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Wanda, holding a rock: Y/n just gave this to me and said "I feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rock". Natasha : If you don't marry Y/n, I will.
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ayo congratulations
thankss!!
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romanoffsbish · 11 months
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Listen I have a shotgun somewhere in the back Shack. And a friend who is really really good with computers just say the word and those anons will never bother you again.
Loool, I absolutely adore this response. Thank you for the willingness to help in anyway, ❤️
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talesofesther · 1 year
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Since I have no love for my free time, I changed my url
robiin-buckley -> talesofesther
I've been wanting to do this for a while, because one; a couple of people already thought my name was Robin lol, and two; this blog will always be multifandom, so I guess I just wanted something that's mine and not tied to any fandom
All of my links (that are so so many, I'm genuinely scared) will be updated soon <3
Tagging a few friends so they know who I am lol
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its-really-dry · 2 years
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𝔻ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕊 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕋𝕀-𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔸?
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before you start, please read [this] which is a summary of the series and disclaimer -> you should know that this au series will have a good few spoilers to the new dr strange in them. so if you haven't seen it and don't want to have it ruined, pls don't read ittttt. everything i write is fic NOT fact!
A/N: idk if it will be a wanda x reader, more reader being a flort 😩
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chapter one: that one red scary slavic wizard woman
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it was a wonderful, and utterly delightful tuesday afternoon in the bustling city of new york. stephen strange was sitting down in one of his favourite cafes with wong, as they spoke about whatever the hell sorcerers speak about on a tuesday afternoon, when suddenly the doors to the once peaceful cafe slam open so hard it made the ground shake.
both strange and wong's eyes shot up to the door as they watch you march in with another girl following you closely.
"STEPHANIE!" you shout and strange groans out in frustration.
"what did i say to you about calling me that, y/n?"
"idk bro. ANYWAYS this, is my new friend, america chávez! america, this is stephanie strange and wong, the cool magic people i told you about!"
"hi! loving the cape by the way."
"america has these cool af powers that can open up portals to the multi-chorus!"
"verse."
"verse! the multiverse!"
"eeeeyyyup."
"AND she can also punch REALLY hard!"
wong and strange stare at each other in confusion before stephen waves his hands in front of you and america.
"ok, ok, ok. slow down. hey miss chávez it's nice to meet you. first off, the name's stephen strange. second, we are sorcerers, not magicians. and thirdly, you can open what's to where now?"
"portals to the multiverse. was he even listening?"
"he's and older guy, he might need a minute." you say which makes america snicker.
strange just rolls his eyes, "how do you do that?"
"do what?"
"open portals to the multiverse? that is impossible!"
"i have actually no clue. i just do." america shrugs.
"forget how she does it stephen! isn't it cool!? we've visited 3 different universes already!" you exclaim
"yeah, but we almost got stuck in the paint-a-verse."
"THE WHAT!?" both wong and strange shout.
you laugh, "the paint-a-verse! it's epic when your not almost coming apart into liquid form."
"or combining with each other!" america adds.
stephen sighs and looks across the table to the supreme.
"wong?"
"don't look at me, y/n is your student." wong answers with his hands up.
just as the doctor was about to speak, you interrupt him quickly
"ALRIGHT YES I KNOW, I KNOW, i would love to stick around for the lecture about why i was a bad girl but we actually need your help!"
"yes we do, and we have precisely," america looks down at her watch, "4 minuets before DISTRUCTION!"
"DISTRUCTION!?"
"omg wong sush she might hear us!" you whisper and cover his mouth with your hand. wong looks up at you and strange raises an eyebrow in question at you.
"who might hear you?"
"that one red scary slavic wizard woman!" america tells him, "she wears red, black and other goth colours OH and she wears a mc donalds M head band looking thing! what was her name again y/n?"
"red wizard?"
"no no no no it wasn't that."
"uhhhh red bi**h?"
"noooo. what's another type of red?"
"rose?"
"no."
"carmine?"
"nah, that's too much sophistication."
"ummm...... oH SCARLET!"
"YEAH! that's the one! the scarlet bi**h!"
"oof. i'm pretty sure it was witch."
"oh yeah, you're right. the scarlet witch."
"the scarlet witch."
"wanda maximoff!?" strange screams.
you and america nod vigorously with smiles that soon turn to grimaces when you hear the sound of a loud bang and the sight of dark clouds covering the once blue skies outside. everyone stares out of the floor to celling widows of the cafe in horror.
"you two are gonna tell me what the actual hell is going on right now! y/n!?"
you know by the expression on you tutor's face, you had to spill the beans asap and forget the towels for clean up because with the mess you were about to make, you'd need a lot more than a few measly pieces of cloth for that.
"uhhh.... hahaha ummm so basically. we kinda. oh um ok-"
"Y/N."
"SORRY WE NEED YOUR HELP TEACH!"
"why!?"
"cause, i took america on a mini journey with my sling but we kinda might have ended up where the scary witch lady was staying and um we made fun of her dead husband basically i called him an EE wifi router and then america said that she bets when he moans, it sounds like the windows start up sound- OH MY GOSH."
you and america burst out laughing, so hard that she fell over, holding her stomach.
"and when he goes in, it does the USB insert sound!"
"CHÁVEZ!"
strange is not amused one bit, and you two noticed this. you stop laughing then pull america up off of the floor and she brushes herself off. strange puts his book down and asks,
"so we all know why that was the most stupid thing you could possibly do, but you still haven't explained why you need my help."
