#bishop talks back

[felix-cant-ski]

🎃 Trick or Treat! 🎃

#wizard101 #wizard 101 #w101 #wizzy #halloween #hallowe'en #trick or treat #ask #reply #anonymous #hey nonny nonny #bishop talks back

[cityandking]

vesper is experiencing inquisition like a game of chess where there is always a Right move to make and she has to balance that against her own sense of duty and morality and justice. narayani is experiencing inquisition like a game of chess but she doesn't know the rules so she's eating the pieces when her opponent isn't looking

#she doesn't know bishops can't do that. sounds like a skill issue. #the thing is at the end of the day even with (especially with) the circle vesper unfortunately has gifted child syndrome #whereas narayani has never known an authority figure in her life that she couldn't sit down with and/or talk back to #the deeper I get into narayani's run the more I want them to hang out. post-game vesper and post-game narayani would be So interesting #anyway #dragon age #da lb #narayani #vesper

[thelawsofdaylight]

Lots of things to discuss in 1.1.4 but I think my favourite thing will forever be how Hugo uses it as a discussion point to talk about the guillotine and the death penalty more widely (spoiler alert he is not in favour!!!!)

In particular I just really enjoy how he emphasises the guillotine itself is not a neutral object and rejects neutrality in the view of the observer too. Hugo’s prose here is just really beautiful (it’s the Romanticism!!!) and it feels like the first time his opinion really comes through as his own without him having to use another vehicle to convey it. He’s really laying out a thesis and it’s important that this question of death and what right we have to use it as a punishment comes so early on in the text- Hugo has a lot to say on the subject and only 1462 pages in which to do it!!

Also, this is the first time we see Myriel even a little less than 100% self assured and Hugo makes a point of how witnessing the execution has a very visible effect on him. It’s also the first (explicit) hint we get that maybe his way of viewing the world isn’t entirely as good as it maybe seems- he doesn’t stop the execution! He doesn’t agree with it but there’s a contradiction between human law and Divine law that he can’t bridge and that shakes him to the extent that he then avoids having to confront it.

Also okay this next bit is under the cut for (very minor) Spoilers but:

I just really enjoy Hugo’s phrasing of this section:

“The scaffold is a vision. The scaffold is not a piece of carpentry; the scaffold is not a machine; the scaffold is not an inert bit of mechanism constructed of wood, iron and cords.“

And how it really reminds me of something Enjolras says about the barricade in 5.1.5:

“This barricade is not made of paving-stones, nor of joists, nor of bits of iron; it is made of two heaps, a heap of ideas, and a heap of woes.”

These constructions are more than the sum of their parts!!! You cannot view these things divorced from the context in which they are constructed or as less than the things they represent (and don’t even think about trying!!) These objects defy neutrality!!! You cannot observe the guillotine or the barricades and come away the same person!!! I just think it’s neat!!!

#les mis letters #bishop myriel #1.1.4 #this whole chapter has so much to talk about #i feel like this is the first time i've properly appreciated just how nice hugo's writing style is here #he is not holding back!!!! #also i don't know the etiquette for spoilers here? i quoted a passage from later on in the brick so it's behind the read more. just in case #anyway!

[dreadgrace-a]

Lark's life in the temple was incredibly regimented. From her earliest awareness, her days were laid out and managed to the minute. She had no privacy.

If she could speak, she could pray. If she could walk and grip, she could wield a weapon. If she could wield a weapon with any finesse, she could sacrifice to her Father.

She earned privileges like leisure time as she grew older, but those were not a guarantee. They could be stripped from her if she disobeyed or otherwise displeased the priesthood (and thus Father) as the mildest of punishments she faced.

All this served to wear down her will until she was no more than an instrument of worship, the same as an altar.

#headcanon. #cults tw #indoctrination tw #i was thinking back to talking to bishop abt lark participating in indoctrination and. well. here you go #abuse tw

[meatcatt]

YIPPEEE!! Thank you all for 1k followers! It's kinda crazy that this tumblr account I use to post silly goofy little guys has gotten as big as it is (at least big for me)! I hope to keep posting stuff you guys like for as long as I can! To celebrate I'm going to be taking doodle requests tonight and tomorrow- They'll be fully rendered doodles and you're free to request anything you'd like! I'll try to do as many as I can! My only rule is that it needs to be cult of the lamb related! If you have a request please send it to my ask box!!!

