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writerkenna · 9 months

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Trope Game

tagged by @sambambucky ! This looks really fun thanks!

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

• -10 -> very dissuaded

• 0 - don't care either way

• 10 -> very enticed

• hope -> if it's a hard no and you'd never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or vou'd insta click out of the fic if it wasn't tagged.

Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it's conditional

Age Gap: 3

I sometimes enjoy the taboo nature of this but it has to be like 22 and 35, or something in that range. I’m not looking for like 17 and 40 😬

Codependency: 0

I don’t have any strong feelings on this one, and it really depends on the ship

Enemies to lovers: 7

This one definitely stems from my childhood lol. If two characters were beefing I’d be like ‘but maybe kiss??’ I mean, good obsession and bad obsession is still an obsession either way, and I love people fighting their feelings for each other.

Enemies With Benefits: 6

Same feelings as the last one but I prefer the slow burn and denial.

Fake Dating/Relationship: 6

There’s a lot good here, lots of pining and misunderstandings. It’s not in my top favorite tropes but I do really like it

Found Family: 9

Oooooh I eat this shit up!!! I love groups of friends loving each other like family! Give it to me! I want Friendsgivings and showing up for birthdays and being each others’ emergency contacts. Yes yes yes to everything involved in this trope

Friends To Lovers: 6

I’m pretty in to this one, because I think any good relationship is a friendship first. And I like with enemies to lovers I really enjoy the confusion and feelings denial

Friends With Benefits: 8

I fuck with this big time. I’m such a sucker for both parties acting like it’s just sex and secretly being in love. The mutual pining here is *chefs kiss*

Hurt/Comfort: 10

If you read my writing you KNOW this is my bread and butter. I want the characters I love to suffer pls. I just wanna seem em cry tbh

Love Triangle: 8

I don’t write this one but I do love to read it. This goes hand in hand with hurt/comfort and also I’m a big fan of jealousy.

Mistaken/Hidden Identity: 0

This one’s okay, but tbh I haven’t read a ton of it.

Monster Fu... Relationship: -1

I’m so sorry, no shame, but it’s just not for me.

Obsession, Possessiveness, etc: 9

God yes, c’mon give it to me. I love characters being unhealthily devoted to each other.

Opposites (like grumpyxsunshine, etc): 8

This one I looooove with sooo many ships. Sambucky, ineffable husbands, clintasha, brittana, etc, it just scratches this brain itch I have.

Poly: 0

Meh, samstevebucky and royjamiekeeley are the only ships that I really like for poly stuff.

Pregnancy: 10+++++++

do I even need to explain??? This is my favorite trope, above all others, eternally. Give me the babies, give me the cravings, give me those baby bumps, give me all the new parent feels.

This is my life blood.

Second Chance: 4

Not in my top faves but I do love the history and characters who are burned and slow to trust.

Sex To Feelings: 2

It doesn’t do much for me unless it’s also a slow burn and full of feelings denial.

Slowburn: 6

I love it even tho sometimes I’m like ‘just kiss already!’ This trope makes me legitimately giddy ❤️

Soulmates: -5

Reveal here: I never read soulmates/soulmark stuff 😬

For me, characters knowing they are meant to be together takes out all the suspense and will they won’t they. It is very rare for me to enjoy a soulmates fic.

Tagging: @logicheartsoul @iamgalicia @bisamwilson @barneswilsonrogers

#tag game #sambucky #samstevebucky

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madhare0512 · 1 year

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Ships I Write For:

- Marvel

FitzSimmons

The Scientists and the Spies (Leopold Fitz/Jemma Simmons/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff)

Lance Hunter/Leopold Fitz

Huntingbird

Clintasha

Hulkeye

StaticQuake

Daisy Johnson/Piper

Daisy Johnson/Piper/Lincoln Campbell

Melinda May/Phil Coulson

Mack Mackenzis/Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez

Foggy Nelson/Matt Murdock

Wilson Fisk/James Wesley

Luke Cage/Danny Rand

Danny Rand/Spiderman (Ultimate Spiderman only)

IronHawk

Technobow

Stony

Cherik

Armando Muñoz/Alex Summer

Nightsilver

Scott/Jean

Danielle Moonstar/Rayne Sinclair/Illyana Rasputin/Sam Guthrie/Roberto de Costa

Raven/Hank

Wandavision

Peter/Ned/MJ

Carol Danvers/Maria

Symbrock

Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson

Loki/Mobius

Kate Bishop/Yelena Belova

- DC

Birdflash

Malcolm West | Herald/Joey Wilson | Jericho (Teen Titans only)

Rachel Roth | Raven/Garfield Logan | Beast Boy

Coldflash

Superflarrow

Vibeflash

Atomwave

Coldatom

Flashatom

Coldwaveatomflash

Goldenvibe

Toliver

Hawkmates

Killerwave

Winnara

Scholsen

Atomblazer

Coldatomwave

Atomfrostwave

Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle

Harley Quinn/Poison Ivy

- NCIS

Tony DiNozzo/Jimmy Palmer

Tony DiNozzo/Nick Torres/Jimmy Palmer

Nick Torres/Jimmy Palmer

Sam Hanna/G Callen

G Callen/Eric Beale

Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks

Poly!Agents (Callen/Sam/Kensi/Deeks/Eric/Nell)

Nell/Nate

Tim/Abby/Delilah

Bishop/Kasie

Gibbs/Jack Sloan

Sam/Michelle

Jessai (Jesse Boone/Kai Holman)

Pride/Chris/Sebastian

Lucy/Kate

- Criminal Minds

Hotch/Hailey

Tara/Emily

Jemily

MoReid

Micphet (Prophet/Mick Rawson)

