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so i'm not actually dead | clint & bucky
"I was a couple thousand miles away! How was I supposed to do smoke signals? Youâre asking the impossible, kid." His arms wouldâve swung out in an exaggerated shrug if not for the pizza box he was carrying.
Buckyâs pace sped up with Clintâs, understanding that the other wanted to get back so that he could hear Buckyâs whole story. Completely understandable, Bucky thought, completely.
"Okay, listen here, that swing dancing stuff is so much better than the shit way kids dance nowadays, itâs actual dancing not pretty much having sex in the middle of a really loud pulsing room. Itâs actual dancing. Iâm going to teach you one day.â A certain grin was tossed Clintâs way.
"Bonus points if you blow it up at Tonyâs. Heâll probably make you clean every centimeter of his tower."
His eyes widened, and he tried to push the other away, but his grip was too strong, âWhoa, I thought you didnât want to make out. I mean Iâm sure I can accommodate for you, but   " And he was laughing too, completely at ease.
A passing image of him and Bucky dancing, and he shakes his head, "Man, it's good t'have you back. My dancing skills are severely lacking without your expertise."
He grins, settling for just an arm around Bucky's shoulders while they walk. "Ha, ha, very funny." The idea of making out with Bucky isn't unpleasant, per say, but not something he's paying money to do, either. Their friendship was heavily based in, 'I know you're kidding, and so am I, but if you were serious I'd be totally down for that.' Clint's glad they didn't lose that.
Clint's suddenly struck with the thought that he didn't lose that, didn't lose Bucky. Things aren't going to be the same as they were -- it's likely they'll never really be that way again. But maybe they can get somewhere close. He's not exactly asking to start over, because those years of friendship have changed him, made him who he is, and he doesn't want to pretend like they never happened, but -- but.
He just wants to know that they've got a chance to forgive each other for the shitty things they've done.
His apartment building is just around this corner, and he shakes himself out of his thoughts, "Y'gonna want some coffee?"
( â Š ) â âI donât ask for trouble.   Everyone  else        insists on bringing me into it. That said,        most trouble I can handle. And anything        else? I can evade.â  Natasha shrugged        a shoulder,   the faintest hint of a smile        on her lips.  She decides to shift tactics.
      âWhere would you want to go?
"Not really the point," Clint sighs , but he already  knows he's a goner.   Why is it always him that Natasha drags on these so-called adventures?
He raises an eyebrow at her, "I'd like t'go somewhere safe and quiet,  where I can spend  at least a  couple of days  without someone or somethin' tryin' t'kill me."  A pause  for  emphasis.  "But  'm  guessin' that's  just  a  little  too  much  t'ask."
HELLO I KNOW I'VE BEEN ABSENT FOR FOREVER BUT I'M GONNA TRY AND GET SOME REPLIES DONE

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     { Something mischievous stirred beneath         those viridian eyes; pooling and nearly         overflowing with an unread emotion.                    His mind was that of stupor, teeth                    gnawing away at the inside of his                    cheek, wanting desperately to press                    chaste kisses to the archerâs tanned                    skin.      Tâwas a hunger that drove him mad,      never wanting to cease the flames that      ever fueled it.                     He leaned in close, voice                     heavy and as smooth as                     silk as he spoke. }
  â That is my specialty, Little Hawk. â
{  His entire posture was shouting w a r,   but his brain was jumbled -- half finished   sentences and thoughts with no actual   substance. Every breath seemed to echo   in the room.           He wanted to slink away, lock           himself for a while, lick his wounds           in peace. His voice is quiet, and           his eyes are pleading.  }
    "Stop-- stop calling me that.     Stop pretending, Loki. Stop     -- stop whatever this is."
{  He can't handle much more of this. The   voice in the back of his mind tells him   maybe Loki isn't playing any trick, that   maybe this just is what it is, but Clint does   his best to ignore it.  }
Itâs fascinating in a manner, the stages that Clint moves through as he stirs into awareness.  Certainly, itâs a quick series of actions in the eyes of others     but for him, it takes the form of slow motion shifting, breathing, from the moment that Clint slips from REM to when heâs finally parting both lips to speak.  âYeah?â  He says, neck shifting to bare more skin when calloused fingers connect with it. "I think youâre just kinda picky, man.  BesidesâŚ"
As though cleaning the threat of his soon to be words, his own fingers begin a gentle vibration, seeking out any hint of tensed or sore muscles.  âI was tempted to pull those dumb Cap undies off and put emâ on a flag pole.â  Heh, still tempting.  âBut you looked too chill.â
Clint opens his mouth to reply, but what slips out instead is a contented noise -- a sighing, humming sort of thing -- as Pietro's hands smooth over his aching muscles. There are more knots than he knows what to do with. Ah, the glamorous life of a superhero. Still, he can already feel himself melting into the mattress. This is a good morning, Clint thinks, a very good morning. "The term is high-maintenance, asshole."
