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tia-official · 8 months

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TURRIM IN ASTRIS UPDATE

Log 4:

Extra Characters pt 2:

→ Undercover HeART:

So-jeong Ahn: A girl that you could describe as being somewhat of a "hello kitty girl", minus the stereotype of them being rude or mean. She attends the Academy of Antirrhinum, and is the lead singer as well as the guitarist of the band "Undercover HeART". As the group prefers to stay anonymous, she illustrates the music videos.

Momoyo Kichida: A gyaru girl attending the Academy of Antirrhinum, she comes off as intimidating and harsh, wild even with how she dresses and the bat she's always carrying. She's part of "Undercover HeART", having the role of bassist. When she's not playing gigs, she's with Cerise and So-jeong, either trying to persuade the cats on the school rooftop or messing with people online.

Cerise Bellefeuille: The techy one of the group, she attends the Academy of Antirrhinum and is in the same band as So-jeong and Momoyo. She takes on the synthesizer, while also acting as the percussion. She’s the one who mixes their songs often, as well as being the one who does all the music video editing. She enjoys just gaming and sometimes hacking during her free time, and she’s very fond of cats.

→ Arakhnidy/Komarov Siblings

Natalya Komarov: A slightly timid girl, she always seems on edge. At first glance you would confuse her for a slightly feminine man, with how she dresses. She works as a travelling performer, either doing magic or puppetry, at night behind the scenes though she acts as a sort of mercenary. She prefers to stalk and observe opponents before making a move, and like a true spider she uses strings to both dismember and trap opponents. At times she utilizes her cards as well, using them to disarm enemies. No one knows it’s her, but people talk about a figure labeled “The Red Widow”, who has only been spotted a few times due to their exceptional stealth.

Shura Komarov: A very outgoing person, the polar opposite of their sister. They seem to be able to strike conversations with no hesitation, definitely have their social skills maxed out, they’re also always grinning, like a cheshire-cat. They dress a bit flashier than their sister, adorning their coat with frills at the end which were definitely not there when they bought it. As an alchemist and a travelling merchant, they sell the elixirs they make for a living. They carry around a cane as a mobility aid as their left leg is disabled, sometimes using a wheelchair when it gets too tiring for them. Though, like their sister, they also work as a mercenary in secret, accompanying her. His cane actually acts as a disguised weapon that shoots out lethal poison which he brewed himself, and the fact that their leg is broken doesn’t really stop them from kicking people in the face. Due to the poison shooting and their fondness of paralyzing their opponents, they’ve earned the nickname “The Deathstalker”.

→ Miscellaneous:

Estrella Bulalacao: A thief and a loyal follower of Esiuole since childhood. She was trained at a young age how to handle throwing knives/kunai and how to steal, she’s also extremely stealthy. Currently she travels around with Muriel, both of them don't really stay in one place and could be considered vagabonds, though they're also both wanted criminals.

Corinth Belluomo: He's what you'd call a mad scientist, he's creating this world's Frankenstein- except he's using himself. Obsessed with becoming "perfect", he's done experiments to himself which include cutting off and replacing body parts, all in an attempt to turn himself into what he deems is the most perfect image of himself that he could be. Truthfully, he was already fine beforehand, but the extreme body dysmorphia made him think otherwise.

98247: A slightly defective android, Corinth found her in the dump and took her home, thinking she was "dead". Originally he was gonna take her apart to see if he could make any use of her, but she abruptly rebooted before he could, so now she just works as a sort of assistant for him. She's quite innocent and naive, and acts like a little girl.

→ The Verum:

Karyasis: The Verum of life and creation, he's the eldest and most powerful, though despite having such a high rank and position he's quite calm and stoic, merciful even. He cares for all his followers, though he won't hesitate to punish them shall they misuse his teachings and twist the meanings of his words. Most of his body is covered in plants as he is, quite literally, composed of wood.

