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This blog is currently on hiatus until I get my shit together. <3
Organizing my blog is proving to be a massive undertaking. And I am not fond of how many random posts are getting flagged for tumblr guidelines that aren't remotely problematic.
And since it decided to flag my whole blog, I think we can anticipate it doing so again at least once more before I'm done organizing.
Still organizing Natasha's blog @notuptoyou and since that means that every time I post the blog pages shift, it'll be a bit quiet there for a while. But you can find me on discord #4578 and wire with Nat's URL.
Chris Evans for Esquire Middle East by Kurt Iswarienko, 2016
reverse starter call - like this for Wanda to show up and bother you
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reverse starter call - like this for Wanda to show up and bother you
#the mind stone flares up when heâs in pain #but when she cups his face the glow dims immediately #her touch literally soothes his pain away
Wanda Maximoff in Avengers: Infinity War
Today is gonna be interesting. I'm sick AND I am not on all my meds due to a pharmacy issue. So I'm probably not going to be around today.
If I am at my desk, it'll probably just be on disco, which you are welcome to add if we're mutuals. Ask @notuptoyou if you don't already have the info.
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There are guys out there laying down their lives. I have no right to do any less than them.
soldierstrusteachotherâ:
The reassurance made him nod before he pressed his face to the crook of her neck, letting the contact reinforce her words. The more he had pressed against her, the more it reminded him that this was real, that she has come back, that they had won. He groaned softly before lifting his head to kiss along her jaw, his hands shifting so he could take her hands in his, letting them stay on her hips. âI love you. Always.â
It wasn't just about the sex, though the sex was fantastic, but just being together, like this or not, seemed to help anchor them. There was no blip, no Thanos, no force in the cosmos that could tear them apart. Not for good. "Yours, always." She captured his lips with her own in a brief kiss. "Heart, body and soul."
callitcoulsonâ:
âHe wasnât. But I checked there already.â Heâd mentioned meeting her in the main training area but when he was late, she decided to try to seek him out. The corners of her mouth pulled into a little smile as she looked over the younger woman, âI figured heâd be with you if he was gonna be late. Or at least youâd know if something had come up.â Presumably with Barnes because Steve was more than a little over protective of his best friend, which Clint understood.
"When I saw him last," aka when she'd gotten out of his bed earlier, "he didn't mention any changes in plans." Which is not to say that something hadn't happened between then and now, but as far as she knew, the sky wasn't falling. "Have you tried calling him? He's been better about his phone lately." At least at charging it. Maybe not at actually taking it with him. "Or asked Sam?"
ofangelicbloodâ:
âI doubt it.â Mundanes were many things but they werenât powerful enough to break through the angelic runes. Even the ones who thought they had magic couldnât do anything. They were gifts from God and no magic could undo that sort of power. Though standing there he was curious to find out just what she thought she could do to drag him from the shadows of his rune. âMundanes canât break through the power of my runes,â Jace pointed out, offering another smirk to the other. That was something they all knew and had been taught as children; their runes were more powerful than magic. Unfortunately, they couldnât keep them alive should magic fatally injure them but he knew it would keep him safe in the shadows. Cocking his head slightly he wondered just why she wanted to know what it was he hunted. âThings that go bump in the night for mundanes. The monsters under the bed. Or just another night in Brooklyn.â
"Should we test that?" Wanda was curious to see if he really was as good as he thought he was, or if it was all ego. "Which of these runes is supposed to be hiding you?" She plucked the correct symbol from the surface of his thoughts. Wanda smiled as she drew the symbol in the air, shimmering and red, and then blew on it, scattering it into the wind. The matching mark on his arm faded from stark black, to a simple scar. "Voila." A few of the people walking past started to give him weird looks. One even muttered "Halloween starts earlier every year." Wanda smirked up at him. "I get the feeling you are not used to losing."
harbingerofdebaucheryâ:
âIâm guessing youâve never travelled between realms before.â Her reaction told him all he needed to know and he knew that he needed to usher her to his couch. As she stood there he could tell she was starting to turn a little green and the last thing he needed was for her pass out there in his loft. Not when his floor wasnât the most comfortable thing in the world. âWhy donât you sit down,â he offered, motioning for her to sit on his couch. Once done, Magnus knew he could conjure some tea for her, or maybe coffee if that helped her settle. Given the fact she was a warlock like himself surprises werenât something they enjoyed and he didnât need her to do something that would attract the Claveâs attention. âNormally seelies are the guardians to other realms but sometimes immense emotion can open up a portal.â
It wasnât the first time heâd heard of something like that happening but it was the first time someone had no idea theyâd done such a thing. Was she truly a warlock like himself? Or was she something completely different? He didnât know but he was more than capable of protecting himself should she lash out again. âWould you like some tea? Or maybe some coffee?â
Wanda was pushing her limits too far. She could tell even as she kept pushing them. This couldn't be happening, and yet it was. She was here, and everyone she knew was somewhere else. Wanda pushed herself away from the window as she felt the first trickle of blood come from her nose. Definitely past acceptable limits. She stumbled her way over to the couch, trying not to bleed on anything. "I prefer tea to coffee." It was easier to focus on the mundane than it was to try and process everything else that the warlock? was saying.
There were other realms. And somehow Wanda had stumbled into one. If immense emotion could open a portal back, Wanda would have managed to create one by now. So was she stuck here? Wherever here was. A place with seelies and warlocks and something called the Clave? She refused to accept that. "Can you send me back to where I was before?"