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this shot fucks me up because those are salt’s footsteps. that’s all the jam and crumbs he said he was covered in. jesus christ dude

#madison speaks #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #silent salt cookie #elder faerie cookie #crk spoilers #if we get some kind of awakened silent salt update i want these two to reunite during it and smite somebody #they’ve been through so much shit buddy they deserve SOME kinda win

I can’t stop thinking about Natasha Romanoff and protection.

Like it’s more than just her eyes always watching the surroundings, not liking when people get too close to you, etc.

It’s those other ways people are protective. Like when her hand closes over yours tightly before a jump scare comes in the movie, how she’s already grabbing a blanket for you to hide under as soon as Clint picks a scary movie. Like grabbing you a coat even if you say you won’t be cold, because she’d rather not have you shivering. It's the way she's pumping your gas so that you don't have to. And how she's got her hands on you at all times. Or how she's got the hand sanitizer in the car before you can touch your face after touching something germy. And the way in which she has you sleep on the side of the bed furthest from the door. Or the way the panic room has its own special function for you.

She's got you. There is no way in hell she doesn't.

#Madison speaks #Natasha Romanoff x reader #rambles

madison's eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment while whatever episode of drag race shane put on played in front of her. it was one of the only things madison could stomach to watch anymore. there was no love, no death, no heartbreak; just cool outfits and weird musical challenges. most of the time madison would just stare at the wall if shane hadn't put something on for her.

this show was usually successful at lulling madison to sleep, but after the last night terror she had about dom, madison was hellbent on never sleeping again. everything since the night dom died became a blur expect that night, and she wished someone would hit her in the head hard enough to forget that too. as she dosed off flashes of sparkling dresses from the tv mixed with the memory of finding dom's body; jolting madison awake.

she looked around panicked; not seeing her living room, but instead the darkness and chaos from that night. her chest started to tighten while her breathing grew labored--until her eyes landed on shane sitting next to her. she grabbed shane's arm tightly, the women's presence being madison's only anchor to reality. the scene around her started to clear away, and they were back in her living room with the bright light from the tv shining on them.

"it's not gonna work," madison sighed as she crumbled back into their couch. "i can't, shane," madison admitted, out of breath from the flashback. "every time i close my eyes i just..." her voice trailed off. madison could barely bring herself to talk about that night, let alone what she would see when she fell asleep. "you're gonna have to knock me out if you want this to work." @trashxrps