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“ 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐞 ”
Indie. Selective.
Mutual’s Only RP Blog
Beloved by Hallie (she/her , 21+)
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there is still more to do in making icons and writing out verses, but my muses are all moving to a multi to help me get back into the swing of things
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So is tumblr rping dying or would remaking a multi be a bad idea? More indies and just finally kicking my depressions ass and getting out of bed?
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I know I have been so inactive for the last while, stresses have popped up all over the place but the biggest thing just happened today… I am now and officially a married woman!!!! My wife and I eloped and I’ve never been happier
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I promise I’m getting to starters shortly, finals are around the corner and I’m tying up some loose ends with classes
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Got completely spoilt for my 23rd birthday today so I’m gonna curl up with my switch, fiancé and cats and watch Sherlock and I may write and work shortly depending on how I’m feeling
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
Ind. Sel. Natasha Romanoff
MCU and 616 blended canon
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𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙽𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙱𝙴 𝙰 ‘ 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚄 ’ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙿 𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝙸𝚁 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙿𝙻𝙴. having barely become used to the conveniences of the modern day, assuming the role of partner to a trained assassin and master of espionage, was quite the step and display of confidence in him from fury. though steve appreciated the fact that fury clearly thought that he was ready for a mission alongside romanoff, what hadn’t occurred was the chance to assume an understanding of likes and dislikes, knowing each other enough to answer a question with confidence, or even a moment to assimilate himself into the role he was now expected to play. he didn’t blame natasha for being frustrated with the situation that she was in – she was a practiced professional in these situations, but steve? he was still reminding himself that the telephone no longer had an operator. still, rings had been given to them for the mission, a curated wardrobe, passports and driving licences, and a car assigned to them under their new names. it was a lot, but steve would make sure he’d step up to the plate and serve a home run one way or another.
rubbing at the back of his neck with his free hand, steve placed his bag down on the floor quietly – sharing a room was expected of them considering they were meant to be married, though steve wasn’t the kind of fella to get into bed with a woman even if it was for a mission. still, he offered an apologetic smile of his own, understanding that none of this was exactly to her taste. “ 𝙸’𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷. ” was his response, stepping toward the window to draw the blinds in case anyone happened to be keeping an eye on them. brows raised as he turned back toward her, arms crossing over his chest as he usually did when he was in a situation that he was uncomfortable with. “ 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻, 𝙸 𝙵𝙸𝙶𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙰𝙳𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝚂 𝚆𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴. 𝙸 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽’𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙿𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙽𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸’𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙽’ 𝙾𝙽 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 ‘𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙾𝚁 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴. ” he gives her a lopsided smile as a peace offering. “ 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙾𝙽 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝚃'𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙻𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈’𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝚃𝙷����𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷. ”
She already had the packet of their new information memorized. Natasha was smart and a quick thinker. Sure she had read all about the infamous Captain America, but he was very different in person. Steve Rogers was a person she barely knew. She would’ve been better matched with Stark or Barton on a mission like this, but her and Stark would bicker and the last time Fury placed Romanoff and Barton together on a mission, arrow heads were left in the wall of some dingy motel at the back of town. They can fake it all they want, if they didn’t know each other, someone was going to pick up on it. Natasha wouldn’t have minded if Steve joined her in bed, but she also remembered how his mind still believed it was 70 years previous, whereas Natasha had grown and changed through the times. Maybe that could be something they could bond over?
Sitting up and shaking off the thoughts, Natasha looked over at the large man trying to find the best way to lay on a couch, “you are going to be entirely uncomfortable. If it is better, I can take the couch, I’m half your size.” Natasha’s body length was shorter than the couch and she was used to sleeping in less than ideal places. “Or are you too much of a gentleman to allow me the couch?” Bending down into her bag she started to pull out a simple dinner outfit that she could both conceal a weapon in and fight in if need be. “Make sure you can move in your clothes, we don’t know when we will get found out.” Part of her actually heard what he said, but the other part of Natasha didn’t register that he was offering peace within this mission. “What?” She waited a few more seconds for the words to finally register in her mind. “Thinking on your feet is good, and no, I wouldn’t have picked you first. We don’t know each other and we are pretending we are married,” with a sigh she stood up and started putting her hair in a ponytail so she could shower and get ready. “I don’t drink wine, I am Russian. It’s vodka or nothing. Straight too, entire glass. I don’t play around. Coffee is black, no creamer, no sugar. I prefer an espresso, quick and down the hatch. If we are going to get to know each other, we should start with boundaries. Do we want to know the nitty gritty? Or just the surface level stuff? Cause I can go through my life quick and easy, or I can tell you that black and red are my favorite colors if I had to pick.”