More thoughts under the cut:

Not to over share or anything- but I joined this fandom to distract myself from some shitty things that where happening in my personal life. I'm actually not big on fandom- I barely made fanart before cult of the lamb. It was actually completely on accident that I joined the fandom at all. I was sad and I spent all day scrolling through tumblr when I discovered the bishop blog of all things and became obsessed with it for a lack of a better word. I even had notifications on for it cuz it was one of the few things that made me smile while I was in a really shitty rough patch. It's kind of silly but every time it was posted to I would sneak off to the bathroom at work to read whatever the new post was. It was small but it really did make me happy. Eventually COTT was created and I took a huge gamble on joining that server in a bid to make new friends to feel better. Upon joining I met some people I really wanted to impress and started making fanart- and thus this blog was created. It's actually kinda funny because my intro to COTT still mentions that I never posted to tumblr lol. This fandom has been a wild ride for me- I met my best friend and my partner through these silly cultists and that's so cool. I'm really grateful for everything that's happened in the past 3 months and I thank you all so much for your time,,, means the world to me ;;!

#meat talks #my art #1k follower post #just adding that so i can look back on it #i didn't have anywhere to post it in the little paragraph but #my partner and my best friend are the ones who ran the bishop blog so thats so weird #guess i wanna do a special shout out to both of you (especially sky for making it) for giving me something to smile about #especially in a time i didnt have much too smile about #and then i wouldn't have even attempted to make friends with you both if smokey didnt text me first #what a strange set of concidences #anyways happy 1k to me #may this blog last for a long time :>

[uraesthete]

uh re watching Hawkeye again just for Kate 😔 I’m down bad for her

#nell talks #i need her #i miss her #kate come back the kids miss you #truly believe I have a chance with her #hawkeye #not enough kate x reader #kate bishop

[karihighman]

#the rookie #black and white photos #angela lopez #alyssa diaz #birthday girl #titus makin #jackson west #talia bishop #afton williamson #way back when #way back Wednesday #the rookie season 1 #shop talk twitter #as seen on twitter #training day #police training #target practice #dressing room #costume fitting #on set photos

[littlepuffy4ever]

IM SORRY MORE TALKING BUT

I love the concept that, in one of the encounters with Leshy, Heket and Kallamar, it really gives the vibe that Leshy saw that the Lamb kept defeating the witnesses and he went straight to Heket to complain, bc the next line she says is "so its true the red crown sits upon the brow of another"

it has the same energy of when you find a big bug in your house and you go tell your sibling (s) bc its midnight and you dont want to wake up your parents

#leshy at anuras entrance: theyre fucking back *sobs #the parent in here could be shamura ig since heket didnt want to bother them #cotl #bishops #i dunno if it makes sense i hope it does #puffy talks

[starboy14176]

I HATE KEONS. me and keons have personal beef. I hope that crusty mf rots in hell

#I hate him more than nico because everyone is like ‘oh the good bishops’ bitch does SOS -cl mean nothing 2 u #*bishop #ok anyway going back to being normal #ty talks about tøp

[felix-cant-ski]

#ask #reply #ziracona #bishop talks back #april fool's 2024 #tumblr april fools #april fool's day #boop #boop o meter #evil boop #fate #fate grand order #gif warning

[my-chemical-rot]

Watching an interview from 2017 where Blothar is like oooh the new album sucks it’s trash we recorded the whole thing on the phone and paid a shitty producer 5 billion dollars >:) but he can’t even keep the bit going he has to stop and be like well no actually it’s really good and we put a lot of work into it and one of the songs is a tribute to Oderus :) I love him so much every interview with him is an absolute gem

#Blothar the Berserker my most beloved. gently holding him #Top ten guys who are not machine washable. gently washing him by hand. #Read a different interview where Dr Michael Bishop talks about why he left GWAR & why he came back and ooogh shit made me cry!!!

[lady-of-the-spirit]

Diana valuing the chance to learn how to run a household in the book >>>> Diana dismissing the chance to learn how to run the household in the show

#i think they were going for a 'she doesn't want to run the house bc she's an academic more than a wife' vibe #and Philippe did say him giving her the keys was a sign of his respect which i like but yeah it felt a little dismissive? #not to say that her backing away from what she thinks is a sexist jab is bad! esp since the show doesn't go into her academic learnings #so wouldn't get to talk about it being a pretty important role. anyway #shadow of night #a discovery of witches #all souls trilogy #diana bishop #i'm saying stuff #anyway yeah! running the household and a manor at that in those ages was a big deal! it was important!

