#clint barton prompt

[katebishopsleftshoe]

clint barton x younger!avenger

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a/n: my first headcanon-post on here aahhh I'm so excited! I hope you guys enjoyy

word count: 1.2k

warnings: age gap (reader is 24, clint is in his 40s), reader is fem!

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• clint barton is not the type to go for younger girls

• usually he leaves that to tony stark, who is basically leonardo di caprio reincarnated

• "noo don't turn 25 you're so sexy aha" - literally tony

• but then this young woman joins the avengers, probably just turned 24, amazing fighting skills

• everyone in the compound is all infatuated with her, watching her every move with heart eyes

• clint barton can't help but admire her too, but he knows that such a young gorgeous girl like her would never want an old guy like him

• miss new girl has already wrapped steve rogers around her little finger and clint knows he stands no chance

• until things take a twist

• you have an upcoming mission which clint is supposed to train you for

• you're both very nervous to start training together, mostly because you've both been eyeing each other for a while (not knowing that it's mutual)

• greetings at first training are kept very short, just because you're both very nervous

"clint", you nod, greeting your new training partner. he was just walking into the gym, water bottle in his hand. his training clothes consisted of grey sweatpants and a black long-sleeve compression shirt. jesus christ. you had to stop yourself from drooling.

"y/n", he greets back with a tight-lipped smile.

• clint obviously showed up to training like this on purpose, wanting to see if you'd have a particular reaction

• spoiler alert: um yeah you did

• basically it only increased the little crush you were harboring on him

• when clint saw you stare at his muscles for a little too long, he had to bite back a smile

• eventually, when the two of you would become more comfortable with each other and he would wear similar things, he would ask you stuff like: "like what you see?"

• you just roll your eyes, overplaying the fact that obviously you do 🙄

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• after a while of training, you and clint become a well-coordinated team!

• you notice that you guys actually have the same type of humor, so training sessions are always filled with lots of laughter

• before training, clint braids your hair so it doesn't get in the way (i'm screaming)

• he knows a few braids because of his daughter and he's glad he remembered them so now he can do them on your hair

• he's soo afraid to hurt you during training and always goes easy on you

• freaks out when you fall

• "baby are you okay?" and he says it so worriedd

• the "baby" just slips out 🤭

• both of you get so flustered

• clint is like "why tf did I just say that" to himself

• you only murmur that you're fine, allowing him to help you up, but he accidentally pulls you up against his chest

• he literally freaks out even more when you touch his torso with your hands

• you quickly distance yourselves from each other, awkwardly avoiding each other's gaze

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• moments like these only get more frequent between you two

• for example when you have to sit on clint's lap on the way home from a mission because there isn't enough space in the car or when you bump into him the hallways of the compound, him being shirtless because he just took a shower

• you both know you like each other as more than just friends / teammates but you don't know what to do about it

• so you just quietly pine for each other and flirt during training

• but of course it's always just "friendly" and "casual"

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• clint and you obviously have banter, his sarcasm and playfulness is at its peak when he's with you

• the two of you like having little verbal play fights

• clint during training with you: "that's the best you can do?"

• and he says this while smirking and wiggling his eyebrows which makes you want to jump him 🙄

• but you counter: "your ass must be pretty jealous of all the shit that comes out your mouth"

• this makes clint laugh loudly and he wraps an arm around your shoulder for a moment saying "good one" while grinning

• in general he lovessss that you always have comebacks for his sarcastic remarks

• sometimes, when he wants to tease you even more, he picks you up, slinging you over his shoulder 🤭

• "clint, put me down!!!"

