#wanda maximoff fanfiction
The Colliding Tides of You - Masterlist
Pairings: [AVENGERS x Bi!READER ]
- WandaNat x Reader
- Stucky x Reader
- Tony Stark x Reader
Summary:You hadn’t known what happened. One moment, you were running for your life. The next moment, you were falling from the sky and your only hope was calling the one number you had to save you. You were in a universe where the Avengers existed and you had no idea what to do. You fight between doing what’s right and what feels right. Do you return to your own universe or do you stay with the people you love?
[Set after AoU and canon divergence after.]
Warnings:18+. polyamorous relationships. F/M, F/F, F/F/F, F/M/M. Eventual smut. Explicit Sexual Content. Canon-level violence. sugaring relationship. Angst. Explore themes of domestic violence and family issues. Domestic fluff. Slow Burn.
Note:Yeah, I said reader gets with everyone. What about it? LOL This is my self-indulgent fic. Therefore, sporadic updates but we’re here for the fun! Chapters with sexual content will be marked with a *. There are no set amount of chapters, so I will add as I go :)
Chapter 1: Falling Into the MCU
Chapter 3: The First Outing
Chapter 4: The Nightmares
Chapter 5: The Dilemma
Chapter 6: The Attack
Chapter 7: Comforting Wanda
Chapter 8: Finding Bucky
Chapter 9: Forgiving Steve
Chapter 10: Growing Feelings
TBC
Laugh track
Wanda maximoff x reader
Hearing a laugh track the moment you woke up was never a good thing.
After a while of dating Wanda the laugh track started to seem like an alarm telling you that she was feeling bad. Wanda had always been connected to sitcoms and would watch them when something bad happened.
“Morning” you said trying to start a conversation and letting your girlfriend know that you are awake.
Wanda didn’t say anything but you knew that she acknowledged that you were there. It wasn’t often that she wouldn’t respond to you but you knew what that meant.
She was engrossed in her thoughts.
As you moved closer you could see a pained look in her eyes. This was worrying.
You feel her hold your hand. That simple movement had made you feel a bit better, knowing that her worrying thoughts were not about you.
It was very common for you two to hold hands but it was always made you feel more relaxed.
You sat in silence for a bit not wanting to pressure her into talking despite how much you wanted to talk to her about what was bothering her. She was one of the most important people in your life and had already been through so much, like her parents, Pietro, and what hydra did to her.
After sitting with her in silence for about ten minutes she told you “I love you.”
“I love you too”
You didn’t need to exchange anymore words because those were enough. They weren’t words that Wanda would tell to many people and it meant a lot that she would tell you them.
Altered (#52)
Summary: Wanda hits you hard in the heartstrings with her new reality
Pairing: there isn’t exactly one??? I guess platonic!wanda x reader, platonic!monica x reader, a little Pietro x reader
Warnings: Mentions of death, reader gets restrained at one point, kinda sad lol
AN: just letting you guys know that I’m POTENTIALLY changing the layout of my intro to stories a little, as you can see NO MORE BANNER!! it was just getting to be a big hassle switching devices and with storage so I’m changing it up a bit but let me know if you do prefer it the old way or have suggestions to make it better!!!! I love you guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Everybody, shut up! Darcy, what’s happening?!” You demand, leaning over her shoulder towards the monitor.
“I’m not sure. She seems almost confused? That shouldn’t happen for the writer of the show should it?” She asks, staring down the screen just as much as you.
You watch carefully as Wanda opens the door, shaking your head slowly to answer the question. “I don’t understand, why doesn’t Wanda know what’s going on?!” You ask, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
“I don’t know! She should know what’s happening in her own show, shouldn’t she?” Darcy sighs, staring down the screen.
But then, the head of silver hair is clear across the screen. Your breath hitches in your throat and your eyes widen.
“She didn’t- she couldn’t have gone back for his body- not after so long.” You say, tears filling your eyes.
“Who?” Darcy asks, looking slightly confused.
Before you can answer, a face is put to the hair. You feel your fists clench in anger.
“Holy shit! She recast Pietro!” Darcy exclaims, trying to zoom in on the face.
You take a couple deep breaths, trying to keep your cool but watching her embrace him as though he really is Pietro, YOUR Pietro is too much. You let out a small cry and turn away from the screen, your powers starting to take control.
