#so if anything doesn't fit just lmk and i'll edit!!

[lvciddreamt]

@richlust

“holy shit.” magda grinned, delighted gaze scanning the lobby of the hotel. “this place is fucking amazing.” pointed looks from the night clerks went unnoticed as she allowed herself to be led towards a sleek set of elevators. “didn’t know you were so fancy,” she teased, slipping a hand under the jacket of his suit to touch his chest suggestively. it was a lie, of course. the car had been a major tip-off. the tailored clothes, yet another one. still, she hadn’t exactly been expecting him to bring her somewhere nice. in her experience, the richest clients were some of the most stingy. she just hoped that wasn’t the case with him.

[berrybaps]

Oc introduction time! Again :3

Meet iris! :D✨💕

More info after the cut!

°Information i have of her as of now✨

Iris is 26 years old!

She works at pigsy's noodles! helps with cleaning and even cook the noodles as well, maybe also bake a few of her desserts for costumers to help with pigsy's business!

Yes, just like lian, she has a skill for baking as well

Although being a good baker, she actually doesn't like sweets that much, she likes her food a bit more salty

Her favorite food are just any noodles (y'know where that started)

Actually more timid and soft spoken than lian, she only speaks when necessary

Iris wants to build a bakery of her own but due to the events that has been happening at the recent seasons, SHE CANNOT ☝️

Acts like a big sister to the traffic light trio :3

She's half filipino half chinese!

Lives in an apartment near pigsy's noodle shop

Iris started obtaining the abilities of a red panda demon as soon as she puts on that neck accessory that was given to her by her grandmother.

Unlike lian who can control her emotions very well, iris cannot! She's very emotional so it was harder for her to deal with her newly found abilities.

As you can see from the ref sheets, her original hair color is reddish brown!

Some likes and dislikes✨

Likes

I already did state this but she LOVES noodles, it might even be considered an addicti—

She likes to draw too, not as much as baking though

Probably loves listening to songs from Alex G—

She loves collecting anything pink that catches her eyes, so as soon as you come in her apartment, prepare to feast your eyes upon many pink trinkets and plushies she has—

Dislikes

She HATES being compared, she used to be compared to a lot of kids back in her childhood so the hatred feeling of being compared to has stuck to her til she was an adult—

Probably dislikes loud places. with her newly found abilities her hearing became more sensitive.

She dislikes cutting her hair, she will trim it if it gets ridiculously long though!

FINALLY got to post her as well, Iris is the main oc i have that are involved with the lmk gang so it would be fun to figure out how she'll fit in on every episodes of the seasons :3, I'll have to post more ocs in the future hopefully YES I HAVE MORE!!

Bonus : Lmk Edits of her! (She looks a little different from these cause these are old ☝️)

[midnight-moonlite-melancholy]

This is an add on to this post about the virgin OM! boys. This one is for Beel but I'll probably be posting one of these for Levi within the next few days. I tried to make this gender neutral so I hope I did a good job. There might be some editing mistakes cuz I'm sleep deprived. Plz enjoy ♡

Nsfw - This piece includes: Mentions of oral sex (reader receiving) , size difference, unprotected sex, and mentions of fingering. (I'm bad at tagging so please lmk if I missed anything. Banner by: @/cafekitsune)

Once the clothes are off Beel can't help his urges. You have all of this sweet syrup leaking from you. He can smell it. Could he just have a taste? Just a little one? If there's one thing he knows how to do, it's eat. He'll just do what he does best. He promises to try and make it feel good. He'll hesitate at first, gently nibbling on the insides of your thighs. Your scent is so intense, luring him in for a little taste.

You can see how conflicted he is as he stares at your sex - drooling. He wants to taste you so badly but at the same time he wants to be respetful. He doesn't want you to be pressured into anything. It's not until you gently grasp a section of his hair and guide him closer that he finally gives in. But you have to promise you'll tell him if it doesn't feel good. Tell him what doesn't work so he can do better. He would hate it if he was the only one enjoying themself.

He'll start off slowly at first, tasting your sweet nectar and experimenting with soft suckles and little kitten licks. Those little sounds you make are a good sign, right? But when you close your thighs around his head he can't hold back anymore.

When it comes time to put his cock in... Can he really do this? This feels like some form of bullying. As he looks at your smaller form beneath him and his cock lined up, just screaming to be inside you, he realizes how massive he actually is. Your body seems too small and delicate to take him. You almost took his fingers off just a few minutes earlier with how tight you were.

He'll be gentle and try to fit it in though. Just the tip. You seem to want it so badly, so he'll give you what your gorgeous body has been asking for. He'll push in the tip slowly, but when he hears your little gasp, he'll pull out completely and ask if you're okay. He didn't hurt you, right? He thinks maybe he should wait a little longer, make you cum a few more times before he tries it again. But when you look at him and plead like that... He's lining himself up again and pushing into you without thinking.

He seems to be in a daze until he fills you to the brim. The noise you make as he bottoms out brings him back to reality, if only for a moment. He asks if you're okay and waits for your answer. He didn't hurt you, right? But he can hardly focus on what you're saying when you feel this good wrapped around him. Sure, he had jacked off a few times thinking about you but he never dreamed you would feel this good.

Again, without even thinking, he'll begin to slowly rock his hips back and forth as he breathlessly compliments how good you feel. He'll come back to reality again to ask you if it feels good for you too. Is there anything he could do to make it feel even better? He wants you to enjoy youself as much as he is. As he drowns in your warmth he'll start to pick up the pace, apologizing through groans for being so rough.

