All Of These Are Amazing- - Blog Posts

Old art

🖊🖊🖊

Hello!

You can have three very random bits. :)

----------------

Natasha screamed out hoarsely. Her own arms moved to shield her head, she flinched like you might hit her.

---------

Sipping her tea, Wanda watched the Spiderman for a moment. There were textbooks strewn across the nearby kitchen table and he was sprawled on the sofa like he had tripped over his feet and stopped moving when he’d landed somewhere soft.

She wondered if it was more pathetic that he’d obviously realised he was too tired to study and still had only managed to make it a few feet across the room before collapsing. He should be in bed, she thought hypocritically as she drank.

----------

A tall woman with dark hair half runs after you in the hallway. She catches your arm and you stop.

‘Agent Hill.’ She introduces herself. You just stand there.

‘Agent Romanoff.’ The woman begins again. You bristle at the formality and Agent Hill notices. ‘Natasha.’ She corrects softly. ‘She has items on board, she has you listed as next of kin.’

Your jaw clenches so hard that you can’t speak. You barely manage a stiff nod as you follow Agent Hill to a small room on the base.

She stands in the doorway. You wait pointedly not moving until she’s gone. Then, you check everywhere. Natasha isn’t gone. She can’t be. She made you a promise.

You check every hiding spot that you’ve ever known her to have. You know you’re acting frantic, you can’t even process what they’re suggesting. She made you a promise. She wouldn’t disappear on you.

All you find, taped to the back of her nightstand, is a carefully folded photo of you. Once you start crying, you can’t stop.