#☆ 👑 * / threads / take this veil from off my eyes. my burning sun will someday rise.

[scarletthrone]

@cosmicveiined​ :                          liked for a starter -- [ x ]            (for lena)

                     it had been a couple of weeks without dreams. 

                   wanda sort of missed them, even if they did make her wake up in tears almost every time she had them. she missed seeing her boys, missed hearing their laughs, missed living vicariously through the other wanda. they had haunted her for so long, and without them, she just felt so much more alone. she was reminded how she’d failed, and hurt everyone she knew in the process. she suspected the dreams would come back soon, but for now, it was silent.

                  after teleporting away from the temple, she had ended up in the charred remains of what had once been her home. every step reminded wanda of her failure. reminded her that not only was she still completely alone in this universe, but she had traumatized her own children in the process, her own variant. she still saw those familiar eyes, looking at her with scorn and sympathy alike, sending her away to live with the knowledge of the consequences of her actions.

                  sitting on the porch, wanda listened to the sounds of the creek outside her new safe house, the birds in the trees. it was early morning, the sun barely out. her fingers were no longer black, her mind no longer corrupted, but the desire for her kids never went away. she drank tea, wearing nat’s old green jacket, lost in thought.

                 wanda heard the car approaching before she saw it. her eyes turned to see a familiar vehicle parking in her driveway. she hadn’t exactly made an excessive effort to hide her new dwellings, but she hadn’t expected anyone to actually come looking for her after what she did. she shouldn’t have been surprised when she saw who it was. 

                 ( lena was probably hopefully her only friend left in the world. )

                 she waited for the other to get out of her car and walk up to the porch before she said anything. “you came to visit,” she said, the statement sounding a bit more surprised than she had intended. she looked at her drink, distantly seeing the ghost of the darkhold on her fingertips. “how did you find me?”

[scarletthrone]

@sunveiins​ | plotted

         wanda had heard the news secondhand. she’d sensed something was wrong, but ever since the events at wundagore, wanda had known that the best thing for her was to stay off the map and under the radar. she assumed that strange thought she was dead, so she took advantage of it; fixing up her house by the lake, wanda had been living her days by herself, grieving the loss of her children and the imminent loss of herself in the process. the darkhold’s influence was gone but its aftermath was felt; in nightmares, in visions, in exhaustion. wanda was fully prepared to never face the world outside of her doors ever again.

          until now.

          the events of new york, the refugees from a different earth, rescued by strange himself, made national news. a majority of them disappeared within the first week, away from the government’s prying eyes. wanda assumed that was strange working in tandem with the refugees, ensuring they were safe before releasing them back into the world. wanda had eyed the news so carefully, even casting a spell to watch them from the shadows, trying to find out if her boys had come through. and although they hadn’t, someone else had.

            the girl was only from a few universes. wanda had seen her in them, but the darkhold had held on so tightly to her grief of her boys, that she had almost forgotten about the girl until now. until she saw her in the shadows of her spell, walking outside of strange’s sanctum, looking a little lost and confused. wanda had immediately broken the spell, falling to the floor of her living room, and ran out of her house.

            she had suspected that strange wouldn’t be happy to see her, and she was right. it took a lot of explaining (and a tiny bit of convincing, even though strange would deny it) to let her come inside the sanctum. wanda walked in, letting him guide her towards the remaining refugees who were living with him. when she saw her, wanda approached slowly. “hi. leslie?”

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@featherstcnes​                             liked for a starter -- [ x ]          (for nat)

                     wanda had clarity.

            based on all the stories she had heard of the darkhold, she assumed that when she used these spells, there would be some sort of consequence: whispering in her ear, strange visions, worse nightmares. however, for her, it felt like the opposite: she understood what she needed to do now in order to get what she wanted. she had clarity. she had the ability to fix her problem. she could get rid of the real nightmares.

              that clarity was what made it obvious that she was alone. no one understood her intentions. she could kill them all, destroy the universe as she was always meant to: but she didn’t want that. there was only one thing she wanted. she didn’t want to hurt anyone. so why did people keep standing in her way? why did people she cared about keep stepping between her and the answer to her pain? why didn’t they just let her have this? after all this time, did wanda not deserve a win?

              no one had brought her pause until now. after grabbing wong and throwing him into the destroyed courtyard, she had barely stepped foot into said courtyard before she was interrupted. perhaps, if it was anyone else, she would’ve and tossed them, no care for whether or not their neck was broken.   this, though?

              wanda held her hand up, illuminating natasha’s face in a red glow. you would have to look closely to see how her own hands trembled. she was oh so tired, desperate for relief, and she didn’t want to hurt her friends. not like this. she remembered natasha as the only one who had ever checked on her after vision had died, the only person to send her so much as a text after westview. the only person who cared.

               wanda steeled her jaw, and growled;         “get out of my way.”

[scarletthrone]

@aigonakru​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist (for vision)

             "i think i’m a little stressed.”

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@thenamesallison​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

                        i hate love - melody federer

                      "i hate love.”

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@pcraspcra​  asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

                         oxytocin - billie eilish

              "you should really run away.”

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@dangerouswomxn​​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist (for monica)

                        dream girl evil - florence & the machine

                       "did i disappoint you?”

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@rgerz​ said:        “You deserve to be treated better than that.”

           “do i?”  she starts, turning to face steve. the barriers are falling down, tears springing into her eyes. steve doesn’t deserve to get yelled at, but after everything she’s done, wanda isn’t sure she deserves the sympathy. “steve, you know what i’ve done. lagos. now westview. people got hurt. maybe they’re right to be scared of me.”  maybe they were right all along.

[scarletthrone]

@agendaschange​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

                  young god - halsey

                     “do you feel like a young god?”

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@vglnt​​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

         dangerous woman - ariana grande

                 “i don’t need permission.”

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@destinedheroics​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

            crown - kendrick lamar

                  “i can’t please everybody.”

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@ghostofaformerself​​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

              liability - lorde

                  "i’m a little much for everybody.”

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@ghostlyxserenade​ asked for a lyric one-liner from wanda’s playlist

                     arcade - duncan laurence

           "a broken heart is all that's left. i'm still fixing all the cracks.”

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@pizzalegacy​ said:           “You did the best you could.”

           "you know sometimes i do think that. but something i wonder if i could’ve done more.” the curse of being a “hero”, she guessed. she had blamed herself for what happened in lagos, and everything that happened after that. everything with thanos, with westview. an endless catalyst of suffering at her hands. she wasn’t sure she’d ever forgive herself for it. “guilt is a part of life, i suppose.”

[scarletthrone]

tags - (i will forget some for sure)

☆ 👑  *  /   photos   /   i’ve been singing that song again. another ballad that won’t make amends. ☆ 👑  *  /   threads   /   take this veil from off my eyes. my burning sun will someday rise.

☆ 👑   *  /   meta   /   i’m doing good im on some new shit. ☆ 👑   *  /   inbox   /     holy water cannot help you now. ☆ 👑   *  /   ooc   /     taylor swift lyric bot. ☆ 👑   *  /   self promo   /     its hard for me to go home to be so lonely. ☆ 👑   *  /   promos   /     avengers.

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verses - 

☆ 👑  *  /   verse   /   main. ☆ 👑  *  /   verse   /   canon. ☆ 👑  *  /   verse   /   darkhold. ☆ 👑  *  /   verse   /   space scarlet.