#she is a magic child just like billy and tommy

[raventrigonsdaughter]

Ok theory time, i think agatha did "walk" and left the road, but i also think the witch that was with her was not Rio, i think it was her mother, i think she was still pregnant with Agatha and that the baby was Evanora's wish, she's a child born from the road, she never entered it, she was conceived in the road by a wish and/or born in/from it and therefore is the only known witch to have survived but has no true experience only what her mother who was very keen on saying she was born evil told her. The roads plays tricks on how it works and there are some weird things about agatha herself that make me think there is more to her than just being a "con artist" as jac herself calls her, after all billy's reading did say she was truthful

[claramelooo]

CRIMSON REVERIE

You can't imagine what a pleasure it is to be back!!! Yey! Welcome back to the abyss that is my mind. As today is New Year's Eve, there's nothing more fair than posting the day before the first chapter, right?

Well, this theme (Wanda as Scarlet Witch) is still very recent for me, so if you read something wrong or nonsense, please forgive me

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Paring: Dark!Witch Wanda x Fem Reader

MINORS DO NOT MUST INTERACT

Prologue

The void of the multiverse was an unfathomable place, an infinite tangle of possibilities where dreams became realities, and nightmares hid behind every fold in existence. Wanda Maximoff — the Scarlet Witch — was a traveler in this abyss. Her steps echoed through fragmented dimensions, her magic pulsing with the fiery red of determination.

Since losing everything — her children, her family, her peace — Wanda had only one purpose: to rebuild what was taken from her.

“Tommy. Billy.” Their names were a whispered mantra between the cracks of space and time. In every universe she visited, she searched for them, for any glimpse of their laughter, their faces, their hearts she longed to feel beating against hers once again. But the multiverse was cruel. Some realities were shattered, others seemed like false promises of happiness. In all of them, something was missing.

Until she found this one.

When Wanda crossed the veil of the new dimension, the air shifted. There was no chaos here. No ruins or remnants of a lost battle. Everything seemed calm, absurdly perfect. The sound of children’s laughter came from a house in the distance, and for a moment, Wanda hesitated. Could it be them?

She moved closer in silence, cloaking herself in an invisible barrier to remain unseen. Her eyes scanned the blooming garden and settled on the window illuminated by the warm light of the setting sun. There, two boys were running through the garden, laughing loudly as a woman tried, unsuccessfully, to get them to stop.

You.

Time seemed to freeze as Wanda watched. Your smile, your presence... everything about you was so natural, so full of life. But what truly stole Wanda's breath was the detail she hadn’t expected: your rounded belly, carrying a child.

You gently caressed your stomach as you laughed, calling the boys inside for dinner. There was something so extraordinarily simple about that scene, yet so unattainable for Wanda, that a lump formed in her throat.

And then, the door opened.

The Scarlet Witch stood motionless as another woman stepped out of the house — herself.

It was like looking into a mirror, but it wasn’t the reflection Wanda anticipated. This version of herself was... different. There was a brightness in her eyes, a lightness in her step, an unassuming confidence. This Wanda didn’t bear the shadows of the Darkhold, nor the weight of losses etched into her face. She wasn’t just a mother. She was whole.

Wanda watched as the other version kissed Tommy and Billy on their foreheads before approaching you. What happened next made the Scarlet Witch’s heart stop.

The other Wanda knelt before you, her hands resting tenderly on your belly as she smiled. “And how’s our little girl today?” she asked, her voice so soft it sounded like music.

You laughed, the sound light and full of joy. “I think she’s trying to play soccer in there. She hasn’t stopped kicking.”

The other Wanda laughed too, leaning in to kiss your belly before standing to wrap her arms around you.

Hidden in the shadows, the Scarlet Witch felt envy swell like a storm in her chest. This life should have been hers. Tommy and Billy. You. The child yet to be born.

She wanted it more than anything.

And then, she decided.

If this universe couldn’t be hers, she would make it hers.

Red power radiated from her hands as her eyes burned with intensity. And deep down, despite all the consequences her decision might bring, Wanda knew she would never give up.

And deep down, she knew she would do anything to claim it.

As night fell, the Scarlet Witch remained in the darkness, watching like a shadow. Every laugh, every touch, every moment of happiness inside that house felt both out of reach and dangerously close.

She clenched her fists, red energy beginning to pulse in her hands.

With a single motion, she opened a small portal in time and space, slipping inside the house. She was no longer an observer.

Now, she was ready to take what she believed was hers.

And no one, not even another version of herself, would stand in her way.

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[lostreverb]

DAD!RALPH BOHNER HEADCANONS

a/n: if we're gonna call him a dilf might as well write about it! also he gives girl dad vibes so we're going with that! AND SORRY ABOUT THE ANGST I'M LIKE ADDICTED TO WRITING IT

warning: mentions of PTSD, swearing

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• you and your four year old daughter were coincidentally on a trip to visit family when the hex happened, your husband ralph couldn't get out of work but insisted you go without him

• after everything, ralph's mental state was so poor he had to quit his job, so instead of having a nanny, ralph becomes a stay at home dad while you work

• you were reasonably uncertain if ralph was mentally stable enough to take care of a child as well as himself but he insisted he's capable

• loves you and his daughter more than anything in the world

• calls her "bub, hon, sweetpea, babygirl, little gremlin, kiddo"

• is very protective of his family (especially after the hex)

• he buys everyone evil eye necklaces and makes you wear them to keep you safe

• doesn't sleep much anymore unless he's napping with his daughter

• it's quite literally the only time he gets any kind of peaceful sleep

• you had definitely spent an entire year trying to get her sleep on her own but that's out the window now and she'll only sleep in your bed

• on the occasions he does try to get a full night's rest, ralph still gets nightmares. but when he wakes up in a sweat, seeing "his girls" cuddled up with him calms him down, sometimes enough to where he can go back to sleep

• your daughter adores her dad's grown out curls, and often raves about how they look just like hers (compared to the cropped hair he had before) and mindlessly plays with his beard when they're sat on the couch watching TV

• does funny voices when he reads stories to her

• lives for hearing + making her laugh with corny jokes (btw she thinks he's the funniest person in the world)

• practices his one man show for her and the reason you know is because she'll try and recite certain plot points to you as if that's something that happened to her

• ralph forgets to eat but when he does, it's often just whatever your daughter doesn't finish of her food or he raids the fridge at 3 am

• generally his diet consists of celsius and half eaten dino nuggets

• sends her to preschool with totems he makes for show n' tell

• you got a call at work once because she did the black magic warding chants ralph taught her with an animal skull totem and it scared some kids and made them cry

• according to your daughter it was only "like 2 people" who cried and assured you that everything was fine b/c the rest of the class thought she was "the awesomest"

• you have to tell her to stop going around telling people her dad is an expert in "getting rid of witches" b/c they think she means "bitches"

• whenever you come home to seeing your daughter sat in ralph's lap at his computer, he tells you he's just working on his one man show but he's really on reddit and other forums teaching her how to protect herself from witches

• has learned well how to dress his daughter but b/c of his sketchy appearance sometimes ppl think she's been kidnapped, especially if she starts to throw a tantrum in public and you're not around

• cared very much for billy and tommy b/c they reminded him of his daughter

• there's been times where he's particularly struggling with his PTSD and accidentally scares her and it breaks his heart

• despite this, she'll come over and try to cheer him up with one of her stuffed animals and hug him or do one of the chants he taught her because that's what her idea of protection and safety is

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ANGST DRABBLE

ralph sits with his head in his hands, distraught. he had another episode, this time in front of his young daughter. seeing the look of shock and fear on her face broke his heart.

those damn witches had hell to pay for what they've done.

"daddy?" he hears a small voice say. ralph's head shoots up. his daughter, holding her favorite teddy bear (which she renamed "papa bear" after noticing how closely his new look resembles the stuffed animal) walked up to him. her eyes are still a bit glossy, but she's smiling regardless.

"hey hon..." ralph speaks softly, reaching out to stroke her hair. "what have you got there?"

she puts the teddy into his arms, searching his face for a reaction.

"is.. this for me?"

she nods and ralph gasps holding it tight.

"oh wow, thank you babygirl- c'mere-"

he pulls her in for a deep embrace, kissing her head and whispering that he's sorry and that he loves her so much. a tear falls down his cheek as he holds her small body against his, hearing her say "i love you more, daddy!" in that sweet tone of hers.

it takes everything in his power not to completely break down.

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FLUFF DRABBLE

after finishing dinner, you walk up the stairs, hearing the sound of chanting coming from the bedroom.

"close! remember kiddo you've got to do it twice for it to really work so let's go again- OUMMMM-"

"mommy!" at the sight of you, your daughter jumps off ralph's lap and throws her little arms around your legs.

"hi!" you respond enthusiastically, hugging her back. "just wanted to let you both know dinner was ready. what are you guys... up to?"

ralph avoids your eyes by pretending to look around the room. your daughter smiles up at you, bursting with excitement.

"daddy was teaching me-"

ralph interrupts. "dinner's ready? oh, you have perfect timing babe we're starving- uh kiddo? why don't you go wash your hands?"

"ooookayyyy!!" your daughter skips out of the room, curly ponytail swinging back and forth in time with her steps.

