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se-07spaceoreos · 8 months

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Crescendo

Summary:

Wanda Maximoff hated being alone, since she could remember she always had someone. Pietro, Vision, William, Thomas, and for some time before Thanos. Before Vision, before her happily ever after.

There was you.

Words: 3294

WARNINGS: Fulff(?), Angst, Hydra, Death, If there are any more feel free to tell me!!

There was anger in grief, lonesomeness. This, Strange could understand. Wanda Maximoff was angry, at the world, at herself, at fate. Many people who grieve are, and many people who grieve are also desperate, even if they themselves don’t know it. Desperate for a lie that they’d take for a truth. Wanda was that kind of desperate, she was too desperate. Going from universe to universe in search of a family that she herself would call her own, but would not inherently belong to, living a life full of lies taken as the truth so she could get her happy ending. Stephan knows that, grief, desperation, longing. They all go hand in hand, but something about the way Wanda was searching was alarming. Wanda Maximoff, now the Scarlet Witch could have chosen any universe. In an existence filled with the void of time her children and husband were everywhere, yes maybe somewhere Thomas came out a bright blonde, maybe somewhere Vision was a brunette. But Wanda kept on going back to one universe and one universe only, and Stephen Strange had finally figured out why.

The Scarlet Witch only ever existed because of hydra, and where the Scarlet Witch resided so did your headstone. Wanda was not only searching for a universe with her children, but one with you in it, where you were alive.

The problem was, if you were alive, then the hydra experiments never happened, the bombs never exploded, Wanda never got tested on, in those worlds, her powers didn’t exist, rendering her powerless, and if she was powerless, she was trapped. She’s been trapped before, she didn’t like it. If she was trapped she couldn’t fight, if she was trapped she couldn’t fix times wrongdoings.

Wanda Maximoff kept coming back to this universe, because her happy ending was complete. She not only had her family, she had you.

You were what she wanted, and if she wanted you, then Strange needed you. But maybe not this you, not the you that Wanda wanted, but the you that Wanda had.

Drifting over Wundagore Mountain the Scarlet Witch took in her surroundings, scanned the area, listened to thoughts. As she listened, a smirk overtook her lips, they were scared. As they should be, who are they to keep her from an ending she wanted? An ending she deserved, she deserved a happy ending, she deserved to be loved, she deserved happiness. That’s what she wanted, and that’s what she’ll get. No matter what it takes, no matter who.

Where is he? He said he would be here- What if I die- I can’t thin- Maybe if I- We need help-Strange and Wong-The Scarlet Witc- The sky’s red-Why am I here

Although, it seems from what she's heard, Strange and the Inhuman have yet to arrive. Pity, she thought for a doctor he’d value the lives of others, just a little.

If they didn’t show, she was going to make them. Muttering words she raised her hand up, the sky above her slowly turned to a darker shade of red, the people beneath her began to drop one by one. Their sling rings may be able to teleport them. But you can’t escape the sky, you can’t run from the air you breathe.

The people that dropped started screaming.

And the Scarlet Witch? She finally got what she wanted. Stephen Strange had shown up, and to her enthusiasm, he wasn’t alone.

She started making her way over to him slowly, as fast as she wanted this to end she thinks that this part, she should at least cherish. Once she took this Inhuman, this girl. She would have everything she wanted, everything she craved.

As she watched the doctor mutter words of his own to clear the air, Wanda rolled her eyes. Doctors, scientists, people, they all had to make her life so difficult. The people that dropped screaming from nightmare induced sleep near Strange, slowly turned quiet, the thoughts of their fear that was just buzzing like the static of a television in a room turned quiet, and for a second, it was quiet where they stood. In that moment there was only a witch, with two people in her way.

Noticing the portal that Strange slung was still open, Wanda asked “Are we waiting for someone?” Her eyebrows came together, her lips curved into a smirk “Any army maybe?” She giggled, “You shouldn’t have, I’m flattered.”

Seeing a figure come through the portal, she lifted her arms, ready to fight.

Seeing only one person come through made her tilt her head “Wong?”

Hearing your thoughts made her eyes drift down, body rigid, breathing pause.

“Y/n?”

She called to you softly, hopefully. Like talking any other way would make the person before her disappear. The body before her looked to her head on, no longer turned. Wanda could see all of the person before her.

It was you, the exact you that left her.

While she was older, stronger, different. You hadn’t aged a day, your eyes were a little different then she remembered, your hair a little lighter, she would say your smile seemed different as well, but you weren't smiling, if anything, you had a crinkle between your eyes and lips pursed, looking around, lost, confused, but not scared.

