#norabarnes143

[barnesandbarton]

Clint laughed loudly. “Oh my god, that’s mortifying.  That’s like going up to your friend and hugging them, only to find out it wasn’t your friend.”

He laughed again and took another swallow of his drink.

“Why does that sound like you’ve done that before?” Bucky teased lightly.

Clint made a lips zipped motion.  “Never happened,” he said, the slightest slur in his voice.

Bucky shrugged when he was prompted by Ava.  “I don’t know.  Let me think,” he said. He knew he must have something but his memory was always so messy and he knew there was nothing new that fit the criteria.

“I guess there was the time I was trying to impress a girl at the pier on one of those shooting galleries.  I wanted to win her a prize.  I ended up spending all the money I had trying and I still didn’t win and Steve and I had to hitchhike home.”

Ava listened to Clint’s story and laughed happily with him. “That is definitely a good one,” she spoke and shook her head sipping her drink. “One time when I was out with a few friends. I was in the bathroom just.. doing my business and I hear some commotion outside , so I step out and one of my friends that I where with was talking with some guy, and I walked over and it just… to my drunk mind I thought someone was hitting on her and she had a boyfriend so I just went over and had a whole speech about how she had a boyfriend and how much of an asshole he was for trying and all that but he just nodded when I finished and well… it was the boyfriend..” she spoke and huffed shaking her head.

Ava looked over at Bucky and smiled a little as she saw Lucky’s head in his lap. Ava reached under the table grabbing Bucky’s hand. “What about you, baby? Any funny stories you have to share?” She spoke sweetly, her thumb running over the back of his hand as she held it wanting to comfort him like he had to her earlier.

[findroleplay]

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[barnesandbarton]

𝒶𝓋𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝓍 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓃 𝓍 𝒷𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓈

Ava was nervous to meet the Avengers. She had been told great things about them, and Stephen obviously looked up to them in more ways than one, so the stakes was high, but when she met them? Oh god, she was so happy it went okay. She got along with Natasha right away, and Tony also was cool. Steve intimidated her, but that was only because she knew Captain America was still, after all these years, America´s sweetheart. Ava had on her cute summer dress that hugged her upperbody, it was wavy around her legs, reaching mid tigh, she had beautiful long legs, blond hair, light make up. She was simply a natural beauty. She wore some white heels aswell, wanting to be on her bed behaviour... atleast for now. Ava was a short girl, 5´1. "So, you still need to meet the last two, Bucky and Clint, they are actually a couple," Natasha explained and nodded softly smiling a bit. "Hey guys!" Natasha spoke, and Ava couldn´t help but have her jaw drop just at how hot they are, and together? They where absolutely to swoon for. Ava swallowed and nodded clearing her throat, getting her anxiety in check before she walked over and held her hand out for them and smiled softly. "I´m Ava. I´m joining you guys from now on," she spoke gently, however she was weak in the knees just by how hot they where.

Bucky and Clint hadn’t really been paying too much attention to the comings and goings at the tower today.  It was their day off and they were much more caught up with getting to spend some quality one on one time with each other.

They’d been together for a few months now, but there had been at least a full year of flirting and a certain super-soldier figuring out his sexuality and realizing he could let himself be happy if he wanted to.  They were well and truly in their honeymoon phase, where sex was exciting and they wanted to try out so many different things, and they just wanted to live in each other’s pockets whenever they could.

They were cuddled up, playing MarioKart on the couch in the Avengers common area when Natasha came in with the rather pretty blonde.  They both looked up and Clint jumped to his feet.  “Oh yeah?” he asked, coming over and offering her his hand. “Welcome to the team.  What can you do?  Laser eyes?  I hope it’s Laser eyes.”

“Clint,” Bucky scolded.  “Give her some breathing room.”

[mr-tony-stark]

// closed starter for @norabarnes143

Tony had been up for a few days now.  He wasn’t great at sleeping at the best of times, but since the whole ‘hole-in-the-sky-with-aliens-pouring-out’ debacle, he’d been having nightmares.  He was scared to go back to sleep, not that he’d admit that to anyone.

He’d been distracting himself in the lab when he wasn’t actively out being Iron Man or taking meetings with people. Since the Battle for New York, he’d made twenty-three new versions of his Iron Man armor.  All the different versions lined the walls of his workshop in different cases.

