#blesing

[one-time-i-dreamt]

They implemented a new feature on AO3 where you could curse or bless other users depending on if you liked their fics, and someone sent me a curse that blocked me from reading fics for the next 27 days and I got so pissed off I woke up.

[checaria]

scraps from twitter

[imnotasuperhero]

Tou you, my heart I surrender. (Prologue to SB)

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: The memories and the painful hunt Wanda's ghost had on you, found you swallowing for air as you were left alone to pick up the pieces after Wanda had broken up with you, resulting in you accepting an offer to move to the other side of the world just to find yourself.

A/N: This had started as a scene my mind created and it had evolved into some kind of self introspection? I just found myself writing this and I thought it'd be a nice prologue to my baker!Wanda AU? Anyways, I hope you like this and remember that whatever storm is looming over you, the weather gets better and life will grant you sunlight again.

This hasn't been proofread.

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Allowing the air to fill your lungs and the oxygen power through your blood, you took the courage needed to ring the bell, focusing on anything that crossed your mind except the possibilities that could arise from such a mundane act.

"Oh, hi Y/N," the brunette showing through the ajar door greeted you politely.

"Hi," you nodded, intending to calm your erratic insides. "I'm sorry to bother you, it's just my key broke, so I was wondering if you still had a copy of it?" You asked, hopeful. The idea of the hustle that it was to find a locksmith at such a late hour of the night after the stressful day you had was enough for you to just call it a night and sleep at the park bench.

"Oh, sure. Come on in," Wanda promptly left you standing awkwardly in there while she wandered inside the apartment. But before you could get lost in the ideas your mind was quickly creating, a soft purr had you smiling tenderly as you kneeled and picked the cat noir you've got too attached to.

"Hello to you too, bally," you scratched in between his ears as Liho snoozed in your arms.

Basking in the calmness the furry always provided, you absentmindedly sat on the couch, legs crossed and humming to a tune too muffled for you to decipher where it was from, as you fought hard to calm the stormy cloud that seemed to have moved from the sky above into your mind.

"Some things never change." You looked up quizzically from your place on the sofa as you watched Wanda approaching with the shiny object in her hand.

"I suppose," you frowned, trying to decipher the meaning of those words. "Thank you for searching for it," you shuddered as your fingers grazed hers for a little too long. The painful burn was enough to make you gasp.

"It's no problem," she smiled gently and your heart ached with the knowledge that smile doesn't belong to you anymore.

"I should go, now," you scratched Liho's ear as you placed a few small kisses on his head. “Goodbye, handsome. See you soon.” You placed him on the couch before standing up, ready to make your exit.

“Thanks again,” you smiled crookedly once you reached the door.

“Anytime,” she offered and you made the mistake of looking into her eyes, discovering some spark that disappeared as soon as it came.

“Bye, Wands.” You nodded your goodbye, exhaling all the air you didn’t know you were holding all this time as you leaned against the wall, trying to compose yourself. It was right then, right there, you confirmed the fact that you’d never get over her.

Almost as in acting on autopilot, the next day you finally got up after your back had started hurting from laying in bed for so long. One look at the clock on your bedside had you sighing mockingly at the grunting in your stomach. Padding your way to the kitchen, you opened the fridge looking for something appealing that could provide the comfort your empty soul needed. But before you could decide, the doorbell echoed through the place.

Opening the door you couldn’t help smiling at the brown bag and the tray of coffee that greeted you.

“Thought you’d need this,” Pietro shrugged, walking inside.

“Like always, you’re my savior.” You took one of the two cups, sipping the beverage, allowing its warmth to ease your insides.

“How are you?” The look in his eyes warned you to open up. And on the contrary of feeling menaced, you found calmness knowing you had people who cared about your feelings. Pietro always being on the top list.

Breathing in deeply, you slumped your shoulders. “I thought it’d be easy, but seeing her, hearing her soft voice… it left me hurting,” you confessed. “Last night was like a stab to my heart, but I can’t find it in myself to be mad at her.”

Nodding, Pietro pursed his lips for a moment too long. “Will you accept the offer?”

Feeling his inspecting eyes looming over you, you sighed peacefully. “Yes.” You paused, allowing the decision you had made to sink in.

“I have to find myself, and to do so, I gotta move on from her. Even if I break myself in the process, I know it’ll be for the better.”

“I’m so proud of you, Y/N,” his hand found yours on your lap and squeezed it tenderly. “You’ve been together for as long as we’ve met, I believe going away in search of yourself is the only right thing to do. Even if that means I’ll miss you.”

