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[widowschild]

@lovingpromise continued from here: (x)

Cracked ribs were a bitch and a half, and the fact that Natasha trusted her enough to let her tend to her wounds was mind blowing.

When Natasha apologized, Aleksandra froze and looked up confused.

'you should have had a mother there to watch you grow up.' The sentence confused Alek for a moment.

She was an anomality, not just because of the serum in her veins, not just because she was born of a Black Widow, but because unlike so many others she now knew who her parents were.

She sat back and looked at her mother, thinking for a minute.

"I didn't know if you even remembered me, or if you wanted me... I'm not stupid, not every child is born of love." She reached for her mother's hand and squeezed it softly.

"I wish we could have been together from the start. But you're here now, maybe it's not too late?"

[loyalpromise]

🎲 lee & carley :3

29: a kiss to the back of the hand ...

life  as  it  was  now  was  becoming  more  and  more  normal  for  them  and was  almost  alarming.  carley,  as  much  as  she  missed  the  days  of  being  able  to  sink  into  the  couch  of  her  apartment  and  watch  reruns  of  old  90s  sitcoms  after  a  hard  day  of  work,  found the  memories  were  also  becoming  fuzzier;  replaced  with  old  musty  motel  rooms  and  the  smell  of  mold  and  decay.  it  was  true  what  they  said:  once  you  smelled  a  dead  body,  you’d  never  forget  that  stench  for  the  rest  of  your  life.

she  also  didn’t  think  she’d  forget  all  the  times  lee,  kenny,  and  mark  would  leave  to  go  hunting  and  foraging,  only  to  come  back  with  some  bad  news—be  it  an  injury,  no  food,  or  another  mouth  to  feed.  they’d  hit  the  BINGO  that  day:  lee  cut  his  hand,  they  didn’t  manage  to  bring  back  any  food,  and  a  band  teacher  and  one  of  his  students  became  two  more  mouths  to  feed—or  would  have,  had  katjaa  been  able  to  save  the  man.

it  had  been  a  lot  to  deal  with.  carley  had  gone  to  her  dingy  room  to  decompress,  surprised  to  hear  a  knock  at  the  door  and  even  more  surprised  to  find  lee  standing  there.

“ hey, ”  carley  greeted,  eyes  dropping  down  to  lee’s  hand.  “ i’m  alright;  you  sure  you  don’t  wanna  keep  that  jerky  for  yourself ? ”  it  was  so  like  lee  to  worry  about  the  needs  of  the  others  of  the  motor  inn  before  himself.  carley  didn’t  know  how  he  did  it;  especially  to  the  likes  of  lilly  and  larry.

she  only  ended  up  taking  the  jerky  upon  lee’s  insistence,  before  changing  the  subject  to  ask  about  his  hand.

“ how’d  you  manage  that ?  get  it  while  trying  to  save  those  other  two ? ”

‘something  like  that…’

“ always  so  cryptic  with  you, ”  carley  said,  rolling  her  eyes,  before  reaching  for  his  injured  hand  and  bringing  it  up  to  eye  it,  ignoring  lee’s  hiss  of  protest.  “ but  it  doesn’t  look  too  bad.  you’ll  live. ”

a  thought  crossed  her  mind  then,  and  before  she  could  think  better  of  it,  carley  brought  the  back  of  his  hand  to  her  lips,  pressing  a  featherlight  kiss  to  the  scratchy  bandage  for  a  moment  before  pulling  away.  still,  her  hold  on  his  hand  remained,  and  her  gaze  lifted  once  more  to  meet  lee’s,  holding  it  in  a  lingering  stare  for  a  few  moments  too  long  before  she  suddenly  released  his  hand  and  averted  her  eyes.

she  shoved  down  the  butterflies  fluttering  in  her  stomach,  and  willed  her  cheeks  not  to  flush  as  she  made  a  show  of  clearing  her  throat  and  said  in  a  preemptive  warning,  “ not.  a.  word.  everett. ”

in  one  swift  moment,  she  guided  him  out  of  her  room,  standing  in  the  doorway  as  she  added,  “ it’s  supposed  to  make  it  feel  better.  you  should  be  thankful  i  even  thought  enough  of  you  to  do  so,  y’know.  you’re  welcome. ”

then,  she  moved  back  into  her  room  and  closed  the  door,  prepared  to  spend  the  rest  of  the  day  kicking  herself  for  behaving  like  a  silly  school  girl  with  a  crush.

[aintashes]

@lovingpromise's lee said: ‘ i'll vouch for you, it's fine. ’

     this feels like a recipe for disaster. to be fair to lee, though, being brought to new places and having to meet and scrutinize new people always feels that way to daryl. nowadays things can go wrong with people at the drop of a dime; they're more dangerous than the dead most of the time, emotional and unpredictable in a way that walkers never are.

     it's why he was so hesitant when lee suggested that daryl come along. this isn't his thing— joining in somewhere and feeling like he has to prove himself. like he has to be vouched for the be let in. but he'd followed lee here despite his feelings because he seems like a good man; someone he could maybe even learn to trust in the long run.

     what does daryl have to lose anymore, anyway?

