave at the appointment ill buy you a treat after we are done and you can watch two movies before bed tonight." You couldn't help but smile at her proposal as you knew it was only gonna come up today." fine I'll behave but just know I'm not happy about it."

"I can live with that for an hour. It's either a slightly grumpy you or an angry wanda and right now ill take the first." As she spoke she heard wanda yelling that they were going to be late. As much as you hated going to these appointments wanda hated running late for them even more and with you and natasha it was like that most of the time. Though thanks to their driving you still always arrived early, much to your dismay.

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"baby don't worry, I'm sure everything is going to be fine." wanda reassured, squeezing your hand. You weren't so sure. When the doctor came in your heart started racing, holding Wanda's hand was helping but not enough. You needed something else and before you knew it your hand made it's way up to your mouth. The doctor chuckled a bit which made you frown. "there's our problem." both wanda and Nat looked at you and it was only then you realised there was a whole other conversation going on between the three of them you didn't understand. You still didn't pay any attention until natasha pulled your thumb out of your mouth.

"Really? It caused all that damage?" natasha said in a worried tone, the look on her face made you want to cry. If Nat was upset clearly something was wrong.

"It's not the end of the world, we can give them some invisible braces to fix the issue. The thumb sucking, however, does need to stop." It was a sentence that made you completely freeze. You didn't like that doctor anymore, at first she seemed nice but now you weren't so sure. By the look on your caregivers face you could tell that was going to be a rule and you weren't happy about it.

"That's going to be tough. They never stop." I barely listen as he starts giving them suggestions of how to deal with my bad habit. "there are some alternatives, there is chew safe jewelry and even adult pacifiers that can help with thumb sucking and other habits. If you use them responsibly and stop when there is pain or discomfort it won't cause as much change."

"I will look into those, thank you." Wanda smiled, hoping this would be a solution to their problems. After they left the dentist y/n dropped again after getting all of their work and it soon became a constant battle to keep y/ns thumb out of their mouth. Each time they were stopped they seemed to get more and more upset, by the night Wanda and natasha were mentally exhausted from the tantrums, it got even worse when natasha got a phone call. "babe, we have to leave for a mission tomorrow. We leave early in the morning."

"There goes our plan to just let them cry it out till they fall asleep while we wait for the delivery, Im already slow in the morning, I need to sleep tonight." Natasha nodded, she of all people knew about Wandas hatred of the morning, she knew it would be a rough day if they didn't get to sleep soon. "can't you use your magic to make them sleep."

"No, I promised myself I would never use my powers on them like that." the two were interrupted by y/n dumping all their toys on the floor and crying. Wandas mind was quickly changed, but she decided to try a less forceful approach first, she conjured a pacifier similar to the one she had seen on the Internet.

She couldn't believe it when y/n took to it, their wails turned into light sniffles within a few minutes and they stopped acting out. Wanda picked them up, "there see, everything's okay. You're okay, you like the paci?" y/n nodded settling against Wanda who put them to bed, "goodnight baby sleep tight." Natasha and Wanda breathed a sigh of relief as the little went to sleep peacefully, Wanda cleaned up the mess with her magic and the two turned themselves in for the night as well.

[incorrectwandanat]

[the avengers are outside playing team sports]

steve: hey, are you upset that you're not on wanda and nat’s team?

reader: are you serious? have you ever seen them play?

meanwhile natasha, shouting at clint: FASTER, COME ON!

wanda: DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT FASTER MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST! COME ON!

[naturesapphic]

Halloween/Fall/kinktober request are now opened!

Here are the characters/people that you can request for me to write if some forgot :)

• Natasha romanoff/Scarlett Johansson

• Lady dimitrescu

• Jade west/Elizabeth gillies

• Tiffany valentine/Jennifer Tilly

• Hanna Marin/Ashley benson

• Lauren jauregui

• Lorraine warren

• Olivia benson/mariska hargitay

• Clarke griffin

• Melanie Martinez

• Billie eilish

• Rhea ripley/demi Bennett

• Wanda maximoff/elizabeth Olsen

They can be about literally anything smut, fluff, Age regression or just regular fem!reader :)

Anons will be turned back on as well <3

[wandaslovie]

𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒂

paring: mama!wanda maximoff x little!masc!reader summary: getting ready for bedtime with mama wanda, but instead of sleeping in your nursery, you sleep in mama's bed. cw: age regression, boyre(?), reader regresses to around 5, lots of fluff word count: 646

a/n: this is a short fic, ‘m sorry. but! i hope you enjoy it :3. wanda is so boy mom, i luv her so much.

