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Tony: How did none of you hear what I just said?!
Steve: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.
Clint: I got distracted halfway through.
Natasha: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
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Natasha whispered: Don't act like you're not going to end the night moaning to her praises
Clint: Jesus, Natasha!
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#ai art#clintasha#clint barton#natasha romanoff#clint x natasha#black widow#hawkeye#marvel#mcu#marvel cinematic universe#marvel comics#the avengers
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Baby Monster | NR
Summary: you’ve always been an angry child, what happens when your mom finally hits her limit?
Request: 3 year old beats up avengers for no reason at all or you can make up a reason
Word Count: 1.7k
Warnings/Content: Minor Fighting&Violence / bad mom Nat / inaccurate autism discovery
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Natasha curled in on herself as she muffled her sobs behind her fists. She could hear you screaming, hear you yelling at anyone who dared to look your way. The redhead was shaking, though she wasn’t sure if it was fear, anger or pure distress. You had always been a wild child, Natasha assumed it was because you were the daughter of an assassin. She thought it was her fault that you were complete unmanageable, she never had a mother or a role model. Natasha had no right pretending to know how to be a mom and now she was to blame for raising another mess of a human being. But Natasha knew one thing, she loved you so much.
The widow took a few moments to pull herself together and steady her breathing. She emerged from her bedroom when she heard you scream again. When your outbursts first started, Natasha would snap into action at your yelling, fearing you were in danger. Now, she dreaded having to find you when she heard your cries. “Romanoff!” Natasha heard from a distance “come get your child!” Tony yelled in frustration. The redhead rubbed at her tired eyes before heading to the common room, she was completely numb to the sight she was met with.
Tony and Clint were cowering in the corner while you flicked your legs out towards Wanda. The witch knew she had an easy answer to end this situations, but she was completely against using her magic on a 3 year old. “Y/n you need to calm down” she said as she protected herself with her arms. “No!” You screamed as you attacked her hands with your nails. “Leave me alone!” You cried as you rolled onto your stomach. Wanda took the opportunity to attempt to lift you up, but the high pitched scream you let out as soon as her hands touched you changed her mind. “Stop it now y/n!” The witch said, her voice remaining calm as always.
Natasha watched as the seen unfolded, eyes welling up with anger. You continued to kick and yell, the sound causing her ears to ring and the blood in her chest boil. This was her final straw. She couldn’t take it anymore. “ENOUGH!” The redhead suddenly screamed, silencing the room, including you. Natasha hated shouting at you, even when you were miss behaving. She didn’t want you to grow up thinking you would get screamed at for every inconvenience, but she’d held on for as long as she could. “Mommy?” You whimpered. “Be quiet y/n!” Natasha said, a stern look still on her face “I’ve had enough of this! I can’t take it anymore! I don’t know how to help you y/n” she continued, looking over at Clint “I think we have to go to plan b” she cried quietly.
The archer stepped forward cautiously “Natasha” he whispered “we said it would be a last, last resort” Clint said. “I know” Nat muttered “but that’s where we are” she said as she crossed her arms across her chest. “What’s going on?” Wanda asked. “I’ll pack her bag” Natasha said, ignoring the brunette witch. She turned on her heels and exited the room before you could blink “mommy” you whined as you watched her red hair disappear “un-uncle Clint?” You whimpered as your nerves took over. Clint gave Wanda and Tony a knowing look and the pair quickly made their way elsewhere.
“I need you to listen to me sweetheart” your uncle said as he approached you “your attitude lately has been bad, and mommy doesn’t know how to help you anymore. Neither do I. So we’re gonna take you to a doctor okay, and you might stay their for a little while” Clint said. “No” you yelled as you ran at him with your tiny fists “no y/n” Clint said as he quickly took hold of you, restraining you softly. “Listen to me sweetheart, your mommy loves you okay. This won’t be forever I promise” he attempted to soothe. You thrashed weakly in Clint’s arms. Why was Natasha sending you away? What did you do wrong?