     ‘ you got that kinda pull here? ’     he asks, eyeing lee from his position at his side. daryl studies his expression, looking for signs of doubt or any reason that he should turn around and high-tail it before he becomes trapped in a situation he doesn't want to be in.

     ‘ — you sure about this, man? ’

[fatescattered]

incorrect quotes ft. rose & arai (@lovingpromise)

[protectxthem]

@lovingpromise asked: “I’ve looked better, haven’t I?” - from jarvis to howard!

responses to “you don’t look good” | Accepting

The young playboy nods, a frown crossing his lips. "Yes. Yes, you have Jarvis. It's okay. I have everything under control. You can go back to bed, if you need to. I don't need or want you collasping and hurting yourself in the middle of doing stuff for me or Peggy." He tilts his head a bit. "You've taken care of me when I was sick, so it's my turn."

[inmutant]

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Luna felt as if time was intentionally going slower today. With it being the last day of school before the break of the school holidays. Which Luna was excited for, as she has dearly missed spending time with her family, specifically her papa's side of the family.

Now she was patiently waiting at the boarding school drop off and pick up zone. Luna watches the other mutant children be picked up before finally, she recognises her father's car arriving. When he pulls up the car. The inmutant immediately runs over, and hugs Pietro tightly. "I missed you, so much papa!"

[loyalpromise]

@lovingpromise

Date night!

Glad to know it wasn’t just me who was disappointed that it was a parasite and not a crush :)

[indigodreames]

cami had never done this before. having a little brother she never had someone who's hair she could do or have soft moments like this. not that she didn't love her brother and watching him grow up was one of her favorite things. but there's something sweet and almost sad about this moment. being able to do molly's hair like this.

the faint feeling of her hair in her hands. it almost feels like what she remembered hair feeling like in her fingertips, but far less tangible. like it was a feather-light touch of what it actually felt like. it wasn't like she didn't have friends growing up, but none she was particularly close enough to do things like this.

and her life ripped away from her in her early twenties to really experience any real friendships blossoming as she was too busy with trying to finish her schooling. so she's extremely grateful for molly's friendship as well as her presence in her afterlife. she can't say she's met anyone like her, especially someone who's so willing to befriend someone who's no longer living.

"am i? i'll admit, i've never done this before. braiding someone else's hair i mean. i've done my own before, but no one else's." she admitted a bit sheepishly. she's glad to know she's doing a good job though. she wanted molly's hair to turn out nice and was trying her best.

a smile curled at her lips once she finished and tightening the band on the ends of her braid. "you're welcome. i hope you like it."

@lovingpromise ; cont.

[lastedpromise]

"why the stubbornness?" from crystal to edwin :3

after everything they've been through together, edwin would actually like to give himself credit in how well he's adjusted to having crystal join the agency, even having accepted that her gifts do indeed bring a great deal of benefit in helping them solve cases. she is as insightful as she is powerful, and edwin has even grown rather fond of her presence. most days.

but that doesn't mean he still doesn't occasionally get stuck in his old ways. so, when a case popped up that didn't necessarily require crystal's abilities, edwin had been perfectly satisfied to go about handling it their old-fashioned way. crystal, evidently, would prove to disagree.

he won't dare confess that his jealously hasn't quite diminished, and that he often craves to have charles to himself as he'd grown accustomed to within last thirty-five years before the duo unexpectedly became three. in fact, he'd rather die a second death than ever admitting such a thing.

"it is not a matter of being stubborn, crystal," edwin quips back with a sharp click of his tongue, head titled and brows raised. "this case is straight-forward. simple. familiar. charles and i are perfectly capable of handling it ourselves, just as we always have, long before you came scampering along. that is a factual certainty, if anything at all."

[fablesuntold]

Starter from — Javier Garcia for Mariana Garcia. @lovingpromise

The end of the fucking world.. how had it come to this? Sure the world had been nowhere near perfect before the apocalypse started up and shit hit the fan, but at least the dead hadn’t reanimated and roamed the streets back then. In fact, Javier was certain there were more muertos — a fancy word him, Kate, Mariana and Gabe had agreed they’d call the corpses from now on — in the world than there were people. And to make matters worse? They were on their own. David was out of the picture, presumably deceased, leaving behind two kids without a father— a role unwillingly bestowed upon Javier given he was their uncle. But at least he had Kate by his side, right? Not that she was much better when it came to taking on the role a parental figure. She’d never liked the title step-mother anyway.

Unlike David, Javier had always been the immature one— the one who ran from responsibility to pursue pipe dreams and unrealistic expectations. Hell, the day he’d proven David wrong that he could make it big when landing himself a spot on Baltimore’s most treasured baseball team was the day he’d felt on top of the world— fame, something else that seemed to grate on his older brother’s nerves.. jealously, Javier would tease until David either snapped or stormed off in a huff. But of course.. nothing lasted forever. Gambling addiction the downfall, Javier had lost it all overnight. Fame, his job, and the attention from women that came with it. Branded a disgrace to his family name. A title Javier wore well.

