☞︎𝓦𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓪☜︎

it was about two years since morwenna and wanda had been captured by hydra. after escaping, morwenna had gone her separate ways, still damaged and fearful of the world. now, the faerie had become a villain of sorts, and the avengers had been called to deal with her. morwenna was hovering about ten feet above a crowd in a nearby park, a flurry of stones swarming around all of them and beating them. any time someone tried to leave the area, morwenna would send a boulder flying toward them to knock them down. 

it was a stormy night when morwenna was brought in for testing beside wanda. she had been in the hydra complex for almost two weeks, and her disposition was no less feral than when she arrived. she was brought into the testing room in heavy chains, a straight jacket that only allowed the top bits of her wings to poke out, and cuffed ankles. she screamed bloody murder, summoning hundreds of small pebbles to bludgeon the men who dragged her in. 

//I’m backkkkk

//did I change my theme because I hated my other theme?
          Yes
          Do I like this theme
          unsure

//can I get some interactions please?

//okie I’m just gonna say this 
          
          I’m sorry if I don’t come onto this account much or answer peoples messages, for the past few months I haven’t really been doing the best just dealing with a lot I suppose. And it’s definitely taken a toll on my mental health as well as how I’m feeling emotionally, but I’m slowly starting to get better I promise it’s just taking a lot. And I’m starting to do the things I like again like rp and editing as well as gaming and reading I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately and it’s really been helping me, I’m just trying to take it one step at a time. Please just bare with me I’m doing the best that I can right now 

//hii would anyone like to talk or rp?

//heyyy I’m kinda back well maybe? Anyways how has everyone been? Also drop me a oneliner/starter or comment for one below if you want?

Lara Drake hums softly as she walks. You can see a hint of sadness in her brown eyes, though. For yesterday was her late husband’s birthday, New Years. Ever since he died, she’s gone to his grave, leaving flowers behind. Little did she know this time, as she stands there, she has a visitor. The flowers she had put down are a pair of red roses.

//Merry Christmas everyone!