Do You Think, For A Potato Chip, Being Dipped In An Onion-based Condiment Is Like Seeing An Old Friend

Hebden Bridge, Calderdale, West Yorkshire (England)

you are transgender

Please take care of yourself ❤️

damn maybe i should make a self care challenge post

Happy birthday to AO3 🎂🎉

Fictober Day 6

Prompt

"You're good to me, you know. Really good."

WandaNat

Fluff, domesticity

The two lay in bed one night, muscles sore from a long mission, Natasha's fingers grazing over Wanda's bare shoulder, face nuzzled into her hair.

“I love you, Nat.” Wanda speaks up, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek, glancing up at her with a kind smile.

“I love you more, Wands.” Nat murmurs, pulling her closer, adjusting the blanket to lay over the both of them. After a few beats of silence, she speaks again.

“You're good for me, you know. Really good. You've made me the happiest I've ever been, Wanda. I love you, alot.”

Wanda smiles softly, curling into Natasha's side, arm slung over her waist and her fingers tracing the creases in the sheets. “I love you too. So, so much.”

Natasha sighs softly, letting her eyes flicker shut, pulling Wanda closer after turning the lamp off.

Once the lights are out, they both start to drift off, their hearts beating in tandem, fingers interlocking together.

“You feel like home to me.” Natasha murmurs before falling asleep, her free hand resting in Wanda's hair. Wanda falls asleep quickly after, her face nuzzled into Natasha's shoulder.

Me and my faggot music

Friendly reminder to check your breasts while you’re just sitting there scrolling the internet, then reblog so your followers do the same. Two people I know were just diagnosed within the same week.

Gives me Aziraphale/Crowley relationship vibes

trans people i love you so much we are all holding hands