˚ — “ ƧƬΛЯƬΣЯ ” // ( The Spider Is Always There Even When You Can't See It. ) - Blog Posts
@kobikd liked this for a small thing
“ sometimes we kill parts of ourselves in order to survive. ” a shrug of her shoulder, expression guarded, but unrepentant. all the things her training had prepared her for, and this wasn’t one of them. But still, her posture relaxes as she pushes a coffee towards the other. “ you must be hungry ... I'm afraid I haven't got anything prepared but help yourself to anything you find ”
@strcys liked this for a small thing
“ what makes you think i have any knowledge of his current whereabouts ?? but be my guest. ” brows furrow as she leans back into her seat as green eyes watch the other.
@espercr liked this for a small thing
“ i was wondering when you were going to wake up. ” cautious in name only, green eyes peer at the other from beneath long lashes, head tilting to the side. “ don’t move, you’re going to pull at the stitches. ”
@spidrclone liked this for a small thing
a shrug of her shoulder, expression guarded, but unrepentant. “ if i wanted him dead, he would have been dead. this is sloppy work. ”
@wnterslder liked this for a small thing
a beat of silence; watching him dig his own grave deeper and deeper. she knows the truth. he knows she knows the truth. they’ve played this game before and it never ends well for james.
Sharp inhale as she leans back into her seat “ are you going to tell me the truth or am I going to have to make you ?? ” an eyebrow quirks, decidedly amused look. even then, there is something sharp in the way she smiles.
@redheadarcher liked this for a small thing
the silence stretches on, elastic, grains of sand slipping one by one through the hourglass opening, until a sigh shatters it. “ remind me again why i put up with you ?? ”
@kingspartax liked this for a small thing
THE AIR IS THICK FROM THE HEAT AND FUEL; Eliza moved through the crowded market with purpose, boots barely making a sound on the dust covered street. Her target was close — she could feel the shift in the air.
Then came the unmistakable sound of a familiar voice, loud and irritating, cutting through the noise of the market. Eliza turned, her eyes narrowing as she spotted Quill. Perhaps losing a haggle with a vendor or bothering some poor soul with his star. lord stories the thought caused her to lose sight of her target. Lips pressed into a thin line as she pocketed her weapon once more. Features harden. Exhaling sharply, annoyance creeping into her tone. ❛ Quill. What the hell are you doing here ?? ❜
@untaimed liked this for a small thing
NOSE SCRUNCHES WHEN THE OTHER COMES IN; Eliza couldn't help but get the feeling that Laura was looking for her. Perhaps the events that unfolded some 45 minutes ago and the two unconscious men on the roof of the bar might have something to do with it. Still, Eliza was determined to finish her beer first.
She grips the neck of the bottle she was nursing, peeling it from the sticky surface below ❛ whats with the long face ?? ❜ smile falters some as she turns in her seat to face the other
@fifthimpact liked this for a small thing
CAININES SHARP ENOUGH TO TEAR THROUGH FLESH; now sheathed beneath pink stained lips of a rehearsed smile. ❛ have y'know ... ever considered not bothering me ?? ❜ her tone is curt yet her smile doesn’t falter. Her gaze swerves to take in her surroundings , before settling back onto natasha ❛ i'm retired, so the answer to whatever the reason you came here for the answer is no ❜
@r5dacted liked this for a small thing
A MINUTE QUIRK OF A BROW ; though a smile does break, uneven as her gaze watches Yelena ❛ you want something ?? Just ask for it ❜ Eliza repeated, leaning against the kitchen counter, head cocking to side ❛ you could've just knocked instead of breaking and entering into my place like this ❜