“It’s not like you’ll never see me again,” you giggled. “But yeah. I’m gonna miss you too. All of you.”

“You better,” he warned as he took a bite of his chocolatey muffin. “What you say we catch up on one of our shows?”

Smiling from ear to ear, you turned your body to face the TV. “Your turn to pick.”

And so, the next few hours had been spent in the company of your best friend, basking in his presence before you had to begin your journey far from the city and the people you loved.

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At first, the days moved smoothly for the majority of it. But when the night came, the pain inside you only seemed to magnify as the memories of the greatest love you’ve ever had played in front of you.

The way Wanda had gotten under your skin, marking every part of your body and soul as hers, was something you could never loathe. Having been the prey of her charming persona, was something you could never regret, for she had been the one who loved you the deepest. Even if in the end, she left you alone to pick up the pieces.

But as time passed by and you started to work on yourself by going outside and exploring new places, you started to feel lighter.

What once seemed like something unthinkable, you now learned to enjoy, like for instance- a cup of steamy tea in a cozy café all by yourself. And the loneliness that you found yourself in, soon shifted into a comfortable cocoon where you recharged your soul and provided you with the clarity to understand your way of thinking, allowing yourself to dissect your thoughts and learn from them.

As the days, weeks and months went by, you allowed yourself to experience life through a new lens, finding yourself enjoying every sunray and every raindrop, having understood that you can’t have rainbows without a fair share of rain and sun in your life.

As time passed by and you discovered yourself, you made your peace with the owner of your heart. After all, Wanda had shown you how to love and how to cherish the littlest things in life.

Smiling at the tears running down your face, you thanked the universe for this experience.

The open scenery surrounding you, lured you to sit in the grass and let the sun's rays warm your body, like a soothing balm on your scarred soul.

Granted, some days were –still are- harder than others. But you patted your back for the long way you’ve come.

Your work and the neverending walks you took whenever your rushed life allowed you, have been a great pillar to your self-healing. And as you saw the few couples around you, her memory didn’t hurt you anymore.

Despite the fact Wanda had taken part of you with her, the mention of her name and her pictures of the moments you couldn't be part of didn’t tear your soul apart anymore.

And after a year and a half, you were finally able to come back home and be at peace with her looming presence in your life.

With your mind set on keep being this new –better- version of yourself, you swore that even though your heart had surrendered to Wanda forever, she could never break you again.

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[fruchtgummii]

[liverpool-enjoyer]

ITS HAPPENING EVERYONE STAY FUCKING CALM

[wings-of-angels]

psst......i made carrie in tomadachi life............

THATS SO CUUTE AHHHHHHH

[19871997]

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[nishadesigns]

Wheel of the Season- Lughnasadh Celebrations 2024- Nisha Designs

Blessings of the Harvest, Blessings of the Seeds, blessings shall it be. Blessings of the Land, Blessings of the Sky blessings of a sacred marriage a marriage of bounty and promise blessings of the queen and her consort Blessings of the Harvest, Blessings of the Seeds blessings of the wheel of the season of gatherings and storytelling of shorter days and longer nights of feasting grain…

[letsboldlygomotherfuckers]

I'm surprised I literally ever make it to work vaguely on time because my alarm will go off and I just go when I'm literally sleepy?? as if it's some great offence and turn it off

[hauntingblue]

Oh that sheet metal eating little fish should be dead by now

[whitworth-waldo]

Haven't written in forever, got a random burst of inspiration, ended up writing 2k worth a bethan staring vampire Benny. It's shit.

Here's the link lol:

[mana-sputachu]

XIAOYU TRAILER IS OUT, HER OUTFIT CARD WILL NEVER DECLINE FROM THIS POINT FORWARD, THE LOML IS READY TO SLAY THE BOOTS HOUSE DOWN. WE EVEN GOT A REAL (YES, ACTUALLY REAL❗️) XIAOJIN INTERACTION AFTER HOW MANY YEARS⁉️

WE SLEEPING SAUR GUD TONIGHT, I WILL NEVER STAHP TALKING ABOUT HER. NAMCO, LET ME EAT YOUR FAHKING ÆS AS A REWARD

I SAW IT AND I FEEL BLESSED

I'm SURE something will happen because TOO MANY JOYFUL THINGS ALL AT ONCE

But still

Xiao IS SO DAMN PRETTY and itty bitty XiaoJin crumbs.

