Steve: *Training New Recruits* Remember! Being An Avenger Means Thinking For Yourself. (Y/N)! If Wanda

Steve: *Training new recruits* Remember! Being an Avenger means thinking for yourself. (Y/N)! If Wanda tells you to jump off a cliff for a mission, what would you do?

Y/N: I would jump, sir! Anything for Wanda, sir!

Steve: Correct- wait no.

Headcanon :

After kate suggested to take up a hobby, yelena started drawing and her favorite thing to draw is kate bishop~~

Shorter hair

I know, I promised angst next. But, come on, it is even possible to ignore the change?

Masterlist. 300 followers celebration. Survivor!nat

You had an absolutely awful day. Some of your work issues were getting out of your control and a few colleagues were getting anxious.

You being responsible for the results of the project gave you an extra flavour of subtle panic. And your last two or three weeks were clouded by those nasty feelings.

You needed your home's calm, Yelena's warmth and a night of dreamless sleep.

"Baby, I'm home!"

You didn't get an answer, even Fanny didn't greet you. Yelena was at home, her keys with the dog trinket were in their usual place.

You tried not to have those extra dangerously disturbing thoughts, instead quietly moving deeper into your apartment. 

The door to your bathroom was barely open. Familiar voice was whispering something in Russian. "Наверное, я поспешила. А что, если ей не понравиться. Идиотка." "I guess, I jumped the gun. What if she doesn't like it. Stupid."

"Hey, babe. Didn't you hear me?" You opened the door and something was very different, Yelena was different.

She quickly turned, but didn't move towards you. Which was another deviation from norm. Usually Yelena was the one to hug and kiss you.

"You're earlier tonight." She nervously shrugged.

"Yeah, I just didn't stay for longer than needed." 

Your eyes were studying the change in your girlfriend's appearance. It was her hair. Not the dirty blond anymore, but darker. Not the long curls anymore, but shorter. You noticed her hand twitching, apparently to make sure, her hair didn't already grow to it's old length.

"What..." She coughed. "What do you think?"

You smiled and approached her, making sure there was permission in her gaze.

"May I?" 

She nodded and obediently tilted her head. You carefully ran your hand through the newly formed volume of your favourite texture. Yelena started quietly humming, when you gently moved from brushing her hair to massaging her scalp.

"It suits you. I love it." 

Yelena felt your warmth on the back of her neck. Tension that was building up from the moment she made this decision was finally leaving her body. 

"You sure?" She pulled you into a hug and vibrated near your heart.

"Of course, babe. Why did you decide to do that?"

"I was afraid you might not like it." Yelena ignored your question and sighed. "What if it was important..."

"Babe, you think I fell in love with your appearance? Am I that shallow?" You jokingly got offended.

"No, but..."

"I will always love your every choice. Short and dark - great, blond and long - awesome. Green and wavy - great choice."

You felt Yelena trying to lose herself in you, gradually sharing your perfume, your experience, your calmness.

"In the Red Room they made us keep our long hair. Certain appearances had to be maintained, if the infiltration mission was involving possible distraction and seduction. And now, I thought..." Her voice started shaking.

"Hey, you don't have to talk about this, You did the right thing. You can do whatever you want, it's only your call. I will support you no matter what."

You felt her smiling so close to you. 

"I love your hair and I will kiss every inch of it every single day." 

I have a fabulous costume in mind

Natasha: I am a cold, heartless killer. Nothing can crack me.

Y/N rushing in, crying: I got a papercut!

Nat, turning around immediately: Oh no, my sweet baby-

Khonshu: RELEASE THE BODY TO MARC, WORM.

Steven:

Khonshu: I SAID-

Steven, exhausted: YEAH I HEARD WHAT YOU FUCKING SAID! I CAN'T NOT HEAR YOU!

Steven: For fucks sake Khonshu, use your bloody inside voice.

Khonshu: YOU DO NOT-

Steven: If you don't use your bloody inside voice, I will rip off your beak and shove it up your ass while using your intestines to muffle your screams.

Khonshu:

Khonshu: ⁱ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵃʳᶜ ᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵈʸ