#the great nathaniel morgan

[sytoran]

home is where the heart is ★ n.r

— 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ;; 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 & 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇

in which your married life with natasha romanoff is depicted through this comedy-drama series. with your dream job, three kids, and a plethora of friends, each day is blissful but all the more chaotic and unpredictable. (and ultimately, very horny.)

pairing ★ sub!wife!natasha x beefy!butch!reader

chapter summary ★ twitter's sole purpose is for you to thirst over your wife, the beach is a good place to spend time with your kids, and ogle at your wife in a bathing suit, but not a great a place to have sex. (lesson learnt).

warnings ★ (MINORS DNI) - explicit content, hard stuff: beach sex, doggy style, cunnilingus, daddy kink, SO MUCH thirsting

word count ★ 4.0k (get fed gremlins)

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*****

In tandem with Tony Stark’s spontaneity, Steve Rogers’ unending enthusiasm, and the fact that you privately owned close to twenty beach resorts in New York alone, the lot of you and your other friends had a beach outing planned for that Sunday.

After the astronomically long time it took to get your kids dressed, beach toys packed, picnic dinner prepared, and everything loaded into the car, five happy L/N-Romanoffs finally kickstart their journey to the Westview Surfers’ Beach.

“SAND!” Emilia roars maniacally, once the five of you step foot onto the sandy shore. She’s gone like the ocean breeze, sprinting into the distance, grains of sand flying everywhere.

“Sea! Sea! Sea!” Emilio is equally as excited, already by the tide of the brilliantly blue ocean, following its ebb and flow with scampering feet and delighted cries. 

“Careful, Emilio!” Marina says, holding his hand, preventing her over excited brother from falling over. You can see the way she laughs along, kicking up water with her slippers.

Behind your eager children, you swing you and Natasha’s interlocked hands as you casually stroll along the beach, giving her a sweet smile. 

The sand that crunched beneath your feet was earthen and dry, such a gentle hue of gold, almost as grounding as the bright smile your wife returned.

“You look heavenly,” you murmur, bringing up the underside of your wife’s palm to press a gentle kiss to it. She flushes prettily, the sundress she’s adorning doing wonders to her skin tone and curves.

Natasha returns the softness, pressing into your side as you wrap a firm arm around her waist, hand cupping the curve of her motherly hips.

“Oy, lovebirds!”

At the sound of a distinctly familiar voice, you and Natasha spin around with bemused looks. From a distance, you can see Tony with a flamingo floatie around his hips, waving comically.

Next to him, the regular gang is sprawled across three separate picnic mats, conveniently hidden from the sun under several large beach umbrellas. 

Pepper is fixing up Tony’s floatie, to which Carol and Valkyrie snicker at from afar. Thor is asleep on the mats, taking up more than half the area. Laura is busy reading, with Clint probably gone to find seashells for the sandcastle Bucky and Steve are constructing. The kids make a long human chain from the shore to the sandcastle, scooping up buckets of water to make a trench.

“Aunty Y/N! Aunty Nat!” Nathaniel squeals, dropping his bucket, running over and leaping into your arms.

“What’s up, you little rascal?” you ask, laughing as the youngest Barton giggles. Natasha ruffles his head, waving at Lila. 

Morgan, being the same age as Emilia and Emilio, is already chatting excitedly with them and kicking up a loud racket. Marina joins Cooper in attaining bucketfuls of seawater.

“What’s up, my favourite lesbians?” Tony calls out to you and Natasha with outstretched arms, comically ignorant to the death-glare Valkyrie shoots him. 

Natasha rolls her eyes in faux annoyance, strolling past him and brightening up animatedly to chat with the ladies. You pat Tony’s back sympathetically. 

Your attention flits to an impressively large sandcastle with a sculpture of a mermaid on top, hand-crafted by Steve and Bucky. Leaning closer to Tony, you whisper, “Why does the mermaid kinda look like you?”

Leaving him to splutter at his intentionally uncanny resemblance to the mermaid, with a seashell bra and an elegant tail, you look up to see Clint coming back with his arms full of seashells. 

“Hi, Y/N!” He greets distractedly. In the midst of his frantic haste, Clint’s foot gets caught on a stray rock —

And the rest is a scene out of a comedy movie. 

The seashells go flying out of his arms, scattering onto the picnic mat and spraying sand everywhere, Clint loses his balance and flies forward, outstretched arms knock into the sandcastle, and everyone watches in horror as Steve and Bucky’s great unfinished symphony comes crumbling down, leaving only the head of Tony’s mermaid untouched.

A quiet hush falls. 

Bucky and Steve’s faces are morphed into disbelief and heartbreak, and Clint trembles in fear with sand in his mouth. Tony shudders at his beheaded mermaid, the ladies have their hands over their mouths, and Natasha fights battles in order not to burst out laughing. Thor sleeps unperturbed, and even the kids' racket has died down.

“Well,” you announce, breaking the stunned silence. “Who wants to go surfing?”

*****

As Natasha lazes in a beach chair, away from the gory scene of Steve and Bucky dunking Clint in the seawater, she watches you with a budding fire in her belly. 

Standing on the sand so casually, you have your hefty surfboard tucked under one arm, and Emilio in your other. You’re speaking to him with a roguish grin, unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt flapping in the wind, tinted sunglasses pushed up to muss up your perfectly tousled hair. 

“You ready to ride the waves, bub?” 

“Yeah! I’m ready!”

Your wife swallows, thinking she was ready to ride something else.

Natasha crosses her legs unsubtly. It was honestly unfair, how indifferently attractive you were, like it was a state of being instead of a practised art. 

Perhaps it was her love for you and the longevity of your marriage that warped her perception of sexiness, but when you were casually strolling on the beach with that chiselled abdomen on display, who was she to be blamed?

“Y/N!” Natasha calls, sitting up slightly. There’s a devious little idea blooming in the back of her mind, and she feels like taking the bait, just for today.

You look up at your wife’s beckoning, and smile widely at her. Setting Emilio down gingerly and calling him a “little rascal”, you jog over to Natasha easily. 

When you flick your hair back, it glints in the sunlight, and so does the sheen of sweat under your sports bra, defining the cutting edges of your abdomen. Natasha has the criminal urge to rip off your swimming trunks there and then.

Despite your obliviousness, Natasha is more than well-aware of the stares you’re getting from young women and married women alike, momentarily disregarding their boyfriends and husbands to gawk at you.

“Damn, look at that fine specimen!”

“Ryan, why don’t you work out more?”

“There goes my heterosexuality.”

You get feasted upon hungry eyes like a slab of beef, likened to your beefiness, but it only makes Natasha’s possessiveness skyrocket.

“Hey, honey,” you say, settling on a low and inviting tone that has your wife blushing. You crouch down next to her beach chair, holding her hand in a sweet gesture. “What’s up?” 

You’re close to her, so close, and she can feel the heat radiating off you, and your distinct scent, and the overwhelming senses of want and need are washing over Natasha like those tidal waves in the ocean.

But well, Natasha knew more than a few ways to rile you up too.

“I think I want to go surfing too,” she lies through her teeth, having no inclination to partake in the sport. Natasha fakes a pout all too well, knowing it’s one of your many weaknesses. “But the sun’s really hot out there, so I need some help with the sunscreen.” 

It wasn’t like she’d have needed it, anyway. Just like that and you’re sold, ever the gentleman and the golden retriever, digging for the sunscreen in the duffel bag.

“Of course, honey,” you reply readily. “Is it the Banana Boat sunscreen, or is that the kids’ one? Oh wait, we have the SPF 50 one, I think that’s—”

Words trail off comically when you look back up at Natasha, gradually dying down completely.

Your wife has conveniently slid off her outer layer of a sheer white blouse, leaving her in just a matching two-piece set of an azure bathing suit. The top piece is held together with thin pieces of string, accentuating her chest in a tight cradle. The lack of coverage shows off the dip of her hips and her soft curves.

Coherent thoughts in your mindwires get severed as Natasha plays with the string on her bottom piece, nearly flashing you as the material slides down ever so slightly. Your throat dries up as her fingers trail a path over her tummy and cleavage. She plays with another bundle of string that keeps her chest barely covered, and the irresistible urge rises within you to undo it.

“My eyes are up here, y’know,” Natasha murmurs, laying on her side and looking at you through lowered lashes.

“I know where they are,” you answer hoarsely, gaze still fixated on your wife’s enticing cleavage.

The sheer amount of bare skin that Natasha is showing off has your remaining fragments of sanity falling to pieces. There’s no point even trying to hide the tent in your pants, poking uncomfortably against the fabric.

“Gonna help me lather sunscreen?” Natasha asks with a silky lilt to her voice, turning over on the beach chair. 

You groan out loud when you see the curve of your wife’s ass on display, her rounded bottom barely covered by a few measly pieces of material, all held together by flimsy strings and nothing else.

“Mhm,” you respond brainlessly, uncapping the bottle and rubbing your hands with a bountiful amount of the moisture, clearly in excess.

You begin applying your wife’s sunscreen with overzealous eagerness and desire. Large hands spread unnecessarily widely as you gain coverage over the soft skin of her back, trailing up and down and smearing the white moisture over her soft skin.

“Oh, that feels nice,” Natasha says airily, a dainty little sound that causes your cock to twitch in your shorts. 

The line down the middle of Natasha’s back is emphasised as she tenses and relaxes it. Like clockwork, you begin massaging your wife’s back to release the tension in her muscles.

“Y/N…” The breathy moan she lets out is pure heaven, dragged out from the depths of her throat, then lifting to a higher tone that washes over you in a sea of goosebumps.

Of course, your faux masseuse skillset is just a simple ploy to grope and knead at Natasha. Fat spills through your fingers as you spread your hands across her torso, as Natasha whines softly.

It wouldn’t take a genius to realise that the heat building between the two of you was not just due to the heatwaves under the beating, unforgiving sun.

Your frighteningly quickly-growing arousal only heightens when Natasha feels that her back is done and flips over. Face-to-face with her hefty mounds, a round belly, and the blown pupils of viridescent eyes — you lose the plot completely. 

Deft hands fly to your wife’s ample assets, squeezing her hips in sinful amounts and staking your claim. “You’re so pretty, baby,” you mumble, face buried into the crook of her neck, subtly mouthing at her neck.

“Mhm,” Natasha whines in agreement, but it turns into a gasp as your fingers slip underneath the material of her bra, plucking at hardened nipples in merciless haste.

You press down onto her, flat tongue and sharp teeth, licking a broad stripe up your wife’s exposed collarbone to the tender column of her neck.

Before you can taint clear skin with raging-purple bruises, you’re pulled away with a firm grip on the back of your neck. You look back up to see Natasha gazing at you sternly. 

