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Wanda Maximoff

[kurthummelandco]

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[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

kurthummelandco:

“There but for the grace of god go I,” Kurt remarked with a dry laugh at the mention of failed marriage. He sighed as he recalled the evening’s events. “Well, he was about forty minutes late, smelling like weed and cheap perfume. Then he goes on about how he always wanted to see a girl have sex with a gay man, and called me a prude when I said I would not be interested in that,” he shuddered. “Then it was bearable until he suggested we go back to his place so he could do lines off of my ass.”

Wanda smirked and held back her chuckles. “I swear, Kurt, you always date the worst men.” She got up from the couch and moved into the kitchen. “Did he at least offer you any of that coke?” She joked with a knowing smile. She pulled out a bottle of wine. “Whatever happened to that guy from work I introduced you too? I mean, he seemed a little boring, but at least he wouldn’t ask to do coke off your ass?”

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

wishing-for-a-sail:

Rolf had discovered Flower Boy only a few days ago and started listening to it on his morning runs. He found that he especially lost himself during Boredom. There was something about all the parts of the song, along with the monotonous but soothing running, that made him disappear for a moment, in the best way possible. He bumped into someone during one of those moments, nothing too catastrophic, but still. 

“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention at all. Are you alright?”

It wasn’t completely his fault he had run into her. Wanda had been traveling through the multiverse when she had found herself in a quick need to transport herself back home. She came falling in from behind a tree and stumbled onto the path. Instead of checking her surrounding, she backed away from the tree to make sure she hadn’t been followed, when another came crashing into her. She got ready to fight, but when she realized she wasn’t under attack she took a breath and let out a slight chuckle. “I’m fine.” She looked back the tree, and then at Rolf. “I was distracted and didn’t see you there.”

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

mistxkesmade:

“Oh Darling, I don’t take souls, I just…punish them.” Lucifer smirked. “What if I told you, that you can be rid of my little..pets if you do me a little…favor.”

Wanda looked up at the other and then leaned in. “Depends,” her voice was low, “for one, how do I know I can trust you? Secondly, what would that favor be?”

[takesalittlecourage-deactivated]

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takesalittlecourage:

“Wh-.. what happened?” 

Wanda stood there, her hands up ready to attack. “We need to go,” she firmly stated. “Get up.” Off in the distance, something was coming. Slow at first, but slowly gaining speed. “We’re not safe here.”

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picassoxbabyx:

“i honestly don’t think i have done anything wrong – in my opinion you’re overreacting. simple.”

Wanda rolled her eyes and huffed. “I’m not overreacting and I’m sick of everyone telling me I am,” she barked. “You’re just an asshole!”

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

bluebirdistheword:

“Well, good morning, sleepy.” Dick smirked as he sipped at his mug of black coffee with enough sugar to take the bitter edge off of the cheap stuff. “I made coffee and there’s Frooty Pebbles, if you want.”

“I uh,” Wanda began, trying to get her barrings. “I don’t drink coffee, but, uh thanks.” She ran her hand through her hair as she entered the kitchen. “But Frooty Pebbles, you say?” She smirked and sat at the table. “How could a woman reject?” 

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

“These powers.. my magic.. they’ve probably caused me more trouble than anything else. I’m a sorceress with the ability warp and rewrite the universe. Yet, I still haven’t been able to find happiness for very long.” Wanda looked down and sighed. 

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

stxrmqueens:

open to || f/m/nb

connections || any

“Hi act like you’re super interested in what I’m saying right now please.” Ellie hadn’t even taken a second to look at who she was actually talking to. All the was focused on right now was not getting seen by her cast mate. A small theater production and apparently one of the other girls said she was looking for a date and John took that as a free pass to ask her out, so she was conveniently hiding.

Wanda glanced at John and then back at Ellie. She had once read John’s mind, it was generally filled with mindless nonsense but she knew he had been checking out for a while now. “As long as that means you’re not going to waste your time on him, than we can talk all day,” she replied with a playful smile. Wanda, with a flick of her finger, caused John to look the other way and walk off, as if erasing the last though from his mind. She had be careful though, minds were fragile and he did have a fairly important role, some supporting character for the male lead. Wanda, however, was there to work on sets and costumes. “He’s nice but,” she began, watching him walk away. She then looked at Ellie and whispered, “but he’s not very smart, is he?

