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paint the town red - part ten

THE GREAT ADMIN WAR

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HUNGARY 2024

charles leclerc i'm sorry seb! you can't be mad at me.

sebastian vettel charles, you told the internet i had a crush on mark

charles leclerc but you did?

carlos sainz and you told them about his almost make-out with max.

ollie bearman we all saw that coming. i was around for mexico last year.

tony stark are you sleeping with the enemy leclerc?

charles leclerc no.

harley keener oh boy wait until this guy finds out who he is sleeping with

charles leclerc shut your fucking mouth keener!

tony stark i promised pepper i would stop being annoying

arthur leclerc WAIT- IS HE- OH MY GOD!

tony stark WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GET FROM THAT?

ollie bearman OH MY GOD! HOW IS HE THE GENIUS?

bianca stark-potts oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.

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me & bae

for context, this is what he sent me at 7:30 in the morning.

carol danvers added one person

wanda maximoff so he's bae now?

bianca stark-potts no? yelena belova she loooves him

kamala khan oh my god this is the best day of my life.

yelena belova that is a child.

carol danvers kamala is not a child.

queen shuri how old is she?

kamala khan i'm 16!

riri williams by the way, who's bianca seeing?

queen shuri charles

riri williams HER DRIVER?

natasha romanoff now that i think about he is exactly her type.

pepper potts goofy? michelle jones will most likely blush when she calls him a pet name? wanda maximoff flirts with his childhood rival? queen shuri green eyes? natasha romanoff exactly.

bianca stark-potts when have i ever dated someone like him?

yelena belova SO YOU ARE DATING?!

bianca stark-potts NO STOP IT!

kamala khan but she likes him!

bianca stark-potts WHO LET THE CHILD IN HERE?

carol danvers i have never been this interested in someone's love life before.

kamala khan that's because you were in space for the longest time and are now dating an asgardian. carol danvers KAMALA! kamala khan i'm getting the feeling that no one knew that.

natasha romanoff WHAT? WHO?

bianca stark-potts 10 bucks it's valkyrie

carlos danvers 10 bucks bianca's dating charles but won't admit it because she's afraid that natasha and wanda will do what they did last time.

wanda maximoff it was something perfectly normal to do.

bianca stark-potts YOU BROKE INTO HIS HOUSE! natasha romanoff and he ended up cheating on you so really, no regrets.

michelle jones does charles know that harry was the one who gave you the dog? the same dog who loves charles very much and that charles adores?

kate bishop OSBORN?

bianca stark-potts not my brightest moment

kate bishop EVERYONE KNOWS OSBORN IS THE BIGGEST DICKHEAD AROUND!!

bianca stark-potts HE WASN'T A DICKHEAD WHEN WE FIRST STARTED DATING!!

kate bishop HE'S ALWAYS BEEN A DICKHEAD! HE JUST TRICKED YOU!

peter parker heeyy, guess what i just found out talking to red bull's media admin.

isaiah atkins peter if this another genius idea to wage war against the other teams i will tie you against our hospitality.

peter parker that is aggressive. but no bianca's going to hate this.

harley keener oh this is gonna be good.

peter parker guess who red bull invited to the next gp.

tony stark oh no. bianca stark-potts i knew this was going to bite me in the ass when carol brought him up.

charles leclerc what are we talking about?

harley keener oh boy, i can't wait to see how this one will go down.

bianca stark-potts HARLEY SHUT THE FUCK UP!

tony stark seriously hungary of all places? why not miami or monaco? hell texas or vegas would be a better place.

tony stark can't believe the dickhead said yes.

sebastian vettel what the hell is he upset about now?

peter parker oh it's great, bianca's ex boyfriend is attending the hungarian grand prix with red bull. peter parker the same one who gave her the dog we all know and love

bianca stark-potts PETER!!

ollie bearman i thought you said a friend gave you that?

harley keener oh it gets better. he asked her out with the dog as a gift.

charles leclerc oh.

charles leclerc would you look at that i suddenly have something to do with my brother.

arthur leclerc we do? charles leclerc yes we do

tony stark what's wrong with him?

sebastian vettel how do you not get it?

peter parker i'm also confused.

ollie bearman you're both hopeless.

ex-boyfriend huh?

harry and i dated but i never brought him up because he cheated on me. it's just- it's not important

he gave you a dog when he asked you to be his girlfriend.

i asked you out using a lightning mcqueen meme that you posted on your story.

and it was very adorable charles. i wouldn't change it for the world.

i'm not asking for you to do extravagant things like harry did. usually when he did them it meant he was cheating on me again.

a dog is not extravagant.

and what do you mean again?

it happened like four or five times each time with the same girl. the only reason i found out was because nat and wanda broke into his apartment.

they won’t do that to me right?

they might?

my apartment is a mess! they can’t break in with it like that!

glad to know those are your priorities.

are you kidding me, it’s black widow and the scarlet witch, they can’t see my messy apartment!

charles, it'll be fine. i doubt they'll break into your apartment.

but if they do?

they won't.

what if they do?

i'll talk to them.

bianca stark-potts

kamala khan that's so adorable.

michelle jones and they call this man a terror?

yelena belova he was a terror. i've seen the videos

natasha romanoff now i want to break into his apartment to see how messy it is.

wanda maximoff this is all the confirmation i needed to know that they are dating.

maria hill she warned him about you two breaking into his apartment. they're dating.

queen shuri i can't wait to see tony lose his shit over this.

riri williams i can should've seen this coming. he's exactly her type. america chavez you've been around less than me HOW DO YOU KNOW HER TYPE? riri williams i read the groupchat america!

hope van dyne i was in a meeting what did i miss?

hope van dyne OH MY GOD!! SCOTT OWES ME SO MUCH MONEY!!

bianca stark-potts YOU BET ON ME?

hope van dyne we bet that you would end up with a driver and we were right! scott thought it would be logan or lando. my money was on verstappen or charles.

alex albon all those in favor of max releasing the mad dutchman on this osborn guy

max verstappen why would i do that?

lando norris isn't it obvious? because she's dating the platonic love of your life

pierre gasly he's the platonic love of my life! yuki tsunoda do i mean nothing to you? pierre gasly yuki, no, it's not what it looks like!

george russell max just do as we ask! take him out!

oscar piastri as a date or murder? lando norris either works.

lando norris notice how he didn't argue that charles is the platonic love of his life.

max verstappen charles is not the platonic love of my life. it's daniel.

daniel ricciardo i'll take him out. i'll do it for vegas 2019!

charles leclerc NO! NO ONE TAKE HIM OUT!

charles leclerc WHAT'S THE FASTEST WAY TO CLEAN A MESSY APARTMENT?

pierre gasly WE'RE IN HUNGARY YOU IDIOT!

charles leclerc I AM IN DANGER OF IT GETTING BROKEN IN BY BLACK WIDOW AND THE SCARLET WITCH!! SOS!!

george russell WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?

carlos sainz according to harley it's ritual to do with all of bianca's boyfriends.

max verstappen wait what does that have to do with harry?

charles leclerc oh so he's harry now? max verstappen christian said i have to be nice to him. something about him being some good investor but i couldn't care less charles leclerc take him out. max verstappen and why should i do that charles? charles leclerc ARE YOU KIDDING ME VERSTAPPEN!! HE- YOU KNOW- HE CHEATED ON BIANCA!! max verstappen and why is that important charlie? charles leclerc THAT'S MY GIRLFRIEND YOU IDIOT! THAT'S WHY!

max verstappen BOOM! I WIN! PAY UP LOSERS!

pierre gasly NO YOU CALLED HIM CHARLIE! YOU CHEATED!

max verstappen I TOLD YOU LOSERS I COULD GET HIM TO CONFIRM THAT THEY WERE DATING!

charles leclerc YOU MADE A BET ON ME?

carlos sainz it's not fair, they didn't let me participate because i'm your teammate

oscar piastri can i let it be known that i didn't want anything to do with this?

logan sargeant LIAR! YOU WERE THE BOOKIE!

charles leclerc I TRUSTED YOU OSCAR!

oscar piastri it was either bookie or they were going to make me flirt with peter and figure out if he knew something.

daniel ricciardo i'm back what did i miss?

daniel ricciardo OH COME ON MAX GOT HIM TO SPILL THE BEANS BEFORE ME??

alex albon there is no getting in the way of lestappen daniel. it's time we accepted that. bianca should too if she's going to date charles.

charles sat in his room, frowning down at his phone nothing was worse than a 'we need to talk text.' his stomach currently felt like there were a million bees buzzing around in there. the knock at his door startled him and he rushed to open it, being met with the sight of of bianca. she smiled brightly at him, causing the bees to subside a bit.

"you wanted to talk?" charles asked. bianca noticed the scared expression on charles' face and her eyes widened, quickly understanding what charles thought there talk was going to about.

“no! this isn’t that kind of talk, i swear,” bianca quickly said.

“then what is it about?” charles questioned.

“can i come in?” charles nodded, stepping out of the doorway and opening the door wider, allowing her in. bianca gave him a slight smile, before moving to sit on the couch in his room. she sighed, “i owe you an explanation about harry.”

“no, you don’t,” charles said, as he sat next to her. bianca laid her head on his shoulder. charles intertwined their hands, “i do, and it’s the least i can do. besides, if i learned anything from that relationship it’s that honesty is always the way right thing to do.”

“okay,” charles whispered. bianca sighed again, “i met him at some charity event my dad was holding, when i was a little girl, before he was iron man. os corp was stark industries biggest rival, it still is. but somehow we were friends growing up.”

“romeo and juliet,” charles muttered. bianca laughed, “funny, my mom said the same thing. we- we didn’t start dating until we were 17, both of our dads were against it, but norman. norman saw it as an opportunity to show the public that he and my didn’t hate each other. i was a business opportunity to him.”

charles frowned, "that's not very nice of him."

"well he turned out to be a supervillain on another earth who hated peter. so fingers crossed he doesn't turn out like that here."

"what?"

"that's a wild story for another time," bianca explained, "but i loved harry. he was my first everything, except kiss. i lost that one in a game of truth or dare at a party when i was 13."

"hmm, i was kissed in front of a swing set when i was 9."

bianca laughed, "i loved him charlie, and he used it against me. the girl's name isn't important, although, she was very much aware that harry was in a relationship with me. the entire time we were together he was with her. 3 years of my life down the drain, wasted on someone who was never even worth it."

"i'm sorry chérie (dear) ," charles whispered as he hugged her, bianca burying her head in the crook of his neck, "you should've never gone through that with someone like him. maybe it was a good idea to convince max to take him out."

"like a date? or like murder?"

charles shrugged with one shoulder, "it doesn't matter, either works. although, i think kelly might be upset over the date one."

"and christian would upset when max ends up in prison for murder."

charles laughed and bianca giggled softly, "he's such a connard," charles said.

"i don't know what that means," bianca admitted.

"asshole. it means asshole."

"good," bianca said, "because he is one."

"we should- non c'est bête (no, it's stupid)," charles cut himself off. bianca pulled away from him, "no, what were you going to say?"

"it is dumb," charles said as he dismissed his own thoughts.

"it's not," bianca argued, "what is it?"

"we should- we should go somewhere over break. like as a couple. that is what we are no?"

bianca smiled widely at him, "yes we are, and we should. where are we going?"

"oh," charles said, surprised, "i did not think you would say yes. i have not thought that far ahead."

"it's okay. we can go anywhere. i don't mind."

"well i'm glad we are a couple because i accidentally told a few other drivers we were dating."

"charles, i called you bae, and wanda immediately caught on."

charles laughed and bianca smiled at him. she curled into him, laying her head on his chest. the stark-potts girl yawned, "can i take a nap?"

"yeah," charles whispered, "you can take a nap. i think i'll nap with you."

"i'd like that." bianca whispered as she closed her eyes.

SPA 2024

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il mio cuore, i do speak italian, despite what people think. (my heart)

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scuderiaferrari it's a rainy one here in spa but we're glad to end the first half of the season on such a high note. it's another double podium for the ferrari boys. see y'all after the break! next stop: zandvoort!

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username this has literally been the best mid season ending ferrari has had in who knows how long.

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↳ harleykeener is this what red bull felt like last year?

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↳ charles_leclerc at least he didn't tie you to the hospitality like he threatened.

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biancastark_potts and we've got another amazing half to go!!