Tempasvia: The Verum of the ocean, she watches over all sea life. Fishermen and sailors in general pray to her and offer her gifts, and in return she makes sure that their voyages are safe. Though usually quite calm, she causes multiple ocean related disasters such as typhoons, tsunamis, whirlpools, and tornadoes when enraged. She fell in love with a human, and in her mortal disguise asked for his hand in marriage. Her eyes are covered with coral-like horns and her hair is composed of seaweed.

Lucabreirr: The Verum of all emotions, primarily love. She considers herself not that important, yet she's still glad to have the position she has. Soft-spoken and gentle, she's easily one of the most approachable Verum, yet when her own emotions become negative her water-like hair becomes darker, as if being polluted. Her entire body is quite goopy, and she can melt herself on command, turning into a puddle.

Engier: The Verum of prosperity, but also of riches. He's quite quiet, though despite his appearance he's quite welcoming and friendly. His body is cracked and some parts aren't even attached, merely floating, like his arms and his head. He looks as if he's composed of gems, and he has golden bangles on his leg as well as golden ropes around his waist. He has two sets of arms, too.

Aelaza: The Verum of death, a horned figure. Her smile is unwavering, which makes it a bit unsettling, azalea's covering her eyes. She isn't exactly malevolent or benevolent, and only acts as a sort of judge, deciding where people will go after their final rest. A golden snake wraps around her arms and neck.

Esiuole: The Verum of chaos and destruction. True to his role, he relishes in anarchy and discord, though despite that he can't exactly be described as "evil", leaning more towards being a chaotic neutral. His face looks like a mask, one side grinning and the other frowning, most of his body is composed of thorns and roses, his leg looking like a spring. He acts more like a playful imp rather than a deity, and he's really the only thing that infuriates Karyasis. He has a habit of acting on impulse, as well as having intense mood swings.

Apelpéntionis: The Verum of despair. Unlike Lucabreirr, they don't inflict emotions onto people but rather serve as the literal product of the feeling of despair. Their head looks like a crowned sea urchin, a single eye showing through the spikes. Their entire body looks quite spiky in general, they're quite lethargic and speak in a sad yet bored tone.

Epithyderi: The Verum of hope. Just like Apelpéntionis, they're more of the embodiment of what they govern over. They're quite soft-spoken yet easily excitable, face and body resembling a white lined dirona. Contrasting their role and personality, their expression seems sad all the time.

Euri: Not necessarily a Verum, but half. She's the daughter of Tempasvia, making her part Verum and part human. She's quite small, resembling and behaving like a six year old, a very happy and outgoing girl.

→ The Simulacrum:

Muriel Espino: The Simulacrum of chaos and destruction. He was an orphan being raised at a sect that worshipped Karyasis, though the sect was oppressive and would frequently misuse his words to maintain control. When he was thirteen Esiuole took interest in him due to his naturally chaotic nature, and also due to how rebellious he was, deciding to adopt him and raise him as his own son. He travels with Estrella, though he visits the underground shrine that Esiuole raised him in from time to time as the other asks him to do so. He has the freakish ability to bend any part of his body a full 360 degrees, and he's able to make thorns burst out of his back, like extra limbs. He's quite the pyromaniac, and utilizes a rope dart for a weapon.

Luljeta Kadriu: The Simulacrum of life and creation. Around the age of 9 she was being sold as a slave after being kidnapped, but Karyasis found her and took pity on her, and in the disguise of a human, helped her escape. Ever since he has raised her has his Simulacrum, though she’s thankful to him she feels as if she’ll forever be indebted to him for saving her. Before all of this, she didn’t really worship any Verum. She specializes in healing magic, as all followers of Karyasis do.

Cait Alcantara: The Simulacrum of death. He knew Muriel as a child as they grew up as roommates in the same sect, though he knew how to use healing magic, he was always more drawn to Aelaza as well as the concept of death in general. Not long after Muriel was taken in by Esiuole, he followed and sought out Aelaza herself to ask her to train him as her Simulacrum. He’s quite calm and composed, quiet, though unusual. Despite that, he’s quite sly and persuasive, like a snake. He acts as a sort of grim reaper, and has the ability to apply hypnosis on people, though he only ever does so when the person who’s on their deathbed won’t cooperate, or on opponents. He uses chakrams created with mana given physical form.

