persephoneintheflesh
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18, poet, libra, Wanda Maximoff’s wife.
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i was not made for hookup culture, i was made for the most soul crushing experience ever. i was born to feel everything entirely and endlessly. i was made to feel everything deeply
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😵💫😵💫
when the teasing goes from cute and innocent to ‘oh that turned you on, didn’t it?’
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OH MY GODDDDDD 😵💫😵💫 I NEED HER SO BADDDDD
I cannot get the thought of Mommy Wanda fucking my face out of my head like... it would just be so perfect
Her telling you to lay down and adjust yourself on the bed until your head is hanging off the edge. You see the scarlet enchanted strap come into view and smile, knowing that Wanda has enchanted it so she can feel everything.
She's already throat trained you, so you're more than ready to deepthroat her strap. She would start to finger you, enjoying the way you clench and leak around her as she starts thrusting her strap down your throat.
UGh her evil little chuckles when you gag and she feels you clench even tighter around her fingers, her faux pity voice telling you to just "Relax and take Mommy's cock" while you squirm beneath her.
Her other hand wrapped around your throat while she uses it for her own pleasure, groaning when she can feel the tip of her strap bulging under her grip as she fucks you.
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#>_<# need
subspace and finger-fucking. thats the post
“sh, let me do the thinking for you, love.”
“you’re doing so good, letting me take care of you.”
“who’s my good girl? that’s right, you’re my good girl.”
“did i say you could do that?”
“you can’t even speak, hm? only let out the prettiest, most breathtaking moans for me? that’s okay, love, i love those.”
“are you so spaced out? my princess looks so pretty for me.”
“god, your pussy is just sucking in my fingers, what if i add more, hm? oh, someone likes that idea.”
“does that feel good? do you need me to go faster, hm?”
“aw, look at you. such a moaning, pathetic mess for me. i bet you feel so good, my fingers in your pussy, rubbing right there, while my thumb is circling your clit. just going faster and faster and faster.”
“you’re so loud, princess. i wonder what the neighbors think, of you practically screaming as i fuck you. i wonder if they can hear how soaked you get when i curl my fingers inside of you.”
“aw, is my girl close? you look like you want to come so bad for me, your hands are just gripping the sheets.”
“go ahead, you know what do to do-ask me if you can come. oh, such a good girl for me, so polite.”
“i’m sorry baby, i just love seeing you so adorable like this. stretched out, dripping onto my hand, head back moaning my name.”
“yes, go ahead, come for me, pretty girl.”
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How to stop looking for a mother figure in every female teacher no borax no glue
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When is it my turn to enter a homoerotic situationship with a milf?
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Happy Mother’s Day to every single fictional tragic mother figure I have ever loved :(
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I need to call her Mommy like I actually NEED to
this picture makes me feel things (i need her so badly)
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OH MY GOD!!!!!
Being forced to cockwarm mommy Wanda while she works. She plays with you at any opportunity she gets and scolds you when you start getting too needy and can't help but to buck your hips up, your whines slowly turning into moans.
“Stay still. I didn’t tell you to move.”
“Hush sweetheart, mommy has work to do.”
“Tsk, this wet already?”
She keeps you like that for hours, denying you any real pleasure. She teases you the entire time with fleeting touches, soft kisses to your neck and with the occasional buck of her hips. You're almost losing your mind as you get forced to take everything that's given to you but there's nothing else you can do other than be a good girl for your mommy and make her proud.
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Oh my GOD.
humping mommy wanda’s leg during sleep and making sweet low whining while the bed is all wet
ohhhh god >_<
this reminds me of a draft i once wrote about humping mommy wanda’s leg but never posted….. which i will put below the cut :33
cw: nsfw obvi, ends very very abruptly cause… it’s a draft.. thigh riding, d/s, mommy kink, lotsss of talk about strap :3
“mommy?” you whimper, your head lolling to the side to rest softly on your pillow. you were making soft whining noises and clenching your thighs together, your body squirming with pent-up arousal.
wanda rested beside you, her back leant on the headboard of your bed while she read one of her books. her hand was spread, holding the pages open with her fingers as she turned her head to look at you. she had small wrinkles on her forehead from focusing on the page that quickly dissolved when her eyes met yours, gaze softening instantly.
“what is it, angel?” she said, pressing an index finger to the bridge of her reading glasses to push them up. when you didn’t reply and only looked at her with a trembling lip and foggy eyes, wanda’s expression faltered slightly, molding into one of light concern.
she straightened, picking up her bookmark from her beside table and slipping it between the pages before softly closing her book. she placed it down back onto the surface with her glasses atop of it and patted her lap gently.