You notice your hands glowing the familiar violet shade and you make your way out of the lab as quick as possible, shoving past everyone and racing outside. You let yourself collapse into the grass of the surveillance field, tears running down your cheeks. As soon as your hands touch the ground, a blast of energy goes with them, shattering several vehicle windows and probably some lab equipment and nearly knocking over several of the army level vehicles in the near vicinity.
“Y/l/n, calm yourself down. You can’t help anyone if you don’t control your emotions.” A male voice calls out.
“Leave me alone Hayward.” You breath, eyes still closed, your voice a tone of warning.
“I’m not gonna do that y/n, you’re a member of this team and we need you capable of working.” He says, inching closer.
“I don’t care! Leave Wanda to do as she pleases with her husband and their kids for all I care! But she does NOT get to forget the real Pietro. She does NOT get to act like recasting him like some character is bringing him back!” You cry, glaring over at him from the ground.
“She’s holding a town of at least 3000 people hostage in there y/l/n, we have bigger problems than just her brother.” He sighs, moving even closer.
“That is NOT her brother! That is a look alike, he is not Pietro and never will be!” You scream, a blast of your powers taking over again. Hayward is knocked easily to the ground and so are several stations of the base.
Suddenly you feel a prick in your arm. You look down and see a small dart there, implanted in your skin. As you go to rip it out, you fall over and everything goes black.
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“Let me go!” You scream, yanking on the restraints against your arms. Hayward sighs, running a hand through his hair tiredly.
“You could’ve killed me and everyone on this base with that blast of power y/l/n. This is for everyone’s safety, including your own.” He explains but you merely glare in response.
“Director Hayward, you’re needed in the lab.” Some woman says as she enters the room. He nods and steps out, ignoring your cries of protest.
“Y/l/n please calm down.” A soft voice says as they enter the room. You look over to see Monica standing there, cautiously entering.
“Captain Rambeau, I’m restrained for a reason. I can’t hurt anyone with these on. You can come in.” You mutter dryly.
“Thank you.” She says, coming to sit next to you. You blink at her, not wanting to be the first to speak.
“What was the freak out over there all about?” She finally asks. You sigh, looking away and letting a curtain of your y/h/c hair cover the side of your face to shield from her piercing gaze.
“I was an Avenger, I’m not sure if you knew that.” You start and Monica nods to show she did. “Well, when ultron came along I was around the same age as the twins, about 17 or so. Still a kid. The rest of the team didn’t want me there, they didn’t want me getting hurt or killed or something. But I insisted on going. Fury allowed it because I’m useful in some situations, as I’m sure you can tell by now.” You continue, glancing down at your hands for emphasis.
“My powers are from the same experimentation as the twins but mine were forced on me. They knew I was like a kid to some of the avengers and HYDRA took advantage of that. They kidnapped me while I was on my way home from school and they experimented on me, tortured me and changed me over the course of a year or two. That’s why I was on that mission. To get rid of them for what they’ve done.” You explain, biting your lip at the memories.
“Wanda stuck with Ultrons plan and with him for the most part. But when Pietro found out about me he got really curious. He came to our base looking for me. He didn’t care what everyone else on the team thought, he said he just felt like he had to know me. And he got to know me too. I told him how my powers are a more train wreck like version of Wandas because I wasn’t in the experimentation willingly, how sometimes I get bits of his powers in moments of anger. It’s odd but it’s true. He was fascinated. He flirted, I tried to a little bit.” You say, smiling softly at the thought of his smirk.
“And we really quickly fell in love. It was essentially like love at first sight. He called me his princessa and he would tell me things would be ok when he sensed I was scared. It got a little hard while they were still teamed up with Ultron but when his sister finally came around, he was glad to be able to be us more often. Wanda of course didn’t really approve, she thought he was being seduced for the sole purpose of getting him on our side. But we didn’t care. We still cuddled together and held hands and spent every moment together, even if she was around. It was almost like there was no one else in the world but us.” You giggle quietly, the image of him speeding around you to make you dizzy just so he could hold you still etched clearly in your mind.
“Then, when Ultron took Nat, it turned to chaos. Everyone was trying to find her, to find him, to find out his plan. We got separated, so did he and Wanda. They’d always taken care of each other so I know it was difficult for him. But then in the chaos, he had to be a hero. He went back to help save that kid. And he was killed because of it.” You sigh, staring down at your hands as a small flicker of purple flashes on your finger tips.
“Oh y/n… I had no idea.” Monica says remorsefully. You shrug it off, trying to play it cool.
