Anonymous asked: D For the fandom meme?
From this ask meme!
D: What was the first thing you ever contributed to a fandom?
Pretty sure the first thing I ever actually contributed was THIS Scarlet Witch/Vision post-Civil War fic, which is entirely fluff originating in a conversation I had with my best friend about the lack of fic for the two of them and the fact that no one had written a mid-air kiss for these two FLYING SUPERHEROES.
An excerpt:
Vision’s hand reached out, hovering just over her shoulder. “Are you having nightmares again?”
“Nothing shocking,” she said. “The same.” The wreckage of her house, her brother’s body. Strucker’s failed experiments. Straitjackets inside cages inside prisons. The Avengers, twisted and shattered in red light. “Some new.” Men without limbs, and sinking into the sea, and Vision, turning his clear cold eyes and terrible power toward her.
Vision lingered for a moment, then lowered his hand so that his palm was up, an invitation. “Come with me. Just for a little while. I promise to bring you back.”
I love this ship, y’all.
For @littlestartopaz: 34 - Vision/Wanda
When you’re around I don’t
know how to hide my feelings. I count in
binary, in my head. zero one one zero
one one and you count clouds. (while you count clouds)
So it was going to be a stand-alone Vision/Wanda thing but then I started it after eight hours of researching WWI and??? Instead it’s an immediate prequel to the first Vision/Wanda fic I ever wrote, it’s mostly Natasha being smug, and Wanda doesn’t even appear, I don’t know what happened.
Natasha prided herself on being difficult to sneak up
on. It had served her well for their
brief stint in Wakanda, but now they were in America again, scattered up the
East Coast, and she was sitting on the roof of one of her less secret safehouses,
watching the sun go down. And any dense half-blind
idiot could see a six-foot bright red robot in a cape descending onto a roof in
Middle of Nowhere, Appalachia.
The only reason she didn’t immediately yank out the gun
she’d tucked away under the corner of her blanket was because Stark, Banner,
and Rhodes were all about as subtle as…well, a six-foot bright red robot in a
cape. She was confident that she’d
notice them coming, and if she didn’t they deserved
to cuff her.
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