“come here, baby. come sit on mama’s thigh.”
you quickly scurried over to her, lowering yourself down onto one of her thighs and whimpering when your clothed cunt pressed against her skin.
wanda hummed in thought and looked at the clock before turning back to you. “it’s so late! what’s a little girl like you doing up at this hour, hm?” she cooed, rubbing soothing circles on your back.
it was late. it was late, and you were so frustrated, and you needed wanda so badly that you took handfuls of her shirt and tugged on her.
“what’s the matter, bunny?” she reiterated, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “come on, tell mommy.”
“need your help,” you all but mewled, jerking your hips and moaning out softly. “i’m feeling so achy… it hurts.”
wanda registers immediately, your words sinking in like quicksand as her palms fell to your hips, rubbing softly at your skin. “oh, bunny, it does?” she feigned innocence, her face adorned in an expression of false concern. “is my little girl all sticky down there, hmm? need mommy to make it better?” she teased.
wanda’s voice was sweet, and she was speaking slowly, and she sounded so maternal that your pussy twitched and your fists tightened around her shirt. your eyes squeezed shut in order to focus on keeping still on her lap, making tiny sounds as you begin to slip slowly into subspace. you nod, your cheeks flushing a deep pink as your eyes begin to glaze over.
“that’s a good girl. just let mommy take care of you, honey.” wanda purred, pulling your panties to the side and brushing your clit with the pad of her thumb. you nearly sobbed at the feeling, your entire body stiffening while you clenched around nothing. wanda paused in thought, piercing her bottom lip with her teeth and running gentle fingers through your sticky pussy lips.
“god, you have such a pretty pussy, sweetheart,” she awed, groaning at the sight of your glistening folds as you practically dripped onto her thigh. you peered up at the older woman, taking her appearance in as much as you could before your brain switched off entirely. long, red locks spilled messily over her shoulders, her teeth slightly clenched in lust as pale green eyes zeroed out on your pussy. ivory skin glimmered in the dim light in which was the lamp on your bedside table, and the apples of her cheeks were prominent and pink.
“i think it would look especially sweet stuffed full of mama’s cock, bunny. don’t you think?” wanda suddenly proposed, rubbing slow, steady circles on your twitching bundle of nerves. “i bet you’d look so cute all stretched out around it, hm?”
wanda’s impromptu, casual mention of wanda’s strapon that lay in her bedside drawers collecting dust sent you into a daze, one that had your head spinning and your mouth dropping open. she knew you were nervous to use it, insisting that it was too big, or you’d be too full, though wanda craved nothing more than to hold down her sweet little girl and force her cock in your hole whether you liked it or not.
the mere idea of it forced your eyebrows to knit together, letting out a long, whiny moan before lolling forward and dropping your head limply onto her shoulder. you buried your face into her neck and wiggled your hips in growing need. wanda merely smiled, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before swiping her tongue along the shell of your ear.
with her gentle arms wrapped around your body; one around the space of your back, pulling you impossibly closer to her, and one rounding your hips, she purred slowly - softly, enveloping you entirely within herself, basking you in a sweet, warm haze.
“do you think you could fit mommy’s cock in your hole, baby? do you think you could be a good girl and take it even if it was too big? even if you told mama that it was too much, that you were too full, you’d still take it wouldn’t you, honey?”
you parted your lips to respond, though as wanda pulled your body closer, canting your hips forward in the process, your thoughts were knocked quickly from your brain, scattering everywhere, like a broken jigsaw. your cunt brushed firmly against the skin of her thigh and you quivered.
wanda hummed softly, like one would coo a small child. “come on baby, answer me. i know you can do it, you’re a smart girl. say, ‘yes, mama. i’d take your cock like a good girl.’”
“yes, mama —” the strangled words came out almost robotically, mewling her name and burying your face further into her neck. you could feel her pulse beneath your lips, her heartbeat thumping increasingly quickly. “i’d take your cock, like.. like such a good girl,”
“that’s right!” wanda praised you, kissing your head. “my sweet girl is so clever.” the bright smile that painted wanda’s features filled you with pride, as did the high, sweet pitch of her voice that expressed pure adoration. her praise always caused your heart grow heavy, the fulfilment of her validation warming your body and spreading through it like wildfire.
