#also when i see that lady all i can think of is her in wandavision

[joenateuser]

Mace Coronel | That '90s Show - Part 2 Official Teaser

[midnightmayhem13]

Hii! Could I request the marvel ladies reaction to reader referring to them as her girlfriend for the first time <33

now i see daylight

this is so adorable! and ofc coming rightt up(ultra delayed post)

warning!- some suggestive bits(nothing specifically said)

Carol Danvers

once awhile, u and the girls go to a fancy jazz club. usually it's an excuse for you guys to dress up and get wine drunk and wake up feeling refreshed, albeit a lil hungover. this time, you and your lovely gf Carol go as a together. you wore a stunning navy blue dress and she wore a casual navy suit. Carol was drooling over you and she couldn't stop staring at you but you were also obsessing over ur sexy buff ass gf. you walk in hand in hand and go around the party talking to ur friends. you and carol separate for js a moment. when ur friends head home u sit there sipping ur drink alone and a man comes to sit next to you and start bugging you. "hey beautiful, you here alone?" "no im actually with someone" you answer sternly. thanks to Carols quick reflexes, you don't have to suffer long. she puts a firm hand on ur back and kisses the top of ur head. but thanks to the drinks he doesnt take the hint. "why don't u take me home dove; i'll show you want i can do." you and carol giggle. as she's about to say smt, you interupt. "actually" leaning into Carol, putting ur hand on her stomach as her hand goes over ur shoulder. "i'm gonna be taking my beautiful girlfriend home so you can go now." Gosh you've never looked sexier to carol. she honestly js starts fawning over you and lets out a THATS MY GIRL and hugs you super tight bc her heart js melted. you're so proud about being with her and she cannot contain the blush that's on her cheek. you two walk out (ur lipstick all over Carols face and neck) she's so giddy about the events that happened and cannot stop kissing u all over. it's like ur first date all over again and honestly, she can't wait to call u her wife!!

Darcy Lewis

Darcy is the smartest girl you know. and naturally as an Avenger you introduce her to Tony and safe to say he's very impressed with her and pats you on the back for finding such a brilliant girl. everyone likes Darcy too!! she makes you happy, she's hot, she's loyal, and mf is a Dr and an astrophysicist!! you always flaunt that. well when a big company asks the avengers to come work with them bc some sort of anomaly (think wandavision but no one's dead bc i said so) has accured and they need some brains and brawns. while tony and bruce alone were smarter than all of the companies scientists; they bit off more than they could chew. after a few weeks of all the scientists working at it, they only advance a bit. you go home and darcy comes over and you rant to her about it bc ur fed up. and suggest the idea of bringing her to help and she considers it. she spends the night so she might as well tag along and see what she can do. at first the companies big boss disregards her and even tries to push her away from the monitors. you grab his wrist "don't you touch her. and just so yk my girlfriend is smarter than all ur stupid scientists so i suggest you let her take a look so she can fix wtv ur men can't" Darcy is actually frozen to her spot bc that was so hot. the heat from her cheeks spread all the way down and she's at a loss for words. her face turns bright red and she nudges you too stop cutting the guys circulation off (she's well aware you'll break this guys arm for her). she thanks you and kisses ur cheek as she sits down. give her a few hours and BOOM. she's gotten to the bottom of the problem and has two possible ways to fix it, they both end up working. Darcy bugs about how much you brag about her. you give her a whole speech on why she's the greatest women ever as you hold her. she loves you with her whole heart and has never felt safer in her big bad avengers gfs arms.

Maria Hill

Even though Maria is always incredibly busy with Shield, and you with the avengers, you always find time to be together. but being women of high power has never been easy. that being said, both of you get looked down on even after showing ur skill time and time again. so you arrive at headquarters looking for your bad ass gf, carrying with you a few treats so she doesn't forget to eat. as you make ur way towards everyone they seem to be doing their usual thing. you could spot her from a mile away away. she's the most beautiful women you've ever laid eyes on. you approach her. her eyes land on you and her face immediately lights up. she greats you with a tight hug, a kiss on the head and then the lips. she's gotten more comfortable with being affectionate at work, you notice. "thank you baby" she says sweetly, completely contrasting to the harsh tone she uses with her troops. "i'll be back in a second" she goes to tell her most trusted troop to take charge as she steps out for a second. almost as if she cannot live in peace, a scrawny, insecure guy comes out of nowhere and starts complaining about Maria being off duty (who even is he) he starts causes a scene and honestly makes you laugh a bit. you two go to walk off to ignore him and suddenly the hoe grabs you!! yeahh maria is not gonna let this go. but when she goes to interfere but yank your arm away "my girlfriend has all of this under control so why don't you turn around and get back to work, the nerve of you!" Maria jaw is DROPPED. i mean she knew you could get serious but seeing her adorable gf give commands does something to her body. almost as if she's shy being in ur presence. she's sure she's never smiled bigger. you turn around and grab her had and guide her to the break room. she feels like she has a silly little school girl crush as she giddily follows you around.

sharon carter

(this is power broker sharon bc she's hot but no one's dead BC I SAID SO) To say sharon was kinda nervous about telling you about her job was an understatement. i mean you were an avenger but also the love of her life. it was a long talk but you got it to work. anyways you hung around a lot at her place bc hello?? it's huge and you love seeing ur hot gf do illegal ass things bccc she wasn't an avenger level threat (yet) so by ur logic, we're chilling. and she was on okay terms with steve, bucky and sam. when she hosts her auctions you're always welcome to come to them too! you want to be there just in case the worse happens, even tho she's more than capable of controlling it. but that doesn't mean you're safe from any guys or gals that want to hit on you. if they know who you are, you're okay but if they don't know who you are or have a death note they'll hit on you. usually you hang low or by the bar bc sharon's busy at these events. as you sip your favorite margarita you feel a tap on your shoulder. a security guard? "uhm hi can i help you?" you ask politely. unbeknownst to you sharon's watching (she always is) and heading her way over to you. the guards are specifically told not to speak to you unless u speak to them. she's possessive what can you say. "i'm not sure you're on the list your gonna have to step out" he says roughly grabbing ur arm and tugging you off your stool. sharon is basically bolting at this point. "my girlfriends the owner of this place and is the reason you buy ur meals so get off of me" you say and push him back. he's about to tackle you bc yk ego. until he sees an arm snake around your waist. oh sh*t. "get the hell out my house" sharon says and he gets escorted out. you'll probably never hear from him again. sharon grabs your waist and pulls you impossibly close to her as she places her lips on yours. "that was so sexy baby" she says on ur lips. her stern demeanor almost broke when she heard you calling her your girlfriend so proudly. it made her knees want to buckle and she felt like kicking her feet. she finally got the girl of her dreams and u guys were a match made it heaven. she can't stop thinking of this moment for months to come and definitely shows how proud she is of you later that night.

Nebula

nebula thought she was gonna be a lot of things in life. but never did she think she was gonna be the girlfriend of the most beautiful and kind girl in the galaxy. she seriously never expected to ever be blessed by your presence much rather be loved so deeply by you. although she's been weary of love her whole life, you've completely changed her perspective. you love her so deeply it's almost unfathomable. that being said, anything you guys are in a new planet and go explore you always make sure to stick to her side. who's gonna mess with ur big ass blue gf?? not to mention she's possessive with you and aggressive with anyone but you. she's also so gentle with her sweet girl. so you'd expect any on looker to stay away from you bc nebula likes to walk around with her hand on ur butt while holding you close. but when some weird looking dude approaches nebula immediately become alert but all he does is aggressively bump into her "hey watch where the hell your going u got ur dirty paws on my girlfriend!" you yell as you grab wtv the hell is on top of his (maybe hair??) and he has no other choice but to apologize to nebula. when he leaves nebula is left speechless. why are you so proud that ur dating her?she can't control herself tho and pulls you into an ally to passionately make out with you. that was so hot. she lifts you by ur butt and presses you against a wall. you giggle and pull away as she chases ur lips "what's with this nebby?" "i love you." she says hoarsely. she didn't know how to respond to the whole situation. she couldn't care less about what the guy said or didn't say. but you loved her so much and we're so open about it. she was gonna love you forever.

kate bishop

Kates sure you could do something so simple as breathing and she would get giddy. she's no kidding. she absolutely adores you and you adore her. that's why you two just work. and while not all things come to you guys that simple most things do. you to do have your fights but they can usually be resolved with a good talk followed by a movie marathon with pizza and Lucky cuddles. so that's what you guys are doing right now. don't get me wrong, this happens on a weekly bases not just when you guys are having an argument. it's just a chill saturday afternoon, both you and kate resting from having a hard week in training and working with adults who never seemed to be pleased with any improvement in any skill. but anyways. you kate and lucky are all cuddled up on her couch as you decide what movie to pick out. as if it's a 6th sense kate suddenly gasps "we didn't order pizza!" and even lucky pops his head up, distraught by this horrible news. you have a good laugh but kate is seriously concerned about this. you stroke her hair and kiss it and tell her you'll order it rn. kate js smiles snuggly at lucky (who she high fives) as she leans her head on ur tit and receives head rubs. you call her favorite pizza place and order ur usual order while she finds a few movies to binge. thanks to nyc, ur pizza arrives in no time. and when you hear the bell ring you and lucky go answer the door. kates too busy complaining cuz her pillows gone. as you answer the door luckys right there as ur security. "haha your dogs really cute!" says the delivery guy "thank you my girlfriend found him!" you say simply as you tip him and close the door. kate literally gets up and runs around as she squeals. you thought she was just really hungry but after she picks you up when you put the pizza down she tells you other wise. she spins you around and cannot take the big goofy smile off her face. she's left speechless but her smile speaks for her. when you ask her about it your heart melts at how pure she is. the rest of the night she's has that smile on her face as she's resting on ur favorite pillow, you!!

a/n- so sorry this took so long and it's kinda crappy! i was kinda stuck so they all sound similar but hopefully you guys enjoyed! send requests!!🤍🤍

stay safe hoes🤍

[child-of-the-danube]

Going absolutely bonkers with theories vol.2 Electric Boogaloo

Post no.1 was focused towards the episode being Lilia's vision. This one is more on the Teen subconsciously controlling them/it being his trial AND/OR the Salem Seven messing with them.

Regarding Teen:

- Already mentioned that the whole cabin in the woods, 80s look, Ouija boards stuff is very teen horror tropes and Teen is the one leading it all. Before, they'd shut him off mostly or only occasionally listen but this time they all listened to him explaining the rules and let him lead them into the trial. He wants to see himself as equal and useful and has brought up wanting to truly be part of the coven in every episode (e.g "The curse attacked me. Does that mean I'm part of the coven now?")

- He lost his spell book right at the beginning, the one thing that gave him power in the coven was his collected knowledge on witchcraft. Losing it points to him having to use an alternative route without relying on an aid like magic or basically a cheat paper.

- As for everyone being out of character except Rio, somebody pointed out in their post really well how all of them seem almost like exaggerations/caricatures of themselves in this episode, but more so, in the way that Teen probably sees them. He is closest to Alice, so of course he'd put her as the "saviour", the one who'd try and do the right thing. When it comes to Jen, the only interactions he's had with her was her showing clear distaste for Agatha most of the time and her antagonistic attitude is turned to 100 in this episode. I don't think he can control Rio as she is not human/just a witch and is probably out of earthly bounds so she is in the clear. Lilia he doesn't really interact with beside seeing her as the old strange lady that doesn't believe in herself and always talks about how hurtful the stereotypes about witches are so beside that being even more on the nose this episode, he leaves her alone. Agatha he's deeply conflicted about. She's shown him kindness and encouragement but clearly everyone around her thinks she's irredeemably evil beside Rio so he is at the space between wanting to see her as good and thinking she deserves punishment. Lilia looks at HIM and not Evanora when she repeats the phrase "punish Agatha".

- He is always pointing out how they're putting themselves in danger by fighting and not working together and the entirety of the episode is exactly that, so I'm again inclined to think it's Teen's view of them and him trying to calm them down and work together is what he has to do to pass the trial (which he fails at)

- Somebody also pointed out how "Don't use the board alone" was one of the rules and when Nick talks through the board and the watches beep signifying the time having run out, it was only him at the board - a violation of rules which he doesn't pay for.

- He still ends up getting power even if the trial was a failure and they're worse off than they were before which is strange. Was Agatha accidentally killing Alice the confirmation he needed to snap and break his sigil or was this his purpose on the road the entire time - to play a demiurge of sort/devil on the shoulder between them? Was he sent by someone to slither his way into Agatha's life with or without knowing what exactly the purpose of it is?

Now to the Salem Seven :

- In the trailer for Lilia's episode, the Salem Seven are present at the trial but this episode they couldn't breach a simple wooden door? Something smells off there.

- Before the coven enters the house, they pass through the swarm of bees/wasps(?) of one of them. We have no idea what their actual powers are beside being able to turn into animals, so maybe messing with reality is one of them even tho I'd put that more into the Teen category given who his mother is and what WandaVision was about.

- Then the trial begins and there's no Moon phase on the door and no magic is used, nobody's skill is tested in an obvious way as they were before, no elemental danger like we had with water and fire etc. The only "danger" this episode comes in the form of possessed Agatha and the inner turmoil of the coven. In a way, the trial has no clear point or goal. In the previous ones, after the hardships, they ended up with new gained confidence, resolution of problems, getting their power back, closer than they were before, but not this time. This one was purely focused on fucking with Agatha.

