Anonymous request: Imagine being Clint Barton’s trans son
Sometimes it was hard to have an Avenger for a dad. For once, that wasn’t actually the hardest part. Him being away a lot had actually made part of this easier. It gave you more time to plan and prepare.
You thought about a letter, an email, a text. Ultimately you decided against them all though. You wanted to tell him face to face. You still wrote out a lot of what you wanted to say but you didn’t want to be reading off a script when you talked to him either.
When he got back from the latest mission, he and Natasha came back to the house. It had been an easy one they said, by Avengers standards of course. Once you were sure that everyone was safe and still as mentally stable as they had been when they left, you asked to pull your dad aside for a minute.
“What’s going on kid?” He asked. He could tell you were nervous, you were fidgety and looked from him and then away and back several times.
“Dad there’s something I need to tell you. About me.”
“Are you okay? Has someone-” His mind raced to a hundred bad things that could be going on before you cut him off.
“I’m fine. I’m just, I’m just not who you always thought I was.”
Was it bad that his first thought was that you were secretly an Asgardian sent to Earth as a baby or something like that?
You read the confusion on his face and quickly continued speaking.
“Dad I’m transgender. I’m a boy. And I want you to call me [Y/N] and your son and a brother and-”
This time you were the one cut off as your dad pulled you into a hug. You wrapped your arms tightly around him and even though you were happy and relieved, you were fighting back tears.
“Son, daughter, anything else. it doesn’t matter buddy. I love you.”
“Thanks dad.” He could here that you were choked up and held you a little tighter.
“Should we go tell your Aunt Nat while she’s here, or do you want to wait?”
“We can tell her now.” You said.
Your dad let you drop the hug first and stepped back when you let him go.
“Are you okay?” He noticed your eyes were watery but he didn’t want to press you.
“Yeah, I’m good. Happy.”
He put a hand on your shoulder and guided you back out to the porch where Nat had gone to wait for the two of you so she wouldn’t accidentally overhear anything.
“Aunt Nat?”
“You both good?” She asked, picking up that both of you had been near tears moments ago.
“Yeah we’re good. Aunt Nat, I’m trans. Could you call me [Y/N]?”
Natasha smiled, then put on a fake frown.
“Clint you’re subtracting from my niece tally.”
Your dad smiled and you laughed.
“Sorry to disappoint.” You smiled.
“I guess I can live with it.” She sighed, winking at you.
With those two out of the way, telling the rest of the Avengers was easy. Your dad brought you to the compound and helped you tell everyone and educate them. Thor needed the most help with terminology but everyone was very supportive. Tony immediately had Jarvis update your records and pronouns in the system.
Everyone was lovely about it, truly.
But your dad was on a whole other level, rivaled possibly only by Natasha. Around the house, you got a Nerf gun to correct people if they misgendered or dead-named you. The idea caught on and soon all the Avengers found themselves shot with little darts if they got it wrong. Everyone became remarkably fast learners.
Your dad doesn’t do much press, not like Steve or Tony, but it makes you smile every time he talks proudly about his son.
He made arrows with trans colors on them that spew colored smoke and disorient a person. You helped him design them after all the gender reveal party fails you saw online.
He’s not so good at dealing with all the bureaucratic nonsense that is the American healthcare system, but it’s impressive what doors being an Avenger opens. If/when you decided you want to pursue medical transition, he’s very supportive. Hormones, surgery, he’s got your back through it all.
The first year after you came out, you asked him to take you to pride. You ended up getting a little more than you asked for.
It started out just the two of you. You walked around, saw the booths. Your dad was happy to see you happy. You got some merch, and your dad bought himself some stuff as well. He asked you questions, you guys talked to people. It was nice, and pretty low-key all things considered.
After some time wandering, you saw a collection of familiar faces approaching.
“I hope you don’t mind, I invited them to join us.” Them of course meant the rest of the Avengers, some of whom stuck out more than others. They all wore varying degrees of pride gear, from Natasha who wore a black shirt with an abstract design in trans colors, to Tony who had gone full rainbow.
The now large group of you walked through the festival together, with everyone talking and laughing. Some asked you questions about words or flags or memes that were unfamiliar. Thor had a lot of questions about how he had become a lesbian icon and what his duties entailed.
At the end of the day, you all went your separate ways.
“Was that good?” Your dad asked as he drove you both home.
“Yeah it was. Thank you for taking me, and for coming, and for inviting them. It was fun.”
