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❛ yeah, man. letting go is the hardest part. ❜ he speaks from experience, knowing all too well the feeling of yearning for what can no longer be. he no longer kept count of how many times he’s heard people say that, how many times he bit his tongue and fought the urge to respond with don’t say that. what he wouldn’t give to have that normalcy he craved so dearly, the strength of it battling dominance for his mother’s gentle, nurturing touch upon his battle-worn countenance, to tell him it’s okay, and that he’s still her little star-lord no matter what came to be.

it’s different with wanda, and he understands that. normalcy was ripped from her in a way that paralleled with his. it was relatable. he understands completely what she means, and even though he has this choice, this free-reign to do what he sees fit, obligations chain him down. he can easily walk away, but the idea of disappointing his mother one last time is too heavy a weight to bear. what gravity could not do, moral constraint did instead. earth needed him just as much as the galaxy, and for now, he’ll enjoy the moon and stars with wanda, the beauty of earth in its natural state. 

❛ i mean, to be fair… space can get a little boring sometimes. lonely, for sure. sometimes i wish i spent more time on earth before shit hit the fan. ❜

There is an understanding and a    kinship     there that sets wanda’s mind at ease.   she does not know how he was ripped from earth,   how he was   stolen,    but she cannot imagine what it must be like.    to know that he had been taken from a    home    and a place of love must ache. 

does it make her a    bad    person,   wanting to leave?    but when wanda thinks of the    blood    and the sanity sacrificed to help those of earth,    she    wonders    how much more she has to give.          ❝     well,    you can always come visit.    you’ll    always     be welcome.     ❞        whether under her roof or under another’s,   wanda knows peter would find friends.          ❝     how can it be boring?    surely you can go wherever you want?     ❞

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Kissing Starters!

Send me a symbol for your muse to kiss mine:

❥ ─ Our muses first kiss

☂ ─ In the rain

☻ ─ Good morning

☹ ─ Goodbye

☠ ─ While in danger

☏ ─ On the phone

♫ ─ At a concert

☯ ─ To make someone jealous

❅ ─ Under the Mistletoe

→ ─ On the Cheek

↡ ─ Desperately

✘ ─ For the last time

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Wanda Maximoff aesthetic (x)

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               PERHAPS IT IS A VICTORY, for him to be smiling or maybe she is simply a wonderful conversationalist. He trusts her , and he trusts few people these days if any. STEVE IS THE ONLY OTHER PERSON who he has complete faith and trust in.  ❝             Perhaps, they’re is just a lot of p e o p l e and i’m not all that…..i#m worried i might hurt someone.❞ he swallows the lump in his throat, he knew of course that Wanda would PREVENT that in any way that she could and he trusts her to take him out if that is what is necessary. Steve would never be able to kill him, but she might just be able to. As they leave the building, he looks around him, soaks in the sunshine, soaks in the sound of people living their lives.

She wishes she could release her    wrath    upon those who have    forged    him into someone so afraid of himself and his own mind,    but for now she is    content    to simply help him heal.        ❝     they won’t look twice at you.    you are not an    enemy    here.    you’re just walking,   and looking,   and living.   trust me.     ❞         there are some who recognise her from her walks and she    greets    them with soft smiles   ;   not one pays more than a moment of    attention    to james,   following her like a kind shadow.

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                 ❝    well it was a good shot,     ❞                 he admits freely as he struggles to get up, the tearing at his back warning of bruiding that’s going to linger for a while. normally this sort of pain warns him that he’s just been thrown from a building again, although steve figures the visual is not so dissimilar.

he struggles to offer wanda a small smile of comfort.                  ❝    maybe we ought to be focusing on that temper, then. keep your focus in the field rather than letting emotions get the better of your powers, huh?     ❞                 maybe less encouragement to treat it just like on the field, though steve knows that it’s working.

steve is right.   she cannot    allow    herself to fall to pieces whenever she does something    wrong,   for how will she ever be able to embrace her powers if she is too    afraid    to dare use them?   wanda nods,   she swallows hard,   and    takes    comfort in the small curl of his mouth.   despite everything,   there is no hint of fear in those eyes,   and for that he will always be    dear    to her.

❝    pietro always said i was too   quick    to anger.     ❞                  she admits with a    soft,   sad smile.   one hand presses to his elbow to help steve to his feet,    though she is still    reluctant    to touch him.                  ❝    do you think i will   ever    be able to control this?     ❞

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                 despite his guard receding to a level of comfortability,   he still remained quite stoic.    even as he regards soft features   light up   beneath the sun’s gaze,    all the vulcan can offer is a distant quirk of his lips.    “ i remember visiting planets described as such. ”     he responded,  eyes slowly following her line of sight.    “ none were as dreamlike as they seemed. ”    perhaps a pessimistic response,  however he knew what   DARK   things most likely lurked in the shadows of such a place.     he   DOES NOT   wish to ruin the facade of the stars for the young woman,  however the atrocities he’s witnessed so often stemmed from paradise.      he raises the mug to his lips whilst staring into the void,  before allowing his emotionless gaze to settle back over her features. 

