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hawkzeyes · 5 months
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Listen I’m not even a massive Clintasha shipper, hell I prefer them as friends, but the way some MCU fans are convinced it’s horribly wrong because they have some “sisterly brotherly bond”…. they have fucked REPEATEDLY. Please stop pushing that narrative. They aren’t related nor have they ever been related. They care about each other and they HAVE been romantic in the past even if you don’t like the ship. This on again off again mess (politely putting it) has been a thing since the 1960s.
Your personal choices for ships doesn’t change canon nor do your wack ass movies. Stop implying ppl ship incest because of it. Don’t be fucking weird.
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melaclintbartoncorner · 3 months
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What’s your favorite Clintasha trope? What are some of your headcanons for our beloved duo?
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Hey my beloved darling! 😘
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Thank you for your ask!
Tropes I absolutely adore with these two are: Coworkers to lovers, alternative universes ( for example Tattooartist meets Barista), I adore soulmates tropes, any Fics that fix the damn MCU timeline (I love you, @sneakronicity who wrote us "Until I see you again , Also Fuck you Joss Weasel). a good medieval alternative with queens and knights (just some good fantasy AUs), I am a sucker for family stories so Clintasha retiring and raising kids on the farm, some good romantic and without violence smut is always welcome. These are the Highlights that I can think of now.
Let's talk about head canons:
Clint and Nat are the perfect example of Ying and Yang, Clint is that openminded golden retriever that will take everyone who needs help in with open arms, Nat is that black cat that is dismissive at first an very reserved, but together they complete each other. Clint has a lot of patience with her and loves her unconditionally, what Nat doesn't really understands, but as soon she let's her walls down, but only for Clint, she is completely and without a fault devoured to him, I would even go that far to say she is very protective over him, because she knows he has some inner wounds that need to heal. So she does everything possible to make him heal, the same way he has done for her. They protect each other at all times, they would even turn against the Avengers to protect each other.
In my head they have 3 way of sex: The hot in the moment against the wall sex, that is full of hunger and lust especially when both haven't be together for a time; the light quickie in the morning to start their day in a relaxed fashion and the tender, slow, full of love and appreciation lovemaking that breaks them apart and proves their bond over and over again.
Clint loves Nat's red hair and is quite annoyed when she has to dye it blond for various missions. He adores her eyes & body and loves to touch and kiss every inch of her will treating her like a goddess.
On the other hand Nat loves when Clint has a bit longer hair so she has something to hold on ;), she is obsessed with his archery arms but especially these magical hands that makes her fall apart every time, He absolutely know what he is doing, he never misses after all ;).
After every mission, massages and bathing together are in order. Especially Nat loves to massage her hawk, that gives her a reason to really examine Clint's body in all its glory.
And of course they are a perfect team in the field, they basically don't even need to talk but communicate over their abilities and their body language. The Avengers are surprised every time when joint missions are happening and that ace team is shining bright.
In my head the only reason Clint uses hearing aids is to hear Nat's voice. The first moments without hearing her voice made him mental, he felt he was suffocating and felt his world just exploded. He need to hear her voice to survive, same as air to breath. Both know ASL, so they can communicate when Clint needs his calm time when overstimulated with the hearing aids and it's an advantage to gossip about people without them knowing. Over the years they invented a whole new signing language that's just for them, because the team catches up and in my head everyone is capable of signing, so they needed a new way to be private and intimate with each other.
For me they retire together on Clint's farm and will live there till the end of their looooong lifes and together in their arms in their bed. Titanic Style just less dramatic. 😂
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The team visits every month they always have an amazing barbecue together and basically a whole week of festivities sponsored by Tony of course. Do they have kids? In some of my head yes (A girl and a boy), in the other not to honour the Red Room Story of Nat. Depends on my mood tbh.
If you need more just ask ahead. Now my head is empty but happy.
I love you and thank you for your friendship and companionship. 😘😘
🏹🕷️💜❤️
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scavengerssuccotash · 3 months
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For the clintasha one liner prompt thing, could you do: ‘what the fuck are you flirting with Banner for? I’m right here Natasha!’
(maybe with the background that Clint x Nat had broken up lately, neither of them are over it, and Clint is jealous as hell) thank you!
Tony throws a charity event once a year to inspire New York’s upper crust to dip into their pocketbooks for a chance to brush elbows with heroes. It’s a swanky party with free-flowing champagne, an open bar, and Hors D'oeuvre’s gliding above heads atop silver trays. Clint wouldn’t call it a good time, though the limitless alcohol is certainly lubricating the definition of what he considered good. He would normally blow this kind of party off, but Tony had bribed him with the promise of experimental arrow heads if he attended, which was a kind gesture in of itself considering their teammate status. Clint would be lying if the prospect of abusing Tony’s immeasurable wealth and intelligence weren’t also a factor. Poor boy Barton is rectifying decades of financial pitfalls, he thinks sourly to himself.
The party is slowly winding down now, Clint had done his part. He is rather pleased with himself for making it to the end without sneaking off. He signed autographs, feigned platitudes and even flirted a bit and as thanks for all his work Clint’s getting his hands on some snazzy new tech. The energizing prospect buoys him through the last gaggle of elitists and he waves one woman off, some heiress to a department store, with a scandalous wink. By the time he makes his way back to the bar to hunt down the attendant for his fifth whiskey that night, the self-satisfied grin that was on his face crumbles into a snarl at the sound of a familiar melodic laughter.
He finds the source mere seconds after he rounds the corner.
Natasha.
