consistently underrated. rarely denied.

You'll die one day. So will I. But unlike you, I'll show some spine. And I won't be alone. //An Independent RP Blog, movieverse/616-Marvel universe. Open to any fandom. GIFs and graphics belong to other, far more talented people unless otherwise noted.//

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[So we’ve hit T-minus 12 hours before I go on my epic solo one-way road trip to Texas. With that in mind, I think I need to say goodbye to Tumblr for the night, unfortunately. I mean, Nat was about to go into the Millenium Falcon. But sleep.

That said, I probably won’t be on until tomorrow night (driving!!!) so this is who I think I owe and who owes me. No rush on the latter as per usual, but I’m just trying to keep track of what I need to watch.

On ethominumspesfallunt:

Owed: sammyhatesclowns, whos-scruffylooking, johnconstantineasshole, thisisconstantine, blue-eyed-death-dealer

Replied: johnconstantineasshole

On iwasbornofthis: I owe youmaythinkyouknowme (I’m so slow SORRY)

On agentwidow: I do believe I’m clear, but if anyone wants to start a thread soon let me know, k

Okay. I’m out. I’ll be checking in here tomorrow to lurk when I can, and if you’re really curious to see random pictures and ramblings involving me crossing state lines and making strange faces in front of state welcome centers, I’ll be posting stuff on my personal, anythingbutfaith. If I get eaten by alligators or something, you’ll hear it there first.

Have a good night guys, and I’ll see you all tomorrow night! Hopefully. If I missed you, just like/reply to this post or bug me on Skype, I’ll be on for a while longer there.]

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agentwidow replied to your post: Single? What about Nat?

Very strict. And mostly professional, sure.

Mostly professional.

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…you need to stop getting orange prints on the couch. I’m sure the chips are delicious, but little Hawkprints all over the upholstery? Not so much. 

So yes. Mostly professional.

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It matches the walls, Nat. I’m just adding bit of color to your lovely home.

Also the chips are really good.

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You could add the sound of a vacuum, you know. Unless you're just trying to not give me a heart attack from seeing you remove your impromptu redecorating from my home. I could bear it, Clint. I promise.

...that's a silver lining, I suppose.

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agentwidow replied to your post: Single? What about Nat?

Very strict. And mostly professional, sure.

Mostly professional.

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...you need to stop getting orange prints on the couch. I'm sure the chips are delicious, but little Hawkprints all over the upholstery? Not so much. 

So yes. Mostly professional.

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Christ I love it when you call me that, Darling.

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I know.

So. Did you miss me?

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ooc; You are worth every word of love. Worth every good deed, worth every smile, every tear of joy. You are worth the sun's rays and the warm air, you're worth the happiness and the laughter. You are worth everything good and beautiful. Give everyone and anyone this message, go to random blogs, someone you don't even know, stretch your ask limit, anon or not, tell them they are worth it. Because the world needs more love. ♡

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ooc; You are worth every word of love. Worth every good deed, worth every smile, every tear of joy. You are worth the sun's rays and the warm air, you're worth the happiness and the laughter. You are worth everything good and beautiful. Give everyone and anyone this message, go to random blogs, someone you don't even know, stretch your ask limit, anon or not, tell them they are worth it. Because the world needs more love. ♡

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Top Bloodbags:

Speedy McWheels

Madame

Max the Magnificent

Mr. Amnesia

your blog is perfect and i love you

oh that’s my face how awkward

Hanging on even though I haven’t seen you in a week

The other Nat

Donald Duck

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...something I can do for you, Agent Wray?

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Clint and Natasha in Avengers Assemble #1

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Whenever I see NSFW RPs on my dash I just feel like the mom from Mean Girls. You kids need anything? Some snacks? Condoms?

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Anna Anderson was the best known of several impostors who claimed to be Grand Duchess Anastasia of Russia. The real Anastasia, the youngest daughter of the last Tsar and Tsarina of Russia, Nicholas II and Alexandra, was killed along with her parents and siblings on 17 July 1918 by communist revolutionaries in Ekaterinburg, Russia; but the location of her body was unknown until 2008.

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Woman sticking agitation posters in blockaded Leningrad, 1943.

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Just another perfect day.

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“Your mission is to beat up a dying man?” His hand searched for her hand in the dark, brushing his fingers against hers. He was grossly exaggerating but it made him think about it. It was almost laughable really. He’d stared down at death in the face before but he’d always assumed he’d go in some ridiculous or extravagant way that couldn’t be explained to civilian ears or shown to their eyes. It would’ve been pathetic if his file had listed a fire as the means to his end.

