So I had many Clint/Natasha feels after the movie. Many, many of them.
So I started painting this, because of said feels and got carried away and hours and hours later, voila. I just… I want to build a whole new pre movie headcanon where they play spy, go on missions together, and collapse in bed at the end of the day, getting rid of the one billion weapons they’re carrying just to hold onto each other, quietly, skin to skin. So this what my mind came up with :)
Painted on photoshop. Not sure about some little details, but I’m just letting it go because of reasons. Hope you like it :)
♣ natasha romanova
it’s not the length of a life that matters…just the depth of it. the chances we take. the paths we choose. how we go on after our hearts break. hearts always break. and so we bend with our hearts. and we sway. but in the end…what matters is that we loved…and lived.