#wanda maximoff talks

[randomshyperson]

I just finished watching Dead Poets Society for the first time.

BUT HEY GOOD THING IS

How about some fanfiction? Just a short, maybe medium length fic based on the movie, in a girl's school with Reader being Todd (get it cause he's shy and I'm a SHYperson) and Wanda being Neil 'cause she's also dead-

Just kidding, I wouldn't do that with Wanda okay? Just wondering if anyone would read a fic inspired by this movie? I feel like it's such a cool idea, and I know there's plenty of fics inspired by this movie but I wanna do my own, less angst gayer thing. Not now, cause I'm still crying about it but soon!

[snailification]

Idk who needs to hear this, but the reason your fic isn't getting a lot of attention is bc it's one big block!!

[romaniacs]

▌ㅤWANDA MAXIMOFF — AFTER A TWENTY-HOUR FLIGHT

( read more ) synopsis — wanda is tired and irritable... but your attempts to soften her mood and help her relax with a glass of wine work wonders. warnings — wanda maximoff x female reader. just stressed wanda, a bit suggestive. short, fluff.

wanda arrives at the hotel with you after your longest flight; she’s grumpy and tired, carrying all the suitcases and refusing to let you help. despite her exhaustion, she still takes care of you. you want to kiss away her frustration, but you know it wouldn't do any good. you think she needs rest, not you. wanda won't even look at you, and then you have an idea.

"what… what about some wine?" you suggest. "they have it here."

"must be expensive" she mumbles.

"it's on me" you say quietly, grabbing it from the minibar. wanda sighs, releasing all her stress as she looks at you. she can't treat you poorly, especially not because she’s mad.

"sorry. the flight’s delay pissed me off a bit."

"i know, it’s alright" you hold her hand, and she lifts it to kiss yours.

"you’re so sweet to me" wanda smiles. "my baby" you try not to laugh as you fold on the inside, but it’s impossible not to. you blush easily at that, and wanda just grins playfully.

"don't get shy now" she says, taking her jacket off. "i miss you. we barely talked on the plane."

"i miss you too."

"how much?" she teases, and you smile a bit.

"a lot" wanda takes a sip of wine as you confess, then another, and finally a whole gulp.

"how much?" her tone is more serious now. you know what she wants from you, and who are you to deny her that?

your lips meet hers softly. "too much, maximoff" you tell her through soft touches, that eventually turn into a passionate kiss.

it truly shows her how much you mean your words and how missing her is eating you up inside. wanda sighs into the kiss, tasting of grapes, and your head spins harder than the alcohol would make it. it feels heavenly, touching her freely again, and that grows into what she’s truly been wishing for: having all of you.

[oizysian]

dare i say breastfeeding w milf!wanda…. suckling on her while she gently thrusts a dildo in and out of you :3

-🧿

Milf!Wanda who purposely takes it slow, making sure you feel every delicious inch.

You’re cuddled up close to her, suckling contently on her right breast while you mindlessly play with her left; twisting and pinching her nipple as you nip and suck at her.

She’s got your legs spread, watching the dildo slide in and out of you, your wetness getting all over her.

She is painfully aroused, and might actually cum just from the nipple stimulation alone.

And even though she may cum, you won’t. Not for a while anyway. She wants this to last all night; cradling you and fucking you simultaneously, bringing you so close to release and then slowing down again, building you back up.

She loves hearing your whines, loves feeling your teeth scraping against her hardened nipple, occasionally biting her.

She knows her breast is going to be bruised with your love bites for days, but she’ll look at them in the mirror and get wet at the thought of you doing it again.

[1800-lemonadeg1rl]

Shopping date

Dark! Wanda Maximoff x reader

Minors dni!! Masterlist°•☆

Summary- how could you be so silly as to lose your cards?

Warnings- manipulation, dark! Wanda, obsessive Wanda, unhealthy obsession, potential Stockholm syndrome?, not proofread!!, coercion, gaslighted, darkthemes, I'd say some parts contain a little fluff

Wordcount - 1.8k

A/n-this is my first side part for craving you!!! This has little link to main series so can be read separately if you want but I would recommend reading all of it!! Inspired by a comment by @mrsmothermaximoff

You'd been meaning to pay Wanda back for something, anything really. Despite how casual she acted about you just living with her rent free and essentially doing nothing of any great contribution all day you still felt this nagging shameful feeling that tugged at your chest everyday, everytime she paid for you at a restaurant, bought you something she thought looked cute or let you borrow her clothes when yours seemed to go missing.