His brow creased with slight confusion and he didn’t understand what she thanked him for. He hadn’t done anything extraordinary lately and he felt undeserving of her gratitude. Whatever it was, it’d feel wrong to question it. He let his eyes close, leaving himself entirely vulnerable again, and felt the fatigue drag him down into a state of heavy drowsiness.

He couldn’t have asked for something better. The quiet and the company were perfect.

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"Yes, well. You know us godless assassins. No morality, and anything for the mission." It was a dark joke, but with him, she could tell it. The parts of it that were sarcasm, and the parts that were all too true, she didn't have to explain to him. It was another reason beyond sentiment that he- that they were so important. Why to her at least, it was an unspoken job to keep him safe, even from something like fate.

She knew it was probably going to be a losing battle at one point, but she still had to try.

He was sleeping, finally, or close to it. Good. He needed that. With a slight smile, she tangled their fingers together lightly and leaned them both back into the couch, finally closing her eyes herself. This wasn't fine, and they'd both deal with the more mundane issues involving his displacement tomorrow.

For now, though, this was the best of all possible outcomes. And she was thankful for it.

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Really? This is why we can't have nice things.

First of all, I am incredibly pissed off (this rarely happens). So I apologize to my followers for even posting this. I know I go off on OOC a lot and type up all sorts of shit but this one takes the motherfucking cake.

So, y’know that meme that’s going around, “If I died in your arms, what would be your last words to me?”

Now, remember my suicide note I wrote for agentwidow that went around and surprisingly got a shitload of notes and stuff? That depressing note that everyone cried over?

Someone used it to answer that question without bothering to ask me if s/he could use it or credit it. A meme, that’s supposed to be personal, from your character’s point of view. And this person used my letter to reply it to - surprise, surprise - a Natasha.

This is the letter. I’m sure you all remember it.

I WROTE IT. I PHOTOSHOPPED IT TO MAKE IT LOOK AS LEGIT AS I COULD.

Y’see that. Do. You. See. That.

fasddfjjdsakfdjdsakfdjsaflksafsafksajfdsadfa.

fdsafkdasjfksafas.

I was made aware of this by a friend. Otherwise I never would’ve seen it. So thank you, friend, I really appreciate it. I do. 

But seriously? Make up your own feels, goddamnit. Leave mine alone. If you roleplayed under my note I would’ve given no shits. But you didn’t. You used it as your own. And guess what, asshat? That’s S T E A L I N G.

I am just not going to bother to make shit like this anymore if it happens again.

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I'll just leave it at this.

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Just another perfect day.

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He let out a grunt and moved slowly, appreciating the quiet help she provided. That was one of the reasons why he knew he could count on her. She could be a pillar of support when he needed it the most. The water was refreshing and cool and it did wonders for his scratchy throat. “Thanks,” he whispered, putting the glass down against his leg, holding it up by the rim with the tip of his fingers. He made no protest as she cleaned his face, merely closed his eyes and tried to keep still.

“You’d punched an injured man?” He tilted his head, turning to look at her and there was a humorous look in his eyes despite the situation and the implications of the bandages. “Ouch, Nat.” He offered her back the glass and took the rag from her hand. It was dirty from the soot on his face but still somewhat cool. He pressed it to the back of his neck and left it there. “Thanks.”

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"Sometimes, the mission has to get done. By any means necessary." She turned her own head as well to return the gaze, before pulling him closer and forcing his head on his shoulder, albeit lightly. He still stunk of smoke, but the contact was what she needed right now. The knowledge that he was alive, the feel of his ribs moving rhythmically as he breathed.

A fire. Given all the things they'd beaten, you never thought about the mundane. 

Right now, he was terrifyingly mortal. And yet, that mortality was the only thing comforting her, even as she held him. Clint was here, she had more time. Maybe not much, but when you lived that long, well...

You took every minute you could get.

She exhaled then, and it felt like the first time she'd been able to all night. "Thank you,"she replied, and planted a kiss on his temple before drifting back into the silence of the apartment. It wasn't their usual dynamic, but it felt appropriate.

Some nights, you had to appreciate what you had.

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ooc post: new account.

So some of you may have noticed that Nat’s had two large plots starting up lately- a completely badass one she’s doing with arrowsftw and others, and another that just started with johnconstantineasshole that is equally kickass. I had planned, originally, on running the Constantine plots as an AU here on agentwidow. As it turns out, though, I think it’ll turn out being so involved and different for Nat, that leaving it on this page as an AU would probably confuse a lot of people, including me. Frankly I’m confused enough on a regular basis as is, so I made a decision. 

Basically, I made a new, AU Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow account, which is going to be used for the plots I’ve got planned with John’s player in the future.

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