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𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀, 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽,
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📻 25+ mun, she/her, GMT
Anyway. Bed time.
November 30, 2025 at 10:54 PM
Some people like that sort of thing.
if any of you get near me with a mistletoe , i'm cutting your fucking fingers off .
November 30, 2025 at 10:45 PM
“I also gave you lots of berries because you’re supposed to take a berry for every kiss. And when there’s no more berries, there’s no more kisses.”
November 30, 2025 at 10:34 PM
“Look, I’m sorry, but if you kiss under holly, you might get a little prick.”

“And nobody wants a little prick.”
November 30, 2025 at 10:30 PM
Wait… it’s not even mistletoe.

It’s holly!
November 30, 2025 at 10:18 PM
“It’s so annoying.”
November 30, 2025 at 10:14 PM
"I can always go back to get anything that I need."

"I like meeting new beings."
"You can bring what you like. the trip should be a few weeks but just under a month.

yje good news is you can breathe the air there. the bad, depending upon how you are, is it is a safe haven for all manner of creatures and planetary races."
Her mouth moved, ready to ask a dozen questions, then she swallowed them back.

“Do I have to pack? Will it be cold? Can I bring my knitting?”
November 30, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Winnifred had assured @profdeclairmont.bsky.social that she did know how to make garlands, and it wasn't something she'd lied about.

She had spent all morning and afternoon with floristry wire, sharp scissors, secateurs, plyers, and boxes of festive picks to create beauty. -
November 30, 2025 at 5:01 PM
“Just wait until we get to bed, husband. I have thought up a new way to kill you as you peak. It should really draw out your pleasure, and mine.”

Now draping herself off his neck and trailing kisses along his perfect jaw.
"Oh, and I missed your violence, my love."

Ah, kisses. This is even better than a stabbing session.
"I missed how well you bleed."

Peppering his face with kisses.
November 30, 2025 at 8:54 AM
Her mouth moved, ready to ask a dozen questions, then she swallowed them back.

“Do I have to pack? Will it be cold? Can I bring my knitting?”
"Both. And FTL or Faster Than Light engines, powered by vibranium. Wakanda oversees S.H.I.E.L.D.'s space program S.W.O.R.D."
“You see? Not my God. Not even my pantheon. But.. that doesn’t matter, does it?”

“Do you have space ships, or wormhole devices?”
November 29, 2025 at 11:47 PM
She would not cry over it. She had shed too many tears already. And besides, it was now just a dull ache and a lot of old memories.

“It’s why I didn’t want to have any Doctors near me.” Voice low, she shrugged and then shook it off. -
This broke a part of his heart, hands reaching up to touch her face.

"I did not know. I'm so sorry." He frowned a moment, studying her face. "You vill not loose Talia, and vhen ve have more they will not be lost either."

He smiled then, reaching for her while she was already in his grasp.

~
“Am I?”

She always seemed so surprised when he said anything like that.

“Hm. I don’t know. Maybe three or four? I was an only child and it was very lonely. But I saw larger families and the children never got enough time with their parents. And two just seems to be too few. What do you think?” -
November 29, 2025 at 11:44 PM
“You see? Not my God. Not even my pantheon. But.. that doesn’t matter, does it?”

“Do you have space ships, or wormhole devices?”
He was stunned silent for a moment or two, shocked by the lucidity of the moment.

"Wakanda answers to the will of Bast as her chosen people and the Orisha. To that point, we have mostly stayed quiet and cultivated our resources until very recently where i exposed us to the outside world."
“I was placed upon this path to cull the cults that appear to worship my God by those who work to keep It asleep. Wakana seems to be sensible enough to not direct attention towards my God. So, I don’t know much about Wakanda or its people.”

A lucid explanation for once. -
November 29, 2025 at 11:17 PM
“Am I?”

She always seemed so surprised when he said anything like that.

“Hm. I don’t know. Maybe three or four? I was an only child and it was very lonely. But I saw larger families and the children never got enough time with their parents. And two just seems to be too few. What do you think?” -
"You are my right person."

His eyes never left hers, but the smile shifted to a more serious look. "How big a family vould you like?"

This to him? A miracle. To have this sense of warmth and safety.
“Well, not right now, maybe not for a little while. But I would really like to have more babies. I always dreamed of a large family, you know.”

“With the right person for the right reasons.”

Not what she’d been forced into.
November 29, 2025 at 11:13 PM
“I was placed upon this path to cull the cults that appear to worship my God by those who work to keep It asleep. Wakana seems to be sensible enough to not direct attention towards my God. So, I don’t know much about Wakanda or its people.”

A lucid explanation for once. -
T'Challa watched, fascinated. He studied her micro expressions, body language, and even heartrate and movement as she did this. it was very interesting.

he smiled at her conclusion.

'Wakanda is nothing if not secretive."
“Huh.”

