Happy Valentine’s dear. <3
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✆ ✘ ☠ ☼
Send ✆ for a morning text
[text to: flyboy] you ate the last doughnut. fess up. Tony’s starting a rampage. how do you even get up that early?
Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent
[text to: flyboy] if you ever do anything that stupid again I will end you
Send ☠ for misguided advice
“Seriously, just go hit him! You’ll feel better. I’ll explain it to him. Just go hit Loki and we’ll /all/ feel better.”
Send ☼ for a congratulatory text
[text to: flyboy] heard about that last op. amazing job. love you.
Days like these lead to…
Nights like this lead to
Love like ours.
You light the spark in my bonfire heart.
People like us—we don’t
Need that much, just some-
One that starts,
Starts the spark in our bonfire hearts
– James Blunt, Bonfire Heart
nestinghawk replied to your post “I know they’re just being deleted but I can’t help sending the asks…”
(There’s nothing from you showing in my inbox. Saying in case you’ve sent me something as well.)
It’s not you, sweetheart. … but I should poke around and find some memes for us.
⊰
Send ⊰ and my character will react to yours puckering up and leaning in to kiss them!
It took her a second to notice what Clint was doing. She supposed she’d gotten used to being around people who had no notion of personal space. She lifted her eyes to meet his, then glanced down at his mouth, and back up. It felt a bit like one of those wire-taut moments in movies, will they-won’t they?
Peach rose and Yellow rose with Red Tip
Yellow with Red Tip -Friendship, Falling in Love
Peach -Sincerity, Gratitude
Unf
➳♥
“Does this mean I get chocolates?”
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“Clint, I would never have guessed. You should make a move.”
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How did this happen? They were never supposed to be on opposite sides. How did it end up like this?
Summer gritted her teeth, swallowing hard. “I won’t let SHIELD run my life, Clint,” she said. Low, but she knew he could hear her.
He could always hear her.
“I have to be free to make my own choices.” She knew what his orders were. They were written on the tip of the arrow he held pointed at her heart, in his eyes fixed on her face, in the utter stillness of his face.
“I have to be free.”
She didn’t stay to watch her fire consume him. The sky swallowed her up, wingless and shadowed.