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((So I forgot to post a message here but I ended up grounding myself because of bad grades, and that's why I haven't been on here for nearly a month. I'm still gonna limit my time on here, but I'll be poking around and replying at least three times a week.
I've got drafts saved for SweeterThan16 and mortal-blackwidow, am I missing anyone else?))
Mistletoe. (why not? :D )
Cora blushes darkly, leaning into Natasha and kissing her lightly. Pulling back shyly, she tucks her bangs behind her ear and drops her eyes before looking back up through her lashes with a soft smile.
mortal-blackwidow replied to your post: ((Waking up naked: )) *stretches out beside Cora* Well, that was fun. Got anywhere to be? Or do you have time to hang out some more?
Natasha threw an arm around Cora’s shoulders. “Today’s a good day for a long nap. We’ll do the fun kind of exercise later.” When she was sure Cora was looking, she gave her a wink.
Cora laughed softly, resting her head on Natasha's shoulder. She pressed a lazy kiss to the warm skin, humming contently. Glancing up at Natasha, she smiled, wiggling closer. "That sounds nice too."
((Waking up naked: )) *stretches out beside Cora* Well, that was fun. Got anywhere to be? Or do you have time to hang out some more?
Cora smiled lazily, stretching out her arms to curl up against Natasha's side. "Mm, nowhere t'go. Stayin' here," she confirmed muzzily, muffling a yawn into her pillow, "Is nice here. You're warm."
✯ (I figured you're already doing a date thread, so this can be up in the air as platonic or not, AU or not. Your choice. :D )
//We will totally have to thread though idk about a date just yet. In the mean time!
Cora can often be very touchy-feely when she's around people she likes and feels safe with. She doesn't ever want to be clingy, but she links physical closeness to really any sort of relationship closeness. However they got into the situation, Cora would easily fall asleep beside someone if she trusted them enough, felt close enough. So maybe hanging out on the couch one night, after a really long day or a really long week, she'd curl up next to Natasha, maybe lean on her a little, and just doze off.
mortal-blackwidow started following you
Cora looked up and smiled hesitantly. "Oh, hello," she said.
✉ (I agree with Agent Morse... drunk!Cora is hilarious!)
[Sent at 11:54 pm to Agent Romanoff]
ugh. hate convention hopping with coulson. went back to the hilton to raid the mini bar.
[Sent at 12:34 am to Agent Romanoff]
minibars bullshit, gonna flirt with these dudes off the balcony to try and get something better
[Sent at 12:45 to Agent Romanoff]
okay so iwent downsta irs got grey goose
but thesed udes wanna com with me
what do ur the sexi 1 u tell me
[Sent at 1:34 am to Agent Romanoff]
IGOT ShIRT S off id ont want
plz call phiiil
ined my supernan
knees or ankles. No preference. :)
Knees: ((This is Movie-Verse esque, sorry if that doesn't coordinate well with your canon! I just thought it'd be neat to write out.))
Until this moment, Cora had never seen the ex-Russian fearful of anything. She'd seen Natasha on the wrong end of a knife or gun more times than she could count, watched her jump out of helicopters from the HQ live feed, and never, in all her moments of life brushing against death, she'd never seen the agent flinch or whimper, never saw her stray away from the frighting and difficult.
Until Dr. Banner had raised his voice, that is.
It had been a relatively harmless action. The gamma expert had been in his lab, and the corridor between there and the main office had proved a journey he wasn't up for taking, and the doctor was out of clean vials. So he shouted down the hall for some, forgetting for a moment that an innocent shout was a cry of war as far as the SHIELD agents were concerned. Natasha had been in Cora's office when Bruce had called out, and for a moment, both women were silent, tense, hands glued to their handguns. Once Bruce had stepped out of his lab and apologized for the scare, Cora's heart slowed to a normal pace, but Natasha was frozen, her Sig Sauer pistol trembling in her palm as she slowly crept towards the door, the erratic thump of her heartbeat visible through her catsuit. Her face was milk white, the plush edges of her lips the only indicator that color had ever existed there. Cora paused for a moment, unsure of how to console the agent. She rose from her desk chair, slowly, her footsteps light against the tile floor as she crossed to the horrified women ready to strike the innocent man who'd spoken a little too loudly.
"Nat..."
