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gremlin-writes-angst · 4 months ago

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I wanted to get this out before I run out of motivation

Summary: David realizes he has a crush on his friend, Theo, another boy. And panics at what it means, what his dad might think. ( 14-15 year old david)

Trigge warning: panic attacks, mention of homopobia and abuse

“That was my mom, I've got to head home”

Asher announced after getting off the phone

“Oh and you to milo”

Ashers and Milo were neighbors and their moms were best friends, so when Asher got a call it was often also for milo.

Milo groaned as his character was K.O'd , letting the control fall lightly to the ground

“ I'll beat you next week Theo, you just wait.”

“ I think you said that last week”

Theo teased not expecting the quite host to do the same

“ and the week before that”

Milo recoiled as if physically hit

Asher laughed as he patted his friends shoulder

“ Come on buddy. They can gloat all they want but you and me, we get to have my moms famous Brownies.”

Asher stuck out his tongue as he and Milo took their leave

Theo closed out the Game knowing David wasn't interested in a round

After he made sure everything was how he found it he stood up and grabbed his bag

“ I guess I should go to then”

It was how things usually Went. One kid had to go home and the rest followed.

It didn't help that Theo was almost never here alone with David

Sure he had been alone with David

And he'd been at David's house plenty of times

But never had he'd been the only friend at David's house.

It felt weird and it made him a little flustered

“ why?”

David's simple word shocked Theo, this was what normally happened so why was David questioning it now

“ Everyone else left ?”

He wasn't even sure of his own answer

In all honesty he'd like to spend the evening alone with David, in David's house.

“ we have that project”

David said as he grabbed his own bag and made his way towards the Stairs

“I prefer studying in my room”

David made it up a couple of stairs before turning around again

“did you change your mind”

The sad tone hiding behind David's natural monotone voice made Theo panic. Stumbling over his words as he rushed to follow David

“No I just - I forgot”

David gave a small Laugh as he climbed the stairs

“ yeah that's why you asked for my help”

once the two were settled David offered to go get them something, he wanted to be a good host

Which wasn't something he often felt the need to do.

Not with milo or asher

Not with any of they important pack members

But he want Theo to see him as someone he could rely on

“ I don't need anything.”

Theo tried to say but David was already off

Leaving Theo alone

In David's room

Restraining himself, Theo stayed seated on the edge of the bed. Were David had insisted he sit

Theo examined the room

That why he had to stay seated, to avoid being too nosy

There was nothing crazy in his room, a couple of dirty clothes were on the floor but compared to the room of his other friend it was nothing

David's room was strangle clean and organized for a guy his age

Theo smiled to himself, he thought it was cute, it was so David

Just like the bright red cd player on the shelf

David had mentioned it before

He liked it but wish it wasn't such A stand out color

And now that Theo was seeing it ,he could agree

It didn't help that there was very little decor in David room

A couple of childhood trophies lined the same shelf at the cd player, but that wa sit

It was fairly bland

Theo moves his eyes scanning the floor when David re enters the room

Dr pepper and water in his hand

David saw Theos eyes on the floor making him realize his clothes on the floor

Panicwd David hands Theo the dr.pepper and places the water on the desk. Moving to pick up the clothes

“ I meant to clean up before.”

Theo relaxed a little , cracking open the soda

“ This is the cleanest teenage boys room I've been in.”

as david finished throwing stuff in his hamper Theo caught a glimpse of davids blushing expression

He didn't say anything as David turned away. Clearly trying to hide. He wrestled through his bag grabbing things.

It took longer than it should, because he wanted to make sure his face calmed down before facing Theo again.

Theo realized what David was doing but let it slide

“ I thought you said no one in your family drank soda.”

David started to set up his work station, as always fairly organized

“ We don't.”

Silence Filled the room for a moment

That's how long it took David to realize he should say more

“ My dad said we should get some for guests. Meaning you, Milo and asher.”

David didn't look at Theo, Theo started pulling supplies from his own bag. Making David's bed his work space

“But milo and asher like mountain dew. Why'd you get Dr pepper?”

Dacid was now in , what Theo would call’ the zone’

Theo likes when David gets like this, he becomes less worried About what he's saying. He becomes honest

“ If I'm gonna have soda in this house it's not going to be that green crap. And you like dr.pepper so I choose that.”

Theo smiled , David to busy to see it

Silence settled in the room

Theo wasn't the biggest fan

He got out of the bed and walked past David to the infamous red stereo

“Why don't we have some music while we work?”

Theo lightened his voice, he wasn't even sure why

David liked it

He felt Special

So he walked over and set the stereo up

He didn't realize how close he was to Theo until they were face to face

the height difference was new

David knew he was getting taller but having to tilt his head down to look at his friend. It was like a splash of cold water.

Theos face looked different from this angle

There was something about the way Theo's bangs Hid his eyes. David got lost looking at all the small details.

The deep cupid bows

The mole on the right side of his nose

“David?”

The way his eyelashes fluttered up at him

“David”

David takes a moment, his face turning red once again

Theo was becoming addicted

David hums, showing Theo he was listening

Theo took a second to rethink what He was about to do.

“Have you ever kissed anyone”

David's eyes went straight to Theo's lips.

Theo nervously licked his lips

David had been asked this before, he always Told the truth, no. Even though most teenage boys lied. But something about this time made him consider lying.

He wants to give Theo the answer he wants. But why?

“No”

“Would you like to”

Both of them were still

“With wh- oh”

David's mind froze for moment

“But your - we are both”

“ guys”

Theo whispered

His voice was soft again

But this time David didn't like it

He sounded sad, disappointed.

It hit David like a rock.

The way he felt about Theo wasn't how he felt about any other man

Or woman

The tight feeling In his chest

His need to do anything for Theo

The way he looks for Theo in every room

His dad had talked about the way he felt about his mom

It was similar

This was a crush

His mind rushed through what this means

Is he gay

Is Theo

Is it OK

What will others thin-

“david, I didn't mean to”

“stop”

David loved hearing his name from Theo but he just need a second to think

He breathed to calm himself, closing his eyes.

When he opened them all he saw was the handsome boy

“ I'm Sorry about saying something like that. Im- I don't know myself.”

David moved his hand slowly,allowing Theo to pull away. But he didn't.

David's hand met theos

He was warm

“ I'm new to these feelings- not just for men but for everyone . But I feel something for you.”

Theo seemed to unsure

David knew he sounded weird.

David guided hand to his own chest

Where his heart was trying to break through

“My heart only races like this after a workout.”

Theo let out a nervous laugh confused what why David would say that

The their eyes meet again

“ and when you close to me”

The weight of this confession made Theo's Eyes light up.

“Can I kiss you?”

David smiled but before he could finish saying yes Theos lips were on his

It was just a Peck.

Yet it was addictive

When Theo pulled away david pulled him in closer

Kissing him again.

Both new to this it was slow and some might say awkward as they learned how to use their tongues

The music faded from their ears

As all their sense left them

Just allowing themSelves to feel

All they were focused on was each other

Not the time

Not the sound of the front door

Of the sound of david's dad's heavy footsteps

Or the creak of david bedroom door

Gabe didn't normally knock

And david door wasn't shut all the way

The two were clearly distracted to gabe loudly cleared his throat

David pulled away fast.

Gabe had never seen his son so scared

The boys hands disconnected from each other

David's hand started t9 tremble

Theo didn't know what to do

David's reaction was so strong

Theo wondered of Gabe wasn't as good of a man as he thought

Bit he knew he wasn't strong enough to do anything

Theo became scared himself even though he wasn't facing the alpha

Gabes mind raced as he watched his son begin to have a panic attack.

He started to wish he did knock

Not because he hated seeing the two boys

But because he didn't want to see that fear in his son

Every second that passed david got worse

When his eyes stared to water was when Theo couldn't take it anymore, reaching to comfort his friend

“ don't touch me”

David perked away from Theo. His voice was loud.