• "sorry princess, no can do! not until you agree to stop whining about me paying for your lunch"

• "clint-"

• "no y/n, I don't want to hear it. I really don't mind paying from time to time. anything for you"

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• a few days later, you, clint and the other avengers went out to party to celebrate another mission gone well

• you're eager to dance and you wanna dance with clint

• he refuses first, which annoys you

• "come on you grandpa"

• "y/n I have many skills but dancing isn't one of them", he laughs

• "come onn, try at least!!", you encourage him, smirking

• he sighs, reluctantly letting you drag him on the dance floor

• you both start dancing while the other avengers go to the bar to order drinks

• they come back to their seats only to see you and clint making out on the dance floor 🤭

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• that evening basically kick-started your relationship

• literally, clint can't believe he pulled you

• he feels so lucky to be your bf

• but he's also so scared you will dump him for any other younger guy you meet

• he definitely thinks he's not good enough for you :(

• so you gotta reassure him sometimes

• you guys are the goofy couplee

• you make dad jokes to each other all.the.time and your friends are soooo annoyed by y'all

• you even make jokes during missions like when there's a weird ass looking alien you have to fight you tell clint:

• "omg clint look he's literally you"

• clint: 💀

��� honestly he loves you but sometimes he's also so done with you because why are you showing him the 5th meme in a row??? XD

• clint does take on the more dominant role in your relationship bc he's always watching out for you, does a lot of things for you (he once built you a shelve from Ikea you really wanted for your books)

• he likes to take the lead so when you're with him and for example exploring a new city / traveling, you can just relax and because you know clint already took care of everything that needed taking care of!!

• maybe he also has a slight arrogance and thinks he knows things better just because he's older and more experienced 🙈

• that's probably his only red flag though, other than that he's naturally a golden retriever bf

• when you're sad he always knows how to lighten the mood and make you feel better instantly

• his kids also love you and after laura left clint you're definitely not the stepmom but the mom THAT STEPPED UP!!

• you and his kids are clint's #1 priority and he intends to spend the rest of his life with u :))

i hope you guys enjoyed!!

[kilibaggins]

Physical Affection Prompts

hi all! I just thought I'd make my own list of various physical affection prompts and since no idea is ever original some of these are 100% on other peoples lists but im not using other lists as reference or copying anyone. this list is for my own use and other peoples use and there's no need to credit me (though it's always nice).

reblog to have your followers send you these as prompts !! or just use them for your own writing.

all of these are meant as sfw prompts but some may seem a bit more intimate.

tracing someones face

tucking hair behind their ear

forehead kisses

desperate hugs

crying into their neck/shoulder

reversed little spoon & big spoon (the one who is normally the big spoon is the little spoon and vice versa)

holding their hand under a table

kissing their hand

kissing their collarbone

sitting with legs in their lap

morning cuddles where they're both mostly asleep and they don't want to wake up yet but they want to cuddle

petting their hair

head pats

sitting on the floor in front of them while they sit on the couch and their arms touch their legs.

holding both of their hands

hugs from behind

gently touching their waist to move past them (dont do this to someone you're not dating! dont believe I have to say this.)

grabbing their wrist or hand and turning them around

playing with their hands when nervous

slow dancing

[ajdoesprompts]

“Peter!”

Peter whipped his head at the sound, seeing the whizzing shield flying towards him and ducking just in time. He shot a web to catch it and yanked it back towards him.

He sensed the creature behind him and the shield arrived just in time to slam into its face. It crumpled to the ground and Peter didn’t have time to feel guilty. He saw the rest of the creatures advancing in around him and checked to make sure Mr Rogers was surviving okay without his precious weapon.

Steve had a creature in a chokehold with Natasha and Clint either side of him, so he looked in a better position than Peter was.

“Behind you, kid,” Tony’s voice came in his ear piece. He caught the stupid creature just before it could spit that poison at him - he’d already been caught in the leg and it was still burning even now. That was a medbay trip for sure.

Peter saw a line of creatures coming towards him, like a line of bowling pins just begging to be knocked over. He put a hand to his ear. “Mr Rogers? How does the shield work?”

He heard a crackle of noise before Steve’s voice came over, strained as if he was in the middle of something. “Just throw it with all you got and make sure you catch it when it comes back to you.”

