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Since Shameless will be over by Phase 5, I think Emmy Rossum (aka Fiona Gallagher) would be a great casting choice for Lorna Dane when she enters the MCU with the rest of the X-Men. I genuinely think she’d fit the role great (just look at how well she played Fiona), and I bet she would look amazing with Lorna’s green hair—whether it be a wig or not.
“Where are you going? It’s late.”
“I need to go.” She simply said, trying not to panic as she got dressed in some jeans, Converse and a grey hoodie, grabbing her keys and phone. After Bucky had suddenly called saying that something was wrong with Steve—due to him now being an old man—Wanda got out of bed and threw on some clothes to leave the apartment in. “I should be back in the morning, and I’ll pick us up some breakfast. Lock the door.” She told him, grabbing her leather wallet and putting it in her pocket, leaving the apartment and heading towards the elevator.
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Bucky put his hands on the Doctor’s shoulders. “I’m aware of that. Just do something to make his pain go away for now.” He said, sounding scared, which surprised Wanda. The three of them entered the house, and heard Steve say, “It hurts, Sam,” in a weak voice from the bedroom.
The Doctor scanned the man with the sonic screwdriver and looked at the results. He reached around in his pockets and pulled out a small bottle of pills. “This will make you feel better,” the Doctor told him, “It will prevent the inevitable for a few days and make it less painful.”
Steve took the pill bottle and managed to open it, taking two of them with a glass of water. “You carry kidney medication in your pockets?” Sam asked, flushing Steve’s IV once he was finished.
“I carry lots of things in my pockets,” the Doctor stated, “They are bigger on the inside.”
“But why kidney medication specifically?” Steve asked weakly. He slightly turned his head, seeing Wanda standing in the doorway, “You can come in, Wanda. I’m not gonna bite you.” Steve joked, showing that he still had a sense of humor despite possibly being at death’s door right now.
“Want to see a movie?” Wanda asked. “I’ve been looking forward to seeing that new It movie, but Pietro’s too much of a wuss to see it with me.”
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“That doesn’t look scary at all,” the Doctor told her, a bit confused, “It’s about a clown. Clowns aren’t scary.”
“This one is.” She said, having seen the first one when it came out. “It’s this shapeshifting alien who isn’t really a clown, but takes on the form of a clown so he can eat kids while controlling this small town in Maine.” Wanda explained, having read the book, “The alien part isn’t mentioned in the movies, like, at all.”
A Witch and a Demon
Wanda walked inside a cafe in Soho, London, heading over to the counter and ordering a coffee. After everything that’s happened lately, she really needed a break from New York to get her mind off of things, such as Vision and Natasha’s deaths. As she sat down at a table near a window, Wanda briefly caught the attention of a man with white hair and a matching suit as she walked past. “What do you think of her, Crowley?” He quietly asked the redheaded man sitting across from him, who was reading a newspaper, paying no attention. “She looks quite pretty if you ask me.”
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He turns around to look at her. “I agree with you. Is she one of yours? Or one of mine?”
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“I think she’s a witch, dear,” Aziraphale said quietly, “I think she’s what you’d call a Romani. I could tell by her eye shape when she walked by. They have a very distinctive eye shape, you know—although you do have to know the difference sometimes.” He rambled, looking over at Crowley, “We should stop staring before she gets creeped out.”
Crowley nods and looks at Aziraphale. He couldn’t deny that the woman was breathtakingly beautiful, but would befriending the woman hurt his relationship with Aziraphale? “Should we talk to her or just move on to a different subject? I mean technically you’re not supposed to be ‘fratinising’ with my kind but when has that ever stopped us?” He said sipping his tea.
Wanda glanced at them for a second, going back to her book as she drank her coffee. Aziraphale shrugged, “If you want to go talk to her, Crowley, go for it. I’m not stopping you.”
He gets up from the table and clears his throat as he reaches her table. “Hello, you look lovely today mame.”
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Wanda was texting Pietro on her phone, looking up at him after hearing him approach her. “Thank you.” She said, finding it a bit odd how he was wearing sunglasses inside, but just assumed he had a vision problem.
He nods, “My name is Crowley, what’s yours?” He asked.
“Wanda.”
“Nice to meet you Wanda,” he says sitting in the booth across from her. “Where are you from?”
“Well, I’m originally from Eastern Europe, but I’m currently from New York.” She explained, drinking her coffee.
