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hi, all. i’ll be moving natasha to my multimuse where she’ll stay as a secondary muse. i’m really just not feeling the marvel rpc right now aside from my billy russo blog ( @billysrussc ) and i’d rather just plop her back on my multimuse and keep her there. i think my days of having nat on a solo blog are done and this was an attempt to bring her back recently but i’m just not feeling like i thought i would. if you’d like to follow me for my marvel muses, you can follow me at my multi @featherstcnes or my billy russo blog, @billysrussc . ily all !
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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE.
hi, all. i’ll be moving natasha to my multimuse where she’ll stay as a secondary muse. i’m really just not feeling the marvel rpc right now aside from my billy russo blog ( @billysrussc ) and i’d rather just plop her back on my multimuse and keep her there. i think my days of having nat on a solo blog are done and this was an attempt to bring her back recently but i’m just not feeling like i thought i would. if you’d like to follow me for my marvel muses, you can follow me at my multi @featherstcnes or my billy russo blog, @billysrussc . ily all !
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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE.
hi, all. i’ll be moving natasha to my multimuse where she’ll stay as a secondary muse. i’m really just not feeling the marvel rpc right now aside from my billy russo blog ( @billysrussc ) and i’d rather just plop her back on my multimuse and keep her there. i think my days of having nat on a solo blog are done and this was an attempt to bring her back recently but i’m just not feeling like i thought i would. if you’d like to follow me for my marvel muses, you can follow me at my multi @featherstcnes or my billy russo blog, @billysrussc . ily all !
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hi, i’ll be around soon to get to my drafts, i know i suck <3 AKLSDJLASKD
if you want to plot at all i’ll be hiding in ims and on discord ! mutuals are free to ask for my handle. ily all !
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wanda maximoff / mxndwitch.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄. she had hidden behind her brother her whole life, shy and reserved around strangers, so being in an unknown country surrounded by strangers she had wronged not long ago, was a lot for her to take, especially given the immense grief she felt after losing her brother. she knew natasha was trying to be KIND, but wanda still didn’t quite know how to react to it. it still felt surreal to be here as part of the Avengers and not fighting them anymore. so much had changed in the past weeks, but she WAS grateful for the team to have accepted her, albeit the bad choices Wanda had made.
“i hope i will fit in”, she said softly, attempting a grateful smile, which didn’t quite reach her eyes. natasha was a force to be reckoned with and the girl couldn’t deny that she already looked up to the older woman, eager to learn from her, but everything about this new beginning came with devastating pain for what she has left behind.
it almost felt like clockwork at the avengers compound, constantly training, perusing through shield mission plans, and just trying to grow accustomed to the new life that they’d all had. things felt different in a way she couldn’t quite place, though she was adjusting. she always did. the new additions to the team would eventually become pieces of the well oiled machine that the avengers were. they had their moments where things weren’t quite so easy, but at the end of the day, they made it all work. hearing wanda speak, nat offered her a gentle smile, it barely tugging at the corner of her lips. “ you will. ” at the end of the day, they were just a team of people that had barely anything in common, searching for some common ground. “ i’ve always worked on my own. i still do. ” the avengers were her family ( she’d never really had one, but this was as much as she could ever compare it to ) but even they couldn’t hold her back from her life she still kept from them. a life that had gotten her the reputation she’d kept throughout her entire life. the black widow, a force to be reckoned with.
“ if you ever need anything, you know where to find me. ” a beat. “ training, questions, anything. ” there was always something going on in the compound, shield agents running around, people trying to make sense of it all. “ even if finding me is just to complain about hating tony,” she added, a teasing smirk on her lips. “ i swear, that man can drive me to the brink of insanity and back again in a span of a couple of minutes. ” pausing, a sigh escaped her lips, a hand moving to rest on her hip as she looked at wanda. “ --------- how are you doing ? ” her tone of voice made it clear she wasn’t just asking generally, but she wasn’t about to simply push the other to talk about anything, either. natasha hated talking about anything personal when it came to herself, so she truthfully wouldn’t blame the other if wanda shut her out immediately.
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i’m not looking for 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. and i’m way past asking permission . earth just lost her 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 defender . so we’re here to fight - and if you wanna stand in our way… 𝔀𝓮'𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸𝓸 . [ … ] most of us are going somewhere we know . that doesn’t mean we should know what to expect . be careful . 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 . this is the fight of our lives … and we’re gonna win . whatever it takes .
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“ --------- what happened? ” she’d only turned away for a few moments -------- clearly a moment or two too long. of course, she knew the only person anyone could count on was themselves. she couldn’t hold herself responsible for anyone else, for being anyone’s savior. she’d gone far too long learning that. the only person that will ever be there to save you is yourself, natalia. it wasn’t safe to stay in this spot, she knew that -- she could still hear the commotion in the background, but she doubted that either of them were really in a position to move yet. “ who did this? ” / @solereus ⧗
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getting injured was part of the job. she’d always ended up patching herself up ( something she’d perfected over time ) but the initial pain after the adrenaline wore off somehow still took her by surprise every time. she’d learned to get her mind off of it by distracting herself, but it wasn’t always that simple. there was an ache in her side that hadn’t been there before, along with a few other bruises that she was sure would present themselves as the hours passed. there was a ringing in her ear that she wasn’t sure was from the gunshot that had been far too close for comfort or from something else, but she brought her focus back to the situation at hand, reloading her gun. at this point, she’d lost track of the enemy. for all she knew, they were alone and dealing with the aftermath of another failed mission.