Like a frisbee, Peter thought.

He aimed, waited. He put everything he had into the throw, wanted to make sure it didn’t lose momentum half way through and get lost in the fight, so he simply didn’t hold back.

It went soaring away from him. It cut through the sea of creatures ahead of him completely clearing his path. He waited, and waited a little longer.

Then he was back in the fight. He didn’t have time.

It was only after the dust had settled and the last of the creatures were gone that he thought to wonder where it went. When he was stood at Tony’s side, staring into a building with a small streamlined hole in the side of it, he realised that his “all” and Captain America’s “all” might not be quite the same.

“He said to give it everything I got!” Peter defended, laughing by Tony’s side.

Tony looked down at him, an eyebrow raised. “You are a freak of nature, you know that?”

[oldfangirl81]

Fic ideas: Clint and Lucky undercover at the airport.

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1360

Whumptober #10: Slurred Words

A: “B, do you copy? Where are you?”

B: “‘m here… sort of… kinda cozy in this corner…”

A: “There you are! Are you alright? What’s your status?”

B: “Status… uh… bit fuzzy, but I’m still kickin’… well, kinda… head’s… spinny.”

A: “B, did you hit your head? Are you hurt? Where are you?”

B: “Um… was tryin’ to… get to, uh… sector …can’t remember. Everything’s sorta… blurry, y’know?”

A: “Okay, okay. Just hang on. Keep talking to me. I’m tracking your signal, but you need to stay awake.”

B: “Aw, c’mon… I’m not… not goin’ anywhere… room’s doin’ enough spinnin’ for both of us…”

A: “Yeah, I bet. Just keep that radio on, alright? No shutting down on me.”

B: “Hey… do I sound funny to you? Can’t… can’t get my mouth to… to say things right…”

A: “You’re doing fine. Tell me what you’re seeing.”

B: “Uh… somethin’ like… a hallway… I think… and some kinda… uh, blue light… real pretty…”

A: “I’m almost there. Just stay focused on that light, alright? Talk to me. What’s the first thing you’re gonna do when we get you out of there?”

B: “Gonna… take the longest… nap… maybe grab… somethin’ to eat… got this craving for… uh… pizza…”

A: “Pizza sounds good. Hang tight, B. We’ll get you that pizza, after we get you to a doctor.”

There’s a distinctive groan over the radio, and A can’t help but chuckle. 

B: “With sides?”

A: “If you don’t fight the doctors this time.” 

B: “...f-fine.”

[sevdrag]

#32 “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Winterhawk would be amazing. 💜

"The kitchen is a bit small," says the real estate agent, unaware that Clint's suddenly having a heart attack. "But it has everything you'd need, and small just means cozy, right?"

Clint glances over at Bucky. His arms are crossed, but his face is open as he listens. Clint watches Bucky scan the kitchen; he knows Bucky's thinking about points of entry and exit and where the lines of sight are and how fast they could reach the knives. Clint, however, is thinking about frozen pizzas in that oven and shoes kicked off at the door and the television droning in the background as they get comfortable under blankets on the couch they still have yet to buy.

"And while this breakfast nook is precious, if you ever wanted to expand, you could build the kitchen out," the agent adds.

Holy shit, Clint thinks. It shouldn't have snuck up on him like this. They're looking at houses together, for fuck's sake -- and yet, it did, snuck up on him like an ocean wave, benign and calm until it crests and drags him under.

Bucky glances back at him - because it isn't often that Clint can stay quiet for this long - and tips his head a bit, curious, a strand of silky dark hair escaping his ponytail.

And Clint just blurts it out: in front of the real estate agent, in the middle of the tiny kitchen that's eventually theirs, right in front of the janky old refrigerator that will eventually get stuffed with Clint's leftovers and Bucky's protein shakes and Lucky's joint supplements. Standing on the tile that Nat eventually makes them replace, a project that drives each of them insane. Staring at the breakfast nook where, some day in the future, Clint's maybe gonna put a ring on that.