Finally meeting her eyes, you softly called back to her “Wands?” Wands, she smiled, her teeth showing. It wasn’t a smirk, it didn’t come from an advancement in her plan, but instead came from a memory of the past. Wands, only you and only ever you would call her that.

You projected your thoughts; What's going on?

And her smile wavered, you were scared, and all of a sudden Wanda hated Strange. Not because he was an obstacle in her way, but because he brought back a monument from her past. He brought back you. Not the grown you, the healthy you, the alive you, the you in her wanted universe. But you. Her childhood best friend, her person to confide in, her once upon a time, and you were scared, but you were here. That’s all that mattered right?

She looked at you, once again, as she watched you grimace at the people waking up from their haze, some of them still silently screaming, some of them clutching their heads. Did you do this?

She wanted to lie, she really did, she even started shaking her head a bit to deny fault. But she could hear your thoughts, you already knew the answer.

In a hoarse voice you whispered “Why?”

She lowered her arms, slowly walking toward you. She didn’t pay any mind to the Inhuman, she didn’t care about Strange, or Wong. Not right now, not when there was you.

Pensive, all three of your onlookers stepped to the side. This is what Strange wanted to happen, he didn’t want anyone interfering.

Pinching the palm of her hand, the Scarlet Witch tried playing it off, attempting to laugh a little, hoping that the tension would subside, and that you would realize that this was her, and you were you. Just like old times, this is all she’s ever wanted, this was all she’d ever need. She’d just have to convince you a little.

“I- I want my family back” she whispered, eyes darting to avoid yours. “The one we always talked about, I wanted my picket white fence, and overgrown hedge, I wanted it back, I want it again” She stepped closer to you, apprehensively resting her hand on the side of your face, smiling when you leaned in to it. Words started rushing out of her mouth at the excitement she felt, she could have all of that, and she could have you. “I almost have it back, I did all of this so I could have it back, and I’m almost there, and- and now I have you- ” you put your hand on hers, “Wanda”

Wanda, the way you said it sounded so, foreign to her. The way you said it made her feel dejected, insecure, it made her feel as if you were, disappointed.

“This isn’t okay”

“No, no-” she tried to reason “But, it will be! Don’t you remember? I promised you, I said I’d do anything” Her words and her desperation mirrored her hands that seemed to be grasping at you, trying to pull you in but not being able to fully do it. Wanda put her head in the nap of your neck, and whispered “It’ll be great”

Staring at the wall Wanda twisted and twirled her fingers, childrens blocks encased in a red wisp floated behind her as she awaited your return. You were being punished, you both were. While you and Wanda were given serums that supposedly consisted of some of the same compounds, Wanda was making progress, you were not. While she could hear screams in her head, you would be asleep. While she could move objects with the movement of her fingers, you would have them in your hands. This normally wouldn’t be a problem, but as time went on the scientist expected some sort of results, and you hadn’t given any. Your time had been up.

“Wanda, you and I both know that this isn’t what you want- wanted” You started hugging her back. You could feel tears on your nape, “But it is” she whispered.

“But it isn’t”

Following you with worried eyes Wanda and Pietro both watched as the scientist made you stand up before them on a square platform, they wanted you to demonstrate moving the same blocks that Wanda had just moved. Even if it shifted a little, you would be spared.

Your eyes darted to the twins in fear, and you shifted your arm up, willing you hands to do something, for you mind to hear someone. Your hands started to shake.

There where disappointed sighs in the crowd, judgemental clicks of the tongue.

This was it, this was your end.

You started lowering your hands.

Then a block shifted.

And the disappointment turned to encouragement, and the clicks turned to claps, for themselves or you, you wouldn’t know, you didn’t care, because now you were scared.

Not for you.

But for Wanda.

You pulled back, looking into the eyes of someone you knew so well yet so little about. “Don’t you want to live more than a lie?”

In the confinements of your cell, you turned to Wanda, thinking out loud “Why would you do that? You know what could happen to you?” Wanda chuckled, like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Do you know what almost happened to you!?” She stood in front of you, resisting the urge to point her finger at you in distress. “They were going to -get rid- of you, Y/N, you were going to get KILLED” You ran your hand over your scalp “I know that, but now what am I supposed to do next time? What are YOU supposed to do next time? Wanda, now it won’t only be me, it will be YOU”

Sitting on her bed her thoughts turned soft “They won’t kill me, you know that” You sat next to her “I know that” she started resting her head on your shoulder “I’ve been through it before, I can do it again” You brought your hand up to her shoulder, pressing her into you.