He'll pull your legs over his shoulders, a move he learned from some porno he saw when he walked in on Mammon, to keep you from sliding across the bed with the force of his thrusts. As he gets closer to his release he will lean down to kiss you hungrily. He'll break the kiss as he cums, reluctantly pulling out of you completely and spilling his sticky seed all over your tummy.

He'll hover above you with his hands on either side of your head, admiring your pretty cumface before he'll try to stand. It takes him a moment to steady himself before he can pick you up and carry you to the bathroom to get cleaned up, praying to Diavolo that none of his brothers see you two.

[tywvin]

hello! i doubt anyone will see this as i don't think any of my mutuals from back then is still active, but how's everyone doing?

i know i've been back and forth with this blog, but this summer i'm doing a lot of... reflecting on things and as it turns out i love editing and creating stuff for media i love and very much enjoy the more pale/b&w aesthetic that was Big™ here back when i was active so i decided to come back here, at least for the time being

i will keep writing under the read more for anyone who's interested but tl;dr is that i'm trying to come back at my own pace without so much stress on keeping a super neat tagging system or aesthetic, just for the sake of going back to my roots (lol) and creating more stuff! if there's still someone out there i'd love to reconnect! <33333

i do have another blog now for more personal stuff & everything that just doesn't fit this blog, you can check it at @joohto. it's under a different account so i can keep things separate!

hi! if you're here i assume you want to know a bit more so let me explain everything a bit. these past few years have been hectic & i can only assume next year will be too, but i kinda miss creating stuff and spending hours creating and not consuming content all the time. as of lately i've been trying to reconnect with my hobbies after a long period of my life being only gym + uni + socializing and i'm realizing how much i missed this </3 so i decided to revive this blog with little to no hope of being super active but definitely the intention of using it to reconnect with my passion for editing!

i've been busy with finishing my bachelor's degree (!!) & my master's degree (!!!!!!) & WORKING (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) for the very first time in my life. needless to say it's been an Experience™ and i've barely had time for anything aside from what i just listed but i'm more and more aware of how much i missed tumblr and how much i want/need a creative outlet so here i am!

i'm still debating over keeping my dark/non-pale sideblog (@fattalflaw) but i will for the time being i think... idk if i'll post anything though :<

also trying to revive @finesources so if any of you are interested in being members too i'm definitely down to talk!!! lmk <3

i don't have much else to say... it feels so weird, but so nice to be back! ~

[tuxedoprincess]

set me free by akb48 lyrical analysis

this is one of many songs sakura was center in during her time in akb48... it's very fitting for her

i've decided that this song is sang from the perspective of a girl who is in love with another girl who is not openly gay. throughout the song, she's reassuring her that regardless of the situation, she still wants to be with her.

bold and italicized will be the lyrics, normal text will be my take on it.

I don’t mind

If you don’t mind, I love you

right off the bat she's telling the girl that she does not mind being in a relationship with her, even if it has to be under wraps if she hasn't come out yet.

Oh, What to do?

it's kind of a dilemma. they're in love, yes, but what do you do when one of you is out and the other isn't?

To be in love with someone

Isn’t that big of a deal

she's reassuring her girl that there really isn't anything wrong with them being together or being gay, even if other people think so, she's saying it's really not something other people should worry about. they know it's not a big deal, but does the world around them know that?

To let my own feelings develop

Straightforwardly, then express it

Even if I think about this and that

You can’t persuade a woman

she and the girl have gone back and forth between determining if they should be in a relationship, perhaps the girl is thinking of all the reasons why they want to be together, or maybe the "you can't persuade a woman" is just a nod towards her girl being stubborn

So just do it, rather than rely on words

What do you think?

why go back and forth about this when you both want it?

Set me free! Set me free!

her lover wants to be with her. she wants to be out. she wants to be free. i take this part in the song to be her begging for that while the rest is from the perspective of the other girl

There’s no procedures in feelings (Want you!)

there are no rules for love, there's no rule that you have to only like men or only like women, or that you must like men if you're a woman

Love Love Love Let me love you!

she (the narrator) is begging the girl to let her love her, to let her be her girlfriend. she doesn't care about any of the obstacles, if she's out or not, it doesn't matter, she just wants her.

Totally bold (Want you!)

Hey! Girl!

Hey! Girl!

if hey girl isn't enough proof that this is gay then... idk man

Are you going to say no?

simple. she's given the girl all her reasons, she's explained that she wants to be with her no matter what. even if the circumstances aren't ideal, she doesn't care, so... what does her girl think?

If you’re untamed, I’ll tame you, but

I can’t make a move with you watching

Once you see the real me

And smile, it’s over

...idk how to interpret this part i'm gonna be so honest. if you have any ideas lmk (EDIT– this is how best oomf @miyawaki interpreted it:

"i feel like the first part of this is like let me do all the work/i'll guide you type of thing, like if you're in a relationship with someone who's never been with a girl, you kind of have to take the lead, and the second part is like i cant help if you wont let me, or alternatively the other girl is too concerned with what other ppl think like other people watching them")

10 seconds, 1 minute, going on like this

Luck will never come

the "right time" (for her to come out, for them to be openly gay without any fear, etc) will never come, so why bother waiting?

So I’ll knock just a little

Hold your hand!

by "knocking a little" she's pushing the girl to do something a little more affectionate, a little more romantic together; holding hands

Upside down, messy is good

are the circumstances ideal? no. but do they really care? no. they're together, they love each other, things might not be perfect, but they have each other... maybe the messiness isn't so bad? (the course of true love never did run smooth!!)