"OH. so that made her angry, so she used her magic red stuff to hurt y/n so i got mad and through a rock at her and then opened a portal and then she, i guess got excited about that which is a little weird cause i'm a minor- but i digress. then she was like 'ohhh there you are america chávez. you have something i want, and i always get what i want'."
"and then i said 'hell no satan not today' and then we jumped through and she screamed after us."
"it sounded like the cries from hell." america whispers.
"oh god." wong sighs as he holds the bridge of his nose.
stephen is having a hard time taking in all of this sudden information that has been slapped in his face. he still hasn't even processed how you even met america in the first place! his head starts to spin so he takes a sip of his water, and that's when he hears you say,
"oh and i think it made her a teensy bit more angy cause i took her emo book."
strange's gaze shoot up to you and he analyzes the black book that you are holding in front of you. his eyes widen.
"the dark hold? yoU TOOK THE DARK HOLD?"
"stephen, are you just going to go past the fact that wanda maximoff HAS the DARK HOLD!?"
"oMg wong, stephanie! calm the heckers down. we got it all under control!"
*B A N G*
"really?"
"of course." you say, a shiver following right after.
suddenly, the four of you hear a voice, loud and clear in your minds and it kinda freaks you and america out, but stephen and wong look unfazed.
"you are playing with fire girls. you are very persistent. you must reeeaaalllyy wanna get burned."
"holy smack. y/n did you hear that!?"
"i did mary and i'm not gonna lie, that was kinda a turn on."
"y/n this is no joking matter! you have overstepped into dangerous territory and you have now endangered everyone!" strange scolds.
america shakes her head and stands in front of you, proactively.
"you can't just get mad at her mr. strange! it was the both of us!" america holds your hand tightly and smiles at you. you smile back and then hear stephen groan.
"FINE. however, you are going to have to come back with us to the sanction so we can look into this situation in detail-"
"hello there little girls. are you gonna make this easy, or are you gonna be hard on yourselves?"
"sorry doc but the is no time!" you declare and use your sling to open up a portal.
"no! y/n! you mustn't leave with the dark hold! give it to me now!"
"i'm sorry wong but no can do. i messed up, so i'm gonna fix it."
"it's not about who fixes it y/n. the dark hold is dangerous!"
"oh this chatter is getting boring! shut up and give me what i want."
"F**K LET'S DIP!"
"RIGHT BEHIND YOU Y/N!"
you and america run through the portal and it closes back instantly. strange and wong are still in their defensive stances, yet, wanda doesn't attack. she only let's out a spine chilling cackle and with a wisp of black, grey and red smoke, she disappears. the only thing left was the echo of the witches laugh.
"they're gonna get their a$$es kicked by that witch." strange mumbles.
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watchoutforyelener · 1 year
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Gonna call @incorrectlycorrectfun out for not sending me a pick up line today 😾😤
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youreatotalposer · 2 years
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Heres a lil post to tell my mutuals how much I appreciate them 💖
( also go follow each of them thanks)
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@incorrectlycorrectfun for best author
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Officially nominated!
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my tumbler crush? it's easy @incorrectlycorrectfun on the top of my list
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Natasha : How’s practice going? Y/n: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Natasha : Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Y/n: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Natasha : Don’t tell me how to live my life.
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its-really-dry · 2 years
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𝔻ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕊 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕋𝕀-𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔸?
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before you start, please read [this] which is a summary of the series and disclaimer -> you should know that this au series will have a good few spoilers to the new dr strange in them. so if you haven't seen it and don't want to have it ruined, pls don't read ittttt. everything i write is fic NOT fact!
A/N: idk what i should say tbh. ummmm GO TEAM CAP‼
@goodness-gaycious @incorrectlycorrectfun @wandaspov @itsthescarletwitch @smallestavenger @n0idl1nq @windchaser1990 @tu-mama727
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chapter two: we goin peach pickett hill - county of sommarsile
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"any luck?" you ask america as she walks through the old, rotting doors.
you both have been in 'hiding' for the past 2 days after the scary wanda incident back at the cafe in new york. whilst wandering aimlessly in a woodland for hours after your fast escape, you came across an old barn that looked to have been abandoned for a good amount of time. you and america walk up to the doors cautiously and scan the area, and once you both knew it was safe, it was your hide out. the barn was far away from anything and hidden enough that you two could be invisible for a good while.
"i'm surprised we're still alive!" you exclaim and america glances over to you.
"what do you mean?"
"i mean, it's shocking to me how we haven't starved to death, been eaten alive or dismembered by mc-maxi-witch yet."
america chuckles at you and takes a seat in the hay stack beside the one you were laying in with a sigh.
"can't you just magic something? aren't you a sorcerer ? where are the socerings?"
"yeah but urgh I WISH. stephs wouldn't teach me that cause i wAs nOT reAdY." you mock, a scoff following right after. america gives you a pout which makes you roll your eyes.
"i don't need pity, i need FOOD."
"you think you're the only one."
"......... we could just venture to a town? i'm sure there's one close by."
"don't you think that's too much of a high risk? being out in the open when there's a warrant for our abductions or possible deaths ?"
"ok facts. BUT what if we were stealthy? like black widows?"
"we could be as sly as a fox and she would STILL notice us y/n. our looks are our biggest give away!" the brunette points out.
you groan. you know she was right. of hecking course wanda would notice you even if you tried your best to fit in with the crowd. she was a goddamn witch after all. she'd sniff your lie out from a lightyear away!
you sit up and rest your cheek on your had as you rake through every possible idea your brain could muster. then you had it.