"again? ralph we talked about this-"

"i know, sorry..." he sighs. you notice his eyes linger on your chest.

"like what you see?" you tease, wiggling your eyebrows.

"no-! i mean- yes, of course but- you're not wearing the necklace..." he pouts.

you roll your eyes and reach into your shirt to pull the chain out.

"oh- my bad"

"yeah- now mr. bohnerrific69, could you please tell my husband that dinner's ready and he needs to actually eat tonight? because a whole pack of oreo's is not a sufficient meal."

"who told you i-?!"

ralph's gaze moves to your daughter, who's peeking past the door frame giggling.

"snitch!" ralph gasps dramatically and stands up from his desk, starting to playfully chase her down the hall. "thought you could rat me out huh? we had a deal!"

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[togrowoldinv]

To Show Thanks

Milf!Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Wanda does all of the cooking for Thanksgiving and you help her see just how thankful you are for her

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, bathtub sex (W receiving), soft sex

Note: The most wonderful time of year indeed. Enjoy the milf!

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The house smells of turkey and the holiday season as Wanda stands by the stove. She’s been cooking since the crack of dawn, but she wouldn’t have it any other way.

You’ve helped with a few things, but mostly it’s been Wanda who is putting in the work. The twins run around the house and play as they wait for the company to arrive.

“No! I’m running out of time!” Wanda’s voice breaks you from your thoughts.

“It’s only 5, baby. You still have about an hour until the guests arrive,” you say.

“That’s not long enough,” she says, a sigh falling from her perfect lips. They form into a pout as she observes the work she has ahead of her.

“Well, you could use your magic,” you say.

Wanda smiles but shakes her head.

“No magic today. Just me,” she says.

“You are magic no matter what, my love,” you tell her.

You stand up from your chair and hug Wanda from behind. She sinks into your touch. Dropping a kiss to her cheek, you make her feel relaxed even if for just a moment.

“Tell you what,” you begin. “I’ll get the rowdy boys to set the table and I’ll help you do anything you need. We can do this.”

“We can do this,” Wanda repeats though she’s not sure she believes it.

You kiss her cheek once more for good measure and then you go find the boys. They’re in their room playing Mario Kart.

“Hey guys,” you say. “How about we pause the game and go help Mom get ready for the guests?”

“Okay!” Billy answers easily. He’d do anything for his mom.

“Can we finish this level?” Tommy asks.

“Later, buddy,” you say.

“Okay,” he says, a slight sigh in his voice. He pouts like Wanda does.

“I have a super secret task for the two of you,” you tell them before you leave the bedroom.

“What is it?” Tommy asks.

“Today is Thanksgiving, which means that you tell people that you’re thankful for them. I got your mom a card and I was thinking you two could write a sweet note in it for her. What do you think?”

“Yes!” They both agree. Anything for Wanda.

You smile and lead them to the home office where they work on the card. You leave them to go back and help Wanda. Once they’re done, they come downstairs and set the table.

Wanda was right about timing being close, but you manage to have everything cooked and ready to serve at exactly 6 o’clock.

“We did it!” Wanda says excitedly.

“You did it, babe. All you,” you say.

Wanda smiles softly and places a soft kiss to your lips. The boys feign disgust. Soon, the doorbell rings.

She answers the door and lets guests inside one by one. Steve is first with Natasha, Maria, Tony, Sam, and Bucky not far behind. You remember meeting them all at the boys birthday party, but it’s so nice to see them again.

Everyone gathers around the table and begins to eat Wanda’s wonderful food.

“This is amazing, Wanda,” Steve compliments.

“Yeah, great job, Wanda. Reminds me of home,” Sam says.

Wanda smiles shyly and tries to share the credit.

“No, this is all her. I can cook, but not like this. She’s like professional level good,” you say. Everyone nods in agreement.

“So, how’s everything going?” Maria asks Wanda.

You know what she’s referring to. After Wanda and Vision split up, the woman has gone through a hard time with the divorce and now child custody hearings. You’ve been the bright spot in all of it.

“It’s good,” Wanda says. “I didn’t know going to court would be so expensive but it’s almost over.”

“I’d sue his ass for what he’s put you through,” Natasha jumps in. Maria nudges her shoulder but she only shrugs.

You shoot her a smile and she returns a smirk.

“How about we just talk about what we’re thankful for?” Steve, ever the peacemaker, tries to change the subject.

“Great idea,” you agree. “I’ll go first. I’m thankful for Wanda and her wonderful children and friends.”

Wanda smiles and kisses your cheek at your words. You hold her hand under the table. You’ve become her everything over these last few months.

Wanda speaks next. “I’m thankful for friends who have become family, for my precious babies, and for y/n who is truly my best friend.”

Everyone goes around and continues to share what they’re thankful for. Love and laughter fills the air as the hours pass by. After dessert and socializing, the guests go home.

Wanda is in the kitchen running a sink of dishes when you stop her.

“Come with me,” you say, pulling her softly.

“But the dishes, baby. They won’t do themselves,” she tries.

You keep walking and lead Wanda to the living room. The boys are there with Wanda’s card in hand.

“We got you this, Mommy,” Billy says, handing her the card.

“Oh, thank you, baby,” Wanda says. She sits between the two boys. She opens the card and tears fill her eyes.

“We all signed it to say we’re thankful for you,” Tommy explains.

“Wow,” Wanda says softly. “This is so sweet. I’m so thankful for you guys too.”

Wanda kisses them both on the forehead as they lean into her. She reaches out to you too and you join the snuggle pile.

“Can we finish our level before bedtime?” Tommy asks after a moment.

“Yeah go ahead boys. Mom and I will be up to tuck you in soon,” you tell them. They hug you both before running up the stairs.

Wanda tries to get up but you pull her gently back onto the couch. She lands on your lap and you grin at her.

“Thank you for the card,” Wanda says.

“That was from the boys,” you say.

“Mhm. I know you were the mastermind,” she says. “I should really clean up dinner.”

“Nope.”

“What do you mean nope?” Wanda asks.

“You, my dear, did all the cooking so I will do all of the cleaning,” you say. “I’ll pour you some wine and you just get to relax, okay?”

You don’t give her a chance to say no. Instead, you kiss her and get up to start cleaning. Wanda sits at the counter and watches you. After a bit, you tuck the boys into bed and finish up cleaning.

“How about a bath?” You ask Wanda, leaning over the counter in a way you know draws her eyes to your chest.

“Only if you’ll join me,” she replies, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Yes please,” you say.

You go to the bathroom together and run the water. Wanda slips off her clothes first and slides into the warm water. You join her and settle in behind her.

She rests her head on your shoulder as you softly run your hands over her body.

“Thank you for today,” Wanda says.

“You did the hard part.”

“No, I mean- you didn’t have to clean up or give me a card or anything,” Wanda explains.

“Oh,” you say. “I just thought you’d like it.”

“I did. I loved it,” Wanda rushes to say. “It’s just- no one’s ever done that for me before. It’s new.”

“You deserve it, Wands. Everything doesn’t have to fall on you. And you deserve to hear how thankful we all are for you,” you say.

“Hmm,” Wanda hums. She turns her head to look into your eyes. “I really love you.”

“I really love you too, Wanda Maximoff.”

She leans up and kisses you. You deepen the kiss and let your hand slip between her legs. Wanda gasps at the feeling.

“Just relax, baby. I’ll take care of you,” you say.

She lets herself relax against you as you move your fingers through her folds. Wanda lets out the sweetest sounds with every stroke. You slip fully into her easily and make quick work of getting her to her high.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Let go,” you say softly as she comes against your fingers.

Wanda’s eyes remain closed in pleasure as you simply hold her against you. She stays there until the water gets too cold and you have to get out.

You get dressed in warm pajamas and snuggle into bed next to each other. Wanda clings to you.

“I’m so thankful for you,” Wanda says as her eyes droop closed from exhaustion and relaxation.

“I’m thankful for you too, Wanda. I always will be,” you tell her.

With one more shared kiss, you two fall into a deep slumber that lasts until morning.

Wanda has never been so happy and that’s all thanks to you.

[fandomnerd9602]

Golden?

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Settling into marital bliss with Wanda was amazing. The firsts, the achievements and then of course came the boys.

Billy and Tommy were the apples of yours and Wanda’s eyes. They were loved equally. No jealousy between the twins.

At least at first. Then they started to develop their powers at age seven. Billy developed magical abilities on par with his mother. Tommy developed super speed, much like his late uncle. Wanda was ecstatic to be able to train one of her sons in all the way of sorcery and witchcraft.

This led to Wanda spending more time with Billy, helping her boy harness his powers. You of course were there to help supervise the lessons, just hoping that they didn’t blow up the house. But for Tommy, a deep pit was beginning to develop his heart. An aching at seeing how happy Wanda was with Billy.

It all came to a head the day when Billy mastered plasma bolts. Wanda was so happy, she wrapped the little wiccan in a hug, “that’s my boy!”

You looked over and saw Tommy’s eyes just fill with tears as he bolted from his spot on the porch, running into the house and up the stairs.

You quickly run up to your son’s room to find him crying on his bed. “Tommy?” You approach him, “buddy?”

“Is Billy the golden child?” He tries to ask thru his tears.

“N-no” you whisper as you wrap the young boy in a hug.

