Natalia Romanova

"--I don't see how that's a party." Indie Black Widow, Natalia Romanova roleplay blog. MCU Main Verse Mixed with some 616 Notes: After AoU unless otherwise specified.. M!As: None. Currently accepting. FC: Scarlett Johansson Both Muse and Mun are 20+. NSFW Likely. Multiship Blog. All ships are welcome.

[russianmadewidow]

Merry Christmas! 

[russianmadewidow]

Hey!

I’m still around. I’m just, all over, apparently. Life has dragged me in so many different directions.

I’m still here if anyone is still interested in writing together! It might take me a minute but I miss everyone of you and I can’t wait to get back in the swing of things. <3 

[russianmadewidow]

Hey there! This is very random, so apologies, but I'm a roleplayer who's been on tumblr since around 2011. And I was recently looking through old screencaps, graphics, replies, and other stuff I had saved from way back then. I saw your username (well, your old username) come up, and some of the really nice things you told me back then. We're not really compatible anymore, because our roleplaying styles have changed dramatically, but I just wanted to say thank-you for being one of my partners. And I hope you have a great day.

This is incredibly sweet. I really haven't been on here, very much hit and miss as of lately. Something told me to log on and I'm glad I did. I'm glad you found those screen caps! I'm not sure what they said, but I hope they are nice things that you can still use day to day should you find yourself down and need a pick me up. I'm not sure who this is, but I'm glad we got to write together for the time that we did. I'd love to reconnect, even if it's just OOC.

I hope you have a wonderful day! The world is what you make it, so please live loudly and continue to love fiercely.

[russianmadewidow]

@crowncdlegends cont xx 

Natasha’s fingertips gripped the bedding tightly as she tugged it over her head. She, too, did not want to leave the comfort of his warmth, but the sun was only going to become brighter and the blanket could black out so much. With a grown she tossed the blanket away from her face as she peeled herself away from the comfort of their bed to shut the curtains. “You’re a monster,” She teased lowly. “Isn’t this a man’s job?”

[outcftheashes-deactivated202209]

@russianmadewidow​ asked: “ i could have lost you today! do you know what that would have done to me? ”

Bucky flinches inwardly, even though he knows she’s right. He was reckless today, and he would have reacted the same way if it had been her. “I know. I’m sorry. I know..” LOsing one another is too devastating to think about.

[russianmadewidow]

The Russian’s gaze locked onto his sternly. Bucky withered under her eye and Natasha could feel his genuine apology. “You’re a super solider, not immortal,” Natasha sighed as she unfolded her arms arm her chest. “All I’m asking is that you’re a little more careful. One of these days I’d like to settle down with you instead of just the thought of you.” Natasha took a breath as she cupped his cheek in the palm of her hand. “I’m sorry. Today was just---a lot. I’m just afraid to lose you again.”

[russianmadewidow]

crowncdlegends​:

[text: kotyonok] Why would you do this to me?

[text: moya lyubov] Real easy. 

[text: moya lyubov] Guess you should come home then.

[text: moya lyubov] Help me take care of this problem.

[crowncdlegends-aa]

[text: moya lyubov] When are you coming home?

[text: moya lyubov] I'm in a situation I need a little help with.

[text: kotyonok] What did you do now?

[russianmadewidow]

[text: moya lyubov] I think you need to come see for yourself.

[text: moya lyubov] Just picture this.

[text: moya lyubov] Naked.

[sheunnamesthem]

(tfatws finale)

bucky: (doing some unbelievably stupid shit)

(loud zooming noise)

natasha, busting through the wall like the kool aid man, ascended from the fridge realm by pure force of will: I have come to collect the boyfriend

sam, sharon, everyone in the vicinity: oh thank god

[russianmadewidow]

@crowncdlegends

[sexysuggestion]

push me onto the bed and climb on top of me

[buckynatgifs]

buckynat + I’ve just missed giffing them (again) AU

[gvgvdans]

- ; phrases that really hit you where it hurts

“ did you really have to be that honest? ” “ every time i see you i just feel more alone. ” “ you changed me. ” “ was this all just a joke to you? ” “ i don’t want to know. ” “ can we start over? ” “ you make me feel so insecure. ” “ i don’t know if i can love you. ” “ every time i wake up i’m reaching for you … but you’re never there. ” “ of course it meant something! ” “ stop yelling! ” “ i gave up on you a long time ago. ” “ you think i care about you? cute. ” “ did you just forget about me or something? ” “ i still need you. ” “ i wanna say that there’s still hope but sometimes things just don’t go your way. ” “ you said you would keep trying! ” “ no, you ARE strong. ” “ you promised me! ” “ fine. you’ll never see me again, okay? ” “ i gave you everything i had. ” “ your eyes can be so cruel … ” “ i can never do anything right can i !? ” “ i want my life back. ” “ stop crying. ” “ you should go. ” “ don’t come back. ” “ does hurting me make you feel good or something? ” “ just stop it. ” “ i was never in love with you now leave me alone! ”