Natasha is sitting on a bar stool and laughing at something Banner said. An ugly feeling twists in his gut at the sight of her hand running up and down his leg. An even uglier feeling calcifies into the hard lines of his face as he sports, what Natasha used to affectionally call, his murder face. Natasha doesn’t seem to notice him, or if she does she pays him no mind, as she tips her head back and laughs, exposing the long pale line of her throat which if followed would dive straight down to her cleavage. Clint knows he has to act the second he sees Banner’s head dip ever so slightly downward.
On the prowl Clint stalks forward. “Hey guys, what’s so funny?”
Banner’s head snaps around on cue and the smile Natasha was wearing slips as her face falls into a pointed glare by the time Clint stands beside them.
“Sorry, this seat taken?” Clint asks and before either of them can answer he promptly squeezes himself onto the seat between them. “No, good. So, great party, huh guys!? Think we raised enough money for Tony to get a new yacht this year?”
Banner coughs a bit before shyly looking down into his scotch. “I should probably go—”
“You don’t have to Bruce, really.” Natasha says the same time Clint feigns his disappointment.
“Ohh, nooo. Shame we were just getting started! But hey I get it.” Clint fake pouts as he claps a hand over Bruce’s shoulder. “Some guys just can’t go all night.”
Bruce grits his jaw, but otherwise says nothing as he sets his drink aside and leaves without a backwards glance. Mission accomplished. Natasha, however, is seething.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Clint. We were just talking!” Natasha hisses. The grip on her drink tightens and for a brief wonderful second Clint thinks she might throw it into his face. It wouldn’t be the first time.
Clint whips around to face her, as he was admiring the defeated slump of Bruce’s shoulders as he ran away. “Yeah? Just talking? You know he was staring at your tits, right?”
Natasha rolls her eyes and angrily crosses her arms which only seems to accentuate her supple bosom much to Clint’s extreme satisfaction. When was the last time he had his face in those? Two weeks? Three? Since their spectacularly public breakup, time had moved on sluggishly and blurred together in a long stream of achingly lonely days. If anyone had asked him what day of the week it was, Clint wouldn’t know.
Natasha shoots him a glare and says with an air of extreme haughtiness, “Maybe I wanted him to stare at my tits, Clint. Did you ever think of that, hm?”
If she means to goad him, it works, but two can play at that game and they’ve played this dance before. Clint knows the steps well. He leans back, and puts on a show of leering at her. His blue eyes drag lazily from the bright hard set of her eyes to her sumptuous pouty lips, down the line of her pale throat that he’s very fond of marking with his mouth and finally land comfortably on her breasts. His mouth waters furiously while his dick stirs to attention. Was it really only three weeks ago that he was able to bring her to panting desperation with just his mouth? With that memory it seems to him the cause of their breakup was really pathetic in hindsight. Who gives a fuck about living together when the prospect of fucking in two beds is right there. Afterall, two is better than one. It’s basic arithmetic.
“Is that what you want, Nat? You want a beast drooling over you? Cuz I can work with that.” Clint says, his voice low and brimming with dark promise as he leans forward to whisper into her ear. “All you had to do was ask, Princess.”
His hand lands on her knee. Natasha shivers. He can hear her breathing heavily against his ear as his fingers glide up her thigh beneath the silk of her dress. Clint pulls back his shot as his fingers grace the crease between her hip and thigh and then releases it with a nip to her ear.  “No sense in flirting with Banner when I’m right here, baby.”  
He knows he hits his mark when she gasps as her nails dig into his forearm.
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(Thank you for prompting me! I hope you enjoy it! Poor Bruce 😂)
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writerkenna · 8 months
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Trope Game
tagged by @sambambucky ! This looks really fun thanks!
Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?
• -10 -> very dissuaded
• 0 - don't care either way
• 10 -> very enticed
• hope -> if it's a hard no and you'd never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or vou'd insta click out of the fic if it wasn't tagged.
Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it's conditional
Age Gap: 3
I sometimes enjoy the taboo nature of this but it has to be like 22 and 35, or something in that range. I’m not looking for like 17 and 40 😬
Codependency: 0
I don’t have any strong feelings on this one, and it really depends on the ship
Enemies to lovers: 7
This one definitely stems from my childhood lol. If two characters were beefing I’d be like ‘but maybe kiss??’ I mean, good obsession and bad obsession is still an obsession either way, and I love people fighting their feelings for each other.
Enemies With Benefits: 6
Same feelings as the last one but I prefer the slow burn and denial.
Fake Dating/Relationship: 6
There’s a lot good here, lots of pining and misunderstandings. It’s not in my top favorite tropes but I do really like it
Found Family: 9
Oooooh I eat this shit up!!! I love groups of friends loving each other like family! Give it to me! I want Friendsgivings and showing up for birthdays and being each others’ emergency contacts. Yes yes yes to everything involved in this trope
Friends To Lovers: 6
I’m pretty in to this one, because I think any good relationship is a friendship first. And I like with enemies to lovers I really enjoy the confusion and feelings denial
Friends With Benefits: 8
I fuck with this big time. I’m such a sucker for both parties acting like it’s just sex and secretly being in love. The mutual pining here is *chefs kiss*
Hurt/Comfort: 10
If you read my writing you KNOW this is my bread and butter. I want the characters I love to suffer pls. I just wanna seem em cry tbh
Love Triangle: 8
I don’t write this one but I do love to read it. This goes hand in hand with hurt/comfort and also I’m a big fan of jealousy.
Mistaken/Hidden Identity: 0
This one’s okay, but tbh I haven’t read a ton of it.
Monster Fu... Relationship: -1
I’m so sorry, no shame, but it’s just not for me.
Obsession, Possessiveness, etc: 9
God yes, c’mon give it to me. I love characters being unhealthily devoted to each other.