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

logiicborn:

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  “Who are you and what are you doing aboard this ship?” asked Spock, phaser pointing at the one before him. They hadn’t been been there but seconds before.

Wanda had been surfing through the multiverse, hoping to find herself somewhere out there. Maybe if she went far enough she could escape her guilt. Being a nexus being allowed her to almost unlimited access to the multiverse and all it had to offer. Wanda had ended up in some odd places before, alternate timelines and some of them were most hostile than others. Here, Wanda was met at gun point. “Sorry, I could have sworn I was going to be on Earth...” She looked around. “I seem to have made a mistake.” She moved and tried read their location. When she failed, she sighed and turned back the other. “My name is Wanda Maximoff,” she introduced herself. “You don’t need to keep the gun in my face. I won’t harm you.” 

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

write-on-walls:

Jordan walked right into the others house and beamed seeing them in the kitchen. “Heyo!” He smiled as he came in making himself at home. That was the thing about his best friend was the fact that he knew he could walk in whenever he wanted. “So i was thinking we could order some chinese take out, play video games or something.” he told them with a shrug. “Because I’m bored so please don’t kick me out.” he gave them the puppy dog look.

“You should really knock more,” Wanda replied. She then looked up from her magazine and smiled. “Of course. It sounds fun.” She got up and walked over her phone. “Which place do you like more again? Dragon Castle or China Bistro? Either is fine with me.” She moved her hair behind her hair as she looked through her phone for the numbers. “As long as we don’t order from Golden Changs. Their egg rolls are revolting.”

[heavensmostterrifyingweapon-m-d]

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[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

heavensmostterrifyingweapon:

“Should have thought of that before you called me that!” Gabriel glared. “I’m an archangel, You can’t make me do anything.” He had an annoyed look. He tried to walk off.

Wanda snapped her fingers and the room faded away, they were surrounded by nothing by void and space. “I can rewrite the universe,” she reminded him. “I'll keep following you if I must.” She feeling a little extra.

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heavensmostterrifyingweapon:

Gabriel glared “No.. You know what, Screw you, I don’t want to talk to you right now.” he seemed angry and upset with the other. The archangel turned and walked away. “After all, I am just the cruel heartless trickster right?” he snapped bitterly still hurt by the others words from before.

The room begin to dissolve into Tetris-like cubes. “Don’t be so dramatic!” Wanda yelled, as she began to will away the exit even more. “We’re gonna talk like adults,” she informed him. “Even if I have to erase this entire room from existence.”

[goddessofchaoss]

“You think your power means anything to me? I work in chaos as others work in clay. I weave together the improbable and unnatural. I control chaos.” - Avengers 1998 #59

[starboalts]

Scarlet Witch #3

[stayblondebaby]

Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff a.k.a. Scarlet Witch in Captain America - Civil War (2017)

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

“I’m glad you came,”  Wanda began, setting a two cups of tea down. With a gesture of her hand, the spoons began to stir in the sugar. “You don’t visit very often anymore..”

[wickedwandaofthewest-blog]

musebyanyothername:

suggested connections: serious boyfriend/girlfriend, roommate, best friend

“I’m not saying that you can’t put up a tree there. All I’m saying is that are you sure it’s even going to fit? We both know that you didn’t take any measurements and I don’t want to have to save you when you’re stuck pinned up against the wall unsure how to get out because that damn tree has taken up most of the living room.” Nathan shrugged slightly as he turned another page of his book. People could call him a Grinch all they wanted to – he was just being practical. Sure that being practical meant that he was against putting up trees, wasn’t a huge fan of wrapping presents, and magically disappeared when there were cookies to be baked, but that didn’t need to be looked into so much. “Do you even have the box of decorations out from the attic? No, probably not because they’re buried under other boxes of junk up there because we still haven’t had that yard sale that you said you would let me have to clear some of that stuff out.”

Wanda rolled her eyes at her roommate. “You’re no fun,” she informed him, with a playful smirk. She didn’t to make sure it fit, for if she really wanted, she could always tweak reality and make it fit. Not that he knew that. She had managed to keep her reality warping powers a secret so far. To be fair, she rarely used them anymore. Normal people didn’t have power. “I’m thinking it will fit.” She watched as he read, and with a flick of her wrist, it shrank and thinned a little. “I already got the stuff down,” she lied. “I say let’s toss some of that junk, anyways. It got in the way of my Halloween decorations.”