You felt awful.

Watching her pay for you and provide for you. Your whole life you'd never relied on anyone for anything. Never felt like you'd owed anyone anything. Rarely ever been in any kind of debt but now you owed Wanda everything. But she was so unwilling to ever let you pay her back, always insisting things were no trouble for her, of course they weren't have you seen that woman's paycheck? Telling you to save your money for better things. Making sure you never had to lift a finger for anything you desired.

This was different though. When you first moved in you'd practically begged Wanda to let you atleast pay for groceries and how she couldn't resist how you looked when you begged. So reluctantly, and with a backup plan, she agreed to let you do the weekly grocery shop and pay with your own money. Which for some stupid reason you'd been very responsible with and had a large amount in savings which could easily buy the two of you groceries for a few years.

Wanda did not want to wait a few years for you to come to the end of the money you had saved before gaining a little more power over you. She wanted it now. And Wanda gets what Wanda wants even when she has to play dirty, which she did often.

A rough plan she had concocted the day you'd practically forced her to let you pay for things was to get rid of your debit card in some way. It couldn't be too obvious but she still had to be your Knight in shining armour and save the day for you when you couldn't pay. She couldn't bare the thought of you embarrassedly leaving the shops after not having a way to pay, no she didn't want that for you. She wanted to swoop in and offer to pay.

Around two months maybe three had passed since you started buying groceries. You'd made a set schedule of it by now, you went Friday mornings around 10:30am when the shops were quiet so you could buy your groceries in peace without worrying about running over someone's child with your trolley. Occasionally Wanda came with you but not all that often. You assumed as ceo of her own company she'd have better things to do than go round the supermarket and also partly that she wasn't interested by it, that she didn't actually ever care what you bought as long as you liked it.

Wanda awoke early this particular Friday about 5:00am sharp and was careful as she got off the bed not to wake you, though she doubted she would, you were the heaviest sleeper she'd ever met. It was lucky she was looking out for you then, without her God knows what could happen to you while you were asleep. Before leaving the room she took a quick picture of your sleeping body, head firmly in the pillow and legs wrapped around the duvet half in and half out of it. How cute. She thought as she left gazing at the picture.

Once downstairs she located your handbag, a stylish one she'd gifted you when you worked in the office. Wanda took note of how tatty it was now. Scuffed and marked up. Definitely time to get you a new bag, she can't have her darling going out looking rough. Your bag was always fairly empty so she had no trouble finding your purse in it. Upon opening the purse Wanda took out any large bills and both your debit and credit card from within before closing up your purse and placing your bag back where it was originally sat.

Now the money was easy. Crisp paper bills burnt quickly in her ornate fireplace and brought warmth to the somewhat cold living room, you'd appreciate this warmth when you eventually woke up. Wanda knew this after all she knew everything about you.

The cards were a little tricker that the notes but nothing she couldn't handle as she quickly had another idea. Cutting up your card into tiny minced up indistinguishable pieces and then tossing them in a bin outside that you'd never look in. Wanda was left feeling... proud of her work. She felt like this was well a complished and you'd never be any the wiser. Not that you'd ever dream of accusing Wanda anyway, she was your saviour after all. Your were too clueless to ever once look past her charismatic facade. Too stupid, naive, gullible, dumb.

You woke up to an empty and cold bed a few hours later. Waking up alone always made you feel so awful but you could never guess why. It's not like you and Wanda were dating.. we're you? You brushed the thoughts away, she's just being kind she'd never think of someone like you like that, you tell yourself as you stretch and make the bed.

Later in the morning, you and Wanda were both being chauffeured to the supermarket. Whenever Wanda wasn't around to drive you or couldn't be bothered to drive she'd have you driven around by a private chauffeur who you knew little about. When you asked Wanda she only gave you vague answers saying the chauffeur called herself N and that was all you needed to know apparently.When you drove with N the car was always ominously quiet Wanda occasionally speaking in what felt like code to her and occasionally asking simple questions about how you felt.

Thankfully the supermarket was only a couple of miles away so the drive was over quicker than most.