Rue Matalon: The Simulacrum of despair. A young girl at the age of ten, she’s still new to being one as it’s only been a year since she was selected to be Apelpéntionis’ Simulacrum. Originally she lived with her parents, but unfortunately they died in a house fire and she was the only one to survive. She was supposed to be adopted by a relative, but the night before she was Apelpéntionis approached her and offered her to be their Simulacrum, which she accepted. She’s quite nonchalant and indifferent, not very talkative either. She has the ability to cover things and areas in black spikes simply by going “Boom”.

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aliypop · 29 days

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Return To Sender

Word Count: 2,155

Writers Note: Meet Cece's new soon-to-be friend Natalya Dyer who's totally not based off of my great friend @sissylittlefeather the Jerry in my life ....

Warning: Sexual content and Language

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: It's 1968 and Natalya Dyer a divorcee and single mother is tasked to interview Elvis and Cecelia Presley at their humble mansion Graceland about their spicy relationship only to learn more about them as people.

Chapter 2

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Memphis August 1968

" I think that's all of it, ma’am." One of the movers said, placing the last box in her home, the biting smell of her cigarette flooding the room as she took a deep breath. Her long dark brown hair was unraveling from its beehive. She sat down. Her son Jericho would be home any minute to tell her about his first day at school. Of course, she knew that if it was one thing a mother needed was mai tai, some music, and a nice relaxing day,

BRRRING!

BRRRRING!

BRRRRRRING!

"Damnit. Who's calling me now..." She groaned, walking towards her teal rotary phone, "Natalya Dyer speaking,

" Who's this?" Holding her cigarette in the other hand as she waited for the voice to speak,

"Nat, how's everything in Memphis." It was her boss, Mrs. Moon, of the juicy gossip magazine Moon and Sun. "It's not California." Natalya smiled, her radio playing softly in the background as she took a deep drag of her cigarette. It wasn't that she didn't like her job. She knew she was destined for great things, like being an author or owning a company. But Natalya might have started considering a new job based on her thoughts about being destined for her boss's words to her,

"Well, that's great hun. Listen, we want the juicy gossip between Hollywood's greatest couple."

"Sharon Tate and Roman Polanski?"

"No, Elvis and Cecelia Presley." Natalya knew that the magazine was known as a crummy rumor and sex magazine amongst the stars, but she couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity. Was there anything to report? "Alright, Mrs. Moon, any leads?"

"Nope, I'm just your messenger today. You've got to do the rest of the work." Although she had been considering a new job, the twinge of curiosity seemed to have won her over, and it looked like she'd be doing the rest of the work to get the scoop on the couple.

"Mama!! Mama!!!"

"Well, Tata dear." Mrs. Moon hung up, and as she did, Natalya put all her attention on her blonde-haired blue-eyed son. "Hey, Jer-Bear, how was school!" Natalya asked as he hugged his mother,

"It was good. I made lots of friends, and I think two of them are related to the Presleys."

"That's good," Natalya smiled as she then zoned back into what he just said,

"Why's that honey?"

"Well... One's got blue eyes and dark hair."

"Every white boy who's got dark hair and blue eyes isn't a-"

"And his last name is Presley, and his sister asked if we could come over tonight for dinner!" Would it be this simple for her to get this job done? She wondered to herself,

"Did they give you a number?" She asked. Natalya had hoped these kids weren't playing a cruel joke on her son, but then again one could never know for sure.

"They did!" Jericho smiled, handing her a piece of a cupcake wrapper with writing on it. Although, it was weird, as a journalist. She's handled much worse. Natalya dialed the number as she waited. This couldn't be real, she was calling the house of the world's favorite stars, it had to be a-

"Hello, Elvis Presley speaking?"

"Prank..." She mumbled. "I-I mean, uh, Hi!, I'm Natalya Dyer, and my son, I believe, befriended your children?" She said, trying to remain calm. She was talking to Elvis! A man whose movies she's watched religiously! A man, who she's had posters of!

"Mhmm, One moment." Elvis looked at his son Jesse as he looked up at his dad, "Did you invite a friend over?" He asked as Jesse nodded,

"Was I not supposed to..."

