This is what I am now

Black Widow. No one will ever know my full story. But you don't need to know much about me. This is what I am now. And you'll never know who I was before.

[the-slavic-shadow]

Ragnarok gave me some serious Marvel muse. So gonna try be back here. Try anyway.

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

the-slavic-shadow:

She chuckled, “Can’t promise anything. Sorry, Barton.” Of course they’d work together to stay out of prison. She would just make extra sure he didn’t go in again. She laughed, “Yeah, yeah. You get a good view. I get to kick someones ass.” She sipped her beer and looked at the tv. 

“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” Clint shrugged. They’d worked together long enough to know not to doubt her when it is something she finds important. Apparently that includes him. “You know I love a good vantage point.” He grinned and finished off his beer. “So feel like increasing the alcohol content yet? I could use something a bit stronger.”

[the-slavic-shadow]

She finished off her beer and nodded, “Sure. I actually had to go grocery shopping earlier today. I hate grocery shopping...in disguise.” She chuckled as she stood. “Do you have any idea how annoying it is to have to put on a blonde wig and dress up before you go outside...But I got vodka...whiskey if you want it. And snacks. Because snacks are always needed.” She smiled and nodded towards the kitchen. She’d probably need help. “Im too good to you by the way.”

[agentmorse]

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“I really didn’t think I’d ever see you around again…”

[the-slavic-shadow]

“And what made you think that? I’m everywhere, always lurking.” She chuckled 

[agentmorse]

“Oh you know…just that brawl you and your buddies had on that airline hangar.” Yeah, Bobbi had been keeping tabs on the current situations. Old habits were hard to break. “And you airing all those secrets to the world before that.”

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha shrugged, “SHIELD had to be brought down. There wasn’t exactly an easier way.” Yes, she slightly felt bad about it but only for the real agents. Hydra had been in too deep to even be sure who was with who so the only way was to bring it down. “And the brawl was regrettable...But its done now.”

[agentmorse]

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“I really didn’t think I’d ever see you around again…”

[the-slavic-shadow]

“And what made you think that? I’m everywhere, always lurking.” She chuckled 

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

the-slavic-shadow:

She shook her head, “I’m promising because I’m gona make sure. No prison. I will literally take out anyone and everything.” She wandered off to the kitchen, putting the plates in the sink and grabbed two more beers. She meant every word she said, whether he believed her or not. She moved back into the living room and flopped down close to him on the couch, handing him his beer. 

“I know you’ll do everything possible to save my ass. You usually do.” He turned his head to follow her every move. “Just don’t go all bad ass and not let me get a shot in.” He trusted her to keep her promise, it was what she was willing to give up to keep it that worried him. He shook that thought before she could see how much it bothered him. He smirked. “Though I do love to watch you kick ass.” He happily accepted the beer before stretching out and getting comfy. “ Usually leaves me with a damn good view.”

[the-slavic-shadow]

She chuckled, “Can’t promise anything. Sorry, Barton.” Of course they’d work together to stay out of prison. She would just make extra sure he didn’t go in again. She laughed, “Yeah, yeah. You get a good view. I get to kick someones ass.” She sipped her beer and looked at the tv. 

[my12percentofamoment]

Break or Break Up?

[my12percentofamoment]

the-slavic-shadow

Natasha chuckled, “Been every colour for on mission or another. The black wig is weird…I’ll wear that next time.” She sipped her coffee and scanned the area, making sure, for the fiftieth time that no one had made her. “You are, Pep. Don’t think that. I know he loves you. He’s just…well he’s Tony. I think he just needs to be spoken to twice as hard as some people.” She nodded, “Yeah they do…its called my fist. Oh…or I could shock him with my stingers if you like?” She smiled, trying to make her friend at least smile through all this.

Tony didn’t know how good he had it with Pepper. Yes she understood the need to help people but he also needed some sort of balance. Needed to put Pepper first once in a while. It certainly wouldn’t hurt. There were enough of them to share the work.

@the-slavic-shadow

“I’m sure that you’ve got him before with those.” Pepper did laugh. “He may love me. In fact, I know that he does. It’s just that being Ironman means more to him.” Why else would he go and make another suit? “Black wig. Huh? Think I’d look good in one of those?” Maybe the paparazzi wouldn’t follow her around so much.

