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@ofxarrowsandknives sent:  [txt] i found out what a kegstand is (For Pietro)
College Life Text Starters | Accepting
{Text; Charlotte} Okay
{Text; Charlotte} Are you okay?  Did you not know what one was in college?
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wxrwounds · 4 years
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Hand over was always hard, watching your beautiful daughter run back to her mother with open arms and smile like the sun was invented by her was one of the most gut wrenching things Jason had to watch. Especially when it was back to the love of your life, your soulmate who had decided that you weren’t meant to be together anymore. Surely Three years apart would have made this better but that dull ache in his chest reminded him that it hadn’t. 
“Ronnie!” He called, hoping to get his daughters attention as he walked closer to the two, backpack still in hand and her overnight bag strung across his shoulders. “You forgot the most important thing,” He stated, waiting for an answer but all he got was a confused head tilt, “My goodbye kiss.” He smiled, crouching down to take his daughter in his arms and kiss her head. She was the most important thing to him, She was his reason for coming back from mission now and he wanted her to know exactly how much she was loved, even if mummy and daddy weren’t together anymore. 
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captainwithashield · 4 years
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Continued from here XXX
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The universe Steve has decided is out to ruin his life. The moment he laid eyes on Charlotte as he walked across the sidewalk. He nearly runs into her outside an ice cream shop and he can’t help but stare. Their breakup hadn’t been pleasant, and Steve had spent most of the last few years in a deep undercover mission. When he had come back to the city, Charlotte was the last person he expected to see. 
He stares at the woman before his eyes fall onto the little girl. What kills him more, is that he feels as if he’s staring at a younger version of himself. There isn’t any denying who she belonged to. There’s anger and guilt that worms its way into his chest, but he says nothing-- ripping his gaze away from the little girl. And just like that Steve’s at a loss for words. “Yes, it has.” Steve says lamely before he shakes his head. “I won’t keep you.” 
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affcgato-archived · 4 years
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@ofxarrowsandknives​: “We’ll make this work out.” 
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      he looks over at the other, offering an easy grin as he nods. he’s... not uncomfortable with the idea of an arranged marriage - given how little free time he has to date, this was ACTUALLY IDEAL for him, but still the whole setup was a bit more cold than he would have liked. no, not cold. IMPERSONAL. it was impersonal on a level he simply didn’t mesh with, & no matter how easy going he was, he wasn’t going to be able to relax like this so perhaps a change of scenery was in order.
      ‘ how about this, ’ he starts, the easy grin turning into a fond smile. ‘ it’s a bit crowded here, with everyone else discussing the nuances of their arrangements, could I perhaps tempt you to join me in sneaking away? ’ Coast is closed today, it would give them privacy to discuss everything without the crowd, but it would also mean they have some time ALONE to work through all of this together. he offers her his arm, phone already in his hand to call for an über - just in case. ‘ discussions like this are always best over dinner. ’
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It had been two weeks ever since he had woken up. And all he knew his name was Steve Rogers. And he was supposed to be a soldier. Or whatever. He still doubted that. But he knew that what he said was what he felt. He felt lost. He was lost. He couldn’t remember a single thing about what had happened, and it seemed like he couldn’t even remember what she had already told him. Was that his life from now on? Not remembering what he gets told? “I’m sorry, what was your name again?”
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serumsoldiers · 4 years
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@ofxarrowsandknives​ asked: Scream
scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.
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Bucky was sat in the kitchen in the compound reading what ridiculous story made the news when he heard a scream coming from the outside. Putting the paper down, he shot up and ran to where it came from, pulling out his pocket knife from his shoe. Even though things had settled, he’d still carry it everywhere he went. Never knew when something might happen.
“What’s going on?” 
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the past isn’t the past // closed
He’d been able to walk away with his share, just enough to feed him and Charlotte for a few weeks ‘til the next gig. And the pay would be the same, just enough. Barely enough. Of course, Barney kept his own money close to his chest. Because he was going to be something. Too good for his own family.
Clint pulled open the door to the half-assed trailer that he and Charlotte shared. It was big enough for their two bunks, a small kitchenette, and their wardrobe: sparkling costumes, glittering masks, and more weapons than any two teenagers should carry. He dropped the brown paper bag full of cash on the table and went to the freezer, grabbing a bag of ice to put on his eye. After all, that’s what he deserved for asking for a little more cash. Charlotte’s birthday was coming up, and he’d been hoping to get her something special. Now he didn’t stand a chance and had a black eye.
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zombified · 4 years
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Continued. 