It was a miracle they’d even made it this far with him leading the way. They’d had a few close calls already, but hey, they were all still in one piece. That’s all that mattered. But their luck would run out eventually, wouldn’t it? Who was he kidding, it was already running out. With barely a weeks supply of water or food left to tie them over, Javier had known it was only a matter of time before they’d have to pull over and risk making a stop to scavenge what they could from their surroundings.. and unfortunately, tonight was the night.

Could this place get anymore sketchier? An old gas station surrounded by dark woods that went on for miles. At least the area looked abandoned.. but looks could be deceiving.

Surveying his surroundings, Javier noted Kate in the distance rummaging through old piles of trash bags with Gabe close by— who seemed content in just watching. Which had Javier wondering.. where was Mariana? “..Mari?” Calling out his niece’s name, another quick glance around was taken before Javier entered the gas station in search of her. He didn’t want to get too panicked yet. The girl was a wanderer, after all. And sure enough, there she was behind the counter. Thank god. A breath of relief emitted from him. “I was wondering where you ran off to. You can’t keep doing that.” Leaning his weight against the counter to watch her, an eyebrow quirked in curiosity. “Find anything worth salvaging back there? And no, I’m not talking about more batteries for your Walkman.” Said with a playfully pointed look shot her way.

[redheadarcher]

"i can tell when you're lying" - from nat!

Of course she can tell that Scarlett was lying. She almost always knew when she wasn’t telling the truth, which was extremely annoying  and disconcerting to the younger redhead. Lying to her mother was always one of the most difficult tasks she had to do, no matter how good a liar she was, and no matter how much she practiced.

However, Scarlett decided not to gave in this time. “I know exactly what you’re trying to do.” She pointed out in a nonchalant tone. “You're trying to trick me into admitting something. But no, I'm not lying about anything.” She was, but she hoped she was sounding confident enough and that her body language wouldn't give her away. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other and shrugged. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

A meme that i lost @lovingpromise

[loyalpromise]

@lovingpromise

"Can I, um..." "Kiss me? I thought you'd never ask."

[loyalpromise]

*insert kenny and ducky making dinner for kat's bday bc they love her and she deserves nice things* "now don't you dare lift a damn finger, kat. you stay right there."

          oh,  she  wants  to  say  or  do  something,  she  really  does.  she  wants  to  get  up  and  help  out  in  the  kitchen,  give  a  few  pointers,  and  make  sure  that  they  don’t  burn  her  house  down,  but  she’ll  refrain.

          so,  she  smiles  politely  and  clasps  her  hands  together  as  they  rest  on  the  kitchen  table.  and  she  thinks  to  herself  that  she’ll  eat  whatever  they  prepare  without  complaint,  even  if  it  might  wind  up  undercooked  or  burnt  or  not  properly  seasoned.

          “ yes,  dear.  wouldn’t  dream  of  it. ”  but  don’t  let  that  sweet  face  fool  you;  she’s  plotting.

[fatescattered]

❛  i think there’s a very good chance that i’m falling in love with you.  ❜ to hiccup from alice

@lovingpromise | 27 dresses meme | accepting

when the words fall from alice's lips, hiccup is certain he has misheard her. surely she hadn't said she was falling in love with him. him. entirely unremarkable, always falling short of expectations and disappointing people. alice, on the other hand, effortlessly captivates him with everything she does. being from a different world is the least impressive thing about her.

how could someone as amazing as her fall for him?

" me? " is the only word he can muster at first, still replaying her confession over and over again in his head. " that – " that doesn't make any sense. " how? you're... " hiccup gestures vaguely for her, unsure of how to encompass all that she is in a single word. " incredible. "

it dawns on him a moment too late, that this is no way to react to someone baring their soul to him. with a frustrated sigh, hiccup pushes himself onto his feet, a hand going up to run through his hair. " i'm sorry. " he wishes he was better at this. if only the possibility of alice returning his feelings didn't seem so impossible to him, perhaps hiccup might've actually prepared for it – or, who knows, maybe even make the first move.

" i like you, too. more than you might think. " far more than he can put into words. " i just... i never thought you'd feel the same way. "

[mutantmuses]

" I am not the bad guy here my son, the evil is outside of these walls and I think you know that. " A sigh then left his lips as he looked at his son for a moment. "You and your sister are very important to me, I know I may not show it the best of ways. But I do love the both of you."

---> @lovingpromise <3

[heartsechoed]

alias / name | sofia birthday | august 8th zodiac sign | leo (western), rooster (eastern) height | 5’1” hobbies | obviously writing. also reading, playing video games, watching stuff (shows, movies, let's plays) and i've been debating on getting back into video editing favorite book | Howl’s Moving Castle (same!!) and Six of Crows last song | See Through by The Band Camino last film / show | last movie was Orion and the Dark and last show was Death and Other Details (finished) and A Shop for Killers (currently watching) recent reads | currently reading The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern inspiration | i literally just assimilate every piece of media i consume and try to put my own spin on it story behind url | i actually don't remember why i picked this url, i think i just looked up word combos i liked? for my sideblog (feveredblurs), it's from the song astoria by marianas trench (one of my fave bands!) fun fact about me | stealing from glory bc i am also a menace when it comes to being picky about food

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