He half-rolls closer, seeking contact, hand moving up to card his fingers through Pietro's hair. "Jerk," he mumbles fondly, and then, "...Oh my god, you can't tell him about this."Â
00:00:00 | Clint & Remy
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As a general rule, Remy respects photographers. Remy, certainly, doesnât have what it takes to do that end of the modeling business, and most of Remyâs⌠skill at modeling comes from the genepool rather than Remyâs own hard work. Still, he does tire of meeting them, especially the more star-struck ones. This one doesnât seem much different, except that itâs Natasha introducing them. Natasha, who once knocked out Vogueâs in-house photographer for touching her.
The photographer, Clint, is clutching a good camera on a worn strap, with clothing that had probably seen better days before he even got to the Salvation Army.
"Remy LeBeau," Remy says, and does his best not to sound tired. "Always good tâ meet a friend of Natashaâs." Heâd really just come for a coffee, but at least this photographer probably wouldnât want an autograph or anything.
(Remy, of course, has not looked at his own timer in more than ten years â Jean-Luc forbid it, and the habit stuck. Heâd always been told as a kid that his soulmate would probably weep to discover that theyâd been stuck with him.)
Remy. Natasha had only ever referred to him as 'my model friend' or 'the guy I told you about.' Remy. The name sinks into his skin and sticks there, keeps itself put. Clint doesn't foresee a time when it won't be there, just under the surface, for him to turn over and over in his mind.
And that's fucking terrifying.
Clint can feel Natasha's eyes on him, because she's seen his timer, and he knows that she knows because she's Natasha and she knows everything, but he keeps his eyes on Remy.
He decides not to say anything about his timer, because Remy didn't, but he can feel the words on the tip of his tongue. ("Hi, it's nice to meet you, I think you're my soulmate.") Maybe Remy's timer hasn't hit zero yet, and Clint is destined to be one of those people, whose soulmates love someone else.
The system is fucked a lot of the time, and Clint knows this. His parents weren't exactly outstanding examples of the perfect soulmates.
"Hey," he says instead, eyes searching. He doesn't know what he's looking for, but the piece of something that's always been missing seems closer than ever, and his heart is beating painfully. His voice is tight, polite smile forced, "Could say the same t'you. Clint Barton, I'm a photographer." The light catches on his very obvious camera and he thinks, I am also an idiot.Â

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         âWell, do you  want to ask me your ten questionsâŚ
          âOr do you want to go on a shopping spree for some            brand new on the market projectile explosives?â
"That offer's just too much, Stark, 'm swooning.
        But if y'haven't noticed,         we've  got  plenty  of         explosives. What's with         the need for more?"
;; sRRY FOR MY ABSENCE BUT HELLO
oh my GODS okay school is kicking my ass l m a o but hEYO i am here and i'm gonna try and do the rp thing
tips on how to realistically write deaf clint barton
hello, fanfiction writers! Â iâm making this post because iâve seen some deaf clint barton stories going around, and there are a lot of misconceptions about hearing loss and hearing aids and all that jazz, so since iâm hard of hearing, i thought iâd bring up a few common misconceptions.
clint just reads everyoneâs lips and understands exactly what people are saying. Â this is basically impossible. Â only 30% of spoken english can be lipread. Â for me, if i can hear your vowels and read your lips at the same time, i can typically get what youâre saying, but thatâs not a guarantee. Â clint also wouldnât be able to pick up lipreading overnight. Â thatâs an acquired skill.
hearing aids! Â there are many different types of hearing aids, so make sure you do your research on those. Â there are BTE (behind the ear) hearing aids, which are the most common. Â then there are the RITE (receiver in the ear), CIC (completely in canal), ITC (in the canal), ITE (in the ear) hearing aids. Â even if youâre going to have tony stark whip up some cool state of the art hearing aids for clint, itâs helpful for you to know which style tony would be modeling these after. Â keep in mind that some hearing aids donât have an off switchâthe only ways to turn those hearing aids off are to take the batteries out, which you need to do every night while the hearing aids themselves chill in a dehumidifier overnight.
american sign language is just like spoken english.  not true.  american sign language is a complex language with its own grammar and syntax.  make sure you research american sign language.  watch videos, read books, learn as much as you can.  you donât have to learn the language, but familiarize yourself with it.  you also canât learn ASL overnight, so clint canât just read a book on it and then be an expert the next day.
hearing aids fix everything and make his hearing normal. Â hearing aids do NOT fix everything. Â they HELP, they do not FIX. Â so even if clint wears hearing aids, his hearing will not be 100% perfect. Â heâll still miss pieces of the conversation. Â heâll still have to ask people to repeat themselves. Â not all the time, but itâll still happen. Â he wonât magically become hearing because heâs wearing hearing aids. Â remember: theyâre called hearing AIDS not hearing FIXES.
