#inclusive reader
A/N: the Alternate Ending is here! I’m so sorry this took so long and for the overall accidental hiatus. I have been busy getting things ready for a yard sale and I’m preparing for school and I just overall didn’t have much time for writing. Thank you all so much for all the love and if you’ve noticed I reorganized my Masterlists so that way everything is more organized and everything. I’ll have to edit every one of my posts to that way people can find things better but for now enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Wanda or Steve they are owned by Marvel, I don’t own the gif either.
WARNINGS:Angst, Swearing, the stages of grief, loss, dark themes, 18 + from here on out, SERIOUSLY DARK MENTIONS OF DEATH IF THIS IS TRIGGERING PLEASE AVOID THANK YOU
WORDS : 1,200
SUMMARY: the madness within is revealed
In case you missed last chapter
REQUESTS ARE OPEN AND FREE (or if you just want to ask a question or say something)
You didn’t know how long it’s been.
Time passed by differently in the Hex.
You were foolish to believe Wanda would respect your wishes.
The morning after returning from the hospital you felt weird, lighter, stronger. Considering that a building came down on you a few days prior, you felt far too healthy. You had leapt from the bed and begged that what you thought wasn’t true, only to be met with one of your greatest fears once again.
Wanda had built an idyllic town, streets lined with perfect houses with perfect yards. School was far enough for the twins to ride their bikes to and from everyday. There was an ice cream shop down the street and there was pizza delivery any time of day. Wanda had even redecorated your home as well, overnight your rustic home had turned into the domestic suburban dream that you had remembered from the first Hex.
The only bright side to it was the lack of decade skipping, you woke in the modern century and that is where it stayed.
“Mommy?” Lettie’s voice broke you from your thoughts as you remembered where you were. Family Dinner was a non negotiable event, it happened once a day every day. Sometimes that is what you used to keep track of the days gone by here. “Are you ok?”
“Yes baby,” You assured your daughter, giving her a small wink before going back to your meal. It was Friday so it was Pizza night, cheese mixing with tomato and sausage left a heavenly taste on your tongue. Half of the pizza was meat lovers special for you and Stevie while the other side was plain cheese for Wanda and Lettie. The one thing you had to give the Hex, the pizza was damn good.
So far you gathered that the twins knew that something wasn’t right, they just didn’t know what. It made your stomach twist, you weren’t sure if Wanda put them under a spell or took their memories of the past few months away. You weren’t sure if Wanda was capable of meddling with their minds, you knew she loved the twins and would never do anything to harm them.
However Wanda had loved you and yet she did this.
“”Cолнечный свет you seem distracted,” You heard your wife remark across the table, “is everything alright?”
“I’m fine Wanda.” You reply coldly as you refuse to meet her eyes. You continued to eat your dinner, listening intently to the children recount their day.
“Miss. Johnson says I’m the brightest in her class,” Stevie said excitedly as he continued to ramble on about Miss. Johnson. You can feel Wanda’s eyes on you, but you paid her no mind as your son continues to talk.
Eventually dinner ends and you tuck the kids into bed, giving them each kisses on their brows.
“Mommy,”
“Yes baby.”
“Mama did something bad didn’t she.”
You paused for a minute, your children’s blue eyes staring back at you. You always knew that they were too observant for their own good. You sighed as you placed a kiss on their foreheads.
“Mama loves you with all her heart,” You start, “She would do anything to protect you, same as I. It’s just that sometimes Mama can’t tell the difference between right and wrong, and that makes me worried for her.” You tuck them further into their comforters, “the one thing I’m certain about is that she loves you so much and she would never hurt you. Much like how much you love her and would do anything for her.”
“And like how much you love her.”
Silence filled the air for a second, just a heartbeat before you found yourself replying.
“Exactly,” You said, “And much like I would do anything to protect you I would do anything to protect her.”
After that you bid the twins goodnight one last time before finally closing their door.
“You know I love you too right,” You hear Wanda say behind you, “and I would do anything to protect you.”
“I know.”
“I don’t think you do.” Wanda said, your back was still facing her. You haven’t looked at her even once after waking up in the Hex and it was driving Wanda mad.
Maybe she already was.
You went to walk to your bedroom when suddenly you felt yourself being pinned to the wall, it wasn’t rough but it certainly wasn’t the gentle touch you knew. You kept your eyes on the ground, you knew the moment you looked at her your resolve would crumble.
“Look at me,” Wanda let out in a choked whisper, “please my Солнечный свет, I know you’re beyond upset with me, but I did this for us.” She leaned in closer, her nose brushing against your cheek as you continued to look anywhere but her. However you still feel your resolve crumbling as her breath tickles your neck and her hands find their way to your waist. You could smell the familiar scent of roses and incense on her, the one thing that didn’t change. You feel her lips peck at your neck a bit, once, twice, before a sharp nip under your jaw caught you off guard. You let out a low moan as her hand firmly grasps your jaw making you look at her.
You could see it in her eyes. Those beautiful pale green eyes that you looked into and felt safe. It was only now that you could see the obsession in them, the unspoken promise of never letting you go.
Till death did you part and now that she took death out of the equation.
You were hers.