There are no rules in love (Miss you!)

again, no rules in love, you don't have to like men if you're a woman, she's reassuring her girl of that and that there's nothing wrong with them being together and/or loving each other

Kiss Kiss Kiss, hesitating

she wants to kiss her b/c of course she does but the other is hesitant to do any sort of affectionate activities with her, especially physical ones (like kissing mentioned here, hand holding as mentioned in the other verse) for the reasons stated above

So you won’t notice (Miss you!)

Hey! Girl!

Hey! Girl!

gay.

It’s up to you

she knows that no matter what, whether they start a relationship or not is up to the girl, and she wants her to know that as well

Let’s hurry up a little like this

With this midway love

Regretting Night & Day

they're wasting time and neither of them like that. they both love each other, they know they love each other, but they're still not *officially* together, and each day that goes by like this is a day wasted and they both live with that regret each day

So, what shall we do here?

Fall in love?

Kiss?

Do it now?

Or ignore it?

she's asking her girl what she wants to do. does she want a relationship? does she want to be her girlfriend? does she want to be affectionate? does she want it now even if she's not out? or should they just ignore it if they can't be open about it?

Even if I talk about love

I can’t persuade you

she could talk about loving her all day every day but that won't ease her concerns about being together

Who cares about reason

We just have to do it

So let’s be foolish!

the other girl decides she's ready. who cares if there are obstacles? doesn't matter if you have each other.

...

the song ends with the chorus, which i've already dissected. if "hey girl" and "kiss kiss kiss [...] want you" wasn't enough enough proof that this song is about lesbianism then idk man. ummm sorry if there are typos i started this at 2am and i'm just now proofreading it

[jaassmmmiinne0420]

You should come

So tonight the girls and I are throwing a party at my house, all the seniors are invited therefore the whole school may show up. We got food, music, drinks, and more drinks if you know what i mean wink wink we made this thing called jungle juice which is basically a drink for a good time. We're texting everyone we know and inviting them to the party.

Me - Hey! So I'm having this party tonight you should come (:

Grayson - Em .. are you asking me out 😉?

Me - You know what? Forget i asked 🙄

Grayson - IM KIDDING! yeah we'll come Em

Me - We🤨?

Grayson - Uh yeah me and ethan ?

Me - Oh! okay yeah it starts at 10

Grayson - Did you think I was talking about a girl ? Is that .... jealousy I smell?

Me - I just know you don't know how speak proper English so I thought you made a typo🙄

Grayson - Yeah ... okay let's go with that Em

read at 4:56pm

I roll my eyes as I read graysons message, that boy swears I like him. To be honest I am not even sure if I even know if I do or not, I mean it's only been a month or so and i mean we talked in class but nothing really outside of that so I don't know.

I start getting dressed for tonight I put on a on strap black fitted shirt with some gray cargo pants with black jordan's and a heart shaped diamond necklace and earrings for my hair I pin it half of it up and curl the ends of it.

* skip to the party *

Everyone is here and the music is blasting I told my parents and neighbors that I was throwing a party just to have the courtesy of letting them know. The girls and I are playing beer pong and losing profusely when in the corner of my eye i see grayson and ethan walk in, me having some drinks in me decide to go up to them. "Hey guys you made it!" I say as i slur my words a bit Ethan holds his nose and waves his hand in front of his face and Graysons eyes widen "Damn Em you know how to party huh?" Ethan asks I nod my head as I dance to the music "Come on ! Come help us win!!" I cry to the both of them taking them by the hand leading them to the beer pong table.

We ended up losing but it's cool it was honestly fun, I go to grab myself another drink and I pass by Grayson on my way to do so. " You're coming with me to get another drink" I say while grab his hand and lead us to the punch bowl. "Hey Em not to be a party pooper but are sure you're good?" he asks I shake my head yes, he just shrugs his shoulders and takes the drink anyway. We talk for a bit when the song " No Hands" by Waka Flocka Flame comes on " Grayson let's go dance" I tell him excitedly but before he can say anything I'm already dragging him to the dance floor also known as my living room. I have my back towards Grayson and I grab his hands and place them on my hips as I began shake some ass on him and as I do so I hear Rosa cheering my on from across the room, I turn around and face him now we're both grinding against each other as the song continues for a spilt second our eyes meet and everything goes silent, and it feels like it's just us to in that moment.

Our lips are inches away from touching, he takes us to the bathroom and that feelings of it just being us is still there. I prop myself up in the counter and wrap my arms around his neck and as I'm leaning in he suddenly pulls away. " What's the matter?" I ask him "Em I can't" he says as he removes my hands from his neck, I hop off the counter and stare at him " Well why not? I want you to" I exclaimed " Em you're drunk and I don't want it to be like this, I mean trust me I do want to kiss you but not like this" he says "Then like how Grayson" I say a little irritated "Let's just call it a night I'll see you later okay" he ways while he holds my face and walks out.