Opposites (like grumpyxsunshine, etc): 8
This one I looooove with sooo many ships. Sambucky, ineffable husbands, clintasha, brittana, etc, it just scratches this brain itch I have.
Poly: 0
Meh, samstevebucky and royjamiekeeley are the only ships that I really like for poly stuff.
Pregnancy: 10+++++++
do I even need to explain??? This is my favorite trope, above all others, eternally. Give me the babies, give me the cravings, give me those baby bumps, give me all the new parent feels.
This is my life blood.
Second Chance: 4
Not in my top faves but I do love the history and characters who are burned and slow to trust.
Sex To Feelings: 2
It doesn’t do much for me unless it’s also a slow burn and full of feelings denial.
Slowburn: 6
I love it even tho sometimes I’m like ‘just kiss already!’ This trope makes me legitimately giddy ❤️
Soulmates: -5
Reveal here: I never read soulmates/soulmark stuff 😬
For me, characters knowing they are meant to be together takes out all the suspense and will they won’t they. It is very rare for me to enjoy a soulmates fic.
Tagging: @logicheartsoul @iamgalicia @bisamwilson @barneswilsonrogers
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delektorskichick · 6 months
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2 3 16 29
Assuming this is for the bored and anxious fanfic writer asks:
2) Do I read/reread my own fics?
Hell yes! Even fics that I’ve gifted someone else are written for me, by me, and it’s fic I want to see in the world. Since it’s fic I want to see in the world, I read it all the time!
3) What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?
Honestly it’s probably one of the two I’m working on right now that both kind of spiraled out of control? One is a (mostly) canon-compliant Clint/Nat/Laura fic that I wrote mostly at @cassiesinsanity’s urging, and the other is a multi-fandom spin-off of ANOTHER fic I’ve been working on (that was SUPPOSED to be a ONE-SHOT, dammit!) that is now longer than what I’ve written of the original fic.
16) At what point in the process do you come up with titles?
Unless a title slaps me upside the head at the beginning of a project (like honestly most of my NaNo works) it’s the last thing I figure out before I post it. And usually you’ll find me screaming into the void or scrolling those Criminal Minds quotes for something. Or I steal one a friend who’s read the fic comes up with.
29) Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic.
So here’s the thing. I don’t edit. I don’t cut things. I might spawn an idea or two that I never get to, but I don’t write them down. What little I do cut just isn’t really long enough to say that it’s an idea? I’m one of those people that will slap anything up on Ao3 once it’s complete enough to be coherent. Or I’ll use bits that fit for things like Whumptober.
BUT!
I dug through my word docs and found a thing that won’t be posted for a LONG time yet because I’m stymied on plot currently. It’s from a clintasha fic where Nat is a tattoo artist and Clint is a barista.
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Natasha walked into Howlie’s Ink Parlor -affectionately known as just Howlie’s- on Fulton Street, fifteen minutes late and without her usual Starbucks.
How on earth Steve managed to see her from where he was bent over his buzzing needle, Natasha didn’t know, didn’t want to know, honestly. But see her he did, and she heard the raised eyebrow in his voice when he spoke.
“Cutting caffeine cold turkey there, Nat?”
Natasha growled quietly at him as she slumped down on the stool at her station, chucking her bag under the desk with a careless thud. Her head was pounding, and she couldn’t even manage to be disgusted at the gooey love eyes Steve was making at James over his literal labor of love. He was putting the finishing touches on the scar-covering tattoo that he’d been tweaking and refining for the last eighteen months on James’s left arm.
Normally, Natasha would have just rolled her eyes and pulled out either some new flash sheets she was working on or pull up a design to do some last-minute tweaking of her own for a client. Normally her ferry was on time. Normally the last Starbucks before she got to Howlie’s wasn’t closed to undergo surprise repairs.
Normally she probably could have handled all that and just laughed it off, getting herself a cup of Steve’s horrible instant decaf in the breakroom and pretending it was real and bitching about her, admittedly ridiculous, commute.
But damn Matt Murdock and his shitty-ass timing. She hadn’t gotten any sleep last night, and she was getting too fucking old for that kind of shit.
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Hope that was what you were looking for!
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themculibrary · 29 days
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Clint And Laura (Claura) Masterlist 2
part one
blow a kiss ; fire a gun (ao3) - daredoll M, 12k
Summary: First day on the job and she gets handed a train wreck; you could say that Laura Mitchell’s hard work hasn’t exactly paid off in the way she expected it to. Still, she’s read the SHIELD handbook at least eight times by now so she’s sure she can more than handle some upstart carnie with a bow kink who somehow managed to beat her training score without even going through the academy.
Spoiler Alert: she’s wrong.
Distraction (ao3) - woamx G, 875
Summary: Clint gets a phone call right before having to go out on the field with his teammates.
Five Years in a Blink (ao3) - Gnb_rules M, 3k
Summary: Laura knows the world has changed in the past five years, and in the days after she and the kids return from The Blip, she realizes that she needs to learn how much of her husband has changed as well. Clint/Laura, post Endgame. Mentions of a very loving and deep but platonic Clintasha friendship. Please see tags for more info/warnings.
here is my hand that will not harm you (ao3) - andibeth82 T, 18k
Summary: It starts the day they assign him to Laura Morse.
It starts as something he wants nothing to do with.
And then, it becomes something more.
I'm Not Going Anywhere (ao3) - aberrations_reality T, 3k
Summary: They swore they were going to take it slow. They did. They really did. But Clint has always been terrible at planning; has always had the worst timing. At this point it was probably a curse. So it only made sense that the second he pulled out the ring the window shattered in a spray of bullets and glass.
