marvel one-shots // avengers x reader

Family Issues~ Wanda Maximoff

TW: mentions of abuse

3 days ago

"YOU'RE SO FUCKING UNGRATEFUL," my mother yelled at me. We had never had much money and things were tight at the moment. Being an avenger didn't really pay well, but it was nice to have emotional support from the team.

I had to share a room with my mother, it sucked but I was used to it. My sister got her own room as she was a perfect child. On track to being a doctor, she skipped her first year of university as she apparently was too smart for it.

I on the other hand, was a disappointment.

I was gay and dropped out of university. That just screams failure to my mother. It sucked but I never complained about it.

When I was about two, my mother got a boyfriend called Chris. He's been hitting me for years, he's also sexually abused me multiple times.

After about 5 years, he moved in and I was left to sleep in the living room every night, which was frustrating when Chris would bring home friends and drink with them when I just wanted to sleep.

I got a call that night that I was needed for a mission, when we got back Tony told me I could stay in the tower for the night as I couldn't be bothered going home.

I went to Wanda's room and slept in her bed with her. I lay my head on her chest, listening to her steady heartbeat. Tears began slipping down my face but I hid them so Wanda wouldn't see, I fell asleep thinking about everything going on in my life.

I woke up the next morning and reached my arms out and tried to find Wanda's warmth but to no avail. "Babe?" I called out, my eyes still shut.

"Yes, baby?" I heard her voice as she exited her en suite. "M'cold," I told her. She picked me up and carried me downstairs, ignoring my protests.

"Good morning sleepyhead," Natasha cooed when she saw us. I groaned loudly and all the avengers in the kitchen laughed.

Wanda sat on a chair and sat me on her lap, feeding me pancakes. "So, y/n, how would you feel about moving into the tower permanently?" Tony asked me.

My eyes lit up at the thought of getting away from home, and joining a new family. "Yeah, I would like that," I smiled up at Tony.

I had never opened up to anyone on the team about my family life, afraid they might judge me for coming from a background unlike theirs.

Present day

I put my last box of stuff into the back of one of Tony's cars and got into the passenger seat. My mother and Chris were very unhappy about me leaving, yet again calling me ungrateful.

I told them they couldn't stop me and left. Wanda placed her hand on my thigh as we drove to the tower. "Hey, what's on your mind?" Wanda asked me. I didn't answer and I could feel her scanning my mind to see what was making me feel so down.

"Y/n, why did you never tell us?" she asked. "Because I was scared everyone would judge me," I told her, tears streaming down my face.

"Nobody would ever judge you, everyone at the tower loves you," she told me. Whenever anyone on the team was feeling down, they would come to me because they claimed I gave great hugs. I wasn't complaining I never got affection from anyone else.

Wanda's POV

Y/n was such a good listener, it never occurred to me that while everyone went to her about their problems, that she never went to anyone about her's.

We drove home in silence, I really wanted to talk to her about everything but I knew she wasn't currently in the mood to discuss it.

I helped bring her things into the room next to mine, a couple of the guys coming to help. I sat on her bed while she put shirts in her closet, "talk to me y/n, please."

"There's nothing to say, you saw what happened and I told you why I didn't tell anyone," she told me.

"I'm just glad you're here now, and I can keep you safe," I smiled at her. She turned around and I could see her fighting back tears, I pulled her into a tight hug, walking to my room and laying on my bed with her.

She rest her head on my chest and began to cry, sobs wracking her body. "You're okay, baby, you're safe here now. I've got you,"i cooed in her ear softly.

She laced her fingers with mine, "thank you for being here for." I kissed her knuckles gently, "no need to thank me, baby. It's what I'm here for."