It was two weeks since you’d been gone, since Natasha send you away. The guilt was eating away at her with every passing day. The redhead felt stiff as she made her way through the kitchen, she had finally fallen asleep on the couch after not resting for 2 days. Your mom hadn’t been outside of the tower since she sent you away, and she could barely leave her room most days. Natasha couldn’t handle the constant whispers and judgemental looks. She never wanted this to happen, but she had no choice. The widow was pulled from her thoughts when Clint spoke up from the doorway “Nat, dr Abrams is here to see you” he said stoically. “Let’s go to my office” Natasha said.
Your mom guided your doctor down to her office, hiding her trembling hands beneath her hoodie. “How are you doing Miss Romanoff?” Dr Abrams asked. Natasha nearly scoffed at his concern “how’s y/n” she said, changing the subject. “She’s doing well” the doctor said. “Have you done the assessment?” Natasha asked. She knew it would take a little while, but your mom had been going mad while you were undergoing tests. “Yes that’s why I’m here” Abrams said, Natasha let out a sigh of relief. “I’ve spoken to her psychologists and paediatricians. We’ve made a diagnosis of autism, it’s a learning disability characterised by-“ Natasha’s face dropped “I know what it is” she said.
All this time, your mom thought you were just an uncontrollable kid. She thought that she was failing as a mother, and in that moment she believed it the most. “Miss Romanoff?” Your doctor asked, breaking the silence. “When can she come home?” Your mom asked. “We’ll continue to monitor her for another week or two in order to find the best way to proceed with her treatment” Dr Abrams said. Natasha felt the guilt rise through her chest “bring her home. Today” she said. “I’m sorry it doesn’t work like that” the doctor frowned. “It wasn’t a request” Natasha said, giving her signature glare.
She doesn’t know how, but Tony had managed to convince (or bribe) your doctors to send you home. You were on the way back now, terrified that your mom was still angry with you. Natasha was waiting patiently in the common room, holding on tightly to a new stuffed bear. Your mom was desperate to come and collect you herself, but Clint convinced her to stay behind and prepare your favourite dinner. The archer opted to go and get you, he knew you would be less anxious to see him first. You had your uncle wrapped around your little finger and you knew he wouldn’t be mad at you anymore.
Natasha paced the room frantically until she finally heard Clint’s car pull up outside. She couldn’t wait to have you home again. You whined as you climbed out of the car, convincing your uncle to carry you up to the common room. “Is mommy still mad at me?” You quietly asked. You had wanted to ask the second you saw him, but your voice felt lost. Clint was careful not to answer you until you were about to walk through the door, he didn’t want to make you nervous with his response, although he knew the real answer was no. “Why don’t we go and find out” he smiled as he set you down, allowing you to take the lead into the common room.
You pushed open the door slowly and your eyes lit up when you saw the decorated room. There was a huge welcome home banner hanging from the ceiling and balloons floating freely around the room. “Hi my baby” Natasha said in her softest voice, crouching down and extending her arms. “Mama” you whimpered as you approached her. “Oh my girl I missed you so much!” Nat smiled. “You’re not mad at me anymore mama?” You quietly asked. “Oh no baby girl, no I promise! Mama was never mad at you. I’m so sorry for shouting and…and for sending you away. Mommy was wrong and I’m so sorry” Natasha said as she frowned with guilt.
“I forgive you mama!” You said as you threw yourself into your mom’s arms. “Oh my girl” Natasha cooed as she squeezed you tight “I promise to be a better mommy from now on ok, I’m gonna help you” she said. “Help me get better?” You shyly asked. Natasha’s heart ached at your words “no baby, you don’t need to get better because there’s nothing wrong with you” she emphasised as she held your little face in her soft hands. “But the doctor said I have autism, and that I need medicine” you questioned. “And that’s true baby, but it doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you. It just means that your brain works a little differently, but I promise you that is not a bad thing” your mom said.