Sam Cooper/Prophet/Mick Rawson

JJ/Will

Luke/Penelope

Rossi/Erin

- Harry Potter

Wolfstar

Jegulus

Jeguiliy

Jacob Kowalski/Newt Scamander

Fred Weasley/Harry Potter/George Weasley

Ron Weasley/Harry Potter

Hermione Granger/Harry Potter

Hermione/Ron/Harry

Harry/Luna

Luna/Ginny

Ginny/Harry

- Maze Runner

Newtmas

- Doctor Who

Rose/Nine

Martha/Ten

Clara/Eleven

Rose/Nine/Jack Harkness

- Supernatural

Destiel

Sabriel

Crowly/Bobby

Bobby/Balthazar

- Star Wars

Skysolo

Stormpilot

Jedistormpilot

Obi-Wan/Anakin

Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme

- Star Trek

Chulu

McSpirk

Spirk

McKirk

- Merlin

Merther

Morgana/Gwen

- Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

Hollowheart

Floatingfire

- Lord of the Rings/Hobbit

Aralas

Frodo Baggins/Samwise Gamgee

Meriadoc Brandybuck/Peregrin Took

Frodo/Samwise/Merry/Pippin

Bagginshield

- Dark Matter

OneThree

- Power Rangers (full list in the pr blog)

Jake Holling/Noah Carver

Brody Romero/Preston Tien

Hayley Foster/Calvin Maxwell

Tyler Navarro/Riley Griffen

Jayden Shiba/Antonio Garcia

Mike/Kevin

Devon Daniels/Ravi Shaw/Zoey Reeves/Nate Silva

Devon Daniels/Nate Silva

Casey Rhodes/RJ

Vida Rocca/Xander Blye/Chip Thorn

Nick Russell/Chip Thorn

Jack Landors/Syd Drew/Sky Tate/Z Delgado/Bridge Carson

Jack Landors/Bridge Carson

Will Aston/Mackenzie Hartford

Ronny Robinson/Rose Ortiz

Scott Truman/Summer Landsdown/Dillon/Fynn McAllistair/Ziggy Grover

Dillon/Ziggy Grover

Scott Truman/Flynn McAllistair

Shane Clarke/Dustin Brooks

Zayto/Ollie Akana

Zayto/Ollie Akana/Javi Garcia

- Hawai'i Five-0

McDanno

Max Bergman/Jerry Ortega

- Shadowhunters

Jimon

Alec Lightwood/Simon Lewis

Jace Herondale/Clary Fray/Simon Lewis

Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood/Simon Lewis

Malec

Clizzy

- Umbrella Academy

Dave/Klaus Hargreeves

Eudora Patch/Diego Hargreeves

- Flashpoint

Julianna Callaghan/Sam Braddock

Lewis Young/Spike Scarlatti

Sam Braddock/Spike Scarlatti

Sam/Spike/Lew/Donna/Winnie/Jules

- Teen Wolf

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Allison/Scott

Erica/Boyd

Danny/Ethan

Lydia/Jackson/Aiden

Lydia/Stiles

- Grimm

Monroe/Rosalee Calvert/Nick Burkhardt

Nickroe

Adalind/Juliette

Roddy Geiger/Carter Brimey

Renard/Wu

Wu/Hank

- White Collar

Peter Burke/Neal Caffrey

Peter/Elizabeth

Peter/Elizabeth/Neal

- CSI

Horatio Caine/Eric Delko

Caine/Eric/Speedle

Calleigh/Ryan Wolfe/Natalia

- 9-1-1/Lone Star

Tarlos

Russley

Owen/Michelle

Bobby/Athena

Hen/Karen

Chimney/Maddie

Marjan/Paul

Mateo/Nancy

Nancy/Marjan

- One Chicago

Kelly Severide/Matthew Casey

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz/Jay Halstead

Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead/Natalie Manning/Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead/Justin Lieu/Connor Rhodes

Gabby/Shay

Darren/Blake

Mouch/Trudy

Herrmann/Cindy

Boden/Donna

Cruz/Chloe

Antonio/Peter Stone

Antonio/Voight

Sarah/Noah/Joey

Crockett/Ethan

Ethan/April

April/Maggie

- Mission Impossible

Ethan/Will

Jane/Bengi

- Sherlock

Johnlock

Greg Lestrade/Mycroft Holmes

- House

House/Chase

House/Wilson

Wilson/Chase

House/Wilson/Chase

Foreman/Thirteen

- Ghost Whisperer

Melinda/Jim

Melinda/Rick

Melinda/Rick/Eli

- Baby Driver

Darling/Buddy/Baby

- Bull

Danny/Cable

Bull/Benny

- Julie and the Phantoms

Luke/Julie

Luke/Reggie/Alex

Luke/Alex

Julie/Flynn

Julie/Carrie

-TMNT

Leo/Usagi (2003 only)

Leo/Karai (2003 only)

Raph/Traximus

Raph/Casey Jones

Don/Usagi (2003 only)

Don/Leatherhead

Mikey/Mondo Gecko

Mikey/Renet

Splinter/Tang Shen (2012 only)

I do not write incest of any kind, I do not write abuse unless by my own ideas, I do not write manipulation unless by my own ideas

If you have a question about a ship you don't see up here and want me to write, you're welcome to DM/IM me.

Thank you!

#personal #psa #mad speaks #mad writes #ships #things i ship #ships i write for

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lrwafterdark-deactivated · 1 year

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Welcome to the Dark Side, We have Mpreg and eggs.

Angry Marcus stan, poly shipper, and fanfiction defender.

NSFW Account.

My birthday is February 9th if anyone cares.

