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LOL but seriously release the hounds

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Another day of being a sweetiepie. Just clocked in

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what if you were GAY and your girlfriend was the personification of DEATH and then your SON died and she had to reap his SOUL or whatever because it was her JOB and then you never forgave her but she still LOVED you and then you projected your GRIEF onto a random teenager while battling through DEATH trials with PATTI LUPONE

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Could you write protective!nat x r? I’m a sucker for r getting hurt on a mission, but I know you’ve already done that. Maybe r is in training w natasha as her trainer, and they go on what’s supposed to be an easy first mission for r but it turns out their intel is completely wrong. Even though r is in over her head, she saves nat’s life and gets hurt. Lots of guilty and protective nat and the confessing of feelings

with a safety pin

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“It was wrong – the….they… wrong, we’re outnumbered–”

The words come out jumbled, crackling in your earpiece as Wanda yells into her own from her position. You scan the field in front of you, but you can’t see her.

She's right though. You’re definitely outnumbered.

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I’m real? I’m gotdamn alive?

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Me watching anything

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Florence Pugh as Yelena Belova  Black WIdow dir Cate Shortland

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my blog will remain free you all just have to tell me ur in love with me everyday

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Do you acpect angst requests that don’t have a happy ending? (Just wondering) hope you have a good night or day

ngl this is probably the one thing I won’t write! I’m too much of a baby to read other peoples fics with unhappy endings let alone write my own lmao sorry bby!

Hope have a good day too 💛

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fingers crossed, knees weak

summary: Natasha doesn’t seem to like you very much after you join the avengers. That changes after you have a particularly bad day.  word count: 1K 

You’d known long before you’d even met Natasha that she was beautiful; seeing all the news footage and photos in the newspapers of her and the avengers before you’d even joined the team.

One thing you don’t expect about her though, is for her to also secretly be a little bit of a softie.

Now this is something you don’t find out immediately.

In fact, when you meet for the first time after joining the avengers, she’s pretty closed off, giving you a tight-lipped smile before she makes an excuse to leave the room and you barely see her for your first few weeks on the team.

It’s a little bit of a kick to the gut but you get it. She didn’t trust you yet.

You’re not going to lie though, you’d kind of, absolutely, been the most excited about working with Natasha when you’d joined the avengers – what wasn’t badass about being the only woman on a team full of superheroes for so long? – so while you get her behaviour, it still stings a little that she clearly has no interest in even giving you a chance.

Because of this, you don’t really start to get to know her until about two months into your new job.

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You’re having a bad day today.

A really bad day.

The thing they don’t tell you when you sign the contract to become an avenger is that sometimes you need to make really hard decisions. And that sometimes people are going to die because of those decisions.

Maybe it’s common sense and you should have been expecting this to happen at some point but it still doesn’t make you feel better when three civilians die because of your actions, even if it was the right call.

As soon as you get back from the mission and you’re off the jet, you book it away from the rest of the team, not wanting them to think you’re the kind of person who falls apart every-time something doesn’t go to plan.

You don’t want to look weak.

And you especially don’t want Natasha to see you as that. You feel like you’re already on thin ice with her as it is.

“Everything okay?” you hear Natasha’s voice behind you before you can get more than a meter away and have to resist the urge to groan.

Of course.

Of course this would be the one time she actually wants to talk to you. Forcing a weak smile as you turn around, you also frantically wipe your eyes even though you know the second she looks at your face, she’ll be able to tell you’re trying not to cry.

“Yeah,” you answer, unconvincingly. Something that is only reinforced by the way Natasha raises her eyebrow at you. “Just..yeah. I’m fine.. Thanks.”

She’s silent for a minute, watching you with an unreadable look on her face. You’re just starting to shift around, a little uncomfortable under her gaze, when she pulls her keys out of her pocket and tilts her head, indicating you should follow her as she turns around.

“You like frozen yoghurt?”

You frown, a little puzzled, as you follow her. “Sure?”

“Great.”

Twenty minutes later, to your amazement, you’re sitting at a table across from one another in a pastel-pink yoghurt shop on the other side of town and licking frozen yoghurt off plastic spoons.

It’s almost an awkward silence between the both of you for a while, enough that the things you’d been trying not to think about creep up on you and start to run through your mind again like a trainwreck you just can’t look away from.

Abruptly, Natasha clears her throat. “It’ll get easier,” she offers, somehow knowing where your mind had wandered. You look at her, probably too hopefully.

“Will it?”

She huffs a little, looking back down at her yoghurt as she admits: “Well… No. I was trying to make you feel better.”

You let out quiet laugh at how bluntly honest she is. “Well thanks. For trying I guess.”

You both share a little smile, less awkward than before, before falling silent again, eating your frozen yoghurt.

Because of the late hour, the shop is mostly deserted but every now and then a few customers come in, not seeming to recognise either of you tucked away into the corner.

Well, not until a little girl enters with her parents. When her eyes land on Natasha, a squeal immediately breaks free from her lips and she approaches your table, wide eyed as she stares up at Natasha with clear hero worship in her gaze.

