Welcome ! This is an account for my Black Widow OC Inessa San. My name is Mira and I'm 21 years old in PST+. Inessa's portrayal will be based on a mixture of the comics and the MCU from what is shown about the red room .
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@rguewidow
Welcome ! This is an account for my Black Widow OC Inessa San. My name is Mira and I'm 21 years old in PST+. Inessa's portrayal will be based on a mixture of the comics and the MCU from what is shown about the red room .
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ENEMIES TO LOVERS, LOVERS TO ENEMIES AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN
“ you really expect me to believe a word you’re saying. now? after everything you’ve done. ”
“ do you really think i’m humble enough to ask for your help if i wasn’t truly fucking desperate? ”
“ you’re either really desperate to be coming to me, or you think i’m a lot stupider than i am. ”
“ face it, i know you better than anyone else. ”
“ somehow, out of everyone. even my own damn friends, you know me more. ”
“ i’ve seen parts of you no one else will ever understand. i see who you are. what you are. and i think you should stop making yourself smaller to make the world comfortable. ”
“ we’re nothing alike. i’ll never be like you. ”
“ why are you asking me for help? ”
“ you’re the only person who isn’t going to treat me with kid gloves right now. ”
“ you’re the only person who i know will let me do what i need to do without trying to talk me out of it. ”
“ i don’t understand what happened to us…why didn’t you trust me? ”
“ i’ve been in your shadow long enough. this isn’t about you. it’s about me, for once. ”
“ i’m not a project for you to finish. i’m not here to be part of your little savior complex. so stop trying to save me. ”
“ why didn’t you kill me? when you had the chance? ”
“ if you were going to kill me, you would have done it already. so, what do you want from me? ”
“ i think this is the first we’ve had a full conversation that didn’t involve you insulting me. ”
“ you’ve never held back from telling me the truth before. that’s what i’m counting on now. ”
“ i don’t hate you. i pity you. ”
“ i don’t hate you. i admire you. i always have. ”
“ i’d rather you hate me than be apathetic. hate means you still care. ”
“ please— just let me help you. ”
“ i don’t think you’re a monster. not really. i just think that’s what you tell yourself to feel strong. ”
“ i know you don’t believe me, but i’m trying to help. and i could actually do what i need to if you’d stop questioning me. ”
“ i’ve always been able to tell when you’re lying. ”
“ well actually, i came here to fight. but it looks like you’ve had a shit enough day it kinda feels like i’d be kicking a puppy. ”
“ no— please don’t cry. i’m…not good with the crying. ”
“ if we’re about to talk about feelings i’m out. ”
“ we could have had a future, you know. i wanted to do this with you. but you ruined it. ”
“ why are you really here? ”
“ i remember giving you this scar. you were so goddamn stubborn. ”
“ i love you. but that doesn’t change anything. ”
“ i don’t think you’re evil. i think you’re just lost. and alone. and you don’t know anything else. ”
“ it’s too late for me. ”
“ it’s not to late. i don’t believe that. ”
“ i’m just here to make sure you don’t get yourself killed. ”
“ i’m just not ready to tell the others about us. they won’t understand. ”
“ you’re the only one who has ever really understood me. ”
PROMPTS:
♡ for one muse to kiss the other with a knife to their throat
☁ for a fight to turn into a kiss and/or sex
❧ for our muses to be forced to take shelter together
❦ for our muses to be forced to share a bed
♥ for one muse to unexpectedly save the other’s life
☂ for one muse to spare the other’s life
✘ for one muse to get hurt protecting the other
✔ for one muse to catch the other in a vulnerable moment and have sympathy
☼ for one muse to see the other hurt and get angry
ϟ for one muse to take revenge on someone for hurting the other
✐ for one muse to do something hard/morally grey so the other doesn’t have to
☾ for one muse to open up about their motivations to the other
✄ our muses having angry sex
¶ our muses having desperate, passionate sex
❀ for one muse to confess their feelings to the other
► for one muse to injure the other and immediately regret it
▼ for one muse to heal the other after being the one to injure them
◄ for one muse treat the others injury caused by a third party
💀 for one muse to hold the other while they die
❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.
“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”
@havesinned ASKED ; “ i’m not who you think i am. ”
Inessa stops in her tracks , slender shoulders rolling a little before whipping her head back to stare him down . Before making any rash statements, the ex-widow takes a quick moment to become more level headed “ and I would LOVE to get to know you better ... But right now I am trying to save us both from a dangerous situation okay ? Now keep close or else I’m going to make you hold my hand ” her last sentence was a way of trying to lighten the mood , motioning him to keep following her .
