#scarlet witch blurb

[the-doomed-witch]

21 with wanda x reader with wanda being insecure about her body after having the twins and is insecure about her stretch marks and all that but reader reassures she’s perfect and kisses them

✦ When You’re With Me, No Judgement

Wanda Maximoff x GenderNeutral!Reader

Prompt:

21. Having your lover list everything they’re insecure about, and responding with gentle caresses, kisses, and compliments about those areas

Warnings: 18+ MDNI (general), fluff, bodily insecurities (specifically post-pregnancy), not proofread

Author’s Note: hello anon, sorry that your request took quite a while, i have been having some stuff going on so yeah :( but this request made me so happy, thank you very much! i hope i did your request justice <3 (let’s just say this is an AU where agatha doesn’t mess w the twins🥲)

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“Wanda! What a pleasure! Your sons look perfectly healthy for an outing today. Why don’t you take them out to the beach?”

Wanda's face gets tense. “No Agatha, I think they’re just fine at home. Besides, they might even eat up the sand. It isn’t safe.”

“You haven’t even stepped out since you gave birth to them. Are you sure you don’t need a nice day out? You could go out with Y/N, and I can take care of Tommy and Billy.”

“Thank you, but it’s really fine by me. I’m too exhausted anyways. I would rather prefer having some sleep.”

“At your service madam. I’m gonna take care of the babies today, you can have a day to rest all by yourself” Agatha concluded the conversation, not allowing Wanda to deny her.

You heard the entire conversation and felt quite unsure about Wanda’s new obsession with staying home at all costs. For the first few months, you thought they were just hormones, but it was starting to get concerning. Besides, Wanda and you had your special memories related to the beach.

Once Wanda packed all the important stuff for Billy and Tommy, and sent off Agatha for the afternoon, you grab her by the waist. “Hey, sweetheart.”

“I’m sorry detka I don’t feel quite… well right now. My head is really fuzzy. I’m really sorry Y/N.” And she walks away. You immediately sense something has been on her mind since the past few weeks.

You find her upstairs, in the bedroom. She was laying on the bed, tilted to the other side, clutching her body close. You go and lay down next to her, hugging her from behind. “Penny for your thoughts, my love?”

“I don’t feel like talking right now Y/N.”

“Tell me what’s wrong Wanda. I’m sure we can work it out, it’ll get better!”

“No Y/N. I tried everything, but nothing has been effective or helpful in the slightest.” She turns towards you, burying her head in your embrace. “It’s okay, baby. You can talk to me, you know you can.” you rub her back to give her some comfort.

“I can’t- Y/N, giving birth to the boys has given me stretch marks. Lots of them. All over my body. Stomach, thighs, arms. I just cannot wear anything that shows my body even a little bit. I’ve been so insecure!”

“Oh baby, it’s okay. Stretch marks are normal. Don’t let their standards define you. I don’t want to force you to feel beautiful all the time. But feel like you are yourself. These marks - they prove how loving of a mother you are, how you carried the babies for months, took care of them.”

“You’re right, I know that you are. But I cannot stop feeling so left out. My body has bloated and I feel so uncomfortable about it.” She breaks a sob and it makes you want to cry. You stop yourself from doing so, because you feel the need to help Wanda feel better first.

“Take off your shirt, will you, love? Can I see them?”

For a moment, she hesitates, but takes off her multiple layers of shirts, till she’s wearing only her bra. You look at her with deep affection in your eyes. The stretch marks don’t change the fact that she’s a sight for the sore eyes, not that they carry any negative effects.

You let her lie down on the bed again, and climb on the top of her. Holding her hands in your hand, you softly ask her, “Tell me all the places where you cannot love yourself, and I will extol them for you.” and kiss her hands.

She pulls you down for an intense kiss. The emotions were much more raw than the moment you both were having.

Leaving a trail down her outline, you reach the waist. “You are extraordinary, Wanda. I love you so much.” You begin planting kisses on her stretch marks, telling her how powerful they make her look. Wanda’s eyes shut themselves, her breathing strained. You can feel her anxiety lingering under you, so you place a warm hand on her chest to help her calm down.

She holds you gently by your nape and kisses you again, leaving no scope for breathing this time. “Thank you detka, you make me happy in ways I cannot even imagine telling you. I love you endlessly.”

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[sheisnotalone]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝐰. 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

prompt: strawberries + picnic | prompt list

pairing: wanda maximoff x reader (no pronouns used)

category: fluff~

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"Hey stop tickling me" Wanda giggled trying to get out of your lap where she had been sitting in comfortably for the last few hours.

You had driven the two of you out in the fields to have a picnic. The past few weeks had been really stressful and both of you needed a break. The scenery around you was beautiful. Trees shaking slightly in the light breeze, the humming of bees in the air between the beautiful flowers and fluffy little clouds in the sky. The cozy blanket you had put on the ground protecting your clothes from getting grass stains.

While you had prepared some sandwiches and snacks to bring, Wanda had handpicked strawberries from her little garden.

Wanda rolled out of your grasp laying down next to you on the blanked. She pulled you down so she can rest her head on your belly. "It looks like an elephant" she said excitedly. "What?" you chuckled confused. "Look" she raised her hand and pointed to the sky. You followed her movement with your eyes then raising your gaze to the clouds. "That one right there" Wanda remarked excitedly. Then you saw the cloud she was referring to. "It actually does" a smile formed on your lips "and that one over there looks like an alpaca".

This went on for a while each of you pointing out funny little clouds that travelled above you. Both of you enjoyed the calmness of the moment.

After some time you felt Wanda shuffle, but before you could say something, she was pushing a strawberry into your mouth. "Wha-" you got out as you swallowed the fruit after having chewed it a bit, but were quickly interrupted by her lips meeting yours. You started kissing her back and she smiled when she tasted the strawberry on your lips. "I love you my little strawberry" she whispered to you before deepening the kiss.

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[widowshaze]

you will always be safe | w. maximoff

pairing: wanda maximoff x gn!reader

summary: astraphobia (noun) an irrational or disproportionate fear of thunder and lightning

warnings: straight fluff, slight mentions of anxiety and panic attacks but not depicted

word count: 969

authors note: did i write this last night when it was storming because i want wanda to comfort me? yes. (reposting bc it flopped before and idk why)

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Your balcony overlooking the city on most days was a breathtaking sight. Tall buildings for as far as the eye can see. The lights of the buildings took over the night sky, illuminating the darkness and making it bright, fooling you to believe it was still day. The sound of cars zooming down the street and the loud, blaring horns from the cars were always peaceful to you at this point. You loved where you lived, right in the center of the city, a place constantly full of life.

Tonight, was different. The sky was painted grey almost all day, blocking the rays of sunlight from beaming down and illuminating your apartment. Drizzling rain fell from the sky in intervals almost all day, and you were thankful you could spend your gloomy day off at home. In the far distance, as you sipped your afternoon coffee and awaited for your girlfriends arrival home, the grey clouds in the distance almost looked black. That was your first sign.

Being a kid, you were always tough, you never had to experience much bullying in your younger years, and if someone did try to pick on you, you usually ended up in a weeks long detention and the other guy always left with an ice pack on his face. So, your irrational fear of storms, was one thing that usually took everyone who knew you by surprise. And you had always been this way as a kid.

So upon hearing the first clap of thunder in the distance, you chugged down whatever coffee was left over in your cup and bolted inside, swiftly locking the balcony door behind you and shutting the curtains. You hastily sat your cup in the sink before walking through the entire apartment, flicking on every light you could think of and closing every blind.