“I don’t think I’ve actually said it to you yet, but I’m proud of you. Not just for this, because I know coming out and that is hard. But I’m proud of you. My son. I’m proud of the man you’re growing into.”
You smiled. You wished your dad could be around more, selfishly, but more than that, you were proud of what he did and who he was. You wanted to be like him in so many ways.
“Thanks dad. I love you.”
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There is something so touching about Barton's relationship with the Maximoff twins. The pain- in-my-ass to you're-my-kid-now is one of the deepest forms of love I've experienced.
Toddlers? Maddening. Teens? I may be twice your age kid, but fuck if I don't feel just how shitty this is for you.
Of course, you want the screaming to stop. Yes, "I'd rather die than eat school lunch," is a hilariously over dramatic thing to say.
But when you make that breakthrough. When they spell that phonetically fucked up, 10-letter word right. When they realize you're on their side. That you want the same thing. That you do actually want the best for them? That makes all the difference.
That's when they suit up. That's when you take on the world. Together.
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My Heart Will Be Your Home - Now COMPLETE!
I decided to post the last two chapters at the same time since one was a short epilogue, so don't miss Chapter 15: The Pledge and Chapter 16: Epilogue: The Confession both now posted!
[ID: The words “My Heart Will Be Your Home” appear in golden cursive handwriting, surrounded by photos of Garrett Hedlund as Clint Barton, a small white kitten sleeping on a toy, a young girl with blonde curls looking at a stuffed narwhal toy, Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes, a one-eyed golden retriever dog, and a man performing on aerial silks. In the photo of Clint Barton, his shirt is unbuttoned partway and golden writing is visible on the skin where his shirt collar gapes open.]
My Heart Will Be Your Home by dr_girlfriend
Excerpt:
He must make some noise at the thought of it, because Clint snuffles again and then cracks his eyes open. He blinks for a moment and then smiles, wide and bright and joyful.
“Guess it wasn’t a dream then,” Clint murmurs, voice all sleep-rough and raspy.
Bucky reaches out, brushing a wisp of hair back from Clint’s face, and Clint closes his eyes and presses up into the touch of Bucky’s hand with a happy hum.
“You can sleep a little longer,” Bucky says when Clint opens his eyes again, signing along with the words, and the sound of his own voice surprises him, hoarse with emotion. “I’ll put the coffee on.”
Clint seems like he’s already sliding back into sleep. He pulls the pillow closer, snuggling into it and breathing deep. “‘M keepin’ you,” he mumbles.
“Yeah, sweetheart,” Bucky says, his throat so thick with affection it feels like he can hardly get the words out. “I’m keepin’ you too.”
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The MILF/DILF Saint Loki (Marvel Prompt Request)
Loki is living a new life with his rescued kids(the ones from myths)(and maybe new babies) in New York. Loki now has friends, neighbors that love him (he baby sits some times), a high paying job where he is adored, and finally get to live with his amazing kids in a really big apartment.
Now I’m thinking:
Peter Parker lives in the same apartment complex and is close with one of the kids (like BFF’s)
Peter is always over and sees it as a second home and Loki as a second mom (maybe he even stays there if something happened to may)
Loki probably stays as a girl to help hide his identity
Loki probably works at a museum, university professor, as an actress, an interpreter, or something like that(Loki is ridiculously smart, knows how to play people, and would honestly have a high end job like that)
Loki has so much experience raising kids that she is the go to babysitter
Loki is an activist in the community (he had a very hard/shitty time growing up in non-progressive Asgard so he wants to help people by setting up rallys, therapy groups, and all forms of awareness/help)
So after being the big bad villain Loki is now the Saint of the community (he’s supermom)
Some other things to possibly add
Loki could meet Tony at some kind of mandatory function that he had to go to for his job. Loki looks hot so Tony hits on her. Loki then stares at him and tells him that she has # kids I don’t have time for a one night stand (it would be very funny). Or she could be late like “sure. I’m a single mom of # young kids by the way. I’m sure you would be a great dad” and she says all of this just so he would walk away (hahahahaha)
Shield and the Avengers find out about Loki and take him away. They later go to his place to find out any dirt about him and find out about his kids. His neighbor’s tell Shield that he was a nice person, happy to help, a person that never gave anyone trouble,and baby sat for the neighbor. The neighbor’s may even bad mouth the shield agents for taking away a caring mom to prison away from her kids.
might add a second part to this later or something like it
as always let me know what you guys think. also tell me if you guys want to write any bit of this idea for me.
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