Marvel Women Oneshots

Always On my Mind *WM*

Wanda was peacefully sitting underneath a tree, reading a book while her fellow Avengers played a game of football; sparing a fleeting glance your way every so often just to see as you shuffled through your shield paperwork.

Leave it to you to work on a day off.

"You're staring again..." Natasha teases, as she settles down beside her close friend and passes her a lemonade.

"I have no clue what you're on about Nat." She feigns unawareness, flipping to the next page of her book even if she didn't exactly finish the last one.

"She's a smitten kitten, why don't you just make your move already?"

Wanda remains silent, choosing to ignore Natasha in the hopes that she'd just drop it. However, she should've known better, seeing as the assassin will stop at nothing to get what she wants.

"You know, I might've intentionally overheard a conversation earlier, and it seems like Carol has plans to make a move on her at the party tonight..." Natasha calmly relays.

Wanda sighs dramatically, reluctantly closing her book, and turning to glare at the Russian. It's honestly a fair question, the witch has been interested in you for quite some time, and anyone with eyes can see you're fairing no better, but she's also really enjoyed this cat and mouse game she's been playing with you.

Now though, she's guessing it's time to bring it all to an end, and that means she must find the perfect number for tonight's events.

"Wear the maroon suit." Natasha humorously shouts out after her friend as she watches Wanda's oh so "cool" form silently heading indoors.

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Wanda had been working out with Natasha when the AI announced that there was an emergency meeting that required all avengers to be in attendance. The urgent nature of the message left the women in their gym attire, they entered the room with thin layers of sweat upon their skin, and towels around their necks.

"Thank you all for joining us, I'm sorry for the urgent message, however I'm currently pressed for time, and I'd like you to meet Y/N Y/L/N. She'll be transferring over to assist in covert missions, some of you already know her, the rest of you best be good to her, I'll know if you're not." Fury announces, then swiftly leaves the room, leaving the seemingly shy woman up front.

"Hey Y/N/N." Natasha greets, standing up to pull you into her embrace.

"Hey Natty..." You sweetly greet, and the entire room is full of gasping individuals.

"Natt—."

"Watch yourself Stark, Y/N and I here go way back. Now, let me introduce you all in an orderly fashion then you'll be excused." Natasha firmly announces, before going through everyone outside of the Sokovian.

Wanda watched you closely, admiring your subtle beauty—observing the gentle smile upon your face, and your seemingly docile nature as you shook everyone's hands.

Which is why when she stood to introduce herself she nearly choked at your forming thoughts.

*Jesus, your beauty is unrivaled, the media portrayal certainly doesn't do you justice.*

"Hi, you must be Wanda, I've heard so much about you." You greet with that stupid—gorgeous—smile on your face.

"Oh no, if it's coming from her, then I'm almost certain I should be worried." Wanda teases, somehow keeping her cool while pretending she didn't just hear you call her beautiful.