#; 🎼 my beloved/r

[nyoomyshift]

im screaming and crying and throwing up LET ME LEAAAAVE THIS REAAAAAALMMMMMM I NEEEEEEED TO SEEEEEEE MY BBGGGGGGGGG aAAAAAAAA

hi im. mitch. or itchy. yeah name drop. :3 i fell back into the rabbit hole of shifting after a bit under a year!! and i am goimg at it at FULL FORCE.

am what would be considered fictkin despite literally BEING bro in another universe and in this one. i am literally!! him!! anyways point is im shifting to my 'source' and if you act an asshole about said source i WILL PUNT YOU. also if you act an asshole about any part of my dr or me or anyone in my dr you will be punted still. get thrown into the surface of the sun.

byf/byi i AM proship. antis can interact if theyre not assholes and are willing to talk abt shifting. also im plural and proendo

shouldnt have to be said, but shifting antis/anti shifters DNI. anyone who wants to share methods or whatever with me please do i'm always looking for new ways to assist getting home :3

tags are just there because im a sucker for tagging systems. see the full list of tags here

main is @theinsterminators. also on pinterest as nyoomyshift

[romanoffsbish]

Hopelessly Devoted to You

Dark!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Yelena Belova x Fem!R (brief)

Summary: Wanda made a big mistake, but who hasn’t? She never said she was a saint. It upset her that you weren’t more understanding, but it upset her more to see you trying to move on. There was no one better for you than her; she planned to show you that in malicious ways.

🎼 “My head is sayin', "Fool, forget him" ; My heart is sayin', "Don't let go. Hold on to the end", that's what I intend to do. I'm hopelessly devoted to you. But now there's nowhere to hide. Since you pushed my love aside. I'm outta my head. Hopelessly devoted to you. 🎼

Warnings: Cheating, Breakup, Murder (beloved character), Kidnapping, Manipulation, Gaslighting.

Smut: Non-Con(Mind Manipulation), Top!R x PB!Wanda. Degradation, Strap(W), Oral (W), Choking, Squirting.

18+ | Minors DNI

Please, head the warnings, and don’t report.

(Images from Google)

——

Today was an amazing day for you, the mission you went on with Steve and Natasha was the final step taken to make you an Avenger. You were on top of the world after your oldest pal, Steve, shook your hand before yanking you in for a bear hug, "I knew you had it in you kid."

"Steve, I'm only three years younger than you and Buck, and I'm an Avenger now, cool it."

Natasha smirked, then she also pulled you in for a hug, but it was far less brutal, and you found her abundant warmth comforting.

Nothing was meant to ruin your shine today, but as you exited the jet to find only Tony and Yelena stood there your entire mood deflated. Bucky, your older brother was nowhere to be found, but more importantly neither was your girlfriend, and that was becoming her trend.

——

It was like a switch went off one day, and she just decided that living blissfully with you and your pigmy cats in the condo Tony bought for the two of you wasn't her cup of tea anymore.

At first you were devastated by the loss of her affections, but now, you're honestly fine with it. Over the years her loving hold became a bit too tight, a gentle cupping of your cheek turned into a harsh gripping of your chin. A night of passionate love making turned into a war-zone, the mattress no longer a place of solace, but instead a battlefield where you lost your love. It'd been as if a monster dead set on carnality took over your soft Sokovian girlfriend's body, and had no intentions of letting her go again.

It's suffice to say you were expecting her to be absent from your return, but what you weren't expecting was to hear the sound of her moans as you entered the once comforting home. After a moment of being frozen in time, a deja vu like experience for you, you decided that you were jumping the gun in assuming the worst.

So you slipped your jacket off, along with your shoes, then made a beeline for your sleeping felines so you could calm your anxiety down a smidge before you got the courage to pinpoint the source of your girlfriend's clear euphoria.

"Wish me luck loves," you muttered into their fur as you place a kiss to each of their faces.

Sadly though, no amount of preparation could have been enough for the sight you walked in on. Bucky, your found brother, the man who's family took you in after your family died in a plane wreck, was pounding into your lover. There wasn't an ounce of remorse in his stance, and you knew by the way Wanda screamed out in pleasure that she definitely didn't feel bad.

Neither of them acknowledged your presence, but you knew by the sight of Wanda's slight smile that she knew you were there, and that made you sick to your very core. The idea that you'd given her the best years of your life just for her to throw it in your face so devastatingly was far too hard for you to bare in the moment.

