я кусаю первым.

mind like a blade. heart like a bruise.

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DOSSIER / RULES. DRABBLES. HEADCANONS. PLAYLIST. PROMPTS. TAGS.

𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓮 IS A PRIVATE , MUTUALS ONLY ROLEPLAY BLOG FOR ORIGINAL MUSE NALINA BARNES-BELOVA. DAUGHTER OF @sisterstill & @107thsoldat - INSPIRED FROM MARVEL'S MCU/COMICS. THIS BLOG PULLS INSPIRATION FROM THE MCU, COMICS, AS WELL AS PERSONAL HEADCANONS AND LORE. THIS BLOG WILL CONTAIN POTENTIALLY MATURE / TRIGGERING CONTENT. PLEASE BE ADVISED AND CATER YOUR OWN DASH EXPERIENCE ACCORDINGLY. MUST BE 20+ TO INTERACT. PS: LET'S NOT GET TOO SERIOUS. SOME THINGS ARE JUST FOR FUN.

𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓹 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮.

ᴍᴏʏ ʟʏᴜʙɪᴍʏʏ, BY ISABEL , [ 30 + ] , SHE / HER , RUNS ON PST.

AFFILIATES. ANYA. BUCKY. PEPPER. BLOG ROLL. LAURA. MADDY. MARIGOLD. MINA. MULTIMUSE. YELENA.

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[ SHIPS ] YELENA + BUCKY. mutuals may interact/reblog.

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@sisterstill

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[ MUSES ] CONGRESSMAN JAMES BARNES. mutuals may interact/reblog.

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@wormholxtreme gib.

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@kingspartax i see you. i see you.

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jokes on you, lina now has 2 boyfriends.

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ANYWAYS. Nalina needs a boyfriend...or girlfriend. :)

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children are watching.

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n.  barnes-belova:  "can  i  be  ungrounded  now??"   ,   @babyspiderbite.

THIS  FELT  LIKE  A  TRAP  FROM  THE  FIRST  WORD.   Starting  with  the  fact  that  he  wasn't  even  sure  what  the  grounding  had  even  been  for  ,  ┈┈  a  sure  sign  that  it  wasn't  his  call  to  make  on  if  her  grounding  got  lifted.   Whatever  the  reason  might  have  been.         (  don't  go  down  for  bein  the  patsy  barnes  ..  no  matter  how  cute  she  looks  when  she  asks.  )   Then  he  turns  around  to  face  her  ,  ┈┈  and  promptly  reminded  of  how  much  like  her  mother  she  is.   And  that  look  she  got  from  her  that  gets  her  away  with  everything.

“  Hmm  ,  not  sure.  ”   He  mused.   Brows  furrowed  some  in  faux  seriousness.   He  got  up  from  the  sofa  ,  ┈┈  hands  going  to  his  hips  as  he  let  out  a  huff  as  he  looked  at  her  now  that  he  was  standing.         (  even  if  she  was  likely  going  to  get  what  she  wanted  ..  he  needed  to  know  the  reason  first.  )   “  What  were  ya  put  in  for?   If  I'm  stickin  my  neck  out  for  ya  with  the  scary  parent  ,  I  gotta  know  what  the  reason  was.  ”

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LINA SHIFTS HER WEIGHT, suddenly very interested in the pattern of the rug.

"...Does it matter?" she asks, dodgy and casual, the kind of casual that means she’s hiding something deeply embarrassing.

Lina crosses her arms. Defensive. Her chin lifts, but not all the way. He knows that move. She’s not trying to be a brat. She’s just... humiliated.

"It wasn’t bad," she mutters. "It was just... loud. And crowded. And it had a message..." Lina speaks of the Mutant Rights rally, one of many current. "It wasn’t illegal," she continues full offensive. "And I didn’t get hurt. Nobody got hurt. It wasn’t even about me."

Lina hesitates then, glancing toward the door like she’s measuring how fast she could make a break for it. But instead she flops onto the couch with a dramatic groan, burying her face in the nearest pillow.

"There was a boy." voice becomes squished and muffled in the fluff and cushion. She can't bring herself to look at her dad with this very teenage confession.

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Tiler Peck & Roman Mejia in THE TIMES ARE RACING (chor. Justin Peck) New York City Ballet in Madrid

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🩰 ENDLESS SPIDERLING.

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"Can I come crash on your couch?"

Pepper didn’t even have to look at the name on the message. Only one person used that exact phrasing and knew exactly which couch was always available to crash on. She grinned, already heading toward the kitchen. “Of course you can, Lil Berry,” she muttered to herself with fondness as she reached for the popcorn.

By the time Nalina would arrive, the door would be unlocked, the couch fluffed, and the blanket with the little crescent moons already draped over the backrest: her favorite. But Pepper wasn’t about to let her off the hook that easily. When she finally responded, it was with the kind of mock suspicion only someone who'd known you since your pacifier days could pull off.

“Mmm. Your parents grounded you, didn’t they? This feels like a ‘ran away from mild consequences’ kind of visit.” She could already picture Nalina’s faux-innocent face, the shrug, the dramatic sigh.“I’m giving it twenty minutes before I get a phone call from one of them. But until then?”

Pepper dropped a few extra marshmallows into the popcorn bowl, just the way Nalina liked it, for reasons no one else truly understood. “Make yourself at home. You’re always welcome here. But you are telling me everything the second you hit that couch. No secrets. Full report. I want names, drama, maybe even a plot twist.”

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NALINA does, in fact, give the shrug. The exact one Pepper had pre-emptively imagined -- all shoulder, no remorse. Faux-casual but crafted to perfection. The sigh that follows could win an award.

"There may have been a Mutant rally...a motorbike and...a boy involved." another shrug. Nonchalance presented but, her heartbeat tells a different folklore.

"I thought it was important," she insists, muffled behind marshmallows. "And also romantic. Like...politically romantic."

Another buzz. Another ignored call. Pepper’s phone lights up now with BUCKY in all caps.-- busted.

"If you answer that he will not stop lecturing me about trust for SIX years -- literally. Six."