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Tasha: Do you still have the spare key to my Porsche ?
Nikolai: I might.
Tasha: Might? I need it.
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Tasha: Do you still have the spare key to my Porsche ?
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"I don't need to be soothed." Tasha muttered obstinately and plopped down on the nearest kitchen stool. In all honesty she was just going through her usual petulant motions. Why? Because people were wont to accommodate a wealthy eccentric. "Sounds like a consistent waste of tea." Now that the Scientist had something to focus on, Natasha had...paper. Well paper towels specifically. "I don't have anything to talk about. I mean, what I shared in the bathroom was pretty much it. We blew up." Her nose crinkled as she tore a sheet and began the mindless process of folding it up neatly.
Not sorry
He shrugged a little. “Never really thought of it as a soothe a bro thing. More like soothe a person. Besides, I’ll honestly be surprised if you drink it.” The corner of Bruce’s mouth twitched a little as he fought a smile. “My friend, who I’m apparently so sweet on, usually lets it sit while he talks at me.”
Bruce pulled his teapot out when he got to the kitchen anyway. The tea was something for him to do. It was something to kep himself occupied when Tony spoke.
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I like OC’s.
I like AU’s.
I like AU’s where my character is important to your OC.
I like AU’s where my character despises your OC.
I like AU’s where your OC might want to beat the shit out of my character.
I just like Au’s and OC’s okay.
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Tasha lofted a shapely brow at that. "Back to my hotel for a nap, if tubby cop has anymore questions he can reach me at the Ritz Carlton. No one died and I was doing my job." The corners of her lips quirked up. "If you're thinking of tackling, I'd like the Mojito first."
"Yes. Yes I did." He grabbed the card and saw her getting ready to leave. He read the name quickly and rolled his eyes. "Where do you think you are going? I thought we had a deal."
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Mindy: WHAT KIND OF SICKO SQUISHES A LARGE TOMATO ON MY DAUGHTERS PANTS?!
Mindy: I'm sorry, you made me laugh but I thought I'd keep up the movie quotes.
Tasha: Well I'm just glad to be five bucks richer.
Tasha: Now the better question would be...How do you have this unlisted number?
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Mindy: Tell me your lamest joke.
Mindy: If you can make me laugh I'll give you $5
Tasha: Three tomatoes are walkin' down the street.
Papa Tomato, Mama Tomato and Baby Tomato.
Baby Tomato starts lagging behind, and Papa Tomato gets really angry.
Goes back and squishes him and says: "Ketchup."
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"Eyes say otherwise. Nine out of ten says you like me."
"Double cheese or regular ?"
"Hard not to be around you."
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"Burger."
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Funny how you never won The father of the year award, regardless. [ There's momentary pride in the way she sounds so aloof, hardly a speck of resentment. Even if she's always feeling otherwise. ]
They don't.
Trust me. You’ve been keeping me on my toes since you were six. [Which wouldn’t have much to him if the memory wasn’t so vivid. He seemed to be getting a lot of static around the edges. He did his best to ignore it]
You’d think they’d learn by now.
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"Classy guy." Tasha teased and swiped up her set of keys. To be perfectly honest ? She hadn't expected the invite. Banner seemed to be a bit on the timid side when in her proximity, more so if science wasn't the buffer between them. She led the way out of the condo and toward the Stark Tower elevator with a hum and twirl of the key ring on her index.
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"I can buy, oh yeah, no problem…" He nodded, only right thing to do on this not-a-date.  "I’m… following you." 
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"Right...You went to school to be the blood and fluid/carpet fiber guy." If she noted the genuine smile at her more morbid joke, Tasha said nothing. Instead she rubbed her wrists, before moving to her feet to fetch something from her back pocket. A business card. "Here, in case you're ever in New York. I'm available for nightcaps." Time to see if the tackling thing was a bluff.
"Not at all. I love my job and my laminate." Dexter smiled this time actually liking the joke because he would have loved to saw off an arm at this point. He was craving a kill and in this new city he hadn’t had time to do anything fun yet. He watched her limber up and waited patiently.
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"...I reserve the right to call you what I want on special occasions." Tasha held out her hand in a gesture of agreement.
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Stacey thought about it for a while. “You can call me Cap or Stace.”
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"You buyin'?" Tasha propped an elbow on the counter and her chin atop an upturned palm. The rambling was cute. A bit jittery. Nervous ? "Because if so, we can head down to the lobby bar."
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"I consider dates to be two people sitting across from each other… Crazy idea… He sit at the bar table, next to each other.  Just… Two people getting a drink?"
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"Manhandling. I mean I get it, you prolly feel left out of the big boys with a shiny badge club...But I like an icy Mojito before I get mean." Natasha hummed lightly in agreement and crossed a shapely leg over the other as she waited. Couldn't even play pin ball or anything they'd taken her phone. Fury was probably taking his sweet time confirming her assignment too. Regardless, she wasn't too surprised when the CSI guy returned and worked the cuffs off. "Let me work the blood through, I'll make sure to holler if I need an amputation."
"What way?" He blushed a bit and poked at the cuffs. "Let me go grab the keys." He quietly went into the next room and grabbed his lockpick from his pocket. Do you really want to set this woman free? He thought to himself. After a few moments of hesitation he walked back in and broke her out of her cuffs. “There. Any better Natasha?”
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"Uh huh." Tasha assented with an unreadable expression, it wasn't too hard to pick up the badly faked chortle. She drummed her fingers lightly on her knees as he bent down to have a look at the obviously too tight cuffs. Alright, so maybe she shouldn't have sassed the fat guy. "Well if you wanted you play it that way you could've just asked Mister Morgan...And it's Natasha."
"Yeah like that guy."He faked a laugh and looked her over. He went against his better judgement and bent down to look at the cuffs. "If I let you go you won’t run will you? Because I would hate to have to tackle you Miss-?"
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Tasha perked a brow at the display and gave the man a look of mild amusement. "Right, so you're like...The CSI guy." Clearly she was beyond the point of feigning respect and courtesy for law enforcement. They'd arrested her for speeding...and resisting arrest while attempting to capture an ACTUAL bad guy. Not to mention the gawking. She'd layered her reactor with a summery scarf for a reason. "So besides shining a black light at suspicious floor stain---Yep, still gonna have to wait. And my hands will go numb, because that brute tightened these to the nth degree."
Dexter sighed and showed her the thing dangling from his neck. “Dexter Morgan Miami Metro Forensics. So I don’t have a badge. I have a laminate.”
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"Now you're just looking for an excuse to be crotchety."
"Burger or Philly cheese?”
"Crepes are flatter pancakes an’ you know it."
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