#kxtiik

[wiidowcat-a]

@kxtiik

Liho leaned forward and batted at her ankles softly, demanding attention.

[wingmanriley-blog]

⟪ @kxtiik ⟫

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   Jesus Christ that’s the Black Widow. Riley’s speechless for a few seconds before he forces himself to blink and close his mouth that he hadn’t realized had fallen open. “Um, hi,” he greeted, a little smile on his face, still kind of astounded. “What can I help you with, ma’am...?”

[unspokenthing-blog1]

@kxtiik

“this is quite an interesting establishment.”

hands folded behind her back as she followed the terran woman through the area, eyes soaking in the area she was in. it was her first time visiting the terran planet, though it wasn’t under the best circumstances but if it means she and the guardians will gain an ally then it’s worth it.

“i take it all of our allies will be meeting here to discuss our next course of action?”

[wiidowcat-a]

@kxtiik

Liho curled up, waiting... then as soon as the door opened, she scampered across the room, full of meows and purrs as she twined around Nat’s legs happily. 

Welcome home. I missed you! 

[typicalclint]

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Acts of Affection || No Longer Accepting

❥  Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.

The distant glow of the blown up building still smeared the night sky. The smoke was rising higher and higher into the air, and the screaming sirens from the first responder teams echoed through the city. This event would reach headlines the next day, and would take up the main story for the evening news. But given a few days and it’d be as if nothing had happened. SHIELD would pull what strings it had to, and bury the story of how a ‘gas leak’ managed to blow up the hotel on the west side of town.

Strike team Delta had managed to get away unharmed, but only just. Clint was the first to stop running. He leaned onto the closest wall, feeling the rugged brick beneath his fingers as his other arm hugged his side. A second longer and they both would have been turned into barbecue.

The archer’s brow was coated in soot and sweat. The sleeve of his dress jacket dangled on a thread, and what was once a white tux was nothing more than a disaster of dirt, blood, and ash. It was the touch of her hand that forced him to look up, still wide eyed and expecting to see Natasha ready to tell him to run and run harder. But no…his partner did something else. Something…different and unexpected. The tension was there, they both KNEW that, but this wasn’t the sort of tension they’d been experiencing on the past few missions, but rather it was…a token of gratitude that they’d made it out. Alive.

Natasha’s fingers grazed over his arm, up his shoulder and around his neck, insisting in silence that he join her. And he did. He moved from the wall, and pushed his forehead to hers, allowing the weight off his back at the fact that they’d both nearly died.

Free arm thrown around her shoulders, Clint kept his partner close.

→“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry. I hesitated and it nearly cost us our lives, I’m sorry Nat.” He was blaming himself for not taking the shot. He was blaming himself for having shot the culprit in the hand instead of the head. Clint was blaming himself for putting his partner at risk.

[spidxrsenses]

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“So uh... Why do they call you ‘Black Widow’? Did ypu come up with it yourself or... or did it just appear?” He questioned curiously. 

[morsed]

kxtiik replied to your post: hailtothechixf also made an express point of...

I should have taken screen shots of the conversation I had with them before I blocked them. Too little too late, now. But I can only hope that if this circulates enough, more people will become aware of this piece of trash human being.

^^^^^

[morsed]

hailtothechixf also made an express point of reaching out to my blog on numerous occasions. Ignorantly I didn't take the time to look into their blog to see how they chose to portray Tony. Nor did I look into anything to do with them, in great detail. In fact, I wasn't even aware of their take on Stark until certain things started coming to light on my dash. Combined with various red flags thrown up in regard to the kinds of questions they asked. I can't help but think I dodged a bullet.

you def did friend. this person just???? doesnt seem to fucking care about people being comfortable. sick.