Her head tilted, the pupils of her eyes dilating a little as she searched through all the knowledge that she had access to. More than most, less than some.

“I have no information on any planet Wakanda. I like not knowing things.”
November 29, 2025 at 10:55 PM
I like intergalactic travel!
November 29, 2025 at 10:46 PM
“Huh.”

Her head tilted, the pupils of her eyes dilating a little as she searched through all the knowledge that she had access to. More than most, less than some.

“I have no information on any planet Wakanda. I like not knowing things.”
"Most dont.

Vibranium is scarce there and used as a rare commodity."
“There is a planet Wakanda?”

She didn’t know that.

“Is it full of vibranium?”
November 29, 2025 at 10:45 PM
“There is a planet Wakanda?”

She didn’t know that.

“Is it full of vibranium?”
T'Challa lilted his head and gave a knowing smirk, debating on if he should tell her or not.

"To Wakanda," he stated, "𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 Wakanda."
“To which part? It’s very big, you know. Space. All folded up in on itself and all.”

“But I do like the colours and the swirling and the sounds it all makes.”
November 29, 2025 at 10:36 PM
“Well, not right now, maybe not for a little while. But I would really like to have more babies. I always dreamed of a large family, you know.”

“With the right person for the right reasons.”

Not what she’d been forced into.
"I was at the time, only half making a joke. Ve hadn't discussed it and if you didn't want to, I vould not push." But he was smiling then and now, it was clear he'd thought about it a lot.

" But I vould be overjoyed if you wanted a bigger family. Vhat ve have is such a blessing."

~
A little shift and she was almost on top of him, curled around him and enjoying the warmth and comfort.

“Do you remember when you said we could make her a sibling? Did you mean that?”
November 29, 2025 at 10:15 PM
“To which part? It’s very big, you know. Space. All folded up in on itself and all.”

“But I do like the colours and the swirling and the sounds it all makes.”
he laughed and kissed her forehead.

"You are quite adorable. And holding you breath in the vacuum of space would destroy you far quicker than not. You are very astute in that.

if you want to go to space, i can take you."
“I’ll just hold my breath.”

Demonstrates as she leans in, cheeks bulging until she has to let her breath puff back out.

“I can practice. Or is it that I have to empty my lungs because the air will boil?”
November 29, 2025 at 10:11 PM
“I wanna F-R-E-OKAY!”
November 29, 2025 at 10:03 PM
A little shift and she was almost on top of him, curled around him and enjoying the warmth and comfort.

“Do you remember when you said we could make her a sibling? Did you mean that?”
"She vill not. And ve vill. It gets better every day." He kissed her, soft and sweetly, but let it linger. He wanted her to feel his heart in it. Their shared love for something better, for the good and kind things of their different places and pasts.

The simplicity of a kinder world.

~
"Nuts, mostly. Covered in layers of sugar. Sometimes they have flavourings, but it's not often plum. They only call them sugar plums because they end up shaped like plums."

"And then the Nutcracker made them famous, but by that point, they'd mostly stopped being made." -
November 29, 2025 at 9:38 PM
“I’ll just hold my breath.”

Demonstrates as she leans in, cheeks bulging until she has to let her breath puff back out.

“I can practice. Or is it that I have to empty my lungs because the air will boil?”
there were inner breast pockets on both sides as well as interior side pockets for wallets and cell phones

"I doubt it will help you breathe in space, but it will continue to regulate your temperature."
Is that why it smelled so good? Eyes closed as she breathed in and idly let her fingers search for inner pockets.

"How would it do in the vacuum of space?"
November 29, 2025 at 8:50 PM
Is that why it smelled so good? Eyes closed as she breathed in and idly let her fingers search for inner pockets.

"How would it do in the vacuum of space?"
places his black overcoat around her shoulders. It captured his scent mix of cocoabutter, bergamot, and saffron. It captures body heat, amplifies and disperses it around the body keepin the perfect temp even in snow.

"better?"
November 29, 2025 at 7:22 PM
"Nuts, mostly. Covered in layers of sugar. Sometimes they have flavourings, but it's not often plum. They only call them sugar plums because they end up shaped like plums."

"And then the Nutcracker made them famous, but by that point, they'd mostly stopped being made." -
"I had alvays vondered vhat they were, I never had them growing up."

These moments of softness and quiet were all of his days now with them, no longer brief hours or days between crises. He knew it wouldn't last forever, so he wouldn't squander the time.

"As a child, stealing stray popcorn..."

~
“It’s better fresh, I think. Popcorn. With butter and salt.”

And the bed was cosy, warm, and comfortable. The fire crackled in the hearth and Effie snuggled up against him.

“Should I show you how to make sugar plums? There’s no plums in them.”
November 29, 2025 at 6:36 PM
Sticking her hands up under her own jumper because they are much too cold.
November 29, 2025 at 6:29 PM