#THE CLINT BIT WHERE HE'S WITH WADE

[biitchcakes]

@mastcrmarksman replied to your post:

it's such a good one, it's so *chews arm* with nat id'ing phil's ptsd. maria's commnd. phil and nick. nat and jess. maria sendding clint to retrieve phil (the hug). jess and vlad. everything bout it.

YES ALL OF THIS. CLINT AND PHIL'S HUG IN THE RAIN 😭 Jess and Nat bonding is everything, I love this bit in particular:

Nat working through Her Own Stuff™️ so fast in the moment to make the split second decision to trust Jess. Jess proving Nat's trust in her was well placed and hauling ass to deck Derrida. ( How Jess continues to save "reality as we know it" by talking to Vladimir just moments later. )

And to top it off, Nat reacting with a good old casual ⸺

[hawkzeyes]

hey i'm so sorry i know you've linked to it probably a million times but i can't find it: can i have the link to your hawkeye reading list pleaseee and thank you 🥳

Hi Hi!! Please never apologize for asking I have the most unorganized blog in all hawkeye accounts LMFAOOO so not being able to find recs in here is understandable

Im assuming you mean Clint, but just in case not I will add Kate's in at the end!

So First of course is this icon's first appearance in

Tales of Suspense #57 (1964) - (he also shows up a few more times in tales of suspense but obviously this is the most important one!)

The Avengers #16 (1965) is when he joins and becomes our favorite little Avenging Archer (forewarning he is a little shit here. His favroite pass time in the beginning is driving Steve up a wall. I personally find this dynamic very funny but some dont)

He is with the Avengers for a really long time. Like more than 150+ comics(he isn't Hawkeye the whole time though as he does have a little bit I believe that starts in Avengers #63-#98 where he is Goliath. He comes back to us as Hawkeye in Avenger #99)

Hawkeye (1983) is his first solo ever! It's a mini series but its one of my personal favroites!

West Coast Avengers (1984)- this is where we get to see him take lead in a brand new team in California!

The West Coast Avengers (1985)- this is just a contitnuation of the previous mentioned!

Solo Avengers (1987)- We find out more tea about Clint's life prior to avenging here

He stays with the West Coast Avengers for a hot minute before we get his second solo

Hawkeye (1994) he's reaaaaal tough guy big feelings in this one

then he shows up in Avengers again in 1995 (yeah I know but hey he is the avenging archer so that's where youre gonna find him the most) He even gets a new lil fit and everything (he looks like he belongs in a boyband and I love it)

Thunderbolts (1998) is where Clint shows up ( in 2001 I believe) and takes over the team! He essentially helps try to guide them into being a good hero team and if I remember correctly I think its either #74-#75 where he leaves the Thunderbolts (I can't remember exactly I'm sorry)

Hawkeye (2003)- a third solo!!! look at our little guy go!!!

Then he... well he dies LMFAOOO in Avengers (2004) and the Clint Barton you knew and love is about to change forever

The New Avengers #26 (2006) if i remember correctly and it's.. well it's a sad one and he isn't the lovely Hawkeye when he comes back either. This is where Clint becomes Ronin, which is a rather dark time for Clint.

Secret Invasion (2008) This is also sad im sorry LMFAOOO Clint's morals are tested often as Ronin

The New Avengers (2009) Again he is ronin here so if youre looking for Clint just as Hawkeye he isn't here but don't worry he is back as Hawkeye soon enough

New Avengers: The Reunion (2009) whooooo's he getting a reunon with ;)

Hawkeye & Mockingbird (2010) guess what, that's who he got a reunion with I LOVE THIS COMIC

Widowmaker (2010) is basically a continue on of ^ with Nat involved

Avengers: Solo (2011) CLINT!!!! AS!!! HAWKEYE!!! Doin Hawkeye shit

Hawkeye: Blindspot (2011) do you like family angst? Good. Here. Have the family angst.

There is an event going on around this time called Fear Itself that he is involved in and also he is in Secret Avengers (2012) starting #21 or #22 where he becomes the leader.

Hawkeye (2012) We all know and love this bad boy. You could fit so many tears into it.

Secret Avengers (2013) again??? yes again.

Secret Avengers (2014) haha yeah again

Hawkeye Vs Deadpool (2014) it's fun! it's cute! Wade makes me laugh and he has a soft spot for the Hawkeyes

All-New Hawkeye (2015) there is some retconning done here

I don't wanna talk about Civil War II (2016) it makes me really sad LMFAOOO but yes he is in it and it should be read because well.. he makes a BIGGGGGG choice here that I feel has def echoed in his characterization since and has caused lots of misleading beliefs about Clint

Occupy Avengers (2016) Woooooooh I like this one it's fun

Secret Empire (2017) He is in it if I remember correctly but I grouch about this whole concept because I thought it was stupid. It gives the same energy as "What if Superman was evil" and I'm sure as a DC fan you know how annoying that concept is.

Generations: Hawkeye(2017) This is soooo cute I love this one. Kate meets a younger Clint in it and they run around together

Tales of Suspense #101 (2018) This will never not make me laugh. Him and Bucky working together is always funny

He is also involved in Kate's Hawkeye run during this time but I've got that on her list

West Coast Avengers (2018) I liked this. I love when Kate and Clint work together and I liked seeing the nods to the original WCA

Hawkeye: Freefall (2020) crying puking throwing up it's so good and fun until it's not fun anymore

Black Widow (2020) Not my favroite run for Nat... feels like the tone is off but he is in it

Thunderbolts (2022) I liked this...would have been super cool if Marvel had kept it as a continuing run because I feel like it didn't get to finish it's story. I'm still sour about it.

NOW obviously this is not everything ever he has ever been in and I'm certainly not perfect enough to have read every. single. appearance. So please forgive me if I missed something important cause sometimes my brain is not so greeat with memory.

x Kate Reading List!

[thatfanficstuff]

Open Wounds - 21

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x soulmate!reader

Warnings: killing and stuff. a bit darker chapter. 

A/N: I’m still here I swear. Just...struggling to get shit done. 

It was a calculated risk.

A loaded gun weighed more than an empty one. Everyone knew that. And Hydra trained you to know how many rounds were left in a weapon from the weight alone. And this one was lighter than it should be.

And this scientist, this doctor, was one of Strucker’s favorites. It was evident in the way he spoke to her. He respected her. Would he really put her at risk? You doubted it. And if you disobeyed, if you fired at him with an empty weapon, you were done. Finished. Dead. And no one would be left to save your Bucky. Not that you’d even get the chance to pull the trigger. He clearly had the remote to your chip in his pocket, his hand wrapped tightly around it. He’d used it on you too many times for you not to recognize it by now.

But still, your hesitation had been you calculating the weight of the gun. Of running the probabilities through your head. The weapon you aimed at the doctor was empty. You’d bet your life on it.

And you would have lost.

The bullet pierced the woman’s skull and her years of ivy league education sprayed across the equipment behind her. Her body crumpled to the floor leaving behind another motherless child in the world. Even as shock slammed through you, you forced your face to remain blank and your hand steady. Fuck, fuck, fuck. They’d done it. He’d done it. Turned you into what he wanted you to be. A cold-blooded killer. Asshole.

Strucker pulled the gun from your grasp and your gaze finally shifted to him. He studied you for a moment with a pleased gleam in his eye. Finally, he looked at the corpse at his feet. “If I thought for a moment you’d actually do it, I would have chosen a different sacrifice. Dr. Gannon had an incredibly creative mind. In fact, it was she that came up with your current experimental regimen.”

Well, fuck her then. You clenched your teeth and closed your eyes as the thought passed through your brain. That wasn’t who you were. That was Hydra filling you with vitriol.

He shrugged and turned back to you. “Pierce will be unhappy but bringing you back under our control will outweigh the loss of the doctor.” He leaned forward until his mouth was but a breath from your ear. You fought the urge to flinch away. He lowered his voice so his words wouldn’t be picked up by the cameras in the room. “And where Nicto goes, Soldat will follow. And you will know that you brought him to us.”

It took everything in you not to react. Not to attack as he most likely expected you to do. He straightened and looked you over once more. Your gaze remained focused on the mess you’d made of another human being rather than the devil that made you do it.

“Prepare yourself, Nicto. This is only the beginning.”

Once again the Avengers found themselves in a meeting room talking about you. This time they were joined by your father and your best friend.

“Antonin Sergei,” Tony said as a photo of a sharply dressed old man appeared on the screen behind him. “Drugs, guns, you name it, he sold it. Single bullet to the brain. Witnesses put our girl on scene.”

Bucky clenched his teeth together and tapped his thumb on the table. His skin itched, felt too tight. They’d had meeting after meeting about where you might possibly be and were no closer than they were when they raided the wrong base all those weeks ago. Where were you? Why couldn’t he find you?

“Why would Hydra want this guy dead? Seems like someone right up their alley,” Bruce asked.

Clint shrugged. “Competition, maybe?” His gaze shifted over to Wade. “Didn’t you say something about them hiring her out?”

“Rumor had it she was available. Haven’t heard about anyone actually taking them up on it though. Could have just been talk. Hydra getting the word out she was back.”

“This is the third time in as many weeks she’s been sighted at a crime scene. It may be time to consider the possibility they’ve turned her,” Steve suggested, his voice soft but firm. Bucky barely resisted the urge to punch him.

“Impossible,” Phil said as he leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Look, I get that you don’t want to believe it but this is what Hydra does. They can turn even the strongest willed amongst us. I mean look at Bucky.” Sam gestured with his hands to emphasize his point.

Bucky shook his head and cleared his throat. “You don’t understand. It’s not denial, it’s a fact.” He raked a hand through his hair. “She has some sort of gift, ability. She inherited it from her mother. They can’t fuck with her brain like they did mine. Even when she was a kid they couldn’t make her into what they wanted.”

“So maybe she flipped sides of her own free will,” Tony said with a shrug. “I like the girl but if she’s been out in the field, surely she had a chance to escape and didn’t. Maybe they made her an offer and she took it.”

In a flash, Wade was out of his chair with a katana pointed at Stark’s neck. Bucky blinked in surprise. What the fuck?

“Take it back,” the merc ordered.

Everyone remained quiet and still, not wanting to irritate Wade any further.

His gaze narrowed when Tony just stared with wide eyes, his hands lifted in a gesture of surrender. “I said take it back,” Wade ordered again and pressed the blade closer to the billionaire’s throat, nicking the delicate skin. A thin line of blood ran down the length of his neck.

Bucky stood and clamped his hand on Wade’s shoulder before pulling him back to put space between the weapon and Stark’s neck. “Easy, Wilson. Tony didn’t mean anything by it. He’s just spouting shit as usual.”

Tony frowned. “Hey.”

Clint shook his head. “Not the time, Stark. Let it go. You knew you were going to piss people off and said it anyway.”

Wade grumbled but sat back down. “Only because it’s you asking, buttercup.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Where the hell did you have that thing hidden anyway?” He’d been sitting beside the merc for over an hour and hadn’t even spotted it.

Wade grimaced. “You don’t want to know.”

“What is it, Nat?” Clint asked, interrupting the chatter going on around the room and thankfully taking Bucky’s mind off Wade’s hiding place.

Natasha hadn’t uttered a word through the whole meeting. She’d simply sat observing everyone else and taking in the reports. Now, she wore a smile that Bucky had rarely seen.

“Spit it out, Romanoff,” your father ordered when the assassin took a beat too long.

Her gaze flicked from him to Stark. “You said she was seen three times?”

Tony frowned as he held a handkerchief to his neck. He nodded and pressed a couple of buttons on the keyboard in front of him. The three scenes replaced the old man’s face on the screen.

Nat’s smile widened as she looked between Clint, Coulson, Wade and Bucky. “She was seen.”

It took Bucky a moment longer than it should have to understand what she was telling them. You had too much training and were far too good at what you did to be seen if you didn’t want to be. The others figured it out at almost the same time.

It was your father that spoke for all of them. “She wanted us to know she was there. She must have left a message or something. We need to see those photos, Stark. All of them from all three scenes. There must be something there.”

