#scldat

[chernayavidua]

INCOMING SIGNAL FROM ... @scldat                                                                                      SIGNAL DECODED ...  don’t go / meme  ...  TRANSMISSION ACCEPTED !!

                  HE  WOKE  UP  AS  SOON  AS  SHE  MOVED,  she  knows.  she  also  knows  that  the  chances  of  him  having  actually  been  asleep,  even  in  a  semi-conscious  state,  were  slim  to  none.  it  was  something  else  they  had  in  common  but  didn’t  dare  speak  of.  her  mind  is  already  mapping  the  quickest  route  to  take  and  with  the  shadows  of  dawn  as  extra  cover,  she  knows  she'll  go  undetected.  her  body  is  on  autopilot  as  she  reaches  for  her  clothes,  clothes  that  hours  ago  had  been  carelessly  strewn  about.  however  the  almost  whispered  words  sound  as  loud  as  gunfire  in  the  small  flat  and  they  pierce  her  heart  all  the  same.  natasha  feels  the  lumpy  mattress  dip  as  he  shifts  towards  her.  she  imagines  him  reaching  for  her  with  his  right  hand,  hair  a  mess  and  an  almost  pleading  look  upon  his  features.  it  would  be  like  looking  in  a  mirror.  fingers  tighten  around  the  fabric  of  her  trousers  but  the  spy  cannot  bring  herself  to  put  them  on.  the  determination  that  had  flooded  her  moments  ago  was  slowly  seeping  out  of  her  in  the  same  way  blood  blooms  upon  snow:  slowly  and  then  all  at  once.

                  ❛  ya  dolzhen  poyti ,  ❜  she  says,  shoulders  deflating,  fabric  slipping  out  of  nimble  fingers.  natasha  finally  looks  over  her  shoulder  at  him,  a  cascade  of  crimson  partially  obscuring  half  her  face.  a  moment  passes  and  in  the  next,  she  gracefully  turns  and  moves  towards  him  on  all  fours.  even  in  the  dimly  lit  flat  she  can  see  a  glimmer  of  hope  in  his  gaze.  (  he  stirs  a  feeling  inside  her  that  she  had  long  forgotten  about.  a  feeling  she  had  once  known  in  the  midst  of  war  and  death.  a  feeling  that  fills  the  space  within  her  chest  and,  in  moments  like  this,  makes  her  feel  weightless.  )  lips  part  and  the  foreign  syllables  that  tumble  past  are  only  partially  accented  but  are  full  of  an  intimacy  only  they  understand.  ❛  i  wish  we  could  stay  here  forever.  ❜

                  A  CONFESSION  WHISPERED  OUT,  TO  BE  ACKNOWLEDGED.  a  confession  brought  to  life.  but  she  dares  not  get  closer  to  him,  staying  just  out  of  his  gravitational  pull,  staying  just  far  enough  that  his  body  heat  cannot  bring  her  back  in.  cannot  entice  her  to  find  solace  under  the  covers  nor  in  the  space  between  his  ribs.  but  oh,  how  she  longs  to  feel  his  skin  against  her  own  once  more.  she  fights  the  longing  because  this  game  of  hide  and  seek  they  play,  they’re  playing  it  with  the  devil.  natasha  is  a  hopeful  and  loving  woman  despite  everything  but  even  she  knows  that  this  winning  streak  of  theirs  cannot  last  forever.  when  they  lose,  they’ll  lose  everything.

[sevenbulletsavior]

@scldat gets 3 photos of Bucky that Karen has. → 📸 (ACCEPTING!)

[ascnsion]

▋ 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑰𝑮𝑵𝑨𝑳 𝑰𝑵𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑮 .  .  .  .  .    ❛ not trying to brag or anything, but i can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so… ❜     𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈    @scldat​​​​​​​​  .  .  .   ┖ incorrect quotes dialogue prompts ┒

There was a quirk of the brow  — a subtle thing in comparison to emotion riddled words spilling freely from lips, however there was still a definitive weight to the expression. He waited a beat, two, hoping expecting a follow-up chuckle or a dismissal of words, yet the silence between the two men lingered. Tongue moved across the accumulating dryness of lips, and he leaned backwards, planting palms firmly on the damp grass; he reveled in the sensation of being in touch with nature. Any emerging hints of awkwardness dissolved as a smile fueled by bemusement blossomed demurely upon lips.

