𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚.

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[*‍ ‍ 𝕭𝐔𝐑𝐍 ‍ ᵗʰᵉ ‍‍ 𝑤𝑖𝑡͟𝑐͟𝘩 ‍ .ᐟ @burntodust]

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࿐ྂ 𝗂 𝖑𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖘𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝗈𝖿 𝖌𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞
𝗂 𝖑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖒𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝗍𝗈 𝖙𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖍𝐞𝐚𝐭
𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝖆𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖕𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖋𝐢𝐫𝐞 .
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[* MASKED MADMAN .ᐟ @LIARlSMS]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀“ 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖺. “

┈┈ ♱ ┈┈
⠀ ⠀ ⠀steve rogers.
the first avenger, veteran, hero. shield agent, star spangled, nomad.

❖ ━─┈ thane of beowulf.

[* FORTUNATE SON .ᐟ @NOMADlSMS]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀“ 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋. “

┈┈ ♱ ┈┈
⠀ ⠀ billy butcher.
leader of the boys, unhinged, killer. the guy, the one in charge, the supe killer.

❖ ━─┈ thane of beowulf.

[𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 @blonderifle]

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[* FERAL MONGREL .ᐟ‍ @OFWOLVERINEISM]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ “ 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖾. “

┈┈ ♱ ┈┈
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ eric howlett.
the wolverine, x-men member, legacy. the hero, the leader, weapon x-28.

❖ ━─┈ thane of beowulf.

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

Nate paused in the frame, the door in one hand. He let Sammy politely wave back, before shouldering past him and shoving the door closed. The last thing he wants is for Roxie to hear a single word that comes out of that kid’s mouth.

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

As she was waiting for him to head off, a few more steps were taken back before seeing the front door open and a younger boy be at the door. A few blinks were given, but she raised her hand to give a faint wave to suggest a mere hello to her other neighbour. Don't want +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— course, Sammy was waiting on the other side.

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

“Right,” he breathed through a humorless laugh.

Nathan shrugged, brushing her comment off as best he could. It wasn’t a lie, really. He did work in delivery. Just. Not food.

“Yeah, see you around,” he mumbled, stepping away and turning around to open the door. Of —

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

That's - totally the confidence needed.

She grinned, shaking her head side to side. ''And hey, least you're in one peace, no?'' She edged a brow up before blinking. Oh, like Uber Eats and stuff? ''Damn, must get a lot of annoying customers. Well then, I'll see you +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— influenced his decision making.

“Uh—“ Blinking. Rapid blinking. “Delivery,” he quickly answered, his mouth quirking with a smile.

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

He’s got it under control. That’s a lie. He absolutely does not have anything under control.

Following her movements, he stood up to his feet, looming over her on the top step. “Fair enough,” he agreed, giving a lazy shrug. So jumping was technically his idea? Okay but she —

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

He should be careful with that, before they end up coming over to check if he's okay. Or send mail to the house to say he's been absent too much and will be kicked out.

''Hey, hey - I didn't choose the jumping, you did. You didn't want to go back through so I kind +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— coat pocket. “I didn’t mind the roof. It was the jumping,” he corrected her with a small huff.

There’s a small nod; hands back to their incessant fidgeting in his lap. “I should probably get ready for work,” he exhaled, tipping his head to one side to finally look at her.

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

Uhhh yeah, definitely the second one. He hadn’t even told Joyce the truth. To be honest, he hadn’t been telling her a lot of things. That felt bad. He owed her more than dishonesty.

Nate finished setting himself a few reminders and locked his phone before slipping it into his —

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

Jesus. So did he drop out, or was the school just sending him a ton of messages asking where the fuck he was?

''Knew it.'' She teased playfully, before nodding her head just slightly. ''You just don't want me taking you to another roof, huh?'' She said jokingly. Can't +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— yeah,” he huffed, flashing her a faint smile, “𝑺𝒐 many dates.” Please, she doesn’t even want to know how long it’s been since he’s last dated. It’s sad.

“I don’t mind taking over,” he responded, typing something in his phone, presumably a reminder

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

Hey, he told her before that he’s too busy to even attend school. He wasn’t joking. But really, keeping track of things on his phone prevented him from making another mistake and in his line of work, on the wrong day, a mistake could end with a shattered knee or two.

“Oh —

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

He didn't look upset, just - very uncomfortable. Roxie leaned back, elbows now resting just behind her as a soft laugh drew out from her mouth. ''Why thank you,'' she said before looking over. He was looking at his calendar? Damn, he must be really busy. ''Trying to see +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— Clearing his throat, Nate took out his phone and opened his calendar. “This weekend, maybe?” he asked, glancing over at her.

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

Physical affection was fine. Great, really. Did he look upset? Definitely not upset. Just— mildly embarrassed. She shouldn’t read too much into how he reacts. It’ll rarely mean what she thinks.

“I— admire your confidence,” he scoffed, relieved for the hasty change of subject. —

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

God, had she gone too far? It looked like he was dying inside by just thinking about it. Maybe he really disliked physical affection. Hell, he could be one of those people who only do emotional interest but the idea of anything else just, doesn't interest them. +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— retorted, giving his eyes a very brief flick in her direction.

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

Nathan shrugged, his thumb running over the purple welts on his knuckles. To be honest, he was afraid to look through her old things. He wasn’t ready for that yet. All of that— her death, him leaving for NYC, it still felt fresh. Suspended in time.

He inhaled again and held —

[* UNDER CONSTRUCTION . @simplytroubIe]

He's not looked? ''Then, how do you know something isn't there when it's not been checked yet?'' She commented. Roxie had noticed it, but since he face-planted the jump the other day, she sort of guessed it was from that.

Rolling her eyes in response, she only decided +

[𝘿𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚. @flashmckenna]

— his breath, refusing to look in her direction. Why? Because for some reason, he was convinced she’d know he was thinking about it now. Very vividly. Releasing his breath, he tried to laugh but it only sounded strangled. “That’s a pretty big assumption,” he finally —