#@ladywynne

[virtie333]

Hi. Character ask 6 and 12 for Rey. Only if you feel like it! 🌠

Thank you!

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Boy, this one made me think. LOL

I think the one thing I am proud to say I have in common with Rey is our morality, our understanding of the difference between right and wrong and always trying to do what's right. I have never been able to write Rey as turning to the Dark Side, and I don't think I ever will.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

I headcannon that she is a very light sleeper, something that was necessary when she was living on her own in the wilds of Jakku, and that the first time she ever slept in a real bed (after she joined the Resistance) she became even more of a light sleeper, because she unconsciously felt like she wasn't supposed to be that comfortable. The first time she slept hard was probably after the Battle of Exegol, but that was so she could heal from her experience. The next time she slept hard was the first time she slept with Poe, when she finally let herself feel completely safe and comfortable.

Thank you for the asks!

[soft-girl-musings]

Hi. From the Marvel asks. : )

9. 🔢What is your favorite phase?

13. 🤩Are you optimistic about the future of the MCU?

thanks for letting me hijack your prompts lol

9: favorite phase - PHASE ONE MY BELOVED, ugh i really miss when things were more simple. my favorite films (which kinda bleed into phase 2 ig) are the ones where we're shown the main players, get to know their origins, and are shown why we should care. Avengers will always be iconic, and i kinda wish the stakes had stayed centered on a simpler timeline (i am forever a avengers tower sideplot truther)

13: are you optimistic about the future of the MCU? - real talk? not really. but i'm just one person. the beauty to opening up the MCU to new characters is the potential for there being something for everyone; i just don't think i'll be included in that for a while. i haven't watched anything (besides Disney+ and a handful of phase 4) that marvel has put out since Endgame. so in general, i think the MCU has lost their mass appeal, but i don't think that will stop them from maintaining an audience. maintaining the quality of storytelling, however....

send some Marvel asks!

[the-haiku-bot]

1st gif - Poor Steven.

His identity is so

important to him.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

@mcuchallenge tournament - 2nd Semi-Final Moon Knight vs. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

[ivystoryweaver]

'Twas the Night Before - Marc Spector

Marc + falling asleep together for @ladywynne

Winter Wonderland Fluff Ficlets | Marc Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Christmas night and Hanukkah 1st night are both Dec. 25 this year and I'm REAL excited!

Notes: Word Count 2.5k, gn!reader, kissing and flirting. Vague references to Marc's past but it's not angst. Marc is a flirty boy. He's younger than in the Moon Knight series (late 20s instead of late 30s). Just go with it. Overuse of italics, not beta'd.

You don’t believe it.

Even though you see him with your own eyes, you can’t actually believe Marc Spector is standing in his childhood driveway, which sits directly across the street from your childhood driveway.

From your old bedroom window, you can see him pause as his hands land on his hips. He’s facing away from you, but you watch his head drop as if he needs a moment to collect his thoughts or steel himself.

Resisting the urge to bang on the window, or open it and shout his name, you pause as his father, Elias throws open the front door.

Marc must hear his name, but not from you, because he finally looks up, waving halfheartedly before collecting a carryon size suitcase from the trunk of the car he drove up in. After grabbing a backpack from the passenger seat, he trudges up the walk, pausing momentarily before accepting his father’s handshake.

Even from your vantage point, you notice the tension he holds in his shoulders - broader and sturdier than they were the last time you saw him. When you were teenagers. Children, really.

His father claps him gently on the back before leading him inside.

Quite nonchalantly dressed in the cutest outfit you brought with you on the trip (besides your Christmas attire), you march the distance to your neighbor’s house, armed with a paper invitation to your mom and step-dad’s Christmas Eve/holiday party.

Elias would have received an invitation a few weeks back, but you want to be sure that Marc knows he’s invited.

And you want to see him.