"I'VE GOT IT!"
"what? what is it?"
"witcho will never notice us if we wear a disguise." you say, wiggling your eyebrows.
america hums in agreement, "that's actually a good idea. sooooo how exactly are we gonna execute that plan?"
"i'll summon the disguises, obviously."
"hold on. so strange wouldn't teach you how to make food, but he taught you how to create a whole new identity for yourself?"
"no, he didn't teach me. i read his study book! not my fault he left it open in my curious presence." you shrug.
america shrugs too and gets up off the bale, pulling you up with her too.
"let's get to work then y/n/n!"
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[ at the kamar-taj library with wong and stephen ]
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"we have tried everything in this book! and all of those ones too! where on earth could they be hiding?" stephen asks, annoyance and worry lacing his voice.
"maybe y/n is using an invisibility spell?" wong suggests but strange shakes his head.
"i never taught her."
"you have not taught her one of the most simple spells in the program?"
"no, she wasn't ready."
"and how do you know that?"
"well, for some odd reason, her sorcery skills were FAR beyond what a beginner's should be! she was able to open portals with her sling straight away, lucid dream without getting caught in the underworld, cast manipulation spells on her piers and she could even work WITH the mirror dimension! how do you even do that!?"
wong frowns at strange, "there is no reason that those occurrences meant she 'wasn't ready' stephen. although that is extremely unusual, it doesn't mean that you should not have taught her."
"i-.... i just thought she had enough on her plate and she was already way ahead of all the other students."
"so? y/n is your student. you should always want what's best for her! and if she was mine, i'd always brag about her fast learning abilities. it's something to be proud of, not ashamed. i'd want her to learn as many spells and tricks as possible, hearing her understanding was so great." wong says.
stephen lowers his head in disappointment of his own actions. how could he let his fears get in the way of your future as a sorcerer? he knows it was wrong to keep you from learning new ones, but he didn't want you to end up having too many abilities at once. stephen knew there was a lot more he had to learn about when it came to your capabilities. he knew, you knew a lot more than the average student did.
"i'll apologise. when we find them, i'll let y/n choose whatever spells she wants to learn and i'll teach her without question!" strange says, "thanks wong. you really are an insightful man."
wong smiles at his friend and gives him a contenting nod, "you are welcome. now, let's get back to finding those kids."
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[ back to wandering with the gworls 💅 ]
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"did you really have to make me blonde?" america groans for what seems like the millionth time. you roll your eyes and stop walking.
"what's wrong with being a blonde mary?"
"are you foreal? i look like a bimbo!"
"no you don't!"
"in these clothes i do." she says as she points at her tight fitting crop top and flairs, "i look like i just came out of a 2002 britney spears music video!"
"oof.... well, who said being a bimbo was a bad thing?"
"SINCE WHEN WAS IT A GOOD THING?"
"i think you look great mary! bringing back 2k is quirky!"
"if quirky was a strip-club subsection, i'd be their favourite performer."
"bro! that is rude! i take offence on behalf of all the blondies out there!"
"whatever, right now, i'm illegally blonde." america scoffs.
after dragging yourselves aimlessly through the densely tree-d forests for hours on end, you finally come to a road that actually looks like it goes somewhere. reluctantly, you both follow the road for about a mile when you come to a huge sign.
"welcome to peach pickett hill, county of sommarsile, monta- MONTANA? you're telling me, of all the places you coulda slung us to, MONTANA was the best choice!?" america asks you in disbelief.
"babe. if we are hiding from red wrist watch, you really think i'm about to take us to cAliFOrNiA? what a stoopid lil cracker-nackle." you tut and you hear america huff, mumbling something along the lines of "i guess." nonetheless.
as you examine the metal board in front of you, that's when you realise.
"the hell? my grandparents live in montana! i've been here a ton of times but i have NEVER, EVER, EVER seen a peach pickett hill. hell even a sommarsile!?"
"yeah, that is actually quite weird. there's no sommarsile in any universe i've been to. maybe it's a new addition to the state?"
"do you really think it wouldn't be all over the news?"
"true."
"and if it was 'new', then how the freak are there so many people already?" you question as you point up ahead.
the sight was amazing! big, beautiful trees planted strategically along the sidewalks, finely mowed lawns and trimmed hedges, children running around on the streets, neighbours waving to one another as they pass by, people cleaning their front yards or fixing their cars in the garage. it was a picture perfect town.
"oh. my. gosh! this is so beautiful!" america says in awe.
"it looks just like something, straight out of a 1950s show."
you and america walk down the sidewalk, taking in everything peach pickett had to offer, including;
"HOT DOG STAND!" the pair of you shout, running to the stall.
"heya kids!" the owner says when he sees you, "what can i get for ya?"
"2 hot dogs please!" you reply and he gets straight to it, putting the dogs in their buns and putting them in the paper.
"that'll be $3 dollars."
you look at america, and america looks back. the same expression on your faces. panic.
"white sheets of heaven if forgorrr my wallet back at the cafe!" you whisper shout to the girl and she grimaces.
"damn."
the stall guy gives you a confused gaze, however, before he could query, a slightly deep, cheerful voice sounds from behind yall.
"oh not to worry! the kiddos are on me mikey! be a dear and make that three." the person hands the money to the stall guy and he smiles.
"you got it harks!"
you and america 180 dua lipa style and see a taller lady, late 40s. long and wild brown curls that were bought into a half up, half down. she wore a blue hippie dress with a big purple scarf, hanging from her shoulders and a sweet warm smile on her face that made her look so FRIGGIN CUTE.
