Desperate for titans x Scarlet witch reader who manipulates probability manipulation 🥺 like I can see reader being stressed with all of the titans fighting since they're part of monarch, fixing cities and healing injured citizens And even resurrecting those who died or using magic to evacuate people
And when the titans visit the island that reader is placed on because of monarch placing reader there because of said titans knowing where it is, they'd nudge reader while they're just standing over the shores, knowing that reader is exhausted
Thanks for writing if you see this, anyways, have a Wanda ❤️
(reader is comic 2025 scarlet witch level)
There were no monsters for a year..
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| All Titans x Scarlet Witch Reader |
➤ Warning: Mention of death.
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A power that cannot be compared to anything but itself. A power that must be wielded competently. A power that requires a lot of patience. It kills. Not literally, but you feel like you're falling apart from the inside out, like ice falling piece by piece into the depths of the ocean. Your heart knows you're on the right track, but your brain is ready to argue all your life to shield you from destruction and your calling. Your memory still keeps all those dead bodies that you so desperately brought back to life, the worst thing is that these people can't put this information in their heads and wake up in the real world screaming and fearing.
Some may even kiss you on the feet when they realize that their life goes on again. The soldiers, tortured by this war between the Titans, wake up again in pain and just shout at you, asking "Why?" A thousand cities are prosperous again after long battles between the gods. Millions of people are rising from their graves again. You are a valuable employee. With such forces, working in the monarch is a big priority. You are capable of replacing a thousand soldiers, but you are still engaged in the vocation that is in your soul. You won't cheat on fate, but you're so tired. Many years have passed, but these screams still do not stop. This time you just look. Watch and listen to how another soldier accuses you. You are used to it, because you know that this is how it should be and it will always be so.
It takes a lot of effort, a lot.
Returning to the helicopter, you look at the pilot while he shakes his head towards the rear cockpit. Your hands are still in the energy, ready to continue to bleed out, as if they have opened a second wind. You silently sit down and watch the ground disappear from under your "feet". Now a new view opens up in front of you, where the city is in good condition. It's nice to watch this sometimes, but once you stoop again, the cruel reality will wash over again. You sigh and close your eyes, imagining the good times you've had quickly. The stomach has stopped curling from stress and excitement, but the pain is still present somewhere.
Bright and warm images change the course of events and your imagination automatically turns into a mess full of monsters. They are all unique, they look this way because we are small in our own way and very strong. You have remembered many of them, their names and the color of their scales, their appearance, and so on.
Flying in a helicopter, you can watch Godzilla himself when he sticks his spikes out. Sometimes it is funny to watch the flock of seagulls around it.
Thoughts went on for a long time until the rumble was heard.
Feeling landed, you abruptly wake up from thoughts. The pilot silently waits for you to get out of the cockpit and just leave. Your strength has always frightened him, but he did not show it, although you guessed before him. Timidly stepping to the ground, you look around. The environment you are used to warms your soul. Moving even further, the helicopter immediately takes off and flies as far away from you as possible, leaving your body completely alone with its thoughts, memories and this destructive force. A little more and you will simply collapse dead, forgetting about yourself and others. Standing on the shore, you sob and tear your throat in utter desperation. The birds scattered, and your cry continued until your voice broke into a cough. You are standing. Just stand and look at the flying point. The monarch is not to blame, you are just unknown to this world. They are afraid. They do their job. They study from a distance.
You may be mad at them, but you understand that you are their best employee, whom they really appreciate. If you get angry, it will be even worse.
Closing your eyes and standing on the seashore, you just fall. You are not sleeping, you are just trying to close your eyes to everything that has happened in your life, not paying attention to extraneous sounds and squeaks. How good it would be if you didn't have any of these things that you have now. How good it was to live a normal life and not think about the fact that during the time of the titans, you would have to return to the temporary graves of the soldiers and listen to the screams of pain. A couple more such statements and you will collapse.
Red energy oozes out of your eyes and hovers around your head, attracting it. You can't hear or see, or you don't want to see. You block yourself from the world in order to rest and not experience eternal stress. But this does not stop her. The flapping of massive wings stops, perhaps in your head.
Lying on your side and warming the sand under you, you begin to feel it. Her aura.
Its greatness. Strength and kindness for the good of the world. A shaggy forelimb barely reaches out to you, touching your head. You do not open your eyes, but lie quietly and just feel it on yourself. Her presence makes you finally get rid of the moral weight on your shoulders at least a little.
The Monster Queen heard you.
It's just there. Gently pushing you to rise from the ashes and become stronger. You don't react, but you enjoy. You don't want to open your eyes and come back. You're still lying down. A soft squeak reaches your ears, making you smile.