“I don’t want you to”

You both sat there, thinking, memorizing, these could be your last moments. “Why did you do it?” Wanda shifted in your hold. “I didn’t want you to get hurt. Why didn’t you want me too?” You sighed, “I didn’t want you to get hurt” Wanda smiled, and for a second, you did too, but you wanted her to listen, you didn’t want her to learn, not now.

“And I mean it, Wanda” She held onto you a little tighter, and rubbed circles with her fingers “Don’t do it next time” She pushed herself away. “Why? Why aren’t you happy that you’re alive?”

“Wanda, thank you for saving me, but if helping me is at the expense of you. Don’t do it” Tears started falling from her face, your hands started wiping them away. “I want you to get out of here, you and Pietro have a chance. I want you to be happy, to have a home, to be loved. You deserve it”

“I am happy! I will be happy! As long as I have you!”

You rested your hands at her shoulders, “Don’t lie, no one can be happy here”

“I’m not lying, I have you, and I have Pietro”

You pulled her in, wanting to leave this argument for later, not wanting to see her sob so hard, “You should live more life than a lie, Wands. Promise”

She sniffled, “I want too” she murmured, “But I also want to give up” Your grip around her tightened “But you won’t”

She nodded “But I won’t”

“So promise”

“I promise.”

“It-it’s not a lie, I do have you, and my family. The house? It’s exactly like the one we drew as kids! I am happy, I will be”

“It’s exactly what I wanted, what we wanted” she whispered.

“But it’s not yours”

The patter of feet and the giggle of children accompanied by the news filled the Maximoff household, Pietro was being chased by their father. You and Wanda were drawing pictures.

“Look” she said, wanting your attention. When you turned a drawing of a house came into view, “That’s pretty”

“Yep!” she said.

Taking a closer look you noticed seven figures, “Who’s next to your mom and dad? And you and Pietro?”

She shook her head “It’s not my family! It’s ours! Silly!” You stared at the drawing shocked, and loudly whispered “You want five kids?” She shook her head “Yeah!” “See, this one looks like you!” She pointed to a stick figure with eyes that supposedly were the same shade as yours. “Why? Do you not want any?” She asked. “Well, I just wanted one” you say, and she squinted her eyes, and stuck out her hand “Three?” you shook your head, “...Two?” you thought about it, and it made sense. Wanda and Pietro seemed to get along fairly well. You grasped her hand, “Deal”.

“I can make it mine” You nodded, “You could, but do you want to?”

No, no she didn’t want to. She wanted her life, she wanted the pieces to fall into place by themselves, she didn’t want to be the maker of her own world. She just wanted to live in it.

“Maybe”

“Maybe?”

“I want you, and Pietro, my family. I want more, and I could have that if-”

“Wanda, what’s my favorite color?”

She paused, why were you asking this? “I-I don’t know, you changed it too much”. You smiled, “My favorite color was your least favorite, they were always the ones I drew with so we didn’t have to share” Wanda didn’t know this, for a mind-reader, she feels as if she doesn’t know a lot.

“What was the show I hated the most?” Wanda stepped back, shaking her head “I-I don’t-”

“Wands, I can see you’re trying to memorize me , trying to remember, but at the same time exploring” She nodded, she was, you change- “The thing is, I haven’t changed a bit”

“No-no you have, you’re,”

“Exactly, the same,”

You were exactly the same.

You both nodded, you in coherence, Wanda in acceptance. The thing was just that, you hadn’t changed. Your eyes weren’t a little different, your hair wasn’t a little lighter, your smile, it wasn’t a little brighter. While Wanda had aged you had stayed the same. Time, it made her forget.

“You can’t do this, Wands. You know I’ll always be with you -”

Between her tears she chuckled “No, no- The truth is I’m- I’m going to get old, I’m going to forget. Time is going to dull my memories and the us that I remember will seem so short compared to the entirety of my life”

“Wand-”

“I will forget the way you smell, the way you laugh. The way you look, your edges will dim and the figure of you will blur,”

“And I?”

“I don’t want that, I want you and only you even if that means that you are solely what consists of my life. I don’t want the memory of us to dull. I don’t want to leave you behind, I don’t want what we had to be our loudest moment. I want more.”

She faced you like it was her last time, because this time, it was. “Why won’t you let me”

“The people who love you, should love you, Wanda. Not who you’re meant to be. Don’t you remember?”

She does, she did, and as much as she tried. She can’t forget

“You know, once you go back,”

“I know,”

“Why can’t you stay?”

You smiled softly, reassuringly. “If I stay, than my Wanda, will never be deemed ready enough to escape”

You knew what happened

She shook her head, “That’s not fair, aren’t you happy? You’re here, we’re here” You wiped the tears off her face, “I don’t want you to just be happy Wanda. I want you to live a good life. Happiness is fleeting, I want you to enjoy living”

She sniffled, wiping her nose, “Are you happy, though?”

