#cigash

[arxchnoverturea]

+ @cigash​ asked:  okay, you’ve made your point. now shut up and kiss me. (For Jean)

+ Jean didn’t even try to hide the smile on her face as she leaned in closer, closing her eyes as she pressed her lips to his. 

[sorrowmarked-a]

Flurry of Fussing || accepting

“Someone seems a little jealous?” -- @cigash

Natasha snorted, “Matthew can do what he wants. He has always been free to do whatever the fuck he wants. Honestly, it’s not jealousy,” she lied. Married, to some woman he barely knew. What was that? “It’s pity. Pity for that poor girl. She doesn’t know Matt, not really. He’s not good at relationships, he’s never been good at relationships, and I’ve yet to meet a girl who leaves a relationship unscathed. She’ll be lucky if by the end of this she isn’t dead.” 

[arxchnoverturea]

’ really?  you’re giving me an ultimatum? ’ (For Jean)

+ “ It got your ATTENTION , didn’t it ? “ 

[arxchnoverturea]

“What’s in it for me?” (for Jean)

+ “ A night alone with me away from everyone else isn’t enough ? I must be SLIPPING. “ Jean couldn’t help but tease, PURSING her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest . “ With how CHAOTIC everything has been , I thought maybe getting away from everything would be just what we both needed. “ 

[sorrowmarked-a]

* shirley jackson || accepting 

‘ no one’s stopping you. ’  -- @cigash

Elektra stepped to the edge of the roof, the wind catching her wild curls and pulling them back. Traffic rushed far, far bellow. She hated New York. Too loud, too crowded, too much of Matt, to much that belonged to another life, one she hadn’t belonged to in this life at all. “You still speak so disrespectfully to your sensei,” she said, reaching up to brush her hair out of her face.  “And I already know that there is no one who can stop me, don’t be patronizing, Logan.”