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[trydios]

@steelbelief  ♡’d

bruised   &   battered  to  the  bone .  the  tender  skin  never  showing  it’s  hidden  shades  of  purple  scattered   throughout  the  body . she  knew  how  to  take  a  hit .  a  strong  willed  woman  with  a  hunger  for  green .   GREED  HAS  SUNKEN  IT’S  HOOKS  IN  HER .    sly  fox  knew  how  to  get  under  skin   &   twist  it  until  they  suddenly  had  string  attached  to  their  limbs  for  his  amusement .  cunning boy   &   we  wouldn’t  have  him  any  other  way .  brow  raises  seeing  her  enter  the  gym . 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ,   gadiel  can  only  hope  she’s  serious  about  this  job .  a  born  fighter ,  but  does  she  have  control  ?   he  had  the  money , but  only  someone  deserving  would  get  that .     ❝          YOU’RE LATE.       ❞

[inkhosi-a-blog]

“Let me see how you are holding up.”

‣          𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚂𝚃,   @steelbelief   ?   𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃: 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.

nakia. she hasn’t been there when the snap of a finger turns his mother, sister, general... people... into nothing but ashes. it feels like being decapitated, neck snapped to the point where his throat is too twisted that he cannot muster any word, but when she rushes to him upon arrival, he cannot help but feel a trickle of relief knowing that at least another one of his best friends managed to remain alive among the pile of dusts. when she speaks, however, he cannot truly process the grief. what’s left: denial. what’s left: anguish. what’s left: wrath. too bad he cannot point a finger at anyone, at this point. the person responsible for all the deaths is unreachable — and even if he wasn’t, t’challa doubts he could protect his beloved from the stones.

❛ nakia, ❜ he starts after a moment of pause, looking down. looking anywhere but into her eyes, since he cannot face the concern that palpably laces her tone, her expression. he does not wield his own sorrow in front of people too well, but with nakia, she’s been there for a long time. their fleeting relationship also brought them even closer. ❛ too many people... are dead, nakia. ❜ he fights the tears that swell in the corners of his eyes. ❛ and i could not do anything to save them. ❜

[fierceststorm]

❝ follow the setting sun and you’ll find it. ❞

          ❛     thank you for your help, my friend.    ❜ despite the troubles that lay in wait for her there is a sweet smile on her lips. she enjoyed the others company, as well as their assistance. the wind picks up around ororo, whipping her hair about as her attention shifts to the horizon.  ❛    i pray that you will be well until we next meet.     ❜

GOD OF WAR™ ! // open

[cryostored-a-blog]

the day of ur birth?? happy birth !!!! 💓❤️💗

the day of my birth! thank you muchly! 💖

[wightwulf-a]

❛ You should be resting. ❜

                                    concerned sentence starters                                            – @steelbelief

              He guesses she’s right. He has no clue just how much she knows about his condition  ( he hasn’t ever had much of a real conversation with Nakia, although he’s heard so much about her )  but the dark circles underneath his eyes must give it away. Even his gaze is tired and seems unattached – watch while Bucky continually glances away and gives hard blinks, like he’s trying to stay awake. When she spoke, however, his eyes had snapped to her, but, still, the exhaustion was overtaking him.

              It was nearly the middle of the night – most of him assumed everyone else would have been asleep by now. When he woke up after a measly two hours of sleep  ( and bad quality at that )  , he didn’t see the harm in going for a walk. First, it was only through the building  ( he’s only seen bits and pieces but mostly Shuri’s lab )  and eventually decided he needed air. So now he was outside, sitting on a stone step, bare toes curling on the cold rock.

              Bucky considers Nakia’s words for a second. He’s silent. But, soon, dark brows knit together in something akin to pain and his head shakes. Hair falls into his eyes and he brushes it away, tucking them behind his ear with his middle finger. A low, but gentle voice comes forward now with a vaguely desperate quality about it,  “ Wish I could. ”  There’s a glance up at her as his lips curl into a soft, weary smile for a moment before allowing it to fade as his eyes fall once again. 

[skiesfield-blog]

“No need. I can handle this alone.”

 he’s utterly out of his element.  like a damn fish out of water.  but that’s nothing new for him these days and despite his adamant assertion of leaving the clandestine to his team members.  all who were more equipped for tangling covert operations.  i’m a soldier,  not a spy,  fallen on deaf ears.  he’ll repeat that line until he’s blue in the face and it still won’t mean nothing to these folks.  sam finds himself front and center in some new breed of spy shit for the wakandan nation.  he agrees.  despite his own prickling of nerves and uncertainty that’s so hard to shake off,  somehow he does so anyway.  without hesitation.  reminds himself that it’s a rescue mission like so many others he’s thrown himself into during his time overseas.  diving into combative environments with the knowledge that he could die out there forever prevalent in his head.  but doing so because he had to do.  because he wanted to.

 he agrees before he realizes he even opened his mouth to accept.  then again,  he can’t quite say no with the images of that demolished building in lagos playing through his head.  her people.    ‘  i don’t doubt that.  ’  and the nonchalant grin stands as a stark contrasts to his own turmoil.  the ease in his voice gives nothing away.  ‘  but i’m still gunna help. this ain’t a debate, ‘kia.  ’

[trydios]

u already know i love and support gadiel. seriously !! it’s obvious you did research for him, looked for the perf fc and your characterization is amazing !! i love this oc but i love all ur ocs so ? nothin new 💞

HOW AM I DOING WITH MY CHARACTER ?

you are everything .  😘 seriously though thank you i needed this … many people make crime blogs so it’s i guess hard to get noticed or seen as different but eh i’m trying to get this dude to be as different as it goes. gracias. eres un verdadero amigo. glad we became friends and i hope you’re doing great.

