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Reblogging again bc I’ve been watching it for awhile (for characterization purposes!) and I thought Widow was running a little, erm, poorly. But then I remembered her ankle got pinned under that beam when the Helicarrier was attacked and this AMAZING BITCH IS RUNNING ON A BROKEN ANKLE.

ain’t no broken limb gonna stop the truly fierce one

you go black widow

Avengers + Mean Girls

  • Hawkeye:

    *double take, leans forward* In the name of all that is holy, will you look at Steve Rogers's uniform?

  • Black Widow:

    *eye roll* Of course, all the Avengers are on the same assignment.

  • Hulk:

    Who're the Avengers?

  • Hawkeye:

    They're superhero royalty. If S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ was People Magazine, they'd always be on the cover.

  • Black Widow:

    *pointing* That one there---that's Steve Rogers. He's one of the dumbest guys you will ever meet. Clint went on a mission to Afghanistan with him last year.

  • Hawkeye:

    He asked me how to spell "shield."

  • Black Widow:

    And that little one---that's Tony Stark.

  • Hawkeye:

    He's totally rich because his dad founded Stark Industries. And invented the flying car, or so Tony claims.

  • Black Widow:

    *leans in toward Hulk* Tony Stark knows everybody's business. He knows everything about everyone.

  • Hawkeye:

    That's why his hair is so spiky: it's full of secrets.

  • Black Widow:

    And evil taken a divine form in Thor Odinson. Don't be fooled, 'cause he might seem like your typical selfish, backstabbing, slut-face ho-bag, but in reality, he is so much more than that.

  • Hawkeye:

    He's the king of the pride, the star---those other two are just his little workers. *glances at Black Widow; both shudder*

ironfries:

It’s all right, he tells himself, she’ll be all right, and Tony told him it was just the arm, and it’s all that keeps him going for the next thirty-four hours.  He’s on a mission in Astana and he used to think it was a beautiful city, but now it just reminds him far too much of Budapest.

When he gets home, he goes straight to the hospital wing.  He knows there should be a debrief, he should drop off his gear, hell, he should shower, but when he heads for his quarters, he somehow ends up taking a left when he meant (or maybe he didn’t mean) to take a right, and then he’s down in medical and it’s the first time he’s ever been there voluntarily.

(Except it isn’t voluntary, not at all; if he’d been there, if he’d had Nat’s back like he was supposed to, like he swore they always would, then he wouldn’t be here at all and Natasha would be down in the rec room with the other Avengers and he’d be watching, watching her laugh, and she can never know how much he loves watching her laugh.)

ficlet by jey. hello secretly-in-love-with-natasha clint feelings!

so who thought this was gonna be a cheerful avengers team pic trying to cheer nat up? ha ha ha sobs

#the greatest #i’ve got red in my ledger. i’d like to wipe it clean.  #she manipulates people’s gendered expectations of her to extract information #she conducts interrogations by letting people think they’ve bested her #by letting men think they’ve bested her #because she’s small and fragile and female and she is emotional and easy to snap in half #and then she tears them apart #and it’s the greatest thing and you’re the greatest thing and i love you #get your own movie

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