I Can Control Myself. I’m More Powerful Than You Ever Were.  ©

natasha nods, understanding the reaction, the uncertainty in her answer. for a moment, the redhead considers her options before electing to speak. "I'm sorry for not checking in on you sooner, but the last thing I wanted to do was overwhelm you." justification for ignoring a child? great job, romanoff.

Since Tony brought her on, Ana has felt like the redhead had been avoiding her. This wasn't new; people didn't tend to notice her, so it wasn't really done on purpose. However, Tony clarified to Natasha who Ana was and her importance to him. So it was shocking when the woman spoke to her in a pretty friendly manner. It honestly took her aback. The blonde probably looked like a fish gasping for air before collecting herself enough to respond. "I'm…good, I guess?"

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ, sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ & ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ʙʟᴏɢ ғᴏʀ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞 𝔪𝔞𝔵𝔦𝔪𝔬𝔣𝔣 — 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍 ᴄᴜʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ʟᴏʀᴇ & ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴘʀᴇᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏs/ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄs ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ.

ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, + 𝟸𝟷 ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏʙsᴄᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs; ᴏᴄ, ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴀᴜ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ, ᴍᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ & ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, ᴇsᴛ. 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟻 & ʀᴇʙᴏᴏᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹; 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊, 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖊𝖙!

ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ ʙʏ @ᴊᴊᴄʀᴇ𝟾

she didn't count the minutes that had passed since she'd entered the office, instead taking the time to glance around the room where she sat waiting, eyes searching for something that would let her know she was making the right choice. eyes were drawn from furniture and then the walls, not seeing anything but a layer of dust that came from living in new york. there was no magic writing on the wall to tell her that she was in the right place. and to be fair, considering most of her life had been one impulsive decision to another, she didn't understand why she expected this to be any different. the pretty blonde behind the desk was good for small talk, but unfortunately, that wasn't something that natasha excelled in at all.

at the arrival of who she'd been waiting for, there wasn't a moment missed as she stood from her seat following him as she was directed to. "i appreciate you seeing me on such short notice."

it takes natasha time to sit into the seat across from him at the desk, eyes studying him as she considers her options before electing to open her mouth. "i'm looking to hire you to assist in reobtaining a property in new york that i lost when SHIELD fell. it had been listed in the files as a safe house, and while it may have been used as that, it was originally my home and i'd like it back."

@madeofmarblex liked for a starter

The morning had started out like any other; groaning at the sound of his talking alarm clock going off, smacking it off of the nightstand in his attempt to quiet it, only making him groan again in frustration he would have to put the thing back together for a second time that month. But there was a deep sense of worry with knowing who was waiting for him at the office; the Black Widow. He had encountered several times on patrol as Daredevil and when he found Natasha Romanoff's name on his schedule for the following day, he silently prayed it was just a coincidence.

“Matt!” Karen piped up from behind her desk the moment he stepped through the door, looking relieved. “I was just about to call you. You’re late again and we were getting worried. Miss Romanoff has been waiting for you."

“Ah, I apologize. Rough morning.” Matthew waved an apology before slipping inside the office. Slipping his suit jacket off and hanging it on the coat rack, he picked up his briefcase and cane again before nodding towards the open door of his office. “Miss Romanoff, if you don’t mind me getting settled, come in and sit down. I don't think there was any notes about your case so you're going to have to bring me up to speed."

there's a hum as she acknowledges that she is indeed standing before him. even if there are moments that she cannot believe it herself. "i suppose i should feel honored that you've come to see if i'm still alive. surely you had better things to do?" her voice is flat, lacking the usual sarcasm that would have once been littered with smirks as though she had just won the top prize. "we both know, i've always been far too stubborn for my own good, i wasn't going to be out that easily."

the books painted out a poetic fallacy of a romanticised red thread that connected people and brought them back into each others orbits time and time again.

the reality of the situation wasn't quite as refined; it was a red thread that lashed them together in spite of each other, tying them to a leaden anchor that would probably down them both in the end.

' i was never one for rumours, ' alexei offered after a few long moments, blue eyes raking over the woman a few metres away, ' i wanted to see for myself whether the stories were true or not. '

when one character brokenly says “i have nothing to offer you” and the other character looks at them with fond exasperation, because there’s nothing else they could want except the gift of their love. that shit gets me.

tailing her was an easy mark, and perhaps natasha had gotten too comfortable, which resulted in getting too close. it was no secret that she could lie with the best of them and perhaps that was what she needed to do but it seemed easier to tell the truth. "following you? technically, i suppose you could call it that, but i could also promise you, i'm the least of your worries."

starter for @madeofmarblex from Becca

———————— ❝ I'm sorry are you...are you following me?❞ becca turns to face the woman finally sick of sensing her on her tail. honestly, she was just trying to find a nice place for lunch but...she's got time. ❝ You should know, I don't take very kindly to people in my personal space.❞

🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

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i can control myself. i’m more powerful than you ever were. ©

independent, mutual exclusive natalia alianovna romanova / natasha romanoff from marvel. influenced by mcu & 616.  highly headcanon based. canon divergent. multi-verse, multi-ship, and crossover/oc friendly. a study in: childhood trauma, psychological conditioning, espionage, PTSD, survivor's guilt, living after you've died, how to love and be loved, and finding your family. loved by ash. she/her. est. thirty+. carrd. promo. open starters.

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