“Let’s try not to perpetuate public sex while you are the owner of this place, with all our friends present, and the kids building sandcastles no less than ten feet away.”

Much to your disgruntlement, these factors weigh in heavily and overpower your body’s built-in “pretty-wife-need-to-worship” mechanic. Now, your shorts fill up a lot more space than need be, your shaft pressing hot and tight against your left leg, clearly visible.

You grumble, hands still clammy with sunblock, the ghost of Natasha’s warmth still interlaced between each of your fingers. “You’re a meanie,” you sulk, lust-driven adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Natasha looks at you with a wicked smile. “And you’re too susceptible, darling. Now, where’s my flask? I plan on staying plenty hydrated before watching you rough it out against the waves.”

Clearly put-off by not being able to fuck your wife in your public beach resort, you flip off a little kid who openly ogles at Natasha’s ass, much to your wife’s horror.

*****

“I’M NOT BUILT FOR THIS!” Tony screams, arms flailing, as he rides a shallow wave. His firmly implanted foot adds too much weight on the front of his neon yellow surfboard, and the over-eager man overturns comically as the current rushes.

You laugh out loud, Hawaiian shirt flapping in the wind, surfing past Tony in a smooth motion. “Stick to the flamingo floatie, little guy!”

Valkyrie barely dodges the splash Tony creates, nearly falling off her own board. “Fuck off, you cunt!” she yells, full-chested and deadly focused on the tide. From a distance in the shallower part of the ocean, a reprimanding “Language!” can be heard.

Natasha’s wading in the shallower waters with Laura, while Thor had opted to sun tan on the beach while watching the kids.

As a large wave approaches, Natasha watches with intent. Upon your wife’s new found attention, you mentally prepare yourself, determined to impress her, and perhaps get revenge for her prior ploy.

You manoeuvre deftly, putting weight on your back foot to stabilise as you approach the wave head-on. Three… two… one. You add even more weight on your back foot as you go around the back turn while gaining speed, garnering energy like a coiled spring.

As the wave reaches its full height, broad and steep, your calves release with impact, propelling up the barrel of the wave like a spring. The surfboard moves in effortless motion, anchored by your back foot, navigated by your right.  

The second you reach the lip of the wave, you find the sweet spot to execute the backside tail slide. You rotate your wide-set shoulders, swiftly switching the pressure to your front foot. 

Your surfboard glides off the surface for a split-second, turning mid-air — there’s a camera-worthy frame of damp hair, stray droplets, and focused eyes.

You slide back down at an oblique angle with purpose and precision, like a scene out of a movie, locking eyes with Natasha as the wave crashes behind you.

“Damn, Y/N!” Carol hoots, looking amazed as you surf back to the rest of the gang.

“That was crazy,” Steve adds, resting belly-down onto the surfboard, strikingly adorable for a hulking man.

“Gotta admit, that was pretty cool,” Tony comments, his head bobbing above the surface of the water and his surfboard nowhere to be found.

You laugh along with them, attempting to explain the technical jargon of how you did it. But as much as you appreciated your friends’ enthusiasm, there was ultimately only one person you sought validation from. 

“Hi,” you say to Natasha with a stupid smile, sitting on your surfboard, having escaped the rest. 

“That was very sexy of you,” your wife wastes no time in stating, as if she wasn’t five millimetres away from flashing you and killing you with her sexiness. 

Natasha is stuck on the image of your damp hair flying into place like a scene out of a superhero movie, unbuttoned shirt flailing up to expose your defined back and abdomen, concentration flashing in your eyes.

“Mhm,” you hum lowly. Fire burns low in your belly as you ogle your wife in her bathing suit, pulling her closer by the underside of her thighs.

In a moment of indiscretion, your left hand slips upwards and undoes the knot on Natasha’s bathing suit, letting the material slip from your fingers.

“Y/N!” Though blocked from view of the others as it was underwater, Natasha lets out a breathy gasp and presses into you. Her cunt, already soaked before, gets even wetter at the intrusion of seawater.

“Can I claim my prize?” you ask heavily, hot pants against your wife’s ear, driving her wild with the way your fingers slip through her folds to encroach on her entrance.

In no time at all, two of your fingers are at Natasha’s cunt, feeling slick even underwater, and you push in—

“Group picture!” Steve yells from a distance, as you and your wife effectively leap apart in the water, the heated moment dissipated into thin air. 

But it lingers, the arousal, swimming in the back of your consciousness as you smile for a group selfie. Bucky’s arm is around you but you thank the heavens for hiding your erection under the water.

You can tell Natasha feels the same, eyes locking on you even after Steve successfully takes the group picture. (After many attempts.)

“I’m gonna go check on the kids,” Natasha finally says, gesturing back as if she was going to walk back to shore. She’s expectant, waiting.

“And I think I’m gonna go check with her!” you add, chuckling awkwardly, beckoning backwards with your thumbs.

“Okay,” Steve says disbelievingly, eyes glimmering with knowing and just a little amusement. Tony is much less subtle in his sniggering, and Clint looks horrified at the prospect of doing it at the beach.

Tony claps you on the back as you walk past. “Use protection,” he whispers, and you fumble out a haphazard response. 

*****

Turns out, you and Natasha don’t even make it to a completely secluded area before you’re half-undressed and panting. 

And maybe that’s half the thrill, hidden in a secluded beach cave, with regular people roaming around just outside. You’re pressed skin-to-skin with each other and tuning out everything else.

You groan as you snap the strings of Natasha’s bathing suit off, finally, finally. Teardrop tits bounce in place, shaking with the impact of how hard you jerk against your wife, unbearably uncomfortable in the constraints of your boxers.

Natasha takes mercy on you, helping you to tug down your Calvin Clein briefs, watching with heady arousal as your shaft slaps against your six-pack, red and raw and leaking.

“Hurry up,” Natasha whines, bending over and clutching at a stray rock, ass in the air as she exposes her leaking cunt to you. 

“Fuck, baby,” you groan, grabbing onto her ass and slapping it just because you can. You sink deep into your wife, warmth and relief enveloping you as you bury yourself inside her.

The first thrust is like heaven, feeling the pulse and push of Natasha’s walls as she accommodates to take your size, stretching to a familiar extent because you’d made a nest in there for yourself. 

The second thrust takes you there, an insurgent amount of slick coating your cock, flooding the path you proceed to pummel into. “Natty,” you whine, groping at her ass and pulling it closer to you, hilt-deep with no signs of stopping.

“Mhm, daddy,” Natasha moans, walls fluttering around you as you pull out, trying to stop your escape. But then you thrust forward, again, warm and full and deep, and your wife wails beneath you.

Natasha lets this velvet sound from her throat, silky and coated in honey as she breathes reinvigorated life into your arousal.

“Fuck,” you growl, rutting your hips with more rigour. Natasha whines, wrists suspended behind her back with one of your hands as you have your way with her.

“Baby I’m gonna come,” you gasp, virility cloaking the way your abdomen presses up against Natasha, left hand encircling her neck to bring your hot mouth up to hers.

You’re hardly embarrassed for how fast you’re barrelling towards climax, as Natasha is in much more of the same position. She’s panting your name, clutching at the rocks with hard sand digging into her feet. Your cock nudges and prods into her sweet spots effortlessly, the result of countless sex experiences.

“M-me too,” she responds breathily, breaking off into a whine as you press heated, open-mouthed kisses along the line of her back, tasting the salt and sweat on your tongue.

Pleasure blossoms in your lower torso, creeping up the base of your shaft and working its way upwards. Hot arousal overflows from its constraints, and your teeth sinks into your bottom lip as you come, quick and hot and messy.

“Oh!” Natasha moans, high-pitched and sensitive, as you pluck at her ruby-hard nipples. It only takes a few more thrusts for her to reach release, dripping down your cock and her thighs.

“Mhm, nhn—” As your wife raises in pitch and volume, you stuff three fingers into her open mouth, giving her something to suck on and remain quiet. You continue with gentle thrusts, feeling thick white liquid flow out the side of Natasha’s ruined cunt.

“Needa taste you,” you suddenly grunt, hips bumping into Natasha’s ass. She babbles her agreement, despite being half-conscious in a state of post-orgasmic pleasure. 

Easily, you lift Natasha and set her down onto the sandy shore of the beach cave, where the tide is low and washes over your feet gently.

It’s a change of pace, a gradual end to your savage ravaging, slow and sensual, where the water meets the sand. You lower yourself between Natasha’s spread thighs, lips slightly parted and dripping with need.

Natasha swallows audibly, right hand twisting into your tousled hair, looking at you through hooded eyes and lowered lashes. 

Words are left unspoken between the two of you, the tension speaking for itself, as you retain eye contact while lowering your mouth onto Natasha’s pulsing cunt.

You take your last breath of the fresh sea salt air and summer breeze before drowning in unbridled desire. As if making out passionately, you eat your wife out, switching between licking and sucking.

Poetry is written between the lines — the lilt of Natasha’s hitched breath, the crease of her thighs where your fingertips drag across, the shallow water that wades over your feet in a cool decrescendo.

Your head dips down once more, warm and wet, and the sun melts into the horizon, glazing golden and liquid orange. 

With your tongue lodged fully inside your wife’s pussy, marking your inability to breathe, and wide hands spread firmly over Natasha’s thighs, the two of you converge in saintly devotion, hushed worship falling from her lips.

“Please, just like that, please, daddy, please.”

Just like that, and the ocean swallows you whole, taking you under Natasha’s hold inescapably. Your name is said in a breathless cry, lilting and pronounced, and you shudder between her clenched thighs.

“Nat?”

“Yeah?”

“I think there’s ocean water up my asshole.”

“Yeah, I got some sand up my vagina too.”

*****

and that's chapter two of 'hiwthi'! how did yall feel about the introduction of the rest of the cast? i personally enjoyed writing the build-up scenes the most. (sunscreen and surfing!) and for those keen on expanding the family dynamic, i'll be building on that in the next chapter!

reblog or i will take 292857192 years to post the next part

SERIES MASTERLIST || MAIN MASTERLIST

#⋆⭒˚｡★ home is where the heart is #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader smut #wlw smut #gxg smut #marvel smut #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha x reader smut #top reader #sub natasha romanoff #dom reader #bottom natasha romanoff #butch4femme #butch reader #femme4butch

[wandafiction]

You Remember - Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: Small mentions of death, a little sad, fluff, happy ending.

You're standing there shuffling from one foot to the other, going over and over the words as your hands rest behind your back to try and stop you from fiddling with them. It wasn't working very well as you were gently pulling at your fingers, while your teeth pulled at your bottom lip. You close your eyes trying to calm your breathing as a small bead of sweat runs down the side of your face and your heart nearly beats out of your chest, you worry it will break through soon enough. 