He just blurts it out. The real estate agent's eyes go wide. And --

Bucky smiles.

[plasmas-arcade]

Clint Barton has a sign name for everyone he knows.

Bucky’s is the single hand sign for love over your left arm.

This is even funnier if Bucky has no idea what a sign name is.

[winterbuckwild]

🍳 - Breakfast in bed

So this one didnt have a pairing and since you submitted another one I figured it was probably a mistake but I picked one anyway....

“In my defence…” Clint paused

“…go on, im dying to hear this.”

“I didn't actually have a reason, no one usually lets me get that far.” it was statements like that that made Bucky want to destroy everyone that had ever dismissed this wonderful man that lit up his life and annoyed the shit out of him in equal measure.

Bucky could see exactly what had happened. Clint was actually a great cook when he was focused, and his pancakes were nothing short of a religious experience on a good day.

Unfortunately it appear that Clint hadn't finished his pot of coffee before starting on breakfast, because the pancakes looked like a charred mess, the microwave was missing a door, there were three trick arrows on the counter top in various states of undress and his boyfriend was holding a pan with the remnants of the glass coffee pot that had woken Bucky in the first place.

“I love you.” Bucky said, pressing a short, soft kiss on the archers forehead. “I'm going back to bed.”

He had a complicated relationship with sleep at the best of times, but his relationship with their huge, soft bed was not that complicated. He stretched out and closed his eyes, not sleeping but just listening to the crashing and banging from the kitchen that was Clint.

The radio turned on to Clints favourite revolving playlist and the coffee maker burbled away, probably with either a new pot or a tupperwear bowl under it. Lucky's collar tinkling against the side of his ceramic bowl as he ate his own breakfast.

The familiar sounds of the apartment sent him into a light doze where time got all bendy, but he could still hear the blondes quiet cursing as he burnt himself against the pan. Again.

He didnt miss when the bedroom door opened and a big golden shape wagged his way into the room. The retriever had taken to living with two assassin's well and waited for his invitation onto the bed before he jumped up and lay with his head on Buckys stomach ready for his love.

Clint looked much more awake carrying a tray into the bedroom piled with two coffee cups, two glasses of juice and two plates piled high (one much higher than the other) of pancakes, bacon and syrup with strawberries surrounding the golden stacks.

“Got there “ He beamed proudly and waited until Bucky shoved himself up in bed before slotting the tray over his legs and Luckys golden head.

He dropped a kiss on his forhead and turned to leave. Bucky snagged the back of his pants with his metal arm.

“Food first.” He plucked a strawberry off one of the plates. “Then i'll help fix whatever is going on out there.”

“Oh thank god.” Clint picked up a plate and a cup and sat cross legged at the end of the bed so as not to disturb the dog.

Bucky didn't want to know what that statement meant and what sort of carnage he was going to be walking into, but it was fine. Guaranteed he had seen worse.

[katebishopsleftshoe]

clint: *wearing grey sweatpants and a black compression shirt*

y/n: when has this become a WHORE HOUSE??!!

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This was not the kind of situation you got out of. Tony knew it, the others knew it. Hell, Ultron knew it. His face was smug as his eyes scanned the line of Avengers kneeling in front of him.

“Earths mightiest hero’s,” he mused. There was a smugness in his voice that Tony would love to punch out of him, but he didn’t dare step out of line.

They lost, and looking around at everyone’s faces, they knew it too.

“You know, I wondered what it would take to bring you guys down. Make you see the light,” Ultron smirked. “And I must say, I’m impressed how long you lasted. My guards are basically bulletproof. I’m sure they put up quite the fight.”

Tony couldn’t help but let his eyes flick over to Steve who was gently nursing his wrist. The snap had echoed across the room and Tony could only be impressed by the fact he didn’t scream.

