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|| omfg I’m such an art nerd... if I could- I would have bought more postcards back in Florence... ||
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|| I’ve decided to start all over.. I’ll be slowly moving things to a new blog- will move certain threads to it too. I’ll update you all with my new blog soon.. ||
Natasha had been kind of quiet lately and Tony didn’t really know why. He slowly came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, laying her head against her back. He didn’t say anything, just held her.
She knows she’s been quiet, closed herself off- even from Tony. However she didn’t realize how much she actually missed his touch until she felt his arms circling around her middle, her back being engulfed by his warmth. “Hey you..”
Hey eyes fall to his lips, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Carefully she leans in and allowed her nose to nudge his gently “Thank you.. for understanding.” She whispered before pressing a kiss upon his lips.
Tony grinned and giggled softly when she nudged his nose. “I’ll always try to be understanding for you Tasha.” He hummed, smiling at the gentle kiss.
She kisses him for a moment before pulling back and hiding her face against his neck, breathing in his soothing scent. “Can.. we not do nothing today?”
shoutout to people with ocs
that are either for fandom or purely original projects. you just spend so many hours constructing them from essentially dirt. shoutout to people with ocs who have them go through a million changed names and a million changed backstories, and still don’t feel like they’re up to the developmental standards that they should be…but they’re still loved by you regardless. shout out to people with ocs who want to share them with others, but are too anxious to tell information about them out of fear of judgment or laughter. And shout out to these same people who’re obviously adoring their creations but feel scared as shit to express the love out of your friend’s potential annoyance. shout out to people who make their ocs align with themselves in surname or quirks or just giving them those softer, hidden traits that also make you, you. to the peeps who feel so disappointed with their creations because again, they don’t feel good enough or accurate enough compared to other ocs. Nothing is perfect on the first draft, but they’re getting closer to perfected imperfection. to the creators who will write paragraphs about those brain children, paragraphs and concepts that have been building up for months only to be greeted with no response or simple replies such as, ‘oh.’ or to people who actually pay attention to them, and ask the BIG QUESTIONS and you’re just internally screaming and have to put on this cool act. shout out to people who spend hours thinking about how they sound like. (listening to voice clips for HOURS just thinking about your characters) What songs can apply to their personality and lifestyle…how they apply to them specifically. shout out to big-brained creators who have a hundred and one characters and are greeted with, ‘isn’t that enough?’ when you talk about the concept of making a new one. If shows can have a vast cast of more than a ten to twenty characters, you can have your own vast cast too. this post is just for people who feel so uneasy being so deeply involved and enthused in their creations. as if, there should be a limit on this type of love. fandom ocs get stepped over and judged on sight, non-fandom ocs really get stepped over. But all that work and construction is valid and shows in your explanatory essay of their favorite genre.
|| Spider man.. wow.. I mean wow ||
|| So.. I bought something... ||
I want to make clear that I love Tony Stark. He’s an amazing character and hero. I was devastated by his death like everyone else. He deserves the funeral and the memorials and the mourning. I’m just saying that Natasha deserves all of that too. Natasha deserves a funeral and memorials and people to mourn her. She deserves credit for giving her life to save the universe. It’s not about taking any of it away from Tony, it’s about giving Natasha what she should have gotten in the first place.
Natasha had been kind of quiet lately and Tony didn’t really know why. He slowly came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, laying her head against her back. He didn’t say anything, just held her.
She knows she’s been quiet, closed herself off- even from Tony. However she didn’t realize how much she actually missed his touch until she felt his arms circling around her middle, her back being engulfed by his warmth. “Hey you..”
Hey eyes fall to his lips, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Carefully she leans in and allowed her nose to nudge his gently “Thank you.. for understanding.” She whispered before pressing a kiss upon his lips.
Natasha had been kind of quiet lately and Tony didn’t really know why. He slowly came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, laying her head against her back. He didn’t say anything, just held her.
She knows she’s been quiet, closed herself off- even from Tony. However she didn’t realize how much she actually missed his touch until she felt his arms circling around her middle, her back being engulfed by his warmth. “Hey you..”
Tony hummed softly against the fabric of the shirt she was wearing and gently started running his finger tips across her abdomen. “It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk but I’m here for you love.” He whispered softly.
Natasha looks down at his hands, fingers sliding across her stomach to bring her closer and she lets him. Carefully she reaches down to slip her fingers within is “Thanks.. for not asking me..” she says “And I wish it could come easier..”
Tony smiled softly when he feels her fingers link with his own. He nuzzles his face deeper into her back. “Of course not. I won’t force you into talking about anything.” He assured her. “I understand. Its oksy. “
Carefully she moves in her spot until she’s facing him “Thank you.” She whispers and reaches up to slip a hand against his cheek “Just... really bad memories..” she finally admits.
Natasha had been kind of quiet lately and Tony didn’t really know why. He slowly came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, laying her head against her back. He didn’t say anything, just held her.
She knows she’s been quiet, closed herself off- even from Tony. However she didn’t realize how much she actually missed his touch until she felt his arms circling around her middle, her back being engulfed by his warmth. “Hey you..”
Tony hummed softly against the fabric of the shirt she was wearing and gently started running his finger tips across her abdomen. “It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk but I’m here for you love.” He whispered softly.
Natasha looks down at his hands, fingers sliding across her stomach to bring her closer and she lets him. Carefully she reaches down to slip her fingers within is “Thanks.. for not asking me..” she says “And I wish it could come easier..”
“Happy birthday old man.” - Natasha
“I still can’t believe you called me a fossil in front of sam when you two first met,” he huffed with a smile.
“Wow.. 99..” Natasha smiles, pulling her hands over to his chest to fix a lone button “Still older than me- but then again, even I don’t know my birthday.” She shrugs “I mean.. I could be your age too.” She laughed “What’s the plan today?”
“Happy birthday old man.” - Natasha
“I still can’t believe you called me a fossil in front of sam when you two first met,” he huffed with a smile.
Natasha smirked “You’re still a fossil..” the red head walked up to him “Come here..” she mentions him to come closer for a hug.
“I’m pretty sure fossils are made of stone,” he huffed, but he stepped forward to pull her into an affectionate hug, “And I’m starting to wonder if your teasing is cause I haven’t asked out any of the dames you keep pushing at me.”
Her cheek presses against his shoulder as she hugs him, for a moment it’s a gentle one before it grew tight. “Oh no, I have given up on that a long time ago.” She laughed “I tease you cause I want to- besides it’s fun watching you get all flustered.” She teases. She stays like that for a while before pulling back just enough to see him “How old.. 100?”
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She hums again “I did.. you… Bucky Barnes is an amazing personal heater.” She chuckles, however she’s more awake now and presses another kiss upon his lips “How long have you been up?” She asked.
“Good,” He murmured as he returned her kiss. Shrugging, he trailed his fingers across her cheek gently. “Mm, just an hour or so. You’re real cute when you sleep, y’know that?”
“What?” She laughed “What do I do?? Do I snore? Do I talk in my sleep?” She asked, reaching up to tug his cheek playfully.