Contaminated
genre: historical fiction; reincarnation au; past lives au; canon compliant
word count: 2k
notes: written for TPWAOPII Marvel Au series Epic™ - also posted here. this does not have to be read with the rest of the series and is a standalone
Summary: When Wanda Maximoff first hears about the show My Strange Attraction, the first thing her twin does is turn to her, flashing a cheeky smile, and teases, “That’s you!” She subsequently blasts Pietro across the small room with a tiny burst of red mist from her fingertips.
Wanda Maximoff is born immediately after her brother—twelve minutes, to be exact. Her family jokes that Pietro had rather remained en utero than to come out into the world because how fast Wanda pushed him out the way. Pietro comes into the world a new soul, screams punching from his tiny lungs; Wanda returns to the world recycled.
Decades ago in prewar-Europe, there lived a woman born Wanda Orsós—Wanda Maximoff’s first life and even then she’s stubborn and headstrong as ever to get what she wants. Even playing along to a marriage to a man she doesn't love
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 — 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩;
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘵
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱
Wanda Maximoff is born immediately after her brother—twelve minutes, to be exact. Her family jokes that Pietro had rather remained en utero than to come out into the world because how fast Wanda pushed him out the way. It’s also joked that she wanted to get her tiny fists on her older cousin from supposedly hearing him make all those negative comments out the side of his mouth about her, about the twins, about there being more mouths to feed. However, when Wanda blinks her newborn eyes against the lights of the new world, her mother’s arms go lax in startle—Wanda’s born with pale, icy eyes and it’s feared she’s been born blind.
Pietro comes into the world a new soul, screams punching from his tiny lungs.
Wanda returns to the world recycled.
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“There’s a belief that a person can be reincarnated as another human. Alternatively, their souls might expel tragedy, seeking revenge on anyone who harmed him during his life on earth. Sometimes, an undeservingly tortured soul will get another chance at life, or if one dies unjustly. This doesn’t always happen or is proved—it’s merely a comfort myth, like blowing dandelion seedlings grants wishes or folding one thousand paper cranes grants a miracle.”
So, when she’s seven years old and expresses an interest in the old and unexplainable, Wanda Maximoff is merely labelled as peculiar. She wants to wear the color yellow all the time, loves the flavor of honey, kisses pretty metal trinkets scavenged from a pile of antiques, and smiles with unspoken wisdom laden dormant and secret.
For one assignment in school back in Sokovia, the class is told to choose a poem and explain what each student finds the most interesting about it, what he or she resonates with and why—their explanation explained written on at least two pages, front and back.
At thirteen years old, Wanda chooses “The Yellow Wallpaper.” She says that she relates to the female main character and goes into vivid detail why. As a result, her teacher gets in contact with Wanda’s parents and explains her suspicions and worries.
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Decades ago in prewar-Europe, there lived a woman born Wanda Orsós—Romani, short height stature, black hair, dark hazel eyes. Single child. Weaver by career necessity. Spinster by choice. Although a fighter in both lives, she doesn’t live long for her first.
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Shout-out to everyone who survived a "fun" easter with the family
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don’t reblog my tti posts if you think that bringing up capitalism in the argument against their existence “cheapens your trauma”! that is goofy bullshit and i’m not engaging with today!
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people dont know what liminal means anymore. im gonna stab someone. an empty parking lot is not liminal THERES SO MUCH SPACE EVERYWHERE AND NO WALLS TF YOU MEAN
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what would it take for her to toss all warnings aside, not only the ominous control of her stepmother, or the childhood memories of gentler words from her papa? the former's fury at an attempt of ella to interrupt a berating to explain herself, that she hadn't done as much... only to earn herself a violent boxing about the ears by her stepsisters. it was not the first, not by far, yet it proved too much to be borne.
so she ran, shoving her way out of her stepmother's grip, down the grand stairs, and out into the sunlight, the older woman's wrathful shouts chasing her out of the yard and into the dark woods beyond. even once entirely surrounded by their embrace, ella still rushed blindly on, fear lending her wings lest her stepsisters chose to follow to continue their attack until she was deep within the forest.
until she was lost, hopelessly lost, and he found her.
❝ it does not matter. you have to trust me. ❞ — @paramounticebound
with a hesitant step in retreat, ella found herself shaking golden curls, not of her own accord but out of sudden welling of the terror she fought so valiantly to swallow from his first appearance. ❝ i do not. ❞ though her assertion was the most potent she dared utter in ages, even she wasn't quite certain whether she meant she did not have to... or that she simply did not trust the shadowy figure.
she felt so childlike in that moment, confusion and exhaustion vying for complete control over her frame. another step back and the world toppled, damp from the leaf mulched earth instantly seeping through her skirts. in the burgeoning dusk, the young woman missed the tree root behind her heels entirely. the force of the fall sucked the air from her lungs, the impact of already bruised flesh hardly preserving any to bolster her to her feet, to turn tail and flee.
staring up at the dense canopy of pine above, though tears had been been wetting her cheeks since she fled out the garden gate, it was only now that ella truly began to sob.
