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[astrapure-a]

@maskedheroics​ sent: “I think the room is bugged.” / natalia romanova

Dark brows furrow at her words, such comment bringing gaze to search about as though expecting to see numerous species of midgardian insects crawling about the walls. Rather, everything seemed rather normal from her observation, turning sight back upon Nat.

“-I don’t see anything.”

[starkstech-a]

@maskedheroics​​​​   //   sc.  ( for Peter Parker )

“ I don’t know how to do this, Pete. ” It seemed like just yesterday they got through a pretty rough patch, it seemed as though they just got Stephen back, not the broken, given up version, but the man they both knew and loved. But another day another bullshit challenge given to them, he guessed by God, that fucking bastard. Stephen’s been diagnosed with cancer, he just got the call from his doctor. And he’ll have to be to tell this to his boyfriend of so many years. He’ll have to be the one to deliver this blow. And he’s out of his debt here. Tony has no clue how to tell Stephen of his condition without sending him spiraling down once again. They just got him back. “ I don’t know how to tell him. ” 

[freckledboss]

“Hey, munchkin, I was wondering if you could help mommy today?” Pepper peels back the makeshift entrance of her daughter’s fort and ducks inside. “Maybe you could feed Gerald while I check on the garden? You know... daddy did tell me there isn’t anyone more qualified for taking care of Gerald than his Morguna.” There’s a smile on her lips, but a slight hesitance when mentioning Tony. He’s in critical condition and she’s not sure if he’ll be able to survive this one. It's difficult to think about and even more so when speaking of him to their child. So far she's only told their little girl the minimum. How else could she possibly explain to Morgan what her father's situation entails without invoking fear? She's too young and doesn't need to be burdened with negativity. However, despite the circumstance, the woman remains hopeful in the many physicians and experts working to bring him out of his comatose state. Most importantly though, she still has faith in the man himself to pull through. “What do you say?”

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[defendsfreedom-a]

@maskedheroics​ asked: 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀: "I've never been much of a heart shaped jewelry girl," Natalia admitted, holding the box she had received on her doorstep this morning out to examine the pendant. "I don't hate it, but there is a fine line in simple elegance and tacky. This however, is miraculously the former and I am genuinely impressed. I'm surprised to say it, but I actually really love it."

Steve had hunted far and wide to find something Natasha might like.  It was hard.  He’d even gone to Clint for help.  He knew that dumb jewelry that had any hints of Valentines day etched into it would probably be poorly received.  So, he had spent days searching for the perfect sentimental piece of jewelry.  It was a small double heart.  One textured the other smooth on a very thin chain.  There is a sigh of relief that expels from Steve’s lips.  “Good.  I’m glad.”

[alderaandestroyed]

it’s  late  when  the  tantive  iv  finally  docks  in  aldera.  captain  antilles  &  senator  bail  organa  exit  together,  tired  but  basking  in  the  beautiful  sight  that  is  their  home  land.  months  on  coruscant  make  him  forget  just  how  beautiful  alderaan  is.    it  seems  even  more  beautiful  now  as  he  walks  through  the  hallways  of  the  palace,  the  journey  to  their  quarters  seeming  even  longer  than  it  truly  was.  breha,  for  so  long  just  out  of  reach,  now  close  to  his  fingertips.  he  had  missed  his  wife  more  than  she  would  ever  know.  her  words  his  only  saving  grace  in  the  long  weeks  that  they  had  been  parted  for.  it  drove  him  mad,  though  she  so  often  reminded  him  about  the  good  he  was  doing.  the  door  is  opened  slowly  &  he  creeps  into  the  room.  his  cloak  is  abandoned  for  now,  placed  on  the  nearby  chaise  lounge. 

“  my  dove  ??  “  he  hadn’t  told  her  about  this  return  home  ;  in  times  of  war,  nothing  was  certain.  there  was  a  chance  that  she  would  sleep  through  his  words.  but,   he  would  be  called  away  soon.  for  now  he  could  rest  a  hand  against  her  silky  skin  &  pray  it  never  happened.

[strongmoralprinciple]

he’s  not  sleeping.  not  after  he  had  promised  to  wait  for  sherlock  so  they  have  dinner  together  at  angelo’s.  but  there  was  a  bout  of  flu  in  the  surgery  which  had  left  the  man  busy  for  hours,  working  through  lunch.  then  the  tube  had  been  mobbed,  leaving  him  no  spot  to  sit  &  half  an  hour  behind  schedule  due  to  construction.  sherlock  had  been  meeting  with  lestrade  &  was  hopefully  taking  rosie  to  molly’s for  the  evening  before  returning.  resting  his  eyes  for  a  moment  wouldn’t  hurt. 

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[cmmnder]

“  you  gonna  take  a  break  anytime  soon  ??  “  he’s  leaning  against  the  opening  to  the  cockpit  of  the  falcon,  two  cups  of  instant  cafe  in  his  hand.  poe  doesn’t  want  to  act  too  eager,  but  this  ship  is  calling  to  him.  “  i  could  take  her  off  your  hands  for  a  while.  “  

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