“It’s fine. No one did really. It was just between us and the other Avengers. It wasn’t a publicity thing, it was a love thing.” You sigh, smiling sadly in her direction.
“But that’s why I freaked out. She replaced Pietro, the love of my life and her brother, with a look alike and acted like it was no big deal. That hurts me, Monica. It burns right in my heart.” You explain. She nods, obviously understanding what you mean.
She looks around and grabs something from the drawer of the nightstand across the room.
“What’re you-.” You start but she shushes you, coming over and using the key in her hand to undo the restraints.
“Monica that’s a bad idea. I’m not in my right mind-.” You start again but she shakes her head.
“You’re grieving. And it’s not like you have a town of 3000 people at your disposal. You just need to keep taking deep breaths.” She explains.
“You’re right. Thank you.” You say, quickly wrapping your arms around her in a hug.
“Did you guys have any luck identifying the phoney Pietro yet?” You ask as you stand up, wanting nothing more than to slap the red headed witch. You knew this was how she was coping but it was getting way too far.
“No. It’s like he doesn’t exist in the real world. Wanda couldn’t have made him out of thin air though so it’s strange.” She sighs, looking puzzled.
“Everything about Wanda Maximoff is strange.” You grumble.
“She could probably say the same about you.” Monica laughs with a shrug.
You just shake your head, biting your lip again. “No, my powers have differences to hers. She can clearly morph and alter reality, I merely have a strong telekinesis ability because of it. Wanda… Wanda is something else.”
The two of you find Darcy and Jimmy in a group meeting where Hayward is going on a mini tangent. When he sees you, he starts to freak out.
“Do you know how dangerous it is to let her out?! She was in hysterics not even an hour ago!” He demands, storming over and grabbing you harshly by the wrist, trying to pull you back out into the hall.
“Director, I wouldn’t grab a person who was “just in hysterics” so harshly if I were you, it seems rather stupid.” You growl, yanking your hand away.
“Besides, I can keep myself in check if it means getting Wanda out safely. She’s created this world as a form of escapism, it’s just gotten too far. Believe me, Wanda killed Ultron because he wanted to destroy the human world. She isn’t a typically violent person. This is grief.” You explain, walking away from the speechless man and stopping at the computer screen, watching Wanda greet the imposter Pietro again.
“You are here as a tool in case she does get violent, you don’t have the clearance to engage with the research portion.” He shouts, clearly getting fed up with it.
“Fine. You don’t want me to look at what you’re actually trying to do? Then let me engage with Wanda. I can get through to her in a way you know you can’t. I want to go in, and you cannot stop me.” You challenge, standing again and storming out, walking in bold steps towards the Hex’s barrier.
Hayward chases after you, yelling orders and eventually profanities, Darcy is close behind him followed by Monica and Jimmy, all three of which are shouting their worries and warnings but you don’t stop. The rage in your body has taken the reigns and is walking you closer until you’re right at the edge, hand to the red screenlike wall, pushing forward against the pressure of the altered reality.
Without a second thought, you walk through into Wanda’s sitcom-like dream world.
you lived.
-summary;wanda doesn’t understand why you hurt.
-warnings;angst,lots of dialogue
-a/n; Cecilia Meireles, How To Recognise The Road: To Die
You were sitting quietly, staring off into space. Wanda watched as you stared at the walls. She dusted quietly, pottering around her home in her cutesy little dress. Her mind was on you, and your mind was elsewhere.
You had just gotten home from a mission. A solo mission in a world far away. Wanda wanted to come. She had a feeling that something was going to go bad. And something went very wrong. You came home bloody and bruised, half dead. You refused any of Wanda’s help. You refused to talk about what happened. You locked yourself in the bathroom and washed off the blood and then slipped silently into bed. Wanda tried to cuddle up against you, but you shrugged her off of you and rolled away.
“What are you thinking about, darling?” Wanda asked sweetly.
You didn’t hear her. She moved closer to you. You didn’t even notice. She took the chance. She dropped her duster and hastily sat down next to you. She folded her knees and brushed up against you. She threw an arm over your shoulder and pulled you against her.
“What’s the matter?” She mumbled, pressing a kiss against your temple.
You shook your head and scratched at your palm.
“Tell me, baby.”
“I think,” you began, quietly. “I think I died out there.”
“No,” Wanda soothed. “Nonono, you’re alive, honey. You’re here, with me.”