When Wanda went shopping with you it was quite a different experience to shopping alone. She'd walk ahead of you almost protectively into the supermarket and then would make sure the entire trip round she was by your side at all times, leaving no room for you to sidle off or get lost. Despite what could be described as a dominant presence she never stopped you putting whatever you wanted in the trolley. If you believe the two of you needed that much dry spaghetti or fizzy sodas who was she to argue. I mean it was your money so she reasoned to have little to no input even if she despised some things you added to the trolley. She'd only really comment if you were going to hit something with your trolley, you were lucky you had someone to look out for your clumsiness, or if she also liked something you were putting in the trolley. Other than that she engaged in simple talk with you, she found your small world of excitements and thoughts cute. After all she had curated that small world.

Today was no different. If something was off, which it was. You'd be none the wiser as Wanda kept exactly to her act as she always did. Talking to you about favourite crisp flavours, laughing at your rant about creepy food mascots and helping you guide the trolley. Going round the shops together you felt some sense of domestic bliss even of you kept telling yourself you weren't dating Wanda it definitely felt that way and looked that way. The way her hand would occasionally glide across your back. Her lingering gazes. To anyone not so oblivious they would have thought you two had been dating for months.

Getting to the checkouts you placed your items in your own specific order on the conveyer belt. Wanda deciding to help out with the heavier things, she didn't want you to strain yourself for no reason. All was normal as it would be.

"Cash or card?" You were awoken from your daze of frantically bagging when the cashier spoke suddenly. Opening your purse it felt a little lighter than it should do usually.

"Cash." You responded while looking down into your purse. There was no cash. But you were so sure you'd taken cash out last week at the bank. Still the empty purse stared back.

"You alright darling?" Wanda's voice broke the panic building in you as you looked up at her calm smile while feeling instantly reassured. You nodded in response, a small but firm smile planted on your face as you spoke again.

"Uh.. can I pay card actually." The cashier smiled and nodded before pulling out a card machine. You sifted throught many a gift and reward card sitting in your purse many times awkwardly as a queue began to form before realising your cards weren't there. Your cards were gone. Gone. And you were none the wiser to where.

Your breathing began to pick up as you made eye contact with impatient customers behind as your braced yourself to have to put everything back. "I-..uh- I."

Wanda had been watching your small meltdown confidently until she heard your voice break. The moment she knew it was her time to save you, again.

"Don't worry I've got it." Before you could object she'd swiped her card across the scanner and begun picking up the bags for you and leading your slightly shaking figure away from the tills.

"Come on sweetie. What was going on back there?" She murmured in a tone so sweet you could've got diabetes. Before she could continue speaking you wrapped yourself around her arm. As if it was ab instinct more than a choice. "Oh.. it's okay darling we all make mistakes. I'm sure you'll find your money. You probably just misplaced it. Your such a klutz sometimes detka." You just dumbly nodded as she pulled you into the back of the car staying completely wrapped around her the whole way home, still shaken from the store.

Your cards and cash never did show up and at somepoint you gave up looking. It was clear for whatever reason they were gone and you weren't going to find them. Wanda gave you her card to keep buying the groceries on.. for now, I mean we can't have some klutz who loses her own money handling the ceos cards and shopping.. it'd be better if you stayed home. But Wanda wouldn't push it on you all at once, she knew you needed time yo adjust to using her money all the time. To being reliant on someone. To being reliant on her.

Taglist: @stayevildarling @reginassweetheart @alexawynters @your-my-mission @witchmaximoff @imjustvibingsworld @mrsmothermaximoff

[mostlystuckony]

Wanda Maximoff really saw that Tony's biggest fear was failing to keep people safe and being responsible for great loss and tragedy and somehow STILL thought he must be evil incarnate and deserved to suffer/die for a bombing that was (most likely? Unclear if it's canon) not even his fault.

[yelenabemylova]

"you and your mother have the same tell." head tilt + eyeliner combo screams maximoff

[criticalbeauregard]

thinking about how (even though they definitely didn't know agatha's story at the time) the only time we see agatha cry in wandavision is after she hears wanda say "why do you think talking about it would bring me comfort? the only thing that would bring me comfort is seeing him again." to her (future) love. and then she hears vision say "i've always been alone, so i don't feel the lack. it's all i've ever known. i've never experienced loss because i've never had a loved one to lose." to his.

and i wonder if in that fleeting moment she understood something about rio through vision's words, even if she would never admit as much.

[randomshyperson]

next Wandavision rewrite gotta be a halloween one

(no pressure)

Yeah Vision is stronger than me, if my wife was dressed like this I would forget about any mission.