[marvelfilth]

Family dinner

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x f!reader, Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova, platonic!Kate Bishop x f!reader

Warnings: a very poor attempt at humour

Summary: your best friend Kate needs backup after a mishap with Yelena's family

Masterlist

“I need you here yesterday!”

“What?” You whisper-shout, looking around the office to make sure no one noticed you ducking away to take a call from your best friend.

“Please, I'm desperate! I can't do this alone, they're like sharks and I just spilled blood!”

“Kate, what the hell are you talking about?”

“Yelena's family! They're scary as shit on a good day, but now we messed up real bad, and I think they're gonna decapitate me,” she whines.

“Okay, let's backtrack. What did you do?”

“...”

“Kate?”

There's shuffling on the other side, a deep sigh and then, “Melina found the handcuffs. With the fur. They were still attached to the bed.”

You snort, loud enough to attract annoyed looks from your coworkers. “Happens to the best of-”

“And the whip. It was on the bed too.”

You chortle, this time not caring about your surroundings, and swiftly move further down the hall. “She knows Yelena's a big girl, she can ha-”

“Natasha was there too!”

You stop in your tracks. Now that's interesting.

“She'll never let you forget it,” you say with all the confidence you have, even though you've never met the woman before. You know just enough from what Kate and Yelena told you to be sure of that.

“She's not letting me forget it now! She got all sneaky and secretive, whispering with Melina and looking at me, and now I'm on my way to a family dinner. A family dinner with my girlfriend's family, while said girlfriend got called away on some emergency mission,” she huffs angrily.

“There's no emergency mission, is there?”

“There better be!”

You chuckle, shaking your head. It's never a boring day with Kate Bishop.

“So,” she starts, aiming for a nonchalant tone, “I'm downstairs.”

“What?”

“Yep. Waiting for you at the front. Better hurry, parking is expensive as hell.”

“Kate.”

“I'm your bestie. And my girlfriend's mom found the handcuffs. I need you.”

You check the time, noting that the workday is nowhere near it's end. With a sigh, you head for the elevator, not even bothering to come back for your bag.

“I love you.”

“I haven't agreed to-”

“I know what that sigh means!”

You groan. “Yeah, yeah. You owe me.”

×××

Turns out, Yelena's family is even scarier then you imagined.

“So, Y/n,” Melina starts, looking at you like you're one of her lab rats, “Do you usually leave your… sexual… stuff after you're done?”

You turn red, choking on the wine. Kate sends you a look of pity.

Natasha smirks.

“I don't… I'm not sure- Um. Well, no.”

Melina hums, nodding to herself. “Good.”

She digs into her food, and you exhale in relief, feeling like the worst part is over.

“So where do you keep your stuff, Y/n?” Natasha asks over the rim of her glass, her eyes full of mischief.

Kate slides lower in her seat, boring holes into her fork.

Melina perks up, once again regarding you like one of her subjects. “I would also like to know. To pass the advice to my daughter and her girlfriend.”

You gulp.

“Well?” Natasha prompts.

You shudder from the intensity of the look she's giving you.

“Can we move on?” Kate whispers, looking around nervously.

“Yes, of course,” Melina nods, her eyes lighting up like she was waiting for a subject change.

Natasha sends Kate an amused smile, and you relax slightly. Now the worst part is over, you're sure.

“So, Y/n-”

Fuck.

“-are you single?”

You nod, shoving a forkful of some meat salad - which mostly consists of mayonnaise - to avoid talking.

“And you're gay, correct?” Melina asks, peering into your very soul.

You nod again, chewing fast.

“Why are you gay?”

You choke on a piece of potato, wheezing and reaching for a glass of water. Kate almost falls of her chair in haste to smack you on the back. Natasha just looks at her mother, unimpressed. “Really?”

“What?” Melina shrugs. “I'm a scientist, I'm conducting research.”

The redhead groans, rubbing her eyes. “Of course.”

You feel a little better now that Natasha is annoyed.

Melina still looks at you, expecting an answer.

You sigh, “Are you gay?”

She blinks, looking like an owl. Natasha chokes on a laugh, sending you a look of appreciation. Kate mutters something about bathroom and darts out of the room, hopefully to call Yelena and fix all this mess.