"Buddy, you gotta ask me and your mama first." He ruffled up his dark hair,

"Oh..."

"Can he still come over?" Elaine began to bat her eyes as Elvis smiled, bending to his daughter's will, "Oh alright," He winked, "Uh, Mrs. Dyer, ya still there?"

"Mhmm..." She nodded trying not to scream,

"Could you come by say 4:30? My wife should be home then," Sometimes it did indeed pay to have a kid, Natalya thought, "Of course, we'll leave now." Natalya hung up as Jericho came back down,

"Can we go!"

"Mhmm!" Bringing her notepad and a pen, she got her keys and her son and took off. Driving down from her house on Audubon to Graceland was beautiful. There were trees and long stretches of land, a beautiful rustic feel that was different from California and different from her messy life. As she was driving down towards the house, she saw a 68 pink Mustang cruise beside her, as she looked over to see who it was. Her eyes caught a glimpse of who she thought was. "Cecelia Presley?" She mumbled but then shrugged. Maybe it wasn't her, and she was getting herself a little too excited.

"Mama, look!" Jericho pointed towards the gates as he grinned,

"Holy shit..." Natalya gasped driving toward the driveway, "Excuse me Ms. may I help you." There was a man at the gate with brown shaggy hair and a warm smile,

"Natalya Dyer," She smiled as Jericho waved at the man, "Come in, E and C are expecting you." Driving up the driveway. She saw a woman with jeans on and her shirt tied standing next to her pink Mustang,

"El!" Cecelia smiled, "Oh! Hi!" She turned to face,

"Uh... Natalya Dyer." She stuck her hand out as Cecelia stole a glance at her. She was beautiful and built like Sophia Loren,

"Nice to meet you, and who's this little cutie!"

"JERICHO!!!" Jesse ran out of the house, Jericho hugged his friend as Natalya laughed,

"My son,"

"Well come on in, can I get you anything to drink?" Cecelia asked as Natalya nodded,

"Got anything to make a Mai Tai?"

"Rough day?"

"Just moved in today..." Natalya shook her head, She watched as Cecelia made her drink and smiled,

"Where from?"

"California, though I'm from Tulsa Oklahoma." She mentioned as Cecelia snickered, Natalya didn't find it funny until she remembered whose house she was in.

"Is there a Mr. Dyer?"

"No...No... I'm going through a messy divorce. It's just my son and I living in Audubon." Natalya shrugged,

"Say, uh, I don't wanna make things weird, but,"

"You wanna interview Elvis and me?"

"How'd you know?"

"The pen and pad in your pocket."

"Touche..." She laughed as Cecelia smirked,

"Mama, can I have a fancy drink too!" Natalya heard a small voice say as she looked down and saw a little girl who looked like Cecelia. "Of course, sweetheart." She made her a mocktail and sent her on her way,

"That's our daughter Elaine."

"She's beautiful,"

"She's a minute younger than her brother,"

"Cece is that you?"

"In the kitchen!" She shouted back,

"Is that..."

"Mhmm, in the TV room, " The two walked down as Cecelia led her down the stairs, Elvis had been watching Football, the news, and a game show. He hadn't been wearing anything too spectacular except for his wedding band, but for once he looked like a normal guy,

"Whatcha watching..." Cecelia asked, her arms around his shoulder as he kissed her hand, "My damn teams losin again." He huffed as she shook her head,

"What about you how was your day?"

"Stressful, but enough about that..." He kissed her nose as she blushed, "We have a guest, Ms. Dyer,"

"We spoke on the phone," He got up and introduced himself to her, "Lovely home!" She squeaked,

"She just moved to Audubon Drive today?"

"I used to live there, it's a nice suburb if you don't hang your laundry on a clothesline," He grumbled,

"Explain's the price for it." she mumbled, "Well don't be a stranger Nat come sit, turn the TV onto whatever you watch!" Elvis smiled and she felt warm inside, like he was a familiar friend,

"May I interview you two for Moon and Sun Magazine?" Natalya asked as Elvis shrugged,

"Don't see why not," He responded as Cecelia sat next to him.