This is actually an amazing idea, the only conversation will be like: "Wanda darling we're staying home, uncle Pietro can take the boys out for treats, while you and me do some magic tricks" 😂😂

[marvelnatswhore]

pervert step mommy wanda thoughts <3

she is becoming my favourite thing again sooo here's some thoughts-

i got a little carried away -nsfw below!

a few warnings: Cnc, mommy kink, exhibitionism & tiny mentions of drugging

Wanda was very insistent you call her mommy when you met and you quickly realised how much you liked it too

She always comes into your room without warning. If she caught you naked, well, that wouldn't be such a bad thing would it?

wanda’s favourite time to visit you is at night so she can play with her pretty girl all she wants.. <3

She likes to pull you against her chest and touch you while you sleep; sometimes she just wants to grope your tits and rub your pussy to watch you whimper under her and get all helplessly wet.

sometimes she’ll have a little more fun with you and edge you slowly with her fingers being careful not to wake you up.

Even if that meant a little sleeping pill or two she needed to slip in your tea.

Wanda knows you have a crush on her and she’ll go to any length to watch you fold under her.

She’ll often masturbate to videos she's taken of herself fucking you while you sleep.

She knows you can hear her moaning and maybe she accidentally forgot to close the door all the way..

though it wouldn't be a shame if you decided to watch her. 

 Wanda makes it a habit to wear short clothing around you and sometimes just a sports bra and shorts around the house.

It's cute watching you turn all red when mommy’s boobs are out and she loves it when you stare at her.

You'd notice something was happening when you keep waking up with soaked panties and sticky sheets or sometimes you’d wake up without panties at all.

Wanda does your laundry and she always teases you for it

“Oh sweetheart it happened again? All these little wet dreams you’re having hmm, I’ve washed your panties like 10 times this week!” 

“Sorry wanda… i don’t know why-”

“Baby i told you to call me mommy didn’t i?” 

It’s hardly long before she makes a move on you. 

Wanda has all to herself for the weekend and she can't stop thinking about you. 

she spends the day teasing you relentlessly.

you’d be lying if you said all the attention she was giving you, didn’t turn you on. 

 Wanda insisted you try yoga with her, maybe it was just getting to watch you bend over in tight leggings but you enjoyed it too. 

especially when she comes up behind you to "correct your positions"

she'll press herself against your ass, and makes sure you notice the bulge in her pants

if you asked wanda what she was doing she'll cut you off by telling you to relax yourself.

She’ll pull you back up against her chest and slide her hand down your front and further into your pants until she’s cupping your soaking pussy. 

“Mommy-” 

“That’s it baby just relax ok? I’ve wanted to fuck this pretty pussy for weeks"

She’ll pull your leggings down and run her hands over your bare skin, before she fucks you with her strap until you're coming all over her, even a little longer with some praise. 

She’ll happily carry you to her bedroom and clean you up

maybe undressing herself to masturbate in front of you while you’re still a subby little mess for mommy.

God she teases you for days after

pulling you into her bedroom or the bathroom with her to kiss you and stick her hand down your pants to feel how much you want her.

and how could you not want her?

[milf-lover42]

idk just something about how wanda and agatha are both mothers is really getting to me today

something about the way agatha says “you tied your family to this twisted world and now one can’t exist without the other” in a different tone than we ever hear from her. one of the only times that she isn’t putting on a show or mocking her because she gets it

��Vision was gone, but you. wanted. him. back.”

different obviously because vision is her husband, but the tone agatha uses. like she understand ripping the world apart to get to her family. she could never judge her for what she did in westview because she gets it. she probably would have done it herself if she had the power. the only thing agatha hates about wanda is the power she wields with no regard for what it can do

but agatha has gone so long without Nicky at this point (likely HUNDREDS of years), she has probably tried everything but has had to accept that maybe she’ll never get him back and wanda just hasn’t reached that level yet

idk anyway bye agatha singing lorna’s song made to protect her child is something personal to me

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Aite, female character and general inclusivity rant incoming. Hate it and want to make a post? Sure. But give me the respect I gave those who inspired this and don’t tag me in it:

People immediately bringing the ‘female character’ argument into things drives me insane. Like we know she’s a female character, but trust me, that’s got very little to do with why people dislike her.

Are some people misogynistic? Absolutely!

Are most people misogynistic? No.

