Jan 18, 2017
@lxtrodectusism
“You look... different. You are not smiling, but you are.”
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@lxtrodectusism
“You look... different. You are not smiling, but you are.”
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The mission had gone wrong, horribly wrong. It wasn’t wise to go in without backup but she was the BEST at what she did and having anyone come along would have DISTRACTED her – she needed to be on her toes when dealing with anyone in Russia. But it was just a matter of time before things went wrong and it only seemed to get worse, considering that she found herself locked away in a sorry EXCUSE for a room – Natasha didn’t think it could get any worse.
Her captors made sure to take advantage of the fact that they had the black widow at their mercy. She had lost track of the number of PUNCHES and kicks that had been aimed in her direction, but her ribs wouldn’t be forgetting anytime soon.
At the first sound of footsteps, Natasha curled further in on herself; ignoring the sharp flashes of PAIN that shot throughout her body with each movement. How long had it been since shemoved? She couldn’t remember, she only remembered the pain and footsteps meant pain. SheWHIMPERED at the door opening and pressed her knees closer to her chest.
“ please…”
This had become personal the second they told him that she was taken, the second anyone said there was a possibility of her not coming home. How could they have sent her alone into this? How could they not tell him!? People wouldn’t dare get in his way this time, he even saw Captain America move out of his way when he was done with his forceful interrogation of Fury.
He ignored the yells and commands for him to stay, none of them every getting to him. He still grabbed his bow and filled his quiver with as many arrows as he could find before running out after her.
He hadn’t brought anyone, he hadn’t wanted anyone. Natasha was important to him and her captors started to get the idea when Clint stopped aiming for legs and started aiming for eyes. Blood spattered across him as he made his way further and further, getting more and more aggressive with everything he handed out.
He opened the door, the sound of steel scraping echoed through the halls as the mangled, but still living, even if it was barely, bodies laid around them. His bow hit the ground, eyes widening at the sight of her, he couldn’t bare this sight, he loved her and they let her do this alone!?
He rushed to her side, arms slowly sliding around her, trying to help her but also not hurt her.
“Tasha, it’s me, Clint. You’re safe now, I won’t let them touch you again.”
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“Why?” Clint could never help but smile at that expression of her, that one she wore every time something intrigued her and warmed her heart at the same time. It was one of the sights he was happy to have more often in front of him. “Because I know you, and you deserve good.” He placed a lock of hair behind her ear. “Don’t make me sound like a saint. I’m selfish, I’m the one who wants to see you smile.”
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“Do you have a minute?”
"I wanted to surprise you. I know it's not a fancy dinner or anything and it's not perfect but... " Natasha trailed off as she stepped aside, clasping her hands behind her back to hide her nervousness. Sitting on the counter was a slightly burnt pizza but the shape was undeniable: a heart. "You still like pizza and it's Valentine's Day so...ta-da?"
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Clint looked down at the burnt pizza, then back at Natasha, and he could feel his heart warm up, realizing how much he loved her. She must’ve had to put so much effort into this… pizzas are not easy to make, he knew that better than anyone. And yet, someone like Natasha, unable to cook for herself, now brought this to him. His smile was automatic as well as the quick hug he gave his girlfriend, pressing her as close as he could. Their foreheads touched as a single tear was shed from the corner of his eye. “I love you so much…” Clint whispered before he caught her lips in a passionate kiss.
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there had been a couple drinks, not enough to cloud his memory of everything that had taken place the night before however. the real question was whether or not natasha would be gone by the time he woke up - he wouldn’t have blamed her of course, if she wanted to leave she had every right. he was just hoping there wouldn’t be any bad blood between them.
“depends on how good it was for you. i could end up hurting my own feelings.”
he mumbled into the pillow, tony quickly stretched out only to relax and turn his body round so he could face natasha, an eyebrow lifting up as he looked her over.
“i’m surprised you stayed.”
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“It’s BROKEN,” she managed to say, though it was clear from the dazed look in her eyes that she wasn’t exactly registering the pain that should have been accompanying the injury. When she managed to turn her head, her brows rose just slightly at her twisted arm. “That should HURT, right?”
“It should. Very much so.”
She snapped to action at the look of shock on Romanova’s face. Faina shimmied her own undershirt out from under her top, tearing the fabric into strips and scrambling to find a couple of straight, sturdy anythings to splint the injury. “What happened in there?” she asked.
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character in general: Nat is so complicated, while I much prefer the complication of comic Nat, movie Nat is her own person that is great in her own right. how they play them: Well, we’ve only done completely ridiculous things, but it all seemed so greatthe mun: We’ve only talked a little but they seem absolutely amazing
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follow them: Of courserp with them: Definitelywant to rp with them: Damn right I doship their character with mine: Clintasha is life, I always need clintasha
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overall: You need to stop what you’re doing and go follow them right now
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