While I may post some nsfw prompts and headcanons I don’t post actual nsfw fics on tumblr, even before the great tumblr purge

I may be trash but I do not tolerate bullying for people’s ships for almost any reason unless the ship is a pedo ship. We all have different headcanons and beliefs.

Fanfiction requests and inquiries may be sent to my askbox or my new public email, [email protected]

My only DNIS are terfs, pornbots and 60 plus year old men, thanks!

N/S/F/W things to ask me about:

N/S/F/W headcanons

Kinks

🍆 Stuff

Smutt fic requests

Squicky stuff like Mpreg

If I cannot do something I will either ignore the ask if anon or answer it privately off anon.

Main/Special ships:

Mareana (Marcus/Breana)

Tankam! (Adam/Tank)

Kazivana (Kaz, Breana and Oliver)

SteelCanary (Breana/Nate Heywood)

NightCanary (Breana/Dick Grayson)

Breana/Tecton (his name is too awkward for a ship name)

Dizzy (bad ship name but Douglas/Lizzy)

Breana/Megahertz (again, his name is too awkward for a ship name)

Breana/Tecton/Megahertz poly

Kazana (Breana and Kaz)

Olivana (Breana and Oliver)

Fandoms (a condensed list because I have way too many):

Lab Rats

Mighty Med

Lab Rats: Elite Force (even though most of EF canon was trash)

Mech-X4

Rick and Morty

Supernatural

Stargirl

Titans

Arrowverse (Especially Legends of Tomorrow and Arrow)

Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist (Zoey and Leif and Mo are baes)

Daredevil (except it is 2021 and I have yet to watch season 3)

MCU

Girl Meets World

Liv and Maddie

Ships Involving Canon Characters (not all just the mains):

AdamxTank

Chaz/Kase

Chaziver (Chase/Kaz/Oliver)

Brylar

Leo/Logan

Taylor x Kate

Destiel

Olicity

Saileen

Stony

Stucky

Foggy/Karen

Kaziver

FitzSimmons

Olicity

Clintasha

Pepperony

Techertz

Ships Involving OCs:

Marcus Henderson/Breana Davenport

Douglas Davenport/Lizzy Knight

Rick Tyler/Breana Davenport

Mark Walker/Breana Davenport

Nate Heywood/Breana Davenport

Sebastian|S-3/Ellie Frost

Dean Winchester/Breana Davenport

Ryan Walker/Breana Davenport

Breana Davenport/Leo Mendel

Rarepairs:

Ray Palmer/Nora Darhk/Nate Heywood

Probably more because I am a filthy, filthy multishipper

Crossover Ships:

Oliver Queen/Matt Murdock

Clint Barton/Leo Mendel

Donald Davenport/Leo Mendel

Poly Ships:

Ray Palmer/Nora Darhk/Nate Heywood

Poly Ships With OCs:

Dean Winchester/Castiel/Breana Davenport

Oliver/Breana Davenport/Kaz

Nate Heywood/Breana Davenport/Mick Rory (which is the ship portrayed in my contribution to the lab rats rp blogs)

Marcus Davenport/Breana Davenport/Steve Rogers

Tecton/Breana Davenport/Megahertz

This is not an exhaustive list and will be periodically updated

Tags to Filter instead of just blocking me (you should be filtering ships you don’t like in general):

Mareana - that’s Breana and Marcus

Kazivana - Kaz, Breana and Oliver.

sexy stuff - the nsfw/smutty stuff

#lab rats #mighty med #mech-x4 #mech x4 #arrowverse #supernatural #rick and morty #zoey's extraordinary playlist #stargirl #titans #daredevil #liv and maddie #girl meets world #best friends whenever

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shewhohangsoutincemeteries · 1 year

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I have no idea if you’re still doing the drabbles but could I request a poly fic with Clint and Nat and “wait”?? Love you 💚

obviously you and @marvelouslytrekking are in the same head space right now lol. I will absolutely write more poly!clintasha with very little need for prompting lol :) It's on the list! Love you back :)

#startrekkingaroundasgard #nicola tag #asks

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 1 year

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Desiderium

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7lU9aIN

by stuckyl0ver

Two Soldiers Out of Time Two former Assassins One Billionaire One Airforce Colonel One Pararescueman One Witch One Doctor One Convict And only one girl to unite them all Their Angel

Words: 330, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Scott Lang, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Loki (Marvel), Peter Parker, Pietro Maximoff

Relationships: Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Scott Lang/Sam Wilson, Tony Stark & Stephen Strange, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov, Wanda Maximoff & Natasha Romanov, James "Rhodey" Rhodes & Tony Stark, Avengers Team & Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Everyone Is Poly Because Avengers, Lesbian Sex, Gay Sex, Threesome - F/M/M, Threesome - M/M/M, Threesome - F/F/F, Daddy Kink, Mommy Kink, Captain kink, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Fisting, Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Strap-Ons, Bisexuality, Rough Sex, Violence, Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Misogyny, Oral Sex, IronStrange, sambucky - Freeform, Clintasha - Freeform, Movie: Captain America: The First Avenger (2011), Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Movie: The Avengers (2012), Canon Divergence - Avengers (2012), Avengers Endgame, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Sex Toys, Character Death, Major Character Injury, Kidnapping, Murder, Assassination, Torture, Mind Control, Mind Manipulation, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Dom/sub

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7lU9aIN

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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ao3feed-sambucky · 1 year

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Desiderium

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/46609186

by stuckyl0ver

Two Soldiers Out of Time Two former Assassins One Billionaire One Airforce Colonel One Pararescueman One Witch One Doctor One Convict And only one girl to unite them all Their Angel

Words: 330, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/46609186

#Bucky #Captain America #Winter Soldier #Sam Wilson #James Barnes #Falcon #SamBucky #BuckySam #IFTTT

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mandyyvibes · 2 months

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For Reasons Wretched and Divine

Chapter 3: “Foreigner’s God.”