"Alright, I warn you... These questions are a bit uh... raunchy cause Moon and Sun, like that kind of thing,"

"Shoot." Elvis winked,

"Alright, uh... What's your favorite time of day t-to," Natalya couldn't believe she was going to ask her two favorite artists this question, but here she was,

"To what?" Elvis asked, his eyebrow quirking up, he couldn't lie and say he didn't read Moon and Sun magazine, it was one of the many things that kept the spice in his life going.

"To have sex...", She got quiet as Elvis and Cecelia paused, the couple thinking for a while as Natalya gulped,

"I-I don't know, Cil and I are like rabbits sometimes ya know." Elvis laughed as Cecelia blushed, "I'd say early mornin, it's something about hearing the birds chirp that makes it romantic." She grinned as Natalya wrote their answers down,

"I agree." Elvis winked,

"And why's that?"

"Well, it's when it's just us and the early morning glow on her skin. It makes her look like a goddess." Elvis mentioned as he shrugged, Natalya nodded, she could remember when her husband was romantic like that, "Get as dirty as you want hun," Cecelia poured a glass of Fanta Orange,

"You sure?"

"You want people to buy this don't'cha," Elvis smirked as Natalya nodded,

"So what was it like the first time you two fucked," Natalya asked as Elvis lit up a cigarillo, "Mind lighting my cig?" She asked as Elvis leaned to light it.

"It was bad," Cecelia giggled,

"You said it was good." He playfully glared at her as Natalya watched them, "Well, it was good then, I mean we were 20 and it was on a tour bus, which is hot, but."

"Not romantic," Natalya added as they both nodded, "We were so awkward, Couldn't look him in the eye." Cecelia laughed,

"I see, I see, so speaking of that how big is it..." Natalya asked as Cecelia smirked, "Now we're talkin," Elvis went red as he coughed, "I'll be outside by the door..." He smiled,

"So... Is the king packing a scepter..."

"Mhmm... Think a Cola bottle and a quarter," Cecelia smirked, Natayla gasped,

"And you take all of it..."

"Mhmm."

"So... did you like suck it the first time or,"

"Second time, and..."

"It was the best damn head I ever had." He walked back in,

"Glad to see you're back. Cause, I got a question for you."

"Alright."

"Did you go muff diving?" She smirked, "I mean it is all the rage now,"

"Course I did," He smirked, "Always do, she got me used to it, "

"I did?" Cecelia blushed, as he winked, Natayla liked the conversation she was stirring, but she wanted to know more, something that wasn't so sexual,

"Say, tell me about that Christmas Special coming up?"

"Well, I should let Cece tell you that, I'm just the singer, for singer, but Cece directed it." He gave her praise as he kissed her, "Correction second unit director, Binder directed it, and if I must add, without my help, it would have been shit..."

"Tell me more," Natalya realized she was interviewing the wrong person really, "I mean as a woman, and of color that had to be tough," She sighed,

"Well Binders team and my team had a vision, and that vision was Elvis, nothing less nothing more." Cecelia looked at her husband as he kissed her cheek, "Not to mention while taking care of the kids." Elvis chuckled, "But this woman here, is amazin, she won't talk about herself, but I will, My wife put that damn show so ahead on its train tracks all I had to worry about was what location and what outfit, she's a genius she's an icon and she's my hero." He looked into her eyes as Natalya's heart yearned for what they had, "I did nothing except organize and yell action," Cecelia joked, " I mean am I force not to fuck with yeah, but I'm a wife and a mother and-"

"And an amazin artist and songwriter and writer, and guitar player," He turned to Natalya,

"Man, I wish I had my magazine... I'd cover stories like this you know."

"Then come up with a business proposal and we'll make it happen."

"I..."

"She means it," Elvis winked,

"You'd do that for me?" Natayla asked, "I mean you two barely know me and-"

"Nat, you're good people, I've never seen our sun that excited unless his grandpa's grillin'"Elvis chuckled,

"Hey C where's the band-aid's"

"I'll show you." Natalya looked up and she saw him, the guy from the gate, her brown eyes meeting soft gentle blue ones,

"Actually, Elvis you wanna come with me..."