You smirked “Who could be happy in a place like that?”

She shook her head, “That’s not what I meant, I meant-”

“I know” Looking at her you asked “Are you happy?”

Wanda looked around, she listened to your thoughts, she listened to what her heart and her head had to say . “No,”

You shook your head “Then no, no I’m not,”

She stepped closer to you “I don’t want you to go back. You shouldn't have to,”

You nodded “I know” and you looked behind you where Dr Strange was opening a portal, “But I have to, I don’t want to leave her. I don’t want to leave you,”

Clasping her hands in yours she started rubbing like she used too, she inhaled one last time, just like she used to. She brought you in, and hugged you, like she used to. “I want to give up,” your lips turned up a little, you pulled her in closer, like you always did. “I know.” Then you pulled back, and kissed her fingers, “But you won’t,”

“But I won’t.”

Then you lingered. Then you left.

Wanda let go of her promise.

She wasn’t looking for a happily ever after, she wasn’t yearning for her once upon a time. She simply existed.

Memories are unspoken stories, the more you forget the more desperate you are to hold onto them. They contain laughter, tears, people. Sometimes you can force yourself to forget if you lived large enough. But to Wanda, the loudest memories that she could never silence. Were the ones with you in it.

Stepping out from the portal you turned to Dr Strange, thanking him. He nodded, and watched you walk to the time travel device stored in the Avengers compound. “I know we’re supposed to protect the timeline, and be the heroes. But don’t you think returning a kid to their death is a little immoral?” Strange turned to Wong, nodding while smacking his lips “Yes, but we can’t do anything, this has already happened.” Wong squinted at him, “Do you not have compassion?” Taking a breath, Strange sighed, “I’m a Doctor, Wong. I’ve had to deal with hard decisions before. The best ones you make can sometimes be the hardest. Also, not a kid. 20 I think” Raising his eyebrows, Wong shot him a look.

“What?”

“There is no patient, Stephen. You are no Doctor here. ”

Digital Library (If you wanna read more works)

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souurcitrus · 2 months

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Earth-18104 - The Inner Circle

Talking about some of my OCs and one of the important groups of my original Marvel world, as I have wrote a lot about them in my time-line.

The Black Inner Circle is a group or coven created by Elsa Santiago in 1652. At first, Santiago was loyal to the ancient mutant Apocalypse and faithfully followed his teachings and ideals of mutant superiority, believing that mutants (or Enriched) should be above the humans, as they were the first to appear in the world.

The Circle is formed as a cult, all members are mutants, but there are still others such as werewolves and some individuals endowed with magic and special abilities. They are all trained by Santiago and educated in the "ways of Okkara", basically indoctrinated to erroneously follow the ideals of Apocalypse.

The Black Circle is divided between three parts:

• Pawns - the "lower" members do not have a very important role in the coven/clan and serve more as soldiers.

• The Pillars - the five Pillars, who arr mostly children chosen by Santiago for their powerful mutant abilities, as telepaths or carriers of dangerous mutations. They are known for being Santiago's true "children" and can give orders to the Pawns. They are all made immortal by Santiago using Apocalypse's powers.

• First Pillar - Deianeira, the first member of the coven, found by Santiago when she was a child. She is a telepath/empath, she can enter people's minds, but only through eye contact, which is why Elsa makes her wear a band over her eyes or glasses. She is the most loyal among her sisters and follows her mother's orders faithfully.

• Second Pillar - Initially the title belonged to Amélia Smith, a witch trained by Agatha Harkness and member of the Daughters of Liberty. After being expelled from the sisterhood for using black magic, Harkness took her to Santiago and Amélia gained the position, becoming very loyal to Santiago and equally obsessed with Apocalypse and Okkara.

Amélia had a daughter with a mutant, Theodosia Salazar, and tried to use her to gain more power. She died at the hands of her own daughter and her tittle was passed down.

After Amélia, Beatrice Carvalho, known as Lullaby, was chosen as Second Pillar for her ability to control minds with her voice, which sounds like a whisper, hence her codename. Additionally, she can also fly and has a supersonic scream.

She is the shyest among her sisters and the most humble, taking care of the youngest children in the coven.

• Third Pillar - Theodosia Salazar, daughter of the former Second Pillar, she is called Inferno by her sisters because of her power to control fire and suck thermal energy.

Theodosia is brutish and cruel, Santiago always tasks her with heavy work. She was a member of the Avengers and an ally of the X-Men for a time, and they called her Firestarter until they discovered her involvement with the Dark Circle.

