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sharon voice: you have, in no way at all, assured me such a thingĀ

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@inecedeā
Taylor is a phenomenal human being that is so sweet and pure; 10/10 would recommend because w o w. What a quality person. What a genuine gift. Also: her portrayal of Steveās character is spot-on. That being said, I will love and support both mun and muse for the rest of my days.
@weaponizedembraceā
You areā¦The reason I mustered the courage to dive into this fandom in the first place, to be quite honest. Having found your blog by chance, I read over your rules, followed on a different blog (in an entirely different fandom xD) andā¦Well, now we talk, and I really do enjoy all our interactions (both ic and ooc). So thank you for being you!Ā
@thepiercingeyedpirateā
Utter garbage. Trash pirate extraordinaire. 10/10 would recommend anyway, cause Killian Jones might be garbage, but heās likeā¦Above average garbage; more like recyclable. Also Iāve known the mun for practically all my life, and even though he terrorizes me at every given opportunity, I wouldnāt trade him for the world <3Ā
THEREāSĀ Ā SOMETHINGĀ Ā ABOUTĀ Ā HERĀ Ā REFLECTIONĀ Ā SHEĀ Ā DOESNāTĀ Ā RECOGNIZEĀ Ā Ā Ā ;Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā sheĀ Ā isĀ Ā aĀ Ā womanĀ Ā withĀ Ā yearsĀ Ā ofĀ Ā tormentĀ Ā sittingĀ Ā heavyĀ Ā uponĀ Ā herĀ Ā shouldersĀ Ā ,Ā Ā soldieringĀ Ā onĀ Ā throughĀ Ā theĀ Ā deadlyĀ Ā tempestsĀ Ā thatĀ Ā dareĀ Ā toĀ Ā trapĀ Ā theĀ Ā widowĀ Ā .Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā (Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā youāreĀ Ā aĀ Ā spyĀ Ā ,Ā Ā notĀ Ā aĀ Ā soldierĀ Ā .Ā Ā nowĀ Ā youĀ Ā wantĀ Ā toĀ Ā wadeĀ Ā intoĀ Ā warĀ Ā .Ā Ā whyĀ Ā ?Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā )Ā Ā Ā Ā theĀ Ā innateĀ Ā callingĀ Ā withinĀ Ā herĀ Ā begsĀ Ā herĀ Ā toĀ Ā doĀ Ā goodĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā /Ā Ā Ā Ā yourĀ Ā handsĀ Ā areĀ Ā stainedĀ Ā withĀ Ā bloodĀ Ā ,Ā Ā dearĀ Ā .Ā Ā ohĀ Ā ,Ā Ā butĀ Ā sheāsĀ Ā alwaysĀ Ā beenĀ Ā beautifulĀ Ā withĀ Ā herĀ Ā brutalityĀ Ā .Ā Ā sheĀ Ā stepsĀ Ā fromĀ Ā theĀ Ā mirrorĀ Ā ,Ā Ā gentleĀ Ā stridesĀ Ā paddingĀ Ā acrossĀ Ā questionableĀ Ā tiledĀ Ā flooringĀ Ā toĀ Ā enterĀ Ā backĀ Ā intoĀ Ā sharedĀ Ā roomĀ Ā .Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā &Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā thereāsĀ Ā somethingĀ Ā soothingĀ Ā aboutĀ Ā knowingĀ Ā heādĀ Ā beĀ Ā thereĀ Ā uponĀ Ā returnĀ Ā .Ā Ā pitterĀ Ā patterĀ Ā acrossĀ Ā hardwoodĀ Ā floorĀ Ā !Ā Ā herĀ Ā frameĀ Ā ,Ā Ā gracefulĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā &Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā poisedĀ Ā ,Ā Ā crawlsĀ Ā intoĀ Ā theĀ Ā sheetsĀ Ā .Ā Ā sheĀ Ā greatlyĀ Ā welcomesĀ Ā theĀ Ā warmthĀ Ā ofĀ Ā hisĀ Ā grandioseĀ Ā frameĀ Ā .Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā anythingĀ Ā goodĀ Ā onĀ Ā tvĀ Ā ?Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā itāsĀ Ā aĀ Ā comfortableĀ Ā routineĀ Ā Ā Ā (Ā Ā Ā Ā youĀ Ā Ā Ā &Ā Ā Ā meĀ Ā againstĀ Ā theĀ worldĀ Ā Ā Ā )Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā butĀ Ā nataliaĀ Ā knowsĀ Ā betterĀ Ā thanĀ Ā toĀ Ā thinkĀ Ā theyāreĀ Ā outĀ Ā ofĀ Ā theĀ Ā woodsĀ Ā completelyĀ Ā .
