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MARVEL PROMPT TIME :D

Prompt: Loki has been an avenger for a few months now, became friends with Clint (He settled their differences and argued that everyone on the avengers got a second chance, so Loki himself should too.), and is making progress making amends with Thor. (Thor has already forgiven Loki, but allows Loki to sort out his feelings and helps him repair damages done.)

One thing about Loki, however, is that he doesn't ever speak up when he needs something he deems a weakness. That being affection, medical attention, or help with anything that confuses him. He seeks nothing out for affection, believing he doesn't deserve it and it makes him weak, he patches himself up after every battle, and if anything confuses him he seeks the knowledge by himself. He just... doesn't understand how to ask for any of it.

One thing that Loki wanted most nowadays was simple, hugs. Loki loves hugs, to be held and feel safe. But more than that, Loki loves to be carried. To be picked up and carried around, held protectively in the person's arms. He missed feeling safe, feeling wanted, although he didn't know how to approach the topic with anyone. So he remained silent about it.

That was until Hulk had picked him up after a battle, when Loki had fractured his knee and was unable to walk. He froze in place with any protests he was about to speak dying in a instant. All the Avengers were immediately concerned, then watched in surprise as Loki calmed down and snuggled up to Hulk. Purring and smiling. Almost in a drunk state, slowly drifting to sleep.

Thor later explains why Loki acted the way he did, throwing in Loki's struggle with being open about what he needs. The Avengers understood everything and unanimously decided to help Loki, by giving him hugs when they could. From Natasha giving Loki a hug from behind, Tony pulling him to cuddle on the couch, to Clint snatching Loki up and carrying him around the tower, no one let Loki feel unsafe or unloved within their home. Cause Loki was family now too.

Fanfic writers please make this a thing!!!!

I agree, this was the first date... But Loki is right, he he was promised a drink first!

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Tony(after nearly dying from space): You ever tried shawarma? I don't know what it is, but I really want to try it.

Avengers(internally): *sighing in relief* Oh thank god! We atleast got a fancy date after fighting off an alien army and seeing this adorable self-sacrificial idiot almost die!!

Loki: I would like to remind all of you that I was promised a drink first.

*Thor shutting Loki up with manacles and a gag*

Okay so....

Alador/Darius is my new otp, and I can't stop thinking about this idea I've had in my head for days.

Literally Darius, middle of battle- day of unity or whatever-, with Alador. Alador is knocked down and is about to be slashed/shot with magic. Then Darius be protecting Alador, shouting 'Stay Away From My Alador!'

Literally parody of Lumity sence on repeat in my head. Please someone write a fanfic of this, my brain needs fanfics!!!!

💜 Marvel Prompt ❤️

"Why can't you see you matter?"

(Clint walks along the hall, heading to a specific room, though his mind lost.)

Clint: *internally* How bad is it that Tony is hiding from us? What could knock him down that far, to push us away? I just want my friend back, man. I miss my buddy.

(Tony had been distant as of lately. Something had happened when he went to a meeting with some officials to discuss important business and affairs. He came back guarded, cautious, and overall just blocked up emotionally. He didn't say anything about the meeting with the officials, nor did he talk about what was wrong. It bothered everyone. It especially bothered Clint.)

Clint: *Stands in front of Tony's bedroom* Tony? Are you okay, I'm worried man...

(It was silent)

Clint: *Hesitant* ...Tony?

(It was silent)

Clint: *Knocks on the door* Tony, are you even in there?

(It was silent)

(Clint on his last nerve, ready to ask JARVIS where Tony is, tries the door handle. It was unlocked.)

Clint: *Surprised* ...huh. Well that's convenient.

(Walking inside Tony's room it was clear that he was in here, tablets with different projects were strewn about the place, Clint could also here something creaking. Following the noise had Clint find Tony in bed. He looked tired, in more ways than one.)

Clint: *Gently sits down* Tony... are you okay? You've been down since you came back and everyone is a mess about it. I am even worried. I want to make stuff with you again, have are banter and sarcasm back. I...

(Clint wanted Tony back. He wanted him happy again, full of life, creating and pushing technology to new limits. Clint wanted Tony to be okay. He wanted him back beside him again, not away and cold to him.)

Tony: *glances at Clint* ...I'm fine. Just having a rough patch, I'll be up and at again soon enough.

(Clint knew it was a lie.)

Clint: *Firmly* Tony, what is really the matter? Since you came back, something has been on your mind and eating away at you for the last few days. You are clearly not fine.

(Tony didn't say anything for a few moments. He looked as if he was thinking about his next few words or possibly about what he wanted to say about the problem.)

Tony: *Quietly* I... I was reminded of a bad time. During- He... I..

