COMPLETED!
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)
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Requested by: @Rexburn12
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NATASHAS POV
"I THINK WE'RE GOING TO NEED MORE HELP!" I yelled towards the others, dodging a swipe from an alien before shoving my knife in another one.
"THERES TOO MANY OF THEM!" Cap yelled back.
From the corner of my eye I saw Strange standing in the middle of the road, phone in hand.
"Are you really texting right now?" I asked him as I flipped an alien over on their back, stabbing them in the heart.
"I'm calling for backup, agent Romanoff. You'll see." He smirked my way as he held the phone up to his ear.
YOUR POV
My phone started vibrating on the table next to me. I groaned as I swallowed the pasta I had just made myself, curiosity getting the better of me when I saw Dr. Strange was calling me. What could the wizard want?
"I'm eating." I said when I answered.
"We need your help, y/n. We need backup."
"Last time I checked the Avengers didn't need help. You have a god on your team I think you'll be just fine." I rolled my eyes.
"You know I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." He sighed before I heard some fighting on the other end.
"I'm not helping you, Strange. The public hates me and I will not be the target of their abuse! I will not be put in a cage and beaten again! I'm sorry." I spat before ending the call and turning my phone off.
