You didn't see that coming?

Mother and Father to Pietro and Wanda Maximoff. 

“Before we fell,” Marya paused, running her hands through her hair as she laid her head on her lap. Marya was already crying “I could already tell my children were going to grow up hating the world around them. Even after the fall, I heard your cries and the pain I felt couldn’t match up..knowing you both had to raise each other without us.”

The feels is real..the feels is real >.>

“You’ve grown so big,” she whispered, her arms wrapped around Wandis. Her fingers just ran through his hair as she held him in a tight embrace. “Before I had to bend down and give you a hug or pick you up,” she teased, Marya didn’t want to let go. If she did, whose to say that she’d end up crying and he’d poof right out of her arms.

Anon, come give Marya a hug because the mun is busy doingso as we speak. So if you want more mommy feels..come askfor more as she works to get it done >.>

"Don’t cry,” Marya said, she was already crying and she didn’t need to see her little angel start crying on her. “Look at you,” she choked, her lips pressed against Wanda’s forehead and trailed down to her nose and to both her cheeks. “I wish I could have raised you. See you grow up and be the woman you are today,” she sobbed, pulling her daughter into her arms. She didn’t want to let her go.

Django’s hands just cupped his daughters face. “I’m proud of the both of you,” he told her, in a hushed tone as he just kissed her forehead. “Look at how far you’ve gotten,” he pointed out, pulling her into a hug. “What made you think I’d be disappointed in the both of you?” he asked, rubbing her cheek with his thumb.