#☾ Ursa Major ☽

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me (on wednesday talking to the bf): i’m not writing mattsun for kinktober because i feel like i write him too much and i need to give other characters some brain time…

me (on thursday talking to the wife): creating a new wip for mattsun that may or may not come out in october (or november)

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Hey love I hope you’re doing well!! I have a small request lol today may or may not be my birthday and I was thinking a wandanat story about reader being sick on their bday. I give you totally creative freedom lol I hope you have a great day/night and thank you so much. Love you and your work ❤️❤️

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Birthday Wish

〖Notes: 🎨! Happy Birthday!! For me today ends in 30 minutes so this is admittedly rushed but I really wanted to give it to you! happy birthday!〗

〖Summary: It's your birthday and you aren't feeling well. You won't let that stop you from having fun.〗

〖Word Count: 1183〗

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You muffled a cough into your wrist and looked up at the sky, studying the splash of stars illuminating the night. Wanda and Natasha had apparently been planning this for weeks, a big party with your friends followed by a quiet picnic under the stars. You’d never been one to celebrate your birthday, you’d never been one to care, but you’d mentioned in passing one day several months ago and apparently, the girls had latched onto it. 

Natasha had done some snooping and dug up past birthdays that you’d had while Wanda used her powers to feel out what you would truly want. They’d thrown you an amazing party with all of the Avengers, complete with everything you could’ve ever wanted. They made up for years of people forgetting your birthday or ignoring it even though they clearly knew it was happening. 

The only issue was that now that you were in the cool summer air, laying still, you were noticing that the cold medicine that you had taken earlier was wearing off, leaving you with a stuffy nose and pounding headache. 

You were trying to listen to Natasha and Wanda tell you about the constellations (they both knew a weird amount about stars) when you were doing your best to keep your nose from running while also not sniffling too loudly. They had done so much for your birthday, so much to make you feel loved and you didn’t want to ruin it with a stupid little cold. 

“Ursa Major means “the great bear” and,” Natasha paused as you flinched against her, muffling a few quick sneezes into your arm. You looked up at her, her face illuminated surprisingly well by the stars, and found a pinched expression with worried eyes. 

“Are you okay Y/n?” She asked, reaching over to cup your cheek. You sniffled and nodded, turning to focus back on the sky. You gasped as you saw something dart quickly across the sky, the bright light, and sat up quickly to point at it, enthralled by it. 

“A shooting star!” You cleared your throat, alarmed by just how horrible you sounded. It sounded as though you had been forced to drink sand and hadn’t had any water in a decade. To be fair though, that was how your throat felt. Raw, scratchy, and painful. You really needed more medicine. 

You bent forward and coughed into your elbow, wishing that the night wasn’t so quiet. All that anyone could hear would be your hacking coughs and gasps for air, not even the peeping of the frogs could distract them. And Wanda loved frogs. 

“Woah, now that doesn’t sound good.” The witch remarked, patting your back while you tried to silence the coughs. You turned your head to the side and took a final deep breath, the tickle in your throat finally leaving you alone. 

“Sorry guys.” You croaked out, your voice watery and small. There was no hiding anything from them now, even someone who wasn’t a highly trained spy or an empath who also happened to ha magical powers would’ve been able to spot you. A literal child could’ve deduced that you were sick. Hell, even a dog might look at you funny. 

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound good. Are you sick? You feel a little warm.” Natasha pointed out, while Wanda noticed how hard you were shaking. 

“Baby, you’re shivering. Here, take this.” She shrugged her coat off and slipped it over your shoulders, rubbing your upper arms as you curled into her jacket. It was warm and it smelled like her. Well, it felt like her. You assumed it smelled like her, but you couldn’t smell anything, so that meant absolutely nothing now. 

“You’re sick, aren’t you dummy?” Natasha nudged your shoulder with hers, a show of affection behind a joke. You shrugged, pouting slightly. 

“It’s my birthday.” You whined, pulling your shirt up to sneeze into it. Wanda rubbed your back right in between your shoulder blades and began to trace little shapes across your spine. 

She typically did that while you were laying in bed and she knew that it put you to sleep. When they were on missions you often laid awake, unable to sleep without her beside you. 

Tears welled up in your eyes, but you weren’t really sure why. There was no reason for you to be crying. Maybe it was the unconditional love that you had always found yourself lacking. Maybe it was the fact that they had gone to all of this effort and you were ruining it. Maybe it was that now that the cold medicine was wearing off you were actually feeling the effects of the illness and it was making you a little bit miserable. 

“Oh, Y/n/n, why are you crying?” Emotion must have been flowing off of you in waves because there was no way that either of them could see you crying, it was too dark. It had to be Wanda, able to feel the emotions that you were feeling. Natasha reached up and cupped your cheek, swiping away a fallen tear. 

“M’sorry. I ruined it. You did something so nice and I ruined it, I ruined it.” You sniffled, rubbing your fist under your runny nose, cursing your lack of tissues. 

