you are a weapon.

and weapons do not weep robin johnson-ward | eighteen | first year | superhuman | villian

[robinjohnsonward]

do you love your dad?

                        “ …i really wish i didn’t. ”

HONESTY HOUR: arabella | aella | carol | robin | benjamin | adexan 

[nogreenring-blog]

          “——– i had to sit in a lecture where the teach kept sneezing every five minutes so if you don’t have anything important to say best be leaving.”

[robinjohnsonward]

            “ oh, please. everything i say is important, fury. the school should have a stenographer following me around at all times. you need to talk to your dad about that. ”

[thxmasjw-deactivated20170201]

      ❝ it says something for the quality of the education i’m receiving if I can leave campus for two weeks and no one noticed. Either that or I received the most laidback expulsion in Vindex history. ❞

[robinjohnsonward]

             “ oh, it was noticed, believe me. we were just reveling in the PEACE for once. question— when do you think you’ll be giving us our next vacation? ”

[ofaphrcditearchive]

Last night was a complete blur and now here she was. Not that she knew where that was. Half naked in front of some poor soul and pretty damn cold. “I’ll give you ten bucks for a coat.” She asked casually, rubbing her eyes.

[robinjohnsonward]

              “ i don’t really need the money. ” they could at least, pretend as if they’re not enjoying the situation, muffle the laughter obvious in their tone. but— well, more effort than it’s worth, really. besides, it’s not like they need to HIDE from lux. “ i think i saw your clothes by the training room, though. ever gone streaking, luxie? ”

[luminvnce]

         Skye had to admit, there was a certain degree of               relief          she experienced upon hearing Robin insist the incident was not her fault. Still,          she couldn’t help but feel as though she should be held at least                          partially          responsible, given that they were her date for the evening, and perhaps Skylark          could have helped reduce the                                   gravity          of the situation… No matter. She was here now, that’s what’s important, and she          would help in any way she could. Speaking of which – 

Skye’s gaze shifted over to the wheelchair in the corner of the room, body immediately responding to her mind’s                                   explosion of ideas. She brought the object of transportation over to her friend, who, admittedly, seemed even more                                             attractive now, and extended her hand to them – a gesture of trust. 

                        “An institution such as this one is no place for a                                                       little bird                         like yourself. I wish to remove you from the vicinity at once.”

[robinjohnsonward]

biting their lip, robin gazes up at skylark, confusion obvious in their eyes. they don’t know, can’t even fathom, how she could blame herself. when she’d been the ONE good point throughout that terrible night. and now— she’s here. after the endless monotony of the last few days, a friendly face is almost unbearably welcome. well, skylark is always welcome, horrible few days or not. “ i’m glad you visited, ” they admit, eyes bright with happiness, “ i’ve just been wasting away here, all by myself. ” maybe their sigh is a tad bit melodramatic, but they’re too keyed up to care. at this point, it feels as if they might start climbing the walls. unless they get our. which— they follow skylark’s gaze to the wheelchair, a grin pulling at the edges of their mouth. “ gonna bust me out? ” they ask, “let’s do it. my fate is in your hands. ”

[luminvnce]

( Skye || &. Robin )

    As soon as it had been made aware to Skylark the          condition     of her Valentine’s Dance date, she couldn’t help but feel partially responsible.               Disconcertment     plagued the animal empath as she searched through the hospital corridors for her     friend (were they friends? She wasn’t quite sure what to label them), the stench of                    illness     making her uneasy. Upon glancing inside a random window and noticing the familiar     face there, Skye felt a fluttering sensation cause a disruption in her heart.                          “Robin…”     She acknowledged, stepping through the doorframe, approaching the hospital bed     with obvious hesitation. “I am here to apologize for the occurrence which passed     during the dance, and I have thus come to ask your                              forgiveness.     I also wanted to inquire as to how you are feeling, given your current condition?”

@robinjohnsonward

[robinjohnsonward]

hospitals. the wait is— not pleasant. at least, the nurses have the decency not to try to engage robin in conversation or offer them meaningless reassurances, just pretend to be too busy, fixing ivs and ducking away from the harassment courtesy of the rest of the ward-johnsons. meanwhile, robin clenches their hands into themselves, against their knees, perched on the edge of that god-awful uncomfortable bed, and tries not to lose their mind. they hate this part, have always hated it, the waiting. being TRAPPED. for a moment, they almost wish they’re back in that building. the thought, half finished, is immediately followed by a wave of guilt. NO. being stuck in the hospital is torturous, but it means charlotte is here too. SAFE. which makes everything worth it. still, they’d kill for a distracti— “ skye? ” robin straightens up, fighting back a grin. the dance, that awful night, had been the last time they’d seen their— their friend. and they’d been hoping wondering about a visit. “ apologize? ” they repeat, confused, “ for what? it’s not— i was the one who ran into the burning building. that’s not your fault. ”

[audreyxward]

 “Easy, Robs. We just came as friends. Do you know Cassandra Lang? She’s super sweet and positive! What about you though? Did you come with a date?”