Theo watched as regret filled David's face

David turned around hiding from everyone

“just go”

He said

No one knew who he was talking to

Theo stayed still watching the son of an alpha shake

“ Theo, I've got this.”

The alphas voice was soft , similar to how he talked when they were younger

Soft or not he was the alpha, so Theo grabbed his bag and started to leave

He stopped and whispered to Gabe

“dont- please don't tell my dad. I just -”

“ There's no need for that kid. I won't tell a soul, but without your permission.”

Theo let out a breath, taking g one last look at david before making his leave

Gabe didn't approach David for a while

David was his only son

This was a first for him

He was scared to make it worse

Gabe Moved to David's bed, taking a seat there.

He watched as David worked on slowing his breathing

He gave David as much time as he needed

David's shaking slowed and so did his breathing but he still stayed facing Away

“ dad- I'm sorry”

Gabe patted the bed, he Was slow but eventually David sat on it. Leaving space between him and his dad

“Listen David. You being gay-”

“I'm not gay- I mean I'm not sure bu-”

Gabe softly Puts his hand on David's knee, while scooting closer to his kid

“What I want to say is that the gender of the person, people you love or don't love isn't important to me.What I care about is that you're loved, and feel loved. That your partner respects you and you respect them.”

David wasn't good at expressing appreciation

He just kept his head down as his dad continued

“ why- what Made you so scared?”

Gabe thought there were two possibilities

His son thought he would hurt him or be disappointed in him for being with a man

Or Theo, who he'd know to be a kind kid, could have pushed himself on David and that scared David.

Gabe favored the first, but he couldn't ignore the way David yelled at Theo.

“ i- some parent- even the most perfect- my friends they've”

David didn't know how to start, afraid to make his father feel betrayed emotionally

So he told a story

“ a kid I know , at school , they went through something like this.”

It felt wrong to David, to share every detail of his friends story so he skipped to the relevant part

“ and they came to school with bruises. So many they couldn't hide it”

Gabe Moved slowly moved to hug his son, he could here the sadness in his voice

In the hug David began to ball in his arms mumbling into his flannel

“and I know their dad- I thought- they were good people but then they -they hurt my friend for something- something they can't control- I don't get it.”

“ I don't Either kid”

Gabe rubbed David's back. Frowning at the world They live in.

Now wasn't the time but gabe would track down that kid,And the parents.

David calmed down pretty fast , he always Did, it worried gabe a little. Soon David pushed away from his dad , shock in his face

“I yelled at theo”

“Yeah ,you did do that”

David rubbed his hand over his face

“ I yelled at Theo after he kissed me”

His voice became strained with annoyance , for himself

“ just talk to him David, from what I know he's a good kid, he'll understand”

This Would be a good time for David to thank his father, but he didn't, he just nodded and moved for his phone.

gabe sat still, relieved of this outcome

“ Are you going to stay in my room all night or..”

David stared at his father impatiently

Gabe got up from the bed,groaning as if he was 50.

“ Alright kid, I'll leave you to it.”

He moved to David's door but before he shut it he couldn't help himself

“ You still need to wear protection like we talked about, even if neither of you can get pregnant.”

David turned bright red as Gabe began to hackle as he closed the door.

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puffein · 1 year ago

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SPRING HAS SPRUNG | late spring [xi.]

summary: the unexpected reunion of yours and wanda prompted you to reopen the wounds you had previously been compelled to bind. pairings: wanda maximoff x fem!reader warnings: angst, internalized homopobia word count: 2800 a/n: one chapter left, enjoy!!

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Edinburgh, Scotland

Early-April, 2025

Walking beside Wanda in a place you have picked to escape from her tight grasp is something you have not thought of. The path to your building is a walking distance from the chirping town, consisting of plain trees and groups of blossoming flowers in a route you have decided to take.

Wanda stays quiet beside you, even thinking of pacing her walk slowly so she can walk behind you to give you the comfort of distance and space but her feet catches up to your brisk pace.

You let her wandering eyes scan the building you have bought, the building you have called home after residing in for two years. Calling out Kate's name to see if she's around, Wanda gazes as your mouth forms a name unfamiliar to her.

When silence ensues, your eyes settle on a note posted outside Kate's office door. It seems that the younger woman decided to take off to buy groceries for the two of you. A breath escapes your lips as the burden of introducing Wanda to your only coworker leaves the heavy slump on your shoulders.

"Let's talk here," you ushered her into your office, letting her walk ahead of you, giving interspace for the both of you. "Do you want to drink something?"

Wanda placed herself on your couch, her hands fiddling right on top of her lap, she looked up at you to give her answer, "Water is fine."

As she was left alone in the confines of your office, Wanda lets herself scan the unfamiliar place. Taking note of things that have been scattered around your desk, a smile makes its way onto her face as she sees how the habit you had in college lingers on the borders of your wooden commodity and even just in this room in general.

You didn't change at all but somehow something has changed.

Because even if she lets herself fantasize about this lingering familiarity of small gestures placed in your office, Wanda herself knew that these habits are not enough to compensate for the time you had spent away from each other.

That this person she knew was no longer present, you changed. You are no longer the upbeat college best friend she had, that was just something she had grasped in the past.

You're now this, work-driven woman with a despondent aura engulfing your whole presence.

When you came back with a glass of water, Wanda's posture completely changed, muttering a small thanks as she gulped a big sip of the drink. You sat beside her, a few spaces in between you and a woman with the all too familiar brown hair.

"You colored your hair again," you observed, eyes cast in a space of the wall in front of you.

Wanda nods, "Yeah, I've always liked my brown hair. I didn't even know why I disposed of it but I grew tired of the orange-red color."

You nod slowly, turning your head to look at her as her eyes meet with yours. She's already staring at you with eyes full of emotions, "The auburn was nice."

That made Wanda look away as her heart constricts on the riddle of words you have stated. Was that a message that you never liked her natural state or was she just overthinking things again and again? She can't freeze up again, not when she's inches away from you.

She gave a tight-lipped smile, "Yeah, the auburn was nice."

Words seem to die down for the both of you as you let things unfold without a push, the silence taking its place between the gaps of your unnerved presence and Wanda's constant glance aways.

"Wanda—"

"Y/N, I'm so—"

Letting out a sigh, you give Wanda an encouraging smile, "You can go first."

Wanda plays with her fingers, letting her thoughts scramble in a haste chaste to clutch one thought at a time, "I'm sorry."

Your shoulders tensed at her whisper, the throbbing of your heart becomes prominent as time passes by slowly, and the thought of running away makes it at the front lines of your screaming mind. You want to run again.

"The apology is long overdue, isn't it?" you asked, mind reeling. "Are you apologizing for what happened in college or something else?"

You want her to apologize for what happened in college. For the constant cold shoulders, she gave you years ago, for her being a stranger in a span of one night, for the hours you wasted waiting for her, for the missed hangouts, for missing a single greeting for your birthday, for just everything. Because you would rather hear her apology for that than hear her apologize for not getting caught in your hidden feelings.

"I– had no excuse for college, Y/N. What I did, and how I acted was purely immature and prideful. I did say a lot of things that night, the night we fought and I deeply regretted it the moment it slipped out of my mouth." she says, the fiddling of her hands completely stopped as her hands acted out an action of being clenched.

"This is long overdue," she chuckles sadly, eyes pensive. "You had to cut me out completely just for me to wake up and apologize. And that is so messed up for your part because all you did was be patient and even though I completely ignored you after our fight you still took the time to text me daily, asking me if I was fine, and every day has filled me with guilt."

"You didn't have to come here to apologize for something that happened years ago," you said quietly, gulping the lump forming in your throat.

"College was college. We were young."

Wanda shakes her head, "I had to come here, you– my letters were received, yes. But I just think it– you deserve a proper apology, letters are just handwritten words, you deserve more than that."