Clint looked out the window just in time to see a glint of metal and the form of a person on the rooftop across from them. He took a deep breath and looked down at the shield, at the symbol of righteousness and protection that he had picked up when he walked through the door of Steve’s apartment.

He had failed to protect Fury. This was the least he could do.

“Tell him I’m in pursuit.”

@catws-anniversary

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asexy-phoenix · 3 years

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We Can Share

poly!Avengers soulmate AU where the injuries of your soulmate(s) painlessly show up on your body.

Crossposted to Ao3

Remember when everyone was really into poly!Avengers right after phase 1 before the MCU became an overproduced nightmare of in-jokes and cgi? yeah, me too.

TW: self-harm, mentioned character death (non-graphic), injuries, scars.

Steve’s written on his skin for as long as he can remember. Ever since he found out Bucky was his soulmate, he’s grabbed a pen whenever he’s bored and scrawled a quick message. More often than not, Bucky would write back and soon Steve’s arms are covered in conversation.

How are you?

I’m fine. Aren’t you supposed to be in school?

Ma kept me home again. I told her I was fine but she said no school.

She was probably right.

Steve squinted at his arm. He was running out of space, so he pulled up his pant leg and started writing on his knee.

Do you want to go see a movie this weekend?

Not if you’re sick.

I’ll be fine by then.

Promise?

Promise.

They don’t stop and whenever Steve has a pen, he’ll write a quick sentence on his arm. Stay safe, or, don’t die, or, after the horrible moment where he watches Bucky plunge into a ravine, lost forever, I swear I’ll find you. The messages don’t come back after that, but a deep scar carves its way through the skin of his left shoulder.

After that Steve barely has time to think beyond revenge and pursuing Hydra and stopping the Red Skull and when he plunges the plane into the ice, his last thought is an apology to Bucky, that he never kept his promise.

Tony hates his soulmates. That’s not actually true – you can’t hate them, according to science – but Tony’s never been interested in what is and isn’t strictly possible, and he hates the scars that keep showing up on his body, so it’s easier to just say he hates his soulmates.

Ever since he was young, Howard had told him in no uncertain terms that he needed to keep them covered up, or, in his words, “the press will think I did it and hell will really break loose,” and that’s the last thing Tony wants, since hell was a pretty accurate description of his life anyway.

He goes to M.I.T and meets Rhodey and things start to fall into place, but it isn’t until he’s lying in a cave in Afghanistan with shrapnel worming its way towards his heart that he wonders what his soulmates will think. He dismisses the thought soon afterwards, too occupied with thoughts of escape and revenge.

When he gets back to America, he throws himself into his Iron Man suit, and generally ignores any new scars that show up on his body. They tend to come and go – there are a few exceptions, like the stab wound over his right lung – but there’s a series of them on his wrists and thighs.

Tony’s not stupid enough not to recognize them for what they are, and once when he’s particularly drunk he grabs a Sharpie and scrawls don’t do it beside a slowly-appearing mark. He doesn’t get a response, but the scar stops so he counts it a victory somewhere in the back of his mind.

Sometimes, when Natasha’s feeling particularly cynical, she wonders what her soulmate would think of her scars. The Red Room erases most of them after she’s finished her missions, but there are a few that they don’t take away.

When she’s ten, a mark shows up on her inner arm that she recognizes as an archery scar. Whoever it is must get an arm guard soon after, because it doesn’t appear again. She manages to hide it from her handlers until it heals, but the next one that shows up, a rope burn around her right wrist, is removed.

Years later, she wakes up with a mass of scar tissue in the centre of her chest, as if her soulmate had had their heart ripped out. The next day, a set of scars appear on her inner thigh. She watches them appear one by one, wishing she could stop whoever it was, rip the knife from their hand and throw it away. But she can’t so she doesn’t.

Clint doesn’t know why his soulmate’s scars keep disappearing on his skin, just for new ones to appear a week or a month later. If it’s a large enough one, he can sit and watch it as it goes. Sometimes he wonders what marks his circus tricks leave on his soulmate, but he’s never been permanently scarred, so he doesn’t worry too much about it.

When he gets recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D, he meets Phil Coulson. It’s incredibly cliché to say, but he’ll swear that, as soon as they shook hands, a current of electricity runs through his body. He’s sure they become soulmates in that moment, but he doesn’t know for sure until his first botched mission. S.H.I.E.L.D rescues him, and Clint sees the end of a scar that exactly matches the new one he has disappearing up into Phil’s hairline.

Bruce wishes he didn’t have soulmates most days. He likes the idea of a connection that’s deeper than words linking people who haven’t met yet, but at the same time he wishes he could remove it. If he could do that, could cut away whatever part of himself was tied to someone else, then maybe it wouldn’t hurt them on the nights he sat in the shower with a razor blade. He gets marks and phantom injuries too, but they’re regular things like cuts and scrapes from falling over in the street, and marks from archery. Not these neat, methodical lines he inflicts on himself.

It doesn’t get better, and it doesn’t get worse, and it keeps happening for years. Until, one night when scrawled writing appears beside the latest cut. Don’t do it, it says in barely legible writing, and Bruce starts sobbing. He drops the blade, pulls his knees to his chest and cries himself to sleep. For the first time he can remember, he feels like someone cares about him and it’s three words from a stranger.

