Posted June 10, 2013 at 3:15pm in i ship it like burning a blackeye for my feels the avengers
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Then he makes a comment that’s so unmistakably, blissfully him and she finally allows herself to feel the relief that has been begging to be felt since the moment she heard his name on the intercom.
“Now you sound like you,” she says.
He smiles that stupid smile of his and she knows, knows that he’s finally, finally back.
(Source: famkess, via fuckyeahclintnatasha)
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Defectors from either side were not taken lightly by the government. The Russian woman curled in on herself, dark eyes staring down anyone that dared approach her that wasn’t Clint — a wounded dog ready to strike.
“The Director will see you now,” he told her, and hope filled her expression.
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The eggs were still sizzling as he yelled out, “Order up!”. He almost turned too fast, nearly missing Natasha as she sidled up to the counter to snatch the plate and check it against the receipt hanging overhead. Clint grinned at the way her short hair looked just a little bit longer as the curls fell limp at the end of a long shift.
AU | In which Clint’s life is at stake and Natasha pays the price to keep him safe.
oh my God. No. Make another one. Fix it. I can not allow this to end on that gif.
(Source: thorwin, via fuckyeahclintnatasha)
Posted December 27, 2012 at 1:27pm in NOT OKAY renner your face I can't a blackeye for my feels
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Posted September 29, 2012 at 9:59pm in FUCKING CUTIES a blackeye for my feels fanart i am slain
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Posted September 28, 2012 at 8:55pm in fanfiction a blackeye for my feels yes good screaming
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washington | a hawkeye/black widow au
The mission is like any other, even if it takes place in the heart of the country. Get in. Retrieve the files and eliminate the target. Get out. They flirt and banter along the way, make a bet who’s going to finish their task first (her downloading the files or him taking out the target). They never find out. It’s all a trap, has been from the start and when Natasha finds the dead guards, hears Clint telling her he’s going in, she knows, it’s too late. His hoarse, broken Nat echoes in her mind for weeks.
He is brought to a secret facility, a playground for doctors who use him for their horrible and cruel experiments. Nightmares become his constant friend but he never gives up, trusts Nat to come for him. She gives her best, uses every tool in her arsenal to get information about his whereabouts, doesn’t rest until she has finally found him.
Time loses all meaning but one day there’s a hidden message from her, carved into a wooden panel, and Clint has barely time to process its meaning before he hears the unmistakeable sound of Nat’s Widow’s Bite. They bring hell down on the place, leaving nothing behind but smoking ruins and crushed bodies - like Budapest all over again. They don’t look back as they drive off.
Natasha takes him to her temporary hideout, an old barrack in the desert, and for a moment she has to close her eyes, battling her own emotions as she sees the extend of Clint’s injuries. Gently, with far greater care than one would suspect, she cleans him, runs her hands over his bruised body. When he wraps his fingers around hers and slowly pulls her close, she doesn’t resist. For the first time, their nightmares stay away.
(via clintandnatasha)
Posted September 26, 2012 at 3:10pm in a blackeye for my feels things I want this pleases me
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