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Kittens are fun and cute until they teeth on your hand and accidentally used your leg as a scratching post
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is the teen wolf fandom ded ? i’m asking for a friend . . .
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Peggy nodded. She could tell that there was something more behind the woman’s words, but they weren’t close enough for Peggy to ask. Instead she smiled back at her. “Of course. I’ve been called a fair share of things I don’t particularly cared for too. It won’t happen again.”
She was trying to get a bead on the redhead, something that was proving infuriatingly difficult. But she was quite entertaining and the first person that Peggy found herself enjoying the conversation. “Isn’t that so often the case?” she chuckled. “I’ll look forward to meeting everyone. It’ll be a treat simply to have another in the room at all. What can yout ell me about the team? If you don’t mind my asking.”
Natasha always kept her words close to her heart, never fearing that her words may just be empty to some and full to others. Laughing weakly she tried to muster a faint smile but her lips just stayed in a flat line. “As long as you don’t do it again, we will have no problems. Not that I can see us having many problems, Carter.” Peggy had already fallen into the line of being referred to by her last name, a tell-tale sign that Nat cared.
There was a big team at play, and a lot of people not knowing one another. “I’ll give you the quick run down, don’t worry if you forget anyone or anything.” She moved closer to sit down nearer to Peggy, getting ready to give the quickest run down of the team, probably in history. “Fury is our head of command, don’t stand on the side with his eye-patch thinking he won’t see you, he’ll just turn. Hill is his right hand, she is easy to get along. Clint is my best friend, he is a sharp shooter and he may only be human but that doesn’t stop him. Stark has an ego bigger than Manhattan, don’t stroke it. Don’t get Banner angry, and Thor is a big baby but acts real tough. Oh and then there is Coulson, he has you in trading cards. Mint condition.”
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There was always a whisper of his name, almost a kin to a calling. The title of the winter soldier had flicked a switch in her mind, like she knew something more than her mind was allowing her to remember. It wasn’t until they were face to face on the bridge that she recalled his name. James. It never clicked in her head when Steve referred to him as Bucky that they knew the same person, but sure enough, they had all crossed each others paths. Rounding a corner she found him, alone in a room, sitting with his thoughts. His stature, almost like the painting in her mind came back to life.
“Knock knock,” she rattled her knuckles against the wall, sore muscles from the downfall of SHIELD battle walked in not even asking him, more acknowledging her presence. “I don’t know how much you remember, but I have information if you want it?”
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How was it that Natasha would always get paired with the ones she didn’t know? She barely knew Steve, yet they were shoved together in tight rooms, on odd missions by Fury, all because they had the same goal. Take down the bad guy and stand for good. A foreign concept for the widow still, but she was most certainly trying. A sweet smile as the couple walked into the inn hand in hand, pretending to be in love, married for all intents and purposes. But Natasha knew that behind the working hard American man facade, Steve still didn’t understand the entire modern world, or trust the Black Widow.
Natasha sighed as she dropped her bag on the bed, hands pushing through auburn locks as she huffed herself back upwards. “Can’t a girl relax in peace?” Natasha knew that Steve didn’t deserve the frustration she was feeling internally, so a quick and whispered sorry slipped her lips before she stood back up. “You said something about potentially getting dinner, to what was it again? Get to know each other? I’m not the getting-to-know type, but I guess for you, I can try it on for size.”
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The person I reblogged this from is super cute and deserves to have a nice day
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