Authors Note - Hey guys ! I am super tired so sorry if some of it doesn't make sense i'll go back and read in the morning and edit if needed but I wanted to give y'all a chapter as always lmk what y'all think xoxo J🩷

[luvlylovingu]

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[synonymroll648]

hi im bored and ik you're the sokeefitz person on tumblr so if you have anything to say about them please do (or just ignore this lol)

!!! being bestowed the title of the sokeefitz person on tumblr is an honor. thank you, your grace <333 anyway. i always have things to say about them. they have infected my brain and decayed my mind. but i'm going to specifically scream about a specific canon divergent route that is fascinating me and i would've loved to see. as long as it was written well, that is.

said au: keefe following sophie to go de-escalate fitz in the beginning of flashback, instead of staying back and saying sophie should go alone, and getting a head trauma injury that left him with low vision blindness. because the blind!keefe headcanons, from back when we only had the cover of legacy and people saw that keefe's eyes looked more clouded than usual and immediately went 'cataracts?? blind!keefe???' and went wild with ideas, are near and dear to my heart. (this is one of my fav lists of them.)

screaming about the au under the cut so people who don't wanna read don't have to scroll forever :)

disclaimer: i'm not blind, and i haven't thoroughly researched blindness, so if you have more experience than me one way or another and you're either like 'that's not how it works/that doesn't make sense' or 'ngl that's offensive to say and here's why' - lmk!! i'll go back and edit. i appreciate learning through constructive criticism, don't be shy /gen

so! it's been a while since i went through the blind!keefe tag, but the headcanon list i linked (that i have adopted and now headcanon too) seems to me to have described keefe's blindness to work the way low vision blindness does, from my skim research and readings. healthline did a good job of describing how low vision works (from an outsider's pov, lmk if this isn't accurate) in this article, along with other types of blindness in this article. to pull some quotes from there that i think fit the blindness this lovely person (nattie) headcanoned:

"...a person with low vision may be able to see not only light, but colors and shapes too. However, they may have trouble reading street signs, recognizing faces, or matching colors to each other.” "If you have low vision, your vision may be unclear or hazy.” "...your peripheral vision may be impaired on one or both sides."

to elaborate a little more on the last quote - in blind!keefe’s case, i headcanon his peripheral vision to just be straight up gone. this image (if the link is broken lmk) does a good job of illustrating what that would look like.��

i haven’t thought about this au in enough detail yet to know what specific injury would damage his vision, but i know it would be from head trauma of some sort. and it would be inflicted from the neverseen, since this would happen in the same incident that sophie and fitz got hit with shadowflux. i originally thought his blindness would come from shadowflux, for the sake of narrative ties with sophie and fitz and tam and his character arc, but then i realized that having blindness inflicted by a fantasy substance with slippery and sentient nature would get way too complicated way too fast. 

i’m honestly really tempted to write a fic about this. there’s just... so much to work with. so many questions, so many ideas. 

how would keefe’s presence change sophie’s conversation with fitz before the neverseen showed up? would he make the situation more tense, like he predicted in canon, or would he help defuse the situation? would he crack more jokes for comedic relief, or would he be more on the vulnerable side to try and get fitz to soften and calm down more? would the neverseen be more hostile, more docile, or relatively the same with keefe added into the mix of their targets? would keefe bounce back faster, slower, or the same time as sophie and fitz? would we get more dadwin content and buildup for keefe staying at splendor plains in unlocked in this au? what aids would keefe use?

would keefe make up games to make their time in the healing center more bearable? what kind of games would they be? would keefe’s cot be in-between sophie and fitz’s, or to one of their sides - and if it’d be the latter, who? how long would it take the three of their cots to end up edge to edge instead of their original feet apart? what cute little moments would he have with sophie and fitz? would fitz hold medicine bottles and candies to his lips in a Totally Platonic way like he canonically did with sophie, since keefe would have a hard time seeing what he was doing? would sophie hold his hand all the time to help him get around foxfire and other places? would they acknowledge how the contact would put her heartbeat into hummingbird mode in classic sophie foster fashion in a teasing way, a genuinely questioning way, or not at all? would the three of them talk for ages about everything and nothing at all as nighttime donned? would keefe end up accidentally snuggling up to one of them in his sleep? would it happen just once, or would it become a habit? would he come to terms with it, or would it be something he fought? would there be an unbearable amount of romantic tension between them, or would they lapse into undiscussed comfort? would they get their shit together and talk about what they wanted out of their unique dynamic, or would they keep silent past the end of flashback?

once keefe got cleared for going back to shores of solace, would sophie give him vertina to help him pick out outfits and stuff? would that be detrimental to his fashion taste or help him broaden his horizons? would he play around with femininity? would we have more basis for our genderqueer keefe headcanons? how would keefe’s blindness affect the rest of the series? would keefe embrace his blindness, or the other way around? would keefe be more open with people, or more shut down than ever? would keefe be able to run away by himself to loamnore in legacy, and to the forbidden cities in unlocked? how would keefe’s contribution to physical fights change? 

and uh. a lot more lmao. but yeah i have canon divergent blind!keefe brainrot, if you couldn’t tell lol

[jasontoddswhitestreak]

you’re alive in my head

summary: in which natasha no longer had to live in a world without you, there you were in her arms once again. but why can’t she remember your life before westview?

content warning: natasha romanoff x fem!reader, set after endgame, angst, mentions of death, trauma, their relationship ending on a bad note, trust issues & previous steve x nat, there is some hints to homophobia in this chapter :/ (WANDAVISION SPOILERS!)

note: sorry this chapter was late!! it’s 3.3k words and i got my friend to spell check and edit it, ty ashy ily <33

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! (lmk if you want anymore content like this!)

‘моя любовь’ = ‘my love’ in russian <3

‘принцесса’ = ‘princess’ (i used google translate so idk how accurate it is

SERIES MASTERLIST

PART THREE COMING SOON

Death.

It's a complicated thing; A theory.

Nobody knows what happens to you after you die. Nobody knows what happens to your soul after you die. We make things up to make ourselves feel better, and convince ourselves that our deceased loved ones are watching over us, all the while convincing others that our loved ones are in a better place now.

But in reality, those are just dreams dying to be true.

Natasha didn't know if you were dead or alive. She just knew your body turned into particles of dust, your soul disappeared along with the rest of you. She didn't want to believe that you were truly gone, so she spoke to you.

