Marvel Preferences and Imagines

Heavy thoughts guided your weightless legs, leading you to the corner of town. The corner that Wanda warned you never to approach, in fear that it may hurt you. Curiosity buzzed through your body, urging you to investigate the borders of Westview. The sight brought you to a halt, eyes scanning the perimeter. It was mesmerising, red wisps danced with golden flecks in a pattern of protection. The wall pulled you closer, it's siren of electricity called out to you. More like Wanda called out to you, the warmth and safety that she provided bounced off the surface.

Your feet carried you towards the very edge, your body slowly meeting the floor in harmony. A comfortable silence filled the space, easing your mind into a calm state. The urge to reach out and touch the boundary was strong, your fingers happily giving in. Hand outstretched, your fingers danced in the waves of the Hex. Tiny sparks pricked your fingers as if it was rejecting you, shocking you so you would leave. A warning that Wanda had embedded, a warning that should have changed your mind. Instead you sat and let the waves surround your hand, accepting the small sparks around your hand.

Small images of your past flashed through the cracks. Stolen weekends away, Tony's award winning parties, missions in unknown countries. It made your heart yearn for something more, for something new. Deep down you knew that this was your forever home. Out there you were just a plot with a fancy headstone, an Avenger that risked their own life to save the world. In here you were with the one you love, living the life you've always dreamed of. You were thankful for Wanda and always will be. She has given you another chance at life and you will not waste it. But you couldn't deny the need to explore, have adventures, uncomfortable plane rides to an island of your choosing.

A sad sigh escaped your lips, thoughts occupied by the world outside. A slight gust of wind blew from behind you, followed by light footsteps. Wanda could feel your body entering the Hex, she grew worried of your intentions. She gently placed her hand on your shoulder, squeezing for reassurance.

"I can't leave, can I?" Your eyes trained on the red wisps. It was foolish for you to ask for you already knew the answer. Her voice was small when the word "no" slipped through her lips. She comfortably sat down next you, your shoulders rubbing against each other.

"We can no longer go on adventures, save the world from unspeakable evil or go on a holiday" you said defeatedly. Wanda opened her arms, encouraging you to lean in. She wrapped her arms around you, placing a soft kiss to your temple.

"We have all we need in here" she placed her warms hands upon your cheek, turning your head towards her. She could see the sad look in your eyes, it pained her to see you like this. "I can create whatever you want" in a last ditch effort to plead her case, she gently cupped your face. Her eyes pouring into yours, a mixture of fear and love swirled inside.

"I know it's not what we're used to and I know I'm being selfish but I just can't lose you again" silent tears began to fall as the memories of that night flashed through her mind. She understood how unfair this arrangement was, how completely selfish she was being. However none of it compared to the pain she felt when she watched the light fade from your eyes. How your body went limp in her arms and her screams filled the air.

"I don't want to lose you" your words broke through her dark thoughts. You may not remember your death but looking at Wanda right now, shows you everything you need to know. You can say with utmost certainty that you will do everything in your power to keep it from happening again.

"We'll do this together" Wanda pressed her forehead against yours. "Forever" you whispered, afraid the world would hear your vow. In this hex, all that mattered was that you were given a second chance at life. A second chance with the one you love, you can create your own adventures without the world.