“Well,” Melina starts, deep in thought. “I suppose I've never given it much of a thought.”

You nod, feeling accomplished in swaying attention from yourself.

“Natasha.” The older woman turns abruptly. “You are gay.”

The redhead groans, sliding down in her seat. “Mother, please.”

“She's gay, and you're gay. You're both miserably single.”

“Huh?” You frown, affronted.

“Fuck my life,” Natasha mumbles into the table, her face pressed tight against it in a feeble effort of disappearing.

“Yelena's on her way!” Kate walks back into the room, triumphant.

“Finally,” you sigh, pointedly looking at the ceiling to avoid Melina's penetrative gaze. “Where's she, by the way?”

“Hiding, probably,” Natasha snorts, shaking her head. “Escaped the scene of crime and left her girlfriend to pick up the mess.” She raises her glass in Kate's general direction, “You're doing good so far, Bishop. Even brought reinforcement - good thinking.”

“Yes-yes,” Melina nods, her eyes darting between you three. “Yelena's a bit of a coward in that regard, but we have an important matter to discuss.”

Natasha glares at her mother. “No, we don-”

“Natasha can cook. Well, she can microwave.”

“What did I miss?” Kate frowns, settling back into her seat. “Actually, no. I don't want to know.”

“As I was saying,” Melina clears her throat, paying no mind to the murderous look Natasha sends her. You'd feel gleeful at that - Natasha's plan came back to bite her in the ass - if you weren't the other victim in this scenario. “Natasha can cook. She's excellent with knives. She's an excellent shot. She can dismantle a bomb in a matter of seconds. She's a… a catch.”

You smile at the miserable expression on Natasha's face, her cheeks dusted with pink.

“Oh…” Kate whispers, looking at you from the corner of her eye. “Well, actually, Y/n is-” she yelps loudly when your heel connects with her toes, and turns bright red at the shooting pain. “-a bitch. She's a bitch.”

The look in Melina's eyes turns gleeful. “That was excellent.”

Fucking hell, no matter what you do, your grave turns deeper and deeper.

Natasha snorts, chugging her wine like it's water. Melina's mouth opens again, and you say a stupid thing to save yourself from further embarrassment.

“Can we go back to Kate's handcuffs, please,” you mutter with a sigh.

The look of betrayal your friend sends you doesn't work the way she intended, because you don't feel guilty at all.

Melina's mouth snaps shut, her eyes widening. The sight alone tells you you said the wrong thing.

“Have you and Kate ever-”

“No!” you both shout, before the older woman can finish the question.

“Sounds defensive,” Natasha chuckles, reaching for the bottle of vodka.

“Wha- What?” You hiss, glaring at the spy.

“She's- Y/n’s not even my type! And I'm not her type either!” Kate splutters.

“Mhm,” Natasha hums, “that I can see.”

You gape, not sure if you're supposed to be offended. “What?”

Natasha smirks, planting her chin on her fist. “You need a firm hand. Your best friend is anything, but firm.”

Her eyes trail down your body, pupils darkening ever so slightly. Your cheeks burn and, suddenly, it's hard to breathe. You clear your throat and gulp down the last of your wine, carefully avoiding her gaze.

“O-okay. That's- okay, yep,” Kate mutters to herself. “Fuck my life.”

“Am I wrong?” Natasha husks, reaching across the table to play with the golden bracelet on your wrist.

Really, right in front of her mother?

The front door opens with a loud bang, and you jump up, relieved to see Yelena. The feeling doesn't last long, because a second later you notice the bleeding wound on her torso.

“So that was an actual mission,” you mumble, missing the way Natasha snorts in your haste to get Yelena to the couch.

Kate looks pale, but swiftly starts helping Yelena undress. Melina's ready with the first aid kid by the time they finally tear off the shirt.

“So?” Natasha whispers into your ear, sending goosebumps down your skin. “Am I wrong?”

Apparently, not even her bleeding sister can stop her.

“No,” you reply, “you're not wrong.”

She hums, satisfied. “I am miserably single, you know?"

You let out a loud laugh, not even bothering to quiet down when Yelena sends you a murderous look.

“I am miserably single, too.”

She smiles, nodding to herself.

“Want to fix that?” She asks after a bit, her eyes glinting in the soft evening light.

“They'll never shut up about it,” you groan, stepping closer to her.

“Yeah,” she hums, her grin stretching wider. “So?”

