#ler!clint barton

Request: pleaseeee can I request lee!wanda in AoU where she's really shy with the team and pietro mentions she loves being tickled but she gets super shy and embarrassed by it, and so clint absolutely wrecks her trying to get her out of her shell? thank you! <3 @natashaslovxr

Note: Thank you for this very cute request! I am so sorry it took a while to get to, but I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1625

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The Avengers had all gathered together in the compound for a team dinner and game night. The large table was filled with various delicious foods, which made all of their mouths water and stomachs grumble. Wanda was still shy with the team, as she and her brother were fairly new to the crowd. She took a seat quietly next to Pietro and also next to Natasha. 

The dinner consisted of various conversations, laughter and stories. Wanda tried her best to keep up and follow along, but she couldn’t find herself offering more than a few laughs at other people’s funny stories. It’s not that she wasn’t interested or anything. She just felt like she had a hard time fitting in with them. A majority of the team were guys, and Natasha had been with them from the start, so she was pretty much family. 

New Daughter

☆ pairing: Clint Barton x fem!reader [platonic]

☆ warnings: cussing [y/n saying she wants to kick his ass], mentioning of the blip, other than that -> fluff.

☆ word count: 1k+

☆ summary: Y/N came to the team as a new spy, Clint has become her trainer, but not only has he achieved the role of that, but of a father figure.

☆ A/N; new theme as you can see and I’m loving it! The aesthetic is just - chefs kiss! And also… first one-shot in 2023! Hope you like it! [and a speedy recovery for Jeremy, poor guy]

Hi anon! Thank you for this request, and sorry it took so long to get to! Writing for Clint and Kate is always fun, and I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1007

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It was a peaceful and sunny day outside. However, inside the Barton household was a mix of chaotic loud laughter and screams, as Clint was playing with his kids. Kate had been staying with the Barton’s for a bit, and she had just come back from running an errand.

She entered the house to see that Nate was standing still along with Lila, while Cooper was looking for a way around his dad. The four of them were playing freeze tag at the moment, and Cooper was quickly darting around, trying to save his siblings.

“Kate! Help me unfreeze Nate and Lila! Dad’s it right now and if I get tagged, then he wins!” Cooper quickly explained.

Kate was contemplating what to do. As much as she wanted to join in and help the kids, she thought it may be best to sit this one out. However, when little Nate had called her name out to help them, she couldn’t resist.

Cooper had run behind Kate to hide from his dad, hoping that he would go after Kate instead, and that he could go unfreeze his siblings.

Kate just stood there for a moment, still unsure of whose side to take. However, in her mind she had already decided to help the kids. She was now just waiting for an opportunity to catch Clint off guard.

Just as Kate was about to run to go unfreeze the kids, Clint tackled her to the couch and pinned her immediately, knowing fully well that she was going to be mischievous rather than help him.

“Where are you going so fast? I thought you were my partner?” Clint teased, as Kate struggled to break free.

“Well when I see evil, I try to help the latter,” Kate snarked back.

Clint raised his eyebrows at how bold the young archer had become. Especially given the position she was currently in.

“Now tell me Kate, are you ticklish?” Clint asked, wiggling his fingers above her torso.

“No! Of course not! What made you think that ridiculous idea?” Kate shouted, clearly nervous from the question.

“Really? Then you wouldn’t mind if I do this?” Clint asked, before digging into her sides viciously.

“Nohohoho stohohohop,” Kate giggled out.

“Why should I stop? You said you weren’t ticklish, so why are you laughing?” Clint teased.

“I’m lahahaughing behehcause you’re sohohoho stuhuhpid,” Kate giggled out again, as Clint decided to amp it up after that comment.

The archer then quickly scribbled into her underarms, causing her to shriek and scream with laughter.

“STAHAHAHAHP NOHOHOHO IHIHIHIM SOHOHORY,” Kate cried out.

“It’s a little too late for that. This is your punishment for betraying me in the game of freeze tag and for those snarky little remarks that you made at me,” Clint stated.

Clint then softly wiggled his fingers into her stomach, causing her to erupt with another batch of loud laughter.

