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For all those who saw Endgame and had their heart ripped out, this is for you.
Imagines of Natasha Romanoff.
Fluff.
Angst.
Gif.
Smut. (No longer taking smut requests as of 12/18/19)
(GxG , G!p)
Based of Taylor Swifts song 'Death by a thousand cuts'
Prompt:
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Saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts Flashbacks waking me up I get drunk, but it's not enough 'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby I look through the windows of this love Even though we boarded them up Chandelier still flickering here 'Cause I can't pretend it's okay when it's not It's death by a thousand cuts
She wasn't mine. She wasn't anyone's but her own. The times we spent together would wake me up in the middle of the night because I hadn't seen her in months due to a solo mission she was sent on. I was afraid something was going to happen to her and she wasn't even mine.
I dress to kill my time I take the long way home I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright They say, "I don't know" And what once was ours Is no one's now I see you everywhere, the only thing we share Is this small town You said it was a great love One for the ages But if the story's over, why am I still writing pages?
We were together, yes, but like I said she wasn't mine. I'd like to think that maybe in a different universe she was mine and we had the happy ending. No. Nat didn't know how long she would be on the mission for. She ended things. Her. The story wasn't over because I knew as soon as she came back, because it was Nat we were talking about, she would come crawling right back into my bed.
Cause saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts Flashbacks waking me up I get drunk, but it's not enough 'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby I look through the windows of this love Even though we boarded them up Chandelier still flickering here 'Cause I can't pretend it's okay when it's not It's death by a thousand cuts
My heart, my hips, my body, my love Tryna find a part of me that you didn't touch Gave up on me like I was a bad drug Now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club Our songs, our films, united, we stand Our country, guess it was a lawless land Quiet my fears with the touch of your hand Paper cut stings from my paper-thin plans My time, my wine, my spirit, my trust Tryna find a part of me you didn't take up Gave you so much, but it wasn't enough But I'll be alright, it's just a thousand cuts
She had the option to have another hero with her on this mission and she knew I would volunteer. I saw it in the way she looked at me. She told Steve she didn't need anyone on the mission with her. That she only had time to worry about herself. That hurt. Downing the next shot I had in front of me, I felt the burn in the back of my throat as I hoped it would burn her out of my skin and bones. There wasn't a part of my body she didn't touch that was still clean.
I get drunk, but it's not enough 'Cause you're not my baby I look through the windows of this love Even though we boarded them up Chandelier still flickering here 'Cause I can't pretend it's okay when it's not No, it's not It's death by a thousand cuts (you didn't touch) Just tryna find a part of me that you didn't touch My body, my love My trust (it's death by a thousand cuts) But it wasn't enough, it wasn't enough, no, no
I take the long way home I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright They say, "I don't know"