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As bedtime approached, Wanda stood in the kitchen, tidying up the last few dishes. You had settled on the floor next to the coffee table in the living room, crayon in hand and a coloring book open before you. After dinner, you had pleaded with Mama to let you color for a little while before your bath and bedtime, and she had agreed! She entered the living room, leaning against the door frame, smiling at you. You look absolutely adorable.

"Hey baby… it's about time we get you ready for your bath," she called out gently, usually you'd ask for more playtime because you often have so much fun. But tonight — much to Wanda's pleasure, you easily put away your crayons and the coloring book. "‘m on my way, Mama!" you say. Standing and making your way over to her.

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Bathtime was fun, as always. Wanda lets you play with your rubber duckies and boats! It's even more fun when she plays with you. Giggles and laughter erupted with each splash of bubbly bath water.

After getting dried and changed into your favorite spider-man pajama onesie, Wanda settles you in the twin-sized bed that's in the middle of your playroom. Almost immediately you whined, making grabby hands for your Mama. "Uppy!" you pout.

"Bub, it's bedtime." says your Mama, and that doesn't stop you from your pouting. Tonight you hadn't wanted to sleep alone. "Mm-mm, no sleep!" sitting upright, you try to gently take Wanda's hand in your own.

She didn't quite understand why you were refusing to sleep, it was easy settling you down, tonight felt different though.

"Okay, well… it's still very much bedtime. Tell me what Mama can do to get her baby boy to sleep, hmm?" she attempts to coax you, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to your legs. "Wanna sleep wit Mama." the tone in your voice was gentle, quiet. She couldn't help but smile at your sweetness. "Baby's feeling clingy tonight, huh? C'mon, Mama's bed has more room."

The two of you padded across the hallway, to Wanda's room, the scent of cinnamon hit you seconds after you stepped through the door frame. Your Mama always loved cinnamon scenty things. She helped you crawl onto her comfortable bed, and obviously you sprawled out in the middle of the mattress.

"Ah! My love, where is Mama supposed to lay??" she gasped in mock offense, causing you to giggle happily. "Oh, silly Mama, you lie with me, here's!" your eyes sparkled, rolling onto your side and smiling warmly at the redhead who stood before you.

Wanda softly lied down beside you, smiling at your adorable smile. Oh you were just the cutest! "Sweet boy." she whispers, leaning in and pressing the gentlest of kisses to your cheek. Which causes you to blush lightly. "Mama…" you mumble, a warm smile still painting your lips. She couldn't help but chuckle, pinching your cheek softly. "Hmm?" she hummed, pressing more kisses to your face. One to your right cheek, left cheek, forehead and the tip of your nose.

Each kiss has you giggling. Arms wrapped around her midsection, she finally settled down, lying on her back and guiding your head to rest on her chest. Brushing her fingers through your hair.

Wanda decided to hum a lullaby. After the Westview incident, she believed she'd never find the kind of love she had for her twin boys again. That was until you came around. You were the shiest person she's met, even in your big space, you often find yourself shying away from social interaction. But Wanda had a kind of warmth that caused you to adore her immediately.

"Sleep now, ducky." her voice is a loving whisper, you nuzzle deeper in her embrace, more than content to fall asleep on Mama's chest like this.

Eventually you do, a warm smile on her lips as she watches your breathing even out and that sweet peaceful expression lull over your face.

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[lottiesboy]

mama!wanda x little!fem moodboard for anon,,,

all photos from pinterest!!!

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Teacher's Pet Baby Pt 2

Cg!Professor!Wanda Maximoff x little!student!reader

Summary: You wake up the next morning a little worse than the day before, but it's okay Mama is here

Word count: 1.9K

Warnings: Age regression, sick fic, mentions of medicine and having to take it, fluff and comfort

Authors notes: I'm still sick, so here have a part 2 sick fic

Also, to all the littles, seeing this, please tred lightly on this blog! This is my big 18+ blog, but I do have some little!reader fics. Everything is marked accordingly!

