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Marvel Prompt 💖✨

(Loki has been an Avenger for some time now, making a spot for himself with the team. He has his own room in the Tower, as close to Thor's room as possible and decorated in his colors.

Currently, Thor is looking for his sibling but didn't find him in his bedroom. JARVIS informs Thor that Loki is actually back in Thor's own room.)

Thor: *Calling out* Loki? Where are you, brother?

(He doesn't receive an answer. He does however hear soft snores from around the corner.)

Thor: Loki?

(Peaking around the corner, Thor spots his brother napping on his sofa with his pet curled protectively in front of him. Loki also was draped in one of Thor's spare capes.)

Thor: *Amused* Ah, I see. You've been here the whole time I was in Asgard, Loki.

Thor: *Walks over and pats his pet on the head* Good Bilgy. Thank you for guarding Loki.

Bilgy: *Grows proudly*

Loki: *half asleep* T-Thor?

Thor: Yes, it's me Loki. Sleep, I'll be here.

Loki: Promise?

Thor: *Smiles* Promise, Loki, always.

(Loki falls back to sleep, more at peace then before, with Thor calmly petting his head.)

Thor: I love you, Loki. Never forget that.

(Thor cuddles up to Loki, glad he's home and with Loki back as his precious little brother again.)

Guess who's back! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

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Clint and Tony have been sent on a mission all one their own, determined to be the best fit for the job. Apparently there have been rumors, and enough evidence, to suggest that smugglers were dealing with explosives that contained drugs inside them. When one goes bang the air is filled with such potent drugs, the effects causing severe hallucinations and aggression. The victims under such a disorienting episode are known to lose any recollection of the people around them, turning hostile in seconds due to confusion and fear.

Clint and Tony are assigned to follow a smuggler to a drop off point and crash the party. Once done, take the bombs back to the base for SHIELD to study. They agreed to do it.

Before they set off, Tony has JARVIS set a protocol Incase something goes wrong or backup is needed. Clint leaves a note for everyone, as they are all out for different reasons. They leave, heading out towards the coordinates.

Steve and Natasha just so happen to come back after they leave, finding the note. Natasha instantly becomes alert. The coordinates the two were heading for was dangerous, and the smugglers even worse. It was Hydra doing business with a underground gang, know highly well in the black market community. Clint and Tony were heading to their deaths alone if they didn't go after them.

Steve called the other Avengers.

With Clint and Tony, they arrived at the coordinates. An abandoned factory, what used to be for beer before it was shut down many years ago. Tony uses his scanners to search for any traces of life while cracking a joke. Clint throws one back before finding a clue. Heading deeper into the factory, they never notice the figure behind them. Watching them from the shadows.

Deeper into the place, the two find themselves lost. This place was huge, and there was many places for people to hide. Which is why they got startled by the ambush. Gang members and Hydra goons came out of the shadows, guns popping of in synchronized secession. Tony protected Clint from the on slaught as much as he could, thankful he finished the bubble shield. But it would only hold so long under this constant fire.

Clint took down as many as possible, but each member nocked down was just replaced with three more. They needed backup. Now. JARVIS assured them that it was coming, but they had to last four more minutes. Both swore and continued the fight, counting down the seconds till help arrived.

The shield broke after two minutes, pushing them into running. Clint took pot shots while Tony tried to find a way out that wouldn't cause the building to buckle and crush them all.

One minute later, Tony is shot down with a new EMP. He is forced out of the suit, falling with Clint holding tight to him, and landing hard against the ground. They rolled of a section of scaffolding, their legs getting wrapped up in barbed wire(possible brought their by the gang), and slamming into another scaffolding. Off the ledge above came a large metal beam. Somehow, when it landed on the boys legs, it didn't break them. It did push the wirer deeper, sawing at their flesh, all the while keeping them trapped there.

The pain burned so badly that neither could stop the tears from falling. Both were in pain, and very afraid. They didn't fear death, however, they feared for the team. If they come here with this waiting for them, they could end up like them: about to perish.

They don't die. Not when the roar echoed the factory, stopping the goons moving towards the downed Avengers. A familiar roar. Hulk busted through the ceiling, Thor right behind him. Both were pissed.

Then Captain America and Black Widow arrived too, with Loki and Dr. Strange tagging along. Clint and Tony knew they were safe now. Knew that they would be fine. Cause all the goons and gang members looked like they had shit their pants. Both Clint and Tony passed out.

Apon waking up, Tony felt a pleasant numbness. Like he was floating. Clint was no different, feeling better than he had last he remembered. Both then realized they were in the towers medical, not SHIELD's. Then two people bursted into the room.

Steve and Natasha were pissed, concerned, and frantic. They checked over the both of them, lecturing them harshly for being so reckless and stupid. Clint and Tony winced during it, already feeling bad and progress to feeling worse about all of it. It wasn't till Thor came into the room to stop it, pointing out how it wasn't helping.

Clint and Tony were so happy that the team was okay, and grateful for being alive. But the pain was there, though not the physical kind. They had nearly lead the team to their demise, hadn't prepared enough, and overall just failed at the mission.