“So I’m not bad?” You innocently asked. Natasha looked deeply into your watery eyes, she would never forgive herself for letting this happen. “No. No y/n I promise you’re not bad. You are my beautiful brave and perfect little girl” your mama smiled. “Listen to me, things might be hard for a little while, but I promise you they will be okay. We’ll be okay baby girl, because mommy has you. Mommy has you always!” Natasha exclaimed as she kissed every inch of your skin “I love you so much!” She said. “I love you too mommy!” You smiled as you threw yourself back into Natasha’s arms.
When you finally pulled back, you eyed the ball of fur sitting beside your mom. You knew instantly what it was, Natasha always got you one when she had upset you. “Can I have my bear mommy?” You asked with a cheeky grin. Your mom couldn’t help but laugh as you looked back at her with her own signature smirk. “Of course you can baby, you can have anything you want” she said as she pulled the bear from behind her back. Natasha grinned from ear to ear as she watched you meet your new friend, she was filled with joy as she saw the daughter she knew you truly were. You ran around happily showing Clint your new bear, and Natasha knew then that you were going to be alright. Everything was going to be alright.
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A/N: Please note that this story is to highlight parental figures mistaking the signs of autism. An Autistic diagnosis is never usually reached this way. This is a work of fiction written to show the ways in which females are often mistreated when showing autistic traits.
- Astara Bell
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I don’t have a type…
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Someone is angry because her partner ruined the mission.
The partner just wants to look great in the photo.
The original :p
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“Where are you going?” Clint said, confusedly taking Nat’s drink. “To dance!” she replied, shaking out her hair and heading onto the floor.
“Is that Romanoff dancing?” Coulson asked, sidling up to Clint. He nodded.
“Distracting a target?”
“Nah, no target tonight.”
“…Maybe you are the target.”
Clint glanced at Coulson. “Did you say something?”
“Point proven.”
inspired by this
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"chef/food critic au"
clint is a chef and natasha is a food critic
maybe natasha has been his food critic since he’s opened and he always gets nervous when he sees her
changes her hair a lot but only really wears wigs just to throw him off and changes her style (doesn’t do it to any other restaurant she critics but him)
he’s the only one that can recognize her bc he can spot her eyes from a mile away
she has this kind of walk/posture he’s only seen once when he was in the circus(?) so he can tell it’s her even with her back to him
she really loves his food and gets it delivered a lot but has them drop it off her door for no contact so people don’t know where she lives and her name is also an alias when she orders bc duh
goes into the restaurant for once to eat there just as a customer bc she actually really enjoys the vibe and tries to blend in but he sees her bc of course he does
*these are just our ideas to help you guys write them if you want! put your own spin to them! we would love love love to read them and give you all the support! and feel free to leave me, or Alice, a message or an ask about your au ideas, if you have any, or to send us your work! tag us (@scarlettjohanssones & @alicebecketts) and use our tag #clintnAUt*
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The newest Thunderbolts run had major Winterwidow moments
And now the Hawkeye & Black Widow run is having some Clintasha moments
I'm so confused Marvel, can we please just pick one ship lmao
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~ Tony, after asking Clint to reach something for him. ~
Tony: What’s it like being tall?
Tony: Is it nice?
Tony: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Clint: It is nice.. but we tall people live in constant fear of the short ones. Who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table, and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Natasha: That was one time!
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2024 Welcome Back Recs
HELLO!! 🤗 What has been going on? How are you?
I miss you, I miss this place, I miss writing and reading Clintasha fics. In an effort to change that, let's bring back Recs 💘
Because of my new busy schedule, recs will be posted monthly. No theme yet. I'd like to highlight the most recent authors still generously giving us content for a while. Thank You, Authors!
Welcome Home (Art) by scottxlogan
Returning to their apartment after a long, undercover mission has left them rubbing elbows with the city's elite for far too long with no time for each other, Clint and Natasha decide that perhaps it's time to find another way to unwind and have a little fun together.
Quis Custodiet by AlphaFlyer/@AlphaFlyer
The trials, tribulations, and occasional benefits of having gods, monsters, super soldiers, and master spies infiltrate your work place.
you took my soul & wiped it clean by archers_and_spies/@asterarchers
To partnership, Natasha supplies. To friendship and love and answering the door from beyond the grave.