Never far from home (ao3) - RedBatons T, 112k
Summary: Clint is crazy. Laura already knew this. But this time, Clint was seriously out of his mind crazy. He had one job, to kill the deadliest assassin known to man. And then he decides to keep her like a lost puppy found on the streets. But Laura trusts Clint. The Black Widow, not so much. A story about Laura and Nat's friendship over the years.
One thing, and three people that Laura loves (a non exclusive list) (ao3) - Maia_saura G, 1k
Summary: Laura loved math. She had loved math since the second grade. Other than an intense but ill-advised fling with theoretical physics right before the start of her graduate program, she and math had shared a rewarding and monogamous relationship.
Reconnecting (The Reclamation Remix) (ao3) - Huntress79 M, 2k
Summary: Sometimes, Laura thinks she has two babies instead of just one - her husband’s lingering trauma from his latest mission makes life at the farm not exactly easier, for no one. Until one night, it does. Or: how Clint and Laura overcome trauma and reconnect with each other.
she sees better from a distance (ao3) - andibeth82 T, 8k
Summary: This is the story everyone knows: Clint Barton is SHIELD’s best sniper. Laura Barton is the simple girl who fell into his life and learned to deal with aliens and spies; with secrets and firearms and security.
In this story, Laura Martinelli is SHIELD’s best sniper. Clint Barton is the man she falls in love with, and he’s never even heard of SHIELD.
Sleep Number Rule (ao3) - RecessiveJean T, 7k
Summary: Farm or not, Clint always had a firm policy against bringing home strays.
Well.
Firm ish.
The Ghost of Christmas Past (ao3) - mitchpell T, 28k
Summary: Clint takes his children to New York City to see Rogers: The Musical.
The Girl at the Circus (ao3) - Hogwartswonderland N/R, 3k
Summary: At the beginning of their partnership, Clint told Natasha a story of a beautiful acrobat nicknamed Rapunzel and how he fell in love with her. Five years later Natasha still doesn't know how the story ends. Well, until now. Otherwise the story of how Natasha met Clint's family for the first time.
This little light (ao3) - Builder G, 1k
Summary: “Daaaad!”
The complaint has Clint turning on his heel.  “What now?”
He looks at the coffee pot still in his hand and wonders what the fuck he did with his mug.  And more urgently, how the fuck is he going to get the coffee into his body without it.
we belong to those who live (ao3) - daughterofrohan G, 2k
Summary: The absurdity of the fact that he’s crying in his kitchen with the assassin sister of his dead assassin best friend who was hired to kill him and has only just recently decided not to do it after all almost makes Clint laugh.
You're Here Where You Should Be (ao3) - paperairplanesopenwindows T, 1k
Summary: Summary/Prompt Used: Natasha’s first Christmas with the Bartons + Clint and Laura’s first Christmas with Cooper doesn’t go exactly as planned + (an itty bitty little bit of) If love is for children, then so is Christmas. Clint’s determined to convince Natasha otherwise.
you were more than just a short time (ao3) - mayadrinkswater G, 2k
Summary: laura barton is all-too-familiar with the antics of her husband and his best friend. they always, even in the most serious and near-fatal of missions, come back with a good story. they've perfected their ability to recall them, too, in a near perfect push-and-pull that almost seems rehearsed even though laura knows that it isn't. laura never expected to miss it so much.
or
three times clint and natasha bring a good story home and the one time clint brings a new stray home in the form of kate bishop
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somanywords · 9 months
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WIP Game
i've been summoned by the lovelies @zenaidamacrouras1 @dontcallmebree and @tessabennet -- thank you, you guys! this is always a fun one to show how my wip list only ever grows bigger...
Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your wip folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!
A boy and a mother
A family dinner idea Clintasha
A prayer becomes a vow
Alpine Barnes
Another song sequels cause I am bad
Bucky and a cat
Bucky's bodega life
Davey gets beat up lol
Deaf Steve ideas
for you for me forevermore
Frankie the dog fic
fucking baby fic why
Hold that summer breath tight etc.
Howlies idea
Proposal fic
Shrinkyclinks MY way
SOC idea
Tomorrow's news
Wartime pining fun
Work days and weekend teas
you're the only 10 i see
that...isn't even all of them 😫 no pressure tags for @turtle-steverogers @not-withoutyou @its-tortle @t4tstevebucky @sparkagrace @hipsterdiva @greyhavensking and any other writer friends out there who want to join, come play!
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smallblueandloud · 11 months
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i am technically only on a break from work right now but some fun fic ideas that i should poke at eventually:
clintasha time travel, after and before endgame -- this is based on an existing fic so i'd want to talk to the author before i post more about it, but it's an idea that's very dear to me
jenkins explaining His Specific Fictional Situation to cassandra or maybe eve
a rewrite of the lotus eaters au from the librarians s2 pre-finale to be ot3-adjacent
a rewrite of the ds9 mirrorverse to be more interesting, character-wise -- especially for bashir, but also jadzia maybe??
jadzia's funeral :D :D :D (edit: you can find this here!)
(once i finish picard) something about beverly/jack (sr.)/picard and how fucked up that is [jazz hands]
han and leia and their committed-but-not-stable relationship and what having kids means to them
the leverage ot3 encountering someone from hardison's past (just like they encountered archie, just like they encountered moreau) and the same kind of Realization That They Have Changed Hardison Just Like He's Changed Them
good omens au of the good place and specifically chidi and eleanor ("i don't even LIKE you" / "you doooooo")
i don't know if any of these will go anywhere but if the point of writing is to have fun... well, i can certainly have fun with these :D
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domripley · 4 months
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Can't Touch
Clintasha x Reader
Warnings: smut, established relationship Natasha x reader, Cuckolding, cuck!reader, humiliation, verbal humiliation, light degradation, oral, vaginal, name-calling, mommy kink, dom natasha, fluff, aftercare, safewords, face slapping, spitting. This is…all filth hshshs
Word Count: 2,011
Natasha had brought up the idea a week ago, and after discussing what would take place, you agreed. She had known that you used to have feelings for Clint, and he was the only she trusted to do this with. (Well, it was either Clint or Steve, and both of you agreed on the former).
