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At first I thought the rat thing was an inside joke with the people who follow you, until I saw that you actually have them. and they are so cute 🥺💗
PLS 😭 yeah i’ve owned them for about 1.3 years now they’re my little boys
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update on the rats?
hades has scared me multiple times because i keep thinking he has a tumour but he’s actually just a fattie. zeus has a cut on his back from a fight and it won’t go away (it’s been there since august and the vets are no help). poseidon is my stinky little man and keeps trying to eat my finger cuz he thinks it’s food and he’s fat.
overall they’re fat and i love them
hades is the black one on the bottom, zeus in the black one on top and poseidon is sticking his head out on the right
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Now It's Always Summertime
History Professor!Reader x Student!Natasha Romanoff x Student!Wanda Maximoff
Summary: You're just trying to get your thoughts together for the upcoming semester, but there are a few distractions.
Word Count: 850
Warnings: Mentions of getting high, student professor relationship, age gap everyone is over 18.
A/N: I watched a Tik Tok that had the right vibes and this came to mind so here you go. A little treat.
You poured the black liquid from your stove top coffee maker into your glass mug. Your favorite mug with a world map on it. The steam bellowed from both the maker and your now full mug. The overhead lights of the office were off leaving the strings of fairy lights that adorned the bookshelves behind you and the warm glow of your desk lamp as the only sources of light. A Golden pothos falling over the sides of the shelves like waterfalls.
The leather bound notebook sat on your desk with coffee ring stains from setting your mug atop of the blank page. You always thought it gave the page character when one found its way to a page. You transferred your thoughts from the newest edition of the history text book you received for this upcoming semester.
Going over your previous semesters lesson plan and improving on it with the new text book in mind. You taught a few different classes and with the short summer semester coming to an end only to pick back up. Before you'd have time to do anything it would be Autumn with a chill in the air worthy of the hot cup you sipped on.
A knock against the open doorframe brought you from your thoughts. Looking up over your glasses, hair slipping past your ear as your head moved. Your two favorite students stood in your doorway, Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff. Neither were history majors, but you seem to have captured their attention as they've now taken two of your classes. Your Western Civ I class along with your Mythology class. The two were already in your schedule for the Fall semester for Western Civ II and Wanda somehow snuck her way into your Norse mythology class.
“What can I do for you girls?” You asked setting your pen down and picking up your mug, refilling it once more before taking a sip. The two girls stepped in and closed the door behind them. Natasha coming around to beside you and looking at the notes you took.
“Is this for next semester?” The redheaded Russian asked as her finger ran over the words, a small smudge coming at the bottom where the fresh ink resided. You took her hand in your own after setting the mug down. Much like a mother would you licked one of your own fingers and used it to wipe the mark away on her finger.
“It is and I'd appreciate if my notes could stay intact. My thoughts are jumbled enough without you smudging them Tasha.” You looked up at the red head with a smirk plastered on your face and hers adorned a blush as Wanda came to your other side arms wrapping around your shoulders.
“We wanted to know if we could help you with anything?” You felt her breath on the shell of your ear. Your attention moving from the Russian to the Sokovian.
“I'm sure you two could be studying for your finals instead of coming to ask if I need help.” You raised an eyebrow to the brunette, the smirk still on your face as her forehead found your cheek.
“Need some stress relief.” She murmured against you making a chuckle bubble up from your chest. Wanda let out a whine in protest of your chuckle.
“Well she needs a stress relief. I'm getting high later.” Your head spun back to the redhead.
“Without me? Rude.” Natasha started laughing along with you.
“Well I can bring it if you say we can come over tonight and then we can all have a good time.” Natasha wiggled her eyebrows and tugged on your hand that was still in hers. Another whine falling past Wanda's lips is what made you give in.
“Okay. Okay you two can come over. We'll get high and have some stress relief from finals for everyone's sake.” Both girls became excited at the thought of getting to come over.
You lived a ways away from campus so you never worried about anyone seeing the girls come over since the three of you started up this throuple of yours at the beginning of the summer semester.
