#debating deleting this rn

[1800-lemonadeg1rl]

Anyone other than you

Minors dni!! Masterlist°•☆

Summary- You and your supposed "enemy" get stuck in a cupboard while on a duo mission

Warnings- violence, gunshots, emo Wanda, mean Wanda, forced proximity, claustrophobia, confusion, not proofread!!

A/n - I dont know whether I hate this tbhhh idk whether it's because it took me sm breaks to write it but it feels off idkk

You entered the quinjet while sighing to yourself. How did you let this happen? You thought as you buckled on your seatbelt. Getting put on a duo mission with the one woman on the team who hates your guts. Wanda Maximoff.

You never had any idea what you'd done to make her despise you so much but nothing you ever did seemed to make up for it. Everytime you spoke in a meeting you could feel her stare digging into your soul. The way she'd scowl when she entered what she'd presume to be an empty room only to find you inside. She'd always mumble something in a language you didn't understand before flouncing out the room. Things weren't any better when you were part of a group with her either. She'd barely respond if you asked her something or flat out ignore you.

It wasn't like you hadn't tried to get along with her either, trying to be as friendly with her as you were with everyone else. Offering to make her food, help her with household chores or help out with her mission reports but nothing you did ever seemed to stop her from glaring at you. She wasn't known to be the most outgoing person but you never saw her act this way with anyone else so eventually you gave up deciding it best to ignore her the way she did you.

Now, unfortunately you didn't have that luxury anymore. You'd begged and begged Tony not to put you on this duo mission even contemplating getting ill to avoid it. He had insisted you had to go on this mission apparently you and Wanda had the 'specific' skills skillset for this mission, whatever that meant you knew he was just bullshitting to get you to shut up.

So now here you were getting ready to set off on your two day long stealth mission with the girl who could barely stand to look at you let alone talk and work with you.

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You'd arrived at the hotel room you'd be sharing with Wanda and thanked God that you'd got their first and the fact there was two beds. Quickly you threw down your bag on the bed closest to the window and began to check out the rest of the hotel room.

You were smelling the soaps in the bathroom when in clomped Wanda, her doc Martins still managing to make some kind of noise over the soft carpeted floor. She was dressed in a long baggy grey sweater and black skirt with patterned fishnets. Her hands adorned with rings and her short bitten at nails painted black.

"It smells of smoke." She thinks out loud without noticing your precense in the room.

"Yeah sorry about that it's my new signature perfume." You try to joke hoping she might happen to be over her constant anger with you. You study her face through the bathroom mirror as you speak watching out for her reaction. At first you see the possibility of a smile forming on her face and a rosy colour on her cheeks but quickly it's replaced by her signature scowl and a disgusted noise sneaking past her lips.

"Oh. You're here." She talks as if she'd expected someone else to be here despite the many debriefs you'd had together about this mission.

You for one had had enough of her attitude around you acting as if you were something below her. "Yes I'm here like it or not. Can we at least just be civil for the sake of this mission." You groan while walking over to where she's stood, raking your hands through your hair. In response she grumbled out some kind of agreement and that was it.

So far things had been going fine, you'd both kept to your own routine with minimal communication between the two of you. For the most part you'd spent your time exploring the hotel you were staying in. It was cheap and smelt damp. You for sure would be complaining at how you got booked in this dingy one star place once this mission was over. You'd been excited originally as the hotel advertised having a twenty five metre indoor swimming pool which was plenty to keep you occupied however when you inquired at the desk the receptionist, who'd been ignoring you stood there for ten minutes while she read her magazine, told it was shut indefinitely.

Eventually you had to return to the room and when you did Wanda was already fast asleep on her bed, small snores sounding occasionally. You took note of how pretty she was when she wasn't scowling before sliding into your own bed for the night.

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You'd done the first half of the mission with relative ease, you and Wanda putting a side your differences for the greater good. Now it seemed as if things were taking a turn for the worse. Upon arrival you'd both scouted the building for any kind of agents or security around the building but found none however now it seemed the building was filling up with them. Two men following behind who you were attempting to fire at and run away from, which is much harder than Natasha makes it look in training.

From the whimper of pain which sounded sounded out and echoed down the corridor you assumed you shot one. This was your chance to lose them and Wanda realised that too as you both picked up the pace of your running.

Out of nowhere she grabbed your arm and dragged you inside a small dark box? No it can't be a box you thought as you looked above you and saw an empty clothing rail. It was a cupboard. Your eyes scanned around the little space you had while trying to avoid eyecontact with Wanda who was leaning over top of you with one hand next to your head against the wall of the cupboard to keep her upright.

Quickly the cramped and uncomfortable space became all too much for you. The lack of oxygen in there made you take shallow breaths and sweat pooled from your forhead. It felt like the walls were closing in. You should get out. No you had to. Trying to move to force yourself out startled Wanda who gripped onto your shoulder to avoid you both tumbling out and compromising your hiding place.