“Detka? What’s wrong?” Wanda’s psychic voice sounded in your skull.

“Your little speedster needs you” you think back to your wife. “He thinks you don’t love him as much as Billy”

“I’m on my way!” Wanda was up the stairs in a flash. She ran in and fell to her knees before Tommy’s bed.

“Oh my little podarok,” she whispers, gently stroking the little boy’s hair.

“I know,” he whispers back. “Billy’s so much cooler and neater than me and-“

“No my little podarok,” she rocks her boy back and forth. “You and Billy are amazing in so many different ways. I’m so sorry for ever making you feel less loved.”

You wrap Tommy in a hug too, “you are amazing. I can’t even keep up with you when you run.”

Tommy actually giggles. Billy walks in and hugs his brother too.

“Bro I love you.” Billy reassures his brother, “you’re like coolest, fastest out there!”

You and Wanda look to each other and share a little smile. Your family is a strong one. Sometimes each member just needs a little reassurance of how much you love them, you and Wanda are more than happy to reassure your kids and each other of that love.

[wandaslittlelove]

Destined - Part 0

Warnings: Cheating, mentions of death

The rain poured as I stared out the window. It had been almost two weeks since I had seen Wanda and about a month since my sister had sacrificed herself for a stone.

When I came back from the blip it felt like seconds had passed but really it had been five years. In those five years my sister was alone. Grieving my loss. Then when I came back and found out she was gone I was grieving hers. It seemed as if neither of us could ever get a happy ending. 

Being devastated by the loss my immediate thought was Wanda. Was she okay? Where is she? But I knew it all had to wait for after the battle against Thanos. I saw Wanda many times on the battlefield and tried to go to her but each time she would move away from me.

After the battle I sat in front of Tony Stark. The many who had been like another sibling to me for years. He was gone. I held Peter's crying figures in my arms that day as he cried for his mentor. Yet another family member had been taken from both of us.

Tony’s funeral is the last time I’ve seen Wanda. The last time I held her in my arms and the last time I was held in hers. I was told she stole Vision's body and had taken over a town called Westview to create her Perfect family. 

I was devastated at hearing this. First my sister dies, then Tony, and now Wanda has run off with the corpse of a man she had always reassured me she never liked. 

So I moved. I stayed in the compound as I couldn’t bring myself to leave. Natasha's room had become a safe haven along with the gray tabby.. A little gray tabby that enjoyed cuddles. Cinder was her name and she was the one thing that was currently keeping me grounded.

That was until Wanda came bursting through my front door with rain dripping down her body. A Pained expression on her face as she held her side. We both said nothing as I moved to quickly inspect her injury and when I saw it was just a couple of bruised ribs I let out a sigh of relief.

She was the one that talked first. She told me of Westview and how a woman named Agatha Harkness came for her magic and that's how she got the bruises. She told me of her boys, Tommy and Billy, and how they were the perfect kids. I listened silently as my ex Fiance told me all about the fantasy life she had created with a Robot. And I said nothing as she told me that she missed me. Nothing as she told me why she did it. And once again Nothing as she told me of the countless nights she spent with the man I had always been insecure about.

“So I just came to say that it would work out better if you stopped loving me. I’ve done so many things to hurt you. I cheated on you for two years. So please forget me.”

“So I'm not allowed to love you anymore?” I asked with my head turned away from wanda. Ever since Westview was created and she chose vision instead of me we had been arguing non stop.

“That's not what I'm saying!” I look at Wanda with a stone face not wanting to show her how much she's hurting me.

“Really? Because I believe the words ‘it would work out better if you stopped loving me’ mean that.” Wanda looks at me annoyed before she speaks

“I'm just saying it would be easier”

“For who? Me or you” the silence from wanda is all the information I need. With a scoff I pick up my bag before walking to the front door. 

“Knowing that you chose a robot over your fiance really says a lot about you Wanda. You created a whole life with someone you had claimed to barely know while I was grieving the death of my sister. And when it all came crashing down you run back to me. I don't want that. I don't want you. I stopped loving you as soon as you ran into his arms” as i exited the place that had once been my home the tears had finally started to fall. Although they weren't out of sadness.

I was free. Finally free…or that's what I thought 4 months ago. 

Until suddenly Wanda was trying to kill a child for her magic. Until Dr. Strange came to my door asking for help. And Until I found out our destinies would forever be linked.

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[she1smyscar]

In the Comics, Agatha and Wanda trying so hard to get the Darkhold back after it was destroyed creates a Darkhold manifested into a little boy. Someone on TikTok uploaded screenshots from one of the comics and in it the Darkhold insists on calling Agatha "mummy" as in...his mother, and then proceeds to ask if that means Wanda is his "daddy." The person who posted the screenshots said "Agatha has 2 baby daddies."

( I love that her 2 baby daddies are women 👀 )

Anyway picture this (I might make it into a fic), Wanda does not die from her fall in MoM, because the Darkhold little boy time travels back to that moment to save her (because he loves Chaos, he's the literal manifestation of chaos magic), and he (from the future) knows that her death would ultimately lead to him never being born/manifested. (Timelines are so confusing lol)

He goes back, saves Wanda right before she hits the ground, and then tells her they need to go team up with Agatha against the Avengers/Young Avengers cuz it'll be fun and chaotic for him and he loves that lol

So they spend a few days trying to find (Ghost) Agatha and Billy (Darkhold has kept the Billy part to himself for more chaos lol) and when they are searching, they create this bond where Darkhold is annoying Wanda like her emo son and he does call her "daddy" and she's like "Please stop. I already have my own children." And he just evilly chuckles to himself cuz he knows what's gonna happen when they meet up with Ghost Agatha and Billy soon.

THEN PICTURE THIS REUNION: The Darkhold child immediately makes Ghost Agatha a new body cuz he fucking can and there's drama about Billy and Tommy and Agatha being their new mom and then somehow it comes out that the Darkhold is technically Agatha's son with Wanda and Rio is there cuz she felt Agatha come back to life and she hears that Agatha had a son with Wanda and is trying to (not really) raise Billy

And Agatha's just there like : "Well, this is awkward."

Bonus: At some point she says something like, "What can I say? Mummy gets around" 🤣

[21loveatfirstsight]

Death's Hand in Mine

Okay, first of all, to those badmouthed/blamed Lilia a few weeks ago, EAT YOUR HEART OUT YOU MTFK!!! BEST CHARACTER OF THIS SERIES HAND DOWN!!!!

She puts the sigil on Billy to buy him time, to help him not rush to things. She met him for a few minutes and (might) see his whole life and care about him. AND living that kind of life for more than 400 years, she turns out kind and selfless.

And, “Because all I saw was death”. Rio got a stalker!

Now let’s talk about Billy and Agatha in this episode.

Their talk while going to the next trial.

Agatha without her power can still tell Billy tries to read her mind, which indicates that his ability is not well-honed and easy to spot by witches (or magic users). *side note: “Where’s Rio?” Billy can read our mind too, lmao.

I saw people fussing about Billy saying Wanda is not his mom, I thought it was something serious and so ready to feel betrayed, but bruh, he just said it out of bitterness and retaliated toward Agatha (basically, chill your ass, let them build his character). After that, he asked if she was really dead, like a child.

Agatha said “Yes”, as her eyes studied Billy’s reaction (so evil). After that she switched back and said "No" as she sees him clearly upset but tries to stay strong. Because she wants to be honest with Billy (which later is revealed in the reading that she is). I think she might hate the fact that Billy is Wanda’s son, she still cares for a talented young witch nonetheless (she offered to answer his question).

I love mean bitter Billy, lmao. Agatha is clearly taken back, and probably misses Teen persona (cute).

Inside the trial.

I am now living for “bitter toward Agatha” Billy. The "prove it" is so evil and bitchy, because she can't lmao can we have some more pretty please! *side note: this emo witch reads tarot regularly.

Seven of Swords reading clearly pissed Agatha off. She shows kindness (in her own way) toward Billy time and time again but this bitch doesn’t know how to appreciate it, that’s why she grabs the decks, to at least teach Billy to control himself and doesn’t lash out his emotions.

When Lilia pushes him against the wall, there’s some new information about Billy: he might practice some low level magic, but he doesn’t know how to control his power. At least his domain ability (mind-reading) still works, and with how he reads Lilia, it shows he can’t stop “loud” thoughts from people (like when he first came home with the Kaplan).

"Lilia, are you the one who cast the sigil on me?" - Billy is reading her when Jen calming her down, aka he can read high level witches mind when they are not on guard.

“Am I William or am I Billy?” - That is indeed a very good question. And why do I have a feeling at the end of The Road, what Billy will get is the answer to this question, not Tommy.

Now, I never read or learn to read tarot, so I’m just gonna take the meaning at face’s value.

"You are the Magician" + "You have enormous potential and the ability to turn all of your goals into reality" - This clearly hints to his reality-wrapping power. Noting how the camera shows Agatha, she might suspect it to, given he's Wanda's son.

“Reunion” - Okay, he might not be getting Tommy, but this is a hint of someone else. Who? I really don’t know, it could be Wanda or Vision..

Agatha’s card - Three of Swords - As Lilia read, “Heartbreak, sorrow, grief”, it gives me the impression that Agatha is going through her buried trauma right now.