Thor doesn’t have many scars for the first few centuries of his life. There are a few – from Loki of all people – but for the most part he has far fewer than anyone else at the court. It isn’t until just before he meets Jane Foster on Earth that he begins to see them. They’re small, just a few burns and other injuries like that at first, but gradually he starts to get more. As the years pass, more and more start to show up. There are scars that fade almost as quickly as they arrive, and others that are opened up over and over again, but the deepest one arrives just before he’s thrown down to Earth and stripped of Mjolnir. It appears near-fatal, and he figures that whoever gave it to him must have died, because there’s no way a mortal could survive any wound that runs that close to the heart. He mourns slightly, but then comes the trip to Jotunheim and all else is driven from his mind for a time.

It isn’t until his second trip to Earth when he meets the group of humans that call themselves the Avengers that he understands. There is a haunted look in the eyes of Steven and Natasha and Clint that speaks to one lost. Bruce’s sleeve pulls up and Thor recognizes the white line there – he knows that the lines continue across the doctor’s limbs because they’re on his body too.

There’s no time to say anything so he doesn’t until one night just after the Battle of New York as the humans are calling it. They are drinking and sharing stories in an age-old tradition that Thor is pleased to recognize transcends worlds. In some ways it is a pale imitation of his father’s halls, but in others it is far more meaningful than any Asgardian ceremony he has ever been a part of.

The hours slip by and conversation turns and turns again from topic to topic until finally settling on soulmates.

“Tell me,” Bruce says, eyes bright with mead and curiosity, “do your people have soulmates?”

“Of course!” Thor laughs loudly. “You are one of mine, Banner!”

“I – I am?” Bruce mutters. He looks as if the reveal has shocked the breath from him. “I didn’t know anyone was – “

“You’re mine, too,” Stark interrupts in a too-easy manner. “’s not like I know who mine are, but I imagine it’s pretty hard to miss for them.”

“Yeah, I’ll say,” Clint scoffs at the same time Natasha makes a noise of agreement.

“Oh, you two are mine?” Tony says with a grin. “This will make date nights with Pepper a lot more interesting!”

There’s a quick exchange of words, but across the table Thor watches Steven put down his drink. He takes off his shirt in one fluid motion and asks, “I don’t suppose any of you would know where these came from?”

In the end, it emerges that they are all soulmates in a tangled web that extends beyond their immediate gathering. Clint and Natasha were both bonded to the son of Coul, who they lost in the Battle; Natasha shares a bond with Steve in the form of his childhood friend Bucky; and Stark voices his suspicion that Pepper was also bonded to Phil but never knew.

“So, uh, what are we going to do about all of this?” Bruce asks, looking slightly dazed.

Thor smiles, feeling warmed not just from the alcohol but from the chance to finally meet all of his soulmates. “We can share,” he says.

No one disagrees.

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thatfanficstuff · 3 years

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Sacrifice Play - Clintasha x Reader

Throuple: Clint x Reader x Natasha

Warnings: Not really. Mentions of injury, blood. Flangst light

A/N: Celebration Summer #29. Prompts are in bold below. I really like this one. Enjoy!

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Your job was to get in, obtain the information and get out. Under no circumstances were you to engage the enemy unless absolutely necessary. Sometimes you wondered who exactly Steve thought you were. And he’d sent you in with Clint and Natasha. Seriously? How did he see this ending quietly?

So really it was Steve’s fault that the three of you were currently pinned down, returning fire as you tried to make it to the exit. At least that’s what you were telling yourself. You hunkered behind the corner and switched out the clip in your gun again. Clint and Tasha were across the hall, closer to the door. In fact, if they weren’t trying to save you, they could already be on the plane on the way home.

“You two go. I’ll cover you,” you said and licked your lips. It didn’t matter what happened to you as long as they were okay.

Natasha snorted and shot you a glare. “Don’t be stupid.”

You leaned out and released another volley of shots. “It’s not stupid. It’s the smart play here and you know it. Just go.”

“Sweetheart, I suggest you shut your mouth before you make me take you home and punish you,” Clint said.

Before you could respond, a grenade landed beside you with a thud. Your eyes went wide and you grabbed it and threw it back down the hall. It exploded raining debris down on the other end of the hall. “Yay! Grenade.” You took advantage of the chaos to limp across the hall to your partners.

Natasha grasped your arm as you stumbled slightly and Clint ran his gaze over you. He nodded once as he made a decision before picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder. You grunted when his shoulder dug into your stomach. “Put me down, Barton.”

He huffed a laugh and slapped you lightly on the ass. “Nope.”

“Nat? A little help?”

“I don’t think so, kotёhok.”

Great. You hated when they teamed up on you.

“We’re on,” Clint yelled as soon as all three of you were on board the quinjet. It lifted from the ground before the door even shut. You were dropped into a seat and your head spun for a minute as the blood rushed from it with the sudden change in position. Clint pointed at you. “Stay.”

Your gaze trailed him as he hurried off before snapping back to Natasha as she settled into the seat across from you. She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at you. She continued even after Clint returned with the medkit and began doctoring your leg. “Don’t give me that look,” you finally told her.

Clint glanced over his shoulder to look at her before turning back to you with a smirk.

“What look might that be?” Natasha asked, venom in her voice. “Might that be the look one gives their girlfriend when they try to sacrifice themselves?”

Clint shook his head. “No. I’m pretty sure that’s the look you give our girlfriend when she gets injured and doesn’t tell anyone so she falls behind and nearly gets herself killed as a result.”

Natasha nodded. “Oh, yeah. That’s the look.”

You glanced between the two of them and sighed. “I didn’t think it would slow me down that much. I was covering the rear. By the time I realized I was falling behind, we were already in trouble.”

