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Prompt:
Requested by: @Arctic_Ignis
Based off the song 'Monster' by Beth Crowley
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I sleep all day, I prowl at night
Do anything to feel alive
I'm in the end, just what you made me
I look the same
But I'm not fine
The master of my own disguise
If you knew the truth, you'd probably hate me
I need a fight
I've got you, in my sights
Only one of us will make it out alive
I'm turning into a monster
You better run and hide
Turning into a monster, right before your eyes
My tongue is a weapon and I'm locked and loaded
When you least expect it you won't know it's coming
And I'll strike
Natasha Romanoff was many things and in her eyes, a monster was at the top of the list. She was made and formed in the mold of her enemies. She didn't know which parts of her were real and which parts of her she made just to please other people. But one thing she knew for sure, was she was a damned good hunter and y/n y/l/n was her next target.
Cause I'm a monster
I'm merciless
When will you learn
Set fires just to watch them burn
I bet you never saw me coming
Delirium takes over me
You're just another casualty
I can hear your heartbeat drummin'
I need a fight
I've got you, in my sights
Only one of us will make it out alive
I'm turning into a monster, you'd better run and hide
Turning into a monster right before your eyes
She had you writhing under her as the knife was held to your throat. All she had to do was put a little pressure and you'd be bleeding out within seconds. She couldn't do it. For the first time Natasha Romanoff couldn't kill someone. Maybe it was the way your eyes weren't fearful of her or the way you tried to fight back and not let death take you. Or maybe it was the way your hot skin felt against hers that settled the beast. And when she got off you and backed away, the knife holstered, you didn't run and y out didn't hide. The monster was confused and intrigued. Did you not see how ugly she was?
My tongue is a weapon and I'm locked and loaded
When you least expect it you won't know it's coming
And I'll strike
'Cause I'm a monster
I'm turning into a monster, you'd better run and hide
Turning into a monster, right before your eyes
My tongue is a weapon and I'm locked and loaded
When you last expect it you won't know it's coming
And I'll strike
'Cause I'm a monster
I'm a monster
Natasha knew how to get what she wanted and yet you were something she had to work hard for. You weren't scared of her like the rest were for you tried to understand her story and why she was made for this sole purpose of killing. You didn't know you had her wrapped around your finger, or that when she was around you the tough facade faded and she became a puppy starved from attention and affection. Natasha Romanoff was many things, but a monster wasn't one of them.