Learned love from Sacrifice

Your hands can heal, your hands can bruise.



+ one found the nest || wipemyledgerclean

shieldshawk:

wipemyledgerclean:

shieldshawk:

"Then we make new ones. We can do this, Tasha. Do ya know where Cap is? Or Fury? Because I don’t for a second buy that he’s dead. That guy is harder to kill then a roach." He sighed, looking up for a moment, a hand on her shoulder. "Tash, We’re gonna get through this. Somehow, we’re gonna come out the other side." 

"Easier said than done right now, Clint." She was the last person to call something a lost cause … things were never hopeless. But she’d never dug herself into a hole such as this before. When she had defected, she had burned her bridges in Russia, but SHIELD had been there. And now they weren’t. She hadn’t considered that possibility. She hadn’t taken it into account.

Natasha sighed, slowly shucking off his hand, “I was there, Clint. Steve, Maria and I - we stood there and watched them call it. I stood over his body.”

"He’s…He’s really gone then…So…It’s. Oh." he bowed his head for a moment, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "That just makes me wanna kill them even more now." He growled out, hands clenched into fists.

Stopping short, He frowned, glaring down at the ground, shoulders trembeling. “Tash. Tasha. I’m going back. We’re avengers, right? Well I can’t think of anyone better to avenge then Nick fucking Fury.” 

It wasn’t that she didn’t care … of course she did. Nick had meant more to her than she liked to admit. But what Clint was saying - it was foolhardy. It would get him killed … the whole of SHIELD was on alert to arrest her and Steve. James - The Winter Soldier had killed Nick. She needed to figure out how and why he was State side.

Natasha pursed her lips, capping the couch over to retrieve the guns and clips she had taped to its underside, “I won’t stop you from going back, but I won’t go with you, Clint. I won’t stand and watch another friend flatline … you act on what you’re feeling now and you’re going to end up in the morgue next to him.”

But they had fought off Loki’s army … dealt with countless dead-end situations in the past - she knew that. She knew exactly what he was thinking - but this was different. Natasha grabbed a gear-bag, setting it on the floor as she dropped the guns into it, grabbing some files from the shelf as she spoke, “This isn’t some new enemy or alien army, Clint … it’s SHIELD. The people we have trusted with the last god only knows how many years - they know everything about us. Our habits, our history, our weaknesses, our old injuries, our safehouses … they know us.”

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brynnasaurus:

so I was wearing a Captain America shirt on my run today and TWO separate people shouted ‘ON YOUR LEFT’ at me

sometimes the world is a wonderful and magical place


shippingreactions:

WHEN CHARACTERS WON’T ADMIT THEIR FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER EVEN THOUGH IT’S SO OBVIOUSimage


cuervonegro:

"So… is there a story behind that necklace?"
"…Let’s just say you’re not the first person I owe."

cuervonegro:

"So… is there a story behind that necklace?"

"…Let’s just say you’re not the first person I owe."


idontseehowthatsapartystark:

stuck-in-godtier:

fuck-benedict-cumberbatch:

oeve-at-221b:

my-stereo-heart-beats-for-you:

albus—tumbledore:

32, 613 people understand this. Please explain


What?

nobody say a word

GOD DAMMIT

It spells ‘Fuck No’

idontseehowthatsapartystark:

stuck-in-godtier:

fuck-benedict-cumberbatch:

oeve-at-221b:

my-stereo-heart-beats-for-you:

albus—tumbledore:

32, 613 people understand this. Please explain

What?

nobody say a word

GOD DAMMIT

It spells ‘Fuck No’


You can actually see the wires of his brain start to snap and twist and break. That intensity in his eyes as he starts to remember his own death and how they slowly turned him into something other than human. He looks like the wounded animal who has been pushed into a corner and is now getting ready to bite the hand that strikes him.  


militemxnonxignavus:

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{you’ll} ever learn

                                             Is just to love and                be[ loved ]

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                                                                           return