Your girlfriend arched a brow and grunted in annoyance. Honestly, you hadn’t thought they’d care for your explanation but you felt the need to provide one anyway.

Clint patted the side of your calf. “That’ll curb the bleeding until we get back to the tower.” He shifted around until he was sat between your legs. He hooked a hand around your uninjured limb and laid his head against it. Your fingers immediately found their way to his hair. You loved to play with his hair. “Next time you get shot, try to take it in the vest, would you? Less blood that way.”

“I’ll do my best, baby,” you assured with a fond smile.

“Don’t do that,” Nat snapped, drawing the attention of both of you.

“What?” you asked.

She kept her gaze locked on Clint. “She’s in trouble. Don’t be sweet to her.”

His hold on your leg tightened as he whined just a little. “But Nat, she’s hurt.”

She just stared with that arched brow.

“And the blood. There was lots of blood.”

“She wanted to leave us,” Nat forced out through gritted teeth.

Your brow furrowed. “I didn’t want to leave you, idiot.”

She uncrossed her arms and leaned forward. “Well, you certainly weren’t trying very hard to stick around.”

“I was trying to save you.” Your volume rose as your voice took on a sharper edge. God, she could be so damned aggravating.

“And what good does that do if you’re not there with us?” She was full on yelling by that point.

You pulled your hands back into your lap and stared down at them as you swallowed past the lump in your throat. “You would have been fine, Nat. You’d have each other.”

Clint’s grip became almost painful on your calf. When you nudged him with your foot, he relaxed it slightly. His thumb ran back and forth in an absent-minded gesture. He stayed quiet, which you knew had to be killing him.

All the anger drained from Natasha in an instant. “You don’t get to do that. You don’t get to decide that we’d be fine without you. We wouldn’t be.” Her eyes study you and you shift under her gaze. “This works because of the three of us. The dynamic that we have. The fact that there are three of us doesn’t suddenly make one of us disposable.”

You sighed. “I didn’t mean it like that, Nat.”

“How did you mean it then, sweetheart?” Clint asked. “Because I got pretty much the same impression she did.”

“You guys were together before I came along. You were a couple and I was the plus one.” You shrugged. “I’m not saying I’m disposable or replaceable. I’m just saying that the two of you could shift back to that dynamic if I wasn’t around.”

The tension in the air told you that you were doing a shit job of explaining yourself as usual. “You were in danger because of me. You had a clear shot to the door. If one or both of you got killed trying to save me…I needed you to live. That’s all.”

Natasha leaned forward and cupped your cheek in her hand before pressing a firm kiss to your lips. She dropped back into her seat. “And we need you to live. So no more sacrifice plays.”

Clint moved to take the seat beside you. Once he’d settled, he pulled you into his lap. “What she said.” He kissed your temple and you laid your head on his chest. Closing your eyes, you breathed in his scent and let his presence calm you. You were almost able to ignore the throbbing pain in your leg.

Natasha took the seat you’d been in previously and leaned into Clint’s side, wrapping her arm around you as she did so. A content sigh left you. You never doubted your assassins loved you but it always made you happy to have them confirm it. And, regardless of your reassurances, you knew that you’d always put their lives before yours just as they’d do the same for you. That’s what love was. And god, were you happy you found it with them.

#Clintasha x reader #clint barton x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #clintasha fanfiction #poly fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #clint barton x you #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x you #black widow x reader #hawkeye x reader #hawkeye x you #celebration summer

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officialcharactersimp · 3 years

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would you write poly fics

yes!! please!! I'm poly!! down in the bottom of my intro post I talk about poly stuff, but I'll give a short recap: I'm most comfortable writing triads, with two characters and reader, but I can try out quads if you like (3 x r). Anything more will be a much more casual thing... for example:

little!reader is Stucky's little, and the other avengers are also cgs and littles, and you three are a triad, but you and the other avengers all get together sometimes and if things happen things happen, yknow?

the groupings I'm most comfortable/hype about include:

WandaNat x reader

BuckyNat x reader

Stucky x reader

I've never written the following, but am excited to try if people are intersted:

Winterhawk x reader

Clintasha x reader

Stony x reader?? idk.

#noah answers sometimes #poly x reader #avengers x reaader #requests open #anon #buckynat x reader #winterwidow x reader #stucky x reader #wandanat x reader #winterhawk x reader #clintasha x reader #stony x reader

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captainjimothycarter · 4 years

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The Avengers makes me think of that quote of "This is my boyfriend, and that's his boyfriend" only unironically. Natasha with a "That's my boyfriend Clint, our boyfriend Steve, and Steve's boyfriend Sam."

Galas are one of the most boring things on earth to Clint. He can barely keep his eyes propped open to even seem mildly interested in whatever this richy, rich white guy was talking about. Some fifteenth yacht he owns or something. He can barely even afford to look interested and this is even with all the free booze Tony had offered to bribe him to come.

He’s never been more glad when the man excuses himself, mentioning about knowing the man in the corner from France or some shit.

Despite how he wants to make a bee-line for an exit, Clint finds the next best thing and that’s Natasha dressed in red, leaning against a pillar on the wall with a martini glass in hand. Since when did she drink martinis? His eyes fall to the man she’s talking to. A dumpy sort of dude whose shorter than her. Right. That’s why.

Heaving himself off of the couch and snagging some fancy smelling champagne from a passing staff, Clint saunters up beside Natasha and wraps his arm around her waist. She doesn’t even jump as he takes her glass and replaces it with the one in his hand.

The little dumpy man looks almost offended like he’s decided to consume a whole lemon sort of offended.

“Clint Barton.” Clint’s hand sticks out for the man to shake and doesn’t miss how he ignores it. It just makes him grin.