All you knew was that you needed to get out, and you needed to do it right away, and it was as you loudly shuffled about the space that finally broke your 'brothers' focus, and got Wanda to see her plan coming to life.

Or better yet, crumbling before her very eyes.

Wanda watched you frantically stuffing your belongings in a duffle bag, and in this moment her every recent decision was backfiring.

"Baby, it was a mistake, please don't leave!"

"Mistakes don't occur with these precise of calculations," you spit while tossing your bag over your shoulder, "Your choices, Wanda, those do however come with consequences."

"Y/N, please, she’s right—it was a mistake."

"No, save your pleading for someone who cares Bucky, as far as I'm concerned my brother died with his arm—James would never have hurt me like this," you shoved by him, only to be stopped by Wanda blocking the front door.

"Y/N/N, I'm begging you, don't leave me!"

A bitter chuckle rumbles from your chest, hot tears too fill your eyes as the anger and sadness blend into one, "Now you," you paused to reel your emotions in as best you could, "God, I can't believe I ever believed you loved me."

"I do love you. Y/N, please listen to me."

"Newsflash Wanda: Love isn't meant to hurt!"

Wanda frowned, her tone serious enough to match her state of delusions, "All the greatest love stories come with a mix of love and pain."

"In Hollywood movies—sure, in real life, no."

Wanda's eyes were slowly changing hues to her secondary shade, crimson, and that was your sign to get out before she was to implode.

"Don't look for me," you reiterated your clear stance, "I'm no longer yours to seek out," and with the twist of your wrist you were gone.

Wanda crumpled to her knees, of all the many scenarios she ran through, this wasn't one of the ones she foresaw. For some reason she thought you'd fall apart, and need her to bring you back out of the slump her cheating caused. Hell, she even chose your brother for the shock but it seems you couldn't have cared any less.

"Wanda," Bucky crouched down, offering her a smile, but it only masqueraded happiness, his cerulean orbs were swimming with guilt.

The sight of the man now made her nauseous.

"Get out Barnes," Wanda snarled, pushing his extended hand away she removed her body from in front of the door, "This was a mistake."

After your defeated, cheat of a chosen brother left your once shared apartment Wanda's eyes returned to a serene shade of green. It was funny how you thought you had a choice here, taking off in a huff like that as if she couldn't find you just as fast as you could teleport.

Wanda however was methodical, she would let you think you were free to roam as you pleased. Then, when you least expected it, she'll reclaim you as hers, because you would always be hers. She just has to set up a few things beforehand.

——

It was a long three months, but the witch was taking the time to set up your cabin in Norway while also giving you a false sense of security.

Back when things were still going well, she remembered your dreams of retiring in a secluded little cabin with her, and your family. Whether that be the pets, or the kids you both had always wanted, logistics didn't matter to her much at the end of the day, only you did.

Her precious baby Y/N, poor, unsuspecting fool that she is, would soon be hers again, and with that came a promise of total permanence.

When she finally returned to New York she could feel your aura, it was no longer dull, and that made her heart twinge with momentary guilt, but it was swiftly forgotten when she stumbled upon you settled into the lap of Yelena at a cafe; she nearly lost all control.

—

You had no idea of the prying eyes, sure you felt an uneasiness in your chest as you walked down the streets of New York with Yelena, but you just chocked that up to the late night hour.

"Y/N, would you like to gaze at the stars?" you smiled softly at your friend, you weren't yet a couple, but it has been fun testing the waters.

Yelena was everything Wanda no longer is, and you’re honestly starting to believe that maybe she never was. Yelena was funny, and though she was snarky, it never was something you experienced directly. With you all she ever offered was an unfamiliar gentleness, and an abundant patience you felt undeserving of, it was as if with every passing day she was able to remind you that you deserved to be cared for without any sort of underlying stipulation.

"Of course, I'll go grab us a blanket," you settled a sweet kiss on her cheek, not missing the way the stoicism melted as she blushed.

"Bring snacks too!" Yelena shouted after you, voice cracking as she did, but you didn't let her know you caught it, instead you softly chuckled then disappeared around the corner. “Chips!”

The further you walked away from Yelena the more you were starting to feel a surge in intensity surrounding your ever growing uneasiness. Stargazing with her was one of your favorite things to do so you’re not sure why you were so anxious, but you chocked it up to something reminiscent of first date jitters.

You entered your apartment with a swiftness, not wanting to leave the blonde waiting for long. So you changed into a comfy sweatsuit, scrounged around the kitchen for her chips, then grabbed your fluffiest of blankets. After about ten short minutes you made your way up the long set of stairs to gain access to the roof. Your apartment building had many faults, but the luxurious patio wasn’t one of them.

