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You can tell me 'time flies' when you're the one displaced. [au young black widow blog. deviates heavily from canon/no official canon.]

[lasylphidedubolchoi]

Ekaterina Krysanova and Semyon Chudin in Bolshoi’s Don Quixote in New York

Photo by Stephanie Berger

[lasylphidedubolchoi]

Bolshoi’s Raymonda

Irina Lepnyova photography

[atthestartingline]

"I think we have some in the freezer." With a fluid motion, Tommy pushes himself to his feet and darts into the kitchen, stirring up some of the papers that rest on the table by the couch. "Yeah, there’s some in here. Though - I could make a quick stop to the store and grab some things to put on it and we could have sundaes?"

[americansidekick]

"You don’t eat ‘em! We used ‘em for ice fights and stuff." Bucky shrugged with a laugh, turning to watch Tommy as he got up. He always thought it was cool how fast he could run, and Bucky barely even blinked before he was in the kitchen. He moved himself to sit at the table.

"A sundae sounds awesome. "

[nemnogochernayavdova]

"I should hope not, as I wasn't serious. Though that does sound fun." Natasha laughs. And there went Tommy. She wasn't sure how she'd ever been unused to it when it seemed so natural now. "I would offer to accompany you-" Everyone needed a good bodyguard at night. "-But I do not think I'd be able to keep up. But that sounds wonderful, yes!" She says with an eager grin. 

[nemnogochernayavdova]

dementedspeedster started following you

Don't mention the hair, don't mention the hair, don't mention the hair-- 

"Good evening. Did you perhaps need something?" Natasha asks casually, never visibly glancing at that atrocious rainbow mop on his head. Success! For now. 

[atthestartingline]

Well, doesn’t she look determined like that. Tommy flashes a smile, shrugging some from his place on the couch. “It’s too late to go out for ice cream, ya know. What do you suggest we do?”

[americansidekick]

Bucky leans over the counter, shrugging. He was kinda in the mood for ice cream, but at the same time, the house was a little cooler than the outside anyways. “Well, whenever it got too hot at camp we’d have ice buckets around.”

[nemnogochernayavdova]

"There are still some places open- they are not fancy, but they are open and have ice cream bars." Natasha says simply. "Though- I thought there was some in the freezer?" Then again, it was possible they had gone through it all. The summer had been unkind in it's heat, even with the AC. Frowning, she leans on the counter- though the frown vanishes when she returns her attention to the boys. "I do not think ice buckets would be as good. I don't think they are even edible." She jokes. 

[nemnogochernayavdova]

It is hot, it is late, and they are all around. "We should have ice cream." She decides aloud, hands on her hips. 

[americansidekick]

    [ Sits next to Natasha on the couch. ] So… this show is kinda cool. What do you think of it?

[nemnogochernayavdova]

She glances over at him before smiling. "There are some things that I do not quite understand-" Lousy modern American pop culture. "-I like the characters. You?"

[nemnogochernayavdova]

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I've been spotted--!! 

[nemnogochernayavdova]

thoseboomingpowerchords started following you

"My, you are certainly dressed well tonight. Is it a special occasion?" 

[nemnogochernayavdova]

[[Quietly sneaks on. Hey guys.]]

[satou3]

I do not want to work._(:3」∠)_

[twinedjupiters]

This is a war we’re fighting. And, yes, people get hurt. People die. But you don’t stop fighting or the bad guys win.

[bunheadforever-blog]

For lukatheballerino 💖

[books0977]

Venus Villa. Diana and Acteon, English National Ballet at Oktyabrsky Concert Hall, Dance Open Ballet Festival, April 2011, Saint Petersburg. © Stas Levshin.

Villa was born in Cuba. At the age of 9 she began her training at the prestigious Cuban National Ballet School and later La Scala Ballet School where at the age of 16 she was chosen to perform Swanilda in Coppelia. At the age of 17 she took part in the Vignale Ballet Competition winning the Grand Prix.

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[kulfoncozciebiewyrosnie]

[bewitchedluck-archived]

「Ω」A blink, a furrowed brow.  ”And just exactly what did they teach?”  Jinx asked skeptically, more wary and cautious now.  It wasn’t a good sign, that her teachers were villains.  Little thieves were of no threat, but training meant either mercenaries like her … or assassins.

[nemnogochernayavdova]

"Oh, world history, literature, maths- general things, I would assume. But they often spoke of how to get the best career, what made the most money, things like that." It's an easy lie because they had taught her all sorts of things aside from what they wanted her for. A dumb assassin was a bad assassin after all- and they didn't teach bad assassins.