A hand on your shoulder makes you jump, opening your eyes and turning your head  to see your brother giving you a soft smile. He pulls your body around to face him, bringing his handkerchief out of his pocket and dabs at your forehead; collecting the small amount of sweat that has started to form. He rolls the handkerchief back up, putting it into his pocket, his hands cupping your face as he brushes your hair behind your ear. 

"Breathe for me." You let out a small huffed laugh, your head bowing in embarrassment at how nervous you are. "In and out. Slow deep breaths." 

You did as you were told, listening to your older brother as he slowed his breathing, placing your hand on his chest to get you to follow. His soft gaze never wavering from yours as you finally start to calm down a bit. You may have been a soldier like him, but your anxiety has always been something you struggle with. Only made worse by the super soldier serum Hydra had recreated and used on you much like your brother, and the amount of names that grow on the list of those killed by your hand. Yet your brother was always there to help, even when he couldn't ever remember who you were due to the mind wiping. 

"Thank you Bucky”, you shake your shoulders out, getting the last of your nervous jitters out of your system as he taps your cheek lightly with a laugh.

"What is an older brother for, eh?" You roll your eyes, giving him a gentle shove. "And technically I'm the older one now, by like 3 years so go take your ego about our age as well." 

"Just because I blipped and you didn't, doesn't mean I'm going to stop teasing you for beating you in being born." Your face scrunches in disgust as he chuckles. 

"Great, now all I'm thinking about is mom giving birth. Bleugh." Your body shivers in slight disgust as Bucky laughs out loud, covering his mouth with his hands 

"Shut up, she's coming." Sam hits both of your shoulders making you roll your eyes as he gives you the once over before nodding and turning his attention to the right. 

You nudge Bucky with your elbow as you turn around, setting your feet shoulder width apart on the floor, taking in a deep breath as you look down at a spot on the floor. You close your eyes for just a second, Bucky's hand on your shoulder giving you one last reassuring squeeze before he stands up straight and sets his attention to the right. 

Once you hear light footsteps you push your back up straight, rolling your shoulders to make your posture as straight as possible: bringing your hands to rest in front of you. The soldier in you showing. Your head slowly turns to the right and you smile when you see Morgan and Nathaniel walking towards you. Morgan is in the red and gold pettled dress she had picked out herself. 

"I'm 6. I'm more than old enough to pick out my own dress." You smile at the memory of the sassy 6 year old who had her nose scrunched at the dress her mom was holding up to her, so it was decided that she could indeed choose whatever dress she wanted. 

Your eyes find Peppers and you nod your head towards her daughter and you get an eye roll in reply that makes you hide a laugh. 

Nathaniel has his tongue poking out the corner of his lips as he concentrates on walking and not dropping the small cushion in his hands. His suit is a simple navy blue with a matching bow tie, with his hair messily styled. You're sure he probably ran when Clint moved towards him with the tub of hair putty. Both of them make their way to the front taking, followed closely by Yelena and Kate. Kate is wearing a black suit and tie while Yelena wears black pants, with a white shirt and grey jacket. Both of you had given her approval to wear the clothes she felt most comfortable in over fitting any sort of wedding attire. They make sure the two young children sit in the right slot, as they both give you a smile and wave, which you instantly do back whispering back a hi. The two best friends move to stand on the opposite end of the stand, sending you a soft nod and smile.

All your concentration is pulled back to the end of the hand built wooden walkway as the song you want to play forever starts playing. You shuffle nervously, licking your lips in anticipation. You just hoped you could even make it 2 seconds without crying. But as soon as you see the white appear from behind the now standing people you feel the tears stinging the corner of your eyes, a wide smile painting itself on your face. 

Her red hair flows over her shoulders freely, two tight braids on either side pulled to the back of her hair loosely. Her eyes brimming with tears as a wide toothy smile shines brightly from the moon that sits in the sky above you, lighting up the small outdoor venue. Her hands hold onto the white and pink rose bouquet as her fingers gently pull at the string that holds it all together. 

You take in every single detail about her. Her beautiful red hair, but you can't lie and say you don't miss the emo phase she had going on. Her hair covered in small white and pink flowers, you assumed it would be cherry blossom one of her favourites. You take in her light and barely notice makeup, just enough to accentuate her already beautiful features. Her green eyes, brimming with tears, look you up and down for a quick second. Taking in your burgundy 3 piece suit, a black tie to match with the initials of three of your friends stitched into the top of your pocket. Her eyes gloss over more, before looking directly into yours. Yours then move down to look at her dress for the first time. 

The lace with flower pattern was the first thing you see, as it hugs the top half of her body in the most beautiful and yet delicious way. The sleeves go all the way down to her wrists where a small thread wraps around her thumbs to keep them in position. Following the pattern all the way down which ends by her knees as it sits under the lace skirt of the dress. You know Wanda wanted simple, but she also loved the idea of the longer skirt. You smile even wider when you realise she found exactly what she was looking for. 

You look to her right where her right arm is looped around the man she considers her father figure at this point: Clint. You bite your lip hiding a small giggle as you see the man just as emotional as you and your fiancé. The two of them make it to the small platform that's been put down on the ground to protect the dress from the grass and dirt. Clint sends you a wink and a pointed glare which you know means don't ever hurt her or I will kill you, before he sits next to his son and Morgan. She passes off the bouquet to Yelena who gets a cheeky wink sent her way from Kate making you huff out a laugh as the woman in front of you giggles, the sound making your heart soar. 

Once she has turned around and settled you take a quick glance to Peter who you had asked to officiate for you. The memory of his excitement makes you laugh, his ramble of happiness as he bounced from wall to wall (literally) will forever be a moment you remember. He nods towards the woman this day is about, with a small smile and you do as he is quietly telling you and look to the love of your life. 

You get lost in her green eyes as she takes your hands in hers. You think back to how you got here through all the heartbreak of losing your friends Tony, Steve and Natasha, who was basically your sister at the end of the day. The three of their initials, the ones on your pocket. You think back to the day Vision rescued her from Sokovia and placed her in your arms as he still didn't understand human emotion and how he knew that you would be someone to help her. 

You remember her crying into your neck as you held a private ceremony, just the two of you, for Pietro when she was strong enough to finally say goodbye. You remember the first time you saw her enter the room with a smile on her face. It lit up when she saw you. It was the first time she had smiled for being happy and not forcing one. You remember the day she came to you and told you all her feelings, spread them out on the table. She let you know she was confused with what she was feeling towards you, never having felt it for another woman before and it makes both you and her laugh every time you bring it up. You remember the time she took you to the roof of the compound and asked you to be her girlfriend, after 2 months of going on dates and helping her figure herself out.

You remember the day you proposed was the same day half the universe disappeared. 

You remember feeling the anguish and at a complete loss. 

You remember shutting yourself off from everyone apart from Natasha, the last person left that you felt comfortable with after the blip. The five years helped to cement the fact that she was most definitely your sister to you.

You remember helping Clint with his mission as Ronan. 

You remember the day he came back without Natasha. The same day Tony gave his life for the greater good. 

You remember the day Bucky lost his best friend because he selfishly stayed with Peggy, but you can't really blame him. If you were in his situation you would like to think you wouldn't have done it, but deep down you know you would. You love her too much to ever leave her in the past if that was ever a possibility.

You remember the moment you spotted red magic in the middle of the final fight. You remember the way she ran to you, with tears in her eyes and falling into your embrace as she apologised for ever leaving. You remember the way you had to remind her she didn't leave by choice, she had been snapped. You remember the emotional kiss you two had shared. You remember her comforting you at Tony's funeral. You remember her helping you to go and see Natasha's grave where you ended up meeting Yelena. 

You remember the way, a year after almost everyone came back, how she asked for your hand in marriage. You remember the way you laughed out a yes saying you had already asked. You remember the way she pulled out a ring and said well this makes it official. You remember the way she held your hands in hers as you both just held each other, thankful to have her back in your arms because even after a year you still had to remind yourself she was really there. 

You blink rapidly, a few tears escaping, as you bring yourself back from the memories Wanda smiling widely as her eyes move left to right to look in yours. You nod in understanding that your thoughts must be loud, and when she gives you a small giggling, ignoring the looks of confusion from everyone. This is a moment you know you will remember forever. When her soft voice, filled with her Sokovian accent, reaches your ears your eyes finally and officially focus back on all of her. 

"There you are my love." 

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#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maxmoff x y/n #wanda x you

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

#will i use these names for future characters? absolutely yes #okay to reblog this #okay to reblog

[leennaan]

A/N this is not my art I got it from pinterest all cred to the artist

A/N also posted on my Wattpad: @ leennaan

I am sorry but this is not proofread

@curiousgalacticsoul here is your request. Sorry that it took me so long but some stuff happend. But anyways here it is:

Endgame's battle of Earth is done, Nat's alive. Now romanogers can finally retire from superhero life and life a peaceful life, maybe near pepperony's home

Endgame's battle of Earth is done, Nat's alive. Now romanogers can finally retire from superhero life and life a peaceful life, maybe near pepperony's home

Today was the 15th of June 2024.

Almost one year after the war against Thanos.

It was one of the most scary days in Steve’s life and at the same time one of the best.

If somebody had told him a year ago that they would win and get everybody back he wouldn’t have believed it.

But here he was, standing in front of a big window looking over the big garden they shared with Tony and Pepper. A long table was standing in front of the Stark house. He could see Pepper decorating the table. Tony was running around with little Morgan, his arm better but still not fully functional. He smiled while watching the small family outside, preparing for Morgan’s Birthday-Party.

A knock on the bedroom door interrupted his train of thoughts.

“Steve?! Are you ready? Pepper is probably already waiting for us.”

He smiled as soon as he heard the voice. Natasha was standing in the door, arms crossed and a small smile on her lips.

Every time he looked at her, he couldn’t believe that she was really there.

The few hours he believed she was dead, were the worst of his life.

The moment she walked out of one of Stranges portals, with her signature smirk, would be forever burned into his brain. The relief he felt when she hugged him, after they won, when he could feel that she was truly there and not just an imagination of his brain.

“Penny for your thoughts.”

Natasha was now standing directly in front of him, her arms wrapped around his shoulder.

“Just how lucky I am to be standing here today, with you by my side. All our friends joining us today to celebrate Morgan’s sixth birthday. I love you, Nat.”

He bent down and connected their lips in a sweet kiss.

“I love you too. Now common, we really need to get going.”

Together they walked outside and then the short path over to Peppers and Tony’s house. They greeted the small family and congratulated the little girl.

“Auntie Nat, Uncle Steve!

Look what Daddy got me! “ Morgan was running up to them with full speed, a little robot similar to Dum-E following her.

Steve and Natasha kneeled down to greet Morgan and to look at her new friend.