Elias graciously accepts your invitation, promising to pass it along to Marc, who is out at the market. You express your disappointment in missing him, and Elias remarks how grown-up you look, and how he agrees that Marc has to see you during his brief visit. Finally, Elias invites you over for the first night of Hanukkah.

“Hey there, need some help?”

Yearning mingles with relief and excitement as you hear the soft tenor of Marc Spector’s voice later that afternoon.

Grocery bags in hand, you whirl around to see him - really, finally see him. No taller, but more handsome. He’s grown into his features. Some people are cuter as kids, while others grow into their best look as adults. Marc was never unfortunate looking, but adulthood suits him wonderfully.

His dark curls are longer than you’ve ever seen them, but styled neatly off his face, despite the rebellious curl or two threatening to fall across his serious, coffee colored eyes. Jaw squared, his throat bobs, full lips parting as he utters your name.

"You’re home for Christmas.”

You smile at him brilliantly.

“You’re home for Hanukkah.”

He quickly nods, reaching, without invitation, into the trunk of your mother’s car to retrieve the rest of the grocery bags. “Same day this year.”

"I know, I thought of you once I noticed it on the calendar.”

His eyes find yours. “You thought of me?”

“Of course,” you nod toward his childhood home. “I think of you every year when I come home, always wondering if this is the year I’ll see the elusive Marc Spector.”

Something darkens his countenance. You can guess what. But he grants you a wry smile anyway. “Lead the way.”

You do so, feeling your heart thump in your chest as he follows you up the front walk, through your front door, all the way into your kitchen as you announce, "Mom, look who I found!”

Your mom squeals in excitement to see the young man she used to know, rushing him through setting down his grocery bags on the kitchen island so she can give him a proper hug.

You hover closely, making sure she releases Marc at an appropriately brief interval. You don’t want him bristling and uncomfortable in your home. Not during the holidays, or ever.

Pleasantries are exchanged, Marc is offered a sizeable sugar cookie in the shape of a dreidel, which makes him chuckle. He nods for you to take one as well, and you choose one shaped like a candy cane, if only to keep him from eating his alone.

"Why don’t you two go downstairs and I’ll bring you some tea or coffee…or cocoa?” Your mom offers, that matchmaking twinkle in her eye.

"Mom, we’re not six,” you tease. “You have enough to do for the party.”

You turn to Marc, who is smiling warmly, something serene settling in his countenance as he watches his old neighbors interact. Just the sight of him steals your breath for a moment. He is truly, remarkably handsome.

He apologizes, letting you both know he has other plans for the afternoon, but promises he'll see you soon.

You show him out, bouncing at little on your toes at the chance of seeing him again.

"So, does this mean you're coming to our party?"

One corner of his mouth curls. "As long as we hide downstairs the way we used to. And dad says you might come over to ours."

“Definitely.”

The holiday party is a smashing success, as always. The whole neighborhood turns up, including Mr. Spector and Marc. Since he hasn't visited home in years, he draws a lot of attention, most of which doesn't interest him.

But he plays the dutiful son and the friendly neighbor, continuously gravitating back to you as a sort of touchstone. You make sure to "need his help" carrying dishes to the kitchen, taking out the trash - anything, really, to let Marc escape if he wants to. The two of you walk Mr. Spector back across the street, lingering longer than is necessary in your front yard.

"You don't have to go yet, do you?"

Scuffing his foot on the pavement, he hesitates, so you're quick to add, "We haven't dodged the rest of the party in the basement yet. And of course, there's the pool table."

"Right," he agrees, remembering the fun (and safe) times shared there.

"I saved some of the good whiskeyyyy," you tempt, taking his arm. "We can watch Eight Crazy Nights."

"Hell no. Die Hard."

Arm in arm, you sneak him back inside, texting your mom to let her know you'll help her clean up tomorrow.

She's quick to text back that you should 'take your time' and 'have fun' with lots of embarrassing emojis.

“Wow, it’s like stepping back in time. This place hasn’t changed one bit,” he marvels as the two of you descend the oddly curved, carpeted staircase to your basement/family room.

