The past couple of days have been an emotional rollercoaster to anyone into Clintasha, Buckynat or Stony, most particularly the first two. People have strong feelings all around, and on the Clintasha side, a lot of them seem to be misinformed. These strong feelings have been mean-spiritedly…
-I don’t want to go on mission with him anymore, Sir. -After just your first mission together? -It didn’t work. Incompatibility. -And what is the problem with Agent Barton, Agent Romanoff? -… He makes me laugh.
Clint/Natasha Domestic-ish AU - they’re basically the same but they have a five-year-old kid and Clint owns a diner.
Clint: (on the phone) I love you too, Iron Ass. Natasha: What does that son of a bitch want this time? Phillip: Mommy, what’s a bitch? Natasha: It’s a girl dog, honey. Phillip: How can Uncle Tony’s mom be a dog? Natasha: Just finish the cereal Daddy made.
Natasha has been in love, and Clint was there when he broke her heart, had her head on his shoulder as she cried afterward, telling herself over and over that love is for children, and he never had the heart to tell her she was breaking his.
So I accidentally Avengers fic. Whoops. Set after the battle.
After the ’incident’, there was the shawarma that Tony insisted they all ate. All except Loki, who refused to be handcuffed to Thor’s chair and was taken away by Nick Fury for a while - nobody has been able to get to the bottom of what happened yet, but Loki didn’t speak for hours afterwards. Clint suspects Justin Bieber was involved. Then there was clubbing. In Tony’s club. Because obviously, Tony has a club. Three, actually.