Romanov Sisters

[r-omanov]

[ piggyback ] from dustin to river

River was not a top notch fighter like her sister but she had been in a secretive assassin program since she was a kid and was still perfectly capable of walking through a sprained ankle. Still, Dustin was offering and there was no harm in accepting it - right? 

“Are you sure I’m not too heavy?” she asked again, peering over at him from behind, “There’s still a fair way to my apartment–”

[r-omanov]

For @trickerxlife:

“Ooh! I know it’s wrong to say this but I hate Salem - I mean, I don’t hate her but I really dislike her sometimes,” River huffed, breaking out into a rant the moment that she arrived at Aiden’s place. It didn’t need to be said that she was the more vocal of the two but, even with her sometimes childish antics, River had a quiet understanding of the other that made their friendship rather comfortable.

She sighed, putting her backpack down, “I’m sorry, Aiden - I didn’t mean to barge in here like that. I’ve just keep keeping it in all week.”

[myxtorturedxheart]

r-omanov‌

“You’re sweet, Maya,” River responded with her usual sweet smile, “But it’s okay. If there’s anything I need, it’s a good day out to just… release my stress.” Her words were only half honest though, if only because she could never share with Maya the truth of her situation and - as much as she loved lunch dates - it was unlikely that anything was alleviate the stress of that.

“Only when I want to be.” Maya joked, she tried to be kind for the most part, especially when she was working at her bar or on a call during a shift but she knew when to stand up for myself and when to give someone what for. “Well, the offer stands. Any time.”

[r-omanov]

“Likewise, but I don’t guarantee that I’ll be as good a listener,” she admitted with a sheepish chuckle, “Salem says I have the attention span of a fish.” Even if she couldn’t be honest with Maya, River did enjoy spending some casual time with her - sipping on iced coffee and talking about vague nonsenses. In a way, it felt so normal.

[morememesforall]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

[r-omanov]

cxmewhxtmxy‌:

“I’d rather be in the dark than be lied to.” Emilie explained with a shrug. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Salem, she was simply aware of the fact that her friend kept her personal life close to her chest and was sure that that fact would apply here.

It didn’t take her long to stitch and cover the wound before she was pulling her gloves off. “It’s not that I don’t care, I just don’t want you to feel obligated to tell me or anything.” She sighed. “I don’t actually have many friends.”

She couldn’t help but chuckle, lips curving into her signature smirk, “That’s rather smart of you - I respect that.” Salem couldn’t say that she could do that same though; whilst she’d never openly express her own curiosity, her obsessive personality meant that she’d often go to extreme means to find out the truth about things. Call it protectiveness, or self-preservation.

Salem clicked her tongue, making a shooting gesture at Emilie as if she had said something right. “And that’s something we have in common then,” she responded, then adding, “Fewer people, fewer lies.”

[r-omanov]

@cxmewhxtmxy:

“I get it. In my own way.” Maya admits softly with a sigh. Her job was tough and there weren’t many people outside of it who understood the toll it could take. “I may not understand completely, but if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.”

“You’re sweet, Maya,” River responded with her usual sweet smile, “But it’s okay. If there’s anything I need, it’s a good day out to just... release my stress.” Her words were only half honest though, if only because she could never share with Maya the truth of her situation and - as much as she loved lunch dates - it was unlikely that anything was alleviate the stress of that.

[r-omanov]

For @cxmewhxtmxy​:

It was strange how quickly time passed, especially when one had spent the past few years behind bars. Phoenix was finally back home, back in the town where it all began, and all he was interested in was getting his life back together - perhaps he’d get a part time job and go back to college. It all sounded great until he remembered that he had a criminal record; second degree aggravated assault didn’t make for great employment history.

Keeping a relatively low profile, he had his hood over his head as he made his way through the grocery store. He never had family, having spent his life up until he was eighteen bouncing between foster homes, so the solitude was familiar. He found himself standing in the frozen section, trying to decide between frozen pizzas, when he felt someone tug at the hem of his shirt.

Phoenix turned, dark eyes landing on the small girl that peered up at him. “What’s the matter, miss?” he asked, voice a little husky, “Are you lost?”

