ill find this menace if i have to go around the world or many worlds. whoever it is, wherever they are, they will know what it means… to face the scarlet witch.

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ill find this menace if i have to go around the world or many worlds. whoever it is, wherever they are, they will know what it means… to face the scarlet witch.
GET TO KNOW ME MEME → [1/7] female characters » Wanda Maximoff
Sometimes it’s hard. But sooner or later every man shows himself.
“Doesn’t matter what you did, or what you were. If you go out there, you fight, and you fight to kill. Stay in here, you’re good, I’ll send your brother to come find you. But if you step out that door, you are an Avenger.”
Every effort to save us, every shift in the bricks, I think “this will set it off”.
Where do you think he gets that?
( i n s p . )
tfw when you’re watching a movie and taking a change to refine your icon textures
oldshitbruh:
Dean Martin - Ain’t That A Kick In The Head
delaborangelus:
And you picked the worst place and time to come.
[A small shake of his head, a gesture of annoyance and possible anger at the general world.]
I would give you a through tour of all of Hell’s Kitchen. But I’m not exactly liked around here.
There is never a good time to visit a warzone, Diavol.
{This part of the city reminded her of home. She knew the fight of it better than most.}
Working from shadows does not often accomplish positive acclaim, are you surprised by the notoriety?
visiovitae:
His arms closed around her instinctively—was that the right word?—and one hand came back to cradle the back of her head gently. Logically, he knew that another human would be better for this, but not for one instant did the thought occur to him that he didn’t belong there.
“No one will forget your brother’s sacrifice or the day of his death. The world watched him save a life with no regard to his own, and its people will help you to mourn him.” There was silence, and then he added, “I will help you to mourn him, if you like.”
Wanda nodded her head, sending her messy hair awry. It probably would have bothered her at any other time, but for now it didn’t even register as an inconvenience. “I think that I would like that, Vision.”
Sniffling, she wiped at her face without stepping away from his embrace. “I think that maj brat would also like it. He would be happy someone was trying to look out for me. Or perhaps he would be concerned for your well being. I have been known to get others in to trouble. ” Finally, she stepped back, not far enough to be out of reach but so that she was no longer relying on Vision for support. It had been quite a day, and it had been Visions’s first. What that meant for him, she had no idea, but it seemed sad to her.
“Are you okay as well?” she questioned, wiping away the wet tracks on her face with a dirty sleeve.
Vision and the Scarlet Witch #1 (1982)
thestraightandarrowpath:
“You’re acting old,” he replies, folding his hands over one another and leaning forward to rest his head upon them while she works. It helps to keep him still - moreso than before as she works along his back.
“Normally I just rub some dirt in it and walk it off - but yeah it’s basically the same for this purpose.” He does his best not to wriggle or squirm away from her touch. Habit, really - being patched up was his least favorite thing so he avoided medical at all costs (ending up much like he had today, soaking in the tub and resting). “Where’d you learn how to fix people up so good, nurse?”
“Dirt, you scrub dirt in it. Why of course you do. Bohg na ceirubu,” she muttered, squeezing out the antibiotic onto the scrapes and cuts. Evening out the distribution of it with a fingertip, she unwrapped a piece of what looked to be the nonstick dressing to layer under the gauze to keep it from sticking.
“You are forgetting so quickly that I grew up in a warzone, hm? Children must make themselves useful. This is what I was best at. It was also something I found peace in,” she stuck a corner of the gauze in her mouth to unroll it with one hand while holding the first layer on his back. They had tape, which made this easier. Especially considering that Clint would likely not sit still after this to heal.
“One second,” she hummed, dropping the gauze and instead staring at his back before preparing a few pieces of tape that she stuck to her arm. Maybe she could configure it in such a way he could move without making the bandaging completely useless.
HEY GUYS, just an update
So I realized I disappeared without warning, and I probably won’t be able to RP until August.
Why you ask? Well because I thought it was a good idea to take SIXTEEN credit hours at my University during the summer. (Full time in the summer is 9 hours, I’m taking nearly double that... SO.)
So upside: I now know Italian. (That was 10 of the hours) Downside: No time for absolutely ANYTHING else. Class ends on August 7th, which is probably when you can expect me back.
the actual romance subplot in AoU imo
He brought his chin down on top of her head, narrowing his eyes as her hair whipped his face. When they landed, it wasn’t among the rest of the survivors, but on the nearly-empty private deck leading toward an empty hangar. Despite landing and straightening to look at Wanda, Vision didn’t move to set her on her feet just yet.
“Možda obavljanje ljubaznost može ublažiti žaljenje.” Lifting a strand of her hair from her face, he carefully placed it back where it seemed to belong. “Trebali biste leći.” Shifting back into English, he turned his head. “If you like, I will find somewhere that you can rest.”
Suddenly it was too much. How nice Vision was. Everything that had happened to the town. The death of her brother. The dead children she had not rescued in time. All of it weighed on her heart until it caved in as the first tears started to run down her cheeks, carving out clear paths in the dirt.
Childhood instinct demanded that she turn away and hide her tears. No one takes a girl seriously when she cries, she had learned that early. Opi told her never to let them see her cry from rage or sadness, but what did Opi know? He was gone, just like the rest of her family. The Maximoff line was down to her and Tata was probably rolling in his grave. Wanda did not want to be alone, and so she just let out a sobbing cry and held tighter to Vision, hiding her face completely against his shoulder.
“What am I going to do? I cannot rest, someone has to sit with p-pie-maj brat, and we did not ever live in a camp but I need to find Tetka and tell her. There are customs, I must- it’s just- we’ve already broken so many. What day is it? I could not forgive myself if I did not know maj brat’s yahrtzeit.”