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[hesther-mcg]

i have 300 something followers on here and u should all know i do not use this blog anymore AND i write for star wars now. follow my main on my knees begging u

@hesthermay

[hesther-mcg]

moving blogs !!

hesther-mcg ↬ @hesthermay

hello all! a few updates + plan changes for u!!

some of u might notice that this blogs formatting looks a tad different, and that the name has changed, and that’s because i’ve decided to move over to my main!!

this means my main blog will be my writing blog. all fics from this moment on will now be posted on there.

the account that ur seeing this on has been changed to @/hesther-mcg, and is my side blog. if u would like to stay with me go on over to @hesthermay and follow!!

i’ll be leaving previously posted works on this page, but they will be linked in my main. i’m not saying i’ll be done with this page, but @hesthermay will be where i’m most active.

i would rlly appreciate if all my readers + moots hopped on over bc i love u all so much <3

anyways that’s all i think this’ll be fun and funky and fresh !!

hesther may loved this page and all her followers!! it was time for a change so a change was made, come join!!

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old blog… find new user here! ↬ @hesthermay

❝ moving post ❞

❝ new m.list ❞ — in process of transferring older works over

❝ hop on over! ❞

hesther may loved this page and all her followers!! it was time for a change so a change was made, please join!!

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𝟒:𝟑𝟎 𝐏𝐌 — 𝐁. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒

❀ timestamp, 0.5k 

❀ gn!reader, sfw, fluff, explicit language

The only one to ever complain about your shoe collection is your wallet, and maybe your boyfriend—but at this moment that’s far from the case. Muscles and joints ache and protest as you lug one of the two large boxes of footwear up the driveway, expletives leaving your mouth as you wonder just how you’re going to get the damn thing up the steps. 

And right as a low groan escapes you, it’s as if the voice of God calls out to ease your struggles. “Need some help?” You can practically hear the smirk he’s wearing as it curls around the words, and you know it’s much too devilish to be The Man. You reluctantly raise your eyes to peer at him, hands still gripping the cardboard. 

Annoyance flares for a second before the look in his eyes—and maybe the way the breeze rustles his unstyled hair—puts it out before anything can come from it. You raise to your full height and place your hands on your hips, a tilt of the head and sarcastic smile aimed right at him. “Yes, please!” 

He laughs, the pearls of his teeth shining in the sunlight as he stands at the top of the steps leading to your new shared home, and the sound of it breaks your facade. Plates in his metal arm whirl as he lifts it to his chest, black and gold glittering here and there. 

He’s beautiful. 

The noise dies down and the rumbling of his chest steadies, and long legs carry him down the brick steps. His lips are parted, still stretched into a goofy smile, and you just know what he’s going to say. 

“I don’t want to hear any I told you so’s either! Keep your opinions on my collecting habits to yourself, Barnes.” 

He throws his hands up in surrender, chuckling still, and he leans over to place the lightest of kisses to your cheek. “You got it, Y/L/N.” 

Strong arms reached down and picked the box up effortlessly, and he turned his head to give you a dazzling combination of a charming wink and a shit eating grin—you can’t deny that you love him, but damn if he’s not annoying. 

Your laugh follows him up the driveway and the steps, and it turns into giggles as you trail behind him on the porch of your dreams, and you thank him for his help as you both cross the threshold of the new home. 

“And I thought packing everything up was bad,” you laughed, “moving in is hard.” You move ahead of him to lead him to the box’s destination. “But it’s gonna be so worth it when we get to enjoy just being us.” 

“Yeah,” he agrees softly, eyes stuck on you. He loves you with so much of himself, and he loves everything you’ve shown him and the growth you’ve always supported. He knows he’d do anything for you; go through anything for you. “It’s gonna be really nice.” 

all works on this blog belong to hesthermay.tumblr.com: do not copy, repost onto other sites, or claim my content as your own. 

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𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐘

all photos taken in— NC, SC, GA areas

all works on this blog belong to hesthermay.tumblr.com: do not copy, repost onto other sites, or claim my content as your own.

[hesther-mcg]

moving blogs !!

hesther-mcg ↬ @hesthermay

hello all! a few updates + plan changes for u!!

some of u might notice that this blogs formatting looks a tad different, and that the name has changed, and that’s because i’ve decided to move over to my main!!

this means my main blog will be my writing blog. all fics from this moment on will now be posted on there.

the account that ur seeing this on has been changed to @/hesther-mcg, and is my side blog. if u would like to stay with me go on over to @hesthermay and follow!!

i’ll be leaving previously posted works on this page, but they will be linked in my main. i’m not saying i’ll be done with this page, but @hesthermay will be where i’m most active.

i would rlly appreciate if all my readers + moots hopped on over bc i love u all so much <3

anyways that’s all i think this’ll be fun and funky and fresh !!

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well i’m the old avatar and my era is not over.

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all about hesther may

*⋆.*:･ﾟ hesther’s coven

appreciation for the siblings that walk the earth with me

[hesther-mcg]

moving blogs !!

hesther-mcg ↬ @hesthermay

hello all! a few updates + plan changes for u!!

some of u might notice that this blogs formatting looks a tad different, and that the name has changed, and that’s because i’ve decided to move over to my main!!

this means my main blog will be my writing blog. all fics from this moment on will now be posted on there.

the account that ur seeing this on has been changed to @/hesther-mcg, and is my side blog. if u would like to stay with me go on over to @hesthermay and follow!!

i’ll be leaving previously posted works on this page, but they will be linked in my main. i’m not saying i’ll be done with this page, but @hesthermay will be where i’m most active.

i would rlly appreciate if all my readers + moots hopped on over bc i love u all so much <3

anyways that’s all i think this’ll be fun and funky and fresh !!

hesther may loved this page and all her followers!! it was time for a change so a change was made, come join!!

