#treaddelicately

[earnmysong]

‘the vow i made was for you ... i love you. your kindness and courage. i always have.’ {a winterwitch swan princess au, as requested by the transcendent @treaddelicately!} 

[pasmonblog]

for the ship asks: nat/steve!!

What made you ship it?

Honestly? Everything. These two have had enough interactions and implied closeness that it was hard not to. Winter Soldier kind of sealed the deal for my multishipping ass, along with all that unaccounted for Nomad time between movies.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

I love their familiarity. From the get in CA:TWS, it’s clear these two spend a lot of time together and there’s quite a bit of trust between them (even if Natasha plays fast and loose with the concept at times). A spy and a soldier- just different enough in moral codes to make things interesting.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I tend to lean towards the ‘Steve Rogers is not a virgin’ end of spectrum, which makes the ship even more interesting. There’s more potential to flip the power dynamic, with Steve’s brute strength and Natasha’s stealth. I’m honestly not sure if that’s ‘unpopular’ but it’s probably the closest my headcanons get.

Thanks for the ask, friend 💜

Send me a ship and I’ll answer three questions based on if I ship it or not.

[loveaos]

@treaddelicately is an AMAZING person!

[siren-song-answered]

Lest we forget to protect ourselves

in the season of playing with shadows...

lose ourselves in the moonlight

mistaking enemies for friends

vampires for faeries...

[drowsinginspace]

11, 12, and 14 for the song asks! 💜

Thank you for the asks! ✨💜

11. a song that means a lot to you: I think Bad Friend by Rina Sawayama encapsulates last year very well for me. Depression wasn't very keen in making me me look very social at all, and my anxiety didn't help. I'm working to grow out of it, but the song is still a great one!

12. the last song you listened to: Is Everybody Going Crazy? by Nothing But Thieves

14. the last cd/album you bought: I haven't bought an album for a long time, but I think the last one was Always Ascending by Franz Ferdinand, last year.

[redvanillabee]

Hiiiiiii! So I’m having a bad day and reeeeeaally just want to consume some comfort media, and your recent reblogs have sent me into Peggysous territory. I have never read a single Peggysous fic so I was wondering if you could rec me like your top 5 favorites? (Feel free to throw in your own works if you’ve written for them as well 👀)

No problem! Oh and, *virtual hug*. I hope you feel better soon. I don’t have any Peggysous fics of my own yet, but here are some that I have really enjoyed lately:

A Little Something by paeonia. Post-S2, almost established relationship, slice of life. Discussions of tea. It’s a sweet little downtime-between-work-stuff fic.

And since we’ve no place to go by paeonia. Pre-S1, pre-relationship. It’s tagged Christmas, but it’s not very holiday-specific. It’s pre-relationship, but it has that kind of...coy banter that I see a lot in pre/early-relationship fics and I quite like it :)

Peggy Carter’s Day Off by keysburg. Post-S2, established relationship. Day off at the amusement park. It starts off funny and it’s just a whole one-shot of Peggy being Peggy, and them being adorable.

Test Drive by keysburg. Post-S2, established relationship, smut. It is just a little cracky, but nothing out of the ordinary of canon. (Is canon-typical crack a thing lol). Peggy takes Daniel on a drive in one of Howard’s cars.

Ring, Light Maroon, Lucky! by HappyGTYHVF. Established relationship, fluff. I’ll just borrow the author’s summary: ‘Peggy's thoughts the morning after Daniel's proposal.’ A soft, waking up slowly in the morning kind of fic :)

I would also rec the other works by the authors listed above, as well as Cuppa_tea_love and eveningstar477. My favourites from them are on the angstier side, so I didn’t include them in the list above. But if you’d like a good Peggysous/Agent Carter fic, I’d definitely check them out too :)

[dresupi]

Dirty, Dirty (E) - Clint Barton/Darcy Lewis/Wanda Maximoff

for @treaddelicately​ 713 words Rated E (under the cut) Dirty, Dirty - Charlotte Cardin

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It wasn’t like she was trying to eavesdrop.

