"You are joking...right?"

Natasha put down the bags of their stuff on the bed and immediately looked outside the door. Surveying around before turning to face her partner. "This is pretty swanky for setting us up on a mission. At least we have loads of space to keep tabs on everything here."  Putting her hair up and pulling of her coat. Stretching a little bit in case she needed to go run around. Sitting down on the bed and kicking off her shoes to sit down.

Send ‘➳♥’ and I’ll generate a number 1-34 for where my muse will kiss yours [x] [x] #15 - a kiss on the back

Clint had returned home after a weekend away with his day job crew- avenging things, business as usual. He had eaten half a cold pizza, napped for an hour, then showered. And so as he walked across the bedroom floor in his pajama bottoms, she grabbed his arm, tugging him near to her from behind so she could press a kiss to his lower back.

"Clint I am sorry I punched you in the face, but the mark is pretty funny" 

There was something pure about a human who stuck to the tried and true methods of hunting.

A stick and string from the paleolithic era were what Romulus had cut his teeth on, back in that same era or maybe a little after, and he held a special regard for the archer.

But his brother now... just as skilled but with a bent towards crime the blond Avenger liked to think himself beyond. 

Yes, Romulus could have good use for Barney Barton.

Muse: We are…I don’t even know how to describe it. We are such a mess but that is who we are. We both have messed up backgrounds and we have both entered different relationships. I know Clint had feelings for me for awhile but, it is only till know I feel I can, truly, return these feelings. He is passionate, caring, handsome and trustworthy. I am happy with him and to be honest, I’d like to be able to start a family later on.