- Excluding already present Rio, there's only two people fitting to send as torture devices for Agatha. First one is her mother, the only one she might still care about from the Salem lot she "killed" back then and the other person would be Nick. Rio said she hated ghosts a.k.a souls who linger due to unfinished business but Nick didn't even appear as a ghost in this so-called Agatha's trial despite being her biggest weak spot and trauma. Maybe he is comfortable in Rio's realm as he's familiar with her and she can probably protect him in a way from his soul/ghost being used by others like the Salem Seven.

- Evanora exploits Agatha's trauma with words and then possesses her, which could be taken as a strategy to make someone who can attack her do it and confirm that Agatha IS in fact the monster everyone thinks she is and that they should abandon her cause the Salem Seven know Agatha has no control of her absorption powers. She looks genuinely distraught when she snaps out of it and sees Alice dead and even goes in to help.

- The whole Teen turning on them thing is very much another torture method intended for Agatha. What better way to fuck her psyche up some more after mommy dearest than to make a child she deeply cares for turn on her?

- And where were the Salem Seven once they got out of the house? Wouldn't they wait and stage an ambush if this was a truly trial they couldn't interfere with and not just one of their versions of punishing Agatha? Since we don't know their powers, maybe they can't actually actively hurt her and have to find a way around to do it like through possession via Evanora cause what would the point of possession be other than to have someone do the dirty work of attacking Agatha for them. I'm sure Evanora would have tried to kill her on the spot if she could. She tells the coven at some point to leave Agatha with her and go but we've seen before that they physically CAN NOT leave the houses before the time runs out, so how would they be able to leave half way through if this was an actual trial?

- Again, pointed out by other people, but the screen ration in previous episodes changed to full screen when the trails began. This episode, it remained the same the whole time with so was that truly a trial?

Anyways, everything about this episode is weird, suspicious as hell and can be read a 100 different and/or overlapping ways. I need someone to invent a time machine and bring me to next week's episode immediately or I'll combust

[oswildin]

I think my thing with Marvel lately, Loki included, is that so many things have happened that make other moments harsher in hindsight. With Loki, it's hard to go back and watch the show knowing it's all leading to him being alone AGAIN. Like Lady Sif telling him he's gonna be all alone is something I can't even stomach now (I can't even watch the ending either except maybe Mobius and Sylvie's scene because I love that duo because it just makes me feel uneasy. I wish I could appreciate the beauty of it more.) And the Mobius telling Loki he can be anything even hurts too. (It's probs my favorite scene in the series.) I feel similarly about Spider-Man No Way Home's ending and some other stuff like WandaVision. Lotta Iron Man stuff too.

On a more positive note, I love the "I've been where you are..." scene just like you, and it's one of the things that first really endeared me to the Loki and Sylvie dynamic. Do you have any insights/headcanons about Sylvie's thought process during the show at all? Or any Mbius headcanons in general?

Yeah I totally get what you mean. I kind of like those moments though that lead up to the ‘tragedy’ so to speak, I love me a bit of foreshadowing. But I completely understand and agree that on rewatch it feels harsher because you know what’s coming.

I hated the Time Cell scene with Sif, I also hate how it was played off for laughs when she repeatedly kept slapping him and kneeing him in his glorious purpose (sorry I had to😭). Like, will I reblog or use the moment of him on his knees? Well, yes, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think context of which he is on his knees for is horrible. It also goes to show more about Mobius’ character too, and I completely felt Loki’s frustration because I know how it feels to not be listened to, but I also can’t blame Mobius for his knee-jerk reaction of ‘he betrayed me’.

Sylvie’s thought process to me is a mirror to Loki’s during Thor 1/Avengers, obviously they have different reasons/goals, but S1 she is in that same headspace of being blind-sighted by her own ambition and need for vengeance. She is fighting for her freedom and nothing will stop her from achieving that. There’s some great parallels there between her and Loki, how Loki has stated multiple times his opinion of freedom and how it’s a lie, whereas Sylvie doesn’t seem to see it that way, and I think her perspective helps shift Loki’s (especially with the added context of the TVA/HWR).

Sylvie is like a wounded animal. She lashes out and is quick to react. She doesn’t think about the consequences. In S2 however, she is shown the consequences. And you can see how it begins to sober her up, makes her realise that whilst what she did was maybe the ‘right’ thing, it wasn’t as simple as right or wrong. Her and Loki are both selfish in different ways, but ultimately what it comes down to is their loneliness. She does the Loki thing and shrugs everything off as a mere inconvenience, thinking she knows best. Except, she truly has conviction. She really believes in what she says, what she stands for, which is something I feel Loki has struggled with. He didn’t know what he stood for, until he had to made the hard choice of sacrifice to ensure his friends and the many lives on the branches were safe. Then he found his conviction.

Sylvie does care, she just opts to act aloof because that’s all she knows, it’s how she protects herself. She had to build these defences after spending her whole life in apocalypses, on the run and raising herself. She’s going to have bad habits, morally grey thinking/beliefs, drastic behaviour and solutions because she’s only had herself to learn from. It’s like when you learn to drive from a parent and you pick up their bad habits, right? Except, she is the driver as well as the parent, and it’s a matter of nature vs nurture with her. The worlds she grew up in shaped her, they made her who she is.

I don’t really have any Mobius headcannons, but I think he would definitely be a great friend. Not a perfect friend by any means, but he would fight your corner when you needed him, challenge you to think differently and also let himself learn from you in return.

[somuchcoffeeandwine]

All right, fellow MCU fans

So, after seeing the Marvels today, it got me thinking. Now, you probably don't know who I am. But I do happen to be a writer. Not a very good one mind you (several people would say otherwise, but shush, give me my self-loathing) Phase 4 (and the current parts of 5) is not that great. So I want to rewrite the Multiverse Saga. Yes. The entire thing. Even though it's not finished.

Very long blocks of text below. It's really the only thing that keeps me organized. Please read it though if you are interested. It'll be split up into sections, for somewhat easy perusal.

Now, I know this is an ambitious project, and one not done. I am no stranger to things like this, see my own game/show I'm making. (This is the only time I'm going to mention it. But I am pretty proud of it) So, for my very small amount of sanity, I'm stopping it at The Marvels, and Loki season 2 (Oops, still not finished with it yet). And I wanted to ask people what they thought was lackluster, or mediocre. Not the Marvel I and many other people grew up on. I do understand that it was flawed before, but when I recently rewatched most of them, I found that my childhood love for them had blossomed into something new. I was 6 when the first Avengers came out. I learned how to shoot a bow because of Hawkeye in that movie. And I think it deserves better, especially after watching the Marvels.

Now, this means everything after Endgame. So from Black Widow to The Marvels in terms of the movies, and the Disney+ series from Wandavision to Loki Season 2. I have a feeling it's going to take me a second to get through the remaining 5 episodes of Loki S2. My family wants to watch it with me, and they're all decently busy... Anyways, that's 10 movies, and 9 series. Although I don't accept Secret Invasion. Like at all. Anyways.

I have yet to decide what I'm going to publish this on. Probably A03, just because that's easiest for me. And I can organize much easier. Do let me know what you think.

So, before I get into the problems I've identified, feel free to stop here, and reblog or ask me your problems with the aforementioned shows and movies. I'm talking writing or character problems, as we've seen in the series. I am a fan of the comics, but you can divert from that, or stick to them.

Oh, and if you say something like "Make it more queer", I am a raging bisexual enby. I will already be making it queer as fuck, and can be convinced to ship pretty much anyone, if I can get a good reasoning behind it. Minors should be shipped with only minors. That's one of my few rules, if you send anything to me. So yeah, I'm doing genderfluid Loki.

Thoughts on everything:

This is just here so that I don't get a ton of repeats. I'll go movies first, then the TV shows.

Black Widow (2021) - Honestly, this is too late of a movie. Natasha deserved this before Endgame or Infinity War came out. But release dates aside, Taskmaster needs more screentime, and a chance to show how menacing they are. Natasha also needs more time with her family, and the parents need to be fleshed out a bit more. Belova is far too smart to be tricked by the lady in the post-credit scene.

Shang-Chi And The Legend Of The Ten Rings (2021) - I don't have any major problems with this movie. The Great Protector, or the dragon, and the supernatural creature, I think he's called Dweller In Darkness, kinda felt a little blank, and the Dweller shouldn't have died, only been pushed back. And I don't like Katy that much. Trevor is much better comedic relief in my opinion.

Eternals (2021) - Oh boy, where do we start with this one? You know it's bad if I can't remember any of the main characters names besides Ikarus. And that's because I was laughing my ass off at him throwing himself into the sun. There was also the Celestial I think it was? Anyways that thing broke islands up, and then just became a massive statue, and like no one mentions it? I don't remember much else about this movie, even after having watched it like 3 times. Oh, and the Ebony Blade was shown off. I like that if they can do something fun with that.

Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) - Dr. Strange feels a little shoe-horned in. The whole sanctum being overtaken by snow was pretty clever, but Strange being a father figure to Peter is not super well established. Could be fixed with a couple of rewrites. Or Strange and Stark being together. Peter is a dumbass, and the reason for him starting the whole plot... is so dumb. I understand, teenagers can be stupid, hell, I go to public high school, but Peter's shown he's a lot smarter than this. But I do like the crossover (Dafoe as Green Goblin my beloved) and the fact that the other Spidermen get to say goodbye in one last movie. Anyways, Ned's wizard connections need to be elaborated on as well.

Doctor Strange: Multiverse Of Madness (2022) - Alright, getting my biggest problem out of the way first. Wanda's corruption arc should have been shown. It should have been developed through the movie, and Wanda should have been with Strange and America. She can still be evil, and die after she realizes her actions, but this basically destroys the point of Wandavision. She was willing to say goodbye. Wanda has been a favorite of mine for years, and I read her comics religiously as a child. We need to see the power of the Scarlet Witch. What it did without Wanda. Her "No More Mutants" line sent chills down my spine the first time I read it. Sam Raimi directed this movie. Strange and Wanda should have had more horrific shit. And that one Strange with 3 eyes should have been the one from What If. We need horror in this. America also needs to be more fleshed out. I do love her, but we get like one scene of her being traumatized of basically growing up nowhere. Her moms get to stay though. I'm just going to ignore the last post-credit scene, because... that's setting something up I'm not sure of.

Thor: Love & Thunder (2022) - First up, Gorr has a great setup. He needed more screentime though. We need to see more of his god killing. They should rightfully be shitting their pants over this man. Thor leaving to save Sif was a good move, but that joke ruined the tension. She should have died there, proof of the god killer. Jane Foster is perfectly fine, and her arc is a lovely send-off. I would have loved some more stuff about the kids, especially Heimdall's. I don't even remember his name. He should have been shown doing something in Jane's return to Asgard, something that showed off his parentage. The meeting of the gods is a great scene, but there should have been people who spoke up, and then promptly getting thrown out, or even getting killed. Even more of a reason for Thor and crew to convince him. I think everything else is pretty good. Also Valkyrie is perfect in this movie. Bi queen. And her Loki knives are lovely.

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) - I actually think this one just needs a couple of little tweaks. I understand why they couldn't have T'Challa show up in the spirit world, and Killmonger was great, but I still think something between the siblings would be good. Fuck, I love the funeral scene. It was a lovely sendoff to both T'Challa, and Chadwick. Namor seems a little rash though. Might just be the comics leaking through on that matter but I do like the Mayan inspirations in the movie!

Antman: Quantumania (2023) - I'm not really sure on this movie. I don't like Janet in this movie. She feels too secretive. She could have told them plenty, even lied that Kang had gone home. He'd gotten out somehow. Kang didn't seem scared enough of the others, but that might just be me thinking of that. Oh, and MODOK sucked. He shouldn't be a joke. But Darren could have done something else, because he is in there.

Guardians of The Galaxy V.3 (2023) - Perfection in every way. I'm not changing anything unless it involves getting everything I'm incorporating in. And the Christmas Special is also great.

The Marvels (2023) - Spoilers! Kamala needed more screentime, she just generally felt disconnected from the plot besides her bangle. And I also wanted a more menacing villain. That's been the problem with them recently. They don't make me think that they could actually beat them. I like everything else though. Flerkins were great as usual. I love these stupid creatures so much. That one scene was beautiful.

Now to the shows! These are going to be so much shorter.

Wandavision (2021) - I think this is good. No notes.

Loki S1 (2021) - Good, besides the Sylvie/Loki romance. They are siblings. I'm not sure if there's anything else that I really had a problem with. It's been a moment. Which is a shame. I love Loki (Also bi confirmation! I love it!)

The Falcon & Winter Soldier (2021) - I also think this is good, besides maybe having some problems with the villain. Bromance all the way.

What If...? (2021) - Also pretty good. Little self-contained story. I like the zombies.

Hawkeye (2021) - I also think this one's pretty well written. Macaroni is constantly referenced in my house. Lucky is also a pretty boy.

Moonknight (2022) - Honestly, god tier. Anyways, no one mentioned the stars literally turning in Egypt. But maybe it was just the people thinking that they were drunk as shit and seeing something.

