She’s Not Alone.

Been seeing a lot of hotchreid content and I just have to say

i don’t get it

like i totally respect people who ship them, but i don’t get it. like i never saw any romantic chemistry, like none, 0%. i only ever saw them as like father-son, i didn’t even know people shipped them until i joined tumblr

i love this fic😩😩😩

i’m not saying a suit and jacket update could fix me. but i’m also. not NOT saying that. or something

They're besties, your honor

I am sorry to all of you I have a hundred Wanda x Natasha headcanons in my mind and I’m sharing them all.

Today: nicknames

-Wanda calls Natasha “Tasha”. No one else does it. Natasha has been clear about her disdain for “childish” nicknames.

- But when Wanda became part of the team, suddenly wide-eyed and vulnerable in contrast to her previous unhinged persona, there was very little Natasha was inclined to deny her.

- So Wanda called Natasha “Tasha” once, with her deep voice shushed and trembling, and the redhead did not find it in herself to add yet another spark of sadness on the younger woman’s stare.

- And Wanda took it as some sort of acceptance token, because since that day, she kept calling Natasha “Tasha” both during their many private hangouts, full of cheesy romcoms and vanilla ice cream, and also in front of the very much amused team.

- But no one said anything at the beginning, both because they were certain that Natasha would actually disable them temporally for poking fun at her but also because they’ve never seen the redhead as happy as she is when cuddling with a giggly Wanda, soft secrets whispered during movie nights

- One day, though, Clint can’t help himself and calls Natasha “Tasha”.

- Natasha almost punches him right there and then, reminding him, with a harsh tone laced with outrage, that she hates, hates, hates nicknames.

- (They remind her of the small bits of an innocent childhood she was allowed to have. She doesn’t say that).

- Clint is left unfazed, used to the redhead’s antics, but Wanda overhears the exchange and grows tinier under Natasha’s jacket.

- What follows is an insufferable week of Wanda calling Natasha by her full name as the redhead rakes through her own brain trying figure out what the hell she did wrong.

- So she finally asks her, one Saturday night in which she finds Wanda stargazing on the rooftop, melancholic features searching for something in the sky.

- “Why do you call me “Natasha”? Have I hurt you?”

- Wanda doesn’t conceal her confusion. She tells Natasha that she heard her conversation with Clint and was ashamed about having ever bothered her.

- Natasha purses her lips.

- “No. It’s not the same. You are you. You can call me “Tasha”. To you, I am “Tasha”.

- A silent moment follows and then Wanda’s enchanted smile glints against the darkness of the night. Natasha’s breath hitches.

- “You are my Tasha”, Wanda murmurs in sheer glee, and manages to cuddle against the redhead’s small frame.

- “Yes, dorogoy” Natasha answers, and Wanda never lets her call her anything else.

- (That is, until she becomes love).

can't believe im getting jemily back so soon

the loathing i feel for hotchniss

Fully prepared to get cancelled, but…

I am a Hotchniss anti

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jennifer jareau, the cutest girl ever