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My kink is husbands & wives who are still portrayed as very much in love with each other, because even after years of commitment and kids, they still talk to each other, go on fun random adventures and try new things. No resentment. No portrayal of marriage as a chore. Just actual love.

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Your muse just walked in on mine holding a newborn baby. How does yours react?

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Tina had had that horrendous habit since she was young - speaking her mind. In truth, it came from living with Queenie, speaking out less important or random thoughts as she filtered out what she didn’t want to Legilimens to read, or at times when she was drowning in thought. It didn’t ever work, but it was worth the try. 

It wasn’t till his offer of whiskey was what pulled her head, Tina smiling politely towards the man and shaking her head. It wasn’t that she thought it improper, nor did she care at all that Graves’ was drinking, she just worried she’d be thrown off. “Thanks but I am alright. Next time.” Especially if that next time was when they weren’t working. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen the sky. Not truly. Not when it’s being crowded by the lights of the city.” Not that she didn’t love New York, she just hoped to see things one day. Travel. “That and I am hardly looking up from the paperwork I have.” She joked a little, trying to lighten the mood, a tad embarrassed she had said that out loud. “I’m sure it’s just more... Vibrant out in the country. It uh... doesn’t really matter.” The case did, not the sky. “Apologies.” 

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“When’s the last time you saw the sky?”

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“When’s the last time you saw the sky?”

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“Ah one searching for the truth behind pictures, that’s always good.” He praised her. “Well there is nothing wrong in writing some fiction if you know how to do it. I’m aware it’s not for everybody.” Quentin said. “Don’t worry it was him who treated me like his best friend knowing me for hours. You would be surprised how much attention a young man can crave.”

He chuckled at her. “You’re interesting, no joke he likes you so much. It doesn’t matter what SHIELD thinks or even what they would try to do. He already has people against him, his reputation is gone. I don’t think he cares about reputation but Stark did, and that was all I wanted to ruin.” He explained. “Peter is a great young man.”

“There is when one is insisting it’s the truth.” She spoke back, “Unless it’s for good. A distraction.” That being said she was fairly certain that she was and would not be a fan of his tapestry. “... He talked to you like that because he needed a friend. He-” It all made so much more sense now that she knew Peter’s identity. He was mourning. And Beck used that brilliantly, but also, for lack of a better word, in the most fucked up way she could ever imagine. 

Choosing to ignore his statement on Peter liking her out of fear of her cheeks heating up, MJ pushed on, It was her turn to chuckle though her own was much more bitter and angered, still there was no expression on her face other than a numb smile. “A great young man who will have to spend the rest of his life hiding away. Who was just mourning.” Is, more like, as most people were before this madness. “Tony Stark is long dead. What good does ruining his reputation come at now? And at what cost?” Though she simplified, “Why does Peter’s reputation have anything to do with Stark’s?” Sure Tony ‘picked’ Peter, or Spider-Man, for these things, such that most of the people did not know, but it wasn’t a fair jump to make in her head. Not at all. 

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“Atticus and Athena...Perfect.” Tina hummed, smiled a bit as he nuzzled into her neck, reaching for his hands and toying with his fingers. “Tired. I think the little one is getting bouncy and restless.” She hummed a little, grinning brightly as she chuckled a bit. “I’m alright. How are you?”

❝ You know, I really like your eyes. ❞ (For Newt, from Tina, muses-of-a-feather)

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The Britain felt his cheeks go red with blush, slightly hiding behind his hair that fell in his face a little “….A-afraid my eyes don’t compare to your own, nor do they have the same effect” her salamander eyes

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nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

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Newt: My brother’s really lame. But Leta’s pretty cool. I guess I kinda see why she would marry him. Also, if anyone has seen my niffler I lost it, thanks.

(Parks and Recreation; Season 3, Episode 9: Andy and April’s Fancy Party)

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Reblog if you vow to help keep the Fantastic Beasts fandom alive until the 2021 release comes 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻 we can’t let our boy Newt down!

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the spiderman balloon somehow ended up in my department and i refuse to move him. my new coworker

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The Mun:

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He placed his mug of coffee over the table, before he looked at her. “You could be good at all this storytelling, but even me with the whole new multiverse shit pulled it better. I know who Spider-Man was, didn’t he told you I was his best friend for around a night?”

Quentin shrugged his shoulders at the accusation. “You seem pretty familiar with it, sure you have done that plenty of times. And by telling me that you just confirmed what you were trying to hide five seconds ago. Girl, you’re terrible at this game, don’t worry, I was just trying to ruin someone’s legacy, is not personal.”

She watched him cautiously. “I am more of a photographer than a writer. And the writing that I do is far from fiction. And I think best friend is a little bit of an exaggeration. No offense.” Though their summer vacation in Europe was something she’d rather not talk or think on, even if things with Peter were going well. Had been going well before all of this madness.

“Exposing. Ha. That’s cute. And not my style, thank you very much. And I did?Are you sure? I could very well be messing with you.” Her expression fell blank, numb, just as cautious. He was right of course. This game was not one she was good at, though she was trying to keep up. “His reputation with the people may be strained, but SHIELD knows the truth. Spider-Man could care less about a legacy. He’s better than that. And I do in fact think that it just might be personal.”

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As she is officially back on the list...

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“Shouldn’t be easy for him to be a public figure nowadays. How many views? More than a million…” Beck teased the girl about his video outing Spider-man’s true identity.

If Michelle was good at one thing, it most certainly wouldn’t be at biting her tongue, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrow a little. “Nah... We all know that video couldn’t be the truth. Peter? Spider-Man? Ridiculous.” Naturally it couldn’t be farther from the truth, MJ did know Peter was that friendly neighborhood hero and the whole world did too, she was not about to tell this man that, however. 

“You know I really don’t see what you were trying to accomplish with the whole ‘exposing’ game. You know that’s what twelve year-olds on YouTube do, don’t you?”