Apocalipse de Eu
Dói fingir que está tudo bem. Sempre que eu escuto um "tudo bem?" eu dou uma travada de 3 segundos antes de responder um falso "tudo" seguido de um empático "e você?"
As coisas tem piorado a cada dia, as nuances bruscas já me fizeram perder o guidão da minha cabeça extremamente pensante. Uma hora nadando no mar açucarado de uma paixão incerta, depois devorado pela angustia do "e se", em seguida superando um "ai, não fazia ideia que você gostava de mim e eu não gosto de você", depois um latejante afastamento sem aviso prévio de uma melhor amiga MUITO MUITO MUITO AMADA, a pessoa pela qual estou apaixonado e tentando superar dando em cima do meu amigo, e bolsonaristas fechando ruas pra fechar com a cerejinha no glacê.
Certa vez Vinicius de Moraes (nosso poetinha) disse:
"Vai, meu coração, ouve a razão
Usa só sinceridade
Quem semeia vento, diz a razão
Colhe sempre tempestade."
Eu só queria saber quando foi que eu semeei esse furacão pra estar colhendo o "apocalipse de eu" (apelido carinhoso que dei pra esse momento da minha vida). Esse sábado é meu aniversário, o dia que eu comemoro a minha sobrevivência até o presente, mas não sei se estar vivo é um motivo pra se comemorar dessa vez. "Eu nunca fiz questão de estar aqui, não queria incomodar". Mas hoje é aniversario dessa minha amiga MUITO MUITO MUITO AMADA, está aí um motivo pra comemorar. Queria dar um presente pra ela mas não tenho dinheiro pra isso, então estou pensando fazer um belo desenho pra dar pra ela (mesmo que eu não saiba desenhar), pena que provavelmente eu não vou conseguir entregar já eu acho que ela não está querendo mais sair comigo.
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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader
Word count: ~1.3k
Summary: Movie night!
A/N: This is just something fun and fluffy. Thanks for those who voted, it helps me get my life together ✌🏼
Warnings: mostly fluff, inadvertent drug use
“Y/n no, I’m not watching that creepy movie again.”
You’re pouting as Wanda holds the remote up above you from where you’re lying on her stomach on the couch. The two of you are spending a night in and watching a movie with your pets, but they’re mostly doing their own thing as you and Wanda try to decide what to watch. You of course wanted to watch a horror movie since you haven’t seen Yelena in a while and you haven’t gotten your fix. However, you knew very well that your wife wasn’t a fan, and you honestly did not pick the best option for an already wary participant.
“Pleaseee come on, Wands. It’s so good!”
You try in vain to reach for the remote again, and you eventually sigh in defeat before burying your face in your wife’s shirt with a groan. Wanda just shoots you a look before she tries to dissuade you from your particular movie choice. She can’t even begin to understand why it’s one of your favorites.
“It’s about a centuries-old clown who devours children. It’s creepy as fuck, detka.”
You consider this as you roll over and frown at Wanda in disappointment. You suppose you can compromise and you hum in thought before you offer up another option.
“Fair point. What about Aliens? That’s amazing.”
Wanda sighs in defeat because it appears that she’s not going to win this battle tonight. She had to admit that the last two times they’d had movie nights they’d watched a rom-com and thriller that she’d picked out. You’d liked them well enough, but tonight it was your turn to choose and you were eager to watch something different.
Wanda hands you the remote as she kisses the top of your head with a smile. She waits until you sit up before she wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you towards her. She’s still going to try and get something out of this deal. If she has to watch a movie with an acid-for-blood alien, she was going to get cuddles.
“Deal, but in exchange you have to sit here.”
You roll your eyes as you lean against your wife before glancing at the table in front of you. The snacks are still in reach and your pets are still behaving so all is well. You make sure that Wanda meets your gaze as you glance up at her with a smile.
“Wow, you drive a hard bargain. I guess I can stay here comfortably in your arms. Not the worst thing.”
Wanda laughs as she tickles you until you give in and kiss her as an apology. You both settle and you turn your attention to the television to look for the movie. Once you find it you start it and place the remote by your head and Wanda’s shoulder as you roll slightly to try and get more comfortable. Wanda adjusts her hold on you and you sigh happily as you hug Wanda close.
“Let me know if you really can’t stand it, okay? We’ll watch something else.”
Wanda’s touched by how thoughtful you are, and how sincere she knows you’re being. This is not the goriest of movies, but it also does have a fair share of blood in it. Wanda isn’t squeamish, but she doesn’t particularly like watching slashers for this reason.
She brushes some of your hair behind your ear with a nod and you hum happily.