You were already on your knees, hands tied behind your back with your legs spread so that both Clint and Natasha could see your wet pussy. You were already soaked - the thought of your girlfriend being pleasures by your former crush had its effect on you.
“Before we start, do you remember your safewords, (Your Name)? If so, repeat them to me.” she instructed, caressing your cheek.
“Red means stop completely, yellow means slow down. But in this case, it’ll be used for ‘don’t say that’ and 'change subject’, and green means everything is good.” You said, earning a soft smile from Natasha.
“Remember, Clint and I won’t be angry, nor disappointed if you use yellow and red. We’ll stop what we’re doing, no matter what.” she reminded you, kissing your forehead.
"I know, and I promise I’ll speak up,” you said, and with that reassurance, Natasha straightened up.
It took her a good ten seconds to get into her role, looking at Clint who was behind you. Acting as if you weren’t even the room. Your pussy was soaked, wishing you could close your legs - wanting some friction.
“Look at this slut, Clint, she’s soaking and we haven’t even started to fuck yet,” Natasha laughed, beckoning him to come closer to her.
“You’re right, she is soaking. If she wasn’t such a bad girl, I’d be willing to eat that sweet pussy of hers.” Clint said, unbuckling his belt.
“All she gets today is your cock in her mouth. Isn’t that right, slut?” Natasha asked, and you nodded.
Slapping you in the face, Natasha smirked, “Use your words pretty girl, or you’re not going to taste me on his cock.”
“Yes, Mommy. You’re right.” You moaned, wanting nothing more to help him pull his jeans down for him. To make him nice and hard for Natasha, wanted to give her pleasure as well.
“Mommy, huh? You always striked me as the 'Mistress’ type,” Clint shrugged, facing you as he pulled his jeans down to his thighs. Doing your best to lean into him, he gripped your hair. “You have to beg for my cock, slut.”
“Please, Clint,” you continued, hoping that he’d give in easy (unlike Natasha). “I wanna make your cock nice and hard for her, please fuck my mouth. Please.”
You were growing desperate, unable to move from your position, you couldn’t get what you needed. He looked back at Natasha, who gave him a nod. You opened your mouth, waiting for Clint as he pushed his boxers down to his thighs. His cock was bigger than any of the straps Natasha owned, but you were willing. Wanted to be a good girl for both of them, and maybe just maybe, they’d fuck you too.
“She’s such a fucking slut, opening her mouth waiting for your big cock,” Natasha said, getting on her knees next to you.
Pushing himself into your mouth, he let out a groan. “(Your Name) has a great mouth. Nice and wet too, fuck.”
As you moved your head up and down, Natasha held onto your hair. Pushing your further on him, she laughed. “Doesn’t he have suck a nice, cock? He’s going to make me come harder than you ever have.”
Moaning against his cock, you tried to relax your throat. You’ve only deep throat three times, but with one of Natasha’s strapons. He thrusted into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat on occasion. The way his cock felt as it grew harder made you want him in more ways.
“That’s enough, Clint. Wouldn’t want to spoil her would we?” she asked, and he shook his head.
“Of course not,” he agreed.
“I’m going to sit on his face, (Your Name). I know you love when I sit on yours, but oh well.”
Clint laid on his back, and the very thought of your girlfriend coming on his face became overwhelming. You wanted to watch closer, to be able to keep his cock hard for as she got pleasured. The first moan to leave her lips brought you back to reality, his arms holding onto her thighs as he ate her pussy.
“Look at m-me, oh fuck-” Natasha moaned. “Look how good he’s making me feel, (Your Name).”
You tried to scoot closer to the bed, but the look on her face told you: 'You better not fucking move’. So you stayed put, breath heavy, you could come just by watching them fuck.
“I’m about to come, you better not stop.” she moaned, and by the looks of it, he wasn’t stopping.
Riding Clint’s face, Natasha rode out her orgasm. You let out a whimper, watching as your girlfriend leaned down to take his cock into his mouth. Keeping her eyes on you, she moved her head up and down onto his cock. The moans from Clint drove you crazy.
“Please,” You whined, and Natasha ignored you.
Closing her eyes, Natasha took all of Clint into her mouth. Holding him for a good minute before coming up for air. “He tastes so good, I’d suck his cock all day if I could while you sat and watched. Natasha said, pausing to run her tongue across the tip of his cock.
“Fuck, your mouth is so much better than hers,” Clint moaned, and you whined once more.
“Mommy, please. I’ll be a good girl.” you cried, knees becoming sore, but you didn’t care.
“Oh baby, you’re so weak and desperate to be touched. Aren’t you?”
You collected your thoughts before answering her question. You knew the answer, but the words weren’t forming. Natasha must have noticed, because before you knew it, she was off of Clint’s face.
“Color, (Your Name)?” she asked softly, and you knew you had to give her an answer right away.
“Green, Nat.” you said.
Kissing you roughly on the lips, Natasha gripped your hair. “I believe I asked you a question, slut.” When the words leave her mouth, she spat on your face, earning a moan that had been wanting to come out.
“I’m so desperate for Clint and you to touch me, please Mommy.” you cried as she moved away from you.