“Daddy says he had one just like me now. I named him Griffin, after Harry Potters House! Mommy let me watch the first one together with Peter last time he visited and I want to be in Gryffindor just like Harry.” Rambled Morgan.

She looked cute like that.

“He looks really nice! Griffin is such a good name for your little friend!” Sayed Natasha while she hugged the girl. Griffin standing next to them watching their interaction.

“Uhh I really enjoyed watching Harry Potter when I watched it with Nat. Next time you visited we should watch the second Movie if your Mother allows.”

“Oh yay! Can we? I am going to ask Mummy right away!”

And before either of the two adults could say anything else, Morgan was running away on her search for her Mother.

Steve stood up from his crouching position and held out his hand to help Nat up.

“Come on, let’s great the others.”

While the couple chatted with the birthday girl, some of the others arrived.

Wanda and Vision where standing with Pepper, a big wrapped box in Wandas hands. Morgan was running up to them happy, to see another aunt and kind of uncle of hers.

Clint, Laura and the kids had just arrived and where now walking the path down to them. “Auntie Nat! Uncle Steve! I missed you sooo sooo much!” Nathaniel was the first who spotted them and flung himself into Steve’s arms, who catched him and hoisted him up on his hip.

“We missed you too buddy! How is school? You have to tell me everything!”

While they talked almost everyone else arrived and the birthday party was in full swing.

Around noon it was time for the cake. Everyone was seated around the table, talking and having fun.

Steve had his arm slung around Natasha’s shoulders, while she was talking to Wanda.

He was so happy, that everything turned out like this. That they could be sitting here together as one big family, celebrating Morgan’s Birthday and just enjoying life. But his thoughts were interrupted by a long whistle and Natasha’s head snapped around, whistling back almost immediately. When he looked up to Natasha’s and his house he could make out a small person, who he knew was Yelena, Natasha’s sister.

Natasha had told him about her in the five years of the blip and after they brought everyone back Natasha had tried to contact her for ages, but no luck. Turned out, someone had told Yelena that Natasha had died while fighting against Thanos and she had gone rought. Trying to find the one she thought was responsible for her death. Long story short around the Easter holidays Clint was visiting New York with his kids and Yelena found him, they fought and Clint told her what really happened and afterwards Yelena and Natasha reconnected again.

Natasha had stood up and was now walking towards Yelena, who he now saw wasn’t standing alone. Another woman was standing next to her, taller than Yelena but he couldn’t say who it was.

When they arrived at the table everyone was joyful to see Yelena again. And while everyone greeted the her the other woman was standing next to Clint and his family greeting them and talking to them. “Everyone, may I Introduce you to the new Hawkeye! This is Kate we met while I was in New York, I helped her with some problems and she helped me with Yelena over here!”

“Hey! She did not help you! She was trying to fight me with Hot sauce!”

“Come one Yel. We said we wouldn’t talk about it. Anyways. Hey everyone I am Kate. Kate Bishop. Big fan of you guys. Nice to meet you all.”

It was good to see, that eventho the original Avengers we’re slowly retiring, someone else was brave enough to stand up and do the work.

Steve and Natasha had agreed to stop with the avenging and while he had given Sam the Shield, Natasha had a long talk with Yelena and she agreed to step into her sisters shoes, at least for know.

So now they were sitting all together, new and old generation and just talking about the good things in life.

He jumped a bit when ge heard Nat whispering in his ear. “You are thinking really loud.”

He had to chuckle before he answers her. “ Just thinking about how lucky we are. How lucky I am to have this family. That I have you by my side. I Love you Nat.” The smile that she gave him was a real one. One he saw more and more since they retired. “I love you too, Steve. I am so happy to be here with all of you, and especially you.”

When he leaned in to kiss her. He heard none other than Tony wolf whistle. “Get a room you too.”

Yeah. They were lucky to have this. Family.

All was Well.

#marvel fanfiction #romanogers #request #marvel #family #retirement #the avengers #avengers au #yelena boleva #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #bucky barnes #tony stark #clint barton #pepper potts #morgan stark #peter parker #vision #laura barton #cooper barton #lila barton #nathaniel barton #kate bishop #wanda maximoff #happy birthday #birthday party #fanfiction #after endgame #endgame au

[alescendants]

My Disenchanted thoughts

I know this blog is called alescendants but Disenchanted is still Disney and it makes sense to write my opinions on it here. These are my personal opinions, everyone is entitled to have their own thoughts on this movie.

I wrote a lot so it’s all hiding under the readmore:

PROS

Finally, we know why Giselle was living with animals in the woods!

Morgan calling Giselle ‘Mom’ was so pure ngl

Seeing Giselle, Robert, Edward, and Nancy all being friends years later was so sweet, and the latter two being Sofia’s godparents? My heartt 😭😭

And finally Nancy sings! I keep repeating “For through this wand from Andalasia flows the magic of our magic world to here”, and also Love Power obviously lol

"Congratulations on the increasing size of your progeny." and "Hogwashery!" in this film vs "I don't know what ‘melodramatic’ means" in the first film. Bless you, Edward, you're academic now and I am so proud of you

“Morgan, if you want to be mad, you be mad at me. But you do not talk to your mother like that!” >>>

Robert is the blueprint for all men I swear

Morgan hating the move is all the better when you remember Robert said she’s shy and doesn’t have many friends. I feel you, Morgan, I suck at making friends too 😀🤝

I don’t get why people don’t like the music, I loved all of it! It saved the movie imo.

Maya Rudolph can SINGGGGGGGG

“Nobody ever would bother to tell a tale with Maleficent and with Cruella.” That was good honestly.

Gabriella Baldacchino is so good in this! She can really sing, good for her.

CONS

Everyone saying ‘the whole cast is back’ when Nathaniel wasn't in the movie (as well as Narissa for obvious reasons) felt very weird and wrong to me

Why was Edward barely in the movie?? His himbo energy is a big part of makes the first film so great imo, and while he did steal the three scenes he was in (yes, three), he deserved to be in the movie more. Also this is a personal issue but I hate how he’s never called ‘King Edward’, as I was hoping his Disney Wiki page would be able to be retitled to that lmao. His name is King Edward of Andalasia, put some respect on his name.

And I was hoping he’d have a scene with Morgan detailing his own experiences with wicked stepmothers. But he and Nancy were missing for the whole middle act 😭, AND James Marsden deserved to sing more!

Robert too. Why did they make him an idiot knight? He’s not endearing like Edward, he just annoyed me. And they obviously kept him out of most of the film because True Love’s Kiss would undo Giselle’s wish. It pissed me off how nobody thought of doing that lmao

“We bring love from Andalasia and offer belated birthday cheer.” That was in the trailer, they filmed a part for it. It and the rest of the lyrics are in the official Spotify song, so why was it cut out of the film? So unnecessary.

Same with the Monroeville portion of the opening song, it should’ve been kept in.

The 2D animation sucks, and why did Nancy look so different? She and Idina both don’t have blue eyes, where did that even come from?

I wanted Giselle to go back to Andalasia and for Robert to go there period. We need to fully see how he looks in 2D and how Giselle changed.

And I dislike the implication that Giselle has never returned to Andalasia and shown Robert and Morgan where she grew up. As IF she’d never say goodbye to the animals who raised her. And since Morgan always asked for stories about Andalasia, why not TAKE her there? Literally what is stopping her? It’s bad writing.

And speaking of Morgan, yes teens are angsty but it still hurt to see her fight with Giselle (their relationship in the first movie is precious).

And I’m confused about the whole wicked stepmother thing? “It’s not true what they say, I have met so many kind and wonderful stepmothers.” What happened to that?

But ignoring that, Morgan calling Giselle her stepmother in the argument hurt bad. Because she knows how Giselle (apparently) feels about stepmothers and she was obviously trying to hurt her.

Giselle could’ve done her animal call and it either doesn’t work or ravens and other animals portrayed as villains (snakes, rats like in Lady and the Tramp) show up. That’d fuck her up and it’d be cool to watch! And Morgan sang the animal call in pt 2 of Fairytale Life, she should’ve done it for real.

Malvina was disappointing. I was expecting her to be an Andalasian who Narissa banished, like Giselle. Maybe they’re related (like Ursula and Morgana) and/or she was threatened by her magical competition so she sent her away. And with a name with Malvina, it made sense to me that she’d be Andalasian. Clearly that was the intention and I don’t get why the team behind the movie would trick the audience like that bc it’s the opposite of a good plot twist. Queen Narissa had way less screen time and I prefer her way better.

Plus it’d keep Narissa relevant to the plot which was not the case and I was deeply disappointed.

I predicted that with Monroeville’s slogan literally being “Your Fairy Tale starts here!”, it’d be designed by Malvina to be a trap for Andalasians to find out how they left Andalasia and if she can take their portal back there. Like there was so much potential that went wasted.

And where the hell is Malvina’s husband? (He’s on the billboard with Malvina and Tyson at the entrance of Monroeville, so he definitely existed at one point.) If he’s dead, at least just mention it once?

Why was Morgan and Tyson’s song cut? It’d give him + their relationship much needed development and it’s a cute song.

Rosaleen and Ruby were annoying. I love YNB and Jayma but their characters aggravated me.

Sofia crying after Morgan was pushed down the well could’ve been a chance for Giselle to break away from her evil self to care for her daughter. I thought that’d happen. We all did, right?

There’s probably more but I’ll stop here lol

#this is so messy can you tell i'm bad at tumblr #movie thoughts #disney #enchanted #disenchanted #giselle philip #robert philip #morgan philip #prince edward #king edward #prince edward enchanted #edward enchanted #nancy tremaine #queen narissa #nathaniel #nathaniel enchanted #malvina monroe #tyson monroe #monroeville #maya rudolph #gabriella baldacchino #james marsden #idina menzel

[imsparky2002]

Class of Villainy - Headcanons: Part 1

I imagine that Ivan speaks with a southern accent in this universe (Sounds like a teenaged version of Arthur Morgan. Basically sounds like this)

Nora is actually quite friendly to Lila. Sure, she’s Alya’s lackey, but Nora just has a lovable soul. Lila wishes she could join the side of good.

Lila comes from a poor background, and is generally amazed by how big and expensive this school is. She’d be having a blast if it weren’t for her villainous bullies.

The only people allowed to refer to Queen Candy as her real name of Rose are Juleka and her other villainous classmates.

The monarch kids generally lord their status over the heroic students. Marc, Nathaniel and Rose command the kids to bow down to their power, and expect complete power over these peons. Zoe pretends to be humble and kind, but it’s only an act to seem approachable “for a princess” and she’ll drop the act once she’s elected.

As hybrid rulers, Ismael and Alix attack both humans and especially hybrids. It doesn’t matter if you’re a predator-hybrid or prey-hybrid, they treat you like dirt. It’s a good thing that DuPont is a pretty accepting space for hybrids, and the human students rally to help the bullied hybrids fight back, not that it works.

