p3pp3rmint-candi3s:

Natasha has been stealing Clint’s clothes since he brought her in… She’s comforted by the smell of him.


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I don’t want to lose this one.


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#Castle #So beautiful.


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#Fitzsimmons

yamiswift:

FINALLY! Its done at last! ….all I wanted was a new desktop background!

yamiswift:

FINALLY! Its done at last! 
….all I wanted was a new desktop background!



Happy Birthday Sarah (xxofswordsandshieldsxx)! Clintasha ~JordiMeryle

jordimeryle:

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“In the nest again?” She smiled and climbed to the rafters to sit beside him.

“Keepin’ an eye out.” He mumbled, his bow in his lap and an arrow laced through.

Natasha leaned on his shoulder and smiled up at him.
“Thor says he’s gone.” She said. “He isn’t coming back.”
But Clint shook his head.
He knew that Loki, that deranged god, was still out there. He could feel him at the edge of his mind.
And Natasha knew that far off look he’d get. She knew that Loki still had a hold on him though she had tried to break that connection.
She touched his hand and made him look at her.

He was always so responsive to her. Perhaps that’s why they had kept together so long.
Two master assassins, always trying to out master the other.
It was strange really, the way they felt for one another…

 

He shook his head and looked back over the room.
“Look, Barton.” Natasha said. “I didn’t come up here for you to pout like a child.”

“Why exactly did you come up here?” Clint shot, his eyes still scanning.
“I thought I’d come see how you were after-”

“Thought I’d be a zombie again?” He asked, looking at her this time.
His eyes were cold as she searched them and it pained her.
She had opened up to him after being her own only companion for so long.
She had trusted him enough to open up and he was clamming, closing on her and keeping her out.
She returned his hard look and her hand went to the arrow necklace that she wore around her neck at all times.
“I missed you.” She told him and saw his hard mask melt as he looked from her face to the necklace and back.
“I missed you, too.” He said.
She gave his shoulder a bump with her own and smiled at him.

“I knew it.” She smiled, making him smile.

He kissed her shoulder briefly before she grabbed his face and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
She pulled away slowly, her eyes still trained on his.
“Come one, Birdboy.” She said. “We’ve got some catching up to do.”


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#Aww #Clintasha

"You don’t have to be a genius to figure what’s between us"


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#Fitzsimmons

angry little princess asked a clintasha scene/edit



Let the rain fall down

agent-nataliaromanova:

//Little clintasha drabble for nigrum-viduae's (belated) birthday :)

Natasha loved thunderstorms. The way the wind moved and how the rain came down in buckets. She’d stay up at night and sit by her window, just watching the storm. For some reason it always calmed her down.

Clint hated thunderstorms. He hated the rain and the lightning, and most of all he hated the thunder.

But he wasn’t scared of them or anything. Absolutely not.

“Barton, would you sit down, you’re making me nervous.” Natasha said irritably. Clint had been pacing the room for the better part of an hour, ever since the rain had started. When the thunder hit he turned his head slightly toward the window before resuming his pacing.

He was moving like a caged animal, muttering nonsense under his breath.

Natasha let out yet another sigh and stood up from where she was sitting on the bed. “Would you stop?”

When he blatantly ignored her she grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the bed.

“Tasha, stop, let go.” He tried to pry his hand from her grip. “I’m fine, Tasha, really.”

Natasha whirled around, eyebrows raised. “Fine? You call pacing back and forth for an hour and muttering to yourself incessantly fine? Really?”

Her eyes held his, daring him to disagree. Clint’s lips pressed together in a thin line but he didn’t argue. He knew she was right.

When he didn’t retort she pulled him up after her on the bed, wrapping herself around him so that she was pressed up against his back with her legs stretched out on either side.

“I should be nervous more often.” Clint teased, grabbing her hands from where they lay against his chest. He leaned into her slightly while keeping most of his weight off.

 “Don’t push your luck Barton.” She said. It was light and teasing and so Natasha that it made Clint smile.

Another clap of thunder sounded but Clint didn’t jump. He just stayed in Natasha’s arms. She was humming softly under her breath. He had no idea what the song was but it was perfect. She was perfect.

“I love you, you know that right?”

He probably wouldn’t have had the guts to say that if he’d been able to see her face. But then her body tensed and it occurred to him that she could strangle or knock him out very easily in this position.

An agonizing minute passed by before he felt her head bury itself into the crook of his neck. “I love you too.” She whispered. A stupid, dopey grin lit up his face. He kissed her hands as she went back to singing. He could’ve been wrong but he thought he could hear a smile in her voice.

Eventually the storm died down, leaving puddles and mud in its wake. But Clint didn’t notice. All he cared about was the beautiful redhead that was slowly singing him to sleep, the woman who’d finally admitted she loved him back.

Maybe storms weren’t so bad after all.



blackcomicbookguy:

If you don’t have Iron Man cutting your blog in half then you’re automatically a member of hydra

blackcomicbookguy:

If you don’t have Iron Man cutting your blog in half then you’re automatically a member of hydra


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frankensurgical:

djaq + will || robin hood ‹ epic ships

you, will scarlett, are s t r o n g, and true, and you fight for what you b e l i e v e in. and that is why i love you. 

frankensurgical:

djaq + will || robin hood ‹ epic ships

you, will scarlett, are s t r o n g, and true, and you fight for what you b e l i e v e in. and that is why i love you


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#Such a perfect OTP.