clintasha au

cinema au’s nobody asked for

• you’re really pissed becaue i just took the last of your favourite ice-cream flavour but heY YOU’RE REALLY CUTE I DON’T MIND SHARING
• we both accidentally booked seats miles away from our friends and now we have to sit next to each other is it just me or is it getting really hot in here
• if you throw popcorn at my head one more time i’m going to turn around and punch you in the face…very softly…on the mouth…with my mouth…because i have just realised that you are very attractive
• we’re on our first date and we decided to ironically go see some cheesy chick flick but now we’re both crying happy tears at the ending even though we’re trying to hide it so you’re pretty much my soul mate right????
• my friend dragged me off to see a horror movie even though i’m fucking petrified of them and they won’t let me cuddle up to them you might be a complete stranger but my face is now buried into your neck from fear (and hey i really like the way you play with my hair also can i get your number)
• we both just got thrown out for making dick jokes from opposite sides of the cinema and it’s pretty fucking cold outside but you’re shivering so here have my jacket and also my digits
• you just spilled your drink all over me and you offered to trade pants but now that i can see you properly i’d kinda like it if we just had some fun in a bathroom stall while we wait for them to dry

flissforte18 asked:

I love this so much!!!!! 25 and 35 please.

no specified pairing = default clintasha, that’s the new rule

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Clint groans, tugging at his collar. He gestures to his tie. “And can you undo whatever kind of demonic knot this is? I’m suffocating.”

“You’re fine,” Natasha sighs, turning her attention to her reflection in the mirror as she applies her lipstick with a careful, practiced hand.

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.” Clint tugs at the tie fruitlessly.

“Take it off yourself if you’re so adamant.”

“I can’t. I swear, this is the worst kind of torture.”

“I can think of worse,” she says flatly.

Clint realizes his mistake the minute the words leave his mouth but it’s too late to take them back. “Shit, Nat, I’m sorry, I-”

“Clint.” She moves to stand in front of him, gently pulling his hands away from his collar and holding them tightly in her own. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong or do I have to figure it out for myself?”

Loss is nothing new for the two of them, but they’ve always dealt with it by ignoring it, pushing it to the side, piling up their emotional baggage behind mile-high walls and continuing forward through the wreckage. This is something new for them, something foreign, and he finds himself hating it.

“I don’t do funerals, Nat, I can’t-”

“Steve’s our friend, Clint.” She takes another step forward, dropping his hands as she wraps her arms tightly around his waist, resting her chin against his chest as she tilts her head to look up at him. “We owe him this. I owe him this.”

He shakes his head, bringing one hand up to rest lightly on the back of her head, tangled in the curls that are falling loose around her shoulders. “I can’t do this.”

“Neither can I,” she whispers, her voice choked. “Not without you. Please, Clint.”

He’s never been able to say no to her, especially when she’s right and they both know it. “Nat…”

“I’ll be there the whole time.” And then, because it’s Natasha, because they understand each other on some deep level he can’t quite comprehend, she says the thing that he’s been thinking but doesn’t want to voice. “You’re not going to lose me, okay?”

He takes a deep breath, takes her hand, lets her lead him out of the room and downstairs, to where the rest of the team is waiting. “Okay.”


Clintasha 4/10 AUs | "Soulmates"
"Where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate."
"Impossible... you can't be!"
"Sir, we got a problem."


Clint/Natasha AU - [Barton family is compromised]

“On the day my son Josh was born, (Joshua; Natasha insists), she grabbed me (nearly by the throat, but she’d tell anyone otherwise) and made me swear on my bows, on my life, and on my manhood that her son would stay safe. As I watched the redheaded assassin hold him, I allowed myself that minute of peace. I told myself that nothing could be as forgiving as this moment; every terrible thing we had done would be cleaned then, for Joshua was brand new and it was our job to keep him that way. Sure enough, a few years later we welcomed the arrival of a daughter who brought her mom’s cleverness and strength with her. I don’t cry often, but I’ll tell you what, when Mya wrapped her tiny, wrinkled fingers around mine, (as she chewed on them, too), I was a goner. Natasha was never too fond of pink, but because the baby who called her ‘mama’ loved it, Nat figured it must not be so bad. Later, when I listened to Nat sing a Russian lullaby to her fussy daughter, I knew the promise that I made Natasha years ago was something I could never guarantee. Our children were in danger from the moment they were conceived and I tried to convince their protective mother otherwise. I was wrong. So damned wrong. I guess it came with the family name.”


Clintasha & Time Travel:

Clint and Natasha are given a mission that takes them further than they’ve ever been before: back in time. SHIELD needs to send the assassins back to the nineteenth century, where some time jumping mutants are making trouble.


Clintasha headcanons
Phil finds out about their relationship.


CLINTASHA AU - According to official S.H.I.E.L.D. records, Agent Clint Barton brought the infamous Black Widow back to HQ immediately after she surrendered herself. The months leading up to this compromise, however, remain unaccounted for.

“Forget S.H.I.E.L.D. and come with me.”


Clintasha 3/10 AUs | AU/Crossover? Pacific Rim

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