The others notice the two's downfall look. Thor immediately tells them that they didn't fail the mission, causing them to look up, and that they had taken down three fourths of the armed goons there. Both are surprised at that.

Clint and Tony are showered in love, affection, and given confirmation on the fact they had done a superb job- that they did all they could and lasted as long as they did. both injured men would deny till the day they died that they hadn't cried during this, felt so vulnerable and open.

As they lay back down to relax neither had anymore unpleasant thoughts burdening them for the moment. It would come back, yes, but in that moment they were feeling a lot better than they had.

Then later came... They were benched for three weeks due to their legs being shredded as bad as it was and the other injuries needing more time to heal. Clint and Tony ended up being really bored due ng those three weeks... And we all know how it goes.

...They spent those three weeks making out with each other, officially hooking up at the end of the second week. It was obvious.

If anyone wants to make this prompt a fanfiction, you have permission to do so. All I ask is that I'm linked to the finished work so I can read your master piece!

Marvel Prompt! (⁠･⁠–⁠･⁠)⁠ ⁠\⁠(⁠･⁠◡⁠･⁠)⁠/

(At the sanctum, Stephen is learning a new spell. While quietly reading, Cloak happens to float into the room- silent as always- and spots its sorcerer)

Stephen: *reading*

Cloak: *floats over*

Stephen: ...

Cloak: ...

(The Cloak wraps Stephen up into a hug, pinning at least one arm to his side. It wraps on tight and refuses to let go. Stephen had yelped the moment Cloak did it, a manly yelp mind you, and tried to escape.)

Stephen: *shaken* Damnit, I thought I told you to stop sneaking up on me- Can you let go!?

Cloak: *Ignores him and hugs tighter*

Cloak: (Mine.)

Stephen: *Struggling* Why are you this way!?

Cloak: *Picks up Stephen*

(Stephen protests being carried away, trying with everything thing he could to unwrap the pesky Cloak. He was running out of steam quickly, however, his hand becoming sore from frantic pulling and struggles against his tight bounds.)

Cloak: (My sorcerer.)

Stephen: *Tired and panting* Why do you always do this on the rare days when it's peaceful!? I'm trying to be productive but no, a sentient cloak decided that it wants cuddles and attention. It takes priority. Can't you wait till tonight?

Cloak: (No.)

(Stephen doesn't receive any answer. He doesn't need to. This has happened enough times that he knows the drill at this point. He remembers the first time the Cloak kidnapped him for cuddles, how startled and spooked he was being trapped. How the past him was scared of what the hell was happening, why the Cloak was wrapped tightly around him, only to be told later that he was being cuddled. And apparently the first person the Cloak ever cuddled with.)

Stephen: Can you at least lessen your grip, please?

Cloak: (No.)

Stephen: ...yeah, I didn't think you would.

Cloak: (Mine. My sorcerer, friend. I'll protect you, for as long as I can. I love my sorcerer.)

(Settling into Stephen's bedroom at last, the Cloak lets Stephen rearrange himself into a more comfortable position. Then it wraps itself back around him more gentle, practically vibrating with joy at the closeness.)

Stephen: *amused* you really like to cuddle don't you?

Cloak: (Yes!)

Stephen: I guess I can take a break, maybe a nap too.

Cloak: (I'll protect you! Rest and relax.)

(Stephen smiles, fondness and gratitude filling his heart at the cloak's excitement. Laying back to sleep for a while, he can't help but think of one last thing: I have the best Cloak ever.)

Cloak: ( My adorable sorcerer.)

If anyone makes this a fanfiction I'll love you forever!!! This was something adorable I had in my brain for a while, and now I'm sharing it with you guys, gals, and thems!

Does anyone ever thing that Clint and Tony enjoy dark humor? Or all of the Avengers? Cause they've been through some of the roughest shit in their lives and their pasts weren't as pleasant either.

I've found myself living for dark humor because I understand different forms of pain, from physical pain caused by being a clumsy dumbass to mental pain cause by different mental disorders and mental scarring.

So with all the hell the Marvel characters have been through... Would they enjoy dark humor?

(⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠) Marvel Prompt (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

(Clint is walking to Tony's lab to see if he can help fix an issue with his bow, as he can't figure out why it is not retracting like it should be.)

Clint: *Walking into the lab* Hey, Tony, would you mind...

(Clint's eyes widen why he sees Tony, whom is wearing earbuds and hadn't heard him, as he is wearing a cat hoodie. A purple cat hoodie, that includes a tail.)

Clint: *Jaw dropped* Oh my god... Tony?!

Tony: *Startled by the shout* C-Clint!? When did you get here!

(Clint doesn't answer the question, he instead walks over to circle Tony. Taking in ever detail. Then he tugs on the tail of the hoodie.)

Clint: *Disbelief* Are you wearing a cat hoodie... That actually has a tail!?

Tony: *Blushes* Y-YEAH *Snatches the tail back* What of it?!

(Clint is blushing bright red now, having seen all of Tony in his adorableness. He can't completely process that the man in front of him is actually wearing a cat hoodie. That's purple. )

Clint: *Standing straighter* That's it.

