Marvel Cinematic Universe+1
heavy as feathers
by ghoultown
“When will you rest?” Wanda asks every now and then. And the answer never changes. “Well,” he says, jovial through the strain. “If I drop the heavens, the universe will not exist.”“Mmhm.”“And, without the universe,” he continues, “there will be no place for anything to exist. Not you, nor me, nor rest.”“Nor work.” It’s presented like a solution.Vision grins. “Mm, yes, but I’d much rather stand here and look at you."-Vision is Atlas, cursed to hold the heavens over his head. Wanda is his wife. They miss holding each other.