HOLY SHIT YES PLEASE
DO YOH EV EN HA VE TO ASK
WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT. JUST MAKE IT HAPPEN
Why is this even being asked? Is there an option that isn’t “DEARGODYESOMG”?
i fear time travel shenanigans, but i don’t fear them enough to overcome my deep desire to see this teamup
what if no time travel shenanigans. what if it’s little old i’m not dead yet you sanctimonious fucks peggy carter who would like to die with her boots on, and natasha is actual the only agent in the world who can actually keep up with her when she sneaks out of the hospital, steals a few wallets, digs up a few old shield weapons caches, and toodles cheerfully off to europe to go out in a blaze of nazi-hunting glory like she wanted to before her damn grandkids came over all fussy and took her guns away.
natasha romanoff has been trained as a remorseless and deadly superspy since she was a baby and she is so, so, so glad that she was never assigned to keep up with agent carter before the two hip surgeries, a knee replacement, and a case of alzheimer’s took a bit of her edge off.
natasha calls steve every night and bitches about what deranged death-defying shit the ancient hellbat has managed to live through today and steve just giggles at her over the phone.
‘put peggy on,’ he says.
‘i will not, the two of you just encourage each other.’
‘is that steve?’ peggy wants to know.
‘put steve on the phone, i want to sext him.’
‘natasha give peggy the phone.’
#battle granny#at one point she drags a large and terrified blonde personal trainer into a mob shoot-out#it’s not a good time for anyone#rogers you are being a shit backup today what is your problem#“MY NAME IS BRAD AND I WANT TO GO HOME
i feel vaguely guilty for how much i want this to happen