FIC: I've learned how to paint my face (Natasha + Ensemble, 3/?)
TITLE: I've learned how to paint my face
FANDOM: Marvel Cinematic Universe
CHAPTER: Three/??? [First Chapter | Previous Chapter]
WORDS: 3804/12999
RATING: Teen (for now)
WARNINGS: references to implied child abuse, medical experimentation on children
CHARACTERS: [in chapter] Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Betty Ross, Phil Coulson, Original Characters
PAIRINGS: background Clint/Natasha, past Bruce/Betty
A/N: Written for this prompt @ avengerkink. A massive thank you to everyone who held my hand as I wrote and rewrote (and rewrote...) this chapter. A special call-out to dictator_duck who also provided character ideas and Mad Science when flailed at; and to lordoflorien for more Mad Science, patience at my antsing, and wonderful beta-ing ♥ Contains an extract from Alexander Pushkin's poem The Bronze Horseman, and the title comes from Dessa's Children's Work:
Now I've learned how to paint my face,
How to earn my keep, how to clean my kill
SUMMARY: A mysterious explosion leaves a number of SHIELD personnel, including Agent Romanoff, both injured and children again. Suddenly, the team has to deal with a highly trained and messed-up twelve-year-old Natalia Romanova; all Natasha wants is to go home.
But neither finding a solution, or dealing with the fallout, is going to be easy.
I've learned how to paint my face @ AO3
FANDOM: Marvel Cinematic Universe
CHAPTER: Three/??? [First Chapter | Previous Chapter]
WORDS: 3804/12999
RATING: Teen (for now)
WARNINGS: references to implied child abuse, medical experimentation on children
CHARACTERS: [in chapter] Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Betty Ross, Phil Coulson, Original Characters
PAIRINGS: background Clint/Natasha, past Bruce/Betty
A/N: Written for this prompt @ avengerkink. A massive thank you to everyone who held my hand as I wrote and rewrote (and rewrote...) this chapter. A special call-out to dictator_duck who also provided character ideas and Mad Science when flailed at; and to lordoflorien for more Mad Science, patience at my antsing, and wonderful beta-ing ♥ Contains an extract from Alexander Pushkin's poem The Bronze Horseman, and the title comes from Dessa's Children's Work:
Now I've learned how to paint my face,
How to earn my keep, how to clean my kill
SUMMARY: A mysterious explosion leaves a number of SHIELD personnel, including Agent Romanoff, both injured and children again. Suddenly, the team has to deal with a highly trained and messed-up twelve-year-old Natalia Romanova; all Natasha wants is to go home.
But neither finding a solution, or dealing with the fallout, is going to be easy.
I've learned how to paint my face @ AO3