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ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴅᴏᴡ. ([personal profile] glaza) wrote in [community profile] cuddlecity2017-10-27 02:21 pm

ballerina, you must have seen her

CHARACTERS: Natasha Romanoff + anyone
LOCATIONS: various
WARNINGS: sexy widow antics? idk
SUMMARY: using this for the end of October + November. open starters in the body and closed starters in the comments.




shopping; end of october

[ Halloween isn't something Natasha has ever been able to really celebrate. Not in her youth and only by osmosis when she was older. She knew of it, of course. Later got to enjoy horror movie marathons and candy, was familiar with the parties and costumes. Even indulged in buying some decorations to conspicuously place on Nick's desk. But it was always something surprisingly distant from her even during the month of.

In Cadelle, she wanted to change it up a little bit. While the fliers for the ball were everywhere, she decided it would be better to stay in this time. She went to plenty of parties in Eudio and was still adjusting to being in this new place. Instead of going dress shopping, she let the date for the ball come and go and bought candy to donate to Helping Hands before deciding yes, she would be getting a pumpkin to carve up.

The main problem: how to tell which one was the best? Some were pretty wide. There were a few tall ones. She has a few out on the floor of the store in front of her, arms crossed, and staring down at them with the same kind of intensity she has when trying to figure out an opponent. This was serious, okay.

(Even if she already knew she might just get a second one if she messes up the first one.) ]



sucker punch; there at least once a week

[ Whether she is practicing on a punching bag or doing exercises with weights, Natasha makes it a habit to go to Sucker Punch often. It's one of the few ways she can get out the restless energy inside her and also keeps her skills sharp. Even in a place like this, getting lax with her fighting is unacceptable.

With buds in her ears, music blasting, she'll go at it for hours. It may take getting in the line of fire of her practice swings but if anyone wants a friendly match, she's your woman. ]




more to be added later
fightlikehell: (eyes shut)

for matt;

[personal profile] fightlikehell 2017-10-28 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[A ball really did sound like a fun night for social types. He had meant to talk to her about it. Honestly. But now that they're here, here together just coming home to one another and getting something to eat on the go or both of them attempting to construct a dish was an appealing option. Just as he's coming up the hallway he pauses.

The wafting smell of wax, of....good food. It peaks his interest. Key in the door and he hears the whisper sound of silk on skin.

Not even through the threshold and he's got a smile on his face that no other person here can pull out of him.]


Good evening, Special Agent.
fightlikehell: (readying snark)

[personal profile] fightlikehell 2017-10-28 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[The little thrill of coming home and knowing that she is there has not faded. Matt hopes that it never does. There's a ring of promise on his finger and her own. And the weight of it and the way it clinks against his cane, it just keeps the glow in his heart extending and spreading.

This is his life. And it does feel a lot like the fiction.]


Ah. Well, I think that you wear the title well. Current or former.

[Is there anything she doesn't wear well? Matt sets his cane aside and his glasses are slipping down his nose as he tilts his head down to give her a kiss of hello. Taking off his coat is a little hard but he manages one arm and then the other. Now that is gone he can wrap them around her.]

Would you prefer teacher?