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“I’m from.. far away. Probably not somewhere you have heard about,” he answered.
Wanda smiled, chuckling. “I’m originally from a country called Transia. It’s in southern Romania near the Serbian boarder, and we used to travel along this mountain called Wundagore Mountain—which is where my twin brother and I were born.”
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He smiles, “So you’re a gypsy?”
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Aziraphale stared at him in shock from the table. Wanda’s eyes flashed bright red, “Don’t call me that, please. It’s a racist term towards the Romani people.” She drank her coffee. “There are some Roma who aren’t offended by it, but I’m not one of those people.”
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“Shit I offended her,” he thought.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked I know what it’s like to have people be against my people. My people are racially termed as ‘the damned’.”
“I don’t think that’s the exact same thing as being treated like shit due to your skin color and racist stereotypes, Crowley...” Azariphale motioned for Crowley to come over to him, seeing that he was starting to fail.
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He tilts his glasses and she catches a glimpse of his snake eyes. “I have to wear glasses or people will fear me because of my eye deformity.
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Having gone against an army of aliens at least twice, and a few supernatural creatures over the years, Crowley’s eyes no longer scared her. Even Aziraphale was surprised at how unfazed Wanda was. “So... you’re a snake-demon?” She asked.
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He nods and smiles, “You’re not scared of me?”
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“If I wasn’t used to all this magical stuff by now, I would be.”
“Magical stuff? What do you know of magic?”
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Wanda glared.
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He looked around . “Maybe here is not the best place to ask that question... but we could go to my place.”
“Your place?” She asked
the fact that sharon carter is more hated for a chaste kiss rather than wanda for whitewashing rly shows fans don’t give a shit about “representation” and just say it to have an excuse to want two hot white guys making out
“Oh no…you’re hot. This is gonna be a problem.”
“And how should we fix that?”
The Doctor smirked, “You can fuck me roughly and it might help a bit,” he told her in a flirty tone as he got closer. “Tie me up and make me yours.”
Wanda smirked back as she sat back on the couch, a look in her eyes that said that she was probably gonna take him up on that offer. “If you behave, we’ll see about that.”
The Doctor smirked. “You might have to make me,” he dared, still a flirty tone to his voice.
She smiled, reaching out and caressing his cheek with her hand. “Do I?”
“Maybe,” he smirks, “There’s only one way to find out.”
Wanda pushed him back on to the couch, straddling him.
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Wanda smiled, knowing that a back rub would help from the long day of fighting off vampires in Romania sometime in the 1900s.
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He nodded. “I have to get back soon too. If I don’t, my husband’s going to be mad that I missed dinner.” He chuckled to himself. “Are you two married?”
“Not exactly, no,” the Doctor told the other, “My species doesn’t exactly do marriage of any kind. I’m a Time Lord.”
Wanda looked at him. “What about River Song? She was your wife.” She pointed out, having recently heard of her through the TARDIS by complete accident.
“We got married to save the universe,” the Doctor told her. While he did truly care about River in that way, marriage was never the intention.
Wanda sighed. The ship landed near the laboratory in the mountains. The alien stood up, and placed something metal on the side of his neck before pressing a button on it, and a yellow and silver suit materialized over his clothes. The appearance of it reminded Wanda of Carol’s suit, only without an insignia on the chest. “I really hope you two can fight, because this takes three people.” He said.
“I think you’ll find that it really only takes one person,” the Doctor told him with a grin, “And that one person happens to be her.” He grinned, pointing at Wanda.
“Her?” He asked, chuckling, “You want me to believe she can take on a damn god?” He said, starting to laugh. Wanda looked at them.
“Where are you going? It’s late.”
“I need to go.” She simply said, trying not to panic as she got dressed in some jeans, Converse and a grey hoodie, grabbing her keys and phone. After Bucky had suddenly called saying that something was wrong with Steve—due to him now being an old man—Wanda got out of bed and threw on some clothes to leave the apartment in. “I should be back in the morning, and I’ll pick us up some breakfast. Lock the door.” She told him, grabbing her leather wallet and putting it in her pocket, leaving the apartment and heading towards the elevator.
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Bucky put his hands on the Doctor’s shoulders. “I’m aware of that. Just do something to make his pain go away for now.” He said, sounding scared, which surprised Wanda. The three of them entered the house, and heard Steve say, “It hurts, Sam,” in a weak voice from the bedroom.
