#xchenkov

[dustxrgcld]

And doing a wonderful job at it 💔💔💔

I haven’t been back for a full month and I’m already finding ways to crush @dustxrgcld heart ❤️

[chaxswalking]

xchenkov

A small smile tugged her lips as she looked down at her ringed fingers. She wasn’t surprised by how often she was asked whether or not she was Russian by her accent . . . with her country’s proximity to the nation, some people considered themselves to be anyway, && Sokovia was so small it couldn’t be found on a map . . . much like Luxembourg. ❝ No, I am not Russian. Sokovian, actually. ❞

[apathtoredemption-blog]

he is a mosaic of battered bones and fiery demons.

she is a puzzle of painted lies and whispered nightmares.

their seams are poorly sewn. patchwork catastrophes. barely holding and ugly to bear.

their scars mark skin. their sins dye souls.

they are pollution. poison. razor blades and agony. tequila miasma and lust.

but they were made to swallow the pain. they were made to patch wounds.

they are a disaster. a beautiful disaster.

xchenkov

[wscldier]

my url for the thingy?

[ ♛ ] send me a url and i'll tell you the following;

my opinion on;

character in general: i watched salt when it came out and was very impressed with the movie given that we’re not given a lot of female spies who are not sexualized. so i was very pleased with that. i liked salt, i liked her story, i liked the idea of the russian spy program. (i mean it’s closest to red room i’ve ever seen) so i get sorta excited whenever i see a salt rper knocking around.how they play them:  spectacularly. she brings the human element to salt that has somewhat been lost in the trappings of the spy genre. the mun: zara is a lovely wonderful mun. she’s absolutely dedicated to her characters and she’s so fricking sweet as well.

do i;

follow them: of courserp with them: of coursewant to rp with them: all the time.ship their character with mine: no. i like the family element.

what is my;

overall opinion: zara is amazing and so is eve. love them and her.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

[sardonicbeauty]

♙ - date night♚ - casual / everyday♛ - formal outfit

                                      Outfit Headcanons

♙ - date night 

most likely something chanel; some form of a decorative typepencil skirt with a matching sweater to emphasize the dominant color. six inchstiletto pumps and a purse to match; shoes and purse always match. noexceptions. hair done simply, usually straightened. 

♚ - casual / everyday 

depending on her mood primarily, though usually seen inpastels when not in fangtasia attire. baby blues, lavender and pink. somethingtight but decorative with cute belts around the waist or at least some form ofshine albeit jewelry or accessory. 

♛ - formal outfit 

she prefers alexander mcqueen whenwanting to be extravagant; for formal events especially she enjoys to stand outamongst the crowd in something lavish. in all honesty it depends on the formalevent. she also likes to shine; sequins when done correctly or sparklesdepending on the style and placement of the dress. 

[apathtoredemption-blog]

IM HERE BOOM BOOM

meme || xchenkov

He’s died before. He remembers the cold, the blackness, the mind-numbing terror that gripped him. He remembers the realization that his end was nigh, and that he would leave this world alone. He remembers the consuming despair, the anger, the grief. He remembers the pride, that his sacrifice might have made a difference, the acceptance that he would be forgotten with time, the grim solemnity as his eyes closed for what he had assumed would be eternity.

But he also remembers the value of his death being robbed when the Soviets denied him his mortality. This was nothing like that.

This was dying on his own terms, and no one, no one, not even the EMTs Evelyn was frantically shouting for, could take that from him.

The bullet had passed right through him. He’d taken it for her, had shoved her to the ground right before the sniper squeezed the trigger. He is a creature of sacrifice, always willing to give up his own life, if it means someone he loves might live to fight another battle.

It’s funny how history has a tendency to repeat itself.

For now, he coughs a spray of crimson, and it stains her sleeve as she gathers him into her lap, the heel of her palm pressed firmly to the gushing wound. It’s futile, he tries to tell her that, but she doesn’t listen, she damns him to the ninth circle of Hell and tries to convince him she wasn’t worth it.

A gore smeared hand rises to brush hair away from her eyes, he knows she hates such soft sentimentality, but he’ll be dead soon, so he risks it, “Shut up.” His voice comes out weaker, and shakier, than he intended, and he clears a globule of blood from his throat, trying not to asphyxiate, “I love you, okay. I waited too long to say so….but fuck it. I’m dead anyways.”

He doesn’t laugh, but he offers a horribly self-satisfied smirk, and his eyes flutter shut as he sputters to draw in a breath. Bucky doesn’t fight the tug, he eases into the blackness. Fuck it.

[thephoenixrachelsummers]

"What are you doing here? You should be in bed."

Rachel had been in bed all morning, once the novelty of staying out of classes had worn off she had gotten bored easily. Not like she wanted to exercise or anything but she had wanted to move. "I just wanted to get some juice." She said showing Evelyn the carton of orange juice.

[thetigressofzod]

-My Apologies

//Please do forgive my laziness over the past few days. I’ve had a few depression flare ups and I’m just focusing on relaxing. I will try to have some replies for everyone today either before or after I get back from work. Faora is being a moody muse and she’s as bad as I am lately.

[dustxrgcld]

us!

send me a ship!

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