But you don't want to wake up so much.
Now the Sound of the Sea. Very loud noise. You also lie there and don't react, listening to him, feeling the droplets fall on your face. Then vibration. This vibration was terribly familiar and repulsive to you, but somehow native. Mothra looked into the distance and understood what was moving towards them. ── "That's why you don't move in a hurry" You whispered without opening your eyes. The monsters knew you and took you as an equal, according to Ylen Chen. You haven't tried to restore Titans yet, but you already understand that it will take a lot of effort. They had seen many times that bright red light, which was different from all the people on this planet. Such a strong and tired little titan. You felt the vibration again, which now pressed even harder on your body. It was close. More precisely, he. His spikes were getting closer and closer to the shore, how did he know that you were here? Oh, that's right, Mothra. Or
The King of the Monsters heard you
You don't even react to it, continuing to lie and lie, burying yourself in the sand like a desert spider, isolating yourself from the world. Too hard for you. You want to fall asleep from mental fatigue and not wake up. But the sudden touch of scales on your face prevents you from doing so. You've opened your eyes after all. Two blue and two orange eyes looked at you from above. You sigh and just look up at the sky, oblivious to the presence of the two mighty titans of this planet. Growling and squeaking were coming from above at the same time, trying to convey something to you, but you don't care.
Your memories drown out all these sounds, creating your own scream in your head in the form of a "dead" soldier. The eyes are also open like silver coins. They just lack that very brilliance. If you didn't tell anyone about your strength, what would happen? Would it be better for you? What if you hadn't told me about half of your abilities? Would it be better? You can no longer know, but changing the course of events affects you so much.
The two Titans are moving away from you, but they are not leaving. An interesting human reaction to such creatures. Too unusual.
Mothra coos right above your ear, but doesn't touch you.
And Godzilla just curled up in a ball with his face to you, waiting for you. He feels your condition, he understands you. It's hard for you. You've been through so much in your life. He understands this perfectly well and agrees with this torment, so he gives you space, relying on his experience of a lonely war unfortunately. The pure truth comes out right away. You need to be able to survive stress alone, because you don't know when the moment will come when you will be left all alone. And you should not constantly look for support if people themselves do not give it to you, it is just important to appreciate those people or even monsters who themselves can come at any time and just be there and support in their own way. Just watch and watch how you cope on your own or push you to the last.
Now you feel the heat. You didn't even notice how the two Titans roared defensively, looking in the same direction. Fire Kaiju has also arrived. Now it became even more interesting, how did he get here? He definitely couldn't hear you. Although it may have been here from the beginning. You don't even look at it, scrolling through the scenarios in your head. You should stop urgently.A hard beak pushed you sharply into the shoulder, and the heat became even stronger. The two main Titans didn't even stop him. Interesting. Rodan is now trying not to turn this situation into an argument. His gaze is dark, but brightens in the sun. The kaiju lay down completely on the sand, looking at you and waiting for action.
You don't know what he would have done if those two hadn't been around you. Did you eat it? Or did he use it as a stone and just throw it into the sea? It is not known what is going on in the head of this particular demon, but you are not interested in it now, as little as the presence of other titans around you. But this is partly funny.
The Three Titans are simply looking at you, a powerful man whose strength is arguably equal to and superior to any kaiju. But you don't look hostile, rather desperate for something.Or just tired of the world. Their eyes shifted to you, then looked at each other, making all possible sounds questioningly. It's cool. Now you can tell them apart when they all scream together.
You are practically immersed in the sand. Your eyes catch every detail that comes into your field of vision and put them in your head. You blink slowly, taking a deep breath as Godzilla growls in his usual way. Mothra moved quickly to the king's head, just to calm the lizard's fervor, which was apparently aimed at Rodan, who was still trying to get to your reaction and you in general. A clingy bird.. , if you can call it that, of course. It is not surprising that Godzilla is also hostile to him when he first subjugated the fire kaiju to King Ghidora.
Oh, of course you were present at that time. No one wants to see such an uprising. Although you didn't really want to be there for everyone to see, it was more likely to act incognito. As a result, the Monarch decided to do something different and now every war will concern you. After all, you are the key to salvation, aren't you?
You're making your tenth note about how it's better to spend time with Titans than with humans. In spite of their attitude towards each other, they came. Your need wakes up in the direction of the titans. And you really like it.
Perhaps this island was not a mistake, the main thing is that the Monarch did not find out about it.
"I think we can do without the ice barrier, Shimo" You look at the quietest Titan, who has also quietly made his way to you from the hollow earth. ── "Apparently she's with the guests."
You are glad to distract yourself from your terrible thoughts of the past at least for a second.
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