[inkhosi-a-blog]

‣          𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁,   @steelbelief   ?

the aftermath of this war is none of what he’s expected, and in the daybreak, people are left to pick up the pieces of their bones, trying to prop themselves up with half-spines that do not resemble a shape of their former glory anymore. how would they, when their beloved ones are now ashes, not even corpses are there to bury in their backyards? there’s naught that could’ve been done to prevent this: a snap of the fingers, and they were all gone. deceased does not even cover half of what these beloveds are — it’s more than simply that. there’s no cure for the malady that’s not even visible. there’s no carcass and no casket. he remembers curling himself, hoping to have the earth swallow him whole when he found out about mama, shuri. after okoye disintegrated before him, he could only grasp, practically claw at steve’s arms upon having himself pulled upward in a force too much for him to handle.

he’s always been good at not crying. always been good at not weeping. the capillaries of this country filled with mourners, bereft. he doesn’t show them the inevitable sorrow that clings to his every sinew. he cannot think anymore as he visits his people, many inquiring the presence of their beloved. ( are they coming back? are they coming back? ) are they— he doesn’t know. he’s lost his family, his general. his lover is as clueless as he is, and as broken. when he hears about the presence of nakia after asking about her everywhere, as she’s always been difficult to locate even when he’s assigned tasks for the refugee missions overseas, he practically makes a run towards her. he’s devoid of formalities at this point, stopping short before her, the distance wedged between them not enough to be impersonal. nakia has always meant a lot for him, and he’s almost discombobulated by the fact that she’s here. she’s here, unlike the rest of those whom he’s come to love.

❛ nakia, ❜ his voice is almost a gasp of disbelief as he watches her, ensuring that she’s not just a figment of his imagination. ❛ you’re here. ❜ he swallows, and looks away. eyes watery from the weight of the loss that he’s been bearing. ❛ everyone... everyone is gone, nakia. my mother. shuri... okoye. ❜ hurt is apparent in his voice. ❛ and i could not do anything to save them. he just... disappeared. like that. there’s nothing that i can do to reverse this. ❜ he swallows, still looking down as he doesn’t know how to face her. shame is evident in his tone, as he feels responsible for all this. a fight lost. it’s all because of him, perhaps.

[panthrpaws]

ilu

technobabble. sonny !! i !! love !! you !! so !! much !!!!!

[trydios]

@steelbelief​

❝          so you a   fighter   huh ?   what you box’n shit ?          ❞     left  brow  raises  in   interest   towards  her . always  looking  for  more  people  to  throw  down ,  for  a  price .  paying  people  ...  to  beat  other  people  up  was  always   entertaining .     𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 .     we  wont  lie ,  the  man  had  many  rings  of  fighters ...  who  got  him  money  by  winning  fights .   illegal   or  not  ?    did  it  really  matter  if  you  made  money .

[trydios]

happy birthday !

thank yooou!!

[trydios]

*  EIGHT  PEOPLE  I’D  LIKE  TO  KNOW  BETTER  . REPOST,    DO  NOT  REBLOG.

NAME  /  ALIAS.  matias BIRTHDAY.  sept. 1. ZODIAC  SIGN. virgo. HEIGHT. 5′1. HOBBIES.  sleeping . FAVORITE  COLORS.   black, red , burgundy , blue . FAVORITE  BOOKS.   uuuuh . LAST  SONG  LISTENED  TO.   all me by drake . LAST  FILM  WATCHED.  papillon . INSPIRATION  FOR  MUSE.  uuh caesar from on my block ,  spooky from on my block ...  uh the movie si nombre ,  uh maybe my cousin ...  just a lil bit . DREAM JOB.   no clue . MEANING  BEHIND  YOUR  URL.   trydios = try god .  idk why exactly ..  i just thought of this guy saying like “try me god” like in a taunting manner and figured eh why not .

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[trydios]

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

nonverbal meme           accepting  /  @steelbelief

he’s  lecturing  her  on  how  it  goes  down  in   underground  fights .  on   &   on he  goes  about  how   dangerous   they  are   &   if  she  was  serious  she  really  had  to  be  willing  to  go  till  you’re  on  your  last  limb .  people  in  these  fights  were  usually  in  debt …  willing  to   risk  it  all   with  a  fight  for  large  amounts  of  cash .  settle  a  score  by  going  one  on  one  with  another  poor  soul   desperate   for  the  chance  of  getting  a  little  extra  …  then  there  were  those   like  gadiel ,  hiring  fighters   &   making  a  profit . he  catches  a  glimpse  of  her  rolling  those  eyes    &    …      ❝    what   was  that            ❞      eyes  narrow  for  a  moment ,  processing   what  she’s  done .     ❝                 did  you  just  …    ❞      𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆    ?          genuinely  shocked ,  as  if  he  were  slapped  in  the  face   (  though  it  did  feel  that  way  )  .   gadiel  simply  bites  his  lower  lip   …   skin  begins to  feel  as  if  it’s  on  fire   by  how  angry  he’s  getting ,  although  he  wont  do  anything .  at  all . instead  he  just  leans  against  his  arm ,  then  turns  his  gaze  away  from  her .     ❝    rude    ,      jus’  completely  immature .  you  can   apologize   anytime  now  …    ❞