widcwbites
* ╱╱ cb && specify pls
widcwbites
strongshields
݁ ⠀˖ ☆ ଼ ݁ IS A CRIME TO DO SOMETHING WITH YOU OUTSIDE OF WORKING HOURS .ᐣ
strongshields
@widcwbites ݁ ⁀ ྄ᤲ᤺ ° • first name basis.ᐣ you might as well admit we’re friends now. it’s okay, society will accept it. (. . . ) i figured we should try something different. walk around maybe and see where it takes us.
widcwbites
ID. @strongshields ouch . it would hurt not being your first choice if i had a heart . back to the drawing board , i suppose . what did you have in mind for this night out , lorene ?
makeamends
⠀⠀" we're a bit out of place, don't ya think? " he nudged her ankle softly underneath the table with his shoe. it's well into the late hours of the night, though somehow they find themselves sitting across each other in a waffle house, their attire making them stick out like a sore thumb. fancy dress paired with a suit and tie peering at the menu of savory but mostly unhealthy foods in some opinions. james had a hint of a smile, the corner of his lips slightly quirked up in almost a playful and amusing manner, a sight that seemed a little more common around natalya these days. this, at least, was more amusing to him than the show they were at prior. ( don't get him wrong though. the opera was very interesting. more than he thought. ) " think it's too late for a coffee? or would a milkshake seem more appropriate? "
/ inspired by one of our hcs... i'm also omw to respond to some of our older rps, i've missed them too much. </3
widcwbites
ID. @makeamends ❝ PANCAKES , THEN . ❞ natalya hummed , before she thought to perhaps adjust their order . pancakes && / what / , exactly ? ❝ UNLESS FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE YOU DON'T WANT PANCAKES && INSTEAD WANT WAFFLES . ❞ natalya seemed self satisfied , not much for pda despite them playing footsies under the table . that was the most she would show her affection this way in public && it was the first in a long time that the agent felt / safe / , albeit still with a holstered pistol at her thigh && her hairpiece doubling as a blade . she knew that beneath the suit , it was likely the other at least had a singular weapon beyond the body .
makeamends
⠀⠀it caused a deep sense of enjoyment that the other reacted the way she did, feeling too a sense of pride. in ways, he felt like he was back in the late 30's, before he was drafted and was strolling through the town with a girl at his side. though he will attest that natalya was much better company than the girls he remembered. his eyes looked up from the menu to meet hers, chuckling as gloved hands placed the open menu down on the table.
“ i should've known. maybe you could be a dietician, you give great advice. ” he hummed contently, “ let's share something, i'm not as hungry as i thought i was. ”
widcwbites
ID. @makeamends natalya granted a smile of her own , hidden behind a manicured hand as she struggled not to laugh . there was an ease in her form , relaxed despite the expensive gown && that was due to the company she kept . this restaurant was the only one open at this hour after the opera && she had to admit they did look out of sorts . her eyes would peer at the super-soldier from above the menu , before shutting it && leaning on her hand to look at the other in admiration . ❝ I THINK THAT NO MATTER WHAT YOU PICK , YOU'LL HAVE YOUR ARTERIES SCREAMING . BUT YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE . ORDER WHAT YOU WANT . ❞ natalya admitted with a playful tone , nudging the other back with her heeled foot . * ╱╱ aww ! good to hear ! ♡
widcwbites
* ╱╱ semi-back && active on here after watching ballerina :)
sstarkism
you disappear for two days, show up without a scratch, and expect me not to be curious? what’d you do—kill a dictator, save a cat, or ghost me for sport?
widcwbites
ID. @sstarkism * an almost imperceptible twitch of natalya's upper lip as she processed what the other said . more weaponry , more science under the guise of safety . when the red room first sent her to the states , it was in efforts to kill tony stark . a simple mission , one of seduction && intrigue that she would have completed had she not gotten word that an agent from an enemy agency was on her tail . && to think , had she been a crueler woman , both would be dead within the week && back to being a government weapon . no clint barton , no tony stark , no avengers . * the 'next guy' would be handled . you know that . an accident , a staged suicide , a flamboyant display or cauterization . you know what happens to those people . it seems that sating paranoia is easier than letting things lie .
sstarkism
tony’s fingers still on the glass of his tumbler, untouched scotch sweating in the warm light. behind him, a hologram spins—layered schematics of a self-operating combat drone. not just any drone. one designed to make decisions mid-air. lethal ones. without a pilot. without a pause. he doesn’t look at her at first. just smiles like he’s amused, like she hasn’t hit a nerve. ❛ right. sorry my little science project echoed across tajikistan. turns out the world gets jumpy when a flying ai drops a weapons cache in the wrong coordinates. prototype glitch. ❜ now he looks up—sharp, eyes a little too tired for the cocky tilt of his voice. ❛ not all of us have the luxury of whisper-quiet exits, nat. i make noise so the next guy with a grudge doesn’t forget who’s still standing when the dust settles. ❜
widcwbites
ID. @sstarkism the first one . quiet , clean , && not all over the news internationally . meanwhile , i heard about your latest project all the way in tajikistan .
widcwbites
* ╱╱ thinking about how nat allows herself to be soft in her relationships && how the right people let her be herself instead of a carefully crafted performance && encourage her building a sense of identity outside of her past . all her life she's been alluring people , whether it be with her looks of speech cadence or her mind - now she gets to laugh && rest her head on laps or shoulders . she gets to have the love she was denied in youth . she gets to be happy . she gets to live .
widcwbites
* ╱╱ so picture this : you're an espionage agent && a very good one at that , too . in your time working in the states , you've made allies && friends , maybe saved the world once or twice ( more than that , but you're not one to toot your own horn ) . you have your own apartment , your own life , && take jobs in order to support yourself with && without the government . you're content .
&& then you hear 'swan lake' && you get nauseous with your head aching . your feet start to ache , a psychosomatic remnant of the times you would dance in your youth . you were apart of the bolshoi theatre in moscow as principal dancer . you can't listen to most classical music due to the effect it has , akin to a trigger in folks with ptsd .
things start to get confusing . when you recall your time with the bolshoi , you can recite the steps like muscle memory but those full body-aches didn't often come with bruises . you remember there were twenty-eight others with you , girls you're not too sure what became of them . you know that during that time that you were married && you lost a daughter . you know that one time , when you were eighteen , you got stranded in the russian winter && almost died if it wasn't for , wasn't for --
you . you saved yourself . but how ? but why ? how did you even get stranded in the first place ? the nausea would overwhelm , emptying gastric contents in the trash can . your headache would pound && when you look in the mirror you see yourself but not really . a different version . there were other parts missing , parts you can't just ask your friends . how did you even become a spy ? you can't recall your parents so what happened to them ? why do you keep remembering a trainer with an eerie resemblance to a colleague ?
you're gonna have to do some digging .
widcwbites
* ╱╱ thinking about how nat's brain rewrote traumatic memories or erased them entirely to protect her !! thinking about how she can't remember her parent's faces or if she even had parents !! thinking about how she wanted to be a mother only to realize she can't && that her potential child is to be a weapon of the state if they're born && weeping with both sadness / joy when that child is stillborn !! thinking of how she was punished for not producing a good child && forcibly sterilized after !! thinking about how she doesn't have a love of her life bc that would mean she has a heart && the program took it from her !! thinking of her !! all the time !!
