Okay, so snippet I wrote based on a dream I had where Danny turned a giw agent to his side
"Y'know, anyone who is liminal is on their list right?"
"Yeah. Anyone who is ectocontaminated is taken in to custody so we can cleanse them and prevent it from happening again."
"..." Danny makes a strange face at the word cleanse.
A beat of silence passes between them
"You...uh you know how that sounds right?"
"What do you mean?" Nat looks confused.
"Cleanse. You know even if that's what they're really doing, they're killing them or at the very least injuring them, heavily. You can't be," Danny waves his hands, trying to find his words. "You, you cant just be *cleansed* of liminality! Once you're liminal, you're liminal! You're forever changed. Forcefully removing the ectoplasm can cause ...death by destabilization... It would be like trying to bleach the blood out of someone."
Nathaniel's face goes blank. "Oh ancients," Danny whispered in horror "How many people do they have contained? How many have they done this to??"
Danny looked at Nathaniel and nearly snaps at him for his lack of reaction, until he realized that Nathaniel's blank expression was one of dawning horror and panicked dissociation.
Danny reaches out his hand "Hey, are you-"
Nathaniel flinches back away from Danny. He was starting to hyperventilate .
"No no no no no!" You're lying! We didn't... I didn't.." Nathan curls in on himself, clutching at his hair. "I,I,I,I, I didn't....th, they,they told me we were helping people ." Nathan weakly shakes his head. Tears stream through his tightly shut eyelids.
The wave of emotions is truly overwhelming to Danny. The panic, fear, revulsion, pain, are all secondary to the sheer amount of guilt and betrayal the man is drowning in. Danny's core aches. He wants to help him, no, he needs to help him but he doesn't know how.
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Laughter filled the air as Clint's arms wrapped around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Did you really think you could escape me, little spider?" He teased next to her ear as she tried to hide the grin spreading across her lips. "Perhaps this is exactly where I want to be." She bantered, attempting to turn her head to the side enough to look at him. Another chuckle vibrated against her ear before he placed a warm kiss under her ear lobe and slowly turned her around by her hips. When he finally had her turned around, he didn't waste any time talking as he leaned in and met her lips with his in a warm, longing kiss. Without hesitating, Natasha melted into his chest and kissed him back.
A second later, the Widow awoke with a soft gasp. Her eyes fluttered open, and she squinted into the darkness of her room for half a second before closing her eyes again. She could still feel the weight of Clint's arms around her, and for half a second, she let herself hope it was real. Though like sand through an hourglass, the warmth and heaviness she thought she felt slipped away.
The Widow's body twisted as she reluctantly adjusted to her side, wrapping her arms around a pillow and pulling it in close to herself.
Tomorrow was to be Clint's and Laura's wedding... Natasha knew she would have to watch him say "I do" in just a few short hours. And for once, she wished her dreams wouldn't give her hope. On nights like this, she'd rather have a nightmare. Love truly was a twisted thing..
anon you've caught me right as I'm about to go to bed but rest assured I will tell you abt jasper tomorrow :3c you might even get a proper ramble out of me hehe
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Summary: Wanda is working on a birthday present for you when she makes an interesting discovery on Nat’s laptop.
Pairing: Natasha x Reader
Rating: None
Word Count: 859
Author’s Note: Okay so this is looking like it might be my first Nat x Reader series. Hope you enjoy 😊 gif isn’t mine
It wasn’t often that Natasha Romanoff blushed, but right there in that moment she could feel her cheeks flushing as red as her hair. Within an instant, she’s gone from the living area of the compound and has barricaded herself in her room, practically dying of embarrassment.
Her secret was well and truly out. She had done so well to keep it under wraps. She knew that you were gay, but she didn’t know if you were into her in that way. Instead, she had decided to push her feelings down, not wanting to compromise your friendship nor the bond that you all had as a team.
“I think you should go after her,” Wanda tells Steve, a smirk still plastered on her face. “She won’t want to speak to me. Not when I was the one who discovered her little secret,” she explains.
Shaking his head furiously, Steve takes another sip of his coffee. “Absolutely not. I don’t even know what a “wank bank” is, and I definitely don’t want to discuss it with Romanoff. She will have me in a headlock within seconds if I even try to approach her,” he says, putting the cup down onto the table.
“Come on, Rogers. Even you must have a wank bank. You know, pictures of people you’d like to sleep with,” you state, walking into the room with your hair wrapped up in a towel, fresh out of the shower. “For ….. recreational purposes,” you say, winking at him playfully. You’d only caught the tail end of the conversation, but your curiosity was definitely piqued.
“This is not a conversation I want to be a part of,” Steve says, shaking his head. “What you all get up to behind closed doors can stay behind closed doors,” he says, getting up from the table.
“Oh come on. I know you were frozen for a whole heap of time, but even you must understand that people have needs Steve,” you jest, bouncing off the joy you get from seeing Steve becoming so flustered.
“Excuse me,” Wanda says, standing up. She isn’t about to out Nat’s feelings for you: nobody has that right to ever do that, but she decides that she should at least go and check on the assassin. “I’ll be right back,” she says, before making her way to Natasha’s room.
A knock on the door causes Natasha to groan, turning on her side in her bed. “Go away. There’s no-one home,” she calls out as she hopes that whoever is on the other side of her door will leave.
Persistent as ever, Wanda opens the door gently and peeks in first. “You do know that if there were truly no-one home, there wouldn’t have been a voice answering me when I knocked?” She replies with a slight chuckle. When she sees the redhead laying on her bed, she steps into the room and closes the door behind her: granting them both some privacy.
“Nat, I’m sorry. I wasn’t making fun of you. It was just nice to see that what we have all been seeing for the past couple of months was real and genuine,” she explains. “We just want you to be happy.”
A groan escapes Natasha’s mouth as she raises both of her hands to her face, wishing the ground would swallow her whole. She thought she had been quite stealthy about hiding her feelings but now it seems - apparently not.
“You really like her, huh?” Wanda asks, sitting on the corner of Natasha’s bed. “Have you ever thought about telling y/n how you really feel?”
“I don’t think that me walking out there and declaring how I feel is going to be the best thing for anyone. I can’t just go out and ask what is for dinner and then say ‘oh by the way, y/n, I’ve fallen in love with you,” Natasha says from behind her hands.
Wanda pauses, her eyes widening. She didn’t know Natasha had it this bad for you. “Wow. You love her?” She asks, looking at Natasha when she turns her head to deadpan towards Wanda.
“Yeah. I mean, I think so. I don’t know. I’ve never really loved anyone. Love isn’t something I was prepared for. It was something to be avoided - that’s what was programmed into me. It’s a distraction. Nothing more, nothing less,” she explains.
“And yet, y/n has managed to break through those preconceptions, Nat. That’s no mean feat. She’s just here, living her life with us. Saving the world on a daily basis and unknowingly she’s torn down your walls - those same walls that were instilled in you as a young girl back in the red room. Don’t you think that alone is something that’s worth pursuing?” Wanda suggests, shrugging her shoulders. “Talk to her, Nat. You may be surprised,” she says, her hand reaching out to Natasha’s leg, squeezing it tightly.
She waits for a beat, and stands up. “You’ll never know if you don’t pluck up the courage to follow your heart. You do have one in there you know,” she says with a smile, before leaving Natasha alone.
Tony: I’m a man of action. You have to act first and learn to apologize later, like I do.
Nat: But you never apologize.
Tony: Well, I would if I had ever been wrong.