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¡leclerc-s speaks! okay, i needed to give bianca an ex but i could not be bothered to come up with a face claim or name for him so i just went with harry osborn. i know technically the osborn family doesn't exist in the main mcu universe but in my world they do. i also googled a fan cast for harry osborn and the most popular one was timothee so i went with him. please ignore any typos in this, i made this on no sleep because insomnia is a bitch.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

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kasdan · 6 months

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Matching Costume Headcanons

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Pairing: marvel characters x gn!reader

Characters: Frank Castle, Loki, Carol Danvers, Kamala Khan, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: franks part was so fluffy and cheesy it hurt my heart and then theres matt being the biggest whore, nat is a menace

happy halloween all!❤️

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆

he finds the costumes in the closet when he’s looking for something

“oh god”

knows exactly what it means even when he sees you and your innocent smile standing in the doorway

doesn’t even want to go out for halloween, but now he has to because he’s not going to turn you down when you look so excited and you obviously put time into finding the costumes

complains about how the costume fits on him and how it’s too tight in places

will put on a smile on his face even if he might not feel 100% into it, but by the end of the night he’ll won’t be able to help the genuine smile on his face, even if the costumes are of the dumbest things

gets tired of certain accessories on him and tries to take them off for a while, but is forced to put them right back on when he sees the look you have on your face

doesn’t care what he’s wearing he’s just glad he’s spending time with you and wouldn’t have it any other way

will put this costume or any other costume on again if you want him to mans actually will not care as long as you’re there with him

𝑳𝒐𝒌𝒊

when you bring up the idea of matching costumes together he’s confused at this custom

“why would you want to dress as something else?”

you eventually convince him to do it and can see that he’s more excited for it than he lets on

lets you do all the planning as it was your idea after all

he pretends to be reading and fully immersed in the book when you’re putting some things together for the costumes

he’s not good at hiding his interest

when you ask him to try on the costume for the first time he’s very reluctant and makes a big deal out of it

you practically have to push him into the bathroom to change, him mumbling about how he can just use magic to put it on, but you insist that he has to put it on the correct way

will complain the entire time when out in public while wearing the costume about “dumb midgardian traditions”

will do it again next year if you ask really nicely:))

𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

you have multiple different costumes that you change into as the night progresses

is very committed to the different costumes

one costume she carries a boombox around on her shoulder and you know that mf is so heavy to be carried around like that

has you both take a picture of every single costume you change into

goes out dancing with the costumes on and you have the time of your lives

will put out the wackiest dance moves, attempting to make them correlate to the costume she’s wearing, but ends up just jumping around

will run down the street and drag you along with her, she enjoys the freeing feeling of the wind along with the costume she’s in

hosts a halloween costume party so she can show everyone both of your costumes at once

overall she really just likes halloween

you’ll bake food and treats while in your costumes

she’s really tempted to dress up for the entire week of halloween but eventually just decides to do the day of when you mention the work that would have to go into it, even though she had enough costumes to do so

you did it really just to save yourself so you wouldn’t have to dress up for an entire week

𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏

she brings up the idea of matching costumes with the most excitement out of anyone

will have bruno make both the costumes— captain marvel of course but if you want to make your own she would be ecstatic and check up on the progress of it practically every minute

won’t stop talking about the costumes and how cute you guys are going to look in them

has her costume done months in advance

keeps giving you tips on different things you can do with your costume and adds the same things to her costume

the week of halloween no one can get her to shut up

she’s bouncing off the walls as halloween draws closer and the time to wear our costumes comes

her parents are constantly trying to get her to calm down but she’s kamala and she’s going to be excited when she gets to dress up as her favorite superhero

when you guys are out with your costumes she’s constantly raving on how cute they are and how you have the best costumes

already talks about next years costumes when the night is barely over

𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔

you surprise him with the costumes when they’re finally finished and are ready for him to see

he’s caught off guard by them, not being prepared for you presenting him with matching costumes, even though he knows halloween is coming up and you were bound to do something for it

he’s always down to try new things, so instead of dismissing and ignoring the outfits, he’ll embrace them and get excited to when you both can wear them out together

even if you guys don’t go out and do something he’ll still find dressing up in the costumes and doing whatever you guys do fun

as long as the costumes aren’t incredibly cheesy and dumb

when you suggest dressing up as tom and jerry he’s completely against it after you had to explain to him what it was

ends up going out in the costume anyway because he can’t bring himself to turn you down when you seem excited, even if it’s because of him being humiliated

will look into doing it again next year, but has to have a say in the costumes from here on out and won’t be afraid to turn any ideas down; he let you have your fun this year

𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓

has a million costume ideas you guys can do together

from peanut butter and jelly to two of the ninja turtles this man has everything you wouldn’t have even considered in a million years covered

takes this more seriously than some major school assignments

if you turn down all the ideas he has he’ll just go and come up with more until you eventually agree to one

has multiple color palettes to choose from for the costumes to make it to your liking

takes so many pictures of you two in the costumes

you will find him enthusiastically showing off the costume to other people and motioning to you from across the room as he talks

will want to make it an annual thing from this point on after you two got so much positive feedback

he wants to go everywhere with the costumes on; into every store and restaurant just to show them off happily leading the way as you trail behind him

you have to force him to take it off and put on regular clothes at the end of the night when he’s very reluctant to take the costume off

𝒀𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒂

you both dress as the dumbest things you could possibly find

you walk around spirit halloween to find something and she grabs everything she sees

there’s a point where you find a mask and you walk up behind her to scare her with it

she screams inside the store, almost punching you and you have to quickly shush her and pull the mask off to show her that you’re not a murderer under it

she just stares at you with an open mouth and wide eyes before she starts to laugh asking why you would do that between the laughs

you practically try on half the store, forgetting you’re there to find costumes to actually go out with

she comes out of the dressing room with tears in her eyes from how hard she’s laughing when you put on peppa pig costumes you found

you two almost get kicked out of the store when she knocks over accessories on a shelf and has to rapidly put everything back

picks out the most random accessories that don’t go with the costumes at all

you stay in the store until it closes and you have to rush to check out the costumes you eventually decide on

you both go out drinking and have a good time in the costumes that you eventually get

𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌

doesn’t really see the point of matching costumes since he won’t even be able to see what you look like, but caves when he can tell that you really want to

questions little tiny accessories that you have to clip on for him

you mess with him saying the costume is neon pink and his eyes visibly widen for a second before he realizes that you’re messing with him

will find himself smiling the whole night especially when people comment on the costumes

talks you up and gives you all the credit for the costumes if people ask about them

you purposely make his costume pants extra tight (for no apparent reason)

the little whore knows you did it on purpose too and will make you regret it

“accidentally” keeps dropping his glasses and bending down to pick them up

you offer to pick them up for him but he insists that he’s fine doing it himself

causes multiple instances in where he has to walk in front of you for something

he’s such a whore.

𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟

picks out all the details for the costumes

she says every accessory makes a difference, no matter how small the detail is

the costumes are so tight they might as well just be painted on

makes the costumes identical to each other, with just the color of them being slightly different

walks in like she owns the place with your rightful place next to her

won’t let you leave her side for the whole time when you’re both wearing your costumes

she says you both have to be seen together with the costumes at all times or the magic will disappear

just smiles at you when you tell her you have to go to the bathroom and she motions for you to lead the way

you just sigh knowing you won’t be able to do anything about it and if she follows you into the bathroom she follows you into the bathroom

now you’re stuck with her and every year you’re going to be in the same boat you’re in now

𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

you both spend time planning the costumes figuring out what you’re going to be and the design on how they’re going to look

you make a joke of you both going as witches and apparently the idea just stuck so now you’re designing different witch costumes you both can wear

makes the costumes as cliche as possible with the pointy hats and brooms

gives you a pointed look when you hold a broom up to her and she doesn’t grab it at first but then can’t help but let out a laugh as she grabs it

she even makes her costume have red highlights throughout it

will talk in the cliche witches voice

you’ll be getting a drink or washing your hands and she’ll come up behind you with her hands out and fingers bent

“i’ll get you my pretty”

it actually scares you because you’re not expecting it

you whip your body around, about to attack the intruder behind you when you just see wanda there and she starts laughing at your reaction

she draws the line at the cackle you ask her to do

at one point you run around on your brooms, zooming through different people

makes sure to stay home earlier in the night so she can pass out candy to trick or treaters

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captaindanvers89 · 5 months

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Just thought of this but what if Kate purposely gets kidnapped by low-level goons just so that Yelena will spend more time with her?

Imagine the thunderbolts movie having Yelena on a deadly mission only for Clint to call her and tell her that Kate’s been kidnapped again…

Yelena punching a man twice her size: Really? Again?

Clint: My thoughts exactly. I told Kate to wait for Spider-man and America but she insisted on going in first

Yelena using her widow bites to stun another man: Alright I’m coming. Please tell me it’s the tracksuit idiots again

Clint: Yeah. Are you sure you don’t want me or Carol or Sam to—

Yelena: If either of you save Kate Bishop, she will get herself kidnapped again in two days time. Trust me, I have to be the one to save her. Then you will not have another incident like this for another month

Clint: If you joined the Avengers, you wouldn’t have to—

Yelena: I am not babysitting the baby Avengers. And I do not like Captain Marvel, I barely tolerate you and that Captain America is annoying.

Clint: Fine

….

America: So how long it’ll take Yelena to take down those guys his time?

Kamala: Prob a minute or two

Peter: Shouldn’t we be doing something?

Cassie: I do not want to get involved in whatever weird relationship those two have. Do you not remember the time when we intervened and Kate wouldn’t speak to us for a week?

Kamala: Cassie’s right. It’s best to let them sort out whatever issues they have now

#yelena x kate #yelena belova #kate bishop #clint barton #black widow #hawkeye #sam wilson #carol danvers #captain marvel #captain america #america chavez #kamala khan #ms marvel #cassie lang #peter parker #spiderman #young avengers #thunderbolts

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togrowoldinv · 1 year

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A Meeting of Fate

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

You meet an intriguing woman at a bar. It turns out that she’s very important to someone you know

Note: This is an au including some of my favorite characters. It’s really quite soft. Enjoy!

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 1, Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2, Main Masterlist

You never find yourself in this position. Out with friends at a bar on a late fall night. But here you are with your friend Kate beside you at the bar and the others waiting at the booth for you to return with the drinks.

“Y/n, that woman is totally checking you out,” Kate nudges your shoulder to look in that direction.

Your eyes search for any that might be looking for yours. What you see is a beautiful redheaded woman who makes eye contact with you as she takes a shot. Your pace quickens as you tear your eyes away from her.

“Surely she’s not looking at me.”

“She is definitely looking at you. You should go talk to her,” Kate tries to convince you.

“Absolutely not. You see her, right?” you ask. She looks over your shoulder and smiles when she sees the redhead walking in your direction.

“Looks like she’s making the first move,” Kate says as she walks off with your just delivered drinks.

“What?” you ask as you turn to follow her, but you’re met with a steady hand on your arm. You look to see the redhead offering you a kind smile.

“Excuse me, is this yours?” she asks, holding what is definitely not your jacket in her hand. You notice how raspy her voice is and it makes your first sight attraction to her increase exponentially.

“It’s not. Thank you though,” you manage to reply.

The redhead then looks at you in a way you can only describe as shy. Her eyes drop a little and her cheeks turn a light red that you can see in the bad bar lighting.

“I’m sorry. It’s my jacket and my friend convinced me to come talk to you and make some lame pickup line about how this jacket could be yours, and I now realize how stupid this sounds so I’ll just go,” the woman rambles.

“That’s actually kinda cute,” you say to ease her worries.

“It’s okay, you don’t need to flatter me,” she replies. “Have a good night.” She turns to walk away, and you reach for her arm this time.

“Wait,” you say. “Join me for a drink?” you surprise yourself with your boldness. But the way she tried to use a cheesy way to pick you up makes you think she probably has a nerdy, shy side just like you.

“Sure,” she replies. You two sit on the barstools and order drinks.

“So, I’m y/n,” you tell the woman.

“I’m Natasha,” she says.

You two talk for a while and the conversation actually flows pretty easily. You think you’re really hitting it off when Natasha’s phone rings. She ignores it at first, but when it rings again, she apologizes and excuses herself.

“How’s it going?” Kate comes up to ask you while she’s gone.

“Uh, I want to marry her,” you joke, and both laugh. “But really she is extremely captivating, and I hope she likes me.”

“I’m sure she does,” she says before she leaves you to wait for Natasha.

The stunning redhead appears beside you again, but this time with a disappointed look on her face.

“I’m so sorry, y/n. I have to go. It’s a work emergency,” Natasha explains.

“Oh, that’s okay,” you try to convince yourself more than her. “You gotta go save the day, huh?” you try to soften the blow.

“Something like that. I’m a surgeon,” Natasha says. So, she’s beautiful and smart.

“You really are saving the day then.”