“I thought you said you vere alone?” The man has an accent, Clint can’t place it right off. His eyes are still on Natasha.

“No,” Natasha replies cooly, sipping on the champagne. Her lipstick doesn’t even leave a smudge behind. “I said I was standing here alone. You misunderstood me.”

“Then whose this?” His head cocks at Clint and it reminds the blonde of a parakeet, trying to understand what in the hell was put in front of him. “I wasn’t aware the great Natasha Romanoff was dating.”

“Is that on the dark web somewhere?” Clint muses, looking at Natasha with a shit-eating grin. “People gambling over your dating life.”

Natasha just smiles at him. “Possibly. It wouldn’t be the first. Now, excuse me.”

Before the man could rush off another word, Natasha is sweeping him away. They barely get two yards away, a designation for the bar before another man is in front of them. He’s taller than the other one, skinnier. There’s something Clint doesn’t like about him and it causing a warning bell to go off in his head.

“Ah - Mr. Barton, Miss Romanoff, I-”

That’s where Clint knew him from. He knew that voice anywhere.

"No. Buddy, just stop,” Clint sighed, rolling his eyes. He detached himself from Natasha’s side. “I know you. I don’t like you. I don’t like people who put my friends in danger with their idiotic opinions about us. You almost got Sam killed because of your ‘scandalous’ photos of him and Steve at the baseball game last week.”

He turned to look at Natasha while the man struggles to find something to say. “Meet freelance author Lance Cook. He’s the one doing the articles on the Avengers and speculating their love lives. His one last week about how Steve and Sam, comparing them to -”

Clint frowns when Natasha raises her pinkie finger to cut him off. “I know,” she said calmly. “Why do you think Tony has so many reporters here? He wants to put an end to this obsession. Sam is doing just fine, thank you.” Her eyes are daggers as she glares at Cook before taking Clint’s hand and dragging him towards the raised platform.

“I think I only need to say this once,” Natasha spoke, in a tone that called attention to the entire room. She didn’t raise her voice. Her eyes dead on Cook the entire time.

Clint jumps when he hears Sam and Steve’s laughing, watching them come in from the balcony. They don’t even look surprised to see Natasha talking to the room.

“This is my boyfriend, Clint.” She raises his hand, causing Clint to flush a soft shade of pink. “Our boyfriend Steve, Steve’s boyfriend Sam, and refusing to come inside because he’s nursing a handover, is our boyfriend Bucky. Now, I think that’ll put an end to those little topics, hm?”

Clint is still confused as he’s dragged off of the platform and whisked towards the bar. All he can do is stare at Natasha as Sam laughs, his free arm that’s not in a sling being thrown around Clint’s shoulders.

“Lighten up, man. Nat just wanted to put an end to those ridiculous articles. Glad she did, I don’t enjoy being stabbed for ‘cheating on Tony.”

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not-close-to-straight · 4 years

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More Than Words-- Spideypool ABO Time Travel AU ft. Fanged!Mountain Man Wade and Modern!Omega Peter

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mxdani · 5 years

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Clint/Nat/Bucky au where they get to stop fighting and learn how to live for themselves

#clint barton #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #clint/natasha/bucky #poly ship #triad #winterhawk #clintasha #winterwidow #winterwidowhawk

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johnandrasjaqobis · 6 years

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I started this like, right after seeing Infinity War, had vague plans to write a second part (which I might still who knows ??) but it seems past time to throw this up so y’know, here’s uh

this thing

There’s a chance.

It was 50/50. Apparently everyone had the same chance -- there were seemingly no real requirements, nothing that decided who made it and who didn’t. Equal opportunity mass murder. Half the population survived with no other side-effects, half vanished.

The same 50/50 chance.

He’s made it with worse odds.

But that was different, that was all up to skill and determination and all the things Clint was good at. There wasn’t any fighting this.

But this was Clint. They’d lost enough already, they couldn’t lose Clint, too.

Of course, Steve would’ve said the same thing about James, about Sam,

or he would if he’d admit Sam was gone, if he’d stop scouring the battlefield for any trace of those wings,

Okoye about her king, that raccoon she hadn’t had time to question about his friend…

Everyone had lost enough already. It seemed, for the moment, that they were through losing; no one else had vanished since the initial culling.

But the damn line just kept ringing.

“Pick up the phone, Barton.”

The signal was good, she knew that much. Shuri had promised, in very short, clipped terms, that their calls would get anywhere in the world, no matter what the state of other cell towers might be. Natasha had no idea how, but after seeing the rest of the tech in this country, she wouldn’t dwell on that.

The ring cut short and she felt her breath catch for a split second before the automatic recording clicked on and she wished the phone was old enough to slam down.

A quick, forcefully steady breath. A second to squeeze her eyes shut against the sting that she was trying to ignore.

She dialed the next number, silently cursing Clint for keeping multiple burners and not mentioning when he tossed one.

“Pick up the phone.”

The Wakandan guard standing by the door glanced over. Natasha wasn’t entirely sure why they were there in the first place -- maybe as a witness if she suddenly turned to ash herself -- but there was a look buried deep in their eyes that made it clear they’d lost someone too, so it was doubtful any break in her voice would be judged.

Which was good, because it was getting harder to keep that from happening.

“Come on, Clint, just pick up the fucking--”

“Nat?”

She felt the air leave her lungs all at once and Natasha was glad she was already sitting because she was sure her knees would have given out. Her head fell back against the back of the chair, and finally, finally, they hadn’t lost another…

“Natasha.” His voice was hoarse. Not like she couldn’t guess why. “You’re the only one with this damn number, if this isn’t you…”

“It’s me,” she said immediately. “It’s me, it --”

Her voice was an inch from breaking and Natasha swallowed. Clint was alive. A portion of the hard knot in her chest had loosened, but it made her all the more afraid to ask the next question.