• Fourth Pillar - At first Tereza Márquez, known as Sanguinária, was the Fourth Pillar against her will. Santiago has a deep obsession with Márquez because of her fire powers, which she inherited from her ancestor, Etana of Okkara, Apocalypse's right-hand woman.

Tereza is not loyal to the Inner Circle and left the group a long time ago, but Santiago still tries to bring her back.

Santiago had a son for the sole purpose of using his powers, created with the help of Lady Sinister in her laboratory. Despite having her own name, she called her son Praga and gave him the rank of Fourth Pillar.

He is not endowed with a powerful mutation beyond the manipulation of his cells, which allows him to change his physical form; however, he trained in magic and became Master of the Mystic Arts. Like Lullaby, he is quiet and seems to be the least willing to follow Santiago, as he fears her more than anyone else.

He was a member of the Avengers and trained in magic with Scarlet Witch, until the Darkhold incident.

• Fifth Pillar - Umbra does not have a name. She is a teleporter and can move through shadows, which is why she has no face and cannot be seen in the light as it hurts her. She is rarely seen, so Santiago uses her as a spy for his plans. She is the youngest of her siblings.

• The founders -

Elsa Santiago is at the top of the coven, she is called Mother by the members and chooses only those with strong and useful mutations for her. She is over 400 years old and was chosen as Death Knight by Apocalypse, until she betrayed him and sealed him in her sphinx.

Her mutation allows her to steal the abilities of others through consumption and blood. If she consumes a small amount, the mutation she stole will disappear within a few hours or minutes. But if she consumes more, the mutation will be hers completely.

Santiago is very selfish, manipulative and cruel even towards her children, whom she brought close after isolating them and offering them a false sense of belonging and security. She is obsessed with mutant superiority and anyone who is part of her coven she views as her own property.

Selene Essex, Lady Sinistra, is not an official member of the coven, but she and Santiago have been in partnership for many years, ever since Santiago gave Selene immortality. She often uses the lowest members of the coven as experiments, with the Mother's permission.

The Coven has existed for 300 years. They had relations with the Akkaba Clan and followed the same rules as them, however, with the fall of the Clan, the Inner Circle had to hide, having countless sanctuaries connected across the world. The Inner Circle's greatest goal is to bring world conquest to the mutants or bring about the Judgment Day promised by Apocalypse.

I mentioned about them in parts of my time-line

About Okkara, Apocalypse and the Enriched, the first mutants.

#x men oc #marvel oc #original universe #marvel comics #my ocs #tereza marquez #the inner circle #world building #x men #lady sinister #mister sinister #elsa santiago #ocs #citrusart #citrus writing

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inmyfxith · 2 years

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Flowers

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x daughter

Warnings: External POV

A/N: Here is my entry for @deans-ch-ch-cherrypie's Hot Fic Summer Challenge! This is my first time participating in a challenge like this so I hope I'm following the rules! Congrats on the 1.2k followers, you totally deserve them!

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If someone had asked Wanda what her best memory was, it would almost certainly involve her children. Which one? It would probably depend on her current mood, but one would likely stand out. Wanda would begin by giving you a quick description of the garden of her home in Westview, New Jersey, if she were willing to talk to you about it. Then she would close her eyes so that she could once again soak up this moment that was so special to her.

The garden was an idyllic, almost dreamlike place. The grass was impeccably green, perfectly trimmed, and dotted here and there with small herbs and other colorful flowers. One afternoon, Wanda found herself comfortably settled on a large red tablecloth with a gingham pattern on which were scattered small bowls and paper plates.

The sun had already reached its zenith for several minutes and its rays warmed the air without making it stifling. No matter what time of year it was, New Jersey’s temperatures were never particularly high, which made walks and other outdoor activities more enjoyable.

In a peaceful moment, Wanda observed Vision playing with their children as a normal family. Billy had raised his voice after his twin brother had used his powers while they were playing tag and, after exchanging a knowing glance with his wife, Vision had suggested that the boys play another game in which the powers could not be misused.

On Wanda’s lap, her little girl was contemplating the world around her as if she was discovering it for the first time. Her wide-open blue eyes marveled at the smallest detail, a butterfly flying in front of her face or the small grains of pollen floating across the garden.

As protection from the sun, her young mother had covered her head with a charming little hat decorated with colorful ladybugs. Her chubby hands moved around her as she reached for things here and there. The buzz of a bee on its way to do its job made her laugh childishly.

Wishing to put some order around her, Wanda delicately installed her baby treasure at her side, on the tablecloth. Not yet able to walk on her own two legs, the little girl was content to use her hands and knees to move around. She was surprisingly quick, so much so that she found herself on the grass with just a shake in just one movement of her mother’s head. Still busy putting away the plates, Wanda did not immediately notice the toddler’s slight escape.