Chloe is great friends with Marinette and Sabrina, even if she finds the girls to be a bit psycho. The ginger and Marinette start out hating one another, and Chloe decides to help them get along, for the sake of evil and for advancing her own plans. She organizes a shopping spree with the girls, who find out they have a hatred for cute animals (Marinette hates dogs, and Sabrina hates mice). They become frenemies (They’re friendly, but they’ll still bicker and argue with eachother at all times.)

Nino feels a bit insecure about himself. Compared to those in the group who have magical powers, athletic skills, big muscles, are, goddesses, royalty, or just plain murderers, Nino’s just a dude who’s good at conning. Hell! Denise can scam people, but they have magic! His friends and girlfriend are able to cheer him up, reminding him that his love for being a bad guy is what got him in here in the fist place. He’s a villain, and it doesn’t matter how small the crimes are.

Zoe and Cosette have the sense to act like their canon selves when interacting with classmates, in order to gain power and votes for becoming the School President and Vice President

For three years, Adrien, Kagami, and Luka fight to win Marinette’s cruel heart. She knows about their attraction, and finds their obsession to be romantic. She lets Adrien and Kagami scheme and fight one another, while Luka just tries his best, and she revels in the drama. Right before graduation, she tells them that she has love in her heart for all of them. They decide to join forces as a maniacal polycule. They can all be villainous lovers, and the whole group celebrates with a party.

The classes genuinely like to be teammates with one another. Sure there’s rivalry from various students, but it’s friendly, and they’re loyal to the end.

And that’s just part 1 of my headcanons. Lemme know what you think. As always @artzychic27 and @msweebyness. I’d love to hear everybody’s headcanons in replies, reblogs, and new posts.

#class of villainy #headcanons #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #disney #disneyau

[hitchell-mope]

MCU sword and sorcery au

This is a purely medieval setting like Narnia, the dragon prince or Warcraft. Mostly because I don’t want to clog up my modern fantasy/88 tag. Anyway. Let’s begin

The kingdom of California: oldest kingdom, technologically advanced and prosperous. Allied with Manhattan.

Anthony Stark. King

Virginia Stark. Queen.

Morgan Stark. Only child and heir

Peter Parker. Anthony’s ward and squire

Harley Keener. Anthony’s beneficiary and squire.

James Rhodes. Knight and Anthony’s best friend

Harold Hogan. Anthony’s bodyguard

May Hogan. Peter’s aunt and guardian. Virginia’s lady’s maid. Harold’s wife

Steven Stark. Anthony’s adoptive brother. Wanda’s husband.

Buchanan Stark. Anthony’s adoptive brother.

Bruce Banner. Court inventor. Cursed to be a wereorc.

Michelle Jones. Rhodes’s ward. Peter’s lover.

Edward Leeds. Bruce’s apprentice. Peter’s best friend

Carol Danvers. Anthony’s court mage.

Nicolas Fury. Anthony’s chief advisor.

Maria Hill. Captain of the army

The Kingdom of Manhattan: made up mostly of farmers and archers but still advanced and prosperous. Allied with California.

Clinton Barton. King.

Laura Barton. Queen

Cooper Barton. First born and heir

Lila Barton. Middle child.

Nathaniel Barton. Youngest child

Natasha Banner. Clinton’s adoptive sister. Captain of the army. Bruce’s wife

Wanda Rogers. Clinton’s ward and court mage. Stevens wife.

Pietro Maximoff. Clinton’s ward, Wanda’s twin brother and assistant.

Thomas Rogers. Wanda’s son. Inherited her magic. Steven’s stepson

William Rogers. Wanda’s son. Inherited her magic. Thomas’s twin brother. Steven’s stepson

Kate Bishop. Clinton’s ward and star archer.

Yelena Belova. Natasha’s long lost sister. Knight in training

Allies to the allied kingdoms: these people live on the border between California and Manhattan and have helped them both. Sometimes against their better judgment

Henry Pym. Inventor.

Janet Pym. Inventor. Henry’s wife

Scott Lang. Small time bandit. Ally to Steven Stark

Hope Lang. Inventor. Henry and Janet’s daughter. Scott’s second wife

James Paxton. Sheriff.

Margaret Paxton. James Paxton’s wife. Scott’s ex wife

Cassandra Lang. Scott and Maggie’s daughter

Stephen Strange. Healer. Sorcerer at Kamar-Taj.

Kingdom of Asgard and the Guardians: Asgard is a kingdom in the vast mountain ranges. The Guardians are a group of freelance mercenaries currently settled in the kingdom

Thor Odinson. King

Valkyrie Odinson. Queen

Loki Laufeyson. Frost Giant. Thor’s adoptive brother. And a constant pain in his side.

Sylvie Laufeydottir. Frost Giant. Loki’s literal other half and lover

Peter Quill. Half dark magus. Leader of the Guardians. Grew up as part of the marauding Ravagers before setting off on his own

Gamora Quill. Orc. Adoptive daughter of a warlord before she escaped. Fantastic warrior. Quill’s wife.

Drax. Troll. A great warrior and chieftain until his entire clan was wiped out. Now allied with Quill

Rocket. Used to be a regular human. But was cursed into the form of a sentient raccoon. Weapons expert

Groot. The spirit of a sentient tree. Rocket’s surrogate son

Mantis Quill. Half wood elf. Half dark magus. Peter Quill’s half sister. Drax’s adoptive daughter

Kraglin Obfonteri. Human. Quill’s adoptive brother in their old Ravagers clan

Nebula Obfenteri. Dark elf. Gamora’s adoptive sisters. Also escaped from Thanos a little while after her. Sees Anthony as a father figure. Kraglin’s wife.

The heretic hoard: criminals, murderers and villains working against the allied kingdoms

Thanos. Orc warlord. Kidnapped trained and abused Gamora and Nebula from a young age

Obadiah Stane. Anthony’s old regent. Uses his knowledge of the kingdom to help the hoard win

Quentin Beck. Dark magus. Anthonys former mage. Is the only one who’s ever come close to beating Parker in a fight.

Yon-Rogg. Carol’s former mentor who intentionally sabotaged her training to keep her under his thumb.

Agatha Harkness. Psychotic witch. Wanda’s nemesis.

Alexander Pearce. Former friend and ally of Nicholas Fury.

Mobius M Mobius. Loki and Sylvia’s former captor.

Eugene Thompson. Dark magus in training. Quentin’s protégé. Peter Parker’s old bully.

#marvel cinematic universe #pepperony #brutasha #scarlet america #spideychelle #claura #langdyne #thorkyrie #starmora #sylki #kragula #sword and sorcery au

[justsomerandomfanfic]

The Beginning - Knight Steve Rogers X Prince Loki Odinson

Title: The Beginning

Knight Steve Roger X Prince Loki Odinson

Additional Characters: Bucky, Peter, Sam, Kate (OC), Odin (Mentioned), Frigga (Mentioned), Thor (Mentioned), Hela (Mentioned), Wanda (Mentioned), Vision (Mentioned), Tommy (Mentioned), Billy (Mentioned), Tony (Mentioned), Pepper (Mentioned), Morgan (Mentioned), Clint (Mentioned), Laura (Mentioned), Cooper (Mentioned), Lila (Mentioned), and Nathaniel (Mentioned)

WC: 1,501

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Across the unruly Matrun Sea, over the Elliswood Mountains, and through the Misty Woods lived the Kingdom of Asgardia. There, King Odin and Queen Frigga reside with their children, Princess Hela, Prince Thor, and Prince Loki. They lived in great harmony with the three other Kingdoms around them; The Kingdom Westenview, The Kingdom of New Yorkshire, and The Kingdom of Iowania. These Kingdoms together are strong allies, helping each other in times of need. 

The Kingdom of Westenview was ruled by Queen Wanda and King Vision, along with their two children, Prince Tommy and Prince Billy. Their Kingdom is great and fuels the lands with extravagant harvests each year, keeping the lands fresh and bountiful for whom all live there. 

The Kingdom of New Yorkshire was ruled by King Anthony and Queen Virginia, also known as Queen Pepper, who were close to her. Together, they brought Princess Morgan into the world, their heir to the New Yorkshire throne. Their Kingdom together brought large quantities of the finest silks and fabrics. Clothing the needy and warming up their Kingdom’s people in the harsh winter.

The Kingdom of Iowania was ruled by King Clint and Queen Laura and their children; Prince Cooper, Princess Lila, and their youngest, Prince Nathaniel. Their Kingdom brought strong and fierce weapons for their army and their ally’s army around them. Training their people with the best swords and bows and arrows. 

Lastly, the Kingdom of Asgardia, as said before, home of the King and Queen and their children. They provide the best tutors and prophets, teaching their Kingdom and their allies the best knowledge that money can offer. And, along with their fine teachings, they had the best Knight school in the land. 

Sir Steven Rogers was a part of the Knight School, along with his friends; Sir Sam, Sir James, and the young Peter. Peter was Steve’s knight in training, and it was his job to teach the young squire the ways around a sword and how to take down any possible enemies. The young Squire Peter had come a long way from when he first stepped foot in the knight’s barracks, and Steve was sure Peter would join the knight’s table in time. 

As Steve woke up for the day, the sun was barely rising, coating the sky in a bright yellow and orange. The birds were quietly chirping, waking up for the day as he had. Steve yawned and stretched, quickly grabbing his knightly apparel and getting ready for the long day ahead of him. 

Stepping out to the main hall of the knight’s barracks, Steve knocked on Sir Knight James’s door. James had been Steve’s friend ever since they were children, spending most of their time either tending to their parents far dreaming of a different life, or sword fighting with sticks in the Misty Woods. Earning James the nickname, Bucky from Steve, and Punk from Bucky. Soon, the both of them began training to become knights for the Royal Kingdom, and along the way, they met Sir Sam. 

Sam was as loyal as they came, and as dedicated to his dreams as he is to the Kingdom’s cause. Steve and Bucky immediately befriended Sam, and thus a powerful friendship grew. 

Steve waited as the door slowly opened, a sleepy Bucky appearing from within the darkness of the room. Rubbing his eyes, Bucky yawned and looked towards his longtime best friend.

“Yeah?” Bucky spoke, voice gruff and full of sleep.

Steve rolled his eyes with a faint smile on his face.

“We have training in an hour.” Steve explained and Bucky groaned.

He just wanted a day off.

“But we trained yesterday…” Bucky spoke up, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes in annoyance. 

“And we’ll keep training until Queen Frigga chooses a captain. Now, wake Sam up, I know he’s in there with you.” Steve spoke with a smirk, leaving to the kitchens. 