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He’s almost sure Charlotte is going to tell him no. He had hoped she understood he wanted a date, and not just them hanging out as friends. He shifts on his feet, rocking back and forth as he thought about it. He shrugged. “Naw, I figured maybe we can pick it when we get there? “He offers easily. “Unless there’s somethin’ you wanna see? But, I think there’s a new horror movie that just came out. Maybe we can go to that?” 
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warringpeace · 4 years
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STARTER for @ofxarrowsandknives​ muse: p.ietro | verse: post-EG
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“Hey, Lottie. Bet you’re glad the kids have winter break.” It was one to two weeks, but after almost an entire year of checking papers and hearing the shrill screams, it sounded like heaven. He’d met Clint’s sister a few times before, and like everyone else he met, he greeted her with a smile before handing out the box of doughnuts he’d been carrying with him. He was supposed to be distributing them to the remaining agents in the building, but since most of them had already gone home for the holidays, he still had about half of those chocolate-dipped goodies to hand out. “Want one? Or two?”
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imxthexhandler · 5 years
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Cold version of spicy
[Continued from here.]
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[text: Amelia] Drinking water with a minty mouth is the cold version of spicy.
[TEXT: Char. Barton] Did you go drinking with your brother and Romanoff again?
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@ofxarrowsandknives​ sent:  “do you know who I am?”
Send me “do you know who I am?” for my muse to have amnesia and not recognise them | Accepting
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Pietro shifted his weight to his other foot.  A curious tilt of his head.  “Should I?”  He asked.  There were already so many people saying that to him.
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captainwithashield · 5 years
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There’s always a moment every morning when Steve lets his guard down. It’s always around Charlotte these days and it is almost scary to Steve how much he trusts her to look at the pieces of himself he doesn’t share. He gently cards his fingers through her hair, his arm almost asleep from where Charlotte is laying on it. He ignores the pins and needles, in favor of savoring the moment. “Good Morning, “ He says gently in return. “it’s close to 9, its getting late we should get up” He muses gently. 
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affcgato-archived · 4 years
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@ofxarrowsandknives​: “how long has it last been since you slept?”
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      ‘ that is... a really GOOD question, ’ Grayson admits with a winning grin before he reaches over & downs more of the coffee precariously balanced on a stack of cookbooks. ‘ I think I managed a few hours last night, ’ he adds, the grin turning a bit cheeky. ‘ here, try these - ’ THESE turn out to be a variation of insalata caprese - with grilled peaches instead of the signature slices of tomato. ‘ I PROMISE I’ll be home tonight and I’ll even actually get more than six hours, I just have to get this finished so my second can actually run it as a trial, ’ the blond teases. ‘ though, if you want to hang out and make sure I don’t lose track of time, just tell Maia to put me down for anything you feel up for eating. ’
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A smile formed on his lips as he looked at the brunette woman. Months had passed by so quickly, months being on the run from the government and trying to do the right thing. “I would alway come back. Especially when it’s needed.” he smiled. God, how he had missed her. And she looked great. “How have you been?” they surely had no time to talk about such things right now, not when Thanos was coming to earth and they had to be prepared. But he couldn’t help it. 
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serumsoldiers · 4 years
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@ofxarrowsandknives​ asked:  “ i’m getting tired of hiding…”
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Bucky hated having to hide their entire relationship, he just wanted to tell everyone about Charlotte and be able to hug her in public but he knew the consequences. Clint may have accepted him but he did not want him to be with his sister. In the beginning the Soldier was being quite obvious that he liked her and that was when the Archer pulled him aside and made sure they will never happen with a few choice words. That was when Bucky tried to push her away but couldn’t and he still hadn’t told her what Clint told him. He’d always make up some other excuse as to why they can’t be public. 
“Trust me.. I am too.” He sighed, feeling guilty about lying but tried to make the conversation more positive. 
“Come on, don’t you find this all a bit adventurous?” He grinned. 
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Royalty runs in our blood
It had taken years to get to this point. He’d finally risen through the ranks, gotten past his lack of a name, fought tooth and nail. He’d found status for himself, limited as it was. He was bodyguard to the princess.
Clint wondered if his mother would’ve been proud.
He made his way to her quarters, following the instructions kindly offered by one of the maids. Once he’d found his way to the door, inlaid with gold trimmings and with the princess’s initials, Clint raised a hand and hesitated. He worried about failure, about what it would mean to serve a king who left his kingdom in such disarray. But his job was solely the princess. So he knocked with feigned confidence, knowing that his duty was to her.
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