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Aw fugg I'm gonna miss the Alan Wake part if i finish the main quest now
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[antisemitism cw]
like literally that m*pping project website is like ‘the listed universities have exchange programs with israeli universities!!1!’ someone please explain to me how ‘enabling people to experience for themselves what things are like’ constitutes ‘support for israel's violent settler colonialism’ per se (except, you know, actually don’t, because it doesn’t).
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The Sarah/Bucky headcanons. I just love them so much. I’m also very curious about Sam’s role in it, as well as Sarah’s friend. But honestly mostly Sarah/Bucky because of my unhealthy investment. Again, you’re a great, talented, creative writer! You’ve got me so invested! 🤍
okay here's some headcanons from the reincarnation/soulmates AU that might be spoilers. sorry if I'm repeating something you may already recall
there's two kinds of soulmates: romantic and platonic (best friend soulmates)
sarah and her friend (joséphine) are soulmates in this sense
speaking of joséphine, all hell is going to break loose when she interacts more in the present
sarah's soulmate from her past life is nearly entirely unknown, so everything that the readers read about sarah v. are the only ones who know this
there will be bonding between aj and sam being the only ones in the house who don't have a past life
as for sarah and bucky, it's headcanoned that their present lives are the ones which they wouldn't have been able to have in the past: including a family with kids
headcanons that bucky first dies a virgin (but now I'm thinking this could be up for debate by readers) and was explorative later in life
bucky takes the kids advice on how to take sarah w. on a date. sam can't help giving his two cents
I have this pretty visualization of sarah w. and bucky in one of those walkthrough tunnels of an aquarium. it's very romantic. I want to add this
(and I guess for a cool fanart idea, have their reflections in the aquarium glass being their past selves)
about the horny loveletter past bucky wrote for sarah v. (which was found when remodeling an old building) gets shared and it's some time until historians put a name with the handwriting script
this leads to an interesting path of their third life
sarah v. and bucky met one last time before she dies, but neither realize it
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My work boots are the most expensive shoes I’ve ever owned.
Also the most comfortable. I chose them after trying on several different brands and comparing lifespan vs usage vs comfort - I needed them for a physically demanding job, not the weekend hiking trails. I could have easily chosen cheaper boots that would have lasted long enough to be worth their low price, but I know the Sam Vimes Boot Theory and knew weaker, less comfortable boots would make my life harder in the long run.
So when the outside edge of the heel started wearing down after three years of heavy use I went to the shop I got them from and said “hey this is a common problem for me with how I walk but now it’s affecting my ankles and knees and I don’t wanna have to buy a new pair, is there a way to fix this?”
The salesman at this very fancy upscale boot store said “oh yeah, there’s a shoe repair place that can give you some heel guards - it’ll keep the rubber from wearing out.”
So at 8am this morning right after my 9hr shift ends I went to the shoe repair shop and it is the most hole-in-the-wall, is-this-a-real-business-or-a-mafia-front, am-I-gonna-get-shot tiny cinder block cube I’ve ever seen in my life. I grew up plenty poor and love me a good hole-in-the-wall business, but going from upscale store to this cash-only repair shop gave me whiplash. Wasn’t expecting this when a guy who wears three piece suits to sell boots said it’s the best place to go.
The skinny kid behind the counter looks somehow 16 and 25 at the same time, but when I tell him this place was recommended he smiles and says to hand over my boots. I hand him the vaguely warm foot-smelling boots, and stand in my socks in the 3’ square entryway surrounded by every color leather polish you could buy and watch as he turns my boots around in his hands, sizes up a crescent moon bits of plastic, and unceremoniously hammers tiny nails through them before handing them back.
The heels are perfectly level again. I can walk without almost rolling my ankles. They don’t clack loudly on the pavement or feel different. This is gonna fix my knee pain. It cost $10.
This kid had every tool he needed within arms reach, worked fast and smoothly, I was in and out the door in less than 8 minutes, and it only cost $10.
I didn’t think anything could cost only $10 anymore. I’m so used to hyperinflation prices I was spiritually thrown back to the 1400’s visiting the cobbler in town square. This kid might have been that cobbler and just decided to never die.
I’m still reeling from the whiplash, and gobsmacked at the price, and thrilled I didn’t have to go buy new, worse work boots (cuz I don’t have that kind of money for a second pair, I’m expecting these ones to last a decade) and it feels like I just experienced one of the rare little chunks of magic that floats around our world.