"It's fine, Wanda. I just– I'm just confused, we were fine. Everything was fine between the two of us and then all of a sudden you became cold, you started giving out lame excuses for the plans we had made, and It's just– I didn't know what happened." your eyes cast at her face, you saw how her eyes glanced away from your piercing stare. "What happened?"

Wanda's heartbeat became fast, everything seemed to be downing in on her as she felt everything had happened because of one petty fight, this can't be real. Has she become so idiotic to let everything be in shambles?

"I– I just felt suffocated." She started a lie. Again.

"I'm sorry, no. Not with you, with myself. I heard whispers from your friends about how I was becoming a clingy person to you," Wanda saw the furrowing of your eyebrows, the displeasure taking place in your expression.

Wanda scrambles to catch her words but your voice cut her deep, "You did all that because someone called you clingy?"

"Y/N, I didn't—"

"You blew me off because you had heard gossip from college students? Was that it? Has all that friendship been thrown away just because of something you had heard? Did talking to me not occur to you, I had asked you many times what I did, why— I am so confused." you suddenly stood up and Wanda followed hastily, clutching at your wrist.

"Please, please. Let me talk." your eyes lingered on her touch, she quickly let go of the grasp she had, eyes pensive.

"I have feelings for you." she blurted out, a trembling voice reaching out to your ringing ears.

You stare at her, the beating of your heart fast and painful.

"I did all that because I have feelings for you. And it's wrong to have feelings for a girl, I can't do that, no one should be having th—"

"What–"

"No, let me finish," she desperately pleaded, her chest heaving heavily as her face contorted in anguish. "I was in denial. I denied having feelings for you and along the way I denied the stares and lingering touches you had given me and that conversation I heard seemed to be an open door of opportunity for me to step away from you. It gave me a reason to be a shitty best friend so I can wake myself up from what I felt for you."

"I have left things unsaid for far too long, I have hurt you just because I was having an internal dilemma. Fuck, even Darcy told me to talk to you after our fight but I didn't want to. And when Natasha told me again, I— I still didn't. I thought it was the right way to give you space so I sent you letters because you just disappeared from all platforms and I just can't force Natasha to give me your new number, that would be so thick-face of me." she rambles, her hands are everywhere as she talks, hand running through her brown hair.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I really do, I'm sorry." Her eyes begged for something you had known deep inside your longing heart. Her eyes seem to be on her knees, begging, pleading for you to take whatever is left of her.

A laugh came out of your mouth, disbelief is wielding a strong hammer on your soul, crashing any lingering doubts hidden in the corners of your essence. You moved to Scotland, for this? For her to confess the words you have imagined day and night.

"We are unbelievable." you declared, your hands running through your face as you let out a breath. "No, you are unbelievable."

Wanda's face shatters completely, her shaking hands fisted against her thighs as she tries to bite back the tears threatening to fall out of her eyes. She gazes at you, the fast pacing of your breath, the turmoil swirling around your beautiful orbs and the twitching of your jaw.

"I just don't understand, you were able to live without no contact from me when we fought– your apology is long overdue, what's the difference now?"

"I love y—"

Your eyes snap at her shaky ones, and the grounding of your jaw throbs painfully, "No, you don't get to say that, Wanda. You don't get to say you love me and abandon me for something so small."

"Y/N, please. I–I, you were there before, I still have you before despite how I blatantly ignored you, you were still there with me." with trembling breaths and the staggering of her tone, Wanda continues on.

"Now, now you're out of reach, I can't deal with that, I don't want that. I don't care if it will take years for me to gain back what we had– but please be with me, I'll make up for everything, for what I have done, I'll do better. I'll be better."

"I can't."

Wanda's eyes are wide and dejected, she stands straighter in front of you as she tries to take in whatever reaction you have given her.

Your sight finally settles into her, the strong tremors of angry feelings blinded you to fully see the woman in front of you. She looks small despite her being taller than you, she looks fragile and so vulnerable. You can see the shaking of her hands as she tries to hide it by fiddling tirelessly.

You didn't know a single person can feel a whole variety of emotions in a span of minutes, that is how you are feeling right now. Sad, angry, confused, and amongst that mixed emotions, joy was hidden beneath it. She had confessed, it made your heart jump. It bloomed something warm in your chest and despite that, a looming dark emotion settles completely at you.

She had abandoned you for something so small. So trivial.

And the resurging feeling of being worthless takes its throne right at your being. You shoved it down, a sweeping action that you have never done before.

You gaze at her hard, "I have feelings for you,"

Taking a step closer to her, your eyes stare at her fiddling hands, "I moved away because I had to move on from you. It was never about college, it was never how you became a shitty friend. But I am not downplaying what you did, it struck a huge hole in my heart and despite that, it was never the reason for moving away,"

"It was just me trying to get rid of these feelings I have for you. Trying to cure what I was feeling for you. I have forgiven you, Wanda." You took her hands gently, thumbs gliding across the back of her soft hand. "I think I did the minute you decided to throw me out."

Because in defiance of how deep the scar she had given you. She was still Wanda. She was still the girl you would go to deeper lengths just to see her bright smile, you would sacrifice everything for her, that is Wanda.

You didn't want to waste this opportunity to say the words you have hidden for so long. Not over something so trivial and petty.

"Is loving me an illness to be cured for?" Her voice was quiet, the doubt she had about her feelings pooling again.

"No, it was the heartbreak of it." You said, you watch as her hand grips yours, "You married Jarvis."

"I was under the impression that you have dated Natasha."

"So you married him because you were jealous?" you asked.

She pulls away gently, "I thought I had an illness to be cured for. I thought he was the remedy for it, but nothing is wrong, right? Everything I had felt for you is just right as everyone had felt for me."

You nod at her slowly, tucking in the strand of hair ghosting at the corner of her face, "Nothing is wrong. I am a coward. I should've said something, I felt something but I said nothing because I was afraid of the weight of it. I was afraid that it might weigh you down."

Wanda took a brave step closer to you, her forehead placed right at yours, "Please don't. Everything is my fault, I should've—" she sighs at the contact, the corners of her mouth twitching, "What does this mean?"

"It means that I have forgiven long before and that, you can now go." you whispered, "You can now let go of the burden of me not forgiving you." you caress her cheeks as you took a step back and watch her eyes shine with sorrow.

Wanda shakes her head, "No– Y/N–"

"You said you'll wait," you utter, voice steady. You can feel your heart scratching the corners of your throat, begging to let it out, to just take her back. "I can't be with you, Wanda. Not like this. All I have come to know is that everything revolves around you, my life orbits around you. I was drowning in thoughts that it might weigh you down but it was me who felt the weight of it."

A breath comes in heavy, "The love I have for you should feel light and weightless but it doesn't feel like that at all. I have caged myself under the waters and I felt it drowning me. I–I need time for myself. Loving you shouldn't feel so suffocating, you deserve more than that."

"Y/N.."

"I just need this for myself, I need to learn to do things without you in mind. I have to let you go, Wanda. I–I feel like I need this, I should have done this before. When the time is right, we'll be back again, I promise."

Wanda will forever have your heart right at her palms, she can crush it, squeeze it, break it into half, and it would still be hers to hold. It's an alarming realization, no one should possess such power over something so fragile. But it's Wanda, she would and forever will be having that power over you.

No distance can defeat such power, you knew that.

But you still needed to try.

You need to move on from her, erase everything you have felt for her and bloom something warm and radiant.

Forcing yourself to not be with her despite the beating of your heart screaming for her name is hard and heavy, an opportunity to be with her sits right in front of you, and yet, you abandoned it. You have chosen yourself over something your heart wants. This is what your heart needed, it needed to heal fully and be whole again.

The labored breaths of Wanda snap you right back at her, "I'll wait, for how long it takes you. I will wait."

