Marvel One-Shots

After Highschool

Wanda Maximoff and Female Reader (slightly nsfw)

She was the one who got away, at least in your teen years, she was.

During highschool, she had been your biology lab partner. Wanda was comedic, warm-hearted and intelligent- you admired her, and so did everybody else. Teachers and students alike flocked to Wanda because of her knowledge and beauty. She was the most gorgeous girl you had ever set your eyes upon.

You tried to make your way through school undetected, just how you liked it in middle school- but you yearned for her to notice you. Sure, you would talk in the lesson, but outside of it? Absolutely not. Wanda was popular, and you were not! Her friends reminded you of that every day.

"Outcast." "Loner." "Reject."

They shouted it at you as if you didn't already know. Tumbling from their mouths, the words would slither towards you and dig themselves into your brain until you believed them. You were an outcast, lonely and only had hardly any friends. For what reason? You were incredibly outspoken and opinionated during your junior year.

What were you supposed to do? Sit back and let racist pricks, patriarchal dipshits and sexist assholes walk the halls undetected? Fuck no. God forbid you had morals and a few brain cells. If no one else was going to stand up for what was right, then you were going to.

When you put your hand up in class, everyone groaned knowing they were going to get an earful of your investigated and researched "nonsense". Everyone would roll their eyes and whisper behind your back. Most of the time, you didn't care. Until Wanda started doing it, too.

From then on, your liberal wisdom died out in your brain and you stopped talking back altogether. Teachers would give you questioning glances when you didn't speak up in class, and the boys took advantage of your silence- bad-mouthing women to no end. Normally, you would question if they were straight (being straight, and a misogynist made no sense to you), or if they knew they came from a vagina.

But you didn't have the energy anymore. Not after Wanda's betrayal cut so deep.

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The senior year passed quickly. When you didn't have friends and studied hard, the time seemed to pass with ease. The incessant comments were still a regular occurrence in your life, and you hardly spoke to Wanda anymore- you asked to work on your own in biology. Wanda asked you why once, but you blew her off saying that she shouldn't worry and that you just learned better by yourself.

You never felt her comforting presence after that. You would walk into the science classroom with your head down and your stare directed away from her. Wanda always wondered why you abandoned her- she was the only one to tell her friends to shut up when they talked shit about you. Maybe you got confused and thought she had joined in?

Throughout your graduation ceremony, you stole glances at your lost love (love she did not know about) with regret. You had lost your chance, and this was the last time you would ever see her. She never had the chance to clear her name or apologise, and she wouldn't have the chance. You walked away from the service, with your diploma in hand and your heart in tatters.

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The night had been long. Stood up on a date and now prowling the isles of the local grocery store in search of some ice cream. The last thing you expected to be doing on your Saturday evening.

Sitting at the restaurant, on your own, when all you wanted to do was go back to your extremely expensive apartment (which you had worked incredibly hard for), had been incredibly exhausting.

Four years at college had been worth it. You were now the most influential female lawyer in the world. You sorted the most important cases to bust through your firm's doors and won them every time. Helping exploited women was your passion- the relieved look on their faces once the trial was over was like taking a shot of serotonin. So was the six-figure salary.