Pairing(s): Clint&Natasha friendship
Warnings: Violence, including animal death.
Remix of: طائر غريب (Strange Bird)
Summary: Natasha has always heard the voices of the animals around her, but when a bird tells her to trust the strange man pointing an arrow at her head, she does.
She grew up hearing their songs.
As a little girl, Natasha would lie in bed and listen to the mice, the rats who threatened to bite the sleepers in the Red Room. Others girls talked about their feet, the scratchy drag of sharp little toes across the concrete, but for Natasha, the songs were more striking.
There were other students—her sisters, they said—who had other problems— there was Olga who could see colors no one else could name, and Masha who sometimes set men on fire when they touched her, but Natasha heard the voices of the rats and the mice, and sometimes she could talk back.
couple of master assassins
Pairing: Clint x Natasha
Summary: It was cute that he thought he had gotten the upper hand, but Natasha knew how to play dirty.
Thanks to Pamela for the beta work.
is this love, agent romanoff?
natasha romanoff quotes
↳ Strike Team Delta
NC-17, No Warning Apply
On a night out with their team, Clint and Natasha have to deal with each other.
Bobbi lays a hand on his cheek and turns his face back towards her.
"Are you fucking Natasha?" she asks, and if Clint can’t hear her, well. He’s known how to read lips for years. He shrugs and then nods.
"She likes you," Bobbi offers, and Clint can’t help but laugh. She doesn’t like him. He’s warm and safe and convenient. He may as well be Rumlow or Sitwell or Sharon— a body with a pulse to entertain her.
"Really," Bobbi insists, her eyebrows high. "You should date her."
Clint isn’t sure when Bobbi got to be so damn funny, but he doesn’t dignify that with a response.
Part three of Better Than Silence