Always safe, after a few meters, the little girl’s attention was drawn to one of the modest tufts of daisies that dotted the garden. Falling back on her bottom padded by the diaper she was wearing, she began to admire her discovery with all possible attention. One of her chubby hands vigorously grabbed a few flowers along with a few blades of grass. Her gesture was so brutal that the bouquet lost all its charm, which did not fail to make the child cry.

Alarmed by the moaning, Wanda had run to reassure her baby and tried to cheer her up. She knelt to take her in her arms before rocking her gently. In the greatest of secrecy, hidden from the eyes of her daughter and the rest of the family, Wanda had used her magic to bring the flowers back to life. The witch then slipped one between her toddler’s tiny fingers, which almost instantly brought a bright smile to her face. Her big blue eyes were riveted on the daisy as if it was the most precious of treasures.

As she returned to the tablecloth, the little girl hung the little flower in her mother’s hair and smiled before she put her head on her shoulder.

This is the best memory Wanda could have for you. Because of her actions, it would be more than logical for you to ask for some kind of evidence of what she said. To do this, the Scarlet witch would take out of her pocket a bracelet adorned with a small glass pearl in which was the previously dried daisy. This jewel had become her most precious possession and she would keep it as such. Woe betides the one who would take it away from her.

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a-scarlet-vision-appeared · 4 years

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hi! i made a Scarlet Vision AMV a while back and figured i should share it here!

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ladymelisande · 2 years

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I really love wanda and I want her to be happy with vision but I fcking hate twitter wanda stans... they hate every male and female!! character who is not wanda (sylvie!!!and now clea too ( wtf???) They think mom is her movie not stephens and they want a scarlet witc trilogy even thought she was in 4 movie and a tv show?? fans only like her because shes a pretty woman and cool red powers not because interesting character

You and me both, Wanda fan.

#may answers #not even gonna mention how her stans treated Tony for years #now poor Stephen #another pray of her PCM

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parasite-core · 3 years

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I ran a one shot campaign for my mom today. She’s never played D&D and is fairly unaware of any fantasy tropes and all gaming terms, so it took a little looking at things from a different direction, but I feel it went well, and she had fun. I ran a story based off Little Red Riding Hood, in which her character (Scarlet, an older Little Red) had to find the Witch of the Forest deep in the woods beyond Grandmother’s House to gain a dose of Wolvesbane flower to make a cure for her grandmother who had been infected by the pack of the werewolf who originally came after her and Little Red when she was a child.

I designed the encounters with the fact my mom doesn’t like violence in mind, so every encounter could be solved with social skills/stealth/etc. Even with that in mind she surprised me a few times. From the start she was very tactical in choosing which path to go down in the woods, realized her highest star was Dexterity, so she was able to get across a precarious slippery path over a river without falling and found a shortcut through the woods. She met a Worg who worked for the Werewolves, and she figured it was probably food motivated like other canines, so she tricked it into working with her by telling him she’d heard there was food in the heart of the Forest, and promising to get food from the Witch of the Wood if the Worg would protect her along the way. She avoided a Kobold ambush, then she met the Guardian of the Forest, an angel named Arbiter Thrask, and flattered him into letting her pass and giving her knowledge about the Witch. She learned that the witch tricked the denizens of the Forest, then stole the Arbiter’s heart and had been using it to twist and corrupt the woods.

She met with the Witch, who allowed her to enter her home (a giant petrified tree) if she desired to make a deal. This part was admittedly a rehash of the Hag encounter I ran for my Council of Thieves group, but she played it so perfectly I was really impressed. She definitely came out of it better than the other party, although admittedly this was a watered down version of said encounter.

She told the witch when she entered that she was looking to make two deals with her. First, she wanted food for the Worg, and in return she offered to be the forest’s protector, to keep those who would harm what belongs to the witch away. The witch found her binding herself to the Forest for all times an acceptable price, and she gave the Worg a giant leg of lamb that would every night regrow the meat that had been eaten from it. The Worg was dismissed from helping her and returned to the Werewolves with the boon.

Then Scarlet sprung the second part. She’d wanted the Worg gone so she could request not just Wolvesbane for her Grandmother, but enough to poison the entire tribe of Werewolves so they couldn’t seek revenge against her or the village once Grandmother was cured. She offered her first born child in return, and this offer was accepted. So, she seeped the Wolvesbane into a tea, and then used that to poison the infinitely regenerating lamb leg, poisoning the werewolves and saving the village from their threat. (So what I’m saying is my mom is the kind of D&D player who won’t fight things but will commit a war crime)

After that she wanted to skip ahead to when her character had her first born, because she wanted to save her child from the witch. She spent the next couple of years studying the witch, speaking with the Arbiter, and learned that as a fae creature she could be harmed by iron.