The soft morning light filters through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. Wanda is already awake, as she always is, her body attuned to early mornings. She shifts slightly, expecting to feel you nestled against her as you always do, but something is off.

Your breaths are uneven, small sniffles escaping between them. She frowns, tilting her head to get a better look at you. Your nose is completely stuffed, your lips parted slightly as you struggle to breathe through the congestion. Your face is still flushed, and she can tell before even checking that your fever hasn’t gone down much.

Her heart clenches at the sight of you so miserable.

Carefully, she slips out of bed, moving with practiced quietness as she grabs the easy-read thermometer from her nightstand. Pressing it lightly to your forehead, she waits for the beep and sighs when the screen reads 100.0°F.

Not dangerously high, but enough to keep her worried.

Without hesitation, she heads to the bathroom, retrieving another fever patch—this one decorated with Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, and Goofy, covered in cute little patterns she knows will make you smile. She also grabs more medicine, determined to help ease your symptoms as much as possible.

Returning to the bed, she gently peels the backing off the fever patch before placing it against your warm forehead. The cooling sensation sends a shiver through you, your body instinctively curling inward as a soft whimper escapes your lips.

Wanda hushes you gently, smoothing her palm over your arm. "Shh, baby, it's just Mama," she whispers, watching as your sleepy eyes flutter open.

You blink up at her, dazed and confused, your fingers reaching up to touch your forehead. As soon as they brush against the patch, you let out a quiet, congested whine. "Cold…"

"I know,munchkin," Wanda murmurs, rubbing slow circles on your back. "But it'll help, I promise."

Your face scrunches up, but you don’t try to pull it off. Instead, you nuzzle closer into her warmth, sniffling miserably.

Wanda sighs, brushing your hair back before reaching for the medicine. "I know you don't feel good, my little love. But Mama’s going to make it better, okay?"

You let out a tiny hum, already sinking further into little space, too sick to fight it. Wanda lifts the medicine cup to your lips, tilting it gently.

"Open up, Malyshka," she coaxes.

You hesitate, eyeing the grape liquid with a frown, but the look in Wanda's eyes tells you there’s no getting out of it. With a dramatic sigh, you open your mouth, letting her carefully pour the medicine in. You swallow quickly, shuddering at the taste.

"Bleh," you whimper, hiding your face against her.

Wanda chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple. "I know, Malyshka. But you did so good for Mama."

She reaches for your sippy cup, already filled with your favorite juice, and presses it into your hands. You take it eagerly, sipping at the sweet liquid to wash the medicine taste away.

Once you’re done, Wanda pulls the blankets back up around you, tucking you in securely. "Rest, munchkin," she murmurs, stroking your back in slow, soothing motions. "Mama’s not going anywhere."

You peek up at Wanda through tired eyes, your fingers weakly clutching at the blanket. "Mama… what about classes?" you ask, your voice stuffy and small as she cards her fingers through your hair.

Wanda hums softly, her touch never stopping. "Mama's gonna cancel her classes today," she reassures. "I'm sure my Friday students will be thrilled to get a little break this weekend." She smiles down at you, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead—right over your fever patch. "And you, young lady, will not be worrying about school today."

You pout, not wanting to miss class, but you know by the tone of her voice that protesting won’t get you anywhere. She’s already made up her mind. With a small, defeated sigh, you snuggle closer to her. "Okay, Mama… can we watch cartoons?" you ask shyly, peering up at her with hopeful eyes.

Her expression softens further, and she chuckles, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Of course, baby. How about we go make you a nice little sick nest in the living room, and Mama can keep an eye on you while I make breakfast and send out my emails?"

Your tired face lights up at the idea, and you nod eagerly. "Yes please, Mama!"

Wanda grins and helps you sit up, immediately wrapping you in a blanket before lifting you into her arms. You let out a soft, happy sigh, pressing your warm cheek against her shoulder.

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Wanda moves around the living room with practiced ease, setting up the perfect little sick nest just for you. She fluffs the pillows, making sure they’re nice and soft, then carefully drapes blankets over you, tucking you in snugly. She even grabs a few of the stuffies she’s bought for you over time—ones she knows you love the most.

"Here you go, sweetheart," she murmurs, handing you your favorite plushie. You clutch it to your chest immediately, nuzzling into the softness with a content little hum.