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mrs-monaghan · 6 months ago

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i have a very crazy conspiracy theory maybe borderline delusional. but do you think its possible jk chose to sing about “her” in all his songs and appear “straight-like” so people don’t think he’s 💅🏻 because him and jm were planning to enlist together all along.. to kind of keep the heat off of them. enforce the idea of “brotherhood” so they can hide in plain sight. if any ROK officers see this for legal purposes i’m mentally ill 🤣🤣

😂😂😂

It would be a good theory anon, except they've always done this. They've used the "she" pronoun in the past. Their solo projects weren't the first time.

I wouldn't over think the "she" thing. It means nothing at the end of the day, really. Like multiple blogs have pointed out, JK is not the first gay man to sing about a woman. It is what it is unfortunately because society sucks ass... what with that homopobia and what not.

That being said, I'm sure it didn't hurt. The least people connected them while they were trying to get approved to enlist together, the better.

Looking back now, Jimin sharing this was proof they'd been approved

I don't think he'd have shared that while everything was still in the process.

Gosh you guys. Have never moved on from this pic. And we really out here thinking Jimin cares about his antis? Bro 😳

#you go jimin!#do your thing #ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jimin and jungkook #jikook military #jikook is real #jikook chapter 2

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anki-of-beleriand · 1 year ago

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A Heart Made of Glass ch. 10

Summary: Ten years ago you left Wanda and the Avengers to heal your broken heart. You never stopped being a hero, just as you never stopped being in love with her. But life had to go on.

Now, after all that time, she is back and with her is a young woman needing help and an enemy that may not be as afraid as Wanda to lay a claim on you.

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Powered!F!Reader - Scarlet Witch x PoweredF!Reader - Past Wanda Maximoff x Vision - Powered!F!Reader x Carol Danvers

Warnings: Angst, drama, mentions of cheating, fluff, violence, smut, Switch!Reader, internalize homophobia, religious fanatisms, homopobia, hurt, comfort, Wanda being a complete mess, anger management issues, jealousy, Requited/Unrequited love, idiots in love, swearing, mentions of alcohol, violence, multiverse travelling. More tags as the story progess.

Author's Note: This story is a continuation of Dirty Little Secret I was really surprised at the response I got for the story, I did all the tags you guys ask for but if I forgot someone please do not hesitate to tell me. Thank you for the support.

So a little explanation is in order, Earth 616 and Earth 199999 will be used in this story with slightly differences and narratives, overall on Earth 616, so for the sake of the story you will see the subtle changes in there. Reader will be trapped in her body, though her mind is slightly misplaced in the different earth's, our reality of course happens all in the cinematic universe so Earth 199999. As you can imagine, Agatha may try to be like Wanda, but she is not Wanda and her powers are completely different so...her world, is not perfect. Time too happens in a different light for those trapped in Agatha's world, so while in the reality it's only been three days, in their world is more like a couple of months...though only America and Wanda noticed it. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter!

Remember that English is not my mother tongue so I apologise for the grammar, spelling and funny mistakes.

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Chapter 10

Two-way universe

Somewhere in the multiverse -

The multiverse was a web of different lines crossing through the space and time existing in the nothing.

There were beings watching the unfolding of stories that occurred in different lights, and different lives. They did not intervene, unless the order of things was shaken by unexpected circumstances that could create a breach in the thin line of the multiverse.

America Chavez was such a breach.

She was supposed to die, but the people surrounding her had been fighting hard to protect her. Many had died, some others were gravelly injured, and now The Watcher had a single event that could break the peace he had overseen for millennia. Y/N Y/L/N was trapped in different worlds, in different versions of herself facing events she should not be aware of.

In a world that took a different path to create Earth’s Mighty Heroes, and the strategies to fence off their enemies she found happiness. In another world in which she was consumed by shadows while her world created a chaos of its own, she was trying to find peace while happiness escaped through her hands.

The Watcher had been waiting a verdict from the Living Tribunal, but the long silence only made him fidget with uncertainty.

If they decided to not intervene, it could only mean that what was about to happen, was meant to be.

*****

The first thing you were aware of was of the single weight on your left.

This time around you were prepared for your awakening, your eyes remained closed while you even out your breathing. There was no sound but that of muffled conversation and quick footsteps right outside the door, your limbs felt heavy and the weight on your side stirred only to snuggle closer to you.

The room was completely dark, the shadows fluttering around to help you disappeared from the spot on the bed. The fighting stance came as naturally as breathing, your eyes dark and ready focused on the form on the bed. It was a kid.

You swallowed down your disbelief when you realized you knew who the kid was.

Wanda’s child.

Correction, Wanda, and Vision’s child.

A sharp, painful pulse went right through your body making you fell on your knees. You held back your exclamations of pain, breathing hard while clenching your fists closed. Whatever had happened your body was really resenting the fact you were on your feet. With trembling legs you went to the clothes placed neatly on a chair, the child whimper curling on the bed hugging tightly a blue blanket in his arms.

For a brief moment, you hesitated.

He was obviously suffering, a nightmare perhaps.

With a sigh, you approached him placing a hand on his shoulder. Leaning in trying to put his hair out of the way, your voice soothing and comforting.

“Hey, it’s okay…it’s okay, kid, it’s a nightmare…”

“Momma?” The kid stirred, his eyelids trying to open while he sought you out.

Panic rose on your chest when he tried to reach out for you. His little hand wrapping around yours, tears on his face while he whimpered again.

“Momma.”

You glanced around the room, trying to locate an answer to this particular predicament. But you were alone, and the child was certainly crying and suffering silently. With a tentative movement you climbed into the bed and wrapped your arms around him, as soon as this happened he snuggled closer to you and all of a sudden a blue light engulfed him.

“I’m sorry, momma.” He apologised glancing at his hands, you blinked away your confusion as the kid tried to wriggle his hands and the blue mist. “I can’t stop.”

“Hey, kid, it’s okay…just breath, look at me.” You mumbled caressing his hair, the kid looked at you with big brown eyes, and you almost winced at the familiarity behind that face. “Just take a deep breathe…”

Billy did as he was instructed looking at the woman he recognized as his mother trying to control the power that wanted to get out after the nightmare plaguing his thoughts. He wanted to tell his momma that there was someone bad, an old lady dress in purple, and that mommy was in danger but soon the warmness of Y/N and her soothing voice was enough to help him go back to sleep.

You made it out of the room with a strange weight on your chest, you turned back to see the kid fast asleep on the bed you had occupied moments ago. His blue blanket still in his arms, the blankets covering his little frame.

Momma.

Your jaw clenched tightly, and the blackness in your eyes intensify at the thought of Wanda doing something so dirty to you. Whatever the fuck was happening you were going to find out, the last thing you remembered was fighting with Wanda…With Scarlett and then…

“I’m so going to hurt someone after this.” With a final glance at the hall you lifted your right hand and the shadows engulfed you completely.

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Earth 199999 –

You blinked away your confusion.

For a brief moment, you thought you should be in another place…your mind created the sounds of voices that were familiar yet so unknown that you actually thought going to the doctor was not such a bad idea.

“Honey don’t forget to go to the supermarket and bring the ingredients for the cake contest, please. I don’t want to lose to Wanda again!”

The voice of another woman reached out to you, for a brief moment your head hurt greatly. Your hand went directly to your forehead, blinking away your confusion until a warm hand wrapped around your wrist and concern dark eyes watched you with utter care.

“Are you alright? Did you take your medicine?” She tilted her head helping you sit down while putting your face up.

“I…I…yeah, yes I am.” You stuttered not sure as to why you were doubting so much.

“Oh, baby, I think you better take your medicine and then breakfast is waiting for you.” The woman offered a warm smile, but for some reason your mind thought this was wrong. So wrong.

