the soldier and the spy fell in love and from those odds, something alike a miracle happened. james samuel rogers.
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the soldier and the spy fell in love and from those odds, something alike a miracle happened. james samuel rogers.
with @vdovasrevive
ASSORTED INJURIES.
“You shot me!” ( @ Clint ) ( @vdovasrevive )
❛ ONLY A LITTLE BIT. ❜
there was probably some way to stop natasha’s fall besides shooting through her uniform just above her shoulder with a grappling arrow, but it was the best thing clint could think of at the time. he thought he did pretty good considering how a she didn’t fall, and b he didn’t really shoot her just her uniform. that was some damn good aim, and he should deserve a freaking award for it. natasha seems the least bit happy with him however, so clint gives her a bit of a sheepish grin. he’ll have to offer something up for forgiveness later, but he was still hyped up on energy from the last fight.
❛ oh c’mon! did you not see that shot? it was perfect! ❜ the least she could do for him saving her life was acknowledge that it was a good shot, ❛ don’t give me that look it’s not like i actually shot you. just your uniform. technically i shot at you so i should get bonus points for that. ❜
@vdovasrevive said: “ i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching. ” more prompts for your feels
"𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴?" safety pins and stitches inside trying to keep it all in one place. he knows the answer, her heartbeat is steady and ease; no lie making it jump and her breathing is all natural. she believes what she is saying, and eyes void behind the red tainted glasses as he directs his head toward where he feels her presence. “then, what would you say you feel when you get hurt again? that’s heartbreak, plain and simple.”
"𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄?" "𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃."
s.teve returns the stones and goes to vormir, and the soul stone returns what was once lost, nata.sha. (with @vdovasrevive )
@vdovasrevive said: “I’ve been waiting for you to admit your feelings for years.” ∞ Friends to Lovers Prompts ∞
“𝙾𝙷 𝚂𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙺𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙳𝙸𝙳?“ not too far fetched, steve did had a tendency to not speak his feelings in order to not change the steady situation they had going on. she had once asked him what he wanted her to be and back then, he had said friends, because he didn’t thought it was right, to drag her along with him. “I’m an old man. . .I’m getting slow on my age.” he teases but hey, the truth is already out there and there is a weight off his shoulders. “I didn’t want to bother you.”
@vdovasrevive: 🔪 // put a knife to my muse’s throat ( WS 👀 )
Cold metal pressed to the skin of his throat made the Winter Soldier stop, chest rising and falling with heavy but controlled breaths, messy hair plastered to sweat-line forehead. Most moves were predictable, people were predictable, but occasionally, just occasionally, something would slip through and surprise him, catch him off guard.
Predatory glint shone in icy eyes as his head tilted down, leaning into the knife at his throat, the faintest of smirks on lips, taunting. ❝ не могли бы вы? ❞ ( Could you? )
starter for : @vdovasrevive
long has it been since the sorcerer has heard of natalia ( natasha? ) --- let alone see her. his eyes widened momentarily in a visual display of his surprise, before he caught himself and stood at the base of the stairs he descended from. he'd muster a small smile -- albeit a hesitant one, from his uncertainty in regards to the reason for her visit.
" widow -- i apologize for not noticing your arrival sooner. "
ASSORTED INJURIES.
“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.” @vdovasrevive
❛ S-SORRY ABOUT THAT, ❜ it is his blood that was staining her clothing. at least he thinks that’s his blood. he remembers taking the hit for her, but he was pretty sure he passed out from the pain right after that. is he actually bleeding? everything feels so different right now so far away that clint can barely keep his mind wrapped around it. all he can focus on is her. her face, that look of worry in her eyes even as she tries to make a joke. she’s trying to keep him awake, keep him breathing. he wonders when she learned how to save a life instead of taking one. he doesn’t voice the thought out loud of course, but it’s still there. like him she was raised to be a killing machine, but her hands were so gentle as she held onto him.
he swears if there was a heaven out there for him it would be with her. just an eternity spent with her by his side, in his arms. it’s really all he ever wanted, but he never told her. he’s thinking now that it’s too late to tell her, that he waited too long. his past mistakes are flashing before his eyes, and he swears it’s because he’s dying.
❛ i love y-you y’know, ❜ he gasps out through bloodied teeth, and the pain has long since left him. he reaches for her, fighting through the fog so he can rest a palm against her cheek, ❛ it’s okay. . .it’s going to be okay. ❜