Ease Into It (pt. 5) - Wanda Maximoff

ease into it (pt. 5) - wanda maximoff

a/n: so i’ve finally graduated high school! which means i’m definitely gonna write more since i don’t have anything to do atm. i also made this playlist (it’s for my script, but i i use it while writing this as well) for this if anyone wanted to listen

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Wanda had no idea why she was at school past the final bell, let alone on a weekend. She wouldn’t admit that she tagged along because she suddenly remembered you were a team captain.

No. Natasha wanted to stare, specifically at Carol Danvers and Maria Hill, who were on the opposite team. Emma was there because Scott was there, and Jean and Pietro were at his house alone. Vision was home due to an ankle injury that had him out for a week.

The girls sat in the parking lot while Nat was on the opposite teams sideline, flirting with a certain tall blonde. Tired of waiting, they walked over and stood by the gate as Wanda wrapped her lips around a loose cigarette. She blew out smoke as you stood at the pitch.

Emma and Scott walked to the bleachers, leaving her alone, not that she really minded it.

Her eyes wondered over to Peter on the sideline, taking pictures, probably for the school website. The whistle blew, and you kicked it out to Kate. Wanda had no idea what was going on, but she did know that when Carol tackled you hard, it wasn’t a good thing.

Carol smirked at your groaning figure as you landed hard on your shoulder. “Man, what the fuck?!” Kate yells, getting in Carol’s face. “Sorry.” She mocks, shrugging. You were lifted up, pulling Kate away before she did something she would regret.

Right after, you scored a goal on Carol, making her grimace as you and Kate did your signature handshake and dance.

The score was now 2-0.

There was six minutes left when Brunnhilde ‘accidentally’ hit Karolina in the nose with the ball. It seemed like St. Valkyries was full of bullies. You sighed walking the bench as halftime was called.

“Chavez!” The freshman looked up from the ground. “You’re in.” She pointed to herself, and Fury nodded while the older players snickered at her. “Come on! I don’t got all day.” The girl shoots up from the bench, giving a nervous look to her other friends. 

You clear your throat. “Ok, we’re gonna shift, so Daisy will take over Dean at front center, Chavez will be a defender, okay?” The girl nods as the whistle blows. The game went on, and Carol, being the asshole she was found a way to push America on the ground. 

You and Kate were tired of her. America seemed to be fine, and despite wanting to punch Carol, you wanted to stay civil. And so you did. After an attempt, you tried to score again, but missed. You fell off balance, running behind the goal, but your running stopped when you saw Wanda, now with a Sprite bottle in her hand, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. 

A weird feeling came over you as you waved at her, and she surprisingly waved back.  What you hadn’t known was when Wanda went to get herself a drink and some shockingly good nachos, she spotted Jennifer flirting under the bleachers with Frank Castle, who didn’t particularly seemed interested, but was playing along. 

She didn’t think it was her business to tell, and she didn’t want you to think she was playing a cruel trick on you as she had before. Like that time she complemented your suit for the 8th grade formal, and then embarrassed you on Instagram the next day. She didn’t want to be that anymore. 

She smiles, watching you run back to the field. The game doesn’t end much longer after that. After another aggressive tackle, Carol is finally benched, and you and Kate carried your team to a win. 

The team left you as you did an interview for the school’s news network, but not long after, you were drenched in water from the cooler, and you fell to your knees at the sensation. Wanda watched in amusement, not noticing Natasha leaving with Carol in her Jeep, and the fact that Emma and Scott left half an hour ago without telling her. 

“Shit!” She walked around the parking lot, even calling Vision because Pietro wouldn’t answer. “I’m sorry, darling, I’m not even in-I’m not even in town at the moment.” She sighs, muttering appreciation for even picking up. A beep startles her as the car she was standing by beeped. 

She was too shocked by the sound, that she didn’t notice you approaching. “Are you sure you’re not waiting for me this time?” The question startles her. She turns, sighing at your playful tone. “No. Um...I’m sorry for-My...” Friends wasn’t really a good word. “Emma and Nat...They-They left me here, my car is at home, so...” You nod. 

You could give her a ride. Jennifer was nowhere to be found after halftime, and you weren’t doing anything because you needed to rest despite your friends’ protests. “Uh...I could give you a ride, I think I remember where you live.” You shrug. Her eyes widened at the offer. “Seriously?” She cleared her throat to not seem so desperate to say. “Um. I-I don’t see why not...?” You smile, moving past to open the passenger door. 