Tony: *Confused and a little scared* ...what?

(Clint is standing in front of Tony in mere seconds, grabbing him and tossing him over his shoulder. Securing the precious cargo, Clint makes his way out of the lab. His destination: his room.)

Clint: *Dead serious* Nobody can see you in that cute hoodie but me, Tony. I declare that a new rule in this tower.

Tony: *indignant* This is my tower! Put me down, Clint! Do you even-

(Tony yelped as Clint spanked him. He didn't let Tony down till he was fully in his room, the door locked behind him. Clint set Tony down, then held him close to his chest. Clint nuzzled his head against Tony's.)

Clint: *Happy and content* Who's a good kitty~

Tony: *Blushing and... Excited* C-Clint! What the hell?!

(Tony tried to pull away, though he didn't really try. He had no idea what was going on or what he even wanted to do in this situation.)

Clint: *Pouting* Aww, Tony, nooo. Don't leave! I just want cuddles... Please?

(Tony hesitated, hearing the small plea in Clint's voice. He wanted Tony to stay. To cuddle him, for whatever reason. With a sign, Tony relented.)

Clint: Yay! *Hugs Tony closer*

Tony: Are you really doing all of this cause I'm in a cat hoodie?

Clint: *Pausing* Tony... you're in a purple cat hoodie, purple. That's my color, my favorite color. You wearing that makes you adorable, but the color is my color. I wear lots of purple. Seeing you wear it...

Tony: *Realization* I- You saw me wearing purple of all things... and you felt possessive cause I'm essentially marked with your color? And because I'm cute?

(Clint couldn't deny it, he saw the hoodie as a claim mark. Something about Tony wearing something so cute and bizarrely random, and in his favorite color, had Clint riled up. Just filled with the need to hide Tony away and wrap him up in blankets. To shower him in so much love, affection, and plenty of attention.)

Clint: *mumbles*

Tony: Uh?

Clint: *louder* I like you. Really like you.

Tony: ...

Tony: *Blushes furiously* Clint... I- I, uh... I didn't think you liked me at all.

Clint: *Blinks* What?

Tony: We rarely hang out together, at least not like how we spend time with the others. We don't really do anything together... Like I wanted to.

Clint: Tony, why did you think I often worked in your lab besides you when I could? Why I'd come to you when I needed to fix any of my gear? I wanted to be near you, Tony. Why...

(Something clicked in the Archer's mind right then.)

Clint: *Slowly* Tony... What do you mean 'like I wanted to?'

Tony: *Silent*

Tony: I like you too, Clint. I'm not good with feelings, so...

(Clint locked eyes with Tony. Then he planted a firm kiss on Tony's mouth, earning him a squeak. Clint was filled with joy and eagerness. He wasn't about to let Tony go, not when he knows now how Tony feels.)

Clint: *Breaks the kiss* My kitten. All mine. *Cups Tony's cheek*

Tony: *exasperated and emotionally drained* Yes Clint, I'm yours. You are also mine too.

Clint: *Happy noises* I know kitten, I know. All yours too.

AA ironhawk is such an underrated ship. These two have snark, have chemistry, and overall are just amazing in everyway! I wish people wrote about these two more!!! Especially in the AA universe!

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(Tony has been injured, taking a bullet for Clint. It thankfully didn't hit any dangerous areas, but it did come close to the Arc Reactor- startling his team badly. Clint can't help but puppy guard him for a while, unable to stop seeing tony falling to the floor bleeding. Steve can't help but follow Tony around as much as possible- to afraid of losing him, especially before confessing his feelings for the genius.)

Tony: *On the couch, irritated* Do I have to lay here?

Clint: *Sitting on the floor in front of Tony* Yep, you just stay there and let Steve cuddle you! Please, for us? *Gives the puppy eyes look, the one people feel to guilty to say no to*

Tony: ...Fine.

Steve: *embarrassed and flustered* I'm sorry Tony, I just... j-just...

(Steve struggles to find the words he needs. In the end he can only bury his face back into Tony hair, nuzzling his entire form even closer to Tony's body somehow.)

Steve: I can't say it right now Tony, but believe me when I say I can't stand to see you hurt again like that. I hate when you're hurt at all.

Tony: *Confused, oblivious, and concerned* Alright Cap, you can hold me as long as you want. Take your time on whatever you have to say too, I can wait. *Glances at Clint* you can stay too, you know? As long as you desire, Birdbrain... Want to hold my hand?

(Tony offers Clint his hand, which he happily takes. Steve is happy too, grateful that Tony was understanding. Then the other Avengers decided to join them, setting themselves around Tony.)

Tony: *Sighs* Well it's now a party in here, can I at least have a drink?

Natasha: *Hands over a glass of chocolate milk*

Tony: *Deadpan stare* ...Thanks. Also, why?

Hulk: No bad drink today, only safe ones. *Gently pats Tony's head*

Steve: Hulk is right, you shouldn't drink right now Tony. You're one some strong medicine and being drunk isn't going to help you heal anyway.

