#clint barto x reader

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Clint Barton: Patchwork Confessions || @tbetz0341  Her bedside manners are impeccable, maybe that’s why he ends up at her apartment window. Maybe it’s just her.

Bucky Barnes: Spoiled || @wienerbarnes  Prompt: “I do care!”

Saturday || @kentuckybarnes  An earlier wake-up call on the weekend than Bucky would like - but who’s he to complain, with all his favorite girls to spend the day with?

Cinderella || @retrobhaddie  Y/n is a servant for her stepmother but one ball changes it.

Good Things Come To Those Who Wait || @spiderboysparker After the war, being in the ice, and being Hydra’s puppet, Bucky loses hope of finding his soulmate. He’s sure that after being in the ice she had died before he could have met her. But then he is surprised to find out that there is still hope. 

Summer Mental Breakdown || @friday-ocean It is a hot summer night at the compound. Even though the air conditioner is working all day long, two people can’t find any rest. Maybe staying the night together can help? 18+ ONLY

Always || @honeyjotunheim my rendition of hades and persephone’s love story - and not just the abduction and the pomegranate seeds. (hades and persephone AU)

Steve Rogers: Defend || @littlemarvelfics  Prompt: “Hush, I’m trying to kiss you.” 

Just Peachy || @holy-captain Steve struggles to assemble a crib from Ikea while reader struggles with her intense cravings.

2 Years || @lxnarholland Steve appears at readers apartment after 2 years.

Stephen Strange: Can You Keep A Secret || @softhairbarnes  You aren’t ready for others to know about your relationship with Stephen Strange.

Peter Parker: Ella || @thestorydetective Moodboard

Calum Hood: Beauty and the Beast || @calum-hoodwinked-me  Y/N always has a book in her hand wherever she goes. One day she meets this guy and she can’t get him out of her head. She keeps running into him… They become very quick friends and she learns about his past and the fact that he doesn’t believe in love anymore.

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Day 5: Story Time

Day 5: Story Time Scary Book: #spooktacular Supernatural Beings: #marvelspookytober

Your grandmother had passed away leaving all her belongings to you. So now it was your job to go through her things.  She had so much junk that it was going to take you hours to go through everything.  You were lucky that Clint and a few of your other friends had offered to help or it would have taken you days to go through it all.

Everyone else had long since gone home except for Clint. He’d be the one to come in early or stay late. Out of all your friends he was the one you could always count on. The attic was the last area to go through and held the most interesting and oldest items from your grandmother’s life.  Half way through all the dusty trunks and antiques Clint found an old leather bound book with scary letters and symbols and locked only to be opened by a key. A key that your grandmother had given to you when you were just a teen.

You didn’t know it back then what it was for, think it was just some cute necklace that your grandmother had given you, but now...now you knew what it was for.  You were reluctant to open the book, but Clint’s curious nature overtook him and he was already prying the damn book open.

A few moments later and sweat dripping off his brow, the book flew open and the room’s temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees, causing an eerie chill in the air and you could see your breath in front of you. The two of you had a weird feeling that someone was watching you and you wanted to leave the attic immediately.

For weeks after leaving the attic you felt as though someone was watching your every move and things were moved from where you had put them. When you met up with Clint at Tony’s party that weekend you found out that he was experiencing the same things.  

As much as the two of you tried you couldn’t enjoy the party. There was just an odd feeling that overcame the two of you, midway through the night things seemed to take a turn for the worse.  The lights began to flicker and the room got colder. Suddenly you didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t. You even thought you saw your dead grandmother.  

Maybe it was the alcohol or the lights playing tricks on you. So you went to the restroom to splash some water on your face, but instead of your own face in the mirror, your grandmother was staring back at you. You couldn’t hear her, all you could do was read her lips and make out the words “the book and destroy”. She had to be talking about the book that you and Clint found in her attic.  Ever since the two of you opened that book all the strange things had started.

It was up to the two of you now to find that book and destroy it before midnight, before whatever the two of you let loose wreaked havoc all over the world. The two of you scrambled around trying to find that book, running through the halls dodging flying objects and spooks on the loose when you found the book. One minute left till midnight you threw the book into the fire and watched it burn.

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Avengers A/U

Vampire!Clint x reader

“Fang-tastic Coffee”

Part 9

Summary: vampire Clint need I say more?

*****

It had been an adjustment. A complete life changer for certain.

Natasha had stayed to help educate you. Clint nearly glaring daggers at her every moment she was around. “Clint,” you sighed hands cupping his jaw as you straddled him. His blue eyes met yours. “You can’t hate her forever.”

“Not forever, but we have a very long life and I can hate her for a very long time.” He retorted, large hands sliding up your thighs, to grip at your hips, dragging you closer, a small gasp escaping you. “This was forced on you, I can’t forgive that.”

You pulled away from him as his lips ghosted over yours, “Like you can talk!” you punched his chest, frowning at him when he looked at you in confusion. “You made a decision for me as well! You told me you didnt love me, made me go away! You don’t know what that did to me you jerk!!” you cried moving to climb off him now irate with him.

Clint pulled you forwards, standing and moving quickly. You held on still wary of moving so fast, so far you had crashed into three different walls, and once into Natasha. You bit at his jaw and he growled at you before depositing you onto the bed you now shared with him. “That was in order to protect you, this life is difficult. Your loved ones will die, Steve, Bucky. They are mortal and will grow old... Do you truly wish to be witness to that? Or perhaps they will pass away in an accident or of illness?”

