Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Wanda Maximoff: Strong

Word Count: 1194

You were supposed to be strong. It was one of your defining character traits. You took pride in your strength, which is why you didn't like to let people see you at your weakest.

Currently, you were there.

You had failed a solo mission. They thought it was going to be a simple extraction, but turns out the enemies were expecting it. So it was you against all of them.

You fought until you couldn't fight anymore. You fought like if you didn't you'd die. By the time backup came, you were unconscious.

People were dead. Old, young, women, children; all dead because of you. At least that's how you felt. You had to leave the tower, your friends would try to comfort you, and you felt as though you didn't deserve it.

Thor could've done it, Wanda could've, Tony, Steve, Natasha, Bruce, hell probably even Clint, but you failed. You had innocent blood on your hands and that broke you internally. In your mind, there was no one to blame, but yourself.

You had been glued to the couch in your rarely used apartment. The last time you moved, being a mystery to yourself. The days bled into each other. The first few days, your phone rang relentlessly, but you never answered. It would probably still be ringing now if you didn't let it die.

There was a loud knocking on your door that brought you out of your head. You planned to ignore it.

" Don't you dare leave me standing out here all day, Y/n," Wanda's voice was muffled from the other side of the door, but still very recognizable.

You were reluctant to get off of the couch, but you couldn't leave her outside. All of your bones cracked as you got up from the couch. Your feet dragged on your way to the door.

You turned the lock and made your way back to the couch. Wanda let herself in, following after you. The apartment was cleaner than she expected. It looked as though nothing had been touched.

" I came to check on you."

" I'm fine," your response was short.

Wanda's eyes stayed on your figure," I brought you some food."

" Not hungry."

Wanda tried again," It's homemade. It's one of my favorites from Sokovia."

You relented a bit," You made it for me?"

The red head nodded," I did."

That's all it took for you to make your way to your dining table. Wanda sat the plate in front of you. After the first bite, you began devouring the food. You were uncertain when the last time you ate was, but you did know the food was delicious, and you were starving.

" You haven't been eating," Wanda spoke like it was a fact.

You were going to dispute it, but she had more to say," Or showering. Have you even moved from the couch?"

You stared down at the empty plate of food," It's great to see you too, Wanda."

" Stop deflecting and come on," she took your hand, dragging you away from the table.

She brought you into the master bedroom that you had yet to sleep in. You watched as she pulled out some pajamas from your drawers. She shoved them in your arms," Go shower."

" But-"

" No buts, Y/n. Except your butt in the shower."

Against every fiber of will in your body, you went into the master bathroom. The shower felt huge when you stepped inside. Almost as if it was going to swallow you whole. When the water touched your skin, you let out a heavy sigh. You needed this.

When you got out of the shower, you slipped on the pajamas and made your way back into the room. Wanda was in your bed, wearing your pajamas, watching something on the tv.

" So I take it you aren't leaving?"

She shook her head," Not a chance. Now, come get in the bed."

When your back hit the mattress, your body was grateful. The material was much more pleasant than the couch.

Once you were in the bed, Wanda moved closer to you and her hand rested on yours. You didn't intend for it to happen, but your head landed in her lap. Her other hand ran through your hair, soothing your worries.

" Talk to me, Y/n."

You let out a large breath," What do you want me to say? I failed everyone. People died because of me, Wanda."

" People died because of the bad guys. They died because the intel we had was wrong. Sending you on that mission by yourself was a mistake, but not because of your capabilities. It was too much pressure," she explained what you already knew deep down.

" You could've saved everyone," you muttered in her lap.

" I have powers, which aren't always reliable. I would've done the same thing you did; my best."

" I just-fuck," you felt the tears streaming down your cheeks. You tried to angrily wipe the tears, but Wanda stopped you.

She gently wiped them from your face, which made you cry even more. She repositioned your body so that she could hold you. Your head was buried in her chest and her arms were holding you in place.

" I'm supposed to be strong," it was a sob escaping your lips.

Wanda moved, so she could be face to face with you," Detka, you are strong. The strongest person I know."

" I failed those people, and all I want to do is sit here and cry about it. I've tried so hard not to cry, but it just hurts."

" It's ok to cry. It's ok to mourn them. You are allowed to feel, Y/n. Your emotions don't make you weak, they make you human."

You rest your forehead against hers, causing her breath to hitch," You always know what to say."

Your eyes were closed, but Wanda's searched every inch of your features," I think I just know you."

" Or you've been reading my thoughts."

Wanda smiles," Maybe I have."

" What am I thinking right now?"

That's when Wanda couldn't take it anymore. Her lips surged forward, capturing yours. Her lips were gentle as they melded with yours. They felt delicate against your slightly chapped lips. She didn't care, she just wanted to keep kissing you.

" You were thinking about kissing me," she spoke breathlessly after her lips detangled from yours.

" I guess you were thinking the same thing," your smile was plastered widely across your face.

" I have been for a while now," she blushed and turned to look away from you.

You snuggled into her further," Thank you for coming. I needed it, I needed you."

" I'll always be there when you need me Detka," she kissed the top of your head.

You let out a relaxed sigh and mumbled against the skin of her neck," Don't tell the other's that I'm a softie."

Wanda chuckled," I'll tell them you're my softie."

" I guess that doesn't sound too bad," your eyes began to drift close and you let out a large yawn.

Once your breathing was steady Wanda placed a soft kiss on your neck," My big softie."