Bucky’s face flushed deeply, his eyes slightly wide as he shut the door. Lighting the candles around the room, Sam slowly awoke from his nightly slumber. 

“Steve knows, Sam.” Bucky spoke up, hands rubbing his cheeks in embarrassment.

“Oh, he’s known for a while,” Sam reassured him. 

Steve walked into the kitchen, Kate, the head cook, met him at the entrance. Brushing her hands on her floured apron she gave the knight a bright smile. 

“Hello, Steven! What can I do for you?” Kate asked, and Steve returned the smile.

“Three servings of breakfast please. Has the family started?” Steve asked and Kate nodded.

“Yes, they have. Though, I believe the Prince wants to speak to you after training today.” Kate smirked and raised her eyebrows suggestively. 

“Well, thank you, Kate. I’ll be sure to see what the Prince needs. Could you send the food down when ready?” Steve asked and Kate nodded, before running back into the kitchen to prepare the food.

Swords clash in the air, as Steve’s sword meets Peter’s. Peter pulls away, breathless before swinging his sword at Steve with a small battle cry, aiming for Steve’s open side. Steve blocks his attack, drawing back and taking a swing at the young lad. Peter tried to hold off Steve’s attack, using all of his strength to try and push off Steve’s sword, failing and falling down on his back with a thud. Breathing heavily, Peter watched as Steve raised his sword to Peter’s neck.

“Do you surrender?” Steve asked, seemingly unfazed from the tiresome training.

Peter sighed and nodded, Steve pulled the sword away, seething it.

“You did well, Peter. Take a break.” He spoke, giving the boy a hand and pulling him up. 

Taking a drink from his water flask from his belt, Peter walked over to watch Bucky and Sam joust, riding on the backs of magnificent horses, carrying mighty lances. 

Steve gave a sigh and wiped his brow, noticing a figure off in the distance resting against a tree. Hiding the smile on his face, Steve walked over, resting his hands on his hips.

Prince Loki has visited Steve ever since they were young teenagers, spending time together during Steve’s knightly breaks and when Loki decided to ditch class with his tutor for the day. Some days Loki would just read as Steve practiced his swordsmanship on a tree. Just spending time in each other's presence. It was calming to both of them. And some days, Loki would confide in Steve. Those were Steve’s favorite days.

This must be another one of them.

“Your majesty…” He began, as the figure pushed off the tree, walking over.

“My… I truly enjoyed the show.” Prince Loki smirked, giving the Knight a small applause. 

“Kate said you wanted to speak to me.” Steve spoke, crossing his arms.

“Ah, yes. I did want to speak to you. It is quite important.” The Prince spoke, tapping his index finger on his chin.

Steve said nothing, waiting for Loki to continue.

“Well, alright… I’ll tell you. Since you are so excited to hear…” Loki began, flipping his hair over his shoulder dramatically. “My parents are throwing a ball for me to find a betrothed. A waste of time really. It’s not like I will find the person of my dreams or love of my life there.”

Steve narrowed his eyes in confusion, uncrossing his arms. “What do you mean?” 

Loki rolled his eyes, sighing. “I have fallen for a peasant, and I doubt good ol’ mother and father would understand that.”

Steve’s eyes widened comically wide, his jaw dropping.

“Okay, first off, that’s rude, even for you, Prince. And, two… You are in love with a commoner!?” 

Loki rushed over, covering Steve’s mouth with his hand, eyes glancing at the fellow knights a ways away.

“Could you be any louder? Shout it from the mountain tops if you must.” Loki spoke, dropping his hand, and glaring at the knight before him.

“I won’t tell anyone. But, you should tell the King and Queen, they must kno-”

Steve began but Loki interrupted him.

“So what? They can tell me I can’t marry a commoner and force me to marry the first perfect royal they see?” He spoke frustratedly, throwing his hands in the air with an angry sigh.

“Maybe they would let you be with whomever you love…” Steve tried but Loki shook his head.

“No, and even if my mother lets me, my father will overthrow her decision. You know how he loves to watch me suffer.” 

Steve said nothing more, the frown on his face deepening.

“And, if you tell anyone about this, I’ll make sure neither you or your knight friends will become Captain.” Loki threatened, staring down at the knight.

Steve sighed, closing his eyes, nodding.

Loki smirked and turned on his heels, turning back to the side castle entrance.

“Prince Loki.” Steve called out, forcing the Prince to stop and turn to Steve.

“What are you going to do?” He asked and Loki turned back around, his back facing Steve.

“I’ll do what I must…”

#knight steve rogers #prince loki odinson #steve x loki #loki x steve #steve rogers x loki odinson #cute fluff #mcu #gay #marvel mcu #the avengers #slight angst

[mlek13]

Spring, Year 7: Collin

Since I was in their corner of the kingdom and I was eager to see how Morgan and Christian’s engagement plays out, I played the Collin family first before the other merchants instead of as the very last family of the season like I did last time.  Unfortunately, that means I didn’t give Brenna a chance to react to the engagement or try to win Christian back before I played him again.

The Collin family owns and manages three businesses that are all but obsolete at this point.  One of them is the church lot that I had planned for my upper class families to visit regularly.  (That hasn’t happened in a long time.)  It also has a small graveyard and I knew there should be a few new graves there that I would need to sort out, so I decided to send Morgan and Christian there to get married.

Morgan was pregnant, so I made sure she ate well before they left.  Then I had to hire a nanny to watch her toddler son, Merrick, and by the time she showed up, the teens were home from school and I didn’t need her.  It wasn’t off to a great start.

The graves that were supposed to be on the lot were missing.  I have graves of several sims I have been unable to find.  I can summon the lost sims to the lot, but I can’t get their graves to respawn.

I used the summoner to bring their friends and family to the lot (including Mallory who was still at work and the teens who were supposed to be babysitting.)

When I tried to click on the wedding arch, I couldn’t and thought maybe they were unable to get married on a community lot, but then I noticed they were no longer engaged and they must have broken off their engagement when I wasn’t looking.  Normally, I would take that as a sign not to make them get married, but since I went to all of the trouble of bringing everyone here, I had them get married anyway.

I’m sure it’s just cold feet and I hope they will be happy together.

(Also I noticed the flowers and candles are purple since the last wedding I had here was a Royal wedding.  I don’t remember if it was Florian and Laurel’s wedding or maybe Queen Rosalin and Kevin’s wedding.)

It can’t be a good omen when Mallory, mother-of-the-bride, gets struck by lightning during the ceremony.

(And don’t think I don’t see the wedding guests who are tempting fate by playing catch in the graveyard during a lightning storm.)

When Mallory returns home from work, she collapses on the sidewalk.  (A delayed response to the lightning strike?)

I was kind of torn about whether to intervene or not, but I had Morgan step up.

Morgan:  Please, she’s my mother and it’s my wedding day!

She wins and Mallory lives another day.  Yay!

The ghost of Nathaniel, Mallory’s dearly departed husband, is present when Morgan goes into labor.

It’s a baby girl!  Her name is Misty.

Nathaniel is the best ghost ever.  He’s so respectful and helpful.  I don’t think I’ve seen a ghost do chores before.  I’m glad I didn’t send his grave to the cemetery.

Mallory and Nathaniel’s youngest child, Amanda, is now an adult.

I don’t know what the future has in store for her.  Right now, she’s helpful, lending a hand with her baby niece.

Christian falls into the role of stepfather really well.

I’m not sure when or how Christian got to be close with his Aunt Valerie, but I encourage them to build their relationship and hope to get them to BFF status.  Noble connections can only help the family.

Valerie doesn’t socialize with the lower classes much.

Valerie:  Oh, there aren’t any rats here at all!  How nice!

Meanwhile, Malcolm gets to know his Uncle Jay better.

Morgan’s middle child, Merrick, celebrates his child birthday.  (And doesn’t he look thrilled to be doing so?)

I start looking for romantic partners for the young people in the household.  Monica is a definite no for Malcolm.

He has his sights set higher, like Mia Lewis.

Amanda does not seem as class conscious and won’t say no to a kiss from Jonas.  He has a lot of other love interests and doesn’t seem the type to settle down, so I hope she doesn’t pin her hopes on him.

As a little background, the Collin family started when I needed a business manager for the properties owned by the Royal family.  These included The Shore (a beach lot where all my Peasants had to go to do their fishing), The Farmer’s Market (which sold the fruits collected when sims visited The Shore and later general groceries, and comfort soup) and The Church.  I recruited a townie named Audrey Collin to be the placeholder sim to own these properties so the queen (then Queen Liliana) wouldn’t make too many enemies from her aggressive sales tactics.

Since then I started adding ponds to the peasants’ lots, so I quit using The Shore for that purpose.  This season I had Morgan sell it and transfer part of the funds to the Royal household.  I tried to make a go of the Farmers Market, by making my sims go there to buy food, but since there was little to no socializing going on during these trips, it seemed kind of pointless.  (I’m lazy, so I usually end up selling the refrigerator and buying a new one when my sims get low on food.  It’s easier than waiting for another lot to load or waiting for delivery.)  I don’t use the Church lot much either, so it might make sense for them to sell all three eventually.

The lot I moved Audrey to was very narrow and on the side of a hill, because I hadn’t originally planned for her to be playable, but of course her family took off and grew, so I decided it was time to move them to a better lot that is less cramped.  So at the end of the season I built a new home for the Collin family to move into for the start of the next round.