“Ladies first.” She smiles back, sitting in the seat. 

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The ride was quiet, soft jazz you’d put on filling the silence. 

“Ya know...” Wanda looks up from her hands on her lap. “The last time we were this cordial...I could barely reach the pedal.” You say with a bright smile which seemed to be contagious as one spread on her face as well. “Do you still play the flute?” You ask suddenly, making her giggle. “Yeah. I’m in Advanced Band. Very fun.” She says, still looking forward. 

“Oh! That’s awesome, man. I don’t still play trombone, but I picked up guitar.” You smile, making her nod. “That’s nice.” As you reach a stoplight, you turn to her, giddy. “Did you like the game? I don’t know if I did good.” You were trying to resist wanting her approval, but you forgot that you were trying to ignore her. 

Talking to her like this felt like when you were just kids gossiping again. “Yeah! You were awesome. MVP of the night, even.” She exaggerates, but you not telling if she was joking, which she wasn’t, nod with a smile on your face. “Thanks.” There was a small bit of silence. 

“Do you still write songs?” These questions were throwing her off guard after the silent treatment she’d gotten for the past month. “Not really...”

“Why not?! You know my friend, Peter, he plays drums, and-and Bucky plays bass. You should totally make a band. Plus you can sing!” You suggest, making her laugh. “Oh, I don’t know...” You pull up to her street, turning into her community. 

“I forgot how fancy this place is.” You ride up to the gate, and wave to the guard. “Hi.” The man narrows his eyes, but Wanda leans beside you. “Hey, Jerry.” She waves, and the man lets you in. This community was actually very few houses, and more like divided property for about five or six properties for families. There were lakes, some properties had other houses, and sports courts. 

You and your family lived in an a bungalow on the rougher side of town. You’d finally gotten to her house, and noticed her father, Erik and the dean, Charles outside, smoking cigars it seemed like. “Thank you for the ride.” She says, taking you out of your staring at the men. 

“Yeah, no problem.” She almost leaned forward and gave you a thank you hug, but she decided against it. “I’ll see you Monday.”

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When you’d gotten home, you saw Jennifer on your porch, talking to your mom who was taking two mugs, and walking into the house. You parked, walking up the driveway. “Where were you?” She asked roughly, making you frown. 

“I could ask the same. I was dropping off a friend.” Friend. You hadn’t even meant to refer to Wanda as such, but it slipped out. “So Wanda is your friend now?” Your jaw clenches at her tone. “Are you jealous?” You chuckle. 

“You think this shit is funny? I was calling you for half an hour, Y/N. But I guess you were so enamored in Wanda’s red hair, and soft green eyes, that you couldn’t even answer your girlfriend’s calls, hmm?” You scoff. Your phone died when you left, and you’d given your charger chord to Kate, but of course she never returned things, so you turned on some old soundtrack CDs you’d left in your car. 

“My phone died, okay? I’m sorry.” She scoffs, brushing past you. “When you figure out how you actually feel, give me a call.”

“You’re being dramatic, nothing new of course.” 

“Fuck you, Y/N.”

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ease into it (pt. 7) - wanda maximoff

a/n: sorry this took so long. not feeling well, but i’m writing the 8th part, and i might end it after a few more🤷🏽‍♀️

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Today was the day.

You weren’t too excited as you once were. Wanda watched as you entered the theater and your classmates sat in their seats as well as the Advanced Theatre class. Your group was first, and they, including Jean, were worried about you.

Ms. Palmer gave you 15 minutes to practice offstage, and you sat quietly. “You good?” Darcy calls, making you nod. Wanda watched you sadly as the English teacher told you it was time.

You introduced the play, and it began. All of your scenes ran smoothly, and a few scenes had gotten a chuckle out of some of the students. Luckily, the lack of communication off stage between you and Wanda hadn’t affected the performance, and it almost went off without a hitch.

That was until the last scene. “I-I don’t understand?” You muttered in character. “I-“ “I think I like you.” was the line. “I’m in love with you!” A few gasps in the crowd would’ve made you giggle if you weren’t so confused. “Wanda, that’s not-“

You didn’t finish your sentence before she grabbed your face, placing you both in a kiss. Students thinking this was scripted cheered, but when she let you go, you were in shock. She stared back with wide eyes. “God, I’m sorry.” You stared back as she ran away.

