#ladybrd

[awkeye]

@ladybrd

a phone ringing somewhere ,  and lucky barks in response .   could be five miles away  ,  and walking there feels that long a trip on stuttering kneecaps .   at least she can’t see the BEDHEAD .

                                              “  y'know how late it is ?  ”

[agntwhisky]

                       ❝        ARE  Y’  SURE   you   don’t   wanna   ditch   s.h.i.e.l.d.   &   become   a   statesman   instead  ?   we   could   use   an   agent   like   you   on   the   field,       ❞         spoken   as   he’s   downing   the   rest   of   his   drink   ––   only   pausing   in   his   speech   as   he   refills   with   a   muted   grin.       ❝          ––   ‘sides,   we   got   whiskey.        ❞        /      @ladybrd    ♡.

[dutyburdened]

smash or pass ;)

   “ smash. ”

[stormweathered-arc1]

@ladybrd​ | the witcher : ❝ do other women find this coarseness charming? ❞

  ❛ OF COURSE THEY DO. I am quite charming. ❜  He may even be a little PROUD, the glance given askance with a narrowed eye, and he snorts.   ❛ Why, does my coarseness offend thee? ❜   He GRINS.  ❛ I would rather seem COARSE than spend my days worrying over who to impress. ❜     ———  a heartbeat, and he adds  ( as though it IS quite important ):  ❛ —— mmm. And a GOOD MANY are impressed. ❜

[brutlistarchive]

🔥+ tight

he is

@ladybrd // nsfw hcs

[dutyburdened]

˗ˏˋ ◜ * @ladybrd LIKED FOR A STARTER

   this coffee shop was his favourite; it had a vintage aura to it, a style that appealed to stephen. gone were the clinical, harsh lines of his past. since moving into the sanctum, he’d come to appreciate architecture that differed entirely from the modern rooms of his past. he usually aimed to come an hour or so after the morning rush, but, today, he’d decided to 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓮 the cold winter air and come early.

   coffee ordered, bought, and safely gripped in gloved hand, he turned to exit; he paused, changed his mind, and then cast his gaze around the cafe for a seat. his gaze landed on a spare stool at the table that 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 across the expanse of the window, a couple of spaces down from a blonde woman. he made his way over, the necessary question directing itself towards the female.

   “ is this seat taken? ”

[tocxmply-archive]

drinking starters (accepting) // @ladybrd​​ *kisses on cheek bc d r u n k as a skunk @ 9:30pm*

          we both need an adult to supervise us, was said recently, and it really was not an exaggeration; if anything, at this point a general rule of thumb is that, whenever the other is too quiet for too long, something is likely about to go down. not that it’s always some terribly dramatic occurrence, thankfully... and yet, between the two of them, no day is ever dull. currently, what happens is that Bucky was quite casually minding his own business, just snuggled comfortably on the couch and writing down a few new entries in HIS JOURNAL about some more memories that have resurfaced --- when, next thing he knows, Bobbi half-sits, half-slumps over by his side. not only that but there’s now also arms wrapped around him as clumsily as they are lovingly, till it all peaks and the loud smooch is planted on his cheek. and there’s no helping the wide smile taking over his face, of course, nor the laughter that breaks free.

‘ hi --- missed you too! ‘

[serpernt]

       punchline       /      accepting

@ladybrd​   said :        “ i’ll  never  let  myself  be  tied  up  again ”

SLOW    EXHALE    CARRIES    A    SLOW    HUM    UPON    ITS    TAIL,                  raised    ebony    and    deep    set    lines    mar    the    clarity    of    their    pallid    brow .                  it    has    them    thinking ,             smiling  ––––––––––––––           and    the    lift    of    thin    lips    exposes    awaiting    pearly    grin .                             ❝   let    yourself ?   ❞                             a    further    hum    does    exaggerate    their    humour ,                            ❝   bad    habits    are    fiendishly    hard    to    break ,         are    they    not ?    ❞