[crimsondeath]

'captain america: the winter soldier' starter prompts

❝ On your left. ❞ ❝ Don’t say it. Don’t you say it. ❞ ❝ Need a medic? ❞ ❝ You should be ashamed of yourself. ❞ ❝ It’s your bed, right? ❞ ❝ You must miss the good old days, huh? ❞ ❝ I’ll put it on the list. ❞ ❝ I’m sure they have a good reason. ❞ ❝ Relax, it’s not that complicated. ❞ ❝ You doing anything fun Saturday night? ❞ ❝ You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she’d probably say yes. ❞ ❝ Too shy, or too scared? ❞ ❝ You seemed pretty helpless without me. ❞ ❝ You want to be a hero? Is that it? ❞ ❝ Well, this is awkward. ❞ ❝ I think that’s overstating things. ❞ ❝ You just can’t stop yourself from lying, can you? ❞ ❝ I’m not obliged to do anything. ❞ ❝ It’s called compartmentalisation. ❞ ❝ Nobody spills the secrets, because nobody knows them all. ❞ ❝ I do share. I’m nice like that. ❞ ❝ I thought the punishment usually came after the crime. ❞ ❝ We can’t afford to wait that long. ❞ ❝ This isn’t freedom, this is fear. ❞ ❝ For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to do what was right. ❞ ❝ You’re always so dramatic. ❞ ❝ The world has changed, and none of us can go back. ❞ ❝ Sometimes the best that we can do is to start over. ❞ ❝ I’m here to ask a favor. ❞ ❝ You lose someone? ❞ ❝ What makes you happy? ❞ ❝ If you want, you’re welcome to use my machine. Might be cheaper than the one in the basement. ❞ ❝ Well, I’ll keep my distance. ❞ ❝ I don’t remember giving you a key. ❞ ❝ My wife kicked me out. ❞ ❝ I didn’t know you were married. ❞ ❝ There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me. ❞ ❝ You’re a terrible liar. ❞ ❝ He told me not to trust anyone. ❞ ❝ Anyone gets in my way, they’re gonna regret it. ❞ ❝ It kind of feels personal. ❞ ❝ I only act like I know everything. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna ask you again. ❞ ❝ Bye-bye, bikinis. ❞ ❝ First rule of going on the run is don’t run, walk. ❞ ❝ My fiancé was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations. ❞ ❝ I have the exact same glasses. ❞ ❝ Shut up and put your arm around me. Laugh at something I said. ❞ ❝ Kiss me. ❞ ❝ Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable. ❞ ❝ I just wondered how much practice you’ve had. ❞ ❝ Nobody special, though? ❞ ❝ Believe it or not, it’s kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience. ❞ ❝ You just make something up. ❞ ❝ The truth is a matter of circumstance. ❞ ❝ That’s a tough way to live. ❞ ❝ You know, it’s kind of hard to trust someone, when you don’t know who that someone really is. ❞ ❝ Who do you want me to be? ❞ ❝ Who’s the girl? ❞ ❝ You need anything before I leave? ❞ ❝ Want some milk? ❞ ❝ I thought I knew whose lies I was telling, but I guess I can’t tell the difference anymore. ❞ ❝ There’s a chance you might be in the wrong business. ❞ ❝ If it was down to me to save your life, would you trust me to do it? ❞ ❝ I hear the crab cakes here are delicious. ❞ ❝ That is a terrible, terrible idea. ❞ ❝ I wasn’t sure who to trust. ❞ ❝ Your work has been a gift to mankind. ❞ ❝ You shaped the century. ❞ ❝ Society’s at a tipping point between order and chaos. ❞ ❝ If you don’t do your part, I can’t do mine. ❞ ❝ See, it’s stuff like this that gives me trust issues. ❞ ❝ I just kind of wanted to be alone. ❞ ❝ We can put the couch cushions on the floor like when we were kids. ❞ ❝ I’m with you to the end of the line, pal. ❞ ❝ I don’t know if I can do that. ❞ ❝ I think it’s time you know the truth. ❞ ❝ The price of freedom is high. ❞ ❝ Did you write that down first, or was it off the top of your head? ❞ ❝ You smug son of a bitch. ❞ ❝ I’m sorry, did I step on your moment? ❞ ❝ Are you sure you’re ready for the world to see you as you really are? ❞ ❝ Did you get my flowers? ❞ ❝ You’re the best and the most ruthless person I ever met. ❞ ❝ You know, you’re a lot heavier than you look. ❞ ❝ I had a big breakfast. ❞ ❝ Please don’t make me do this. ❞ ❝ Unless you want a two-inch hole in your sternum, I’d put that gun down. ❞ ❝ This is gonna hurt. ❞ ❝ Man, shut the hell up. ❞ ❝ You know, there was a time I would’ve taken a bullet for you. ❞ ❝ You’re out of your depth, kid. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna fight you. ❞ ❝ You’re my friend. ❞ ❝ You’re not going to put me in a prison. ❞ ❝ You’ll know where to find me. ❞ ❝ I’m headed to Europe tonight, Wanted to ask if you’d come. ❞ ❝ You might not want to pull on that thread. ❞ ❝ This is the age of miracles. ❞ ❝ There’s nothing more horrifying than a miracle. ❞

