There’s no real push to your actions; you do them as if they were second nature. Perhaps, initially, you were assigned this role, as protector and guardian of this person. Maybe you took it on because there was no one else. A natural guardian or not, good or evil, you caught a shining to them and felt…something. Something hard to explain, but you want to keep them safe and happy - or at the very least, content. No one is as dedicated to them as you. You want them to reach their goals; to help them achieve them, you'll do what you must, even if it means being their gofer or their right hand.
But most of all, you don't want them to end up like you. They're worth more than that.
Yet somehow, along the line, you became more to them, more than just their protector. You protect them anew and you've found a different way to make them happy. It's selfish, too, because you love them in your way and you want them more than anything. You may feel guilty, of course. They don't, though, and that's what matters.
- Comment with your character, preferences, and what you'd prefer to play: protector or protected.
- Remember, you don't have to be so rigid. A traditionally weak character can "protect" a traditionally strong one in emotional ways.
- Reply to others.
- Promise ✖ You told them you would take care of their lover, no matter what. You intend to follow through with that.
- Close ✖ What are friends for if not taking care of unfinished business?
- Debt Owed ✖ Kindness or favor has to be repaid, even if it's an investment in someone else.
- Atonement ✖ Whether or not you particularly cared for the person who's gone is irrelevant. You just need to make up for past sins.
- No Good ✖ You're taking care of the one left behind, but not out of good intentions. There may be ulterior motives here - no, there are definitely ulterior motives here. Or maybe this is the one good thing you've done in your life.
- Guilt ✖ It's your fault that you're here and their significant other isn't. It's a paltry repayment.
- Bearer of Bad News ✖ You can't blame them for wanting to shoot the messenger. You are telling them their lover is dead.
- Related ✖ In days past, the living partner would be cared for by their dead partner's family. As a sibling or cousin of the deceased, you want to continue that tradition and take care of "family."
- Wo/man Up ✖ Actually, their lover isn't dead, they're just dead to you, unable or unwilling to take care of business. You're stepping up.
- Friends ✖ You were all friends before, so it's only natural for you to want to look out for them now.
- Derisive ✖ ...this is the person they loved so much? This is who you're supposed to protect? Pathetic.
- Resentful ✖ You can never forgive them. They're the reason your lover is dead, no matter how they treat you.
- What They Saw in You ✖ You're beginning to see why someone would love them, how they'd want to give up their old ways and change. It's almost...nice.
- Warming Up ✖ If you didn't get along at first, the claws are being put away now. It's better to at least be civil, isn't it?
- Still in Danger ✖ Whatever killed one half of the pair is still out there, and the other half is in danger themselves.
- Other Complications ✖ Not only did your mutual acquaintance leave behind a lover, but also children. You find yourself getting closer and closer to them, too, even if they aren't yours.
- Compromised ✖ You can't look after them with a level head. You love them.
- Can't Love Again ✖ You've lost before. You can't risk losing again, can you?
- Out of the Dark ✖ One or both of you find yourselves in a hole. You can barely eat, hardly sleep, and depression has taken hold of you. Together, though, you may find the light and a way out of despair.
- First Time ✖ Simply what it says. You two have taken your relationship to the next level.
- Changed ✖ Before, you were bitter. Hard. Jaded. Now, helping someone - specifically, helping this person - has brought a new kind of joy into your life. You could get used to it. Easily and dangerously used to it, to be brutally honest. You shouldn't allow it.
- Living Together ✖ You can take care of them more throughly if you're in the same place as they are, obviously.
- Hidden Jealousy ✖ When their lover was alive, you were jealous of everything they had - including the fact that they had the person you're looking after now. Admitting this may make you feel like the most awful person in the world.
- Secrets Revealed ✖ Eventually, your involvement with the death of their beloved will come out, and they will never be able to look at you the same way.
- Dependent ✖ Replacing one unhealthy habit with another, you've become utterly dependent on your relationship with your caretaker, your guardian, your lover.
- Won't Be a Replacement ✖ You can't help but feel as if you're merely serving as a stand in for what they've lost. It's understandable, yet you still can't allow yourself to be that and only that.
- Not Really Gone ✖ What is dead should stay dead, but what if who you thought was gone isn't really out of the picture? Will they be happy with finding someone else so cozy and in love with their special someone?
- The Same Mistakes ✖ You're falling into the same patterns that lead to their death. Will you meet the same fate?
- Who's Helping Who ✖ You think you're taking care of them and helping them through their loss. Is that the case? But who's never been this happy before in their life?