He was waning though.  In the past when he felt like this, he’d head out to a club, pick out someone to take home, and hope the sex would give him an endorphin high that would get him a few hours of uninterrupted sleep.  Tonight, he went to the communal kitchen to make himself the strongest coffee he could.

When he stepped into the room he was surprised to find Clint up.  “Hey, Legolas,” he said, beelining to the coffee machine.  “Can’t sleep?”

[mr-tony-stark]

Tony nodded. “Okay.  That’s good.  Would be hard if we had to keep him away from them.  I suppose we do need to worry about other animals getting them though.  I’ll make a really state of the art chicken coop.”

He watched Lucky chase after the ball again.  When Clint started kissing his neck, Tony couldn’t help but smile.  He tilted his head to give him more space to kiss and his hand slipped into the back of his pants.

“You getting a little frisky, Cupid?” he asked.  He teased his fingers over the top of his ass. “I haven’t even had my coffee yet.”

“You’re adorable when you chase my lips like that,” he spoke and chuckles pressing another sweet kiss to his lips before he smiled and stroked his arm. “Good. Because I’m not planing on stopping,” he pointed out and looked down seeing lucky handing him the ball once more making Clint chuckle and take the ball.

“I think he might like.. in the start. But if we train him I don’t think it would be a problem,” he spoke and threw the ball once more and Lucky happily ran after it to get it. Clint turned to Tony once more and leans in kissing his cheek and slightly down his neck.

[hcrctic]

the one — closed started for @norabarnes143's Stephen Strange

A pair of knocks on her door startled her, so she perked up from the novel she was reading and made her way to the front door of the charming house in Greenwich Village. As she opens it, a familiar face appears in front of her, which Wanda recognizes quite well. He finally spoke, asking her how she was, and she responded to his question quickly.

"I'm doing good.. I'm on some new shit.." Wanda lets out a small chuckle as she tilts her head to a side, exhaling before she looks back at the man in front of her. "How about you? ...Oh, I'm being extremely rude right now, come in and sit down... Do you want something to drink? Water, coffee, tea... alcohol?" She said walking to the living room that was in proximity, smiling widely as she picked up the novel she was reading and made her way to the open kitchen to grab something for him to drink.

[hcrctic]

"A little demanding, are we?" Wanda's lips went upward forming a teasing smirk. "Who says I want to be shared?" She said as she approached his lips with hers once more, just an inch before she pulled away. "I'm yours to keep, but as well, I'm yours to lose.." She tilts her head to the side, before kissing down his jaw. "Just fuck up once, Doctor Strange.. And I'm out the door."

Another kiss down his neck this time, as she started to tug his cardigan off him, dragging the fabric down to his elbows, before running her hands up his shirt, a smirk on her lips as she continued.

Stephen held her as close as he could and groans slightly into the kiss as shivers went down his back by how good the kiss was. His tongue exploding his mouth, hands exploring her back and hips, moving to her ass aswell and rested his hand there as he pushed his hips up a bit. “Wanda..” he whispers softly against her lips as if it was a plead for her not to stop what she was doing.

As she pulled back he held her cheek and looked at her as he smiled a little big and cleared his throat nodding. “Yeah.. I don’t think we can either,” he whispers and smiled a bit leaning forward and pressed another kiss and stroked his hand up under her shirt and up her back. “I’ve always wanted to have you.. but I’m warning you. I don’t share at all.. if you’re mine.. you’re mine.”

[barnesandbarton]

“Thanks, Ava.  I think you’d be a great mom,” he said.  “You’re so kind and loving.”

Bucky nodded in agreement.  He was very unsure about himself, but he knew for a fact that Ava and Clint would be amazing parents and he knew if he wanted to keep them, he needed to figure out his own feelings on this because they deserved to get a chance to be parents and he knew they’d agree not to have them if he said he didn’t want them, and he couldn’t do that to them.

He stayed fairly quiet over dinner, not drinking despite not having to worry about getting drunk.  At some point Lucky put his head in Bucky’s lap and he absentmindedly stroked his ears.

“Oh yeah!” Clint said.  “I have a great one!”  He took another sip of his sangria.  “One time, while I was on a mission, I was being pursued by these AIM goons and so I duck into a spa and I think maybe if I strip off, I could hide in the sauna.  But then they bust through the wall.  So I take off running down the street, completely naked, and then I turn the corner and there’s a parade!  So here I am, in the nude, just running through a parade from these dudes who were dressed in what looked like bee keepers outfits.” 

