Chaotic Good

Magda "Maggie" Maximoff || 22 || Reality Warping/Chaos Magic

[magdamaximcff]

Wanted Connections

I’m working on doing the task version of this but in the mean time I’m struggling with muse so I thought this might help:

Best Friend: Closer than a sibling, this person is someone Magda is super close with. Probably someone who either went to school with her, or knows the Maximoffs, who has known Magda since Wanda adopted her. They know her insecurities and she knows theirs. They help each other.

Classmate: Someone else studying at university. A studymate perhaps, or someone who catches the same bus/is in the same classes/Magda has struck up conversation with.

Crush: A girl or feminine leaning nb who Magda has developed feelings for. I’m rather open about who this could be. It could be a kid of the heroes she hangs around, a classmate, or even combined with the best friend connection above. However it is, Magda is too insecure/shy to admit her feelings or even consider that they might be returned.

Magic Users: Other magic users. Wanda was the first other magic user that she’s ever known, and has only studied magic since she was adopted. Much of her power is uncontrolled and instinctual. This could rub your character the wrong way, or perhaps they see this as an opportunity to share. Perhaps they want to use her powers for their own gain (not limited to just magic users).

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“Fuck” Sentence Starters

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Angry

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Fuck this.”

“Get the fuck out of here.”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Fuck that!”

“I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”

“Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”

“Shut the fuck up.“

“Get your fucking act together.”

“Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”

“Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”

“Get your fucking hands off of me!”

“Stay the fuck away from me.”

“Who stole my fucking shit?!”

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”

“You wanna fucking go, punk?”

“Get the fuck over it.”

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“What the fuck do you want from me?”

Sad

“Fuck life.” 

“No, I’m not fucking over it.”

“Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”

“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

“Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”

“I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”

“Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”

“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”

“I fucking miss him/her/them.”

“Who the fuck cares?”

“All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”

“I fucked up my own life.”

“I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”

Insults

“Fuck you!”

“I fucked your mom last night.” 

“You’re a fucking asshole.”

“You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?” 

“Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?” 

“Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“Motherfucker!”

“Wow, that’s fucking small.”

“Get the fuck over yourself.”

Sexy

“Fuck me.”

“I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”

“I’d fuck you all night long.”

“You look like a fucking dog in heat.”

“You look so fucking hot right now.”

“Fuck–faster~”

“FUCK, I’m gonna come!”

“I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”

“Babe, fuck–not here.”

“You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”

“I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”

“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”

“F-fuck–please–~”

“I’d let you fuck me any day.”

“You better use a fucking condom.”

“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”

“Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”

“Fuck, it’s big.”

“Let’s make a fucking baby.”

Situations

“Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”

“How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”

“Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”

“I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”

“This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”

“It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”

“Fuck, I’m so wasted.”

“What the fuck did we do last night?”

“Where the fuck am I?”

“Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”

“Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”

“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”

“Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”

“Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”

“It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”

“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”

[ jessica jones. ] | [ ava starr. ] | [ natasha romanoff. ]

[magdamaximcff]

@un-cagedbird

[dildaar]

Kalank (2019)

[magdamaximcff]

knckldown‌:

   ‘ huh. okay. ‘   buffy by this point had taken out her phone,   trying to make some notes of some sorts (?)    super powered they may be,   but cat detection wasn’t amongst that list.   ‘ what’s he look like ? small big? fluffy ?  oh is he a black cat,    i love a good black cat. ‘ 

“That would suit me, but no he’s entirely white. Like snow actually. Fluffy and... mean. He can be quite mean to most people.” Magda loved him though. He had to come back, right? She just hoped he wasn’t lost or hurt.

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fastrthanyou‌:

“You can laugh, it’s hilarious,” Tommy offered her with a shrug. “I did, an extra large for free with the promise that once this grew out I’d never dye my hair again. Hear me out though isn’t it funnier if I don’t tell him?”

Magda drops her hands, allowing herself to laugh more openly. “For free? Oh my god, Tommy.” She chuckles and shrugs. “Poor Billy if he ever does go back to that place. At least the barista will be pleased his hair is back to normal.”