The tv was turned to almost full volume, in hopes of drowning out the noises from the sky. But the next loud clap of thunder had your hopes ripped from you all together.

You quickly made your way to your shared bedroom with your girlfriend, rushing in the room and flinging open the door to the closet. You found her side immediately and pulled the first sweatshirt your eyes landed on off of its hanger. Pulling the sweatshirt over your head, your senses were immediately filled with her warm vanilla and cinnamon scent, the smell bringing a sense of calm, a sense of home.

You grabbed a blanket off of the foot of your bed and made your way back into your living room, plopping down on the couch and curling into the corner, bringing the blanket up just below your neck and snuggling up against it, her smell filling your senses once more.

You shakily tapped at the screen of your phone, sending her a quick text, asking her when she would be home. Wanda knew of your overwhelming fear, as she had been the one to calm you down from your near panic attacks almost every time it would storm. You could handle storms when you were in the comfort of someone else’s presence, but alone, it was almost too much to handle.

You feared you might have to ride this one out alone when she didn’t answer.

As the thunder grew more intense, and the lightning lit up the sky almost every second, your body began to shake and you could feel the tears prickling in your eyes as you squeezed them shut, flinching at a particularly loud clap of thunder.

As if your prayers had been heard, the front door to your apartment flung open, followed by a soft “Y/N?” spoken into the silent room. Your head snapped to the door just as Wanda’s eyes landed on your small figure on the couch, and she immediately knew.

“Oh baby,” she pouted as she hung up her keys and dropped her bag by the door, making her way over to you on the couch. You lifted your hands out from underneath the blanket and reached out towards her as she climbed on the couch next to you, and you were wrapped up in her arms in seconds.

She pulled you in her lap as her arms wound themselves around your body, her head resting on top of yours as she rocked you gently, whispering comforting words in your ear as your shaking began to subside. “You’re okay, you’re safe, I’m here.” She whispered to you over and over again, holding you extra close as the rumbles in the sky continued on.

You sat like this for what felt like forever, your hands gripping the front of her blouse as you kept your face buried deep in her chest, using the calm rhythm of her heartbeat to keep you calm, and eventually it worked. The thunder faded off into the distance as the minutes passed, no more flashing lights were seen throughout your apartment as the storm passed.

Peeks of the setting sun could be seen streaming through your curtains as you lifted your head off of her chest and looked around hesitantly, letting out a breath of relief when you could confirm the storm had passed.

Wanda brought her hand up to your face as she turned your gaze to face her, her thumb rubbing soft circles on your cheek as you instinctively leaned into her touch, a soft smile spreading across her face.

“Are you okay my love?” She asked gently and you nodded against her grasp, as you wrapped your arms around her neck and hugged her tightly. “Thank you.” Your words came out barely above a whisper, as she returned your hug and rubbed your back gently.

“You don’t need to thank me,” she reassured you. “As long as I’m here, you will always be safe.”

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[wmarximoff]

For DFTR imagine reader punishing wanda by making her hurt someone

Oh, I can totally imagine that! It's even something I want to explore more fully in future one shots of the series. But, well… here we go.

I imagine when Reader was in one of her pre-murder crises, half-airy, starting to get that characteristic itch that she needed to feel it again, Wanda didn't quite understand how to deal with it at the first time.

So, on Reader’s first victim after they started dating, when Reader entered the first psychological stage of her desire to kill, starting to distance herself more than usual, Wanda panicked thinking that Reader was just losing interest in her and soon would abandon her that like everyone else in her life had done.

Her father had denied her from birth because her brother was the golden boy. Her mother had denied her when she denied the will to live and hung herself by the neck from that damn tree that morning so many years ago. Her twin brother had denied her when he refused to understand why her love for that girl in high school was so intense that her parents reported Wanda to the authorities.

It didn't seem fair that you (you), would do what they did. Not you, who were supposed to be different from them, better than them.

Reader started hunting a new victim (always young girls her age of similar financial conditions, preferably other students), and along with that Wanda also declined into a mental phase of extreme possessiveness and jealousy, and all it took was a little digging for her to find out who was that Reader was after – and it didn't take long for Wanda to find out. But Reader, still unaccustomed to Wanda's possessive personality, was certainly not happy with someone meddling in her affairs, especially when there had never been anyone before who knew about her little hobby and could piss her off about it.

For Wanda it was like her world fell apart when Reader began the process of getting close to the girl – Reader, as a good hunter with a manipulatively charming personality and being essentially a social chameleon, always used her altruist, seductive persona to lure her victims, and that’s no good when you have a controlling, jealous girlfriend hot on your heels.

So there were definitely fights. Explosive and violent fights. Even after they established their dynamic, Wanda never liked Reader keeping her victims alive daily in their basement – of course, she couldn't care less about her girlfriend being a girl-killer maniac, but living with them chained in the basement? Wasting their quality time spending hours and hours in the basement torturing the girls like a cat playing with food before eating it? That's where Wanda draws a line.

Then, in one of the fights, Reader broke out. She grabbed Wanda's arm and dragged her down to the dank basement, down the creaky stairs to that dark hellhole reeking of fresh metallic blood on the walls, where there was a chained, blindfolded, gagged girl lying there like a mistreated stray dog. And Wanda hesitated for a moment, because she had never done that. She could watch from afar for hours being filled with intrusive thoughts, but in fact she had never hurt a soul. Not physically, at least. Nothing about her compelled her to hurt anyone; there was only you, and you wanted to press her buttons as much as she was pressing yours.

“What, you don't like her in here? Does it bother you that she's sleeping under the same roof where I fuck you because you're such an important bitch and you think you're the priority in my life? Then fucking prove it to me! Didn't you say you don't give a damn about her? That she's just a throwaway bitch, because you're so different from her? So it doesn't matter if you hurt her, does it, Wanda? It makes no fucking difference!”

“I–I,” Wanda gasped in the murky air below, so far from the sun and life, the muscles in her fingers starting to quiver over her bones, “N-no, no, that's not what I–I don't– I don’t want to– I, I didn’t mean, I-”

The gagged girl began to move like a fish out of water struggling to get back to the sea. Wanda's head began to spin like roller coaster loops, but something about her as rotten as the branching degeneration in you liked it when you positioned yourself behind her, your fingers tight around her wrists as you threaded a plastic cable of a dirty, sharp knife between her hands, your breath warm and aphrodisiac against her right earlobe.

“Didn't you want to get rid of her?” The weight of your body made Wanda kneel on that hard, icy floor marked by lime and dried blood clotted in old, dark puddles, the skin of her knees scraping against the rough floor in a heat of pain that seeped into her kneecaps.

“Then get the fuck out of her! Go on, do what you wanted to do! You said you wanted to get rid of her, didn't you? Well, fucking do it!”

“Don’t yell at me!” she snorted, “Stop yelling at me! Stop it, I need to think!”

“Stick that blade in her!” you barked like a mad dog, “Or I swear I'll stick it down your pretty throat! Go Wanda, stab her! Fucking do it!”

Wanda's forearms were stiffened like a marble statue's when you forced her to cut a line in the back of the girl who whimpered beneath you both between her shoulder blades.

“Go Wanda! Hurt the bitch you hate!”