“Just one kid’s, but it’s worth it,” she replies with a smile. Your heart swells at the idea of her working with children. “Can I get your number? I don’t want this to be the last time I see you.”

“Yes, and I don’t want that either,” you say. You exchange phones and numbers.

“Until we meet again, y/n,” Natasha says. She quickly kisses your cheek before she loses courage and with a smile, she disappears out the doors.

You grin at your phone when you see her number saved with the simple contact name ‘Nat.’

You rejoin your friends Kate, Peter, and Kamala. They tease you about your connection with Natasha until you all decide to head back home. You’re not surprised when you get home to see Kate’s friend, that you’re convinced is not just a friend, waiting for her by the door.

“Hey Yelena,” you greet her. “Goodnight to both of you.”

“Night y/n,” the blonde replies.

You get ready for bed and lay down as your mind drifts to thoughts of Natasha. It makes you giddy to think about the way her voice was so raspy and at the same time it was soft. And the way her red hair cascaded to her shoulders and her soft lips that pressed against your cheek.

It’s been a few hours since she left the bar, and you wonder if it’s too soon to text her. You don’t want to be a bother, but she seemed to genuinely like you, so you pick up your phone and type out a message.

Hey Nat, I really enjoyed meeting you tonight. Hope the world saving went well!

Before you can overthink the text, you hit send and wait for a response. You start to drift off to sleep when your phone dings.

It was nice meeting you too, y/n. And it went flawlessly if I do say so myself. Check this out…

You smile at her text and watch as the bubbles tell you she’s continuing to type. You hear a swoop as a picture of Natasha smiling with a small girl flashes on your screen. She looks absolutely adorable in her scrubs and lab coat.

That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Clearly Dr. Natasha has some big fans

You’re the cute one, y/n

Please… can I see you again soon?

Saturday night?

Saturday night it is. Goodnight Nat!

Goodnight, y/n. Sweet dreams

You go to sleep with a huge smile on your face as you continue to think of Natasha. The few days before Saturday pass quickly thanks to you spending a lot of time texting with Nat. You talk about anything and everything with her and send each other photos of you doing random stuff. She is almost always in her scrubs at work and you love the sight.

What you don’t expect is a call from her on the morning of your date. You answer it still a bit groggy from sleeping.

“Hello,” you mumble into the phone. Natasha smiles at your morning voice.

“Hey y/n. Did I wake you?”

“Not at all,” you say. She chuckles and you love the sound. “What’s up? Are we still on for tonight?”

“Absolutely. I just wanted to call you and work out the details. I get off at 4, so I could pick you up about 5? Is that too early?”

“No, that’s sounds perfect. You’re doing surgery today?” you ask her.

“Just a few consults at the clinic. I volunteer a couple Saturdays a month,” Nat explains.

“Aw, you’re sweet,” you say. You can imagine the blush on her cheeks. “I can’t wait to see you tonight.”

“Me either, y/n. Have a good day and I’ll see you tonight, yeah?” Natasha asks.

“See you then,” you say.

With that you two hang up the phone, and once again you are sitting in your bed and smiling about Nat. You clean up around the apartment and get ready for your date. You don’t know what Natasha has in mind, but she seemed excited about it on the phone.

When the door rings at ten till five, you go to answer it.

You open the door to see a smiling Natasha standing there with a bouquet of flowers. She is wearing a black dress that makes your knees threaten to buckle.

“Hey, come on in,” you tell her.

“Thanks, y/n. These are for you,” she says, handing you the flowers as she steps into the apartment.

“They’re beautiful Nat. Thank you,” you reply. You take the flowers to the kitchen and put them in a vase.

Natasha leads you to her car and the two of you fall into a conversation about your respective days. You admire how Nat speaks of her work and of her patients. And how she closely listens when speak about your life and passions.

She takes you to a nice restaurant and refuses to let you pay the bill. You let her win, but only with the promise that you’ll get the check next time. She smiles at that.

On the way home, Natasha offers you the aux chord and you play some of your favorite songs. She even sings along to a few of them that she knows.

When she pulls into you apartment complex, she offers to walk you up to your door.

It’s just like a movie scene as you fiddle with your keys in anticipation of the next move.

“I had a great time tonight,” Natasha says.

“Me too.”

Nat moves closer to you and her hand caresses your cheek as she leans in for a kiss. It’s nothing short of perfect as her lips move against hers and you both have to break the kiss from smiling too much into it.

“Come inside?” You ask her. “We can watch a movie or something?”

“I’m in,” Nat says. She holds your hand as you open the door and walk inside together.

What she doesn’t expect to see is a familiar face sitting on your couch.

“Natasha?” Yelena’s voice asks.

“Yelena? You- how?” Natasha looks stunned. You and Kate share a look of confusion.

“What’s happening?” Kate asks.

“She’s my sister,” Yelena explains, but she doesn’t take her eyes off of Natasha.

“The one that you got separated from as kids?” Kate asks her.

“Yeah,” Natasha answers this time.

Yelena stands up from the couch and crosses the room to stand in front of Nat. You watch on.

“I missed you so much,” Yelena says as she crashes into Nat with a giant hug.

“I missed you, sestra,” Nat replies as she hugs her back. “I tried to find you.”

“I tried to find you too. I guess I should’ve looked into my friend’s girlfriend,” Yelena jokes.

The two girls sit on the couch and explain how they got separated in the foster system when they were young, and how they didn’t have any way of finding each other again.

“Well, this has to be one of the craziest things I’ve witnessed in my life,” you say.

“Me too,” Kate adds. “I guess this means we are dating sisters, huh?”

“Oh my god I knew you two were dating!” you say excitedly.

Kate blushes as she grabs Yelena’s hand by her side. Natasha takes yours once again.

“So, how about that movie?” Natasha asks.

You turn on a movie you’re sure everyone has seen before and the group of you spend the night talking and catching up together.

And years later when Yelena and Kate are the maids of honor in your wedding, Yelena thanks you for reuniting the family in her speech.

It’s happily ever after in more than one way.

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hunkahulkaaburningfudge · 6 months

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the marvels spoilers!!

- i missed carol so much 😭😭 i was so happy to see her again!! however, as a delusional caroljess shipper, this movie made me realize how much i want jessica drew in the mcu but the chances are slim

- is earth really the best choice for those skrulls to stay on after secret invasion???? the US president hates them and is also hunting them down just like the kree. but lol fury should've just asked new asgard to take them in during secret invasion instead of creating a giant mess and then ditching them

(i hope this means a certain mr teddy altman was among the skrull refugees who fled to earth but i'm just grasping at straws at this point)

- it's pretty funny that nia dacosta decided to ignore everything from secret invasion and we should too since i KNOW fury never brought up that he harvested carol's DNA. it would've made the movie much more awkward

- the khans and fury were way too funny together. muneeba was great, as always 🫶🏽 the best aunty

- the poor SABER agents escaping via FLURKITTIES lmaoo

- THE PRINCESS CAROL DRESS

- i can only imagine nakia and bruno's reactions when they find out about kamala's adventures

- carol and sam both live in louisiana now!! neighbors

- kamala and carol are so CUTE! they're twinsies ♥️

- carol restarting a sun...damn. i do wish more emphasis was placed on that since thor nearly died trying to restart nidavellir's sun

- no binary form though? :(

- the villain was kinda boring and i don't really understand the whole quantum bands connection with the noor dimension thing

- KAYT BEESHUP AHHHH

- not kate trying to act cool as if she and kamala don't have the same energy when speaking with their avenger idols (clint and carol should meet)

- but kamala channelling fury lol

- kate needs to get better security though since people keep breaking in into her apartment. first yelena and now kamala

- i don't necessarily want peter on the mcu young avengers/champions team, but i do want him to meet them. kamala found out about kate and cassie so she can find peter, an actual teenage avenger, too

- BEAST BEAST BEAST

- maria as BINARY!!!!

- the suit looked pretty cheap though, which sucks because the binary suit is one of my fav carol outfits from the comics.

- is maria in the fox universe or is it just a "x-men" universe??? anyway it's not 838 for sure since professor x and maria are both alive. however, it would be pretty funny for monica to visit 838 post-MoM since she tried so hard to help wanda and then wanda murdered her mom rip

- carol and kamala are both gutted about monica getting trapped in another universe, but america chavez can get her back pretty easily if they knew she existed. hmm, looks like kamala needs to find another young superhero

overall: 7.5/10

#the marvels #carol danvers #nick fury #kamala khan #monica rambeau #kate bishop #maria rambeau #secret invasion #the marvels spoilers #captain marvel #ms marvel

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Tight Grip, Broken Dam (9)

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You don’t question it anymore, when Miguel appears in your bed at night. He’s not there for sex, no, you’ve never even kissed—though you would be lying if you said you weren’t open to the idea of kissing him. He’s there for comfort. For rest. If only it could stay so simple.

Pair: Miguel O'Hara & GN!Reader

Notes: for series: slow burn, ambiguous relationship, found family dynamics, reader is in their late 20s. for chapter: hint of spice, grief, returning cameo characters

Word Count: 3.4k

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The darkness does little to help with your disorientation and panic when you wake from your nightmare, your eyes and nose still itching from memories of powdered concrete and dust clouding the air.

“Fuck,” you whisper, sitting up.

It’s just you tonight.

Your body is tense with cold and fear, the chill seeping further into you as air touches your now exposed skin, damp with sweat. You shiver, hands on your face helping to ground and orient you in the present moment, the bare skin of your hand covering your face instead of suit on skin like in the nightmare. The time on your phone, charging on the bedside table, reads 4:43 in the morning.

You scramble out of bed, trading shorts for sweats and throwing a sweater on over your still sweat-damp shirt. You need warmth right now; being clean can wait until the sun’s up and you won’t fall back asleep under the warm water of the shower. Instead, you relocate to the living room, settling under the blankets on the couch.

As jittery as you are, sleep claims you again with unmatched hunger.

“Two Miguels, huh?” Gwen is saying. She’s stopped by your dimension again, just for the day, to do laundry and catch up. “Is the new one going to help lead? I heard he always has sunglasses on, what’s the deal with that?”

You sip at your smoothie. “I don’t think so; and they protect his eyes. I think they're even more sensitive than our—than the old Miguel’s. Or something.”

Gwen raises an eyebrow. “Uh-huh. And how is our Miguel?”

You shoot her a half-hearted glare. “He’s fine. Why ask me?”

She shrugs, changing gears. “You know, I wonder how similar the two are.”

“Well, I’ve only talked to the new one two times,” you shrug. “And the first one barely counts, he’d only just gotten invited back to HQ.”

“What’s his dimension like?”

“You’ll have to ask Peter and Jess. They recruited him.”

“Not you?” Gwen seems surprised.

You shake your head. “No, I was uh…” you look to the side, almost grimacing as your brain flings itself through a jeopardy wheel of potential answers; It lands on honesty. “Miguel vetoed me going. Jess and Peter went instead.”

Gwen raises an eyebrow, pursing her lips in thought. “Huh.”

You change the subject and ask her how Hobie is instead. She takes the bait and immediately springs into telling you how much fun it is to hang out with Hobie and his friends—Karl, Kamala, Robbie, Rick, and Riri.

You’re just glad it sounds like she has friends that get it. Friends that know.

“You seem in better spirits.”

“Yeah,” you shrug a single shoulder and offer a smile, standing side by side with Karen in the elevator going up.

She returns it, turning her head forward.

You’ve never been particularly close with your coworkers, with anybody in your own dimension. Not for a while. You’ve forgotten how to connect normally, what it’s like to be a civilian, and you feel it keenly in this moment standing awkwardly side by side—

“A couple of us are going out for drinks later,” she suddenly mentions, and you risk an awkward glance at her.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she says, pausing. “Well, really it’s just me and Ben. But you should come. Um, and some of my other friends might be there too.”

You’ve always liked Karen, always felt like there was an understanding sadness in her pale fae-like features. So you only pause for a moment before you accept, because really, why not? “I’d love to,” you say, and she smiles more openly when your eyes meet again. “What time?”

You’re only a little late when you arrive at the address Karen gave you; a somewhat seedy little dive bar in Hell’s Kitchen. The sign is old, not yet updated to the popular clean lights in the rest of the city, and the windows could use a good cleaning. The bikes out front are a mix of old school gas powered vintage pieces with iridescent shimmering puddles under exhaust pipes, and the new clean energy models quickly taking over the city; incentivized by the joint Federal and Stark Green Energy trade-in programs. The sight of the gas ones doesn’t surprise you—people will always want to hold onto their classics—but the amount of them does.

