#winterrisen

[wdova]

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋.

   our verse with @winterrisen ; she was meant to be a shadow, a copy of their previous bright star. the best widow from the room. training with the soldier. she wondered if those feelings she had felt then, were only there orchestrated by dreyk.ov and his men. if those quiet moments on their own when he trained her on the field meant something.  he was real, she repeats to herself. everything had been fake, but he had been real. he had to be.

[fcrmata]

                        wiEnER SoLdIER & Peter Parkour

[wdova-archive]

@winterrisen​ said: “  i do care about you i’m just. i’m not good at talking about it. ”              shippy memes for you hoes

VERBAL  CONFIRMATION.  HER  HEART  SKIPS  A  BEAT,  BETRAYING  HER  FEATURES.  mouth  open  in  slight  surprise  and  she  is  failing  at  her  own  mask.  she  looks  down  for  a  moment  at  the  honesty  she  feels  on  his  words  and  she  has  to  take  a  moment  to  let  it  sink  in.  insecurities  run  high  in  her  mind  (  does  he  really?  or  does  he  only  see  a  shadow  of  another  woman?  ).  “I.  .  .dont’  know  how  to  say  it  either.  but  I  do.  .  .care.”  

[hitsharderarchive]

@winterrisen​ sᴀɪᴅ: 🌋

 ❝ I’D LET YOU SUCK MY DICK. ❞

[gloryguarded-arch]

random asks // @winterrisen​​​:  bucky offers him a thin binder, inside which are a couple clear sheets filled with pressed flowers.  "they aren't especially rare or anything, but they're some of my favorites from home. just thought i'd give you a little piece of one of the nicer things about america."

THE LAST TIME ALEXEI WAS HANDED A FOLDER LIKE THIS it had contained files on Natasha and Yelena as they were preparing for the Ohio assignment. He’s only ever been given missions this way. His brow furrows in suspicion before he takes it from the other man. When he opens it, he’s confused at first. He looks at the two pages, touching them gently as though he might BREAK them.  ❝ They are beautiful. ❞  He isn’t accustomed to being given gifts. He can’t remember the last time he got one. Alexei’s gaze shifts from the flowers to the man in front of him, slight smile on his face.  ❝ Thank you, товарищ. ❞

[ashieldforgood]

🧦 a half-asleep text.

||| @winterrisen ; text meme  - still accepting. 

[shieldborna]

“don’t  be  deceived  by  the  baby  face,  buck,  he  is  a  menace  to  society.“  he  teases  over,  a  hand  brushing  over  soft  cheek  of  the  sleeping  kid  by  his  side.  blue  gaze  looks  over  at  his  friend  and  offers  a  casual  smile  on  the  matter.  “who  knows  whose  fault  is  that,  mine  or  tasha  but  either  way.“  maybe  both  of  them  really,  but  james  is  a  kid,  yes,  but  he  can  already  tell  that  he  is  a  troublemaker.  not  that  he  is  going  to  start  falsifying  papers  to  get  into  war  but  he  can’t  seem  to  stay  still.    “you  want  to  carry  him  to  bed?“ @winterrisen​

[niteswcrd]

send 😘 to kiss my muse. // no longer accepting!

@winterrisen​ asked: 😘 pressing his lips to the flat of her blade

his   era   of   usefulness   quickly   came   to   an   end,      the   goddess   slamming   this   mortal   to   his   knees   and   lining   her   sword   to   his   throat      ---      moments   away   from   swiftly   ending   his   life   before   he   goes   and   kisses   it.      with   the   sword   being   a   part   of   her   the   goddess   instantly   froze,      eyes   crazed   with   MADNESS   flickering   into   a   glimpse   of   confusion.

in   the   midgardian’s   final   moments,      he   really   thought   that   something   like   this   may   ebb   her   rage      ---      or   was   it   merely   a   last   minute   wish   come   to   fruition   ?      the   questions   running   through   her   mind   stilled   her   blade,      his   lips   lingering   upon   OBSIDIAN   edge   as   she   narrowed   her   eyes      ---      eyebrows   furrowing   as   she   found   herself   momentarily   at   a   loss.

..perhaps   this   mortal   was   more   interesting   than   he   originally   appeared.

wordlessly   she’d   skim   the   sharp   blade   against   soft   skin      ---      red   blossoming   from   lips   that   she   before   now   paid   no   mind   to,      and   yet   now   the   pink   hue   warranted   inspection.      the   flat   side   of   her   inscribed   blade   ran   over   the   copper   that   bloomed   from   the   midgardian,      hela   bringing   to   towards   herself.      green   eyes   flash   as   she   maintained   her   gaze   upon   him,      the   goddess   bringing   the   blade   to   an   open   mouth,      tongue   RUNNING   flat   against   the   copper   now   covering   own   blade.

“         it   appears   you   have   something   you’re   hiding,      JAMES..      what   other   surprises   do   you   have   ?         ”