Stark nodded, forgetting about his neck as he got caught up in the new mission. He swept a hand from his screen out toward the room and everyone’s tablets dinged as they received the information. “Jarvis, do some analysis. See if you can find any sort of message from Coulson Junior.”

“Of course, sir.”

The room was silent as they poured over images searching for anything out of place. Anything that might lead them to you.

Nearly an hour passed before the AI spoke again. “Analysis of the areas surrounding the three scenes in question has led me to discover the following.”

Three images of poorly done graffiti flashed on the screen. “It was far enough away to not be tied to the crime scenes but close enough she could have easily accomplished it while on her assignment,” Jarvis explained.

“It just looks like a mess to me,” Sam admitted. “What am I missing?”

Red outlines appeared around the letters hiding in the graffiti before spelling them out below. Belarus. Bucky was on his feet as hope surged through him. Its not like he could go after you right at that moment, but he couldn’t stay seated. Not when they had their first real lead to your location in weeks.

“What do we know about Hydra activity in Belarus?” Steve asked.

“I have already analyzed that as well, Captain. I believe Miss Coulson to be at the facility located here,” Bucky’s favorite AI stated before showing a map with a mark near the northern border of the country.

Bucky’s gaze found your father only to find the man already looking back at him. “I can have the bus ready to go in thirty.”

Bucky grinned. “I’ll be ready in fifteen.”

[themculibrary]

Non-Explicit Slash Pairings Masterlist

a developing habit (ao3) - Moransroar steve/tony G, 3k

Summary: Courtesy of having spent years in the ice, Steve can’t stand the cold. Luckily, there is someone who can help him with that.

aim (ao3) - visiblemarket clint/phil M, 61k

Summary: Clint “Hawkeye” Barton takes on a contract for one Philip J. Coulson. It all goes downhill from there.

(And uphill for a while. Then downhill again. Mostly downhill, overall).

all it takes is faith, trust, and a dream (ao3) - Espressosaur, ohstars steve/bucky G, 45k

Summary: A road trip, a fairytale, a prince, and a boy who never grew up, together they make a story filled with magic.

below freezing (ao3) - aftersoon (notboldly) rhodey/tony M, 11k

Summary: When Rhodey crash lands in the Himalayan wilderness, it tests more than just his survival skills.

bless this ink and our souls (ao3) - Akira_of_the_Twilight bucky/clint/steve/tony T, 5k

Summary: Steve and Tony venture to Nelson & Murdock, Attorneys at Law to bless the ink that they will need for their protection spell.

Things get heated between Steve and Tony, and Matt Murdock reveals a secret of Tony’s that leaves Steve stunned.

camping for three (ao3) - hopelessly_me clint/steve, bucky/clint, bucky/clint/steve T, 3k

Summary: Clint plans a camping trip so he can try to learn a little bit more about Bucky and if a three-way relationship is something that can work for everyone.

come on closer (ao3) - Epiphanyx7 steve/tony E, 4k

Summary: [[… porn.]]

Or, the one where Steve wants to talk to Tony about something important.

hand over your heart (ao3) - cherryvanilla clint/phil, steve/tony M, 7k

Summary: If a top secret file on Phil Coulson and Clint Barton’s relationship existed, it would look something like this.

have i changed? (ao3) - katling tony/stpehen T, 141k

Summary: I liked you more before you met the Avengers.

It’s an offhand comment that Tony wasn’t sure he was actually meant to hear. But he did and he doesn’t know what it means. Lucky for him, Rhodey’s got an answer for him.

hey, stephen (i’ve been holding back this feeling) (ao3) - hopelessrdj tony/stephen G, 11k

Summary: Tony Stark and Stephen Strange have never met each other before until the day every student at their university gets forced into attending one co-educative class not connected to their major. Both geniuses end up in the music department and in order to make it more interesting they come up with a competition between the two of them.

it’s been a long, long time (ao3) - darling_highness steve/bucky T, 4k

Summary: Steve and Bucky on vacation…

once lost (now found) (ao3) - Teeelsie bucky/clint M, 40k

Summary: There’s a beat and then Phil says, “Clint, you don’t have anything to prove.”

And that stings, because, “If you think I’m doing this to prove anything to anyone, then you don’t know me half as well as I thought you did.” He hears Phil sigh on the other end of the comm. “Besides,” Clint tells him, “I’ll have back-up. I’ll have Barnes. Hawkeye out.” He reaches up and clicks off the comm, cutting off Phil’s continued objection mid-word.

Eight days these assholes have had Barnes and he’s not going to let them keep him for another hour, much less another day. He doesn’t have anything to prove, but he sure as hell isn’t going to give anyone any reason to question his actions, either.

shelter from cold (ao3) - torchestogether peter/wade M, 7k

Summary: The snowstorm was too severe for anyone to sleep out on the streets. Peter knew it was a bad idea, but even Deadpool deserved to have someone looking out for him.

six feet apart but definitely gay (ao3) - hvllanders ned/peter G, 2k

Summary: or

Five Times Peter and Ned Fail at Telling People They’re Dating and One Time They Don’t

sky is clear tomorrow (ao3) - sketchnurse sam/bucky T, 5k

Summary: Yeah, Sarah was getting a little frustrated with Bucky flirting with her like the old charmer he was and nothing more. There had to be something going on, and Sam was getting asked what Bucky’s deal was whether he liked it or not. Then Sarah figures out that she might not be the only Wilson eyeing up that tree trunk of a man…

space is for the birds (ao3) - hopelessly_me bucky/clint/steve T, 3k

Summary: Clint gets elected by Tony to travel to space with him to repair a spaceship, and all Clint wants to do is get back home to Bucky and Steve.

three men in a vw (ao3) - Brokenpitchpipe steve/bucky T, 3k

Summary: Steve steps back into the car and closes the door, lips still tingling.

“You don’t like blondes,” Bucky says.

Sam chokes.

trading in on our names (ao3) - pherryt clint/bucky T, 11k

Summary: Hawkeye and the Winter Soldier didn’t know each others identities. Being mercenaries meant secrets both inside and outside of the jobs. That didn’t stop either of them from admiring from afar, resigned to never going any further.

Then Clint and Bucky started dating and life got a little more complicated…

under stars (ao3) - vulcantastic steve/tony T, 14k

Summary: Commander Tony Stark, just kicked off the USS Expedition for mutiny, finds comfort in an ensign wandering the halls of the USS Quinjeti at 0400 hours. Southern comfort, no less.

who we are (ao3) - reclusiveq steve/bucky G, 3k

Summary: When Bucky comes home beat up, Steve is left to wonder why. His search for an answer will reveal a truth his friend may not be ready to share.

[teeelsie-posts]

My fave of your fics is What Doesn't Kill You. Would love to hear your comments on that one!

Director's Cut commentary about What Doesn't Kill You:

What Doesn’t Kill You was my first MCU fic, so it’s kind of special to me.  Yeah, I know it starts with a brutal gang rape, so I guess that sounds kinda weird.

After I saw CA:CW, just literally, out of the blue, I got this 2-second snip in my head of Clint bent face down over a desk, struggling as his arms are being held down and outstretched.  That was it, just this flash of a scene with nothing else really along with it, but I COULD NOT let go of it.

I lasted about a week until I had to take that scene and develop it to something more in order to get it out of my head. Up until then, I’d been lurking in the fandom since AoU and there were soooo many accomplished writers out there who had already been producing great stuff for years. It was very intimidating to write and post in the fandom. I felt like such an interloper.

Eventually, that flash of a scene resolved itself into chapter 1 of the fic--the rape scene.  Now look, non-con is not a genre I would say that I write in. I’m not criticizing it—I’ve read some very, very good fic that involve dub-con or non-con.  But, I’d never addressed it before in my own fic and if you’d have asked me, I would have said, nah, not interested, just not my thing (I probably would still say that).  But, man, I could not shake that image and when more of a fic started to form in my head and take hold, suddenly I was writing a really, very graphic non-con fic.

It made me kind of uncomfortable, if I’m honest, because it’s such a brutal thing and I was like, where is this coming from?  But I think the thing for me is this: for me, the non-con is simply the necessary event to highlight and demonstrate that Clint Barton is nothing if not a survivor.  He’s resilient.  (I think Phil says as much at some point in the fic) That’s what this fic is really about. The rape is just a means to an end.  And yes, I could have just had him get a beat-down (because you know I love my whump), but I really felt like the Raft—prison—is all about power differential, and rape is not so much as act of sex, but an act of power and violence, so in the context of the Raft, it just made sense.

The fic was originally just a one-shot—what is now chapter one—and I had no intent to write any more. dentalfloss betad that fic for me and after I posted, she said something like ‘I wish I could see the others’ reactions.’  Which got my wheels spinning anew.  It was tricky, because I’ve read more than one fic where it’s a one-shot from a  certain POV, and then maybe someone says exactly the same thing to the writer that dentalfloss said to me and so they write the other POV.  Sometimes the next parts are great, but it seemed like too often, it was just a repetition of the first part, sometimes word for word for long dialog stretches. So I knew if I was going to add more to the story, itneeded to BUILD on chapter 1 and not just repeat it.  I spent a few months plotting out and drafting chapters for most of the other Avengers, trying to weave their stories into Clint’s without being repetitive. I hope I was successful at that. If it worked the way I wanted, each chapter would reveal more little bits of the broader story without any one person’s story telling it all.  Ach, it’s hard to explain. In the end, I was satisfied with how it turned out.

And then, because I was talking to dentalfloss, and had been reading In Wade We Trust, Wade Wilson popped up in my head and said, me me pic me, and waved his arm around and I sat down and drafted a chapter with him in about 30 minutes because it was all JUST RIGHT THERE and I couldn’t not. Thankfully, floss gave me permission to use “her Wade”, but his appearance in this fic should not be construed as being part of her Wade ‘verse.

If I hadn’t added the other chapters, this would be a very different fic (obviously).  For me, though, this fic is no longer a rape fic—it truly metamorphosized into a recovery fic. Like, when I think about that first chapter now, I’m kind of hand-wavy, yeah, yeah, but that’s not the point!  The point is what comes AFTER.  Honestly, I think if non-con turns you off, you could literally skip chapter 1 and move on to the rest with just the background understanding that this thing happened to Clint, and the rest of it is really the important part.

Finally, I really love Phil in this fic. This was some of my favorite Phil writing (by me), for sure.  I got his voice pretty much just how I wanted it, and there are a couple scenes between him and Clint that are high up on the list of my favorites I ever wrote.

So this fic started as a bit of an earworm that I had to put on paper in order to get it out of my head, and it became something else entirely, unexpectedly becoming much more a story about survival and resilience.

Thanks for the ask, @ryuunoyuki

Fanfic Writers's Director's Cut ask game.

[thelittlestspider]

random headcanons for peter, ash, wade, and other characters. (some sfw, some nsfw, so just keep that in mind. most of them are for this fic specifically, but some are more general? idk. some were inspired by other people.)

- peter and felicia's eyes glow in the dark.

- felicia has silver tipped fangs.

- after peter got bit by the spider, his regular teeth fell out, and stronger teeth grew in, along with fangs where his canines would be. the fangs produce a numbing venom that, if injected with enough, could paralyze and/or cause someone's body to shut down and kill them.

he also has spinnerets, but the only time he really uses them is when he's like nesting or courting lol.

- in total peter has been divorced 4 times: 2 with mj, 1 with felicia, and 1 with bobbi.

- peter can talk to spiders, and felicia can talk to cats. i'm sorry, i just think it would be funny.

- the way mj/felicia ended up together is peter/mj/felicia were hooking up during both marriages, and during peter and mj's second divorce, mj and felicia realized they were in love with each other and got engaged lol. peter was petty about it.

mj and felicia gossip about peter behind his back, and try to set him up with people. peter hates it lol.

- mj and felicia bought each other engagement rings and came up with their own separate proposals.

- people recognize peter from the parker industries era and give him shit about being poor.

- clint is still salty about peter marrying bobbi lol.

