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floilee · 2 days
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We always know…
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aliearte · 3 days
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Happy Birthday to me🥰✨I give u some WandaNat and Bishova as a gift✨
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mamaspidershit · 2 days
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Peter: Foster care is just government-sanctioned kidnapping. Clint: Wait no, you’re right. Natasha: That’s why I made a fake uncle. Maria, tired: no.
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incorrectquotesmcu · 2 days
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Kate, in tears: I’m sorry.
Yelena: Oh, Kate, crying... Don’t know what to do.
Yelena: Pat, pat. This feels wrong.
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captaindanvers89 · 23 hours
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Saw Florence’s insta video of her on the Thunderbolts set and I wanna write a fic where Kate sees Yelena with short hair. Imagine this:
Yelena shows up at Kate’s apartment after the movie…
Yelena: Kate Bishop! I am starving, do you want to order Chinese food takeout?
Kate: Y-Yelena?
She sees the short hair and short circuits immediately.
Kate: I-I mean—Y-You look—I need to—I—P-Peter’s calling, yep he’s calling and I-I’m gonna—I’ll be back!
She runs off to the rooftop, leaving behind a very confused Yelena who looks at Cassie who’s lounging on the couch.
Yelena: Is Kate Bishop okay? Is she sick?
Cassie mumbling: caught the gay fever that’s for sure
Yelena: What?
Cassie ¯\_(ツ)_/¯: you know Kate, she’s probably tired from training all day.
Yelena: Oh well then she needs to get some rest.
Cassie mumbling again: She definitely needs to get something.
Meanwhile…
Kate on the phone to Peter: Pete you don’t understand, she cut her hair!
Peter: And?
Kate: How am I supposed to function? She can’t just do that to me! She could’ve given me a warning!
Peter: Kate, I don’t see what’s the big deal.
Kate: Remember how you reacted when MJ got those red highlights?
Peter: Oh….OHHHH
Kate: Exactly
Peter: Good luck.
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crybabycunt · 2 days
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(after stitching Kate up)
Kate: Do you think it’ll scar?
Yelena: Dudes dig scars.
Kate: Do chicks?
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midastouch013 · 1 day
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Stupid In Love
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Based on this request
Summary: Based on Stupid In Love by MAX
Warnings: None
I usually prefer Taylor Swift songs as a hardcore swiftie myself, but I do like this song and had fun writing this.
This has also got to be one of my longest one-shots yet
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You lounged on the couch in the Avengers compound, idly flipping through a magazine while Natasha Romanoff, the infamous Black Widow, meticulously cleaned her weapons nearby. There was something oddly comforting about the rhythmic clinks and clatters of metal against metal.
"You know," you remarked, without looking up, "most people have hobbies that don't involve disassembling firearms."
Natasha chuckled softly, her focus still on her task. "Well, most people aren't trained assassins, darling."
You glanced up, meeting her gaze with a smirk. "Touché. But you could at least try knitting or something less lethal."
She set down her gun, finally turning her attention fully to you. "And risk losing my edge? I think not."
You laughed, shaking your head. "Fair point. Wouldn't want you to lose that edge, Natasha. It's what makes you so… dangerous."
Natasha raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes. "Dangerous, huh? Is that what you're into?"
You shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Eh, I've always had a thing for danger. Keeps life interesting."
She smirked, moving closer until she was standing right in front of you. "Well, lucky for you, I'm full of surprises."
Your breath caught in your throat as she leaned in, her lips tantalizingly close to yours. "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful," you whispered, your voice barely above a murmur, the words slipping out almost unconsciously as you found yourself lost in her gaze.
There was a flicker of something in Natasha's expression, a hint of shyness that you hadn't seen before. She seemed almost… flustered.
You cleared your throat, trying to push down the sudden surge of nerves. "'Cause feelings are so hard to fight," you continued, your voice a little stronger now, "Know it's a little soon, maybe," you added, your heart pounding in your chest, "But I'd go anywhere you take me. Long as you're calling me, baby," you finished, your voice soft but steady.
And in that moment, as Natasha's lips met yours in a gentle kiss, you knew that crazy or not, there was nowhere else you'd rather be.
