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The Cold Hand of The Devil
Chapter 4: January 8th, 8:08am
Fandom: Alpha Flight
Pairing: WandaHeather
Summary:
"I parked as close to it as I could as the dread started to set in. The only emotion that beat it out was confusion. Confused why Madison didn’t tell me what happened on the phone call. Confused why no one bothered to stop by my house to get me here sooner. Confused that something like this was happening here.
“Took you long enough,” Madison walked up to me as I ducked beneath the police tape.
“If someone bothered to come by my house, I would’ve gotten here a lot sooner,” I pointed out. I was in no mood to deal with his attitude. I’m sure he was in no mood for mine either. “What’s going on?”
“Body found on the beach,” he gestured towards the group that had already gathered around it. “Teenage girl. No positive ID yet.”"
Heather gets a call about an emergency in town, she could've never pictured what had happened
Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, murder, character death, referenced child abuse, implied incest, themes of religious trauma, explicit sexual content, heavy angst, detective au, no powers au, first person POV lesbian characters, trans character, Pacific Northwest gothic, Heather needs a hug, no beta we die like Mac
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I woke up to the feeling of an arm draped across me and a body against my back. It wasn’t something that I really made a habit of. Most of the time I didn’t stay the night after a hook up. I never really wanted that emotional side of things. That exchanging of phone numbers and a promise of another meeting that was bound to fall through. Or the other option that was either of us getting attached and then getting disappointed.
But with Wanda it was different. I didn’t really know how to describe it. Not that I wanted to make a habit out of this. Maybe I just didn’t mind it as much as I thought I did. Maybe there was something different about her. It was too early to be contemplating these types of things.
Well, it wasn’t too early. On a normal day I would’ve been up and running two hours ago. But I had a long night and it wasn’t like I had to be anywhere today. I could just lay in the bed right next to her the whole day. Waste so much of my little free time just staying right here in this moment. It didn’t sound half bad.
It took a few more minutes of staring at the sun rising above my neighbors roof before she started to stir. A few soft grumbles and some twitching. I decided not to rouse her. There was something sweet about it. About having nowhere to be. Nothing to have to rush for. Just laying here, waiting for her to wake up.
I felt lips lazily press against the back of my neck. Her arm gripped tighter against my bare waist. She still smelled faintly of her perfume even after all that time and all the effort we both put in last night. Nothing that I would ever complain about.
You're Always So Warm
Fandom: Alpha Flight
Pairing: WandaHeather
Summary:
Heather couldn't stand the cold. It was just her luck that she knew someone who could help her.
Tags: Tooth rotting fluff, fluff without plot, winter setting, cuddling, sharing a bed
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Ever since she was a child, Heather believed that winter was a punishment for her specifically. The gray skies and dead foliage didn’t excite her. The holidays brought nothing but stress in her older age. Not that they were some joyous time when she was a kid but she didn’t need to unpack that right now. Right now, despite all the blankets in the world and the thermostat up so high it would give any dad in a fifty mile radius a heart attack, she was freezing.
She wasn’t built for the cold. In fact, she despised it. Seemed ironic considering the country she’s lived in her entire life. She’d take rainstorms in the spring, heatwaves and sunburns in the summer, winds strong enough to blow her over in the fall, over this feeling. Flannel sleep pants, a long sleeve shirt, a sweatshirt on top of that. Flannel sheets, a heavy comforter, two quilts piled on that and she was still shivering.
The fact this was an old ass house didn’t help any. The alpha mansion wasn’t built with central heating in mind. She was about ready to tear it down and rebuild it brick by brick. She was about ready to make a deal with some sketchy cosmic entity to get rid of winter all together. The consequences of that could be dealt with later.
The Cold Hand of The Devil
Chapter 3: January 7th, 9:44pm
Fandom: Alpha Flight
Pairing: WandaHeather
Summary:
"“Are you a vampire or something?”
“Just making sure I wasn’t misreading the situation,” she laughed, walking up to my small porch.
“The situation is that I’m holding your pie hostage until you come in,” I teased, holding it out in front of her.
“Oh so the pie was just some bargaining chip?” She raised her eyebrow as we both entered the living room. The only light came from a dim table lamp next to the couch.
“You thought I was just doing it out of the kindness of my heart?”"
In a heat of the moment decision, Heather invites Wanda back to her house
Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, murder, character death, referenced child abuse, implied incest, themes of religious trauma, explicit sexual content, heavy angst, detective au, no powers au, first person POV lesbian characters, trans character, Pacific Northwest gothic, Heather needs a hug, no beta we die like Mac
🚨🚨🚨This is the smut chapter feel free to skip (or reread ten times over we don't judge)🚨🚨🚨
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There was something about the night. Maybe it was colder. The winds didn’t seem to let up in the slightest. Enough to spray little droplets from the Pacific all the way up to where we were walking. If I wasn’t careful I knew that one little spritz of the salty water in my eye was going to take me out. And I wouldn’t be taken out tonight.
The diner seemed farther away than I remembered it being. In reality, I knew it was only a few buildings down. Only a short walk down the street until the darkness would be replaced by the warm glow of lightbulbs that were barely hanging on. A little shelter in the storm. Just a little stop to get over the anticipation that was bubbling up inside of me.
