Fics like break me, taste me, roll me up like the northern lights

Wanda’s eyes finally slid toward them, and her face lit up like a child on Christmas morning. “I knew you’d come soon!” With a flick of her wrist, the Darkhold vanished in a puff of red smoke. She bounced up, perching cross-legged on the edge of the bed, grinning like the fucking Cheshire Cat. Dark circles around her eyes contrasted her pale skin. Agatha crossed her arms, scowling. “Well, it’s not like I’d let you get away with stealing my magic, my book, and, oh right, my free will.” Wanda shook her head gently. “Not you.” She raised a finger and pointed past her. “You. Behind the angry one.” Agatha blinked, then stepped aside to reveal Rio, who looked like she’d just wandered into a lion’s den armed with a spoon. Rio pointed at herself. “…me?” ————————— Agatha’s on a mission to get her shit back from Wanda. Wanda’s determined to give herself a family. And Rio? She just wants some love.

Fics like break me, taste me, roll me up like the northern lights

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