#deafarcher

[icouldkillyouwiththistray]

Get your kicks on Route 66

Michigan Avenue, Chicago, Illinois 1955

Morgan leaned on the corner of the alleyway cupping her cigarette with one hand as she lit it.

A long draw filled her lungs with sweet smoke and she let her back sit flat against the wall to appreciate the sensation.

Her eyes followed an old newspaper billowing it's way into the darkness until something else drew them away - a shape that shouldn't be sticking out of a dumpster.

Her curiosity got the better of her and she had to go and look.

The foot twitched and she peered into the filth, offering the only words she could think of that were appropriate to someone lying in a dumpster.

"Hey. You need a hand out?"

[xnxthinglastsfxrever]

#there's definitely wrong ways though @deafarcher

not unless you get caught, Clint

[honorarystripes]

@deafarcher

"For the record, I do think it is a little like babysitting some days though I'm not sure who is babysitting who when it comes to us."

[agentsterling]

[Brush] Touch my muse’s scar on accident -- @deafarcher

Sterling instinctively jerked his hand away from Barton as his hand brushed the scar on the back of his wrist. It was an impulse, automatic, but he still felt bad for doing it, thinking Barton might be insulted by the gesture.

"Sorry. I... I thought you were... It doesn't matter."

He rubbed his wrist, hiding the scar with his fingers, thankful for the wristwatch concealing the matching one on his other wrist. He had gotten to a much better place about showing them off but he still wasn't used to them being touched.

[redheadarcher]

@deafarcher // cont.

“I’m fine . I’m fine. I’ve just been a little busy with a few missions alongside my team. We almost ended up in another dimension last week—” she joked with a smile before shaking her head. “No, I’m just kidding. We’ve just been training a lot. It’s actually kind of boring.”

[killerqueenwidow]

Natasha hadn't made the best choices when she was younger. She fell into a group of people that never really had her best interests in mind because she was new and the foreigner. So anything could be passed off on her being from another country.

When she got her life together, she thought she'd met someone good finally. After a year of dating, she found herself pregnant and then alone. With her water breaking during her college graduation, her life was set on a path that day. And when she welcomed her daughter Rosetta, her world turned into a tiny little figure in her arms.

Years passed and she worked with a company that worked with her needs of time off for the baby. Now that Rose was able to be in a daycare, Natasha was picky. After a week at this new place and Rose telling her all about Mr. B... she wanted to enroll her in for a few months. So she stood at the counter, waiting for the secretary to pull files and contracts for her.

@deafarcher

[wildcxrds]

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"It's fine to tell her - she'll be useful enough. The both of you would be." Kairo folded her arms. "But we don't have much time before I suspect he will move it again."

[archivedredheadarcher]

@deafarcher // cont.

Scarlett knew it wasn’t the ideal situation, but she smiled anyway, trying not to think about how much trouble she’d be in once they got home and her mom found out about that.

It was a problem for later. Then she nodded.

 “I’ll try. I’ve gotten pretty good at getting out of things without a scratch,” she said, half serious, half joking. “So… do we have a plan, or are we just winging it? I’m good either way.”