Would it have been so far to pick her over the adrenaline rush that was saving the world? Pepper knew that she couldn’t be selfish. It was either her or the billions of people she shared the world with.

[the-slavic-shadow]

“I’m not sure it means more to him. I mean he did give up the arc reactor for you. Thats something right?” She sipped her coffee. “Maybe he’s just come to rely on Ironman? Like a safety net sort of thing.”

She chuckled, “We’ll get you one. So you can have your nights off and go without getting noticed. Maybe we can actually have a proper girls night out.”

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

the-slavic-shadow:

“Well we can still do the drink til drunk part. And you won’t sendup back there. I promise you that.” She’d kill everyone in sight rather than have him go back there. And she wouldn’t go there either. “So…” She stood and picked up the plates. “Another beer? Before we move on to the vodka of course.” She smiled

“Yes, lets drink.” He smiled at her. “You don’t have to promise. We both know it isn’t always up to us.” He’d give anything to know that neither of them were in any danger but they usually were. Though usually they weren’t technically criminals during their down time. “That sounds like a start.” He smirked. 

[the-slavic-shadow]

She shook her head, “I’m promising because I’m gona make sure. No prison. I will literally take out anyone and everything.” She wandered off to the kitchen, putting the plates in the sink and grabbed two more beers. She meant every word she said, whether he believed her or not. She moved back into the living room and flopped down close to him on the couch, handing him his beer. 

[my12percentofamoment]

Break or Break Up?

There were a lot of actions Tony had taken to prove that he was making a change for the better. Though he had made a few more moves that she hadn’t counted on. It was like an addiction. If the suits were an extension of him, then he should have known better than to head back to the lab and create more. Did he not love her as much as he loved being Ironman?

There was only one other woman to talk about it with.

“Natasha. I don’t know what to do. You know him better than anyone.”

@the-slavic-shadow

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha had decided to meet up with Pepper for coffee. Even through all the crap and the opposite sides she still saw Pepper as a friend and she’d be fucked if she wasn’t there when her friend needed her. So here she sat in a cafe with her sunglasses on and a blonde wig, looking nothing at all like herself but it was worth it to see Pepper.

“I’m not sure anyone knows Tony like you do, Pep. Have you tried talking to him? Reasoning?”

Yes reasoning with Tony Stark was nearly impossible but it was Pepper Potts after all. If anyone could do it she could.

[my12percentofamoment]

“Ever think about going blonde full time?” Pepper sipped her coffee to keep from laughing. “You know what that’s like,” she took in a breath and looked passed the woman and out of the window. “I talk. He listens. The words get lost somewhere between his ears and his genius brain. I guess that I’m just not enough for him. I don’t give him that rush he craves.” It was as if he was addicted. “I’m no adrenaline junkie. What would I know? Do they make an antidote for that?”

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha chuckled, “Been every colour for on mission or another. The black wig is weird...I’ll wear that next time.” She sipped her coffee and scanned the area, making sure, for the fiftieth time that no one had made her. “You are, Pep. Don’t think that. I know he loves you. He's just...well he’s Tony. I think he just needs to be spoken to twice as hard as some people.” She nodded, “Yeah they do...its called my fist. Oh...or I could shock him with my stingers if you like?” She smiled, trying to make her friend at least smile through all this.

Tony didn’t know how good he had it with Pepper. Yes she understood the need to help people but he also needed some sort of balance. Needed to put Pepper first once in a while. It certainly wouldn’t hurt. There were enough of them to share the work. 

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

the-slavic-shadow: 

She shovelled more food into her mouth and tried not to laughed. “Hmmm maybe you should just eat and not say anything in that case.” She teased. She sipped her beer and slipped into a comfortable silence with him. Just eating and drinking. The food turned out a lot better than she’d expected and once it was done she relaxed back onto the couch and just watched the tv. “So…any plans for what happens next?” They were both sort of fugitives now. And Natasha had no idea what to do next with herself, other than of into hiding for a while.

“Yeah, probably.” He shrugged before turning his focus on finishing his meal. He didn’t really want to annoy her just because he’d been locked up with just a few other people. Once he finished his dinner and set the plate aside he sighed. “Big picture or…” he stopped to really think about it. “The goals were to get here, food, drink til drunk, pass out, and I guess try not to get thrown back in The Raft. That’s about as far as I’ve gotten.”