You glared at him from your spot on the bed, backing away as he crawled towards you. “Clint, even if i had remained a regular human that might have happened, please...stop,” your voice wavered. 

Your hand coming up to his chest as he pulled you under him, “you haven’t thought of it? We cannot make everyone you fall in love with into vampire. Then we would over populate and there would be no supply of blood.”

“Clint,” you floundered as his hand slid up along your thigh, strong fingers dragging across your skin, even as he dipped his head to nuzzle against your skin, his teeth grazing along your skin setting it on fire, before he bit down. A moan left your lips, it was always like this. Sex had become ecstatic, your entire body singing in pleasure at the slightest touch. 

He didn’t react the same way with Nat, it was how you felt under the pads of his fingers. Your laughter made his heart leap, the way the flowers perfume clung to you after you had spent time in his garden, and it never failed that when you looked at him...his chest seemed to seize. Time seeming to stop as your gaze would always warm him from head to toe, you were his. 

“Y/N,” he whispered against your throat, undressing you both quickly. 

“Clint, you cannot keep distracting me wi-” your breath hitched as he pushed into you, claiming your mouth with his. Little whimpers left you as he moved in and out of you, moving gently as if you would break. It seemed he always knew how you needed him, whether it was rough, or gentle, he was like the ocean always changing, soothing your soul. “Clint,” his name was whispered, your fingers raking down his muscled back, legs wrapped around his waist as he took you, driving you into heaven. Your vision went white as you cried his name, yours on his own lips.

Clint smiled as you stirred, “What do your think of Paris?”

You blinked at him confused, he dipped his head and you giggled as his lips skimmed along your neck, “What? P-Paris? What’s with that?”

“Natasha has a few villas around Europe...I am sure she can afford to lend us one in Paris, it is her favorite place to stay,” he said quietly running his fingers down your side. You shivered against him, reaching up to graze your fingers along his jaw. “Clint...what about my life here?”

“You have family to say goodbye to?”

You frowned and nodded, “my brother may not be alive, but Steve and Bucky are all I had, I can’t just disappear. The few phone calls we have had is not enough and I am surprised Steve hasn’t come back to kick your front door down.” Sighing you met his gaze, “we can leave right after I’ve talked to them.”

Clint nodded, “I wish this had gone differently,” he offered.

“It went just as it was supposed to,” you answered leaning forwards and pressing your lips against his.

**

Steve frowned, for the millionth time since that night he found himself headed towards the front door of the flower shop only to find himself confused and sitting at his desk staring blankly at his computer.

He groaned and let his head drop to the desk, Bucky knocked as he opened the door to the office, “hey...we got a visitor.”

Steve perked up as you followed Bucky into the office. standing he wrapped his arms around you just as quickly as you did, lifting you off your feet and whirling you around. “Doll!” he sighed out, “I’ve been so worried!”

You giggled when Bucky nodded rolling his eyes, “I figured, thought I would stop by and chat..” you squirmed till he let you go and sat on the edge of his desk. “I wanted to come see you two earlier but....it’s been a change and I’ve been struggling. Not too much but I didn’t wanna risk anything. Just coming into town was a little daunting..” you let your words die and both men stared at you waiting for you to go on. “I know Natasha has been coming and talking to you guys, which I am grateful for but I figured I should come and let you two see that I am alright with your own eyes.”

Steve sighed running his hand along the back of his head, “just as long as your okay?”

“I am, I really am Steve. Clint is everything I could ever ask for. I’m happy, we are happy. It isn’t how he wanted it to happen which is why he didn’t come with me, he’s afraid you two think it’s his fault, but Natasha acted of her own accord and here we are. ”You looked at them, both men looked tired, “I’m sorry if you’ve been worried.”

“Noooo,” Bucky dragged the word out rolling his eyes, “here you were supposed to be coming here to stay with us, managed to meet a vampire and now you’re one...nope not at all worried.”

You let out a sigh and Steve pressed his lips together, “you really happy?” he asked brows furrowed. You nodded a smile appearing as you thought of Clint, “Then that’s all that matters,” he said pulling you into his arms, “don’t forget we’re here for you.”

You sniffled and buried your face into his chest, “idiot,” you muttered wrapping your arms around him, “we’re going to Paris, vacation...should be back within the year.”

“That’s some vacation!” Bucky exclaimed, “all we get is a week max, two of those days are spent traveling..” he grumbled.”

You giggled, “Is that jealousy?”

“At having a vampire sugar daddy till the end of time? Hell yes doll!” Buck cried laughing.

You left them in high spirits excited and for once looking forwards to the future, one you got to spend with the most amazing man you’d ever been fortunate to meet.

Steve let his shoulders drop a little as Bucky took his hand and led him back to the office, “What’s wrong?” he asked raising and eyebrow.

“It’s just not fair,” Steve pouted, “when did she grow up?” 

Bucky laughed, turning as the doorbell chimed to their little shop, “Sorry we’re closed for the day... Natasha?” he blinked as the redhead flipped the lock to the shop.

“Hello boys..” she smiled stepping towards the two.

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A/N: figured this was fitting end to this series. I know it’s long over due and I’m sorry if this is too abrupt and short!!!! (please don’t kill me)

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