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Jennifer Willoughby, The Sun is Still a Part of Me

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The Shock of the Fall

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WIDOW  //  009.

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DECOMMED

< ❝ — — YOU SCARED ME. ❞ >  Mumbled with an artlessness that hinges loose even for him, a rushed exhale of the breath he didn’t realize he’s been holdin’ white - knuckled ‘til he lets it go.  IT’S CERTAINLY IMPOSSIBLE TO LIE T’ HER but he wouldn’t know because he’s never tried.

Sweaty hair escapes the tattered braid released by the rough tug of the cowl backward, but he’s movin’ too fast to register that or anythin’ else except the solid shelf of her hip and how it fits undeniable in the desperate pull of his palm, except the jewel - bright confirmation he gets the briefest glimpse of before he tips their lips together like he maybe still needs convincin’ because he does.

❝ You’re okay ? ❞

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SHE’S OKAY ONLY IF SHE WILLS IT.   ——-    One of her tricks, long mastered in the art of pulling herself upright to rectify any lethargy that left her in such a state. James draws her closer to him and she’s all the more thankful for it.    (    Excusing shallow breaths her revolting, cracked ribs, collarbone, and arm demand.    ) 

Natasha presses her palm to his cheek, some fleeting breathless smile pressed to him like the thick fabric of her suit holding her together.    (    He helps here too, but more on that later.    )    While one stays tight to her side, the hand free to move does just that with a line traced against the turn of his jaw and another kiss sought in spite of her next breath. 

“    I’m right here.   ——-    I’m okay.   ”

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𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙿𝙾𝚁𝙰𝙻 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂, ₀₀₁.

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                                                                         LEONID NOVOKOV.

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NATALIE WOOD: WHAT REMAINS BEHIND, 2020 | dir. Laurent Bouzereau

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SERGEANT BARNES. 001.

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please understand that everything natasha does is, in fact, a power move

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RUZKIYA

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SISTERS  OR  FOES   ?      easier  answer  is  neither.     no  familial  bond,    she  doesn’t  want  one.     𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁  𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽  𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙳,    nor  considered.    a  bond  that  exists  only  when  suitable,    convenience  speaking  the  final  word.      pоманова    .  .  .      some  would  say  𝙉𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙄𝙎,    but  others  would  say  COMPLEMENT.    treacherous  waters  they’re  walking  on,     she  fears  to  step  on  glass,    and  ruin  the  little  bit  of  amicable  demeanor  they’ve  been  having.      ❝     Я никогда не пойму, почему ты это сделал      .  .  .      there  were  other  ways      ——       it’s  been  so  long,    but  i  still  wonder       :      Почему  ?    ❞ 

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APOLOGY FINDS NO HOME ON HER LIPS ,   rendered inhabitable. Now she knows waking required for a Selichot is no issue, yet she still swallows herself whole in the translation. But long before Natasha has understood mercy in cruelty, the art in which they so often cohabitate. Her most valued lesson passed on    ——-    the act of becoming relies on both.    

“    You ask again, but your logic is flawed.    ”

(    You stole me from me. A kindness.    )    

“    You were wrong, little one,    ”    she speaks finally, without malice or guilt.    (    A bullet awaits. You stole me from me. The transfer of hands, identity found in the decimation of false claims of control.    )    Forgiveness requires ritual following a transgression, liberation requires steps forward.    “    ——-    You believed yourself to be yours at all.    ”

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rp sentence starters taken from  shinji moon’s  work  ,  the anatomy of being. 

“ pay attention to the story. ” “ there are certain things about myself that i romanticize. ” “ this isn’t me being a dreamer. ” “ it’s just me trying to turn this husk of muscle and dirty fingernails into something more. ” “ for so many years i’ve held words beneath my tongue. ” “ my taste buds are revolting against me. ” “ everything leaves before it hurts us too bad. ” “ the body knows all that language cannot say. ” “ my skin was a million tiny mouths yelling ‘ listen ’. ” “ the body is a premonition. ” “ your sadness delivers itself into your organs. ” “ worry drops pebbles into your stomach. ” “ love evaporates and condensates onto the roof of your mouth. ” “ do you think it’s okay to fall apart ? ” “ we live in a  ‘ break it , you pay ’  kind of culture. ” “ there’s no room for mistakes. ” “ we give up so easily. ” “ we are stronger than what these fragile bones can take. ” “ we’re so ashamed of that which fumbles and falls through our fingers. ” “ we walk around carrying  ‘ closed ’  signs around our necks. ” “ i love you for how human you are. ” “ tectonic plates are shifting beneath my skin. ” “ there’s a new continent in my chest that i want to call by your name. ” “ kill me by giving me a grenade and telling me it’s your heart. ” “ i don’t want to know what your favorite color is. ” “ i do want to know what color you bleed. ” “ this is what it must feel like to be the sea. ” “ what else can this heart do but break or fall in love ? ” “ my palms are mines , and you’re just a finger’s length away from leaving me splattered across your chest. ” “ you are just a handful of billions of cells. ” “ you walk like you’re trying to hold the sky up with your palms. ” “ no one ever talks about what came before the flood. ” “ at first , they thought it was a miracle. ” “ i can hear how a heartbeat echoes. ” “ i no longer feel anything. ” “ my fingers are hollow shells , this skin is a shroud. ” “ we are uncharted mine fields. ” “ i shouldn’t ask questions that only i know the answers to , should i ? ” “ have you counted the freckles on your cheeks ? ” “ screw falling in love. ” “ i don’t want your sentimentality. ” “ what i’m trying to say is that you’re not allowed in. ” “ i don’t want to think of all the suns that will rise without you. ” “ i want so bad to forget. ” “ there are certain people who leave scars when they go. ” “ history repeats itself , sometimes in ways you wouldn’t imagine. ” “ there’s redemption in the night sky tonight. ” “ all i’m left with are paper cuts where your hands used to be. ” “ sometimes touches me and i bleed for days. ” “ what the hell do i do now? ” “ we measure catastrophes by how close they hit to home. ”

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good morning natasha’s relationship with shield ended with her killing a room full of people including her handler at the time. she barely gave a shit about it before, she certainly does not now. natasha is not, never has been, a company gal !

addendum : natasha’s relationship with shield is entirely contingent on what miss sharon carter asks her to do  

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good morning natasha’s relationship with shield ended with her killing a room full of people including her handler at the time. she barely gave a shit about it before, she certainly does not now. natasha is not, never has been, a company gal !

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𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 : 𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴. ––––––– @𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝

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Random gifs of Mila Kunis 1/?

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can’t wait to leave social events early wit my husband and just go home and chill (and have bomb sex)

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This is my system, Dolores. I alone control it.

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and for good measure like this to plot