"omg y/n. milf."
"urghhhh poggers moment rn."
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its-really-dry · 2 years
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𝔻ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕊 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕋𝕀-𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔸?
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before you start, please read [this] which is a summary of the series and disclaimer -> it is good to know that this au series will have a good few spoilers to the new dr strange. so if you haven't seen it and don't want to have it ruined, pls don't read ittttt. everything i write is fic NOT fact!
A/N: reader is defs the strongest non-avenger ong 🤨
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chapter five: DUDE ur like jesus and satan!
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agatha stares at you in surprise. but her expression soon turns curious as she now wears a small smirk on her face.
"well my, oh my. i have never been so right in my life!"
"what?"
"i'm sorry. right?" america asks.
agatha smirk widens as she places the plates of food down on the big table and slowly makes her way over to you.
you stop floating and you furrow your eyebrows in question while you watch the older woman walk closer.
"what i mean is, my assumption could not have been more perfect!"
you still don't understand what the witch is saying, and she laughs st that.
"you're the enchanter! i knew it, i knew it, i knew it!" aggie squeals as she does a little dance.
you raise your eyebrows at america who shrugs, being just as confused as you are.
"what exactly did you know harkness?"
"oh y/n! i knew you were the solitare enchanter!"
you and america stare dumbfounded at the woman. what in the world did she mean by that? yeah sure you went all shiny and got a glow up by doing the 'spell', but that hardly meant anything. right?
"look. come on over here girls and take a seat." agatha says and you follow her instructions and sit back at the table. aggie smiles and pushes both of your plates of food. you and america take them after a quick 'thank you', and just as america was about to stab her fork into the lasagne, agatha waves her hand and you all end up around the kitchen table. you sit there, unfazed really. it's nothing you haven't seen before. however, america sat there in confusion and awe.
"crikey!" she exclaims and then digs in.
you laugh, she really was a character you had to say. agatha opens up the said book you were just spell-ing from and she magically creates a pair of reading glasses in her hand, staring up at you.
"did you read the prophecy?" she asks and you shake your head in response
aggie chuckles, "oh y/n/n! it's the first thing in the book! you can't just skip to the spells cause they're the fun parts. no. no, i am lying. skipping is actually a good idea right now. most of the first pages are boring, so let's get to the helpful stuff."
agatha puts on the reading glasses and starts to flip through the pages before she stops abruptly.
"ah ha! here it is. are you ready for a story girls?"
you nod and america lets out a muffled 'mmhmmm' as her mouth is full of lasagne. agatha smiles and begins to read the unfinished prophecy.......
"dame jendi, one of the most powerful witches to walk the earth, was a selfless and good-hearted woman. she had knowledge of the unknownable and powers that were unimaginable, and of course, there were those who envied her greatness. the dame had created a spell that would give her powers to a single deserving soul. a soul, who's intentions and interests were even more pure than her own. people, without knowing about this spell, would often hunt her down or set traps to kill her so that they, themselves, could obtain all the power for their own greedy hearts. however, no one was able to accomplish their evil doings. the dame jendi was far more knowledgeable than them and would instantly find out about their plans and killed them instead. jendi knew that she had to do something about her powers, she knew she had to hide them somewhere. so she put a rune on it, in hopes that the real deserving soul will attain them. dame jendi gave me, ganjo, her ghost writer, the spells which she has instructed me to put the page in this book. only that said soul can open to it. only that soul can become, the solitare ench"
"the solitare ench?" you ask.
"dame jendi and her side mans ganjo?" america snickers.
"you're trolling right now aren't you?"
"no! i am not kidding, this story is real! names like those were normal back then."
"yeah, like 15,000 years ago!" america states.
you shake your head in disbelief as you take the book from agatha and inspect it yourself.
"there is no way that only i was able to open the spell page."
"it is true. you see, people call this the 'unfinished prophecy' because to them, the undeserving souls, there is no spell page. and of course 'ench'." agatha explains which you nod to.
"holy smacc aggie's right! if you weren't the enchanter, then how did you even open- no. even know there was a page?"
your eyes widen. america is right that agatha is right. you flipped to that page as if it was always in the book! well, it was always there, it was just that nobody could see it.
"oh wow. okay now i'm trippin. THIS IS CRAZY!" you say with your hands on your face.
"y'know, from this angle you really look like kevin mcallister from home alone." america laughs and wipes her mouth with a napkin, "are you gonna eat that?" she asks you, pointing to your plate of lasagne.
you roll your eyes at her huge appetite and shake your head, "you can have it. my mind is way too blown to do anything but think about how awesome this day has become."
"sure." the brunette shrugs and pulls your plate over to her, immediately stuffing her face.
agatha smiles at the girl, proud that she made such a likeable dish. you to the witch woth squinted eyes.
"wait. didn't the book say that the solitare enchanter was rivalries with the red bi**h?"
"you mean the scarlet witch? yes. that is correct."
"SO DOES THAT MEAN I HAVE TO FIGHT THE MAXI-PAD !?"
america chokes on her food at that, "haha maxi-pad."
"well, you don't have to fight, but it is intended."
"girl stop making things more complicated than they already are. PLEASE." you scold.
agatha apologises and waves her hand again to which the dark hold appears in it. both you and america look at the book, then to each other, then to agatha, then the book again in complete shock.
"how the hell did you get that!?" america questions.
