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( @starfclls ) Steve & Natasha

It was early in the morning in the Avengers Compound and Steve was sure everyone was asleep, it was three in the morning - after a long days work, everyone was tired. But for some reason, Steve couldn’t fall asleep, no matter how much he laid there, eyes closed trying to sleep. Kicking his sheets off, Steve didn’t bother throwing a shirt on as he made his way out of his room and to the kitchen. First, he’d get some early night cereal, then he’d go to the gym and take a few good hits at a punching bag. Grabbing a bowl and the cereal, he started humming a song that he heard a couple days ago as he reached into the fridge to grab the milk. Closing the fridge eliminated most of the light, and as he turned to put everything on the counter he nearly jumped seeing Natasha standing right there. “Can’t sleep either?”

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@starfclls | Continued from here

The way she said her name, something stirred in her but she couldn’t pinpoint what. No that was a lie, she knew what it was. Yet she hasn’t admitted it, hasn’t come to terms with it either. “Loathe?” A brow rises in question, “We’re not Pokémon, Hope.” A roll of her eyes then. But as soon as her sister was brought up, she realized why she hadn’t come to terms with it. Josie liked Hope first, if Lizzie were to make an advancement Josie would see it as Lizzie trying to take everything from her - again.

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@starfclls | Continued from here

He’d known the woman for years, they’ve worked together for so long that they’ve surpassed partners and became friends - family even. He knew she wasn’t an affectionate person, it was why he asked if she would be okay with it. He wanted to comfort her. But as she said yes, in her own words, he was surprised. Not allowing it to show, Steve stepped into her, wrapping his arms around her in an embrace. “Don’t be weird about it.” He chuckles.

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Cassian & Nesta / @starfclls​

“You know if you stopped pissing off your sister and Rhysand, we wouldn’t have to keep going on these long hikes.”

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starfclls asked: ❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞ / lizzie & hope

Lizzie was one for making points, and when she saw the other flirting with Hope -- without so much as a word Lizzie sauntered over to her, completely acting as if the other wasn’t there and pulled Hope into her -- a passionately hot make out session ensuing. She only pulled away a few seconds after she felt the other left, thumb coming up to wipe some of her transferred gloss from Hope’s bottom lip. “Cute or petty?” She’d say both.

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( @starfclls ) Rhys & Feyre

It was his second favorite time of the year, the way the snow coated everything in it’s pure white fluffiness - muffling the sounds around them. And of course, the time he got to spend with his brothers during their snowball game. Only this year was different, this year he had Nyx and while his son was too young to join in on the game, he wasn’t too young to enjoy snow for the first time. As soon as the High Lord heard his son awaken with his morning cry, Rhys placed a tender kiss to Feyre’s forehead before slipping out of the sheets and making his way to their sons room.

It didn’t take long to get the little one bundled up in snow appropriate clothing and as soon as he was ready, he was propped in one of Rhys’ arms as he carried him outside. Kneeling down, Rhys gently placed Nyx into the snow, laughing when Nyx made a face at the coldness. “You’re far too young to play in the snowball game for a few years, but let’s start training you on how to make a snowball, hmm?” Keeping Nyx between him, he first made a snowball himself, then with Nyx’s covered little hands, made another.

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robin laid on the ground, breathing ragged. she had just kind of laid down on the cold ground the moment they had left the upside down and reached a safe enough area. she had not been expecting anything that had happened.

her neck hurt from the vines and she felt like she was burning all over from just how close they had been to the fire. she also assumed she may have been in a bit of shock. unlike last time, she didn't have the joy that was the russians drugs.

she heard footsteps and sat up, leaning back on her elbows. "hi nance," she said, voice a bit raspy for the previous lack of oxygen. "you okay?"

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starfclls asked: ❝  you know i’m yours, right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞ / nat & steve

Letting the words sink in, Steve felt the rising jealously dissolve into nothing. Was it a look in his eye that she caught? Maybe the way he tensed? He certainly didn’t voice that he was jealous, he was too prideful for that. His jaw loosens as the words settle him, shoulders drop to a more relaxing posture. Baby blues look away from the one that made Steve stupidly feel jealous, landing on the woman beside him. “I feel stupid.” He admits. Over a hundred years old and he still got jealous, “I’m sorry,” A gentle kiss is placed on her forehead, “I do know that. Just as I only have eyes for you.”