[robinjohnsonward]

            “ yeah, cass! friends. friends is good. if not, dad might kill her. and i’d help. —um, kinda? i brought skye. as friends. but what if i wanted it to be less friendly? ”

[luminvnce]

     Skye couldn’t help but smile shyly as their fingers interwove within one another.             Contact –       Human contact – had never quite appealed to her. But this felt… Nice.            Comforted,      Was how Skylark would describe herself as she wrapped her free hand around Robin’s neck. A sight blush surfaced on her cheeks at her date’s grin – the smile was             “Beautiful,”     Skye stuttered, pink hue turning crimson. “I meant to say… You look beautiful. And…           Thank you, kindly.”

[robinjohnsonward]

               winding their arms around skylark, robin’s smile soften. they’re not used to this, a TRUST. at least, a trust in them, and not whoever they’re pretending to be. skye, though. skye actually knows them, in a way almost no one else does. and still wants them.

           “ i know, ” they say, confidence returning, “ thanks, though. for the compliment,           and for coming with me. i know these aren’t really your thing.  —maybe next time           we can have a different DATE? movies, or something. ”

[audreyxward]

“There goes my plan of sticking to the sidelines with my date.”

[robinjohnsonward]

      “ i was going to congratulate you, but—  you have a date? who? i need to know for reasons. ”

[luminvnce]

    Skye hadn’t been planning on going to the Valentine’s Day dance, it seemed           redundant (preposterous!)     But this was Robin, and she was making an effort – Definitely an occurrence which was           rare      for them (to say the least!). Skylark found herself smiling, accepting their hand.          Interested?     Was a tricky question. To specifically attend this dance? No. But to go with Robin –         “Yes, I would love to!”

[robinjohnsonward]

          school dances— anything involving school spirit, really, have never exactly been robin’s cup of tea. but now, looking down at skye’s fingers intertwined in theirs, they can’t bring themself to regret attending. worth it. definitely worth it. grinning, they tug skye out to the dance floor, winding an arm around the girl’s waist.          “ awesome! um, have i told you look great? ”

[robinjohnsonward]

@skye-moonstar

          “ i— i don’t know if dancing if your thing, but if you wanted to, maybe we could take a spin? i’m actually not that bad. ” with a bravado they don’t really feel, robin offers skye their hand, a small smile spreading across their face. “ interested? ”

[military-life]

[audreyxward]

“That was supposed to be a challenge?– don’t insult me.”

[robinjohnsonward]

         from the shadowed corner of the room, the asset watches the fight. not the asset. ROBIN. their name is robin. at least, according the man who took them from hydra. the one who claims to be their FATHER. who says this girl in front of him is their SISTER. robin doesn’t know if they believe him, not yet. mostly, for now, they just pretend. they’ve long since learned how to accept what they’re told, to survive. but sometimes, late at night, they almost remember. audrey and violet, most clearly. 

    “ you’ve— have you improved? ”

[damnitward]

“take a step back—– trust me. my aim’s fine, just don’t move.”

[robinjohnsonward]

       “ i wasn’t worried. go ahead, shoot. ”

[robinjohnsonward]

@damnitward from “ you clean up, i’ll hide the body ” ask meme

he is bloody but— it’s not that bad. honestly he’s looked worse— and robin might look fine for now but if they deal with the body they’ll look just as bad as he does in the end. “i’m fine,” he adds emphasis on ‘fine’, shoulders shrugging downwards. “i’m not making you do all the work.”

            for a second, robin considers protesting, dealing with the body themself. it’s their mess, theirs to deal with. but— whether they like it or not, ward is already involved, and there’s nothing robin can do to change that. besides, they’re exhausted. “ okay, fine, ” they say, relenting, “ you’re probably better at this anyway. ”

[robinjohnsonward]

@damnitward​ from ❝ the ending is the same every damn time ❞ ask meme 

he knows exactly what they’re talking about. call him an uninvoled parent, a dead beat but, never call him unattentive. he knows his children. knowing how they think comes second nature to him now. he grits his teeth, voice calm. his expression less so. “i’m here now, aren’t i? you miss the story if you get caught up in the ending.”

              hands curled into fists, robin glances away from ward, unable to bring themselves to meet his eyes. if they look at him, even once, everything might come spilling out. and they’ve already said enough. they hate it, honestly. that after everything he’s done, they still need grant. and how desperate they are for him to STAY. at least ONCE. “ what story, dad? ” they ask, anger hiding the upset underneath. “ it’s not like you ever stayed around long enough to be part of mine. ”

[bvrnxout-blog]

“ you’re only burning bridges. ”

– oh? am i now? let me go get more matches!