Once she’s sure you're comfy, Wanda grabs the remote and flips through the streaming options. "How about some Bluey or Hello Kitty, baby?" she asks, glancing at you with a knowing smile.

"Bluey, please, Mama," you mumble, rubbing your eyes sleepily.

She chuckles and selects your show, letting the familiar theme song fill the room. "There we go, baby. You just relax, okay?"

You nod, already sinking deeper into the coziness, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the ear of your stuffed animal.

Wanda steps into the kitchen, but she keeps a watchful eye on you as she opens her laptop and starts drafting emails to her students. Every few moments, she glances up at you, checking for any sign of discomfort. Every sniffle, every tiny whimper makes her pause, ready to step in if you need her.

At one point, you let out a congested little huff, shifting under the blankets. Wanda’s gaze immediately snaps to you. "You okay, my love?" she calls gently.

You peek up at her with glassy eyes. "Jus’ wanna see Mama…" you murmur shyly.

Her heart melts instantly. She closes her laptop without a second thought, wiping her hands on a kitchen towel as she walks back over to you. "I’m right here, baby," she says, kneeling beside the couch and stroking your cheek. "Mama’s not going anywhere."

You reach out, grabbing her hand with your fingers. "Love you, Mama…"

Wanda smiles, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "I love you too, my sweet girl. Always."

With that, she climbs onto the couch, settling in beside you. You waste no time cuddling into her side, your body completely relaxed as she gently rubs your back. 

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Wanda glances down at you, feeling the soft rise and fall of your body against hers. Your breath is still slightly stuffy, but you’re peaceful, completely relaxed as you snuggle into her warmth. She rubs slow circles on your back, her other hand carefully typing out the last of her emails.

At some point, you shift, rolling away from her slightly but still deep in sleep. Wanda takes it as her chance to carefully slip out from under you, making sure the blankets remain tucked around you.

She knows the moment you wake up, you’ll be hungry, so she heads into the kitchen to prepare lunch. She keeps it simple but comforting—your favorite sandwich, cut into little stars because she knows how much you love shapes. In another section of your plate, she places a handful of grapes, making sure they’re halved just in case. And in the last section, she adds baby carrots with a small cup of ranch, knowing you like to dip them.

Smiling to herself, Wanda refills your sippy cup with your favorite juice, making sure it’s just the right temperature.

Once everything is ready, she carries the sectioned plate and sippy cup over to the coffee table in front of the couch. She kneels beside you, brushing a few strands of hair from your face as she whispers, “Baby, wake up, my love. Mama made you lunch.”

You stir slightly, your little nose scrunching up as you slowly blink awake. Your eyes land on the plate, then on Wanda, and you let out a sleepy, congested little whimper before reaching for her.

Wanda chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Come on, sweetheart, let’s sit up so you can eat, okay?” She gently helps you sit up, propping pillows behind you to keep you comfortable.

Your eyes light up when you see the little star-shaped sandwich. “Mama! Stars!” you exclaim, reaching for one excitedly.

Wanda beams, settling beside you. “That’s right, baby. Mama made them special for you.” She watches as you take a bite, chewing happily. “Good girl,” she praises, rubbing your back gently.

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After lunch, she cleans you up and sets out your favorite coloring books and crayons, sitting beside you as you doodle away. Every now and then, she leans over to admire your work, pressing a kiss to your temple and murmuring praises that make your little heart swell.

“You’re such a good artist, baby,” she coos, watching as you proudly hold up a picture of a rainbow. “Mama’s gonna hang this one up on the fridge.”

You beam at her words, wiggling happily before going back to coloring.

Later in the afternoon, she helps you build a little Lego house, letting you take the lead while she hands you the pieces you need. When you finish, she claps her hands dramatically, making you giggle. “It’s perfect, detka,” she praises, giving your nose a gentle boop.

The two of you also work on a puzzle together, Wanda letting you take your time as she softly encourages you. Even when you get frustrated, she keeps you calm, guiding your hands when needed.

By the evening, you’re curled up against her once more, a soft blanket draped over you as Bluey plays on the screen. Wanda gently cards her fingers through your hair, humming softly as she watches your eyelids start to droop.

She checks your forehead and smiles when she feels how much cooler you are. “Your fever’s gone down a lot, sweetheart,” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to your temple. “You’re such a strong girl.”