Inside the bar is dim and yellow, warm light tricking bodies into feeling even warmer than the air already is, and therefore thirstier.

Karen waves you down from a table in the back, and with a returning wave that is in actuality just a slightly lifted hand, you make a beeline towards her and the little table.

Across from Karen you recognize the back of Ben Urich’s head. Beside him is the back of a stranger with short and carefully groomed dark hair, a sliver of his pale skin visible between his hair and the collar of his dress shirt. Across from that stranger and next to Karen is another man you don't know, with a round face and small nose made somehow smaller by his long dark blond hair.

“You must be Karen’s other friend from the paper!” He says, face lighting up when you’re within earshot of the table. Ben turns around in his seat, standing and greeting you by name with a warm handshake and a pat on the shoulder. The man sitting next to him doesn’t stand, smiling politely under his dark glasses.

Karen introduces you by name to the two new men, and then introduces them to you in turn. “This is Foggy,” she says, and the round faced man stands to shake your hand. “And Matt.”

Matt doesn’t stand, but lifts his beer bottle in acknowledgement. “It’s nice to meet you,” he says, ending the sentence with your name.

“Likewise,” you say. “It’s good to get out of the house.”

“Spend a lot of time working from home?” Foggy asks, settling back into his chair as you take your own seat on the end of the table between Karen and Ben.

“All the time. I never go anywhere.” You try not to say it too dryly, try not to make the lie sound like the inside joke it feels like.

“What sort of pieces do you write for the paper?” Matt asks, tone polite, voice soft and smooth.

“Human interest pieces,” you shrug. “Community events. A lot of filler.”

Matt hums.

“Matt and Foggy have a law office a few blocks from here,” Karen says.

“Karen’s been a great help,” Foggy says. “Since it’s just me and Matty here a lot of things fall to the side. Don’t know where we’d be without her!”

“Oh, stop it,” Karen says, blushing under Foggy’s praise as the table laughs.

“That sounds like her,” Ben says.

“Have you gotten a drink yet?” Matt asks you across the table.

You shake your head. “Not yet.”

“Stick with the bottled stuff,” Foggy advises, leaning towards you conspiratorially. “We love Josie, but her cocktails are basically rubbing alcohol.”

You raise an eyebrow, stifling a laugh behind closed lips.

“I need a refill,” Matt says. “I’ll go with you.”

It’s hard to miss the long suffering look that Foggy shares with Karen.

The nearly black glass of his glasses worn indoors suddenly makes sense when he stands and you see the white cane in his hand. You fall into step beside him, walking the short distance to the bar.

“What do you recommend?” you ask, waiting for Josie to approach your end of the counter.

“Whatever she offers,” he chuckles. “Unless she offers a cocktail. Foggy’s not wrong about the strength.”

“I’ve got a strong tolerance,” you grin, leaning on the counter next to him. “So how’d you meet Karen?”

He pauses, tapping his fingers on the bartop as he thinks. “It’s a long story. Probably better if she tells it.”

You nod, and then realize he can’t see it. “Sorry. That awkward silence was me nodding.”

He laughs. “Right.”

Josie arrives, and you get one of the same beers that Matt orders.

As the night continues you find that you get along quite well with the group, even teaming up to play pool. Ben sits out, heading home to his wife Doris shortly after the game starts.

“This so isn’t fair,” Foggy says after you guide Matt through sinking another ball into a corner pocket.

“It’s not my fault you underestimated my teammate,” Matt says, a devilish smirk curving across his face. “I think it’s more than fair.”

Foggy looks like he wants to say something, his face about ten thousand shades of done. Karen just laughs.

The warm fun of the evening at Josie’s keeps your spirits high through your later patrol as Spider. You stop an ATM robbery with ease, and nip a burglar’s mission in the bud when you catch him in his attempt to break and enter a small business. You even walk a young woman home after her late shift at a cocktail bar.

It’s nearly five again when you at last get home, crawling in through your bedroom window. You don’t even bother to get the suit off before your head hits the pillow and sleep claims you.

The mouth on your neck seems to drain every thought from your mind. You have no sense or memory of what you were doing before he came up behind you to put his arms around your chest, holding you securely against his own.

“What was that, honey?” He whispers, nipping your ear with his lips.

Whatever noise you let out would embarrass you beyond belief, if it weren’t for the hand now snaking down your front.

“Dishes,” you say, breathless. That’s right—you had been loading the dishwasher before this.

“Yeah honey? Dishes?”

The tips of his fingers dip under the waistband of your pants and your attempt at an affirmative hum of ‘Mhm’ turns into a desperate little whimper.

“Uh-huh?” He mocks, his hand pushing lower—

You wake with a gasp, eyes wide and heart thumping.

A weight shifts on the mattress next to you, and you realize there’s an arm around your waist—not low and hungry like in your dream, but simply resting warm and heavy over your side.

Miguel. Miguel’s in your bed, cuddled up behind you.

And you just had a dirty dream about him.

It’s no secret, of course, you know he’s attractive. Hell, you know you’ve been attracted to him. But you thought you’d buried it when… whenever this whole emotional support sleeping—actually sleeping—together thing became a regularity.

Fuck. Fuck.

It seems absence doesn’t just make the heart grow fonder, it digs up repressed sexual desires and reanimates them in the form of dreams.

You don’t know if you’re glad that at least it wasn’t one of your nightmares again. The one with the falling building, or the one with your aunt, or the new one with the woman you couldn’t save last month–

No.

You force the thoughts out of your mind, sitting upright and throwing your legs over the side of the bed. Miguel’s arm falls off of you, hand landing on the mattress beside your hip, punctuated by the half-asleep grunt of someone suddenly roused from sleep.

Shit. Miguel. You forgot again.

You take a steadying breath as you feel the mattress shift behind you.

Miguel’s half asleep voice mumbles your name, the letters coming out in the shape of a question. His hand by your hip moves, sliding up your side to rest on your back. “Are you okay?”

You inhale sharp through your nose, the tips of his fingers rooted to your spine. His hand slides away, the mattress shifting behind you again as he sits up. Even with your back to him you can feel the weight of his presence, distinct from his weight on the mattress, just behind you. His hand returns to rest on your shoulder—your breath hitches.

Too similar.

“It’s okay,” he says. “Breathe.”

“I’m okay,” you whisper. “Just–” Fuck, you can’t think with his warmth at your back. “Water.” You blurt. Yeah, water is good. Water will get you out of the room for a second, at least, it’ll let you calm down enough to dig a deeper hole to bury the dream in.

Miguel hums, removing his hand as you rise from the bed and escape to the kitchen.

You don’t bother to turn the lights on—your vision may not be as enhanced as Miguel’s in the dark, but you can still see more than the average human. Even if you couldn’t, you know your home well enough to navigate it blindfolded.

Get it together.

You linger in the kitchen, clearing your mind, finding the threads of exhaustion in your body and pulling them around yourself. It helps; the tired ache and desire for warmth, safety, and rest burying the dream back down under meters of dirt in a coffin of spider silk.

Miguel is still awake when you return, just barely. You can see the silhouette of his head lift off the pillow to look at you when you step through the door, hear the soft sound of him resting back down into the pillow when you slide back into bed beside him. If your heart thumps a little harder at the way his arm slides around you as he rolls closer, well, it doesn’t mean anything.

Life falls into a new, comfortable routine. You’ve been getting less backup calls and anomaly assignments from Lyla, and so you focus on your own dimension. It’s easy, it’s clean, and with nearly all of your villains already down and out for the time being it means you can focus on helping the little people. You save cats from trees, you help old ladies, you watch the news and see other heroes taking down their own enemies before you can even think to step foot out the door to help.

When you’re not doing the little things as Spider, you’re writing for the New York Bulletin, or spending time with your new acquaintances—Karen, Foggy, and Matt have invited you out twice more to join them at Josie’s. Despite how stilted and awkward you feel, and the slight distance you’re mindful to keep, it’s nice to make friends. Local friends.

But today you’re visiting HQ. You tell yourself it’s for the gym, the facilities there far more helpful for training your abilities than anything back home—which is true, but isn’t what made you open a portal to Earth-928 in the first place. You do fully intend on visiting the training facilities, but…

Exiting the lobby, you hesitate before continuing towards Miguel’s lab instead of towards the training facilities—maybe he’ll have free time and end up joining you. As unlikely as the idea is, you get the feeling he’ll appreciate the invite regardless.

The lab seems even more dimly lit than usual, and far too quiet. There’s no dim yellow glow from the platform, no sound from surveillance footage or old recordings that Miguel still tortures himself with.

The air is so still that you hesitate to even breathe.

Needless to say, Lyla’s sudden appearance and chirp of your name in the air in front of your face nearly launches you out of your skin.

“Lyla,” you say, a hand over your racing heart.

“Didn’t mean to scare you there,” she says, flickering into an image of apologetic raised hands. “What can I do for you?”

“I was looking for Miguel,” you say, turning your head as if you simply missed him lurking in a dark corner.

“Miguel is out on personal business right now,” she says, flipping through a conjured secretary notepad. “But I can take a message if you’d like!”

You try not to let the disappointment, or the surprise, show too strongly on your face or the automatic droop of your shoulders. “Oh, uh, no that’s okay! Just thought I’d drop by. Um,” you falter under her unblinking friendly smile. “I guess just tell him I said hi?”

Ugh. Pathetic.

“Sure thing!” Lyla says, her little notepad disappearing into the ether.

You’re distracted the whole time through your exercises in the training facility, caught off kilter several times to the point that you just pack up and leave early.

It’s not that he’s gone that bothers you, nor that he has personal things to take care of. No, it’s the fact that you have no clue what his personal life could be like. You know he doesn't exactly get out much just to socialize, and you’re almost sure he doesn't have family left here.

Right? Why else would he have left to take the place of his other self?

It’s not the first time in recent days you’ve been reminded of how little you really know about the man who regularly visits to sleep in your bed. Sure, you know how to comfort him when grief sneaks it’s deadly hands around his neck, you know what foods he likes and which Spider-People he favors. You know he makes a show of being a grump, but the fact that the Spidey Special is still on the menu is proof enough that as long as it isn’t interfering with something serious he’ll let others carry on with their jokes even at his expense. You know how soft and gentle his touch can be, how his voice sounds when sliding into or out of the cloudy world of dreams. You know he’s lonelier than he lets on around the others.

You know how much he misses his daughter.

Still, the fact that you have no idea what the rest of his life could be like unsettles you, leaves you feeling off kilter and strange.

—

“I’m glad you could take time off for today,” the man next to Miguel says, hands in his coat pockets.

The two men are sitting on a bench, green trimmed grass spread out around them under healthy trees that provide dappled shade from the afternoon sun. The polished headstones around them spread out like a cut down orchard, neat lines and rows of the long lost in juxtaposition with the hard messy feelings they’ve left behind. The mausoleum just a few meters away helps Miguel to feel less exposed in the open graveyard. He’s wearing sunglasses to shield from the clear sky; Gabriel is wearing the usual stupid goggles up on his forehead. Miguel still doesn't know if they serve any practical purpose.

“Of course,” Miguel says, arms crossed over his stomach as he slouches on the bench in civilian clothes, all soft grays and charcoal.

“How’s work?”

Miguel sighs. “Oh, you know.”

“I don’t,” is Gabriel’s reply, turning his body toward Miguel. “You don’t talk about it.”

Miguel tilts his head back, eyes getting lost in the leaves on the branch above the bench.

“I’m your brother, Miggy. I’d like to know how your life is going, even if it is all crazy sci-fi bullshit.”

Miguel closes his eyes, sighing again and tucking his chin down. “It’s not that exciting.”

Gabriel scoffs. “Yeah. Because being the head of a government sanctioned multiversal maintenance society is boring. You’re so full of shit.” It’s not mean, not even annoyed. He’s chuckling as he says it. “Shock it,” he says, clapping a hand on Miguel’s shoulder and standing. “Since we’re here, let's visit the other two.”

“Mom’ll get jealous,” Miguel says dryly. “It’s supposed to be her day.”

“So we’ll just go hang out at her headstone again for a while before we leave,” Gabriel grins. “Come on. When’s the last time you visited them?”

Miguel has to pull his thoughts back on subject, away from—

“A while.”

“That’s what I thought. You know, I was here with Xina last month, visiting Dana and....”

Miguel walks beside his brother, swallowing down the lump rising in his choked throat as Gabriel recounts the short anecdote. He doesn’t like visiting this part of the cemetery, too many mistakes memorialized in stone, buried under his feet.

“How is Xina?”

“She got a promotion, apparently.” Gabriel glances over at him, Miguel carefully schooling his face. “You should reach out. She might even talk to your grumpy ass.”

