Chapter Three: Clint shows up at the tower. He was even less what Tony was expecting that Steve was. And then there are feelings.
Fic Summary: It’s been little over a year of the Avengers working together and they’ve become close. They’ve become friends. Family, some of them will whisper quietly, but only in the deepest parts of their minds where no one else can hear.
When a mission goes wrong and Clint is killed, all of the Avengers are affected, but Tony disappears into his workshop for days. When he finally comes out, he has a new AI: a robotic bird named Featherbrain, who speaks in a familiar voice.
Meanwhile, Clint wakes up, a prisoner in a cell, but he’s not alone. Sitting across from him is Loki, and no one knows where either of them are. They’ll have to work together to escape, but how can Clint possibly trust Loki?
So, fun fact. I got yanked into MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe, for the uninitiated) and have begun a fic pre-Ultron.
I absolutely blame @thequeervet, whose entire fic collection you should devour IMMEDIATELY, and @whinywingedwinchester, who has done nothing to delay my sauntering straight into the arms of Tony Stark and company.
To those following Cadbury (bless all of you), no worries, still working on that regularly. We’ll get to see Sam next chapter from Samandriel’s POV. And to those following Hold You Close, I actually have the final chapter of the fic written, and I’m halfway through the current chapter, so – soon. (It’s a long chapter.)
But for those of you who are Avengers fans (and because I don’t think I’ve said anything outside of chapter updates or reblogs in a while), TADA! I have succumbed.
Presently on chapter three of what is apparently not going to be the small fic I had planned. *HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER* There are no small fics! So………
Who’s your favorite Avenger?
They met in the air ducts, because of course they did. Clint thought he was loosing it when he saw the tip of a fox tail slip around the corner of one of the vent junctions. He knew he aught to be concerned about someone (thing?) other than him skulking thru the air ducts, but he was intrigued for the moment, and swiftly turned down the duct where he’d seen the fox tail disappear.
When he finally caught up to the mysterious intruder, he was even more confused. The fox tail was attached to a person–along with matching fox ears and a to-go cup of coffee with a peculiar shaped bean illustration. He was dressed in guard attire, but for all Clint knew, that was to help him blend in once he arrived at his destination within the Tower. The fox (?) smirked at him and twitched his ears.
“I know you want to touch them,” he dared.
“Is the bean on your cup giving me the finger?” Clint blurts out. What the fuck? Of all the much more important things he needs to ask, that’s what come out of his mouth? What is wrong with him?
The fox (?) just nods at him, like this is all perfectly reasonable. “Yep. It’s a Feckin’ Bean. Best coffee in this dimension. And quite a few others, actually…” The fox trails off, and flicks his ears towards Clint suggestively. “Name’s Rey. And this itch ain’t gonna scratch itself,” he grumbles, pointing at the still twitching ear.
Bless you, @karategirl80. I’ll credit you if this shows up in fic. ❤ But consider it canon.
No!
Bad Talky! Bad KG!!
DO NOT TEMPT ME WITH MORE SPN/MCU CROSSOVERS!!!
I, as Luci, am denying you BOTH!! access to the MCU!!
Karategirl digs thru her trusty bookbag, muttering softly to herself. “Aha!!! I found it!” she exclaims, while Talky and Totes look on interestedly. Karate holds out the item she procured from her book bag in front of her, and whistles. “Here, girl! Come and get it!” she yells.
Far in the distance, a faint howl is heard, and the distinct *thumpatythump* of a rather large _something_ quickly approaching the trio. A figure becomes visable, and as it nears, its form becomes more recognizable.
“Um, Karate…” Talky starts to say, sounding a hair concerned.
Within seconds, the rather amorphous form coalesces into the giant form of a hellhound, who skids to a stop directly in front of of Karate, and immediately starts sniffing Karate, looking for something in particular.
“Sit, Juliet,” Karate commands. The hellhound immediately complies, and looks up at Karate hopefully. “Aww, Juliet, you are such a good hellhound…the BEST!” Karate pets Juliet behind one of her giant floppy ears, and quickly unwraps the item in her hand and holds it in front of Juliet. Karate distractedly hands the wrapper to Totes, who reads the label: “The Feckin’ Bean Supernatural Treat! Safe for kitsune, tricksters, dryads, hellhounds and other hell-creatures. Flavor: Apple Pie. This treat was lovingly made and wrapped by: Kathy.”
Totes looks at Karate questioningly, who shugs. “Always be prepared?” Totes and Talky seem to accept this explanation, and Totes shoves the wrapper in her pocket.
Karate turns her attention back to Juliet, who has finished her treat and is currently chasing her tail.
“Juliet, focus!” Juliet pauses, and looks up at Karate and tilts her head sideways. “We,” Karate says, gesturing at Talky and Totes, “need to get into hell, to find Altyex. Can you help? I have plenty of treats for you when we find her!” Juliet considers for a moment, barks an affirmative, and lies down in front of Karate, who clambers onto her back. “Come on, jump on! Time is wasting! Let’s go find Altyex!”
Talky and Totes shrug and approach the hellhound carefully. “No worries! She won’t bite! Juliet is a good hellhound, right?” Karate scratches Juliet’s head, and Talky and Totes climb on behind her.
Juliet stands, unaffected by her passengers. “Hellhounds ought to come with seatbelts,” Talky grumbles as she hangs on by grabbing some of Juliet’s long, soft fur. Without warning, Juliet sets off in what appears to be a random direction, and the search for Altyex begins.
When Tony Stark opened his tower to the other members of the Avengers, he expected it would make assembling easier and get Fury to stop glaring at him like an angry, pirate cyclops. He didn’t expect to become friends with these people, much less family, but there was no other words for how they fit together. He didn’t think there was a person in the universe brave enough to ask if Natasha Romanov was the mom (besides, Tony was pretty sure if there was a mom, it was Nick Fury).
Regardless of his expectations, though, they become a team, and friends, and then family.
And then a mission goes wrong and Clint Barton dies, leaving the rest of the Avengers struggling to stay together against the force of their grief.
In a prison deep underground, Clint Barton wakes up, alive, and he’s not alone. If Thor made it back to Asgard, he arrived without his brother.
With Thor trapped in Asgard and the rest of the Avengers believing Clint dead, the two enemies have to work together to survive and escape. They may manage to save each other, their families, and the entire universe, if they don’t kill each other first.
In the town of Oasis Plains, Samandriel encounters a twelve-year-old boy who can see his True Form. Samandriel’s relationship with his vessel is a little unconventional. After all, he’s never been taught how to take a human for a vessel before. That’s okay, though. He’s learning a lot, and not just about humans.
For today’s warm up, I drew out my mental image while reading this cute silly Crowley ficlet by @talkingtomyselfagain . I’m sure you’ll find a cute giraffe to be the Cas in your plushie Team Free Will soon, Crowley!
Karate, SPN Demonic Octopus Guardian 