      ❝  I’d like to think it’s the soldier mentality which got hammered into our heads.  ❞    Still unaware of the truthfulness or lack of behind his friend’s words, Steve felt a degree of genuine concern, but there was a peaceful happiness of spending time with the other man after all which transpired over the years. He did not wish to press solemnity into the matter. Blue hues tore away from the calm surface of the river at their front, moving across James’ face as he continued to speak.

      ❝   I hear there’s things for handling such. . emotions. All these new age things; I’m sure you know far more about it than I do.  ❞    Bucky fit well into the modern world, at least Steve imagined it so, although waking up to an alarm for a regular nine-to-five was something his imagination could not grasp a hold of  —  even if an alarm clock was not actually required. Gaze moved away from the other man’s face, returning to watch the mesmerizing ripples across the river as fingers moved down to thread through the tall grass.

     ❝   What are you doing anyway which would require waking up promptly in the first place, Buck ?  ❞    

[benevolentgodloki]

@scldat​ sent in an ask:  “Where the fuck am I?”

As far as making friends on the timeline went, this was far from the standard method. Kidnapping didn’t exactly engender trust. Loki needed to find someone new, someone associated with the Avengers with whom he might have a little common ground, if only barely. Thor was off-world and seeking him out so early was a wound he feared opening. If his plans failed, he could reach out to the denizens of New Asgard. The less trouble he brought them, however, the better.

Barnes, another man out of time, once Winter Soldier, was a curiosity the god had unearthed on scoping out the current status. Given Loki’s history, he decided forcing an audience was the easier option.

Once he found the man alone, the god stole up silently behind him, opened a door with his TemPad and pushed Bucky through. He slipped through the portal, closing the door behind them, and made himself vanish.

A few seconds later, with Barnes’ question out in the open, Loki reappeared several yards ahead of him, clad in a black suit.

“Somewhere in Greenland,” he replied. “Several miles from civilisation.”

[spydered]

шифрование  входящего  трафика  :    ❝  I  won’t  judge  you.  ❞

there  was  such  a  look  that  passed  across  her  features  as  she  looked  up  from  where  she  had  been  perched  on  the  rooftop.  "you're  already  judging  me."  her  voice  held  something  few  heard.  usually  she  was  stoic  and  pretty  down  to  buisness  in  everything  she  did.  but  there  was  almost  a  teasing  lilt  to  her  words.  "you  really  think  i  can't  make  the  jump."  sure,  he  had  his  metal  arm,  but  between  the  two  of  them  she  had  always  been  the  more  agile  of  the  two  of  them.  "i  would  be  insulted  if  i  actually  took  you  seriously."  standing  up,  she  hopped  back  from  the  ledge  to  stand  next  to  him.  "so  when  i  make  it  and  you  have  to  eat  your  words,  what  then?  what  will  you  give  me,  james?  because  i  demand  reperation  for  the  slander  you've  laid  out  this  day."  it  was  all  dramatic,  but  when  it  was  just  the  two  of  them...  well,  it  was  nice  to  let  loose  just  a  bit.  a  small  smile  curled  her  lips  before  it  turned  into  an  almost  wolfish  grin  that  was  all  teeth.  

natasha  hoped  she  was  right,  she  wasn't  getting  any  younger  after  all.  holding  out  her  hand  to  him,  gloved  fingers  wiggled  just  a  bit.  "we  got  a  bet?"