But she could hear it through the walls. And she’d lived with Darcy long enough to know what she sounded like in basically every possible scenario. And she always made that sound when she was with someone.

She made it more with Clint than anyone else, though.

And it made Wanda’s heart feel sick. The second he’d walked through the door with her, she’d known it was likely over.

Darcy didn’t get all giggly over just anyone. And she hung on every word Clint uttered.

The problem was, so did Wanda. She couldn’t help it. Maybe he was just a charming guy. Or maybe she was a horrible bitch who wanted her roommate’s boyfriend.

A muffled fuck practically resonated through the wall and made her clench her fingers into the sheets, her chewed off nails snagging on the fabric as she pressed her thighs together and tried not to think about what he looked like naked. Or what his muscular forearm would look like buried under her dress, fingers tucking under her panties and making her bite her lip hard enough to bleed.

But he made Darcy happy.

And that was the really shitty thing about this. Because while she was jealous of Darcy, she was also jealous of Clint.  Because he got to make Darcy sound like that.

God, she was sick.

Sick, sick, sick.

She should just move out or something.

Because the mental image of Clint’s tongue fluttering against Darcy’s clit, fingers pressing into her wet pussy... fuck... it made her want.

She wanted in the middle of them. She wanted one in her mouth and the other’s mouth on her.

Her fingers pressed down into her panties and she gasped harshly when she rolled her clit. She was so close already just from listening to them.  She fought to keep from pressing her head to the wall.

She brought one hand up to tease her breast through the lace of her bra when a sharp rapping on the wall startled her.

“Shit...” she hissed, wiping her fingers on the sheets and knocking back.

It was their signal. To see if the other was there.

So now, on top of being the most beautiful, perfect couple in existence, they also knew she was listening to them fuck. And if Darcy came over here to talk, she’d know she was touching herself.

Maybe she could just pretend she wasn’t here.

Another rap on the wall made her sigh though. And she reached over to rap on the wall in reply.

The next knock was on the door and Wanda was quickly righting her clothes and hoping like fuck she didn’t look like she was in here listening to them and touching herself.

She took a deep breath and opened the door, surprised to see both of them standing there. “Oh... hey, guys.” Her cheeks were bright red. They knew. Fuck, they knew. She was going to have to move out. Move back to Sokovia. Change her name. Fuck.

Darcy was the first one to speak. “Hey, so... I’ve been kind of going back and forth on this... not because I’m changing my mind, but because I’m a fucking chickenshit and I didn’t want you to get mad and move out, because that would be the actual worst, and---“

“Darce...” Clint murmured. “Focus, babe.”

“Right... umm... is there any chance you’d be willing to come to join us? Milady?” Darcy looked unbelievably hopeful as she held out her arm to the side in invitation.

It took Wanda a couple of seconds to even realize what she was asking. “Wait... what?” She blinked rapidly, trying to comprehend the words. “You want me to join... to join you? As in you two? Are you going to see a movie, or---“

“We were going to like... I dunno, fuck in the other room for a couple of hours...” Clint said, reaching up to scratch the back of his head. “And we both kind of... we’d like you to join us. For the fucking.  If you want.”

Wanda ran her tongue over her teeth and grinned, stepping forward and catching Darcy’s hand first, and then Clint’s. She didn’t speak, just turned and led them back to Darcy’s room.

[grimeysociety]

38-42 for the cute asks please! 💜

38: tell us about your pet peeves!

when white people think they can say whatever racist shit springs to mind because there are no minorities around

people who are way too vocal about their notps

people that are rude to service workers (waiters, cashiers etc)

people that somehow never got the memo to social distance

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

I haven’t been there in over a year because of COVID but it’s a little vegan bakery/coffee shop that serves the best cinnamon rolls in existence, and the shop’s aesthetic is kitschy 1950s