[r-omanov]

babybatsbruce‌:

Bruce smiled glancing down at the table as he blushed. He was kind of nervous about letting River get closer to him due to the high risk of her getting hurt but Alfred had advised him not to let his fear rule his life. He hoped River could be that one exception. 

He chuckled at her joke. “Oh? Ask Alfred. Before he taught me I used to make the strangest dishes for myself. Peanut butter and pepperoni sandwich was a thing for a few days, “ He wrinkled his nose before laughing. He listened with interest wondering if he would have been able to make had he not chosen to continue his parents’ work and stay with the company. “If you need any extra cash I might be able to find you something. I mean if you want to.” He told her sitting down across from her. 

Her sister didn’t know that she was with Bruce - the best part of Salem always working the late shift. If she had known, there was no way that River would’ve been allowed out. It wasn’t just for Bruce’s protection, but also their own - they were still wanted even after all of these years, and the difficulty was never knowing who the enemy was.

“Well, I’m not judging - just don’t make that on the second date–” she joked, just managing to hold herself back at the last minute. Her eyes widened, blinking in surprise at her forwardness. Oh no. River faked a cough, trying to get over her own embarrassing slip before continuing. “I’ll let you know,” she replied with a smile, “But as a preface, I’m not going to work for you.”

[myxtorturedxheart]

r-omanov‌

“Fine,” Salem grumbled, wincing as she felt the antiseptic touch her skin. She was used to injuries - had been stitched up more times than she could count - but that sharp sting was something that she could never quite get used to. Once she heard Emilie rummaging through the first aid kit, Salem glanced back.

“So are you going to ask?”

Emilie pulled out what she needed before numbing the area as best as she could.

“I figured you’d tell me if you wanted me to know.” The English doctor shrugged, she wasn’t one to pry, all she wanted was to ensure her friend stayed healthy. “Okay, this is going to sting.” She warned before she carefully started to stitch the wound.

[r-omanov]

She grit her teeth, only allowing the pain to show on her features for a brief moment before regaining composure. Where Salem came from, being able to tolerate maximum levels of torture (both physically and emotionally) were a survival necessity - she had not lasted so long to be afraid of a few stitches.

“Well, glad you figured that out,” she chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in her words, “It takes too much effort to lie; it’s easier if you don’t care.” Salem glanced back at her, dark eyes watching the look of concentration on the doctor’s face, “You do this for all of your friends?”

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[r-omanov]

cxmewhxtmxy‌:

Emilie wasn’t really going to take no for an answer as she pulled her gloves on and opened up the other’s shift to take a look at the gash on her shoulder, not wasting any time before she started to clean it. “This needs stitches.” She told her, turning to dig through her first aid kit. “I can stitch it here but you have to keep it clean. Deal?”

“Fine,” Salem grumbled, wincing as she felt the antiseptic touch her skin. She was used to injuries - had been stitched up more times than she could count - but that sharp sting was something that she could never quite get used to. Once she heard Emilie rummaging through the first aid kit, Salem glanced back.