"I know. Time capsule,” you laugh, watching as he takes a gander at all the old photos framed and situated across the mantle.

“God, you look almost exactly the same,” he remarks, zeroed in on your senior portrait.

"For real?”

He regards you openly, warmth in his eyes. And something more, as if he appreciates the view. “You’re exactly the way I remember you. Must be nice not to age.”

“Yeah, right,” you chuckle. “But thank you.” A beat passes between you, gazes locking, before heat creeps up your neck, warming your cheeks. “You look different, though. Good different, I mean. You don’t hunch anymore.”

He laughs. “Steven hunches enough for the both of us.”

"Oh Steven,” you remember the alter kept so carefully hidden, but you knew. You always knew. “How is Steven?”

“Good, I think. Probably won’t pass up the chance to tell you himself,” Marc diplomatically responds. “He’s been quiet since we got…home.” He clears his throat.

Boldly stepping closer, you, gently grasp his forearm. “I’m glad you’re here. So glad.”

“Thank you,” he responds evenly, and it feels like something is healed in him since you last talked, and certainly since you last laid eyes on him. “You ready to get your ass kicked at pool?”

“Nine ball, corner pocket,” Marc announces smugly, taking his fourth shot in a row.

“I should so bump into you right now,” you tease.

“You can. I’ll still beat you,” he fires right back, sinking the shot, which makes you groan. So you bump him next time, hip to hip, and he misses.

“Your turn,” he offers, with mock graciousness, and you can tell he’s plotting his revenge. Eyeing him suspiciously, you call your shot and lean over to take it when you suddenly feel him crowding in behind you.

“This is actually my shot, cheater,” he breathes on your ear, strong arms encircling yours as his chest presses against your back. “We’re gonna play the rest of the game just like this.”

“Fine,” you pretend to shrug him off, as if you aren’t thrilled to have him close. He smells like sun-drenched sands and secrets and spice.

Your eyes drift closed as his lips almost brush your cheek. “You knew this would happen.” Wrapping his arms and hands carefully around yours, he executes the shot you called, clumsily but successfully - the two of you almost tipping over in the process.

Gripping your hip with one hand, steadies you, then maneuvers you to the other end of the table to set up for the next shot. “You always know what happens when you cheat,” he taunts, settling in behind you and announcing his next move.

“I think you want to play like this,” you fire back. "You probably love it when I cheat. Consider it your Hanukkah present,” you tease, thrusting back against him temptingly, yet playfully.

The slightest, satisfied growl rumbles in his chest as he leans you forward to make the shot. Then he turns you around, taking the pool stick out of your hand and stashing it across the table beside his own. Leaning forward, he cages you in with his forearms braced on the table's edge.

“So that’s how it’s gonna be?” His gaze drops to your lips.

“Yeah. Guess so,” you shrug. "What are you gonna do about it?"

Marc wets his lips with his tongue, his eyes incapable of focusing on one part of you for long. Eyes, mouth, neck, even your chest and he's not subtle about it. "Haven’t changed at all.”

“You have,” you tell him, grasping his biceps for support as he crowds into your space. “You seem...good.”

Sobering a bit at your observation, Marc eases back out of playful mode, and your personal space. “Better.”

"Good." Missing him so near, but feeling a little off kilter from his blatant flirting, you close the slight distance between you, palms pressing against the warmth of his chest. “Marc, I missed you.”

"I missed you too."

"Now this is a party," Marc says, resting comfortably enough on the lumpy old brown couch, socked feet stretched out in front of him on the coffee table, nursing the "good" whiskey.

"Told you. Thanks for sticking with me upstairs," you softly reply, not at all interested in the action movie sounds on the world's oldest TV.

"No problem. I don't mind it as much as I used to. Especially with you here." He offers you a sip of whiskey with such a familiar nonchalance, you almost feel like a couple.