So after she fell in love and had her first born, she went seeking out the other two Guardians of the Forest, a trickster kitsune simply called Fox, and the Queen of the Fairies. She spoke to Fox first, and made a deal that if Fox would trick the Hag into drinking from a cup made with copper on the outside and iron on the inside, she would work for Fox for as long as she was bound to the Forest. Then she went back to the Arbitor to learn Fox’s relationship with the witch, worried that the Trickster might try to fool her. She learned Fox had poisoned the witch once before as a prank, and was punished by having the spirits of the dead follow her, the will-o-wisps always revealing her location so she could never hide and play her tricks. Knowing that the witch had been poisoned once before, she changed her plan. She went to meet with Fox and the Fairy Queen. She requested the Fairy Queen hide her child from the witch, and with a nat 20 diplomacy roll, the Fair Queen offered her one better, and replaced her child with a changeling so that even if their plan failed, the witch would spirit away the wrong child.

Then she requested that Fox take the iron from her weapon, which she hadn’t used the entire game, and contaminate the witch’s cauldron and the tip of the paddle used to stir it. To allow Fox to get into the witch’s home unnoticed, she went to the far end of the Forest and hung Christmas lights, had her husband invite carolers, and made a huge event to entice the witch into investigating. While the witch was away from her home, Fox slipped inside and contaminated the cauldron.

While the witch was out, she stole away the Changeling that the fairy had replaced Scarlet’s child with, then returned her to corrupted heart of the woods. There she made a potion in celebration of procuring herself an apprentice. Over the next weeks and months, the Forest began to heal. The three guardians of the Forest returned to their full power. Scarlet’s village was blessed with fair weather, plentiful crops, and protection from wild beasts for the rest of her days. Her child grew up knowing only peace and love and joy. And for the rest of her days, on occasion, Scarlet was called upon to act on Fox’s behalf, to pull pranks and tricks on various denizens of the Wood. But it was all fairly harmless at the end of the day, and sometimes she even caught herself having fun with it.

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Tw:blood and death

Inches away from the witch's face, she lifted her hand. Shooting blue crystal up from the ground, trapping the sword. When the witch opened both of her eyes, Aurea of Golden's body was split into two by the crystal. Dying the once golden hair a disgusting scarlet red. The witch looked at what she'd done and walked away.

"Dear Holland, what have I done?" The witch said, bursting out into a laughing fit.

And so the tale of Golden Princess ends, letting another tale begin.

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Scarlet Witch!

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mcu wanda is an adult, she is not “just a kid.”

She’s in her late teens (18+) in AoU, that is not a child. Yes, she’s young. Yes, she grew up in a small country that, from her childhood on, was brimming w civil war and chaos. Yes, her childhood and young life were filled to the brim with horrors and destruction. She’s young and unsure, afraid even, but she’s not a child. The ‘borderline’ infantilization of her throughout the movies, though it’s mostly prominent in CW (and hell, if ya wanna get specific about it, AoU too) is fucking weird. It’s odd. She’s old enough to be in the field, fighting, and training w the others. She’s old enough to be a legit, living-on-the-avengers-compound-property, avenger. She’s old enough to be going into other countries on missions, she’s old enough to be mentored by The Black Widow and Captain America, she’s old enough to fight battles, she’s old enough for all of that: but the minute something goes wrong or she’s faced w something less than pleasant, it’s a bout of “oh come on, she’s a kid! How dare you, she’s a kid!” When absolutely no? No, she’s not? She’s young, traumatized, and learning, absolutely. but not a child.

Let’s get technical for a sec, aight? When you go to the mcu maximoff’s wiki and scroll down to their AoU section, it reads as such, quote,

“When the twins reached adulthood, (....) Wanda and her brother took part in various riots to drive the foreign forces out of their streets. (....) The Maximoffs were approached by List who offered them a way to achieve the power needed to drive war out of Sokovia. Although she was initially skeptical, Wanda was convinced by Pietro to agree to the experiments to gain new powers.”

When they reached adulthood, (read: 18+) Sokovia had fully fallen into its civil war and that’s when the Twins were approached by List. (Idc if you want to argue about them thinking it was SHIELD/if they knew it was hydra, I don’t care. The main point being presented is that they underwent voluntary human experimentation. Another thing, because this was mentioned in AoU by I think Steve? A civil war is not the same as an external war. A civil war is not typically where you are fighting for your country, more you’re fighting for who controls your contry. Got it? Cool, moving on.)

