tiltheendofthelinepal:

 

Her choice of words may have not been the best. Perhaps heal rather than fix, but to her healing implied you were sick. When something or someone was broken, it usually meant someone or something had caused the damage. 

And that was exactly what had happened to him, and to her. “Maybe I should.” She teased, pressing a soft kiss at the edge of his lips. It wasn’t a smile he had given her, but it was close, and she knew how hard smiling was for him sometimes. 

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She was tempted, again, to tell him they should stop, they should wait and put this off. It was’t a mission, no one was going to die if they didn’t get to where he grew up in time. Why rush? But no, this is what he wanted, what he needed and as mush as she feared it could backfire, she wouldn’t stop him.  Natasha didn’t pull away, instead gathering her thoughts before she spoke again. “You won’t give up.” She repeated, rubbing her nose against his in a simply adorable way before she pulled back. “And neither will I. So come on, we’re burning daylight.”

James didn’t want to focus all too much on what he was, if he was truly honest with himself. They could toss words around to the wind and yet, in his mind, it wouldn’t help him any more. They could think he was broken, or sick, or defective, but, that’s not what he wanted. 

No He wanted to focus on things that would be far more useful to him. He wanted to focus on recovery and redemption, to piece himself back together and to not just be a shell that followed orders. Not any more.

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To James, waiting wasn’t an option that he had on his hands. Waiting meant that he would be stuck in a room with nothing to do, when he could be out finding things for himself. Staying still wasn’t something that he wanted. He wanted to be up and moving for himself, to do things and to try and speed up the process of recovery. There was a faint smile appearing on his face when she rubbed their noses together, thumb brushing gently at the back of her neck. “We’ll do this,” He murmured before nodding, dropping his hands away. “Come on, I’ll drive.”

Natasha couldn’t blame him for obsessing over this; it was his life, after all. But deep down, she knew that some questions would always remain unanswered. In a way, James was almost lucky to have been such a ‘famous’ war hero. Finding out the details of his past was easy, every child learned about the Howling Commandos in school. But memories were an entirely different matter. Showing him the facts didn’t help, maybe going someplace he could feel at home would.

"Yeah, we will." She affirmed, part of her wanting to just stay like this all day, where things were nice and safe. But people like them didn’t get nice, safe days. "You always drive.” She teased, but slid into the passengers seat without further complaint. 

zimniy:

kickasscurls:

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"I’ve been called pretty by stranger men than you before. But…thank you."

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"And I would happily break the neck of each of them, so what’s your point?"

"…You’d break a creepy guy’s neck for calling me pretty?"

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zimniy:

kickasscurls:

"That was a cover for a mission.”

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"God, you’re as gullible as Stark."

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"Or maybe it’s just a really strange way of telling you you’re pretty."

"I’ve been called pretty by stranger men than you before. But…thank you."

steven-grant:

kickasscurls:

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"You should know by now I’m not much for the team activities, Rogers. If they’re staying up all night thinking up jokes, I’m not part of it. "

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"Right, you do that by yourself then??"

"I thought that one up off the top of my head, actually." 

Drafts: 3

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Starters: 0

I got such skills I started the vacuum on fire so I’m gonna say that chores time is over maybe >.>

indestructigirl:

If we RP I hereby give you permission to fix my typos in our threads.

Send “I’m in love with you.” to see how my muse reacts.

zimniy:

kickasscurls:

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"I like the part about me being an international supermodel, though."

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"What, are you telling me that one isn’t true?”

"That was a cover for a mission.”

"God, you’re as gullible as Stark."

zimniy:

kickasscurls:

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"I read that article. It’s only about 33% true."

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"More than I assumed it to be."

"I like the part about me being an international supermodel, though."

tiltheendofthelinepal:

kickasscurls:

Of course he was broken. So was she, so was Steve and Sam and everyone else in the entire planet. It was part of being human. He wasn’t a machine, no matter what HYDRA had tried to make him into. But for some reason, Natasha wanted for him to be more complete than he was now, and the fact she couldn’t make that happen tore her apart a times. “I don’t think there’s an instruction manual or, ” She muttered, her lips twitchy into a sarcastic smirk. “HYDRA slave recovery support group.” God, she made jokes at the worst possible times.

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"I’ve been there." She reminded him, pressing another quick kiss to his check before she pulled away. "It wasn’t…the same for me, but I know what it is to need to survive after escaping something like that, even when sometimes you want nothing more than to just lay down and…” Natasha cut herself off, shaking her head. “I get it, James. I know how much the past can haunt you. And that is why I know you’re a good man, and you will always be a good man now that you’re free.”

It may have been part of being a human, but for years underneath the Red Room’s watch and then to be sold to HYDRA, being broken had always meant that they’d put you back in stasis or the chair. To fix you and make you into a better soldier. It may take him some time to truly grasp that concept, but one day he would finally accept that it’s not all that bad. His lips twitched slightly at her joke, tempted to roll his eyes. “Maybe you should make one.”

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"I know," He said quietly, closing his eyes for a second at her kiss before his free hand reached up to curl around the back of her neck gently, pressing his forehead against hers slowly, giving her time to pull away if she needed to. "All we can do is to survive and move on from what happened…I know. I can’t just give up.." He said quietly, looking at her properly. "I want to be a good man and not go back to that."

Her choice of words may have not been the best. Perhaps heal rather than fix, but to her healing implied you were sick. When something or someone was broken, it usually meant someone or something had caused the damage. 

And that was exactly what had happened to him, and to her. “Maybe I should.” She teased, pressing a soft kiss at the edge of his lips. It wasn’t a smile he had given her, but it was close, and she knew how hard smiling was for him sometimes. 

She was tempted, again, to tell him they should stop, they should wait and put this off. It was’t a mission, no one was going to die if they didn’t get to where he grew up in time. Why rush? But no, this is what he wanted, what he needed and as mush as she feared it could backfire, she wouldn’t stop him.  Natasha didn’t pull away, instead gathering her thoughts before she spoke again. “You won’t give up.” She repeated, rubbing her nose against his in a simply adorable way before she pulled back. “And neither will I. So come on, we’re burning daylight.”

steven-grant:

kickasscurls:

steven-grant

"I’d have thought someone your age would be crankier in the morning."

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"Old man joke, good one. Do you people stay up at night thinking of these?"

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"You should know by now I’m not much for the team activities, Rogers. If they’re staying up all night thinking up jokes, I’m not part of it. "