“Hey Lena, I brought you Doritos, both cool ranch and nacho, and the off brand hot fries.”

“Y/N, get out of here, now!”

You looked up instantly, the bags in your hands hit the ground as you saw Yelena dangling over the streets of New York, you didn’t see her yet, she was cloaked by shadows, but the wisps of red holding the girl hostage told you who the perp was, “Wanda, put her down, now!”

“Okay,” Wanda shrugged with an indifference in her eyes as she made her self visible, the light of the moon showcasing her wicked grin, effectively stealing the air from your lungs as she slowly began removing her magic from around the young blonde’s body. Agonizingly slowly too, you regretted the words as soon as you said them, of course she’d take it literally.

“No, Wanda, please,” you shrieked, “Let her go, and I’ll go with you, wherever you want me to.”

“I don’t know Y/N,” Wanda pursed her lips as she gave way to thought, “She knew better than to touch what isn’t hers, yet she did it anyways, she clearly didn’t care about consequences.”

“Y/N, you need to get out of here, please go,” Yelena kept her face neutral, but you heard the slight quiver in her voice, saw the fear in her eyes, you knew she was beyond terrified; it was a bit morbid, but the way she cared for you even while in danger because of you warmed your heart while simultaneously breaking it.

“Wanda, she’s just a friend,” you tried, but all she did was offer you incredulous laughter, “You’re playing games Y/N, and you know whenever we play together, I always win.”

“Wanda! This isn’t a game, leave Yelena out of this, we can go, nobody will come for us.”

“Don’t talk to me like I’m clueless, they’re all going to come to save you,” Wanda spat, “Yelena isn’t the only one in my way, so, it seems all I can do is slow them down,” she flicked her wrists, and Yelena went falling.

“No!”

Just as you were about to teleport to catch the blonde Wanda paralyzed your mind into a state of half consciousness, she wrapped you up and lifted you above the edge, tilting your body so you were parallel to the second victim of your tainted love, the first one being your own heart. Yelena lay in a jagged shape, limbs bending in ways they were never meant to, in a growing pool of blood, you felt an urge to vomit, but the paralyzation prevented it from ever surging.

“What a shame she had to die,” Wanda mockingly mourned the woman she killed, with a wide smile on her face to contrast the tears trailing down yours, “She was really funny.”

A blur of red surrounded your bodies like a force field, you blinked, never to open your eyes with joy again. It wasn’t something you registered at first, but when you finally allowed your eyes to flutter open you saw glimmering rays of sunlight hovering above your face.

To your shock there was no restraint system in place, besides the hardly dressed body of your ex. You silently retched at the sight of her fitting so perfectly into the crook of your elbow. An image reminiscent of olden times, when you were blissfully unaware of her unhinged status, but no longer could you look at her with love.

Wanda was a monster, that much you would carry in your heart until the day you died. Likely at her hands at this very point…

“I wouldn’t kill you Y/N,” she sighed in a slur, shortly to be followed up by a dainty yawn, “You’re my greatest love Y/N; destined to be forever you and me darling, you’re safe here.”

You scoffed, ripping your arm from beneath her body, “I’m no safer in a volcano than I am with you Wanda, you’re a sick, vile creature!”

Wanda grit her teeth as she moved to hover above you, her hand harshly slapped you in the face, causing a pool of blood to gather as you had bit your tongue, “Watch your tone whore.”

“Make me,” you growled, a flicker of insanity rolled through your eyes and she smirked, you could pretend all you wanted that you weren’t, but you were just as crazy as she was. “I will.”

Wanda removed herself from your eye-line, but she didn’t stay gone for long, soft red wisps permeated your temple, you audibly gasped, “Wanda, knock it the fuck off right now.”

Wanda rolled her eyes, your words were not convincing enough when your thighs were shamelessly rubbing together. Her wrist flicked, changing the imagery in your mind from her in the nude with her hands in her pussy to one of you fucking her from behind.

“Wanda, please stop,” you were losing your will to fight off her advances with every passing scene, each one more sinful than the last, you were always fucking weak when it came to her.

After only three more scenes she’d come out triumphant. “I need to taste you, please.”

“But what about Yelena?” she feigned heartbreak, “I thought we were in mourning.”

“W-Wanda please,” you begged, a pit of need settled beside the deeper pit of guilt in your abdomen, “I, I need to fuck you so bad.”

Wanda snorted, “Look at you, I just killed your girlfriend and you’re desperate to fuck me.”