So, technically, she didn’t.

“You’re okay?”

There was a pause. Now that she was listening, Natasha could hear someone else in the room, the kind of quiet, tired crying that said it had been going on for a long time. Another tiny part of the knot loosened, but the rest seemed to constrict even harder.

“I’m here,” Clint said eventually. Not okay, she noticed, but that went without saying. “I’m...Lila’s here.”

The silence that followed that told her enough. Her eyes stung even more harshly and Natasha squeezed them shut again.

Part of her knew, when no one picked up the house phone. The rest refused to admit it until someone said the words. They could have seen the news and gotten somewhere safe, they could have just been in town, even if it was the middle of the night there. There was always some kind of reason.

Because fuck, they had already lost enough.

“I’m coming there,” she said automatically. “I’ll get a ride, I can --”

“No,” Clint cut in, “we’ll come to you. We can’t…” He pulled in a breath deep enough for Natasha to hear, and his voice lowered. “We can’t stay here. Where are you?”

“Wakanda.” Natasha paused, realizing that she wasn’t entirely sure what the rules of this place were, but decided firmly a second later that it didn’t matter. “Get a jet. I’ll patch in, get you the coordinates and the clearance.”

She could hear him moving already, getting closer to Lila, and knew she had to get the next part out before the girl could hear it.

“Clint, we...Wanda didn’t make it.”

There was another a pause, one she associated with that eyes closed and mouth tight look he got.

“I know. I heard…” Clint’s voice cracked just a little and he cleared his throat. “She reached out at the end.”

Of course she had. And of course it had been to Clint -- with Vision gone, who else was there that would have noticed, given everything else happening?

“...just like I said, didn’t I?” It took her a second to realize Clint wasn’t talking to her, and Natasha felt her heart clench all over again when she could hear a long, shaky sniffle. “She’s here.”

There was a shift in the sound that she recognized as the phone switching to speaker, and Natasha sat up a little straighter, automatically trying to pull on a smile, because hell if Lila couldn’t tell every single time.

“Hey, baby,” she said. Her voice didn’t waver that much, at least. “You taking care of your dad?”

“I don’t know where mommy is,” Lila said immediately. “Coop and Nate --”

“I know,” Natasha cut in, and damn she hoped she sounded reassuring because she sure as hell couldn’t tell. There was never any use sugarcoating anything for those kids, and she didn’t know how much Lila had seen. “I know, things are...things are scary right now.”

There was another sniffle and she could hear Clint’s shaky breath behind it. “Are you scared, too?”

Natasha caught herself glancing back at the guard again and was grateful to see they were carefully looking away. No point in lying about it. “Yeah. Yeah, I am. But I’ll be a little better when I see you two, so get here quick, okay?”

“Okay.” There was just a little steel in the girl’s voice now, and yeah, that was definitely Clint Barton’s daughter. Things were always a little more manageable if there was something to be doing. “Love you, Mama Tasha.”

She had to swallow past the sudden catch in her throat. “Love you too, baby.”

“Can you make a fast bag for me?” she heard Clint say, his voice still a little muffled as he shifted the phone around. “Just like you practiced -- I’ll be right in.”

The line was quiet for a moment. Natasha took the opportunity to let her eyes shut again, tried to let the relief overcome the consistent dread that had been steadily growing since she’d watched James vanish. It didn’t manage it entirely, but it was something.

They hadn’t lost everyone.

“So this was…” Clint cleared his throat, and she could hear the same determination in his voice. Focus on what had to be done now. Don’t let the rest sink in too far yet. “It was a worldwide thing?”

Natasha couldn’t hold back the quick, sharp, laugh. “More like universe-wide. It’s -- I’ll explain when you get here, it’s all gone to shit.”

“Any specific target?”

“Not that we can tell. Seems random.”

There was a pause where she assumed he nodded, and then a slow breath and the sharp sound of wood cracking. She knew that floorboard. He wasn’t supposed to have to pull that up again.

“Transportation’s gonna be shit, then. Roads’ll be clogged, plane crashes…”

“Just get here,” Natasha said. “Keep that phone, I’ll...figure out how to let you call here, I don’t think they actually have regular phone numbers. World’s gone to shit, I think Shuri might technically be in charge now anyway, it’s really --”

“Nat.” She sucked in a breath, realizing abruptly how frantic it felt, and pressed her knuckles to her mouth for a moment. “We’ll get there. Just...keep in touch.”

The ‘in case one of us vanishes anyway’ was left unsaid, but Natasha nodded.

“I’ll call in an hour,” she said. “And you better answer, Barton, because I’m coming for your ass if you don’t.”

There was something close to a laugh. “Deal.” He zipped something, probably the duffel bag that had been stored under the floor, and then paused again. “I love you, Nat.”

Natasha let just a few tears escape, hoping her breath didn’t sound as shaky as it felt. “I love you, too. Keep our girl safe.”

She heard the bag zip a little more defiantly and the start of him calling to Lila, “Alright, how’re you--” before the line cut.

It took a few moments before she trusted herself to move without breaking down. The tears were wiped away impatiently and Natasha stood, crossing the room in a few strides to where the guard stood.

Just get them here. Somehow.

“I need to see Shuri.”

#infinity war #clintasha #because i might not have agreed with the decision to include laura in the first place #but as long as we have her i am fiercely protective and u can't tell me they aren't a very odd happy poly family okay #fanfics #if i ever do write the second part i'll put this on ao3 too #but it's small enough for just tumblr for the moment

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