Ava either wasn’t ready for kids but it was nice to talk about. Yes, they didn’t live together but… they were around each other everyday and she usually stayed at their place everyday.. even before they decided to try out this poly relationship, that was working perfectly.

“That is very true, people can be dicks,” she agreed and smiled a bit. “I agree, heartbreak is something that’s gonna happen for sure, but either way I see you both being good dads,” she spoke and smiled a bit.

Their food arrived a little later, and the sangria, which Ava and Clint were drinking like it was water because of how good it was. And since Bucky was driving he wasn’t drinking. Ava had noted already to let him drink the next day if he wanted to. “Oh! Fun game!” She spoke happily as she took another bite of her enchiladas.

“We should each tell each other a fun story about ourselfs. Like something we’ve done that’s embarrassing or something,” she spoke happily.

[mr-tony-stark]

Tony chased his lips when he pulled back, then sat back, smiling affectionately at Clint.  “No.  It’s not too much,” he said.  “I like it.  I’m not really used to it, but I like it.”

He reached up and brushed his fingers through Clint’s hair.  “It feels good.”  Very good.  Addicting.  After years of being touch starved, Tony now felt like a starving man at a buffet, not ever wanting to stop and not able to get his fill.

The moment was interrupted when Lucky returned and dropped his ball in Clint’s lap again. Tony turned and wrapped his arm around Clint’s waist.  “You think he’ll be good if we get other animals?  Like he wouldn’t chase the chickens would he?”

Tony didn’t think so.  Lucky was a very sweet and gentle dog, but he was still a dog, and he didn’t know if that was just something all dogs did.”

Clint was definitely a person who needed a lot of affection. It was just who he was. His love language was touch and affection. He smiled a bit when Tony turned to face him and chuckles softly as he held him close kissing back gently, his other hand that wasn’t wrapped around Tony’s shoulders, reached up cupping his cheek.

Clint hummed and let his lips part as he let his tongue dance with his, the sun shining on them and a slight breeze in the air. He pulled back after a while and hummed. “Mm. I hope all my affection isn’t to much for you, because if you need me to tone it down you have to say so,” he spoke and chuckles gently.

[barnesandbarton]

Bucky shrugged.  “People can be dicks,” he said.  “I don’t know.  I guess if we ever try, we’ll have to see though.”

This did feel like a massive conversation to have so early.  They didn’t even live together yet.  It had really not been that long since they’d even decided they’d try polyamory out, and Bucky was not ready to have kids, that was for sure.

Clint nodded his head from side to side. “Maybe.  I don’t wanna be that sitting on the porch with a shotgun kind of dad though.  Like girl or boy, heartbreak is hard, but they should be allowed their autonomy.  Right?”

“I agree. They can’t blame you for any of the HYDRA stuff. You were brainwashed. So I agree, they are just… dicks if they hold that against you,” she spoke and chuckles a little bit. The idea of adopting wasn’t really appealing to Ava. Mostly because it wouldn’t be herself that would carry to term, and she had always wanted kids that was hers but… her ex made sure that wasn’t possible.

“Oh, I do think you would be protective if we had a little girl, yes. Even a boy. But a girl? With two dads and she comes home crying that a boy broke her heart? I know you would be pissy about it,” she spoke with a hint of teasing tone aswell and chuckles softly.

[mr-tony-stark]

The dog took off running after the ball, bounding into the field to try and find it.  Tony couldn’t help but laugh as he watched him vanish into the long grass, his head or tail occasionally appearing as he searched for the ball.

“Thanks.  I think it’s going to be good when it’s done.  I’ll be able to get a lot of work done and I won’t need to leave the farm too often.”

He laughed as Clint pulled him even closer and nearly spilled his coffee.  Clint had been so affectionate lately.  It was something that Tony needed to adapt to but he liked it.

“Wait, hold on,” he said, setting his cup beside Clint’s.  He turned a little and cupped his face.  “Have I been neglecting the morning kisses?  I’m sorry, baby.”

He leaned in, capturing his lips and kissing him deeply.  He hummed softly as their lips moved with each other and his tongue flicked over the corner of his mouth.