Ms. Marvel (2022) - Second favorite being Moonknight. I also don't remember anything glaringly wrong.

She-Hulk: Attorney At Law (2022) - Besides the tone of the show being inconsistent as shit, I think this show should have dove into some of the topics it brought up more. It just seemed a little surface level. Maybe a WWDITS style mockumentary would work better.

Secret Invasion (2023) - THIS ENTIRE SHOW SUCKS ASS. THIS WHOLE THING WAS DONE SO BADLY. I am not taking anything from this show

Loki S2 (2023) - Too distracted by another season 2 coming out, so I have yet to finish. I have heard it's good though. I've seen the first episode, and it's going pretty good so far.

Well, you made it to the bottom! Yay!

...This took me an hour to write. I did get the doc set up. And got a bit of an outline set up.

[492blogkw]

Movies & TV Shows to Watch this Weekend

October 31, 2024

Movies & TV Shows to Watch this Weekend

This past week I watched two movies, the original Planet of the Apes from 1968, and Wolfs starring George Clooney and Brad Pitt. Both were pretty great, Planet of the Apes I originally watched in the early 80s so didn’t really remember much of it. It’s actually had a great storyline and although the special effects are really dated, it didn’t bother me much. Wolfs was also a lot of fun, it has a 6.5 rating on IMDB but that doesn’t reflect the film accurately. It was very entertaining and had some funny moments, and thats really all I ask from a film sometimes.

I also started watching the series Agatha All Along which is meant to be the sequel to WandaVision. First episode was confusing but I’m 6 to 7 episodes in now and it’s pretty ok. I also watched the first episode of High Potential starring Kaitlin Olson from It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Wife is loving the show, hopefully by the end of the season she’ll want to see more of Kaitlin and then I can suggest we binge watch It’s Always Sunny which she really hates.

This week I also decided to upgrade my TV life. I’m replacing my 55″ LG B1 OLED TV with a 65″ LG C3 OLED TV. I should have honestly gotten a 65″ back when I got the B1 but I didn’t for some reason, maybe cuz I didn’t want to pay more than I did. The C3 should be brighter and also supports 120hz refresh rate so curious to see how it turns out. I’m also upgrading my AV receiver from the Onkyo TX-NR686 to the Marantz Cinema 60. I was trying to decide between it and the Yamaha RX-A2A but then the Xcite lady offered me a 10% discount on the Marantz and I decided to go for it. Both should be delivered today so pretty excited about it.

Now I’m contemplating picking up an SVS subwoofer but need to pass by Xcite and see what they have in stock because the website isn’t showing much. I have the SB1000 Pro connected to my KEF LSX speakers and it’s incredible, so thinking of getting the PB1000 Pro for my TV room. Sometimes the Xcite website says something is out of stock but on their in store system it shows units, like my Marantz unit is out of stock on the website but there was 1 new piece in Avenues location according to system. With the subwoofer I’m hoping they only have display models left since they give you an automatic 15% discount on display items which is a nice little discount.

Let me know in the comments what you recently watched or planning to watch.

Movies at the Cinemas The movies below are now showing at the local cinemas:

New This Week: Aftermath (6.1) Cellar Door (N/A) Elli and her Monster Team (4.9) Panda Plan (6.1) Take Cover (5.0) Terrifier 3 (6.7) The Silent Hour (6.0)

Other Movies Showing: Cash Out (4.7) Joker: Folie à Deux (5.7) Little Emma (6.5) Robot Dreams (7.6) Smile 2 (7.1) The Wild Robot (8.2) Transformers One (7.8) Venom: The Last Dance (6.3)

[dreamerwriternstargazer]

Okay I think it needs to be acknowledged I have the weirdest and most fascinating dreams for no reason whatsoever because continuing on from last time and the Enchanted Dragon Princess In New York we now have “I almost got blackmagicked by some explorers” YEAH LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS

(Didn’t have time to type this out earlier when I woke up but it was so weird I remember it this clearly)

So community event, no biggie, I’m in charge, still a new role but I’m having fun organising stalls telling people what to do, ah it turns out we have a guest baker stall with some people in charge who aren’t in my community, it’s this nice explorer lady and her husband. Her husband is the dad from Jumanji dressed in the Explorer get up (just with dark hair not the… grey Victorian look) and the lady is…. Agatha from Wandavision? Or someone who looks similar to her

I don’t really notice how they look I’m fixated on SWEETS and CHEESECAKE as per my usual routine at events I buy one of every pastry/cake/cookie on the table (3 slices of cheesecake) because I know I’m not gonna be able to stop by later or eat later so buy a big box and save to have the day after with the fam right? Anyway I’m chatting to them about the event, I think I organised it to raise money and I’m learning about their lives; they’re bakers but they travel a lot and get inspired by their travels to bake interesting and unique desserts (for example, the basque cheesecake I bought was made with vanilla hand picked by them in their rainforest travels and their cookies were dyed green from match and had fruits mixed in, rather innovative). They’re very interesting and I love the story behind their bakes, they also have decorated their stall table with artefacts and they talk a little bit about their experience with Islam, seeing the religion across the world. That’s rather interesting to me, how they’ve seen it interact with different cultures, and they’re so friendly they give me this ancient coin they found and a dua book similar to mine but found in an ancient temple.

An… ancient temple. I’m confused by that but I flick it open anyway because it looks familiar enough, and my eyes land on a familiar looking supplication (I couldn’t tell you which one it was now but it looked familiar in the dream), something about worshipping Allah alone and finding sufficiency in only Him…. Except this one is weird. This one is off. My eyes focus for a second and I just realise I’ve actually read something that says more along the lines of worshipping the devil and wealth and forsaking God and a cold shiver runs up my spine. My hands immediately start shaking and I feel a horrible feeling, the feeling I get right before a dream turns into a nightmare.

(Also as an insert here; I’m aware I’m writing this on the hedonistic hell-site where religion isn’t necessarily a big deal to other people but in case you haven’t been going here, hi I’m Star I’m fairly religious and this absolutely shook me up from head to toe due to my attachment to my faith)

So I’m frightened, the frightened I would always feel when seeing all the crucifixes in the dark at my grandparents’ house and the rather depressing paintings of Jesus suffering, you know. Maybe not everyone can relate to this but it was terrifying to me, like someone attempting to hijack my faith, tricking me into reading something that was harmful and detrimental to my faith.

I slowly look up at this couple, they seemed fairly innocuous and I don’t want to insult them or hurt their feelings, they really are still learning about Islam and our culture after all and it WAS written in Arabic, they’re white, I don’t want to be a bad representative of my faith. But I’m feeling a sense of unease creep up my back, like something or someone meant to do that, purposefully. They’re smiling but the smiles look threatening… more like teeth being bared, and I suddenly realise… if I organised this event, wouldn’t I have booked them? Wouldn’t I know about them?

I wave politely at them and explain I really must be going (taking the box of treats, listen don’t come at me even if they are some sort of satanist cult couple they have no reason to poison us and I’d tried samples already I was fine)

I’m scared and I need to check in with my staff and ask who booked them in because things aren’t fitting and they shouldn’t be here, as I’m walking away from the table I realise they have more of those… supplication books. Ancient relic my foot, they’re distributing them to everyone who comes by

I take a deep breath and explain to my mum that these people are not good, in fact I’m not even certain who got them here or how they got in but they can’t be trusted and they need to be escorted out now. The hall is packed at this point and it’s a tricky job to get people to hand over the booklets as well, they hadn’t looked too closely at it after all and explaining subtly was tricky.

I couldn’t be too loud after all. One slip up and this whole dream could topple into nightmare territory I’ve realised, if they think they’re found out then I have a bigger battle on my hands. Also it’s just rude (yes I still found myself thinking “I don’t want to offend them!” The Britishness runs deep 💀)

At this point in the dream I think I do figure out some way of getting them out, something that involves my family (I’d deal with the satanic cult any day but 💀 if it works it works) however the dream takes a twist into comedy because I realised in my rush to get rid of the booklets and get people out the day before (it’s the next day now) I left my box of treats under a stall and it’s no longer there 🥲 I’m absolutely frantic I EARNED those treats and I dropped like £47 on the whole box (no idea why that number was so specific)

I’m going around asking people and feeling hopeless and then I find out, Alhamdulilah, my sister took it and put it all into an airtight container bless her hidden under a few boxes

(Cheesecake looked nibbled on 🙃 but eh she saved most of it)

And the rest of the event ran without a hitch. I think.

So there ya go! :D what more could you want in an adventure story? Explorers, cults, baked goods and (probably) family drama used to defeat the forces of evil

[chuuyrr]

Glad your open again! Hope your doing well!

Can I request baby!fushiguro scenario where Toji gets resurrected and now baby is spending more time with him and Gojo gets jealous and feels lonely? Basically, Toji and Gojo compete on who’s the best dad.

dad! toji and dad! gojo competes for scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): anime/manga spoilers for jjk, mentions of death and resurrection (cause toji comes back ya'll), possible spoilers for wandavision or wanda maximoff in general

im combining this request with another in my inbox that says "can i request a baby fushiguro where she tries to ressurect toji? older or younger is fine" i hope you anons don't mind! the two were very similar!! thank you for request and happy reading <3

i also didnt proofread this so idk abt the grammar ya'll.. i mean, like, i barely recheck or reread my work so like 👁👄👁

gojo was absolutely shaken when you began to ask about toji, your real father. though he dislikes talking about him, gojo knew he shouldn't hide anything from you. so, he told you about toji. from why he had to leave you to how he died.

when you found out about toji, a part of you strongly wanted him back. you wanted to remember all the memories you had forgotten about him. your longing for your real father successfully tempted you to bring him back.

using your magic, you searched for answers on how you could resurrect the dead. even though gojo strictly forbade you from trying anything irresponsible, you still continued to do so. you had gotten a hold of a book that was given to you by an old lady at the library you sneaked in.

she told you how the answers you were looking for were in the said book. you thanked her and went back home to study the book unbeknownst to gojo.

eventually, you somehow didn't get your mind corrupted when you studied the dark book.

you learned that necromancy was a big no-no because it has grave consequences for you and the person you plan on resurrecting, but it was still possible to bring someone back. however, the conditions were: they shouldn't have moved onto the next life yet and they needed a body to host.

when gojo tucked you in bed later that evening, you used your wiggly-woos to sneak yourself out of the house and searched for toji. using your intuitions and magic, you found out that his spirit hasn't fully moved on yet. meaning, he was still here.

it didn't take you long enough to find toji's ghost. before he could even say a thing, you used your wiggly-woos and casted the spells you learned from the book that the old lady at the library gave you and the next thing gojo knew, your freaking father was back in town and not six feet under the ground.

gojo nearly screamed when he opened the door in the morning to see the smirking young man carrying an exhausted you in his arms.

after some talking and explanation from you and toji once you had woken up, gojo had no choice but to accept the fact that toji is now alive and that the deed was already done. gojo can't just make you put him back six feet under. it did bother him however.

ever since you brought toji back with your wiggly-woos, you began to distant yourself from gojo unintentionally and it made him feel lonely.

gojo thinks he shouldn't be jealous because toji is your real father, but he was the one who raised you and looked after you for goodness sake. it was unfair.

as for toji, he was pretty nonchalant over the fact that you called gojo your dad now. he did ask the guy to raise you, but also because he was set on winning you back. he wanted to mend your relationship with him and make up for the time he lost when he died and left you.

toji and gojo may have had settled their differences your sake, but it didn't stop them from being playing passive-agressive towards each others. a competition rose between the two of who was the best dad.

gojo despised the fact that you hang out with toji more often now, so he what does he do? lure you back to him.

he knows what you liked, what you loved to do and what your favorite food and things were. toji doesn't because he barely raised you.

"kikufuku! guess what?! i got you [favorite food] and the pikachu stuffed toy you've always wanted!"

"REALLY?"

you were so gullible and naive that you could barely see the immense stare-down that toji and gojo were doing in the background.

toji instantly picked up what gojo was doing and fought back fire with fire.

"hey, angel. do you want me to read you [favorite fairytale] just like old times?"

"i'd like that too!"

"but kikufuku, your pokemon show is going to start any minute now!"

"oh! you're right!"

it was like a silent game of tug of war for your love. both parties was set on having you all for themselves.

you were oblivious about it at first, but then you started notice things. you started to notice the glares they sent each other and the way they would hold your hand while the three of your walked down the streets. (ngl was honestly pretty funny for the bystanders to see two grown buff men, headbutting and going at each other's face while you held their hands)

when you noticed this, you decided point it out for them in an attempt to make them stop. it was beginning to annoy you.

you weren't able to enjoy the things you loved doing. you couldn't wait cartoons in peace, draw or walk without your two dads fighting for your love.

"stop fighting! no more fighting!"

and for good measure, you used your wiggly-woos and constricted both of your dads with your magic to get them to listen to you.

"but kikufuku.." "but angel.."