@scldat

[thunderbringerarchived]

starter for @scldat​​​ cause i was dared to. 

              under  the  gleam  of  moonlight  ,  he  carefully  strides  through  his  chambers  ,  normally  his  boots  would  create  echoing  booms  throughout  the  hollow  halls  .  he  is  quiet  in  his  movements  upon  seeing  the  figure  occupying  his  bed  ,  unmoving  .  farfetched  to  believe  it  is  actually  peaceful  in  a  bed  that  smells  too  much  like  the  thunderer  ?  one  could  only  hope  ,  but  he  finds  an  easy  stride  towards  the  bed  ,    shedding  himself  of  the  day’s  clothes  .  the  mattress  gives  way  and  shifts  as  his  knees  press  into  it  ,  but  james  makes  no  movements  to  signal  a  disturbance  .  once  close  enough  ,  thor  slides  in  the  space  next  to  him  but  close  enough  that  he’s  nearly  laying  on  top  of  the  man  .  one  arm  hooks  over  his  back  and  underneath  an  arm  so  the  thunderer  can  bury  his  nose  into  long  hair  and  neck  .  he  knows  he  is  heavy  but  james  doesn’t  seem  to  mind  so  much  .  

[purplequvr]

“ what are you doing here? it’s the middle of the night. ” @scldat​

“   i think the better question is what are you doing awake when it’s the middle of the night? even super soldiers need their sleep.   ”   the quip back blatantly ignores the fact that clint is toeing off his shoes, and laying down on the couch with his head resting on bucky’s leg. a long sigh pushes out of him as he turns onto his side, his face pressed against bucky’s body as he breathes him in. comfort washes over him, his body finally relaxing before he turns his head enough to look up at the soldier,   “   apartment was too empty. had a feeling you’d be up.   ”   which was given away by the fact that clint had been texting him a mere few moments ago. 

[affcgato-archived]

@scldat​: “  i’m  fine.  i  can  walk  on  my  own.  ” ( for Rumlow because you KNOW they need to meet again after Brock’s HYDRA infiltration)

      ‘ of course you can. ’ stubborn as always, but there’s probably some truth to it. neither of them have survived this long without having to yank themselves up & out of a firefight when they feel like they have nothing left. still, he doesn’t move & just offers his arm as a counterbalance for the other while he gets himself oriented. he’s lost track of how many times the world has gone to hell, & he won’t discount the small shards of comfort a familiar face offers. ‘ you look good. ’ anything looks better than the look he’d been wearing when Brock had first crossed paths with him, but the former STRIKE Commander is reasonably certain that can pass without actually being said. he kicks his feet off the desk & moves to stand, ignoring the way his body protests the movement so he can get a better look at the other. ‘ but I take it this ain’t a social call. what’s going on? ’

[chooserofslain]

@scldat​ : “ i get in trouble a lot. ”  *: ·ﾟ✧ ⚔  𝗠𝗖𝗨 𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗖 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝗤𝗨𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 ! / ACCEPTING !

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗧𝗜𝗟𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗨𝗕𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗 -- the same WRY amusement that spread across slowly quirking lips as eyes narrowed in the direction of the familiar new comer. The Valkyrie crossed her arms and laughed - softly. 

“ You say that like its a ... BAD THING, Sargent Barnes. ”

[viciousgracearc]

@scldat​ sent :  We know it’s never simple ( for Sharon )

PROMPTS & MEMES     /     ALWAYS ACCEPTING

          SHARON’S EYEBROWS QUIRK UPWARDS, looking as though she’s pondering the sentiment, before she inclines her head in passive concession. “Is it just me, or does that sound simultaneously like a fact and an excuse?” She asks the question blithely, casually, despite feeling neither blithe nor casual. This problem they’re trying to solve is a remnant of an old life, and Sharon cannot help but be incensed that she’s being roped into it yet again. There are parts of herself she’s had to abandon on American soil so she can survive in Madripoor, and apparently, saying no to people who need her help, regardless of whether or not they showed up for her in her time of need, is not one of them. “No matter how complicated it gets, it’s not like you’ll run away from it.” If she knows him at all, she knows this about him. And she knows it about herself. “You know there are ways to work around things that aren’t simple. It’s just a matter of creativity.” 