After the shock wore off, you turned to the crowd. “Uh…thank you all. I-I hope you liked it.” You throw an awkward thumbs up, before running after her through the back. “Hey, what happened?” You ignored the question, taking off into the hallway.

When you began to look down each side of the corridor, you noticed Pietro run out from the the side entrance and over to you. “What was that?” He asks, making you shrug. “I-I have no idea…”

———

After looking for her, Pietro had to go back for his presentation, and you went with him.

Her car was gone from student parking, so it wasn’t too hard to comprehend that she just left school. You didn’t have her number, but Pietro’s attempts failed, and the two of you just let the day play out.

But days drew out.

Wanda only showed up for finals, ditched her friends, barely interacted with Pietro. For the next week, you stared at her desk, and sat in the library alone, hoping she would show. She didn’t.

You gave up hope after winter break started, and pushed the thoughts out of your mind. But you couldn’t help but think. Why would she do that? It was quite random, and then she just runs away with no explanation.

Wanda didn’t know why.

It was so embarrassing, and inappropriate, and you probably hated her. She wouldn’t blame you. It was stupid, kissing you like that.

She got caught up in the moment, and her feelings for you took over, but never again. She just isolated herself. She took her finals, and passed all of them thanks to you branching and helping her with other subjects. God, she had to stop thinking about you.

When she stayed for slightly longer one day, she was unfortunately confronted by Emma. It was a stupid argument, really. Wanda wanted space, and the bitch spread her business. “What is your deal, Wanda?”

“My deal is that when I call you and tell you I’m not coming because I need space, I’d expect you to be a real friend and not tell everybody my fucking business!”

“Well, maybe if you weren’t so fucking depressing all the time, this wouldn’t be an issue!” You tried not to watch from the other side of the quad, chewing into your sandwich.

Wanda didn’t even respond, simply walking away.

———

That was the last time you’d seen her for a while.

You’d gotten busy with work, but your new found friendship with Pietro has blossomed over that next few weeks.

You only saw Wanda once at the diner.

She was alone in the corner, sulking over a plate of food as she guzzles down her milkshake. You tried to act as though you hadn’t seen her, and she didn’t notice you. That was until her server clocked out, and tables were expanded and shifted, you took over her tables.

You held a tight smile, walking over to her table with her bill. “Is there anything else you’d like me to get you?” She stopped fidgeting with her phone, swallowing her saliva as she looked up at you. Your gaze didn’t waver as her lips quivered lightly.

“Um…no-no thank you.” She let out a sigh. You nodded lightly, going back to other tables. She watched you intently as you came out of your shy demeanor, and helped all customers.

Maybe the universe had it out for her.

There’s this and then a very brief text from Natasha that her and the girls didn’t see much need to continue this friendship. There was also yesterday when Pietro had told her about Vision spreading the video of her embarrassing you.

She only came here for a reason, and that was to apologize, maybe her week would get better afterwards.

———

She waited until later, deciding to walk around for a while, even taking a smoke break near the bridge. She looked down at the water, the sneaking urge to throw herself over it was strong.

It wasn’t long until she walked back, just in time to see you. You were looking for something in the back of your trunk when she approached. “Y/N?” You jumped at the voice, hitting your head on the door with a wince.

“Fuck!” You rubbed the back of your head, turning around. “Oh.” You pushed, heartbeat kicking up. Wanda gave a small pathetic wave, and you smiled back. “Hey. Are you coming back for more food? Cuz we’re closing early tonight, it’s supposed to snow.” Wanda was surprised you wanted to interact with her, but she didn’t cheat on you, so it wasn’t really her fault.

“No. I uh…I wanted to talk to you?” She shrugs, and you nod, tossing your bag in the back. “Okay. What’s up?”

She hesitated, fidgeting with her fingers. “I-I’m so sorry for lying to you. I-“ She was already crying, and couldn’t shake herself out of it. “I-I tried to-I wanted to be friends again, at least…because I missed you. I tried to salvage it, but I’ve done too much damage. And-And I’m making it about me now, because I always do that…Fuck.” She rubs her hands on her face, and you don’t know how to respond.