You let out a sleepy little hum, rubbing your eyes.

Wanda sighs, knowing you need one last dose of medicine before bed. She carefully lifts you onto her lap, grabbing the small cup of NyQuil she prepared earlier. “Alright, baby, one more medicine, and then it’s bedtime.”

You whimper, burying your face against her chest. “Nooo, Mama…”

“I know, my little love,” she soothes, rubbing your back. “But this will help you sleep nice and cozy.”

With a dramatic little sigh, you nod, letting Wanda tilt the cup to your lips. You swallow it quickly, making a tiny face at the taste before snuggling back into her.

“There we go,” she whispers, holding you close. “Mama’s so proud of you.”

She gently lifts you into her arms and carries you to bed, tucking you in with your favorite stuffie before crawling in beside you. She rubs slow, soothing circles on your back, humming softly as you finally drift off to sleep, safe and warm in her embrace.

As she watches your peaceful face, she smiles, pressing one last kiss to your forehead. “Goodnight, my little love,” she whispers. “Mama’s right here.”

[littlespacereader]

hi id love love love if you could do wanda!caregiver and a reader whos about 9-11 years old. reader has been really stressed due to school and processing trauma, and after a week of not attending, wanda persuades them into being a kiddo with her all day to relieve some stress :3 i have no nicknames i hate, but an absolute FAV is "angel."

I’ve never written for Wanda before!! I was so excited for the opportunity! I really hope you love this story as much as I did writing it! Enjoy!!💞💞

A Little Love From Mama🥣

Caregiver! Wanda Maximoff & GN Little! Reader

Tags- hurt and comfort, hugs, cuddles, forehead kisses, cooking together, drawing, small cameo of Vision at the end

There’s been a pit in Wanda’s stomach for weeks now. Slowly but surely she could see the stress and trauma eating away at her little one.

In and out of the Avengers tower they would go, giving a small quiet goodbye to Wanda and the rest before attending school. Then dragging themselves back home to the tower looking even worse than before.

She knew school had been their biggest stressor. Between the other students, the workload, and the social aspect of it all, it was taking a toll on their mental health.

Wanda didn’t want to push them or make things worse, but her motherly caregiver instincts couldn’t help herself. She made them lunch, giving them a small kiss on the forehead beofre they left and gave them a warm hug when they returned.

But even these small gestures didn’t help the inevitable.

Eventually they started missing classes, then missing days at school. At first Wanda wasn’t too worried, maybe they needed a mental health day just like some take sick days.

But that day turned to days that turned to a week. She knew she had to step in, she couldn’t hold back another minute.

The Avengers went on a mission abroad, leaving her the perfect opportunity for her to take care of Y/N alone.

A small soft knock to their door, “Y/N? Can I come in?”

Silence, then “I…*sniffle*…I thought you were on the mission?”

“I decided I didn’t want to go. Can I come in Angel?”

Angel, a nickname reserved for Y/N when they’re regressed. It holds a special meaning between the two of them.

It already seems to have taken its effect onto Y/N as they softly yet with a broken sob say, “Yes Mama.”

Wanda immediately enters the room to find, Y/N sitting on their bed, knees up to their chest, crying.

“Awww Angel come here,” she takes a seat on the bed and opens her arms to Y/N who gladly reciprocates.

Wanda wraps them in a tight hug, one arm holding them close and tightly against her, the other rubbing their back. All while Y/N cries in their arms.

“I know sweetheart I know, it’s been a lot recently hasn’t it?” She asks getting a small nod.

“You don’t need to worry about a thing right now. It’s time for Mama to take care of her sweet little Angel. Okay? Does that sound good to you?”

Y/N break apart but only slightly to look into Wanda’s eyes. There she can see the change immediately, now she’s got a Little in her arms. They nod their head, looking so desperately in need of some love and affection.

“There’s my sweet Angel.” She smiles, leaning forwards to places a soft kiss to their head.

“Let’s get you changed into some clean comfy clothes and then we’ll see what we’re going to do for the rest of the evening okay?”

Another small nod but this time accompanied with a smile. It’s been a long time since Wanda’s seen them smile.

Without even moving, using her powers she opened their closet and grabbed their favorite pair of pajamas, bringing it over to the two of them. She then helped them change. While she knew their headspace was older, she figured the extra comfort would be welcomed.