Billy’s card - Tower reversed - As Lilia read, “Disaster, destruction, sudden upheaval, but reversed, it means miraculous transformation”, this clearly hints about his future journey. And they can make it go both ways.

[to-be-a-dreamer]

A brain dump of thoughts after Agatha All Along ep 6:

Okay but like. The parallels between Agatha and Billy that we get to see now????

Both of their mothers chose to protect other people, complete strangers, over their own children??? Like. We know Wanda made the right choice, sacrificing her family for the greater good, but in her own twisted way did Evanora believe she was doing the same? Did she ever love her daughter? On some deep level, beneath the anger and hatred and warped sense of justice did it hurt her to try to kill her own child? She believed Agatha would bring countless death and destruction, that she was destined to be evil. As warped as her justifications were did she see it as a selfless sacrifice like Wanda's? Does that make it right? Does Billy have as much reason as Agatha to be angry with his mother for choosing to let him and his brother die? Do her truly selfless intentions matter to a child was just desperate to survive? Will he be able to forgive Wanda before that resentment is used against him? Is Agatha just trying to manipulate him by taunting him about Wanda or does she truly see a bit of herself in a child whose mother tried to kill him? (Edited)

Both of them were forced to do something horrible just to survive??? Agatha had to murder her own family. Billy had to steal the body of a boy who had just died. He had to pretend to be the child of these poor unsuspecting parents who just want their son back. Who have no idea their child is dead. The Kaplans will never get to bury William. He has to look them in the eye every single day knowing he's not really their son but what else was he supposed to do? He hates what he's doing to these people but what choice did he have? Could he even control it or did his soul instinctively seek out a new vessel to protect itself? Agatha was just a child who didn't want to die. Billy was just a child who didn't want to die. Were they selfish? Could they control it? Can we truly blame them if they could?

Both of them do terrible things when they feel backed into a corner or overwhelmed or emotional??? Things that they come to regret as soon as the emotions clear??? Billy looked horrified when he finally realized what he had done to Lilia and Jen but he's an intensely powerful and traumatized child who was overcome with grief and anger. Do we really think every single one of Agatha's kills was 100% self-defense? Do we really think she never killed someone in a fit of anger only to regret it after? And maybe Agatha has come to accept and embrace that now but she must have been like Billy when she was young. (Billy is literally the same age Agatha was when she killed her coven and was even younger when he took William's body) She must have been horrified at her power, at the things she did when she felt trapped. She must have bent over backward trying to defend herself and justify her own actions before realizing no one would believe she didn't want to do those things so she might as well embrace her power to its fullest potential ("I'm not that nice").

Both of them are walking the road for someone they lost??? I know Agatha says she's on the road for her power back but that's not how the road works, right? It doesn't give you what you want it gives you what you're missing. I think if Agatha was really able to get anything at all in the world, it wouldn't be her magic. Agatha is looking for Nicky. Billy is looking for Tommy. I don't know if either of them will really get that at the end but they are absolutely in this for the same reason.

I know there are mixed responses to this episode (at least when I first scrolled through the tag) but I for one really enjoyed it. I was really worried they were going to half-ass the explanation for why Billy was being Like This and fuck up one of the only queer Marvel Comics characters but comparing his actions to Agatha's and showing us this kid who is SO MUCH like how Agatha must have been when she was his age is so much fun actually. Like, it would have been really great but pacing-wise we probably couldn't have spent the necessary time going back into Agatha's past and diving deep into her progression from "scared child who does horrible things out of desperation for survival" to "cutthroat witch who is more than eager to hurt and betray others for her own personal gain". But we get to see it happen to Billy over the rest of the season and maybe even multiple MCU projects!!! Or maybe we'll get to see him make different choices. Maybe Agatha will be able to give him the chance no one gave her. Maybe history doesn't have to repeat itself. Maybe Billy's journey will give Agatha the chance to change her own story once and for all.

Idk this is really rambly and maybe my opinion will change as I think about it more but my first reactions are positive. Yeah on a meta level it sucks that the wlw couple is moving so slowly in their own show while the young, conventionally attractive mlm couple got to kiss within their first few minutes of screentime and they probably could have put in the effort to intentionally combat the miserable lesbians trope. But on a story level, I'm personally glad they're not rushing Agatha and Rio's arc. They're definitely going to get their moment but the reason they're so compelling is because of their history and the tragedy between them. We don't have all the details of what really happened between them yet but I don't think it's something you can just kiss and make up about. Billy and Eddie are teenagers with no real baggage between them. Agatha and Rio have possibly centuries of hurt and anger and betrayal to work through Let Them Cook! It'll be that much sweeter and their relationship is one of the CORE overarching plots of the show you don't want them to rush it. (Also I personally am too ace for the "we're gonna make up by having hot sex about it" type of conflict resolution and would have hated if Agatha and Rio were intimate before sorting at least some of their shit out but that's just me ik a lot of people would have enjoyed it and I'm sure it could have been really compelling but I actually cannot stand those kinds of plots most of the time.)

Also just keep in mind that the only other named queer characters we've had in the MCU literally ever are Phastos and Ben in the Eternals and like. Yeah it shouldn't have taken this long for a queer lead but the massive jump??? We went from one character (out of like ten mains) whose partner has minimal personality traits and like five minutes of screen time to a show with two main character on-screen queer romances!!!! In the Marvel Cinematic Universe??? And one of them is a season-long complex and interesting story that is a central plot of the series and not just half-baked fanservice!!! And one is just sweet innocent love between kids who care about each other!!! I do wish wlw stories didn't always have to come with attractive cis gay men but do y'all understand how huge this is for the MCU????? It shouldn't have taken this long and we can definitely criticize the negative tropes the show falls victim to but net positive progress is always something to be happy about. If you're not familiar with the greater MCU and the history of Marvel in general just understand that this is actually insane for them and I'm so excited for the doors that just opened for future queer storylines, but that can only happen if we show Marvel that, yes we do want queer characters being openly intimate on screen. Be happy for Billy, keep being happy for Agatha and Rio during all stages of their story and maybe we'll get to see more of this!!!

[belovas-vest]

Still waking up beneath it all

Pairing: Agatha & Rio Rating: G Words: 1,112 Summary: Agatha recalls the last time someone enjoyed her company. A/N: It's been a minute and I am swamped with things, so I apologize in advance for the typos & errors. Title from The Love You Want by Sleep Token.

“I like it here,” Billy says to Agatha, holding Señor Scratchy.

Here, in this home, Billy likes it. A normally empty home except on the nights when the wind howls the windows and Señor Scratchy's water bottle rattles against the cage. Then she’s reminded of ghosts from the past; the voice of a child that sounds a lot like Billy and Tommy’s and one that sounds like Wanda–dry and sarcastic. It all cuts deep into her chest, right into the middle of her lower ribs as she recalls the last time someone had said that to her. It was centuries ago, she knows; before she hid behind the Dark Hold because hiding behind power was easier than dealing with the unresolved pain of growing under the thumb of a mother who could only see her as malefic. 

Billy likes it though and Agatha can recall the last time someone had said those words to her, or at least the first time they were uttered by someone she can’t ever seem to outrun because her heart is settled in her chest, and there’s no escaping that.

The house of 1745 sat in a secluded wood miles from town. It was better that way, Agatha thought. It kept her safe, more so than anything else; coveted away from the everyday mortal who might see past her prickly exterior and fake husband. More importantly, it brought her peace–something, until she had gotten away from her mother, had been hard to come by. The windows of the house rattle in the winter storm, the crackling fire burns its warmth in the kitchen, and Agatha looks at the dried herbs hanging across the wall beside her. She’s not sure what Rio wants of these, she just knows that Rio had asked her to collect some for the stew she would be making for dinner – for her. 

“You really don’t have to,” Agatha says nervously when Rio offers to make dinner for the other witch and keep her company during this wicked snowstorm. 

“I’d like to,” Rio said simply, already cutting into a slab of meat. 

“You’re being too kind to a woman who slammed a door in your face,” Agatha responds, thinking to just a few hours ago when Rio had come by unexpectedly. Then the snow was only just starting to fall and the clouds hadn’t quite swirled into something more sinister. Agatha hadn’t seen the woman in just over 50 years, yet when Agatha finally let Rio in, they had fallen into a comfortable conversation in the living room as they caught up on what was going on with their lives. 

“I think you fear your mother would somehow appear and berate you for seeing me,” Rio says softly, almost too casually as if she’s not reading Agatha like a book, read through so thoroughly the corners have bent, the spine frayed, and splotches with coffee stains.

Agatha’s not sure what to say, but she grabs a bundle of herbs for Rio and sets them gently beside the other woman. She gives Rio an appreciative look, unsure when it had happened that Rio was so understanding of her. “Well then,” she starts with a bit more energy to her voice, as she turns, rolling her sleeves up as she walks towards the living space, “I will make sure we have a nice table to eat at.” 

Her lips twitch into a smile before she moves to place candles on the table and arranges dried flowers as the centerpiece. Over the fire, she sets a small cauldron and places apples, orange peels, and cinnamon sticks in it. Needless to say, by the time she and Rio have finished their tasks, it feels like a husband and wife sitting down for a romantic dinner. Agatha thinks for a brief moment how silly that must be to think two women could do the same. Yet there’s a warm, cozy smell wafting in the room from the cauldron, and an adoring look in Rio’s eyes as she laughs at Agatha’s humiliating story of having to suddenly hide her use of magic while trying to gather fish at the nearby river, that makes her think she might not be silly after all.