“I’m a horrible person, and I don’t deserve you. You’re so forgiving and patient. I love that about you. I love you.” By the look you were giving her, she assumed she was putting too much on you.

She didn’t care. She had to tell you.

“When you told me you liked me in 4th grade, I said I didn’t like you that way, but I lied. I didn’t know it, but I did. I only avoided you because I wanted validation, but I just wanted you.”

“Wanda-“

“I’m sorry.” She left and you hadn’t seen her since, which brought you to present day.

The break had finished, and you avoided Jennifer the whole time. Wanda missed you, wondering why she hadn’t just asked for you to forgive her. It was making her miserable inside.

And she was like that for the entirety of January. Sat in the back of the class, barely participated and never looked over at you.

The times she walked past you in the hallway had become frustrating, and every day Ms. Potts has given you a new tutee, you’d hoped it would be Wanda even though it was a little early in the semester for tutoring.

Ignoring you had almost worked…until Pietro had invited you to their birthday party on the 10th.

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eddie munson x male reader

plot: eddie tries to teach a frustrated reader how to play dnd, which leads to fluff. (i also have no idea how dnd works so bare with me!)

“eddie, this is making no sense to me.” you said as you looked over the sprawled out table filled with many cards. it had been about an hour since you said you were willing to learn how his favorite game worked, but it quickly became overwhelming. eddie had been trying to help you understand, but his information dumping had only made you frustrated.

“i know, but i’m trying to make it as simple as possible. let’s run over the basics!” he said, sitting next to you as he grabbed one of the cards out of your hands, which you gladly gave to him.

“you are a mage anddd…” reaching across the table to grab another card, he’d place it down in front of you. “you have two spells, a simple lightning bolt and a healing spell. you following so far?”

reluctantly, you nodded at his words. he picked up another card and placed it down. “this is another mage who is your opponent. you will battle him to level up your character. you okay with that?” looking down at the card he placed, and compared it to your own stack, you nodded hesitantly, really just confused with the numbers. no matter how hard you seemed to mask your confusion, it seemed that eddie could always tell.

“m/n, i know it can feel a little daunting, but at least tryyy.” he’d say in his little pleading voice. “i would love to have you come down to hellfire and amaze them with your witch-like powers, and good looks!” he’d say, getting close to you and rubbing his nose in your neck, which helped calm you down a bit. you did a little giggle and picked up your card, scanning it over again. you felt somewhat confident against the random mage he put you up against. “fine, i’ll fight this little booger or whatever.”

eddie pulled away from your neck and gave you a forehead kiss before he went to the other end of the table and grabbed a pair of dice. the table was very messy since eddie was a messy person, but the area around you was clean enough for him to throw the dice around. he’d read a small little passage from the little book of his, explaining the details of your encounter.

“you meet a small figure down the empty trail, he approaches you and pulls out a magical staff that seems to wield lots of power. he tells you to surrender your items or he’ll attack with no remorse. you can either: a: run away, or b: stay and fight. your choice?”

eddie looked up at you, staring into your eyes while you contemplated your options. “option b. i’ll fight him, i guess.”

“atta boy!” eddie would say, before continuing to read from the book. “the evil mage assumes a battle stance before recognizing your status. he senses something inside you, and flees.”

you gave a puzzled look but accepted the information anyway. “okay… well now that he’s gone, can we watch a movie?”

eddie gave a defeated sigh but still gave into your request, turning on the tv crawling onto the couch beside you. you two stayed like that all night until you fell asleep, huddled in eddie’s arms.

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regal ties - wanda maximoff

Summary: the reluctant princess meets the willing warrior.

Pairing: wanda maximoff x knight!female!reader, slight natasha romanoff x reader (eventually just platonic)

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young - wanda maximoff

a/n: I present to you another story adapted from a personal script! hope y’all enjoy this one. i do plan on this being ANOTHER wanda au series, i do have a canon divergence fic coming tho💁🏽‍♀️

Pairing: Actor!Wanda Maximoff x Actor!Musician!Reader

Feb. 2007

It was Wanda and Pietro’s 18th birthday, and all she wanted was to have a nice dinner with your brother and girlfriend. Fortunately they did, and it was fun. Since she was richer, it was easier to swindle drinks, and get what they all wanted. After they’d finished, they of course had an onslaught of paparazzi waiting for them.