“So are you going to ask?”

[r-omanov]

babybatsbruce‌:

“Oh, you look very nice by the way…” Bruce said knowing he should have said that the moment he saw her and now it was weird. He blushed and shook his head at himself clearing his throat. He walked around to grab the casserole he had made through Alfred’s help of course and served them both before handing her a plate. “I do hope you like it, Still have a lot to learn in the kitchen” He wrinkled his nose.

He listened as she told him she hadn’t got it and nodded. “Oh? Well, I’m sure you’ll find something. You like, what did you do before?” He asked her curiously. 

“T-Thank you,” she stammered, the compliment bringing a soft flush to her cheeks. It wasn’t that River had never been around a boy, she wasn’t blind after all, but it had been quite a while since she had gone on a proper date. She always had to be cautious about the people around her, mainly because they only fell into two categories - enemies, and people who could get hurt. Bruce was different though; he was good to her, genuinely but more than anything, he was strong enough to stand on his own.

“There’s no way you could do worse than me and Salem,” she joked, small laughter following her words. Taking the plate from him with a small thank you, she continued to watch until he were settled down as well. “Well, selling clothes isn’t too difficult,” she waved her hand, “The pay isn’t as good as Salem’s though, but she said that I’d never make it at the bar.”

[r-omanov]

@babybatsbruce:

Bruce wrapped his arms around River and moved to kiss her. It was a gentle bit of a shy gesture but he hoped it hadn’t been to forward. He smiled. “Thank you for coming.” Before he gestured to the table he had set up for them. “I um- Did you get the position if not you know I can pull the strings?” He reminded her as he moved to pull out the chair for her,

It wasn’t every day but she got to go out - in fact, River was always being told that she spent too much time in front of a computer screen and not enough time with a real, normal human being. And Bruce was normal. Or so she thought.

“Thanks for inviting me out,” she smiled in return, her hands going to smooth out her dress as she took a seat. River had taken the time to doll herself up - careful make up and a new dress that she’d bought from work. It was nice to take time out for girly things; things with absolutely nothing to do with computer codes, secure databases or cloud breaches. “Ah, I didn’t,” she responded, though chose to omit the crucial detail about not having attended the interview to begin with, “But that’s okay. I wasn’t too sure about the job anyway.”

[r-omanov]

Starter for @denouae

‘There are two sides to every story.’

It was something that Uriel had told her over and over again, but the words were beginning to lose meaning. She had been told on multiple occasions that she had a one track mind - often jumping to conclusions and resorting to a fist fight, rather than actually considering her options. Perhaps it was that personality quirk of hers that had led to a rather nilhilistic perspective on time.

“It’s bullshit, you know - that thing you keep on telling me,” she said, conversing casually as the Itaewon bar finally emptied out in the early morning hours, “I only believe in one side of the story - mine. Just like I know for a fact that I saw Daniel in here pushing pills last night, and that a total of fourteen underage girls were let in - that’s my truth.” 

[ohmyaranea]

Send in a ❣ for a random kiss.

a shy kiss. 

a forehead kiss.

a cheek kiss.

a nuzzle kiss.

a neck kiss.

a hand kiss. 

a hug + kiss combo. 

a dying kiss. 

a bleeding / bloody kiss. 

an assertive kiss. 

a nonchalant / uninterested kiss. 

a kiss to your muse’s shoes. 

a blown kiss. 

a sad / crying kiss. 

a quick kiss. 

a happy kiss.

a teasing / sensual kiss. 

a platonic kiss. 

a clumsy kiss

a kiss of your choosing! ( requested by the sender! )

[r-omanov]

“ let me see the wound. ” - emilie

“It’s nothing for you to worry about,” Salem grumbled, and yet made no move to stop Emilie from unbuttoning her shirt. She winced as the blood stained garments was carefully slipped from her shoulder, revealing a large gash upon her skin. Salem studied Emilie, as if watching her face for any hint of what went through her mind - Would she ask questions? Would she insist on going to the hospital?