(Tony pouts, but settles as he drinks the chocolate. Thor comes over with snacks for Tony, things that won't be too hard on his stomach. The medication is making him feel great, but he doesn't feel hungry much.)

Thor: Eat SHIELD brother! You need your strength to recover your wounds! Steve would be saddened if you had to stay down much longer.

(Tony's attention was caught on what Thor said.)

Tony: Why would- Steve, why would you be sad if I'm benched for awhile anyway, besides me being an important part of the team?

Steve: *Blushing, he mumbles his words.*

Tony: Could you say that again? I didn't hear you, and I don't have super hearing like you do.

Steve: *Blushing red now, blurts out his answer.* I-I love you!

(Five whole, silent, seconds pass by.)

Tony: *Blushes* I like you too, Steve.

Steve: *Bolts up, staring at Tony's face* Really!?

Tony: *Hiding his face in his hands* Yeah...

Clint: Do you love me, Tony? *Teasing*

Tony: *Blushing harder* Y-Yeah.

(Clint froze, staring at Tony with disbelief. A blush slowly making way on his face.)

Hulk: Little Tony like all of us?

Tony: *Gives a small squeak* Y-Yes, okay! I like all of you, each of you having traits that make you wonderful! *So red at this point*

Avengers: ...

( They bring Tony down off the couch, rearranging themselves so they could cuddle their precious genius.)

Avengers: *internally* No one shall take Tony from us. No one.

If anyone wants to write this as a fanfic you have complete permission, I only ask you link me the story so I can read it!

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Marvel Prompt!

Steve is walking towards one of Tony's 'relaxing rooms', looking for Tony himself. He had come back with Loki from a mission, both injured. Neither bothered to go to medical at all, as usual. Thor was looking for his sibling, intending to carry him to the infirmary kicking and screaming if he had to.

So it was a surprise when Steve bumped into Thor, heading for the same room. JARVIS had said that both were in this room, but left out that they were in it together.

Entering the room both Steve and Thor were surprised, the room being a small library. On two of the walls were large shelf's containing books, the rest of the room furnished with a few small tables and places to sit on the floor. Tony and Loki were on the floor by a window, a perfect view of the city, resting against each other. Loki reading quietly, while Tony rested with his head on Loki's should.

Both were clearly tired, sore, and physically exhausted. Steve, nor Thor, knew about their emotional or mental state.

Loki spots them, makes a sign to keep quiet, then simply reads some more. Steve shakes his head, amused, and Thor gives a small huff of a laugh. Thor walks over and gently pats Loki's head, murmuring how he loves him. Steve walks over to a section of wall to open a hidden panel, revealing a med kit.

Both Steve and Thor decided to give the two a break, letting them rest in their comfort place today. Tony hugs Loki's arm when Steve tried to pull him into a more suitable position, giving a small puppy whine. It also occurred now to the two that wasn't injured, the ones who had to patch up the wounded, that it wasn't going to be easy bandaging them up.

It was clear now, both were mentally exhausted. Emotionally? Strained, very strained. Nothing but some cuddles could fix it though, cuddles and snacks!

The most romantic thing ever

Tony: What should we do this weekend?

Clint: Eat pizza.

Tony: I mean… Something romantic.

Clint: Eat pizza in the rain.

Nothing to say, just enjoy

Clint: Will you dance with me?

Tony: Of course!

Both: [begin to dance the Macarena in perfect unison]

#Ironfrosthawk

I have new thought. Clint x loki x tony. Here’s why

THE SARCASM WOULD BE OFF THE CHARTS

Clint has someone to train with

CUDDLING

Clint could keep the two in line bc he gives off cunning and parental vibes

Designing weapons as gifts

I just this is so random but ya know. You love characters hit em with the poly stick

I SHALL CALL THEM IRONFROSTHAWK

So cute!

I love comic Clint

I can see this happening, and I don't know if that's sad or not

Clint: Noooo don't sign away your life

Tony: I'm gonna do it~

Clint: but you have so much to live for

Tony: oh ~ but where would I be if I don't sign this?

Clint: Tonyy

Tony: Cliint

Bucky, whispers: what the fuck is happening?

Steve, whispers: *shrugs* beats me

Rhodey: WOULD YOU TWO JUST SIGN THE DAMN PAPERS AND GO ON YOUR HONEYMOON ALREADY!

Nat, rubs the side of her head: I should have stayed home. At least Pepper had the brains to not come to this wedding

Thor, drinking his beer: You're telling me

Loki: Give me some of that *takes a swig of the beer*

Bruce: I'll take one for the road *takes the beer and chugs it down*

He was, in fact, at the library.

Tony: Where the hell were you last night, Peter?!?

Peter: I was at a party smoking weed.

Clint, with a mouthful of chips: Don't lie, you were at the library you fuckin nerd.

This is just perfection, nothing else to say

How about Bodyguard AU and Mutual Pining with Ironhawk? :)

“I don’t need a bodyguard,” Tony says for the millionth time.

“Yes you fuckin’ do,” Clint says, also for the millionth time. He crosses his arms and glares at Tony. “People want to kill you, and Pepper needs that not to happen. I happen to agree with her.”