"no buts! you two need to stop. i don't prefer the other over the other."

toji and gojo looked at you in astonishment before glancing at each other. they didn't think their jealousy and silent competition would be obvious (even though it really was)

"i love you both equally, so please stop.."

to make sure your words reach their hearts and work, you forced yourself to cry in front of them. toji and gojo immediately leapt into action as you soon as released them from your wiggly-woos to comfort and sooth down your 'crying'.

gojo picked you up, cradling your in his arms as toji rubbed shapes on your back while you 'sobbed'.

seeing you cry and break down made your biological and non-biological dad stop fighting. they never meant to make you sad after all. ever since then, they.. they tried to be nicer to each other >:(

they actually tried to make this little family work for your sake.

toji got gojo to somewhat understand that he was trying to make up for the time he lost with you and gojo got toji to somewhat understand that he didn't want toji taking you all for himself. you were still gojo's precious kikufuku after all.

but the jealousy and silent competitions of being the best dad still continued, they just toned it down for you. at least they tried to make things work even if it was so difficult at times. gojo and toji loved you too much.

every time things got a bit too far, you'd use your magic on them just like the last time to get them to stop and listen to you.

in short, you were having none of it.

[danniburgh]

I WATCHED WANDAVISION EP 1 AND 2 AND I HAVE THOUGHTS

needless to say: SPOILERS

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I ADORE the aesthetic of the first episodes, i love that they even did the accents the tv stars had at the time

THEY ACKNOWLEDGE THAT SHES FROM SOKOVIA THATS JUST STRAIGHT AWESOME

the references in the comercial breaks had me screaming, I'll elaborate:

the toaster: MADE BY STARK INDUSTRIES!!!!!!! is it a direct reference to what wanda may see as the cause of her parents death? is it a reference to her "toaster boyfriend"? is it both?

the watch: STRIKER????? HYDRA????? ALSO WORDPLAY "HYDRA IS WATCHING" like damn lady, also i loved the slight mysoginy of that add

i need to say that almost all the analysis I'm making is based on my experience with desired realities, daydreaming and a bit on my obsession with memory

in ep 1 when ms hart keeps saying "stop it" and she's looking at wanda rather than her husband can be interpreted as Wanda's conscience telling her to fix it, so she gets vision to do it instead because in her mind he's the only one that can

also: when the harts ask them where are they from and when did they meet and how long theyve been married wanda was just so confused and scared and i think it was because when she was creating that reality she didn't think of those small details, there's a lot in the dialog that you can get if you keep in mind that most probably everything it's fake

oh God I just love vision being all over the place trynna beat the Google authentication box

VISION DRUNK ON GUM I REPEAT VISION DRUNK ON GUM

don't you just love paul bettany?

from the first moment they said "for the children" i was like "welp, she's preggo", it was almost as if by just doing the repetition of that phrase she self inserted the idea of babies in her mind and that's why the bump appeared so suddenly

the whole sequence of the talent show can be also read/seen as how wanda is basically running the show, she's pulling the strings and fixing the details of her makeshift reality to fit in it and make it as close to her idea as she can.

on that same note: I'm 76% sure that the reason of her making this family sitcom/cheesy crafted/white picket fences reality it's because when she and vision wanted to be together and settle in they only had 3 star hotels and open 24 hour diner dates, she never had the chance to actually live a normal life with him as she would've wanted so she's creating it now

dude also the title of the fucking show lmao im just going all out with this train of thought: wandavision it's their names yes but also may be because all of this it's just a vision that wanda has of what might've been if he was still there with her??????

I'm still thinking about that freaking red helicopter WHATS GOING ON IS THAT JUST A LITTLE GLIMPSE OF REALITY? IS ANOTHER REALITY LEAKING INTO THE ONE WE ARE WATCHING?

can we talk about agnes for a sec?? shes so cute and sassy i love her, I'm pretty sure she has meaning

wanda really said ✨no✨ on the sewer man, he was in color as well as the red helicopter, which makes me think that, as in the end of episode one with the tv on the desk and the voice on the radio, they're keeping eyes on her, they're trying to get inside to see what is she doing and what, I'm still wondering why the man was dressed as a bee keeper... is it maybe a costume? a cover?

can we also talk about the slight change in music and overall camera work when glimpses of out-of-wandas-reality come about?????? it just changes the mood, the vibe, i can see they might have even used a different camera, different lighting and different techniques because its very unsettling, it's the visual way to tell us that something it's just wrong and make us as upset as wanda feels

THE COLOR TRANSITION WAS SO GOOD AND THEY LOOKED SO CUTE ALL DRESSED UP IN THEIR COLORS

holy shit elizabeth olsen you gorgeous angel

i loved every second of it I can't wait to watch more 🥺🥺🥺

[visions-indestructible-head]

okay ive decided that ive seen all the good posts (and some really bad takes lmao), so here's my 2 cents.

no spoilers:

the first 30ish minutes of this movie are disappointing. the only good thing that happens is meeting America

everything after that gets better and scarier and more violent

please don't take your kids to see this movie and if you do, be prepared for the nightmares

im serious, they pull very little punches this time and shit gets dark fast

this is also one of the best marvel movies imo and probably my second favourite thing they've ever produced after WandaVision (im biased bc i love Wanda but still)

this movie has some really innovative and fun scenes on top of a lot very well executed horror elements. the cinematography is gorgeous in the later acts. sadly the dialogue is often meh at best and some lines are downright cringe worthy, but the script makes up for it with a handful of pretty funny jokes at the right moments

spoilers under the cut

had a similar issue with nwh where they straight up stole the train scene from into the spiderverse, this time they just copied the demon they fight first from the Suicide Squad Film? huge one-eyed, multi-armed monster? poke its eye out with a spear? literally, it's the fucking same

America more than made up for it though, idk bout you guys but i thought she was a delight and was in love from the first second we saw her. i would die for her + her lil pride pin!! also her jacket said love is love

not much to say for the next 30 minutes tbh, they were mediocre at best and just terrible at worst. like, Wanda goes up against the full force of the sorcerers and all they do is block her and try shoot her with a cannon? marvel disease at its finest, how can make this fight that's wholly reliant on magic work like shooting guns and missiles???

i really liked this movie i swear im getting to the praise in a minute

the scene where Strange traps Wanda in that lil mirror dimension prison and the glass shatters and gets all spikey and you hear her breathing get ragged until she forced herself to calm down and reaches out to touch that one surface? yeah man that was the moment.

wanda crawling out of that gong really set the tone for the rest of this movie in hindsight

Wong was having the shittiest time out of everyone and i think he deserves a vacation and a massage

ill be honest i though the way Strange and America bonded while tripping dimensions was cute and all but not the strongest scenes? it was fine though

who was that lady who destroyed the darkhold? i was deadass more invested in her and Wong than Strange and Christine.

when Wong was telling Wanda about the original spells carved into walls i was hyping myself up to be let down but then he actually said "Mt. Wundagore" and i nearly screamed bc!! it made it into the mcu!!

now for the thing that blew this shit out the water and into my top 2 out of all the marvel stuff: meeting the 813 Illuminati

the Christine reveal ?? chef's kiss

WANDA. FUCKING. MAXIMOFF

i loved how she took control of her 838 self

never in my wildest dreams would i have imagined they actually pull through on this. Wanda not just being an actual villain but being terrifying and ruthless and deadly. "what mouth?" was the most chilling line in the entire movie and unlike many others it hit. hard.

that whole sequence is living rent free in my head. give me a "Wanda kills the Marvel Universe" movie, I'd watch the fuck out of that

they really said "men ain't shit" in that scene too, huh

Peggy's death was kinda hard to watch but also so, so awesome

Wanda limping into the room bloody and barefoot added 15 years to my life, i have never been so attracted to her ever and i have loved her since age of ultron

many thoughts on Charles Xavier that would get me anon hate but let's suffice it to say i loved that scene where she snaps his neck

the entire scene of the trio running from Wanda was peak horror film and i loved every second

okay this getting really long so here just my favourite parts from the rest of the movie:

that shot where Stephen walks up the stairs to meet the other Stephen. cinematography on point, legit the most beautiful shot i can remember from marvel ever

the Strange on Strange fight. most creative and innovative thing Marvel's done in a while, maybe ever. really liked seeing that

America going "I can't beat you. So I'll give you what you want." and Stephen then telling her "not yet" when she wants to pull Wanda out of that reality again. i can't really explain why but i really liked that ending

the third eye popping up scene was v alien-esque, nicely done

yeah so far so good. let me know what you thought, what you liked about this movie preferably, if my criticisms are invalid or just whatever you feel like as long as it's nice. have a good night

[heavenbarnes]

PLEASE STAND BY: She’s not heavy, she’s my lover

Wanda Maximoff x female reader

Warning/Contains: spoilers for “WandaVision”, aspects of mind-control meaning reader isn’t truly consenting, parts of this don’t make sense and are designed to make you feel strange, cheating, pregnancy, fingering, riding,

Word Count: 2.2k

it’s the 70s now and we’re a lot more liberal w our love, we’re also starting to form some kind of idea as to what might be going on hmm...enjoy x

MASTERLIST

Things just were positively brighter these days, and you couldn’t put your finger on why. Each morning the sun shone a little stronger through the curtains, the birds chirped just that bit louder, your morning coffee just a bit sweeter.

Picking the fluff off your husband’s blazer, you moved to adjust his tie slightly, admiring the way the red stood out on his chest. “You really are so handsome.”

James’ cheeks pulled up in a smile, dipping in to press a kiss to your cheek as you beamed for him. “I’ve got to be, to keep up with my gorgeous wife!”

You giggled, a cherry sweet girlish lilt that made your eyes twinkle. Enjoying those last few moments before he left for work, you lent further into his woolen sweater as you felt the firm hold of his prosthetic hand.

“Do you really have to leave-”

“Oop, sorry, Wanda calling!” 

Both your heads turned up, looking to the front door to find your lovely little neighbor and her bright eyes. That sadness of seeing James’ off seemed to fade as you saw your friend, she seemed to replace the warmth that would’ve followed him out the door.

“Great timing, you can keep the missus company whilst I’m earning us money!” He gave you another kiss, before heading off to wherever he spent his time during the days.

Welcoming Wanda into your home, you couldn’t help but notice the thick woolen coat she had wrapped over her front. She looked like a cutie, you couldn’t doubt that, she actually looked like Paddington Bear. But the sun was beaming out there.

Narrowing your eyes you stepped around the couch towards her. “Whattya’ stashing, toots?”

“I’m only telling you cause I love you, and I know you love me, and you-”

“Spill the beans, chick.”

Rather than come out with it, she instead...well...came out with it. She flipped the sides of the coat back off her front and you were met with the round bump of her belly. Your eyes flew wide and mouth dropped a tad.

“Baby!” You cried, hands flying up around your head. “You’re having a baby!”

-

“Run me through what we have so far.”

“Approximately a week ago, Agent 19 entered the energy field surrounding the town of Westview, accompanied by Bucky Barnes. Since then, they have been cast as characters in a TV show created and seemingly controlled by Wanda Maximoff.”

“They went in with a mission, to find Maximoff and stop her, have they even made any progress?”

“From the looks of things, they’ve abandoned mission, whether they realize it or not.”

“So what are they doing in there?”

“Bucky spends most of his time ‘working’, Agent 19 isn’t normally seen without Wanda at her side. They spend a lot of time talking, sometimes dancing, not a whole lot else.”

“So she’s got her right there, but isn’t even doing the one thing we sent her in there for?”

“Sir, I don’t think she has a choice.”

-

Wanda’s hips rolled against yours as she sat perched in your lap, soft lips moving gently against your own as her hands found their way under your shirt. “You sure I don’t look too round?”

Giggling into her mouth, your hands came to grasp her breasts, resting their weight in your hands as she sighed for you. “I think you look positively radiant, like a stone cold fox.”

Pulling back gently, she caught you as you winked for her, still kneading the sensitive flesh in your fingers. Bracing her hands on your knees, she arched her back and pushed her chest further into your touch.

“I didn’t know you and Vision were trying for a baby, and I feel like I only saw you yester-”

‘I know, I know, it all happened so quickly.” She hurried you, shutting you up completely by lifting her shirt over her head and flinging it onto your bedroom floor.

It worked a treat, your mouth falling agape at the sight of her pert chest bared to you in all her glory. You immediately closed your lips around one of her nipples, the hard bud fitting nicely against your tongue as you sucked it further into your mouth.

Those sounds, those beautiful sounds that only she could make, they nearly drove you doggone wild. She felt apart to wonderfully in your hands, she fit so nicely against you making you truly believe that your souls were always meant to cross paths.

Your mind told you, looking at her glowing and luscious and so incredibly perfect, that there was never any other woman but her. It was in the way that it didn’t feel like you existed, until she was thinking about you. Like your day started when she needed you and ended once she’d fallen asleep.

The needy roll of her bare hips drew your eyes down to where she was leaving a wet patch on your flares, you drew your fingers down over the ridge of her belly and underneath where she was softest.

“Please, let me ride your fingers, I need it.”

A wild grin sparked in your eyes as you smiled up at her, more than willing to make her wish your command. Running two of your fingers along where she was parted, you collected the candy-sweet wetness that was pooling in her.

Bringing it up to her clit, you circled around it as her head tipped back with a wanton moan escaping her chest and parting the thick air that’d gathered around you. Slow and easy, you sunk those two fingers into her as she continued to roll her hips for you.

“You always feel better than I ever imagined,” Wanda cried out, fingers gripping your shoulders as she bounced against you. “All I could’ve hoped for.”

You let the kindness and passion of her words wash over you as you kept working your fingers inside her, stretching them out slightly and pulling forward with every motion of her hips. 

