#dulceadastra

[griimarch]

@dulceadastra​ liked for a starter.

Did this person think she was stupid? Or unobservant? Because if they thought either one of those, they were new to this job or very stupid. Either way, Gemma was not going to let this slide. Walking towards the person she made it appear as if she hadn't noticed them. “Hold it” she held out her arm “how long did you think it would take me to notice?” Gemma spoke not looking at the person but speaking to them, “how long have you been tailing me? Hm? And who sent you?”

#dulceadastra #Im not picky with which muse :) #( verse tbd. )

[hammerindustries]

белый трюфель

I swear to god if I translate this and it says white truffle...

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son of a bitch.

#| ⚒ — special delivery | answered #dulceadastra

[rulesxunbroken]

@dulceadastra liked for a lyric based starter [x]

"Gather ye beneath the full glow moon. Get ye naked, 'cause, baby, that's the witch way."

#dulceadastra #v; tbd #im #aggie is probably high #ill let you chose the poor muse that will have to put up with this

[setitallaflame]

Closed starter for @dulceadastra

Occasionally, Tristan used his abilities to meet with contacts, to pass off classified information, but more often than not it was about retrieving information. Learning what he could to protect their clients, to keep them from going to a mutant detention facility, or prison, or disappearing altogether. This job was different. Evangeline wanted to make sure that Mr. Stark - along with his associate, Natasha - were trustworthy, and she’d asked that he enter the dreams of the latter. Stay out of sight, observe. Make sure they were on the up and up. So, having made a connection with her when they initially shook hands before he’d offered her coffee earlier in the office that day, he was now joining her in her dreams to see what he could find out.

#dulceadastra #Tristan: Marvel Verse

[abbyissharp]

@dulceadastra || liked for a starter

Abby stood at the coffee pot in the kitchen, inhaling the scent of the coffee brewing. It was one of those ridiculously expensive machines. All Abby cared was that it made coffee, but the shiny chrome of the machine revealed her reflection. It was the middle of the afternoon, and Abby looked rather disheveled.  

Leading a double life so she didn’t become a target was starting to take a toll on her. She had a full course of classes to teach, and every other day it seemed she was checking in on everything at the compound. Her role there was limited. Really her money played a greater role at the compound than she did, but she did like to show her face, show an active interest in what was going on. It was part of the agreement she’d made with the remaining Avengers when the Blip began. That she was kept in the loop. In a way, keeping them going was an investment, but for her, she was doing the only thing she could do. 

After catching her reflection, she took the time to at least smooth down her hair, straighten her clothes. As she did, she saw Peter walking down the hall towards the lab. She hadn’t seen him in a while, but she knew he had a lot going on in his life. Abby stuck her head out of the door. “Hey, Parker,” she smiled. “How’s it going?” 

#dulceadastra #v; gotta do something with it - marvel

[davvnfury]

@dulceadastra asked: " something is clearly bothering you. " (nick)

There’s a lot bothering her, things she hadn’t brought up. Things that were important. In this line of work, things always got tricky. But, how could someone just forget bits and pieces of their life? How could someone just forget their most important memories? Maybe all of the things in her life were meant to be forgotten. At least, for the most part. Though, she wished she could remember what it was like as a child. There’s a light laugh that escapes her at her brothers words, lips pursing a moment later as she sits there on the couch. How did she begin to explain? How did she even have the words to explain? Was there any correct way to go about it? “I guess I’m just a little frustrated.” There’s a brief pause, index finger tracing against the rim of the mug in her hands. If she didn’t have a cup of coffee in her hands, you had better bet she was a Skrull in disguise. “A lot of people remember their life growing up, they remember their childhood and everything after that.” Another pause. “When I joined this whole thing, I thought it was the right choice. I thought that I was doing the right thing by wanting to save more than just the planet we live on. But...” She settles the mug down onto the coffee table in front of her, leans forward a bit with her elbows on her knees. “It’s all a bit grey these days. There’s no proper definition of good and bad, just this morally grey area. People sacrificing others for their own ideals of good and bad. It doesn’t... doesn’t really make too much sense, does it? How does anyone know what is good or bad these days?”

#dulceadastra

[twistedtangledfate]

“How have you survived?” (Yelena & Wanda)

@dulceadastra

It was a loaded question and it was one that Wanda had pondered many times before in both her darkest times and the lighter times. She glanced down at the drink on the table, her finger circling the tip of the glass slowly as she considered the question. There was really only one answer, as simple as it was. 

“I don’t know.” Her voice was soft and quiet, sorrow in her expression. She felt self conscious in that moment, as though she were exposed to Yelena and in a way, she was. 

#love letters and post-it notes #the scarlet witch (wanda)

[dcmcged]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 ?

