#ms-romanov

[thatscoloneldanverstoyou]

"Can I use your tummy as a pillow? It’s soft."

"Part of me thinks I should be a little insulted by that. But the bigger, drunker part of me says go ahead ‘cause your hair’s soft and I can play with it."

[askthespiderphotographer]

Top five places to make a web

1.  Top of a really tall building/room, for the same reason Clint likes finding ‘nests’ that are high up.  It’s easier to see more from high up.

2.  Anywhere that makes a good pivot point for a swing.  Knowing what angles will and won’t work means the difference between practically flying through the city and slamming into the side of a building.

3.  A central hub in any area.  If you can set up something in the center of an area, you can create a wheel-like web that lets you know what’s going on in all directions.

4.  In between two sturdy trees, or even the beams at SHIELD.  Nothing like a web hammock for relaxing a little.

5.  In Tony’s workshop or bedroom.  Nothing more hilarious than watching him walk in practically half-asleep and getting tangled in it.

[shielddeputydirector]

ms-romanov is on file

Maria settled into a chair in the deserted lounge, hoping she could catch maybe ten minutes of downtime in order to enjoy her book. It never worked out that way, and she knew it. It seemed the only way anyone came and talked to her was when she was trying to read. Or sleep. Or eat. She sighed and opened the book to the bookmarked page.

She looked up when someone else walked into the room. She nodded amiably at Agent Romanov, one of the few people that Maria could respect, admire, and stand on a personal level all at the same time.

"'How've you been?"

[akihiro-daken1]

ms-romanov is in your sights

Agent Natasha Romanov, former Red Room operative. She had no weaknesses except perhaps Agent Clint Barton. She was the perfect killing machine, and Daken coud respect that. He also privately hoped he never had to come up against her; he'd win eventually, but pain was never fun.

[kingofablantis]

Sleep!

Namor walks into her home, silently judging has he enters. “It was most magnanimous of you to allow me to stay here for the night.”

Natasha closes and locks the door behind him. “It’s nothing.” 

She joins him where his stands surveying her living room.

“Everything up to royal standard?”

“Yes, You have excellent taste.”

Natasha smirks and rolls her eyes slightly. “Come on, I assume you haven’t eaten yet.”

Dinner ends up being made by Namor. She’d just wanted to know how done he wanted his salmon and before she knew it she was seated at her kitchen table with a glass of wine watching him cook. She wasn’t complaining, less for her to do and the view was good. Turns out he actually knew what he was doing as he placed two plates and nicely cooked salmon and salad on the table. She took a bite. Yeah he was allowed to cook again. They ate in comfortable silence, the sort that happens when two people don’t feel the need to entertain each other. It was….nice. 

After dinner they did shockingly, paperwork. Work never really stays at Work. Natasha, seated at a table, her papers in neat piles and Namor seated in front of the table table his papers spread all over it. It all happened again, in a comfortable silence. Well, expect for Namor’s almost constant “tch”s and snorts. Even those were sort of nice. His presence filled the place, it seemed like another place entire with him here. She supposed that went with being a king.

When it was time to sleep she show him the guest bedroom and told him to wake her if he needed anything. The usual pleasantries, neither actually gave a shit about them. As she was about to leave for her own room he turned to her.

“Really, thank you.”

“It’s nothing” her face perfectly neutral. though as she walks away she smirks. 

Looks like miracles do exist.

[kingofablantis]

You don't like red hair?

I do. But it’s not necessary a turn on. I find blonde hair so attractive for example, because Atlanteans do not have blonde hair. My cousins Namora and Namorita only have blonde hair because, like me they are half human. So there is an exoticism to it. However, red hair is not uncommon. I love a woman with red hair named Abira, she is beautiful and I do love her hair. In fact as I think on it now, she is the reason I have mixed feelings on red hair. She is forever in my service but no longer at my side. It’s a painful thing.

[kingofablantis]

Kiss me?

[kingofablantis]

✉

Natasha my darling I have never experienced anything as perfect your hair spread out around you or the feel of your breath on my neck. I long for the day I can see that same hair possessed by the currents of my domain. How impossible your already otherworldly beauty would be down in the waters of my home. I’ve barely left your side and I yearn for your touch. 

Yours,

Namor