"I can tell, you know - that the same things don't...I guess bother you as much," you gently prod. "Or maybe you handle things differently?"

"Hopefully," he nods, fingers brushing yours as he takes the drink back from you. "But what about you? How are you?"

So you catch him up on your life. College, significant others, job, your family.

"Your turn."

Then Marc tells you the most incredible story about Egypt and gods and magic powers. And how he is with Steven now. No more hiding.

"It's okay if you don't believe me," he concludes, knocking back the last gulp of whiskey. "I wouldn't."

"I'll always believe you. Tell me more about Egypt. About everything."

Marc has always been a fortress - always withdrawing into himself as to not disturb the space around him any more than was necessary. When his emotions did come out, it was usually...really intense, to say the least. Then he would run.

And that was Marc, for a long while. Feel, hurt, withdraw, lash out, run. It was one of the reasons you probably weren't together right now. Not to mention your own contributions to the issues between you years ago.

It's been a long Christmas Eve of wrapping and party prepping and hosting, and having Marc here this year is equally soothing and all-consuming.

Before you realize it, you've inched closer, arm pushing into his arm from shoulder to elbow. Your head drops to his shoulder as he continues talking. Eventually, he either takes a break or concludes his tale, focusing in on the movie. But in the mean time, his voice so soothes you that your eyes flutter closed before you realize it.

The movie ends, Bruce Willis saves the day, along with Reginald VelJohnson. "Let it Snow" plays during the credits and Marc softly calls your name. He suspected you were asleep, but now that he's certain, he doesn't have the heart to disturb you.

The gentle sounds of your breathing lull him into a state of calm he hasn't felt most of his life. He smiles to himself, lets his head drop back against the headrest and closes his eyes.

A couple hours later, you wake up, smooshed up against Marc's side, some Christmas movie playing on the TV. Marc's head has slumped down on his chest and you feel terrible because he simply can't be comfortable.

Calling his name, you shake him gently before easing down on the floor beside him to help him lie down. He stirs momentarily, bleary eyes blinking, struggling to focus.

Seeing you, he seems to remember his situation. "Sorry," he mumbles.

"No, it's okay. Lie down. I'll get you a blanket if you want to stay."

Perhaps he wants to walk back across the street, but it is the middle of a cold night, and this would not be the first time he spent the night in your basement.

But as you stand to get him the blanket, he seems to realize you're leaving. "No, stay," he pouts, still half-asleep. "You're warm."

You sleepily giggle, hesitating only a moment before settling into the tiny space he's created for you beside his stretched out body. "Marc, I don't think I'm a very good blanket."

"Just stay for a minute," he whispers, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his nose in your hair. "Just one more minute."

"Okay, I'll stay" you agree, now wide awake as your heart races. It takes you a second to tuck your body into his.

You end up half on top of him and it feels so good you can't even think straight.

"You can go upstairs if you want," he offers, palm spreading over the curve of your back as he presses you closer. "Just wanted to hold you, is all."

"I want you to hold me," you confess in a rush, breath ghosting his cheek. "I want to stay."

Then you feel his lips on yours, warm, soft and demanding. You fall apart in his arms as he tastes you, tenderly tracing the shape of your jaw as he eases back.

You don't let him get far, pressing your mouth to his.

“Welcome home, Marc,” you whisper in the dark before you fall asleep together on Christmas morning.

Winter Wonderland Fluff Ficlets | Marc Masterlist | Main Masterlist

[mcuchallenge]

Hello, everyone!