She spoke to you, thinking you were listening to her; believing you were listening to her and that you were still around.

It was almost as if she was speaking to your ghost, the mere presence of you that remained with her, the piece of you that was a part of her. It felt wrong being in the compound without you, she felt as though she was trapped; trapped with the many reminders of how she failed you. The walls were suffocating her. Every time she thought about what had happened it felt as though the rooms were becoming smaller. The large 'A' plastered around the compound taunting her, reminding her of what they lost. Of what she lost.

So she had to get away.

Natasha found herself taking trips to the beach, the one the two of you adored oh so much. She'd walk along the sand, the harsh wind blowing against her face. The air smelled of salt, and she'd take a deep breath in with a smile. She'd reminisce all the times the two of you managed to get away from the compound, how effortlessly gorgeous you'd look with the breeze blowing through your hair, your laughter sounding like a melody that Natasha now longed to hear once more.

If she stood really still, she could, once more, feel the warmth of your fingers dragging against her skin, gently tracing shapes onto her body. Her heart would ache whenever she'd turn to the side, finding that nobody was beside her.

She had to get used to living in a world without you.

"моя любовь..." She sighed, fumbling with a stone she'd picked up, before swinging her arm and throwing it into the rippling water. The temperature was dropping. Christmas coming closer and closer every day. Natasha wrapped her coat tighter around her body, staring at the waves in front of her, observing the way they'd hit the shore before pulling back into the ocean. In the distance, she could see boats, and although they were far away, she noticed how the water carried them; the movement of the ocean pushing the boat into the direction of the wind. "No sailors.." Natasha realized, her eyes following a lifeguard boat making its way to the empty boats, likely checking for any survivors.

Yet another reminder of how the Avengers had failed.

It's only been a couple of months since the battle yet the traces of you continued to fade away. The sweater that was once yours now clung to Natasha's body as she made her way back home.

She'd do anything to bring you back. She'd do anything to have you in her arms again, complaining about something you'd undoubtedly forget hours later. She missed the way you'd never share your snacks with anyone but her. The feeling of warmth that would blossom inside her when your eyes met in a crowded room. All the times when your knee would brush against hers during a meeting. She missed the way it felt to lay next to you. She missed forgetting the world with you.

God, she missed you so much.

But there she was. In the same room as you, years later, preparing breakfast. Her hair was coiled and pinned up, keeping it in place. Her dress fit her perfectly, the skirt swaying with her movements as she elegantly makes her way across the kitchen floor. Her every movement seemed like a performance; like she was the performer and you were the audience, watching her in awe. She was captivating in every possible way, her enchanting voice pulling you in like a siren.

"Good morning, honey! I've been up all morning making us a delightful breakfast." Natasha greeted you with a kiss on the cheek, her performance almost seeming comical. "Nat... it's just peanut butter and jelly sandwiches." You pointed out, glancing over your shared kitchen, seeing the mess that was made. Somehow milk spilled all over the counters, dripping onto the ground, you immediately recognized the smell of burnt toast that hung in the air as you continued looking around.

"Peanut butter and jelly is your favourite, remember?" Natasha reminded you. Your eyes widened at the realization, thanking her. You helped her bring the food to the table, making a note to yourself to tidy up the kitchen before the dinner at Wanda and Vision's that the two of you were invited for.

But you couldn't recall Wanda telling you about the dinner?

"Are you okay, моя любовь?" She placed her hand above yours on the counter. The two of you sat in front of each other, your half-eaten breakfast resting between the two of you. "Of course, why wouldn't I be? I'm with my best girl." You smiled softly at her, and though your words said one thing, Natasha could easily recognise the distant look on your face as you stared off into space, lost in your own thoughts. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours принцесса?" She teased, squeezing your hand gently.

"What time are we supposed to be at Wanda's?" You asked her, snapping yourself out of the trance you were in. Natasha hesitated, eyebrows furrowed as she watched your every move. Something was bothering you. "We're going to Wanda's in the evening моя любовь, she asked us a while back if we could help out before the others arrived, remember?" Natasha stated as the two of you brought your plates to the sink, beginning to tidy up.

"I'm not sure how much help you'll be sweetheart." You teased, pointing at the mess that was created due to Natasha making breakfast. She feigned hurt in response, "Oh принцесса, you're breaking my heart!" She made her way around you, passing you the cutlery as you rinsed the plates. You chuckled softly at her playful behaviour. "I think we should stick with me making us breakfast so our kitchen doesn't end up getting flooded, wouldn't you agree?" You chuckled, as you made your way around the kitchen, the two of you tidying up the mess Natasha had created.

"If only we were a robot," Natasha sighed, wrapping her arms around you from behind. You leaned back into her, embracing the warmth which radiated from her body, "or had powers." This was a position you were so very used to. "If only," she responded playfully. You turn your head back at the grinning redhead, as she leaned in for a kiss, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt your lips meet.

"You know," Natasha started, "we do have some time to spare-" you then cut her off.

"I like the way you think, sweetheart," You smiled softly, turning in her arms before making your way to your shared bedroom. Natasha followed closely behind.

The two of you were dolled up, looking your best.

Your dress ended just below your knees, the skirt extenuating your hips; it swayed with every movement you made. The short sleeves of the dress looked as though they were about to fall off your shoulders. Natasha's dress, however, was much more slim fitting and hugged her hips perfectly before flowing down, much like a waterfall, making it harder to look at anything else but her.