"it was in your bag, which you had dumped out on the table back in the library. i must say that i am quite impressed you were able to steal it from wanda."
"we didn't steal it."
"oh, so she gave it to you as an early christmas present ?"
"no, i mean, not as a christmas present but-"
"we stole it. that's also a part of why she's mad." you admit.
agatha smirks and opens the dark hold, showing you the page she is on.
"you see, where the dame's writing finishes, the dark hold continues. the story of the scarlet witch, i'm sure you girls know by now, actually has a continued ending. when one of them is awoken, the other arises soon after." agatha reads.
"so basically, wanda went coo-coo and now y/n turned poggers?"
"so even if i were to find out i was the enchanter earlier, wanda still would have been the scarlet witch?"
"correct. even though they are enemies, in a way, they still work hand in hand. though, two of them cannot exist along side each other, cause it would end up in total chaos only one of them can win."
"win?"
"yeah, y/n! remember? you have to fight the maxi-pad!"
"OOF." you grimace, "so who wins? who's the good guy and who's the bad guy ?"
"they are neither. no good, no evil. they are natural."
"LIES. wanda is tryna KILL ME." america yells and you rub her back.
agatha sighs, "witches weren't really good at deciding those things. all we know is that they are opposites in every way. from thinking, to intentions and probably even sense of fashion!"
"DUDE! you're like jesus and satan ! but like, if they were both homies and hated each other." america laughs.
you frown. making a decision on wither wanda stays or you overthrow her, was hard. especially when you didn't know who was the good guy.
"does that mean i have to kill her?"
"the prophecy is unfinished. you essentially get to choose your paths."
"that doesn't make it any easier!"
you stand up from the table and walk into the living room, slumping onto the sofa.
"WHY ME!?" you whine as you cry into the pillow you are holding on your face.
agatha chuckles and comes to sit next to you, embracing you in a hug.
"there, there. it's all gonna be ok, sweetheart! you are gonna do just fine."
just then, the doorbell rings.
"i'll get it!" america says. she hops off her chair and runs over to the door. when she opens it, she is met with a peculiar sight.
"uh guys?" she pokes her head round into the loving room, "there's a cape here?"
the cloak flies past america and into the room where you are. you throw the pillow to the side and hold your arms out.
"CAPEY!" you squeal and the cloak 'hugs' you.
"what are you doing here!? how did you find us!? is strange and wong with you!? oh my gosh did wanda capture you!?"
the cake wraps itself around you and you begin to realise.
"mc-maxi-witcher just attacked kamar-taj, stole belshazzar, took wong and forced him to take her to mount wundagore and stephen is in critical condition." you tell them, tears streaming down your cheeks.
"the cape told you that!?" america queried with furrowed eyebrows.
and gets up off of the sofa and pulls you up.
"it's time for your lesson on power control moss chavez! and you, miss y/n, it's time you read my spell book." agatha says and hands you the old book.
"we're gonna go save your old man, and all the universes."
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𝔻ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕊 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕋𝕀-𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔸?
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before you start, please read [this] which is a summary of the series and disclaimer -> it is good to know that this au series will have a good few spoilers to the new dr strange. so if you haven't seen it and don't want to have it ruined, pls don't read ittttt.everything i write is fic NOT fact!
A/N: not much to say. oh, actually, there is one thing NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP, NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOOOWWWNNN🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺
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chapter three: the stranger flags are red, unless they spare you a bed
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the hotdog stand guy, mikey, hands the lady the three dogs and sets up his stall for the next customer.
"here you go girls! better start chompin before they go cold!" she says as she passes you and america a dog each with a smile.
"th-th-thanks?" america stutters out which makes the lady chuckle.
"my name's agatha. agatha harkness!"
"it's nice to meet you! i'm america chavez, and this is my friend y/n y/l/n!"
"heyyyyy."
"aww! what gorgeous names, for such gorgeous girls." aggie complements with a wink.
america's eyes widen and you choke on your hotdog. the brunette is quick to be at your assistants and attempts to un-choke you by hitting you square on the back, but to no avail.
all of a sudden, you stop choking which makes america stand tall with pride.
"ha! i knew i could do it!"
however, after straightening yourself out, you raise an eyebrow at agatha, to which she only raises one right back.
"i know a witch when i see one." you smirk and america stops her little happy dance and gives you a confused pout.
"huh?"
"well, i know you girls need a place to stay. my house is just there and dinner is on the stove." aggie says.
america is now extremely confused. how did she know that?
"OH MY GOSH NO YOU ARE WANDA MAXIMOFF I KNOW IT! YOU ARE GONNA KIDNAP US AND STORE US IN YOUR BASEMENT!" she screams and you quickly cover her mouth.
agatha tsks and shakes her head, "you really think if i were her, i'd be that easy? i would really be giving it away by saving y/n from choking to death, wouldn't i? it's not very easy to trick a sorcerer."
"WAIT HOLY SMACK HOW DOES SHE KNOW THAT YOU ARE A SORCERER and it wasn't me who saved y/n/n from the claws of death?"
"sadly, no, i did that, and as a witch myself, i know a sorcerer when i see one." agatha replies with a another wink. "aaannnddd i might've seen the sling on her fingers but hey! who's asking?"
america now has 3 less brain cells than she did at the start of this conversation. was she missing something? had she zoned out half way through the convo? maybe she just wasn't plugged into the weird telepathy that was going on between you and agatha.
"so? are you coming or what? i've got a spare room with two beds, and more than enough space for yall."