It seems they both have their    darker   paths to remember,   though wanda does not wish to upset spock by asking what memories prompt such words.   oh,   she could    look    if she wanted,    but violating the minds of friends is not something she will    ever    do again.           ❝     life often hides the    cruellest    things beneath the prettiest of shrouds.     ❞       she sips her tea, wonders how to    change   their conversation to things more pleasant than this.          ❝     i wonder...could you    tell    me about your people?   vulcans.   you mentioned when we first met about your touch telepathy,   or something of that nature.    ❞            

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           James cannot help but s m i l e as she tugs him to his feet, already hellbent on leaving for the market and making sure James gets some fresh air. WHILST HE APPRECIATES STEVE BEING AROUND, trying to help , the blonde just doesn’t understand.  ❝You seem so c o n f i d e n t.❞ he reasons arching an eyebrow but there is a playful smile on her lips.  ❝This will be the FIRST time i’ve actually seen Wakanda from the outside…..❞

A smile seems a victory,   one she will    take    gladly.   she cannot    pretend    to imagine what it has been like for him to live through what he has,   even though she has the    power   to learn if she so wished.    but wanda knows that it is not something she can    steal    from a mind already so violated.        ❝     confidence takes practice.   but you’ll learn,   like i did.     ❞          with a soft smile,   she   leads   him outside,   into the    burning    warmth and under the blue skies.   it is beautiful,   and she is glad that he is here   beside   her to experience it.    there is nothing like the soft wind upon the cheeks,   the   warmth   of an unpolluted sun.

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any suggestions for lovely people i could commission for some icons?

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hihi so I’m going to make my new muse,   but i’m having issues with icons!   is there anyone who is handy with photoshop who could help me?

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starter call!

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safesthandsarestillourown

           Petra does not miss the way her twins e x p r e s s i o n darkens and immediately regrets bringing such a hard topic up. IT WAS A SENSITIVE SUBJECT : and she knew this but she had wanted Wanda to realise that they did not have to keep looking over their shoulders.  ❝We are different, there is no hiding it sestra but             we have something here , yes? we can help p r o t e c t people.❞ This was not h.y.d.r.a and as much as Petra still had trust issues, she was trying to be more OBJECTIVE about things. It wasn’t easy however/  ❝But i will always keep you safe, you know this.❞ her tone is gentle as she reaches for her sisters hand to squeeze it gently.

Petra has always been a   ray    of silver light,   a reminder of the    kindness    that exists in the world.   with grateful smiles does wanda press her lips to her twin’s knuckles in thanks,    squeezing    her hand.   they will keep each other safe,    and the   world    safe too,    if they dare.         ❝     you are right.   i should look to the future and be hopeful,   like you.     ❞   

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                 James swallows hard for a few m o m e n t s looking down, he does not understand her kindness, when everyone else is so CAREFUL around him. He knows they have every reason to be concerned, there was a switch inside him that could be flipped with just a few simple w o r d s. THEY HAD ALL SEEN IT.   ❝I believe you.❞ soft spoken words, a smile that lightly spreads over his lips perhaps because he truly does believe her. THERE’S SOMETHING SO SOOTHING, about the way she presses her fingertips against his knuckles. Wanda is the one person who is not a f r a i d of him ( along with Steve of course. ) After all she has endured, and she’s the one making sure he;s okay. He feels a little selfish truth be t o l d.

She holds his hand and   tugs   him to his feet,   gentle in her urging for him to come with her.   she knows what it is to be   afraid   of yourself,   and refuses to allow him to become    crippled   by it.   he deserves a life,   one that he is allowed to enjoy.         ❝     good.   now come on,   it’s beautiful out there.   you’ll    adore    it,   i know that you will.     ❞          wanda thinks of when peitro had done this for her,    allowed    her to overcome her fear of the world outside.   she owes him so much.          

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        ‘ you should try it on! ’  pepper encourages her, admiring a sleek trenchcoat hanging up.  ‘ it’s FALL after all, in new york. lots of rain. you might need it, or a good umbrella. ’  it’s clear to see what colours are on trend for fall, although pepper has never followed them that steadfastly. she flips through some cashmere sweaters until she finds one she likes.

She thumbs her way through some of the racks,   though her eyes   dart   to the hat every now and then.    no matter her fear of looking   silly,   pepper has inspired her with confidence,   and so she pops it on with a shy smile and a little flourish.          ❝     what do you think?       ❞  

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not well today so i’m home rather than at work but imma stay off the dash

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muse is flagging a little so please like for a one liner starter!