ᅠ ᅠ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉. ᅠ marvel verse, descriptive, ᅠ 21+ only, 10+ years experience ᅠ

her gaze settled on him, eerily still. no warmth in her expression, only a distant curiosity as crimson flickered faintly between her fingertips. she studied him as though he were something vaguely familiar. “i wanted to see you.” a pause. “though i’m beginning to wonder why.”

is visiting @syntheticvirtue… not because she wanted to.

her eyes narrowed, the red haze around him darkening. “you mistake restraint for theatrics.” a beat. “keep mocking me, stephen. i can always show you something worth fearing.”

a faint laugh echoes around him, though she remains nowhere in sight. “kill you?” the red mist coils tighter. “no, stephen. death would wake you.”

|| and if i make my scarlet witch torment each and every avenger to get wanda maximoff revenge then what 🤪

the scarlet witch lingered at the edge of his mind, her voice slipping through the silence. “want?” a quiet, hollow laugh. “i want you to remember what fear feels like, stephen.”

the witch is back- she’s not holding back.

the witch’s gaze settled upon thomas, utterly unmoved by the fear written across his face. “good. you should be afraid.”

|| gonna get to replies soon! please send me a notif if i forgot any, i’ll get to them after cleaning.

|| replies tomorrow! saturdays are busy for me and i’m tired.