FIC: Love You Like a Love Song
Prepare for shameless, shameless, pathetic fluff. Also, I'm incapable of writing a 5+1 as a 5+1, so this is a 5+1+1+1. Bonus chapters? Sure.
Title: Love You Like a Love Song
(OR: 5 Times that Natasha and Steve did not understand a pop song + 1 time that Clint understood a pop song and Natasha did not + 1 time that Natasha understood a pop song that Clint did not + 1 time that the whole team understood a song)
Disclaimer: Characters are Marvel’s. Story is mind. Headcanon is my crack.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Angst. Lots of it. Feels. Some fluff.
Author’s Note: I have feels sometimes. Forgive me for some fluffy cheesy crack.
Summary: Unfortunately, pop music was inherent to the culture and they were subjected to it, again, and again, and again. By proxy, due to Natasha’s temperament and Steve’s insatiable curiosity, their teammates were also subjected to their reactions to it. Again, and again, and again.
As a disclaimer, I own all of these songs and I like all of them, actually, so I'm poking fun at myself as much as the songs. Don't be offended. I just didn't have the heart to have them listen to Bieber or Selena or Nicki Minaj or something because *I* didn't want to listen to it ;)
Everything's linked to my journal :)
Chapter 1: Like. EVER.
Chapter 2: Every night we fell in love
Chapter 3: Consumed by what's to transpire? There's got to be a medication for that.
Chapter 4: Natasha, Steve and Banner give fucks about commas. Or is it, Natasha, Steve, and Banner give fucks about commas?
Chapter 5: Reaching out for something just...just what?!
Chapter 6 (Clint+1): Doing it all and doing everything is also redundant.
Chapter 7 (Natasha +1): Rising with the fall sounds problematic.
Chapter 8 (Team!Feels+1): Shameless unapologetic fluff that gets by on little victories
Title: Love You Like a Love Song
(OR: 5 Times that Natasha and Steve did not understand a pop song + 1 time that Clint understood a pop song and Natasha did not + 1 time that Natasha understood a pop song that Clint did not + 1 time that the whole team understood a song)
Disclaimer: Characters are Marvel’s. Story is mind. Headcanon is my crack.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Angst. Lots of it. Feels. Some fluff.
Author’s Note: I have feels sometimes. Forgive me for some fluffy cheesy crack.
Summary: Unfortunately, pop music was inherent to the culture and they were subjected to it, again, and again, and again. By proxy, due to Natasha’s temperament and Steve’s insatiable curiosity, their teammates were also subjected to their reactions to it. Again, and again, and again.
As a disclaimer, I own all of these songs and I like all of them, actually, so I'm poking fun at myself as much as the songs. Don't be offended. I just didn't have the heart to have them listen to Bieber or Selena or Nicki Minaj or something because *I* didn't want to listen to it ;)
Everything's linked to my journal :)
Chapter 1: Like. EVER.
Chapter 2: Every night we fell in love
Chapter 3: Consumed by what's to transpire? There's got to be a medication for that.
Chapter 4: Natasha, Steve and Banner give fucks about commas. Or is it, Natasha, Steve, and Banner give fucks about commas?
Chapter 5: Reaching out for something just...just what?!
Chapter 6 (Clint+1): Doing it all and doing everything is also redundant.
Chapter 7 (Natasha +1): Rising with the fall sounds problematic.
Chapter 8 (Team!Feels+1): Shameless unapologetic fluff that gets by on little victories