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Two Years Later
You sat together on the balcony of your shared apartment, the lights of New York City casting a warm glow around you, you felt a surge of affection for the woman beside you.
"Hey, Nat," you began, turning to face her with a playful smile, "Let's get married in Vegas."
Natasha raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Married in Vegas?" she echoed, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"Yeah," you said, excitement bubbling up inside you. "We don't need a guest list, or fancy invitations. I don't wanna think too much," you continued, your voice eager and laced with anticipation. "Let's just do it, you know? Keep it simple."
A thoughtful expression crossed Natasha's face as she considered your suggestion. "I like the sound of that," she admitted, reaching out to gently thread her fingers through yours.
"And," she added, "Let's get matching tattoos while we're at it. I don't wanna think it through," she continued, her voice filled with the rare excitement at the prospect of marking the occasion in such a permanent way.
Your smile widened at your suggestion, a spark of amusement lighting up her eyes. "Matching tattoos, huh? I suppose I could be persuaded."
You grinned, feeling a surge of affection for the woman who had captured your heart, giving her a soft kiss. "Baby, I'm so stupid in love," you confessed softly, against her lips.
Natasha's smile softened, her gaze holding yours with an intensity that took your breath away. "I know the feeling," she murmured, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips.
You both sighed softly, a hint of disappointment lingering in the air.
"That's not happening anytime soon, is it?" you murmured, a touch of resignation in your voice.
Natasha shook her head, her expression reflective. "Unfortunately not," she replied, her tone tinged with regret.
You shared a fleeting glance, a silent acknowledgment passing between you. The demands of your roles as Avengers often meant putting personal plans on hold.
"But hey," you said, offering her a small smile, nudging her in the process, "at least we have each other."
Natasha's lips curved into a gentle smile, her eyes softening with affection. "Always"
So stupid in love with you (stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love)
I'm so stupid in love
So stupid in love with you (stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love)
I'm so stupid in love
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The sun hung low in the sky as you waited for Natasha to return from her mission. The anticipation bubbled within you, and as you heard the familiar sound of her footsteps approaching, you couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.
"Hi, you came," you greeted her with a bright smile, unable to contain your joy at seeing her safe and sound.
Natasha's eyes softened as she met your gaze, despite her tense shoulders, a fondness evident in her expression. "Babe, I've been waiting for you all day," she replied, her voice warm with affection as she closed the distance between you.
"So lean my way," you continued, reaching out to gently take her hand, "and let me just take away all the pain."
A soft chuckle escaped Natasha's lips as she allowed herself to be pulled into your embrace. "I know it's a bit soon for vows," she admitted, her voice soft but earnest.
With a mischievous twinkle in your eye, you reached into your pocket and pulled out a pair of paper rings, presenting them to her with a cheeky grin.
Natasha's laughter rang out, a melody that warmed your heart as she slipped one of the paper rings onto her finger, mirroring your actions. "Only you would come up with something like this," she remarked, her voice filled with affection. "Paper rings are good for now," she added, a playful glint in her eyes.
"But know, I'm already down the aisle," you grinned, as you gave her tense muscles a massage, "'Cause I'm so stupid in love."
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A few years had passed since that day on the balcony when you had jokingly presented Natasha with paper rings. Now, standing side by side with her in front of your closest friends, you couldn't help but marvel at how far you'd come. The love between you had only deepened with time, and today, you were ready to take the next step together.
Clint and Yelena stood beside Natasha, offering her their unwavering support. Wanda, Bucky, and Pietro stood with you, their presence a reassuring presence in this intimate moment. Alongside them were Steve, Tony, Bruce, Kate, Peter, Pepper and America , each one there to celebrate your love.
You were dressed in a sharp suit, feeling a bit out of place but immeasurably happy nonetheless. Natasha, in a simple yet elegant dress that was far from a traditional wedding gown, looked radiant as ever.
The setting was lowkey, just as you both preferred. There were no extravagant decorations or elaborate ceremonies—just the people who mattered most to you, gathered together to witness your union.
As Steve, your friend and mentor, stepped forward to officiate the ceremony, your heart raced with anticipation. This was it—the moment you had been waiting for.