That was the last straw. You clawed your way out of her arms. She watched surprised as you stood and began to pace. You didn’t know why you were so angry. Wanda just wanted to protect you. You know she’d go to the ends of the earth to protect you.
“I’d never let you die alone, baby,” she tried.
“I die alone every day,” you scream. Wanda shook her head with tears in her eyes. “I die from everything the world contains; from what I saw, from what I heard. I die from what I lived.”
“I can fix it,” Wanda whispered.
“Wanda, no-”
“I can,” she interrupted. “I can take it all away. You’ll be whole again.”
“I’ll be empty.”
“You’ll be happy,” Wanda reached out for you. She held you by the waist and smiled up at you.
“I am happy,” you smiled sadly, stroking her cheek.
“Let me make it better,” Wanda rubbed a thumb over a gaping wound in your side. “I’ll make the world better. You’ll never die again.”
“I won’t remember anything.”
“I thought that’s what you wanted?”
You shook your head and slowly stepped away from your lover. She smiled, a sinister smile, one laced with confusion. You knew what she was capable of. You knew she wasn’t lying. She’d make the whole world new. No one would be themselves. You’d be an empty shell of the person you are, the soldier you are. you’d be someone else. You wouldn’t even be yourself.
“I’d be worse than dead,” you whispered. “I’d be a ghost who couldn’t remember why it haunts. I’d be empty and useless and loveless.”
Tears rolled slowly down your cheeks.
“I’ll love you,” Wanda whined.
You smiled.
“And I won’t know why.”
Wanda never really knew why you withstood this pain. You knew she could take it all away. You never let her. You cried and cried and cried. You bled. Wanda had seen you bleed more times than she cared to count. You hurt and you lived. You lived.
You lived.
Wanda still doesn’t understand. But she knows she can’t just fix it. So she lives. She lives with her pain, and yours, and the pain of the world. And it hurts, but that’s how she knows she’s alive. And every time she bleeds, she understands a little more.
Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch) Masterlist
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P - Platonic | DR - Daughter!Reader | SR - Sister!Reader | No letter - Romance
As a reminder, I write Wanda as Romani and Jewish like the comics
ONE-SHOTS
A Horse is a Princess’ Best Friend — and Matchmaker—On an adventure with her horse, Princess Y/N meets Wanda. Royal!AU (AU Event)
Away From Her—Y/N gets hurt on a mission with Natasha, causing her girlfriend Wanda to get worried.
Fix This [P] — Wanda accidentally makes Y/N and Steve married in Westview.
Happy Chanukah!—Y/N celebrates Chanukah with her crush Wanda and her friend Natasha.
How She Makes Her Feel—When Y/N’s powers spur out of control, Wanda is the only one able to calm her.
I Just Wanted You To Be Happy [DR] — Wanda learns that her daughter Y/N created Westview.
“Just Open Your Pretty Eyes” | Part 2—Wanda desperately needs her love Y/N to wake up.
Leave Us Alone—Y/N defends herself, Wanda, and Westview from S.W.O.R.D.’s Invasion.
Little Sis [SR] — Wanda and Y/N’s dynamic changes.
Mothers—Wanda and Y/N become parents.
That’s my Husband—Wanda defends her husband Y/N from Dottie’s verbal attacks.
The Avengers Are Idiots—Y/N gets burned by scalding hot coffee. Wanda to the rescue.
The Cold Is Her Savior—Y/N confronts her fears in order to save Wanda on a mission.
The One Who Interfered [SR] — The power of a sister defeats chaos magic anytime.
Wake Up, Wanda|Part 2—Y/N tries to get Wanda to stop Westview.
Working Together For Her [P] — Agatha and Wanda must work together to help Y/N.
You or the Wold?—Wanda must choose between saving Y/N or saving Westview.
HEADCANONS
Being Wanda Maximoff’s Little Sister Would Include … [SR]
How Marvel Characters Would React to Seeing you After the Blip …[P]
Personalized Fics and/or E-letters
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summary: wanda sure had a way with her magic
word count: 3.7k
pairings: wanda x black!reader ; bruce x black!reader ; avengers x black!reader
warnings: 18+!!!! wlw smut, mind control in a way?, everything is consensual, oral, using magic for pleasure, exibitionism, voyeurism, sex magick, magical strap on, being tied up, daddy kink
a/n: I do not own these characters but this story and my other works are my own intellectual property. And a big thanks to @vase-of-lilies for my new disclaimer banner!