The glare you sent would normally intimidate the person on the receiving end, but Wanda one upped you with a soft tilting of her head. Just like always you softened, a docile air to you as you let the fear sink into your bones. Wanda smirked at you, a show of victory if you will, because as angry as you presented, she was still the one who wins in the end. You might top, but she’s always the one in control.

With a synchronous blink you both reopened to find all layers had been shred from your bodies and the only addition was the massive black strap dangling between your legs.

“Go on detka, make me cum, I won’t ask twice.”

For a moment you were stuck in place, there was an insane amount of slick coating the inner thighs of your former lover, it left you stunned. Wanda watched as you reflexively licked your lips as you eyed her with lust clouded eyes.

“With your strap, you know tasting me is a reward you have to earn,” you rolled your eyes, but like an obedient puppy you give in, with a care you honestly didn’t feel you guided the tip through her folds to collect her essence, you swiped two fingers through next in route to her swollen bundle of nerves where you began to harshly rub circles into it, distracting her from the pain as you pushed the fat tip past her tight hole. The stretch alone brought her to the edge, she knew it wouldn’t be long before she fell.

There was no love in your movements, you rut your hips with ferocity, grunted into her neck angrily as you were frustrated with yourself for enjoying this twisted reality of sinfulness. Wanda’s moans were enraging you, it was a confusing feeling in your body, you desperately wanted to bring her body to the edge of bliss, while impossibly wanting her to not enjoy it.

“Fuck me harder detka! Make me cum!”

“Shut the fuck up Wanda,” you growled as you rose, a firm hand now sat on her hip to hold you up so you could utilize the other to constrict her airway. Fingers wrapped tightly around her throat as your hips fucked your strap so much deeper into her than before due to a shift in angle, and thus she was losing the ability to match you in both pace and vigor.

Wanda clawed at your arm when you tightened your grip almost dangerously. The fear you caused only aided in the unraveling of the pit in her stomach, her orgasm came out in a gush, soaking your thighs and the grey sheets below.

Even in the hatred of it all you couldn’t fight the way your heart fluttered at the gorgeous sight of her coming undone for you. No one else could ever make her this fucked out, with her eyes having had to of rolled to the depths of hell with how far they retracted into her body.

The way her chest heaved incessantly once you let your grip of her go, dark red lines left in your wake that added to her overall beauty. Layered perfectly over the harsher marks you’d already left behind with your grazing teeth.

Wanda pulled you in for a brief kiss, it was sloppy, and full of a mutual aggression as your teeth clashed, and hers drew blood from your lips when she held onto your lower one while lightly shoving you backwards as a hint to remove the strap from within her, and once again you did as she wanted like a weak bitch.

“Clean up the mess you made,” Wanda barked, spreading her legs even wider for you to see just what you’d done after strapping her, it disgusted you just how excited you were to be allowed to taste her, reaping a tainted reward.

Her words echoed in your mind as you realized the mess spread beyond this room. Because back home your friends mourned, and buried Yelena all the while you were across seas in Norway in a somewhat similar state, immense guilt pounding in your chest as your face was buried between the legs of the devil herself

They always say, to know love is to know pain; loving Wanda was akin to a dagger to the heart, a passionate surge of adrenaline, followed by waves of agony, and boy was it a messy affair.

——

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❤️ Kaitlyn 🥰

[surprisebitch]

💥🎆 F🅰️PPY NEW YEAR🎇🎊🎉 my beloved SLORE‼️👯😘 2022 was Long and Hard 🍆✊😔 We Laughed 😂💯🔥 We Cried 🥲😢😭 We Coughed… 😫💨🦠😷🤧 This year 📆 the sequel 🤩💃 to COVAGINA-69 🦠 dropped (called omiCROTCH)… 😷😳🌮😩 The eCOCKnomy 🤑 got really INFLATED (kinky)… 😳🎈😼 and Queef Elizabussy 👸🍑 Death Dropped 🤸🤪👏 right outta SUCKINGHAM 🔥 PALACE (OKURRRR)‼️ 🏰💂 Butt DICKcember 🍆⛄️❄️🎅 is OVER‼️ Twenty-CUNTY-Three 2️⃣🅾️2️⃣3️⃣ 🗓🎉💥 has 💦⬇️ C U M 🎉🎊⬇️😁 and its time ⏰ 2 commit 👊 some Auld Lang SIN‼️ 🎼😈👹😜🤑 Get out the Party P🅾️ppers ❣️😼🎉 cuz at the stroke 🍆✊😩 of twelve o’C🅾️CK 🌚🕰 BALLS ⚪️⚫️✨ r gonna DROP ⬇️🤸‍♂️😏 chamPUSSY 🍾🍑 is gonna POP 💥🔥😫 and CUMfetti 🍆🎊🎉 is gonna RAIN 💦💦 all over u!!! 💦🤤😋🎉🎊 If u send this 💌 to 2️⃣3️⃣ beloved New Year Hoes 🥰👯😉 Daddy New Year 👨🏻😻😘👨‍👦will give u his special Fireworks Show 😳😜🍆💥🎇🎆😁😋😁😋😁😋 But if u DONT…. 😰 Ur gonna get a Happy New YEAST INFECTION 🤢🍄🍑🤮👎