Moving your thumb around, you pressed it to her clit and slowly rolled it around as she continued to buck in your fingers. She looked monumental above you, the bedroom light glowing around her like an aura she exuded. Her long hair brushed down her back as she swayed into you.

She looked like your entire world, and at that moment, she was.

You felt her gripping your digits, hugging tight and sweet as she got herself off against you. Never before had you been so pleased to be a vessel for someone’s pleasure, you’d lay there flat on the bed and let her grind against you for hours if it made her happy and wet.

“Yes, I’m so close,” The whine that whistled through her teeth shocked you to the core. “You’re gonna’ make me lose it.”

And as if that was your plan, you sped up the roll of your thumb and the movement of your fingers until her nails were digging into the flesh of your shoulders and pulling your flush between her breasts.

Lips pursing and teeth nipping gently at the taught skin, you left kisses in your wake as she rode through the highs of pleasure centered between her thighs. Hand wrapped around your wrist, she drew your own hand from below and placed the two soaked fingers between your lips.

You smiled, humming in content as you tasted the most unforgettable sweetness, like something from dream state. “You’re everything, pretty girl.”

-

Spying it draped across the back of the couch as you greeted your husband, James’ eyes followed it as he hung his blazer on the coat rack. “Wanda leave that here?”

“Hmm, yes,” You picked it up and draped it over your arm. “I better go return it.”

“I’ll come with you, been meaning to ask Vision if I can borrow his hedge trimmer.”

Hand in hand you bridged the short gap down to their home, knocking a couple times on the door before you heard a soft “come in” from just inside. Slowly pushing open the door, your eyes immediately fixed on the two beautiful bundles in the living room.

“Twins!” You beamed, keeping your voice hushed as James’ followed you inside.

“Aren’t they sweet.” Wanda cast the most enamored gaze upon them, like life had never been better.

“Just the bees knees!”

Whilst your husband had gone to find the man of the house, you turned to the young lady who had also obviously come to offer best wishes to the new parents. “Hi there, I’m one of Wanda’s friends.”

Rather than return your smile, the girl went stark faced, eyes wide and brow just slightly furrowed. A tinge of confusion crossed your features, shrugging your shoulders in an attempt to get her to speak.

Shaking her head, a smile started to work up on her face. “I’m Geraldine, also one of Wanda’s friends.”

“Nice to meet you!”

“It- It sure is.”

She was odd, maybe she was shy? Nevertheless, you turned back to Wanda and placed a hand on her arm. “Let me find my husband and get out of your hair, leave you to enjoy your gorgeous babies.”

Geraldine followed you across the lounge room as you called out for James. She caught one of your wrists in her hand, making you twist your head back towards her. Expecting her to say something, you stood in wait with a signature kind smile across your lips.

Strange girl didn’t say a word, she just looked at you again with those worrisome eyes that you couldn’t quite place. “Sorry Geraldine, is there something I can-”

“She’s just new here, looking to make more friends, aren’t you?” Wanda filled you in from her place by her twins.

Nodding in understanding, you felt James’ presence as he came up behind you, hand on your arm to turn you away from the new guest. Reluctantly, she released your grip as you moved by, causing you to shoot your man a slightly perplexed glance.

He just shrugged his shoulders, closing the front door behind you both as you walked back up to your home. Herb was outside, using his own hedge trimmer as you both waved to him. He waved back, shouting a quick “hello” as the blade of his hedge trimmer started to slowly descend through the concrete wall.

Looping your arm through James’ prosthetic elbow you motioned towards the sight. “Pretty powerful motor, better be careful with that one of Vision’s.”

As you served your better-half his plate of meatloaf, he greatly accepted it, cutlery poised in his hands as he waited for you to sit with your own. Making a cheers with your wine glasses, you both took your bites of dinner before crossing knives and forks across your plates.

“That lass at the Vision’s place today was an oddball.” James’ remarked, leaning back in his chair.

“Hmm, I just think she was shy, though I wish she’d told me whatever she was thinking.”

James’ scrunched his nose slightly but nodded in agreement, nonetheless. You thought back to the young lady, how she’d seemingly looked frightened, they way she’d grabbed you. Letting it tick over in your mind, you saw the same kind of look on your husband’s face that you felt you were making.

“My love,” He started, pushing some broccoli around his plate. “Why do we never eat more than one bite of our dinner.”

Your eyes dropped from his to the plate in front of you, pushed slightly up the table and signaled as finished. Gently lifting your head, you let your eyes flicker around your dining room. To the window sills that never got dusty, the clock that never struck 12, the lightbulbs you’d never replaced.

“Where do you go in a day, when you go to work, what do you do?”

James’ smile faltered, eyes seeming to nearly well as it became harder for you to cheek the apples of your cheeks up. “I leave our front door and I- I feel like I wake up as I come back through it.”

Nodding in understanding, you felt the tear before you even knew it’d slipped onto your cheek. Bucky lent across the table and wiped it with his right thumb, the feel of his skin against yours grounding you for a moment.

“We haven’t got long, this means she’s thinking of us, she’ll know that we’re-”

“Hey, hey, I know,” He cooed, getting out of his seat and rounding the table to crouch beside you. “We’ll find our moment, but you just have to be strong, we cant show our fear-”

As you served your better-half his plate of meatloaf, he greatly accepted it, cutlery poised in his hands as he waited for you to sit with your own. Making a cheers with your wine glasses, you both took your bites of dinner before crossing knives and forks across your plates.

“Darling!” James sighed as he pushed his plate up the table. “Your meatloaf is my favorite!”

-

“God! They always get so close, I know they must be trying so hard.”

The television broadcast wavered slightly, seemingly weakening for a moment but still producing the bright technicolor.

“They’re two of the strongest and smartest we have, Wanda must be doing a number on them to reduce them to this.”

The electrical whirring of the old-fashioned set still sounded in the background as they got the same message.

“PLEASE STAND BY.”

[wolvesandpetals]

Loki x Sylvie fanfiction: Playing house (Rated T, Humor) Part 1

In which the ones at the end of time place them in a reality where they are a married couple in a suburban town, à la WandaVision.

Master list of my Loki x Sylvie fanfiction can be found here.

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They didn't know what to expect at the end of time. But they certainly didn't expect to open the door to the citadel and walk into a town.

"This must be an illusion", Loki says in horror as he takes in his new surroundings- two storied houses in every shade of pastel, gardens of roses, lillies and lilacs, wide open roads, pavements lined with freshly cut bushes. "This isn't real."

It looks real enough though. It feels real too.

This is the quintessential suburban town. And they are in a quintessential suburban house.

"They have trapped us in a nightmare", Loki concludes, scanning the new neighborhood again, this time spotting the children playing tennis in the front lawn of the house next door.

Sylvie touches the door frame with the words "Mr. and Mrs. Low-key" etched in the wood in gold. Her fingers trace the letters. It feels so surreal and impossible, yet it feels just as real as she is. "Apparently, we're married in this reality."

"It's not all bad then", he concludes cheekily.

She gives him a death stare. "I don't have time to play house with you right now."

He shrugs. "Until we find a way out, we have to." He checks out the neighborhood one last time for any identifiable imminent threats, before walking back into the house- their house. Holding the door open, he gestures to Sylvie. "Coming?"

She smooths the wrinkles in the sundress she has ended up with, vowing to definitely kill the bastards that did this.

-

The interior of the house does not suit two gods of mischief at all. It's all very... quaint. The sofa is soft and snuggly, the telly hanging from the velvet painted walls is huge, her wardrobe has way too many dresses and skirts, and the knives in the kitchen look like they'd be hard to kill a man with.

"Can you conjure me up something less-" she vaguely gestures at her figure, her lips arched in an angle that spells distaste.

He understands exactly what she means, but does exactly what he wants. With a snap of his fingers, he conjures up an entire rack of clothes for her.

She checks them out one by one, noticing how every jeans, every top is designed a specific way. "These look very tight."

His grin tells her it's intentional.

"You know I can still wipe that smug look off your face in this reality, right?" Her voice expresses how serious she is.

He waves his hands again, and this time, a second rack of clothes materialises, ones which are more functional.

She picks a jeans and oversized top and disappears into the bedroom.

He plops down on the sofa, staring at the Van Gogh hanging from the wall, wondering what their next move should be.

---

The ring of the doorbell breaks them out of their contemplation.

Sylvie grabs every single knife she can find in the kitchen drawers, Loki grabs the mop. Gesturing to each other, they open the door at the count of three, to find a woman standing there with a casserole in her hands.

"Hiya neighbor", she says cheerily. "I heard that you two just moved in. Oh my, that's a lot of knives."

Sylvie holds one up to her throat. "Who sent you?"

The woman grimaces, keeping her eyes fixed at the spot where the knife touches her skin. "My husband. He thought we should welcome our neighbors."

"Liar", Sylvie barks, and increases the pressure on the knife. "Tell me who sent you here before I cut your tongue out and feed it to the cats."

It's at this moment that Loki decides he has to intervene before the situation escalates to unnecessary murder.

"Sylvie, Sylvie, honey", he coos, slowly guiding her away with a gentle touch to her shoulders. "This lovely woman is not the friend I was expecting." He pushes her inside the house, at a safe distance from the lady, before throwing a charming smile in her direction. "I am so sorry. My friend was supposed to visit, I asked my wife to help me play a prank on her. She thought it was you. It's all a giant misunderstanding. Allow me to apologize profusely on behalf of my wife."

Sylvie switches between glaring at the lady and at her "husband".

The lady laughs nervously. "It's quite alright."

Loki extends his hand. "Hi, I'm Loki." He wraps his other arm around Sylvie's waist to pull her close. She tenses, and for a moment he thinks the knife will end up aimed at his throat, but she relaxes a little and gives the neighbor a tiny smile. "And this is my wonderful wife, Sylvie."

The lady shakes his hand. "I'm Agnes. So nice to meet you. Where are you from? Low-key, that sounds Nordic. Are you from Norway?"

"No."

"Yes."

They answer at the same time, then glare at each other, as if their answer was the only acceptable one.

Loki rushes to fix it before Agnes gets suspicious. "What my wife means is, we are from Norway originally, but we moved here from Alabama."

Agnes smiles. "That's a long way from home. Welcome to the neighborhood."

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Sylvie erupts the moment the neighbor leaves and their doors are closed. "Why the bloody hell are we playing along with this ruse?"

Loki looks at her seriously. "What is the alternative? Murder our way out of here? Slaughter an entire innocent town?"

"No, no, no no." She paces till she is standing directly in front of him, holding her chin up in a posture of challenge. "Why slaughter a town when you can rule it, right?"

He lets out a sigh. Leaning his head back and closing his eyes, he takes in a deep breath. He needs all the strength in the world to reason with her. He opens his eyes again and begins. "We don't know how we got here. We don't know what dangers are here. We can't plan an escape like that. We need to gather information and learn everything we can about this place."

"This place is clearly hell", she roars, letting out a scream that shoots a wave of energy out of her hands and shatters the coffee table.

"Perfect", he mutters under his breath, as he picks up the mop.

---

"I'm hungry." She announces after an hour of sitting on the sofa, sulking, while going through the hundred different channels and trying to pick even a single thing worth watching.

"Oh yes, me too." He agrees quickly. "Starving, actually."

She motions at the cell phones on the table that the house came with. "I suppose we should order something like humans do."

"Yes, of course." He nods in agreement. He picks up the phone closest to him, swipes up the screen, and sees the wallpaper of him and Sylvie, on a beach, hand in hand, in matching Hawaiin shirts, with matching grins on their faces. He knows this isn't real, this has never actually happened to them, but it makes him smile anyway. Swiping to the side, he notices the phone comes with too many games. There are also apps that he knows from advertisements. Opening one that promised good food in no time, he stares blankly at the incoherent list that pops up.

She gets impatient after a few minutes. "Well?"

He purses his lips. It's difficult to admit defeat. "I don't actually know how to order."

She blinks in disbelief. "What?"

"I don't know how to order food." He repeats.

"How can you not know how to order food?"

"Well, I've never had to do it myself." He says, irritated, before his tone turns boastful. "I've always had someone do it for me." Food was never even a concern in Asgard. On earth, he has always had some human gladly do it for him. No God would ever bother with the trivial details of food ordering.

"Lucky you." She says dryly, before snatching the phone out of his hands. She pauses to look at the wallpaper as well, at the waves and the sand and the two happy people that represent a life that they can have if they choose to. Before the thought can take its root in her mind, she quickly focuses on ordering.

He stares at her in awe. "Where did you learn how to do that?"

"I didn't exactly grow up in an Asgardian palace." She rolls her eyes. "I had jobs, Loki. I know how to look after myself."

"I am so glad I'm stuck here with you." He says with a grin. "It makes everything easier."

"It's not that easy. We still need to pay for the food." She points out. Then a horrifying thought occurs to her. "Do we even have money?"

He wants to point out he can just conjure some, but before the words can form in his mouth, she rushes to the kitchen, rummaging through the drawers. He follows, and opens the refrigerator, staring at the inside of the freezer.

"People don't keep cash in the freezer, Loki."

"I knew that." He lies.

She switches to the bedroom, and he follows her there as well. She looks through the dresser drawer, the wardrobe, and searches under the pillow. He looks under the bed.

