"the wildfire inside of her burned to be set free" [ a story in which two badasses get along ] *COMPLETED* ©-bloodyknuckles

simply everything about that girl was electrifying.

~ 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)

WATTY NOMINEE 2019 There are many things that make a man great. Heroism. Bravery. Strength. Reputation. But above all, a sad truth is that purpose is necessary to lead all men to greatness. To truly live a life worth speaking of is to find a purpose, however great or small. None is too insignificant to impact the world in a great way, and to find those that walk this path choose their future for themselves. They choose a future of comfort and pain. They choose joy and sorrow. They choose delight and regret. They choose honor and betrayal. This is the sorrow of the great man. He chooses to be Bound by Purpose. -A three part book beginning with The First Avenger and concluding with End Game-