“This is nice,” Rio says before taking a sip of wine, “I like it here. You’re good to be around when you’re not being bristly.” There’s a small tug at the edge of her lips and her tone, although dry, errs on teasing from what Agatha recalls – though it has been half a century since she’s seen Rio, so she could always be wrong about the other woman. Yet, Agatha settles in whatever familiarity of Rio she can hold on to. After all, Rio had been the first and only witch to offer her kindness before the trial. 

“Bristly?” Her brow cocks at Rio. 

Rio hums as she sets the cup down. “You were quite… prickly when we first met, you know. Or at least you can be when you’re upset.” 

“Says Death.” Agatha counters with a frown, feeling defensive. 

Rio seems to soften at Agatha’s defensiveness, “I’m happy to see you outside of your mother’s hold.” 

“I didn’t mean to–” Agatha starts, wanting to explain that night to Rio, but Rio’s hand reaches out for hers and the touch alone causes her to hold her breath. 

“You don’t have to apologize for keeping yourself alive.” Rios’ voice is serious as her thumb brushes across the top of Agatha’s hand. “I don’t blame you, Agatha. I didn’t come here seeking your apologies or guilt.” 

“Then why did you?” Agatha looks at their hands before looking back at Rio. 

Rio’s eyes fall from Agatha’s face and her lips purse in thought. Her head shakes slightly as she bites her lip and then finally looks back at Agatha. She moves her hand from Agatha’s and Agatha wonders why she misses Rio’s touch so much. Yet Agatha watches as Rio reaches for one of the dried flowers. “I like your company,” she says as if the compliment is foreign to her, but her fingers brush over the rest of the flowers, she brings them all back to life. Perhaps the compliment is foreign after all, Agatha thinks, knowing her time spent with Rio in the 1600s, although friendly, had never been as soft as the way Rio is currently looking at her right now, face illuminated by the burning candles. Perhaps foreign feelings and words aren’t so bad. She certainly doesn’t mind the foreign feeling of Rio’s hand returning to hers. 

Billy’s next words shatter the memory, “You’re quiet Agnes.” 

He doesn’t even know who she is.

A deeper part of her wishes he did.

Rio did.

[bloomingflowersthings]

That’s how she knows

Author’s note: Yayy! I’m back!! Finally got some time to finish my fics!! thank you for your patience <3

Pairings: WandaNat, WandaNat x toddler!reader, WandaNat x child!reader

Warnings: crappy enchanted-inspired title, tooth rotting fluff, WandaNat family, two redheads finally getting to be happy.

AU! where Wanda and Natasha are dating!! (no vision, srry). Wanda had the twins billy and tommy using ~magic~ and natasha adopted a baby from the red room when she took it down.

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Natasha and Wanda were trying to start a relationship. They just worked well together and loved each other deeply. However, they were taking small steps because of their kids.

Wanda had twin boys, Billy and Tommy, who were 7 years old. They were well behaved, easygoing, smart kids.

And Natasha had you, a girl adopted by her from the red room. When she took dreykov’s scheme down, Yelena surveyed the area to find people that could’ve gotten hurt in the process. But in one of the rooms she found a newborn baby, who had probably been kidnapped from her family to be the youngest widow on training. The blonde called her sister panicking, and Natasha didn’t think twice. You were her baby.

Two years have passed since she brought you home and you were turning yourself into a confident, strong and funny little girl. And the black widow was turning herself into a mother.

The boys knew about her mom going on dates and they were supportive of her, and you were too young to really understand what was going on, but you really liked Wanda and the boys.

Natasha wanted to take a step further and ask Wanda to be her girlfriend, but something was keeping her from doing it. She was so used to living alone with you that she couldn’t really see how things would work if she lived with Wanda.

How it would be like to build a family?

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Today was being a slow day. It was saturday, which meant Nat didn’t went to the compound and you also didn’t have to go to daycare. You were sleeping in late, which was unusual but the widow wasn’t complaining, that way you were sleeping more and she could prepare breakfast for the both of you calmly.

As she was finishing cutting some strawberries, you came to the kitchen in your PJs and with teary eyes.

“Mama… I feel yucky” You whined, rubbing at your eyes.

“Sweetie, what happened?” Your mama walked over you to pick you up. “Oh my, you’re burning up!” She said, laying her hand on your forehead.

You sobbed quietly and burrowed your face on her neck.

Natasha was heartbroken. You were always bubbly and happy and it was obvious that you were feeling awful. She never had to deal with a sick kid before so she was nearly panicking. How could she take care of you properly if she had no idea of how to do it?

“Hhah'ktshi! Hki'tshiew!” You sneezed down your little hands, facing away from her. The redhead was glad that you were polite even if you were still really young.

“Aw, bless you.” She said, while reaching for a tissue from the box that sat at the countertop to wipe your nose.

Suddenly, her phone ringed, prompting you to whine quietly, the sound of the ringtone making your head hurt.

“Shh… it’s okay.” She sat down on the couch, holding you while picking up her phone.

Shoot. It was Wanda. You had agreed that you’d go on a date with her and the kids at the movie theater. But looking at the flushed toddler on her lap, she understood that movie night had to be postponed.

“Hi Wands!”

“Hi Natty! I’m just calling to confirm our movie night today? the boys are really excited about it!” The witch said happily.

“Darling i’m sorry, I don’t think we’re going to be able to-“

“Hhh'ishiew! Eiiishiew! hhii’eshhiew!” You sneezed, wincing at the pressure caused on your sinuses.

“Bless you! is that Y/N?” She asked worriedly

“Yes, she just woke up and she’s miserable Wands, I have no idea of what to do, I never cared for a sick kid before, what should-“

“Sweetie calm down.” Wanda cut her girlfriend from her ramblings.

“I know it’s scary when our babies get sick. I’ve been there. Right now i’m gonna need you to pack a bag, and come over to my house. I’m gonna help you take care of her.”

“Oh Wands, I don’t want to be any trouble for you, I can figure something out.” Natasha said, not wanting to be a burden to her girlfriend.

“Nat, let me help you, I love you, I love Y/N and I want to get her to feel better, and I also want to be here for you, I don’t want you to be alone in this.”

She loves Y/N… that made Natasha smile for the first time that day.

“Okay darling, i’m coming, thank you so much!”

“Don’t mention it! See you soon”

Hanging up the phone, Nat tried to get you to lay down on the couch so she could gather your belongings. It took a while because your fever made you clingy, but you eventually calmed down, falling into a light sleep.

After packing your things, Natasha picked you up carefully, enveloping you in your favorite blanket.

“Hh-h'ktshi! H hheh'tsh!” You sneezed softly, rubbing at your itchy eyes.

“Hey princess, I need you to stop rubbing your eyes, your gonna hurt them okay?”

You nodded, coughing slightly and Nat winced at the sound of your congested chest.

“Do you know what? we’re visiting auntie Wands, isn’t that cool?” Your mama asked, trying to cheer you up.

“Play date?”

“Yes, like a playdate.”

“Yaaay.” You cheered tiredly.

Nat smiled at your cuteness and got the both of you in the car, buckling your seatbelt and draping your blanket over you.

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“Boys, I need to talk to you!” Wanda called out for the kids, who were playing in the backyard.

“I didn’t do anything, I promise!” Tommy said as he ran over to his mom.

“Your not in trouble silly, I just want to talk.” Wanda chuckled.

“Is everything alright?” Billy asked, giving his mom a side hug as they all sat at the bench in the balcony.

“Well, not really… I just called Nat to confirm our movie night, but Y/N is sick so they’re probably not going.”

“Wait, but she’s okay, right?” Billy asked, worried about you.

“She’s not doing too well buddy, but I think it’s just a cold.”

“Aww, if she’s sick we’re also not going mom, I wouldn’t have a lot of fun thinking that she’s not feeling good.” Tommy said, frowning at the thought of the sick toddler.

Wanda brushed her hand through her son’s hair, proud of his actions. “You guys are so kind.”

“Mom, can we visit her?” Billy asked. “We could make her company.”

“And you would see auntie Nat!” Tommy added, winking.

The witch laughed at her son’s antics. “Guys, I actually told Nat to come over to the weekend. Y/N has never been sick before and Nat was really nervous so I thought we could help.”

“Mom, that was a great idea!” Tommy smiled.

“Yeah, we promise we’ll behave and be the best doctors!” Billy said.

“Thank you for being so understanding, I’m really happy with you both.” She said, hugging the twins.

“Does that mean we’ll have extra ice cream for dessert?” Billy asked.

“Hmm… I’m going to think about it.” Wanda said, getting up as the doorbell rang. “Now go and play, Y/N is probably sleeping, if I need any help I’ll just ask the best doctors in the city.” She winked.

With that, the boys began to run around the backyard again.

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At the front door, there was an anxious redhead with a clearly distressed kid clinging to her. You were flushed and shivering in your sleep, and Nat just looked shaken, Wanda had never seen the both of you like this before.