[wdova-archive]

“ nyet. not my problem.“ and russian accent  accentuates the first word, a slight shake of her head.  “no money, no need to stick my neck.” cruel, perhaps, but yelena knows her work. and she won’t help the soldier and the falcon just because they happen to find themselves where she is. “you think the red room would be involved in something like this?” super soldiers. why did it always return to that one piece of information?   @scldat​ 

[shieldworn]

‘ you should be in bed. ’ / @scldat​ : love starters

IT’S LATE. It’s of the hour where he’s not entirely sure whether it would qualify as EARLY MORNING yet or not, but either way? The world’s quiet and he can’t sleep, and he figures either way it doesn’t matter too much. 

There’s a sort of timelessness to this hour —— to the quiet, to the soft light of the stars and moon high up in the sky filtering soft through blinds. There’s some strangeness to these days —— handing off the shield, stepping off the battlefield. There’s a lot’ve people out there who’d say he’d earned his retirement, but he’s found he finds it a hard thing to swallow. It’s still new; maybe he’ll find acceptance in it eventually, but right now? There’s still that itch in his fingers that there’s things out there to do and he’s not out there doing them. 

“ You’re one to talk, ” he angles back, through it’s with the faintest pull of a wry smile, glancing back over his shoulder.  He doesn’t argue it; he knows it well enough.  “ What are you doing up, anyway? ”

[pctrkor]

　　　　 @scldat​ sent: [ JOURNEY ] noticing the receiver has had a particularly rough day, sender invites them to accompany them on a walk or drive to get out of the house.

　　　　A walk through Central Park was rarely — well, never, if she had to be honest — her favourite way of relaxing after the most exhausting day, so she still wasn’t completely sure how exactly she’d let Bucky drag her outside when The Notebook was on tv. But one thing she got to hand to him — the warm hotdog in her hand made stress a lot more bearable than expected. It almost made the fight she’d had with her co-worker a memory of the past, and the fact that it was her father’s death anniversary something she wasn’t thinking about at all while he let Bucky told her about some adventure Sam had recently dragged him into. Leah was confident in saying that what could’ve been a sad night with a lot of tears, sad movies, and ice-cream had actually been saved by the former Winter Soldier next to her. Plus, sometimes it was nice to remember how pretty her city was at night, considering she rarely had the chance to experience it after work. The lights made the park a truly magical place. « I think I need another hot dog. Or maybe a waffle. » Pondering whether she was in the mood for some more salty or rather sweet food, a smirk crossed her features as she took Bucky’s arm. « But first we should go roller skating at the Wollman Rink. »

[withoutawar]

“Are you sure this is legal?” sent by @scldat​ . 

‘ What does it feel like, Buck ? ’

[thunderbringerarchived]

😈

send a 😈 if your character has a crush on mine!

       ❝  do i need to truly confess my feelings because               i thought i made it painfully clear what mine own affections were . ❞

[purplequvr]

“ you thought i never noticed you, but i did. i always saw you. ” @scldat​

the words warm his heart, leaving him in a rare state of speechless. it was one of those moments he couldn’t let his brain ruin. honestly, the idea of anyone holding on to a secret little crush over him was a bit mind boggling. to say he was, is, a mess is putting things a bit lightly if you ask him. most days he’s covering mental and physical pain with annoying questions and a nonsensical attitude. 

other days ... he’s so weighed down by guilt and a low sense of self worth that he can’t be bothered to get out of bed. he was either zero or a hundred and no where in between. made him wonder why so many people put up with him. although he supposed most of those people yelled at him quite a bit as well so perhaps it merely evened itself out. 

blue hues stare at the ground for a moment long, silent before he’s lifting his head and to meet the soldiers gaze.   “   i just don’t understand why.   ”   there’s genuine confusion layering his tone. today was one of those days where he had withdrawn into himself. had tried to get bucky to leave but he was more stubborn than ever.   “   i irritate you more often than not. and evidently, i’m a mess. as if you needed more to deal with on your plate.   ”