𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

like your mother - avengers

AVENGERS

DISCLAIMER!!
i ignored the timeline and added wagatha ;)

NOT PROOFREAD!!
because i'm lazyyy

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you groaned as you watched another robot get torn to shreds "must i do all of the hard work?"

with a single flick of your wrist you sent all the dismantled parts of the broken bots flying into the body of the hulk, ultimately encasing the giant in purple wisps and metal

"now what would your mothers say about this?" the black widow's voice rasped from behind you on the rooftop you were currently sat on the ledge of, cross-legged

"y/n maximoff-harkness, how dare you use that spell, how dare you progress your magic capabilities. watch your attitude, don't speak back to me. i'm your mother have some respect blah blah blah" sarcasm laced your words as you imitated agatha. you and your mothers didn't exactly have one of the most consistent relationships

your parents taught you how to fight back with words but didn't account for it when you engaged in arguments with them

"they're looking for you.. talking my ear off and it's getting quite annoying frankly" the redhead joked as you both shared a laugh

all the avengers lined up in fighting stances below, besides nat of course, but you couldn't help but laugh again "that's cute" they were evidently trying to intimidate you or something

the archer raised his bow to aim at your head, in an act to seem more threatening, but you however merely raised an eyebrow and stood up from your previous position, above on a building ledge. you flew down to the ground in front of the group

"i really thought you would have got the message" you teased but wanda only shook her head and walked towards to you, she could never be scared of you

it also happened that it wasn't the first time they had to stop you from lashing out due to your dark haired mother annoying you

"momma is sorry, my love. we want you to come back. we just want to keep you safe" the redhead pleaded, trying to hit a soft spot but you wanted to learn more about your magic, being the daughter of a salem witch and the scarlet witch meant you held unimaginable power

turning your back to the group, you laughed "it's always what others need.. what they want"

without turning around you looked back over your shoulder,q you looked wanda right in the eyes "it's time for what i want" with that you walked back down the streets of rubble without sparing a second glance back "have fun, my loves" the purple of your cape trailed behind you

no-one moved a muscle. they may have aimed to attack but they would obviously never be able to bring themselves to actually make a move

"yeah, you're telling her that her daughter is having a tantrum" your mama, wanda, mumbled to nat as she joined the group to watch her daughter, you, walk away. she knew that agatha went too far when it came to controlling how you used your powers. sure she wanted to keep you safe but you had the right to progress and learn, keeping all that power contained and controlled is too much for a teenager

it was silence until kate spoke
"that was was kinda hot though" she admitted from her place behind the group, with yelena

"aha, kate bishop likes the witch" the blonde teased as they began to cat fight with one another, no-one really paid much attention as they got into a scrap

"she's just like her mother" nat jokes to try and ease wanda's stress

"yeah, a damn pain in my ass"

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i wrote this after i took my medication and istfg i feel like a cloud that is ready to rain, a heavy cloud.. high shall we say