“Such a pathetic little whore, but you’re mine. Isn’t that right?” Natasha asked, moving back onto the bed.
Right in front of you, Natasha got on her hands and knees. As soon as Clint was behind her, she stopped him. “Better idea, I’m going to scoot her closer to the bed. I want her to see what you do to me.”
Getting off the bed, Natasha moved you closer. Now in this spot, you knew you were going to be able to see much more.
“Lay down, Clint. I’m going to ride your cock,” Natasha said, caressing your cheek.
Doing as she instructed, he laid down so his head was in your direction. Natasha faced you as she straddled him, holding his cock in place as she sat down onto it.
“He’s so fucking thick.” Natasha gasped, as you watched her sink all the way down. “You wouldn’t be able to last on his cock, would you?”
“No, Mommy.” you bit your lip as Natasha began to move. She looked good riding his cock - you wanted her to come as much as she wanted. Natasha deserved the pleasure she was getting, and that’s what got you off.
Gripping Clint’s neck, Natasha began to fuck him harder. Switching from grinding against Clint with his cock deep inside her, to him fucking up into her to meet her movements. You wanted nothing more than to reach out and rub her clit for her as she got off.
“Such a good girl, keeping your eyes on us. Oh fuck-” she gasped, squeezing his throat.
You knew she was close, knew that she needed an extra push to get over the edge. “I want to see you come on his cock, Mommy.” You said, and Natasha closed her eys.
Legs shaking, she came with a scream. As Clint continued to fuck her through her orgasm, he began to moan louder than you thought he would do.
“Gonna come, Nat-” he grunted.
“Want you to come in (Your Name)’s mouth,” Natasha hummed, catching her breath.
Pulling herself off of Clint, both of them sat at the end of the bed. Gripping your hair, Natasha guided your mouth onto his cock. Moaning against it as Natasha reached her hand down to your cunt. “This is my first time touching you night, and I bet if kept rubbing your clit, you’d come.” she said, slapping your pussy. The noises you were making were muffled by Clint’s cock as Natasha teased you. Clint gripped your hair as he pushed his cock deeper into your mouth. Trying your best to relax your throat for him, you began to gag.
“Such a pretty slut, look at you.” Natasha cooed as Clint grunted. “Do I taste good, Princess?” Her words causing you to moan against his cock as he held you down on his cock. Pulling yourself off to catch your breath, you watched as Natasha rubbed his cock.
“I’m gonna come, right now,” he said, and Natasha helped you to your feet.
“I want you to come right on her pussy, knowing it’ll be as close as she’ll ever get.” she said, pushing you on the bed. She held your legs open as Clint rubbed the tip of his cock through your slick folds.
“Fuck!”
“I think she deserves a reward, what do you think Clint?” Natasha asked, keeping your legs spread.
“Yeah, I’ll hold her legs open for you.” he smiled, switching places with her.
“You look so pretty with his come on you like this, Princess,” she said, sweetness in her voice. You knew there was a catch, but you didn’t care at the moment. All you craved was a touch, knowing you could come quickly.
“Mmm, love fucking this pretty pussy,” Natasha moaned, thrusting in two of her fingers. You were soaked, and as she fucked you, your thighs became wet all over again. “My pussy to play with, to fuck, to use. Mine.”
As she fucked you, you grew closer to your orgasm with each movement. The feeling overwhelmed you, tears falling down your cheeks, “Your pussy, Mommy. All yours!” You whined as she pulled her fingers out, slapping your sensitive cunt.
“Oh, baby.” Natasha cooed. “You don’t get to come tonight.”
Clint had offered to help Natasha with get you out of the ropes, instead, Natasha had him go get a cool washcloth. “You did so well, princess. If you want Clint to join next time, you’ll be fucked.”
When Clint came back with the washcloth, she wiped the spit that was dried up on your face. Spreading your legs, she cleaned off Clint’s come.
“We’ll take a proper bath when he leaves, but we both want to cuddle you, Princess. Would you want that?” Natasha asked you, and all you did was nod.
They helped you onto the middle of bed, Natasha going behind you. She loved having her arms around you after a scene, knowing how much it made you feel safe. It also made her feel good, knowing you were in her arms, safe from the world as you came down.
“I love you, Princess. I’m so proud of you, do you know that?” Natasha smiled, kissing your cheek as Clint laid facing you.
“You did so good, Natasha was right, you are a good girl.” he smiled. “May I touch your cheek?”
“Y-yes,” you whisper.
Gently rubbing your cheek, “So pretty,”
“So gorgeous.” Natasha added in.
You were happy that Natasha came up with this idea, and hopefully, Clint would want to join the two of you again.
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Why the hate for clintasha? just saw in tags someone calling someone else sick for shipping them like I don't even follow those ppl but like no need to be mean for shipping characters
Non Clint fans are toxic af when it comes to natasha . Especially after endgame and yelena
People can ship ( friendships not every ship has to be romantic )
Clint and natasha are best friends natasha literally shows it numerous of times , what's so sick about that ? All coz clints married with kids he can't have a female best friend ? And natasha can't have a make best friend ? That gets In the way of her other ships ?
I’ve seen it, too. And at first I wanted to write a comment but then I decided against it. Now that you ask...
Why the hate? I don’t know. I don’t understand it. It became worse in the last years. I think, maybe people had too much time on their hands during the pandemic, too much time to think, I don’t know. They couldn’t go to work, they couldn’t go to school, they couldn’t go to college, they sat at home and were bored out of their fucking minds... so, why don’t go on the internet and provoke?