The classes were smaller and the two girls had already caught your eye. Since neither was a history major you figured once they got their history credits you'd never see them again. The campus was huge and the history building was nowhere near where these two spent the rest of their day. Yet when you saw their names once more you knew you had to say something. So as the old saying goes; one thing led to another and here we are.
You wrapped and arm around Wanda, pulling her into your lap where her face now buried its away into the crook of your neck. Natasha just leaned against you. More than content to have you against her stomach. You never thought this is where you'd be when you started teaching here, but you couldn't be more happy, more full, more loved than you are with these two in your life.
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GOOD FREAKING NIGHT CHAT
people call her smellie FOR A REASON
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Ellie & Abby
TLOU ISRAELI THEMES PALESTINE DRC SUDAN ALL IN ONE THREAD
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im in shambles :(
#kayotalks#my bestfriend from germany shipped it to me#IM SOBBING#I CANT BELIEVE I BROKE IY#it was a birthday gift too :(
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okay so i don’t really know where i’m going with the main story of unbreakable ties so my posting might be a little random !!
i might post a one shot that is years into the ownership just so i can motivate myself to continue writing the main story
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Such a good fic I’m no longer gunna die thank you :)
hell yeah!!
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The Greetings
Pairing: Mobboss!WandaNat x Fem!Reader
Summary: After viewing numerous pets without finding any that sparked their interest, Natasha finally encounters you — an untrained mutt.
Contents: Dark themes, human trafficking, heavy pet play, face slapping, gagging, gun threats, throat-fucking, death threats, mentions of torture, suggestions of abuse, bruising, being kept in kennels.
a/n: this is the first part of the series :3 this series may or may not be abandoned but we'll see how long my motivation lasts for.
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The loud footsteps that echoed around the hallway made you shove yourself into the corner of your kennel. You were used to hearing loud footsteps, but these ones were unfamiliar, and that scared you.
“Please, Ms. Romanoff. These ones are untrained, let me show you to our next holding section,” The desperate pleas of your seller only increased your fear.
The footsteps came to a halt.
“I thought I made myself clear. We are looking for something very specific, and we do not care for how untrained it is. Do you understand me, or will I have to repeat myself for a third time?”
The voice was of a woman. Her tone was clipped and full of irritation.
“Yes, I understand. Apologises,”
You heard the familiar noise of a kennel being unlocked and the woman’s quiet remarks. You assumed she didn’t want that pet as she let out a huff before the loud slam of the cage door.
She checked many other pets, gaining the same reaction as the last. It wasn’t until she stepped in front of your kennel that you could finally get a good look at her.
You could tell by her appearance that she was rich and important. She wore a dark black suit and her hair sat neatly above her shoulders. There was so much confidence and power radiating off her. Your seller looked like a puny piece of meat standing next to her.
Your kennel was unlocked, and the woman stepped inside. You shoved your naked body further into the corner.
The woman crouched in front of you, slowly checking you over. She grabbed onto your arm, running her fingers over your dark bruises. She pushed down slightly, making you cry out in discomfort. She smiled at that.
Her fingers tapped your chin, “Open,”
Your eyes narrowed at her request and your jaw stayed in place.
She didn’t like that. She gripped painfully tight on your chin, “Open your mouth,”
You complied with a small grumble.
She checked over your teeth, making sure everything was healthy – which it was. She surprised you when she shoved two fingers down your throat, immediately making you recoil and gag.
“Relax your throat,” She instructed, throat-fucking you.
Tears filled your eyes, and you shake your head, still trying to pull away from her. Her spare hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, keeping you in place. After a few seconds, she pulled away, and you gasped for air.
“Has this one had any training?” She questioned your seller, wiping her wet fingers on your thighs.
“She’s had some, but she isn’t very receptive to it.” He explained, “She normally bites and scratches. I’m surprised that she hasn’t done that to you,”
The woman hummed and pulled out her phone, opening to her camera. Her finger hooked around your chin, tilting your head towards to the camera and snapping a photo. You shifted uncomfortably.
Her phone immediately pinged with notifications.