@lilfiore ASKED ; for one muse to wake up after sustaining an injury and find the other at the side of their bed
Inessa’s neck snaps up after hearing the slight toss and turn of the blonde in her worn out mattress . She blinks the tiredness out of her dark eyes to check on the stranger , offering a kind smile “ I see you’re finally up ! Do you remember much ? ”
@webheadjrr ASKED ; “ i don’t feel safe here anymore. nowhere feels safe. ”
LIPS purse together sympathetically , offering a gentle pat on her fellow widow’s thin arm . Inessa had grown up in this , even at eighteen years old she still felt the same anxiety . Comfort coats her voice as the raven haired teen replies “ It is something we all feel ... there is no safe feeling about the red room ... it’s cold and lifeless ” .
FC is being changed to Joy of red velvet !
** espionage / spy based sentence starters.
“ when they catch you they will kill you. but first they must catch you. ”
“ when the time is right, we’re going to make them pay. all of them. ”
“ but in all chaos, there is calculation. ”
“ i’m not in danger, i am danger. ”
“ we go to war with a smile on our faces. ”
“ but whatever you do, always be dressed to kill. ”
“ this ain’t no place for a hero. ”
“ i can do this. and even if i can’t, i have to. ”
“ my purpose is greater than my pain. ”
“ nothing scares me anymore. ”
“ there is some good in this world, and it is worth fighting for. ”
“ you should not be here. ”
“ i don’t think you understand what you’re messing with. ”
“ take cover ! ”
“ you take the lead, i’ll cover you. ”
“ i’m not who you think i am. ”
“ i knew you would come, eventually. ”
“ don’t you understand ? this is a trap ! ”
“ this will be your destruction. ”
“ make sure they don’t see you leave. ”
“ stop touching your ear, you’re making yourself known. ”
“ quick, follow me. ”
“ this is about to get really messy, isn’t it ? ”
“ i can’t be angry. i’m too tired. i just want it to be over. ”
Maybe it was her proud heart , but Inessa couldn't allow the girl to let her will go so easily . Dark brows furrow together , thin fingers curling tightly around one of the girls petite hand " you can't ! You have to get angry ! You can't let anyone believe you will be subservient ! "
stranger things 2 ; ( accepting ) @lilfiore
young girls are not molded into women but into murderers
Black Widow OC loved by Mira
“ let me help. ”
The young widow squints at the masked man, pointing her thin index finger at him . His willingness to help made Inessa uneasy " why are you so willing to help me ? "
stranger things 2 ; ( accepting ) @memorything
wntrfreed : 𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈 𝙱 . ㅤ ㅤ ››› ㅤ
❛ sorry. i stopped listening to you on purpose.❜
The corners of her tinted lips pull downwards , showing her irritated attitude by stopping in her steps “ Really ? What if I was saying something important ? You would still ignore me ? ”
“ i know you don’t need my help. but i’m offering it anyway. ”
Ksenia's deep blue eyes have the ability to bring back hidden memories of the teen's time in the red room . Inessa can recall watching the older widow as a young girl, wondering if she could ever be as good as her.
Tinted lips press together at the kind offer, trusting her gut feeling of taking up the ex-widows offer. Inessa nods her head once or twice before following behind her " I never thought I would see you again ..."
stranger things 2 ; ( accepting ) @ghstwdov
“ your eyes always look so lost. ” - from harry !
They only just met hours before, yet he saw through her practiced facade. Elegant shoulders shrug upwards, letting out a small laugh to clear the air " I'm just not great at eye contact --- kind of shy you know ? " Inessa was completely lying but she couldn't reveal too much of herself to him .
angst for losers ; ( accepting )
stranger things season two ( 2016 - ) sentence starters ↪ joyce byers edition. alter as you see fit
“okay, so i’ll pick you up in two hours.”
“if anything happens, if you need to come home, just ask them to use their phone and call home. okay?”
“have fun.”
“oh, shit!”
“you’re gonna get me fired.”
“[name], i have to get back to work!”
“you feeling any better?”
“hey. what did we talk about, huh? you gotta stop with the ‘sorries’.”
“and listen, you know, there’s nothing to be nervous about, you know.”
“hey, i’m gonna be there the whole time. so it’s gonna be okay. okay?”
“what do we do when that happens?”
“i’m sorry, what you’re saying is it’s gonna get worse and worse and we’re just supposed to pretend it’s not happening?”
“‘trust me’? are you kidding me?”
“don’t call him that.”
“come on, honey, up and at ‘em.”