“ANYWHERE BUHUHT THEHEHERE PLEHEHEASE,” Kate screamed out, trying her best to wiggle out of his grip.

“Oh and don’t forget that you also lied to me about being ticklish. Just know that I always know when you’re lying,” Clint told the younger archer.

Clint then leaned down and blew a raspberry on her stomach, causing her to buck and squeal with more laughter.

“IHIHI GIHIHIHIVE PLEHEHEHASE NOHOHO MOHOHORE,” Kate shouted, on the brink of tears at this point.

“Okay, I’ll have mercy on you for now. But since you’re supposed to be my partner, just know that if you ever try to betray me again, your punishment will be so much worse,” Clint warned.

“Yeah, like I’m scared of an old man,” Kate snarked back.

“Oh really?” Clint asked, before sitting on her legs and wiggling his fingers teasingly towards her overly sensitive feet.

“Oh no, NO! Don’t you dare!” Kate cried, already trying to pull her feet away.

“You’re the one making snarky remarks, Kate. It’s almost like you were asking for this,” Clint teased, before scribbling into her sensitive soles.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA,” Kate laughed out, unable to produce any response or snarky comments anymore.

“What’s wrong Kate?” Tickling got your tongue?” Clint teased, smirking back at the squirming brunette.

Kate still couldn’t get a response out, as her laughter became silent, and Clint knew that she had enough.

Just as Clint was about to get off of Kate, he felt a pair of fingers wiggling into his armpits.

“AHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHP,” Clint cried, turning around to see his kids smiling at him mischievously.

“Cooper unfroze us while you were distracted!” Nate declared proudly.

Kate quickly sat up, knowing that she had the kids on her side and could get her much needed revenge.

“Not so powerful now are you?” Kate teased, helping the kids pin their dad down and tickle him to pieces.

Kate went for his underarms, while Cooper went for his feet. Lila and Nate both helped tickle his torso.

“NOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAP,” Clint cried out, as Kate smirked smugly at him.

“Maybe you should’ve thought this through a little more?” Kate teased, as she lightly tickled his underarms, causing him to laugh hysterically.

“MY REHEHEVENEGE WIHIHLL BEHEHE SOHOHO MUHUHCH WOHORSE,” Clint threatened through his laughter.

“Hmm, okay you giggly mess. That doesn’t sound very believable,” Kate teased, enjoying this way too much to think about the consequences.

Once the four of them decided that Clint had enough, they eased up and eventually got off of him.

Kate was just smirking smugly, glad that she was able to get revenge on him, even if she needed all three of the kids to help her.

However, that smug smirk quickly turned into a horrified expression, as Clint began to charge after her at full speed. Kate thought it was unfair that Clint was only going after her and not his kids even though they helped. However, she knew she didn’t have much time to think and had to act quickly.

:)

Hey anon! Thanks for this request! It was fun writing for Kate and Clint for the first time. Also shout out to @natasharomanofftheposer for helping me portray Clint's character better!

Word Count: 1022

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Kate had been staying at the Barton’s for Christmas for a few days now. She was getting a bit antsy, feeling very mischievous today. She had been spending most of her time playing with Nate or building snowmen with Cooper and Lila, but without Yelena here, there wasn’t really anyone to pester. The thought of being Yelena’s friend caused a smile to spread across Kate’s face. Now that she and Clint had taken down all of their enemies for now, Clint had a lot more free time on his hands, which meant more time and opportunities for Kate to bother him.

Clint had just gotten up off the couch to go get a snack from the kitchen, and Kate quickly took this opportunity to steal his spot on the couch. She nearly tripped over her own two feet as she was trying to be as quick as possible without making any noise. She stumbled onto the couch and immediately sat awkwardly and put on a face she thought looked innocent. Clint came back a few moments later and gave Kate a weird look. “Why are you in my seat?” Clint questioned, as he had not seen Kate the entire day until now. “Oh sorry, were you sitting here? Looks like it’s my seat now,” Kate said with a look of mischief and fear at the same time. “I guess it is your seat now,” Clint said calmly as he took a seat on another part of the couch. Kate was immediately disappointed that Clint had not been as bothered by her antics as she had hoped.