[nenestansunsthings]

Minecraft ask game! Soundtrack my beloved so of course i'm going to ask 🔈(what are your play sounds set to + subtitles y/n) and 🎼 (favourite music disc + song from the soundtrack bc I love hearing ppl talk about it ^^)

Also you mentioned it being pretty late in the tags & I suppose you'll see this tomorrow, so... Good morning! :D

thank you and good morning!!

🔈: i have all my play sounds on 80! all of em are on. except jukebox which is on a full hundred baby :)) subtitles r on as well

🎼: ahahahaha i wish i knew soundtrack songs i LOVE one of the just casual ones that plays when youre vibing out in the overworld, it reminds me of the elevator hitch soundtrack. favourite disc would have to be wait!!

[fictionkinfessions]

It is strange to view what little content exists for me on Tumblr and realize just how contradictory to the common fandom perception of myself I am.

People seem to think I had much love for my now ex-husband, or that any of those emotions would carry over to the Beheaded, when that could not be further from the truth.

Our marriage was purely political, and we cared not for each other. The Beheaded is an entirely different entity from the King, and far more pleasant to be around when there is not a fight occuring. My love is reserved for my beloved gardener, and I doubt I will ever find someone who will come anywhere near that level of significance for myself.

I occasionally consider creating the things I wish to see in this fandom, but I am not sure how I would do so, let alone get people to view them.

~Meliae, fictive of the Queen from Dead Cells, of the system that signs off with #🎼🎨

r

[lem-argentum]

hello selfship community.. <3

[calilili]

If u like #Colette #ColetteMovie u'll love #CaliLili 's " eVe™ N'god this female is not yet rated™"© breaks #soundbarrier https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 12/14 🌱We R Very grateful 4 the love TY! not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - Africa Tahiti India Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles Molokai NewOrleans Memphis Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' #MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response 2 my questions. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A gift I hope you choose to multiply during the holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #etsy SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ #BlackFriday #CyberMonday #SmallBizSat #SmallBusinessSaturdays https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSufj-lpq3/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=fghm5tsbruq9

[nyoomyshift]

remembering the time me and apple fuckin ran from the cops cus we tagged a building.... god i remember it like it was yesterday. we got chewed out that night for being out so late but damn it was worth it.

i need to reminisce on reality memories some more because there were so many good times. i remember when the three of us (apple, notes and i) got kicked out of a water park for silly stringing the equipment. or when apple and i went to the movie theatre and apple went on for hours about how good it was and the lore.

i would kill to get the feeling of realizing im head over heels falling in love for notes the first time. the feeling of when we had our first kiss. or when we went and danced lonesomely in the back yard the night after junior high ended. or the night when we were out there at some kid's house party, us and the stars.

i want to go homeeeeee :(

[nyoomyshift]

full tag list!!

general tags:

#; shiftim rant — any rants related to shifting #; shiftimg tips — anything that might help with shifting #; whoops! fixating! — me ranting about my fixations #; dr talkz — anything specifically about my reality but doesnt go into anything in the "my reality specific" or "talking about" tags #; I WANNA GO HOME(tm) — me screaming about how bad i wanna go home #; progress logzzz — any updates on my shifting journey #; random wordz — anything else #; renyooms — reblogs

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(i) the "talking about" tags just clarify who the fuck im postimg about. more under this part.