“You’re my favorite avenger,” she says, a little shyly but gaining momentum at the way Natasha smiles at her words, leaning in to hear her better. “You’re so much cooler than the rest of them.”

“You’re right,” Natasha nods sagely, tilting her chin in your direction. “I definitely am cooler than them. Especially this one.”

You let out a pretend grumble of protest but know the giant smile on your face must betray you.

In all of that, you don’t fail to notice the way Natasha’s looking at the little girl as she talks to her. Her face open and soft in a way you’ve never seen it before.

It’s kind of …adorable.

After the little girl has been collected by her harried parents, who shoot you both looks of apology as they usher her away, Natasha looks up and catches you staring at her before you can look away.

She frowns at you. You know you must have a goofy look on your face but you can’t help it.

“What?”

“Nothing,” you say, grinning. First, she’d bought you frozen yoghurt just because you’d had a bad day, then she’d patiently entertained a little girl as she’d rambled on for over ten minutes about how much she wanted to be her when she grew up. She was full of surprises. “You’re just a little bit of a softie… you know that, Romanoff?”

She grins back before her face turns a little more serious, pointing her spoon at you. “Better not tell anyone that, newbie,” she says, threateningly. “I have a reputation to uphold.”

You hide your laugh into your next spoonful of frozen yoghurt. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

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tits… tiddies……… boobs even. & breasts.

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not all cringe was created equal. some cringe is cringier than other cringe or whatever animal farm said

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BLACK WIDOW (2021) dir. Cate Shortland

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oof yeah I really didn’t think that bit though did I…I’d like to think that Nat and Yelena exchange gifts after this fic is set though!

never sink again

summary: Natasha’s never been given a gift before. No ones ever thought to give her one. Until you.

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warnings: bw spoilers

Realistically, in her mind Natasha knows they’re not real. She knows. It doesn’t stop her from picking up one of the presents though and bringing it to her ear, shaking it just in case.

It’s empty.

Even though she’d known it would be, her heart still sinks at the confirmation. 

“Oh my god,” Yelena yells as she flies into the room, skidding to a stop right in front of the tree and picking up one of the other empty boxes. “Presents!”

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Can i just say I love the way you write especially for Natasha! I've been reading your fics non stop 🥺💕i also wanted to ask since you're the master of soft!Natasha, do you have any fics like that you'd recommend? Thank you!

thank you so much bby! 💛 I will be honest, I haven’t been reading a lot lately bc I haven’t had the time/may have a slight problem with comparing my own stuff to others BUT with that said I do have a couple I can recommend off the top of my head!!! There are definitely tons more out there though!

sweet company by @vancityfire13 (i’m pretty sure this is part of a series? would defs recommend you read all of them! pregnant!nat is the cutest/softest thing ever and i’m in love w everything about this)

take my breath away by @aphrodite-made-me-write-it (sick!fic where Nat gets sick and R nurses her back to health, so adorable!)

untitled by @wandavicky (i literally just discovered this gem and im so glad i did!)

there is also another one i couldn’t find but was basically just about nat and her love language being physical touch. super sad i couldn’t find it bc it was so good! (ik it’s not a lot to go off but if anyone knows which one i’m talking about lemme know so I can add it!)

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R squeezing Natasha’s cheeks and saying how cute she is in front of the avengers, they’re all shocked and scared for R but Natasha just blushes and let’s R continue cause Nat is whipped 😩

Note: Whipped badass gf 😩😩😩

“Be hold! Your favorite Avenger is home!” You announce your presence the moment you set foot to the living room; you’ve just got back from a week-long mission.

“I am my favorite Avenger.” Tony says without looking up from his phone.

Steve gives Tony a look, shrugging, “I don’t play favorite.”

Bucky gets up and pats you on your shoulder, sighs before opening his mouth, “Yeah…not mine either.”

You roll your eyes and ready to go find Natasha, but then she walks into the living room, “Why are you guys being so loud-”

“Natasha!” You raise your hands up high, “Your favorite Avenger is home!”

Natasha welcomes you with a tight hug and mumbles in your ears, “Welcome home, my favorite Avenger.”

Pulling away, you cup Natasha’s cheeks and pinch and squeeze them lightly, making her face turning into funny shapes, “Aw, I missed you! You little cutie!”

You’re too deep in your “I love Natasha”space to notice everyone in the room either gasps or turns quiet while staring at you and Natasha. Tony Stark, the atheist, whispers you a prayer under his breath.

Then something surprising to them happens.

“I missed you too.” Natasha says scrunching her nose and leads your hands to hold her waist, “You want to shower first? I will make you some tea.”

“Shower then cuddles?” You ask and pull her closer.

“Shower then cuddles.” Natasha pecks your lips, smiling, “Go.”

You happily accept and walk out of the living room with a little hop.

Just like that, Natasha’s lips turns back to the straight line and glares at the mouth dropping audience, “Keep staring and I’ll scoop your eyeballs out and feed it to you.”