[russianmadewidow]

@crowncdlegends

The chill of the snow wrapped around her. Natasha was used to cold from the orphanage, but it seemed like this was...warmer. Her feathered red hair turned back towards the broken building, only her footsteps marked the fresh snow. She had turned eighteen and was deemed old enough to no longer need the protection of the orphanage. It was with a heavy heart that she started to walk away from her home.

The road to St. Petersburg was long. Lucky for her, the sky was clear, and the moon was full. It was enough light to fuel their journey into the unknown. In the morning, she stretched herself out and brushed her fingertips through her red hair before coming it back into a ponytail. There was a sense of excitement as she moved about the abandoned barn, she sought shelter in. St. Petersburg was ready for her and she was ready for it.

St. Petersburg welcomed her with unopen arms. Natalia found her green eyes searching every face that she passed. Every face that she could not recognize. The buildings themselves looked newer, but there was still a faint sense of familiarity. She knew this place, but she could not place a finger on it. Pooka barked and rushed to her with a flyer. She stared down at the paperwork and saw it was for the missing Princess. Auditions were to be held at---her eyes scanned the address, the location. It all looked familiar.

Once she got to the palace through, her heart sank. The doorway had been boarded up. “Might as well stay here for the night,” She told Pooka. “We can start again in the morning.” Natasha sounded defeated. At least this was an abandoned place. No one would come looking for anyone in here. She peeled back on the boards and Pooka jumped through first, her following. The hallways had a chill in it. Her hands brushed up and down her arms as she began to walk. There was a sense of nostalgia—a feeling that she once belonged here.

[barznescavill-deactivated202105]

“Let me put you on hold.”

[russianmadewidow]

@crywhitewolf

“Is that so?” Her lips brushed against the shell of his ear. “You’re that old, you forgot your own birthday? Good thing I’m not going to let you live it down, despite your growing age.” Natasha pressed her lips gently against his cheek. “Are you ready for your surprise?”​

[russianmadewidow]

crowncdlegends​:

@russianmadewidow​ cont. from here (x);

Really, he was about three seconds away from throwing her down on the couch. He moans as she grinds her hips against his, and his hands move to her waist, just giving him something solid to hold onto. There’s a breathless chuckle at her words, but it’s soon followed with another low moan, his hips rising up to follow her touch. “Anywhere,” he mumbles, eyes fluttering closed.

If Natasha didn’t admit that she loved watching him squirm under her touch, she would be lying. There was something about the way that he just writhed under her fingertips that made her grin. “Anywhere?” She sat herself back up, her plump bottom sitting firmly against his groin area as she pulled free just enough to speak. “Well, I mean,--” Her lips trailed along his collar bone. “What about here?” She purred as she lowered her head, trailing down his breast.

“Or here?”

[russianmadewidow]

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury (if you want)

Wanda reminded Natasha much of herself. It was no surprise that the woman landed headfirst into combat as much she did. It was also no surprise that the woman had an injury. “This is going to sting a little bit,” Her fingertips twisted the white cap of the peroxide solution. “On the count of three, okay?” Her gaze lifted from the wound on her upper thigh to Wanda’s concerned gaze. “You can punch Steve later, I promise it’s not going to hurt me any.” A smile tugged on the corners of her lips as her gaze fixed on the wound below.

“Okay. Deep breaths, Wanda. One—two—three,” On the count of three a stream of peroxide began to pour into the deep gash. Natasha felt a hand firmly against the wounded leg to prevent any kickback from Wanda. “I’m sorry, it’s almost over.” She cooed.

[russianmadewidow]

[ seduce+ ]

There was a way that he moved his hips that caught her attention. He always stressed to watch everyone carefully, but truly he did not mean this closely. As close as she watched him, she was unprepared for the sudden close in distance. Her breath escaped pursed lips as leather bound fingertips gripped her chin, lifting her gaze forcibly up to meet his.   There was something about being in this position that Natalia found---seductive. She swallowed thickly as her stomach tightened. The intrusive thoughts—what he could do with his metal digits—

“I failed, didn’t I?”