“mommy know you would, honey. you’d take it with no complaints, wouldn’t you? no crying or whining?” you nodded pathetically in response, a whine forcing itself from your throat as wanda delivered a small slap to your pussy before holding your hips in both hands with a steady grip. she paused in thought for a moment before continuing. “but for now… mama would like you to grind your pussy on her thigh, honey. would you like that? wanna get mommy’s leg all nice and wet, baby?”
you respond by immediately canting forward, your clit rubbing deliciously against her soft skin. “good girl, just like that,” she praised you, eyes dilated and clouded in awe.
“uppp,” she purred, slowly guiding your hips to move forwards, “and downnn.” wanda repeated, moving them backward, forcing you to move at the pace she wanted, pressing a small kiss to the tip of your nose.
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This this this this this 😖😖😖
i wanna be wandas pillow princess sooo bad. like im buried in pillows with her on top of me making me cry and overstimulating me and then the aftercare's gonna be sooo bomb
REAL AND TRUE ❤️❤️❤️
she’d cup your face and wipe your tears with her thumbs before pulling your head into her chest and letting u suckle on her nipple <3 whispering praises into your ear about how well you took mommy, that it’s all over now, and to just relax nd let mama take care of all the big, hard thinking :(((
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AWWW I NEED HER SO BADDDDDD
ok just had the cutest thought!! So I’m not rlly into pet play for myself EXCEPT in a few very specific circumstance such as this!! Can’t get this out of my head!! 💗💗😵💫🤭😇😇🥰😵💫😵💫
Being busy on Easter means you have to run a lot of errands, and Wanda is at home baking something or maybe making brunch. When you get home, she’s welcomes you with a big hug and says in such a warm voice, “I have a small surprise for you, sweet girl!”
Going up to your shared bedroom, there is a light pink bag with a white bow in the center of the bed. Urging you to open it, Wanda’s cheeks are becoming a deeper shade of rosy pink as the seconds tick away. Pulling out a beautiful set of white, lacy lingerie you can’t help but take a peek at her expression and see how dilated her eyes have gotten. “There are two more surprises in the bag, beloved,” she urges on, and you reach in and pull out a beautiful headband with lamb ears and a small golden collar engraved with “Mama’s little lamb.”
The rest of the day is relaxing as the two of you lounge around, you trying all of the things Wanda baked- many of which are Sokovian dishes that her mother taught her how to make- and watching sitcoms together.
RAHH I NEED HER SO BADDDD OMG like I actually need this and need her so bad I don’t even know how to properly describe it MMM JUST WANT MAMA!!!!!!!!!!
Xoxo
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AWWHWHHH THIS THOUGHT :(((
wanda’s cheeks getting more flushed in anticipation SHES SO BABY <33
the collar DOES have a little bell on it too that she finds herself idly flicking with her index finger throughout the day because she just finds you so cute :3 she raises her shoulders to her ears and scrunches up her nose in adoration when she first sees you in your ‘outfit’, smoothing down your hair and cupping your cheeks nd telling you how much mama just knew you’d look so sweet for her <333
the sokovian dishes she made with her mother … oh my god </33 she would blush a deep red when you complimented her food and hold her palm to her chest as she’d be so touched that you enjoyed them just as much as she did when she was young :[ WAAAA
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NEED HER SO BAD ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY
Can’t stop thinking of Mommy Wanda running her hands through my hair while I’m sitting an her lap and then she just pulls my hair out of nowhere. So reassuring and praising and then the contrast between her words and her actions would make me whine instantly.
Also hiiii!! Can I be 🐑 anon?
hai! 🐑 nonnie <3
mommy wanda with the combo of praise with the sweetest of talk and her harsh grip on your hair, which is in the complete contrast to her gentle words! this is making me dizzy 😵💫.
mommy wanda having you there on her lap straddling her hips as you face her, enjoying a little heated and messy make out session when her hands are rested on your hips gently drawing reassuring patterns with her thumbs, while yours are wrapped around her nech and you're pulling her impossibly closer to you. and with each time she pulls away from the kiss she whispers in so much tenderness words of praise and her pet names for you, all whilst looking at you so lovingly it melts your heart... it all makes you whimper so adorably closing your eyes and hiding your face behind your hands because how embarrassed you are when she can, and with simple words reduce you to nothing but a whining mess, and at that wanda's hand trail up from your hips up to your hair where she graps you harshly and tugging your head back so she can have a full view of her effects on you >< only to find your face all blushy and flushed and lips swollen from her kisses. wanda is satisfied.