"Look at us. Searching for money to buy food with. What a shame." He muses out loud. "Mortals used to offer food to Gods."

"Food and virgins." She spits the words out angrily. "I hate these archaic ways."

"Oh, me too, me too." He pretends to agree. He likes being worshipped. He likes the food and the offerings. The virgins? Well, he took virgins in a very different, very alive way, and they were all very willing.

"I don't think we have money in this house." She announces, sitting down on the bed with a huff. "Is this his masterplan? Make us starve to death?"

"Allow me." He snaps his fingers, and wads of cash appears in her hands. This is what he was going to do before Sylvie started searching and he decided it's best to first find out what useful items they have in this house.

"That's handy", she notes. "I suppose it'll be easy for you to do chores around the house."

"I don't do chores." He declares.

She glares at him.

"I don't know how to do chores." He clarifies.

Her glare never loses its edge. "Well you better figure it out soon then, before I cut your fingers off."

---

They eat in complete silence, adjusting to this new reality they have found themselves in. Loki tries to make conversation, tries to tell her a story of banquets in Asgard, but she stares absent-mindedly into the distance, and he takes the hint.

Night arrives quickly.

"I'm exhausted. We should sleep." Sylvie admits. She gets up, ready to change into something more comfortable for the night.

He gets up too, and heads in the direction of the other bedroom. Of course, all he wants to do is snuggle up close to her. He can think of a hundred excuses to talk her into it too. But he holds back. "Well, I wish you a very merry slumber."

She doesn't want to focus on why she does it, but she calls out to him. "We should stick together. Just in case the enemy decides to attack while we're asleep."

He stops in his tracks, smiling like a fool. "I agree. Clever plan."

Ten minutes later, they are both awkwardly lying side by side in bed.

Sylvie stares at the ceiling, at the glow-in-the-dark stickers that are shining. "Is that what people's ceilings look like?"

"Mostly children's."

"The constellations..." She notices. "They're slightly different."

"Yes." He smiles. "This is the view from Midgard, not Asgard."

"Oh."

It's quiet for a while. Loki wonders if she fell asleep. Then he hears her whisper. "I hate this."

"Why are you suddenly acting like this?" He finally asks. "You have been patient your whole life, planning everything for years. You always have a plan, and a good one. Now you're suddenly in a rush to get out of here. Why?"

She doesn't answer. She doesn't even open her eyes. With her focus on the darkness behind her eyelids, it is easy to forget that this is the most peaceful evening she has ever had, that this is the life she always wanted, the life she has been fighting for.

He studies her features, memorizing the way she looks when she tries to fall asleep. Tentatively, he touches her hand. Her fingertips twitch involuntarily, before she responds by taking his hand. He gives it a reassuring squeeze. "We'll get out of here, I promise you."

---

(To be continued)

[jasmarie2600]

FINALLY saw DS:MoM and I have some thoughts

Spoilers below ⬇️

I wish we got more Shirtless Stephen cause it was truly….an amazing sight to behold

Stephen at Christine’s wedding was sad and so tension filled, I thought he was gonna like fight Charlie for a second 😆 I wouldn’t have minded, fight to the death!! Also thought it was weird that Charlie was a fan of Stephen…. (Potential Future Villain Energy)

I’m really hoping Christine truly isn’t happy either, And just faking that she is, like how Stephen was

Christine getting mad that Stephen was fighting on her wedding day 😆 (kinda didn’t understand why she was getting mad, but it’s maybe the whole “holding the knife” thing) She probably didn’t wanna see Stephen possibly die on her wedding day, pretending like you don’t care so much, Christine 😏

(When can Nick finally become the revengeful villain he’s supposed to be??)

Women fangirling for Stephen (same Marvel, same, accurate)

Stephen hiding Defender Strange’s body and implying that he’s done this before….wha….what do you mean Stephen??!! 🤔😳

Wanda officially losing her mind but the WandaVision theme though! 👀😱

(Why does everyone seem to have weird sexual tension with Stephen? I get it but… 😆)

Wong keeps reminding Stephen that he’s the Sorcerer Supreme 😆

I literally thought Wanda was a Sorceress, just more advanced and self-taught, it was cool to learn that sorcery & witchcraft are 2 different things

I honestly liked seeing more of Kamar-Taj and all the people and their different jobs, also seeing people from different Sanctums too was pretty cool

Wanda was genuinely kind of scary and cool, but also I was thinking “did you not learn anything from your WandaVision experience??”

America & Stephen going through the different Multiverses was awesome, also the animated one!! (The music in the scene oddly reminded me of Peter Porker’s world in Spider-Verse)

Stephen freakin throwing up! 😆😆

America thinking all food is free 😆

Stephen’s significant memory of Christine 😩🥲

America literally shipping Christine & Stephen 🤗🤗💖

Mordo still being a jerk and drugging America and Stephen 😞

Stephen seeing Variant Christine and also being in love with her

Stephen being sassy towards the Illuminati, the Illuminati literally sucking and being horrible and pretty much covering up Variant Stephen’s death, they literally all got killed by Wanda, so they ain’t so great

Someone in my theatre audible said “oh my god!” at one of the death scenes 😆😂

I really feel bad for Variant Christine cause she lost her Stephen, and was probably super devastated when he didn’t come back

Stephen egging on Variant Mordo so if could escape 😆😉

Their fight was very good though

The minimal jump scares in this film, kinda really did scare me

The key to the door to get to the Book of Vishanti being Stephen’s watch was 😩🥲

The Book of Vishanti world was super beautiful, amazing VFX

It was dumb that the Book was destroyed though, cause isn’t it like, important to the future of Doctor Strange?????….

Sinister Strange was kinda very creepy and weird and I didn’t like him, also I don’t like the 3rd eye effect, it’s just weird and kinda gross

The Donna mention!! 😱🥲

The Music fight was cool though

Christine watching over Stephen when he dreamwalks was sweet and I’m glad her Stephen taught her how to use everything, she’s badass!

The Souls of the Damned or whatever they were called, I honestly thought they were cool and also creepy

Glad Wong wasn’t killed by Wanda, also was that Sara lady supposed to be Wong’s like love interest??? That’s what it felt like, but then she died so…..

Wanda taking over her Variant’s body was honestly a creepy scene but I loved it, also is Wanda just a single mom in her alternate universe???

Stephen talking to America in his dead form shouldn’t have been as funny as I thought it was, we have this serious scene and you have this one character who’s basically a zombie, and they’re having this deep meaningful conversation 😆😆

Stephen’s freakin horrible comeback to Wanda in Zombie form, I forgot what it was but like “you’ll have to do more to kill me, to kill me this time” or something and then it shows Christine hearing him say that and she’s like 😳 made me laugh 😆

America’s powers are honestly very cool

I don’t think Wanda died, cause she’s gonna have her own solo movie

Stephen and Variant Christine’s conversation, (I’ll go more in depth into that, it could be explaining what will happen in their future)

Him saying he loves her, he loves her in every universe 😩😩🥲 and Christine crying (I cried too!!!)

Stephen bowing to Wong and accepting him as Sorcerer Supreme 🤗🥲

America better become Stephen’s successor in the future, since Wong says she’s so much like Stephen when he first arrived at Kamar-Taj, I hope if she does, she also uses/gains Stephen’s wink technique 😆 her looking up to Stephen now and Stephen being like how the Ancient One was for him when he first started 😩😩🥲🥲

Stephen fixing his watch, but looking genuinely happy about fixing it!! 🤗🤗

The whole ending with Stephen getting the 3rd eye was so painful to watch! (I also have a theory about this scene and the mid-credits scene, that I will post)

The Clea scene…yeah I already know

I didn’t even watch the end credits scene, heard it was dumb, I just left 😆

I can’t wait for the 3rd movie tbh! 🎉🎉 hope we don’t have to wait 6 years for it too…. 🥲

General just like, filmmaking stuff I liked or found funny

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People saying that Sam Raimi making this film was a bad idea, like I get where they’re coming from cause his filmmaking can be kind of cringey, cheesy and over the top, but watching the film I kinda liked it, it made me feel like I was watching an old movie or something from the 60’s/70’s and that honestly fits very well since the Doctor Strange comics came out in the late 60’s early 70’s

The random guitar riff that would pop up in the music at random times, was making me laugh 😆

The horror aspects were actually pretty good and actually kinda terrified me

Ben is a damn good actor, he can pretty much do anything

[vintagegoddess12]

Books and Basements (1)

Relationship: Agatha Harkness x Reader; Wanda Maximoff x Vision

Summary: What happens when our curious-somewhat-evil witch finds someone who is as curious as her?

A/N: A month ago I promised a Librarian!Reader who can go toe-to-toe with our dear Agatha and here it is. Enjoy this one <3 Also avaialble in ao3. 

1

Today is a good day in Westview.

Agatha walked out of her house with a little more pep in her step. She feels it in her three centuries-old bones. Something tells her that this day, just like her, has a few more tricks up their sleeve. She bites her lip as she sees the townspeople go about their day, totally oblivious about the new happenings in the WandaVision household.

It was only this morning when she watched their two new babies turn themselves into five-year-olds. Advanced aging. Well, that’s a trick. Every witch and wizard she has met has only one goal: to stay as youthful as ever. 

Not Wanda’s kids, I suppose.

Taking after their mother, breaking the natural order seemed natural with those kiddos. She spent the entire noon locked in her basement, curious as to what more curveballs her witch neighbor is going to throw her way. She likes a challenge and that family just might be it for this century. 

Her hips continue to sway more than ever as she reaches the Vision residence. With the intention of spending more time with the new offsprings, she knocks on their door with a prepared speech on how she can take their dog for a walk. She smirks inside; maybe the dog can do the biting for her. 

The only magic-wielding redhead opened the door, surprised to see her friend thrice - Thrice? That doesn’t sound right - in a day. “Agnes, what can I do for you?” Wanda chirped as she welcomes her inside.

“More like, what I can do for you, doll,” the mother of two shot her a curious look as she continued, “I’m here to walk Sparky!”

“Oh Agnes, that’s not necessary. The boys can take care of that after dinner.” Wanda smiled and looked behind her, probably eyeing where her little beings are. 

Putting on her over-the-top facial expressions, Agatha shrugged off her statement and replied, “and leave them alone in the dark? No can do, sweet cheeks.” The image of her kids in an unsafe situation immediately placed Wanda in unease. “Besides, they can walk with me. Give Auntie Agnes some quality time with your cute boys,” her voice now dripping with sweet concern.

Agnes does sound right, Wanda thought. She’s been nothing but a helpful figure in their lives. She supposes the boys can bond with her and get her friend away from the household liquor. The young avenger felt a pang of guilt run through her though. It’s such a waste that she had a friend like her here - in a place where everything is not real and lies fuel every goddamn street. 

Before the two witches can continue their chat, a burst of enthusiastic laughter erupted from their backyard. Their head followed the sound and saw Vision having an engaging discussion with a new character - no - neighbor - no. Stranger. 

Agatha watched as an unfamiliar face emerged with the deceased Avenger from their veranda to their living room. She observed as the woman held her own against a literal android while they’re debating about, from what she can hear, the universe. 

“I’m just saying if there is enough dark matter out in space,” your voice reaching the older witch, making her lean more, “its gravitational pull can eventually lead to the universe collapsing in itself.”

Vision walked beside you as he replies, “yes but that theory hangs to the idea that space has enough dark matter in it.”

You both continue to walk towards the front door, still engrossed in your dialogue. “It’s totally possible. A lot of supernatural things are happening in our universe.” 

“Name one.”

You halted and took a beat as the man dared you. Surprised with the challenge, you look to your right while thinking for an answer. 

“I don’t know. Ghosts?” Vision quizzically looked at you. “Dead people coming back to life.” You both laughed, not noticing how the statement made the matriarch of the house uncomfortable. After all, she was one of those supernatural things.

With her previous conversation long forgotten, Agatha took an interest in the sight before her. She doesn’t remember seeing you from their previous episodes. Or elsewhere for that matter. She’s pretty certain a face like that is memorable. Maybe Wanda was just keeping you away and brought you out only when there’s a character for you. 

Such a waste. Pretty little thing like you should be paraded. Hell, worshipped even. 

Agatha had to physically clear her throat to put a stop to her thoughts. You and Vision looked at their way, your gaze landing on the ladies by the door. A smile spread across your face as you approached.

“Ah, Agnes!” Vision leads the way and asked, “what brings you here?”

Wanda straightened up and answered for her friend, not that Agatha minds. “She’s here to walk the dog and the kids, dear.” Her husband nodded. “By the way, Agnes, this is [y/n],” you offered your hand as you’re being introduced and the raven-haired woman did the same, “and this is Agnes.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” your attention now solely on the witch. Agatha tried to ignore the shocks your hand sent to her spine after you shook hands. Nobody makes her shiver unless she allows them to. And you’re not allowed - yet. 

“Oh, believe me, honey, the pleasure is all mine,” she punctuated the statement with a wink. If she’s affected, might as well make you blush too. A hint of red formed in your cheeks, noticeable but not quite. The witch took that as a success. 

With your hand still in hers, she pulled you closer. “Now tell me, Wanda, dear. Have you been hiding this gal from Dottie and me?” She looked at her confused friend. 