“[name], where’s [name]?”
“what are you doing?”
“let’s get this on.”
“you need some tape. hold on.”
“what’s this?”
“did you have another episode?”
“see? it’s an exact match.”
“but … why would he lie to me?”
“then what the hell is this?”
“we ran. we just ran.”
“god, i want this to be over.”
“you promise?”
“be safe!”
“it’s just every time he’s away from me, it’s like i can’t function.”
“i know it sounds silly.”
“oh, it’s just so hard to explain.”
“it’s just that this … this is not a normal family.”
“jesus. have you seen them?”
“thank you. thank you. you’re a lifesaver.”
“will you make sure he gets in okay?”
“have a nice day.”
“no! no, you didn’t.”
“he likes you, too. i can tell.”
“i’ll kill them. i swear to god, i will - i will kill them.”
“what’s going on? where’s [name]?”
“can you hear me?”
“i need you to try.”
“[name], i need you to tell me the truth.”
“but … but i can’t help you if i don’t know what’s going on. so you have to talk to me, please.”
“no more secrets, okay?”
“did … did you see this thing again on the field?”
“what … what is it?”
“what does it want?”
“well, what does that mean?”
“it’s okay, it’s okay. hey.”
“listen. look - look at me. i will never, ever let anything bad happen to you ever again.”
“whatever’s going on in you, we will fix it. i will fix it. i promise. i’m here.”
“he’s still not there?”
“did he get any of my messages from yesterday?”
“just tell him to call me the second he gets in. please.”
“hey. how are you feeling, sleepyhead? any better?”
“okay, let me see.”
“do you feel cold?”
“you know what? i’m gonna run you a nice warm bath and it’ll warm you up and hopefully get you feeling better.”
“leave it open.”
“where the hell have you been?”
“what if you didn’t have to use words?”
“i mean, it’s sort of forking and branching like lightning.”
“you know what? now is really not a good time.”
“you saw who, baby?”
“you know, i - we’re fine, we don’t need anything.”
“those are great.”
“we … we just need you to help us figure out what - where … where this is.”
“[name], no questions.”
“what’s the problem, exactly?”
“okay. can’t you figure it out?”
“but we did all that work.”
“i need you to stay here.”
“that’s why i need you to stay here! stay here!”
“give me that. give me that shovel.”
“i need you to help me get down there.”
“he’s gotta be this way.”
“oh my god. [name], are you okay? are you okay? are you okay?”
“god! hold on, sweetie! i’m right here, just hold on.”
“that thing … it did something to him.”
“no. no, he has been telling you over and over that something’s wrong, and you said it was all in his head.”
“you said, “be patient”. those were your words.”
“what, stay calm? trust you?”
“they made me sign like, a thousand documents.”
“i mean, I lost track at a certain point.”
“oh, it - it’s not crazy at all.”
“sweetie, how are you feeling? you okay?”
“that’s enough. that’s enough!”
“what the hell is taking so long?”
“let me through. let me through!”
“who? who made you do what?”
“[name], sweets, talk to me. you got to help me understand.”
“okay, [name], [name] listen. do you know who i am?”
“hold him down.”
“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.”
“come on, [name]. come on.”
“they’re right. we have to kill it. i want to kill it.”
“he knew who i was.”
“he’s still in there.”
“it’s gonna work. it has to.”
“[name], we just wanna talk to you. we’re not gonna hurt you.”
“we wanna help you. but to do that we have to understand how to kill it.”
“[name], baby … if you’re in there, just please … please talk to us.”
“please, honey, please can you do that for me?”
“i love you so much.”
“he’s not doing well.”
“what else did you see?”
“do you think if we got you back there, that you could close it?”
“he likes it cold.”
“it’s what [name] kept saying to me.”
“we keep giving it what it wants.”
“we need to burn it out of him.”
“we’ll do it here.”
“this thing has had [name] long enough.”
“let’s kill the son of a bitch.”
“just wait!”
“can you hear me?”
“yeah, it’s just what’s happening.”
“[name] wanted me to give him some space, so … i’m giving him a few feet.”
“ your eyes always look so lost. ”
Dark brows furrow together at the billionaire's insightful comment, snapping her gaze over to the source of the voice. Once she went rogue from the widows, Inessa practiced in every way to become more like other girls her age. Their demeanor, Their hobbies, even what their eyes say about them. A chuckle of disbelief escapes her painted lips, long arms crossing over her chest " I ... I guess maybe I have a lot on my mind ? Don't you ever feel that way ? " When in doubt she turned the conversation away from her.
angst for losers ; ( accepting )