“Well, then I need a different bodyguard!” Tony says, pouting. “Why can’t I have Happy back?”

“You asked for a new bodyguard when Happy tackled you and broke your old couch,” Clint says. Hearing that Tony wants a new bodyguard hurts a little, if he’s honest. He thought they were getting along pretty well. Maybe Tony realized that Clint has a massive, could-be-seen-from-space crush on him?

“I liked that couch,” Tony says, pouting harder. “Do I have my new one yet?”

“It arrived yesterday,” Clint says patiently, well used to how Tony seemingly switches tracks out of nowhere. “You said it was squishy enough and that you liked it.”

Tony shrugs. “Sure. I trust you. But I still want a new bodyguard.”

“Could you at least tell me why?” Clint asks. “If there’s somethin’ I’ve done, Tones, just tell me.”

Tony shakes his head, his lips a thin line on his face. “It’s just…” He trails off, then waves a hand at Clint. “All of you. Your whole cornfed, aw shucks, good guy thing.”

“You don’t like that I’m a good guy?” Clint asks. “I don’t understand.”

Tony sighs. “It’s unethical to want to fuck your bodyguard. It’s even worse when you want to keep him around afterwards for snuggles.”

Clint blinks. “I quit,” he says suddenly. “I quit so hard.”

Now it’s Tony’s turn to blink. “You… what?”

“I have a crush on you that could be seen from space,” Clint says. “If it’s unethical to want to fuck your bodyguard, then it’s definitely unethical to want to fuck your boss.”

A slow smile spreads across Tony’s face as he wraps a hand in Clint’s tie. “I accept your resignation,” he murmurs, pulling Clint down into a kiss.

I'm binging Ironhawk today, if it isn't obvious, and I found this treasure.

by @fireflameeeee

I agree, this was the first date... But Loki is right, he he was promised a drink first!

:D

Tony(after nearly dying from space): You ever tried shawarma? I don't know what it is, but I really want to try it.

Avengers(internally): *sighing in relief* Oh thank god! We atleast got a fancy date after fighting off an alien army and seeing this adorable self-sacrificial idiot almost die!!

Loki: I would like to remind all of you that I was promised a drink first.

*Thor shutting Loki up with manacles and a gag*

Yes, this. This brings me joy, I like this!

If you ship Tony Stark and Clint Barton you’re legally obligated to call the ship Tony Hawk okay

Same. I didn't think Tony had be so shippable with so many characters, but hell I'm a multishipper and I found that he has a lot of character dynamics with each character you pair him with.

Clint and Tony?

Chaotic Dumbasses

Two idiots, one brain cell

Smartass x Dumbass

Smartass x2

Himbo x Himbo

Depressed Genius x Jackass Archer

The list can go on, and each dynamic has me squealing with joy with how adorable and hilarious it can be!

Honestly, I hadn’t read too many Ironhawk fics when I started writing mine. But now I am consuming them like they are going out of style. I really like this ship. 

Tony and Clint really do suit each other in such a different way than Phil / Clint do… 

It’s such a different dynamic and I am really falling in love with Tony/Clint even more.

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Clint: I don't see what the problem is, Tony.

Tony: *Deadpan stare* Oh I don't know... how about you holding my hand, refusing to let go?

(Tony holds up the hand Clint is holding captive. Which also happens to appear to have handcuffs on their wrists, a long chain between them.)

Clint: *Smirking* Look, all Cap said was to babysit you and make absolutely sure you didn't do something you're not suppose to. He didn't say how to do it. Besides, look at it this way: you are handcuff to a hot guy who is holding your hand willingly. I think that is a great deal, don't you?

Tony: *facepalms* No, Clint. Not a deal. You may be a good piece of eye candy, but I would rather not be handcuffed to my babysitter. And I also didn't consent to the hand holding. *Takes his hand back.*

(Clint pouts, wanting to hold Tony's hand again, then decides to do something better. He grabs Tony by the waist and pulls him down into his lap, causing Tony to yelp.)

Tony: *startled* What the heck, Barton!?

Clint: *sad puppy voice* I'm not Clint anymore to you?

Tony: *irritated but feeling guilty* Clint, what are you doing now?

Clint: *happy* well since you didn't want to hold hands, I thought we could cuddle! *Holds tighter, voice turning hesitant* We can cuddle right?

(Tony couldn't say no to Clint, not with that shakiness in his voice. The hesitant and insecurities poking through. He knew he was a sucker.)

Tony: *sighs* Okay, fine, I'll cuddle you. But can you at least take of the handcuffs and walk me to my floor? Id rather be comfortable when cuddling than-

Clint: *Happy and excited* You got a deal, Tony, to cuddle!

(Clint carries out Tony, intent on watching him still. Though his mind was more on the cuddles than anything else. Tony gave in and decided maybe taking a break today wouldn't be so bad.)

Tony: Yeah, Clint, let's cuddle buddy. *Smiles softly*

Marvel Prompt~~~

Tony and Clint are working in the same space, bouncing ideas of each other and making small talk.

