the multiple failed assassination attempts made against me have helped build both character and self esteem
I know I’m asking a lot. But the price of freedom is high. It always has been. And it’s a price I’m willing to pay. And if I’m the only one, then so be it. But I’m willing to bet I’m not.
there`s something melancholic flickering on the blue fire of his eyes ( nostalgic, longing embers ), despite the barest hint of a smile her words have sewn into his lips. her own yearning has stripped away a silent barricade and revealed a common standing ground — one common desire: to return to what they had, before heroics consumed their private lives and no longer could they spare time for banter such as this.
steve sighs, ❛ i know, ❜ as he brushes his knuckles against hers, in a minute yet affectionate gesture. his smile falters, only for a moment, before relighting its dying flame with a tug at the corners of his mouth. ❛ i promise we`ll talk like this again soon. okay? ❜
OF MONSTERS AND MEN / ACCEPTING.