Are They or Aren’t They? by Ultra
Five times the Avengers think they’ve figured out whether Hawkeye and the Black Widow are dating, and one time there’s no doubt.
if memories are shadows (we'd best not waste the light) by daughterofrohan/@natrasharomanova
Coulson and Fury have been on his case about helping her adjust - and he’s trying - but she’s like listening to music in a foreign language; every once in a while a word jumps out at him that he recognizes but he can’t yet string them together to make a sentence. This, though, is a language he understands.
Next Thing You Know by kiss_me_cassie/@cassiesinsanity
"Yelena once told me that in her story I was a science teacher living out west with my husband, who rehabbed houses."
Anything? Anything. by ScavengersSuccotash/@scavengerssuccotash
For the Tumblr Prompt:“I want you to be the first.” (Interpret “first” however you like) “You can do anything you want.” “Anything?” “Anything.” “I want you to make a mess of me.” “And babe? I want you to go slow.”
Welcome the most useless guy here! (We take that back.) by YYink
Clint Barton left for what? 5 minutes top. And hes forcefully “dragged” back by Natasha. He has no Clue what’s happening till he finds outs hes been handcuffed to Thor. (He just woke up)
Guilt by the Numbers by firlalaith/@firlalaith
Clint finds out how many agents died on the helicarrier….
#clintasha#hawkeye#clint barton#black widow#strike team delta#natasha romanov#clint x natasha#ao3 fanfic#clintasha fanfiction#iriel3000fics
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Clint: Talk dirty to me, baby~
Natasha: The dishes.
Clint: Wh-
Natasha: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.
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Kate waves a chocolate bunny with its ass bitten off: My ass hurts.
Yelena waves back with a chocolate rabbit with its ears bitten off: What?
Clint: What are they doing?
Natasha: It's Yelena's first Easter while dating.
Clint sipping his coffee: Well... Happy Easter.
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We Saved Each Other (Part Seven)
Summary: Your mom starts to notice some differences in your behaviour and she’s not the only one. With the help of Maria and Clint they figure out the next steps
Word Count: 1.9k
Parings: (Natasha x Daughter!Reader) (Natasha x Clint) (Natasha x Maria)
Warnings: Crying, panic attacks, talks of autism symptoms/diagnosis (written from personal experience with my own autism)
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A week ago, you and Natasha moved into Clint’s barn. It had been recently refurbished so it was the perfect place for you and your mom to take residency in. There was a cozy fireplace in the living room and the windows held a beautiful view of the wide fields. Although you were excited to have your new mommy and be living next door to your uncle, auntie and cousins, you were having a hard time settling in. Natasha was starting to notice some differences in your behaviour, the way you reacted to light and sounds and the subtle ways you were a little different to Lila. The young Barton was the only example Nat had of a normal upbringing for a child and in the months you’ve been with her it was obvious you weren’t developing in the same way. Natasha just thought it was your red room upbringing, they didn’t exactly care about the well being of their widows.
The interruption to your routine once again had Natasha’s suspicions on high alert. You were seeming to thrive at the tower but this big change was taking its toll on you. It was yet another restless night for you both, you were again taking residence in your mamas bedroom. “Come on sweetheart, just close those pretty eyes and I’m sure you’ll be asleep before you know it” Natasha whispered “I don’t like the sheets mommy” you whined. Your mom had brought seven different sets of bedsheets by now, both for your bed and her own, but you seemed to hate them all. “I know baby, I promise I’ll go and get our old ones in the morning” Natasha said as she gently stroked your head. You were desperate for your old bedsheets, they were so soft and comfy, they felt like heaven. You continued to fidget a little longer until the exhaustion finally caught up with you and you finally fell asleep.