When we talk about Galadriel, and Luthien, and Elwing, and Aredhel, and Nimloth, and Melian, and Nerdanel, and Ahsoka, and Padme, and *insert literally any female character from any fandom here*, being female has nothing to do with it. It barely crosses our minds.

So for the love of all that is good, stop bringing ‘but she’s a female character! Anyone who sees her as anything but perfect, or thinks the male characters made better choices than her is obviously horrible and misogynistic and would never do this to a man :(‘ Into arguments.

I don’t care how few there are in the work. You can explain why you like her without blaming people for hating on the fact she’s female when 95% don’t. There are very literally hundreds of other reasons people interpret fictional events which portray the fem char negatively.

Especially in work like the Silm which is written by a canonical in-universe historian with basic backstory. We have every right to see him as unreliable and play with what that could mean. Doesn’t make it misogynistic if we want to see female characters as more shifty than they’re outwardly portrayed. Many of us often do the same with male characters, and even if we don’t, you have no right to judge someone so harshly when you barely know a thing about them outside an online persona. 99.9% of people don’t even consider male vs female when they write these things. And it’s not because of some weird subconscious misogyny either.

This is mainly aimed at those who bring this up over. And over. And over again in some weird attempt at guilt tripping people into ‘liking’ characters.

On the topic of things people do that make no sense, if characters are stated as being white, and an artist draws them all white. You have no right to say they’re being racist or whatever else you want to come up with.

Nor do you have the right to slander anyone who casually points out the character is white if others draw them as anything else. If we can call out whitewashing, we can talk about the opposite too. As long as the person isn’t being outright rude, have a conversation.

And don’t get me started on tagging pieces of fanart and fics specifically created platonic with a ship. Like the work? Great! Now respect the intentions of the person who created it.

No one in a fandom space, especially artists and writers, owes inclusivity of any kind when running off canon source material. You want to blame someone for a boring cast, blame the author! But even in general? You don’t get to force or guilt others to create content - original work included - that fits your ideal.

Yes I’m a writer and artist of original and fan content. Yes I’ve experienced all of these directly or indirectly.

Sincerely, a young brown woman tired of all the double standards.

[batcavescolony]

Rebecca: your son-

Wanda: why is he only my son when he does stupid shit?

[mrsroryhuntzberger]

The final trial of the witches road is actually a custody battle between Wanda and Agatha

[p0orbaby]

Hi could you do a mama Wanda prompt where reader, who is like three or four, falls and hurts herself whilst Wanda in on a date with nat (Tony or someone was babysitting) and Wanda is surprised because before she can say anything to the babysitter Nat does because she is already so attached to reader and reader gets comforted by nat and nat just rips a new one to the babysitter, and Wanda is so moved by the bond between reader and nat

Our Hero

warnings: mentions of alcohol, minor injury, a little suggestive

a/n: another instalment to the squishverse !

word count: 1.1k

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Date nights don’t come often enough for Wanda and Natasha.

Between work and looking after a four year old, time together, alone, is something that they definitely don’t take for granted. So when their anniversary rolled around, and some of the team offered their services in looking after you while they went out to celebrate, how could the couple say no?

So, with Tony and Sam briefed extensively about your routine, Wanda found herself sat opposite her girlfriend in a fancy restaurant Pepper happened to get them a booking for. Her cheeks hurting from smiling and her head a little fuzzy from the three glasses or merlot Nat insisted she have.

And it was lovely. Being able to spend some one on one time with her girlfriend without a tug on her shirt for attention or sticky fingers handing her soggy food. She loved you, of course she did, but four year olds are a handful and you weren’t an exception.

It was when the two of them were eyeing up the dessert menu that she got a text from Tony. ‘Y/N fell, hurt her knee, we’ve got it under control’ it read, and Wanda doesn’t think she’s moved so fast in her life.

What was an Avengers anniversary without a little drama?

-

“Seriously? Scooters in the house, guys. Really?” Natasha scolded as she wiped the tears that had strayed from your eyes to your cheeks.

At least Tony and Sam had the decency to look reprimanded. And a little shocked at the way Natasha has reacted to the situation. Even so, their eyes fell to the ground whilst the two women moved around them trying to fix a problem they helped cause.

Wanda stood from inspecting your knee. Just a graze, nothing too bad. “You two are lucky it wasn't anything more serious”. She was calmer than Natasha. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was because she’s been a mother long enough to know what warrants panic.