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hcllblazcrs‌:

“Grumpy?” He repeats, snorting. Sensing that it was time to let his new acquaintance go, John hands over the cat to the wary looking girl and shrugs his shoulders. “He’s been nothing but an absolute angel, love.” Excluding the couple fresh bite marks on John’s arms that were hidden under his trench coat. John was convinced the only thing that had made the cat stop was the taste of his tainted blood. Maybe Himesh had mistaken him for a fellow demon. “Himesh is a much better name, by the way.” He assures her, holding out his hand. “John Constantine. Master of the dark arts. And cat handling, occasionally.”

“Mostly, yeah. Even towards my mum and my brothers most of the time.” Magda relaxes considerably when the man hands the cat over to her, letting him settle in her arms. “Naughty cat,” she murmurs, scratching behind his ears even as she did. “Thanks,” she says, attention returning to the man. She shifts Himesh so she can shake his hand. “Magda Maximoff. Not really the master of anything yet.”

[magdamaximcff]

antiazaria‌:

            ❝ Your cat ?? ❞ Charlotte asked , only for clarification - but concern instantly wrote on itself on her face before she tried to remain as CALM as ever. Empathy could feel the inner panic the other was hiding ; Charlotte nearly falling into a state herself , but careful to keep it contained. ❝ No - but I can help. When did you last see him and where ?? ❞

“Yes, he’s my cat,” Magda says quickly. The concern on the other’s face is more than she expected, but this woman seems sympathetic which was good. “Um.. Earlier today. He got out of my apartment somehow. He’s not been out since I adopted him.”

[fastrthanyou]

@magdamaximcff

“Today I was getting coffee and I swear the barista almost started crying. Asking me ‘Billy why did you dye your hair. It looked so good.’ and asking why ‘i’ never came in anymore. So long story short I’m never entering the upper west side again.”

[magdamaximcff]

Magda tries to suppress her laughter, covering her mouth, but she can’t help it. “Aww, oh Tommy. Might wanna pass that onto Billy--sounds like he has a fan over there. Did you even get your coffee?”

[jaydentcdd-blog]

HE was finally having a normal life. Years of being scared; of being trapped. He hadn’t had a flare-up in months. Was he FINALLY beating this thing? The Chinese male chuckled softly as he stared at the person across from him. “You see, Wayne Enterprises is a great investment in Stock.” He carried on the conversation. He hoped to one day work in his grandfather’s company. MAYBE an accountant. Opening his mouth to speak again, a sudden fit came over him. COUGHING and COUGHING. Oh no. no no no. Rushing into his bag, he placed his handkerchief to his mouth. BLOOD. 

[magdamaximcff]

Magda was listening to the young man talk about investments in Wayne Enterprise stocks, trying to figure out a way to politely leave. She didn’t realy have any interest in stocks at all, nor the company in question. But before she could say anything, the young man started to cough. 

At first, she just gave him a sympathetic look. But the cough doesn’t stop. “Are you alright?” she asks, frowning. Then she sees the red on his handkerchief. “Oh my god.” She stands up quickly, moving closer to him. “What--What’s wrong?” Could she help him? Use her magic?

[magdamaximcff]

hcllblazcrs‌:

John turns around with an amused look on his face, holding a cat that matches her description. He had been on his way to home when the cat tagged along. “The poor lad kept following me and I didn’t have the heart to leave him since he didn’t seem like a stray cat.” He admitted with a snort, shaking his head. “I already named him Chas, you don’t mind.”

“Himesh!” Magda exclaims. The small cat looks particularly grumpy, not exactly pleased at being held by a stranger. Magda was surprised that the man hadn’t been bitten or scratched yet. Her face falls a bit when the man talks about having named him, unsure if he’s joking. She certainly hopes so. “He can be a bit grumpy to most people,” she says, trying to reach out for him.

[magdamaximcff]

⎣ alia bhatt, cis female, she/her⎤ I just saw [ magda maximoff ] walking around new york they’re [ twenty two ] years old and they’re the child of [ wanda maximoff (adopted) ]. Their abilities are [ chaos magic/reality manipulation ] and they are working on [ UNIVERSITY ]. at their best they’re [ empathetic & curious ] but at their worst they can be [ impulsive & self-deprecating ].