Clint: *notices Tony slouching* You okay, man?

Tony: *jerking up straight* Yeah, yes I'm fine. Just deep in thought...

(Tony is lying. He nearly fell asleep and face planted on the desk.)

Clint:*knows Tony is lying* You tired or something?

Tony:*snorts* sleep is for the weak. *Focusing back on his work*

(Clint can see the bags under Tony's eyes, his body language screaming exhausted, and how his eyes slowly drifted before he forced himself to focus again.)

Clint:*moving to sit next to Tony* Then I am very weak, I kinda want a nap.

Tony:*takes a second to process what Clint said* then take one. No one is stopping you, Clint.

Clint:*puts a arm around Tony* yeah, but I want a buddy to cuddle! So can we...

(Tony couldn't stay awake anymore, his body finally giving in and falling asleep. Tony had fallen asleep and ended up resting against Clint, head on his shoulder.)

Clint:*starring at Tony's face*...*blushes hard* okay, this is fine...

Clint:*internally* Oh my god, why is he so cute! No one should be this cute, how is he this adorable! I just wanna keep him and protect him from everything... Maybe Nat wouldn't mind bringing Tony in. After all, he is a sweetheart.

(Clint's hand unconsciously moves to Tony's waist, rubbing little circles there. Tony sighs in his sleep, content and peaceful.)

Clint:*internally* Yep, I'm keeping him.

(Clint rests his head against Tony's)

???:Clint.

Clint:*eyes widen with panic* H-hey Steve!

Steve:*behind Clint stone faced, seething inside* What are you doing with Tony?

Clint:*Scared and wanting to live* we were working on different things, bouncing ideas off each other and I noticed Tony was tired. I did plan to take Tony to his room, after I tricked him into agreeing. But he feel asleep while I was trying. S-so here I am! I didn't want to move cause I wanted to let him sleep! Ya know?

(Clint is trying not to shake with fear, as not to wake Tony, but can't keep said fear out of his voice.)

Steve:*voice drops an octave* then why is your head on Tony's, Clint?

Clint:*pales* uh...

Steve:*frowns* I see...

(Steve separates the two, careful with Tony. Picking up the sleeping genius Steve walks out heading for his own room, as it's closer. He stops before he leaves, however.)

Steve: Clint?

Clint:*afraid* ...yeah?

Steve: Next time, just carry Tony to his room if he passes out like this. Understood?

Clint: Y-Yep! Understood loud and clear, captain! Carry the leader to his room, can do...

(Steve walks away. Clint finally lets out a shaky breath, the panic easing slightly. He stares longingly at the seat Tony had just been sitting, wanting him to come back and sit with him again.)

Clint:*internally* I swear Cap, you break his heart once, hurt him one time, me and Nat will take him faster than Thor's lightning. I promise you that. He is too cute to be taken by a meanie!

If anyone can make this fanfiction, I will praise your name.

Hey everyone, this post is going to be a bit different. Pride month is nearing an end and I was ask to make a special something for this project I'm in.

I want to talk about my journey with discovering my sexuality and gender identity, along with my battle with my disability battle with ADHD.

I was around 15 or 16 when I started to question my identity. I didn't understand what or why I was different from everyone else around me. I didn't understand why I faked being in love with boys or found myself only falling in love with fictional boys but not real guys. Then I began to think harder. I realized that maybe I wasn't so straight.

As I was finding my way I explored different labels, explored my gender, and eventually finally admitted that I needed therapy for my health.

At first I thought I was bisexual and nonbinary. At the time it felt correct, but time past and I realized it didn't make sense or feel right. I needed to keep looking. Then I identified as lesbian and demigirl, but once again later down the line they didn't feel like me.

Finding your identity takes time, trying things out for a time and seeing what makes you feel you. There is no rush, no impending doom waiting around the next second.

I finally found my gender when I was looking online about different genders in the trans and nonbinary umbrella: trigender.

Trigender is a gender similar to gender fluid. One identifies as three genders, whether all at once- like a mix of colors- or flux between the three- like colors melting into another.

Trigender was the labe that felt right, where I felt myself click into place. I felt like a woman, a man, but in between- nonbinary. It made sense and felt just right for me.

As for my sexuality? I am still into women, but I now use Gynosexual as my label. It is a gender neutral way to say that a person is attracted to women identifying genders or feminine traits. Which I am.

I also figured out I am ageosexual. Ageosexual is a sexuality on the asexual spectrum. Ageosexual is a sexuality where one isn't disgusted seeing anything sexual in nature, able to watch 'adult fun' without being uncomfortable, but still having no desire for sexual intercourse of any kind.

I can handle a sex scene or joke in media, but even the thought of actually having sex makes me uncomfortable and nauseous. I don't like even the thought of anyone I may date in the future see me naked, god forbid touch me.

I will hold hands, kiss on the cheek, peck on the mouth, cuddle, hug, but anything else is a no. Just no.

So after finding the labels that fit me and have found myself comfortable with them, I settled on my pronouns next: they/them. I didn't like being referred to as just she/her, just female. I liked the more neutral they/them as it feels better and more like me. It felt right. But everyone around is still having to get used to my pronouns and using them. Learning is still going on, my family no used to my pronouns as they spent years with my old ones.

