ㅤㅤㅤ ❝𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒊 𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒊𝒓.❞ ⸻ 〔 ☾ 〕 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ↬ #marvelrp ; oc son of dr strange. scientist, wizard, beast. mature themes ; 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ∔ 𝒊 ᥲm thᥱ 𝒄͟𝒂͟𝒕͟𝒂͟𝒍͟𝒚͟𝒔͟𝒕͟ for thᥱ ᥱᥣᥱmᥱᥒt of 𝖈̵𝖍̵𝖆̵𝖔̵𝖘̵ 𝖒̵𝖆̵𝖌̵𝖎̵𝖈̵𝖐̵ .ᐟ 𝐰𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝐦𝖺𝗑𝗂𝗆𝗈𝖿𝖿 ( † ) 𝖙̵𝖍̵𝖊̵ 𝖘̵𝖈̵𝖆̵𝖗̵𝖑̵𝖊̵𝖙̵ 𝖜̵𝖎̵𝖙̵𝖈̵𝖍̵ • an independent portrayal ﹠ earth 616 inspired | #marvelrp ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ﹙ ᗢ ﹚ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

this matter doesn’t concern you , @freedomsleader.bsky.social .

“ because i feel what you feel , pietro ! i have to sit here every day , and feel the pain and rage that courses through your body ,” she mutters . “ if you want to destroy the world with him , go ahead .”

she sighs , soft as she sets down the tray she’d held . she pulls him into her arms , and nods . “ of course . you never have to ask .”

“ then why are you so insistent on making him* happy ? he wants to - ruin everything we tried to build !” she says .

there’s a momentary pause as the witch takes in her son’s presence — what should be a normal afternoon routine , interrupted by the sight . “ billy ? what happened ?”

a small wave , scarlet fingertips glinting . “ hello , thor .”

“ oh , vik …” wanda gives a somber smile , fingertips tracing under eyes . she leans up to kiss her — a sigh on tired lips . “ i won’t be long .”

“ vik - “ she turns head , raising one hand to cradle her partner’s cheek . “ are you - ready to raise twins here ?”

“ brought … ? what are you saying , viktorija ?” she asks . holding onto her lover’s shoulders .

“ the - time platform ?” she asks , brows furrowed as she rises to shaky legs . feet aching — so much pain emitted from her heart , cradled in DOOM’s palms . “ how - ?”

“ vik that’s not - “ she turns her head away , a sense of anger welling up within her chest - at herself . why must she always destroy everything she loves ? her brother . her friends . her home … her family . and now her marriage . it rises +

wanda frowns , wiping scarlet eyes . she swallows down the burning in her throat . “ i wasn’t - in control ,” she says . “ i was so angry * and … and i just wanted my family .”

“ five … five years ,” she whispers . her throat burns , flashes of that * night in her mind - when she lost her boys , her vision … “ my boys - “ she wipes her eyes , chaos flowing around her in waves .

|| do i bring TK Strand here ……

wanda barely doubles back her gaze at the sight of her love — used to such oddities in their time together . there have been far more confusing things in the witch’s life . “ upset doesn’t start to cover it ,” she says . “ every day +

doombots cradle explosive heads in the witch’s path — dropping like flies as she makes way towards her wife . entering the room , scarlet pulsing through her veins . “ vik - .”

scarlet eyes glow bright as the rope snaps the cords and wires that make up the bots neck — leaving it lifeless on the floor . she steps over it , tears on her cheeks as she marches through the castle . “ you cannot bring me my boys .”

“ well , that’s just the problem isn’t it ? my boys aren’t * here , and they never will be .” she tightens the rope around the doombot’s throat — grievance and pain in the witch’s eyes . “ it’s not your fault .. but who else am i +

orie✧ it is definitely bedtime soon — i’ve done so much today & im exhausted

the witch smiles , crossing arms at her chest . “ it seems the asgardian liquor is handling you * .”

a shake of dark hair . “ not today . i’m just - trying to remain in motion .”

oh , that is a sight * — she’s covering her mouth , snickering with humor . “ can you hold your liquor , captain ?”

as well as one can fair … how are you ?

good morning , thor .

her wrath reigns heavy this morning , the guards of @doomsclay.bsky.social ‘s castle aiding to her with shaky faith . “ i don’t need your help , i need my boys back !” she snaps , scarlet rope wrapping around one of the synthetic aids .

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( ᗢ ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ∔ 𝒊 ᥲm thᥱ 𝒄͟𝒂͟𝒕͟𝒂͟𝒍͟𝒚͟𝒔͟𝒕͟ for thᥱ ᥱᥣᥱmᥱᥒt of 𝖈̵𝖍̵𝖆̵𝖔̵𝖘̵ 𝖒̵𝖆̵𝖌̵𝖎̵𝖈̵𝖐̵ .ᐟ 𝐰𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝐦𝖺𝗑𝗂𝗆𝗈𝖿𝖿 ( † ) 𝖙̵𝖍̵𝖊̵ 𝖘̵𝖈̵𝖆̵𝖗̵𝖑̵𝖊̵𝖙̵ 𝖜̵𝖎̵𝖙̵𝖈̵𝖍̵ • an independent portrayal ﹠ earth 616 inspired | #marvelrp ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( ᗢ ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀i kneel into a dream where i am good & loved . i am good . i am loved .

⠀⠀⠀⠀ hovering amongst dimly lit candles and the sound of thundering rain — slow breaths taken as the witch’s power floods around her . meditation . how it soothes her grieving soul . ⠀⠀⠀⠀

|| they’re perfect

|| now i’m all soft

orie✧ i fully thought it was dinner time & sat here wondering what to eat , only to see it’s only 4pm .

ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴀᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴀsɢᴀʀᴅ!

laying heavy crowned head across @doomsclay.bsky.social ‘s lap , a tired sigh . “ evening , vik .”

­ ­­­ ­­­ ­ ­ ­­ ­𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 to the F͟O͟O͟L ­ ­­­ ­­­ ­ ­ ­­ ­ ­ ­­­ ­­­ ­ ­ ­­ ­­ ­­­ ­­­ ­ ­ ­­ ­­ ­­­ ­­­ ­ ­ ­­ ­𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 to the 𝐓͟𝐇͟𝐈͟𝐄͟𝐅 ׅ⎖ #DCRP #MVRP #MARVELRP

⠀ ᅠ ᅠAN INDEPENDENT PORTRAYAL OF MARVEL ' S WOLVERINE , PENNED AND LOVED BY LOGAN. ᅠ

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