“WANDA! ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT YOUR NEW TATTOOS?” Wanda smirked, turning around to reveal butterfly tattoo above her butt, another one on her stomach. Y/N stays behind as Pietro is still trying to move through, lighting a cigarette, and a microphone is shoved in her face.

“ARE YOU AWARE OF YOUR CONTRIBUTION TO THE DECLINE OF AMERICAN YOUTH BY SHOWCASING YOUR SMOKING HABITS IN PUBLIC?” She scoffs lightly, turning to the interviewer, and blows a billow of smoke in his face. Wanda bites her lip with a look of amusement, grabbing her girlfriend’s hand.

She looked at her in awe, laughing as they descend into the black car, Y/N sitting in the passenger’s seat. Pietro runs around the back, pushing some of the paparazzi out of the way.

He starts the car, looking over at Y/N. “You’re gonna be all over the news after that, Y/NN.” Wanda laughs as the car begins to move. Y/N rolls down the window as some of the paparazzi are lightly tapped by the car. The girl pokes her head out with a large fake smile.

“Can y’all move of the f****ng way? Thank you!” The exclamation makes you giggle as the car pulls off. The car drives silently down the highway as Wanda rests her chin on the back of Y/N’s seat as the two hold hands. It’s not long before they reach a private beach with a single house on it. Pietro pulls into the house’s driveway, before looking over to Y/N. Neither notice how Wanda has fallen asleep on the seat.  

:You girls be good, no sex on the love couch!” Pietro yells, making Y/N rolls her eyes, kissing Wanda’s hand as she exits the car to get into the trunk.

“It’s my house!” She yells as Pietro chuckles, but his thoughts move over to Wanda who softly snores, her neck in a weird angle. He softly taps her shoulders a few times, and she finally wakes up. Wanda blinks hard, rubbing her neck as she wakes up. 

“Hmm?” Her brother smiles, pushing her, making her eyes widen with sleep. “We’re here, shorty.” Her face goes from tired and shocked, to a face of recognition as she looks over at the beach house. “Oh! Okay, thank you, Pietro.” She leans up, giving him a hug that he happily returns. 

“Love you, chubbers.” Wanda groans, opening the door. As she does, she lightly taps Y/N’s butt. Y/N giggles lightly, before lugging their stuff up the small set of stairs. Wanda walks behind her, waving to her brother through the window. 

“Love you, too. Tell Monica I said hi.”  He gives her an air kiss, before looking over at Y/N. “Bye, Bye, Wandy!” Y/N turns away from opening the door to wave over at him. He pulls out of the driveway as Y/N finally opens the door, and Wanda grabs some of their stuff, walking into the house. 

She uses her bicep to turn on the light, and it works the first time, allowing her to see the living room, as she walks into their shared room, dropping the bags in there. When she walks back, she watches Y/N. Her eyes wander as the older girl pours a bottle of alcohol into a separate cup. A smile graced her lips, as she kicked off her shoes, but neatly placed them at the top of the pit. 

“You don't wanna sleep?” After the partying and heat equally tiring her out, she was utterly exhausted. Y/N chuckles with her back to Wanda, before walking over to the pit barefoot. She smiles over at Wanda who sits on the couch before accepting the drink. "You just slept.” Wanda takes a sip before placing it on the coffee table. 

“I know, but I’m still tired. I just want us to relax, ya know?” Y/N groans, sitting down. “We can watch a movie, maybe?” Y/N suggests with a shrug. Wanda sighs, taking a sip of the water. She smiles, kissing Y?N on the cheek, thankful she only got alcohol for one. “I love you.” Y/N smiles wide, looking down at Wanda’s eyes. 

They flutter lightly as she lets out a soft breath. Rubbing her shoulder, she sighs, noticing just how tired Michelle was. “Ok, we can go lay down. Let’s get you to bed, grandma.” Wanda chuckles, not even throwing back a retort as she lets Y/N drag her to the room. When they get to the room, Wanda collapses onto the bed, her head hitting the soft pillow with a moan from her lips. 

Y/N walks away for a few seconds to grab a blanket from the closet. When she goes back to the bed, her lips quirk in a small grin as Wanda is already sound asleep. She walks over to the bed, placing the blanket on Wanda before placing a soft kiss on her head.

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to everyone, i’m sorry if you’re waiting for me to update ease into it, i’m just taking to myself, but i’m almost done with chapter nine!💁🏽‍♀️