Clint smiled at Lucky came over and dropped the ball in his lap. He patted Luckys head before he took the ball and threw it far into the field before turning back to Tony. “Well I think it looks great,” he spoke and smiled a little bit.

Ever since that night infront of the fireplace it felt more… calm. Like Tony was opening up slowly but surely and letting Clint love him the way he wanted to. Even if Clint found himself a bit too sweet here and there he tried to make sure Tony was loved the way he deserved.

Clint put his coffee down and wrapped his arm around Tony and pulled him closer and hugged him gently kissing his head gently.

[barnesandbarton]

Clint shrugged. “Maybe not laws, but they’re really fussy about who gets to adopt and not. Especially babies.  They want to make sure the kids are going to safe homes and if the organization things there’s some deviancy involved with people in polycules…” he shrugged.  “But then again, they might thinks active Avengers aren’t safe at all.”

Bucky frowned. “Probably if you’ve got to worry about anything, it’s the ex HYDRA assassin.  Not exactly a candidate for prime parent.”

Clint reached over and rubbed his arm.  “That’s in the past though.  Everyone knows you were being brainwashed.  They’d have to be massive assholes to hold it against you.”

Bucky shrugged. 

Clint laughed. “You think we’d be super protective like that?” he asked.  “Maybe.  I like to think I’d be open to people who aren’t assholes at least.”

"Yeah, miscarriages is never fun," she spoke and wrinkles her eyebrows a little bit. "But I agree. It dosen´t need to be biological for it to be a family, all we need is love and trust.." she spoke and smiled gently. "I don´t think there is any laws towards poly couples having kids but time will tell if or when that day comes," she explained.

She looked over at Bucky and smiled gently as she squeezed his hand and took Clint´s hand aswell. "You both would make absolutely amazing fathers," she spoke and nodded. "However, if it is a girl I feel sorry for the poor boy or girl that ends up dating our daughter in the future," she spoke and chuckles softly smiling gently.

[mr-tony-stark]

Tony smiled when Clint agreed to come along.  Not that he couldn’t handle doing it alone.  It was just a lot nicer if Clint was going to be there with him.  Besides, he knew how much Clint liked New York pizza, and it was a chance for him to catch up with his friends.  It wouldn’t be like he’d just be sitting around all day while Tony worked.

“Great.  I’ll set it up,” he said.  “You can bring Lucky if you want.  It’s not like we’ll be leaving the country or anything.”

The dog’s ears pricked up at the sound of his name and he trotted over with the ball and dropped it in Clint’s lap.

Tony nodded. “Yeah.  I mean I’m sure I’ve forgotten some things I will want and won’t notice until we’re closer to being done, but so far. I’ve had to import some things though, so it might be a while before they get here.”  Tony looked in the direction the workshop was in construction.  He’d started building it well before he’d expected he would and there was a little part of him that worried that making such an expensive commitment as building a proprietary lab on Clint’s property was a good way of ensuring he’d fuck the relationship up.  But he felt good and comfortable, and he wanted to take the risk.

Clint nodded and listened to him. "Sounds good," he spoke gently, however there it was. They had to break their little bubble, and Clint didn´t mind it, because he was excited to watch him thrive. "I would love to join you," he spoke and smiled a little bit. "Can´t wait to see you giving a lecture and inspiring young souls to work with high tech stuff," he spoke and waved his hand a little bit and chuckles gently watching him.

His hand stroked up and down Tony´s back gently and looked out on Lucky who was playing with a ball they had bought for him earlier on while sipping his coffee. "Did you find everything you needed to buy for the workshop?" He asked gently and watched Tony.

[mr-tony-stark]

Tony was getting used to the life on the farm.  Not that they were really farming.  But it was quiet and he was working more on a house than on running his business or making new armor.

Tony hadn’t even minded when Clint had brought the dog home with him after a trip into town.  Lucky was a good dog and he made Clint happy, which made Tony happy.

He had been sitting on the patio checking some emails when Clint came out with his coffee.  He smiled into his lips and took the cup.

“Yeah,” he said. “We’re getting there.  There are some more contractors coming next week to install the cooling system in the workshop today.”

He patted Clint’s leg and sipped his coffee.  “I might have to head back to the city next week for some board stuff and to do a sales pitch.  MIT has asked me to give a lecture too. Do you want to come with me or just keep the bed warm here?”