“Hey guys, come in.” The witch said, while grabbing the backpack from her girlfriend’s back, in a attempt to get some weight from her.

“Thank you so much Wanda, you’re the best.” Natasha said, pulling the ginger into a hug.

“No problem darling, come on, let’s sit down.”

As both women sat on the couch, you were laid in between them, with your head on Wanda’s lap.

“Tsk poor thing, you’re not feeling well huh?” Wanda said, rubbing circles on your back as you whimpered in your sleep.

“She fell asleep in the car but I think her temperature has risen.” Your mama said, looking anxiously at her girlfriend to see if she had any ideas to get you feeling better.

Placing her delicate hands on your forehead and cheeks, the witch stated: “Natty, I think she’s a bit too warm for my liking, can you grab the thermometer on my bathroom cabinet?”

The widow quickly got up to retrieve the device, afterall, she had been to Wanda’s house enough times to know where she kept things.

“I got it.”

“Kitten, can I get your blanket for a moment?” Wanda asked, running her hands through your beautiful curls. You nodded, if you weren’t so out of it you would have asked her why she wanted your blankie, but right now you just didn’t have the energy to do so.

At the sudden loss of warmth, you started shaking more noticeably, earning worried looks from both women.

“Try and stay still princess, I promise it’ll be quick.” Your mama said as your auntie placed the thermometer in your mouth, hugging you tight.

“39.2, I really don’t like this fever Natty.” Wanda said as the device gave it’s verdict.

“Oh goodness, what should we do?”

“What about you give her a shower? try to lower that fever so we can properly feed and medicate her?” She said, moving you to your mama’s arms.

“That’s a good idea, what bathroom can I use?”

“You should go to my room, it’s more comfortable.”

“Ok, I’m going.” Nat said. “Hey bug, we’re going to take a nice shower now okay?” She cooed, entering Wanda’s room.

As the witch searched for some medicine in the cupboards, the twins entered the kitchen, slightly out of air because they were playing tag.

“Hey mom! where’s Y/N?”

“Hi boys, she’s taking a shower, why don’t you do the same? you’re kinda sweaty.”

“Okay!!”

The boys ran upstairs to shower and Wanda finally found the bottle of medicine. She gathered everything that she could need, like tissues and the thermometer and made her way to her room.

Entering the bedroom, Nat had already finished cleaning and dressing you. The witch approached the chair where Natasha was sitting with you on her lap. Your shivering decreased noticeably and you weren’t as pale as before, but you were still quiet and looking miserable.

“Hey princess, are you all clean?” Wanda asked, kneeling down to your level.

You nodded and made grabby hands, signaling the witch that you wanted to be held by her.

She’s so precious. The woman thought to herself as she picked you up, raising her hand to your forehead to feel that your fever wasn’t as high as before.

“She adores you. Whenever we go out she keeps talking about you.” The redhead stated, giving a kiss to her girlfriend’s cheek.

“Aww, is it true Y/N? do you like me?”

You hummed in agreement and started caressing her ear, something that you only did to your mama. For some reason, you trusted Wanda and you could feel your mama’s happiness whenever she was around.

“Let’s go prepare lunch? I bet you’re hungry.” Wanda asked the redhead.

“I’m helping you.”

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While the two adults were preparing some lunch, you were sitting on the couch with the boys, watching finding nemo. It was peaceful, until your nose started tickling.

“Hehh…”

“Don’t cover with your hands.” Billy alerted, making you lose the need to sneeze. He got up and brought the tissues for when you needed them.

“If you need to sneeze, try to cover with these, ok?”

You nodded and gave him a thumbs up. Nat and Wanda smiled at each other, admiring the way that you got along well.

“Hh-“ The tickle returned and you didn’t got enough time to pull the tissues, prompting Tommy to use his super speed to help you.

“Heh’iishioo! Hu’tshhiew! Hhheh'tsh!” You sneezed down the tissues that the boy used to cover your nose.

“Bless you.” The boys said in unison. “I’m going to wash my hands.” Tommy added.

“They’re so cute.” Wanda whispered to Nat not wanting to interrupt the interaction.

“The boys are so precious, they get it from you.” Nat purred, making the other woman blush.

“Guys, food’s ready!” Wanda announced, prompting you to make your way to the table.

Everyone sat down to eat and you got secured in the high chair that Wanda had in the house just for you. Nat finished eating quickly so she could feed you.

As she started spoon feeding you, your throat started hurting a lot. It was like there was a thousand needles prickling you. And it made tears fill your eyes. However you were well educated, so you forcefully swallowed the soup, making tears fill your eyes.

“Ow…” You whimpered quietly, crying at the pain that you felt.

“What happened baby?” Nat asked, catching the tears that rolled down your cheek.

“Hurts…”

“Don’t cry. Where do you hurt?” Wanda asked, holding your hand.

“Mom, her throat must be hurting.” Billy said.

“Yeah, that’s why she’s so quiet.” Tommy added.

“Is that it sweetie, your throat hurts?”

You nodded, sobbing quietly.

“Let’s try to eat a little bit more? Can you try that?” Your mama asked. You hadn’t eaten all day and she couldn’t give you medicine on an empty stomach.

You shook your head no. You were exhausted and feeling yucky and you didn’t wanted to eat or take medicine.

“Y/N, what about this, you try to eat a little bit more, and take your medicine like a brave girl, and when your fever lowers I can give you a popsicle. Would you like that?”

You nodded slowly.

“If you’re too scared we can take some medicine so you see it’s not a big deal!” Tommy offered.

“That’s so sweet, but it won’t be necessary, medicine is only for sick people.” Nat thanked the boy, messing with his hair.

You ate a little more and the boys cheered when you took your medicine without complaining.

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You guys had a peaceful afternoon, with the boys playing legos with you and the both women just chilling and chatting. However, with the eventful day you had, you were starting to get sleepy. Noticing how tired you were, Wanda spoke up: “Hey guys, how about we call it a day? I bet you’re exhausted.”

“Yeah, I’m kinda tired.” Billy admitted.

“Okay, Nat, i’m just going to put the boys to slee-

“Mom, how about aunt Nat put us to sleep?” Tommy said, wanting some more time with the redhead.

The witch looked over at her girlfriend, who had the biggest smile on her face.

“Of course I can put you to sleep! I’d love to!”

With that, the boys kissed Wanda and you good night and made their way to the bedroom along Natasha.

After tucking the boys in, Natasha sat in the middle of both beds, holding the boys hands until they’d fall asleep.

“Did you know that our mom loves you?” Tommy said, breaking the silence.

After processing what the boy had just said, Nat asked: “Did she say that?”

“It’s obvious that she loves you, just look at the way she looks at you.” Billy stated. “We also love you, and Y/N. Do you love us too?”

“I do boys. I love you guys and I love your mom.”

“So why you haven’t asked to marry her yet?”

Nat chuckled. “It’s not that simple guys, something like this would change our lives forever, and you’re really young yet.”

“I’d like that change…” Tommy said.

“I’d also like it, very much.” The redhead said, getting up and kissing the twin’s foreheads.

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Entering the living room, Natasha saw the most beautiful scene in front of her.

Wanda was rocking you so sleep, singing you a sokovian lullaby. You were already asleep in her arms, looking peaceful and happy.

That’s when Nat decided that she would love to get home everyday to this scene.

That she would love to put the boys to bed.

That she would love to always help Wanda cooking.

That she would love to see you growing along with the twins.

That this was her family. And she wanted to spend the rest of her life like this.

[galaxysupreme17]

The Young Avengers Vs Loki

Y/n = Your Name

The night was cold, and the streets of New York City were unusually quiet, but the Young Avengers were anything but calm. Loki had returned, and the god of mischief was wasting no time making his presence known. Y/n Maximoff-Harkness, the 17-year-old daughter of Agatha Harkness and Wanda Maximoff, stood alongside her team in the Avengers Tower briefing room. A hologram of the city displayed a series of magical traps scattered across key locations.

"We have to be fast," Y/n said, glancing at the map with a furrowed brow. "Loki's not messing around this time."

Her twin brothers, Tommy and Billy, flanked her, both exchanging anxious glances. Yelena leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, her usual bravado giving way to a flicker of concern. Kate Bishop, Peter Parker, and James Rogers were gathered around the table, their faces set in determination.

"Okay, team," Kate said, breaking the tension. "What's the plan? We can't just wander into his traps blind."

"We need to split up," Y/n suggested, her voice steady despite the nerves bubbling inside her. "We can cover more ground that way and disarm the traps before they cause any chaos."

"Let's get to it then," Peter chimed in, adjusting his web-shooters. "We don't have all night."

"Agreed," Y/n replied, steeling herself. She could feel her purple magic pulsating under her skin, a reminder of her heritage and the weight of expectations that came with it.

The first trap awaited them in Central Park. As the team arrived, the trees loomed overhead, casting eerie shadows. The air crackled with magical energy. In the center of the park stood a seemingly innocuous fountain, but Y/n could sense the dark magic swirling around it.

"Careful," she warned, stepping forward. "It's linked to a time spell. If we mess this up, we could get trapped in a time loop."

"Great, a never-ending trip to the park," Yelena muttered, rolling her eyes but taking the threat seriously.