two days later, clint is back to shooting arrows perfectly. Â this isnât true. Â when the inner ear suffers severe trauma, it freaks out. Â as a result of the traumatic way clint loses his hearing, he would have acute unilateral vestibulopathy. Â symptoms of this include: severe dizziness, nausea, blurry vision, everything moving around so his eyes would be darting about trying to make his vision be still, and possibly neck pain. Â his balance would be thrown way off whack, and he wouldnât be able to walk very well after two days, let alone try to shoot a bow and arrow. Â typically, these symptoms last anywhere from a few weeks to a month, depending on the type of injury. Â but make sure you research this yourself, so you know more specific details! Â my really awesome friend gave me the information on this, so shoutout to her!
ok! Â i think i covered the most common misconceptions. Â if you have any further questions, and you feel comfortable asking me, go ahead! Â i am more than happy to answer any questions to the best of my abilities. Â i think itâs awesome that marvel is now incorporating a superhero that isnât fully abled. Â itâs about time the rest of us got some representation. Â go forth, and write well!
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[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today? [text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here [text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after. [text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW [text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this oneâs for Team USA. [text] He gave me the âfind somebody who wants to date you for who you areâ speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants. [text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese [text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it [text] Seriously. Iâm like, âWait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because youâre so fucking intelligent Iâm turned on?â [text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet? [text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. Iâm keeping him. [text] Iâm making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life. [text] Itâs a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later. [text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. Iâve been waiting for this moment forever. [text] Lesson learned. Donât roleplay with a real knife. [text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old womanâs birthday party for the food. Whoops. [text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle. [text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. Iâd say it was a pretty successful Thursday night. [text] Iâm wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real. [text] Heâs like⌠An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. Itâs almost unsettling [text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think Iâve found the One. [text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while⌠if you happen to find your balls then join us [text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled âdibs!â⌠[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered âSimbaâ [text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog. [text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever. [text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me [text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings. [text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was âchug-a-lugâ [text] Thereâs a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork. [text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine [text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there. [text] He told me he loved me. I didnât know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him [text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten [text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly. [text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter. [text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex Iâve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury [text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a manâs heart. [text] When was the last time you wore pants? [text] Iâve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation [text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast. [text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time [text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person. [text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So howâs your day going? [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesnât need it today. [text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. Whatâs wrong with this tradition? [text] all iâve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila. [text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys donât exist? [text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special [text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention [text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the âHigh While Analyzing Disney Moviesâ texts begin. [text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He wonât quit poking me on fb [text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes [text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it wonât be me. Iâm drinking liquor out of a fishbowl. [text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy [text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster [text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing. [text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on [text] Letâs play a little game called âChill the Fuck Outâ - youâre our first contestant [text] Didnât get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie. [text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion. [text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat [text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance? [text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out [text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game [text] i think its awesome that according to your mom iâm your friend that caught on fire. [text] So fucked up. Canât tell if Iâm starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out. [text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day. [text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship. [text] you traded sex for a burrito? [text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos. [text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there. [text] itâs not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher. [text] Youâre always adorable, but when youâre drunk, youâre like Chia Pet adorable. [text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest [text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box [text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year oldâs Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day. [text] Itâs like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal itâs gummy bears and instead of milk itâs vodka. [text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go [text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome. [text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying âi mean who doesnât like cheetosâ [text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you [text] I left a cheeto on everyoneâs car trailing to the house iâm at, hanzel and gretel style. [text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again. [text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs [text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar. [text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year [text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something. [text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex. [text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing âfollow the yellowbrick roadâ. iâm pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted [text] Itâs like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job. [text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes? [text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles. [text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy! [text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen. [text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter. [text] So I woke up today with someoneâs door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok. [text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know. [text] Because when I say âYou shouldnât drink anymoreâ, she hears, âI personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinksâ [text] okay, this game isnât funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are. [text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing. [text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed [text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat. [text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone [text] never. drinking. again. [text] Iâm gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see. [text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night [text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now [text] iâm out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction. [text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.
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His expression goes from completely serious to joking in a split second, lips turning up into a grin in the few seconds before he braces himself for the impact of first, his friend, and second, the floor. Which isnât soft in the slightest.
"Glad you like them. Should  I keep the style?â He asks,  while trying to get his  neck out of the otherâs grasp.
"Well, I mean--" Clint huffs, struggling to keep his grip and slipping a little. ( Fucking. Metal. Arm. ) "--y'might wanna wash your face. And your hair. Like, eventually."
He digs his sock feet into the ground, scrambling for purchase on the hardwood floor. His own laughter threatens to throw him off balance as well. "If y'want."