Breakfast was the next mountain to climb, there had been no time to grocery shop so the cupboards were filled with little to nothing from the Barton’s pantry. Every morning you had coco pops, but since moving in all there had been were cornflakes and you hated them. They went soggy in the milk and got stuck all around your teeth. Natasha has tried to offer you other alternates including pop tarts but all you wanted were your coco pops. “You won’t grow big and strong if you don’t eat your breakfast y/n” Natasha cooed in the hopes today would be the day you would actually eat the cornflakes (or anything else for that matter). “I don’t like it” you mumbled as your eyes became watery “oh sweetheart don’t cry” Natasha said as she came to your side “how about mommy takes a trip to the store after I pick up our sheets okay?” She suggested “yes please” you said.
You begged Natasha to take you with her to the tower, you couldn’t bare to leave her side. Your mom explained that there was work being done and it would most likely be very busy but still, you refused to let go of her as she tried to pass you into Clint’s waiting arms. “I think I’m just gonna have to take her with me” Nat sighed as she adjusted you on her hip. “You need a ride?” Clint asked “yeah that’d be great actually” Natasha smiled, grateful for the extra pair of hands. You fell asleep during the journey, giving your mom a few minuets to finally get a little rest of her own. “Somethings wrong Clint I can feel it” the redhead muttered as she looked down at your sleeping form. “Is she sick?” Clint politely asked, “no, no something else is wrong” Nat sighed “it’s something else, I just don’t know what”
As soon as Natasha stepped foot in the tower you bolted awake as the sound of drills invaded your head. You cried loudly into your mamas neck and wrapped your hands tightly around your ears. “Shhh sweetheart it’s okay it’s just some construction work remember” Nat cooed in an attempt to calm you down. “Let’s get up to your room” Clint suggested, leading you both quickly to the elevator. You calmed slightly when the doors finally shut, opening your eyes to blink up at your mama. “See you’re okay baby” she whispered. When the three of you arrived at your desired floor, it was apparent that the work being done wasn’t just confined to the lobby. You shrieked at the sudden appearance of hundreds of workers, all of them men and racing past you in every direction.
You squirmed out of Natasha’s hold and crashed to the floor in a panic. “It’s alright y/n, come on let’s go get our things” Nat said as she crouched down to lift you back up. “No!” You yelled as hands attempted to pick you up off the floor. You found your feet and they took you running through the forest of tall legs around you. “Y/n!” Natasha called after you, the fear of loosing you setting in quickly. She began to run after you, swiftly followed by Clint. The two bumped into every worker as they tried to keep their eyes on you but soon enough you were out of eyes reach. “Y/n!” Natasha called again, throwing a builder to the floor as he crossed her path. She came to an abrupt stop as the crowd around her dispersed and she was met with the many hallways leading to different parts of the tower.
Clint came crashing into Nats side and managed to stop them both from hitting the floor. “Natasha take a deep breath” he said as she met the widows eyes “she can’t have gone far we’ll find her” he assured. “Clin- Clint” Natasha stammered “I can’t- breath- Clint” she mumbled as she tried to take a breath. “Natasha, hey, look at me, you need to breath for me, like this ok” Clint said as he began to take deep breaths encouraging Nat to do the same. The red head didn’t know what was happening to her, sure she’d had many panic attacks and breakdowns before but they had never been this bad. By now, Clint had learned how to best help his friend when these moments arose, he led Natasha a few feet down one of the several hallways where it was slightly quieter.
Nat pressed her back against the wall and gently slid down to the floor. “Natasha” Clint said as he crouched done next to the redhead “deep breaths okay, in and out, you’ve done it before you can do it again” he calmly spoke. Natasha was just starting to regain control of her breath when Maria came running down the hall “Romanoff” she called, the widow immediately turning off her emotions when the agent appeared “it’s y/n she’s in your guys room” Maria said, out of breath from her small jog. Natasha didn’t waste a second as she stood to her feet and sprinted wildly down the corridor. She almost crashed into the door but managed to stop herself before she could burst in and scare you even more. “I’ll be here” Clint said from a few doors down, giving Natasha the space to comfort you.
