I plan on spending the rest of my life with her, but we’re assassins. There’s no picket fence, no little Hawkeyes and Black Widows in our future. Our lives will end in blood. That’s just the way it is. We both accept that, and swore to make the most of the time we did have. [x]
now you sound like you.
#i m gonna need jesus #stop giving each others tiny smiles #when was the last time you actually saw each other #because she was in fuckin russia #and you were observing the tesseract #super duo being seperated and reunited when one of them is compromised #i demand at least a ”long time no see asshole” hug #drown me in this otp may i never recover from it and end up in a foggy haze
this week on agents of shield
"barton and romanoff never have an extraction plan they go in knowing that"