Reality doesn’t always give us the life that we desire

[magicalarchaeologist]

WHO: Istredd and anyone!
WHAT: Catch-all for April
WHERE: Thorne, Horizon
WHEN: EARLY April for now, will put later prompts up as time goes on
WARNINGS: PTSD from the event, NSFW thread in comments





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[carmesi]

When Wanda visits Istredd's Horizon, the ravens swoop in excitement to greet her, like children wanting her attention. It has been a while since she's been here. After she's done rubbing her forefinger over Oolong's beak, she asks of them to take her to Istredd.

Anise takes charge, guiding Wanda through the stairs and hallways, and towards a doorway that leads the way into a room.

Books are stacked and blocking the view, but Wanda can hear the sound of scribbling away on a page. It's incredible to her to think that he manages to keep everything afloat and permanent in the Horizon, considering the amount of books that are here. Wanda approaches, not wanting to disturb him, but feeling a sense of ease as she traipses into a familiar telepathic connection. He had been gone for a long while, and she had noticed that incredibly so.

As Wanda approaches, she places a hand over his back, fingers splayed out over the fabric of his shirt, as she takes a seat on a nearby chair. She's glancing down at his writing, but then her eyes turn to him, not needing to say a word.

There's so much to write down, isn't there?

Here you are, her bond to him implies, like a blanket over his shoulders, warm.

gonna time this for after lucifer so she can find out ;)

[magicalarchaeologist]

Istredd feels her the moment she walks in, not because of the ravens as they're not his, but because her mind was the first he truly knew in this land. The library is made of his mind, so it knows her. It was instantaneous connection, the two of them, something that has never truly been replicated, since normally you have to build bonds. They slipped into it like a waterfall. He does assume she'll either find him or the birds will bring her, so he focuses on finishing his thoughts while he can.

He glances up and the wall across from him transforms into an almost exact copy of what was in Sam Wilson's domain with various notes and pieces of information put up. He visited there briefly and saw Natasha, heard from her what they were doing before he disappeared, so he came back. It's not all complete, which is why it was somewhat hidden from view, but she can see it now.

When I get stuck in my own experience, I try to focus on what you all did out here.

This wall has been very helpful for that, because Istredd does have times when getting too much into the memories of the pit gets him twitchy and anxious. He appreciates having multiple points of view. He pauses and then releases any hold he was having on his mind while he focused, letting it flow into her and around her in that familiar friendly warmth.

Istredd smiles at her and reaches out to take her hand, squeezing it gently. He hasn't been having the easiest time and there is something brittle and fragile around the edges of his mind, but there is happiness too, somehow, settled into his core.

Thank you for coming to get us. I recognized your particular kind of magic above.

Mostly he recognized how very loud and fatal it sounded so he knew right away there was only one person who could be slamming with that force. He knew then that they were going to get free.

finally here... 🐕 also, okay!

[carmesi]

"We had to get you all out. There was no other option."

Her answer is said out loud on purpose, wanting him to know that certainty that she holds to their actions—to her actions. Many have chastised her, in one way or the other, about the kind of magic that she has tapped into, the dangers of a pact with some unknown god, but Wanda would like to think she's got better control of herself right now.

After all, does she not have to complete her penance, after all? What more can she do if not make the most of her magic, to use it to protect and save lives, rather than the opposite.

She turns her attention to the wall that he's drawing information from, letting her hand rest against his without any kind of resistance. She remember this wall, understands why Istredd wants to look at it, but she hates every square inch. It reminds her of how horrible things were.

Her gaze turns to him.

You seem alright despite what happened.

was on mini-hiatus myself, <3

[magicalarchaeologist]

"We all did what we had to do. I would definitely be dead if you hadn't. I had an infected wound, despite how hard Steve tried to clean it."

Istredd had passed out a few times and it's a serious miracle he survived the near-drowning to get onto the turtle. He tried to help from there but eventually went back to blacking out. He had his magic back long enough on the turtle to staunch the wound so he could make it to the healers, but it wasn't looking good for him. A day more and it would have probably been too late.

He says Steve with familiarity now, knowing that she is close with him. Steve Rogers. His new Pit family who kept doing speeches and the two of them relied on one another a great deal down there. He even healed Steve from some of his infection, and Steve carried him unconscious into the room after the escape. He's fond of all of the people from her world.

He spent most of the turtle unconscious and delirious so he's not entirely certain if she was there, but they got back, and Yennefer handled it from there. His gut wound is healed, but sometimes he gets phantom pain, just as remembrance. He taps the wall and it changes from Sam's to notes he's taken on everything that happened on the pit side. Almost instinctively feeling her dislike and replacing it.

Istredd smiles and looks askance at her.

I'm not, I'm still having a hard time. Emotion blossoms suddenly, unexpected joy. Complicated, considering the rest, but very real. I told Lucifer I have feelings for him and he shares them. We're together now.

Istredd has been aware of his feelings for Lucifer for months but he was content with their friendship and had no intention to say anything. They've been close and that bond always felt unbreakable, but he was still afraid. Now he isn't afraid at all. It's the one thing that doesn't frighten him. Shadows, blind spots, the smell of mushrooms or dirt, sounds he doesn't expect, strangers, all the obvious reasons to be scared. But not of Lucifer.

Istredd doesn't know if they would have gotten together if the pit hadn't made Lucifer realize how much he needed him to live, or Istredd to want a reason to live, but maybe with more time. It happened this way and he's not sorry about it. The nightmares are completely toothless now with someone in bed with him.

If anyone can understand the complicated feelings of finding love in this world, with no promise of a forever, but still wanting it, it would be Wanda, considering her relationship with Matt.