This story is based on the characters created by the Movie Avengers. I don't have any rights to these characters, it's all from Marvel. This is strictly a fan fiction.

Need some Clintasha? You've come to the right place. (random Clintasha one-shots based on the senses) [ cover made by @persephonee- ] -- Budapest was afterwards. Budapest was sitting in a shitty diner eating fatty cheese fries. Budapest was cheese fries “taking years off my life” and the way he grinned in response. Budapest was cuts and bruises and fun. -- “I don’t see why they sit on the same side, if I was dating, I’d sit across— that way I could see them better when carrying on a conversation,” she said. “It’s because couples like to grope each other,” he replied. -- Clint never thought he’d be making out in a closet like a teenager with anyone, least of all the ice-cold great assassin. -- Another crash of thunder broke the silence, and he instinctively grabbed hold of her. Realizing it was just thunder, he let go. “Thought it was an explosion for a minute,” he whispered.

How the rest of the team found out what happened in Budapest.

❤︎✧Clintasha romance novel✧❤︎ Book 1 (Completed) Teenage years + Romanogers and Buckynat moments ( I'm just borrowing the characters from Marvel and changing their backgrounds and personalities, still Clintasha though ꒰'•௰•' ꒱ ) Natasha Romanoff is every girl's and boy's dream. She's got the looks, she's kind, she's rich. Mr Romanoff is a business magnate while Mrs Romanoff is the chairwoman of some high society club. They live in a mansion, with a swimming pool and a private chauffeur. She's got the perfect life, well almost. Natasha suffers from chronic heart failure, an illness that has plagued her since her childhood years. She spends most of her time checking in and out of the hospital, what she deems as causing trouble to others and for that, she's always apologetic. Truth be told, she's never gotten to use that swimming pool at her house. Luckily for her, she's got a supportive group of friends who are always there for her, especially when Joseph and his gang are out to bully her. Clint Barton is one such supportive friend in her group, although he evidently looks out for her way more than just a friend should. He's an orphan, his parents died in a car accident when he was 14, and since then, he's been taking on jobs while schooling at the same time to pay for his school fees. He lives by himself in a two-room apartment and he always feels he can do more for others even with his limited means. When Natasha's parents decide to take her to New Zealand to receive treatment, Clint doesn't know if he can live without seeing her everyday. Natasha soon slips into a coma after reaching New Zealand while a new charismatic friend joins her group back at school and seems to take an interest in Clint. Would Clint wait for her, or would he decide to move on? Book 1: I'll wait for you (Completed) Book 2: I'll stay with you (Completed) Book 3: I'll fight for you (Completed) Book 4: I love you (Completed)

a collection of most likely terrible short stories that all involve Clint Barton aka Hawkeye and my husband or me Natasha Romanoff aka Black hisba or most likely us both xxx enjoy

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)

Hey guys! well this is the first story I've ever written and all my friends loved it and convinced me to post it so here you go! As always i don't own anything, the characters reserved to Marvel, the fan art is something i just found and edited i don't own anything except the story. Summary: Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff never thought twice about having each others backs while fighting, so why are they having second thoughts about their feelings? Why does Natasha keep pushing Clint away? Will this ruin them forever, or perhaps come between a mission? I guess that's for me to write, and you to discover.

In order for Clint to find Natasha he must find out allot more than he knows of agent Natasha Romanoff's horrific past.

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