You sat there highly confused, trying to pick up the line of thoughts your were trying to pierce together before coming to the bathroom. Then a hand appeared right in front of your face, a single white pill on the hand and a smile and glass of water coming with it.

“Thank you.” You mumbled glancing at the pill, before taking the glass of water.

“You really look out of it, baby. I think we should stop tiring one another during the night.” The woman commented winking at you with a mischievous smile.

You felt your cheeks burnt at the comment, glancing at the pill you took it without even thinking about it already too embarrassed at not being able to concentrate.

“I’m sorry, love, I think I am tired and hungry,” you replied trying to compensate for your behaviour, “I’ll grab something to it and then all the way to the supermarket and work.”

“Good, that’s all I need, baby.” The dark-haired woman leaned in to place a single kiss on your forehead before standing back.

“Finish dressing and I see you downstairs.”

It didn’t take you too long to get dress and ready to leave, for a brief moment you forget your confusion and the voices in your head and went right ahead with your day. By the time breakfast was over, it was as if you went back to a routine you had been in all your life. You kissed your wife good-bye and went to the front lane for the car.

“Hey, Mrs. Y/L/N! How’s your morning going?” The voice of the young woman called your attention, furrowing your brows you turned to her watching the smiling face of America Chavez who was ready to go to school.

“Hey, America, so far so good. How about you? How’s your mom?” The questions rolled out of your lips, tasting strangely on your lips. You played with them in your mouth, your hand trembling until the presence of your wife brought the easiness only she could provide.

“Honey, your forgot your lunch.” She said giggling while handling your lunch. “I know you didn’t do on purpose so I got all the way over to the office to be naughty together.”

You blushed chuckling nervously, your mouth opened when all of a sudden a familiar voice reached out your ears.

“Hey, Agatha! Thank god, I see you I need a favour!”

“Wanda dear, tell me what I can do for you.” Agatha greeted the young woman with a smile, the both of them started talking while you stood there waiting to do something, the lunch in your hand heavy by the moment.

Your eyes drifted slowly to Wanda, your neighbour…America’s mom.

You furrowed your brows, why couldn’t you remember that before? Why you didn’t remember your wife’s name was Agatha? Perhaps you should have taken your medication as soon as you woke up, this confusion wasn’t that normal.

“Mrs. Y/L/N, are you alright?” America placed a hand on your arm, tilting her head with a concern stare on you.

“I am yes, I just…” You blinked away your confusion before smiling at America, “need a ride to school kid?”

Wanda turned to you, her smile bright and full of life while Agatha came right at you planting a needy kiss on your lips.

“You are such an amazing wife, honey.” Agatha said caressing your face, you smiled nodding while waving at Wanda while helping America into the car.

“Thank you, Y/N, I know you don’t have to…” Wanda started but you merely smile shrugging.

“No problem, Wanda. Love I will see you later.” You turned to Agatha kissing her once more before going to the car and leaving with America on the passenger’s seat.

Agatha waited until she was completely sure you and the kid were out of sight, Wanda was standing immobile on the same spot she had said good-bye to you. The old woman smirked, her eyes gleaming a shade of purple and red while her hands created ropes of magic she tied tightly around Wanda.

“Now, Wanda dear, let’s continue working on your powers while I tried to keep your counterpart in her little jail. It wouldn’t do any good if you were to try something rash and foolish, right?” Agatha whispered making Wanda shiver, the young woman pressed her lips together, her heart breaking knowing she could do nothing for the time being.

Agatha could see and sense the resistance from the redhead’s part, the smirk in the woman’s face grew leaning in to whisper in Wanda’s ear.

“Don’t worry dear, tonight when she is under me writhing in pleasure I will make sure to tape her for you.” Then Agatha tilted her head in a thoughtful manner. “Unless you want to see her when she is fucking me into oblivion…anyway dear, I will make sure to send you a copy. Now, let’s go.”

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Earth 616 –

Your scaped plan was almost perfect.

You were in a hospital, that much you knew. You also knew whatever had happened was Wanda’s fault, or probably it was Scarlet’s one; it didn’t matter though, whoever was responsible would soon find out why you had become a dangerous rival to anyone that crossed your path. How dared them to use the children she had with Vision in Westview? How dared she to bring those painful memories into this fantasy world? Whatever made her think she could just go right ahead and kissed you again?

The terrace on the hospital was ample, with two helipads and a couple of high-tech protection to prevent any accidents or undesirable situations. The first thing you noticed, though was that you no longer were in Norway and the second thing was that you were in a strangers land.

The Avenger’s tower could be seen from the terrace, and in there you would also see another building you had never seen before. Blinking away you had to wonder if perhaps Wanda had, once more, broken the natural rules and create another world.

“I didn’t.” You turned around moving fast enough to shock the other woman, the shadows spreading out to try and stopped her but she was faster than you, and her red mist trapped your midsection lifting you slightly.

Wanda Maximoff furrowed her brows, her hold on you was firm but without any intension to harm you. You, on the other hand, were ready to attack her without a second thought. She could feel the cold embrace of your shadows spreading around her legs and torso; there was anger in your mind, and what memories she had seen inside your mind while unconscious were enough to tell Wanda you and her, the Wanda of another universe, had never been married.

“Let me go, Wanda. I’m fucking tired of this, and your games, and whatever games you and Scarlet are playing around.” You let your body relaxed into the magic hold, but your eyes never change colour. Tilting your head, you tried to guess the real intentions of the woman standing before you but so far the only thing you could see was Wanda.

“You haven’t noticed it, have you Y/N?” Wanda inquired lowering you to the ground and letting go of you, for the first time you realized the woman in front of you didn’t look as tired as you remember. The sadness in her eyes was also accompanied by tenderness and love, emotions that you felt in your soul whenever she locked eyes with you.

“Noticed what, Wanda?” You sighed tiredly lifting your hands until you were quite satisfied with the darkness covering the woman in front of you. “What have you done?”

The sound of traffic reached out the terrace of the hospital, the wind in this part of the building was cold and strong lapping at the clothes and hair of the two women standing in a silent encounter while the rest of the city continued with their life. Your body was starting to ache, a subtle way of complaining about all the stress you had put it in during the last couple of hours; you tried to ignore these signs, your main concern was to try and find America and make sense of what was happening.

“I am not who you think I am.” Wanda finally said softening her features, “and you certainly are not the woman I’m in love with. Though you look so much like her when we were younger and stupid.”

You furrowed your brows, stepping closer to the redhead.

“What are you talking about?”

“Y/N, what do you know about the multiverse?” The question caught you by surprised, you jerked backwards for a moment pursing your lips.

“Are you playing with me?” You asked clenching your hand close, Wanda gasped her magic igniting to soften the hold you had on her. “What the hell is going on?!”

“You’re not in your world, Y/N.” She finally said, and her words reached out your confused mind mixing up with disbelief. “Whatever happened, whatever…is going on…you are in a different universe while my Y/N was taken from me when she was the most vulnerable.”

“What?” You blinked away your confusion, Wanda shrugged trying to smile but failing.

“This is not a trick, and this is not me creating a different reality, Y/N. This is just another universe, one that America Chavez has already visited, the one she left with after Strange died and Y/N was deathly wounded.”

Dizziness overcame to you, you lowered your gaze stepping back and letting your powers down while Wanda freed herself from your hold. You stepped back and soon a pair of hands wrapped around your forearms holding you tightly. You tensed ready to fight when your eyes fell in the other individuals that soon showed up on the rooftop; it wasn’t until then that you realized this encounter was a chance they gave Wanda of holding you back without violence.

“Natasha?” You whispered, and the Black Widow came in with her expressionless mask on. Behind you stood Steve, older and alive.

“What…” You started talking but soon trailed off locking eyes with Wanda. “What…Where am I then? How…I…”

“Yep, pretty much the same questions we have been asking ourselves, kid.” Tony Stark came in with his eyes fixed on a gadget he had on his hand, he offered a short smile before turning to Wanda.