"well the stranger flags are red, unless they spare you a bed i guess."
"uhhh that's not how the saying goes, y/n/n"
"maybe in your universe mary." you shrug and start to follow agatha.
"wait up!" america calls out and runs towards you and stops in front of you and walks backwards as she whisper yells to you.
"ok but what if she is working with wanda, and then she stores us in her basement until mc-maxi-witch gets here?"
"oh darling, i can assure you. wanda maximoff is a far cry from agatha harkness, in the terms of sanity." aggie tells america and that causes her to speed up and walk backwards in front of her instead.
"so you're telling me, you know wanda, but you're not working for her?"
"that is correct. watch your step honey."
and just before america trips over the step, you open a portal that makes her miss it, and walk straight again. america sighs in relief before leaning her arm on your shoulder.
"thanks."
you all walk up the steps to the front door and agatha opens it, guiding you inside. you and america follow close behind her as you take in your surroundings. it was a nice little house, decorated like a 15th century witch would. wind chimes where hanging from the ceiling, dream catchers and beaded curtains separating the rooms. you watch as agatha walks over to the kitchen and pours out 3 glasses of water and brings them over to where you both are, handing them to you.
"please! take a seat!" aggie says, gesturing to the couch.
america takes a seat next to the older woman while you take a seat on the rocking chair opposite.
"dinner will be ready in a few, but for now, tell me. why are you on the run from wanda maximoff?"
"um.... it's kinda complicated. basically, she wants to take my powers so she can travel to through the multiverse and live with her children again."
"you can travel through the multiverse!?"
"yup!"
"however, if wanda takes mary's powers, it would result in death."
"straight away. powers stolen? death now rollin." america sings and pretends to slit her throat with her thumb.
agatha sighs at that, "oh..... i knew this day would come, but just not so soon. guess that is my own doing."
"what do you mean by that?"
"well, back in westveiw, i had pretty much aggravated wanda to point break because of my greed for power."
"back the truck up. you were in westveiw? like, when wanda mind-controlled everyone?" you ask in disbelief and aggie nods her head.
"i was."
"you were the purple witch lady!?"
"that i was also, miss chavez."
"goodness gracious me!"
"golly lollies." you mumble.
agatha holds her head down in guilt, even though she was an evil woman, she still knew it was wrong of her to let it get this far.
"after essentially being put back in place by the girl, she sent me into whatever mind hex spell she had put on the other westveiw residence, turning me into the character agnes 'permanently'. i was eventually able to get out of it, of course. she hadn't perfected the spell completely, so i was able to find some holes. i moved out here to pack pickett to get away from my wrong doings and start over. anyway, it was sometime last year that i actually sat down and began to think, what the hell i was going to do if i did ever take wanda's abilities from her? what would be the next move? and it's then when i found out that i, in fact, had humongous tear in my so called 'plan'. turns out, having all the power and authority ever to exist can become quite annoying, and most probably lonely."
you and america look at each other with frowns. in a way, you kind of felt sorry for aggie, but then again, it was the consequence of her actions. america lays her hand on agatha's back and rubs it up an down slowly.
"we all make mistakes aggs. it's just a fact of learning from them. you can't make the same mistake twice, and if you do, it then becomes a diliberate action." she explains.
agatha gazes up at her and gives her a weak smile.
"OH MY GOD YOU WERE CRYING? Y/N/N GET AGGS SOME TISSUE RIGHT NOW."
you and agatha laugh at america's genuine concern and you go and grab some tissues from the kitchen.
as you reach the counter to get the said item, you feel something brushing at your legs. you glance down and see a bunny?
"oh! hey there lil guy!" you pick up the bunny and it instantly snuggles into your warm hold, seeming quite content. you walk back into the living room, carefully, and hand the tissues to agatha and she chuckles.
"i'm guessing that señor scratchy really likes you!"
"ha, i guess so."
"he doesn't like most people, just like his mother!" aggie says and you all laugh. as you sit back down, agatha begins to talk about her past, different stories and her evil doings as a youth.
"oh my honkers you realLY MADE YOUR FELLOW WITCH-EES DISSAPATE INTO CORPSES?" america shouts in shock.
agatha laughs and nods, "yes, i did. i can't say i'm very proud of it though. now looking back at it, it was that same power-thirsty witch that made me hurt wanda the day."
"oh... WE ALL MAKE REGRETFUL CHOICES but ok. foreal now. i asked you this earlier and you gave me a ridicules response. how old are you really?"
"i wasn't lying!"
"I'M SORRY WHAT? no one is 12,000 years old, woman!"
"12,00!?" the look on your face makes agatha laugh.
"12,503 to be precise. i've been around for quite a few centuries!"
"i think a few is an understatement." america mumbles which makes agatha laugh again.
"how old are you, runaway?"
"um. i'm 20."
aggie raises an eyebrow at the younger girl.
"is that so?"
"no. i'm 20. mary's 15."
"LIES."
"america, honey, you can't lie to a sorcerer and a witch." agatha states causeing america to huff.
you shake your head in amusement and begin to think about the current situation you've found yourself in. two days ago, you were running around care-free with america, exploring new places and universes, thinking everything will be fine. planning on going to visit strange and wong, in a more formal matter, back at the sanctum but america ended up opening a portal to wherever wanda decided to reside after the events of westveiw. although you will admit it was your fault that wanda got angry however, she was trying to kill your new best friend! now on the run from the crazy wackus bonkus, you found yourself inside one of the witch's old nemesis' home, in a county you have never heard of. ever. the nemesis is currently repenting of her selfish actions- A LOT HAS TAKEN PLACE AND IT HASN'T EVEN PAST THE WEEK MARK.
you get up off of the rocking chair and take a seat next to agatha on the couch, placing scratchy on her lap.