But my mental health during this? I went to see a therapist at 16, working on my depression and anxiety first. I was prescribed medication to help deal with my issues and given tools to help manage what the medication can't. Medicine isn't a cure for mental health, it just helps manage the issues one has.

After I was given the starting tools I worked on myself and tried hard in high school. I was more energetic, I felt less tired, and I had more motivation. It didn't last however. I began to have issues with attention, I kept getting distracted easily, forgot things constantly, was restless, overall a mess without knowing why.

Then my doctor prescribed me with a medication I recognized my mother taking. It was one she took for her bipolar. So I thought for a while I had bipolar, stupid I know but hey I wasn't thinking clearly. But soon I was diagnosed with ADHD, given medication and tools I needed to manage things, and found myself more relaxed- and given confirmation that I do not have bipolar. I could sleep longer than four hours. I could finally have my thoughts slow down. I even could focus better.

But the struggle wasn't done. You see, during one summer on a boiling hot day, I tried to end my life by heat stroke. I had turned my heater on full blare on the hotest day that week. Then I took a nap, hoping to anyone listening that I wouldn't wake up. I woke up, drenched in sweat, realizing what I nearly done. I turned off the heater and quickly tried to cool myself down. I only confessed about till six to seven months after that happened. This was when I was around 19, probably 20. I had dropped high school before this, the stress of dealing with family problems, moving, and the pandemic just beginning. I wasn't great mentally.

I have also experienced cutting before, something common sadly with people dealing with depression and constant stress. It wasn't a good feeling. The pain of cutting was not what I enjoyed ever, but I am ashamed to say this, but I did like how it made me numb to everything.

In the present day I am much better, not perfect but not a mess, I'm simply okay. I've been through so much and have many years to go hopefully. To end this post as it is long enough as it is I will say this:

Your journey will not be like anyone else's, it's your life and you will find the pieces of yourself in time. You just have to find what feels right and what is comfortable. You may have a hard time with your disabilities, mental or physical, but you have support around you ready to help. There are people who want to help you get better, you'll find them. I know it. Just be kind to yourself, allow time to feel out what it is you need. And allow yourself to make mistakes.

The worst thing I ever did was try to be perfect, to be strong. In actually, it's okay to be weak and to be imperfect. We all need to learn by making mistakes, grow from them. And sometimes we need to let out emotions, to stop trying to hold everything inside.

It's okay to be yourself.

MARVEL PROMPT TIME :D

Prompt: Loki has been an avenger for a few months now, became friends with Clint (He settled their differences and argued that everyone on the avengers got a second chance, so Loki himself should too.), and is making progress making amends with Thor. (Thor has already forgiven Loki, but allows Loki to sort out his feelings and helps him repair damages done.)

One thing about Loki, however, is that he doesn't ever speak up when he needs something he deems a weakness. That being affection, medical attention, or help with anything that confuses him. He seeks nothing out for affection, believing he doesn't deserve it and it makes him weak, he patches himself up after every battle, and if anything confuses him he seeks the knowledge by himself. He just... doesn't understand how to ask for any of it.

One thing that Loki wanted most nowadays was simple, hugs. Loki loves hugs, to be held and feel safe. But more than that, Loki loves to be carried. To be picked up and carried around, held protectively in the person's arms. He missed feeling safe, feeling wanted, although he didn't know how to approach the topic with anyone. So he remained silent about it.

That was until Hulk had picked him up after a battle, when Loki had fractured his knee and was unable to walk. He froze in place with any protests he was about to speak dying in a instant. All the Avengers were immediately concerned, then watched in surprise as Loki calmed down and snuggled up to Hulk. Purring and smiling. Almost in a drunk state, slowly drifting to sleep.

Thor later explains why Loki acted the way he did, throwing in Loki's struggle with being open about what he needs. The Avengers understood everything and unanimously decided to help Loki, by giving him hugs when they could. From Natasha giving Loki a hug from behind, Tony pulling him to cuddle on the couch, to Clint snatching Loki up and carrying him around the tower, no one let Loki feel unsafe or unloved within their home. Cause Loki was family now too.

Fanfic writers please make this a thing!!!!

Marvel prompt? Marvel prompt.

Steve has developed feelings for Tony, wanting to just drown him with love and affection... And to also help him develope better habits for his health.

Sadly the one person who is blocking his path in order to ask Tony on that first date is someone surprising: not a villain, not Pepper or Rhodney, not Fury, no it was Bruce out of everyone blocking him.

Bruce, shy and very introverted, blocked Steve at every turn. He didn't want Steve to hurt Tony's feelings, knowing full well thanks to the many talks he had with Tony himself that things in the past had been harsh for him. From daddy issues to abusive relationships, Tony didn't have a good easy life that most assume. Bruce knew what it felt like from his own experiences, abuse and daddy issues.

Both knew what it was like to be so very lonely.

