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You can download the MP3 here or stream here.
Now with lovely coverart by forzando which can be found here.
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A podfic'ed version of dustbear's "wood shop therapy."
Natasha has feelings, goddammit, and she is a goddamn person. She likes tea. She likes ferns. She likes Dostoevsky, Steinbeck, and Wilde, and hates Tolstoy, Bukowski, Keats and Yeats. She likes Buffy The Vampire Slayer, and she hates The Walking Dead. She likes cinnamon. She hates cilantro.
The Black Widow is a refined machine, made to interrogate the hell out of anything and anyone, and she’ll kick your ass so hard if you look at her the wrong way.
But Natasha? Natasha likes cats and salted caramel ice cream.
I recorded this fic as part of a Folks Whose Tumbling I Greatly Appreciate personal fest for the holidays--not to be confused with actual holiday fic. I hope you enjoy!
Many thanks to the author for letting me record this fic.
You can download the MP3 here or stream here.
Now with lovely coverart by forzando which can be found here.
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