The Tower - Chapter 5

The Tower: An Avengers Fanfic

Chapter 5

Chapters: one / two / three / four / five

Word Count: 2690

Warnings: Tony being Tony, some mild sexual language

Synopsis: Clint decides that it’s time for Elly to meet Tony.

Author’s Note: Co-written with @emilyevanston


Chapter 5 - Genius, Billionaire, Philanthropist

I got a call a few days after playing never have I ever with Clint telling me to come meet him at the Avengers tower.  I had to teach that morning, but I came out just after.  Clint was waiting in the lobby trying to look completely indiscreet, but failing miserably.  I skipped over to him and kissed his cheek.   “What’s up, bird friend?”  I asked.

Clint chuckled and shook his head.  “You’re a complete dork you know that?”  He said taking my elbow and leading me to the elevator.

“So I’ve been told,”  I answered.

We got into an elevator by ourselves.  Someone else tried to get in behind her but Clint gave her such a murder look she faltered and stepped back out again.

“It’s time for you to meet Tony.”  He said when the doors closed.

I stepped back from him and fidgeted on the spot.  “Okay,”  I said, nervously.

Clint took my hand and squeezed it.  “Remember, this isn’t a challenge.  You don’t have to force yourself into a relationship.  You shouldn’t do that.  All you need to do is be open to things if this is something you’re interested in.  Maybe for you and Tony, you’re just friends.  But if he doesn’t approve you, we can’t really move forward from here, because this is what Nat and I have.  You understand?”

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She’s in love with the world
But sometimes these feelings can be so misleading.
She turns and says “Are you alright?”
I said I must be fine because my hearts still beating.

[Song of the day: Fell In Love With A Girl]

“I don’t care what anyone else thinks,” Clint shrugged. “Your opinion is the only one that matters to me.”

“Clint, you’re an idiot,” Natasha sighed.

“What? Why?” He frowned.

Natasha looked at him for a very long moment before she shook her head. “I love you, and you know that,” she said. Clint nodded slowly. “But you just can’t walk around like this outside because I said it looked sexy.”

“Why not?” Clint looked down at himself and apparently couldn’t see something wrong.

“Did you even look in a mirror?” She asked and incredulously.

“Of course I did,” Clint said with a leer and waggled the mid-section of his body. This time Natasha had to roll her eyes.

“It’s purple and glittery,” she said and pointed at his tights.

“I wore it in the ring,” Clint said. “Thousands of people saw me in it walking around.”

“But…” Natasha started and pinched the bridge of her nose. “When I said it’s sexy it was… you know…”

“So… you don’t like it?” Clint asked and he sounded hurt. He turned around and wanted to leave the living room. And now Natasha felt like a bitch.

“Clint, wait,” she followed him and held him at his arm. “Wait,” she repeated.”

“What? You don’t like it and…” He said and wanted to continue his way, but Natasha still held his arm.

“I do like it, I really do, but it’s not… you just can’t walk around avenging in a glittery, purple circus costume, Clint.”

“Did you ever look at the thing Cap wears? I mean, tight tights and the stars and stripes thing… that’s really ridiculous if you’d ask me,” he said but he didn’t try to walk away from her. “Why can’t I have something that doesn’t look a little more superhero-y?” He almost pouted. “And you said I look sexy in it.”

“You look sexy in it,” Natasha said. “But the black Kevlar is more resistant than purple lycra.”

“With sequins,” Clint added with a tiny smile.

“Yeah, because the sequins cut the mustard,” she snorted.

“Hey, they are bullet resistant,” he grinned eventually.

“Wear the black Kevlar when you’re avenging and the purple tights here in the HQ,” she suggested. “And if anyone makes fun of you, I’m going to cut them. How does that sound?”

“As if you’d like me,” he said and scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

“Yeah,” Natasha nodded. “Because I do.”

me at 3am: i should sleep

brain: how about searching for that fanfic again that you liked so much 2 years ago

True Pain
  • Fanfic: Last updated 1/16/2009
  • Me: But maybe it will update tomorrow though

“Honestly like, why do writers use cliffhangers to get attention?”

YOU JUST ANSWERED YOUR OWN DAMN QUESTION IF I SPEND TIME WRITING SOMETHING I WANT MY READERS TO BE ENGAGED AND INTERESTED SO OF FuCkING CoUSrE IM GONNA USE A CLIFFHANGER YOU MOLDY BREADSTICK 

difference between reading smut and fluff 

smut/ rated M and E: 

  • pokerface sage level
  • frozen af
  • slight mouth twitching
  • less breathing/no breathing at all
  • often reads at exposed public spaces
  • CHILL AF

fluff:

  • tendency to break things
  • screaming
  • raptor noises
  • more screaming
  • fanning self
  • chill level at -0
  • hits everything and everyone
  • always on the verge of cardiac arrest
  • abnormal heart rate
  • external manifestation of the devil high on rainbow weed
  • ‘bitch you dont touch me while im reading this or i will hurt you’
  • me, reading fluff: toes curling, biting lower lip, softly whimpering, has to stop every few minutes to scream internally
  • me, reading smut: nothing. literally nothing. could be reading it over sunday breakfast with family
All of the Best Ships™

Person A: *Is always angry, serious, and/or working, so is always frowning.*
Person B: *Exists.* *Smiles at A.*
Person A: *Smiles and stares for a second* *whispers to themself* Goddammit.
Person C: ????