“Y/n. Moy dorogoy. You didn’t ruin anything, we’re just sorry that you’re sick on your birthday. How about instead of sitting out here in the cold, we go cuddle up and watch your favorite movie?” She suggested, tucking a strand of hair back behind your ear. 

“Yeah love, we can have popsicles and drink some water.” Wanda, your beautiful amazing witch, trying to make hydrating sound like a romantic activity. You loved them both so, so much. You sneezed into your fist and groaned softly, giving up completely. 

“Kay. I guess. M’sorry.” They both told you to stop apologizing while Wanda helped you to your feet and Natasha began to clean up, gathering the picnic blanket and the basket full of half-eaten snacks. She threw the blanket over her shoulder and looped an arm in yours, the witch on your other side following her lead. 

“You gonna make it?” The assassin asked, noticing that you were moving slower than you normally would. 

“Mhm. I’m just a little dizzy. We’ll be back soon, right?” Wanda sighed and picked you up, ignoring your squeal of protest. You laid stiffly in her arms for a few moments, unsure how to take it, but decided that it really wasn’t that bad. 

You put your head down and relaxed, confident that you were safe. You could literally be fighting aliens on a lava-filled planet and you’d feel safe as long as you were with these two women. You coughed quietly, followed by three sneezes which earned ‘bless yous’ and worried looks. 

“You’ll feel better soon babe. I promise.” Natasha said softly, holding the door open for Wanda to carry you inside. It was slightly amusing, being carried over the threshold on your birthday. Under different circumstances, it would've been romantic. If not for your damn cold. 

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im giggling so hard rn.. i love this so much. made my fucking day

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I ship you with daishou, but also suna and kita

anonymously ship me with someone <3

babe.... the way i literally almost put him in your inbox but then was all nooo that's predictable.

the way i hate daishou so badly that i would kiss him...

and suna and kita-always my babies <3 in my heart. im giggling

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banging my fists on the table

15 DAYS TIL I LEAVE

16 DAYS TIL I SEE ECHO

20 DAYS TIL I SEE CALY

30 DAYS TIL I SEE PERI

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getting me obsessively into the characters you’re obsessively into and then killing us both with a single thought….

calycore

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You're a soft pretty baby, but also fish. Go hydrate. ♡

What color(s) am I?

soft- i want to hear your opinions. a+ music taste. color coded notes pretty- wanna get married? i like you. we could go on a picnic baby- you're sweet. i would like to cuddle you. you deserve good things fish- good vibes. i want to help you rearrange your room. go hydrate

Hehe babyyyyy <33 (where’s my lil blushy emote)

I also would like to cuddle and like you too. (In case you didn’t know)

We will pretend like I’ve drank water today

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#me when i say that i like my bbies covered in blood#so hot#kill someone then fuck me with the blood still on you#i mean what?

girl same tho

Caly: “i just don’t find him very attractive”

Kaze: “maybe it’s just cause he’s covered in blood all the time”

Caly: “okay yeah that’s valid”

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me on ft wheezing: “bruh can you spell” 

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Shidou calls you princess, otoya calls you baby girl you're welcome

I— you are so lucky you’re going to sleep rn or I would come yell rn.

WAS IT NOT ENOUGH TO TRY AND FEED MY BABY FEVER MORE BEFORE ITS EVEN 9AM why do you torture me so 😭

I’m cryinggggg Shidou would call me princess and I would love it but he’d also do it while he’s pissing me off and I’m gonna punch him….

Otoya calling me babygirl when he’s trying to convince me to stay home from work or when he’s picking me up, pairs it with a lil temple kiss—

I’m just gonna go pass away. *sniffle*

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Me, determined: “I’m going to answer them in the morning.”

The one forever callin my bs: “You’re not gonna remember.”

Me, stubborn: “Yes I will, I’ll do them during first period!”

Anyways…. You were right. So here we are… gonna do them now before bed.

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Grey, red, pink, white, green & black 💚

send me a color <3

GREY: You leave me with jumbled words. RED: I’m in love with you. PINK: I have a crush on you. WHITE: PLEASE MARRY ME. GREEN: I find you cute. BLACK: I would date you.

grey? ditto. red? i love you toooooo. pink? i hope you have a crush on me, would be awkward if you didn't. white? yes. green? same baby. black? uh, good you have no choice.

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Number 18 for the Spotify wrapped game since I’m being held at gun point 😒 (I was gunna ask I promise)

spotify wrapped - send me a number(s)

and a lyric for ya that i like babe <3

#18: je vais te confier mon plus gros secret j'ai toujours eu un peu d'mal à m'aimer et j'apprends tous les jours à devenir douce j'crois qu'j'ai pas fait le tour

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I ship you with me

Also kita suna and otoya are canon so I’m shipping you with kunigami

ship me with someone <3

eeeek yesyesyes kunigami bb i love him sooo. (also so true, kita suna and otoya are real)

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Doing research: 24, 25, 33, 34, 37.

Send me some handwriting asks &lt;3