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So I re-did a gifset…based on this scene…
Terajk asks: Avengers, Black Widow & or /Deadpool :D (since you didn’t specify, I picked!) Sphallolalia - Flirtatious talk that leads no where.
She hears a low whistle.
Before she’s even around the corner to holding, she has made up her mind to not let him get to her. She made this deal. She has to deal with him.
Natasha turns the chair backward and straddles it, all with her foot. She has a piping hot coffee in each hand. Decaf for him, but she doesn’t say so.
She can not imagine what he is like caffeinated.
“A promise is a promise.” She hands Wade one of the cups.
“Aww. I thought we’d go somewhere a little more private. If you know what I mean.” The place where his eyebrows lie under his mask waggles up and down.
“More private than a solitary prison cell?” She lifts a scarlet eyebrow at him.
yessss all the widow and wade, all the prompts alllll of them mmmm MWAH AHAHAHAHA
IF I COULD HUG THIS FIC I WOULD
Your writing is perfect omfg