SPY / * LIAISON

you're   telling   me   the   king   of   a   third   world   country   is   running   around   in   a   bulletproof   cat   suit?

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[bridgetowakanda]

[bridgetowakanda]

bridgetowakanda‌:

*   YOU’RE    TELLING   ME   THE   KING   OF   A   THIRD   WORLD   COUNTRY   IS   RUNNING   AROUND   IN   A   BULLETPROOF   CAT   SUIT?

[bridgetowakanda]

missgwendolyne‌

When they had said everyone would be there she really hadn’t thought it meant everyone in the superhero and world-saving community. If she was being honest with herself it was a little bit intimidating but at least there were a handful of people that she knew. Seeing Agent Ross however was a very pleasant surprise. She offered him a genuine smile. “It’s really nice to see you too. I hope you’ve been well despite all the craziness nowadays.” Though she suspected that craziness is what had brought them all together.

THE AGENT HUFFED A LAUGH, small smile curling at his lips. A rare sight indeed, Everett smiling. Normally he reserved those for personal affairs, nothing work related. But he was honest with his statement. It was good to see Gwen again.

“Something tells me shit is about to hit the fan. Why else would they draw us all out of hiding?” Ross cocked a brow as he dipped his head towards the center of the room. It seemed that a speech was in order. From who, that was left to be determined.

[bridgetowakanda]

                    @damisahabit  |  starter call  !

          THERE IS A SLIGHTLY SKEPTICAL EXPRESSION  to his face.  ross looks up at the other,  trying to gauge his expression.  “are you sure about this?  i know i’ve been gone a long time.”  the former CIA operative can’t help but feel the settle of unease in his gut.

[bridgetowakanda]

                 @khakerskayavdova  |  starter call  !

          BACK TURNS TO WALK AWAY,  not even sparing another glance.  “i’m retired.”  the man all but mutters out,  if a bit harsh.  then again,  everett has never been known to be a kind man.  more prickly and cold....until you got to know him.

[bridgetowakanda]

                          @missgwendolyne  |  starter call  !

          HE FEELS AS IF HE’S A BIT  out of touch with reality.  it’s been a long time since everett has stepped foot in both the superhero and CIA world.  a very long time.  thought the former CIA operative and wakandan liaison isn’t sure how he feels being back in the limelight....as much as a spy can be.  but there seems to be a familiar face in the crowd that has him smiling.  “nice to see you.”

[bridgetowakanda]

                      @quietresistance  |  sc  !

          FINGER SLIP AVIATORS DOWN HIS NOSE.  cold eyes like steel glance at the other.  not in an unkind way.  it’s simply his expression.  “i’m not going to like this, am i?”  there is a swoop of his brow, upwards, as he stares at his companion.  call it a sixth sense.  everett always seems to know when there is trouble ahead.

[bridgetowakanda]

Not that.....I keep this blog hella active, but, STARTER CALL maybe?

[bridgetowakanda]

I should reblog my promo once a month just to say this blog is still “alive”.

[bridgetowakanda]

[bridgetowakanda]

bridgetowakanda‌:

*   YOU’RE    TELLING   ME   THE   KING   OF   A   THIRD   WORLD   COUNTRY   IS   RUNNING   AROUND   IN   A   BULLETPROOF   CAT   SUIT?

[magistermysticis]

art cred to @capciclecommissions 

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bridgetowakandabasecodes‌:

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[ssprxmx]

                ❝You don’t need to be ashamed of who you’ve been… what you’ve done.                I know ━ better than you could imagine ━ what it is to sink to the depths.❞

                                    DOCTOR STEPHEN STRANGE

                                                              Penned by Inu.

[bridgetowakanda]

mvspelheim‌.

Terra was breathtaking and here she was, not realizing that she had triggered something–or someone to come see who and what she was. Sapphire bright hues gazed around as her smile grew, taking in everything she sees and hears. Birds chirping and the occasional shouting could be heard in the distance. She was lost in her own thoughts for a moment when a man’s voice snapped her from it. Her gaze shifted towards him, and her smile grew. “Not–exactly. At least not yet.” She replies softly, glancing around once again. “This place is marvelous. You are lucking beings to have such a home.” 

Expression is flat and unamused. Ross has to look up at her through aviators. She’s tall, blonde and beautiful. Exotic, almost. Christ, aliens invading earth. They all seem so superior than the lowly humans. “Well, better speak up now because I haven’t got all day. What is your business here?” Maybe words are a bit rude, but Ross has a planet to keep safe and a job to do. No sense making small talk when danger could be in the air.

[bridgetowakanda]

vonlordes‌.

clara’s smile on the contrary is wide but soft, stretching  from ear to ear, dimple printed on her cheeks.  a smile visible for everyone  to see.  “ hey stranger yourself ” she says, placing a hand on his shoulder, and adds “ long time no see, how have you been?” 

          NOT ONE TO BE OVERLY FOND,  ross throws the sentiment out of the window and slips his arms tightly around clara go give her a big hug. it lasts for only a moment before he’s stepping back. that smile still faintly on his lips. “same old same old. you know how it goes.” shoulders shrug in a bit of an indifferences. “it’s really good to see you again, clara.”

[bridgetowakanda]

ssprxmx‌.

@bridgetowakanda asked: you’re bleeding.

❝Just a little.❞

Stephen brushes the words off with a shrug of his shoulders, regretting that decision the second he did it. The throbbing pain that shot through him was enough to nearly send Stephen over, the Doctor leaning forward slightly from where he sat on the stairs of the Sanctum. He took a deep breath, let himself relax a few seconds before straightening back up and raising his gaze to Ross once more. He attempted a smile, a bloodied and pain filled smile but hey at least he tried. 

❝So, what brings the secret agent to my doorstep? Miss me? Or were you vastly more interested in the explosions that you very clearly missed.❞ The attack had long since been taken care of, Stephen of course winning there was no question about that. Just the fact he was now in far to much pain to move made him wonder just how much he actually did win. It happens to feel much less of a victory when you’re bleeding and unwilling to move least you crumble back to the ground in agony. He just needed a few more minutes, then he’d make his way somewhere where there is a first aid kit.

          THERE  IS  A  COMPLICATED  SERIES  of  emotions  that  flicker  over  ross’  face  before  he  settles  on  something  neutral.  though  he  is  relieved  that  stephen  is  okay.  though  he  won’t  admit  it  aloud,  he’d  been  scared  for  the  wizard’s  safety.  even  if  their  work  drifts  them  apart,  there  will  always  be  a  small  portion  of  ross’  heart  that  cares.  he  can’t  help  it.  no  matter  how  hard  he  tries  to  tamp  down  on  his  emotions,  heart  manages  to  get  in  the  way.

          “both,  actually.”  ross  gives  a  cocky  grin,  arms  folded  over  his  chest.  he  leans  against  the  banister  for  support  as  he  soaks  in  stephen’s  dirty  appearance.  the  guy  needs  a  bath  and  a  doctor.  “seems  like  you  have  all  the  fun  and  didn’t  think  to  invite  me.”  a  pointed  look  and  a  hint  of  a  smile.  “want  help  cleaning  up  or  should  i  be  on  my  way.”  ross  is  unsure  if  his  company  is  wanted  or  welcomed.

[bridgetowakanda]

bridgetowakanda‌:

          it’s a sense of defeat.      an emotion that ross is unaccustomed to feeling.       his head hangs low,       hands supporting his weight against the tabletop.       it seems that no matter what they did,       they were not good enough.       strong enough to stop the destruction.       voice is small when he next speaks.       “i’m sorry.       i don’t know what else to do.”

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