"my dear little angel, be good for mama and let me see how good im making you feel, hm."
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I need her so badly it’s not even funny
more neighbor!wanda plssss
for u nonnie !<3
neighbor wanda hcs pt. 2. . . ｡*ﾟ+ [mdni]
( warning: face slapping)
sfw:
- calls you "sweetheart" so often it's engrained in your brain. the first time she said it your face heated up so fast you didn't even have time to register what was happening.
- kisses you on the forehead. maybe she's oblivious to how fast your heart speeds up or how trembly your hands get — but either way she never lets a day go by where her red lipstick isn't imprinted on your skin.
- bakes with you! you're a terrible cook but she's a damn good baker. teaches you how to make her secret chocolate chip cookies, even lets you lick the chocolate off the spoon.
- wears your clothes. it's quite hilarious to see this 40 year old woman in a hoodie with your favorite band on it. she insists on wearing them in the winter season, claiming her woven sweaters weren't warm enough. they were; she just wanted something that smelled like you.
nsfw:
- spanks you and makes you count them. very strict when it comes to following the rules so it's no surprise one of your punishments is a spanking. over her knee and skirt dropped to your ankles, she smacks you with fierce dominance. "count." she instructs, expecting nothing but obedience from you.
- likes seeing you cry and will do whatever it takes to get you there. stretch you out with a strap bigger than any you've ever taken? done. spank your clit till its all red and sensitive? her favorite. overstimulate your poor icky cunt until you're completely fucked out? definitely.
- can be mean and a little manipulative. coaxes you into letting her see you naked for the "first" time. obviously she's watched you undress, heard you yell her name when you touch yourself at night. she's no fool, she knows exactly what you need. "just a dumb little girl, hm? let me see your precious body, honey. don't you wanna make me happy? make mommy happy?" how could you ever deny her? she'd definitely take her time groping your bare skin, appreciating every square inch of you. and when she's done looking. . . she's gonna fuck your brains out for even letting anyone see you like this before her.
- fingers you lazily while on important phone calls. she noticed how needy you were, knew you were just a desperate slut that needed attention. wanda pulls you onto her lap and instructs you to, "stay quiet or i'll stop." abuses the hell out of your clit making it damn near impossible to remain silent. her hand is relentless, adding one, two, three fingers to the mess of your cunt. "mommy please i can't -" you'd whisper, trying to contain your moans. her fingers would slip out of you so fast it feels like whiplash. even more than the slap she plants on your face. this is a warning. one more sound and she stops touching you completely.
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IM SO NORMAL FOR HER (I’m fucking INSANE I NEED HER I JUST WANNA HUG HER AND AND AHHH)
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This this this this this this this
I bet Mommy Wanda would be so soft and caring if you work overtime. Working way more hours than normal, and you're so exhausted.
Just coming home and melting into her arms. Your body is so tense and hurts. So Wanda, has you lay on your stomach on the bed, removing your shirt. She straddles your waist, starting to massage the tense muscles. She can't help as she goes lower, pushing your pants down. She wants you to completely relax giving into her completely.
She slowly fucks you with her strap. Watching with each orgasm she pulls out of you, your brain melting with no thoughts in your head. She loves being rough with you, but on days like this, she knows that you need her gentle side.
By the end, you're just so far in your sub space. She washes you gently in a bath before drying you off and putting comfy pajamas on you. When you make it into the bed, you're whining for her even though she is right there. She crawls in, and you're instantly crawling on top of her and nuzzling into her chest for more comfort. She knows what you want, so she guides your head to her chest, and you instantly wrap your lips around her nipple and suckle. Soon, you fall asleep, and she isn't far behind you.
Not me needing this so bad cause I've worked a shit ton of overtime. I'm tired and need her.
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Oh. My. God.
Sucking on mommy Wanda’s strap, going at your own pace. Wanda’s hand makes its way to the top of your head, fingers tangling with your hair and pulling you closer.
Your eyes shoot open in surprise, eyes watering as the strap roughly hits the back of your throat. Wanda’s moans grow louder, and you watch through unshed tears as she throws her head back in pleasure.
Just… mommy Wanda using your throat as a flesh light for her enchanted strap and being able to feel everything.
“Good girl, that’s right stick your tongue out for mommy.”
“Fuck, baby. You’re doing so well, letting mommy use your throat like this.”
“Aww, don’t cry sweetheart. Mommy’s almost done, just keep still.”
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