Wanderer's Ache

You need to leave, you can't stay. You've forgotten how to do it - how to set your roots, how to unpack the moving boxes. Staying too long isn't an option, the steady thrum of mixed curiosity and dread always propelling you forward. You've burnt all your bridges, leaving a trail of shattered connections every time you leave. But still you can't stay, can't even sit still. You tire of life as it happens, wishing you could quit your job and just become something else - anything at all. You've forgotten how to make a place into a home, feeling content only in novelty, at home only on the road.

Tagged by: @godguile (thank you for tagging me! <3) Tagging: Whoever wants to do this! Feel free to steal this from me! & also @elerondo, @wxr-zxne (Rick), @archerism, @dulceadastra (Yelena)

#|| musings: wanda #(( actually that's kinda accurate ))

[ofwomenandmen]

@dulceadastra from X

Arms crossed over her chest as she watched Andrea begin to undress as she walked toward the pool. Eyes narrowed as she followed, picking the clothes from the kitchen floor and setting them out on one of the chairs. Was that really how Andrea was going to play this?

She didn’t even have to turn her head to know that one of the men was looking, hearing him collide with a door. “You know I’m not comfortable swimming like that. I know you like getting a rise out of me when I see the men staring. It’s not going to work this time.” Lena did slip her combat boots and socks off and roll her cargo pants up so she could stick her feet in the water.

Having a feeling that Andrea might try splashing water at her, Lena took her guns from her hip and thigh holster, sliding them toward the table along with her knife from her other thigh.

#dulceadastra #c; lena #v; the cartel boss and her bodyguard #;; continued from ask

[griimarch]

@dulceadastra​ asked; ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

STOP I FINNA CRY <3 You are so sweet. 

#dulceadastra #𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘰.╟ Answered ╢ #𝘈𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦. ╟ Mun Talks ╢

[hammerindustries]

“The only reason you’re here is because Tony Stark is dead. Everyone knows you only make mediocrities next to his masterpieces.” ((AU - Yelena))

Piss off my muse | @dulceadastra

"Tell me something I don't know. I've only been compared to him for the last 20 years at least."

#| ⚒ — special delivery | answered #dulceadastra

[rulesxunbroken]

truth: why do you love that harlot more than me?

TRUTH SERUM TIME ! 

"Come on, Emma. Stop calling Wanda a harlot-- you know I love you more. Stop trying to stir up drama.

#dulceadastra #& emma frost #v; the violet professor (x men)

[sccharin]

WHICH IMAGINARY ILLNESS DO YOU HAVE?

Wanderer's Ache

You need to leave, you can't stay. You've forgotten how to do it - how to set your roots, how to unpack the moving boxes. Staying too long isn't an option, the steady thrum of mixed curiosity and dread always propelling you forward. You've burnt all your bridges, leaving a trail of shattered connections every time you leave. But still you can't stay, can't even sit still. You tire of life as it happens, wishing you could quit your job and just become something else - anything at all. You've forgotten how to make a place into a home, feeling content only in novelty, at home only on the road.

tagged by: @dulceadastra

tagging: i’m tagging YOU

#``aesthetic || carol danvers

[abbyissharp]

@dulceadastra || continued from x

“You’re right. Pumpkin is only good as pie, maybe ice cream if I’m feeling extra festive.” She shrugged, opening the fridge and scrunching her nose. “There’s no more cider.”

“You want me to go get some more? Or we could see if we could get it delivered,” she smirked. “If we’re both feeling super lazy.” Of course, Abby wasn’t sure that Natasha ever was actually lazy.

#dulceadastra #v; gotta do something with it - marvel

[multi-muse-transect]

@dulceadastra

A ship flies towards the SWORD HQ as Kl’rt smirks at the sight. This…thing is the embodiment of everything that’s against their people and it was made by a traitor among their ranks-Talos. He knows he can’t just enter the place without being noticed by the personnel who are Skrulls as he had a reputation so he brought something for them…the mighty Genis-Vell of the Kree. The brown haired Kree has a mouth restraint to make sure he’s quiet as he lands into the landing bay causing personnel to swarm as the hulking Skrull grabs him causing him to struggle then heads outside.

“I’m here for Talos, I have a gift for him and Fury!” Kl’rt proclaimed.

#muse: genis vell #{{the nomad who found home}}

[twistedtangledfate]

What’s your underlying motif?

The Dog

Whether it’s the way you bare your teeth when backed in a corner, your loyalty, or your tendency to act on instinct, your reoccurring theme is the dog. Like mitski said “i get mean when im nervous, like a bad dog” or how halsey said “i won’t smile but i’ll show you my teeth” even when migos said “dance with my dogs in the night time”. The essence of the dog runs through you. you’re tough and a quick draw on the outside, but if we got down to it we’d see you’re acting the only way you’ve ever known how. It doesn’t make you bad, survival is natural, your loyalty and determination is commendable. I don’t blame you for the way you act when your back is against a wall, but please remember to not bite the hand that feeds.

Tagged by: @dulceadastra

Tagging: @storiesung , @emeraldsnakesdagger and anyone else who wants to. 

#the scarlet witch (wanda) #//thanks for the tag dear