Miguel shakes his head, a bittersweet smile. “We always just end up talking about…”

Gabriel sighs, patting him on the back. “I know.” A pause. “That doesn't always have to be a bad thing.”

Miguel's mind wanders again.

Warmth. Blankets. Cooking breakfast for two.

“I know.”

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keira-kaz2y5 · 2 months

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OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

SPOILERS FOR NEW MARVEL STUFF! ⚠️

Finally got around to watching The Marvels on Disney +!!!!! It’s the best mcu film this phase istg omg it’s SO GOOD and immediately you can tell it was written by a woman NOT TO MWNTION THE INSANE END CREDIT SCENES WTFFFFF KATE BISHOP PIZZA THE DOG AND XMEN?!?!??!!!!!!! Omg I’m ecstatic this is the best marvel film in years it’s finally giving avengers early phase vibes! And I’m actually happy with every single plot moment! Unlike no way home where there were many questionable plot moments and bad scenes and bad cgi and multiverse of madness was something different entirely like I loved the horror and stuff and it made sense but as a whole that works with the rest of the marvel universe I didn’t like how it went and wandas “death” or “fake death” and the whole x men stuff. Loved America in that tho! Her whole moment made sense and ugh I can’t explain it properly plus the shitshow that was the She Hulk series and overall it just made me lose faith in marvel and that’s why I didn’t see The marvels in cinema like I usually do bc guardians of the galaxy 3 was so shite and I thought this would too maybe that’s why it flopped cuz the hype on past films wasn’t lived up to. But this FINALLY brings back early marvel vibes and I’m so into it. (Plus the reign of the cats 🐈‍⬛ 🐈😆)

Cuz as much as I liked NWH there were questionable parts yk, Dr Strange characterised Wanda badly from start to finish and didn’t do her justice, Wakanda Forever was amazing don’t get me wrong I really loved it and cried A LOT, but I wasn’t too keen on the whole Namor thing or unnecessary deaths, and some characters really just deserved better than what they got, like Okoye.. and Black Widow was great but it could’ve been a bit better with cgi and plot-wise like the deleted scenes should’ve been kept and so on.

For the first time I just really enjoyed every part of this film, since marvel has gone downhill lately, this is new for me. also I loved the queer undertones for Kamala and Carol, although they should’ve been braver and put it in explicitly if they wanted to show Carol and Valkyrie together instead of the kiss on the cheek and no talk of them being together. But headed in the right direction for sure and not to mention the Kate and Kamala scene? Female avengers team? Finally not outnumbered by men? Also I really ship Kate and Yelena so I hope she comes onto the team too, though she might just stick with the Thunderbolts antihero theme. I love that it’s so clearly written by women and directed by them plus the brilliant casting and having the villain also be a woman and with a realistic villainisation like I get why she turned out the way she did, she just wanted her home back for her people, also it’s Zawe Ashton, Tom Hiddlestons wife so it would be cool to see them act together perhaps, but either way brilliant casting and script and everything, I love Kamala really speaking for the fans in a lot of it, and the musical scene was fun in a mystical way, like when we first got introduced to Asgard way back when, I just wish we saw what happened there at least a small look in at the end with Carol checking in on them because they left in the middle of a battle and then we don’t find out what happened to that planet. But other than that small detail the film was fantastic and I loved how even Goose got a good storyline.

(My dreamteam avengers would be Bucky🦾, Yelena🕷️, Kate🏹, Carol💫, Kamala👊, Monica🌠, Shuri🐾, Riri 🛠️(ironheart), America⭐️ and Cassie 🐜 and Morgan Stark. Plus some xmen if that’s now an option?? And AOS team but marvel would never do that

Maybe Peter🕸️ Sean⭕️, Wanda and Moon Knight🌙🤺 boys too but idk )

#the marvels #gay #kamala khan #carol danvers #monica rambeau #Valkyrie #kate bishop #hawkeye #ms marvel #goose #spoilers #nia dacosta #lesbian #bisexual #dream team

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randomshyperson · 3 months

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So I finally watched The Marvels.

~SPOILERS AHEAD~

They missed the opportunity to actually say Wanda's name but it's totally fine 'cause this is not about her, but also, excuse me Miss Rambeau??? Monica is that powerful now and all because she visited Wanda's little Sims city a couple of times, like what? I love it. That old theory that Wanda was the one who gave Pietro's power is coming back stronger now

I strongly believe misogyny and racism are behind the flop of this movie, I had an amazing time watching it, whole thing was genuinely funny with relevant marvel lore and characters plots (the aliens are still fighting each other and blaming humans, but hey, colonialism and exploit of resources are the main reason we have to protect planets). Everyone loves when Peter Quill explores the galaxy but if three women do the same it's suddenly a problem.

A lot of people saying how tired they are of Marvel, were only tired of women doing the Marvel formula, don't believe those haters. Just like every other Marvel project, we have the hero journey and their blockbusters cliches, a lot of visual effects and jokes, LIKE EVERY OTHER MARVEL PROJECT, but sure, let's blame the girls for the failure. To me, it was really refreshing just to see women having fun and supporting each other and throwing little energy balls every now and then.

Also, the fact that Princess Carol is a fucking Star now? Pretty sure that got her killed in the What if series but good to know she's more powerful than that.

Kamala is the star of this movie, she's so funny and charming but also Monica and Carol angst got me crying and it was not enough!! I need more of their pain

I almost forgot, Miss Carol Danvers is all by herself in space just using a god damn TORTURE DEVICE to try to get her memories back, EXCUSE ME??? Someone gives this woman a hug, or idk, sent her to therapy with Bucky cause jesus Christ that's not healthy lady.

For the things I didn't like, the rhythm for sure. Such a quick movie, a lot of things happening, one minute I was crying the next I was giggling then crying again and then thinking about politics like slow down a little. I wanna digest the dialogues for a second.

THE SINGING PLANET I CANNOT-

Really funny movie, kamala's parents, the cats, everything was so easy going and cheerful even with the little angst moments, I had such a good time.

The best thing about this movie, as fanfic writer who gets truly frustrated with plot holes and stuff like that, it's that I will be able to watch it again. Movies from the first phases I used to love before I start writing, I can no longer enjoy the same 'cause I keep seeing how they don't make a fucking sense or have unbearable characters storylines and personality changes (yes I'm talking about Civil War and Age of Ultron or Ultimate, maybe STEVE ROGERS LEAVING BUCKY in a specific matter). This and also the fact they lack all kinds of minorities. Doctor Strange had like 2 women in the cast?? And don't even get me started on talking about what the sequel did to Wanda's character development.

The Marvels, Ragnarok, Black Widow, Captain Marvel, Captain America (1&2), Infinity War and Guardians of The Galaxy (all three), Black Panther (both), Ten Rings, Eternals, are still the only Marvel movies I actually enjoy rewatching, because they are projects that respect the characters established personalities and history and for origins ones like Eternals or Ten Rings, they are simply fun, what a crime for a movie to be just fun huh

All of the shows are worth rewatching (even Fury's one that I hated it), 'cause they were given time to develop into stuff and as a writer there's a lot for us to work it.

Btw, I'm not talking about Kate Bishop'cause I'm simply unable to process my happiness over seeing her again. I do think I might have a stroke once Yelena is back.

#the marvels #the marvels spoilers #this is me venting #watch me write carol fanfiction after this #me and kamala actually haha #i want to hear everybody opinions as well

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🔥 Spider-Man (Miles Morales)

Really needs more interesting comics that can keep up with his mass media momentum if that momentum is to be carried forward. Miles had the mother of all breakthroughs and might be objectively the greatest character success story of the past decade of superhero media no matter how many rightwingers throw tantrums pretending otherwise, and it fills my heart with joy everytime I see Miles notebooks/school supplies front and center everytime I go to the stationery or see Miles cosplayers and costumes everywhere, but Miles did have a rough spot for the first 7 or so years of his existence. He wasn't unpopular by any means but he was a thing people really were onboard with being a thing, that wasn't actually a thing, in part because nobody wanted to take a risk with handling him and also in part because the comics didn't know what to do with him, and kinda still don't seem to grasp it.

Ahmed did good work up to a point, I liked the idea of the Champions and him being besties with Kamala, I'm super on board with the shonen fight he's having with the Hobgoblin right now, but if he's going to keep being as big of a deal as he is right now, he doesn't just deserve better, but he needs better. He needs comics that are more interesting, and this doesn't even mean he needs perfect or great comics 24/7, not in the slightest, but he needs to be Interesting, doing Interesting Things or having Interesting Things happen to him. His comics can't just be a thing that exists just because they have to, even if, and especially if, they only exist for mass media to iron out the kinks and fix them or make them popular. The geese who are laying the golden eggs still need to eat. The comics need to provide material to be ripped from. Miles needs more material to pull from that'll stick around after Spiderverse and the games had their moment.

I love his game and obviously I love Miles in it but his supporting cast in those games is waay too nice. That's an issue with the other non-villain characters in Peter's cast too but Miles' in particular are just way too perfect and correct and sympathetic, they're all in on the secret and they're all on board with it and they're all pleasant people and involved activists and making start-ups or inventing things and it's just grating, especially in Uncle Aaron's case. I do think Miles might suffer a bit in the game and comics from the fact that he's not allowed to be singularly disliked or controversial or surrounded by challenging or even just plain bad people as supporting characters the way Peter can be, the Spiderverse movies very much exempt of course but again, you can't rip those 1-to-1.

I'm muting the fuck out of Danika Hart when I get to play Spider-Man 2, Spider-Man should not have this kind of blatant pro-Spidey media in-universe.

#replies tag #superheroes #spider man #miles morales #marvel

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anki-of-beleriand · 2 years

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We can be forever ch.2

Summary: You and Wanda met at a Café, your life and hers changed drastically and for the very first time in her messy life, Wanda may have discovered the real meaning behind love at first sight.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Stark!F!Reader

Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+, strong language, sexual themes, alcohol, smut, fluff, AU, everyone it's at university, Wanda is older than R, R is a genious rather awkward, some D/s undertones in past relationships, mentions of cheating, emotionally inmature characters, strong language, angst, drama and more tags as time passes by.

Author's note: Drama it's good for the heart, just as angst. You guys liking the story and reblogging or commenting, or just reading in general are the best. Now, this chapter will deal with misunderstandings and some confussion. Hope you like it.

Once more I ask you to overlook the use of the English language in this story since that's not my mother tongue, so I apologise for the grammar, spelling and funny mistakes. Comments are very much welcome, likes and reblog are going to be loved, and request are going to be the epithome of a good life for me.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

Chapter 2

The misunderstanding

Wanda rested her cheek on her hand, her eyes twinkling with amusement and tenderness while she followed your gestures as you told her yet another story. If you had paid any attention to your surroundings, you would have noticed the way Wanda was glancing at you with her features softened, a fine dust of pink on her cheeks while her fingers seemed to draw small circles on the back of your hand.

This had been quite the familiar sight in the last couple of weeks since the both of you had been meeting one another. And it seemed as if every time it got even worse, as it the need to be near you, to listen to your stories or to have any contact with you was important, was something she was starting to crave

"... Of course, Kate ended up in the Dean's office with Peter." You chuckled shaking your head, Wanda pressed her lips together enjoying your expressions and that smiled so uniquely yours.

"And you, America, Kamala and Yelena escaped punishment, uh?" Wanda replied, chuckling when you winced sheepishly.

"Yeah, I paid that one because my brother knew I participated in the prank." You shrugged. "And I have to go out with Kate for like a month until she forgave me for ditching them at the last minute."

You didn't notice the way Wanda tensed or the strange shadow that went through her eyes, Kate Bishop was one of your best friends, yet Wanda couldn’t shake the feeling the Bishop heir liked you more than a simple friend. But of course, Wanda knew she shouldn’t feel this way, you two were friends and nothing else it didn’t matter you call your outings dates and that you were always ready to drop whatever you were doing to accept an impromptu lunch with Wanda whenever the redhead needed a friendly ear. So in all honesty, this really had started out as a friendship.

Problem was Wanda was starting to like them way too much for this to be adequate.

She never thought she would crave those outings with you or that her heart would speed up at the sight of a message from you, or that she would smile like an idiot when she heard your voice. But, here she was, at another coffee meeting while rain was pouring outside.

Wanda loved hearing your stories, you were quite the expressive storyteller and always had something to talk about. In the little time you two had started talking, Wanda found herself sharing things with you she had dared not to share with anyone else; though there were still aspects of her life, of her past she kept close to her chest. She didn’t want to scare you with them, she didn’t want you to look at her differently at how you were doing at the moment.