[the-slavic-shadow]

“Well we can still do the drink til drunk part. And you won’t sendup back there. I promise you that.” She’d kill everyone in sight rather than have him go back there. And she wouldn’t go there either. “So...” She stood and picked up the plates. “Another beer? Before we move on to the vodka of course.” She smiled

[my12percentofamoment]

Break or Break Up?

There were a lot of actions Tony had taken to prove that he was making a change for the better. Though he had made a few more moves that she hadn’t counted on. It was like an addiction. If the suits were an extension of him, then he should have known better than to head back to the lab and create more. Did he not love her as much as he loved being Ironman?

There was only one other woman to talk about it with.

“Natasha. I don’t know what to do. You know him better than anyone.”

@the-slavic-shadow

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha had decided to meet up with Pepper for coffee. Even through all the crap and the opposite sides she still saw Pepper as a friend and she’d be fucked if she wasn’t there when her friend needed her. So here she sat in a cafe with her sunglasses on and a blonde wig, looking nothing at all like herself but it was worth it to see Pepper.

“I’m not sure anyone knows Tony like you do, Pep. Have you tried talking to him? Reasoning?”

Yes reasoning with Tony Stark was nearly impossible but it was Pepper Potts after all. If anyone could do it she could.

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[the-slavic-shadow]

alwaysbadforthisbarton:

The look on her face had him raising his eyebrow. He thought back over what he had just said and didn’t really think anything was that crazy. He laughed and nodded. “I can live with crazy, been called worse.” He grinned and matched her movement with his beer. “Yeah, to sharing.” He laughed again and glanced at a clock on the wall. “Yup. At least for the next five minutes or so. Maybe more if I don’t say anything too stupid.” He half shrugged. “Which is fine with me, best conversation and food I’ve had in a while.” 

She shovelled more food into her mouth and tried not to laughed. “Hmmm maybe you should just eat and not say anything in that case.” She teased. She sipped her beer and slipped into a comfortable silence with him. Just eating and drinking. The food turned out a lot better than she’d expected and once it was done she relaxed back onto the couch and just watched the tv. “So...any plans for what happens next?” They were both sort of fugitives now. And Natasha had no idea what to do next with herself, other than of into hiding for a while.

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

the-slavic-shadow:

“Shared?” Where was he going with this conversation. Probably teasing her like always. Although they’d shared a bed before it was usually after a mission when they were both too battered and exhausted to care. She smiled and sipped her beer. “Probably starve or dead…definitely dead. You would have gotten your ass kicked by now.” She chuckled and dug into her food.

“Yup. Like good food and bad tv. It’s best when shared.” He nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Why else would anyone invest in GOOD sheets? You spend most of your time in them out cold. And well, social norms say you put the best sheets, towels, and junk out when you have a guest? That means the best stuff is meant to be shared. Times, booze, bed. All better shared.” He took a quick drink, nodding again. “Well yeah, I’m sure one of them would have shot me by now if it wasn’t for you. That and you feed me.” He grinned before taking another big bite off his plate, “’sides, you li’ hav’n me ‘round.”

[the-slavic-shadow]

Her mouth hung open for a second as he went on his, what seemed like a rant on sharing. She really didn’t know what to say about it all so she just laughed and shook her head. “You’re absolutely crazy, Barton. But I’ll drink to that.” What else could she say? “To sharing?” She help up her drink to him. “Oh do I? Well we’ll see how long it take for me to want to kill you. I’m giving it fifteen minutes. And thats a stretch.” She laughed.

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

Same same, but different // the-slavic-shadow

[the-slavic-shadow]

alwaysbadforthisbarton:

Clint took her flushed face as a victory and decided might as well keep at it. He shook his head and grinned. The mental image didn’t help deter him. “I can think of worse ways to go.” He nodded. “Nice sheets should be shared.” He was having more fun with this conversation than he probably should but recent conversations for him had been rather terrible. When he dropped on the sofa, careful not to lose the contents of his plate, he wondered why he ever let this safehouse fall to the back of the list. He was drawn out of his thoughts when when she handed him the beer. “What would I do without you.” He grinned. “You spoil me.”

