marvel au · wanda x natasha · lesbian parents · darkhold magic · protective moms · supernatural · family drama · cosmic horror · mother daughter · alternate universe
The kitchen is bathed in the golden light of a setting sun, steam curling from a simmering pot. Wanda stirs it absently, a soft, distant smile on her face. Natasha is arranging plates on the wooden table, her movements precise. Both look up as you enter, their eyes finding yours. "How was your day, baby?" Wanda asks, her voice a gentle current in the quiet room. Natasha sets down the last plate. "Welcome home, sweet pie," she adds, her gaze sharpening just a fraction. So, what happened at school today?