“Y/n baby” Natasha quietly called as she slowly pushed open the door “are you in here?” You peaked your head out from under the covers when you heard your mothers voice. Her eyes landed on yours and she softly walked over to the bed “what happened sweetheart, did you get scared?” Natasha asked, you nodded your little head as you reached out to your mom “too loud mommy” you whimpered. Natasha didn’t hesitate for a moment as she came to scoop you up into her arms “oh baby I’m sorry, I should’ve known it might upset you.” She cooed as she wrapped you up in her embrace. You let our soft whimpers as your mama gently rocked you, the motion slowly lulling you to sleep. “You have a nap baby girl, I’ll get us home okay” Natasha whispered.
A soft knock on the door brought Nat back to reality “come in” she quietly said. “How is she?” Clint asked as he peered around the door “asleep, the noise scared her I think” Natasha said. “Can I talk to you? Can we talk to you?” Clint said, pushing the door wider to reveal Maria stood beside him. “What’s wrong?” Natasha said in a fearful tone “nothings wrong I promise, it’s just, well we wanted to talk to you about y/n. About maybe getting her tested for a learning disability” Clint said. “What” Natasha said, gritting her teeth. She gently placed you down between the sheets and ushered the two agents outside. “What the hell are you talking about?” She said frustratedly. “Well” Clint began “this morning in the car when you were saying that you thought something was wrong with her” he said “I didn’t say something was wrong with her” Natasha cut him off “she’s not stupid” she bit at the pair. “No ones saying she is” Maria said “she might just have some different needs” she finished.
“Are you calling my daughter special needs Hill?” Natasha questioned angrily. “Natasha calm down we’re just trying to help, we’re concerned and I know you are too” Clint said. “I guess she is different I just- figured it was because of the red room” Natasha said sadly “but it’s not is it” she sighed. There was a moments pause before Maria spoke up again. “I noticed a few things when we were at the store a few weeks ago, when she got lost. And Clint said he’s noticed some stuff to” she said. Clint cleared his throat “she obviously doesn’t like loud noises and crowds are defiantly an issue for her” he said “there’s other things as well like her delayed speech and her reaction to light. I’m worried it might be autism” he finished. “Autism” Natasha questioned. She had heard of it before but remained unsure of what it actually looked like, if any girls at the red room where found to have any kind of disability they were executed.
“So what do we do?” Nat asked, all she wanted to do was keep you safe so although the circumstances made her nervous she knew she would do whatever it takes to help you. “We can get a shield professional to asses her” Maria said “they’ll look at her behaviour over a period of time and then make a diagnosis” Natasha let out a nervous sigh “okay” she whispered. “Whatever happens we’ll be here for her, and you” Clint said. “Will they take her away from me?” Natasha asked, keeping her tears at bay. “No of course not” Maria said “Natasha it’s not your fault” she continued when she realised the root of Nat’s worry. “Hey look at me” Clint said “nothing will ever change the fact that she’s your daughter. This will just allow us to help her.” He said. “Okay” the redhead sighed “I’ll set everything up” Maria smiled, excusing herself to get back to work. “Why don’t I take you both home” Clint said.
The journey back felt longer than usual. You stayed soundly asleep in your mamas lap as she gazed down at you with love. Natasha was battling with the thousand thoughts racing through her head. Would people look at you different if you had a learning disability and how would you cope with another issue on top of the mountain of ones you already had. The widow pulled you closer into her chest as you began to squirm “shhhhh you’re okay, mamas here baby” she cooed. “Mommy” you whispered “bad dream” you whimpered. “I’m sorry sweetie. Mommy’s here okay. I’ll always protect you” Natasha said as she gently kissed your forehead. She meant every word, she would always and forever look out for you.
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Clint: Everyone is always like; “How’d you get with Natasha?” “How’d you bag Natasha?” Bro I didn’t bag shit. Natasha picked me up, by my neck, threw me over her shoulder, and I’ve been on it ever since. And I don’t have any plans on getting off anytime soon.
Nat: *Winks*
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