- the way i imagine peter and bobbi got married was they got black out wasted in vegas, woke up married, and were too lazy to divorce right away. they were too busy hooking up and traveling.

- peter's hooked up with most of his friends (mj, harry, felicia, matt, wade, johnny, clint, natalia, bobbi, luke and jessica). so at the beginning of the story, he feels like he's alienated half his friends, but in reality, peter isolated himself. he's an unreliable narrator!

- peter had some kind of falling out with matt while they were hooking up between divorces. he tries to make amends with matt before matt moves to california with kirsten, but matt forgets to call him lol. later matt comes back to visit and they actually talk to each other.

- ben and kaine are nosy brothers who like to know peter's business at all times lol.

- one of the things that attracted wade to peter is the way peter can eat insane amounts of food.

wade: it's like watching a snake unhinge its jaw. beautiful and disgusting at the same time.

- wade throws a divorce party for him and peter after shiklah and mj divorce them.

- my favorite ash headcanon of all time is that his mom was an addams, and that's why he's so tough/durable compared to regular people. but his mom was estranged from the family, so he has no idea why he's different.

- during like a year or so after the cabin, ash sells his story to be made into a documentary, and later, it gets made into the ev*l dead films. (this also happens in soul alone as well)

i just think it's interesting from, i guess, a meta standpoint for a character to deal with the public mythologizing/sensationalizing/consuming their story for entertainment (ex: the stab movies in scream).

- this headcanon is kind of dumb, but i'm gonna put it here anyway. the headcanon is that evil ash is the one that wrote the necronomicon, and he wants ash to rule by his side when he takes over the world. but the book, having known about ash since its creation, has grown attached to ash over time, and doesn't want evil ash to corrupt ash.

- both ash and scotty are originally from new york. (in this fic, ash moves to michigan when he's a kid. scotty never moves to michigan.)

- ash was a cheerleader in high school. (in the greater multiverse, most of the ashes were in band).

- clint and natalia were thieves before being arrested and drafted into shield's suicide squad. the only reason they got free was because of the avengers.

- after clint and natalia flipped shield the bird, natalia started doing mercenary work, and kept running into wade. the two had met before because of weapon x and shield, but they didn't really become friends until natalia semi-retired. sometimes wade hooks up with clint and natalia.

- logan, bucky, natalia, and wade have all met in passing because of weapon x.

- peter and natalia had a weird rivalry where she would just randomly challenge peter to fights, and peter would show up to stop her thefts.

clint: do you have a crush on spiderman?

natalia: i don't want to crush him, i just want him to know how strong and cool i am.

clint:...

natalia: and maybe kiss him too. i can do both.

- the iconic black widow look was created by natalia after she heard about spiderman. she designed her weapons, suit, and everything. (in natasha's original appearance, there wasn't a black widow look. like the other black widows did not dress like this lol. i like to think the red room saw natasha doing her thing and were like "oh damn..." and just tried to copy off her. then later that's how we got yelena.)

- natalia's version of the serum isn't as strong as bucky and steve's, but she does have enhanced speed, strength, stamina, and slow aging. in this verse she and bucky were both cryogenically frozen when they weren't on missions after they tried to run away together. so later when they send natalia after tony, she's 20 (peter and clint are like 18 and 19. bucky's like 20 something).

- peter and natalia do yoga together whenever they have a day off.

- peter kind of wants natalia to give him the strap, but he has things he needs to work out first.

- peter has a thing for wade being bigger than him. he likes that wade's big enough to envelope him. and his muscles.

- peter kept biting ash and numbing him. ash got so fed up that he put his metal fingers in his mouth like, "chew on this." 😠 and peter found a new kink he didn't know he had.

- peter has issues with people buying him things. this is a huge point of contention between him and wade, because wade loves buying stuff for his partners. ash isn't as strict about it as peter because he knows wade's doing it out of love (ash was a sugar baby at one point. he lets wade get him stuff, but he has rules for how much wade can spend and how many presents he can get him per month. and wade has to let him buy him things too).

so if peter won't let wade buy him something he wants because of pride, ash has wade slip him the money when peter's not looking, and he runs to go buy it. sometimes peter catches him, and ash runs through the store cackling because peter can't stop him without using his abilities.

peter: *stomping angrily through the mall* i hate you both.

ash: aw baby. it's not a crime for us to buy you something for your birthday!

wade: partners in gift crimes. *he high fives ash* this is gonna be the best super soft birthday ever!

ash: better than your divorce party?

wade: of course, sweetness. you won't be working this time. hopefully, peter won't be throwing up. though i can't promise no one will be throwing up because i plan to have copious amounts of alcohol. do you think we can smuggle a horse into our house?

ash: we can rent one for the back yard, but it's not allowed in the house.

wade: deal.

[xprojectrpg]

This Day in X-Project - February 3

PHASE 2

2015: The news reveals lightning was responsible for a fire that burned down the Greater Brooklyn Chapter of the Friends of Humanity. Wade emails Marie-Ange about the recent events in New York concerning building collapses and lightning strikes; on Marie-Ange’s suggestion, Wade emails Amanda about weather-proofing the office, and Amanda mentions her suspicions regarding what’s causing the ‘accidents’. Warren texts Jean to apologise for being inappropriate. Clarice complains about having to wear an image inducer again. Adrienne mentions the New York incidents and mentions that since there’s no money in it, X-Factor won’t investigate. Bobby complains about getting homework for the first day of school. Adrienne texts Amanda needing help with her temptation to go back on drugs and her grief over Tandy. Angel texts Daredevil asking if he’s going out tonight. Cecilia is confused about where Pizza Dog is getting the snowballs that he’s bringing to her room from. Lorna leaves a pie for Wade to make up for the one she ate and Wade texts her to thank her. Adrienne goads Scott into sparring with her and finally gets him to admit his true reaction to the loss of Jean.

2016: Kyle posts about being single. Sue and Jessica catch up. Operation: Mutant Massacre: Felicia posts information about the Sapien League, the group behind the Morlock deaths. Reed and Sue work in the lab and talk about the mansion.

2017: Tandy admits that her suite might be turning into a little bit of a mini library and apologises to Molly for cluttering it up. Kitty admits she never liked birthdays so next year she’s going to celebrate Rubber Band War Day.

2018: Family Reunion: Topaz attempts to reason with Taboo, with no results; Molly asks Amanda if she’s heard from Topaz; Amanda posts an all-call on xp-teams asking for help finding Topaz — the thread gets heated as stress goes up; Laurie posts offering a power up to the people involved in searching. Jean finds Quentin in the boathouse, and things don’t go well.

2019: Darcy invites people to come to watch the Puppy Bowl with her and enjoy puppy themed snacks. Kevin is not impressed by the actual Superbowl.

2020:

2021: Laurie posts about her uncertainty concerning where she should work once her fellowship ends. Jean-Phillipe texts Angelo to ask him to keep Marie-Ange from killing Laurie. Jean emails Laurie about her post to check in.

2022: Darcy leaves a gift for Jean. Wanda announces to X-Force that she's needed in Germany. Wanda emails Amanda, Clint, Garrison, and Topaz to update them on her out of mansion status. Maya runs into Garrison near the gym, their talk ends on a surprising note.

2023: Amanda shares that Clea has chosen to stay at Kamar-Taj. Hope A. informs the mansion that Tandy will be staying in Europe. Alex announces he has convinced Lorna to take a break away from the mansion and X-Factor Investigations.

[turtle-steverogers]

Hello hello!!!! It is the Sunshine Boy’s birthday today and I wrote my first fic for @steverogersweek​ !!!

Title: But I Got You

Ship: Stucky

Word Count: 974

Tags: Slice of Life Domestic Fluff Steve Rogers-centric Steve Rogers's Birthday Family Fluff Team as Family

Read HERE on ao3 or keep reading below!

Coney Island is teeming with people. Families strewn across the sand, sat under umbrellas or sunbathing on large towels. Children run along the water, giggling as they wade into the surf. It’s loud and crowded-- two things Steve doesn’t particularly enjoy-- but he finds he doesn’t mind so much today. 

In any case, he’d expected as much from Coney Island on the Fourth of July, but it had been his one wish for his birthday. For everyone to spend the day there, just like he used to as a kid when his ma would bring him to the beach for the afternoon and buy him some fried dough, then let him open his presents on the sand. His first couple of years out of the ice, he hadn’t asked for anything. But this strange new world is starting to feel like home. His friends morphing into something like a family and his apartment filling in at the edges as he and Bucky navigate their way through the 21st Century. Life is starting to feel less lonely, and Steve has had enough of letting these moments evade him. He figures it’s about time he embrace the community he’s started to make.

“Hey, you okay?”

Steve looks up from where he’d been watching a little boy and his dog play with a frisbee near the water, idly working his way through a red, white, and blue bomb pop. Bucky is standing over him, braided hair loose and damp. His chest is gleaming with ocean water and his swim trunks are still dripping. He and Clint had been wave diving for the last half-hour or so. Steve has yet to go in the water. He might not. He doesn’t like the ocean so much anymore, even if he loves the beach. The others don’t seem to mind, though. 

“Yeah, why?” Steve asks, taking another bite out of his bomb pop. 

Bucky plops down next to him, reaching for a paper towel and wiping Steve’s face. There’s juice all over his wrist, but he supposes he must have gotten a fair amount on his chin, too. 

“Just checking,” Bucky says. “You’ve been sitting here alone for a while.”

Steve shrugs. “I’m good. I was playing with Natasha and some of the kids earlier. I guess I just needed a little people break.”

Bucky nods, setting the used paper towel aside. “I figured, I was just checking.”

Steve shifts to the side, resting his head on Bucky’s shoulder, and this is familiar, too. Bucky and him at Coney Island together, spending entire days by the water and coming home with red cheeks and sunkissed hair. Steve’s freckles are coming out now-- he noticed them earlier. 

“I’m good,” Steve says again. He turns his bomb pop to the side, taking a bite out of the red slushee bit. Some blue drips onto his yellow swim trunks. 

“I’m glad,” Bucky says. “Are you having a good birthday so far?”

Steve nods, and he is. He really is. His gaze finds Tony by the shore, on his hands and knees as he helps Morgan carve out a moat around her sandcastle. Pepper is sitting nearby, watching them with a fond smile. Natasha, Clint, and Laura are still playing with Nate a little ways away, and Cooper and Lila are in the water. Bruce, Rhodey, and Sam went on a search for food a short while ago, claiming they all needed more snacks. And it’s a little jarring, thinking that everyone came here for him. For the company he wanted to have around on his birthday. 

“You know, I always sort of liked the thought of having a big family,” he says. 

Bucky shifts backwards, bracing himself back on one hand and wrapping his metal arm around Steve’s shoulders. Steve stays cuddled close.

“Oh yeah?” 

“Yeah,” Steve says. “I think sometimes I was jealous of yours. How many people you seemed to have around, and don’t get me wrong, I loved when it was just me and my ma, I just…”

“I know,” Bucky says. “It’s okay, you don’t gotta justify it or anything.”

Steve shrugs. “My point is I look at these guys and it’s almost like I have that big family now. I--” he suddenly finds his throat tight, and he bites his lip, taking a deep breath. “Everyone always did something for me on my birthdays the last couple of years, even when all I wanted to do was hole up in my own apartment. They had me, even when I didn’t want them to. They were there for me.” And it’s a realization he’s slowly coming to. That loneliness is a particular form of hell that nestles under one’s skin and makes them afraid to dig themselves out of a damning hole of isolation, even when the ball is in their court. When it was in his court for so long. 

Bucky is quiet for a moment. “They love you, you know.”

Steve finishes his popsicle. Down by the shore, Tony seems to catch his gaze, and lifts his hands to wave. Morgan twists around, waving too. Steve waves back. 

“I know,” he says. 

He never really had this before. This sort of birthday party where he could invite people and people <i>wanted</i> to come. It feels like it’s healing a small part of himself. The seven year old who just wanted a group of friends, like everyone else seemed to be making. The nine year old who was starting to learn that family wasn’t a drunk dad who hit him, but the strong resilient mother of his and the other people he let into his heart. That family didn’t only have to mean blood. 