Wanda felt like she was going to throw up, the blood spilling too much, the girl crying in pain, Wanda crying in confusion, you smiling against the soft skin of your girlfriend's neck when the cut opened unevenly in the hot meat. Only the tip of the knife scratched the bristly epidermis red—not deep enough into the flesh to kill her, but from the way the girl howled against the rag stuck in her mouth in a tight boy-scout-knot, that sure as hell hurt like a bitch.

“There you are,” you whispered, “You did it, Wanda. You hurt her. See how she's weeping like a dog? See how she’s pathetic. It's because of you. You did this to her.”

The knife dropped to the floor with a clang of metal that echoed against the basement walls. Wanda's hands were shaking as she pressed her palms against the tears back into the eyes flickering in the pale green misty of her clouded irises.

“Are you happy now, you annoying fucking brat?” Your voice rang hot inside your girlfriend's ear, “You hurt the bitch you hate. Are you satisfied with yourself?”

“I–I,” Wanda whimpered in a harsh sob, “I didn't—”

But she was silenced by your hungry mouth seeking hers in a breathtaking butcher kiss. You held the corners of her jaw as if you wanted to crush her skull between your hands in a bruising grip, your fingers tangled in profuse locks of long brown hair, and Wanda grabbed your bent elbows as she gasped.

Your lips released hers in a hurtful vacuum, the pink pulps of her mouth swollen and sensitive, a translucent thread of saliva and tears connecting your bloodthirsty mouth and her innocence that crumbled into thin air. A new crack opened in the shattered glass of mental health behind your girlfriend's dark eyes. Something about Wanda had molded itself for you.

Her pupils dilated like buttons, and suddenly the girl whimpering on the floor with an open gash in the flesh of her bare back no longer bothered Wanda's spirits anymore – for you had kissed her as if you wanted it to mean something. And Wanda couldn't fall more in love with you than she did at that moment. Regardless of your hand moving to violently cup the pulsing midsection of her inner pale thighs beneath that dark miniskirt.

“You hurt someone for me, pretty girl,” you mused against her parted lips, “And now I wanna hurt you too.”

“Hurt me,” her tongue slipped against your mouth, a request whispered in a needy air against the beam of skin on your chin slicked with tears and saliva, “Hurt me, daddy. Make me yours for no one else to use but you. You don't need any of those throwaway bitches anymore, you have me.”

“I know,” you grinned in a mindless lapse of vanity, your ego swelling at the possession and control she'd willingly offered you over her entire existence, “You're my favorite bitch.”

Then she lay on the floor, you on top of her. And, in the midst of that green darkness of profuse irises, love darkened her gaze as Wanda opened her legs for you to fit between her hips.

“I love you. Kill her for me.”

The blindfolded girl whimpered. You kissed the skin down Wanda's jaw.

“I think I can do that. But first I want to find out who's going to scream the loudest – you or her.”

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[dnvrsmedia]

Satellite

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count : 818

Summary: After a long line of people misusing your love, Wanda is there to pick up the pieces. *Inspired by the song Satellite by Harry Styles*

Authors note: This is very much self indulgent & kinda very bad so don’t mind me. My mental health has been not the greatest so this is really just a vent post. My requests are open if anyone would like me to write something ! Take care of yourselves <3

you do not have my permission to repost my material and claim it is yours. that is plagerism.

likes and reblogs are always welcomed and appreciated !

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With your floormate being Wanda, she sensed something was wrong. She never likes to listen in on others thoughts without their permission, yet she couldn’t help it. Your thoughts being too loud and distressing for her to ignore. She is grateful for accidentally listening as she hears the scream. Thinking the worst, Wanda rushes to your room. Wanda has watched in the shadows as this person who broke your heart strung along. It has hurt her every time to see you like this. Putting on a brave face for her and your friends, breaking down the moment you are alone. Yet she never grew the courage to take control and tell you about her feelings. After tonight, she decides it’s time for a change.

“Detka? Open up for me, okay? It’s me.” You hear Wanda’s gentle voice through the door as you try to compose yourself. You step on broken shards with no care as your expression reflects the numbness you crave. You open the door as your eyes don’t even lock with the witch.

“Oh, honey…” Is all you hear before you break down into her arms. Whispers of ‘you’re okay’ and ‘i’m here’ amongst others were spoken into your ear as Wanda cradles you into her arms. She doesn’t even care about the mess or that you’ll need to go shopping for new furniture. All of her attention is put into mending your broken heart.

“I can see you’re lonely, don’t you know that I am right here?” Wanda speaks as you start to calm down.

“Why don’t you see that none of these people are worth your time? They don’t deserve you or your attention. You can do so much better, baby. So much better.” You lift your head to look Wanda in the eyes for the first time that night.

“Like who?” You ask with a glint of hope in your eyes.

“Me. It’s always been me and I am so sorry for letting you go on this long without knowing that I want you. I want to wake up in the morning knowing that you’re mine. I want to brag about you and your accomplishments because you are the most amazing person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I have just been waiting for you to come to me so I could pull you in, yet I should have done the chasing.”

Your breath hitches. This isn’t right. Why does she want you?

“Why do you care about me?” You ask out of curiosity. “That’s not something people just do. You know that.” Wanda looks genuinely hurt at this question. You’ve never seen this amount of love in someone’s eyes. Not when they’re looking into yours.

“Because…because I know I love you. I love everything about you and I have hopelessly fallen for you. I promise that I mean every word I say. I plan on making you believe me until my last breath. I love you, darling.” Wanda whispers as she leans in to connect your plump-from crying-lips.

The kiss is filled with passion yet a love like you’ve never felt before. You weren’t left feeling used or drained. Wanda was a force that breathed life back into you

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[witchslove]

The Camgirl Next Door

Series Masterlist

Summary: One of your favorite ways to relieve stress is by watching a beautiful camgirl named “Scarlet Witch.” When Wanda Maximoff, Scarlet Witch herself, moves in next door, you fall for her.

A/N: My first series! Hope you all enjoy!

This is an 18+ series with nsfw content. Chapters with smut are marked with *.

Part 1 - New Neighbor*

Part 2 - First Date*

Part 3 - Facing Reality |

Blurbs/Drabbles in this AU

Jealousy* |

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[randomshyperson]

So my masterlist is finnaly here! I choose ten requests for this event and here they are. I have no idea how often my job will allow me to post, but I will try 2 stories a week.

Kinktober 2022 - Masterlist

Fun Classes - Professor!Wanda + Vibrator + Brat!Dom!Reader

High School Sweethearts - Cheerleader!Wanda + Hints of Corruption/Innocence

Helpful Hand - Halloween Makeup with Cockwarming/Edging/Bottom!Wanda

Pretty Witch - Milf!Wanda + Reader (Fluff Collection)

Needy Baby - Somnophilia with Power Bottom!Wanda

Craving - Bottom!Wanda with Thigh Riding

Chanel - Face-sitting+Jealousy with Emo!Bottom!Wanda

Meetings - Office Sex (Semi-Public/Blurb/Bottom!Reader)

Trick or treat (Blurb - Spicy Costume)

Unholy - Dom!Scarlet Witch+ Variant Threesome + Rough

Tricks or Treats (Late Requests)

The Mystery Club (Series)

Better Than Coffee - Morning Sex with Leigh Shaw

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[missacidburn928]

Since it wouldn't leave my mind palace...

I got this little bit of dialogue stuck in my head and it wouldn't leave me be until I fleshed it out. SO here is a little 900 word blurb no one asked for. I usually don't do these but my here ya go.

