Does the world really need another love song?

Indie, semi-selective multi-muse for Laura Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Mary Watson, Molly Hooper, and Megan O'Brien-Dodd

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GREATNESS IS FORGED IN THE CRUCIBLE OF HARDSHIP

Penned by Kathryn

3+ years of RP experience

20+ muses from: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them Leverage Marvel Cinematic Universe Norse Mythology Once Upon A Time/In Wonderland Scorpion Sherlock

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All my muses are here now! This blog will now be considered an archive!

I hope to see all of my lovely followers over on my new Tumblr home!

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And if you fall in love with her, please be tender for she is scarred, a little damaged and broken, Punished for not learning to love in half measures, she has cried enough tears to fill an ocean.

Love Her with Devotion or Not At All | Nikita Gill (via untamedunwanted)

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Lilac

By Karolina Koziel

Website | Instagram | Pinterest | Tumblr

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 in honor of MOTHER’S DAY, reblog if your muse is a MOTHER

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“Who else doesn’t like me?”

-Mary Morstan Watson-Neutrals + Pink

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theroning:

Pierrot le fou (dir. by Jean-Luc Godard, 1965).

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(Redone) Natalia Romanov Aesthetic // for @thewinchesterangel2y5 See unllit.tumblr.com/tagged/aesthetic for more

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Laura Barton Aesthetic // for @fuckyeahdeafandasexual

{message me any marvel character}

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Natasha Romanoff Aesthetic // for @benjameen

{message me a Marvel character}

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“I want to fight him; I really do.”

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“This weapon is live. Shoot the dog.”

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I’m a Black Widow, I don’t run. I stalk my prey.

Dottie Underwood, probably.  (via

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I  finally  ᵏⁿºʷ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ iᵗ ᵐᵉᵃⁿˢ ᵗº  let someone in…

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@notelementary ~ continued from X

“You’re right,” Molly agreed with a scoff, angry tears gathering in her eyes, though she really wasn’t sure who she was more upset with – him or herself. Because she had known full well exactly who he was and what she was getting into… and she’d let herself fall for him anyway.

She shook her head, muttering almost under her breath, “How stupid could I be?” It wasn’t like she was ever going to make a difference in his life, was it? 

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Laura noted the way he scanned the horizon despite his relaxed appearance, and she’d seen Clint and Natasha do similar things too many times not to have some idea of what it meant. He had grown tense as well when she had explained the situation, and a part of her was infinitely even more relieved when she realized that some help had stumbled upon her in the Italian streets. Some help that wouldn’t be easy for others to tangle with, in fact, though she didn’t know just how far his offer of assistance would go. If someone – or their bullets – were to come up to them, perhaps to threaten her, she wasn’t sure what he would do about it, but right now she would take whatever help was being offered no matter what the offer did or didn’t extend to.

“Really?” The relief that she felt was maybe a little inordinate to the situation at hand – but only a little, if any. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and at the very least in desperate times she figured she could count Loki Odinson as an ally. “Yes, please. That would be wonderful. Thank you so much!”

At his gesture to do so, she went ahead of him… and a moment later it hit her why he wanted them this way. It was the same thing she did when she was walking with her kids near a busy street. She would put herself between them and the possibility of danger. She glanced over her shoulder at him, halfway tempted to loop her arm through his – but she had a feeling that wouldn’t go over well, given how rigid she remembered him being the last time they’d met.

Now that he’d pointed it out, Laura had to wonder just how high-strung and “slightly” out of it she had to be to have missed the market in the first place, but now that she had an idea of where they were going, she felt a little more like she could relax, maybe even talk. Though she had a feeling he would avoid the question – as he’d managed to before in anything really related to his personal life – she was now curious enough to ask one question anyway. “I feel like I may have asked you this before, and I’m sorry if I have,” a little quieter she tacked on, “Other things on my mind, you know, but,” she raised her voice back to its previous pitch, just two friends chatting as they walked. “Do you have kids?”

Or, maybe, are you naturally protective of more people than only yourself?

It was an interesting, and even pleasantly distracting, thought in a moment where she felt that maybe she could get away with it.

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Megan nodded. “We are. We really, really are. And I’d like to think that we do know it, yeah.” She smiled down at her lap, chuckling a little as she admitted, “I’ve never really seen myself as strong. Everyone tells me I’m so brave and amazing, but… I’m just living my life. Really, when it comes down to it, I don’t remember not being sick, at least intermittently. For as long as I can remember, my family knew that there was something the matter with me, but we were never sure what. Finally getting the diagnosis – even of something like MS – almost felt like a relief because I finally had a name for it. Then I was told I should be terrified – and I was afraid of the unknown, like I think anyone would’ve been – but when I woke up the next day it was just another day. That’s all I’ve been doing my entire life – taking it day by day and being okay with what I’ve got, but… for when I’m not okay, thanks for the offer.”