That's right, MCUchallenge turned 3 years! 🥳

As usual on this day we would like to send a word of thanks to everyone who participates in this blog's life 😀 We really appreciate everyone who brings fills to our prompts, who supports the blog by reblogging our prompts announcements, all the followers we see in activity who help us support creators - we are grateful to all of you, thank you! 🤗💕

We invite everyone to come check out all the fills we had here (or on the special page on desktop, where you can see the fills sorted by months/prompts) 😊 Meanwhile, the shoutout is under the cut ;)

A round of applause to every blog that made fills for our prompts this past year and participated in other activities we had too 😉 - @elennemigo @marv-el-spot @marvels-universe @sylkithecat @cutterpillow92 @chillonlamentis @lokihiddleston @mistressvera @im-sebastian-stan @rosemaryharris @beheworthy @forevertrueblue @a-victorian-girl @4marvels-universe @bcth-uk @tomatette @wintersvldierr @jesperfahxey @olemisekunst @flow-of-forces @ladywynne @riderj123 @lavathein @miss-lauryn-hill @mobius-m-mobius @i-dagger-you @katieskrsgard @cerxei

We are really grateful for all the works you brought to us and always happy to inspire people to create 😘

In addition a special thanks goes to people who support us by helping spread the word about our prompts (and their source blogs, and the source blogs we'd like to especially thank too) - @sersi @eternalssource @marvelladiesdaily @giftober @lokitvsource @tomshiddles @nikossasaki @sourceblogcentral @fyeahspiderman @avasillva @womenofmcu @simonghostrileys @dailyloki @dailymarvelstudios @mcupoc @dailymarvelgifs @djarin @trashcora @ewans-mitchell - much appreciated, guys! 🫶

Also, a very special thanks to @elennemigo, once again, for all the help and support you provide! ❤️

Alright, hugs to all, and let's celebrate! 😁🍾🍾🍾

[ominoose]

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

A list of seasonal fanfics I've read or found over the month of October that I really enjoyed for future reference and others to check out <3

Since this got so long and we're only halfway through kinktober, a Part Two will be posted after Halloween.

Part 2

Key: 🎃 - NSFW ┆ 🤎 - x reader

Making Memories: Halloween by TockTornInReverse Steven, Marc and Jake decide to make new Halloween memories with Layla. System is very autistic. Very comfy and cozy. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 5.3K Birds of a Feather, Now and Forever by RebeccaOTool The System has to steal back Khonshu's ubshati. A funny lil fluff. Characters: Moon Knight System WC: 1.1K

Smarties Are Fine (But M&Ms are Traditional) by RebeccaOTool System are thumbsized (idk) and play a Halloween prank on Layla. Cute lil art at the end. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 683

My Way by @ladywynne Had me genuinely crying in a college bathroom. System dies with Jake. Hurts to even think about. Seasonal because trauma is halloweeny technically. Characters: Moon Knight System WC: 2K

Life's No Fun Without A Good Scare by RebeccaOTool Moon Knight and Hocus Pocus crossover. As goofy as it sounds. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 17.6K

Bad Moon Rising by interstellarwraith You go to a Haunted Attraction with Steven, accidentally end up on a double date with Marc. Characters: Steven Grant, Marc Spector WC: 1.3K ┆ 🤎

Moron by @jayke0 Pathetic man Cecil walks in on Blue pounding you and gets whiny. Characters: Cecil Dennis, Blue Jones WC: 1.9K ┆ 🎃🤎

You've Got Me Now by @jayke0 Basil starts an onlyfans after finding your onlyfans then you both bang. Characters: Basil Stitt WC: 2.5K ┆ 🎃🤎

Formal Wear by @flightlessangelwings Duke Leto likes your formal outfit a little too much. Characters: Leto Atreides WC: 1.5K ┆ 🎃🤎

Glove Kink by @winniethewife Jakes puts his gloves up your hooha. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 632 ┆ 🎃🤎

Peak-A-Boo by @hon3yboy Nathan ghostface au that made even the biggest Nathan disrespector (me) simp for him. Characters: Nathan Bateman WC: 5.7K ┆ 🎃🤎

Private Show by @jayke0 Blue Jones but for the chubby girlies. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 1.4K ┆ 🎃🤎

King John The Scandalous by @boredzillenial Being a maid in King Johns castle comes with a lot of hassle. Characters: King John WC: 1.2K ┆ 🎃🤎