"Hmm?" Cecelia nudged him, he then looked between the two, "Oh... Oh! " He took his wife by the hands as they left,

"Jerry Schilling..."

"Natalya Dyer."

Do you think I should make a part 2? LET ME KNOW?

#oc #fanfiction #new stuff #new #romance #elvis presley #elvis fanfiction #elvis x oc #introducing a new oc #cecelia valmos #60s elvis #Natalya dyer #68 comeback special

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the-timeless-founder · 1 year

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I'll do Saeclus and Claire, since I'm not sure Mishiro would ever meet Aleksi ❤️

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

- answers by Saeclus Sanguine

- answers by Claire Cornelle

#alexandra natalya fyodorovna #aleksi #alexandra #diabolik lovers oc #saeclus sanguine #diabolik lovers #diabolik oc #saeclus #dl oc #my oc #ask #claire #claire cornelle

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you mentioned in one of your asks about the issues in previous scarlet witch solo. I get we got 100th parental reveal in that(and that to with problematic black story), but what were the other issues?

If you want a better take on this then I think this post might help you out because I don't want to speak over Roma fans when it comes to how the series handles Romani heritage.

I personally feel that Robinson went too far into this "magical g*psy witch" writing and reinforced that by giving Wanda a whole new mother and made it so that the Scarlet Witch title was something Natalya also had when the title of Scarlet Witch was given to Wanda by Magneto. Also I feel that his take on Pietro and Wanda's relationship actively harmed both characters.

Under the cut because it's a bit long~

There's a thing that writers do that drive me absolutely insane, they take a female character and in order to show her as this "strong independent woman" they have the closest male character (or sometimes just any male character) say something ooc; something to oppress them/gross them out/try to overpower their choice and then have the female character slap them back either physically or verbally. The use this moment as a defining moment for the female character, "see? she totally stood up for herself and isn't some meek woman! girl power! girl power!" Except Wanda was never a meek character, and Pietro isn't some controlling sociopath of a brother who can't stand the thought of Wanda being this independent woman who doesn't listen to her brother. I just feel the series is racist in different ways including making Pietro out to be this MoC who controls the women in his family. So issue #9 is one of the worst written things I've ever seen for the Maximoff Twins relationship and I hate it with all my heart. Robinson didn't care that Pietro and Wanda made choices together, he didn't care that Pietro listens to Wanda, he doesn't care about what really happened with House of M, how Pietro wasn't using Wanda for his own gain. I understand that as a fan of both characters Pietro is often used to uplift Wanda's character, but this was just terrible.

Also I personally hate the 2015 solo because a lot of mcu wendy fans latched onto it and used it to fuel their racism against 616 Wanda and her fans, wanting only to focus on her being a "white witch". The solo starts off with Wanda going around trying to heal magic, she travels to and interacts with other forms of magic/magical beings such as Hecate from Greece or to Ireland etc. As she goes on her travels she deals with issues of magic going bad and her own issues and she worries if she's the one causing the magic to go bad because of her past, and I'm just really sick of Wanda constantly atoning for House of M and everything. So it's not just the 100th parent reveal but the fact that a white male writer is obviously writing about stuff he has no experience or place to write about and it perpetuates more stereotypes, and unlike in Quicksilver: No Surrender, Saladin using Pietro's history as a way to explain/draw readers into caring for the character and give us his backstory about his past/heritage, Robinson's take feels so hollow.

Like, it's a personal issue and I understand that the Maximoff Twins were being retconned because of the MCU, but the way the writer just dismisses Marya and Django like "oh they were just the people who raised me" like it meant nothing always annoyed me, compared to how Saladin speaks of their parents/their past. Like it's obvious one writer understood the characters and the other just didn't care to expand on them, just swept them aside for an oc.

To conclude I will say the only good thing about the Scarlet Witch solo was how beautiful the art was, and that was the only upside to the series imo.

#scarlet witch #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #quicksilver #maximoff twins #imp answers

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