Though, even with Wanda’s diagnosis, Natasha’s protective instincts were still on high alert. “You two still should’ve been more careful. Scooters in the house,” she scoffed again, “for someone so smart, you sure are stupid Tony”. She shot him a stern look before turning her attention back to you.

Tony and Sam exchanged guilty glances, realising that magnitude of their mistake. “We’re sorry, we just thought-“

“You didn’t think though, did you!” Natasha cut Tony off. “If you had, then we wouldn’t have had to rush back to make sure our daughter was actually okay, would we?”

“Wanda, we didn’t mean for this to happen” Sam pleaded. His eyes were full of remorse.

Wanda sighed respectively, accepting the boys’ apology. “Just remember, she’s still a little kid. Even if she’s around superheroes and trained assassins all the time, you have to be cautious”

“It won’t happen again, we promise” Sam said, genuinely apologetic.

“We’re taking you off the babysitters list” the redhead tending to you pipes up again.

“Natasha” Wanda warned in a voice she only reserves for two scenarios. Her child when being a nuisance, and Natasha in the bedroom. Natasha quietens down with a blush and a furrow of her brow. “I think it’s best if you two go now” Wanda says gently as she turns towards the men again. “We’ve all had a little too much excitement for one day”

Tony and Sam raised their hands in surrender as they backed away to put their shoes on and gather their things.

-

It was later in the evening.

Tears had been dried, knees cleaned and heart rates had settled.

Natasha was still going through her nighttime routine when Wanda breaks the comfortable silence of their company.

“I really appreciate you, you know?” She says as she lies in bed and waits for her girlfriend to join her.

“Yeah, I know” her response was paired with a smirk.

“Seriously, I mean it. The way you were looking out for Y/N, it made me realise how lucky we are to have you around”

Natasha turned from where her eyes met Wanda’s in the reflection of the vanity mirror. “You don’t think I would fight your corner?”

Sitting up, Wanda responded. “I never said that. Seeing how you reacted tonight solidified my thoughts about you”

“And what thoughts were they?”

Wanda knew what her girlfriend was doing. She didn’t mind, she’d bite. The wine still running through her system made her playful. And she wasn’t against seeing where this would go.

“Your kindness. How you helped our daughter. Your ability to take control of things. I like that one in particular.

“Yeah?” Natasha asked. Body now standing and stalking towards the bed. “What else?”

“How scared you made the boys. Just watching them cower under your stare was really doing it for me”

Natasha crawled up the bed as Wanda carried on spouting compliments in her direction. She licked her lips at her words, eyes going dark when they tickled her cheeks.

“Finished?” She asked when her arms were bracketed around Wanda. Keeping herself steadily balanced above her.

Wanda chuckled slightly, enjoying the playful exchange. “Not quite” she teased, running her fingers gently through Natasha’s hair. “I love your strength, how you fearlessly face any challenges that come our way. Your wit, how you’re alway ready with a clever comeback”

Natasha’s lips curved into a satisfied smile as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Wanda’s skin. “Keep going,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Wanda bit her lower lip playfully, relishing the way Natasha’s gaze intensified. “I love how fiercely you love us, how you’re willing to do anything to protect our family. And the way you make me feel every single day, like I’m the luckiest person in the world to have you by my side.”

Natasha’s eyes softened, the intensity giving way to tenderness as she leaned down to capture Wanda’s lips in a passionate kiss. They melted into each other, their love and desire intertwining as they lost themselves in the moment.

It took all of Natasha to pull back. But when she did she rested her forehead against Wanda’s, their breaths mingling. “I love you so much, Wanda Maximoff,” she whispered, her voice full of emotion.

“I love you too, Natasha Romanoff,” Wanda replied, her heart overflowing with love for the woman in her arms.

Their anniversary night had started with a small mishap, but it had ended with a reaffirmation of their love and a deeper connection between them. As they drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other’s embrace, they knew that they were each other’s rock, the anchor that kept them steady in the stormy seas known as life.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

mommy!wanda talking you through eating her out, her hand gently pulling your head closer to her while her voice is raspy and strained cause you’re doing such a good job for her 😵‍💫

“that’s right, darling. right there.”

“oh, fuck. yes, suck my clit… oh, such a good girl.”

“mommy’s gonna cum, okay darling? you just keep… fuck. keep doing that.”