Y/n extended her hands, feeling the soft purple glow of her magic come to life. "Tommy, I need you to scout the area for any hidden traps while I analyze this one. Billy, help me stabilize the magic once we start disarming it."

Tommy sped around the fountain, checking for any additional dangers while Billy concentrated on channeling his magic. Y/n could feel the intricate layers of the spell, each one woven like a delicate thread.

"Alright, on three," Y/n said, her heart racing. "One... two... three!"

With a deep breath, she unleashed her magic, a brilliant wave of purple light washing over the fountain. The spell began to unravel before her, but just as she thought they had it under control, a torrent of water shot up, creating a swirling vortex.

"Peter!" Y/n shouted. "Catch it before it collapses!"

Peter swung into action, webbing the vortex as it threatened to spiral out of control. "I've got it!" he yelled, pulling it together with sheer willpower.

With a final burst of energy, Y/n focused and disarmed the trap. The vortex collapsed harmlessly into a pool of water. The team let out a collective sigh of relief.

"Nice work, Y/n!" Kate cheered, giving her a high-five.

But their moment of victory was short-lived. A familiar voice echoed through the park, smooth and mocking.

"Well done, little witch."

Y/n stiffened, recognizing the taunting tone. Loki materialized beside a tree, a smirk plastered across his face. "But tell me, do you really think you can outwit me? You're not your mothers, after all."

Her heart sank, his words digging into her insecurities. "I don't need to be them. I'm good enough on my own," Y/n replied, trying to keep her voice steady.

Loki laughed, a sound full of malice. "Are you? Because from where I'm standing, you seem like a child playing with powers far beyond your control."

Before Y/n could respond, Loki vanished in a flash of green light, leaving behind an echoing chuckle that sent chills down her spine.

The traps kept coming. The Young Avengers faced more magical challenges-each one more treacherous than the last. In Times Square, they encountered a portal that nearly sucked them into an alternate dimension, forcing Y/n to conjure protective shields. In the subway, they fought off enchanted creatures that sprang from the shadows, using their powers in concert to fend them off.

With every challenge, Y/n felt Loki's taunting presence hovering just out of reach. His words echoed in her mind, planting seeds of doubt about her abilities and her identity. "You'll never live up to them, little witch. You're nothing more than a shadow."

Despite the growing unease, Y/n continued to lead her team. They made a formidable force-Tommy's speed, Billy's magic, and Peter's quick thinking complemented her own abilities perfectly. Kate's archery skills and Yelena's combat expertise rounded out the team, allowing them to navigate through each obstacle.

The final trap awaited them in the heart of the city-a massive illusion that made the entire block feel like a maze of mirrors, with Loki's voice whispering from every direction.

"Give up, Y/n. You'll never beat me."

Y/n stood in the center of the maze, her team scattered around her. The reflections twisted and distorted, creating an overwhelming sense of confusion. Her heart raced, and the pressure of Loki's words pushed against her like a physical weight.

"I can't... I can't do this," Y/n whispered, her voice cracking.

But then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw her brothers. Tommy, with his usual enthusiasm, flashed her a thumbs-up. Billy stood tall, his blue eyes steady and reassuring. "You've got this, Y/n. Remember what you did before."

The encouragement reignited a spark within her. She looked at her friends, each of them counting on her. "No. I'm not giving up," she declared, her voice gaining strength. "We're in this together."

Y/n closed her eyes, focused on the warm energy swirling within her, and summoned every ounce of magic she could muster. A brilliant purple glow surged from her hands, illuminating the maze. The mirrors cracked and shattered one by one, and in the center of the destruction stood Loki, his smirk faltering.

"Clever girl," he muttered, surprise etched across his face.

With newfound confidence, Y/n stepped forward, determined. "I'm not just my mothers' daughter. I'm Y/n Maximoff-Harkness, and I've got my own magic."

Before Loki could respond, she raised her hands and formed a spell in the air. "This ends now!"

With a flash of purple light, Y/n trapped Loki in his own illusion. His laughter turned to frustration as he found himself ensnared, the reflection of his own tricks turned against him.

As the night came to an end, Y/n stood on the rooftop of the Avengers Tower, gazing out over the city lights that twinkled like stars against the dark sky. The adrenaline from the night's adventure still coursed through her veins, but she couldn't shake the nagging doubts that lingered from Loki's taunts.

She didn't notice Wanda and Agatha until they stepped into the shadows beside her, both watching her with pride.

"You did well tonight," Wanda said softly, her voice warm with approval.

Y/n turned to her mothers, surprised and touched. "You were watching?"

"Of course," Agatha replied, her tone light but firm. "We wanted to see how you handled yourself."

Y/n's heart swelled with a mix of pride and apprehension. "I... I didn't know if I was good enough."

"Good enough?" Wanda laughed, the sound filled with love. "You were brilliant. You took charge and protected your team. You didn't need us to prove how strong you are."

Agatha stepped forward, her expression serious yet kind. "You faced Loki's manipulation head-on and emerged stronger. That's more than any of us could have done at your age."

Y/n smiled, feeling the warmth of their love and support surround her. But still, the shadows of doubt lingered. "What if I'm not as powerful as you both? What if I can't live up to your legacies?"

Wanda wrapped her arm around Y/n's shoulders, pulling her into a warm embrace. "Sweetheart, it's not about living up to our legacies. It's about creating your own. You're finding your path, and it's unique to you."

"Exactly," Agatha added, her eyes glinting with pride. "You're Y/n, and you're learning to wield your magic in ways that suit you. It's not a competition."

As Y/n absorbed their words, she felt the weight of her insecurities begin to lift. "You really think so?"

"Absolutely," Wanda said, kissing Y/n's forehead. "Just remember that every step you take is a step towards becoming who you're meant to be."

With a newfound sense of determination, Y/n stood taller. "Thanks, Mom. Both of you."

As they watched the city from the rooftop, Y/n realized that while she had more to learn, she was on her way to becoming her own hero. And in that moment, surrounded by the love of her family, she felt more powerful than ever.

[scarlet--wiccan]

We know Wanda loves Teddy (and I imagine she’d feel similarly about David, but at this point it wouldn’t shock me if Tommy’s never introduced them), but how do you think Luna would feel about Monet (assuming the relationship lasts long enough to get to the “meeting the kids stage”) and Billy and Tommy feel/felt about Jericho (I’m sure that happened off panel)?

(I just realized Monet’s sisters are probably younger than Luna because they’ve never seemed to age despite definitely being older than her when they were introduced (and Monet might be their primary caregiver, since they seem to live on Krakoa), so if you have any thoughts on that meeting feel free to share).

Billy has been on page with Jericho a few times. They've definitely met, and even though Billy has never had the opportunity to be super-involved in the magical community like Wanda, my general impression is that he knows of and respects a lot of those people.

Billy and Wanda understand each other very intuitively, and Billy was also a Big Time Wanda Fan™ before they ever met. He would support Wanda being with anyone she likes and trusts, as she obviously does with Jericho, and I imagine that he really appreciates how good this relationship is for her. Tommy, on the other hand, is just very protective, and I think that "family" is a circle that he has a hard time letting people into. It takes time for him to warm up to anybody getting close to his mother or brother-- he's very similar to Pietro that way.

Monet meeting Luna for the first time would probably be really funny, and I hope we get to see it on page someday. Monet is not disingenuous, by any measure, but she is very intentional about her presentation and she has a lot going on beneath the surface. Luna is a precocious child whose superpower is, effectively, seeing through people. Her first impressions are always right, and she's not afraid to make cutting observations. Depending on what she sees and how she voices it, she and Monet will either butt heads, or get on like a house on fire. Personally, I think Monet would appreciate Luna's intelligence and honestly, and I feel like Luna might enjoy getting to spend time around someone from a more... aristocratic background, like her.

[spellsword177]

Revisiting My Predictions for the Second Half of Agatha All Along

After Episode five, I put together a list of predictions as to where I thought the season was going. Now it’s just a matter of seeing how wrong I was.

1. I still stand behind my earlier assessment that Billy Kaplan was influencing, but not controlling the first two trials even if he was subconsciously doing it.

Like many others, I noticed it was strange how Billy was always in the middle of these trials and how the color blue always seems prominent.  I don’t think anyone predicted the Witches’ Road was just a con hatched by Agatha to steal magic over two and half centuries.  I’m not surprised it was all subconsciously done.  He is a Maximoff after all. I do find it interesting how the last few photos in the End Credits changed.  The child wearing a mask now has lifted up revealing a young William Kaplan (at around six or seven) dressed a witch being kissed by his mother on past Halloween.  Likewise, the last two photos are Bill Maximoff/William Kaplan’s room showing him as the creator of the Witches’ Road.

2. Billy has more secrets that will unfold in the next episode as we explore his history as well as Agatha and Rio's. Part of this was wishful thinking over episode six which would have been two hours long in this theory.  We did learn Billy’s backstory and how much he really knew about himself and his abilities.  Agatha’s secrets were much worse as always.

3. Regardless of whether it's true or not, Agatha believes Billy killed Sharon Davis, aka Mrs. Hart (Mr. Shart).

Yes, but no.  She believed Billy created the road and contributed to Sharon’s death, but not that he really killed her.  The long lost “Mr. Shart” will aways be amusing to me.