#ts2 #the sims 2 #sims 2 #royalkingdomchallenge #merchant class #collin household #unofficial households

[ao3feed-petermj]

Spiders & Widows & Ronins

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/aDKS8GN by Rain_cloudsx “With great power comes great responsibility.” Peter croaked. Bucky gripped his hand with his metal one and offered him a sad smile. “And that’s why great power should be shared.” (Aka a Clint & Bucky adopt Peter post NoWayHome / new gen Avengers au / Peter’s parents were SHIELD Agents au) Words: 2781, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Hawkeye (TV 2021), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M Characters: Peter Parker, Clint Barton, Laura Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Yelena Belova, Kate Bishop, Lila Barton, Nathaniel Pietro Barton, Cooper Barton, Stephen Strange, Happy Hogan, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts, Michelle Jones, Ned Leeds Relationships: Clint Barton & Peter Parker, Kate Bishop & Peter Parker, Yelena Belova & Peter Parker, Laura Barton & Peter Parker, Cooper Barton & Peter Parker, Nathaniel Pietro Barton & Peter Parker, Lila Barton & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Ned Leeds, Peter Parker & Michelle Jones, Clint Barton/Laura Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Happy Hogan & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Peter Parker & Stephen Strange, James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Sam Wilson Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Canon Continuation, Post-Movie: Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021), Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker is Trying His Best, Peter Parker has PTSD, Peter Parker Angst, Peter Parker Has Issues, Swearing, Deaf Clint Barton, Clint Barton Needs a Hug, Protective Clint Barton, Clint Barton's Farm, Asexual Yelena Belova, Asexual Kate Bishop, Clint Barton Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Clint Barton Acting as Kate Bishop's Parental Figure, Bucky Barnes Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Protective Bucky Barnes, Gay Bucky Barnes, Gay Sam Wilson, Bisexual Peter Parker, Bisexual Clint Barton read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/aDKS8GN

#spideychelle #PeterMJ #petermjane

[ao3feed-sambucky]

Spiders & Widows & Ronins

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/vqz6WLt by Rain_cloudsx “With great power comes great responsibility.” Peter croaked. Bucky gripped his hand with his metal one and offered him a sad smile. “And that’s why great power should be shared.” (Aka a Clint & Bucky adopt Peter post NoWayHome / new gen Avengers au / Peter’s parents were SHIELD Agents au) Words: 2781, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Hawkeye (TV 2021), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M Characters: Peter Parker, Clint Barton, Laura Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Yelena Belova, Kate Bishop, Lila Barton, Nathaniel Pietro Barton, Cooper Barton, Stephen Strange, Happy Hogan, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts, Michelle Jones, Ned Leeds Relationships: Clint Barton & Peter Parker, Kate Bishop & Peter Parker, Yelena Belova & Peter Parker, Laura Barton & Peter Parker, Cooper Barton & Peter Parker, Nathaniel Pietro Barton & Peter Parker, Lila Barton & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Ned Leeds, Peter Parker & Michelle Jones, Clint Barton/Laura Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Happy Hogan & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Peter Parker & Stephen Strange, James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Sam Wilson Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Canon Continuation, Post-Movie: Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021), Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker is Trying His Best, Peter Parker has PTSD, Peter Parker Angst, Peter Parker Has Issues, Swearing, Deaf Clint Barton, Clint Barton Needs a Hug, Protective Clint Barton, Clint Barton's Farm, Asexual Yelena Belova, Asexual Kate Bishop, Clint Barton Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Clint Barton Acting as Kate Bishop's Parental Figure, Bucky Barnes Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Protective Bucky Barnes, Gay Bucky Barnes, Gay Sam Wilson, Bisexual Peter Parker, Bisexual Clint Barton read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/vqz6WLt

#Bucky #Captain America #Winter Soldier #Sam Wilson #James Barnes #Falcon #SamBucky #BuckySam #IFTTT #ao3feed

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

Glee ocs Masterlist

Name: Dulcie Klempt

Story: Untitled

Quote: So many people know me. I wish I did. I wish someone would tell me about me.

FC: Kristine Froseth

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Name: Elliott Walker

Story: True Colors

Love Interest: Rory Flanagan

Quote: I want to be great or nothing.

FC: Tom Holland

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Name: Jean St James

Story: Untitled

Quote: I want to be myself again. I want to be six, I want to stop knowing everything I know.

FC: Olivia Rodrigo

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Name: Kaylee Hummel

Story: Untitled

Love Interest: Sam Evans

Quote: Today at least you are you, and that's enough.

FC: Danielle Rose Russell

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Name: Maya Puckerman

Story: Untitled

Quote: I never look back, darling. It distracts from the now.

FC: Alexia Demie

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Name: Melanie Jay

Story: Untitled

Quote: I'd be respected if I couldn't be loved.

FC: Hailee Steinfeld

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Name: Mirabelle Ryder

Story: Untitled

Quote: But I know about suffering, if that helps. I know that it ends.

FC: Sofia Carson

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Name: Morgan Smith

Story: Untitled

Quote: What version of me do they want? How should I shape myself in order to win them over?

FC: Lili Reinhart

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Name: Nathaniel Simmons

Story: True Colors

Love Interest: Kurt Hummel & Blaine Anderson

Quote: I still remember you as a child overwatering plants because you didn't know when to stop giving.

FC: Froy Gutierrez

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Name: Zeke Wright

Story: Untitled

Quote: Now that I'm free to be myself, who am I?

FC: Dylan Sprayberry

#masterlist #glee masterlist

[victoriahughes]

I've had a really great weekend and finally getting to meet some TVD/TO cast has been soo good. Also met Kellan Lutz as well. Got some selfies, which I'll post up today's selfies (Sebastian Roche and Kellan Lutz) tomorrow probably. I would definitely love to meet Riley, Nathaniel, and Paul again, also wouldn't mind meeting Sebastian Roche and getting a proper photoshoot done with him.

But Daniel Gillies is still high on my list of people to meet. Would also love to meet Michael Malarkey, Claire Holt, Nina Dobrev, and Candice King. Didn't meet Ian this time, but wouldn't mind meeting him as well. Ooh and Joseph Morgan, and also Caspar who plays Finn.

#conventions #liverpool comic con #comic con wish list

[antialiart]

Some silliness happened and I drew a Natetaur

#blacklight eternal #pokemon #mudkip #the great nathaniel morgan #daily antialiart #colored

[frenchrebelfries]

Last one pt2

AN: tbh I really didn't know what I was writing so... yep Happy reading I guess?...

Two years have passed by and still, no sign of Natasha coming back to you, you saw her at Tony’s funeral but before you got to her she already left, at Clint’s funeral but she only shut you out as you called to her and again she disappeared. You knew that she had been staying at her family’s house in Russia you sneak there out one time just to see her and go back on your way, you keep sending her gifts and letters every month but you knew she throw them out still you keep insisting sending it.

Through the years slowly everyone left, first was Steve who insisted that he would bring back the stone and stayed back to his time, Banner, Bucky, Thor, Sam, and even Wanda. You were the one left in the compound, you wanted to retire having enough of this superhero gig you got yourself into but without you, no one will be taking missions and you are still protecting Barton’s family as Clint’s enemies got a tip about them.

Morgan and Pepper had been great, Morgan sometimes misses her father Tony but she’s too smart for her age as she understands everything, she’s a Stark after all.

It was hard balancing all of them but they left them to you, you were dying to take a break but with one wrong move, everything you’re protecting would be gone.

Still, in deep thoughts, you heard Lila’s voice calling you out of your daze

“Aunt Y/n?....” you quickly shifted your eyes to Lila who is now holding a bow and arrow

“Are you okay Aunt Y/N?” you just chuckled and ruffle her hair

“yes... I was just thinking about something kid, so… oh wow you really did improve your archery” you quickly change the topic as you gaze upon the target board 50 meters in front of you.

She smirked like her father did back in the days.

“of course I did, by the way, can you come with me to my school on Friday? Its Parents Day and Mom said to ask you since she would be attending Nathaniel and Cooper’s school…” she sounded nervous so you gave her a smile lightening up her mood.

“Sure, what time should I arrive?” you asked giving her a new arrow

“9 am would be cool” she pulled the string of her bow and let it go as the arrow was sent flying hitting the bullseye

“consider it done”

.

By night you arrive at the compound landing the quinjet before entering the empty building you currently call your home.

Before you arrive at your room you felt your phone vibrate as you saw Fury’s name as the caller name

Another mission again?

You just sighed and answered it

“I need you to extract some information in Germany Y/N, all the other agents are on a mission and-“ you cut him off

“I’ll be leaving in 10, send me the info” you rushed to your room and started packing wanting this mission to be over

“on it” you heard him as you ended the call and soon followed the information you needed for extraction.

“I really need a vacation” you whispered while packing your stuff up and zipping the duffle you had leaving to Germany.

.

.

“Shit!” you hiss in pain while you’re dressing up you cut in forearm wrapping it up with a bandage and cleaning the small cut on your left cheek and a big gash on your back before slipping to clean clothes, the mission took longer than expected since you didn’t have a backup, you are now cruising your way back to America to attend Lila’s parent day.

Your body ached when you reached Lila’s school with the truck you borrowed from Laura, you got off the truck at exactly 9:00 am and saw Lila waving at you by the front of the school door with a big smile adorning her face. If you're the one who jumped... It would be Clint who would be seeing his daughter like this.

The day ends with Lila being happy and you being too drowsy that you can’t even feel the pain of your whole body.

Taking Lila home and Laura asking you to stay for a night which you kindly decline and ending up at your bed in the compound you lonely stayed in and was succumbed to darkness.

.

You woke up with a loud ringing out of your phone which you quickly answered

“Y/N are busy right now?” Pepper’s voice welcomed you

“No, why? is there a problem?” you groan in pain forgetting your injuries as you rolled out of your bed

“I’m really sorry that I woke you up this early it’s just I have an emergency meeting in Paris right now and I really don’t have someone to babysit Morgan, can you please look after her for a bit?” Pepper asked, her voice sounding concerned.

“Sure Peps I’ll be there”

You heard her sighted in relief thanking you before ending the call, you quickly badge up your wounds and left not knowing your bed was soaking with your blood.

.

.

With the help of Natasha’s family especially Yelena, they have convinced her to go back to America…

to go back to you,

Natasha never knew the situation back in the compound you all called home expecting you to be there and as well as the others, she was still angry and still in grieve of the loss of her best friend but Yelena had been explaining to her that they will be needing closure and clear things up with you

That forgiveness is the best way to let go of the anger she felt and maybe a new fresh start would welcome her.

Natasha with Yelena made their way inside the silent compound

“Are you sure that someone lives here? This looks like a really clean abandoned building, Do ghosts clean houses?” Yelena spoke asking her sister some questions as Natasha ignored her as they walked inside the compound, Natasha was also confused because by this time Wanda or Bucky would be making breakfast with the others watching tv in the common room but now not even a single noise is heard.

“come let’s see their rooms” The sisters continued to walk stopping at Banner’s room as Natasha knocks on the door but nobody answered

“I guess they're all-out, Yelena said as they skipped the doors of the others

“I suppose” Natasha whispered still in a daze thinking where the others are

Yelena saw a slightly opened door which she rushed into

“Hey sis this one is open” Natasha’s eyes glance at her sister as saw her open the door of the room…

Y/N’s room

“Yelena it’s bad to barge in someone’s room-“ the sisters stopped as they saw the bed was drenched with blood, Natasha quickly barged in accidentally pushing Yelena to the door

“Ow! So what is it about you telling it’s bad to barge into someone’s room?” Yelena rolled her eyes following Natasha as she examined the blood on the bed.

“it’s still wet…she must have just left…” Natasha’s eyes roam in your room and notice how clean it was aside from some books pilled beside the bed and some sleeping pills on the nightstand, you were a messy person so it’s really surprising for her not to see some misplaced clothes, leftover take-outs or even weapons and ammunition inside.

Natasha closed in on your nightstand where a photo frame that fell or intentionally put face down which Natasha pick up…

It was the picture of you both…

“whoever the owner of the room must be in rush this morning” Yelena joked as she saw the bloody old bandages and clothes inside the bathroom with some scattered stimulant pills and pain reliever pills by the sink.

