❛ Mack is an honest to god good man. Not a super soldier, not a trained assassin, not a special agent, not a mutant, not an enhanced. He’s just a guy trying to do what’s right, who puts himself on the line to try and make the world a safer place for his family and who isn’t afraid to stand up even to his own superiors. ❜ ————— Nat

’ do not go gentle into that good night ’ your grandmother had preferred poetry to storybooks when she tucked you in at night
–what is the use of happy ever after when you already know it’s a LIE? ‘ rage, rage against the dying of the light ’ she had declared, sat at the bottom of your bed with the promise to stay until you weresafefrom the m o n s t e r s. you care little for poetry && the thousand different ways to say you’re sad or lonely when no words are needed at all ;; you neverchange your mindbut you never forget the short lines. you use the anger that seems to have settled in your bones && you RAGE–you rage until you die && you never gogentleinto the good night.
i loved you so much andi couldn’t save you. do you know what that’s like, when your hands aren’t
stable enoughto hold something so IMPORTANT. to watch your own reflection drop everything precious in this world into the fire. do you know what it’s like to BURNalongside, whispering,please, i tried, i swear to god that i triedindie daisy johnson of agents of shield penned by lily
the black widow is a LEGEND. some folks think you kill a legend you’ll become one too. but that’s
not how it works. legends aren’t made so cheap. and legends always DIE HARD.

B R A V E
canon divergent clara oswald
written by kit-kat
est. 2013 // rebooted august 12, 2016
You’d think it would
BURN.
All that poison dripping into your veins.
But instead I always feel like I’m freezing to death.
You wanna save my soul?
Girl I’m telling you, I sold mine.

she s t r u g g l e d to find HERSELF in the
bloodysea that was her life ; she was L O S T in a world that did not want her to SURVIVE. she had to claw her way out from the HELL that was created for her. AND from the A S H E S that was her CHILDHOOD rose a broken DISASTER. she stole back the blood that was STOLEN first and left NEW BLOOD in it’s wake. she woke EACH DAY with tear tracks down here cheeks and retired EVERY NIGHT with blood stained hands ; for she would NEVER truly REST without getting her vengeance for what was done to her to CREATE who she was :HAWKEYE
( ind. selective. written by bubbles )