“Your place or mine?”

Wanda turned to you, her eyes downcast before she answered.

“Mine, the twins are not aware of this and I don’t… I mean…”

You could see her indecision, the way she shifted her weight from one foot to the other while trying to not look at you. The rest of the group got ready, every single one of them ignoring you and quite frankly, incapable of looking at you. They kept on talking about the multiverse, about the danger and the possibilities as you were dragged inside a Quinjet.

You did not see much of the people surrounding you, of the people you had seen dead and had seen disappeared into nothing.

The city spread out before you, buildings and symbols you did not recognize.

Muffled conversation filled your senses, your eyes fixated on the hands and then golden ring on your ring finger. You furrowed your brows, an old sharp pain running through your body and mind, piercing your very heart and soul.

Mom!

You’re mine!

Say my name…

Scarlet…

Wanda…

The growing headache you had been experiencing since waking up was almost blinding you, you straightened up in the seat your eyes running around the cabin before your thoughts went back to the people you knew. The people you loved. If what Wanda said was true then…what happened to your world? What happened to America, Natasha, Yelena? What happened to your Wanda? To Scarlet? What was really happening to you?

*****

Tony Stark and Hank Pym took it upon themselves to give you the explanation.

The story went back to a couple of months ago, something strange had been happening in different spots around the world. At first, Strange and Kamar-Taj were merely looking into the anomalies with the help of Stark’s Industries and someone called Charles. The anomalies appeared to be out of this world, so they tried to get into contact with Carol and Star-Lord, they were also on the case but with no concrete answers the team merely kept watch over these anomalies fighting over the strange creatures when necessary.

Then, America Chavez came into the game.

She was lost, hurt, and scared.

Stephen had tried to help but he scared the kid, so Wanda had to intervene and they hit it off right away. Y/N and Wanda had welcomed America into their home while the kid narrated what had happened to her, the chase of those strange creatures and her ability to travel through the multiverse; she was the perfect guinea pig for Tony, Hank, and Stephen, and she ended up being a surrogate daughter to Wanda and Y/N.

The answer to the black magic following America had been the book of Vishanti, and while Stephen looked for it well…America was finally finding a place to call home.

You listened to the story with your head dancing around your own memories of the teenager, of the sudden appearance of Wanda and America at your doorstep. You thought of America’s familiarity with Wanda and her affection for you. This world…they kept on talking about their world, their reality while you just saw a reflection of a life you yearned to have.

The pictures of the twins, of Wanda and the you of that universe smiling at a camera. Missions on Earth and outside Earth. The friends you thought dead, and those you barely recognized; the happiness in your face wearing a black suit with Wanda waring a white dress.

They said time cures everything…

But feeling your heart breaking at the sight of such happiness that could be yours…You realized time had not cure for the love and regret you felt inside your soul. Your heart would always beat for Wanda, and your soul would always be bitter while thinking about the What ifs.

“Then you and Strange tried to help her get the book of Vishanti but…something happened, Strange died, you almost got killed and America disappeared.” Tony finished the story ruffling his hair. “We know someone attacked the lot of you, the same kind of magic readings were all over the place and all over you…then yesterday…”

“Billy sensed it.” Wanda whispered looking over at Tony, her arms around herself. “And then, you woke up but…”

“But I’m not your Y/N which means the me of this universe could be on my body?” You inquired rubbing your template, Tony and Hank both shrugged.

“It is a possibility, in all honestly we are hoping that’s the case.” Hank put his glasses off, cleaning them up before sitting down. “If that it is the case then you traveling to our universe could only mean that whoever is casting these spells has their hands on the Darkhold and has been dream walking for quite some time.”

“You mentioned Scarlet Wicht as if it was a different entity, is different for you guys?” Steve asked all of a sudden, he uncrossed his arms setting his eyes on you.

You furrowed your brows tilting your head, “she…I mean…it’s actually pretty weird but…yeah, she looks like Wanda but I can tell you they are not the same.”

Steve let his eyes wandered all the way back to Wanda then to you, he pursed his lips nodding curtly. The room went quiet for a moment, it was pretty obvious you were a prisoner to them, as well as a guest, and whatever they had discovered so far had not been revealed completely.

You shifted on the sofa, your mouth opening when a couple of footsteps came down the stairs and launched themselves at you.

“MOM!” The twins wrapped their arms around you, everyone tensed leaning forward watching the interaction with warning in their eyes.

Wanda uncrossed her arms taking a step forward, her eyes never leaving your form just as you sat there completely tensed and unsure of how to proceed. These kids, the last time you saw them in your world they were not yours.

Your lips quivered, the pain behind those memories mixed up with the craziness that had been your day so far was starting to tire you out. Wanda shook her head, ready to take the twins away from you. You could see she was distressed, the unshed tears in her eyes were enough to tell you everyone was suffering one way or another, and while your heart couldn’t reconcile with Wanda, at least you could be kind to this version of her. To the version that apparently, made you happy.

“Hey kids!” You greeted weakly, both of them crunched up their noses looking at you with big curious eyes, you ruffled their heads winking with a smile on your lips. “I thought you guys were in bed.”

Billy bit his lower lip, and Tommy shrugged looking away.

“We couldn’t sleep.” Billy finally mumbled, he returned to your arms snuggling closer. “We missed you.”

“You promise us a story.” Tommy continued looking at you with big hopeful eyes. “But you were not here.”

“Tommy, mom is tired and she just came out of the hospital…” Wanda started trying to get the twins away from you.

“If you want, I can tell you a story, Morgan says I have improved a lot.” Tony chimed in trying to save the situation.

“Nu-uh!” Tommy stomped his foot stubbornly on the floor, his eyes looking over at you and your heart stopped at the sight of such a familiar expression. Your expression, on him. “Mom, you promised!!”

“Momma doesn’t break her promises.” Billy commented nodding.

This declaration broke your heart, you couldn’t help but think of the things you missed of the family you could have. Your eyes went to the twins, both of them looking at you expectantly while you ignored the rest of the room. Everyone was waiting for you to do something, but you were not sure it was the right thing to do, they were not your children, this was not your live and this was not your world.

The tension was quite palpable around the room, all eyes on you and the twins.

Through the shadows, you could feel Wanda getting restless ready to protect her children from the cruel reality. Your eyes drifted to one of the pictures in the fireplace, the babies in your arms and the huge grin adorning your face were everything you wanted with Wanda. And in this world, in this reality, you got it.

“Only one story.” You mumbled jerking back when the both of them jumped uo and down excitedly.

“Yay!!”

“Can we choose?”

“I want zombies!”

“And guns!”

“And auntie Nebula!”

You chuckled imagine the face Nebula would put at being called auntie, before your brain registered the real meaning of that request. How many things were different in this reality?

“Very well, boys then, last one to bed is a rotten egg!” You exclaimed which was a mistake apparently as Tommy took of at a great speed and Billy shone blue before disappearing.

Wanda chuckled at your dumbfounded expression, shaking her head she winced when she heard the crash and the fighting happening in the twins room.

“Always give them the warning of no powers.” Her tone of voice was soft, and her eyes were on you. There was something she wanted to say, but she put her arms around herself before stepping back. “You can…you can go to them, if you want.”

There was a moment of hesitation before you went upstairs, the sound of laughter making your heart swelled while your mind tried to process all that was happening.

Wanda watched you disappeared, and as soon as she saw you gone her tears rolled down her cheeks. Pietro placed a hand on her shoulder, putting her to him while shooting a quick glance at the rest of the room. Everyone was quiet, the concern in their eyes was quite evident, even after the long explanation by Tony and Hank there was nothing much they could do. Stephen Strange had been the pioneer of multiverse traveling, but what they were facing at the moment was something they never thought possible. Mind transferring was another thing altogether, and the fact that they still had no clue as to who was behind all of it made it more difficult.