“she must be… Y/N is a messy person it’s really surprising that her room is this clean…” Natasha answered her which shocked Yelena

“This is Y/N room?!”

“hm… let’s start cleaning this bloody bed shall we dear sister” Natasha said picking up the bedsheet of her lover as Yelena groan

.

You were almost dead as a rat when you came home, it was getting dark and you’re really exhausted from playing games with Morgan, the child was too hype for you, the bags under your eyes were still visible since you didn’t get a great sleep last night.

You drag yourself up walking towards your room but stopping by Natasha’s room taking your time in front of it before moving on, you reached the door of your room when a call interrupted you

It was Fury… again…

Groaning in disbelief as you answered it walking inside your room finding it a bit cleaner than you left it this morning but you continue on listening to Fury about this rescue mission of kidnapped people in Iran and want you there as soon as possible, this would be a bit better since you have some backup and a three-man team mission, popping up some stimulant pill to keep me awake on the mission and making you a way to the quinjet as it made a loud noise, before you took off you saw Yelena running towards the pad waving her hand like a maniac and soon followed her was Natasha….

What are they doing here?

“Heyyyy!!” you heard Yelena yell so you turn the engine off before exiting the quinjet

They look a little shocked maybe because of the bags under your eyes or because you look like a person who was thrown in the lava and was dragged across America

“what are you both doing here?”

“were here to visit, I took Natasha from Russia to here am I great or what” Yelena smiled at you sounding proud of what she did

“oh” that was the only thing you said… you don’t know what will you tell her to ask how is she? Why is she here? Did she come to officially break up? Or does she want to pick up her stuff back?

“where are you going?” her voice ringed on my ears…. It’s been almost forever since you heard her voice, still sounds like an angel whispering to me.

You were quickly cut off on your daydreaming and cleared your throat

“Mission” you answered as your phone ringed again and quickly answered it

“where are you Y/N the clock is ticking” you heard Fury said

“yeah, yeah calm your tits old man I’m on my way” you told him and ended the call before he can reply

You turned your attention to the sisters sending an apologetic look to them

“as much as I like to stay I still I have a mission right now, make yourself at home and if you’re looking for your weapon and other stuff there at the armory with your name labeled on it or in your room… I’ll be leaving then” and you left.

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“Well, that went great!” Yelena sarcastically said as she turned to her sister after the quinjet took off, Yelena’s eyed her sister with worry as it is rare to see the redhead assassin so focused on someone who she said she ‘doesn’t care anymore’

“Y/N looks tired Yelena…” Natasha’s voice cracked as she faced her sister with tears threatening to fall from her forest-green eyes that she would never let go

Yelena just sighed and pulled her sister in a hug and bringing her inside the compound.

The only thing that’s in Natasha’s mind is to fix things with you.

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“Nice job team, we will be having our special training again starting next month so feel free to have a time off” you told the team you trained for the past two years, you heard them groan but replied ‘Okay’ to you and left them to face Natasha if she’s still there… maybe she left again like she did back then?

You arrive at the compound around 7 am the sun way up passed from the horizon, the pills you took wore off, and now all you wanted to do is to feel your bed and take a long sleep.

Fury gave you a month off thanks to the constant mission that he’s been giving you

You passed by the kitchen where you saw Natasha cooking some breakfast…

She cooks now? You asked yourself, Natasha was an awesome agent but never a great cook. Seeing her there makes you to never want her to leave ever again.

It’s been a while since someone actually used the kitchen, Wanda sometimes stopped by and cooked you some foods but that visit was over 8 or 9 months ago, you never bother to use it aside from practicing baking with Morgan since she wanted to bake some cake and cookies last year.

She must have sensed your presence as she swiftly turned her head towards you and smiled, you drank her appearance well.

She is still beautiful in all ways, she looks healthier now and looked really cute on the apron she had on, it was given by Morgan last Christmas it had some sparkling thingy with some bunny that she always liked.

“breakfast is ready, why don’t you set the table so we can eat”

Not wanting to disappoint the Redhead, you nodded and started to set the table for breakfast as Yelena’s blonde hair poke out

“Good morning” she greeted as you both greeted her back, she still yawning and rubbing her eyes which made you chuckle at her, you still feel a bit sleepy but with the food in front of you

you can never say no. you three started to eat and was about to put a spoon of food in your mouth

Until your phone rang

the sisters attention turned back to you as you pulled out your phone seeing Laura calling you which you answered immediately

“Aunt Y/N” you heard Lila’s voice sounding in distress as ruffling sound filled the background

“Lila? What’s wrong?” You immediately asked her, thinking things in worst-case scenario

You felt Natasha freeze as she looked at you wanting to know what could have gotten wrong

“I can’t find my spare arrows Aunt Y/N, mom’s going to kill me if she knew I lost them!” you sighed in relief chuckling a bit.

“I think you hid them in the barn beside the table Lila, did you check the barn yet?” you were only answered by silence knowing for the fact that she didn’t, Lila may be a smart kid but she losses things too easily

“yep I think I got it, thanks Aunt Y/N” she cheerfully said and ended the call. Looking up you saw Natasha’s stares.

“you kept contact with the Barton’s?” she asked you

“yeah… some of Clint’s enemies got a hold of their information so I have to step in” you answered, you saw her looking regretful knowing that her best friend’s family were put in danger but she never knew.

“they’ve been missing you, you should try to visit them some times” you told her wanting to lighten up her mood as she only gave you a fake smile in reply and you both silently started to eat again.

“Well this is awkward” Yelena cut in making you chuckle at her and Natasha rolling her eyes.

This atmosphere feels like home, being with Natasha feels like home.

Maybe things would be different now…

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All of the listed characters/muses are open for various asks of a variety!! 💖

DnD Characters-

Cal - Changeling (Rougelock, eventual God of Cats and Fair Fighting War)

He/Him

Ekon - Halfling (Barbarian, Ekon "Doorkicker" Zara, she who has killed a dragon and lain with a bugbear)

She/Her

Wrath - Longtooth Shifter (Wizard, lighting go brrrrr!)

He/Him

Mirage - Longtooth Shifter (Ranger, she very tired and very anxious, please buy her wares and continue your day)

She/Her

Weanhel - Tiefling (Monk mama! She'll verbally kick your bullies ass but only as a demonstration for your later use, however anyone touches you or abuses you the gloves are off)

She/Her

Ecstasy - Tiefling (Cleric, a burlesque owner with a soothing touch and soothing words, get this poor boy a French to English he has lived in town for 16 years and he purely chalks it up to the voice being nice for guests to hear but words are hard guys 😔)

He/Him

Artemis - Tiefling (Cleric, knowledge is the greatest thing to reach and achieve! Please don't tell dad I set the curtains on fire again 😰 it's the 7th time)

He/Him

Morgan - Human (Bard, that beautiful head is so full of bird songs, weed and melodies that by the gods you'd love to visit)

He/Him

Calvin - Human (Rouge, eventual glorified messenger of the gods, he's a tired 32 year old mom who has to keep everyone tied to a leash so don't make him bring out the sandals)

He/Him

Novel - Tiefling (Paladin, best girl go brrrrrr 💖🌟💖 fun fact, she's in a polycule with a person on this list... can you guess who?)

She/Her

Vula - Goliath (Barbarian, very patient and very tall. She helps keep the halfling in check especially when they get married 💖💖💖)

She/Her

Loki - Half Elf (Bard, eventual God of Music, he's so fine guys, there's nothing wrong! (Wrong, it's depression!))

He/Him

Nyx - Changeling (Bard/Rouge, I play a mean saxophone and fix you up with a cool new outfit!!!)

They/Them

Nyxxus/Nyxx - Changeling/Doppelganger (Bloodhunter/Blood Cleric, I'm hot and I'm so cool and there is nothing wrong with me! (Screams of traumatic experiences in the background)

They/Them

Zandria - Aasimir (Cleric, sweetest person you'll ever meet, and she'll be open that she's had a little bit of trauma. Big Tiddy Goth Gf with a side of she looks like a Milf)

She/Her

Brennan - Weretiger/Tiefling(Half-devil) (Druid/Sorcerer, he's wonderful to bring to meet the family, loves his momma and wish she would dump his father’s ass! Likes architecture 🌟😌🌟)

He/Him

No Name - Swiftstride Shifter (Bloodhunter, doesn't speak and just broke out of science experiment jail, he's doing his best)

He/Him

Mistle - Tiefling (Druid, "hey have you ever been on a adventure before?" No!! How hard can it be!? 😁😁😁 *Thunderwaves the whole party*)

He/They

Bjorn - Human/Werebear (Fighter, we like to call him BBB- Bare Bear Bear(man), he's trying to find his husband who isn't taking things very well.)

He/Him

Malik - Half Elf/Werejackal (Rouge, hi, the one not taking the changes very well. Twink in comparison to his husband.)

He/Him

Lazgar - Orc (Fighter, she'll take your wallet... along with you. She has perpetual "Don't Fuck With Me" face.)

She/Her

Merostife - Rakshasa (Sorcerer, he's just a little guy when he wants to be, but otherwise he's a manipulative dickhead.)

He/Him

Nathaniel - Human (Warlock. Under no circumstances, if you want to stay alive, do you ever touch his stuff.... including his husband.)

He/Him

Kavanoth - Goliath (Barbarian, in the good timelines he's a great man and a wonderful father!!! In others.... 😒😒😒)

He/Him

Monolith - Lower Pact Deity (rat, little bastard, his shrunken form looks like a hairless Sphinx cat with an extra couple of legs, and three very tentacle-like tails.... oh and if that's not worse he's got the feet like an otter despite the fact that water is his enemy)

It/They

Other Characters From Other Things-

Homestuck:

Kemvis Frulaz (Homestuck OC/Fantroll)

They/Them & He/Him

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Shantz (Homestuck OC/Fantroll)

They/Them, He/Him, She/Her, It/It's

Hospaa Ezlive (Homestuck OC/Fantroll)

He/Him

Stri'ya Tatreu (Homestuck OC/Fantroll)

She/Her

Fun Writing/Comfort Characters/Fursonas:

Stormy Stargazer - Tiefling (Comfort OC/ OC Story)

They/Them

Belladonna Lapridosha - Tiefling (Comfort OC/ OC Story)

She/Her

Kai Cleary (Furry OC)

They/Them

Piper Rosemund (Furry OC)

They/Them & She/Her

Rayis Embryn - Changeling (Furry OC/ OC Story)

He/Him

Alexander (Xander) Debohdare - Human (OC Story)

He/Him

Harker Windrow - Tiefling (OC Story)

He/Him

Leslie Mirrorwood - Human (OC Story)

She/Her

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