(Tony was struggling on his next words, but Clint was patient. He held Tony's hand unconsciously and gave a gentle squeeze.)

Tony: *little whine* I had been talking with a guy from the military, a sergeant I think? H-he, I was talking about something- maybe the issues they had containing some of the villains? The guy kinda started arguing with me... It ended with words that brought up bad memories, and stuff people used to tell me that I tried to forget about.

(Clint was calm for Tony the entire time. Inside he was burning, rabid with the need to seek justice for Tony. To hurt the man who hurt his precious treasure, his teams leader. Clint wanted to leave a statement to all who dare try again.)

Clint: *Calmly* Is that why you decided to hide away?

Tony: *Nods*

Clint: *sighs* Welp, that won't do Tony. You need space, I get it, but this is beyond healthy at this point. We are going to get some fresh air in the common room. Up we go!

(Clint picks up Tony bridal style, earning him a squeak from Tony.)

Tony: *embarrassed* I can walk, Clint!

Clint: *flirty* Yeah, but this way I can carry a beautiful and smart genius! Can't have you exsert yourself after the rough day you had. Let your loyal archer carry you! *Winks*

(Tony is blushing bright red by the time they reach the common room. Everyone is there and clearly waiting for the both of them. JARVIS must have call them all.)

Thor: *Happy and relieved* Tony! It is nice to see you out and about again.

Steve: *Concerned* It is nice to see you again, but are you alright?

Hulk: *grunts and walks over to pat Tony's head* Metal man no longer hiding away. Good.

Natasha: *smiles softly but remain quiet*

(Clint sits himself down on the couch, Tony being held hostage in his lap. No amount of squirming would get Clint to let go of him. Tony gave up after twenty seconds, accepting his fate and tucking his head into Clint's shoulder.)

Clint: *Content* Tony allowed me to bring his gorgeous butt out of his room, though it's up to Tony if he wants to tell you anything.

Tony: *Flustered* You can tell them Clint. Also I'm not all that...

Clint: Yes you are Tony, your personality and perfect adorable looks are why I fell in love with you.

(Clint froze at that, wishing his brain had a filter or at least common sense to think first before blurting things out. Tony blue screened at the confession. Clint quickly changed the subject to explain what had caused Tony to push away from them, growing angry again at the knowledge again. The team also looked furious. Natasha left the room. That sergeant most likely won't be the one okay soon enough. The others that remained gave Tony the comfort he clearly needed.)

(When Tony and Clint were left alone, the others leaving to grab snacks for movie time, Tony decided to ask the question he was desperate for an answer to.)

Tony: *whispering* Did you mean it?

Clint: *Hesitant and scared* Yeah, yeah I did mean it Tony. Everything about you is why I really like you. You matter to us, Tony. You matter so much to me...

(Without giving himself a chance to back out, Clint grabbed Tony's chin and made him look at him. Clint placed a soft kiss on Tony's lips. Pulling back Clint saw Tony looking at him in surprise, blushing different shades of red. Then Tony pressed a kiss to his cheek.)

Tony: I like you too. I didn't think anyone would like me like that, but I'm glad it's you.

Clint: *snorted* Well it isn't just me who loves you that way.

Tony: *jerks up* Wait what!?

Clint: N-Nothing!

If you make this into a proper fanfiction, please link me your work so that I may read the glorious content!!! 😄

Marvel Prompt~~~

Tony and Clint are working in the same space, bouncing ideas of each other and making small talk.

Clint: *notices Tony slouching* You okay, man?

Tony: *jerking up straight* Yeah, yes I'm fine. Just deep in thought...

(Tony is lying. He nearly fell asleep and face planted on the desk.)

Clint:*knows Tony is lying* You tired or something?

Tony:*snorts* sleep is for the weak. *Focusing back on his work*

(Clint can see the bags under Tony's eyes, his body language screaming exhausted, and how his eyes slowly drifted before he forced himself to focus again.)

Clint:*moving to sit next to Tony* Then I am very weak, I kinda want a nap.

Tony:*takes a second to process what Clint said* then take one. No one is stopping you, Clint.

Clint:*puts a arm around Tony* yeah, but I want a buddy to cuddle! So can we...

(Tony couldn't stay awake anymore, his body finally giving in and falling asleep. Tony had fallen asleep and ended up resting against Clint, head on his shoulder.)

Clint:*starring at Tony's face*...*blushes hard* okay, this is fine...

Clint:*internally* Oh my god, why is he so cute! No one should be this cute, how is he this adorable! I just wanna keep him and protect him from everything... Maybe Nat wouldn't mind bringing Tony in. After all, he is a sweetheart.

(Clint's hand unconsciously moves to Tony's waist, rubbing little circles there. Tony sighs in his sleep, content and peaceful.)

