Natalia is a Russian corporate spy sent to infiltrate the network of businesses and charities run by the so-called 'Avengers'. Natasha is the woman who befriends them. You can only exist as two people for so long before you have to make a choice; before the fall-out comes.
Histories, identities, and bedspreads; the things we draw over ourselves, the things we share. A mission from their younger years.
Deals, horses, hearts and arms: some things aren't meant to be broken. [Clint/Natasha, Wild West AU.]
It will be the end of her covers, the end of the lies, the end of their line. Some goodbyes need no words.
Love and life I will divide / Turn away 'cause I need you more / Feel the heartbeat in my mind / We found love in a hopeless place. She has an order she has never been able to carry out. When she finds her soulmate, she will kill them.
She has bruises on her knuckles, bruises in her eyes, and she'll knock out the respect they won't give her. (She doesn't have to go it alone.) [College AU]
She is an assassin, a killer, a dancer in the Red Room's hands - and she owes a debt to a marksman she has never met. Until today.
[Cover me up, and know you're enough to use me for good...] Patching each other up after another mission, in a house where the magnolias bloom.
One prompt, two paragraphs, three sentences. A collection of Avengers drabbles.
The winding streets are lean and hungry, filled with dust and blood and fire. Their children are no different. [Street urchin AU.]
Anchor (n): a person or thing that can be relied on for support, stability, or security; mainstay. (She will make herself a place for him to stand.)
'Natasha Romanoff is not a robot.' NR1074, android model B Widow, is.
"Your world in the balance, and you bargain for the life of one man - who isn't a man at all?"
Five times Sam Wilson has a good laugh, and one time Maria Hill has the last one.
She trusts three things: her skills, her ship, her sea. Do not ask more of her than that until all three have failed her. [Pirate!Natasha and merman!Clint.]
Lapa is sick. Clint and Natasha have a dinner reservation. And Steve? Well, it looks like he finally a date for Valentine's Day.
(And neither have I wings to fly.) Barton makes a different call, and it could cost him his life. Wing!fic.