“Are you serious? You can’t possibly be serious right now. Who the fuck gave you the right to even approach him with such vitriol on your tongue? He may care about maintaining his salvaged reputation but honey I am a whole mess of I don’t give a fuck. There is nothing you can do or say to me that I haven’t already done to myself. So come on. Try me. I love stupid games. I always come up with the best prizes.”

“Doll, you don’t need to do this. I’m okay.”

“Like hell you are Jamie. I know that look in your eyes and I’m not okay with it. Everything inside of me wants to make a scene right now. But I know you don’t want that. So, this is the solution.”

“Oh, wow. You need your woman to fight your battles for you now Soldat. Look how far you’ve fallen. You’re a shell of a once great man. I must say I much preferred you brainwashed.” The brunet field agent spouts off.

That was it. That what the last nail in her, soon to be coffin. Your shoulders relaxed, as a calmness took over. You turned to smile sweetly at the group of hero’s lounging around you in the common room. “Excuse me one moment.”

You rise to your feet. Bucky reaches out with his metal arm, giving your hand a squeeze and looking into your almost vacant eyes. “Doll?”

You just squeeze his hand back before releasing it and starting to walk away. You could hear Steve swallow. A quiet had settled within the room as you made your way.

“Sure can dish it out. Too bad you can’t ta-“

That was all she was able to make out before your hand tightened around her windpipe. No one moved to help the useless agent out.

“What was that? We’re you going to imply that I couldn’t take it. Tsk tsk tsk.” You make sure to dig your nails in, allowing little rivulets of crimson to take the course of gravity and run down her throat.

Her eyes begin frantically searching the faces of the group around her. Surely someone would come to her aid. She was a part of the team wasn’t she and you were just the Winter Soldiers little girlfriend.

“Oh, they won’t help you my dear. You see, I’m not exactly mortal. And therefore, even with all their nifty enhancements. They are no match for me. Expect Wanda. Although I really don’t want to know the truth to that. I very much like the Scarlet Witch.”

You allow her to take a quick breath and she squeaks out. “Thor.”

“Thor?” You start to laugh. “You think the demigod can save you?”

She nods.

“Oh you poor unfortunate soul. That’s not going to happen. You see I can control the elements and well all that lovely Thunder can be rendered useless with a snap of my fingers.”

You turn to the blonde Adonis with a smile. “I wouldn’t do without just cause. You know that.” You send him a wink and he beams a smile your way.

“Doll, she’s starting to turn purple.” Bucky states.

“Oh! My bad.” You loosen the pressure on her windpipe but keep your hand firmly in place around her delicate and bleeding neck.

“I think it’s due time for you to retire to the agents wing for the night. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to you that can’t be reversed.”

You take a step back and release her. Watching as she clutches her neck. Eyes wide with fear.

You lean forward and run your tongue along an errant trail of her life force. Making sure she watches as you trace it along your lips, before pulling it into your mouth and swallowing. With the snap of your crimson covered fingers all traces of blood disappear.

“Now run along. And remember,” You step forward so that you may whisper in her ear. “This was but a warning. It would more than please me for you to fuck around and find out what I would do if you slight my love again.” You place a kiss to her cheek and return to your super soldier.

Everyone watches on as she makes a B-line for the elevators. Everyone except for Bucky. He only has eyes for you.

He pulls you down to straddle his lap. You can feel exactly what that little display of your power did to him pushing against his zipper. His flesh hand grips your hip tightly as his metal thumb runs along your bottom lip. “Say goodnight to our friends, Doll.”

“Why? She’s gone. We can enjoy the rest of our evening in peace now.”

“Say goodnight, георгин. Unless you want our friends to see you get fucked stupid.”

You bite your lip and maintain eye contact with his steel greys. “Goodnight, Earth’s mightiest.”

He grips your thighs tight and rises from his seat. “Tony, up the sound proofing for our floor. Oh and can you funnel the audio to that cunt agents room as well.”

“Damn that’s pouring lemon and salt unto the wound.” Clint quips.

Tony messes with a screen on his watch for a moment. “Done and done terminator. Try not to break too much furniture this time please. I’m gonna have to start a tab soon with you two.”

Before the elevator doors can fully close you shout out. “What’s the fun in that!”

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[the-doomed-witch]

promot 1 & 2 with wanda. the same situation when you both are young and when you are old.

✦ Buttons on a Coat, Lighthearted Joke

Wanda x GenderNeutral!Reader

Prompts:

1. Smoothing your fingers down your lover’s tie, fixing where your lover couldn’t tie it right. 2. Brushing your lover’s waist/shoulder as they pass.

Warnings: fluff, not proofread, shouting (i mean it’s from across the room but still?) | implied childhood friends to lovers

Author’s Note: dear anon, thank you for requesting! i hope i did justice to your request, please feel free to give out any feedbacks or criticism :)

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“Hang on a second!” you shout at the top of your lungs, with an unintentional tinge of aggression. Wanda has knocked on your door for eight times now, and you cannot for the life of you handle the disheveled hair, weirdly arranged tie, and a coat you barely just ironed.

“Y/N, just open the door! You’re taking too much time and you aren’t the only one attending the event my boss invited me to!” she snaps right back at you. You had the choice between either a latecomer-with-a-walk-of-shame or my-wife-is-going-to-hunt-me-down. The second one seemed to secure some dignity for you. So you give up on trying to look presentable and unlock the door.

Wanda looks at you with a plain face. No shock, no expression of anger, no disappointment. Gradually, her mouth curves into a smile, and she couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore. “Oh my God Y/N!” she managed to say between bursts of laughter.

Your face grows burning red. “Stop laughing at me, and help me out!”

“Oh malyshk, don’t tell me you’ve been doing this for the past hour and forty five minutes.” She continues chuckling. You surrender and join her, crying-laughing. “Just- do something about it.”

With a few swift movements of her hand, she fixed your hair. As her hand was placed in your hair again, you pulled her into a deep kiss. Wanda let go a little sooner than usual, which hurt, but she clarified, “Detka, we’re already running late. When we come back home, I promise, we will continue right where we left off.” She kisses you on the cheek.

Her hands skim over your neck as she straightens your shirt’s collar and unknots the hideously done tie. Both of you say at the same time, “It’s just like high school prom.” She looks up and smiles at you, and you return it cheerfully. “You never learned how to do a tie.”

“It gives me a reason to spend more time with you. Always has.”

She caresses your cheek, “Just admit that you’re too dumb for it.”

“I’m not gonna deny that.” The sounds of her giggling mingle with your own.

When Wanda is done with helping you out, she steps aside to rearrange her own hair in front of the mirror. As she does so, you let your hand brush over her waist. Her blush was clearly visible in her mirror reflection. Her face was just as soft as the cotton of her shirt, hair as red as the flush on your cheeks.

When she turns around, you hold her coat ready in your arms, and help her wear it. “Breathtaking, you’re absolutely breathtaking, my love.” you whisper against her lips.

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[noahhawthorneauthor]

There's something about queer cozy reads that soothes the soul. Speaking of, I'm hosting a Read-Along for Phantom and Rook on Halloween!

I've partnered up with Fable to give away ebooks to those who join the book club, and if you'd like to participate but prefer audiobooks, let me know! I still have some Spotify codes that I'd be happy to giveaway.

The book club is already set up, link is here. I'll also be creating a Storygraph challenge, and sharing updates on here for those of you who like to quietly participate. It's a great way to celebrate PAR's book birthday, and to prepare for the sequel coming out in a couple months!