After a few moments of planning in her head, Kate quickly scooted herself over towards Clint, who was now doing a sudoku puzzle. “Hey, Clint! Can you hear me?” Kate shouted a little too loudly even for Clint. Kate couldn’t help but giggle at Clint’s grimace when he heard her shout at him. “I can see that you’re doing terribly on that puzzle!” Kate shouted again. To her disappointment, Clint just went back to filling in numbers in random places to make himself look busy, hoping that Kate would find somebody else to bother.

As Kate got to know Yelena better, she had also learned some tricks and ways to bother other people, which was Yelena’s field of expertise given that she was always being mischievous around Natasha. Yelena would always try to stick her finger in Natasha’s ear, cackling whenever Natasha would swat at her hand with annoyance. Kate had decided that this was a good opportunity to put a few of Yelena’s antics to practice.

Kate was still next to Clint, hovering over his shoulder and trying to push his pencil when he was writing to mess him up. Clint would just erase whatever marks were made and continue on with the puzzle. Kate then decides to take out his hearing aid, which she knew for sure would annoy him enough to get a reaction out of him. Kate slowly reached her hand out, careful to not make it too obvious. Just as she was about to move his hearing aid, she felt a hand lock around her wrist, and realized that she was trapped. “You’ve been trying to annoy me all day, haven’t you?” Clint said, trying to contain the smile overcoming his face. “N-no I was just trying to hang out with my favorite archer of all time,” Kate stuttered, but was secretly happy that she had succeeded in annoying him and getting his attention. “You’re acting naughtier and more immature than Nate,” Clint joked as he held her wrists in one hand and started tickling her underarms with the other. Kate burst out into loud laughter, her nose scrunching up as she struggled to break free. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAP YOHOUH AHAHAHARE SOHOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN,” Kate cried through her laughter. “I’m mean? You’re the one who wouldn’t let me do my sudoku puzzle in peace,” Clint commented while releasing both of her hands to tickle her sides relentlessly.

Kate desperately tried to grab his wrists to get him to stop tickling her, but she ended up just clumsily swatting at air. As her laughter turned wheezier, Clint decided to give her a break. “Have you learned your lesson?” Clint questioned. Kate used this as an opportunity to catch her breath and try to think of an escape route. Her eyes scanned around quickly in an attempt to break free, but her frantic eyes were enough to give away her plan. “Don’t even think about it Kate. I have three kids of my own, I know exactly what you’re thinking,” Clint said teasingly as he began to tickle her stomach. “IHIHIHIHIM NOHOHOHOT AHAHAH KIHIHIHIHD,” Kate exclaimed as her laughter was the loudest now that he was attacking her worst spot. “How are you not a kid? You’re just as mischievous as Nate, yet you’re more ticklish than he is,” Clint said laughing at Kate’s helpless state. Kate couldn’t help but blush from embarrassment, but it was true that Kate was more ticklish than Nate. The only reason she would win in a tickle fight against Nate was because she was older and stronger than him. Clint bent down and blew a raspberry on Kate’s overly sensitive stomach, something he used all the time on his kids. “OHOHOHKAHAHAY IHIHIHIHM SOHOHOHORY PLEHEHEAHEHSE STAHAHAHAHAHAP,” Kate screamed through her laughter.

Hi anon! Thanks for this request! I haven't really written for Clint and Wanda together, so this was a fun and interesting prompt to write! Hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1790

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There was an exciting buzz around the compound, as festivities were getting prepared to be in full swing. Balloons were being blown up, red streamers were being hung from the ceiling, and a cake was currently being frosted fresh out of the oven.

Today was an exciting day, as Wanda had taken another lap around the sun. Everyone was giddy with joy, eager to celebrate their favorite witch. The girl had gone through so much trauma, and they wanted to give Wanda a fun day to celebrate the amazing hero she had become. Unfortunately, Wanda was not feeling the same way.

The Witch had woken up that morning, realizing that today was her birthday. She let out a sigh, as she knew she would have to put on a happy face, not wanting to bring the mood down. She couldn’t quite pick out the reason why she was feeling down. It was one of those days where she was just in a bad mood. Although she wanted to talk to someone about how she was feeling, she knew if she brought it up, it would just ruin the day.