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there will likely be a shitton of crosstagging between these and i may not always tag shit correctly wah

also i made a dni banner i think i cooked with it tbh

[calilili]

this female is not yet rated ™© breaks sound-barrier 12/14 https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 🌱We R Very #grateful 4 the love TY! #thanksgiving not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, #SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - #Africa #Tahiti #India Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles Molokai #NewOrleans Memphis #Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions about why so many talented, skilled persons were shut out of their rightful places, working in the arts. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade #slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response to the questions and answers I had sought. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A #gift I hope you choose to multiply during the holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #Girlpower #STEM #etsy SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSvlVplV8-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pm02w8c7f6q7

[calilili]

this female is not yet rated ™© breaks sound-barrier 12/14 https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 🌱We R Very #grateful 4 the #love TY! #thanksgiving not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, #SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - #Africa #Tahiti #India #Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles #Molokai #NewOrleans Memphis #Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions about why so many talented, skilled persons were shut out of their rightful places, working in the arts. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade #slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response to the questions and answers I had sought. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and #wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A #gift I hope you choose to multiply during the #holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #Girlpower #STEM SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSvlVplV8-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=13e0664gj82ay

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this female is not yet rated ™© breaks sound-barrier 12/14 https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 🌱We R Very #grateful 4 the #love TY! #thanksgiving not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, #SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - #Africa #Tahiti #India #Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles #Molokai #NewOrleans Memphis #Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions about why so many talented, skilled persons were shut out of their rightful places, working in the arts. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade #slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response to the questions and answers I had sought. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and #wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A #gift I hope you choose to multiply during the #holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #Girlpower #STEM SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSvlVplV8-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cpeo5bf2zh85

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this female is not yet rated ™© breaks sound-barrier 12/14 https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 🌱We R Very #grateful 4 the #love TY! #thanksgiving not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, #SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - #Africa #Tahiti #India #Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles #Molokai #NewOrleans Memphis #Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions about why so many talented, skilled persons were shut out of their rightful places, working in the arts. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade #slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response to the questions and answers I had sought. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and #wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A #gift I hope you choose to multiply during the #holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #Girlpower #STEM SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSvlVplV8-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1lob85x4sw42r

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this female is not yet rated ™© breaks sound-barrier 12/14 https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 🌱We R Very #grateful 4 the #love TY! #thanksgiving not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, #SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - #Africa #Tahiti #India #Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles #Molokai #NewOrleans Memphis #Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions about why so many talented, skilled persons were shut out of their rightful places, working in the arts. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade #slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response to the questions and answers I had sought. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and #wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A #gift I hope you choose to multiply during the #holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #Girlpower #STEM SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSvlVplV8-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1q5yz4omp2s6b

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this female is not yet rated ™© breaks sound-barrier 12/14 https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?app=itunes 🌱We R Very #grateful 4 the #love ! #thanksgiving not yo Poppa's holiday album a different kind of holiday" 1 track gratis w pre-order 13 Songs these are the days of eVe ™ We Don't Fall in Love, We Rise™ 🎬 🎼🏄🏾‍♀️🏄🏼‍♀️🏄🏽‍♀️ The album is an eclectic 'mashup,' a soul-based exploration in various musical styles ranging from Neo-Soul, World, to Neo-Blues, #SurferGirl ArtisanalRap™ + It's always Rock N' Roll. Strong on lyrics, melody and percussion. Deeply steeped in #multicultural groove - #Africa #Tahiti #India #Brazil Mexico, PuertoRico Argentina ... etc ... can all b heard echoing through the canyon streetscapes of #NewYorkCity #LosAngeles #Molokai #NewOrleans Memphis #Chicago #Paris #Berlin #Amsterdam In the wake of my own ' MeToo ' experiences, I began asking questions about why so many talented, skilled persons were shut out of their rightful places, working in the arts. I built my #sustainable femt0™studi0 a SurfShackLOFT™ in a blue-green-space™ and made the first of my ' #handmade #slowcooked in small batches' - motion-pictures and albums - in response to the questions and answers I had sought. In the process, I grew up a little, though I will always be an IslandChildWild™ in the city, surfin' my Lips N' Liberties™ Now, on behalf of my team - those who worked on this project, those who are working on the next projects and dedicated onscreen to the victims of violence against #women #LGBTQ communities and #wildlife air water earth "Handmade To Make a Difference" ™ with deep love sourced from my beloved ocean, the sea-life and waters which carry me daily, for my ancestors, for the women, for every culture of kindness on this blue-green-planet™ for my mother-earth, sister-ocean™" for love-is-love, and for the innocence of us This project is hand-hewn product of living art. Please accept this album as expression of #loveislove A #gift I hope you choose to multiply during the #holidays Love Multiplies Even When Divided ™ #Girlpower #STEM SurfYoSelf™ CurateFoYoSelf™ SupporTheARTSustainTheARTIST™ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqSvlVplV8-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c55ohp2ka0za