And welcomed it was. She ended it by brushing their hair and placing another kiss to their forehead for good measure. “There we are. All fresh and comfy.” She smiled back to them.

She stood from the bed and took their hand in hers, “Now how shall we spending our evening together?” She asks as they walking from Y/N’s room into the tower.

“We could play legos, we could play make believe, we could watch a movie and snuggle up together.” Wanda began listing options to help her little one.

“C-Could we…” Y/N started to say.

“What is it Angel?” She stopped and turned to them, carding a hand through their hair.

“Could we cook together?” Y/N suggested shyly.

Wanda’s face brighten up with the suggestion. “Of course we can Angel. I’d love to.”

They walking into the small kitchen together. Y/N took a seat and the barstool as Wanda rounded the counter, standing across from them.

“Now what dish would you like to cook chef?” She winked.

Y/N smiled, “Can we cook one of your family recipes?”

“Of course we can.” With the flick of her wrist pots and pans started flying out from the cabinets. Then the ingredients started to fly from the fridge.

“We’re going to make a Sokovian dish called Chicken Paprikash. So first I’m going to need you to help Mama cut the vegetables.”

A small cutting board and a plastic knife floated over to where Y/N was sitting on the barstool. “Now, I want you to be extra careful with the knife okay? It’s not that sharp but it could hurt my little Angel.”

“I promise I’ll be careful.” Y/N said, so happy to be helping out.

A green bell paper floats over to Y/N, landing on their cutting board. “Could you cut that up for Mama? I’ll get started on the chicken while you do.”

Y/N eagerly nodded and began working on cutting their bell pepper up. They worked in comfortable silence. Wanda humming a small song while Y/N focused on their work.

“Mama?”

“Yes?” Wanda lifted her head.

“Where’s Papa tonight?” Y/N asked about Vision.

“Papa went on the mission tonight. But I’m sure he will be back later to see his little Angel again. And won’t he be so surprised to learn that you made dinner!”

Y/N gasp and looks back at Wanda beyond excited. “We gotta save him a bowl!!”

“We definitely will. We can’t leave Papa out.” She smiles. Even though Vision couldn’t taste anything nor did he eat, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t appreciate the gesture.

Y/N helps put all the cut vegetables into the soup. Wanda floats over the lid, covering the soup and letting it simmer and cook.

“Now we have to let it cook on its own for a while. But, in the meantime, maybe we could play together or draw?”

“Draw!! Let’s draw something!” Y/N jumped from their seat.

“Go ahead and get your markers while I clean up. I’ll meet you there Angel.” Wanda explained as more things started to float.

After a couple of minutes, Wanda join Y/N at the table, coloring a picture together. Wanda praised every picture, promising to put it on the fridge.

Both of their head lifted to the sound of the timer going off. “The soup!” Y/N smiled.

“It’s all ready,” Wanda smiled back, “Clean off the table while I grab us a bowl.”

Y/N nodded, starting to put their markers and papers away. After they were all cleaned up, Wanda had returned with two bowls.

Together they sat at the table enjoying the meal they made together. With the first spoon full Wanda gasp, “Y/N, I think this is the best chicken Paprikash I’ve ever had!”

Y/N’s whole face lit up. “Really?!”

“Definitely! I couldn’t have made it any better myself. You’re truly a talented cook! You truly are a Maximoff.” She smiles back, seeing the Little beaming under the praise.

They enjoyed their meal together, sitting right beside one another, talking and laughing together. The worries and stresses of school long forgotten.

~~~

Vision returned back to the tower late at night. Quietly arriving off the elevator at his shared floor with Wanda and Y/N. The light were off so he assumed they had gone to bed.

That was…until he saw the television still playing in the living room.

He made his way over, to find Wanda and Y/N sound asleep cuddled on the couch together. The tv plays Y/N’s favorite cartoon, and mixed with the low lighting must’ve lulled the two to sleep.

Vision smiled at the sight, happy that Wanda was able to help Y/N. He grabbed their bowls of snacks and their drinks, bringing it back to the kitchen to help clean up while they slept.

He walked over to the fridge, seeing the outside now decorated with new drawings. He opened the door and inside sat a bowl of soup with a note:

Dear Papa,

I made this bowl of soup with Mama today! I saved this bowl especially for you!

Made with love,

- Y/N xoxoxo