Okay so. Apparently. You inspire me to write. With your stupid epic poetry prompts. Damn you. DAMN YOU. 600 words in half an hour. My essay that took me three weeks. DAMN YOU AND YOUR WONDERFUL INSPIRATIONAL SELF. COME INSPIRE MY THIRD YEAR
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I LOVE THIS FOREVER. The starting with the names and the questioning the memories (I love the Clint-watching-her-dance moment) and then whether she can love with her identity so uncertain, so prescribed by others, and "she is still only acting our her training". And the friends/allies thing. BB NO THE AVENGERS ARE YOUR FRIENDS
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LIKE SERIOUSLY HOW DID YOU -
FUCK YEAH NATASHA
OH MY GOD THE LAST FEW LINES. MY POOR NATASHA.
I LOVE THIS FOREVER. The starting with the names and the questioning the memories (I love the Clint-watching-her-dance moment) and then whether she can love with her identity so uncertain, so prescribed by others, and "she is still only acting our her training". And the friends/allies thing. BB NO THE AVENGERS ARE YOUR FRIENDS
SO MANY NATASHA ~FEELINGS YOU HAVE GIVEN ME
NATAAAAAAAAAAAASHA
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