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❛       this  isn’t  what  it  looks  like        ❜

Wanda looked over at Natasha.  “Does it ever get easier?”  She asked.  She hoped that at some point it would be easier then it was at the moment.

so  since  i’m  making  absolutely  no  progress  in  writing  because  of  needing  to  answer  the  birthday  asks  from  yesterday,  this  is  a  general  post  to  the  last  of  them  instead  of  individual  answers.  i  was  sent  an  overwhelming  amount  of  them  &  i  truly  need  all  of  you  to  understand   just  how  much   that  means  to  me.  me,  someone  who  usually  feels  isolated  or  alone  in  this  world,  receiving  so  much  love  on  a  day  i  dreaded.  it  literally  means  so  much.  i  cried  &  had  to  turn  my  asks  off  in  the   best  way  possible!  you’re  all  so  kind  &  honestly,  i  don’t  know  what  i  did  to  deserve  you,  but  i’m  glad  i  did!

HE’S EXHAUSTED. DOWN TO THE BONE TIRED.  steve  would  love  nothing  more  than  to  get  a  good  nights  rest  but  their  mission  isn’t  done.  not  yet.  nor  is  there  anyone  on  reserve  who  can  take  his  spot  for  a  while.

it had been a long time. or at least it had felt like it. to have natasha here, home, it was a strange sight. yet while she was immediately on the offensive, having her here was comforting in an odd way. they were powerful on their own, but when you added the both of them together? well, they were a force that couldn’t be stopped. “i see you haven’t grown rusty. maybe the avengers actually did some good for you,” yelena said with a small smirk, holstering her gun and kicking gently at a cabinet that they’d busted in the midst of their fight. “couldn’t stay away?” the smirk only pulled a bit more at the corner of her lips. “because i’m imagining that a visit from you isn’t just a friendly reunion.” if the fight they’d just been through wasn’t obvious enough.

❝ please tell me you’ve eaten something other than peanut butter sandwiches this week. ❞