This is the best birthday he could have asked for, he thinks. A birthday surrounded by family, in a place that feels like home.

[starshipsofstarlord]

Hi <3 I'm not sure if you're comfortable writing this but I'll try :) Smth where Buckys girlfriend suffers from a lung illness and normally he supports her whenever she feels bad, but one time he's on a long mission where he cant be there when he struggles breathing. Then the other Avengers at the compound take her to the hospital and call Buck who immediately rushes home to be by your side and it's all cute and fluffy in the end? :) Thank you very much <3

Trapped Air

Pairing | Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary | whilst on a mission, you suffer with your breathing problems, leaving all to panic as you have air trapped in your lungs.

Warnings | breathing problems, angst, mentions of death, swearing, mentions of torture

Quick link to my masterlist, if you’re interested in reading more of my crap 😬

There had been no call back from Bucky; he was on a mission far away, and deep undercover, and the fact that you had no response did not surprise you, however, it was impossible not to feel overcome with worry.

From what you knew, he was somewhere in Austria with Steve, and most likely irritated by the company of Sam. The thought of them together, waiting for further intel made you smile, and so you sat up on the sofa; the place where you had fallen into a rural slumber late the previous evening. That thought also made you lightly snicker to yourself, and had you grasping your chest in agony at the action.

You adjusted your seat on the sofa, kicking the blanket under your legs as you tried to relax your entire body. To subdue the worry for your love that you had and were experiencing, you and Nat had watched a movie, your head running with thoughts of the danger that your boyfriend was possibly under.

It was no doubt that James Buchanan Barnes, the White Wolf and former Winter Soldier was a fine fighter; he had endured and survived wars, achieving victory in the vast majority of his battles. But still, he was nothing more than a man, with a veil of serum coursing through his veins, and whilst it made him much stronger, he was still sustainable to injury, and worse.

Countless times had you seen him braised in bruises, and kissed along the seam of his scars, and though he had lived through decades, and still appeared unscathed considering the circumstances, he was a mortal man, able to die and it was far too clear for your scared eyes that he wouldn’t be able to survive every fall.

An emptiness peeled away inside of you as you placed the phone down, resting your head upon the arm of the sofa of where you had done so priorly. Taking a deep breath, you wheezed, feeling nothing more than internal pain, and it was not just for your longing to see Bucky again. It was indeed something else, a condition that you had grown used to over the years.

It had taken everything from you; the job that you had so well partook in was diminished to being unsuitable for your health. Being an avenger had once been your only purpose, but it had been the one thing that had broken you. From all the rubble and other pesticides that you had breathed in, it had tampered with your lungs, and made you to be nothing more than a victim, a fallen hero.

The worse thing about being fallen in such a way was that you had not died on the job, instead, you were being tormented every time you watched your friends leave the compound, carrying a duffel bag that had all the necessities that they could possibly need for the gruelling months ahead on the missions that they had been sent on.

Knowing that if you weren’t so inwardly broken and that if that were the case, you could have easily accompanied Bucky and the others on their uncover op made you feel worthless, and disposable. As your chest raked the air that surpassed its roots, it waded a feeling through every limb that was attached to you.

Large gulps from the air machine that was beside you usually helped, but as your brought the medically introverted oxygen mask to surround the lower half of your face, the torturous sensation failed to fade. It remained, stuck in the collapse of your airways, refusing to allow air into your defined bloodstream.

The factor alone had you panicking, and as you went to stand, there was a pounding fire coursing through your head. Your eyes got dreary, fluttering as you reached out to grasp for the side of the seating area to stabilise your steps. But it wasn’t enough, all of your weight leant to one side, and a loud and colossal smash echoed through the room.

You helplessly laid there, having no ability to get up, as the shards of the glass table that had tried to break your fall, and had ended up breaking instead, stabbed mercilessly into the canvas of your back. It made you feel like a dartboard, free to the attempts of anything that put a bet on to try. This was your final fall from greatness, and if you weren’t to survive this, that would be o-

“Y/n.” A voice rushed out, as footsteps scrambled to come to your side. The silouhette of a blurry man knelt beside you, sickened with their own scheme of panic. “Nat!” He called out towards the kitchen, you hearing the pitter patter of her assumed footsteps that were toed in competent heels.

“Clint, what happened?” She asked, but giving him a break to compose his answer as she called warily out for FRIDAY, relieved when the AI answered her order. “Get one of Stark’s cars ready to go to the hospital, inform who needs to know. Y/n’s just had a nasty fall, and I assume more.”

“She was like this when I got in here.” Was the archer’s delirious response. His hands raised your head out of the cracked pieces, gently picking the sharp crystals out of your hair. He was sick with worry, he knew that you were touring a difficult road, one that no one else on the team could fathom to understand, but despite all that, he was still there for you, as were the numerous others.

Wearing his priceless suit, Tony rushed into the room, his brown eyes blown wide as he scoped the scene. “She’s losing consciousness.” Nat informed the pair, focusing on how your eyes barely had the strength to stay open. Your breathing was laboured, and the choke emitting from it was audible, making all witnesses wince from the threatening sound.

“My car is ready, on our way to the ER, give Barnes a call.” He held the keys to his vehicle, swinging them around his finger, as he watched Clint and Natasha hoist you up, and support you through the journey to the front of the compound. Nat stroked your hair as she bit back her own tears, combing tenderly through the slightly bloody tresses to soothe her own present anxiety.

The mission was turning out to be a bust, they were tracking Zemo after his great escape; hence why their departure was classified. It was unknown why the once Baron of Sokovia had fled to the country, but all prior intel had supported the idea that he was searching for a partner to help finish his work, if he were to ever get caught by the American government again.

Bucky hated being away from the place that had slowly become his home. It made him feel lost, but if he wanted to remain within said area to continue his life, he had to follow Fury’s orders, or else the panel that had granted him freedom for all his past actions, may happen to change his mind.

The gig of being an avenger was more of Steve’s expertise, he was loved by the country, and had never tried to break its order down piece by piece. Before he was cleared to join the team, and the debate that lead to Steve and Tony siding against one another, he was nothing more than a tense ghost story.

All knew he was real, but most were too scared to admit that the Winter Solider was an assassinating figure in existence. To everyone’s dismay now, following rule number two, he was no longer HYDRA’s pet weapon. He, for the first time in his life, had some kind of clarity on who he was.

His identity, was James Bucky Barnes, the White Wolf, the protector of the world and a renounced ally of Wakanda. And he was happy to be known as such, in a way, the new him cleared his red ledger, and that faded away with that damned red book.

No one had the power to control his mind again, all of his actions were now completely up to him. At first, with the reign over himself, he had been unsure on how to start with this new and invented soldier that he had become. He was no longer taking refuge behind the facade of T’Challa’s country anymore, for he was no a wanted man of the state.

But Sam enjoyed prodding at his ‘cyborg brain’, driving him to certain frustration. Though, it did not matter as much, for he found the peace he had been searching for after that little bit of calm that he had experienced on his hideaway.

You. A retired avenger, that had kicked his ass, and continued to brag about it to this day, when he was under Pierce’s demeaning orders. Though, it saddened him, to have the knowledge that you no longer had the ability to pin him down on a training mat, or throw his best friend’s shield in his silent face.

There was no longer an ignition of strength to fight left within you, you were weak from the condition that had and was holding you hostage in its devastating grasp. The debts of your god deeds had wormed their way through your body, destroying it bit by bit.

Whenever he was away, missing the presence that you had once accompanied him with, he was unable but to do anything but worry about your struggling health. He feared that one day, he would get a call claiming that you had experienced a traumatic accident, and as he sat in the small and cluttered motel room, the vibrancy and life that his phone was off putting had him nervously on edge.

“It’s Fury.” He claimed to his rugged partners, putting the man that had regained control of his empire on loud speaker, awaiting for the patch wearing associate to respond to his acceptance of the call. A moment of silence had him standing, the next, caused him to pace. Steve frowned, well aware that Fury only went silent, and did not barking affirmative orders when something had happened.

That man was an absolute whore for the dramatics, he had even faked his own death on multiple accounts. There was nothing the man could fathom not to do, and this sure as hell, in the name of Goose, was not the first instance he had informed his recruits of shocking factors. Steve remembered when the dark clothed man informed him that he was in the 21st century, and to this day, it remained to be the greatest shock that he had experienced.

The second had got to be the reveal of Bucky’s survival, that heart stopping moment had gone in slow motion, as the soldat whipped his unmasked face around to face his opponents, and he was quickly recognised. You had been there to ease the confusion and the humongous shock that wired his brain. And not to mention, to soothe the wave of emotions, you had prompted at jokes at about kicking his best friend’s fine ass.

That had only been the start to a long road ahead, it had all seemed like your quad of rebelling would go on forever. Sam Wilson was your best friend, and the first to be told of your failure to continue your raids on missions, and to say that he was holding back fountains in his eyes, was a casual understatement. The Falcon had felt angry at himself for not realising the increase in coughs that fled from your sassy mouth, or how quickly you would get tired.

He put some of that blame upon himself, claiming that he should have been the first to notice the signs. It was his idea, before your struggles were revealed to anyone else, to refuse your aid on missions, which lead to conspiracies from the team. For a couple of weeks, the members that you had fought alongside for so long had speculated that you were pregnant,and even Bucky had even began to fall for that idea.

In the end, they had all wished for that to be true, a child would be a gift, whereas instead, you were bestowed with a curse. Sam had offered for you to stay with Sarah and the kids, but upon your insistence, you remained in the compound, organising files and watching cinematic classics for the thousandth time.

But anyone could see, that every time they discussed the missions, of left to endure them, your face fell, appeased by the thought that you’d never share that experience again. They all tried to distract you, Thor had even taken you on a vacation to New Asgard so that you could relax and play video games with Korg, yelling frustratedly at Noobmaster69 as the kid tried to spite your friend and his gaming skills.

That though, had not ended well, and instead, the noise had brought you insufferable pain, and you had to be taken home. But what was home anymore? You hardly felt as though you belonged upon the army of your friends, or the guardians that they were aligned with.

And so, it was very understandable why Bucky was inclined to worry. All his dragged our life, he had watched people die, or awakened from cryo to find them gone, and the split moments that he were required on missions, was another moment that he had lost with you.

He gulped as he waited for Fury to say something, anything! And when he did, he wished that he could go back in time, and stop you from ever having been an avenger. “It’s agent Y/L/N, something has happened...”

It had been hours of no news, and Stark tapped his well dressed foot. He had requested, - no, insisted the best doctors to tend to your internal and external injury, claiming that if your condition was made any worse, he would personally make sure that they never tended to another patient again.

He was not usually one to be so aggressive, but he feared loss, it was a great flaw and attribute of his. Possibly, in some people’s judgemental eyes, he cared too much, but he never thought so. To him, the billionaire was human, no matter what the citizens over the world thought of him.

Sure, he wore an iron suit to protect the world, but beneath all the metal, he had a heart. And he’d be damned sure that he used it, and that it beat for a purpose. Natasha and Clint were either side of him, the assassins on her phone as she read the captain’s well written message.

“They’ve entered the country.” She spoke, referring to Sam, Bucky and Steve. It was a relief that they were going to be here soon, then they’d all look sane in comparison to Barnes. It was doubtful that he was holding himself together well, these hours had been torture to all of them, but he had actually been tortured in multiple gruelling occasions, but it was nothing in comparison to this.

One of the country’s best and devoted doctors opened the door to the room that you were being stabilised in, leading to all eyes waiting outside to stare hopefully at him. It was an intimidating thing, to have three avengers leaving him with one of their owns lives in his hands, he was not a hero. But to them, he was to be, they trusted him and the various recommendations that had suggested that he would be best suited to the deed.

The fact that he was the man in charge in this situation was to be great steak in his career, though, he would never be able to anyone, not even family, that he had saved the life of an avenger. Due to doctor patient confidentially, he was bribed into silence by the philanthropist himself, who was certain that he was fine for paying for the entire service himself.