“Oh, so you date Kate?” Wanda blurted the question before she could stop herself, her heart aching painfully waiting for your answer.

The question made you raised your brows in surprised, you had already told Wanda you were no dating anyone at the moment. A spark of hope ignited inside your mind that perhaps this was just a show of interest, but soon you dismissed the idea.

“Kate? No, of course not!” You shook your head, dropping a half smile to Wanda who distracted herself with her coffee. You could swear you saw relief passing her green eyes but the gesture was so fast it could also be wishful thinking on your part.

Wanda shouldn’t feel relief at hearing your words, she really shouldn’t. This relationship with you was becoming quite the confusing ordeal for her.

“You know her and I, we’re like sisters.” You shrugged then, tilting your head to shoot a look at Wanda. “But enough about those embarrassing stories, how about you? How’s your thesis going? I know you had a meeting for something you didn’t want to tell me.”

Here you tried to show a petulant pout, Wanda merely rolled her eyes playing with the straw of her drink before her expression dropped. Whenever you asked her about her life, about her liking and dislikes, about her studies…she never before found someone not only interested in what she did but also ready to discuss it with her.

"It’s going good, I guess." Wanda took her hand away leaning back, eyes flickering to the window.

You frowned leaning in, you glanced at the window watching your reflection until you were sure Wanda was looking at yours. You offered a smile resting your head on your hand, elbow dangerously close to the edge.

"You guess? Come on! What I read was incredible!! Tell me, pretty please??" You winked at her through the reflection. "I promise not to steal your idea."

Wanda couldn't help it, she laughed softly, shaking her head in disbelief. She tried to ignore the somersaults her heart did at your words, at your interest in her.

"I've reached a stalemate moment, there was this book I was needing.” She spoke, the conversation seemed easier like this, with both of you looking at the reflection on the window.

"Mhm, so that was the reunion you had last week? For the book?” You inquired pursing your lips thoughtfully.

Wanda nodded; a flash of sadness went through her eyes.

"I got a meeting with someone that would help me out but…" Here Wanda trailed off, her hesitation more due to her not wanting to be a problem to you, to not let her weakness shown.

"But Kevin came that day and…There was this huge fight and I have to go to my lawyer to speed up the divorced process."

Wanda offered a bitter smile, "I couldn't make it and the university didn't like that."

You clenched your jaw at her words, Wanda had shared with you some of the details of the man she had been married to. You hated him, a high-school sweetheart that turned into a monster when he couldn't get what he wanted from Wanda; the older woman had not given many details, but you could guess some and whatever she did manage to tell you was enough to let you see just how messed up her life had been.

Right now, watching her through a reflection you had to wonder how anyone could let go of this woman. She was not only beautiful but also intelligent, funny and so headstrong; anyone would be quite lucky to have her by their side, if it was up to you, you would give her the world. But so far whatever it was going on between the both of you, you were still unsure of what it was, or where it was going. You didn’t even know if Wanda was beyond being straight, if she might be interested in you or not.

God, you really didn’t know if she was either bi, or a lesbian. Or just a beautiful temptation.

There was a high debate amongst your friends in regard to that one.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Wands." But just as you said this you couldn’t help but started thinking about a solution to her issue. You don’t wish to see the misery on her face the way you were seeing at the moment, there was something about Wanda Maximoff that made you wanted to keep that beautiful smile at all times.

To perhaps make her happy.

Wanda shrugged, turning so suddenly you jerked away, your elbow giving in until you hit your face on the table and fell to the ground.

You groaned, blinking away the stars dancing in your eyes. The side of your head hurt really bad, while you heard laughter around you there was also the voice of concern right above your head. You blinked a couple of times focusing your eyes on Wanda.

"Did I die?" You asked softly looking at her, and while the older woman scoffed at your question rolling her eyes, yet you could see the light blush on her cheeks and the ghost of a smile on her lips.

"If you ask why you're seeing an Angel right now, I'm going to hit you." Wanda threatened playfully, you chuckle grabbing your head in one hand.

"Never, I was actually going to ask if the devil was always so beautifully tempting."

An older man passing right in front of you snorted, shaking his head. When you turned to look at Wanda, your smile froze for a moment noticing just how closed the both of you were. Wanda was looking at you with a strange glint in her green eyes, those rosy cheeks burning with what you could tell was embarrassment.

You swallowed leaning in just a little, "so how bad is it? Did I hit my pretty face too hard?"

Wanda parted her lips, hesitating until another shadow came right in kneeling in front of the both of you.

"Gods, Y/N, are you alright? You're bleeding!" Jessica Jones cupped your face tenderly examining the wound while shooting a withering glance to Wanda who was just glaring back at her.

"I'm fine, Jessie, no need to worry." You smiled at the young woman who dipped her head shyly, blushing at the nickname. "Now, is there really blood?"

This time around you turned to Wanda, the older woman softened standing up while stretching her hand to you.

"Just a little, let me take you to the bathroom." Then her green eyes turned to the younger woman, Jessica pursed her lips, her eyes burning with anger.

"Jessie, dear, would you mind taking care of our things while I make sure Y/N is fine?"

Wanda didn't wait for an answer, she grabbed your hand dragging you to the bathroom, all this time you were trying to gather the blood coming from the cut.

The bathroom was empty, only two stalls and two hand washers. Wanda led you to the corner leaning in to examine the wound, you held your breath with your eyes flickering from Wanda's eyes to her lips then to her neck only to go back to her eyes.

She was so closed.

"So, gonna die stupid?" You asked teasingly, Wanda frowned shaking her head.

"Probably, it was just a cut, I can clean it up but… we can go to the hospital if…"

You opened your eyes wide, shaking your head. Tony would kill you, surely. You placed a hand on Wanda's hips, never noticing the intake of breath from the woman, though you did feel her hands on your shoulders to hold herself steady. You turned leaning in to look at the mirror.

The cut was large, but not deep. You sighed in relief when you noticed this, after a moment or two you realized what you were doing, with whom and just how close you two were. When you straightened up your hand was still around her hips and her hands on your shoulders.

God, Wanda, it's just beautiful.

You couldn't help but focus on her eyes, her cheekbones, and the form of her lips. The tension could be cut with a knife, yet neither one of you moved. You licked your lips, holding back your smile when those green eyes dropped to your lips.

"So, I don't think I need an emergency room." You finally broke the silence, a mere whisper.

"Good, I…"

Your hand tightened in Wanda's hips pulling her close, she sighed leaning in.

The sound of a phone ringing insistently broke the tension and Wanda and you jumped backwards startled. Wanda turned searching for her phone while you hit your head on the wall, the older woman sent an apologetic stare your way before her whole expression dropped.

"Sorry, I… I gotta take this."

Wanda left, and you stayed there, your heart almost breaking its way out of your chest. You knew your cheeks were warm, and your lips were tingling still feeling the warm breath coming from Wanda's parted lips.

By the time you came out of the bathroom your stuff was on the table, but Wanda was nowhere to be seen. You sat down on the table pressing a wet towel to the cut on your head before grabbing the receipt Wanda had paid. Your heart was still beating harshly against your chest, the memory of the older woman fresh on your mind.

You really were in big trouble

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"You really hit yourself hard, how did it go again?" Kate worried her lower lip with her teeth while inspecting the bruise on your forehead and the small cut.

You rolled your eyes, lips curling slightly when your best friend kept her scowling expression in place. She had been the first one to make such a fuss about the bruise while the others had been laughing their ass off at your clumsiness and misery.

"Please, tell us once more as you try to impress Maximoff and end up hitting your face and on the ground." Yelena couldn't keep the laughter from her voice.

America smirked leaning back against the armchair with MJ and Peter snuggling on the floor. Kamala was looking just as worried as Kate though, perhaps her reasons were of a different nature.

“Not gonna do it, Belova." You grabbed Kate's hand in yours offering a half amused half gentle smile to her. "Katie bear, I really am okay, come here and guys now that you know my embarrassing story of the day, what should I do?"

Kate sat down by your side, closer that was probably necessary but you had gotten used to it by now. You and Kate had been best friends since kindergarten and there was no one in this world you trusted more than her. The room finally went silent, everyone glanced at one another knowing you were investing all your energy on the older woman and, while they thought it was fun and exciting at first, now… well, it seemed as if Wanda was not that interested.

"Well, the thing is, Y/N you guys have been playing this date no date thing for more than two months." America started crossing her legs, she fixed her stare on you making a face. "At first it was cute, fun even, but now after this… I'm confused."

You made a face shrugging, “I know, it got me confused too because up until now I was not sure if she likes me."

"An almost kiss is not a show of attraction, Y/N." This time around it was Kamala the one speaking, she had on a deep frown hugging the pillow close to her chest.

"It's just… it's as if she is leading you in to make sure you are there as an option." Kamala shrugged, you eyed the room and realized everyone thought the same.

"You guys really think…"

"I would have kissed you with the second cup of coffee." MJ stated without a single glimpse of doubt.

Peter leaned back frowning, he eyed MJ with disbelief and the rest of the room just laughed.

"Excuse me? Should I feel threatened?"

America and Yelena snickered while you wiggled your eyebrows at Peter. Peter shook his head waiting for MJ, though she just raised a brow pointing a single finger at you.

"You would have kissed her too, but she would kick your ass for trying." MJ smirked when Peter all but denied this.

"The truth is that every single person in this room would have kiss you by now, Y/N." Kate chimed in rolling her eyes before everyone started saying things she most certainly was uncomfortable with.

"Everyone?" You shot her a teasing smile, but she just slapped your arm shaking her head.

"Look, perhaps she likes you but not like that, the almost kiss of today could be a moment of… confusion." Kate finished looking away from you, her eyes crossed with those of America and she hated the knowing glare the other woman sent her way.

"I think that, either way, you should talk to her and clear things up." Kamala always the voice of reason shrugged making a face. "She just came out of a bad marriage and well, an affair perhaps she really is confused and you following her like a lost puppy must be confusing as hell."

"I thought you hate her, Kam." Yelena crunched up her nose.

You turned sharply to her, "you hate her?"

Kamala rolled her eyes, "I don't hate her! I just don't like her."

This was news for you, you knew after their initial excitement for the older woman they had started reconsidering their vies on her since it was quite evident you were getting involved and she was not. You remembered how America and Peter had high fived you for scoring a date with the woman, and how Kate seemed sour all of a sudden while Kamala and Yelena were a little reluctant about the whole situation. Now that they were in your appartement discussing this, you realized all of them were on the same page about Wanda.

"Why didn't you say anything?" You scowled at Kamala who merely shrugged.

"Look, just don't think she is for you."

"Because she is divorced." Yelena nodded as if understanding, kamala hit her with a pillow before turning her attention to you.

"Because she is a cheater and, once a cheater, always a cheater." It was said with finality. Kamala softened her expression when she saw the flash of doubt in you.

"I don't want you to get hurt, Y/N. That's all and she just… I mean she ended her marriage because she couldn't deal with it in a mature way." Kamala then continued. “Then she cheated on him because…well, we don’t know how that happen, but still. And then after all that, she comes in and confuses you! That’s not right!”

Everyone was silent for a moment before they interchanged stares.

"So, how is Bruno, Kam?" America was the first one to ask.

"Wasn't Kareem?" MJ said in confusion.

"Wait, I thought it was Kamran." You finished smirking at the now blushing brunette.

Kamala put a hand on her face hiding her blush while the rest continued with the teasing mentioning another group of boys Kamala, at some point, had crushed on.

You laughed alongside everyone but the seed of doubt was already there. Perhaps you had expected more than what was really happening between the both of you. Wanda was coming out of a nasty deal with her ex, and she had not mentioned the affair too much but, what if they were still a thing? You two had just a shaky friendship nothing more.

"We're just worried." Kate said softly, only for you to hear. "We don't want you to get hurt, and this Wanda… well, she is just so confusing at times, and you look so…"

"I know, I just… I promise I'll be careful, Katie bear."

Katie smiled leaning in to rest her head on your shoulder, you wrapped an arm around her joining in to keep listing the boys in Kamala’s life who all of a sudden started remembering the people in the lives of everyone else.

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The conversation with your friends danced around your head for all night long.

You knew they were right about this game between you and Wanda not being healthy, and about you getting involved in something that might not have a future. You remembered all the signs you knew were there, the conversations and the looks, and yet…Damn, never before has you deal with a situation like this one.

And perhaps, that was the reason why you were right now at America’s place ready to ask for information so you could extend a friendly hand to the woman that was driving you crazy. Perhaps, there couldn’t be a relationship, a romantic one, but you at least could be a good friend, right?