“Shared?” Where was he going with this conversation. Probably teasing her like always. Although they’d shared a bed before it was usually after a mission when they were both too battered and exhausted to care. She smiled and sipped her beer. “Probably starve or dead...definitely dead. You would have gotten your ass kicked by now.” She chuckled and dug into her food.

[kingfxraday]

@the-slavic-shadow

“Look who is here. Agent Romanoff. Thor has instructed me to apologize for allegedly calling you a mewling quim but I have no memory of having done so.” Lies and lies and lies.

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha raised a perfectly trimmed eyebrow. “Have we come down with a bit of selective memory, Loki? There’s a cure for it, ya know. I call it cognitive recalibration.” A smirk appeared on her lips as she looked at the mischevious god in front of her

[kingfxraday]

Loki leaned forward, green eyes daring her to attack him. “And how does that work? This cognitive recalibration? Is that how you reclaimed agent Barton?”

[the-slavic-shadow]

She glared back at him, every fibre in her being wanting to smash his head against a wall but she didn’t move. “Well it involves your head, that wall and me smashing your head into it. Its a very nice thought.” She frowned when he mentions Clint, her fists clenching tightly, “Barton’s got nothing to do with you so how about you don’t talk about him.”

[kingfxraday]

Loki laughed softly. “Agent Barton has everything to do with me. I saw his mind. And oh…how he longs for you. But he doesn’t know about your past.” He taunted even though Thor warned him not to torment her.

[the-slavic-shadow]

“Agent Barton and I are friends. He knows enough about me and my past. How would you know anything of it, other than what you got from him?” She ignored the longing part because it was Loki. He lied and twisted things. As for her and Clint yes they were friends and he knew pretty much everything about her and her past...pretty much. There was a dark corner than no one except perhaps her handlers at the Red Room knew about. And they were gone.

[alwaysbadforthisbarton]

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[the-slavic-shadow]

alwaysbadforthisbarton:

“I can think of something better. Like no clothes. Tell me that isn’t the best?” He smirked. “Considering that’s practically what you were in when I got here.” He laughed. “As long as it isn’t charcoal I’ll happily eat it. I’m starving.” He nodded before shoving a bite off his plate into his mouth. “Le’s go ‘or comfy,” He managed around the bite and using the plate to point towards the living room. 

Natasha shook her head, typical Barton. A heated flush rose up on her face, there was no way she could have hid that one. “Shut up...It was probably best I wasn’t cooking naked anyway. You probably would have had a damn heart attack when you came in....Sleeping naked is the best thing in the world. Especially in a nice clean bed with new sheets.” She should probably stop this conversation. It had the potential to turn awkward or just plan bad. She grabbed her own plate and two beers that she’d bought the night before for them. “Ready when you are...lead the way.” She followed quickly and sat down, handing him a beer.

[kingfxraday]

@the-slavic-shadow

“Look who is here. Agent Romanoff. Thor has instructed me to apologize for allegedly calling you a mewling quim but I have no memory of having done so.” Lies and lies and lies.

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha raised a perfectly trimmed eyebrow. “Have we come down with a bit of selective memory, Loki? There’s a cure for it, ya know. I call it cognitive recalibration.” A smirk appeared on her lips as she looked at the mischevious god in front of her

[kingfxraday]

Loki leaned forward, green eyes daring her to attack him. “And how does that work? This cognitive recalibration? Is that how you reclaimed agent Barton?”

[the-slavic-shadow]

She glared back at him, every fibre in her being wanting to smash his head against a wall but she didn’t move. “Well it involves your head, that wall and me smashing your head into it. Its a very nice thought.” She frowned when he mentions Clint, her fists clenching tightly, “Barton’s got nothing to do with you so how about you don’t talk about him.”

[kingfxraday]

@the-slavic-shadow

“Look who is here. Agent Romanoff. Thor has instructed me to apologize for allegedly calling you a mewling quim but I have no memory of having done so.” Lies and lies and lies.

[the-slavic-shadow]

Natasha raised a perfectly trimmed eyebrow. “Have we come down with a bit of selective memory, Loki? There’s a cure for it, ya know. I call it cognitive recalibration.” A smirk appeared on her lips as she looked at the mischevious god in front of her