Money had no importance to Tony, not as his friend was the patient that could have died. The man removed his sunglasses, sternly looking up at the kind doctor with pleading and urgent eyes, wanting to scoop every detail that he could from the eccentric medic. “How is she?”

The doctor gulped, well aware that there was a weight apparent on his shoulders, even when delivering any news. But this, was a whole new experience, he knew that you, the woman hoisted up in the hospital bed, had saved his coursing during the battle of New York. He was grateful, for everything that you had done, but simultaneously, felt the need to be careful with any tactic that he used to save your life.

“Well,” he licked his dry lips, watching as the Black Widow herself stared into his soul, “she’s stable, for now. And it would be okay if one of you went in, she’s currently in the midst of waking up. However, she is going to be unable to give much in the verse of a conversation, the oxygen mask that she’s wearing has to stay on, and it will not be a good if she tries to waste the breath she’s being given to talk.”

He was interrupted by the sound of competent running down the hall, it was as though the men dressed in their gear ignored the no running rule. But it was understandable, seeing as Bucky’s eyes were wild and wide, as he came to a stop and asked what was going on. Clint stood, bracing a hand upon his shoulder, before informing him the details they had just been given. “I think you should be the first to see her.”

Bucky didn’t argue with Clint, and instead, walked into the room, ensuring that he shut the door behind himself. He smiled painfully at the sight; there were so many tubes, and all the surrounding machines were lit up with statistics that he did not understand. Nevertheless, he looked towards the vacant seat beside your bed, and claimed it for his ass that you had once kicked.

Your eyes watched as he looked down upon you, your hands reaching to remove the mask, but he placed his hand upon your own, and replaced them to be upon your chest. “Shush darling, no talking, doctor’s orders.” He spoke, rubbing your cheek with his right hand, feeling the corner of the mask against the inside of his palm.

“Had me so worried doll, thought I was gonna lose you.” At the thought, a grimace presented itself of his woeful face, and to comfort him, you placed your fingers around his own, absentmindedly playing with them as you listened to his sincere voice. “On the way here, I spoke to Shuri, we are going to see if she can help you in anyway, as long as you’re okay with that. Does that sound good baby?”

Fluttering your eyelashes as you looked through their webbed curtain to stare lovingly at him, you nodded your head, ignoring the spiteful pains that emitted from where the glass had shallowly penetrated your scalp. “Alright, I’ll let her know. And I was thinking...” he waited for a moment to continue, being encouraged by the crease between his brow line.

“What if we stay in Wakanda, and we leave all this behind? We can still see people when they visit, and we can just, have some calm to ourselves. No missions, no aliens to fight, and no Zemo to chase. Or I was thinking, we go and live by Sarah, you love those kids, they’re basically your nephews, and we could take boat rides during the middle of the night, and help the people who live there, and...”

At his rambling, you smiled beneath the plastic system that was around your mouth, listening to him talk and talk about your future together. Yes, you missed missions, but you would give all that up for a normal and easy life, with Bucky Barnes.

[lesbiradshaw]

AAAAAAAAA alskdkslslwi you notice the best things 😭😭😭😭 IM GONNA GO INSANE the sleeve fabric??? the baby shoes??? the water bottle?? aaaaaaaa (thank you for these posts they add so much to the steve and bucky that live in my head 💕)

i was going through the tfa original draft script again earlier because Of Course I was and i noticed this line for the first time and it’s making me want to cry in my pillow …. HE JUST WANTED TO GO HOMEEEEEE MY BABY HE JUST WANTED IT TO BE OVER EVEN THOUGH HE HAD NOTHING LEFT TO GO HOME TO LITERALLY IN THE TFA JR NOVELIZATION HE SAYS HE KNOWS NO ONE WILL MISS HIM IN BROOKLYN AS LONG AS BUCKY IS ALREADY GONE … also i don’t tend to pay that much attention to what actors say necessarily because i don’t always agree but in this instance this quote from steve’s actor is so hard hitting because bucky is steves original home in tfa. steve essentially says it- “bucky waded in and pulled me out” “he didn’t have anybody here who would miss him…bucky had already enlisted”. pairing that with how steve talks about being lost in tws to multiple people, unsure of his purpose and what else he could do, then how in aou home is like The theme for steve. sam asks him if he’s found a place in brooklyn and steve tries to brush it off until sam points out “home is home” to which steve only stares at him in response because he has no idea if he belongs there anymore. later, tony and him are arguing outside clint’s house and tony says “isn’t that why we end the fight? so we can go home?” and steve again only stares in response because unlike the others, he doesn’t think he has a home. at the end of aou, steve is still actively in search of bucky with sam (as implied earlier in the party scene), and tasked with helping train the new avengers with natasha. he tells tony in that closing scene that he doesn’t know if he wants things like family or stability in the traditional sense because “the guy who wanted all that went into the ice 70 years ago. i think someone else came out…i’m home.” LIKE. not even touching on the fact steve literally had a nightmare about being back in the forties with peggy, steve blatantly states that he finally feels like he’s found home again in the new century with his new friends, his family, and the hope that he can find bucky again eventually. tfa steve ending his first fight by saying he wants to go home and aou steve ending that movie by saying he IS home… :( my baby. i would ramble about this more and probably bring up that cruel bit of tfatws where bucky flashed back to a memory of steve on the helicarrier when “homecoming” was said IMPLYING STEVE IS HIS HOME TOO but :((((( man. anyways. i should take a deep breath because no one asked for any of this but that’s just what happens when i get in a stevebucky spiral.

[savemesomenachos]

hello lovely :) could i request a tom hiddleston one shot or head cannon where reader is pregnant and tom goes to the birthing classes with her? i def think this is something tom would do 🥺

I completely agree with you. Hiddles would be total softie when it came to his baby and his baby mama. So I don’t really know how birthing classes work except that they’re like educational and stuff so I kinds changed it up a bit. ENJOY!!!!🌸✨

You can find my other works on my Main Masterlist.

Show Me How

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston × Reader

Warnings: Fluff, cussing

Word Count: 1188

Y/n’s POV:

“Do we have to go? It’ll be so boring,” I pleaded as Tom descended the last steps with my purse slung across his shoulder.

Tom simply chuckled at my whine and handed me my purse with a stern look in his eyes.

“Stop making that face,” I said slipping my shoes on.

“I’m not making any face love,” he says leaning down to help with the laces.

“Yes you are. It’s the Loki face. Where you’re all stern and I can’t say no,” I say with a pout, grabbing my purse out of his hands.

“You’re paranoid. There’s no face,” he says walking ahead and holding the door open for me.

“You’re doing it right now!” I say, exasperated while he only nudges me forward with a tap on my ass and a hand on my lower back.

I settle in the passenger seat and open the pamphlet Tom had picked up the other day at the doctor’s which had led to this birthing class in the first place. All the different pictures of the babies had made my stomach clench in anticipation. Ever since we found out we were pregnant, Tom attention on me had become tenfold. I couldn’t get him to stop hovering for even a second. He wouldn’t let me use the tub if he wasn’t around in fear of me slipping and he’d baby proofed everything already.

And his hands. God, he couldn’t control them anymore. Even though I hadn’t started showing yet, his hand would constantly wander down to my belly and rest there. If I was making breakfast, he’d sneak up from behind me, place a kiss on my shoulder and his hands on my stomach. If I was lying down on the couch, he’d flop down on top of me for nap with his head next to my stomach and his hand on my belly. And before sleeping, He’d whisper sweet nothings to my stomach with an arm around my thigh. Suffice it to say, he’d become extremely touchy and I didn’t mind one bit.

“There’s still time to turn around bub,” I whisper as we pull into the parking lot of the hospital.

“Darling,” he starts as he parks and turns in his seat to face me. “I just want us to be prepared for everything since it’s our first. I know it’ll be super boring and gory but I promise I’ll give you a rub when we get home,” he finishes as he rubs his fingers back and forth on my knuckles.

“Okay but I’ll hold you to that massage,” I say opening the passenger seat door. He grins and rounds the corner to loop my arm in his.

“Of course love,” he coos and kisses the top of my head.

🤰🤰🤰

“Welcome parents. Please take a seat anywhere you like and get comfy,” the instructor says as she greets everyone with a warm smile.

Everyone piles into their respective seat instantly while me and Tom make our way to the back in fear of being recognized. It’s not that Tom didn’t love his fans because he did but sometimes the attention was unwanted and intrusive. People seemed to forget that he was a real person with a family who needed privacy as much as any other person did.

“Now that everyone’s settled, we can begin…”

As the instructor started to explain the different things that went into birthing, Tom’s hand settled on my lap and wrapped around my own. I turned to look at him at the same time he did. We smiled softly at each other before I shifted to lean my head on his shoulder.

He placed a kiss on my hair and cuddled me further into his chest. At the end, I could feel my eyes getting droopier before Tom shifted to sit up straighter.

“Did you seriously sleep?” he asks through a chuckle.

I blush and mutter an embarrassed ‘yeah’ while playfully pushing him away. He only giggles and tucks me further into his side.

As we walk toward the exit, a few people swarm us. They start asking for autographs and photos and ask a million questions. Some even take pictures of us. Anger builds in Tom’s eyes as we wade through the car and outside. Once we’re out, he informs security and one of them immediately insists on escorting us to our car. We thank him once we get in the car and he waves goodbye with a smile.

I turn to look at Tom and I’m met with a scowl and his fingers in a tight grip on the steering wheel.

My hand raises to trace soft circles on his bicep while he breathes deeply, his anger slowly draining.

“S’ok baby. Let’s just go home, yeah?” I ask still rubbing his arm. He catches my hand in his and raises it to his lips for a kiss on my knuckles.

I giggle and pull my hand away to hide my blush but he sees.

“Aww darling. There’s no need to get shy!” he says, failing miserably at masking his amusement.

“Shut up and drive lover,” I say as Tom starts to reverse with a laugh.

🤰🤰🤰

“It was kinds fun right?” I ask as I flop into bed later that night.

“Yeh, it really was,” he answers dreamily as he slips into bed beside me.

He wraps an arm around my waist and draws me closer to chest. I throw a leg around his waist and an arm around his waist. One of his hands run through my hair and the other rests on the curve of my stomach.

“You’re gonna be such a good dad, you know that?” I ask tracing one of the veins on the back of his hand.

“You think so?” he asks with a shaky voice indicative of his nervousness.

“Yeah, I do. You’re great with me and I’ve seen you with Y/S/N’s kids. They adore you and so do I,” I say as I cup his face in the palm of my hands.

He nuzzles into my palm and turns his face to place a kiss there. I smile in content and wrap a hand around his neck to pull him closer to my face. He stares into my eyes like he could see through me. I lean closer and press my lips to his fervently. He moans and tightens his arm around my waist. My heart hammered against my chest as his lips moulded to mine and in that minute I could float if he wasn’t holding me. Even after years of being married to him and kissing him, it always made me feel alive. He pulled away just enough for our lips to barely touch and I gasped for breath.

His chuckle reverberated through my chest as I tried to pull him closer for another one of those world-shattering kisses.

“You have work tomorrow love,” he admonished as he pulled his shirt off completely to settle into bed.

“You don’t have to be a good influence all the time, y’know.” I pouted as he cuddled me into his chest again.

“Well, someone does.”

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Fic Roundup (up to 9/26/21)

I'm gonna start collecting fics I've read recently to recommend them, because making trope lists takes too long and many fics fall by the wayside. Let me know if you like this new format!

The fandoms in this list are as follows: Marvel (SamBucky, HTP, SpideyPool, WinterHawk, WinterIron, Stony, Stucky, SpiderShield), DCU (Bane/Blake), Inception (Arthur/Eames), Teen Wolf (Sterek).

A * signifies a particular favorite (though I love all these fics)

Marvel

Sam/Bucky

double back by flowermasters (E, 12K, Post-Endgame, Time Loop, Time Travel)

Sam gets stuck in a time loop. In 1943.

Things could be worse, but they could certainly be better.