“I need to get my hands on that book.” Wanda finally mumbled, her brows knitting together at the prospect of getting her hands into such a dark magic.

“It could be dangerous, you heard Strange and Clea.” Steve lowered his gaze pursing his lips. “I couldn’t allow you to put yourself in such a danger, Wands.”

“It is not up to you, Steve.” Wanda stepped back from Pietro passing a hand through her hair. “My wife is in another place, in another’s head…I can’t…I need to have her back.”

“I understand that.” Steve shifted rolling his eyes while glancing to the ceiling, Tony chuckled putting his mobile out and handing it to the soldier with an amused smile. “If that’s the case then, you need help…”

Wanda turned around, she noticed the amusing expression on Tony and the highly irritated one on Steve’s face. She frowned for a moment until realization hit her, her lips quirked upwards just as Steve sought for the right phone number.

“I mean, I can certainly use his help but…are you sure you want to talk to him?” For the first time since everything started, Wanda felt confident with their course of action and her powers and possibilities of getting Y/N back.

Steve winced shrugging, “he is the best at this…”

“You don’t have to sound so pained, Rogers.” Tony chuckled watching as Steve scowled at the phone. “Go on, I bet Loki would be happy to assist you.”

*****

You stood by the door of their room.

They had a combination of dinosaurs and fantasy theme room; they fell asleep almost as soon as you started the story, happy to hear you tell them some sort of ridiculous adventure while participating in the storytelling. In all that time, you couldn’t help the burning pain inside your soul, the yearning in your heart as the twins fell sleep in your arms.

“I’m sorry.” Your whole body tensed when you registered her voice behind your back, you didn’t turn but stood there trying to collect your thoughts.

Wanda didn’t move, everyone but Pietro had gone home for the night. Whatever had happened, whatever they had planned you had just let it be for the time being.

“I know…”

“You were in my head.” You mumbled clenching your teeth. “But I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, that’s what you do, right? Did you play with my other self in this world, too? Perhaps fuck around my mind to have me by your side?”

In less than a second you were seeing red eyes burning with anger and sadness in there, her magic was just as powerful and warm as you remembered it. But just as she got a hold on you, your powers were back into your control, the shadows covering her body and neck while the both of you stood right outside the twins room.

“She looks at me differently.” Wanda all but whispered, her hand leaving a feather-like caress on your cheek with her eyes gleaming a familiar crimson that send a shiver down your back. “You look at me with so much anger and sadness…I thought…I thought I have lost her again, I have never ever looked inside her mind, not even once.”

The tension around the both of you didn’t diminish, if anything it seemed to increase but you never back down merely give up. Wanda shot you a sympathetic stare, and that hurt more than you could ever admit to the other woman.

“It was not my intension to look into your mind, Y/N, but after America and what happened I had to make sure you were not a threat.” Wanda let go of you dropping her arms to her side glancing at you with a well-known stare that has your very soul trembling.

“Well, whatever you saw then…” You stated shrugging, your shadows coming back to you stirring at your back. “I hope you understand.”

Wanda looked away from you, her brows knitting together for a brief moment before she spoke again.

“She wasn’t the only one making mistakes, but I guess I didn’t have to pay so dearly for mine.” Wanda turned around walking towards the stary, you felt suddenly dizzy watching her walk away from you until she stopped at the stairs. “Are you coming? I think you and I need to have a private conversation, and something to drink.”

You hesitated for a moment before nodding, “I think we do.”

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Earth 199999 –

You blinked away in confusion.

For a brief moment, you thought you should be in another place…in your mind you could hear the sound of familiar voices calling out to you. The person in front of the mirror blinked a couple of times, the hand grabbing a glass of water while the morning sun sneaked through the windows of the room. The bed was unmade, empty and disorganized and you furrowed your brows.

What did you do last night? What was with the glass of water? You lowered your gaze trying to remember what was happening, what you were supposed to be doing…A sharp blinding pain went through your head, all the way down to your chest, you gasped your hand clenching tightly around the glass of water.

Momma!

Love? Baby…please…

“Honey don’t forget to go to the supermarket and bring the ingredients for the cake contest, please. I don’t want to lose to Wanda again!”

The voice of a woman inside the room reached out to you breaking the sudden spell you were in, you turned around rather quickly the glass of water escaping your hands and falling to the floor with a crash and splash of water. You knelt down, your eyes noticing the long legs of a woman dressed in a purple dress, with her dark-brown hair falling on her back and a condescending smile on her face. She knelt down, her hand cupping your cheek while she rolled her eyes playfully.

“you haven’t taken your medicine yet, have you dear?” She asked, and her voice was all of a sudden familiar, a sheepish smile appeared on your face shaking lightly.

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologise, that’s what I’m here for.” The woman leaned in, her lips wrapped around yours and while you had a need to return the kiss you couldn’t help but feel as if this was just wrong.

You two parted apart, the woman helped you picked up the broken glass while standing up and moving to the garbage in the bathroom. She washed her hands, going to the counter and putting an orange bottle that she handled to you.

“Here, love, take your morning pill.” You glanced at that smile, and the kindness behind her gestures taking the bottle and putting one white pill out.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, baby. Now, breakfast is ready, and I really need you to remember to go for those ingredients in the supermarket after classes, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah sure…” You put the pill in your mouth swallowing and offering a smile and a quick peck on the lips to the woman.

Time was a funny construct in your mind.

For some reason you didn’t notice when you got dress and ready to leave the house. You had a bag on your hand, dressed up in a light suit to match the sunny weather outside you gave a peck on the woman’s lips and left the house.

The neighbour was empty.

Not a single car or person around, you sighed watching your watch marking the time. 7a.m. Too early for some, yet to late for you. You shrugged ready to go into the car when your eyes got sight of two figures approaching from the house next door. The first one was a young woman not older than 15 years old, her brown hair falling to her shoulders, with a huge grin on her face and a backpack on her back while waved at you strolling down the path walking ahead of the slightly older woman following close behind.

Your breath caught in your throat, the woman had maroon hair with white skin and a timid smile. She wore a light dress, and you couldn’t help but admired her figure. Her smile. The intensity behind her stare.

“Hey, Mrs. Y/L/N! How’s your morning going?” The teen greeted you as she finally approached your car, for a moment your eyes fixed on her and while there was obvious confusion in your stare the name came to you as easily as the morning light.

“Hey, America, I’m good, ready to go to school?” You questioned with an ample smile, your hand lifted waving away to the woman behind America before you settled your eyes on America. “How is your mom doing? I heard she and my wife have a cake competition today.”

America stopped death on her tracks, her smile almost dropping until the sound of a door opening and closing called both of your attention. You turned to see Agatha coming to you with a small bag on her hand.

“Honey, your forgot your lunch.” She said giggling while handling your lunch. “I know you didn’t do on purpose so I got all the way over to the office to be naughty together.”

Her comment made you blushed and laughed nervously, you scratched the back of your head grabbing the bag from her. The woman let her eyes wandered to America then to Wanda before she leaned in stealing a heated kiss from you. You never noticed the crimson in Wanda’s eyes, or the purple one on Agatha’s you merely stepped back smiling while nodding to America.

“Ready for school?” Then as an afterthought you lifted your head locking eyes with Wanda. “Hey, Wands, long time no see! I promise to go straight to school and not buy a latte and a coffee like we did last time!”

America giggled going into the car, Wanda stood there for a moment merely nodding and giving you a terse smile.

“Right, drive carefully.”

You waved away her concerns while also going into the car and driving away never looking back while you and America engaged in a light conversation about school and live. The world flickered for a moment, purple covering the sky, following your car without you noticing one bit. America pressed her lips together, clenching her fist as she saw the white mist covering your eyesight just as you continued talking as if nothing was happening right outside. Wanda told America they needed time, but America was starting to get restless, and the guilt was, once more, eating her up.

