#aspiderweb

[downfll]

' i don't believe in first impressions. '

a little more than a decade in the dusty streets of columbia, sun burning the nape of his neck, has taught him a bit here and there. there are still mistakes, coming back to the united states, his history a rope around his neck, government keeping him on a tight leash. it's all javier despises but it feels like ATONEMENT, for everything he's done wrong, every decision he took that only ended up with corpses in a ditch. there doesn't have to be gracefulness about his penance.

a glance of brown eyes is given to the side, a side as his fingers reach for the tumbler of whiskey on the zinc of the bar. ' yeah, well, usually people think i'm an asshole and they're not that far off so, ' a shrug, defeated too many times in trying to prove his worth, his goodness. laredo was too small for you, you've always wanted to save the world. couldn't even save his goddamn self. @aspiderweb is not a person you meet twice, that much javier knows, there is uncertainty in asking a thing out of her.

[stormbreaks-a]

do you think flattery will keep you alive?

❝  Oh dear Natalia you have no idea the battles I have fought , the ways I've learned to survive and no matter the enemy. Only this time I do think it will. . . after I had the greatest and Asgards most powerful witch as a mother. ❞ he says with his bright blue eyed and brows furrowed almost playful like , his brother wasn't always one with wit laced upon tongue, and he simply chuckled. ❝ One who simply wouldn't raise a son who wasn't quick with word! ❞ he says now starring down at her his arms crossing against his broad chest. 

[downfll]

' though we share so many secrets, there are some we'll never tell. '

there are no secret he holds. not really. but if you were to tear his skin, to break his ribs apart and to roam around his organs, there would be some lingering unsaid things there : an i love you to a girl that made his heart stop since he's met her, the feeling of loneliness he never dared to utter faced with bucky's faith in him. but those are no secrets, not like those he feels natalia holds.

steve wonders if it festers in the caves where she keeps them, if they grow until they press against her tongue. it's all about peace with it he supposes, to accept or forget. he counts himself lucky, lucky to not have gone through whatever made her who she is. he counts himself lucky to have met her as she is though, to count her as a friend. to trust natalia is a gamble he could not be made to regret. ' you'll notice i'm not asking anything. '

one day, should some of them get too heavy, he hopes @aspiderweb knows to trust him, that he would take a bit of her weight, carry it with him for her.

[wolfeign]

silence, sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different.

THERE IS NO NEED FOR CONVERSATION BETWEEN THE TWO, comfortable in their own ways with one another's presence. she was someone that he had vast ties with. teaching her from the time she was young; it was like watching his own daughter grow up into a suitable woman. he was proud of her. that much he could say for certain. she had become something far greater than what he could make of her himself. his lessons could only go so far, giving the basics of how to handle herself in battle. emotionally, he couldn't give much. but strategy - wise, he was as good of a teacher as any.

sitting in the study with her, a book flat on his lap; he was flipping through the pages idly. nothing was necessarily calling out to him. the diagrams on each page like hieroglyphs to be studied. he knew nothing of what he was looking. peering up to see what she was engrossed in, it was a book herself. he couldn't see the title, but she was reading it with intense focus. he wouldn't break that for anything; staring for a mere moment before his head ducks down back to his own pages. another flip of the page, the sound filled the room. he couldn't say that he was much of a reader. a hand's on leaner at best; all of his information on people came from meeting them in battle. this sort of thing . . . it was difficult to focus on. thoughts whirled around in his head, the aching feeling of his mutant brain lingered. animals didn't read - but he was a human !

the smell of the library weighed heavily on his sensitive nose, the smell of old books . . . parchment. it was a welcome smell, nothing too offensive. he could handle it, so long as he had a quiet moment with her.

[pyreonic]

sc.⠀⠀//⠀⠀@aspiderweb

“what  do  you  know?”  a  hand  rests  on  her  hip  as  she  raises  an  eyebrow,  eyes  narrowing  slightly.  “and  don't  try  lying.”  lying  never  really  seems  to  work  out  with  her,  shocker!

[ragebuilt-freezerburnt]

Eyes   cast   down   to   ponder   the   answer   given   to   her.    In   a   way   it   doesn't   make   sense   ,   the   two   of   them   were   more   a   like   than   Anya   realized   yet.    Then   again   ,   it   also   didn't   make   sense   at   first.    The   mental   image   of   the   way   a   child   envisions   their   parents.   SCEWING   reality   here   &   there   along   the   way.    Next   came   some   shame   ,   for   feeling   the   very   same   way   her   mother   described   it.    The   fatal   grip   of   dwelling   on   past   deeds   enough   to   bring   her   down   by   something   small   &   simple.

“   What   did   you   end   up   doing   about   it?   ”    The   question   coming   in   a   SMALL   VOICE   ,   before   eyes   flick   up   to   the   older   woman   again.    Blue   &   green   mismatched   eyes   searching   the   other's   for   an   answer   she   can't   seem   to   come   to   on   her   own.    “   Did   it   ever   get   easier?   ”

“   Once   I   did   it   ,   it   seemed   easy   to   keep   doing   it.   ”    |    @aspiderweb.

[fyrapartnersearch]

Looking for some fellow Harry Potter fans to join me and others in an 18+ OC-only roleplay forum - we're set ten years in the future, and have plenty of characters to interact with. The forum is primarily set in the British Isles. Please message me on tumblr or add webs#4562 on Discord if you're interested!

[sweet-puffin]

slowburn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt/comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbours or roommates // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or genderbend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane

Thanks for the tag, @aspiderweb! ♡

If anyone reading this fancies giving it a go, consider yourself tagged.