Guys, you don’t like Clintasha? Then don’t read it! There’s no law on Earth that says you have to read all the Clintasha fics, that you have to watch all the gifsets and videos and whatever. You really, really, really, can just go over it and ignore it. It works. It’s really easy here on Tumblr. You can block it!
And guys, honestly, why should it be sick to ship Clint x Nat? It’s in the futzing  comics!! It’s canon!! Sure, they broke up after a while, but they WERE together!!!
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hardly-an-escape · 1 year
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tagged by @valeriianz :D
You know the drill: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.
I just want to preface this by saying that I think I've said this but I have a real hard time titling things, mostly the idea comes first and I have to pry the title out of its cold dead fingers. so that's why this list looks like such a mess haha. usually all my WIPs are literally just "untitled xyz" until something better comes along.
Untitled Immortal Throuple
Untitled Dreamling
Halloween Birthday
'cause every Dreamlord's crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man (ch 2)
Dreamling Jane Eyre AU
shapeshifting ficlet
conversation starter
Clintasha Station Eleven AU
Something Like Falling (ch 9)
Sentimental
MFMM reunion
drabbles 2004
there are a couple of DEEP CUTS in here friends so good fucking luck... okay uhhhh I actually get real in my head about tagging people in these (even though I love being tagged in them??) ~because aanxieetyy~ but I will tag @wizardofgoodfortune and @karalynlovescake and @five-and-dimes :):)
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saaraofthesand · 2 years
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Today i rewatched the Avengers (I’m doing an analysis it was not for pleasure and was mostly torture) and since I saw it in theaters back in the day, that means it’s been 10 years since the first time I watched it, which means I first watched it when I was 9. And you know that scene where Natasha is like “This is Just like Budapest,” and Clint goes, “You and I remember Budapest very differently”? Well, you see, when I was 9, watching this movie for the first time, I distinctly remember thinking something like, “Oh, they definitely fucked.” And I would like to say, for the record, that opinion holds up even today. It is clearly implied. In conclusion: fuck Joss Whedon for ruining Clintasha. Yes, despite no longer being an MCU fan, I remain bitter. Good day.
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chthonicbeloved · 10 months
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👻୧‿︵‿︵ just fucking around ! (morning sex ) our muses are just waking up when they begin getting frisky before the coffee is even put on! clintasha fuck pass it on 
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      natasha  pressed into clint’s side. her face nuzzled into his neck with a soft sigh as she threw a leg over his hips. pressing her lips to his neck her hips rutted against his hip as her hand slid up his chest. tilting her head she kissed down his jaw lazily as she pressed closer to him hand sliding up his shirt. kissing him she smiled as he stirred. “took you long enough clint.” she teased as she ran her hand over his chest. fingernails scrapping softly over his chest she looked up at him.
@arcaneloved​
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What are your thoughts on a Clint x Nat baby? I’ve read some fics where Nat accidentally gets pregnant and debates between keeping the baby or not. But I’ve also read a few fics where they both desperately want a baby and excel as parents once they have one. Personally I think Nat would be terrified if she was pregnant but eventually come around to the idea, because it’s a lil part of her and Clint, and be a great mom.
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How did you know about my Sims 4 Clintasha save file?
(They have a daughter named Katya. And she’s fucking adorable.) 😭
Kid/baby Clintasha fics are definitely a real guilty pleasure for me. While I don’t agree with how Whedon presented that bit of character backstory for Natasha, I think taken with in universe logic it would make sense for the Red Room to sterilize their Widows. (It’s one of the few things that is canon that I’ve kept for my fic Sightline.)
(I ALSO have a real big problem with the tone in which it was discussed and handled in the Black Widow movie but let’s just skip over that for now.)
I think Clint and Nat would be exceptional parents. Extremely doting and highly protective I must admit I see them a bit of a helicopter parent duo. At least until the age of ten I want to say, when they start to loosen up their reigns as they finally start to believe that their child is safe. I think they would also retire from both SHIELD and Avenging, I don’t think Natasha much less Clint would be able to handle the separation and uncertainty in leaving for missions for months at a time. Clint is also immediately a girl dad. (I can’t help but picture Jeremy Renner a bit as I type this. Which hilariously shines a glaring light on my own father issues, but like in a ‘awww I wish o had that!’ way.)
I think it’s rather a cliche in the fandom to imagine them having a little girl, and I’m firmly one million percent within that camp. I genuinely can’t picture them having a boy for their first kid. (Yes, I said first. They have two! A girl and a boy roughly three years apart. They live in my head as a happy little family on a farm in the cornfields of Iowa and I love them very much.)
As for the pregnancy—it was fucking brutal! For my headcanon of a non-sterilized Natasha the Red Room kept them continually supplied with birth control and other hormonal blockers to the point that it was actually assumed that she would not be able to get pregnant or at the very least it would be rare. That one in a million chance happened after a particularly nasty fight when Natasha ran into the line of fire to save Steve. Cue a couple of thrown dishes and Clint growling into her ear and pinned to the bed.
“I’m not fucking losing you, do you hear me, Tasha!”
It was very hot and very intense and oops!
What really was difficult about the pregnancy, you know besides being pregnant (her back hurt like a son of a birch) was the emotional torrent that it brought. Sleepless nights, constant worry, questioning if she even wanted to keep it, followed by a surreal disbelief that she was even pregnant. It was a body horror watching and then feeling a tiny baby growing inside her. In the end she decided to keep it, partly as one last fuck you to the Red Room and her past but also because it was part Clint too. When she told him, it was in the middle of a firefight. (He would later tell her that her timing was shit.) As soon as the words left her mouth he looked at her for a good five seconds, blinked and then nodded to himself. He then, without any of the fanfare, dispatched the ten guys shooting at them, clean kills. All ten headshots. One right after the other with the cold efficiency she’s only ever seen once before when she was captured and tortured for three months.