"agatha?"
"hmmm?"
"do you wanna make things right?"
"what do you mean?"
"correct your wrongs, and retake your mistakes?"
"if there is any way i can redeem myself, i'll do it without question."
you look over at america and you both smile.
"then, you can start by helping us study, and also, teach america how to control her powers." you tell her.
"yeaahhhh i can only open portals when i'm scared."
"well that's not true darling."
"ummmm it is? i am the one who struggles to do it on command?"
"everyone can control their abilities. it's just a matter of actually believing you can do so."
"huh?"
"oh my. you both have a lot to learn, and i have the key to it all." aggie says with a smirk, dangling a key from her finger.
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watchoutforyelener · 10 months
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You're married to @incorrectlycorrectfun ? Since Uh When
I don't actually know, but fun (sad) fact she tried to get a divorce with me 😔
She loves me too much though :))
I've convinced her otherwise with my cuteness!
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𝔻ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕊 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕋𝕀-𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔸?
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before you start, please read [this] which is a summary of the series and disclaimer -> it is good to know that this au series will have a good few spoilers to the new dr strange. so if you haven't seen it and don't want to have it ruined, pls don't read ittttt.everything i write is fic NOT fact!
A/N: yo so i am still a simp for wanda maximoff even after she became a literal serial killer-
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chapter six: powers under control
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[ over on mount wundagore ]
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wanda looks around at the dark cave, in awe of the detailed carvings that decorated the stone walls.
"this isn't a tomb." she says as she drags her hands along the walls, "this is a throne!"
suddenly, the cave begins to rumble which makes both wong and wanda stop in their tracks. 3 big stone giants emerge from the darkness, their eyes glowing red, and they stomp over to the two humans. wong puts belshazzar, the mirror, down with a huff and begins to conjure up his powers whilst wanda just tilts her head to the side. the stone giants stop as they are right near wanda and kneel before her. the woman lets out a snarky chuckle at this.
"seems as though they are here to serve me." she smirks.
wong sighs as he lets his whip disappear, but before he could relax, red whsips of magic circle him and he is brought up into the air, being bound by his hands and his feet.
"what are you doing!?"
"making sure you don't get away. i need you here."
"for what reason? i have bought you to mount wundagore! why must i stay here?"
"DO NOT QUESTION ME!" wanda shouts.
wong flinches slightly, sighing as he knows there was no use in fighting back because it would either end up in him getting vitally hurt, or others.
one of the stone giants help wanda up onto what looked like an altar. then she uses her magic to bring the mirror over to her, placing it on the floor in front of her. she begins to idk what you would call it but basically use her powers to use the mirror to try and find where you and america where hiding.
"it will never work."
wanda's head snaps round to were wong was bound.
"what did you just say to me?"
"i said, it will never work. you don't have the abilities to see through belshazzar." wong answers without hesitation.
wanda growls, "you should watch your mouth, sorcerer. i am capable of MANY things, that you could never even start to imagine!"
wong just shakes his head at the woman's defiance.
the witch tried for a solid hour but to no avail. she groans loudly in frustration after the millionth try and throws the mirror across the room with her wiggly woos.
"there must be another way." she grumbles.
wanda floats off of her altar and towards wong.
"tell me what to do."
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[ back at aggie's joint in peach pickett hill ]
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"mothertrucker- WATCH IT CHAVEZ!"
"sorry y/n/n!"
you roll your eyes at the kid and continue to read agatha's old spell book.
"that's it darling! now try and think of a destination, that is safe of course, and once you open that portal, close it after around 5 seconds." agatha instructs and america nods.
aggie is having a very successful teaching session with america. she has been able to control her powers even more as the minuets pass on and is almost, soooo close to perfecting it. you were so happy for her, when she doesn't open a portal right over your head like she has done already 6 times!
you, on the other hand, had also had a good learning session with reading the spells. once you read a fast pace spell, you used it immediately so you could read the book faster. IT WAS 11,000 PAGES LONG so who can really blame you?
"alright i'm finished aggs!" you say as you place the book in her hands and she smiles at you getting up off of the couch.
"okay then, create a spell."
"like, right now!?"
"right now."
"as in, this very moment in time, right now."
"yup!"
"uhhhh okayyyy."
now agatha knew that it took years and years to create spells, and even the most trained witches and wizards could never perfect them easily. however, agatha knew you were capable of doing it, and once you did, it would only prove that you were in fact, the enchanter, even more than it already had been.
you begin to look around the room, hoping that something catches your eye that will give you an idea of what type of spell to create.
there.
on the small cupboard in the corner of the living room, you see the game shelf. you quickly grab the uno pack and take out the cards. after a bit of rummaging, you finally find the one you needed.
"i'm ready!"
"now remember y/n, concentrate on what you want the outcome to be." agatha says.
"you got it ma'am."
"good. america?"
"aggieeee?"
"be a dear and open a portal over y/n's head."
"NO!"
"sure thing!"
america opens the portal before you could register anything, though you were still quick to act. you through the card that was in your hand, up into the portal that was coming down on you and it glitched from over you, to over america and it closed up on the brunette instead.
you smack your hand over your mouth in complete shock.