"Let's get married in Vegas," you whispered to Natasha, reminiscing on when you had dreamed of this together. "We don't need a guest list, or fancy invitations. I don't wanna think too much."
Natasha's eyes sparkled with joy as she met your gaze, a smile gracing her lips. "Let's do it," she replied softly, her voice filled with love and anticipation. "And let's get matching tattoos," she added with a playful grin. "I don't wanna think it through."
You grinned back, feeling a rush of love for the woman who stood before you. "Baby, I'm so stupid in love," you whispered again, tears of joy forming in both your eyes.
As Steve declared you as wife and wife, you both leaned in to share a sweet kiss, sealing your vows in front of your friends and loved ones.
After the kiss, you and Natasha exchanged a knowing look before slipping out of the ceremony, hand in hand. Together, you made your way to a nearby tattoo shop, where you sealed your bond with matching tattoos—a simple yet powerful reminder of the love that bound you together.
And as you left the shop, your fingers intertwined and the ink still fresh on your skin, you knew that this was just the beginning of your journey together. With Natasha by your side, you were ready to face whatever the future held.
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After the whirlwind of your wedding day, you and Natasha found yourselves on a plane bound for Paris—a city of romance and enchantment, the perfect backdrop for your honeymoon adventure.
As the plane soared through the clouds, you couldn't contain your excitement, your heart fluttering with anticipation for the journey ahead. Beside you, Natasha's hand found yours, her touch grounding you in the reality of this new chapter in your lives together.
"Book a flight to Paris only one way," Natasha teased, a playful glint in her eyes as she leaned in closer to you. The words hung in the air, a bold declaration of your shared commitment to exploring the world together, accompanied by a hint of mischief that made your heart race even faster.
A smile tugged at your lips as you met Natasha's gaze, the depth of your love reflected in the depths of her eyes. "What'd you think about sharing our last name?" you teased back, your tone light and playful.
"I think I'd like that," she replied, her voice filled with mock seriousness, before breaking into a grin. It was a response that spoke volumes, a playful acknowledgment of the bond you shared and the joy you found in each other's company.
"Let's get straight to 'I do,'" Natasha continued, which led to you grabbing her by the waist and planting a firm kiss
"I'm sure we already did that babe"
"Mhmm" She mumbled against your lips, "And I'm so happy we did"
"And now its our honeymoon" you said, half reminding yourself that this was real.
"Hey, what do you say we skip the touristy stuff and go straight for the thrill? Bungee jumping off the Eiffel Tower, perhaps?" she proposed with a grin, her adventurous spirit shining through.
Your eyes widened in surprise at her suggestion, but a thrill of excitement coursed through you at the thought of experiencing such an adrenaline rush with Natasha by your side.
"Alright"you agreed
"Seriously?"
"I don't wanna think it through," you grinned, knowing that if you did think, you would probably not do it.
And later that night, while the whole of Paris was asleep, you found yourself on the top of the Eiffel tower, with a cord attached to you.
"Baby" you said as second thoughts began to race through your mind.
Natasha, however, paid no heed to your nervousness, shooting you a mischiveious smirk before plunging
"See you on the other side, babe."
"I'm stupid in love" you screamed as you followed, plummeting towards the ground below.
So stupid in love with you (stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love)
I'm so stupid in love
So stupid in love with you (stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love)
I'm so stupid in love
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"You never listen to me!" Nat's voice rang out, "All you care about is yourself!"
The accusation stung, and before you could stop yourself, a retort slipped past your lips. "Maybe if you weren't so controlling, I'd actually want to listen!"
The words hung in the air, heavy with resentment and hurt.
"I can't do this anymore," Natasha finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe we made a mistake."
The words hit you like a punch to the gut, and before you could stop yourself, you lashed out. "Maybe you're right. Maybe we never should have gotten married. Maybe I should've never even come home"
"Go, I never asked you to come," Natasha shot back, her tone cold and cutting.
"Yeah, I will," you replied, your words laced with defiance as you yanked open the door and stormed out into the night.
For a moment, the air was thick with tension as the door slammed shut behind you, the sound echoing in the empty room. In the silence that followed, both you and Natasha stood frozen, the weight of your words hanging heavy in the air.