Lost in Love (and in a maze) by @w-m-heart On an anniversary date with Jake, you both go to a corn maze and get lost. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 1.2K ┆ 🎃🤎

Accidental Stimulation by @outcome3 Blue hides in a closet to snoop on the girls until you squeeze in with him. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 775 ┆ 🎃🤎

Jake Has Ghosts by @reallyrallyauthor Short smut drabble themed around ghosts that was so poetic and good in the short wordcount it had. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 245 ┆ 🎃🤎

Tied Down by @melodygatesauthor In the asylum with Blue Jones and he... ties you down. And acts like a condescending asshole. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 300 ┆ 🎃🤎

[virtie333]

It's beautiful! Bless you!

I saw your moodboards request offer and I really need some cheering up. Not sure if you're willing to do Poe and Rey (if not, I'm perfectly happy with just Poe!) with the quote: "Hope is like the sun: if you only believe in it when you can see it, you'll never make it through the night."

Love that quote! And I am happy to do Rey and Poe. I hope you like it.

[soulreader05]

✩ ✨𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓊𝓂𝒶 𝒟𝓊𝓂𝓅 ✨✩ 𝕮𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖞 𝕭𝖔𝖜𝖑🍬

This is a crack fic, I did this for sh*t’s and giggles cause I’m bored.

All of these kids are Oscar Isaac Characters adopted children.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ : these are kids who are trauma dumping, there some stuff that will be said that could probably triggering for some readers, so please read this at your own risk. Know that you’re loved and cared for.

Jamie Alvarez : “Hi, my name is Jamie, and one time my alcoholic mother told me I was born as a mistake and that I’m reason my brother unalived himself. I brought a pack of gushers.”

*Dumps the candy into the bowl, you can hear a voice in the background say ‘holy shit’ and someone letting out a snort.*

Ebele Tavarez : “Hello, my name is Ebele, I still haven’t figured out if my birth parents really loved me or not and I still keep thinking that the older girls in orphanage who bullied me were right about that nobody will ever really want me. I brought sour patch kids.”

*Ebele lets out sorrowful chuckle as they dump their candy into the ball while Jamie pats their back lightly for moral support.*

𝐇𝐢𝐛𝐚 & 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐛𝐚 : “We’re Hiba and Sheba and we spent most of our childhood as literal slaves to bunch of shitty men because that’s simply our curse as Djinns…oh and our mother is dead. We brought airhead bites.”

Antonio : *Can’t hold his laughter* “My name is…I’m sorry…Let me calm down. Okay. I’m Tony, and one time, when I was ten, my step-dad threatened to unalive me, saying that if I keep acting like a skippy queer, he’s gonna make sure I die like my mother…my mum died in a car accident…I was with her. I brought war heads.”

*You hear Jamie’s voice in the background whispering loudly ‘What the fxck’ and one of the other kids trying to hold back their laughter.*

Romeo Tell : “I’m Romeo…I get physically and sexually harassed every day at school…and not just by classmates. I brought jolly ranchers.”

*You could hear the twins wheezing in the background and Antonio saying ‘damn.’*

Yuka : “My name is Yuka…Growing up in a hidden base, raised to be a weapon, meant I had to go through heavy intense training, one of my trainers pushed me so hard that it triggered something in me..so I snapped his neck…I brought airheads.”

*Almost everyone in the room is quiet as Yuka dumps their candy into the trauma bowl.*

Bambi Jackson : “Hi, I’m Bambi, and before I met Jack, I was in a wilderness therapy camp and one of the camp counselor tried to molest me because they wanted to know if I was a real boy or not. I brought fruit roll-up’s.”

*You could hear Romeo and Antonio saying ‘Trans Solidarity, brother.’ in the background.*

Augustus : “My name is Gus…my mum is a crazy crocodile goddess that wanted to kill every human who could possibly be bad on earth…I brought oranges.”