Blurb:

Arlo Rook has decided it’s time to move out of Garren Castle, home for orphans of all races, magical or not, at 100 years old.

It’s not the first time he’s left home, but after a setback that landed the Hedge Witch in the hospital a year ago, he ended up right back at square one. But now he’s ready to strike out on his own, despite his friend’s worries that he’s not ready for the ���real world.’

Then, he crashes into a mess of copper curls and bright eyes, sending apothecary goods and his life into a chaotic mess. Thatch is a mysterious and incredibly wealthy benefactor of Levena, only spoken of but never seen. He requests a night of Arlo’s company and a tour of the city, which Arlo immediately declines.

But that’s not the last time they see each other, and it certainly wasn’t the first. Arlo doesn’t remember him, no one remembers Thatch after he visits, but Thatch never forgot the Witch with a familiar mark on his face.

Thatch Phantom is an immortal, the last of his kind and perpetually bored. When he’s not closing inter-dimensional rifts and corralling demons, he’s visiting his favorite city of all, Levena. Centuries ago, when life was particularly dull, he set up a scavenger hunt for a starving village, providing them with a year’s worth of supplies.

He anonymously returned year after year, upping the ante and providing less practical things, as the village had become a city and was wealthy beyond belief. Festivals were thrown in his honor, and have continued every year since. Hundreds of years later, The Game is still put on by the fabled ‘Scarlet Illusionist’, but no one has figured out who blesses them with the puzzles.

Once again, Thatch is listless and has decided to throw a wild card into this year’s Game. Whoever discovers him will win one wish of their choice, no restrictions. Aside from the obvious, such as no falling in love, murder or resurrection.

What he didn’t anticipate was crashing into the one person whose soul mark flares like a beacon when Thatch is around, teasing the immortal with the one thing he wants most.

Someone to call home.

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Find Phantom and Rook here!

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[sheisnotalone]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨 | 𝐰. 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

prompt: adventure | prompt list

pairing: wanda maximoff x reader (no pronouns used)

category: fluff~

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"Ugh this is so boring" you exclaimed as you let your head fall onto the paperwork you had been working on for the last hours. "You would think this job would be exciting, like saving peoples lives, getting to beat up bad guys... but instead all I have to do is this stupid paperwork over and over and over again, it's like I am not good enough to do anything else... " you started rambling and therefore didn't notice how a certain someone entered the room.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, the next mission will come soon enough" Wanda said softly before she pushed your chair a bit to the side so she could sit on your lap. "I can't take this anymore, Wands" you rested your head against hers, a deep sigh left your mouth.

"Let's go on an adventure" Wanda stated and you raised your head. "What do you mean?" you questioned stroking the hair out of her face. "I mean let's do something exciting, you know, I always wanted to rent one of those camper busses and just see where the road can take us" admitted Wanda a sparkle of excitement glimmered in her eyes. "Wands you know that I really want to do this to, but you also know that we can't just drive away" you deflated, you hated to be that person but just going away for some time was seemingly impossible when you are an Avenger.

"But what if we could? Let's say I would rent one right now and had already dealt with the casualties, would you join me?" she questioned an unreadable expression on her face. "Of course I would, but-" you started but she interrupted you "Then let's go!" "What Wanda we can't just leave" you exclaimed as ahe pulled you up from the chair entwining her fingers with yours. "Yes we can, I already talked to Fury and he agreed that we both need a break" she stated making her way to the front door pulling you with her. "Just like this?" you questioned trying to keep up with her. "Just like this, now come on" she only stopped for a second to open the door to the outside where you were greeted with an old VW bus. When you looked inside you saw hat the entire back was filled with a mattress covered in cute pillows. Fairy lights were hanging everywhere and the windows had small flower stickers around the edges.

"What do you think?" Wanda whispered softly. "It's perfect" you mumbled before pulling her into a hug "Let's go on that adventure". She opened the door on the passenger side to let you in then walked around and got into the drivers seat herself "Where do you want to go? Sea or mountains?" "Mountains" you replied with an excited smile and off you were. Two weeks of adventures laying in front of you and yu couldn't wait to spend the time with your most favorite person in the world.

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[peach-and-bugs]

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characters that I write for are organized in alphabetical order by fandom and by name. links will lead to my complete list of posted work for said character:

willing to write for characters: romantically (➵ ) platonically (✸) or nsfw (✧)

Character Alphabets (sfw ✸ & nsfw ✧)

Ask Box Headcanons and Blurbes

Agents of shield

Bobbi Morse ✸ ➵ ✧

Daisy Johnson/Quake ✸ ➵ ✧

Jemma Simmons ✸ ➵ ✧

Jiaying ✸ ➵ ✧

Leo Fitz ✸ ➵

Malinda May ✸ ➵ ✧

Phil Coulson ✸ ➵

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina 

Hilda Spellman ✸ ➵ ✧

Madam Satan/Lilith ✸ ➵ ✧

Sabrina Spellman ✸ ➵

Zelda Spellman ✸ ➵ ✧

Doctor Who

Amy Pond ✸ ➵ ✧

Bill Pots ✸ ➵

Clara/Clara Oswald/Oswin ✸ ➵ ✧

Eleven/Smith!Doctor ✸ ➵

Jack Harkness ✸ ➵

Missy/Gomez!Master ✸ ➵ ✧

River Song/Melody Pond ✸ ➵ ✧

Simm!Master ✸ ➵

Thirteen/Whittaker!Doctor ✸ ➵ ✧

Twelve/Capaldi!Doctor ✸ ➵

Five Nights at Freddy (movie)

romantic (➵) platonic (✸) nsfw (✧)

Mike Schmidt ➵ ✸

William Afton ➵ ✸

Vanessa Shelly/Afton ➵ ✸ ✧

Killing Eve 

Eve Polastrí ✸ ➵ ✧

Villanelle ✸ ➵ ✧

The Legend Of Korra

Asami Sato ✸ ➵ ✧

Bolin ✸ ➵

Bumi ✸ ➵

Izumi ✸ ➵ ✧

Korra ✸ ➵ ✧

Kuvira ✸ ➵ ✧

Kya ✸ ➵ ✧

Kyoshi ✸ ➵ ✧

Lin Beifong ✸ ➵ ✧

Mako ✸ ➵

Opal ✸ ➵

Tenzin ✸ ➵

The Last Of Us (Games)