“Where’s Wanda?” Clint asked Natasha. “Beats me, last time I saw her, she was still sleeping,” the redhead responded. Clint decided to take matters into his own hands, and went looking for the powerful witch.

Clint knocked on Wanda’s door, waiting for a response. “Wanda, are you in there?”

Wanda had been awake for hours now, but couldn’t muster up the strength to put on a happy face and act like everything was okay. She was hesitant to respond, as part of her wanted to be alone, while the other part of her wanted to talk her feelings out.

Wanda wasn’t sure if she should pretend like she was sleeping or not, but she didn’t have time to decide, as Clint had already opened the door.

“Wanda? What’s wrong? Why aren’t you up yet?” Clint asked with concern. “It’s just one of those days you know,” Wanda said, sighing sadly. What frustrated her even more was that she could not pinpoint what exactly was bothering her. She wasn’t feeling sad, or angry. It was another emotion that she could not put into words.

“I’m not exactly sure what you mean by that, but if I can help, I’d be more than willing,” Clint responded thoughtfully. The archer hated seeing Wanda so sad, especially since today was her birthday. After all that the poor girl had gone through, all he wanted was for her to be happy.

“Would it make you smile if I told you that Yelena went out of her way to bake a cake for you?” Clint asked. The thought of the sweet, young girl doing something nice for her made her heart feel warm and fuzzy, almost enough to get her to smile. The thought soon faded away, and so did her temporary happiness.

“Wrong wire, I guess,” Clint said, trying to now think of dad jokes to tell Wanda.

“Why did the tomato turn red?” Clint asked, eager to give Wanda the answer. “I don’t know,” Wanda answered flatly. “He saw the salad dressing!” Clint exclaimed before breaking out into infectious laughter.

Wanda found the joke so corny, but found herself struggling to not laugh at the joke along with Clint’s ridiculous laughter. The witch snorted, before quickly containing her laughter.

“I saw that smile Wanda,” Clint said, smirking at her. “You saw nothing,” Wanda calmly stated, until she let out a shriek when Clint tackled her and pinned her to the bed.

“Since you can’t explain why you’re upset, and won’t laugh at my ridiculously funny jokes, I’ll just force it out of you instead,” Clint said with a giant grin.

“What are you going to do to me?!?” Wanda cried, genuinely scared now.

“This!” With that being said, Clint quickly began to scribble and squeeze Wanda’s sides, causing her to break out into loud laughter.

“CLIHIHINT STAHAHAHAP,” Wanda laughed out, trying to break out of his hold. “What? I just wanted to see you smile and hear you laugh. Is that a crime?” Clint asked, moving his hands into her underarms.

“YEHEHEHS IHIHIHIHIT IHIHIHIS,” Wanda shrieked.

“You could probably break someone in half with your powers, but somehow a little tickling takes you down?” Clint stated, now moving towards her feet.

“Nohoho nohohot thehehehre,” Wanda squealed out. “Fine, then I’ll do this instead,” Clint said, turning back around and blowing a giant raspberry into her stomach.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO LEHEHEHEHT MEHEHEHEH GOHOHOHO,” Wanda screamed out, as Clint just blew another loud raspberry, turning her laughter silent.

“What happened to your laughter? Where did it go?” Clint asked smugly, giving her one last raspberry, while spidering his fingers up to her ribs.

The witch was now a screaming, giggling, squirming mess, her face flushed and red. Clint looked down at her beautiful smile, as it had finally returned, along with her infectious, loud laughter.

“You are so mean,” Wanda said, pushing him away. Clint didn’t respond, but instead just wiggled his fingers on the bottom of her sole.

“NOHOHO STOHOHOHOP IHIHIHI TAHAHAKE IHIHIT BAHAHACK,” the witch cried out, kicking Clint in the stomach. “I realize now why you told me not to tickle you there,” Clint teased, as the witch blushed at how sensitive she was.

“Do you want to talk about why you were upset?” Clint asked, now in a more serious manner. “No,” Wanda said, but Clint could hear the mischief in her voice. It wasn’t a “no leave me alone” kind of no. It was more of a challenging “no.” Almost as if she was daring him to get it out of her.