“Thank you. I will. “
The alien is only just starting to hunt down the main characters when Wanda stops paying attention. Honestly, she’d been focusing on you most of the time as she played with your hair and handed you whatever snack you wanted. She’d even let Boone up on the couch near your feet. He was actually sitting on your feet, but since he was keeping them warm you didn’t protest. You watched the movie playing on the screen with a smile. You’d seen this movie countless of times, but you couldn’t help but love it. Sigourney Weaver made these movies which is why you’d only watched the ones that she was in.
“Having fun?”
You turn to look at your wife who’s smiling at you in amusement and you nod in response. The movie is getting to the best part and as you say this she leans over to kiss your forehead. Your smile fades and you pout as you try to sit up as she pulls away. You whine pitifully and Wanda just rolls her eyes before she decides to give in, not that she had considered refusing you for a second.
You and Wanda are still kissing when your favorite part comes on. You barely notice the alien screaming and the accompanying gunshots in the background as you hover over your wife. She’d pulled you down on top of her and the movie was quickly forgotten as you continue to tease your wife.
“You’re missing your movie.”
Wanda mumbles this between kisses and you just shake your head as you move down your wife’s neck with a sigh. You’ve seen this movie so many times you know what’s happening just by listening, but you don’t care at the moment, and you smile against Wanda’s skin as you say this.
“Forget the movie.”
So it’s decided and you and Wanda ditch the movie and your dog on the couch for your bedroom. You don’t even bother turning it off and Steve actually wanders in later to find the credits rolling and Boone still lying on the couch fast asleep.
It’s not until you have Wanda half naked underneath you in bed that she starts to feel weird. She hadn’t noticed at first because her mind usually got a little foggy when you kissed her like this. However; now that you’ve moved away from her lips and are focusing on her chest and stomach, she realizes the tingling of her lips isn’t normal.
“Y/n.”
You hum in acknowledgement but don’t stop what you’re doing until you feel your wife run her fingers through your hair.
“Y/n, I feel kinda weird.”
This gets your attention and you look up to see Wanda is staring at the ceiling with a frown. You sit up and reach out for her as you try to figure out what’s wrong.
“Weird how? What’s wrong?”
You watch and wait patiently as Wanda takes a moment to try and figure out how to describe how she feels. She feels light and can’t make herself focus on anything and not for a lack of trying. She sits up and looks at you barely registering the sight of your worried frown as she takes a deep breath.
“I-I feel weird…like I’m high or something.”
Your frown deepens and you have no idea why your wife would feel like this. You don’t take too much time to think about it though because the dazed look in Wanda’s eye is stressing you out. You reach out to help her to her feet before trying to plan your next move.
“Do you need to go downstairs? Do you need to see a doctor?”
Wanda shakes her head but you’re already helping her to her feet while you look for her shirt. You don’t know what could be the cause of this. Neither of you have had anything to eat, drink, or smoke that would cause this so you’re going to have her see a doctor. You text Bucky to ask who’s on right now, and after Wanda’s dressed you lead her out the door and down the hall. Her minimal protest made you realize that she truly wasn’t feeling well, and you quickly lead her toward the elevator as your phone rings.
“Hey, Bucky.”
“Y/n. What’s going on?”
“Hey! Who ate my drugs?!”
You see your brother-in-law come running out of the kitchen with a frown as he looks around for a culprit. You sigh heavily as you quickly put two and two together, and from the way your wife stiffens beside you and tries to stand up and confront her brother, you know it’s going to be a long night.
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gnawing on the penny 3.0 thing like a dog with a bone again (<- ozlem counterfactual edition) cause like
"even if the worst does happen, you can always reactivate her again, so maybe try not to worry so much." ruby saying this is how we learn that penny is out of lives (because she's already been deactivated and reactivated so many times that pietro doesn't have enough of his soul left to give her any more) and then v9 does this. and that coexists with the ruby/oscar setup turning on ruby's fear of and refusal to reckon honestly with oscar's mortality.
salem prayed to the gods for a miracle.
ruby took it for granted that penny could and would be brought back an infinite number of times, and by extension assumed that it wouldn't be a big deal if penny were, in effect, executed by the state for a crime she didn't commit. (what would have happened in V8 if ruby hadn't been informed otherwise? if ruby still believed penny could be reactivated, no problem, when the virus hit and penny suggested "kill me" as the solution?)
which is a fascinating contrast but not really one that reflects optimistically on ruby/penny as a romantic pairing; ruby's grief is underpinned by that devaluation of penny's life in V7. "you can always reactivate her again"—idk. it's objectifying.
i do sort of anticipate V10 touching on the possibility of rebuilding penny because salem never tried to bring ozma back, because ozma was not an object or a fairytale hero or a security blanket to her in the way that penny was to ruby and pietro. and then there's winter, who got to say goodbye (because she never treated penny like a machine) and has accepted that penny is gone forever.
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