So when Steve tried to ask Tony out for the first time? Bruce was calm talking to Steve, but everything in Bruce's aura screamed Feral and Protective. Steve backed away smartly. He didn't want to be a blood splatter on the floor.

It was now a puzzle of Steve trying to ask Tony on a data while also trying to earn Bruce's approval. Which turned out to be much simpler than expected when Steve got it after beating Tony's ex's into a bloody mess after they made some... nasty comments about Tony. They were lucky Steve had restraint and mercy, otherwise they would be dead. Bruce had less restraint and had to be drugged and held back as he wanted to rip those fuckers into two prices.

Tony, this entire time, has been oblivious and not understanding what was happening around him and still didn't get it till Steve confessed his feelings. He also thanked Bruce for looking out for him and got some cuddles from his personal bodyguard!

Bruce still flashes green, glowing, eyes at Steve as a reminder from time to time. It makes him happy.

Have you ever watched the whole Total Drama series?

I have watched all of Total Drama Island to All-stars, but after that I had hard time finding the rest of the episodes to watch, mostly cause I couldn't find a platform to watch it on and because I often for get the name of the sixth season. I have watched the seventh season, and seen episodes of the sixth, but I genuinely don't remember if I ever completely watched all of them. I am waiting for the 2023 reboot to come out in the US so I haven't watched that either.

So yeah, I don't think I've seen all of the series but I have seen a majority of it. I have to rewatch some episodes since it's been a while though.

Another Marvel prompt!!!

Stephen Strange has a little quirk that he really hates, especially when others find out. When he gets sleepy he ends up looking like a little kid, rubbing his eyes with his hands like a kid and even yawned adorably too. When ALL the Avengers find Stephen sleepy and yawns they fucking melt, all of them wanting to pick him up and cuddle with him.

That's exactly what the avengers do. Thor and Loki are the ones to easily capture Stephen when they find him sleepy, Tony and Steve being second. Natasha is the one nobody fucks with when she spots Sleepy Strange, I mean come on- you know why. Clint practically kidnaps the mage the moment he hears that yawn, taking him to his floor to coddle him, give him all the cuddles and just drown him in affection. This continues with every other avenger down the list.

Stephen is so goddamn embarrassed and tries to hide away when he is tired. But try as he might, they always seem to find him. He wonders how this is his life now. He also can't lie and say he doesn't like the cuddles, head pats, and so forth. The poor mage is touch starved bad.

Another Marvel prompt, you know the drill!

Steve has Clint watch over Tony as he goes to a gala, explaining the concerning information JARVIS shared with him about Justin Hammer and Mr.Stone. Clint agrees to watch over Tony for the night. The info bothering Clint as well.

Apparently the two were planning something, from previous conversations Tony had with them. Clint didn't like it, nor did he like Tiberius Stone. Tony's ex. He was too shady, uncomfortable to listen to when the creepy fuck talks about Tony. Talking like Tony was noting more than a pleasure toy.

Clint followed Tony to the gala despite him repeatedly saying he didn't need a babysitter. He wasn't leaving Tony's side if he had any say, and he was even more motivated when he saw who was already making way towards them. Tony's ex boyfriend.

Clint was going to deck this motherfucker in his throat.

Clint gets his chance to do just that after Tiberius and Justin try to kidnap Tony, drugging him and using robots to snatch him without raising suspicion towards them. Clint knew anyway, the tech was obvious Justin's work- utter shit.

Getting the job done and saving Tony from the idiots, he takes him home to patch up any scratches and helping him wait out the drugs. Tony can't help but thank Clint for protecting him. As a thanks, Tony kisses Clint on the mouth... then passes out cold.

Clint is both flustered and concerned about Tony. He puts Tony to bed, with the intent on talking about that kiss later. Hopefully that conversation ending with Clint having a husband boyfriend.

Tony: Really, Steve?

Steve: *Holding Tony close* Mine

Tony: I know but I need you to let go now, please?

Steve:*Hugs tighter* No, mine.

Tony: Steve, I love you but- Ehh! *Trying to push away*

Steve: *Not even budging* Mine

Tony: Ehh!

Steve: Mine

Tony: Ehh!!

Steve:*Kisses Tony* Mine

Tony: *Flustered* God damnit...

Tony: *Hides his face* Love you too, Steve.

Steve:*Happy noises*

Bonus~~~

Clint:*Flirts with Tony*

Tony:*blushing but flirting back*

Steve:*Walks behind Clint* Clint

Clint:*Freezes in terror*

Steve: If you don't back away from my boyfriend, you'll wish you could die by your neck snapping in two.

Clint:*Pale white* Yep I'll just be e-else where, later! *Fucking booking it out*

Tony:*Embarrassed and slightly terrified* Steve was that really necessary? It was just Clint being Clint.

Steve: * Growls* No it wasn't. He was flirting with you Tony!

Tony: *Sighs* Me and Clint always flirt with each other, we kinda have a bromance thing...

Steve:...So he's ours then?

Tony:...

Tony:*Yells* Clint get back here! Me and Steve want trash panda cuddles!

If anyone wants to, please feel free to make this a fanfiction! I would read that story with glee!!!