you were a legend once | rated G | no warnings | 135 wordsferallettersOctober 25 2014, 18:45:42 UTC
Hee! I hope you enjoy this!
Note: unbetaed, so don't min any issues that I might have mucked up.
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Natasha knows what it's like to be a legend, to have belief and stories spring up around you, to be the monster under the bed or the bogeyman in the closet.
She wrapped herself in a cloak of stories, of people's beliefs and whispering words. She embraced her status as something more than human, something that captured the imagination and the breath of those who heard about her.
But when Clint found her, she wasn't a legend. She wasn't a creature of grace and power and fear. She was tired, she was lost and she couldn't imagine what the hell she was doing.
And he took her in, pulled off that heavy cloak of expectation, relieving her of the weight of others, and taught her how to be more than a whisper in the dark.
May Your Pumpkin Rock, Rated G, 548, no warnings.frea_oOctober 24 2014, 21:57:20 UTC
The pumpkin patch was Darcy’s idea. Good publicity, she’d called it. Pepper, upon filling out the insurance forms later, had had a different name: acquisition of new property. But the blast from the attacking alien ship hadn’t fried all of the pumpkins (though some were a little blackened and the texture forever altered), so Natasha and Clint took off from the SHIELD infirmary with only twelve new bandages and two slightly lopsided, slightly charred pumpkins
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Whoops, has it really been that long??? Anyway, my door is open! And my blog too, I'm having some trick or treating happening there too, just in case ;)
Fic: Trick or Treat; PG, no warningsshenshen77November 2 2014, 19:50:54 UTC
Sorry this is late, I hope you'll still enjoy it :) Happy Halloween!
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Clint straightened his bandages, real ones covering wounds from his last op mixing in with the fakes that Natasha had carefully wound around his head and arms to complete his mummy costume. He was unrecognizable, something he was grateful for. No one needed to know where two of the Avengers lived.
The doorbell rang and Natasha, the cutest sheet ghost he'd ever seen, picked up the nearly empty candy bowl while Clint opened the door.
“Trick or treat!” tiny voices yelled joyfully.
A tiny Black Widow and an even tinier Hawkeye were looking back at them. Clint's face split into a gigantic grin, Nat wished the little trick or treaters “Happy Halloween”, her voice telling him that she was grinning as well.
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Note: unbetaed, so don't min any issues that I might have mucked up.
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Natasha knows what it's like to be a legend, to have belief and stories spring up around you, to be the monster under the bed or the bogeyman in the closet.
She wrapped herself in a cloak of stories, of people's beliefs and whispering words. She embraced her status as something more than human, something that captured the imagination and the breath of those who heard about her.
But when Clint found her, she wasn't a legend. She wasn't a creature of grace and power and fear. She was tired, she was lost and she couldn't imagine what the hell she was doing.
And he took her in, pulled off that heavy cloak of expectation, relieving her of the weight of others, and taught her how to be more than a whisper in the dark.
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Clint straightened his bandages, real ones covering wounds from his last op mixing in with the fakes that Natasha had carefully wound around his head and arms to complete his mummy costume. He was unrecognizable, something he was grateful for. No one needed to know where two of the Avengers lived.
The doorbell rang and Natasha, the cutest sheet ghost he'd ever seen, picked up the nearly empty candy bowl while Clint opened the door.
“Trick or treat!” tiny voices yelled joyfully.
A tiny Black Widow and an even tinier Hawkeye were looking back at them. Clint's face split into a gigantic grin, Nat wished the little trick or treaters “Happy Halloween”, her voice telling him that she was grinning as well.
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