A few weeks went by and Tony and Clint was finally getting settled. Tony had started the work on his lab out in the garden, they repainted the house, got all the new furniture, and you know… lots of sex. But it was good. They were thriving.

Clint had gotten up his old target board on one of the trees so he was often out practicing his archery not wanting to totally forget about it in their little bubble creating the farm together. They had even gotten a dog… or well.. Clint found a dog. A golden retriever with one brown eye, and he called him Lucky. Clint couldn’t just leave the poor dog out in the cold so.. he simply stayed.

Clint walked out from the house and onto the new terrace they had built and handed Tony his morning coffee and smiled a bit leaning down and pecked his lips before sitting beside him and wrapped an arm around the back of the outside sofa they had there, the sun shining through. “It’s all coming together now isn’t it?” He spoke and looked at Tony admiring him.

[barnesandbarton]

Bucky rubbed her back.

“I get it,” Clint said.  “Me and my ex wife were trying at one point and she had a miscarriage.  It was super hard.  Especially for her.  Everyone’s always just asking ‘When will you have kids?’, ‘When will you have kids?’ but it’s not that easy is it?  It feels like something’s wrong with you because everyone always just assumes it’ll happen.”

He sighed and shrugged, taking her hand and giving it a squeeze.  “But me and Bucky weren’t ever going to be able to have biological kids anyway.  At least the old fashioned way.  I know I want to be a dad, and you know - I was in the system.  I don’t think biology is what makes parents. I think love is.  So if we get to the point where we’re all thinking it, I don’t see adoption as less.  I think it would be nice to give some kids a nice home.  That is if they’ll let us. I don’t know how the system views polyamory.”

Bucky shrugged.  He was honestly scared of being a father.  The thought of holding a baby with the arm he’d caused so much pain with made him feel a little sick.  But he was getting better about it.

“I wonder if that cradle thing would help,” Bucky mumbled.

Ava listened closely and smiled a bit listening to him talk about his own mental health problems and somehow it made her easier to open up aswell since they were already in on the topic. “It was very good,” she spoke to the beer and hummed a bit before she continued.

“Yeah, I had a.. very bad period when I figured out I wasn’t able to have kids anymore. You know… the one thing a woman should be able to do..” she spoke with a sad laugh. “I managed to get out of it because that’s when I decided to just… cut all contact with my family, but that’s always gonna be a thing that… truly annoys me. That I can’t have kids on my own,” she explained and nodded sipping her beer again.

“I know there’s other ways and stuff like that but… I don’t know, just dosent have the same ring to it. And I’ve always wanted kids,” she spoke and smiled a bit.

[barnesandbarton]

“Yeah.  He’s so good.  Before I was with Bucky, when I had really low days he was almost like a service dog.  He’d lie with me, pressed up against my side when I couldn’t get out of bed.  I wouldn’t always put my hearing aids in and he’d let me know if my phone was ringing. And then when Bucky starting staying over, if he had a nightmare, Lucky would climb on his chest like a weighted blanket.  Or when we were out, when he was anxious about crowds, he’d put himself between him and other people so there was always some space.  I sometimes think I should get him trained as a for real service dog.  He basically does it anyway.  I’m sure Bucky could get a certificate saying he needs it for his PTSD. But I dunno.  Never did it.”

Bucky shrugged.  “It does kind of feel unfair to do though. I can get by without a service dog when I’m in public.”

“Yeah, but it’s better when he’s there,” Clint said.  Bucky couldn’t disagree with that.

When the drinks arrived, both men raised their glasses.  “Cheers,” they both said, clinking their glasses together.

“Mm… this is so refreshing tasting,” Clint said.

Ava smiled at the waitress and watched Clint order before she spoke again. "Mm.. I´ll tell you next time," she spoke softly and nodded gently. "As for Lucky, yeah, it´s amazing he picked up on it. I didn´t understand why he did it at first, but when he just stayed there I understood why.. He´s a good boy, and adorable," she spoke and smiled softly scratching behind his ear.

The drinks arrived, they had ordered some beers to start with, and the sangria would come with the food. "Well... cheers for... us. And for a amazing trip," she spoke and smiled softly holding her beer up to toast. "And to Lucky," she spoke and chuckles softly.