“It’s a shame, really, that your talent has to go to waste. I wish there was a way we could see eye to eye,” Ultron spoke, eyes landing on Tony as he did. They stayed there, and Tony matched it with a glare. “Cmon, Stark. Even you have to admit there’s no way out here. Even if you got through me, which trust me, I believe you probably could if you were at full strength,” he admitted, holding his hands out in front of him. “You wouldn’t even open the door before you were killed by my-“

A crash cut him off. A vague thud sound and some random gun shots before a second or two of silence.

Everyone looked at the door, waiting. Tony wondered if this was a rescue attempt. Held his breath as he waited another moment. Nothing happened. Ultron smiled, going back to Tony.

“As I was say-“

The doors opened with a bang and a small figure in red and blue walked in, confidently looking around until his eyes landed on Tony. They stayed there for just a moment before his eyes looked up slightly and his face lit up.

“I think you need some new guards,” Peter called from across the room. He looked calm, excited, even.“I called a medic and told them there were 68 casualties. But don’t worry,” he grinned, getting into his fighting position.

His eyes hardened. “You only had 67 guards.”

[oldfangirl81]

AU Delivery guy Clint Barton

Clint has Lucky help him with his deliveries. He never thought it would lead to him being friends with Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff and Bucky Barnes. Maybe more with those last two.

[askatrigenderlgbt]

Marvel prompt~♥

Tony: Clint?

Clint: *Munching on Pizza* Yeah?

Tony: *Sighing* Do you have to sit on my lap?

Clint: Yes.

Tony: Why?

Clint: *Hugs Tony.*

Clint: Bromance.

Tony: ...

Tony: Fine.

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Bucky would be lying if he said he was coping at all with Natasha’s death.

Clint Barton felt like his last connection. Last part of her still left in his life.

Bucky felt Clint’s hands claw at the back of his neck, pulling him closer in, desperate for the soldier’s lips on his, panting breaths, little whimpers.

The soldier’s body presses against Clint’s, skin red hot with need. And the archer’s words sit in his ear like an angelic hum.

“Show me how you loved her.”

[jennastarkhasaheart]

There is an unexplored time period in shield where maria, bobbi, may, natasha, isabel hartley, sharon carter, clint and coulson all worked simultaneously at shield and its a crime that we havent seen anything set in it. that literally sounds like the best thing ever.

like, may has nat in her contacts (season 2 i think). come on.

just imagine the snark.

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“I’m sure you understand the importance of getting that data back, considering it’s nature,” Fury spoke, his hands flat in the desk in front of him.

Everyone stared at the screen watching as the faces of SHIELD agents with lives - families - came and went. All of them were at risk if the hard drive got into the wrong hands.

“Luckily for you guys, we have a name for the person who is currently transporting it. Obviously, if HYDRA is involved, they wouldn’t send an amateur, so be prepared for a highly skilled individual.”

Everyone watched as the screen flipped to show a new face. The face of a child, no older than 16.

“This is 15 year old Peter Parker. He appears to be undercover and is posing as a regular high schooler from queens.” Fury sighed, watching as the white faces of the avengers stared back at him. “I don’t like that they’re using children as much as the next guy, but this kid has information on him that could kill a lot of people. A lot of children,” he stressed. “The plan has always been a peaceful negotiation where he will surrender and come willingly.”

He could only watch as Natasha swallowed - a rare show of emotion. “And what do you want us to do if he fights back?” She asked, voice stone cold. Heads perked up, probably because they were wondering the same thing.

Fury sighed, making eye contact with each avenger before landing back at Natasha. He watched as her eyes shifted. As if she already knew the answer.

“Then the order is to kill on sight.”

[siriusly-writes]

“I cant live like this anymore”

“A, please. Don’t do this we- I need you.”

“Please”

“ I-I cant. I’m sorry. I cant take it.”

“A..”

“I’m sorry, I- goodbye”