"Do you think Wanda will get mad at us for arriving a bit later than expected?" You asked nervously, fumbling with your fingers as the two of you made your way down the path that led to Wanda and Vision's home. Natasha shuffled around balancing the tray of pastries you'd prepared in one hand while using her free hand to rub your back gently, comforting you, "I'm sure she won't mind, моя любовь," she reassured you. As you near the house you could hear mumbling from the inside; you heard three or more different voices.

"Is that- is Vision singing?" You asked worriedly, glancing at Natasha who was mirroring your reaction. She knocked on the door, and the singing inside had abruptly stopped. "Oh, that must be our other guests," You heard Vision exclaim, "perfect timing!" You could hear his footsteps gradually get closer. The door swung open and Vision gave a nervous smile, glancing down at the tray of food Natasha was holding before letting out a sigh of relief. He hugged the both of you before welcoming you into his home. He introduced you to Mr. Hart, Visions boss, and Mrs. Hart, his wife.

"Oh hello," Mrs. Hart greeted, "no need to be so formal tonight honey." she smiled at you, pushing away the hand you had extended for her to shake. Instead, she pulled you into a tight hug which quite honestly surprised you. You awkwardly pat the older yet noteably shorter woman on the back before pulling away to quickly greet her husband. He glanced at you and Natasha in confusion, opening his mouth to say something before getting interrupted. "Oh here, let me take that, Natasha. You stay here and I'll go get a plate to put these on." You glanced at everyone in the room, offering them a smile before making your way to the kitchen, Vision stopped you before you got to the door, extending his arm out.

"Thank you," he leaned down to whisper to you. You squeezed his arm in response. You weren't used to seeing Vision in this form. He looked human. You rushed into the kitchen, startling Wanda, "I've figured you needed help." You smiled sheepishly at her, placing the tray down onto the counter, taking in all the chaos that was going on in the kitchen. It reminded you of this morning.

"Well, this isn't the first chaotic kitchen I've walked into today," you teased, reaching out for a plate before neatly plating the pastries onto it. Wanda laughed nervously in response, as she flicked through the recipe cards, searching for the right one. You walked back into the living room, placing the plate onto the coffee table prompting Vision to jump up out of his seat and offer Mr. and Mrs. Hart an appetizer. Looking to Natasha, you gave her a wink before swiftly turning around, your dress swaying with your movements as you made your way back into the kitchen, missing the frown forming on Mr. Hart's face.

"Oh, what was I supposed to do next?" Wanda began rambling, "what was the main course again?"

Making your way to the recipe cards floating in the air you attempted to help her find the card with the right recipe, steak. You could hear Vision playing a song on the ukulele while Natasha unwillingly sang alongside him.

"That's not it" You sighed, sifting through the cards, "is this one steak?"

"Steak," Wanda started, "Diane!" she accidentally yells. Her eyes widened as she realized what she'd done. She looks to you with a frown. You just barely heard Vision respond with a, "yes dear?"

"This is going terribly," Wanda frowned, leaning her head upon your shoulder. You chuckled, rubbing her back gently before pulling her away, forcing her to look at you, "Hey, you can do this, okay? You're not alone," you reassured her, attempting to raise her spirits. She sighed in relief, repeating to herself ", "I can do this, I can do this, I can do this..."

Vision barged into the kitchen unexpectedly, his nerves radiating through room. Wanda panics, accidentally using her powers to throw the lobsters out of the window.

"How can I be of assistance." Vision asks, mirroring Wanda's expression.

"Well," Wanda started, "the chicken is no longer a chicken and the lobsters just flew the coop, so the steak is the last man standing," she explains, making her way around the kitchen. You held the recipe card in your hand, skimming the instructions, "it says here you could cut down the prep time with a meat tenderiser." You recited, looking at the couple once more. "Excellent plan! Where's the tenderiser?" Vision questions, ready to help in the kitchen.

"I'm looking at him," Wanda began, holding her hand out to pass the tenderiser to Vision. You pull her hand back before Vision reaches out for it. "No. What you need to do, Vision, is go entertain your guests. Have faith in your wife and I, okay?" You pushed him out of the kitchen, before turning around and clapping your hands.

"So, where were we?" You asked, hopefully.

After a stressful couple of minutes, a brief visit from a woman with a pineapple, and Natasha almost spilling water on her dress; dinner was served.

Well technically, breakfast was served.

The six of you sat around the dining table, nervously looking around. Mr. and Mrs. Hart looked at the food in confusion, staring at the cooked bacon and eggs paired with the red wine and chocolate covered strawberries.

"Breakfast for dinner?" Mr, Hart began, with obvious judgement written all over his face. "How very-" "European." Mrs. Hart cut him off, smiling reassuringly at the two of you.

"European?" You muttered, glancing at Wanda in confusion, who then motioned her hand in a 'I'll tell you later' sort of way. "Oh, let's have a toast!" Vision began, raising his glass up. All of you followed suite as Vision continued.

"To my lovely and talented wife," he gloated, unable to take his eyes off her.

"And to our esteemed guests," Wanda added. You didn't miss the wink she threw at you and Natasha, causing the two of you to stifle your laughs. Everyone clinked their glasses together and dug into their food. It wasn't long after when the questioning began.

"So, where did you move from?" Mrs. Hart began, "what brought you here? How long have you been married? And why don't you have children yet?" She interrogated Wanda and Vision, and you glanced over at Natasha, hesitantly, who shrugged in response before continuing to eat her food. Her eyes then met Mr. Hart's, who's eyebrows were furrowed at the interaction, waiting for his wife to finish speaking so he could say something. You didn't notice Wanda struggling to answer the questions being thrown, while Vision looked at Wanda desperately waiting for an answer. It was almost as if the two of them didn't know themselves.