In Magda’s mind there’s two periods of her life thus far: Before and After Wanda Maximoff.

Before:

My mummy says I’m a lousy little worm My daddy says I’m a bore

Magda was the unwanted child, the mistake that threatened to ruin her young mother’s life. So she didn’t let it happen. The baby left with its auntie, her mother’s older sister who already had children.

Growing up, she was the odd one out. She knew she wasn’t her guardians daughter, but their niece, and she was never quite included by her cousins either.

No matter how hard she tried, she seemed to be a bother, a nuisance. So she began to withdraw from them, began to internalise those sentiments.

When her powers came in, an inheritance, she assumed, from her unknown father, she hid them as best as she could. But unknowingly, she began to warp reality around her. She began to avoid the negative attention by keeping her ‘family’ from noticing her at all.

Eventually, she ran away, sensing they wouldn’t even notice.

Wanda:

This little girl needs somebody strong To fight by her side

She’s not sure what drew Wanda to her

Magda has a feeling it was her magic

Alone on the streets, she’d begun to use it more, to get by.

Then this woman appears, this Avenger, this powerful witch

She’s like a saviour in Magda’s life.

After:

Don't cry little girl Nothing can hurt you, you've nothing to fear... I'm here...

Before she knows it, she’s living with Wanda

And then adoption is on the table, all so soon.

Sixteen years old, she becomes Magda Maximoff. Daughter.

It’s more than she can handle, her belief that she was nothing so deeply ingrained that she keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop, even as she accepts

When she finds out about Wanda’s lost twins, she can’t help the awful conclusion she comes to: Wanda was just trying to fill that void with her, though Magda would never be good enough for that.

It’s not true, Wanda has never said anything to make her feel like that

But she grew up feeling like she wasn’t enough, and she’s scared Wanda might think that too.

Magda has a compulsive need to please, to be useful, to prove herself and prove that she has a place here

She’s also impulsive, and unlikely to think through her decisions carefully

It’s a fun combination

Magda’s Cat:

Almost two years ago now, she found a feral kitten. Pure white fur beneath the dirt, half an ear missing from a fight, and clearly the runt of his litter. Her heart broke for him, and she had to help him.

He was not having any of this, hissing and threatening to bite when she came close. But she was patient, coming back day after day with food and a box until he came close. Until she eventually convinced him that she was friendly.

By now, no one could ever tell that this small fluffy cat was ever a stray, and she adores him.

He seems to hate almost everyone else, however, except Magda.

[magdamaximcff]

knckldown‌:

   buffy turned ; a clear annoyance written in neon green eyes that took a second or two to diminish.   sure they could help,     but they weren’t a cat whisperer,  nor did they even particularly even like cats ( a dog person through and through. )       ‘ huh,     i haven’t.   ‘ they took a second to glance at their watch,   consciously reminding themselves that even super heroes have to save cats sometimes,  ‘ did he like get stuck up a tree or something? ‘

Magda hates annoying anyone, and it’s clear that she’s annoying this person. But she has to find Himesh. She doesn’t want to lose him, and besides, white cats weren’t meant to go outside. Too susceptible to sunburn. “I don’t know. He got out, and I can’t find him.”

[magdamaximcff]

“Excuse me?” Magda stops the nearest person, trying to hide her mild panic. Himesh would be fine, but her indoor cat had gotten out. And she was very concerned, trying to focus on finding him rather than being worried or angry about who let him out. “Have you seen a white cat? Fluffy, about this big? Please, I really need to find him.”

[midsummered]

“welcome to beans and beans,” the young man smiled politely, running a hand through his curls as he stood behind the taller plants towards the back of the store. stepping out a little, he eyed the clock on the wall. it was late and he’d already counted the till, but… he could still serve them. right?

shifting nervously, lysander spoke up again. “we close in ten, b-but… i’d be happy to help you.”

[magdamaximcff]

“Oh.” Shit, of course. She hadn’t realised how late it was. “I’m sorry, um... Are you sure? You don’t have to--”