With that dumb determination you learnt from your brother you rang the bell three times. After this little did, you promised yourself and Kate you would stop pursuing something that apparently was not meant to be.

The door opened and Doctor Stephen Strange stood there with the ‘Best dad ever’ mug America had giving him for Father’s day when she was six. The man lifted a single eyebrow eying you for a moment before speaking.

“Stark, America is not here.” He said dryly narrowing his eyes at you. “You should know since she stayed at your place last night doing those dumb videos we received at three in the morning.”

You tried to hold back your laughter, but it was to no avail.

“Stephen, I’m glad to know you are ready to answer America’s messages at any time.” You put your hands in your pockets, the man snorting shaking his head while looking behind you then back at you.

“Where is America?” He asked waiting to see his adoptive daughter jumping right behind you at any moment.

“Oh, they were right ahead to the mall, we were supposed to watch a movie, go for something to eat and then go back to start working on the project.”

Strange took another sip of his coffee before stepping aside, “how are things going for you and for everyone?”

Strange house was a mixture of modernity and traditional Hispanic views. It was a household that fascinated you since the very first time you set foot in it; that and the fact that Clea was one of the smartest people on earth and was very knowledgeable in history was something that had made you come back again and again to this place.

“It’s fine, I guess. We were waiting for a nice rest before continuing with the final project and preparing the thesis for the auction.” You smirked wiggling your eyebrows. “Are you ready for America to have a date with one of the winners?”

Strange, shivered scowling at your comment, he knew the auction was something important for all the people that was looking for funding for their projects to get to this event. Of course, America didn’t need it, whatever she might required Stephen would get her, but Clea thought she was big enough to start looking for this kind of things on her own. He didn’t like it, but Clea had the last word.

“Please, let me think she would get someone actually interested in her work and not anything else.” Strange then cocked his head at you, and you furrowed your words under his stare. “You know after this auction you won’t be able to hide your real parentage and your kin, right?”

You winced at his words; Tony had been pushing you to finally stop pretending you were someone else but a Stark. It was about time you started taking care of some of the family business and that meant holding your very first even without any issue.

“I know, I know.” Strange put a hand on your shoulder, offering that fatherly smile he usually reserved for all of you.

“You’ll do good, kid. So no worries.”

You chuckled tilting your head to him, “you’re getting soft in your older days, Strange.”

“And you broke the moment, let’s see if you do so with Clea.” Strange finally said matching your smile at your antics. “Go on she was waiting for you.”

“Thanks!”

Stephen saw you going to the second floor straight to Clea’s office, he snorted shaking his head while putting his phone out. In there was you with America and the rest of the young Avengers team messing around. He couldn’t help but laugh at their antics, always grateful to see America got in with the right people, making friends with people that loved her dearly. As he saw you and America messing around, a part of him wished the two of you had fallen in love with one another, it would be one pain in the ass less, since he already liked you and he wasn’t fancy getting into a fight with another girl that thought herself good enough for his daughter.

With that last thought Strange made his way back to the living room ready to watch some tv before starting his day.

*****

The second-floor studio was made for the family.

When they were kids, you remembered America having her own spot to put her pictures and her drawings while working alongside with Clea and Stephen. You and Kate were the very first people to make friends with her and the three of you started the group by going around making pranks and causing mayhem.

Now after so many years, it was still a family-studio, but America’s spot hadn’t been used in quite a while.

Clea lifted her eyes from the document she was reading, she indicated the chair in front of her before continuing with her reading. You sat down there watching at the picture of her, Strange and America all grown up wearing Mickey Mouse hats while eating ice cream, you held back your smile comparing the people of the picture with the people you knew.

As head of the History Department back at the university, you knew Clea was serious and considered an Ice Queen. Some called her a bitch, but in all honesty Clea was always ready to help her students and to make everything easier for everyone around her. You watched her as she finished reading the document and the centred her attention on you, a knowing glint showing on her eyes.

“How did you sleep this morning, Y/N?” You almost laughed at the question; the woman returned your smile shaking her head.

“We kind of sleep like babies.” This time around you chuckled, Clea snorted grabbing her phone to see the chat from America.

“I bet you did, at least you have fun.” Clea sighed turning her eyes to you once more, for a moment the woman examined you with the same stare she used on all her students.

“Well, you told me this was rather urgent, what did you want to talk about?”

You hesitated for a moment not quite sure how you should start the following conversation, shifting on the chair you leaned in a business-like pose Clea was familiar with.

“I know that right now you have under your tutelage two different dissertations, is that right?”

"Clea narrowed her eyes at the question, she leaned back nodding.

“I am, yes.” Her eyes drifted to a specific pile with two documents in it, her eyes went back to you curiosity now getting her interested in the conversation. “Why the question?”

“One of the works you have in there {is from Wanda Maximoff.” You stated leaning back in the chair, you crossed your legs placing your hands on the armchair. “She has been working on the influence of women and witchcraft throughout the Renaissance and the impact in politics nowadays, is that correct?”

By now, Clea was highly amused by your antics. You were asking questions to which you already had the answer for; it wasn’t hard for her where exactly you want to go with this line of questioning. She would keep the game of ignorance for a little while, she wanted to know just how far you would go.

“You are correct, that’s roughly the topic of her dissertation. Quite interesting if I may add.” Then the woman shrugged grabbing the document she just mentioned. “Though, as of late, she hit a stalemate and is in a real problem to finish it.”

"Problems?"

"There is a book she was looking for, unfortunately when I got her the appointment with the person that could help her out she… didn't show up." Clea shrugged. "Now she would need to look for another document or see how she gets access to the book."

Something in your mind clicked at that moment, your eyes opened wide at the realization of such information. In a week's time your brother and Stark Industries would present the book fair in which many strange and private collections would be shown to the world.

"What's the name of the book?"

Clea raised an eyebrow, she put her elbows on the desk while resting her chin on her hands. The smile on her lips told you the woman was enjoying this meeting more than she should.

"Okay, what's going on? Why the sudden interest in my students and their work?" Clea shook her head lifting a hand. "Correction, what's your interest in Wanda Maximoff?"

A dark blush formed on your cheeks when you found yourself under the glance from Clea.

"America has been talking about your sudden attraction to a much older woman." Clea said casually stopping any ideas you might have to trick her or lie to her. "I'm not asking for explanations, just for you clarify this interest."

"Well, yeah I… well, I meet her like two months ago and I just…" You hated how the parents of your friends always made you feel like a teen all over again.

Clea was like the mother you lost, she and Kamala's mom had always been the mother hens of the group always making sure everyone was doing fine, eating enough. Even now that you were an adult with a functional job and studies on your back they were still there acting in the way you expected them to.

"Look it's probably nothing, I like her, yes. But she is not…" You trailed off hating the clenching of your heart at the thought. "She is not interested and that's okay, but she has been having some rough times and I wanted to help."

Clea softened slightly, you had always had a soft spot for the people you considered a friend or a potential lover. The older woman knew that, different from Tony, you could never be a player or go around without involving yourself in the relationship.

"What do you need?"

Your face lit up at the question.

"Well, if this is an important book and you got an appointment, the book is here, right? It would be in the book fair."

"Yes, but the book belongs to Doom." Clea explained waiting for you to understand the implication of this.

You made a face at this though by now you had no more doubts.

"She needs the Darkhold." You huffed. "Why didn't she tried to look for other options?"

"That's the only existing copy that talks about prophecies and the science behind the multiverse in an age where many still though the world was flat." Clea grabbed a manuscript passing it over to you. "The theory is quite interesting, and the book was written by the Scarlet Witch so… you can imagine the importance of such a document."

Of course, and you also knew why it was at the hands of Victor Doom. He was the greatest collector of dark and mystical items. And he and Tony had a feud since college.

Clea shot you a sympathetic stare.

"You can try to speak with him but…"

"It's not going to be easy. Thank you, Clea, for the help."

"Before you could go she called back to you, you stopped by the door and the woman smiled at you.

“I know I’m not your mother but, be careful and take care of yourself.” She said offering her smile at you.

At that moment you knew she wasn’t referring to Doom or the sudden quest you would embark on. No, she was talking about the reason what you were ready to seek out Victor Doom and get your hands on that book. Wanda. You nodded offering an overconfident smile that made Clea chuckled.

"I’ll be careful, don’t worry I won’t get into something I cannot handle.”

The moment the door closed behind you, Clea put her phone up looking through her contacts the person she needed at the moment. The name of Tony Stark came right in, Clea made a double click and waited. Clea knew Y/N loved Tony with all her heart, she you were quite conscious of all the sacrifices he made to be with you and be a good big brother for you, that was the reason why half of the time you didn’t ask him for any favour.

And while the thought was very noble, it was unnecessary.

"Tony, how are you doing?"

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For more than a week Wanda had been avoiding you.

You felt like an idiot, suddenly realizing your friends were right. She was not interested in you and perhaps all she was looking for was a simple friendship and you were right there jumping onto her like a perv or something. You really were an idiot; she probably wasn’t even attracted to women you only heard name of guys rolled out of her lips.

It was raining again; you were in your car listening to some depressing music to match your misery at the moment. You glanced at the phone once more, the last message she saw was the last message you sent almost two days ago when you realized she didn’t want to speak with you.

You really thought perhaps everyone was mistaken, that you and Wand could…

"God, I'm a fucking moron. I really need to stop creating faux scenarios in my head.” You mumbled to no one in particular, your eyes drifted to the passenger seat where a single black notebook was resting, you smiled thinking of the surprised you had for Wanda

That notebook was the reason you decided to come all the way to Wanda’s place.

At first you debated with yourself if you should just tell her through a message, but seeing as she wasn’t answering none of them, or your calls or even those coffee outings you two share, you thought the safest way to play this out was by bringing the notebook to her directly. Then, you also thought of proposing an official date, not coffee or anything like that, you were thinking about a fancy lunch and something fun to do but well…Wanda had been avoiding you and ignoring you, it was hard to still think of a date under these circumstances.

You turned off the music grabbing the umbrella and the notebook, the rain was still falling but you had come with a mission and you were getting ready perhaps for the disappointment or the contentment this meeting could bring. You looked at the world outside, wincing when you realized it wasn’t only rain but wind as well.

The wind was almost impossible to navigate, and you didn’t think this through since you had all your hands busy, closing the car door and getting the notebook protected while you try to open the umbrella made the usage of such an item useless. You were so distracted by all the things you have on your hand, the unsteady steps you made towards the building, that you never noticed the running figure coming from the right.

The crash was inevitable and since you were not holding yourself straight you fell to the ground with a grunt with someone pressing harshly against you. You were seeing stars and soon your breath caught in your throat when you found yourself looking directly into deep green eyes and a wet face glancing at you in shock.

"Y/N?:”

You name was half exclaimed, half whispered, or perhaps was the sound of the rain and the wind what didn't let you hear clearly.

"Wanda?"

You were completely drenched by then, yet Wanda was not ready to move and you were frozen in place afraid that if you moved something would happen.

"God, I'm sorry I didn't… I didn't see you!" Wanda leaned back pressing her hands to the ground to help herself up.

You winced taking her hand, standing up and stumbling in Wanda's arms. She really was beautiful like this. Nose crunched up in distress taking a good look at you while the rain kept on falling non-stop. It too her a moment but by the time she realized what she was doing Wanda let her eyes drifted to your lips then back to your eyes.

Lightning ignited the sky and thunder made the world trembled around you. Wanda jumped back looking away from you, picking up the umbrella and the notebook you had in your hands.

"Thanks." You stepped forward unable to stop yourself, Wanda bit her lower lip stepping back.

"We should… I mean, god we're wet." She opened her eyes wide and her face turned a pretty amusing shade of red.

You laughed and Wanda shook her head babbling her explanation before huffing exasperated.

"Shut up!" She grabbed your hand dragging you up the stairs to the gate of the building complex.

"Oh god. You should see your face." You teased once the both of you were in the safety of the lobby, Wanda sighed looking away highly embarrassed.

"Come you need a change of clothes, and what the hell are you doing here anyway?"

"Well, you have not answered my messages or my calls." You started and hated the tinge of hurt drenching your voice. "And on classes you left as soon as everything is over and didn’t come to our coffee meetings so… since you have been avoiding me I decide to come."

Wanda said nothing though you could see the stiffness on her shoulders and the clenched jaw.

"I wasn't avoiding you."

You smiled wryly shrugging, “it doesn't matter. Anyway, I was looking for you."

