#natasharoamingoff

[ultimocacciatore]

[text] My mouth tastes like poor choices

[msg to N. Romanoff] that's actually considerably amazing

[msg to N. Romanoff] because mine tastes like 72 hours in jail 

[imnotafanofbeingpoked]

"Leave me alone."

"Not your call." 

[thegreatestmarksman]

✉

Calling All Angels- Train

I need a sign to let me know you're hereAll of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphereI need to know that things are gonna look up'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cupWhen there is no place safe and no safe place to put my headWhen you feel the world shake from the words that are said

[shieldshawk]

fading to dust

"Tash…It’s…It’s gona be ‘kay, Tasha." He smiled through his tears, stroking her hair back from her face. "You’re gonna be ok now, you’ll see….You’re gonna be happy, an…" He broke, his shoulders heaving as a sob tore from his chest. "Don’t leave me Tasha…Please."

[thegreatestmarksman]

Sing!

Clint smiled softly at Natasha, gently pushing her hair back behind her ear. This song might come from the heart, because damn it he just wanted the world would work out right for her. "You wait, wanting this world to let you in. And you stand there, a frozen light in dark and empty streets. You smile hiding behind a God-given face, but I know you're so much more. Everything they ignore, is all that I need to see."

[thegreatestmarksman]

☆

Temporary Home- Carrie Underwood

Little boy, six years oldA little too used to being aloneAnother new mom and dadAnother school, another house that will never be homeWhen people ask him how he likes this placeHe looks up and says with a smile upon his faceThis is my temporary home, it's not where I belongWindows and rooms that I'm passing throughThis is just a stop on the way to where I'm goingI'm not afraid because I knowThis is my temporary home

[sciencewithashield]

Open to any Natashas

"Tashaaaaa..."

[thegreatestmarksman]

[text] Delete my number.

(text) Done. Be sure to tell me your new number when I see you next.