Abby Anderson ✸ ➵ ✧

Dina ✸ ➵ ✧

Ellie Williams ✸ ➵ ✧

Joel Miller ✸ ➵

Tommy Miller ✸ ➵

Marvel 

Agatha Harkness ✸ ➵ ✧

Bucky Barns/Winter Soldier ✸ ➵

Bruce Banner ✸ ➵

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel ✸ ➵ ✧

Darcy Lewis ✸ ➵ ✧

Drax ✸ ➵

Gamora ✸ ➵ ✧

Hela Odendottir ✸ ➵ ✧

Hope van Dyne/Wasp ✸ ➵ ✧

Jane Foster/Mighty Thor ✸ ➵ ✧

Kate Bishop ✸ ➵ ✧

Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab ✸ ➵ ✧

May Parker ✸ ➵ ✧

Mantis ✸ ➵ ✧

Maria hill ✸ ➵ ✧

Monica Ranbough ✸ ➵ ✧

Natasha Romanov/Black Widow ✸ ➵ ✧

Nebula ✸ ➵ ✧

Okoye ✸ ➵ ✧

Peggy Carter/Captain Carter ✸ ➵ ✧

Peter Parker/Spider-Man ✸ ➵

Sam Wilson/Falcon/Captain America ✸ ➵

Scott Lang/Ant-man ✸ ➵

Sharon Carter/Powerbroker ✸ ➵ ✧

Sylvie Laufeydottir ✸ ➵ ✧

Thor Odenson ✸ ➵

Valkyrie ✸ ➵ ✧

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch ✸ ➵ ✧

Yelena Belova ✸ ➵ ✧

Parks and Recreation 

Ann Perkins ✸ ➵ ✧

April Ludgate ✸ ➵ ✧

Donna Meagle ✸ ➵ ✧

Jennifer Barkley ✸ ➵ ✧

Leslie Knope ✸ ➵ ✧

Star Wars 

Ahsoka ✸ ➵ ✧

Captain Phasma ✸ ➵ ✧

Finn/FN-2187 ✸ ➵

General Hux ✸ ➵

Han Solo ✸ ➵

Leia Organa ✸ ➵ ✧

Luke Skywalker ✸ ➵

Padmé Amidala ✸ ➵ ✧

Rey ✸ ➵ ✧

Rose ✸ ➵ ✧

Stranger things  

Argyle ✸ ➵

Chrissy Cunningham✸ ➵

Dustin Henderson ✸ ➵

Eddie Munson ✸ ➵

El/Eleven/Jane ✸ ➵

Erica Sinclair ✸

Jim Hopper ✸ ➵

Johnathan Byers ✸ ➵

Joyce Byers ✸ ➵ ✧

Karen Wheeler ✸ ➵ ✧

Lucas Sinclair ✸ ➵

Max Mayfield ✸ ➵

Murray Bauman ✸ ➵

Nancy Wheeler ✸ ➵ ✧

Steve Harrington ✸ ➵

Will Byers ✸ ➵

misc.

Alma LeFay Peregrine (mrs peregrine's home of peculiar children)✸ ➵ ✧

Elizabeth Corday (ER) ✸ ➵ ✧

Laura DeMille/Madame Rouge (Doom Patrol) ✸ ➵ ✧

Lily Lebowski (Crossing Jordan) ✸ ➵ ✧

Marilyn Thornhill/Laurel Gates (Wednesday) ✸ ➵ ✧

Millie Rusk/MolotovGirl (Free Guy) ✸ ➵ ✧

Miranda Croft (The Flight Attendant)✸ ➵ ✧

Dr. Olivia Octaviouse (Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse)✸ ➵ ✧

Yellowjackets

Jackie Tayler (1996) ✸ ➵

Laura Lee (1996) ✸ ➵

Lottie Mattews (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧

Misty Quigley (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧

"Nat" Natalie Scatorccio (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧

Shauna Sadecki (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧

Taissa Turner (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧

Travis Martinez (1996/2021) ✸ ➵

"Van" Vanessa Palmer (1996/2021) ✸ ➵ ✧

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[kitmoas]

I….I didn’t know I needed more SW in my life but could you do head cannons for her and Toy? It’s all I can think about now

Hi!! So... I dont want to give away TOO much since SW being in TGU is cannon BUT here's just a little bit of some stuff that hopefully will help you guys imagine it ALSO here’s the hcs I asked about earlier 😌 @caroldantops vote pushed it over for you guys to see the HCs first 🫡

Warnings: brief mentions of sex and some very vague mention of kinky stuff sooo ***minors DNI*** ***18+***

The first time SW meets Toy she’s immediately intrigued and Toy, well Toy just thinks she’s hot. Like…toy is DROOLING.

It doesn’t take long for the Toy to completely get SW enamored with them, and no matter how hard she tries to act like she isn’t affected by them–in her heart she can’t seem to actually harm them. 

Toy takes up sitting in her lap a lot, mostly while the SW is reading through the darkhold. SW has started allowing them to suck on one of her hands so that they don’t annoy her while she’s trying to focus. SW acts like she doesn’t like it but finds the pressure and weight of Toy grounding, especially when her powers and the dark hold get frustrating.

SW really… just finds most things toy does as annoying, and it only gets worse when Toy is with Kate. SW prefers her things quiet, frozen, and just..completely at her will. Toy is too cutesy and loving and if Kate is involved they are entirely too energetic.

SW rarely ever calls Toy anything other than It or Thing. Once in a while there will be a nice adjective in there–cute, pretty, fun, etc. 

One day Toy is laying down in front of a cabinet, and SW needs to get something but they fell asleep so SW just…steps up and uses the little toy as a step ladder. Even though Toy woke up the moment SW stepped on them, they didn't say a word because it reminded them of Wanda. SW liked the feeling of stepping on someone, not realizing that she had been every time she killed someone.

Whenever Toy is being extra “useless” in SW, she will just hang Toy up on the wall with her magic. “If you’re going to be useless, at least you can be a pretty painting for the rest of us” pretty-quiet-out of the way.

Some nights are really bad for the both of them, SW wakes up and just sorta needs to yell. She needs to rant and pace and just she needs to vent. She’s confused and angry and yelling helps. Toy has always hated yelling, but they know that it helps SW. Toy doesn’t understand everything that SW feels but wants nothing more than just to help her. 

 When Toy wakes up on bad nights they just..need Wanda. SW was never great at showing softness, but since spending more time with Toy she is getting a bit better. Toy doesn’t need much, just sorta needs physical touch with SW. Laying on top of her. Shoving their head into her shirt, trying to find a piece of Wanda. 

SW doesn’t do much other than sit in the attic of the small house that Natasha and Wanda owns, but Toy tries their hardest to bring her food and drinks whenever. Toy has learned that SW likes strawberry lemonade and turkey sandwiches. SW leaves little treats around where she knows Toy will find them; mostly just small pieces of candy.

Whenever SW falls asleep, usually in the middle of her little candle circle; Toy will bring blankets to cover her with. Toy will also leave King Wiggles with her in hopes that every time SW sleeps with the dino that her scent will rub off on him. SW finds comfort in the soft squishy dinosaur, and secretly starts pretending to sleep so that she can get the stuffed toy. It reminds her of her boys.

SW starts buying clothes the longer that she is with Toy, and the rest of the gang, but she notices that a lot of her clothes keep showing up in Toy’s closet. So she just keeps buying more because she knows that Toy is looking to be closer to Wanda. 

SW and Toy don’t have sex often, more so just SW groping Toy and leaving them needy. SW doesn’t need much more than a fun toy who whines and whimpers in the cutest of ways.  

When they do have sex, it’s cold calculated and aggressive. SW more so just uses Toy’s body, with no regards to how Toy will get off. Very rarely does Toy get off, but SW gives half hearted praise for how well their body is to help her cum so that’s a plus. 

SW struggles with emotions and struggles with affection but Toy just misses Wanda so SW is gonna have to deal with at least the affection and Toy is gonna have to deal with the lack of emotions. 

#kitmoas writes #k: TGU blurb #k: sw witchy #k: training grounds #marvel fanfiction #wanda maximoff #marvel wlw #wanda maximoff x reader #kate bishop #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff x you #wanda x reader #scarlet witch #scarlet witch x reader

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Original Writing Project: 916

OKAY, now that I've edited the first few chapters enough, I think it's finally time to have its debut to you all!

This is an original sci-fi story completely written by me, with MAJOR influences from things like Gundam and whatnot.

I want to post it here to get your all's feedback and just to share some good ol' storytelling, so please let me know what you guys think of it, your feedback/comments is always read by me!