She is not a child.

Treating her as such within the movies and then having certain chunks of the fandom push that belief only snowballs the iffy as fuck storytelling mistake that is the ‘as long as my intentions are good, any mistakes made are excusable’ mentality present within the MCU, but especially so in cacw. It’s fucking weird.

Take Clint’s line durint the compound, where after she’s said she’s caused enough problems and that it’s likely better for her to stay (content, not dialogue) he casually manipulates asks her into joining the fight by insinuating that the only way for her to make amends is to fight more, but he refers to their age difference w that high school comment. I can’t remember it word for word but paraphrased it’s essentially ‘if you want to make amends, you get off your ass. You wanna stay here and mope, you can go back to high school.’ Now obviously, we’ve learned thru mcu Clint’s meegar character development that he’s absolutely the type to refer to anyone significantly younger than him as a ‘kid’, he’s presented as that type of a character, that kind of a guy. Many people allege that his words are in reference to their pseudo familial connection but ehh, that’s up to personal speculation.

My longwinded point is that Clint and Steve have shown a repeated habit of infantalizing her, despite her adult age. Idc if it’s because she’s younger or bc of a sentimental connection between the lot, she’s in her early 20’s come cacw, the repeated comments about her being w kid (I know the high school moping comment was made more in reference to her behavior, rather than her age, but the phrasing is absolutely off for what they were going for and it’s still weird so)

Whether that be bc of their age differences, their sentimental affections, the mentor ship relationships towards her; whatever, it doesn’t really matter, because in the end: they’re still treating this then 18+ now 20+ year old woman like she’s a 14 year old. That’s,, that’s weird. It’s weird.

If you follow the mcu timeline and the information present, she and pietro are already 18, if not older, in the end credits scene for TWS. There’s about a year jump between TWS and AoU, putting her at about 19 in AoU, if you want to be a bit handwavy. (I’m personally of the idea that because the twins were already adults before list approached them about the experiments, they’re likely closer to 19 in the TWS end credits scene where it’s apparent that they’ve been with List long enough for their powers to manifest/start manifesting but it’s eh) That may be a little on the nose but for the sake of this, we’re gonna be a little on the nose. Alright? So she and pietro are at about 19 in AoU, young but by no stretch of the imagination are they children. Then, we jump from AoU to CW. There’s another year jump between AoU and CW, which is putting her in her early 20’s, let’s say 20 exactly for semantics sake.

CW specifically is where a lot of the infantilization and weird shit comes into play, which is even weirder to me specifically bc in this film, she’s absolutely not a child? She’s not a teenager or a weak-willed infant, she’s 20! And then again, we jump from CW to IW, where there’s a 2 year jump in time. That puts her at 22. 22! (On the nose again, I know, it’s likely not exactly year by year, but still) We jump again from IW and endgame, w the 5 year jump and even more semantics, she’s in her late 20’s. 27ish, to be a bit more specific. From her introduction to the latest film presented, she’s isn’t nor has she ever been a child.

So why are people (specifically Clint and Steve lmfao) so fucking insistent that she’s a kid?

(The time jump confirmations I’m using are coming from interviews and statements Joe Russo has given in the last year plus or so lmao, so don’t @ me about my stretching the timeline to fit my agenda or some shit)

Just all around, it’s a fucking weird story aspect to have at play, especially for as long as it was (mostly between AoU and CACW with contextual stuff scattered in IW, not much of note but it’s kinda there). It infantilizes this (currently) 20+ year old character to a near dangerous state, which brings us all the way back to that childish as fuck statement made in CW, the ‘you locked me in my room’ one. Your room.. you mean the several multi-million dollar facility with hundreds of amenities and your robo-boyfriend? And yes, her situation should have been explained to her much more throughouly, that’s something I absolutely stand by but also.. she was watching the news. She knows people are angry, going for the jugular, Steve’s little ‘we can’t save everyone’ speech absolutely doesn’t change the fact that the public is afraid and that they know her face. “Mr. Stark would like to prevent the possibility of another public incident” yeah, like say if she had gone to the store and had people come after her, something like that? She wasn’t even under official house arrest, she was making dinner with her boyfriend and hanging around. That “you locked me in my room” Comment is something I’d expect to hear from my 11 year old niece, an actual child, not a 20-something year old woman who also happens to be the mcu’s Scarlet Witch. It’s.. weird and iffy as fuck, a really bad writing choice, and something that shouldn’t have been done but oops it was and now we’re left w all this shit to pick and poke at while we cry about other shit. Nice.

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