“She’s actually Vision’s friend,” she replied. Her husband then added, “yes. We met in the library during one of our meetings.”

You retreated your hand, amused by all the attention around you. “I’m the assistant librarian there, which surprisingly can be very busy.” You chuckled a little bit, hiding the confusion regarding your workload. Is it really that busy? It seems that you don’t even remember how you got that gig. “That’s why I can’t attend those meetings.”

“A working gal, I see.” A bewitching smile formed across Agnes’ face that did not go unnoticed by the married homeowners.

Agatha watched as your eyes widened at the statement and immediately observed the sky outside. “Speaking of,” you said turning your attention back at the three people in front of you, “I have to finish some filing in the library. The guards can be very snarky when I close the place too late.” They all laughed which you took as a sign to bid farewell. 

The older witch eyed how you reached for Vision’s arm and said, “thank you for that very wonderful conversation.” A small ball of heat forming in her chest. “Also, Wanda,” the Sokovian avenger lit up as if getting out of her own thoughts, “those cookies you served are heavenly.” 

Wanda waved her hand and replied, “those are actually from Agnes,” your attention now on their neighbor. “She brings us baked goods every time she bakes from her house down the street.”

“Well then let me give credit where credit is due,” your hands now landing on her arm. “Those cookies are delish.” Your sweet voice ringing in Agatha’s ear. 

“Well, sweetie, why don’t I walk you to the library so I can share my secret ingredient?” The older witch was confused about how a simple gal like you can rearrange her priorities without even meaning to. 

“Agnes, aren’t you going to walk the dog with the twins?” Wanda’s reminder almost made the witch frown. 

“I just think our [y/n] here needs a little introduction to our social circle,” she replied without taking her eyes off of you. 

Wanda knew better than to get in between Agnes and the gossips, she wasn’t cast as the nosy neighbor for nothing after all. She bid farewell to the two of you, saying don’t hesitate to come back whenever.

You, on the other hand, kept looking elsewhere trying to avoid the intense stare of your new acquaintance. Your mind is still focused on the awaiting work in your office. 

You started to leave with Agnes in tow. She just wouldn’t budge with her offer. It took a little more convincing on your part though but something tells you no one says no to Agnes, or is it Wanda? You’re not sure honestly. Something isn’t right about this, yet you try to ignore it.

Meanwhile, a certain ancient book shrouded with yellow mists of magic started glowing wildly. The traces of power started hitting the concrete walls as if looking for a way out. 

Today is the beginning of the end for Westview.

[theladyscarlettt]

Petals (pt.1)

*I have returned and I bring with me a Bucky x Reader mini series. This takes place during #TFATWS. Also, this is a bit lighter (yet darker) than my regular stuff. Not fluff but sweet because god knows Bucky deserves to be happy every now and then. Also, this does have references to the X-Men comics and WandaVision*

-The Lady Scarlettt

Synopsis: Madripoor had everything you needed to forget your past, and everything you needed to lose your future. 

Part Warnings: suggestive scenes, language, mentions of mutilation

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Sunlight caught the blinds in a dance of shadows. Her eyes twitched with the familiar warmth of the morning star across her face. She slowly opened her eyes taking in the sight of their small room. It was bland and empty, just like their luck in finding Karli. (For a girl to be everywhere, she was also nowhere.) 

A grunt came from across the room, she sat up in the stiff bed to find Bucky lying on the floor with a blanket barely clinging to his sweaty body. She let out a soft sigh and rubbed her eyes. While he was capable of so much, she found it heartbreaking he had so little, it broke her to see him robbed of even the simplest of things such as rest and a bed. She pulled on his black tee shirt from the night before and snuck over to sit beside him. She watched as his eyes darted side to side behind his dark eye lids. If he didn’t sleep well before, he surely didn’t now with the constant traveling, search for Karli, run in with America’s Next Top Asshole and the literal cause of his night terrors in the next room. 

“Did you know it’s considered an invasion of privacy to watch someone while they’re asleep.” Bucky grumbled, his eyes still closed.

“Good thing you weren’t asleep then.” she stated.

A slight smirk tugged on his lips, “Did you sleep well?”

“I would have slept better if my pillow didn’t wonder off in the middle of the night.” she teased.

He opened one eye to look up at her, “Sorry.”

She only smiled sweetly, her hand finding its way to his stubbled cheek. “You really need a razor.” 

He grabbed her wrist pulling her down to him, and began to nuzzle her neck with his chin.

She gagged at the sensation, “Ugh- for an old man you really behave like a child- hey!” In one swift motion he was on top of her tickling her neck.

“Stop. Stop it.” She hissed as she playfully swat at him to get off her. He chuckled and leaned back still, straddling her waist. 

“You have so much energy in the mornings for literally no reason,” she groaned, rubbing her lightly burned skin. 

He leaned down to her, a smirk on his lips, “I can come up with a few, if you’d like.” 

She rolled her eyes, even though her cheeks began to flush, “Knock it off.”

He made a tch sound with his teeth, and sat back up.

She smiled and sat up on her knees, her hands clasping behind his neck, a finger twirling the slightly grown out hair. He leaned into her, looking up at her from where he sat, a sad expression came across his face. 

“What is it?” she asked, rubbing her nails lazily through his thick hair.

“I just,” he sighed trying to find his words, “I want to stay with you, but I just can’t make myself. I’m afraid of what I might do, if I stay too long.”

She tilted her head, searching his eyes, “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I don’t want to have an episode at night and lash out. Sometimes they feel so real and I get can’t control myself and the last thing I want to do is hurt you and-”

“Hey, Hey, Hey” she interrupted, “Look at me.” She lifted his face up to hers, “Look at me, you could never do anything to hurt me. I know you don’t trust yourself sometimes, but I trust you and I know you. I’m not afraid of the ‘what if’s.” Please, hear me when I say, I want you to let me in, I want to be apart of this, all of it. I want to help you Bucky, but I can only go as far as you’ll let me. And if it takes time, ok but it’s going to take more than a nightmare to make me go anywhere. Ok?”

He stared at her for a long time, a blank expression on his face. She couldn’t tell if she had overstimulated him with her cheesiness or he simply was dead. 

“Bucky? If I’m overstepping, I understand-”

He abruptly wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her small figure to his. She melted into his touch, just as she had the first time he held her. They stayed like that for awhile until she heard him whisper.

“I love you.”

She smiled against his cool skin, “I love you too.”

He brought her face up to meet his and kissed her softly. His lips were always so soft and warm, something you wouldn’t expect. His thumb made tiny circles along her jaw, as she kissed him back. His hand slowly snaked their way down to her thigh where he pulled her onto his lap. She subconsciously, wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her back pulling him upward slightly. He held her thigh with one hand and reclined back with the metal one, smiling into her touch. She pushed forward as he pushed back, every kiss becoming more passionate than the last. She pulled at his hair, causing a longing moan to escape from his lips, exposing his neck. She began to place light kisses along side his neck, his breathing became deep as he massaged her thigh in return.  

He flipped over, now pressing her back against the ground, topping her. He kissed her back deeply, his tongue becoming well acquainted with her mouth. One hand began to find its way in between her thighs. 

Her eyes snapped open, “James.” She grabbed his hand, “It is 4 in the morning.” She hissed.

“HELL YEAH IT’S 4 IN THE GODDAMN MORNING!” Sam blurted out from the next room.

Bucky buckled forward burrowing his head in her neck holding back his horror.

“Shit,” Her face became the next 50 shades of red, as she covered her mouth with her hand to prevent a wave of uncomfortable laughter.

“HERE I THOUGHT AT 11pm I WOULD GET MY BEAUTY SLEEP BUT NOOOO. IF I HEAR THAT DAMN SHIT AGAIN I WILL COME IN THERE AND BEAT BOTH OF YALL’S NASTY ASSES.”

There was a moment of silence as the two looked between each other with mischievous smiles. He rolled his eyes and licked his lips knowingly. She let out a staged moan loud enough to be heard from outside.

“Fuck. Y/N.” Bucky grunted, his face tinted trying to remain collected. She covered her face with her hands moaning back at him.

Seeing her smile only made Bucky ham it up more as he began slapping his hand on the floor to create more of a scene to which she erupted in a fit of choked laughter. Sam yelled something from the other room about Jesus Christ and Sin. Bucky stood up with that smug look on his face, as he did whenever he won at annoying Sam Wilson. He gave her his hand and hauled her off the ground with barely any effort.

She finally settled down from laughing and looked at him, “I think we should do that more often.”

“What? Piss off bird boy or have sex?” He asked.

She grinned, “Can it not be both?”

Bucky made a face as if he was scheduling the next when and where.

She gave him a light slap, “Now don’t get cocky about it. Also, you stink. Go take a shower.”

He looked at her offended then gave a sly look, “Or we could ta-“

“No” she snapped like a mother to her child, “Get.”

He held up his hands up in defense, “Alright, Alright, but I’m going to need my shirt back.”

She groaned and peeled off the shirt and tossed it at his face. He pulled the shirt down and gave her a once over, “I like that color” he said inspecting her black laced undergarments.

“Good Lord, Go.” she shoved him towards the bathroom. He chuckled at her and whipped the shirt over his shoulder, sending her a cocky grin as he left the room.

Once the door closed behind him, she let out a sigh and sat on the edge of the bed. A wave of depression washed over her as she longed for the day they could just stay in bed and not battle some end of the world threat. She looked to the blanket on the floor where he slept the night before. He deserved so much more than this. They deserved so much more than this.

She couldn’t lie, after the blip the thought of going off grid looked truly appealing. With Nat, Tony, Vision, Bruce, Wanda, Thor, and Steve gone, the Avengers felt more like a club then an actual organization. While she had always been closer to Sam, Bucky and Steve the hole left behind by the others made it too hard to go on some days. What was the point? Every time something was fixed something worse happened. And they never were thanked properly, only ridiculed by what should have been done, because everyone always expected them to be heroes; yet they never saw they were also human. The only reason she stayed was for Sam and Bucky, they had become her family, especially after Steve’s passing, who was like a father figure to her.

She pushed away the memories that came rushing in. She could not allow herself to get emotional, their job here needed her full attention. She stood and changed into her suit and left the room. 

Zemo was reclined on a sofa, drinking a cup of tea. When she entered he gave her a solemn nod. She cringed slightly, the anger at what he did to Bucky and T’Challa creeping back in.

“You’re up early.” She stated flatly.

“Hard to sleep with all the noise.” He shot her a look. “I can start you a kettle if you’d like.”

“Sorry, and no thanks, I got it.” She said. Grabbing a kettle and filling it with water.

Zemo stood, “Do you mind? I’ve read of your powers but never have I seen them.”

She shifted on her feet, “Well, sure but it won’t be a firework show or anything like that. It’s still a new thing to me and I can’t really do much.”

“Can’t? Or won’t?” Zemo asked, approaching her, finding a spot at the bar.

She looked at him as to say something but decided against it. She looked back to the kettle and placed her hands along the side. Zemo watched her every move; observing, analyzing. 

She took a deep breath in and reached for a part in her to attract the sensation she feels around her. The kettle began to warm and in a minute it was boiling.

“Fascinating” Zemo whispered, his eyebrows scrunched in concentration.

She poured the steaming hot water into a cup and placed two teabags in it. “See, nothing special.”

Zemo looked at her as if she had said something absurd. “You have a gift.” He countered.

“Feels more like a curse.” She scoffed.

“When did this begin?” He asked.

“I don’t know, I feel like I’ve always had these... these abilities but it wasn’t until after the blip did I truly began to use them.”

“Fascinating.” Zemo repeated.

She pursed her lips, while she loathed everything about Zemo, she couldn’t lie having someone appreciate her abilities felt nice. She normally just felt like a freak, too afraid to show too much emotion, in fear she might lose control.

“Can I have you try something?” Zemo requested.

She scoffed, “Sorry, I don’t feel like playing lab rat today.”

Zemo made a face, “I understand your negative emotions towards me, but to say I have had failures in this field would be an incorrect accusation.”

She rolled her eyes, “Fine. What?”

He leapt off his seat, seemingly excited to play mad scientist again. He fetched a candle from the table and sat it infront of her. She cocked an eyebrow.

“Light it.” He said, gesturing to the wick.

“I- I don’t think that’s how it works.”

“Light it.” He repeated, pushing the candle towards her.

She reached to touch the wick but he slapped her hand away.

“Hey!” She blurted out, glaring at him.

“Without touch.” He said calmly.

She looked at him then back to the candle, frustrated.

“Focus on what you wish for it to be, what it will look like, how it will feel.” Zemo coached.

She shifted on her feet again, finding a more comfortable stance. She focused on her breath and stared at the wick.

“Breath in, and when you breath out try to push your energy at it.” Zemo said.

She closed her eyes feeling a tingling sensation around her, she inhaled slowly, feeling the sensation grow. She opened her eyes and focused the sensation onto her target. She heard a crackle sound, as if a fire was trying to start. She looked to Zemo wide eyed, he never looked up.

“Again.” He said, staring at the wick.

She shifted and this time held out her hand. She took a deep breath and this time flicked her hand at the wick on the exhale, a flame consumed the wick and began to slowly burn. She gasped.

“Beautiful.” Zemo smiled.