I expect to have the first few chapters out sometime during this week after your normal schedule of simping, but this post will just be covering what the main idea of the story is/what shows/games is influencing it.

Below the cut is the blurb, inspirations, main characters, and a story excerpt!

First of all, thank you so much for even pressing the keep reading tab/showing any remote interest. I understand this isn't really what you come to this blog for, so it means the world to me!

Anyways, first up is the story blurb:

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Story Blurb:

The year is 1177. Thirty-four years have passed since the battlefield had been introduced to the bipedal warmachines known as Soldat D’acier. Though they only stand a few meters above tanks, they were able to reduce armored divisions to scrap metal, and fortresses once thought impenetrable transformed to piles of rubble.

The entire continent of Anis rushed their militaries into an arms race to have their own versions of these steel behemoths.

In the name of expansion and rightful conquest, the country of Florence had declared war on Cumbria in 1155. The invasion saw countless deployments of Soldats on both sides, and death quickly followed in their wake. The two nations signed a peace treaty to end hostilities after five long years, but their crimes wouldn't be so easily forgotten by the people, nor its creations.

Now, the man-made atrocities emerging from the "Enhanced Human Initiative" stoke the flames of war once more, forcing an uneasy alliance. And from the same crime that threatens them, comes their final hope: Enhanced Human 916.

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Inspirations:

Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron Blooded Orphans, Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury Mobile Suit Gundam: Narrative Mobile Suit Gundam: Unicorn Mobile Suit Gundam: Zeta The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel, Armored Core 6: Fires of Rubicon, Scarlet Nexus, Metal Gear Solid: Peace Walker, Girls' Frontline,

I was not joking when I said the major influences are from Gundam. At first I was worried about not being 100% original, but eh. Write what you love, right? Elements of the story, themes, suits, and a unholy amount more is snatched from all the Gundam shows listed above.

Armored Core 6 is what inspired the look of the "Soldats", and how combat flows in the story. The main lead, 916, is called numbers bc of the player character 621. (I also learned that the reasons I chose that number came from my subconscious, specifically Darling in the Franxx and that character, 196 aka Ikuno)

Scarlet Nexus inspired some of the tech things regarding the pilots being able to "read each other's minds" so to speak. Pretty much a less space-magic version of being a Newtype from Gundam, as well as other characters.

Trails of Cold Steel and Girls' Frontline inspired the other cast members, and speaking of which:

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Main Cast:

Wolf Company

Enhanced Human 916, "Vi", Age: 21

A young man who escaped the "Enhanced Human Initiative." Due to augmentation and surgeries, he remains stoic and emotionless, but thanks to his adoptive family, has shown signs of opening up. Earned his nickname after his violet eyes.

He pilots the Soldat R1-N0, "Rhino", a bulky mech utilizing rush and ambush tactics, armed with a 60mm Autocannon and Heat Dagger.

A/N: Titular character, heavily inspired by Byleth (Fire Emblem Three Houses), and Mikazuki (Iron-Blooded Orphans). My second favorite character to write so far in the story, ironically.

David Collins, "Boss", Age: 53

Leader of a PMC called "Wolf Company". David took 916 in at a young age and raised him to be part of the "family". Loud and proud, he takes great pride in all serving underneath him, and has known to have a temper in anything regarding his age. Earned his nickname since calling him "Boss" was more comfortable for everyone.

He pilots the Soldat "Juggernaut', a machine with the legs of a tank, but upper half of a mech with arms. Armed with wrist-mounted machine guns and twin battle-cannons on top of its shoulders.

A/N: Inspired by Maine from Cyberpunk: Edgerunners. Don't look too much into that, don't worry. You can also tell from just his dialogue how much I like writing him too. He is my number 1 favorite to write.

Chloe, "Flare", Age: 35

Second in command of "Wolf Company. Chloe is extremely loud, complementing her foul-mouthed nature. Generally regarded as the "Big SIster" of the team. Earned her nickname from her extremely short temper.

She pilots the Soldat "Mantis", a lanky and smaller machine focusing on blitz tactics, able to leap surprisingly massive heights due to its inverted legs.

A/N: Inspired by Bianca (Gundam Thunderbolt), Sasha (Attack on Titan) and Miku (Darling in the Franxx). To everyone I have shown this story thus far, she has been the fan favorite, including her partner in crime:

Hayes, "Screw", Age: 32

The newest "rookie" of Wolf Company. Impulsive, a little too confident in himself but admittedly a talented sniper, Hayes is always eager to prove himself. Earned his nickname from either screwing himself over, or the enemy.

He pilots the Soldat "Phantom", a mech focusing on stealth and sniping, able to keep itself off enemy radar.

A/N: Inspired by Connie (Attack on Titan) and Zorome (Darling in the Franxx). Him and Chloe are a fun combo, as you will soon see.

There's eight more main characters, but I'll let you read their introduction yourself! 916 and Wolf Company will be the ones we'll be following the most throughout the story. Though this part of the cast was heavily inspired by Iron-Blooded Orphans. For those who watched the show, again, don't read too much into that.

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The last thing I'll have for this post will be an excerpt from the prologue to get things started! Hopefully my slow ass will have the prologue out soon, so please look forward to it!

Without further ado-

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Story Excerpt:

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“Doctor Moreau, do you think we go to heaven?” asked the small girl.

Doctor Moreau stopped typing for a moment as her eyes glanced over the terminal, seeing the child laying on the operating table, standing out from the rest of the clean black walls and white tiles. The room was supported with soft lights illuminating the room, complemented by the blue screens and dizzying amount of automated surgical equipment quietly whirring into position.

Moreau pushed her aging white hair away from her eyes, looking at the child, subject designated 403. 403 was about seven, she barely stood up to Moreau’s stomach and had long black hair that stopped at her shoulders. The light blue gown was slightly too big for her, the sleeves extending over most of her hands and just revealing her fingers. Seeing her face again reminded Doctor Moreau of 403's rather inquisitive nature. 

“Why are you asking that, 403?” Moreau replied, her tone indifferent. Her fingers went back to typing as she sighed. “If you’re worried about the procedure, the chips are perfectly safe to implant. There has been no previous record of anyone dying from-”

“-But I’m going to die after.”

“...What?”

“After the chip goes into me. Will the others and I go to heaven?”

The question had caught the doctor completely off guard. Moreau had answered questions such as, “Will this hurt?”, or “Do I have to?”. This question was something she could not answer with her usual dismissive tone. She sat up straight in her seat now and turned to look at the child. 403's eyes were still fixated on the ceiling.

“Why are you so certain you’re going to die, 403?”

“That’s what my brother told me. When the chip goes into our brain, we’re sent off to die.”

The girl’s voice stated it as a matter of fact. There was no confusion in her tone of what was to become of her. Doctor Moreau had no response as she stared at 403 with her mouth slightly open. The child simply turned her head, facing her and expectantly waiting for an answer.

“... I certainly hope there’s a heaven, 403. I’m sure heaven will allow good kids like you and your brother.”

“What about my friends? Will they-”

“We’re about to begin the surgery. Please face up towards the light and close your eyes.” Moreau bluntly cut off the conversation.

403 pouted, but complied. It was clear that the answer did not satisfy her as much as she wanted it to. Doctor Moreau took a second to recover and focus back on the job at hand. Facing back towards the terminal, she began typing once more. With the input of several passwords and confirmations, the surgery to implant the combat data-chip into 403’s brain would commence. Afterwards, she would be sent to her brother’s unit, and be deployed to the battlefield.

