Fuck Yeah Hawkeye + Black Widow

If you’re participating in NaNoWriMo this month and love Clint/Natasha (even if you’re not writing it as your NaNo project), hop over to this thread and say hello.  chezamanda and I are both participating this month, and we’d love to add more of our fellow shippers over there!

cerebel:

Clint/Natasha, NC-17, contains BDSM and speculation of Clint/Loki.

Natasha Romanov isn’t in love with Clint Barton. But she knows what he needs. Or, at least, she used to.

brbshittoavenge:

by Eiluned (brbshittoavenge)

(click the link above to read at AO3!)

Rating: Explicit / NC-17 
Summary: Clint wears a shooting glove, and Natasha discovers a heretofore unknown fascination with it.
Notes: Jesus christ, that glove is sexy. Thanks to Amanda and Kris for reading this over at various stages of the writing process! I nearly titled this No Glove No Love. [puts head on desk]

Feedback is always appreciated! I’d love to know what you think!

Excerpt:

Clint slipped the shooting glove onto his left hand, fingers sliding into the black leather, and Natasha was completely distracted by the sight. They were prepping for a mission, for god’s sake. She couldn’t afford to be distracted by anything, particularly not those long, blunt fingers wrapped in snug leather.

She closed her eyes for a second, fingers fumbling on the fastenings for her holster.

“Nat?”

He was looking at her curiously, tugging the glove down his wrist and snapping it closed. “Hm?” she said, feigning nonchalance.

“You okay over there?” he asked with a small grin. “You look like you’re a million miles away.”

“I’m fine,” she answered quickly, tugging the zipper on her catsuit up a little higher. “Just thinking about the mission.”

“Eh, this’ll be a cakewalk,” he said, sliding his right hand into his arm guard.

And then she was distracted again. His forearm flexed enticingly as he adjusted the straps and made sure the guard was in the right spot, and his gloved fingers moved cleverly over his gear, familiarity making the task quick.

He caught her staring again. “You sure your mind is on the mission?” he teased, his voice a low rumble that sent heat to her face.

Coulson saved the day. “Strike Team Delta,” he said, sticking his head into the back of the van. “You’re up.”

Natasha checked her extra clips on her belt, made sure her Glocks were loaded and ready, and tried not to watch as Clint snapped his bow open with a flourish.

brbshittoavenge:

The Pixar Movie Thing (or, Clint and Natasha Have a Movie Habit)
by Eiluned (brbshittoavenge)

Rating: Teen & Up / PG-13
Summary: Clint and Natasha developed a habit of watching Pixar movies together. Let’s go through the last fifteen years of their movie watching history.
Notes: Contains spoilers for Pixar movies. Based on a couple of headcanon facts I came up with:
15. Pixar movies make Natasha get teary-eyed. Clint has sworn an oath on his life that he will never, ever tell anyone about that time that they had to pause Up because Natasha was crying too hard to see the TV.
16. Natasha has sworn she’ll never tell anyone that Clint cried during the part of Finding Nemo where Dory tells Marlin that she looks at him and she’s home. Because that hit close to home for both of them.

Click the link to read at AO3, or read here!  Also, I loooooove feedback, so if you’re so inclined, please feel free to leave it. :)

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Their Pixar movie habit started by accident, really.

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