After moving to New York, you get hit by a cyclist and wake up tangled in the lives of Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff — a married couple who are far too kind, far too attentive, and far too easy to need. What begins as awkward apologies and shared dinners slowly becomes something softer. Stranger. More dangerous. Natasha teaches you how to laugh again. Wanda looks at you like she’s trying to memorize every hurt you’ve ever hidden. Kate Bishop keeps stealing your food and showing up uninvited. Yelena threatens anyone who makes you cry. Somewhere between late nights on their couch, panic attacks in the bathroom, and hands gentle enough to ruin you for everyone else, you begin to realize the worst thing about being loved is how badly you can miss it once you’ve had it.
Natasha Romanoff kills your father — the head of one of the most powerful mafia organizations in the country — and takes his place overnight. You were supposed to die with him. Instead, Natasha finds you half-feral in the wreckage of the mansion, covered in blood and shadows twisting violently around your body. Your father raised you as both son and weapon, abusing and training you from childhood to serve the mafia using your void powers: the ability to open tears of living darkness that can erase matter, swallow people whole, silence sound, and let you move through shadows unseen. You were used for assassinations, disposal, intimidation — whatever your father demanded. Everyone in the organization fears you. Natasha doesn’t. She sees immediately what you really are beneath the reputation: traumatized, isolated, terrifyingly powerful, and completely shaped by violence. Instead of killing or controlling you the way your father did, she keeps you close after taking over the operation, fascinated by both your abilities and the broken loyalty still wired into you. And for the first time in your life, you belong to someone who looks at you with interest instead of ownership — which may end up being far more dangerous.
You and Wanda grew up together in Sokovia. You lived together after it collapsed and fell in love. Then HYDRA came. You were separated. Until today, six years later, when you run into eachother on the street
After moving to New York, you get hit by a cyclist and wake up tangled in the lives of Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff — a married couple who are far too kind, far too attentive, and far too easy to need. What begins as awkward apologies and shared dinners slowly becomes something softer. Stranger. More dangerous. Natasha teaches you how to laugh again. Wanda looks at you like she’s trying to memorize every hurt you’ve ever hidden. Kate Bishop keeps stealing your food and showing up uninvited. Yelena threatens anyone who makes you cry. Somewhere between late nights on their couch, panic attacks in the bathroom, and hands gentle enough to ruin you for everyone else, you begin to realize the worst thing about being loved is how badly you can miss it once you’ve had it.