But as the moments passed, the gravity of what had just transpired began to sink in. And with hurry in her usually solicited footsteps, she rushed forwards to the door
At the same time, you turned around, pushing the door open, the soft click echoing in the silence of the room.
Without a word, Natasha stepped forward, closing the distance between you with hesitant steps. And as she reached out to you, a silent apology in her eyes, you knew that despite the hurt and the anger, your love for each other was stronger than any argument.
With a heavy heart, you took her hand, allowing her to pull you into a hug. Tears glistened in both your eyes as you held each other close, the weight of your words still lingering in the air.
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry too," Natasha murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, "I never meant to hurt you."
You nodded, your own apology catching in your throat. "I know," you whispered back, your voice filled with emotion.
"But, I'm scared" she finally admitted, as she pulled away, her eyes searching yours for reassurance, "So tell me right now, before we come down,"
"Come down?"
"Can we make it work, baby?" she iterates
You grab her hands in yours, smiling at her softly" Let's find out."
Can we make it work baby? Let's find out
Tell me right now, before we come down
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A Year Later, On Your Anniversary
Feedback echoed as you tapped on the microphone, drawing the attention of the crowd.
"Um, hi everyone," you began, your voice wavering slightly with nerves. "Thanks for being here tonight to celebrate with us."
You inhaled, " So, um-, I'm not the greatest at these kind of stuff, that's more of Tony's thing"
" I'm going to assume that's a compliment" Tony quipped, sipping on his glass of wine
"Assume whatever Stark" You quipped"
" So, uh-"
Before you could continue, Yelena's voice rang out from the crowd. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" she teased, a playful smirk on her face.
You shot her a playful glare. "Oh, absolutely," you retorted, your tone dripping with sarcasm. " I've managed to save your careless ass on missions, pretty sure this pales in comparison"
Wanda who had observed this playful banter, couldn't resist a playful jab herself. "You're not going to chicken out, are you?" she teased, a smile playing on her lips.
You rolled your eyes, but a smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "Of course not," you replied, a hint of amusement in your voice. "I'll make sure to add 'amateur singer' to my list of talents."
With a playful wink to Natasha, who watched you with a fond smile, you took a deep breath and addressed the crowd one last time. "Before I expose my singing skills , I just want to dedicate this song to the most amazing woman in the world—my beautiful, brilliant, and sometimes infuriating wife, Natasha,"
That earned you a playful glare from your gorgeous wife
" This is Stupid In Love, by, well, be me"
You strummed the first few chords on your guitar
"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
There's something about your eyes
Tell me these feelings are mutual|
'Cause feelings are so hard to fight
Know it's a little soon, maybe
But I'd go anywhere you take me
Long as you're calling me, baby
They can all call us crazy"
Your eyes remained on Natasha's, her eyes, too, never leaving yours.
"Let's get married in Vegas
We don't need guest list
I don't wanna think too much
Let's get matching tattoos
I don't wanna think it through
Baby, I'm so stupid in love
Book a flight to Paris only one way
What'd you think about sharing our last name?
Let's get straight to "I do"
I don't wanna think it through
Baby, I'm so stupid in love
So stupid in love with you (stupid rather, so calm down, stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love, we could make it happen)
I'm so stupid in love
So stupid in love with you (stupid rather, so calm down, stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love)
I'm so stupid in love
Stupid in love with you (stupid in love, I'm so stupid in love)
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful"
Safe to say, that night, roles were reversed, and you were treated to the melodious voice of Natasha.
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ace-bucket · 3 days
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A Clint :]
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radars-teddy-bear · 3 days
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listened to this verse and thought about them because of course i did <3
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xenocorner · 19 hours
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Give the man a dog orz
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chaxan08 · 3 days
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Yelena after Hawkeye Ep 05: I've only had Kate Bishop for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in this world and then myself.
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floilee · 3 days
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Yelena: I want tea.
Kate: I want your legs wrapped around my head.
Yelena: Fuck the tea
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klingersgender · 2 days
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yorkshireteauk · 2 days
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before kate finally asks yelena out she tries to drop “subtle” hints and kate eventually gets to the point where she prints out a poster that says “i like yelena” and yelena is still somehow non the wiser
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a-st-art · 1 day
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At least they take care of each other
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