"A little help?" Yelena wheezes, glaring daggers at the two of you. "Hello? Your sister is dying."

“Yes,” you reply, not taking your eyes away from her green pools.

“Perfect,” she breathes, before pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I'll pick you up tomorrow at six.”

"Fucking unbelievable," Yelena mutters and yelps when Melina shushes her with a pinch and a hissed "don't ruin my hard work".

Kate just looks like she's about to faint.

You grin. "I can't wait."

#natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x you #black widow x reader #black widow x female reader #family dinner

[songofsunset]

Wait what does elder in the LDS church mean? What do people think it means? I am so ignorant of it all but I feel like it's important to know since they're so influential in certain places

I think the line I was referring to was "He’d also been an elder in the LDS church but was excommunicated"

To someone unfamiliar, "He'd also been an elder" might sound like he was 'high ranking', but it really just means he spent two years of his life away from home preaching the gospel that would never love him back.

Elder is the honorific you use for a boy who is serving a mission! These are generally teenage boys (18 and 19 and 20ish. The mission lasts for two years and is pretty damn culturally mandatory for boys) So it's a term of respect, but also doesn't imply age or wisdom. Like, for serious, I was taught to look up to the missionaries my whole childhood, but from this end of time I'm like 'oh god they're babies why are we sending them out to represent us they've never even done their own laundry' whoops

Everyday members refer to each other as Brother and Sister Lastname. Men get called by different titles based on the roles they're serving, like Elder for missionaries, Bishop for Bishops, and President for a variety of things from the president of the local group of congregations (a stake) to the actual Prophet and First Presidency of the church.

Women never really get any titles other than Sister, even the ones who are active missionaries. Something something sexism something something a woman's highest honor isn't priesthood it's MOTHERHOOD (unless you're gay in which case you don't need a family it's fine suck it up......)

The role and title associated with age and wisdom that Elder might seem to imply- to someone doesn't know it generally applies to teenagers- is Patriarch.

#Patriarchs are the old guys who give you a Patriarchal blessing that is supposed to guide your life with Prophecy- this is an Actual Thing #lori chat #ask #anon #i used to be mormon #the mormon church has a lot of management levels and also a lot of specific terminology lmao #for instance bishop is more or less equivalent to preacher because he runs the congregation but also he only rarely preaches #usually members give talks #and it is by NO MEANS related to the catholic meaning of bishop lmao #fun fact my parents lived in a ward (congregation) for a while that had a Bishop Bishop and lmao #MAYBE women serving in the temple get a title? but lmao I've forgotten I love that for me #don't even know who the prophet is rn god bless #they lowered the girl mission age from 21 to 19 a while back and im so glad they waited until I left the church or I mighta done it #not serving a mission is one of the best choices I've made right up with not going to BYU lmao #for the record adults can go on missions too as senior missionaries usually when they retire but usually its the teenagers #okay im done hahaha I tried to keep this minimally salty but some snuck through

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

The Witch's Bodyguard

Actress!Wanda Maximoff x Bodygaurd!Fem!Reader

Summary: Wanda is in need of a new bodyguard and you are called upon to fill in.

Word Count:

Warnings: None this is just a set up and establish chapter

A/N: I'm so glad you're all looking forward to this series!

Wanda Maximoff; sure you'd heard the name before. She was one of the top celebrities around. You didn't pay any of it much mind as you worked security at a gala. Your manager had asked you to work there since she'd be there talking about contracts with people. She had other bodyguards under her, but she always favored you. 

“Y/N?” You hear your manager, Val, called out as you stand on the balcony making you turn towards her. Next to her was Wanda Maximoff, you'd seen her around talking with a handful of others like Natasha Romanoff and Kate Bishop. 

“What's up Val? Everything okay?” You ask immediately going into guard mode. She chuckles a bit, putting a hand on your bicep. 

“Calm down. Nothing serious. Miss. Maximoff here was asking about you when she overheard me speaking so highly of you.” You looked over at the ash blonde, you had seen earlier someone playing the trailer for her upcoming movie which explained the blonde instead of her natural brunette.

“Ma'am.” You gave a nice enough smile and held out your hand. 

“It is very nice to meet you…” Her voice trailed off, leaving you to fill in.

“Y/L/N. Y/N Y/L/N.” She smiles and takes your hand.  You see her eyes rake over you, assessing if you'd be a good fit. Currently you were wearing black army pants and a tight fitting black short sleeve shirt. As she looked you over, you swear you see her bite her lip.