“Well shit,” a voice was heard. They looked over to see Sam propped alongside a wall. “You got sparkly fingers, Y/N.”

She laughed, delighted in herself, “Did you see it?”

“I saw it.” He smiled.

She looked to Zemo, “How? How did that happen?”

Zemo held out his hand and she reluctantly lended him hers. He flipped her palm up and traced a distinct ‘M’ she never noticed before, with his finger. “You are a mutant. You were born with this gift and just now have discovered it.”

“A mutant.” She echoed. “How do you know?”

“All mutants have the symbol ‘M’ mapped on their palm. Each with a unique ability. Your friend Wanda, she is a mutant as well.”

“There’s more?” She gasped looking at Sam.

“Many more, we walk beside them each day, yet we do not know it.” Zemo said.

She looked back to Zemo, suddenly desperate for knowledge. She knew she had these powers but half the time she felt it was all coincidence, and was honestly too afraid to attempt to use them. Knowing what happened to Wanda.

“I want to know everything, please tell me what you know.” She said.

“Woah, woah. Look, the magic trick was impressive but I don’t think you should be getting your information from him, Y/N.” Sam said walking towards her.

“Sam, he’s the only one I’ve ever met, who knows about this stuff, besides Wanda and I don’t even know where she is.” She protested.

“I assure you I do not intend to mislead-“ Zemo started.

Sam pointed at him, “No. You do not get to say that after all you’ve done. The only thing you do is mislead. Hell, you’ve probably already done something to sabotage the mission.”

“You think so little of me, Sam.” Zemo pouted.

“Yeah, I do and for good reason.” Sam stated.

“Sam,” Y/N started.

“Y/N! Sam!” Bucky’s voice echoed throughout the small apartment.

The two took off in the direction of the noise immediately. They came into the room to find Bucky staring out the window.

“What is it?” Y/N asked, coming to stand beside Bucky. She looked out the window, her eyes widening in horror.

“My god.” Sam uttered.

Outside the window was a some kind of mutilated animal strung upside down. Blood dripped menacingly to the ground below. 

“What does it mean?” Sam asked.

“It’s an invitation.” A voice said. The three turned around to find Zemo.

“The Power Broker requests our presence.”

Link to Petals (pt. 2)

[thisisarcanereverie]

Should’ve Known  Chapter 4.

Hey, so originally I was planning on skipping this episode in WandaVision and get straight into the 70′s, however, after re-watching the episode I thought to myself, maybe this episode would be useful in what I have planned for that chapter. Also again, thank you for all the love and support you show when I post. It really helps me write, especially when you leave a reply one what you liked or suspect from this chapter or other chapters. It really makes my day and it makes it easier to write knowing others are willing to read it. 

I’m trying my best to write as much as I can while i’m still motivated, updates really could be anywhere from a day or a few hours apart at this point. Honestly I only started writing fanfiction again to help me start writing in general since I’ve been writing a book for the past few months and I’ve hit a road block. Writing this helps and plus it’s fun for me to write fanfiction like this. 

Also I did write this based loosely on what I imagined the residents of Westview must have felt like living day upon day. Also a little on Doctor Who, specifically the “Silence in the Library” and “Forest of the Dead” When Donna was trapped and sort of lived like she was in a show. 

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Wanda or Steve they are owned by Marvel, I don’t own the gif either I just got it from Pinterest, also I’m really tired so any mistakes or stuff that doesn’t make sense that’s on me. 

WARNINGS:Angst, Swearing, the stages of grief, loss, dark themes, 18 + from here on out.

WORDS : 2,040

SUMMARY: Feelings of unease continue to rise as you begin to know Wanda and start to be wary of Agnes....and of Steve. 

You could have sworn you and Steve were just having dinner, the thought of food caused your stomach to turn. You wished for the life of you to know what was ailing you so you could take some medicine. You would have to make an appointment with the doctor but for now you had to continue the day. You gently rose from the bed so as to not disturb your sleeping husband. 

Husband.

Something about that felt wrong to you. 

You shook off the feeling before finally getting ready for the day. 

When the thought of what to wear came to mind you suddenly found yourself all ready dressed with your hair and makeup done. 

You wore a cardigan sweater over your short sleeved blouse and plain skirt. Your hair was neatly done, curling slightly around the edges with a flower barrette in your hair. You looked good, however, how good you looked was the last thing on your mind. You instantly became confused and your head began to ache. How did you get dressed so quickly? Where did the clothes come from? 

As soon as all those thoughts appeared, they vanished upon hearing your husband's voice calling your name. Suddenly you wondered what you were even thinking about. 

“Doll are you ready to rehearse?” Steve’s voice carried out, seemingly echoing off the walls. 

“What are we rehearsing for again honey?” you asked, your heels clicked against the wooden stairs as you made your way down. 

It was only when you saw Steve did you realize something was seriously off. 

It looked as though someone had renovated your house as you had slept, there was new furniture and wallpaper. The kitchen was now at the opposite side of the house. Even the stairs were new, from bannister to the steps themselves. You don’t know why you hadn’t noticed before.

“Doll don’t tell me you forgot,” he teased you, you rolled your eyes refusing to admit that you may or may not have forgotten something. 

“Of course I haven’t forgotten,” you lied, “I’m making sure you remember.” 

“So you remember then, is that correct.”

“Yes.”

“So tell me what we’re rehearsing for then.”

“No.” 

You could feel his eye roll as you made your way to the kitchen, you were suddenly starving. Steve had followed you to the kitchen where you quickly made yourself a sandwich. 

“It’s the Annual Talent Show Fundraiser for the local school,” Steve said “it’s your favorite event in the season.” His eyes searched you in concern. You don’t remember there ever being an Annual Talent Show Fundraiser in Westview. Thinking about it you don’t really remember anything abou-

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“Of course it is honey,” you smiled at him, “I was just keeping you on your toes.” you brought your pointer finger to his nose and bopped him lightly, you and him smiling all the while you both leaned on opposite sides of the kitchen counters.

“Are we still going for that strength test this year?” 

You nodded excitedly, you were never one for muscles, however, when your husband lifts hundreds of pounds over his head (or yourself for that matter) it had you all giddy with excitement. 

“Anything for me to bring out the big guns huh.” Steve teased face leaning closer to yours, you leaned in closer noses touching. “Naturally.” you replied, finally closing the gap and kissing him. 

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You suddenly find yourself with Dottie and the rest of her Ladies in Hating sitting by the pool. When you realized you were seated next to Agnes you stiffened. You barely heard a word Bev was saying, it took most of your control not to switch seats with someone, anyone, so long as it got you away from Agnes. You pretended to listen to Bev talk about her store when you noticed Agnes looking at you through the side of her eye. It nearly made you jump out of your skin. 

You quickly tore your gaze from Agnes and to the person on her right, Wanda. 

You were greeted with Wanda looking at Dotty instantly, seemingly trying to mimic Dotty in how she presented herself, which you thought silly. 

Wanda was far more charming than Dotty anyways. 

Why were you so sure about that?

You switched back and forth between watching Dotty and watching Wanda who seemed to have made a new friend with Geraldine next to her. 

There was something off about her as well. 

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You find yourself helping Dotty and Wanda with cleaning up after the meeting. Wanda was picking up the trays of the barely eaten cookies and desserts that Dotty had ordered, while you were busy stacking plates and cups. The radio was playing something light, which was more than you could say for Dotty. She was just “supervising” to make sure things went accordingly. 

Both you and Wanda made faces behind her back and tried your best to keep your laughter among yourselves. Although you have only known Wanda for a few months (although it feels like you met her only yesterday but it also feels like you’ve known her for longer.) you immediately became fast friends. 

“Thank you Dotty for choosing (Y/n) and I to help you clean up today we feel so lucky.” Wanda thanked Dotty, a kind smile adorned on her face. 

“You are.” 

As you and Wanda turned your backs to Dotty you both stuck out your tongues at each other. Playfulness in each other's eyes. You both turned back to Dotty you had adjusted herself in her seat. 

“I can’t help but wonder if you and I haven’t gotten off on the wrong foot Dotty and I would like to correct that if I can.” Wanda said, her smile a little forced but still pretty. 

“And how would you do that.” Dotty stated, her eyes glaring holes into Wanda. It was almost like you weren’t there. Wanda fidgeted with her hands and brushed away a stray hair that had fallen out of place. 

Dotty stood up from her chair and made her way to where you and her stood. 

“I’ve heard things about you,” she stated her eyes then darted your way, “and about you too, don’t think I’ve forgotten that you’re here.” 

Dotty’s heels clicked as she advanced, almost like a tiger stalking their prey, and you had the feeling you and Wanda were two very unfortunate monkeys. 

“You and your husbands.” 

That word still felt wrong to you. 

You weren’t even focusing on Wanda or Dotty anymore as you began to notice how the radio had stopped it’s tune, the crackling of the device overcoming the music and then you hear it. 

“Wanda, (Y/n) do you read me over.” it was a male voice, crackling, breaking in and out. 

Why was he calling for you and Wanda?

“Who is that?” You heard Dotty’s voice shake, you tore your eyes away from the gray radio and to the light haired lady in front of you. Her eyes were wide with confusion, all tiger energy faded and what was left was a frightened woman. 

She was trembling. 

Her eyes went from the radio to look at you and Wanda, her eyes widened. 

“Who are you?” her voice shakes. 

The man speaks again and you immediately tear your focus away from Dotty and to the radio again. 

“Wanda....(Y/n).....Who’s doing this to you Wanda....(Y/n).....Wanda....(Y/n).....Wanda” then as if a spell had been broken the radio blew up, shocking Wanda and Dotty, Dotty shattering the glass in her hand. 

Red

You had forgotten what other colors had looked like so seeing red was a change that left you speechless. After stuttering for a few seconds Wanda went to grab Dotty a washcloth. 

You kinda block the rest of it out, instead you stare off into the distance. 

Where Agnes stood watching. 

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You paced backstage with Wanda, frantically waiting for your husbands to arrive. You and Steve were to go after Wanda and Vision. You tried your best to calm your erratic heart. Wanda looked breathtaking in her magician's assistant outfit and your eyes kept wandering back to her...Now wasn’t the time to question any of the thoughts running through your mind. 

Steve and Vision were late, Steve was a part of the neighborhood watch and went to the meeting today, apparently Wanda’s husband had done the same. Geraldine was backstage with you trying her best to keep the both of you calm, which even on a good day was nearly impossible. 

Finally you spotted your husbands together, one of Visions arms around Steve’s shoulders seemingly leaning on him for support while your husband seemed to be helping him walk. 

“Steve honey what happened,” you ask immediately, upon dashing to your husband Wanda instantly went to check on Vision. 

“I don’t know doll but I don’t think Vision is able to perform.” He answered, gesturing to the flampent behavior of the otherwise reserved man. Wanda looked at Steve and it broke your heart to see her eyes well up with a disappointed expression. 

You had a feeling you were going to regret what you were about to do. 

You immediately turned to Wanda, grabbing her hands out of what felt like instinct and grabbed her attention. 

“Wanda how do you feel about doing the Talent Show with me?” You asked, hopeful. You could tell she wanted to, her eyes lighting up at the mention of doing the Talent Show afterall, but immediately looked at Vision with concern. 

“Who would take care of Vision?” 

‘I would,” Steve answered, Wanda looked at him with apprehension, 

“Are you sure?” 

“Absolutely you girls kick ass out there.” 

You and her immediately looked at each other in excitement. You two immediately went to figure out whose routine you were going to perform, quickly settling on Wanda and Vision magic act. 

Instead of the magicians assistant she would take place as the magician while you took her place. Next was to figure out your stage name, once again Wanda quickly settling on her keeping Glamour and you sticking with Mirage. Finally she ran the whole act with you and by the time you were done planning the previous act was up and now it was your turn. 

“And now for our final act I give you, Wanda and (Y/n)” After Dotty’s introduction your performance ran overall smoothly, Wanda being shockingly good at close up magic and illusions. 

That was until suddenly Senior Scratchy decided to turn the magic act into an escape act. A powerful gust had knocked Wanda’s magicians hat off her head and you felt the terrible pit in your gut worsen. Looking to the crowd you thought you had seen something colorful, like the red you saw before. 

Before what?

Wait....how could you forget that?

Your eyes immediately darted to Dotty and saw her seemingly unfazed of what happened prior to the Talent Show. How could she be fine? She didn’t know who you were, how could she not have known who you were?

You turn to Agnes, her eyes narrowing on your figure. 

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You and Wanda won the best magic show award at the Talent Show, you insisted Wanda keep it since it was her act, you had merely assisted her. You and Wanda immediately made plans for you to host that dinner you were talking about months ago, tomorrow. 

Steve congratulated you on a show well done and that if you ever felt the need to get magical in the bedroom he wouldn’t mind being your assistant there either. 

Upon returning home Steve immediately booked it for the shower, claiming that taking care of Vision was no easy feat. You laughed him off and went upstairs to your shared bedroom to get ready for the night. There was no need to cook dinner since you and him ate out. 

You were so tired that you almost didn’t notice the world around you changing colors. 

Or a familiar leather bound notebook on the bed. 

Almost.

After getting used to the newly found colors around you, you immediately opened the notebook noticing how old it was, and in semi faded ink on the first page read. 

“Property of Captain Steven G. Rodgers (Captain America).”