Before Wanda could even say anything else, she was lost in her laughter once again, as Clint now drilled into her hips. Wanda bucked against him, and let out a scream of laughter.

“Want to tell me now?” Clint asked mischievously. “NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOP,” Wanda cried out. “I’m not stopping until you tell me,” the archer responded with a teasing tone.

He knew Wanda was going to put up a fight, so he went back to his secret weapon that he always used on his kids, which had also caused the witch’s laughter to go silent earlier.

Clint bent down to blow a raspberry, but stopped just above her stomach. Clint watched as her whole body tensed up, and giggles were already pouring out of her mouth. “You can give up and just tell me now,” Clint offered, with a shark-like grin on his face.

“Nohohoho neheheveher,” Wanda giggled, before wheezing with laughter as Clint’s mouth met her stomach. She twisted and squirmed, trying to get the awful feeling off of her stomach. Weakened by her laughter, her squirming wasn’t of much use. “OHOHOKAHAY IHIHIILL TEHEHEHELL,” she screamed out.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Clint asked, as Wanda stuck her tongue out at him.

Wanda eventually caught her breath and began to speak. “I just feel a little guilty. I held a whole town hostage, and yet you guys are celebrating me today. It just doesn’t feel right,” Wanda said with a frown.

“Wanda, we’ve all done bad or wrong things in life. It’s not like you did it for no reason. You were grieving, and we all know what you’ve been through. We’ve been with you almost every single step of the way. We want to celebrate you because of how amazing and strong you are. Not many people would be able to pick themselves up from all the trauma that you went through,” Clint said sincerely.

“I guess you’re right, but I just couldn’t face you guys being all happy for me without feeling a little guilty. What if it was you guys that I held hostage? I would never forgive myself,” Wanda said solemnly.

“Well it wasn’t us, and even if it were, we would forgive you and always love you,” Clint reassured her.

“There’s also something else,” Wanda continued, looking at him innocently.

“What is it?” Clint asked.

“Since today is my birthday, I’m turning one year older. That means I’m getting old…like you,” Wanda finished with a smirk, quickly taking off to escape from the archer.

Clint reacted just in time to catch her and throw her back on the bed, quickly sitting on her legs and scribbling as fast as he could on her soles.

“NOHOHOHO STOHOHOP IHIHIHT OHOHOLD MAHAHAN,” Wanda laughed out, struggling to yank her feet away from those tormenting fingers.

“Not until you say I’m not old,” Clint said, wiggling his fingers lightly under her toes, causing her to cackle now.

“IHIHIHI DOHOHONT WAHAHANT TOHOHOHO LIHIHIE,” Wanda snarked through her laughter.

“Don’t make me blow another raspberry,” Clint warned, turning around.

“NOHOHOHO DOHOHONT IHIHI ADMIHIHT YOUOU’RE YOUOUNG,” Wanda cried out, not imagining what it would be like to have another raspberry blown on her sensitive stomach again.

Wanda huffed and glared at Clint. “You know, I’m going to get revenge on you, you know. Don’t think I don’t know about how ticklish your armpits are. Natasha told me all about it,” Wanda warned. Clint just chuckled, as they walked downstairs to where the festivities had started.

Natasha had walked past Wanda, but not without pinching her side first. The witch let out a yelp, and jumped away from the redhead. “What was that for?” Wanda shouted at Natasha.

“I heard you screaming with laughter upstairs, so I had to test it out myself,” the redhead said with a smirk and a casual shrug. Clint saw this and came over towards Wanda whispering, “Why don’t we both wreck Natasha? We both have our reasons.” The redhead had seen them whispering, and became suspicious.

“WHO WANTS TO JOIN ME IN THE FIRST ACTIVITY OF THE DAY?” Wanda shouted as she and Clint chased after the redhead, ready to tickle her to pieces. The redhead turned on her heels and sprinted away from them as fast as she could. Little did she know, there were more people behind Wanda and Clint.

Wanda thought back to what had just happened, realizing that she was loved, and deserved to have a special day to herself. She knew Clint had just tickled her to pieces to try and cheer her up and make her happy again. Even though it was torture for her, she appreciated the thought of Clint trying to help her in any way he could.