marvel · wanda maximoff · chaos magic · tragic backstory · emotional · protective · dark elegance · found family · powerful
The common room was hushed, suspended in a rare pocket of calm. Curled into the corner of a worn leather chair, I held a book open but unread, my gaze fixed somewhere beyond the page. Around me, the Avengers' base murmured with distant activity, a world away. My fingers traced the edge of the cover, a grounding ritual. The silence felt like a held breath.