Companion piece here: quick time

I'll explain everything to the geese by napricot (Post-Endgame, E, 50K, Sam can talk to birds)

Bucky is so competent that it hurts my feelings is not a rational complaint to have about a person, and yet, after a year of being Captain America and partnering up with Bucky for the new and improved, post-Blip Avengers, that’s kinda how Sam’s feeling.

It’s not great. It maybe leads to Sam making some rash, ill-advised decisions like claiming he has a previously undisclosed superpower, and then getting caught in a web of lies when he ends up actually developing that surprisingly inconvenient superpower. Talking to birds had seemed like a harmless superpower, but it turns out that birds have a lot of opinions, and they don’t hesitate to tell Sam about them, especially when it comes to his supposedly subpar courting skills. Which is ridiculous, because Sam isn’t courting Bucky. Right?

Rumlow/Bucky

**blueprints for a better world series by itallstartedwithdefenestration @astralhux (CATWS, Post-CATWS, Noncon, E, 115K, Dark Main Character)

When Pierce discovers the asset is no longer capable of getting himself hard during recreational use, he tells Rumlow to figure out what the problem is, and to fix it. The solution turns out to be more complicated than anyone expected.

I can't recommend this series enough

Peter/Wade

*Dead Men Walking series by doctorestranged @lazystrawberrymilkshakes (E, 235K, Identity Porn, Slow Burn)

When a series of murders take place, Peter Parker goes undercover in Sister Margaret’s to get intel on Tony Stark’s prime suspect: Deadpool. Peter goes in hoping to get enough information so that Spider-Man can save the day, but like everything in Peter’s life, it becomes a bit more complicated than that and it soon becomes apparent that he might not be the best fit for the job.

All About Chemistry by TwiceBakedPotato @sedatedkoala (No Powers AU, M, CNTW, 74K, Teacher-Student Relationship, Slow Build)

After serving his 20 years in the Marine Corps, Wade Wilson is cashing in his GI Bill and going back to college. He feels like the old man on campus, but that doesn't matter. He likes his classes. He likes learning. And he especially likes his Chemistry professor with the messy brown hair.

Clint/Bucky

Making Me A Habit by Kangofu_CB @kangofu-cb (No Powers AU, T, 20K, Pet Store, Slow Burn, Pining, Misunderstandings)

Bucky is a disabled vet struggling with reintegrating into civilian life. He has a routine and a rhythm, and he doesn't like to let anything - big or small - disrupt it. That all changes the day Bucky finds himself inside CATastrophe, the local pet rescue, recovering from a panic attack in the back room of the shop.

He’s used to walking by the place, not visiting, but the next thing Bucky knows, he’s hanging signs and being used as a climbing tree for a bunch of freshly-acquired kittens. And he just...keeps going back. First for the kittens, then for the disaster shop owner who rescues actual kittens from actual trees and teaches archery as a side-gig, and eventually because he’s hopelessly in love.

(Clint was in love before Bucky ever walked in the door.)

*Nameless by AvaKelly (Post-CATWS, M, 101K, Time Travel, Time Loop, Slow Burn)

A gun is pointed at him before he can even move from his position, the Soldier's metal arm steady in its aim. Clint sighs.

"Nemo," Clint says. "It's tattooed on your wrist, right here," he lifts his right hand and taps his left index finger where his palm ends.

The Soldier's eyes widen. "How do you know this?"

"I put it there."

Glitter, G-Strings and Other Mission Hazards by flawedamythyst @flawedamythyst (T, 16K, Undercover, Stripper Clint)

“Which is why you need me to shake my booty for cash,” said Clint.

“Precisely,” said Coulson. “You’re the only agent we have who wouldn’t need additional training in the skills of an exotic dancer to take on the mission, and we want to get someone in there as soon as possible.”

Clint nodded, shutting the file. “Okay, awesome. I’ll dig out my sequined g-string.”

“You’ll have full access to requisition any costumes you might need,” said Coulson.

A mission requires Bucky to be Clint's back-up as he goes undercover as a stripper, which gets more difficult with every new costume he comes out in.

Paternal Error by EVVS @skylarkevanson (Post-CATWS, T, 33K, Kid Fic, Established Relationship)

Bucky has never once thought of being a parent. Not since the Winter Solider happened.

Until he falls in love with Clint Barton. And that idiot just keeps collecting children for his flock.

Now Bucky has to pretend like he's good at parenting.

Bucky/Tony

Forms of Love by bear_bell (Post-CACW, E, 33K, Split Personalities)

Months after the Avengers' dispute in Germany, the team returns to the US and moves back into the tower. As always, everyone pretends that nothing happened. Tony is just fine with this. He's used to pretending, and he'll be damned if he lets any of them see him flinch.

Tony's the bad guy, after all. He's used to it. He's fine with it. He's good at it.

Only now, there's something far worse loitering around the tower - The Winter Soldier. No one notices the guy at first, but when they do, Tony figures that he should have the soldier's back.

Birds of a feather should flock together, and the bad guys should start a book club.

Steve/Tony

While You Were Sleeping by betheflame @betheflame (No Powers AU, M, 65K, While You Were Sleeping AU)

It's been years since Steve Grant Rogers Drysdale has spoken to his twin, Ransom. So it was quite a shock when he was summoned to a hospital and found out that Ransom was in a coma.

Even more shocking? That Ransom is engaged. To Tony Stark.

Steve/Bucky

The Road Goes Ever On And On by PipGraham (Omegaverse AU, M, Noncon, Graphic Violence, 20K, Road Trip, Pre-Serum Steve, Past Domestic Violence)

When Brock's continued domestic abuse puts not only Steve's life in danger, but also that of his unborn pup, he flees into the night with just a small backpack of clothes and almost no money to his name.

Steve quickly runs into trouble as he tries to embark on a 3-day cross-country bus journey back home to New York City.

He meets a kind veteran when he most needs a helping hand.

Just Words by LadyRazzle (crimegimp) @ladyrazzle (Pre-CATFA, Soulmate AU, T, 2K, Fluff)

Inspired by that now legendary post: "soulmate AU where you wake up on your 18th birthday with the first words your soulmate will say to you tattooed on your body so you’ll know them when you meet them." Well what if they appear the moment you turn 18, rather than just the day? And what if by the time you turn 18, you'd already fallen in love?

Bucky wasn’t eager to discover what the words said. He already knew what he wanted them to say. He always had.

Peter/Steve

Forgetting It's There by spinstitcher (stygian) (NR, 8K, Crack, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Identity Porn)

“You’re Captain America,” he blurts out.

“What?” says Captain America, looking a little wide-eyed. He casts a nervous glance at the girl at the counter – he has nothing to worry about there, she’s rocking out to her iPod and could care less what they’re talking about – and says, “No, uh, Steve, it’s just, I’m Steve.”

“Right,” says Peter, and then because his brain-to-mouth filter had apparently been completely destroyed in the fight on Oscorp Tower: “Hey, your butt really is as tight as it looks on TV.”

DCU

Bane/Blake

7 Deadly Ass(as)sins by teacuphuman @teacuphuman09 (AU, E, 23K, BDSM)

Bane and Barsad own a sex shop and John needs a job.

Straws by Menirva (Bane/Blake/Barsad, AU, E, 38K, BDSM)

John works in a smoothie shop.

He has a knack, a second sense if you will, for being able to look at a person and know what they're going to order. It's not the most spectacular gift in the world but he likes being able to figure people out and he's never wrong.

Except for this scruffy asshole who is clearly just ordering the wrong thing to fuck with him.

How is he even finishing an extra-large?

Inception

Aurthur/Eames

Rough Trade by Whisky (whiskyrunner) @whiskyrunner (AU, E, 23K, Internalized Homophobia)

Arthur is an investment banker. He is professional and efficient. He's a halfway decent cook. He's totally independent and has been since the age of eighteen. Maybe he's tired all the time because he works about ninety hours a week which is twice what normal people do, but he's rich and he's competent at his job. He's almost thirty, and already a success.

And there are some things Arthur is not. For instance: Arthur is not gay.

Lucky by earlgreytea68 @earlgreytea68 (M, 37K, Kid fic)

Arthur finds a baby.

Teen Wolf

Stiles/Derek

Cut to the Bone by standinginanicedress (Omegaverse AU, E, 112K, Secret Relationship, Enemies to Lovers kinda)

“Not that it’s any of your god damn business, but my name is Stiles. Do you need something?”

The alpha grins. All teeth, shiny white, straight as an arrow. He’s got this sculpted perfection to him that Stiles is sure has worked on all the omegas he’s ever encountered before, but Stiles stands his ground and narrows his eyes. “A date.”

Stiles looks him up and down, slowly, from the black shoes on his feet, to his uniform khakis and blazer littered with pins, to his face. He frowns, makes a face, and says, “pass.”

Cornerstone by Vendelin (Human AU, E, 83K, Marine Derek, Blind Stiles, Friends to Lovers)

Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.

Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll, Rahciach (AU, Graphic Violence, E, 76K, Captivity, Feral Derek)

"Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf." An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.

The Payoff Pitch by Leslie_Knope (Sports AU, E, 83K, Coming Out, Friends to Lovers)

Derek is on the cusp of his second season with the LA Dodgers, and as the reigning runner-up Rookie of the Year, the pressure’s on him to become the team’s star pitcher and lead them to the playoffs for the first time in five years. He’s trying to deal with the burden of expectations and really has zero desire to spend any extra time or energy on anything that isn’t baseball.

But then he meets Stiles.

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Mute Masterlist

A Tapestry of Two (ao3) - BlueSimplicity steve/bucky E, 157k

Summary: Ever since DC, things haven’t been easy for Bucky Barnes. HYDRA stole everything from him, even his voice, and two months later he’s barely surviving as he struggles to pull the few scraps of himself left into a cohesive whole.

Until he gets his hands on a blanket and everything changes. Fascinated by its color and softness, he begins a journey he never would have imagined. Taken in by a stranger who teaches him to knit, Bucky slowly discovers he is so much more than a dropped stitch in the fabric of life. With time, patience, and the help of a few who have had their eyes on him for a long time, Bucky begins to turn himself into something stronger, softer and more beautiful than before, weaving a tapestry of friendship, laughter and love warm enough to embrace the entire world, fix old wrongs, and wrap around the only other person who never stopped believing in him.

Join the Club (ao3) - HashtagLEH peter/wade, steve/bucky T, 143k

Summary: Homeless and mute after everything Peter has been through, he somehow makes friends with Deadpool, as Spiderman. And then he meets the Avengers, as Peter.

Or, alternatively: “Spidey and Deadpool: the Mute and the Motormouth” (a title by Deadpool).

Life is better with friends (ao3) - arxiver steve/bucky M, 65k

Summary: Steve arrives at the mental hospital feeling like his life could never get better. This changes when he quickly befriends another patient. The John Doe doesn't speak, but he starts to open up to Steve. Perhaps together they can recover.

Reintroducing Hope (ao3) - Fernandidilly_yo G, 173k

Summary: Mute, and living on the streets after his aunt has a heart attack, Peter isn't sure life could get much worse. He desperately waits for his 18 birthday when he can finally have a life again. Until a seeming to be normal friend, Sam Wilson helps turn his life back around. With the help of the rest of the Avengers of course. In the middle of sorting all this out, Hydra causes even more trouble for our heroes. And Peter once again is left in the middle of the chaos.

Say It in Silence (ao3) - covarla bucky/tony E, 69k

Summary: “Tony!?”

He startled at the sound of Steve’s voice, nearly dropping his tablet. Tony looked around and bit back a curse. He hadn’t been paying attention to where he was walking and had wandered into a part of the Wakandan palace he really didn’t want to be in. He quickly looked back over his shoulder. There was Steve with Barnes and Sam right behind him. Steve took a step forward. Tony did the only sensible thing he could think of at the moment. He ran.

So Many Things to Say (ao3) - happyaspie pepper/tony T, 82k

Summary: After six years of being in the foster care system, fourteen year old Peter Parker somehow managed to win an opportunity to meet his hero. The one and only Tony Stark. 