Katya Philomena Romanoff-Barton was born November 16th. Three months premature, and weighing two pounds and thirteen ounces. She has blue eyes like her father and the freckles and red hair of her mother. They were able to bring her home after a year in the NICU.
She starts her Freshmen year at Princeton this year, double majoring in International Politics and Psychology, with an applied minor in History. She has one championship trophy in Olympic Archery and does Ballet in her free time.
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hi i just have to thank you for mentioning Not Easily Conquered! i don’t even usually read stucky/marvel but oh my god i cannot stop thinking about that fic even though i finished it four days ago. i think it changed me forever. so i have to know if you know of any similar fics, either stucky specifically or that level of quality in any fandom bc clearly you’ve got great taste lol. ty in advance! <3
oh wow i’m so glad you liked it! it ruined my fucking life when i was a 16 year old stucky stan and even now when i dislike them there’s just something special and insanity inducing contained in that fic. it’s one of the most romantic things i’ve ever read in my life and i will never be over it. and thank you for the compliment >:) the secret to good taste in fic is only read fics that have been thoroughly vetted beforehand
as for other fics…ummm to be honest i don’t really read a lot of fic. i don’t know of any stucky fics that are on the level of nec but i can list off a few well-written ones that i remember being my favorites
no matter how long the day is (i’ll come home to you) by alby_mangroves and talkplaylove: steve is the regular canon captain america struggling to adjust to modern day life. he meets bucky, a civilian bookshop owner, and they bond while bucky helps to ground him in modern life
thirty-eight days and counting by thecommodore_squid: bucky is in witness protection and steve is the agent assigned to protect him. posing as his husband ofc. clintasha is there as a supporting couple
various stucky fics by thebrotherswinchester: these fics were all deleted from ao3 bc the author started publishing real books but you can download the pdfs from that link. i don’t remember the plots of most of them but i know they were well-written. the reason i bring them up is bc this author wrote one of my favorite fics ever which i’ll mention later
where there’s no end or need for goodbyes by buckyjerkbarnes: bucky is a lighthouse keeper and steve washes up on his island after a storm one day. bucky patches him up and they start to get to know each other. i really debated including this one bc it was my white whale when i was in the stucky trenches. it’s a wip that was abandoned halfway through and steve and buckys relationship isn’t even close to being resolved. but the writing is good enough that i think it’s worth the lack of closure and you can just like imagine for yourself what happens next
for other fandoms
i’m assuming you know the spn classics but my personal favorites are and this, your living kiss and so says the sword
this could be a city by cherryice: spn, deanbenny. i have to spread the deanbenny agenda or i’ll die. alternate s8 where benny stays in the bunker. examines and begins to dismantle the tenets of monster hunting. found family galore. plate tectonics. my deanbenny scholar bestie swears by the rest of cherryice’s fics too but this is the only one of theirs i’ve personally read
tell me about the big bang by thebrotherswinchester: star wars, finnpoe. post-tfa character study of finn adjusting to. like. being a person instead of a stormtrooper. it was written before tlj so there’s no reference to any of that bullshit. this is the fic i mentioned before. its one of my favorite fics of all time and i reread it yearly. it’s got a few off moments but if you’re not a militant finn stan like me they won’t bother you
i loved you first by thirdactlove: tenet, protagoneil. only read this one if you’ve seen tenet as it won’t really make sense otherwise. follows neil before, during, and after the events of the movie and details his relationship with the protagonist. the sequel follows the protagonist and does the same from his own pov. had me writhing around in my bed at 3am out of misery and lovesickness
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ackerslut · 1 year
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I posted 2,581 times in 2022
That's 942 more posts than 2021!
261 posts created (10%)
2,320 posts reblogged (90%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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@lastoneout
@littlemisslol-fic
@thefoghaslifted
@jtownraindancer
I tagged 1,034 of my posts in 2022
#varigo - 88 posts
#dc - 87 posts
#jason todd - 49 posts
#fanart - 44 posts
#cql - 30 posts
#vat7k - 22 posts
#httyd - 18 posts
#mdzs - 18 posts
#hugo vat7k - 17 posts
#anyway - 16 posts
Longest Tag: 139 characters
#like we know that it wasn't sasha but she literally jumps straight over the 'we are thinking of two different people' to 'gaslight ive been
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
like you know how varian is the way he is because daddy issues + adhd. argument for hugo being the way he is because mommy issues + ocd therefore creating the most powerfully fucked up trauma couple
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being a varigo shipper to non-indoctrinated mutuals is so funny. like yes, remember that hit disney movie tangled? yeah well they made a TV show outta that and the entire fandom decided to fixate on a character who has a main role in like eleven out of seventy episodes and was publicly hated by the creator of said show and to make things even worse two storyboard artists took their dnd OC and started shipping him with this character and now everyone fights over who bottoms
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its a love story its a corruption arc its a friendship in reverse its a buddy cop film its a tragedy its a horror story its a romance its a comedy its a murder mystery its a ghost story its a trust fall its learning to love the monster its a redemption arc its the stupidest goddamn thing i've ever heard its the tenderest story of two beings pulled into each others inevitable gravity itsaRTHuR I sWEar tO gOD
199 notes - Posted October 27, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
we really took avengers (2012) for granted. thor had plastic armor. stony and clintasha were national icons. loki was full on in his tswift reputation era and it was so real of him. bruce was an absolute treasure and the only acceptable canon appearance of him in the entire mcu's run. tony built a tower for his friends and they never talked about it again
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