At least my gaming life is good. 😌

[tacogrande]

Gello! i saw ur instagram story about ur computer screen and thats happened to me too. its an issue with the screen ribbon cable not being connected properly ^_^ depending on ur laptop model its pretty easy to fix

ooOHHHHHH i was wondering if it was an issue with mmy laptop!! cause the usb ports are a bit fucky as well, ill be installing my pc soon s o i hope the issue will be resolved!

[alistairssock]

Neria is so funny bcz she took one look at Leliana and was like wow babygirl you are batshit off the rails insane, wanna join my merry band of delinquents? Only to later get all silly and mushy when Leli attempted A Flirt by complimenting her so untrusted crow's nest of a hair. Weirdos find a way (love edition)

Like Neria's not particularly religious by any means. She grew up in a mostly human-dominated village, tho be it a fair amount of diversity depite the size of it. Not many years later she gets sent to the Circle after her magic manifesting. Then at some point decided there are no gods of any shape or form or culture, or else they'd interfere by now and she wouldn't be there.

Lived a good chunk of her life with unprocessed trauma prior Circle life, in addition to Circle trauma as well. Got snatched up by Duncan as soon as the whole Situation with Jowan happened, and in her grief and hurt, she had no hesitation of getting out of there. Ideally Jowan had come along with her. And Anders (but she knew he'd manage somehow, his atrocities to authority were always a bit...more delicately handled than Jowan's stunt).

Somber and with a head buzzing like a thousand bees she followed Duncan all the way to Ostagar. There she met Alistair, who she found both peculiar and refreshingly earnest. The two bonded quickly and she found comfort in his presence, despite the hurdle that kickstarted their adventures together. She had insisted they both drank their share at the same time during the Joining ritual (despite Duncan protesting a little, he allowed them both a shot each).

Not long after, they stumbled across this Very Devout murder nun. Neria had come by crazier, but was wary a good while while travelling. Suspicion didn't exactly lessen when the met Zevran. But he was somewhat easier to accept. Had he tried to kill them? Yes. But was he a fanatically devout believer in this Shem god? No.

Soon after Morrigan joined the team and at that point Neria was just so accustomed to her outcast traveling companions, that a bog witch was nothing. She seemed nice enough, y'kno. Despite her hissing cat behaviour. Nothing she couldn't get used to.

For a while, it was only the five of them on the road. And it was nice. Depite the challenges. Despite the impending looming shadow that followed them, whispering at every convince that the world might end. The damn Blight.

Aside from that tho, Neria had never felt more free and at peace with herself. It was a learning curve, but she was finally allowed to figure more out of who she was as an individual. It was refreshing and new and exciting and wild and scary, all the same. If it wasn't for the stakes at hand, she'd prefer not to wear Warden outfits 24/7, but part of her also enjoyed the familiar uniformity. It was the only comforting memory from the Circle.

Neria picked up Leliana trying to flirt and hint that she had feelings for her. Not that it was anything new to her. She had had a few lovers back in the Tower, even multiple at the same time. Surprising how little the Templars guarding them payed attention at times, and it worked in her favour.

Leliana was a bit diffrent tho. Something she couldn't pinpoint drew her to her, and it didn't help she had a wonderful singing voice. And of course she was pretty too. Carried herself with such elegance and grace she'd only see in cats. And yet she knew what she was capable of, and that intrigued her no less.

It wasn't until they were about to enter Orzammar, and Leliana started babbling about her love for Nugs, that Neria had a few bangs of epiphanies. These budding feelings were real and they were about to spring into full bloom if she wasn't tactful. At the same time she didn't know why she was so hesitant. The rouge clearly had some feelings for her, and it wasn't like they hadn't had some vaguley romantic moments now and then.

But it was kinda hard too. Doing all this political stuff she was practically just flung into, and then supposed to make a relationship flourish. For a long time she didn't know how to do that. Until she brought back a Nug to camp and held it up to Leliana, and Leli leaned in to kiss it but crashed and the nut leaped out of her arms and her lips...met Neria's. That's when the deal was sealed. She was in love and so was her crush and it all just kinda flooded over her like a bucket of cold water. She allowed the kiss to last as long as it needed, before Leliana pulled back flustered and bewildered. The kiss had been nice, but it also caused Neria to bail and overthink things for a week in the Dwarven tunnels.

[zerosocialskillz]

I cannot make polls, even though I can fucking vote

(not that particular one behind the balls, but you get the point)

[poub76b]

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he looks so good in a dress btw

Alright you filthy farm animals, come and eat your slop!