Speak to My Heart (ao3) - Shi_Toyu loki/tony T, 3k

Summary: Every being in all of the Nine Realms had a soulmate...except Loki. He'd felt the surge of magic when a bond should have formed, but no words ever scrawled across his skin. He was a monster, unloved and unlovable. He was meant for no one and nothing...so why was this mortal claiming to be his?

Speechless (ao3) - sara_holmes bucky/clint T, 10k

Summary: It's not that Bucky doesn't want to talk. It's that sometimes (most of the time) he can't. So learning ASL is 50% getting around that slight issue and 50% getting Steve to shut his cake-hole about the necessity of him learning to speak again.

Well, to begin with. Then it's pretty much all about him falling head-over-heels for his incredibly hot - yet slightly tragic - ASL teacher.

syncopation (ao3) - macabre G, 5k

Summary: Tony isn’t sure how he ended up with a kid who doesn’t talk; the cynics would call it karma he guesses, or maybe the universe thinks it’s funny. It’s one of the first thing that absolutely everyone who meets Peter remarks - wow, he’s quiet, but hey! I guess you talk enough for the two of you, Tony!

(AU: Peter is on the spectrum and nonverbal. This does not make him less of a genius or less of Tony's precious kid.)

The Evidence (ao3) - StrivingArtist bucky/tony T, 16k

Summary: Didn’t notice. Right. Sure. Two brilliant minds, two super spies, and a god didn’t notice when the chattiest man they knew stopped making sound. They just seemed happier than before. Brighter and more cheerful than before. They just seemed like they were more comfortable with him around when he was stone silent.

Fuck it.

He knew they noticed.

And he knew they liked him better this way.

These Days I’ll Sit on Cornerstones (ao3) - Finny3120 steve/tony N/R, 15k

Summary: Tony was illprepared to find that the vigilante he'd recruited was a 14 year old boy. He was even less prepared for Peter Parker to be mute. But Peter hasn't spoken since his uncle died. And the more Tony works with the teen, the less it matters to him. He hears Peter just fine.

The Song of our Hearts (ao3) - ShadowsintheClouds bucky/steve/tony M, 31k

Summary: A soulmate au where you don't age past 18 until you meet all your soulmates and bond. Tony grows up with not one, but two dead soulmates, an abusive father, and a world that hates him because of lies and slander. He stops talking at a young age in an attempt to shield himself from more pain. It doesn't help that when Tony finally gets the chance to meet his soulmates that things just go to shit. Will Tony get his happy ever after, or will the rumours be too much for everyone to overcome?

The Two Sides of The Coin That Is Peter Parker (ao3) - Ebone pepper/tony T, 7k

Summary: Tony Stark has been trying to find Spider-Man for months and nothing can distract him from it until a young genius who barely talks comes crashing into his life.

Thumb, Index, and Pinky Extended (ao3) - Eudoxia steve/tony N/R, 4k

Summary: Tony Stark is twenty-one when he loses his voice. It shouldn't matter, but in a world where the first words your Soulmate says to you are marked on your skin, it can be pretty damn annoying.

Will I ever Make a Sound? (ao3) - InkQuillWriter G, 19k

Summary: Peter was mute.

He thought that would be it. He thought the world would just have to deal with a soundless child wandering around the world without any parents. Yet accidents happen. And when that accident causes for him to lose his uncle and his hearing, he became frightened. He couldn't make or hear any sounds. And that's what scared him.

He was Soundless...

He cried.

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For @winterhawkbingo Round 3, Square N4: Clint Meets Winter Soldier Bucky

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Clint pushed open the door to the studio and was a little disheartened by how comfortable he was getting using crutches. As a professional dancer, this was not a skill set he had hoped to become proficient at. Unfortunately, as an aging professional dancer nearing his mid-thirties, this was probably where his future was headed.

Clint was greeted by a chorus of groans and declarations of sympathy from the rest of the company when he entered the studio.

"Oh no, Clint!"

"How bad is it?"

"I'm so sorry, not again!"

"What did the doctor say?"

"Sweet purple crutches, dude."

The last comment came from Tony, who was, of course, always focused on the fashion. Endlessly trendy and always color coordinated, that was Tony.

After his last round with the "crutches of doom" as he had so fondly dubbed them, Clint decided to spring for a pair of those forearm crutches with the cuffs. Accidentally dropping his crutches on the floor every time he tried to demonstrate a port de bras got old really fast, so this time he was using a set it was harder to drop. And if he was getting fancier ones, he was surely going to get them in his favorite color. He might not be as fashionable as Tony, but it wasn't hard to be color coordinated when everything he owned was purple.

"I'm so sorry, Clint," Bucky said as he approached. He put a hand on Clint's shoulder and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

Clint had been texting Bucky the whole train ride home from his doctor's appointment, so this wasn't news to him, but it was the first time they'd seen each other since Clint found out he'd sprained his ankle badly enough to need surgery and would need to be off it for a couple of months.

Clint held his arms out for a hug and Bucky immediately obliged. "Thanks, Bucky," he murmured into Bucky's hair, squeezing the other man tightly. "This really sucks."

Bucky was rubbing circles on Clint's back when Artistic Director Fury clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.

"Okay everyone," Fury said once all eyes were on him, "as you can all see, Clint won't be able to perform for a few months, so with that I've decided to make some changes to the upcoming performances."

Everyone glanced at Clint before looking back at Fury expectantly. Clint had been featured heavily in the upcoming season, both as the main Captain America as well as covering the roles of Thor and Winter Soldier for many of the performances. Fury could easily fill in Clint's roles with the understudies - that's why they had understudies after all - but it seemed like he was planning to change things up on them.

"Since our understudies for both the Captain America and Winter Soldier roles are both of the... shorter stature," he said, looking pointedly at Steve and Bucky, "I'd like to remove the Captain America Act I pas de deux from the season and replace it with the Act III pas de deux from Captain America and the Winter Soldier."

The entire room drew in a collective breath at this announcement. That pas de deux was an explosion of physicality. A brawl between two super soldiers, it was know for its explosive jetés and high flying cabriolles.

It required the two dancers to showcase both their expressive repertoire as well as their sheer strength. It also required an incredible amount of stamina and it was the perfect piece for Steve and Bucky.

"Holy shit, dude," Clint whispered quietly in Bucky's ear.

Bucky looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head when Fury said, "Steve will be dancing the part of Captain America alongside Bucky as the Winter Soldier."

"Oh my god, you're both gonna die!" Wade shouted from where he was sitting on the floor.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Steve said dryly while Bucky still looked shellshocked.

Clint nudged Bucky. "You doing okay there?"

"Umm, yeah," he said, sounding dazed. "Actually no, but I'll get there after a bit of panic."

Clint laughed. "What a mood. You got this, though. If I can dance the Winter Soldier, you definitely can. You're going to be amazing."

Bucky turned wild eyes on him. "What are you talking about? You're a way better dancer than I am."

"Only because I've got years of extra practice under my belt," Clint said, patting his arm. "You're better than I was when I was your age. Your coupe jetés are a thing of beauty and Fury's clearly taking full advantage of that fact."

Bucky didn't look like he believed him, but Fury called him to the center of the floor before he had a chance to answer. Clint just gave him an encouraging wave before heading over to the barre to stretch.

*

Despite Clint's reassurances, Bucky was still anxious about the new piece weeks later and asked Clint to run through it with him privately a few days before they were supposed to debut. Clint wasn't complaining - the more time he got to spend with Bucky the better - and it just felt good to be in the studio, even if he couldn't dance.

When they got to the studio after a particularly grueling morning class, Clint was surprised to find Steve not in attendance for their practice.

"While I'm happy to help you out with the piece, I can't exactly partner you right now," Clint said with a small frown. "What's going on?"

Bucky bit his lip and looked away. "I can't find my Winter Soldier," he whispered. "I know all the steps, but the characterization always falls flat. I... I need help figuring out what the Winter Soldier looks like."

Clint paused for a few seconds, really considering what Bucky was asking for. He could give him the flippant answer - "he looks like you but with more eyeshadow" - but Bucky deserved a serious answer. Bucky needed a serious answer if he was going to find himself in this role in the next few days.

"Okay," Clint said, levering himself up from the chair he was sitting in and slipping his arms through the cuffs of his crutches, "you've danced the Black Widow role before. Remember that the Winter Soldier is a product of the Red Room too. You can take some of the characterization from the Black Widow and build on that."

Bucky nodded thoughtfully and turned his head to follow Clint as he made his way across the room.

"They're both trained assassins, but with the Winter Soldier you need to bring more force to the role. The Black Widow is light and sneaky, while the Winter Soldier is all about showing his strength. He uses intimidation to complete his missions."

"Intimidation and a machine gun," Bucky laughed.

"That too," Clint said. He pulled out his phone to plug it into the stereo system in the corner of the room and scrolled through his music until he found the Captain America and the Winter Soldier suite. "I'll make you listen to the whole ballet later, but for now we can just walk through the pas de deux."

Buck groaned. "Don't we don't hear this enough during rehearsal? If listening to the piece was going to help me find the Winter Soldier, don't you think I'd have gotten it by now?"

Clint put his hands on his hips. "You asked for this, and we're going to find the Winter Soldier in there somehow. Come on, fifth position now," he said sternly, imitating their dance master Coulson.

Bucky rolled his eyes, but took his position in the center of the dance floor. Clint started the music and Bucky did a saut de basque.

"Okay," Clint said, pausing the music after a few measures, "what is the Winter Soldier thinking here?"

Bucky frowned and chewed his lip. "Murder?" he asked.

Clint laughed. "Okay, yes, pretty much always, but what else?"

Bucky repeated the saut de basque he'd just completed and continued frowning. "He's confused," Bucky answered, expression equally confused. "Captain America just claimed to know him and he's refusing to fight back. This isn't how his missions usually go, so he's confused under the murderiness."

"Yes, good!" Clint encouraged him. "The Winter Soldier is confused, so you can really play up the turbulent choreography here. The saut de basque are there to show how conflicted and off-balance he is!"

Clint skipped back on the track to play the section over again. "Do you hear the violins? How discordant they are? That's his confusion coming through in the music, so you need to match your steps to that."

Bucky nodded, repeating the saut de basque again, but jerkier and without the smooth grace he'd shown the first time.

"Yes, perfect!" Clint said, clapping his hands together in satisfaction. "Okay, so in the next part Captain America is showing off, trying to get the Winter Soldier to recognize him, so you have a short moment to breathe before you have to pick him up in the pas de chat lifts. Then it's the three lifts right in a row, but the choreographers added in the fake drop on the second lift. Steve will go off in a huff, so the third lift gets skipped, and then you come back together for the jetés."

Bucky nodded, walking through the steps as Clint talked.

"I break the Winter Soldier character when Steve's having his tantrum, right?"

"Definitely," Clint answered. "Maybe do one of your 'what can you gonna do?' shrugs? Those are the best."

Bucky shrugged, raising his eyebrows and quirking his mouth.

"Yes, like that," Clint said. He started the music again and the tempo picked up, heavy with drums. "What's going on in the Winter Soldier's head now?"

Buck closed his eyes and listened for a few seconds. "He's angry now. We finished the jetés and I'm chasing Steve across the stage as he does a bunch of chaînés. I'm doing coupe jetés as I follow him."

Clint paused and skipped back on the track. "Right, let me see you do it from the jetés. Do it for real, full emotion, see if you can find the character in there."

Bucky nodded and walked to the side of the room where he moved into fourth position. Clint started the music and Bucky leapt into the air with a scowl. He repeated the move twice more, then spun, hands in front of him holding an imaginary gun. He did a coupe jeté and Clint frowned.

"I know you can get more height on that coupe jeté!" he called out.

Bucky did the coupe jeté a second time with a little more height, but less than Clint knew he was capable of. After he repeated the coupe jeté a third time and went into an attitude, Clint paused the music.

"Come on, Bucky, you're holding back," Clint said, thumping his crutch on the dance floor for emphasis. "I know you can bring more power to your coupe jeté. You're the Winter Soldier. You're not going for lithe and graceful here. This pas de deux is all about the power. The helicarrier is falling and the man you're trying to kill insists that he knows you. The different parts of you are torn, conflicted, but you've been made into this killing machine against your will and you've been tasked with the mission to kill this man."

