Billy Kaplan from Agatha All Along/Billy Maximoff from Wandavision. Mun is 25+ Crossover friendly. Multiverse, multithread, multi everything. Check rules and biography please.
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Billy, three year olds do not get wine.
"I'm literally sixteen. Physically."
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I know how you feel about him. I watch you, Agatha. Just as closely as you watch everyone else. This walk with another woman's son on a road that doesn't…
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"I'm sure you have your own bag of tricks, I mean, you made it this far, too," Billy promised. Randall had talked about speed, but that didn't even matter to him so long as Tommy was back. "I can pass on your gratitude, but she's a bit complicated."
He smiled and nodded. "I mean. I should probably go home at some point, my parents will be worried."
"More then I can do or that I want to know how to do." Tommy said. "Magic is your thing." He said. "I'm pretty sure everyone needs someone to help with that. So it sounds like I owe her a thank you?" He asked.
A small nod from him. "Well now you found me." He said. "And it sounds like we're just going to figure it out as we go? Not the worst thing I've ever heard."
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WANDAVISION (2021) // AGATHA ALL ALONG (2024)
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"I know the basics about you," Billy said. He had done research, when he was lost, he wasn't stupid. But this whole thing? It was making him feel stupid. "What's the stuff I need to know?"
“It’s okay. I know it’s a lot to take in.” Wanda wasn’t offended or hurt. She just genuinely wanted to help her son. Even if he couldn’t remember her. “I’m Wanda Maximoff. I was born in Sokovia with my brother Pietro. I’m the younger twin.” She introduced herself. “It’s been a long road from then to now.”
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"And we can't commence Ride or Dying after I've mastered Telekinesis for you to attempt walking on water?"
"Alright!" Tommy smiled at him. "You're my ride or die though. You'll always be that. Even if you can't move water or anything. I don't minf that."
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"It's enough to make me realize why my mom always blow dryes her hair until it's mostly straight." He didn't know the technical name for how she wore her hair, but that was fine. He grinned, "yeah. We're one and the same."
"I know! It's the worst," Tommy shook his head. "See, I am so glad that I've got you around now. You know how it feels when it comes to that sort of shit."
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"Ha, ha," he said flatly, before grimacing towards the camera in a teasing look. "Why do you want to take a picture, anyway?"
Tommy chuckled and wiped off the saliva with his sleeve. "I wont shake it. Alright, come here! Smile!" He held the camera up to attempt a selfie.
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"Mm - I didn't get a choice," He said, raising a hand. Thankfully, no one he knew aside from Agatha had seen that wardrobe change. He tilted his head and smirked. "Aw, you don't think it'd help with your like aerodynamics or whatever? Not going to show off your looks with a form fitting suit?"
He nodded and sat back down at the table. "Alright. Well. I can tell my parents we have a school weekend trip to the city. It'd give us a few days to check it out."
"What is it with superheroes and wearing spandex?" Tommy shook his head and rolled his eyes at that slightly. "Never let me wear spandex ever. Not even for a bet. I can't do that to myself."
He tilted his head a little and gave him a little smile. He didn't want to pry to much and open up a whole can of worms on Billy. "Okay. I'm not gonna bother you Billy. Come on, we can plan our adventure on finding Spiderman."
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"Then I am happy to watch you from the sidelines?" Billy offered. "And if there's an emergency, I will act emergently. But I can't be your default plan, dude."
"Awww!" Tommy groaned and shook his head. "Alright. What if I juts practice with like running over a pond or something? Because I can't drown in a pond."
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"By wiping your saliva off it, maybe?" He offered. "Fine but remember not to actually shake the picture around? It harms the development."
"How do I clean a Polaroid camera? Also... can I take a photo?"
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"I have literally no clue. And then they get offended when you ask them to stop, like we're not just trying to remain presentable one more day."
"Yeah. Curly haired people seem to be the only ones that actually know how it should be handled," he agreed. "Why do other people like touching curly hair anyway?"
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"Well, he is walking around in brightly colored spandex. As long as we avoid Times Square, we stand a good chance." Billy shrugged.
"Yeah, I said it's fine," Billy said shortly. He just hadn't realized memories were so important to Tommy. That was dumb, it's not like they weren't super important to his parents. He grabbed some papers, fluffed them together before he tapped them on the table top, getting everything nice and orderly again.
"I would like to meet Spiderman and be friends with him," Tommy spoke. He thought that sounded like a cool idea at least. Spiderman was a cool dude from what he knew about him. "We've gotta find him. I bet he's actually easy to find."
He gave his brother a small smile. "If you insist."
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"That's gross! Clean it and give me my polaroid camera back! And it's not yours."
"That's totally how it works! Sanitary or not!"
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"Yeah, that's not going to happen," Billy promised.
It wasn't even his teenage rebellion telling him to tell the man to shove well and completely off. He didn't need Lilia, either. He knew. There were about a hundred different texts telling him all the ways this could go wrong. He didn't need to think twice to remember Agatha's words. We as a group don't tend to do well in courts of law, and this guy was practically radiating 'cop, cop, cop, cop.'
His eyes sparked, watching the card flicker into reality, but it didn't mean much. Anyone could be a traitor to their people. "Like I said. I'm fine."
"Right." Augustine replied with a raised brow.
He was far from the most powerful sorcerer in existence, but he was sensitive to the weaving of magics. With eyes keener than most, he could occasionally see the weft as threads strung by casters. He had been investigating an anomaly and that investigation had lead here.
"If that changes, and you do need help..." He flicked his wrist, turning his hand over to reveal a business card. To most, it would look like a flashy bit of sleight of hand- a trick for amateur magicians to do at parties. A small handful of people, however, would be able to detect the flash of arcane as he pulled the card from elsewhere. A subtle wink and nod. "Don't be afraid to reach out."
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