4. Billy and/or Rio will pull the other members out of the mud to continue on to the Air trial to take place in a castle. No one is feeling like playing nice anymore. This was largely what most people were predicting.  Interesting that the group was never quite whole again after the fourth trial.  I think this was mostly due to Rio (aka Lady Death) no longer feeling the need to play along as she finally knew the truth about Billy and how he created the Road. It was refreshing seeing Jen turn over a new leaf thanks to Lilia's influence

5. Lilia will die in her fairytale themed trial stabbed in the gut by one of the hanging Swords of Damocles or killed by a member of the Salem Seven while saving the others. It wasn’t too hard to see how Lilia was unlikely to survive her trial, but I’m pleased what actually happened was better than my prediction.  Episode seven was easily the best episode from the entire miniseries even though I’m slightly more partial to episode eight as my favorite.

6. Rio will reveal herself to be an agent true antagonist of the miniseries during the green trial seeming killing the remaining members of the coven [Agatha after she drained and killed both Billy and Jen without gaining their powers].

In the end, Agatha only killed Alice.  I believe Rio was responsible for the design of the Earth trial as it was not quite as detailed or imaginative as the other trials Billy clearly created.  The idea of a type of limbo was stretching it.

7. We will see Alice again as she awakens on the other side of the veil and is soon joined by the others. Wishful thinking based on previously released footage.  We did see Alice, but only long enough for her to follow Death into the afterlife. I'm sad we didn't get to see more from Alice, but accept that the dead cannot be brought back in this series. 8. Agatha will remove [restore] Billy's last block that has been preventing him from achieving his true potential [magic] at the mental institution trial that will appear in the final episode. This is potentially the afterlife [or purgatory] as Jen also appears. This was a misinterpretation of the images we saw involving the last trial.  In the end, she did help Billy, but he did the work of finding Tommy in the either and placing him in the body of a drowning Thomas Shepherd.  It released him from the Witches’ Road and enabled him to finally become Wiccan. I'm glad Jen was also able to become unbound. Not surprising the work Agatha would put in if the price is right.

9. The last battle will be Agatha Harkness and Wiccan squaring off against Death and Mephisto. The other witches may join them. I largely wasn’t wrong about the final battle, but I clearly fell down the Mephisto hole so many have done before.  This series was always about Billy, Agatha, and Death.

10. Rio may be released from Mephisto's control along with the other members of the coven, and the witches leave the road by crawling out the earth just outside of Westview starting with Jen.

This was just plain reaching on my part.  Death was never evil, just unhealthily obsessed with the wrong woman.  Agatha hated following the rules and hated Death for not being able to break them. This made them incompatible in the long run. I look forward to rewatching this series in the future and seeing what else may unfold in the Adventures of Billy and Agatha, Ghostwitch.

[amagicdoctor]

Really quickly I want to return back to Doctor Strange and the Sorcerer Supremes to talk about one of the many many big moments of the series. And that was towards the end when it was revealed that a future version of Valeria Richards would become a antagonistic sorcerer like Doctor Doom.

I absolutely LIVE for– storylines where the next gen takes an unexpected alternative path– preferably one for evil. The Valeria we know is still a kid and has a lot of time to think about her future, and she has a lot of opportunities to pursue different paths based on all the awesome adults around here.

In this particular series though, what I love is that there’s just so much left unsaid in this storyline that you can’t think of all the stories left untold here. But I can imagine a few….. 😏

There’s a seriously cool potential future written here where Valeria wants to become not only a sorcerer, but the one above it all– an actual Supreme.

Just imagine, for a second, her world. Imagine her becoming burnt out with science. The world already has her father (one who is getting older btw) and Lunella (who is already a girl her age who wants to go down the path of good). So she sees that there’s already people in her same category of science/intelligence. She thinks: “the world doesn’t need two of everything, I want to be unique!” Her brother is already phenomenal, maybe by the time he’s in his 20s, and she in her early teens, Franklin is already being scouted by many superhero teams, or becoming a researcher/adventurer of his own right. And Franklin, in comparison to her, has always seen such love and support from his community because of his abilities. But Valeria was never unique in that way, she was never a mutant. Sure, she had intelligence, but so did a hell of a lot of people and they had more practice and recognition than she ever did. So, as I said before, here she is, early teens, burnt out, wanting to be different, wanting someone to want her, to need her like they do with the other members of her family. Now imagine her being this teen, old enough to be independent and choosing her own path and that path being Dr. Doom!!

Regardless of if you’d like to take my headcanons into account or not, Dr. Doom had a lot of influence in both Franklin and Valeria’s formative years. Valeria more so because Marvel has shown a lot of evidence that they become close to one another and form a very special father/daughter bond. Now, taking that into account, perhaps Valeria wanted to abandon becoming a famous researcher, perhaps she’s now interested more in the mystic arts. Yeah, maybe Dr. Strange could have been a choice of mentorship, but Valeria was more so drawn to Victor first and foremost because of that kind of parental bond they shared. If anyone would teach her to master magic, it would be Victor, no doubt about it.

So there she is, a teen, and with Victor, would grow into her late 30s/40s, working strictly and tirelessly under Victor’s demand. And you can imagine it being hell. Victor’s already hard on himself because half of him was always in competition with other people, now he puts that type of thinking into his daughter’s head too.

Now imagine Valeria being molded into the almost perfect sorcerer but it not being enough for the Vishatni’s standards because they already had their eye on another “golden child.” Imagine Valeria growing up in an environment where she’s always being compared to– always underperforming– always letting Victor down– never being good enough in the eyes of the father she betrayed her original family for.

Billy on the other hand, was always supported, always loved, had his original family to stand up for him, to advocate for him. Billy, on the other hand, had Teddy, Tommy, his mother Wanda, Dr. Strange and so many great people fighting for him in his corner. Billy– wasn’t molded, he was elevated. The Vishanti saw this, and wanted him to be their new champion. And he was, and he did. Dr. Strange retired quickly after and the tides of magic had changed on Earth. 

A growing resentment came between Victor and Valeria. Except Valeria was still working under the impression that she could still win. So like Baron Mordo and Dr. Strange’s relationship, Valeria and Billy became rivals– mostly one–sided on Billy’s part though. He would have wanted peaceful relations between him and Valeria, and not to repeat the sins of the past that their mentors had between themselves. But a storm had been brewing within Valeria ever since she was a youth, and that would not dissipate with just a few kind words.

I wouldn't say not having a title stopped her from being an amazing sorcerer, whether that was for evil or not. Valeria’s an engineer, a creative, she’s curious, always devoted herself to discovery, never stopped asking questions about anything. So she found the right line of work by dedicating the rest of her life to mastering magic. After all, there’s so many spells, so many worlds and cultures to visit. She hones this knowledge and adds it to her power, becoming as strong as she can be and then even more so. With her kind of drive and passion she’s definitely able to go far. 

Just!! AAAH. So many thoughts. Valeria moving away from being an average superhero like her parents or brother and just consuming herself in Doom’s need to make her become a Supreme. Such a juicy story waiting to be unfolded. I hope one day Marvel can return to this storyline and expand upon it.

[starsapphire]

i try not to read newer marvel comics for self care reasons. what are the billy and tommy demon souls

okay so basically there's this demon named mephisto who is essentially the satan of earth-616. (however he is not actually satan, because lucifer also exists as a separate entity in 616.) he rules over hell/hades. (but not hades hades, which is ruled over by pluto, who also exists as a separate entity in 616.) i assume you've encountered him at some point because he causes problems for literally every character in the marvel universe.

in the 80s vision/scarlet witch miniseries, wanda and vision really want kids, but unfortunately vision is not human and does not have a penis. or dna. obviously this put a cramp in wanda's plans. but she wants to have vision's little robobabies sooo bad that one day she wishes sooo hard, she magicks herself pregnant with vision's child. suprise! actually there are two of them. it's comics and also 1986 so just don't think too hard about it.

however! these children are not, like, real. because wanda made them up with magic. but despite that, they still had souls.

this is where mephisto comes in! at some point in another comic, franklin richards had blasted mephisto to smithereens. then a bunch of stuff happened, including wanda's pregnancy. now, mephisto is still sentient but also still disintegrated. in his quest to dis-disintegrate himself, mephisto searches for pieces of his soul, and targets billy and tommy. he explains to wanda and the west coast avengers that billy and tommy were formed from "slivers" of his soul. (this is because when wanda was wishing super hard, there was kind of black magic going on. wanda cannot create a soul, and basically found unused bits of mephisto and got pregnant with them.) anyway mephisto wants to absorb the twins/their souls. a guy called master pandemonium gets involved in the mephisto soul search and at one point this happens:

honestly it's not actually that important but i wanted you to see it.

anyway, mephisto reabsorbs billy and tommy's souls; they are essentially dead. there is some mind wiping that happens to keep wanda from going crazy about it. (it eventually fails and wanda goes crazy about it and kills millions of people but it's ok.) however! the slivers of mephisto's soul were so transformed by wanda's magic and reality warping that when he reabsorbed them, they weren't actually reabsorbed. this is how billy and tommy are reincarnated; the slivers of mephisto went back in time to become billy kaplan and tommy shepherd. again, comic logic. this was written in the mid 2000's though so the 80s are not an excuse.

i hope this was unhelpful but answered your question nevertheless. godspeed