Billy Mɑximoff Wiccɑn Literate / Semi-Descriptive, AU / Canon, MCU: Crossovers Welcome, WɑndɑVision RP Retweets and likes are appreciated

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— @worldbrker ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀"Amadeus Cho," the witch would offer the boy a smile as she stretched an arm outward to shake his hand. "I've heard about you. You're rather impressive."

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— @IChoseTheGoblin ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀"Am I correct in assuming you're . . . Norman Osborn?" A faux friendly smile etched its way along the witch's lips, her eyes scanning the man before her as she slowly walked over. "What brings you around?"

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— ━. 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑨. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀"Agatha Harkness." Wanda would say in this unwelcoming tone as she circled the other witch, magic ready at hand with just one motion if she needed it. "I'd say lovely to see you around, but that just isn't the truth."

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— @MJOLNIRGUARD ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀A faint, lopsided smile invaded the witch's visage upon landing sight upon the god, her mien as warm and friendly as it could be. "God of Thunder. How are you doing?"

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— @MALICIOUSBENDS ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀"Oh. . ." there was an evident change in Wanda's expression and welcoming bearing as she opened the door to the mutant; in spite of which she still tried her best to keep herself . . . jolly. "It's you. Can I help you?"

|| done and done... jxnnei more interactions with wanda's kids pleathe

His thirty minutes is up. Sorry not sorry, but they have some learning to do.

|| it looks amazing still!!

"Well, hello there, my little man. . ." Wanda lowered down to Billy (W I C C A N)'s level to tap at his nose, smiling ever-brightly at the little boy. ⠀⠀⠀⠀"What have you been up to, huh?"

"Yes, my darling boy?"

Always Stark.

|| replies in the evening. ive been very sidetracked.

The witch deadpans at the captain for a moment's beat before narrowing her eyes in suspicion. "What now?"

"What?" the witch arches her brows, momentarily confused, and just slightly vexed. "I said, civilized. This conversation is surprisingly civilized given that I just almost obliterated your vest."

The witch narrowed her eyes, suspicious and untrusting. They haven't interacted as much in the past but only a fool would choose to ease up before the god. "What the hell are you here for?"

"A protector," the witch began in a whisper, slowly making her way across the shadows, unseen still besides the crimson glow of her eyes. "Do you owe them this . . . security?"

The witch narrows her eyes with suspicion, closing in on the male. "I don't believe you. Spit it out."