“ -------- are you okay? ” her voice was tired, worn, exhaustion clear in her tone despite wanting to keep her current state under wraps. a hand moved to the wall to support herself, eyes on the figure in front of her. / @webslings ⧗
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steve rogers / libertasis.
⍟・゚:* — @natuska ,
𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, onboard the chimera, hands clasped behind his back. his gear strapped to his body, but not fully. helmet was missing, sitting atop his bed — the shield waiting by the door. five years had just went and gone by without him. [ 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘺-𝘴𝘪𝘹. ] and again, he was having to readjust, to learn and adapt and move on. he hears the door to his room slide open, but he doesn’t turn around, by footsteps alone … he was able to tell who it was.
❛ hey … i never got the chance to thank you. ❜ he turns his head slightly, just to look over his shoulder at her. his head turned just enough, to see the corners of his lips curve upwards into a soft smile. ❛ for keeping my things. even when you all thought i was gone — ❜ some items in this room, could never be replaced. [ 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦’𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥. ] ❛ though, i think a few of my books are missing. has thor been going through my things? ❜ he lightly chuckles, now turning to face her fully and pulls his arms around from his back, dropping them instead by his side.
she still hadn’t come to terms with everything that had happened. there was still the endless, intrusive thought in her mind that she had missed steve right under her nose for so many years. if she had overturned one more file. if she had stayed a few seconds more, eavesdropping in on conversations, maybe, she could’ve found him. she’d tried to push them out of her mind, but somehow? they’d never fully go away. a part of her wasn’t sure why she was heading to him, but her feet were bringing her to him without so much as a second thought. they’d spent so long working by each other’s sides that having back already felt like there was a sense of normalcy once again. his words caused a slight furrow of her brow before he continued, a small smile matching the one she could see rise on his lips. “ we’d never get rid of any of it, steve. a part of me thinks everyone just hoped that... that maybe you weren’t really gone.” a beat. “ your stuff was all we had left. ”
as he turned to face her fully, she managed a soft chuckle, taking a few steps further into his quarters eyes started to dart around to look at the items that littered his space in a way that was completely... steve. “ i took those, actually. ” her words were paired with a small grin, her meeting his eyes. “ i had to have some kind of entertainment, rogers. cleaning my weapons in my room can only keep me occupied for so long.” a breath, her shaking her head for a moment. “i’ll give you the books back, though. i promise they’re in perfect condition. ” her body turned to look towards his shield, her smile still tugging sadly at her lips. “ it feels right to see this back in here with you. and not just hung up on a wall like some sort of memoir. ” looking to him, a sigh escaped her. it had been so long, so many hours spent mourning, spent coming to terms with the loss of someone she’d considered her partner for so long. “ steve, i --------- i couldn’t just let all of your stuff disappear. there were some people from shield that wanted to give it away. museums and stuff, you know? but even if you were gone, you still had a place on this ship. i mean, it’s practically our home, isn’t it? ”
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WESTWORLD ⇢ 3x01
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hi it’s emo hours
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ayo who wants a russian assassin girlfriend, taking roll call now
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i was the best version of myself out there in the service. 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙩, 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙮. we all were all of those things. 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, and we were fighting for something. we weren't afraid of shit. and now… now, there's something just on the 𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙. it's like a dark shadow just waiting for me. the thing is, doc… [ i deserve to feel the fear. ] i don't know why, but i know… i deserve this.
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julien baker’s sprained ankle sentence starters.
change pronouns/tenses if needed !
i wrote you love letters and sung them in my house.
are you still proud when i open my mouth?
wish i could write songs about anything other than death.
i know myself better than anybody else.
you’re gonna run when you find out who i am.
i know i’m a pile of filthy wreckage you wish you’d never touched.
you’re gonna run. it’s alright, everybody does.
i’m trying really hard to keep my nose clean.
it’s not easy when what you think of me is important.
i know it shouldn’t be so damn important, but it is to me.
i know i shouldn’t act this way in public.
i know i shouldn’t make my friends all worry.
i ruin everything i think could be good news.
i knew i was wasting my time.
whenever i close my eyes, i’m chasing your tail lights in the dark.
i knew you were gone months ago but i can’t think of anyone else.
i should have said something, but i couldn’t find something to say.
i just said nothing, sat and watched you drive away.
i know i meant nothing to you.
i thought i meant something.
i can’t think of anyone else.
give me everything good, and i’ll throw it away.
i wish that i could quit but i can’t stand the shakes.
i never know what to say.
there’s more whiskey than blood in my veins.
i’m sorry for asking, but please come take me home.
i know you’re still worried i’m gonna get scared.
i’ve kissed enough bathroom sinks to make up for the lovers that never loved me.
i’m tired of washing my hands.
god, i wanna go home.
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thinkin abt this today
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hot girl shit
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