That face you make when you find weird shit at stores, and then offer it to your friend.
To the other writers out there,
do you ever dream something so beautifully terrifying that you turn it into something tangible?
natasha’s humor is so great though because it’s almost close to but also completely different from what you’re used to seeing from other (male) antihero characters - you know, the whole Charming Asshole, snarky-in-the-face-of-danger, devil-may-care vibe (see: tony stark, peter…
tell me im cute then fuck me
I will not. I will tell you that you are beautiful. Then i will take you to the park and we will have an amazing time and mabe stare into eachothers eyes and kiss for a while. Mabe we will take some time and stare at the clouds while we hold eachothers hands. And then whem it starts to get late, ill take you home and wish you good night as I kiss your forehead amd say, “I cant wait to see you tomorrow.”