"i never told the spell to do that! it wasn't supposed to eat mary!"
agatha chuckles, "no, you didn't, but america made for the portal to eat you!"
"ohhhhhh........" you say and the realization hits you, "MY SPELL WORKED!"
you launch into a mini dance party which makes agatha laugh, and just then, a portal opens up behind the tow of you and a winded looking america walks out of it.
"remind to never open the portal to the narcissistic-verse. NOT poggers." she says then slumps herself onto the couch.
"what was that spell anyways?"
"the uno reverse spell. pretty neat if you ask me."
"that is dope! you could defs use that against wanda! she would never see that coming!"
"right!"
agatha walks over to the two of you with a smile and she brings you both into a tight hug,
"you girls are my first students ever, and to say that i'm extremely proud of you is an understatement."
you gaze up at the older woman with a smile of your own, "aggs! we couldn't of done any of this without you! you were so patient and slow with us, it was a really easy process."
"yeah! what y/n said! you are THEE best teacher ever known to man- or witch- or multiverse hopper- or enchanter-"
you all laugh at that. sometimes, america could try so hard that she would eventually forget where she was even going with that sentence.
just then, you remember.
"holy hookers we forgot stephanie!"
"oMg i hope he isn't dead rn. that would NOT be poggers!" america says.
agatha raises an eyebrow in confusion when you run towards the fire place.
"this should work." you mumble and wave your fingers at the wood in the fireplace. low and behold, it did work! a burst of flames appear on the once fire-less wood. you squeal as you pump your fists into the air.
"woah! now that was defs steardy." america approves which is followed by an impressed hum from agatha.
you take a small bow before thinking deeply and then opening a portal to where strange was laying on the ground unconsciously. capey flies from off of your back and picks up strange, floating him over to the fluffly rug which aggie had materialized along with a blanket and some pillows.
you watch as capey lays your tutor down with a frown and fall to your knees. you brush your hand over stephen's forehead. you couldn't believe this was happening. if you never had decided to be so careless with america and go upset wanda, strange would be awake, wong would be here with you and most importantly, everyone would have been safe-
"none of this was your fault y/n."
agatha's voice breaks you out of your trance and you gaze up at her. the witch kneels down next to you and holds you close to her.
"all of this would have happened regardless, darling. it was just a matter of when, where and to who. wanda is heart broken, and she is driven by the want and need to find her boys. she's at the point now, were if you stand in her way, she will hurt, destroy and kill until she gets to her kids."
"b-but she k-k-killed all my h-homies at kamar-taj."
"she did. that is true. but, she is tunnel-visioned right now y/n/n-"
"i'm gonna kill her. in cold fu**ing blood. just like she did to the students and everyone else at kamar-taj." you growl.
agatha's eyes go wide, america's jaw drops and capey turns to you dramatically in shock.
"ain't no way in hell i heard that." america states in disbelief.
"oh yes there is. you know me and how i keep my word. wanda will wish she stayed in her stupid lil orchard hex."
"y/n/n, honey, are you sure that's what you want?"
"DOES IT SOUND LIKE I'M UNSURE HARKNESS? DID I STUTTER OR ARE YOU JUST TRYING TO GET ON MY NERVES!?" you scream making the two flinch away.
unbeknownst to you, your eyes had turned black again and you had began to float. a harsh wind surrounded you, making whatever was loose around the room, move around and slam into things.
though, you were so filled with rage and anger that you never noticed your change in appearance. but what you do notice is the change in the other two's expressions.
america has all the fear of the world in her eyes and agatha, not so much fear, but surprise in her's. you frown, now aware of your doings and you lower so your feet touch the ground which makes everything go back to normal, including you.
"i..... i-i'm sorry. i'm so sorry." you sob with your head in your hands.
this time, it's america's hands you fell rubbing your back to soothe you.
"hey! it's okay bestie. we know you're grieving and it sucks." she whispers and you glance up at her with a small smile.
"yeah.... but it still doesn't give me a reason to act out like that."
"it happens to us all kid, even me! that's what's happened to wanda. all that power has finally gotten to her head and now she's acting irrational!" agatha explains.
america frowns, "please, y/n/n. please don't end up like wanda! i don't wanna have to hurt my best friend."
you shake your head and hug the girl, "i won't. i promise mary."
"you know what? i think we're all just tired and it's making all our emotions go loopy. how about we go get some rest?" agatha suggests and the two of you nod in agreement.
"you girls go upstairs and choose a room. everything you need should be up there! though if i've missed something-....... summon it i guess?" aggie shrugs making you and america giggle.
"alright. thanks aggs!"
"i can assure you that mary and i will be sleeping splendidly."
"amen."
agatha chuckles, "well that's good to know. now hurry along! i'll stay down hear and keep an eye on sir good-looking and figure out what's knocked him out his cloak."
"good-looking is a stretch. stephanie is more mid."
"wait! what about your 40 winks aggie?" america questions and agatha grins at her.
"12,500 years darling. sleep is not really a necessity, especially when i'm a witch."
"OH alright valid. see you bonkos tomoz." america calls out, throwing up a peace sign as she walks away, pulling you along with her.
"woAh! okay! bye aggie!"
agatha turns to where strange was laying and raises her eyebrows.
"gosh! what a way to end the evening! i guess it's just you and me now mr cloak."
capey floats over to the witch and onto her shoulders, tugging her towards her library.
"what a great idea! i'll start preparing for ou plan idea sesh tomorrow! sleep tight stephen strange. hopefully you'll be of some good use to us when you do eventually wake up."
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