Natalia Romanova

One with the enviroment. -- One of the most valuable skills in espionage. You can gear up with the best swag out there-- Put on camo, tech, weaponry... But it is the unteachable skill to belong anywhere. The other edge of what is the unfortunate truth: You must first belong nowhere.

[sheholdsyoucaptivated]

[strechanadi]

[buckykingofmemes]

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[wnq-writers]

She’s intimidating and brooding And she scares people away, because She’s not made of sugar and spice and everything nice. But rather fire and lightening and everything frightening. People see the smoldering flames And the raging winds And they think that she’s strong. They think that she’s powerful. But really, she just tends to burn herself down.

beautifullytangled (via wnq-writers)

[poissonxwidow]

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                   Nat sat calmly, vodka in hand. “Donald.. is. More than I deserve. He is a very kind man and.. I’m sorry I am his soulmate. He doesn’t get to have a normal life, which I know he wants. Children, a family, someone to show his mother too. I can’t be that and I never will be. However, I will try to be the woman he can grow to live with.”

@apocalypseguard

[wnq-writers]

You are full of scars, some are shallow, some are deep. Your eyes are empty and I can’t sense any emotions on it. Your heart is barely beating,your smile is broken too. What have they done to you? You don’t deserved all these. They’d broke your trust, stole your happiness. Till you lost your faith in love, and only hatred left behind. That’s the thing about being a writer you can pretend on front of them, but your words can’t deny, the feelings the you are trying to deceived. Your words can’t hide the truth that you have a loving heart. On the day I saw your poetry, I feel your aches, your brokenness, your fear and coldness. I want to hold you, mend you, but I choose to admire you from afar, that I’m afraid to get near to your sharp fangs. So I visit you once or twice a day silently, to read you writings. And everyday I know you more behind your writings. That your words are your shield and your poetries are your sanctuary. And I can’t helped myself loving a broken girl behind her poetry. You captured me of your words, but you taught me the way how to beat my heart to a girl who only want, is to find her and love her behind her brokenness. From day one up to now, I found the beauty behind your brokenness, that even a damage one can be fixed to look like brand new. My gentle hand will protect your fragile heart. My writer, my girl, the owner of my heart. I’m deeply in love to a broken writer.

sophistikatedblogger  (via wnq-writers)

[awclint-deactivated20170720]

“I thought I knew whose lies I was telling, but… I guess I can’t tell the difference anymore.”

[herostairss]

Is this little display meant to insinuate that you’re gonna throw me off the roof?

[r-pley]

[awwcoffee-no]

Hard to forget that night, huh?                In a way,

                                             Batman,

                                  this was the site of your first great failure.                          Maybe your greatest, but certainly not your last, right?

                                                                                         Ah, memories.

[amarettoandslayin-blog]

I do love you, you know. In my cold and unfeeling way.

Mary Crawley. (via amarettoandslayin)

[paceysjen]

[livingvampireandshadowhunter-de]

Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.

[achillics]

I will go to war in a red dress, trample your ashes in high heels, look for my lipstick stain on your collar when I lean forwards not to kiss you, but to whisper: “I win.”

I am woman - a.j. (via achillics)

[kedidirokedi]

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[kpfun]

[alexdunphy]

Gloria, look, you’re a beautiful woman.