Wanda was taken aback by this, though the glimpse of nervousness hadn't left her eyes. She wrapped her arms around herself trying to hold herself from looking at you and perhaps leaning in and finally getting to know the taste of your lips. God, the last week she had been complete mess thinking about what she almost did, thinking of how inappropriate would be, not only were you younger get than her, she was just finishing her marriage and her affair and was just trying to build back her life.

She couldn't drag you or anyone else for that matter into this kind of drama. But looking at you, complete drench and dirty, with some strands of hair on your face and those eyes gleaming contentedly she couldn't leave you like this.

"Let's go up and change while you tell me why you were waiting in the rain instead of…" Wanda trailed of wincing when she heard your dry laughter.

"instead of writing you? Calling you?"

Wanda sighed going inside the elevator with you close behind.

"Look sorry if it seems I was avoiding you, I just have a hard week at work and with my thesis and everything that’s going on…" Wanda trailed off shivering when your hand wrapped tenderly on her forearm.

"Hey, don't." You said tenderly. "I'm not asking for that, Wands. Don't worry, I was actually teasing you, I came here because well, I thought it would be easier."

Wanda offered a shaky smile, the weight on her chest lifted when you didn't press for explanations. The door open on the second floor, you followed the woman with the notebook now firmly grasped on your hand.

"Anyway, I just brought you this." You said walking down the hall and showing Wanda the notebook.

The older woman furrowed her brows tilting her head in curiosity.

"What is it?" She started looking for her keys while you gather the courage for what you were about to do.

"You remember they have been announcing the book fair for this year, right?"

"The one Stark Industries is planning? Yeah, why?"

"Yeah there is a special presentation with invitation only and I thought… well, here." You presented the notebook just as Wanda found her keys.

The redhead grabbed the item opening just right in the page with two silver tickets in there. It wasn't as if you needed an invitation, but apparently Wanda was still ignorant of your real last name and your family ties. And you were thinking on keeping it that way until… well, until your first child with her was born. If possible.

"Y/N…" Wanda started gaping at the tickets, she lifted her eyes to see the nervous smile on your face, the hand behind your head. "This is…I can't. I mean this must have been expensive and I can't afford d I mean…"

"No, no, wait… please, I thought we could go and get a chance to find the book you wanted and we'll, I mean we could…" You struggled to get the words out, but your eyes were firmly planted on Wanda. "I just thought, we could…"

Whatever you were about to say was interrupted abruptly by the door opening and a tall man made his appearance with a boyish smile in place and a red apron with the ‘Kiss the cook’ message on.

"Wanda, Love. I thought I hear you out here." He said while ignoring you completely and placing his blue eyes on Wanda.

You furrowed your brows, your face frozen for a moment until a glance of realisation crossed your eyes.

"Vis?" Wanda blinked confused watching her ex standing there in her appartement, she turned to you but something was different. You offered a terse smile shaking your head.

"Anyway, there… there are two invitations and you and… yeah, I gotta run. Nice seeing you, Wands"

Wanda opened her eyes shaking her head.

"No, Y/N wait! Y/N wait, this is not…"

But you didn't hear anything you just left and ran as fast as you could until you sat at the wheel of your car. You clenched your hands around the wheel hating the blurry vision, and the piercing pain in your heart.

I’m a fucking moron.

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Tag List: @an-evergreen-rose

#Wanda Maximoff x Female Reader #WandaxReader #Wanda x Reader #Wanda F!Reader #Wanda Maximoff #WandaxYou #WandaxY/n

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that-random-outsider · 4 months

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One of the things I loved most about the marvels was the spotlight we got on carol. Like okay I know we literally got an entire movie on her but thing is we didn't really get an idea of who she was. Like I haven't re watched captain marvel in a while simply because it wasn't exactly one of my favorites but I do remember my thoughts on Carol as a character and to put it simply there just wasn't really many. Were first introduced to her as "veers" a member of the Kree empire. And then we find out she isn't, so instead we get snippets of "Carol Danvers" an air force captain who lived with Maria and Monica.

Except she had no memories of that life, so she's not going to be that same person. By the end of the movie she excepts herself as "Captain Marvel" a mix of both her life as a kree and her life on Earth but by then the movie is over. This is of course a great character introduction we have and idea of her past and get a glimpse of her future, and then she disappears for forty years and now she's some one different again. Even if she doesn't look physically older you still had to have mentally grown in those years time still passes when the characters aren't on screen something that marvel repeatedly reiterates in their movies.

So again we still don't know much about the captain or her life now, leaving us to infer based on the closed off angry snippets we get in endgame. I think for the longest in my head a good chunk of my idea on her personality came from that one scene where she;s like "hey Peter Parker, got something for me." Just because like I've always love every scene Peter was in and that was the only one he had with Captain marvel anyway sorry back to my thoughts. In The Marvels we finally get a clear no plot twist, interrupted or blink and you miss it glimpse at Carol's personality. And I felt like Kamala just trying to take it all in because we get like a clear unguarded idea of who Captain Marvel was.

That's not to say she had no flaws in the movie because that simply wouldn't be true but in this one I don't know I feel like since she got a chance to share the spotlight her flaws were a lot more on display. Like I'm seeing people describe her as this socially awkward girlfailure cat mom, and i'm like that's completely right because that is who she is. We finally see all the pressure that's been building up in her over the years, and how alone she's been and felt. All the tough calls she had to make all the resentment she has for herself that we just couldn't see in her movie because from what I remember she was too busy finding out who she was to completely experience all that came with becoming that person. Carol Danvers is a loser that lives alone, in a spaceship, and reuses to feel deserving of the only home she can return to. And I love her for it.

#the marvels #idk this is just my thoughts on her #the marvels 2023 #carol danvers

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kasdan · 7 months

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Haunted House Headcanons

masterlist

Pairing: marvel characters x gn!reader

Characters: Frank Castle, Loki, Carol Danvers, Kamala Khan, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: minor violence and ptsd, mention of a heart attack

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆

Is not the biggest fan of things jumping out at him to scare him

Will only go if he gets the impression that you really want to

Repeats “no” over and over if he has a feeling something will pop out at him

Tries to expect the scares that will happen before they happen in order to try and prepare himself

Is definitely not prepared when a person bursts out of a coffin that he assumed was just a prop for decoration

Will try and fail to reassure you that it’s fine if you turn out to be scared

“C’mon now ‘s not even that scary”

The end of his sentence ends with him screaming as someone jumps out of a wall at him

Will laugh about the experience with you after it’s over

Drags you to get coffee with him after because it’s the “least you could do”

He even hits you with the puppy dog eyes and you resist the urge the roll your eyes at him

You’re now up all night because of the coffee he forced you to get, thanks Frank

𝑳𝒐𝒌𝒊

You want him to go where?

Looks at you with such disdain when you say he’s gonna have to interact with other people

You end up having to drag him there against his will

Visibly looks bored and drags his feet the entire way

Makes fun of everything in it and question who would come to one of these things willingly

Is actually scared at the props and jumpscares, but will never admit it out loud

Walks close to you so you’re shoulder to shoulder

Will quickly step away and puff out his chest as if nothing happened

Jumps closer to you after a specific jumpscare and stays there until you reach the end of the house

He ends up punching one of the scare actors and gets you both kicked out

"I told you; you weren't supposed to touch any of them"

"They're reflexes what do you expect I do about those"

𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

Is excited to go to one

She lives on the adrenaline rush that she gets when she’s inside the house

Has a smile on her face the whole time even when she gets scared

Walks confidently through the attraction, turning corners sharply to see what’s on the other side

Thinks of it like a fun game as she drags you to different areas with different scares

When you reach the end she brings you back to the line to get in to go in again even though you both know where most of the scares are in the place already

Ends up in an entire conversation with one of the scare actors when you guys reach the exit of the attraction for a second time

Makes it an annual occurrence to go to a haunted house every year

Even finds one to go to when it’s not even close to Halloween

“Carol it’s February why are we going to a haunted house?”

“Because it’ll be fun c’mon scaredy cat!”

𝑲𝒂��𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏

Girlie is so scared to go to one

You can sense the nerves on her and you tell her she doesn’t have to go but she insists that it’ll be really fun to go

Literally clings to you the entire time

Won’t get more than a foot away from you before she’s glued back to your side

Screams at every small movement she sees

Won’t go into any room or around any corner first

Pushes you quickly into the new areas when one of the scare actors came up behind you both and scared her half to death

She flails her arms when she gets scared and she almost hits you on multiple occasions

Practically runs out when she sees the door to the exit

You have to bring her to get ice cream after in order for her to calm down completely

Her voice is completely gone the next day from screaming so much

𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔

Used to be a big fan of haunted houses

Would take women there so he could “protect” them when he was in his womanizer days

Now with everything that’s happened he doesn’t exactly see the appeal of them like he did before

He’ll get slightly triggered by the flashing lights and loud noises

When you offer to leave the place because of it he insists that he’s fine and that you both should stay

You reluctantly agree and he swears that he’s fine

He doesn’t have any more episodes for the rest of the house and he finds himself having a good time otherwise

The scares don’t really phase him, other than a couple of good ones that catch him off guard

Finds it hilarious when the other people in the house get scared at all of the wimpy and childish scares

Will keep making the “I’m too old for this” type of jokes

Has a great time and would probably drag Sam there once in order to try to scare him

𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓

Is honestly terrified

Jumps at noises before you’re even inside the haunted house

Tries to play it off like he didn’t just jump or was kidding, but he’s really bad at it

You can feel him shaking next to you as you start to walk into the scary building

You have to force him to move his feet when he stops a couple steps into the building

Keeps his eyes closed for most of the time so you have to guide him on where to go

His spidey senses are all over the place when in the building even when he knows there’s no actual real danger

Squeezes your arm tightly every time someone screams

You have to tell him when you’re out of the building so he can open his eyes again

Screams when someone taps his shoulder to ask him if they could borrow his phone since theirs died

Gets extremely embarrassed because of it and stutters a lot when he hands over his phone, almost dropping it in the process

Is not able to sleep for the night and ends up having to watch comedies to get his mind off being scared

𝒀𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒂

Is really excited to get to go and try a new experience

Gets more nervous when you get closer to the destination

You have to actively keep from harming any of the scare actors or destroying props

When something pops out at her, her arms immediately go up and hands turn into fists

You have to forcibly bring her arms back down at her sides so she doesn’t end up harming anyone

Ends up accidentally breaking one of the props after it jumps at her

Tries to put it back and fix it, but it ends up falling over again

Quickly walks away from it after she tries and fails multiple times to fix it

Laughs about it after you’re both out of the house and away from the area of the workers so they don’t suspect

They definitely suspect something when you both conspicuously fast walk away from the attraction

Overall has a great experience

𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌

There isn’t really a reason for him to go to one since for one he won’t be able to see what’s happening and two he would know when each scare was going to happen and from where

Goes with you anyway since you sound so excited about it

Chuckles every time you jump closer to him

Pretends to get scared a couple times but you know he’s just pretending

Ends up somehow scaring one of the scare actors?? You actually have no clue how

Genuinely does have a good time because he finds your reactions to everything amusing

“Stop laughing at me”

“I’m not laughing at you I’m laughing with you”

“Matthew I am not laughing”

You threaten him with not inviting him to go to a haunted house with you again and he quickly apologizes because he had a good time and would want to do it again, even if he couldn’t see the attraction or enjoy it for the reasons everyone else does

𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟

The person who is probably the most down to go

She’s the one who comes up with the idea to go

Doesn’t get scared as easily as some of the other characters do

Confidently walks through the area, not getting deterred by many of the scares

You have to work to catch up with her with how she’s moving, trying not to slow down much when you get jumpscared

When she gets scared however, she gets scared good

There’s a specific scare that she doesn’t see coming that she jumps back from, almost crashing into you

Will want to go through it again when you’ve both reached the exit, or find a different new one to try

You’re both at it until the early hours of the morning

It’s a shock that you don’t have a heart attack from all the different houses she drags you to

𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

Honestly she would probably act like how an average person would in a haunted house

Screams and gets scared at parts while also seeing the fun in it all

Will most likely make fun at how some of the props look

Laughs at the more ridiculous ones because who decided to make these look like this

She does get more scared from more of the props than the scare actors though

She doesn’t expect the first prop to come down from the ceiling into her face and she recoils so hard bumping into you

She glances at it as you both walk by it to get to the rest of the attraction and scoffs at the weird zombie/skeleton looking creature that scared her

“I can’t believe I got scared at that thing.”

Gets scared again by one that looks the exact same

Won’t go out of her way to go in it again but is willing to do it again at some point

You casually get drinks after to talk about your experiences in it

She won’t let the one scare she had down and keeps insisting that she definitely would not be scared if she would have seen how dumb it looked beforehand

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