*Every kid bursted out laughing and you can hear the twins in the background trying to explain to Gus that oranges aren’t candy.*

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Tags : @ominoose @hoedamn-eron @sillymarillly @ladywynne @minigirl87 @iolaussharpe-24

I apologize to you all for what you will read but in my defense, I was bored and left unsupervised.

P.S. I couldn’t add Daisy in this because she would say something very explicit that would be very hard to explain to Gus, who’s only ten years old, it’s bad enough that Yuka was there, not say that Yuka is all bad, she’s just very blunt.

[aduckinpain]

I got tagged in a challenge by the wonderfully talented @paint-it-red-and-black.

My fics last lines are very short as they mean to conclude the story so I'm putting the last high impact paragraphs for both of them!

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like)

1. Stop, but not forever (Lestappen)

And Charles Leclerc may have learned new lessons and lived more years, but he'd be damned if he doesn't catch what he wants. He will stretch, he will climb, he will throw. He is Success and Success is him. 

...

Charles Leclerc is a World Champion.

2. I know. (Landoscar)

Nothing was sacrificed. It was planted, watered over the years. Waited for the seasons to change.

Until it bloomed, blossomed.

And this time Oscar slept and woke up feeling rested.

I'll know.

@nesaluvstherecoms, @ladywynne no pressure just thought it would be fun!!

[bluemoonperegrine]

Last Line Tag Game

This is going around. I haven't been tagged yet but feel like playing, so...

Rules: Post the last sentence paragraph you have written and tag as many people as it has words in it!

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As typical for southern California, the afternoon was clear and pleasantly warm. Marc’s car was one of a handful of vehicles in the main lot, probably because it was Thursday afternoon. Visitors enjoying long weekends would arrive tomorrow. Jack’s Bronco was parked in a separate, smaller lot with two other vehicles. His boss Ana had let him off early since the day had been slow. Since Marc had bought the gear Jack had suggested—climbing shoes, a climbing helmet, a chalk bag, and chalk—Wednesday morning and had it ready to go in his rucksack, he’d been able to hop in the car to meet Jack on short notice. The Arabic book he’d been translating could wait.

No-pressure tags: @abirdie @grabyoursaintsandpray @neverwheremoonchild @some-fiction @lisseim @ladywynne @ipsl0re @sokovianfortune @lookitsgrim @vicarious-rebel @agirlwithachakram @friendstolobsters @ditaliaa @turnips-dont-grow-on-trees @midgardian-witch

[virtie333]

I love the soft asks you posted. : )

I'd like to ask you 10, 15 🐎🌠, and 26. And I hope you have a lovely weekend!

10. what’s something you’re excited for?

Summer! I know our winter has been mild this year, but I love summer for more than warm weather. Crickets singing, birdsong, green, thunderstorms… I absolutely love summer!

15. for every emoji you get, tag someone and describe them in one word.

Hmmmm... @jewelsrulz: supportive and @diplomaticprincess: kind

26. what movie would you want to live in?

I don't think it will surprise anyone when I say Star Wars, preferably an era after the Galactic Civil War and before the First Order (so no major war!). It's why I love all the new media that comes out. Being able to see how people live in this universe fascinates me.

Thank you for the asks and I hope your weekend is amazing!

[moon-knights-balls]

Take this cool uquiz and show your results cause why not

(tag game) @soft-girl-musings @ladywynne

[beeblackburn]

Movie Ask 🎬🍿

19. A movie you look forward to watching (could be an upcoming release or not)

20. A movie you think looks beautiful.

Thank you, @ladywynne​!

