BLACK HEARTED ANGELS SUNK ME WITH KISSES ON MY MOUTH
![]() ![]() MAKING MAGIC MEME Magic is something intensely intimate. Whether it's something inherent in you from when you're born or something drawn out in rituals and summonings, it's full of depth and wonder and potential dangers. Maybe you're showing someone that doesn't have magic what you can do, maybe you're sharing magic with someone you love, winding things together. Maybe you're heading out with some friends to make a salt circle and bring someone back from the dead. The point is you're not in it alone. You're sharing in this intimacy whether it's new for you or old hat. Take care of yourselves and each other; hope that the person you know isn't prejudiced against magic. |



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[Wanda follows, but at a slight distance. It's only partially because there's too much to fully take in between the relics and the decor. Ever since the accident, she's developed the unconscious habit of keeping several extra feet between herself and a stranger until they choose to close the gap.
They've shared a dream, yes, but that wasn't his choice.]
You're safe for now, then.
[Not that Ross couldn't come up with at least three uses for a brilliant medical mind, of course. Half of the Avengers vanishing overnight and Bruce still being missing have probably given him enough to worry about.
Wanda follows the rest of the way in silence and hesitates at the kitchen's doorway, biting her lip. Of course she wants whatever help Stephen and the other sorcerers can provide, but...it needs to be said. Ross is surely putting more effort into searching for her specifically and Wanda's well aware of the danger she's putting anyone who harbors her in. Especially someone else with abilities of his own that would likely get tossed in the cell next to her if some people had their way.]
If you decide to send me back...no one will blame you.