❛ i don’t have one of your... avenger get out of jail free cards, so... ❜ bucky grimaces, eager to move back into the shadows after a day out in the open. if the wrong people spotted him, it was game over. though, not without a fight.
@romanoiva / ♡
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❛ i don’t have one of your... avenger get out of jail free cards, so... ❜ bucky grimaces, eager to move back into the shadows after a day out in the open. if the wrong people spotted him, it was game over. though, not without a fight.
@romanoiva / ♡
❝ OH MY GOD, your hair color is . . . stunning. ❞ magnetic, a field so alluring it is like it had sang to caroline a beautiful, antique poetry, INVITING HER to touch it. yet , she refrains politely, whilist a second remark is made with an inquisitive tone. ❝ is it natural? ❞
@romanoiva / RANDOM STARTER.
starter for : @romanoiva .
she appears like a vision something sacrilegious that should not be , yet is . red & raven , she sits perched on a balcony . cloaked in the shadows , in the night , whom she has long embraced . the outline of her is hard to distinguish , except where she is lit by intent . ❝ you were there . ❞ less a claim , more a retelling , whispered for the widow to acknowledge . you were there when they sought my revival .
❝ well, you almost killed me so it was NOT SO NICE to meet you . ❞
@romanoiva / ♥
“ i don’t think i’ve ever seen that cat warm up to anyone that quick . or at all . sure you don’t have room for a feline in your life ? “
@romanoiva // starter
❛ @romanoiva / sc. ❜
THE SHADOWS CLING TO THEIR HOST, fester in the ink of her. She is all darkness / all death / all dead. The silver of her gun GLINTS, a warning as she clicks the safety off. Keeps it at her side. The other is still holstered -- for now. ❝ It’s late. YOU’RE late. ❞