You also failed to notice Wanda zoning out of the conversation, staring off into the distance as Mrs. Hart continued pestering her for answers. "And what about the two of you, huh? You two roommates?" Mr. Hart questioned, noticing how closely seated you were next to Natasha.

"Something like that," Natasha responded, biting back the smirk that was fighting it's way onto her lips.

"Two lovely women such as yourselves shouldn't struggle to find a man. Why don't the two of you have husbands yet?" Mr. Hart asked, leaning forward. You felt the hair in your arms rise as you realised where the conversation was leading. Glancing at Natasha nervously, you noticed how her fingers were clenched around her cutlery.

"We just prefer each other's company," you stated simply, shoving a forkful of eggs into your mouth to distract yourself.

"What do you mean? Are you- that's unnatural!" He ranted. You ignored him, noticing that Wanda was still trying to answer questions about her and Visions marriage.

"Yes, yes, we were married in," Wanda paused, getting lost in her thoughts. Mr. Hart continued his rant to you and Natasha as You, Vision and Natasha glanced at Wanda nervously.

"You're both women! That's wrong!" Mr Hart argues.

"Well, what's your story?" Mrs. Hart questions Wanda.

Mr. Hart began shouting, slamming his fist onto the table as Mrs. Hart continued to grill Wanda for answers. Wanda snaps back into reality due to a sudden, unexpected noise. She turned to face Mr. Hart who began to choking. You stared at Natasha, frightened and unsure as of what to do in this situation.

"Oh, Arthur, stop it!" Mrs. Hart laughed. She repeated the words 'stop it' over and over again, her tone gradually becoming more panicked as her husband continued to choke. His hand rested on his throat. Vision stared at Mr. Hart in an unsure manner, his hands resting against the table almost as if the were pinned against it. You only just noticed how Mrs. Hart turned to Wanda as she continued repeating those same words.

"Stop it," she pleaded, her voice shaking as she looked at Wanda, who was staring at Mr. Hart in shock. Mr. Hart fell off his chair and onto the ground as he continued to choke. You wanted to rush over and help him but it felt as though your hands were bound to the table and you couldn't move your legs. You were only able to watch as the man continued to choke while his wife chuckled.

"Stop it."

"Stop it."

"Stop it."

"Vision, help him," Wanda demanded. Vision rushed out of his seat and next to Mr. Hart, phasing his hand through his throat and removing a whole chocolate covered strawberry.

When did Mr. Hart pick up the strawberry? You thought to yourself.

"Let me help you up," Vision offers, helping Mr. Hart back to his feet. The atmosphere in the room had immediately changed, going back to exactly how it was before. It was almost as if a switch had been flipped and everyone forgot what was happening.

"Would you look at the time!" Mr. Hart exclaimed making his way to the door as his wife followed behind him.

"Well," Wanda started, "are you both alright?" she questioned nervously, as she stood up. "Yes, we better be going. We had such a lovely time!" Mrs. Hart reassured. The couple left the house very abruptly, mentioning something about a promotion before exiting the front door.

"Oh, we must be going as well!" Natasha exclaims, pushing herself up out of her seat before saying goodbye to the two. She hugged them both before making her way out of the door. You hugged Vision and thanked him for having you over before making your way to Wanda.

"Tonight was wonderful, Wanda," you reassured, pulling her into a hug. You felt her shoulders slacken in your arms, sighing softly as she returned your embrace before pulling away from you, her arms resting on your shoulders.

"Thank you, thank you for everything."

As the two of you made your way home, you couldn't help but let Mr. Hart's words play on repeat in your mind. You could tell Natasha knew what was bugging you as she squeezed your hand gently. The two of you continued to hold hands as you made your way home.

"I know we can't get married," you started, as you stood in your living room, staring at the woman who made you feel most at home. She nodded, waiting for you to continue as she rested her hand against your cheek, allowing her thumb to gently stroke your face.

"But I just want you to know that I'm here for you. For better or for worse. I never want to be apart from you," you chuckled softly, staring at her in awe, allowing your eyes to glance at her lips before you looked back into her eyes.

"I know, моя любовь. And I'd do anything for you," Natasha began.

"Even die for you."

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[gremedits]

hi I was just wondering if you had any advice for getting a new blog started?

(I've been waiting for this one, turn it up)

I'm assuming you mean an edit blog/kin blog similar to mine, so I'll elaborate further under the cut!

for starters you need a blog name and a blog layout, i suggest a url that doesnt have many dashes and isn't too long, it makes it easier to search for your blog or @ you in something!!

(more tips on making a blog layout) here's something I've seen kin blogs do, associate a character as yourself! pick a character you resonate with and make that your icon and reply icons (if you use them) it's just a fun kinnie way to associate yourself!

pick a color pallete! make it limited yet interesting for your blog color, make the colors fit together and not to eyestrain-y or flashy, prefferably make your icon and header fit these too! it just makes your blog much neater and makes people wanna visit & look at it :)

have a tagging system. i myself have a complex tagging system so you can filter things out, anything from each fandom, edit types (wallpapers, icons, etc), the aesthetic, etc. and don't forget to tag your asks/non edit posts too! it keeps your blog organized

make a carrd. and make it easy to access, look up tutorials (prefferably from kpopies on youtube) and mess around with the features a ton. prefferably separate your main carrd from your edit blog carrd. to add, make it match your blog colors

make a promo post! if you're making one for the sake of introducing your blog to others, just make it simple with maybe a reply icon and a description for your blog/the fandoms you do. if it's one of those long promo posts listing your rules, dni, blacklist, etc, don't forget to add a read more so it's nicer to look at! if you're on mobile, type :readmore: and press enter.