Just like all the others.

This room had always been nothing out of the ordinary to Moreau. The same procedure had been repeated more times than she could count and yet why did this one make it so hard to breathe all of a sudden?

“Doctor Moreau?”

“Yes, 403?”

“Can I ask one more thing?”

“You may.”

“Can I listen to that song you always play? The one that goes ‘Lalalalala~’? I want to hear it one more time before I sleep. I really like it.”

Doctor Moreau’s lips suddenly dried up as she once again stopped typing. With a slightly trembling hand, she turned to the radio sitting on her desk and nodded.

“...Of course, 403. No more questions, please.” 

She could see the smile form on 403’s lips as the mask was gently put onto her face, the anesthesia slowly starting to pump into 403’s lungs.

“...Thank you.”

Doctor Moreau swallowed hard as her finger pressed the on switch of her old radio. Despite being in such a high tech surgical room, her radio was comically outdated. It was a small gray oval-like object that only had a speaker and a few buttons. To even put music in it, she had to insert a smaller rectangle that contained the songs in it via tape. It was a gift from her father when she was 403’s age, the thought of their roles being reversed not lost on the doctor.

‘Sing, sing a song Let the world sing along Sing of love there could be Sing for you and for me…~’

Doctor Moreau could hear 403 softly hum along to the song as her voice gradually became quieter, and eventually turning into soft breathing. The whirring of the surgical equipment and the radio being the only things in the room left making noise. The only remaining step was for Doctor Moreau to approve the procedure to implant the chip into 403’s brain.

“Is there heaven…” the doctor quietly repeated the question to herself, attempting to ignore 403’s startling self awareness of the situation.

"Authorization confirmed, Implant procedure beginning.” A deep robotic voice rang out across the room as the sound of a drill began drowning out the other equipment. Doctor Moreau sat on her chair as she closed her eyes, waiting for the procedure to be done and turning off the radio in the process.

 “For me, I don’t think so…Heaven was lost to me long ago.”

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‘Sing, sing a song Make it simple to last Your whole life long~’

The Doctor was snapped out of her melancholy as the music continued playing. Sighing, she moved to turn it off for good.

“Piece of junk is starting to-” She stopped as her finger was about to hit the switch.

The radio was still off.

Listening closely again, Moreau realized the singing was coming outside of the door.

‘Don't worry that it's not Good enough for anyone Else to hear~’

Creeping towards the door, the doctor put her ears to it and heard what sounded like a chorus singing. The song wasn’t over the intercom, otherwise the voice would be far clearer.

Instead it sounded like- 

A sudden sense of dread hit the doctor as she swung the doors open and ran towards the hangar. Multiple guards and scientists were opening the doors along the long gray hallway, joining Moreau and investigating what the noise was. When they finally got to the railing after the doors slid open, none of them could speak. 

‘Just sing, sing a song (Just sing, sing a song) Just sing, sing a song~’

Inside the massive hangar stood rows of countless Soldats, giant bipedal machines that stood several meters tall, lined up next to each other as if they were statues. Their bulky legs stood firmly in place and the compact yet slender arms did not move an inch.

The only things moving were their horned box-like heads, slowly moving side to side in perfect sync. Each of the voices emerging from the Soldats were different but singing in perfect harmony.

Their normally offline and horizontal segregated visors were suddenly flickering to life with blue lights, illuminating the large dark room with bright blue rays.

‘La la la la la, la la la la La la la la la la laaaaa~’

Doctor Moreau could hear the voices of security guards rushing down the stairs to halt the singing, shouting orders at the others to back away.

However, the doctor could only hear their cheerful singing along with her breathing becoming noticeably shorter with each second, feeling her chest tighten.

Once again, the question 403 springed up to the forefront of her mind.

“Is there heaven?”

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And that's the first part of the prologue done, hope to have this out soon, and again if you got this far, thanks for taking the time!

See ya soon, and back to the normal content for now!

#not an ask #chris's thoughts #oc story

[langernameohnebedeutung]

(spoilers for the blurb and the promo pics)

so this is apparently the set-up of the new Scarlet Witch & Quicksilver comic that's coming out in February and we got to see these panels as a teaser:

So in those promo panels, Darcy is holding something that has Wanda and Pietro's (first/civilian) names on it and whatever it is, it seems to make Pietro really angry - the blurb implying that this sets up a pretty big falling out between the twins.

We also know that 3 weeks before the #1 Issue of the series, the #1 Issue of the Ressurection of Magneto is coming out:

and in the blurb for the #2 Issue, we learn that Magneto is dealing with his own past in death:

And we also know that when he died, he was "seeing" Anya -

-the implication then being that he simply saw her because he was dying and likely hallucinating or just imagining.

But if in death Magneto is revisiting his life in some capacity, it might not have been a hallucination at all but something else, some foreshadowing or a first omen (perhaps we might see Anya as some sort of guide?).

Which brings me back to the Wanda and Pietro situation: Something Magneto wrote in that mysterious letter to the twins had the power to both upset Pietro if he found out AND upset him if he found out that Wanda withheld it. We also see that Darcy is holding some sort of box with their names on it - and if we assume this box came with that letter, that means perhaps he left the twins something - left it to the twins specifically, because Lorna's name isn't on the box. Just like the letter was apparently relevant only for both Wanda and Pietro but not for Lorna. So whatever is going on is not a general farewell to all his children. But since it has the power to upset Pietro, it is also not just a personalised goodbye to Wanda with things only relevant to the relationship between Mags and Wanda - but concerning Pietro as well.

I mean, I'm sitting here waiting to be proven wrong in a month and so on, but I feel like this is just.......slightly looking like they might have come up with something to retcon the retcon?

Because Magneto informing the twins that he is their biological father after all would definitely constitute something that Wanda would probably be a lot more positive about than Pietro, going by her latest interactions with Mags. Which would explain why she decided to dispose of the letter and why Pietro would be upset with her for doing that. And if the twins (or at least Wanda) are in the loop about whatever events will lead to Magneto's resurrection, that would be a reason for Wanda to come clean about burning the letter and what it said. And Mags' experiences in the afterlife forcing him to revisit his past would create a stage for us to learn what exactly the newest spin on the story is.

#just to be clear I'm barely in the loop about anything and this is wild wild wild speculation but hey. felt like sharing my thoughts #marvel #magneto #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #fandom #spoilers

[jromanoff]

The Scarlet Knight II W. Maximoff: A Fantasy AU

Pairing: (dark) Queen!Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch x Knight!Reader

Summary: The Scarlet Witch has an entire chapter devoted to her in the Darkhold. Part of that chapter speaks about you, the Scarlet Knight; destined to serve the Scarlet Witch when she arrives at her castle at Mount Wundagore.

Writer’s notes:

I’m still not sure about how I will connect the main parts, so please note that there are no real stakes to these main parts.

This is a Fantasy AU. That being said, I take some inspiration from Game of Thrones and of course Marvel itself. Magic is a thing in this AU so that’s gonna be fun.

Each chapter will have its own warnings attached, there’s only one general warning for this series: Wanda Maximilf/the Scarlet Milf.

A big thank you to @furys-eyepatch for helping me with this and giving me inspiration.

As a final note: I’ll accept asks and drabble/blurb requests for this specific AU at any time. I can’t promise I will write them immediately, but I can promise that I will eventually.

Main parts:

Prologue

Chapter 1

Side pieces:

Coming soon

Taglist:

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