[hesther-mcg]

MOVING BLOGS ⇢ @tetsustation

dropped some brain worms below

navigation link

yea so i caved, essentially. but there were many factors that went into this decision and i thought some of you might be curious <3

why?

as of late, i’ve been very unsatisfied with this blog!! if you were here for that long, this was originally a reblog/gif page—however when i started producing content i didn’t have much of a tag system and it’s come back to bite me

branching off of that, as many of you have noticed, this is a sideblog,,, and my main is a few years old (terrible, i know), which means it is connected to some of my irls and so on. i’d prefer to break away from that since i’m writing fanfiction lol, also the whole ‘sending asks from a different account’ thing is pretty irritating sigh

i’d like to start writing for other communities!! for that reason, i’m opting for fresh start and a better system—i know a lot of people on here came for hq and hq only, so i don’t want to clog anyone’s dash with content they aren’t interested in, that being said...

what to expect!

i will still write for hq, it’s a major comfort for me and i do have wips that i plan to carry over (unteachable art as well as some other collabs) so it will be consistent in that respect!

in the future, i plan on writing for aot and jjk—as well as interacting with those communities, so if that interests you, please feel free to jump over with me.

since it is a main blog, i’ll also be indulging in some misc things (aesthetics, bway, etc), all of which are already tagged to avoid a stray from the content being produced over there :p

final notes?

this blog will not be deactivated, neither will my main. the two blogs hold too many memories to even consider that and i’d like to keep my work from this blog available since i’m rather proud of it.

mutuals, anons, followers—thank you for putting up with me for so long first and foremost lol, and if your still up to it, i’d feel very honored to have you guys follow me over and continue to interact <3

lastly, any discourse that arose on here is expected not to interact. this should be obvious but i thought i should throw it in in case it wasn’t clear (HELP I TYPED THIS LAST POINT OUT EARLY THIS MORNING WHAT HAPPENED).

ok that’s my ramble thank you thank you >:)

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NOT GAVIN HAVING HIS OWN TAG ON CASS’ PAGE HELP

she did that shit and his head got SO BIG. and for what.

AND THEN THE CARRD DONT GET ME STARTEDDD.

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NOT U GIVING GAVIN ONE DBSKSBSLSH. HES TAKING OVER.

i don’t know what to expect 🔴 — hes

this ones so pretty, like ive always loved it

; send me a 🔴 for your pokemon persona!

i think this would be gavin

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Just in case you forget this exists.

It exists.

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reblog if you’ve seen a cow

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i want what they have🥲

✦ find me on instagram @the.flightless.artist ✦

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7:25 PM — BUCKY BARNES 

The sun is turning orange but the sky still holds its light blue hue. Bucky walks up the driveway, heading towards your house, and the gravel crunches under his boots with each step but all he can focus on is the faint sound of music coming from the home. For him to hear it out here, you must have the volume turned up to the max—very on par for you, he’s come to find.

His long legs take him up the few steps that lead to your front porch, and he can see two stocky bodies barrelling towards the screen door. The two plump pitbulls sit and stare, tails wagging so aggressively they shake their entire bodies, and he shifts the bags he’s holding to his left hand so he can grasp the handle. He laughs loudly as the door is pushed open before he could even make the move, and his legs are attacked by sniffs and kisses.

“Hi babies,” he greets, looking down at the animals with a love that he’s thankful for everyday. The music is louder now that the door is open and he doubts you can even hear that he’s come home, and when he lets it fall shut behind him and the pits the sound is hidden in the guitar strums and twangy voices filling the space.

The trio make their way to the source of the sound, the kitchen—where you stand before the small island in the middle of the room, hands working diligently and hips swaying to the beat of the song. He leans against the doorframe, shoulder resting easily against the painted wood as he watches you chop the vegetables and sing along. Your voice blends with the original artist’s and his heart swoons.

You place the knife down and spin around, and your eyes land on the man standing in your kitchen. A smile stretches across your face as the warm glow filtering through the windows lights him up, and he returns the greeting. “Did you grab the things I asked for?” You ask, voice loud enough to be heard over the noise. He only nods, pushing off the doorframe and entering the room at last, holding out the grocery bags to you.

A thankful look takes over as you grab them from him, placing a kiss on his cheek and turning to place them on the counter. “Thank you, sir!” You shout over your shoulder, pulling the requested contents out. You throw a look at him and your eyes land on the two dogs at his feet, staring up at him with adoration and loyalty. “And I see my trusty protectors greeted you at the door,” you giggle.

He nods once again and leans down to pet their large heads before moving closer to you, his presence familiar and comfortable. “They even opened the door for me, ever the polite little meatheads,” he leans against the farm sink as you lay everything out to prepare dinner for the night, and you throw your head back in a bout of laughter before you step away from the counter all together. Sunbeams dance across your body as you twist and spin and sway in the middle of the kitchen.

“Do you want me to play that one song you said you liked?”

Bucky doesn’t know a lot of your music, you say it’s older than you but younger than him, but he listens anyways because the way your spirit shines through whenever music hits your ears makes him picture a future he would have never thought himself worthy of. And when you turn away from him to put on the one song he’d made an offhand comment about before he can even answer her, his heart swells in his chest and that future seems just a bit brighter.

He pushes himself off of the edge of the sink and heads for you, and he catches you right as you spin around. You laugh and he joins you, and then he dances with you. He spins and dips you, he sways to the steady beat, and he smiles.

➥ tagging bae ;* @nekomabvc

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☘️ A small house from my 2021 postcard calendar ☘️

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url change!!

⠀ adoringhajime ↬ hajigumi !!