tag people in your promos. don't be shy, @ as many blogs as you can, it helps rise your blog to be seen by the audience you want it to see, so your blog doesn't stay barren and has a good footing to start

don't just edit requests. i understand the want to get requests, but this is important too. aspecially if you're just starting. it helps people know what they're signing up for when requesting from you! and dont just make the same icons w the same characters. switch it up a bit with headers, wallpapers, etc, so people have a large pool to choose from!

abuse. the. tags. this is something I've been doing since day 1 that apparently isn't used that well but many others, just make a whole wall of tags that associate with your post. of course don't just clouttag things to get notes but i highly recommend using a conglomerate of tags to spread your reach.

don't change your url. once you've made one up, don't change it. ASPECIALLY if you've already made a promo post. changing your url makes it impossible to find your blog from promo posts and deletes it's entire purpose

post regularly and have fun!! of course you can't post everyday which is fine but highly preffered to spread your blog around. and don't forget to have fun w it, close reqs when they get overwhelming and don't take it as a job, rather as an art.

hope these help and lmk if you have other questions or want me to elaborate!! there are some other "unnecessary" stuff that can surely help with making a blog (blog themes, etc) but i think these are enough!!

[settsuwu]

I posted 2,194 times in 2021

17 posts created (1%)

2177 posts reblogged (99%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 128.1 posts.

I added 26 tags in 2021

#chichi tag - 5 posts

#bantai!!!!!!! - 4 posts

#banban tag - 4 posts

#juju tag - 3 posts

#me - 2 posts

#long post - 2 posts

#/j - 2 posts

#me but w a sex store - 2 posts

#taurus - 1 posts

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#and tbh if i ever post fics again i'll probably post on anon because its really stressful for me to have people be able to compare my works

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

if a shirt doesn't have a boob window then whats the point in me wearing it

1 notes • Posted 2021-06-08 00:35:40 GMT

#4

free me from this torment.

3 notes • Posted 2021-01-05 04:00:18 GMT

#3

I for one would love to hear more about this discarded pile of Pan Statues you mentioned in some tags. Did it Lilly date to a Christian Conversion in the region? Or some other great shift? Did the people in that region somehow resist? I remember reading that Pan and Hermes were once the same deity that split, if that’s related.

from what I remember, there wasn't a great shift around when the statues were dated to

my professor said the interpretation they had of where they were was that they were discarded after use but weren't destroyed because they were religious symbols so thats how the pan statue pile came to be

4 notes • Posted 2021-06-20 01:30:54 GMT

#2

the reblog/post button has been put at the top of the posts again

5 notes • Posted 2021-02-11 15:54:28 GMT

#1

WIP Wednesaturday

was tagged by @stacispratt ty ilu and sorry it took so long to actually do this lol

it’s been a hot minute since i really wrote anything beyond like random notes for fics in the notes app on my phone but i do have a short lil thing that i may or may not finish, who knows. last edit on this was in july lol

ummm anyone who wants to can do this, just lmk!

Banri doesn't get sick. Living life on super ultra easy mode has its perks, afterall. Hyodo, on the other hand, has kept him up for two nights in a row because he refuses to admit that he's sick and even if he would, there's no way in hell he'll take medicine to get better. It's not sweet enough.

He's tempted to go sleep in Itaru's room, but he does actually want to sleep tonight, not stay up gaming. Hyodo coughs from across the room and Banri groans, sliding his head under his pillow. He'd tell Hyodo to shut up already, but he'd tried that earlier and he'd barely received a response through the coughing. At this rate, he might actually end up getting sick because of Hyodo, and there'll be hell to pay if he does. 

Every time he nearly falls asleep, there's yet another fit of coughing and sniffling. He knows it's much worse for Hyodo, but that shouldn't mean he has to suffer. He opens up his phone, finally, and sees that it's just after one in the morning. Inconvenient, but the perfect time to check on all his mobile games. While he's completing all of the daily quests and making as much progress as possible on the weekly and monthly ones, he gets a message from Itaru.

taruchi: weren't you going to bed early tonight?

NEO: i wanted to NEO: but fucking Hyodo NEO: and his fucking cough

taruchi: lol taruchi: try not to kill him in his sleep

NEO: he's not sleeping, so

taruchi: thats ur takeaway?

Banri rolls his eyes and sets his phone back down. It'll take a bit for his stamina to restore again, so he may as well try to sleep again. Hyodo seems to have fallen blissfully silent, and he's hoping it'll last long enough for him to fall asleep.

The next thing he hears is the sound of his alarm going off. Apparently Hyodo gets to live to see another day. He lets it ring a little longer than he usually would because Hyodo isn't a morning person and waits until the last minute to get up because fuck Hyodo.

"Turn that thing off, will ya?" Hyodo grumbles, voice rough and nearly gone.

"Sorry, what was that?" Banri teases, letting his alarm continue to ring. A pillow comes flying at him, but he bats it away with a laugh. "Your fault for keeping me up so late, you know."

"I can't help that I'm- that I was coughing last night!" Hyodo yells, or, tries to. The crack in his voice at the end voids any semblance of intimidation he may have had. And really, how can Banri not laugh at that? "Shut the hell up!"

Banri finally silences his alarm and climbs down the ladder of his bed. Hyodo's pulled out his own phone and taps at it a bit before getting up.

"You're not seriously planning on going to school today, are you?" 

Hyodo stares at him in confusion. "Where else would I go?"

8 notes • Posted 2021-01-02 19:31:58 GMT

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