Bucky gave him a stricken look. "I'm not good enough," he suddenly wailed, burying his face in his hands.

"What? No!" Clint said, hurrying over to Bucky as fast as he could and gently grabbing his wrists to pull his hands away from his face. "Look at me Bucky, you are good enough. Fury changed the whole season around because he knew you were perfect for this role."

"I'm not," Bucky insisted, sniffling miserably. "I don't know how to find this character. I don't know how I'm supposed to fill your shoes."

"Oh Bucky," Clint said softly, "it's not about trying to fill in my shoes. Don't focus on how I would dance the role; that's never a good road to go down. You need to bring your own fire to the role. Forget about me; forget about Fury. Just take your passion and really show people what Bucky's Winter Soldier looks like."

"I don't know how to do that! I'm not connecting the elements, I'm not connecting with the character - you can see it; I know you can. I don't know how to get that brute force across without falling out of the character. Look at me," he said, shaking his head, "I'm tiny. I'm one of the shortest dancers in the company. How am I supposed to make people think I'm this hulking assassin that kicks doors in?"

"Maybe don't think of it as just needing brute force," Clint suggested, rubbing Bucky's wrists. "The Winter Soldier is a character full of contradictions, and that's never more evident than in this particular pas de deux. Captain America is easy. He's a flat character - liberty and justice and all that. But the Winter Soldier has layers."

"Like ogres?" Bucky asked with a wet laugh.

Clint smiled. "Yeah, like ogres and onions. You just have to unpeel those layers to find the core of the character."

*

Three days later, Clint was dressed in his best suit with a bouquet of roses tucked in a bag slung across his shoulder. He shoved his way through the crowd, unafraid to use his crutches to clear a path through the swathes of people headed in the opposite direction. He gave a wave to the security guard, who did a double take before opening the door to the backstage area for him. By the time Clint got to the dressing room, he was breathing heavily. Why they had to put the dressing rooms up three flights of narrow stairs, he would never understand.  

Clint walked through the open door of the dressing room and looked around for Bucky. Eddie smiled at him, halfway through wiping off his makeup, and pointed towards the back of the room where a cluster of dancers had formed. T'Challa and Scott must have heard him approach, because they turned and stepped aside so Clint could see Steve and Bucky at the center of the dancers.

Bucky looked up, still wearing his full Winter Soldier costume, and his eyes lit up when they landed on Clint. He had a bright smile on his face, and Clint took a moment to appreciate that Bucky had clearly taken his advice on how to achieve the smokey raccoon-eye look of the Winter Soldier before wading his way into the crowd of dancers.

"Ah, there he is," Clint said, opening his arms up for a hug. "I've been waiting to meet the Winter Soldier. I knew you'd be able to find him."

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⭐️ - anything about What a Day for a Daydream you'd like to share (but more specifically always love your Phil characterisation so would love to know more about that)

Director’s Cut answer about What a Day for a Daydream (Tomorrow I’ll Pay the Dues for Dropping My Load), the Clint/Coulson fic where Clint and Steve get dosed with sex pollen and there's a lot of 3-way angst about it afterward,

Oh, gosh. Okay, that’s an oldie so I’ve had to think about this a bit.  I guess, first, thank you for you for kind words—I’m glad you like the way I characterize Phil. 😘

So, Phil… I really love him and I do love writing him.  I wrote Phlint stuff earlier on and then sort of drifted away to winterhawk, which I also love, but when I’ve dusted Phil off a couple times lately, I’ve thought, Oh, I really love writing Clint/Coulson!  In my mind, he can embody so many great characteristics.  He’s BAMF, for sure, but he’s also smart and strategic.  And maybe most importantly for Clint, he’s kind, understanding, and patient.  To my mind, this pairs so perfectly with Clint and his more volatile past and potential issues.  When I’ve written winterhawk fics, often Clint and Bucky are both damaged and sort of healing together, with Clint and Phil, there’s more yin and yang: Clint’s damaged, Phil’s a more stabilizing influence.

But, as to my characterization of Phil.  There are a couple of things that drive that for me.  First and foremost, when I write, I really try to write my characters as realistic as possible.  This is just me—it’s what I like to read and what I like to write.  I want all of my characters to seem like real people and not caricatures, or perfect idealizations, or… well, let’s just say there’s not going to be a lot of conversations about feelings, and when there are, the conversation is likely to be oblique and/or brief.  So that’s always going to be the base level characterization I’ll bring to Phil: less is more when it comes to discussing feelings, but there will be glimpses of the depth of feelings revealed.  I don’t think there’s anywhere in Daydream where either Phil or Clint says “I love you” to the other (Nat remarks that Phil loves Clint at one point, which they both understand is a given), but I hope that it was clear that they do, they really, really do.  I actually see Phil as being stupidly, incredibly, deeply in love with Clint, and having to work a little bit to contain his emotion about it.  I think Clint knows Phil loves him, but I don’t think he has any idea just how crazy in love Phil is.

Second, and I’ve said this in A/N and comments more than once, I heavily base my Phil, and my Phil/Clint relationship, on the characterization of him and them that can be found in dentalfloss’ masterpiece, In Wade We Trust (We Are So Screwed).  That fic is really a Clint and Wade friendship story, but the brief glimpses of Phil/Clint in that fic, I absolutely adore.  They have an easy, comfortable relationship based on mutual respect (and for sure, love, though they never say it) and there’s no power imbalance (which is one thing I strongly dislike and will never write).  Her Phil is wry and funny and subtle, and I always try to have my Phil replicate her Phil.  Sometime, when I’m writing Phlint, I’ll read that fic first, to get it fresh in my brain before I start writing.

So, Daydream… Phil in that fic is barely contained fury, but he works hard to hold it in.  But he’s not perfect, and he loses a little bit of control when he sees Clint’s condition “after”, which of course sets things up for Clint to worry that he’s mad at Clint.  Phil’s furious and he tries to pretend he’s mad at Rogers, or himself (and for sure, there’s some of that), but really, given the circumstances, there’s no convenient outlet for his anger so he’s bottling it up.  It’s why his anger flares when Clint offers to let Phil fuck him – because he feels so helpless in the situation and he is a man who is always in control.  In truth, writing that whole protracted scene, when Clint makes that offer and then they argue in the kitchen and Clint leaves and then he comes back and they resolve things in the bed, was probably my favorite writing in that entire, long fic. I enjoyed writing it a lot.  I actually really enjoy writing dialog when I have a clear end goal, and so much of that scene was pre-formed in my brain, it flowed out really easily.  Love that.

Oh, I also liked the bit where Clint lashed out at Phil and Phil was all calm and reasonable about it, and later Clint sits down next to him and Phil says “Meow” because he’d made reference earlier to Clint being like a cat thrown in water. One of my betas suggested that maybe it would be better to have Clint say meow, as a sort of admitting he’d overreacted, but I left it, because I really like the idea that Phil understands that Clint’s going through a difficult time, but he’s also going to call him out on his shit.  Gently, though. And that’s all that was necessary – Phil saying “meow”, Clint huffing and acknowledging he was a shit, and that’s all they need to resolve the tension, because they know each other that well.  And they’re grown-ass adult men who are willing to acknowledge their bad behavior and apologize for it. (That’s important). 

Oh, one last thing about that fic: it was from a prompt on the AvengersKink and so when I initially started writing it, it was only posted there, but that site was a nightmare to post on and if a fic was long, each successive pieces was indented further, so I got to the point where there were only one or two words across before a new line started. 😅 Eventually I said fuck it, and posted it over here. I can’t actually remember if I posted all of this over there or not. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Okay, I’m pushing 1000 words here, so I guess I should wrap this up. I’ve actually had a lot of fun on this little trip down memory lane so thanks for the ask, nony!  I hope this is what you were hoping to see, but feel free to follow up if you have any more questions because obviously I’m happy to blather on about fic!

Director’s Cut ask game.

[deishiro]

ALRIGHTY HAWKEYE DEBRIEF I WANNA CRY

Everything about that last episode had me s c r e a m i n g like, just wow.

Yelena and Kate bantering and fighting and bantering some more and complimenting each other ? Hit me up, love

Also I love Kazi and Maya's relationship, always here for some platonic deep bonds between people and i feel like that's what mostly happened here, no sappy romance, just real, right bonds, like Nat and Clint, or Kate and Clint, or again, Kazi and Maya (even if Kazi is, well, him)

LAURA BARTON WHAT ARE YOU HIDING I'm still thinking about that scene in Age of Ultron where Tony is like 'This is an agent of some kind..' and fuck, c'mon, SHIELD backstory!!! Probably why she was all chill about Fury hanging out with their tractors so he could speak with Tony

ALSO PYM AND STARK TECH FOR THE TRICK ARROWS LIKE WOW and the whole, Clint making his own arrows and being ✨smart✨ despite being low-key and underestimated is my favorite fanfiction trope anyways

Ah and shout-out to the Rogers Musical for casting a blood tall ass guy for Hawkeye, i love Renner to the moon and back but it was a nice reminder that Clint is a 6"4 or 6"3 blue-eyed blonde idiot, although there wasn't one episode where both Hawkeyes weren't sporting bandages, bruises or bandaids so really, it's cool

I fucking love Maya, I've said it before and I'll say it again, i feel for her and i can't wait to see more of her, and I'm sure Kingpin isn't dead so really, there might be more of her

Jack ? With his sword ? Man i love him it was hilarious, just happily hitting people with his little sword like he's saving the day

THE LARP TEAM FOR GOD'S SAKE I'M IN LOVE Grills you have my heart my soul and everything else

Back to Yelena, i feel for her, i cried when she was talking with Clint, and i was so hoping for a hug of some kind, i hope we get some ressemblance of a friendship between them? Like talking about Natasha and how they both knew her and everything

Detail but I love the little coin trick that Clint taught Kate was useful for her against Fisk, i was waiting for it to arrive and bam, flawless

No boomerang arrow but I'll let it slide, Clint got caught in a giant Christmas Tree and spoke to a little owl, which is such a Clint thing to do

And I've seen Renner in a suit before, but it'll never get old, he looks BADASS Jason Bourne levels badass obviously

I was squealing and begging for Clint to take Kate and Lucky home with him and the noise i made when they did appear I'm, I'm not even ashamed

'i'll have to ask Scott about it' the chaotic potential of their friendship is HIGH man, i want more

Kate's face when Clint called them partners and when he said he was proud of her, or whenever he did something she thought cool, even after six episodes she keeps being in awe and yes, gurl, i feel ya, but like, the whole 'never meet your heroes' here is bullshit, because he's done everything he could to keep her safe and make sure he came out if it all alive and unharmed, father instincts and all i suppose, I'm soft wow

Eleanor talking about consequences and actions and responsibilities while blaming Kate for getting her arrested? Yeah sure okay shut up and stop finding excuses for your behaviour

Lucky. Just, Lucky.

Yelena's hairstyle btw, or her style in general is absolutely stunning, and once again, i love aro/ace representation as platonic relationships being just as strong as romantic ones and this show was all about it so yeah

OH CLINT SAYING HE BROUGHT HOME STRAYS that's my favorite headcanon, Clint randomly picking up strays because he was a stray too, Natasha, Kate, Lucky, whoever neighbors he has in BedStuy in the comics, and like, 'you step out that door, you're an Avenger' bit with Wanda/Pietro, yeah that's my shit, more headcanons I've read with Bucky, or Scott, or i even read some with Wade Wilson, so really, hell to the yeah

Clint is so in love with his family it's painfully wholesome

I'm probably gonna rewatch the finale, or the entire really, and I'll come cry some more about it

I'm in absolute love with this show, i was scared of being disappointed because I had high expectations, but, apart from no background story for Clint, like the Circus and everything which would've been nice but really the show was about Kate so i can't blame anybody, i loved it. Now go get Aja and Fraction some credits because it's all thanks to them, this version of Hawkeye, and

Ima hyperventilate in my bed with my Ronin!Clint Funkopop, anybody wanna join?

Peace ✌️