Forever.
“I love you,” She says as she kisses the corner of your mouth, “I would destroy the world if it meant that I got to keep you and our family safe.” Her hands glide over your stomach, “I love our family with everything I am, I love taking care of you. I miss waking up every morning with your arms around me, I miss the way you smiled at me when I came home everyday, miss the way our hands always found each other, I miss us.” Her forehead presses to yours, “You hadn’t looked at me since before the Hex and it felt like I was running out of air, I was suffocating and cold. But now that you’re looking at me and it feels like I can breathe again, I feel warm and lightheaded and at peace.” Her hands move to cradle your face, “I don’t feel at peace unless I have you with me.”
“Wanda-”
“Please don’t call me that.” Wanda says, her voice breaking just a little, “You never used to call me Wanda before.”
“But this isn’t like before.”
“Why can’t it be?” Wanda asks, her green eyes boring into yours, the intensity was enough to make you feel vulnerable. You could see something dangerous lurking behind those eyes, something telling you not to push it further.
“In here you’re safe,” Wanda says, pinning you further into the wall, “in here our children are safe. No one will ever be able to take my family from me, ever again.”
Pairing: Bucky x inclusive!reader
Word Count: 743
Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only, Smut, Language! Oral-m rec
Author’s Notes: I’m challenging myself to write some fics using the list of 410 Smut Prompts that I came across from @devildomqueen. For my 300 followers, I’ve added a second challenge to make this particular fic gender neutral/inclusive. I’ve added a third twist to try to write this from Bucky’s POV. I really hope you enjoy it!!
Prompt: Do you like that?
“Hey, sweetheart! I’m home!” Bucky said, hanging his coat on the hook by the door, kicking off his heavy boots.
“Hey, baby.”
Bucky stopped dead in his tracks and took in the sight of a very naked you, leaning against the doorframe of the bedroom. The curve of your hips, your rounded shoulders, your jawline… you were always such a sight to behold.
“Damn,” he whispered.
“Wanna have some fun?” you ask, raising your eyebrow at him.
“Do I ever,” he replied, his hand brushing over you hip. “What do you have in mind?”
“Follow me,” you said in a low, sexy tone, grabbing his belt buckle as you pulled him toward the bed.
“Holy shit,” he whispered softly.
You pushed him onto his back on your bed, his knees hanging over the edge of the mattress.
He could feel your hands sliding up his thighs, over his hips, across his stomach, and up his chest until you reached the open collar of his button-down shirt.
“Mmm, that feels good,” he said, closing his eyes.
Without warning, he felt his shirt rip open, buttons hitting the floor.
“Fuck, sweetheart! Someone’s hungry,” he said, reaching out to touch your face.
“You have no idea,” you said, licking his clavicle.
He could feel your warm tongue moving down his neck, chest and abs. The warmth of your tongue made him grow harder until he was straining against his jeans.
He felt your hands pull at his belt, the palm of your hand rubbing his hard length through the fabric.
“Fuuuuck, baby,” he moaned, “Feels… ung… so good.”
“Just wait, baby. I’m going to make you feel even better.
He whined a little as he felt your fingers slide into the waistband of his underwear. He breathed in slowly as he felt you slide his pants and boxers down his hips, your fingernails scratching his ass.
As soon as his hard cock springs free, he feels your warm hand gently grab the base.
“Ohhh!” he moans as your warm, wet tongue began to slide across his balls, you hand stroking the length of his cock gently, and so very slowly. He felt your fingers brush over the tip, and he sucked in a sharp breath. The feel of your hand and tongue all over him had him moaning your name before you even took his hard cock into your mouth.
“Y/n…” he breathed, his eyes rolling back slightly.
He felt you tease the tip of his cock with the tip of your tongue, and the sensation was driving him wild. He wanted to reach out and grab the back of your head, force himself into your mouth, but he resisted the urge, knowing full well you were taking his time for his benefit.
He moaned once more, and felt your hot breath as your mouth enveloped the top half of his length, your hand wrapped around the bottom.
“Fuck!” he moaned sharply, his head digging into the mattress.
He loved this part, feeling your mouth and tongue around his cock. He could feel you opening your throat to take him deeper, your wet mouth sliding up and down his cock in tandem with your hand.
When he couldn’t resist any longer, his hand found its way to rest at the back of your head. He didn’t want to push, just lay his hand on you.
He felt his length sliding in and out of your mouth, deeper and deeper into your throat. He could feel you gently sucking him in, and it was driving him wild.
His breath began to grow ragged, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He could feel the tightness growing in his balls as he began to moan louder and louder.
He felt your lips curl into a smile and his coil snapped, his warm cum shooting up his length and into your throat. He felt you swallow every last drop before releasing him with a quick slide, and he felt the sudden cold air hit his skin.
“Fuckin’A, baby,” he said, arms on the bed above his head.
“Do you like that? Do you like when I take control, Bucky?” you asked, curling up next to him on the bed.
“You know I do, sweetheart,” he replied, kissing your forehead.
“But now… it’s my turn…”
His wicked smile aroused you even more as he slid off the bed and onto his knees.
“…And I’m gonna make you scream.”