The Doctor scanned the man with the sonic screwdriver and looked at the results. He reached around in his pockets and pulled out a small bottle of pills. “This will make you feel better,” the Doctor told him, “It will prevent the inevitable for a few days and make it less painful.”
Steve took the pill bottle and managed to open it, taking two of them with a glass of water. “You carry kidney medication in your pockets?” Sam asked, flushing Steve’s IV once he was finished.
🖐
Wanda smiled, knowing that a back rub would help from the long day of fighting off vampires in Romania sometime in the 1900s.
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He nodded. “I have to get back soon too. If I don’t, my husband’s going to be mad that I missed dinner.” He chuckled to himself. “Are you two married?”
“Not exactly, no,” the Doctor told the other, “My species doesn’t exactly do marriage of any kind. I’m a Time Lord.”
Wanda looked at him. “What about River Song? She was your wife.” She pointed out, having recently heard of her through the TARDIS by complete accident.
“We got married to save the universe,” the Doctor told her. While he did truly care about River in that way, marriage was never the intention.
Wanda sighed. The ship landed near the laboratory in the mountains. The alien stood up, and placed something metal on the side of his neck before pressing a button on it, and a yellow and silver suit materialized over his clothes. The appearance of it reminded Wanda of Carol’s suit, only without an insignia on the chest. “I really hope you two can fight, because this takes three people.” He said.
mornings are definitely not their cup of tea 💀
“Where are you going? It’s late.”
“I need to go.” She simply said, trying not to panic as she got dressed in some jeans, Converse and a grey hoodie, grabbing her keys and phone. After Bucky had suddenly called saying that something was wrong with Steve—due to him now being an old man—Wanda got out of bed and threw on some clothes to leave the apartment in. “I should be back in the morning, and I’ll pick us up some breakfast. Lock the door.” She told him, grabbing her leather wallet and putting it in her pocket, leaving the apartment and heading towards the elevator.
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Wanda huffed, pressing the closed button and let it the elevator continue its descend. They walked outside the building, and in a flash of red, the two of them were in Steve’s front yard of his house in Brooklyn. Bucky was sitting on the porch steps, looking up when he noticed them, then stood up and hugged Wanda.
“I knew SHIELD had access to a lot of advanced technology, but I didn’t know they had teleporters,” the Doctor told her, “Unless that was your powers? But I didn’t know about that either.”
Bucky glared at him over Wanda’s shoulder, as he found the Doctor quite annoying at times. He looked at him, “Please tell me you know how to fix kidney failure,” Bucky told him once he and Wanda pulled away. “Because apparently even Sam can’t fix it. And I really don’t wanna call that sorcerer guy this late at night.”
“I can fix kidney failure, yes, it’s rather simple using technology from the future,” the Doctor stated, “But that doesn’t fix the real problem. He’s lived out his life the way he chose to. Everyone dies eventually. Of course, that never stops me from trying to prevent it, but it does happen, especially for a human of his current age.”
Bucky put his hands on the Doctor’s shoulders. “I’m aware of that. Just do something to make his pain go away for now.” He said, sounding scared, which surprised Wanda. The three of them entered the house, and heard Steve say, “It hurts, Sam,” in a weak voice from the bedroom.
A Witch and a Demon
Wanda walked inside a cafe in Soho, London, heading over to the counter and ordering a coffee. After everything that’s happened lately, she really needed a break from New York to get her mind off of things, such as Vision and Natasha’s deaths. As she sat down at a table near a window, Wanda briefly caught the attention of a man with white hair and a matching suit as she walked past. “What do you think of her, Crowley?” He quietly asked the redheaded man sitting across from him, who was reading a newspaper, paying no attention. “She looks quite pretty if you ask me.”
@imcrowleythedemonladies
He turns around to look at her. “I agree with you. Is she one of yours? Or one of mine?”
@scarletromaniqueen
“I think she’s a witch, dear,” Aziraphale said quietly, “I think she’s what you’d call a Romani. I could tell by her eye shape when she walked by. They have a very distinctive eye shape, you know—although you do have to know the difference sometimes.” He rambled, looking over at Crowley, “We should stop staring before she gets creeped out.”
Crowley nods and looks at Aziraphale. He couldn’t deny that the woman was breathtakingly beautiful, but would befriending the woman hurt his relationship with Aziraphale? “Should we talk to her or just move on to a different subject? I mean technically you’re not supposed to be ‘fratinising’ with my kind but when has that ever stopped us?” He said sipping his tea.