* Ā Ā Ā š¹ Ā Ā Ā i. Ā Ā @inecede gets a plotted starterĀ !
an odd kind of kinship.Ā sif & steveĀ ā (@inecede) contād from xĀ
Sif is grinning a nearly predatory smile as the captain replies. After battle, there was always a leftover thrum of energy running hot and molten through her veins. It put her on edge, yes, but it was a good sort of edge. Everything was on high-speed, it seemed.Ā āYou have much yet to learn, Captain.ā Sifās smile softened a little, less cat-like as a small laugh escaped her mouth at the look of tired shock on his face.Ā
āBut then again, I suppose I have much to learn from you too. In battle and on Midgard.ā Her stay on Steveās planet had not been long yet, and the man in iron had been kind enough to allow her stay at Stark Towers. In fact, that was the reason why the two had just returned from a mission. But despite their differences, Sif felt a strange kinship with Steve Rogers. The two were both equally out of placeĀ ā a man out of his time, and a warrior from a different realm. To be quite honest, Sif felt most comfortable in his company.Ā āI suppose thatās where you and I agree, then?ā
@brokcnsouls & @inecede || because why not both?Ā
Loud -- her thoughts are too loud, and clamor for attention that sheās loathe to give. For Natasha knows all too well what will happen once the darkened corners of her mind are acknowledged, and sheās well aware of how it will inevitably end; painfully. She swings her legs carefully over the side of the mattress and pads out of the room, seeking to place a necessary distance between herself and the two men that share a bed with her.
God knows theyāve endured enough suffering without taking on her demons, too.
The world outside of the hut is blissfully quiet, save for the occasional bleating from a dissatisfied goat. āAlways got something to say, donāt you?ā She mutters fondly, shooting the offender a small, tight lipped smile. āJust like him.ā Her thoughts inevitably stray to blonde hair, sincere blue eyes, and a jaw set with determination. From there, her mind conjures images of darker hair tied back in a loose bun, kind eyes, and a mouth curled into an easy grin. Her boys; beautiful, tragic, and too good for her. Far too good.

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@inecede || cont. because I have no self control and I love these twoĀ
Steve Rogers is many things (reckless, stubborn, determined) -- but the quality that Natasha admires, perhaps most of all, is his heart. To think that a heart of that size and generosity was once housed within a much smaller, more frail body...If she were the more sentimental type, then she would undoubtedly wonder if that had anything to do with the laundry list of ailments that plagued him at the time.
āMuch. Thank you.ā Her tone is clipped and deceptively dry; those emerald eyes of hers tell a different story, however. Mirth dances in her gaze, and quirks the corners of her mouth into a grin mirroring his.
That same playful gaze scans his form, landing eventually on the now closed book still in his grasp. She inclines her head in its direction, before peering up at him from beneath dark lashes. āThat any good?āĀ
ā Oh, itās not as bad as it sounds. ā
THAT FOREBODES MORE THAN IT SEEMS,Ā Ā Ā sheāsĀ sureĀ thisĀ isĀ onlyĀ theĀ tipĀ ofĀ theĀ icebergā¦Ā Ā Ā EspeciallyĀ whenĀ aĀ certainĀ infamousĀ RussianĀ isĀ theĀ plannerĀ ofĀ thisĀ undercoverĀ bustĀ thatĀ hadĀ justĀ beenĀ assigned.Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Yeah,Ā Ā sure.Ā Ā WhatĀ couldĀ Ā p o s s i b l yĀ Ā goĀ wrong ? Ā Ā ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā SharonĀ tossesĀ herĀ handsĀ upĀ inĀ theĀ airĀ inĀ defeatĀ āāāĀ Ā thereĀ reallyĀ wasĀ noĀ clearĀ wayĀ outĀ ofĀ thisĀ withoutĀ further consequencesĀ fromĀ herĀ fellowĀ spyĀ Ā āāāĀ Ā butĀ itāsĀ asĀ thoughĀ theĀ motionĀ onlyĀ stirsĀ upĀ moreĀ unwelcomedĀ uncertainly,Ā Ā withĀ aĀ pangĀ ofĀ Ā r e g r e tĀ forĀ herĀ choiceĀ ofĀ words. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā āāāāāĀ DonātĀ answerĀ that.Ā Ā Ā Did Nat put you up to this ?Ā Ā Ā I know she did.Ā Ā Ā She did,Ā Ā didnāt sheĀ ? Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā @inecedeāĀ Ā āĀ Ā river song sentence meme.
ššššš šš ššššššš ššš ššš ššš ššššššš šš ššš, @inecede.
itās a paradoxical continuum on its own: this entire serene morning routine spent with steve. theyāre fugitives for everyone, running from everyone. that, however, makes it somewhat calm for james ā at least heās not running alone now, and the world knows it. heās no longer hiding in the shadows, but openly escaping every trap, every law, in order to maintain this peace that heās been sharing with steve. and so, mornings are shared like this: their limbs intertwined underneath the tangled sheets, draped over them as they jump from places to places, their rooms are ever-changing. but this, this is somehow what heās always wanted, and his sleep is often rimmed with the weight of memories about a man half his size. and how heās always wanted to share his life with that man. now that he does, he mulls over his decision again and again and again as he lies his head against steveās chest, temple pressed against the gentle thuds. āsteve,ā he says. āi know it doesnāt even matter now that weāre on the run from law⦠in all countries. but you know, unlike when we were younger, gay marriage is legal, right?ā