“I can’t even remember the last time I’ve been to a diner,” Wanda commented as we approached the lights that were shining out the windows. It wasn’t like there was anything special about it. I’m sure there are thousands of other diners around the country that are utterly indistinguishable from Oceanview. But it was different from everything else that still stood in this town.
The sleek architecture, the shiny vinyl booths, the white counter that was only just starting to show its age. It all gave that impression of traditional americana despite the fact we were in the wrong country. Opening the door and hearing the bell was akin to stepping into a Norman Rockwell painting.
“Not big on pancakes?” I joked as we walked towards the pastry case. The cool light flickered behind the glass. Offered a contrast to the yellow glow that the rest of the building was subjected to.
The Cold Hand of The Devil
Chapter 21: February 19th, 6:08pm
Fandom: Alpha Flight
Pairing: WandaHeather
"“Did you get me a babysitter?” I joked but seeing the look on her face told me that she wasn’t joking. “You guys are ridiculous.”
“It takes a village,” she shrugged. “If you weren’t so insistent on working on your days off, then we wouldn’t have to take such dramatic measures.”
“What I do on my days off don’t concern either of you,” I argued. This whole situation was absurd."
Another day off and Heather isn't very keen on taking it
Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, murder, character death, referenced child abuse, implied incest, themes of religious trauma, explicit sexual content, heavy angst, detective au, no powers au, first person POV lesbian characters, trans character, Pacific Northwest gothic, Heather needs a hug, no beta we die like Mac
🚨🚨🚨This is the smut chapter feel free to skip (or reread ten times over we don't judge)🚨🚨🚨
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I still thought this whole ‘day off’ business was a bunch of bullshit. Just a waste of time when there was so much to do. And for what? So I could sit at home alone doing absolutely nothing but stare at the wall? But just like last week, it was being imposed on me. However, unlike last week, there was extra reinforcement this time.
“You better not be on your laptop,” Marrina warned me from the guest room.
“So what if I am?” I rolled my eyes, typing in my password.
“Puck already told me the situation,” she explained as she marched out, “you’re not working this weekend.”
“And you think you can tell me what to do?” I raised my eyebrow as she tried to reach for the computer that was resting on the dining table. “Did you forget whose house you’re in?”

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The Cold Hand of The Devil
Chapter 10: January 29th, 7:12pm
Fandom: Alpha Flight
Pairing: WandaHeather
Summary:
"“I’ll be fine, I’m not gonna destroy your house,” she laughed. “Go have fun with your pookie.”
“Don’t be gossiping about this with Puck either,” I added walking half way out the door. “I don’t need to be questioned about it on Monday.”
“I wasn’t going to,” she rolled her eyes and waved me off. “You don’t want to keep her waiting, by the way, she’s way out of your league.”
“Like you’d know anything about that,” I laughed before walking down to my truck."
Even in between all the stress at work, Heather takes time to have an evening with Wanda
Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, murder, character death, referenced child abuse, implied incest, themes of religious trauma, explicit sexual content, heavy angst, detective au, no powers au, first person POV lesbian characters, trans character, Pacific Northwest gothic, Heather needs a hug, no beta we die like Mac
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I was genuinely surprised that I hadn’t been bothered all day. With everything going on, I knew that weekends were a loose promise. If anything came up, I would’ve had to head straight to the station. Still, I maintained enough hope to make loose plans with Wanda.
I desperately wanted to see her again. It had been far too long. Not at my house. Marrina was still staying over and the last thing I needed was to be teased more than I already was by her. Besides, it would be inappropriate to do the things I wanted to with her in the house.
I had to be satiated with some flirty texts. Sending a couple of pics that I would be embarrassed to admit I took. Getting some in return. One extremely charged phone call that I’m sure both of us got a lot out of.
It was weird. I’ve never done this type of thing before. Most of the women I’ve hooked up with didn’t even get my number and here I was taking every opportunity to talk to her. Was I falling for her? I didn’t want to think about that. Just because I was in love with her beautiful mind, her gorgeous frame, her talented fingers and skilled tongue didn’t mean that I was ready to fully admit that I had been wrong.
I feel like you'd ought to know, that back in (I think) the 90s when Alpha Flight was getting action figures, it wasn't Vindicator and Guardian who got packaged and sold together, but Vindicator and Sasquatch.
That is because I'm right and the agenda was always there I am just the first who was brave enough to shine a light onto the truth. The truth that those two are getting lesbo freak nasty even if marvel wishes to deny it
Wandaheather ship ask game: 1, 8,.and 10
Despite the fact that she's still married to that man, I like to imagine Heather as a lesbian with very very deep comphet. For me, it just makes sense because I interpret her as a deeply insecure person and who else but a lesbian who hasn't realized it yet would be so eager to marry his bum ass. As for Wanda I can see either bi or lesbian but I say lesbian because as a lesbian I wish for more lesbians 🫰
8. I wouldn't imagine their first kiss being a big deal. For me, at least, the whole ship works on the basis that they're both adults who've had at least some romantic experience so neither of them would really care so much about that first kiss y'know? But we're playing ball so I imagine that it would just be a soft moment maybe their cuddling on the couch or just simply saying goodbye after a date just something sweet
10. Well them not having a bunch of canon #GiveSasquatchEstrogen2026 does help to narrow it down but I do like the moment where Wanda is having an identity crisis and Heather's trying to help and she's just like 'there was a time when I would've expected more than just sisterly comfort from a woman' oh my god just scissor already you're both thinking it