Rocknrolllady-1991 - Hello, My Name Is Kate

rocknrolllady-1991

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Keanu Reeves As John ConstantineCONSTANTINE (2005) - Dir. Francis Lawrence

Keanu Reeves as John Constantine CONSTANTINE (2005) - dir. Francis Lawrence

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rocknrolllady-1991

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happy birthday till lindemann

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rocknrolllady-1991

2 years ago

Birthday - Natasha Romanoff x Reader

summary: a soft morning with natasha on your birthday

Natasha stirred awake, the dull sunlight peeking through the gaps at the sides of the curtains illuminating the room gently. She looked over to where you lay next to her, admiring the peaceful look on your face as you slept.

She never thought anyone would trust her enough to be so vulnerable in her presence.

The cold autumn air sent a chill down her spine, making her aware of the blankets that had fallen off the bed overnight.

Carefully, she leaned down to pick them up, covering you with them as she pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

This caused you to subconsciously curl up into her side while you slept, her heart throbbing in her chest as she saw you grip her shirt in your hand.

Holding you close to her, she drifted back off to sleep, feeling secure in knowing that you were safe.

She awoke a few hours later, kisses being pressed all over her face, causing her to giggle.

"Good morning, baby," she flipped you over, hovering above your body.

"Hi," you giggled as she started to shake from excitement.

Natasha absolutely loved any excuse to shower you with love and affection, today being the day she was most looking forward to for the last year.

"Happy birthday, angel," she kissed you softly, intertwining her fingers with yours.

The soft side of Natasha was reserved for a select few, you being one of the limited lucky ones who got to experience such a rare thing.

Sometimes you found it hard to believe how anyone could be scared of such a soft, doting person.

Pulling away slightly, the redhead gazed into your eyes with nothing but pure adoration. Her green eyes sparkled in the soft glow of the morning sunlight, causing her to look ethereal.

Together, you walked down to the kitchen, Natasha picking you up and sitting you down on the island, kissing you quickly before getting some flour out of the cupboard.

"Tasha," you cocked your head to the side slightly.

"Yes, my love?" she smiled at you.

You felt bad, but your concerns for the safety of the entire compound overpowered any guilt you may have been feeling, "are you sure you aren't going to burn the whole building down?"

She threw her head back in laughter, "don't worry, dorogoya. Wanda has been teaching me how to make pancakes for the past three weeks."

Only Natasha could take so long to learn how to make something so simple, but you admired her persistent nature. She wanted nothing more than to see you smile, and she knew the way to your heart better than you did.

The low hum from the speakers in the room playing yours and Natasha's playlist filled the comfortable silence as she focused on not letting anything set on fire. Her tongue poked out from between her lips ever so slightly, nothing was more important to her at that very moment than successfully making you breakfast on your birthday.

When she had plated up everything, you followed her to the table and sat across from her, smiling proudly at your girlfriend.

"This is amazing, Tasha," you were in awe of what she had done for you.

Your eyes filled with tears as she took your hands in her own, "you're more amazing, malyshka."

After you ate, you spent the whole day doing all of the things you loved with the girl you knew you would spend forever with.

The whole team got you an abundance of gifts, Wanda even baked a huge cake for you.

Crawling into bed, you lay on top of Natasha, your face immediately going to nuzzle into her chest.

"Detka," she chuckled, "you'll suffocate."

"Let me, it's my birthday," you giggled.

"How am I supposed to function for the rest of my life if you die now," she frowned.

"You know how many people would pay to be killed by your chest?" you kissed her shoulder softly.

"Good thing you're the only one allowed to then, malysh."

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rocknrolllady-1991

2 years ago

Happy Birthday Mads Mikkelsen // November 22, 1965.

Happy Birthday Mads Mikkelsen // November 22, 1965.

I think the meaning of life is life itself. We don’t necessarily want to know what it is, but we want to live it. Hopefully, we’ll go out fast without knowing it.

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rocknrolllady-1991

2 years ago

Happy Halloween! In honor of the day, have Spider-Frost as a witch!!