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im kinda annoyed when i hear people talking about "why isnt ml for console?"
did you. did you forget about the entire gps mechanic of the game. you do remember quadratum, the world of fiction, looks basically like our real life right? the world that you get to by passing through the astral realm? you remember that part right? its literally the entire basis of the closed beta?
i am sympathetic to people not having a phone to run it though. im not 100% sure mine will be able to run it. but for people who are complaining only because they don't like mobile games its like. *gestures* the gps mechanic
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i love the extras of dungeon meshi in how it fleshes out the world because they make it so much more evident how race affects every part of the story while avoiding the zootopia racism problem. like obv a main theme of the story is like, humanity and desire, 'to eat is to live', etc, but since the majority of it takes place in the dungeon isolated from society and thru the lens of laios, the racial aspects play out more like shadows on a wall for most of the story.
then in the extras we get comics like this
which at a glance fleshes out the racial aspects via a character explaining the racial rules of universe - humans have x amount of bones, while orcs and kobolds have more. however, if u take it less straightforwardly, it points out how the concept of 'human' is a constructed concept in the world. the fact that there are different categories of human in different parts of the world based off of what types of humanoids occur there is already a demonstration of this. in response, the bones explanation seems to kabru and the characters as an objective way of measuring humans vs nonhumans.
but obv, when the culture was deciding what humanoids were humans and nonhumans, they weren't blindly analyzing skeletons and then deciding. just visually, one can glean that orcs and kobolds look less like the ingroup of tallmen, elves, dwarves, gnomes, etc. the bones explanation appears as a justification for that immediate prejudice under a scientific guise - I'm sure that one could come up with the same number of physical differences between a gnome and an elf that they would find between a tallman and an orc. it sounds a lot better to say 'well, an orc has 230 bones while a human has 206' then 'well, an orc looks ewwww yucky yucky to me while a human looks normal'.
and what i like abt the comic is that the characters take the explanation at face value for the most part. when a contradiction is brought up in the oni, kabru can neatly slot them into the predetermined number of bones framework. bc that's kinda how it works irl - there r cultural prejudices that we can posthumously justify, and if we find something outside of it, we can twist it to fit into our predetermined binary. however, since the reader does not live in a world where there are orcs and kobolds to be prejudiced against, we can see that flaw in the cultural logic. when the party encounters the orcs, the number of bones has no bearing on their humanity. They r shown to be cliquish and distrusting of outsiders, but not any more than the elves are later in the story.
tldr dungeon meshi worldbuilding is so good
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you are supposed to find coriolanus attractive, they want you to sympathise with him, they want you to root for him and then remember who he is, they want you to be confused and shocked when he does something you did not expect him to do because "is he really that bad?", you are supposed to have twisted feelings about him, the whole point is that you struggle with how you easily you are affected with his charisma and his looks and that you question yourself about WHY you feel so twisted about him. suzanne collins is smart as hell for not making it obvious that he is bad. for not giving you the usual villian origin story where the kind guy gets evil because something happened to him, without physically changing him to look a certain evil way, you are supposed to follow his story and remind yourself who he is. they want you to not really understand why he "turned evil". because there are coriolanus snows in our world. at our work place, in politics, everywhere. They might not (all) kill kids in a brutal battle, but they do things you can consider evil. they all had normal lifes and chances to be a good person but chose to be bad. coriolanus hunger games are his hunger for power.
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There exist another dimension called The Empty World. It's very much like ours, in fact it seems to have been identical up until a few weeks ago, but it always seems that way. If you go there today, it was identical in late february, and if you go there this october, it'll have been identical until september.
It's empty, as you might guess. There's no humans, and no animals bigger than a cockroach. The sky is grey, and it slowly rains ash. It's colder than our world by a bit, enough to require a jacket even in summer. The streets are empty, the cars parked neatly in their garages or in lots, but they're all empty and abandoned, their doors locked like they expect their owners to return any minute now.
The newspapers left on stands don't mention any oncoming disaster. We have no idea what the TV or internet would have said: the power is out. The power is very, very out. Not just the grid, but batteries are drained. The cars won't start, the emergency lights are out, and anything with solar panels seems to be getting less energy than you'd expect, even with the perpetually overcast sky.
It's a very silent world, like the calm after a snowstorm. Sounds don't seem to echo as much as they should, nor does sound seem to travel as far. The radio spectrum is empty except for static, there's no one transmitting on any frequency.
There's fewer fires than you'd expect. Even places you'd expect to soon catch fire without human intervention are still standing, undamaged. Campfires can be lit but with difficulty: something is keeping them from burning as they should. Even if you pour kerosene on a campfire it'll barely grow, it's like something sucked the energy out of everything.
All the locked buildings are still locked. Alarms don't sound if you break in (understandable, given the power situation), and of course no one comes to investigate. So The Empty World is your oyster: you can break in wherever you want (provided you can physically do it: some doors are pretty hard to pry open even with tools), take whatever you want, and bring it back here.
Everything resets when you leave. You always enter The Empty World like it's your first time there, like this just happened and you're late to the party... but the party keeps getting rescheduled. You can even take something multiple times if you want.
When you enter The Empty World you get there at the same relative position as you are on this world. If you're in New York, you show up in the empty New York. If you're in Topeka, you show up in empty Topeka. So you have to travel around this world to get to where you want, and you can't just appear in the middle of a bank vault... unless you break into the vault from this world. (So it's great if you work at a bank and want to steal from your employer without repercussions, but not so useful otherwise).
You don't just have to take things, you know. You can take computers and files and books and diaries. You will have to deal with recharging laptops and breaking through any security when you get back, but it's doable.
So, imagine you've just gotten access to The Empty World. What are you going to do with it? What will you take, and where will you go?
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