Wanda glanced at them for a second, going back to her book as she drank her coffee. Aziraphale shrugged, “If you want to go talk to her, Crowley, go for it. I’m not stopping you.”
He gets up from the table and clears his throat as he reaches her table. “Hello, you look lovely today mame.”
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Wanda was texting Pietro on her phone, looking up at him after hearing him approach her. “Thank you.” She said, finding it a bit odd how he was wearing sunglasses inside, but just assumed he had a vision problem.
He nods, “My name is Crowley, what’s yours?” He asked.
“Wanda.”
“Nice to meet you Wanda,” he says sitting in the booth across from her. “Where are you from?”
“Well, I’m originally from Eastern Europe, but I’m currently from New York.” She explained, drinking her coffee.
@imcrowleythedemonladies
“I’m from.. far away. Probably not somewhere you have heard about,” he answered.
Wanda smiled, chuckling. “I’m originally from a country called Transia. It’s in southern Romania near the Serbian boarder, and we used to travel along this mountain called Wundagore Mountain—which is where my twin brother and I were born.”
@imcrowleythedemonladies
He smiles, “So you’re a gypsy?”
@scarletromaniqueen
Aziraphale stared at him in shock from the table. Wanda’s eyes flashed bright red, “Don’t call me that, please. It’s a racist term towards the Romani people.” She drank her coffee. “There are some Roma who aren’t offended by it, but I’m not one of those people.”
@imcrowleythedemonladies
“Shit I offended her,” he thought.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked I know what it’s like to have people be against my people. My people are racially termed as ‘the damned’.”
“I don’t think that’s the exact same thing as being treated like shit due to your skin color and racist stereotypes, Crowley...” Azariphale motioned for Crowley to come over to him, seeing that he was starting to fail.
@imcrowleythedemonladies
He tilts his glasses and she catches a glimpse of his snake eyes. “I have to wear glasses or people will fear me because of my eye deformity.
@scarletromaniqueen
Having gone against an army of aliens at least twice, and a few supernatural creatures over the years, Crowley’s eyes no longer scared her. Even Aziraphale was surprised at how unfazed Wanda was. “So... you’re a snake-demon?” She asked.
@imcrowleythedemonladies
He nods and smiles, “You’re not scared of me?”
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“If I wasn’t used to all this magical stuff by now, I would be.”
“Magical stuff? What do you know of magic?”
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Wanda glared.
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I wish to understand it. The more I do the less it controls me. One day, who knows, I may even control it.
🖐
Wanda smiled, knowing that a back rub would help from the long day of fighting off vampires in Romania sometime in the 1900s.
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He nodded. “I have to get back soon too. If I don’t, my husband’s going to be mad that I missed dinner.” He chuckled to himself. “Are you two married?”
“Not exactly, no,” the Doctor told the other, “My species doesn’t exactly do marriage of any kind. I’m a Time Lord.”
Wanda looked at him. “What about River Song? She was your wife.” She pointed out, having recently heard of her through the TARDIS by complete accident.
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“So, why are we doing this, again?” Wanda asked, letting the Doctor handcuff her to the bed as she lay in her underwear, “I don’t exactly see the point here.” It wasn’t that she was complaining, but she was curious as to why he’d want to switch roles all of the sudden.
“Because you asked me to,” the Doctor shrugged. Truth was, he really wasn’t sure he was going to be very good at being the dominant partner, but he did want her to be happy. “A few days ago, you mentioned you wanted this and I figured we could try. I still don’t think I’d be very good,” he told her, blushing slightly. “What all do you want me to do to you anyway?”
Wanda tried to remember when she had even mentioned it, due to her having a busy couple of days. “Did I?” She asked. “What makes you think you won’t be good?” She wondered, confused as to why he’d think that.
“I just don’t quite have the personality for it,” he shrugged, blushing a bit as he did, “I just don’t know what to do.”
“You’ll do fine. Why don’t you just start with something simple?” She advised, “Like eating me out?”
“That seems more like something for a dominant to make a submissive do,” the Doctor told her with a slight blush, “But I suppose I could try it.”
“You wanna switch, don’t you?”
“I want to make you happy,” he told her.
She nodded, and spread her legs more. “Then go ahead.”
The Doctor got between her legs and began to use his tongue to pleasure her, starting slowly and getting faster as he went.
Wanda tilted her head back, moaning.