“We’ll take her,” The woman stood and turned towards your seller, slipping her phone into her pocket.
His face was full of shock, obviously not expecting her to settle on you.
“Are you sure?” He asked.
“Are you questioning my ability to make decisions?” She snapped.
He shook his head, “Of course not! I’ll get her ready for you,”
You cowered at those words. You didn’t want to be alone with him, not after last time. The woman didn’t seem to notice, but your seller did.
The woman nodded and left.
Your sellers face turned sour, and he glared at you. He pulled out a collar and a lead, wrapping the collar around your neck and clipping the lead.
“You made me look like an idiot in front of her. Do you even know who she is?” He hisses, “Natasha fucking Romanoff, the most powerful mob boss in the city. God, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s just buying you to torture you and eventually kill you. I hope that happens, bitch.”
Before you can stop yourself, your mouth wrapped around his hand, and you bit down. Hard. His hand immediately met your cheek, forcing you to drop his hand and pull away.
A scorching pain spread across your cheek. You tried to control your tears, but it was hopeless. Tears fell and you sniffled loudly.
He raised his hand, ready to deliver another hit “Stupid-“
The feeling of a gun being shoved against his head and the sound of the safety being turned off made him freeze.
Natasha stood behind him with a gun pointed at his head and a terrifying glare painted on her face. She grabbed him by his shirt collar and tossed him into the wall. He let out a grunt and stared at her with fearful eyes.
“Touch my property again and I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” She harshly dug the tip of her gun into his temple, “Or worse, Wanda will, and I’m sure you know how violent my wife can be.”
Even with her anger not directed at you, it still scared you. The last thing you wanted was to be on the receiving end of it. The mention of the new name made you curious. Did Natasha send that picture of you to Wanda? Why didn’t Wanda come in with Natasha?
“I-I’m so sorry, Ms. Romanoff.” He spluttered.
He glanced over at you, and you had enough time to poke your tongue out before Natasha pulled his gaze back to her.
“Don’t look at her,” She commanded.
You swore you heard him whimper from fear.
“Now, get the hell out of here before I change my mind and kill you,”
He quickly nodded and ran off.
Natasha crouched in front of you, running her thumb over your sore cheek. It was going to leave a bruise.
Natasha stood, picked your leash from the floor, and tugged on it. You didn’t want to keep her waiting, so you obediently crawled toward her.
You kept your head low as you exited the store, the words of your seller replaying in your mind. You didn't want to be tortured or die. You were scared.
That's when you decided that you weren't going to let that happen to you. Somehow, you were going to escape. If only you knew what a mistake that would be.
Taglist: @alexawynters @tia-thesimp
#wandanat x reader#wandanat x y/n#wandanat x you#wanda x reader#wanda maximoff x you#black widow x you#natasha romanoff x y/n#wanda x you#natasha romanoff x reader#kayoposts#unbreakable ties#wanda maximoff x reader
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Unbreakable Ties
This series will have persistent dark themes such as human trafficking and dubious consent. You are responsible for your own media consumption.
Pairing: Mobbosses!WandaNat x Fem!Reader
Summary: Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff, renowned as the city's most powerful and dangerous mob bosses, decided that their lives needed a touch more excitement, leading them to acquire a pet.
Series Warnings: Human trafficking, murder, dubcon, violence, smut, angst, heavy pet play, dom/sub dynamics.
── Main Story ──
: ̗̀➛The Greetings
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I’m gunna die if I don’t see this mob boss fic soon
im just finalising it now and it’ll be posted 🙏🙏 i can’t decide on a series name so not sure when it’ll be posted but i did write a summary!!
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😋😋 i’ve already completed the first chapter im just too lazy to write a summary so idk when it’s gonna come out
im thinking of making a mobboss dark pet play AU but im debating on what pairings so gimme opinions!!
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im genuinely so excited for the among us show because ashley johnson and randall park are playing in it
#kayotalks#tlou#the entire time im gonna be hearing ellie williams and jimmy woo playing among us#shit is gonna slap
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that one rich milf you see on holiday and then never see again
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