Spider Fucks

Wanda

Wanda Maximoff's life was one of undeniable tragedy. Orphaned alongside her brother as children, drawn into Hydra's clutches, their hatred used and fed into and twisted up inside of them until they became willing experiments. Finding out it was all a lie, finding out she'd been wrong for so long… her brother dying shortly after…

Yes, while Wanda had made plenty of mistakes along the way, there was no denying that the universe itself almost seemed to have it in for her. So really, she hadn't been all that surprised when Vision had died during the battle against Thanos. It almost felt like par for the course. Oh sure, Wanda had screamed and raged when Thanos tore the Mind Stone out of her beloved's forehead, most certainly killing Vision in the process.

Her anger, her fury… they'd manifested into the power that had ultimately torn the Mind Stone right out of Thanos' gauntlet. Wanda had been one of several attacks from a variety of people that had fully finished Thanos off for good. But while part of her had raged and screamed in fury when Vision died, another part of her, far quieter, had wallowed in despair and self-pity, had looked at the corpse of her beloved and thought 'par for the course'.

Because it really was. In her heart of hearts, deep down inside, Wanda had come to truly believe that she wasn't meant to be happy. She'd come to realize that it was her fate to be ruined and tragic forever and ever. Be it her own fault or just the way the universe operated, Wanda Maximoff was not allowed to be happy, not allowed to find contentment or love. That was just the way it was.

However, she wasn't suicidal. She wasn't the type of person to willingly seek death, no matter how much tragedy piled up on her. Perhaps solitude, that would have been nice, but alas, even now it seemed that she had friends who refused to allow herself to sequester herself away. Namely, one friend who even after everything that happened still seemed to want to make time for her.

Natasha Romanova had been like the big sister Wanda never had, before everything had gone down between Steve and Tony, and then everything that had happened with Thanos. While they had started out as enemies during the Ultron Incident, they'd ended it as comrades, two members of the 'new' Avengers that Steve had assembled at the time.

The crimson-haired super spy had been there for Wanda in that time between, she'd done her best to help support Wanda while the younger woman grieved Pietro's death. Wanda had latched onto Natasha then, until ultimately, she'd found Vision and fallen in love with him. Now, with his loss, it seemed like Natasha realized she was needed once more.

Though Wanda had to admit, this wasn't precisely what she expected when Natasha invited her over to dinner. Oh, the red head had gone so far as to say that they wouldn't be alone and that she would be inviting another 'troubled youth' around as well, but Wanda hadn't expected it to be the young Peter Parker, aka Spider-Man. Something she'd only learned after the events of Thanos' attack on New York and the Earth.

To be fair, beyond his involvement in the 'Civil War', Spider-Man was so far off Wanda's radar that it wasn't even funny. But after all was said and done, even she was surprised to learn that the man behind the mask wasn't really a man at all, but a boy. And Peter was a boy, at least in Wanda's eyes, even if she and he were far closer in age than he and Natasha were.

Not that that seemed to be stopping the red head. Wanda was honestly being distracted from her grief and despair by sheer confusion at the moment, given what was happening right before her eyes. Dinner had started out nicely enough, with an actual official meeting between Wanda and Peter before they'd all sat down at the table. Natasha had actually cooked, which even when they were Avengers together, she hadn't done, so that was a little surprising, seeing the gorgeous femme fatale being almost… domestic.