Wanda Maximoff One shots

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Prompt: Inexperienced Wanda x Reader
Summary- Wanda was recruited as an avenger and as much as everyone feared the brunette, there was something about her that intrigued you a lot.

Warnings: Fingering (W receiving), oral (W receiving), virgin Wanda, loss of virginity, Top!Reader, Sub!Wanda, mentions of a strap-on.

Your pov:

After the whole tragedy in Sokovia, the avengers teammates were quite shaken up, especially once the new recruits joined. Even though it was a moral obligation for you all to get along and work well with with one another, you were hesitant on working with a specific brunette girl.

Wanda Maximoff had joined the team not so long ago. Normally you would be welcoming to any of the new members who joined the team but after what she did to you and the rest of the team during the ultron scandal, by resurfacing all of your dark memories, it was difficult to see her in a different light. To see her as your "fellow teammate" as Steve would put it. I mean, after that, how certain were you that she wouldn't pull another stunt like that again?

One thing the red room taught you, was to always be alert and aware of situations and right now your gut was hesitant on trusting the brunette girl.
"You know it's not fair on her half
y/n."
"Nat-"
"What she did was wrong, I do get that, okay. But you can't keep holding it against her. Besides, think about where she's coming from. She's lost everyone that she knew and she's now in a foreign country." Your fellow teammate and best friend tried explaining to you.

"Oh wow, what a convincing sob story. If only I could put myself in her shoes and understand how she feels. Oh wait, I did go through all those events just like she did." Natasha closes her eyes in frustration, while her fingers mindlessly tap on the marble  countertop.

"And so what, I'm just supposed to be all jolly around her because her family died? News flash, shit happens and we move on. You don't see me sulking because I got my uterus ripped out at a young age. " Natasha let's out an indignant sigh while rolling her eyes at the mention of your shared past.
"Just be nicer to her, please."
"Well that's not going to happen." You grabbed a bag of doritos before walking out of the kitchen, the redhead still hot on your trail. Natasha mutters something in Russian and you only scoff at her remark.

"I'm not the childish one you know." She snickers at your comment before the two of you are standing outside your bedroom door.
"Well just so you know, she's your sparring partner from now. I don't know how you two will work that out but at least try to get along."
"You're saying this like you actually like her now."
"I actually do, she's sweet." You raised an eyebrow in surprise as you took in her words.

"Well whatever, you're not me. I'm not you."
"Y/n-"
"Goodbye Natasha." You slam your door in her face and she sighs at your childlike behavior.
"Suka."

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"Stop using your magic!" You yell at Wanda who huffs in pure annoyance as she gets up from the carpet. She brings her fists up in a fighting position, and your arms move towards her hands.
"Like this, not like that." With a clenched jaw, Wanda withdraws her hands from you and punches you in the face, catching you completely off guard. You wipe the blood off of your nose before standing back up.
"Not bad. Not that good either."

"Well it was good enough to cause your nose to bleed." She smirks and you scoff while shaking your head. You immediately lunge at her with your legs, kicking her own legs apart which has her falling on her face.
"Don't get cocky on me Maximoff. Stand up." She stands up again, wiping her lip in the process and you can see a flicker of red flashing through her eyes.