Wanda Maximoff Oneshots

The Rainbow Connection.

Well today was a bit crappy. I found out that the girl I had a crush on was straight, I dropped my lunch on the floor, and had like three tests i forgot to study for. But, the world must go on so here's a new chapter.

Thank you to Kylarecel for this request. This was actually really fun to write. On to the story.
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"Listen up everyone. We got a new recruit, so don't be weird. Y/n come on in." Tony called out into the hallway. You nodded and walked into the room, wving to the few people who were sitting in the room.

"This obviously isn't everyone. Other half is still on a mission." Tony explained before taking a seat.

"Go on, introduce yourself." A woman with mid-length wavy hair said.

"Hello, I'm Y/n. I have telekinesis, energy manipulation, and a form of neuroelectric interfacing which basically gives me the ability to read thoughts-" you said before a man polishing a bow cut you off.

"Hey that's what Wanda has. What color is yours?" He said. You frowned a bit.

"I don't know." You answered honestly. You couldn't see colors. You never could. It was your soulmate tie. You waited for so many years, at this point you had just given up on ever seeing colors.
"Hey wait a minute, Wanda can't see-" Bow and arrow man tried to say before the woman with mid-length wavy hair slapped a hand over his mouth.

"Not another syllable." She said in a threatening voice.

"How about we get you set up in your room?" The woman asked you. You smiled and let her lead the way upstairs.
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"So you're Natasha, Bow and Arrow is Clint, Steve was the dorito shaped one, Sam was the one poking grumpy, and grumpy was Bucky?" You puzzled out. Natasha nodded and patted your shoulder.

"I'll call you when the rest get home." She said, before leaving you to unpack the rest of your belongings.
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An hour or two later you woke up to someone knocking on your door. You rubbed your eyes and combed your hands through your hair as you opened your door to a girl with long dark hair standing awkwardly in the doorway.

"Hi I'm Wanda. Natasha sent me up here to talk to you." The girl at the door said. You were about to greet her but stopped when she looked up to meet your eyes. It started with small blotches of color, almost unnoticeable, and soon turned to bursting hues and shades. A small sob escaped your lips as you looked around the world. You felt Wanda wrap her arms around you and tackle you to the ground.

"Colors, Colors!" You kept babbling over and over. Wanda kept nodding and smiling as tears streamed down her face.

"Can I kiss you?" Wanda asked. You nodded and propped yourself up on your elbows as Wanda grabbed your face and smashed your lips together. You both got so lost in your own little world you didn't hear Natasha come up the stairs and peak into the room. You heard a small gasp and looked up to see the woman staring at you two.

"Holy shit your hair is bright- whatever color that is." You exclaimed, making Wanda throw her head back laughing.

"Red, like Wanda's powers." Natasha smiled.  You raised an eyebrow at Wanda, who crawled off your lap and sat down on the carpet. She closed her eyes and gently started moving her hands to make a small red flower appear in her hands. You gasped and smiled at the shimmery red geranium in her hands. You moved your hands so wisps of some shade slowly started to slip out, slowly picking up the flower and placing it gently on her hair.

Your turned to Natasha who nodded.

"Your powers are blue, Y/n. Blue and red make purple."

"Purple?" You questioned, turning to Wanda only to see the once red geranium was now an ombre of colors. Purple, you assumed, was the color at the bottom. Wanda gently made it dissappear, but soon made another.

"I like purple." She whispered. You nodded and slowly swirled blue into the flower. You looked up at Natasha who was now rubbing her eyes.

"Natasha are you crying?" Wanda asked.

"NO. I'm just... allergic to whatever perfume Y/n sprayed." Natasha defended. She was totally crying.

"I didn't spray any perfume." You said innocently.

"Whatever." She said, her voice cracking a bit.

You and Wanda watched as she walked down the hall, but soon turned your attention back to the flower.
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"Are they okay?" Steve asked as Natasha walked back into the room. 

"Well turns out they're-" Natasha said, but was cut off by both of you sliding into the room.

"Natasha what color are Wanda's eyes?" You asked

"Green"

"What color are Y/n's?" Wanda asked

"Y/e/c" Natasha answered.

"Thank you!" You both called before running out of the room again.

"-soulmates" She finished. The room erupted in a chorus of awwws.

"Ah yes, it's all adorable until you realize we have to teach them colors like they're preschoolers." Natasha smirked.

Needless to say the awwws soon turned to not-its. To make a long story short, Clint Barton was the one teaching you colors. It wasn't until you asked Maria why oranges were called oranges if they were pink, that Clint was fired from his color teaching duties.
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Thank you for reading
It's long overdue, but thank you all so much for 113 followers
I hope you have a good day/night
-Nat