“You said she's available, right?” Wanda looks away, back to Val, as if you suddenly don't exist anymore.

“Yes she's open right now. We can draw up a contract for you to look over if you'd like?” Val suggests earning a smile from Wanda.

“That would be lovely. Can it be ready tomorrow? My last bodyguard had to take a leave so I am I'm need of one as soon as possible.” You wonder what could have possibly happened for only a moment before your presence is being requested elsewhere through your ear piece.

“It was lovely to meet you Miss. Maximoff, but I'm needed in the main hall concerning a matter.” You take your leave with a smile, getting one back from both women. 

°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

You had woken up at 5am, done your workout, showered, and had breakfast before you were being summoned by Val for this new contract. Standing in the at home office with Val, Wanda, and a handful of lawyers and other important people from Wanda's team all gathered. You stood at ease behind Val wearing much the same as you were yesterday. Only difference was an army green shirt today.

“We need your signature Mrs. Y/L/N, can we get your signature?” One of the lawyers asked.

“It's Miss and yes you can.” The lawyer looked at the paperwork and Val then went back to you. “I told you to fix that, Val.” you hissed as you signed and initial on the lines indicated. You were used to this by now. You'd been through dozens of contracts with Val. You knew every word in the contract by now.

Your eyes flicked up to Wanda, feeling her eyes on you as you signed. It felt like she wanted to say something, but decided against it as you finished your signatures, pushing the papers back to the lawyer. 

When everything was said and done most of Wanda's team left leaving just Wanda, Val, her manager Agatha, and yourself. There was small talk mostly of what it would entail. One of them being you'd be a live-in bodyguard for her. Sure Wanda had other guards, but you would be her personal bodyguard and she needed you at all times of the day. 

You couldn't complain really. Leaving the old stuffy apartment you'd wanted to leave behind for a while now would be good. You didn't have to pay rent or anything. Food would be provided and you'd still be getting a paycheck each week. It was probably the best possible outcome you could have asked for. 

“Well hire some movers to get all your belongings and bring them here.” Wanda spoke as you followed her down the hallway, her heels clicking on the hardwood. You took in the different pieces of artwork she kept around the house. Her home is mostly filled with white, gray, and blacks. The only splashes of color are scarlet hues every so often mixed into things such as a blanket or an accent rug. “This will be your room here.” 

She opens a door to show off a rather blank room at the moment, but it's bigger than your whole apartment had been and it even has its own bathroom. You were a little in shock. This was a first for you being 24/7 for someone so you'd never stayed in any other celebrity's houses. 

“Once we get your stuff here anything else you might need we can go get or order whichever you prefer.” You honestly weren't sure what to say.

“Oh thank you Miss. Maximoff, but once we get my things here I should be fine. I don't need much, honestly if I didn't have anything besides clothes this room alone would be enough for me.” She let's out a bubbly laugh at your statement. 

“A minimalist. I like that.” She responds and you turn to fully face her.

“I did four tours in Afghanistan ma'am you learn to live minimally.” You tell her. She pauses a moment as if unsure what to say as she just looks at you. 

“Straight out of high school?” She finally asks, but you have the feeling it wasn't what she really wanted to say.

“Yes ma'am. Did four tours and then met Val through a martial art class. I was trying to blow off steam in a healthy manner after coming back. We got to talking and she asked if I wanted to work for her. The rest is history.” You explain without giving away too much. You didn't like any one person knowing everything. She simply nods.

“Well if you need to grab anything we can go do that. Clothes, essentials, all the big stuff we can worry about tomorrow.” 

“We?” 

“Yes. You're supposed to stay close to me and if you need to grab your things then I'm going with you.” She says with a smile. Guess you were stuck with her now. At least she's nice. You've had to work with some people who aren't and you couldn't stand being around them. 

“We can go whenever you're ready.” she tells you, starting to leave the room as you follow close behind.

“Ready when you are ma'am.” 

Taglist: @dorabledewdroop @rroyale-109 @wandanat01 @scarlizziee @nixxnsworld @snoozingredpanda @mrsromanovaa @sweet--escape17

#ley speaks #ley writes #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda x you #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x fem!reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #actress!wanda #beefy!fem!reader #bodyguard!reader #bodyguard au #The Witch's Bodyguard #TWB