Coming Home (Chapter 15)

I love this chapter! You guys! IronHawk feels for the win! I love them! Clint is so mouthy and sad and Tony is just… ahhhh. I love it! Heads up for some smutty smut near the end of the chapter!

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“Pepper said you were looking for me.”

Clints voice broke into Tony’s concentration, and he looked up from tweaking an arm plate on his suit, frowning when he saw the Omega looking completely uncomfortable and awkward in his doorway.

“I- um. Yeah, yeah, I was. But like… on Tuesday.” Tony tilted his head. “Where have you been?”

“I don’t think that matters.” Clint ran a hand over his face and groaned. “What did you need?”  

“You look tired.” Tony felt uneasy even talking to Clint, not sure of what to say what to say after… everything. But Rhodey had told him to just hold his family, and Sam had adamant that he reach out to Clint first– so he had waited for the past two days for Clint to come home, asking Pepper to please send him down if she saw him, and now Tony didn’t know what to do. “Are you– are you sleeping alright?”

“Am I sleeping alright?” Clint repeated, and folded his arms, leaning against the door jam. “Let’s see, my Alpha goes missing, kidnapped in some god forsaken desert. Then it takes us three months to find him. Once we do find him, he spends almost a whole week locked up in his lab refusing to see me or anyone else, until finally sitting us all down and telling us a fucking horror story about being tortured and having a goddamn battery in his chest. And then–” Clints eyes flashed angrily even though his exhausted posture never changed.

“And then, I have to spend a whole night comforting a hysterical Bucky, who made himself sick crying over something that happened between you two. And then, oh look, my Alpha is locking himself up in his lab again for weeks, except this time not even Bruce is allowed in there, and crazy shit is happening with some suit that I know is you. We all know it’s you, but it’s just one more thing you are keeping me out of. Then Steve and Bucky leave and all the sudden I’m sleeping alone in a big ass bed that I usually share with two big ass soldiers, and wondering where they are and if they are safe and basically panicking because my fucking family is falling apart. Do I seem like I am sleeping well?”

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Fight Club

Prompt:
Very angry at Peter for ruining your friendship with him as well as other out of the blue, you resort to violence with other people. This leads to being in a fight club, pounding on different people with bets placed to see who will be knocked out first. Peter doesn’t really recognize the bruises till they show up on your face. 

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WARNING: THIS IS VERY LONG AND THERE IS VIOLENCE 

A/N:
I know my friends, I know. This is not “Changed Part 2″, reason being is I want part 2 to be as good as, or even better than, the first part. With that said, I’m having trouble writing the second part of changed. I will be posting again this week for a THANKSGIVING SPECIAL….so PLEASE tell ME what YOU WOULD LIKE TO READ. I will post “Changed Part 2″ after that. ALSO, I was thinking about doing a ‘countdown to christmas’ or ‘twelve days of christmas’ with the Avengers. COMMENT PLEASE COMMENT if you would like to READ something like that. THANK YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!

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“This is so stupid!” I shout throwing my makeup into the sink. For the past 30 minutes I’ve been trying my best to cover up the bruise on my cheek, the black eye, and the busted lip. The rest of my body is a no brainer with clothes but that isn’t my problem. I don’t want the school to start talking, I’m not worried about the teachers I’m worried about the students. The teachers don’t care. Deciding I look fine and down with the situation I grab my backpack and head to school.

“Hey, (y/n)!” Ned smiles and waves. I wave back. Ned one of Peters new BFF’s. I used to be a BFF but Peter cut me out of his life about 4 months ago for some reason. We’ve been friends since birth living across the hall from each other, it’s kinda hard to forget when you always have a reminder.

“Thank you Aunt May!” Peter yells throughout the apartment.

“Yes! Thank you!” I cough out stuffing my face with her cookies, “I forgot what these tasted like.”

“Clearly, Cookie Monster.” Peter jokes. 

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anonymous asked:

I’m so desperate for the next part in the “avengers trade Clint to Loki” story! Will he be rescued?! What next?! Whenever you’re ready, of course :) I just Love Clint angst

Part 2

16. Over and over again, till it’s nothing but a senseless babble

“Say it,” Loki purred. Clint shook his head. He had resisted for hours now but it became more and more difficult.

Loki smiled gently and pressed the device in his side again. Pain flooded his body, every nerve was on fire and he screamed.

“Say it,” he said again. Tears ran over Clint’s face, but he shook his head once more.

“No!” He pressed through his teeth, still shuddering in pain.

Loki sighed. He showed him the device, a small metallic stick, before he pressed it onto his stomach. Clint screamed and tore at the chains holding him.

“Say it!” Loki said again. And once again Clint shook his head.

“No,” he groaned. They did this for hours now and Clint could barely hold up his resistance.

Loki took a deep breath, but then his grin became devilish.

Slowly he let the device glide over his naked skin, over his stomach to his legs and to his balls. And then he activated it again.

The pain was excruciating, he arched and screamed himself hoarse. And then the pain was gone.

Loki leaned down to his ear and whispered in his ear, “Say it.” More tears ran over Clint’s face. For weeks Loki came into his cell, tortured him and told him to say it.

“I love you,” Clint whispered. It wasn’t the first time he broke, it happened before. “I love you,” he repeated.

“Good boy,” Loki praised him. He placed his cool hand on Clint’s forehead and it felt good, so, so good. “Say it again.”

“I love you,” he babbled. “I love you, I love you, I love you!” he repeated over and over again. Loki let his hand run over his body gently and it shouldn’t feel so good. ‘Bucky!’ he thought again, squeezed his eyes shut and tried to block out Loki’s touches. ‘Bucky, Bucky, Bucky,’ he thought while his mouth said, “I love you,” all over again.

“Don’t worry, my little hawk,” Loki purred in his ear. “You’ll forget him soon. And then you’ll mean it.”

OF ALL THE MEMES I HAVE SEEN OVER THE YEARS

THIS TRULY TAKES THE GOLD

Steve: *sneezes*

*theres suddenly a creaking noise above Cap’s head*

Steve: what the?-

Clint: *whispers from inside the vents* God Bless America