|| 👋 Hi there! #Magwayen here There are some people I might have owed some replies to or whatnot, and I apologise for being sporadically online. I have a busy work week ahead of me and might reply sporadically, despite of how much I want to make more SLs.

Mama is such a fucking 𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒕.

Waiting on the curb side to get a ride for work

𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜-𝚁𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞—𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐮𝐫𝐲. 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧." • 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥/𝐌𝐂𝐔 𝐎𝐂 𝟐𝟏+ 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 • 𝐌𝐕 || 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩 • 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 ᵖᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵇʸ #𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒏

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓." • 𝐌𝐂𝐔 𝟐𝟏+ 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 • 𝐌𝐕 || 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩 • 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 ᵖᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵇʸ #𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒏

𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳-𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀; 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿. 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑰𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒂-𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔 ⚔︎ 𝑆𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑊𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑤 ⚔︎ 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠/𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒/21+ ⚔︎ 𝑆𝑆/𝑀𝑆 || 𝑀𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒 ᵖᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵇʸ #𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒏

|| Anyone want to plot? I really want to develop some sls on this account...

…..Wife? So, are they doing the ‘if we’re still single by age ___, we’d just get married’ kinda shit?

Nothing stresses me out even more than a stain on high quality Egyptian cotton. Thanks, dad.

“Eyes on the road, baby. You’re going to get yourself in trouble.” @ofarcanelove.bsky.social

Poker nights with P is always fun. It’s like he loves giving me his money. @thebestmaximoff.bsky.social

Quietly stuffing her face with garlic bread.

Looks Michael dead in the eyes. "You're restocking my crisps, especially my salt and vinegar prawn crisps. Or else.................. you don't get to touch a single hair on me. for weeks."

Never not touching each other in every way. But hopefully he stops fucking touching my crisps. @ofarcanelove.bsky.social

The subject 📸: @ofarcanelove.bsky.social

His clothes make her feel safe, especially on occasions when her goddamn dignity and reputation was on the line. Her choices of scent is Lost Cherry by Tom Ford and Lady Million by Paco Rabanne.

•• Facebook is also how I check if you’re still alive but we rarely interact there. But texts, BlueSky, Insta and TikTok are our jam.

•• It’s me. Hi. I’m the bestie, it’s me.

She’s had a terribly long day.

Day nth of stealing @ofarcanelove.bsky.social’s clothes. Because I can. And I want to. And his jackets are immaculate.

Choosing a cat over her is cruel

••• Me: has replies to do. Also me: **out of my purse notepads**

Casually texts @ofarcanelove.bsky.social [Michael J.] 📲: Oi. Evil Steve variant kidnapped me to get his ways. I think I’ll be late for drinks tonight. Pick me up? Thanks.

*Tony Stark* ~Variant - Doesn't Die in EG ~JARVIS is still a thing ~Writer is over 30 ~No minors ~Banter, detailed, or short. Will adapt ~Ships on Chemistry only (Partial to Stony) ~ l*wd/smut is earned! ~Crossovers welcome

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤... 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝔾𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥 “ℂ𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝔸𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒” ℝ𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 🇺🇸 Multiverse/Bisexual 🇺🇸 Literate and descriptive as you are 🇺🇸 Mun is 40+ ❤️ for an interaction (may be selective) 🔁 for exposure

“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶…” There was a glimmer of mischief in Lina’s eyes. She points a finger over to the fridge, one hand on her hip. “I still have some good portions of meals in the fridge. Most are meal-prep packs. You just have to microwave them.”

“Of course, I love you.” Sliding another cup of espresso for Yelena with a smile on her face. “But please… keep the house WHOLE.”

“And as long as you don’t burn down the whole place, maybe I’ll even grow to love you.” She teases even more, washing her hands off of dirt. “You think you’re going to be okay while I dash out for class?”

“Probably forced to appreciate me.” She teases, cleaning up the charred towel and throwing it in the bin with the burnt cereal bowl. “I’m your only niece.”

“Just finish up on that breakfast, 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘺𝘢… I’ll clean up the mess.”

“Could always ask Mama to do the honors.” She smirks, sipping her own espresso.

Slides the breakfast towards Yelena. “I can just shoot you with a horse tranquilliser.”

Lina snorts and starts her machine, preparing two espresso cups. “I’ll risk it. Besides, I’ll need three before I start to properly function for the real world.”

“I grew up eating it almost everyday…” she speaks softly, pulling a cornetto out of the freezer and heating it up in the oven for Yelena. “I had it with cioccolato caldo as a child, then I started gravitating towards cappuccinos and espressos as I got older.”

“How about I just heat up a cornetto and I’ll make us some coffee?”

“I’ll cook…” she says, sighing and turning towards the smouldering mess. “Do you want a light breakfast or something more heavier?”

Pointing to the hallway. “Out of the kitchen. From now, on you are band from cooking.”

Panting, stressed and frazzled. Staring wide-eyed at Yelena. “Who burns cereal even???”

“YELENA NO! DON’T.” Too late. The fire just flashes up higher to the ceiling. Lina grabs a dish towel and soaks it in water before dumping it on top of the burning pot.

“The fucking stove is on fire!!!!! MOOOOOM!!!!”

“MOOOOOM!!!! YELENA IS BURNING THE KITCHEN!!!”

📸: c’est moi Subject: @ofarcanelove.bsky.social

The only time she gets her mind off of things is when she’s cleaning her apartment

Their mini me.

Well, this is awkward. @ofarcanelove.bsky.social

“No!” She laughs, swatting at his chest lightly. “Fine, I’m a year and 5 months younger than you. But you don’t look aged, darling.” Patting his cheek and goes to pinch it gently. “You steal my skin care treatments, so you definitely look my age.”

Gasps, holding a hand over her heart. “How dare you, Michael James. I’m two years younger than you. Are you saying I look aged?”

She rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. “That’s why your accountant will also do that for me. Or I can ask someone to do it for me.”