- Move On ✖ It's time to put ghosts to rest and let old demons go. You can't let your life become a graveyard.
- Tragedy ✖ The ending is unhappy or even deadly for both of you.
- Happy Ending ✖ In contrast to the above, you're both able to live as together as happily as you possibly can, whatever can be allowed.
- WILDCARD
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Maybe another time.
[A picnic would be nice. It’d be very normal which is something that Wanda never thought she’d have.
Wanda’s gaze is pulled from the setting when she sees Bucky motion out of the corner of her eye. She turns her shoulders towards the rock and moves to take a seat. She’s already wet and she doesn’t mind the moisture. She tucks her skirt beneath her to give herself an extra layer of fabric between her and the rock. Her heels rest on the edge of the bolder with her knees held together. She rests her arms on her knees before exhaling and looking over at her companion.
Her mind is turmoil but then it always is. She doesn’t know if she can put the thoughts to words though she supposed her expressions gave her away more often than not. The odd part about having a friend is that they can read you; know you, in ways that she hadn’t thought possible before.]
Sometimes thinking doesn’t help.
[She exhales a slow breath and forces herself to look back towards the sky. Thick clouds continue to dot the large expanse of blue though they were fading with the insistent presence of the sun. Her mind is reminded of his fingers brushing against her cheek and while she tries to think of something else, her thoughts continue to return to those few seconds of contact.]
What do you think of?
[She finally asks after a moments silence. Wanda thinks she knows the answer but talking means that she isn’t thinking and for the moment that might be better.]
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You ever wake up from a dream, knowing you lost the plot, but try to grab the details anyways? Imagine years of that feeling. I know people, places... but sometimes I'm pretty sure I might never get why. I might never remember all the things they took from me.
...You?
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It was our choice.
[She replies in a soft voice, her accent thick as the memories rise to mind.]
We thought we were part of some great cause but… [She’d been so foolish and naive. Wanda knew exactly what they were doing at the time and there were pieces that she wishes she could forget. Somedays simply blended together as their sanity teetered. The only thing that got her through everything had been her brother. She probably wouldn’t have survived had she been alone.]
I’ve made a lot of mistakes.
[And a lot of people are dead because of it.]
Steve would say to look to the future.
[She says the words as if she doesn’t believe that it’s really so simple. From where she’s sitting the future looks a little brighter but there are always clouds and they can always begin to gather again. Her head turns towards Bucky and she releases then how close they are sitting.]
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His expression remains light despite the darker subject. ]
Hey, at least you had a choice.
[ Unlike him. Maybe he can offer her some comfort. She's accepted her path so far, has decided to change things for herself. ]
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[It feels like it makes it worse. She chose to hurt those people, to fight and be tested on and all the accountability is resting on her shoulders. She can't imagine losing control over her actions or how that might feel.
She turns to face bucky more fully, her knee moving to rest so that she's sitting more on her side. After awhile the closeness stops feeling weird and begins to feel comfortable.] What do you think?
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I think I'd rather walk into Hell than be dragged.
Besides, you came back. [She walked away from HYDRA when she realized the truth. He'd never had the options, or even the presence of mind. He'd had to fall out of the sky and into the Potomac before the idea had even occurred to him.]
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So did you. [Wanda points this out just in case he hadn't noticed that they both walked away. It might be 'to late' in some respects but it doesn't matter because it brought them here. At least that's something, something they can both hold onto.]
It seems silly. [She exhales and turns to look at the sky though her shoulders continue to face Bucky.] You can't run from your past but you can't forget it either. Sometimes I'm unsure what to do. [Sometimes she wonders if being in Wakanda is just another, more creative way, to run away.]
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I wish I could forget some things, honestly. Probably in equal proportion to what I wanna remember. Seems like only the bad stuff stuck.
[ Then he thinks of her brother, the speedster who got killed saving someone else. It makes Bucky think of his own family, the siblings he can't be with.
Funny, they're both orphans now. Bucky outlived his siblings, Wanda had to watch hers die in front of her. Awful.
He doesn't have any solid advice for her, though. Bucky wishes to hell that he did. It would make him feel useful. ]
Me too. I'm not even sure of my place, anymore.
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[Wanda turns back to Bucky, her gaze more firm than it had been before. That singular desire is one that Wanda knows to be true. Above all else she just wants to fit the place where she belongs and is accepted.]
Maybe we can both find that here?
[Wakanda isn't perfect but who says it can't be home? They have something like a family with Steve fathering everyone.]