"What are you doing? Just stay still." She whispered angrily. Had her voice always sounding that good up close? At that thought a frown crossed your face and you briefly forgot how badly you needed to get out of this space you were entrapped in. It didn't make you completely forget though as you came to your senses and stopped thinking about how nice Wanda's voice was and remembered how your heart was thundering in your chest and you whole body ached to get out of this cupboard.

"Have to.. to get out." You breathe out, expecting some kind of rude response from her as your breathing further quickens and vision fogs up. Her actual response is nothing you'd ever thought you'd hear her say.

"Look at me y/n." She waits to make sure your making eyecontact with her before continuing. "Its going to be okay, this is all okay and this is nothing you can't do. Just focus on me not the four walls.." her voice was soothing and not completely unlike a lullaby. You still felt unsettled but nothing like before when you were desperate to get out. "Your gonna be fine." She says again as she takes your hand in her own gently squeezing it. The cool feeling of her silver rings against your sweaty palms helping further calm you down as your breathing once again becomes steady.

After a few minutes of silence where you just focus on your breathing and the feeling of Wanda's thumb rubbing against the back of your hand you begin to speak. "Thanks.. I know you don't really like me or anything but I appreciated that a lot."

"Its nothing really... also your stood on my foot." She tells you returning to her usual cold snappy voice. Quickly you moved your foot away muttering apologies as you did, unsure how long you'd been stood on her foot. "I don't hate you either. Well not really."

Your about to question her on why she acts this way around you if she really doesn't hate you but before you can she opens the cupboard door and you both stumble out thankful for the airy space around you. "Don't bring this up y/n." She says before leading the way out leaving you trailing behind a little confused. Was she mean? Did she hate you? Was that all for the mission?

[lady-tortilla-chip]

One of my favorite parts because of the implication that it happened to him

The image of Vani seeing him on the floor and deciding to try and put him back in bed just to be grabbed and ruthlessly cuddled is ridiculously funny

[zzoupz]

I'm really sorry for asking something like this here, but I really like your art and I used to follow your 18+ account on Twitter. However... I'm Brazilian and Twitter has been banned from Brazil yesterday :(

Is there any other social media you post your 18+ art that I could follow? Really like all the content you create for us Faith fans, thank you for that <33

aw </3

well i have @3am-zzoupz where i post links to my poipiku. I also post to r34 sometimes.

glad you enjoy them ! ^^

[biblicalhorror]

God I know everyone is celebrating right now because trump looks like an idiot and Harris easily wiped the floor with him but. I can't help but feel defeated by the things she was actually saying. Not even a platitude about climate action being important. No mentions of the recent shootings, just affirming her own personal gun ownership. Continued insistence on the US having "the most lethal military in the world" and reaffirming Israel's "right to defend itself."

Like. This debate was Establishment Republican vs. Delusional Republican. I know what's at stake right now, and I don't think we have anywhere near enough time to mobilize behind any kind of third party solution, so I will be voting for her when the time comes, but it just feels so bleak.

[astralscrivener]

established klance but keith is going through a mental health episode and tries to break up with lance and

keith: i’m just trying to protect you

lance: protect me from what? you?

keith: …

keith: maybe

lance, bringing him in for a tight hug and tucking keith’s face into his shoulder: don’t be dense. that’s my job

lance: i love you

keith, muffled: i love you too

[mer-se]

um today is so fucking weird

[fluffypotatey]

i fucking hate horse race journalism

[pyro-thon]

can’t fucking stand politics on here or Twitter anymore I’m genuinely going to lose my shit I’m going to take a break everyone is driving me insane rn and pride month is not helping at all rn

[yooniesim]

when I have $81 to my name and $400+ of bills left to pay

[stardust-annihilation]

just logged on to tumblr for the first time in literal years. im back bitches

[megoosa]

you guys have no idea how many posts and tags i delete right before posting. i am protecting you and you have no idea.

[drgnbld]

huh. this is some uh. pretty bad anxiety I've not had in a while.

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

i never got to read any of the ikevil event (or keep any of the stories) bc i was so busy this week... and thought it ended tmrw. i'm so mad rn 😭

[cyanonights]

ive been living vicariously thru video games & social media. chasing a sense of fulfillment, contentedness, nostalgia, and community to fill the void. but all of its just fluff. it can numb the area but it cant patch it.

i could just as easily find a sense of fulfillment and contentness irl and i just.... havent?? even tried?? community is harder for me to access but i havent even talked to anyone living here, nearby or even in discord in, years? nostalgia is frankly a pain that feels likes it comes from the void yearning for anything to patch it.

ill still be online but.. im gonna try to be mindful of this

[miru-mu]

I spent an hour making sure these muscles were *just right*, knowing FULL WELL I'm gonna cover them up with a shirt and jacket...so I'm putting them here for now

[flowered-mp3]

my boyfriend 😭😭😭😭😭