She wouldn’t be patient any longer.

Back in the house you had left behind Wanda stood struggling against the purple mist covering her hands and neck, Agatha turned to her slapping her hard in the face. Taking a deep breath the woman hit Wanda again, and again.

“You are unbelievable,” she said walking in circles around Wanda, she was fuming while trying to get a hold of the reality around her, “I can’t believe…”

“What is it, Agatha? Having difficulties handling a world on your own?” Wanda mocked her, even with the magical ropes around her body she couldn’t help but mock at the woman that had uncovered herself and her plan far too earlier.

“You…” Agatha was about to hit her, but stopped, her face breaking into s sickly smile. “Oh, dear, you and that crazy alter ego of yours will break and I will get what is mine…”

“You won’t, Agatha.” Wanda gasped when Agatha tightened her hold on her neck, the older woman tilted her head clenching her jaw closed. “They will come…her friends…”

“And her lover, dear. Let’s not forget that freaking Captain Marvel is also snooping around…” Agatha chuckled when Wanda looked away at this, the older woman felt another set of rage raging right through her system.

Scarlet was not happy either.

“Don’t worry, you two, soon you won’t be here any longer to see her be my perfect tool…the perfect puppet…”

“Get your hands away from her!” Wanda and Scarlet exclaimed at the same time, the world around them trembled almost crumbling until Agatha placed her hands on Wanda’s templated.

“Nu-uh, dear, be careful or else…it would be her and not you the one dying over…”

Wanda screamed at the pain she felt on her head, right inside her mind in a cell made of red and purple, Scarlet screamed with the same intensity and their power diminished while Agatha let out a groan of pleasure, red feeing up her fingertips.

The world around them flickering lightly before going back to normal.

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Earth 199999 -

Norway

Carol was about to hit the bubble of energy once more until the hand of Monica closed around her wrist shaking her head with a disbelief look in her eyes.

“I’m pretty sure that if that didn’t work the first thousand times you did it, is not going to work now.” Monica watched as the blond-haired woman sighed in frustration stepping back.

The world around them was full of agents belonging to SWORD and SHIELD; the government of Norway had offered their help in the way of officials and closed roads while everyone was trying to get a hold of what was happening inside the city of Ulsteinvik. So far many had theorized about the great bubble around the city, many believed this was a repeat performance on Wanda’s part and some others merely thought this was just another strange, supernatural event trying to break into normality.

Tony Stark leaned back against the chair in his private trailer, Natasha was just as tired as he was but the both of them had been working overtime trying to do some damage control while getting a hold of Strange and Wong. Carol had been trying to get a break into the magical bubble without any success, and Natasha as well as Monica were really tired of trying to stop her from spending her time and strength in that.

“It wasn’t her.” Tony said all of a sudden, Natasha lifted her eyes from the screen in which the same scene was playing over and over again.

“I know.”

Tony massaged the bridge of his nose, “she wouldn’t be repeating the same fucking scene over and over, and over…”

“I know.”

The door of the trailer close hard, Carol slumped on the closest chair while trying to hold back her anger.

“This is all her fault.” She grumbled, her hands burning gold before she held back her powers. “Wanda…”

“It wasn’t Wanda.” Yelena scowled at the blond-haired woman that had just entered the trailer, Carol frowned at this declaration leaning forward.

“I believe that little dome over there and the one she showed a couple of months ago will defer with your words, Yelena.”

“It is not the same one.” This time around it was Natasha, Carol turned her eyes to her hating the sympathetic glance Natasha sent her way and the fluttering inside her heart.

“Why are you on her side?” Carol finally sputtered. “You weren’t very Wanda friendly a couple of months ago.”

Natasha shrugged, her eyes once more on the screen.

“I saw the dome last time; I watched the interactions happening there. This show repeats itself over and over and over, there is no more…space for something different.” Natasha then pointed to the screen, there was Y/N and Agatha kissing. “Besides, if this was Wanda’s doing, she would be the one kissing Y/N not this Agatha.”

“Well, last time Wanda was kissing Vision and even having kids with him.” Carol sighed pressing her lips together. “If I had been just a few seconds earlier…”

“You would be trapped as well, perhaps being married with some old fart or something.” Tony chimed in, his eyes on the phone. “Strange is coming, perhaps, once he is in here we can think of a better plan than hitting the dome over and over.”

Carol scoffed nodding, her eyes going to the screen, to your face…to the way you seemed completely out of your league while being control by the woman that still held your heart in her hands. Carol clenched her jaw, wanting nothing more than to be in your arms again.

*****

Earth 199999 –

You blinked away in confusion.

Momma!

Love? Baby…please…

“Honey don’t forget to go to the supermarket and bring the ingredients for the cake contest, please. I don’t want to lose to Wanda again!”

“you haven’t taken your medicine yet, have you dear?” She asked, and her voice was all of a sudden familiar, a sheepish smile appeared on your face shaking lightly.

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Here, love, take your morning pill.” You glanced at that smile, and the kindness behind her gestures taking the bottle and putting one white pill out.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, baby. Now, breakfast is ready, and I really need you to remember to go for those ingredients in the supermarket after classes, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah sure…” You put the pill in your mouth swallowing and offering a smile and a quick peck on the lips to the woman.

Time was a funny construct in your mind.

The neighbour was empty.

You hand went to the handle of your car, but your eyes caught sight of a shadow. You crunched up your nose, and there was a woman with wavy hair, and deep green eyes. She was dressed strangely, for the weather, but instead of feeling cautious you feel curious and slightly happy.

“Hey, can I help you?” You asked, and the woman rewarded you with the most beautiful smile you could imagine.

It was familiar.

“Oh, detka, I don’t have much time but…” The familiarity in which she used the word, the warm hand cupping your cheek and those eyes…something inside your head break, you almost screamed but her lips were against yours in a moment sealing the kiss in a tender meeting.

“Don’t take the pills…don’t eat her meals…please…” The woman whispered just before everything flickered around you and the searing pain inside your head increased and this time around you couldn’t quiet down your screams.

*****

Earth 199999 –

You blinked away in confusion.

Momma!

Love? Baby…please…

“Honey don’t forget to go to the supermarket and bring the ingredients for the cake contest, please. I don’t want to lose to Wanda again!”

“You haven’t taken your medicine yet, have you dear?” She asked, and her voice was all of a sudden familiar, a sheepish smile appeared on your face shaking lightly.

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Here, love, take your morning pill.” You glanced at that smile, and the kindness behind her gestures taking the bottle and putting one white pill out.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, baby. Now, breakfast is ready, and I really need you to remember to go for those ingredients in the supermarket after classes, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah sure…” You put the pill in your mouth the woman standing before you glancing expectantly, the dream played inside your head and for what seemed an eternity you two stood there facing one another.

“Dear, are you going to take your medicine?” Agatha said trying to hide away the edge on her voice.

You opened your eyes nodding, “yeah, yeah, sorry…”

You put the pill in your mouth and swallowed it, smiling at the older woman that leaned in.

“Come down quick, I have breakfast ready.”

“Yeah, I’ll be down in a minute.” Agatha offered a wink before turning around and leaving the room.

You stood there for another minute, your tongue playing around until you spat the white pill on your hand.

That’s it, love…don’t take the pill…don’t let her see…I need you…The voice inside your head hesitated then she spoke once more, with some difficulty as if her next words took a lot of effort on her part. We both need you to get out of her, please…

You glanced at your reflection, there was a flickering of red and white and for a brief moment you saw the redhead of your dreams. What the hell was happening? You furrowed your brows, your eyes on the white pill in your hand before your eyes found crimson ones in the mirror.

Looking down on you, the clothes for that day were already on, and in your hand was your everyday bag. Tilting your head in confusion you went downstairs, ready to start another day.

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