#aledgerstainedred

[forthecredits-archive]

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"Well, this is unexpected." She extends her hand. "Lewis, Darcy Lewis, wielder of the mighty taser, professional Thor wrangler, and intern to the geeks."

[i-believe-in-melinda-may]

aledgerstainedred replied to your post “As off six minutes ago I am twenty one years old”

Sending lots of hugs to you right now. I hope that, despite it all, you have an okay day. Message me if you ever want to talk xx

Thank you. It means a lot to get messages like this. i'll keep your offer in mind. 

[neverskydivingagain]

CAN I KEEP YOU

Send me CAN I KEEP YOU and watch my muse’s reaction.

"W...what?" Jemma blinked and then raised a brow, staring at Natasha with a slightly dumbfounded expression. "Can you keep me? I'm not a possession but why would you eant to, anyway?w

[mommaloki]

✿

[Text] If you can guess what I'm wearing, you get to take it off.

[Text] Shit, wrong person, delete that right now.

[arrowsandradiation]

❦

Send me a ❦ for a reaction to your muse playing with mine's hair.

"What are you doing?"

[shielddeputydirector]

aledgerstainedred in on file

When Natasha mentions her ledger, she likely means an actual record she kept. Assassinations are a business, after all, and even KGB operatives keep accurate records.

Maria Hill's ledger is, and a fine point of distinction here should be made because Natasha's consists of everyone she personally killed while Maria's is the death of anyone/everyone she felt responsible for causing, mostly in her mind. Faces, names, sometimes the flash of a trait or favorite food. She has no idea how similar Romanova is in remembering their dead.

But Maria was a soldier, trained to protect. She was an international copper, and a commander. Natasha worked, for the most part, alone, and she had been made to kill. It was a different approach to the issue at hand, Maria felt.

She'd always feel more guilt, but Natasha truly mourned. Somehow, Maria Hill thought that made the Black Widow the better person...

[directxrhill]

aledgerstainedred 

      Natasha.

[thebiochemiss]

+ aledgerstainedred

After days of traveling Jemma felt exhausted. S.H.I.E.L.D. was gone and she did not know where she belonged anymore. She had now reached a park and sat down on a bench for a moment thinking of what to do next. A woman with short red hair walking by suddenly caught her attention. "Agent Romanoff!" Jemma exclaimed relieved to see someone she recognised and not thinking any further about the consequences of her action.