19.  A movie you look forward to watching (could be an upcoming release or not)?

God, so many, my list of A24 movies has drastically ballooned beyond just the company’s lot and expanding onwards. But, if I had to pick one, The Handmaiden because my friend got me the extended cut, with more character moments and more time to breathe, and I heard it’s a hell of a romance film, even on the onset. Sounds like it’ll be a treat! ❤️

20.  A movie you think looks beautiful?

The Green Knight is one of those films that I kick myself for not watching in theatres. It was so gorgeous in 1080p on a laptop screen, just imagining how it would’ve looked in 4K or beyond on the big screen, the visuals, the set design, the costumes, the colors, the cinematography of it... its beauty would’ve snatched my breath away. 🥺

[ivystoryweaver]

tell us 5 boring facts about yourself

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^ The thread was reallllly long, so here's a new one

thanks for the tag @steven-grants-world

i sleep with four blankets on my bed

i hate darkness so i have white christmas lights under my bed and in my closet

i love grilled cheese

i own about 75 records

i take a backpack almost everywhere

npt: @winniethewife @marshmallow--3 @angel-of-the-moons @ladywynne @reallyrallyauthor

[nowritingonthewall]

Thank you so much for the tag, @ladywynne​ 💜

last song: She moves in her own way (The Kooks)

last show: Finally finished “The Last of Us” and I am not okay 🥺

last movie: Operation Finale (So hard to watch but Oscar is so amazing.)

currently watching: I’ve just started to watch the first couple of episodes of “Agent Carter”

currently reading: Amongst Our Weapons (from the Rivers of London series) by Ben Aaronovitch

current obsession: I don’t think anybody of my followers will ever have heard of them. There is this flyboy from a galaxy far far away and then there are those boys who are kind of connected to the moon.

If you see this and would like to have a go, please consider yourself tagged 🥰

[mcuchallenge]

Our tournament has come to an end. And now the final touch - officially awarding our winner LOKI the title of the favourite Disney+ Marvel series of phase 4! 🎉🏆🎉 Congratulations to the winner! 🥳

Your top 3 is: 🥇 Loki 🥈 Moon Knight 🥉 WandaVision

Unofficial results (that are quite extraordinary 😁), words of gratitude, and a couple of announcements are under the cut 😉

As we promised from the beginning, at the end we were gonna count unofficial results, where the show’s place is determined by the number of points it got in the tournament overall. Here they are:

1st place, with 32 points... is shared by Loki (13 + 9 + 10) and Moon Knight (12 + 12 + 8)! 3rd place, with 16 points... is shared by WandaVision (7 + 4 + 5) and The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (8 + 4 + 4)! 5th place, with 4 points is - you're not gonna believe it! 🤭 - YES, also shared by Hawkeye (4) and What If (4)! 7th is Ms Marvel with 3 points And 8th is She-Hulk, with 1 point

Well, that was fun! 😁 A round of applause to all the blogs who participated: @marv-el-spot @marvels-universe @mistressvera​ @katieskrsgard @wintersvldierr @jesperfahxey​​​ @dailyloki (@lokihiddleston) @im-sebastian-stan @rosemaryharris​ @flow-of-forces @scruffylookingpiratecaptain @forevertrueblue @cutterpillow92​​ @sylkithecat @mobius-m-mobius​​ @mccnknights​ @olemisekunst @chillonlamentis @riderj123​​​ @oppienheimer​ @xo-tough-love-xo @i-dagger-you​​ @buckysbarnes @elennemigo​ @danversrambeau​ @cerxei @spidey-boyy​​​ @ladywynne @creatornet @rodrikstark​ @miss-lauryn-hill @daniel-bruehl​ @hella-amberpricefield @seth-lael @chiefnooniensingh @losermultifandomidiot @klahadores @everlarrk @ibelieveinturtles​ @platinumink @mournerofcrows​​​ @lesbianladysif @scarletcomet​ @piperhaliwell @nowritingonthewall @lavathein Thank you so much to everyone for supporting your favourites and the fandom, and for making this an exciting tournament! 😊💕

Now we are preparing a special treat for our winner - a collaboration with @dailyloki for Loki Appreciation Week, coming up later this year, stay tuned for that 😉 And before that we have our annual partnership with @giftober, get ready, the event is just days away 😜 Lots of fun ahead! 😃 Stay with us and enjoy 😘