Clint:*internally* Yep, I'm keeping him.

(Clint rests his head against Tony's)

???:Clint.

Clint:*eyes widen with panic* H-hey Steve!

Steve:*behind Clint stone faced, seething inside* What are you doing with Tony?

Clint:*Scared and wanting to live* we were working on different things, bouncing ideas off each other and I noticed Tony was tired. I did plan to take Tony to his room, after I tricked him into agreeing. But he feel asleep while I was trying. S-so here I am! I didn't want to move cause I wanted to let him sleep! Ya know?

(Clint is trying not to shake with fear, as not to wake Tony, but can't keep said fear out of his voice.)

Steve:*voice drops an octave* then why is your head on Tony's, Clint?

Clint:*pales* uh...

Steve:*frowns* I see...

(Steve separates the two, careful with Tony. Picking up the sleeping genius Steve walks out heading for his own room, as it's closer. He stops before he leaves, however.)

Steve: Clint?

Clint:*afraid* ...yeah?

Steve: Next time, just carry Tony to his room if he passes out like this. Understood?

Clint: Y-Yep! Understood loud and clear, captain! Carry the leader to his room, can do...

(Steve walks away. Clint finally lets out a shaky breath, the panic easing slightly. He stares longingly at the seat Tony had just been sitting, wanting him to come back and sit with him again.)

Clint:*internally* I swear Cap, you break his heart once, hurt him one time, me and Nat will take him faster than Thor's lightning. I promise you that. He is too cute to be taken by a meanie!

If anyone can make this fanfiction, I will praise your name.

Tony: Really, Steve?

Steve: *Holding Tony close* Mine

Tony: I know but I need you to let go now, please?

Steve:*Hugs tighter* No, mine.

Tony: Steve, I love you but- Ehh! *Trying to push away*

Steve: *Not even budging* Mine

Tony: Ehh!

Steve: Mine

Tony: Ehh!!

Steve:*Kisses Tony* Mine

Tony: *Flustered* God damnit...

Tony: *Hides his face* Love you too, Steve.

Steve:*Happy noises*

Bonus~~~

Clint:*Flirts with Tony*

Tony:*blushing but flirting back*

Steve:*Walks behind Clint* Clint

Clint:*Freezes in terror*

Steve: If you don't back away from my boyfriend, you'll wish you could die by your neck snapping in two.

Clint:*Pale white* Yep I'll just be e-else where, later! *Fucking booking it out*

Tony:*Embarrassed and slightly terrified* Steve was that really necessary? It was just Clint being Clint.

Steve: * Growls* No it wasn't. He was flirting with you Tony!

Tony: *Sighs* Me and Clint always flirt with each other, we kinda have a bromance thing...

Steve:...So he's ours then?

Tony:...

Tony:*Yells* Clint get back here! Me and Steve want trash panda cuddles!

If anyone wants to, please feel free to make this a fanfiction! I would read that story with glee!!!

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(Tony has been injured, taking a bullet for Clint. It thankfully didn't hit any dangerous areas, but it did come close to the Arc Reactor- startling his team badly. Clint can't help but puppy guard him for a while, unable to stop seeing tony falling to the floor bleeding. Steve can't help but follow Tony around as much as possible- to afraid of losing him, especially before confessing his feelings for the genius.)

Tony: *On the couch, irritated* Do I have to lay here?

Clint: *Sitting on the floor in front of Tony* Yep, you just stay there and let Steve cuddle you! Please, for us? *Gives the puppy eyes look, the one people feel to guilty to say no to*

Tony: ...Fine.

Steve: *embarrassed and flustered* I'm sorry Tony, I just... j-just...

(Steve struggles to find the words he needs. In the end he can only bury his face back into Tony hair, nuzzling his entire form even closer to Tony's body somehow.)

Steve: I can't say it right now Tony, but believe me when I say I can't stand to see you hurt again like that. I hate when you're hurt at all.

Tony: *Confused, oblivious, and concerned* Alright Cap, you can hold me as long as you want. Take your time on whatever you have to say too, I can wait. *Glances at Clint* you can stay too, you know? As long as you desire, Birdbrain... Want to hold my hand?

(Tony offers Clint his hand, which he happily takes. Steve is happy too, grateful that Tony was understanding. Then the other Avengers decided to join them, setting themselves around Tony.)

Tony: *Sighs* Well it's now a party in here, can I at least have a drink?

Natasha: *Hands over a glass of chocolate milk*

Tony: *Deadpan stare* ...Thanks. Also, why?

Hulk: No bad drink today, only safe ones. *Gently pats Tony's head*

Steve: Hulk is right, you shouldn't drink right now Tony. You're one some strong medicine and being drunk isn't going to help you heal anyway.

(Tony pouts, but settles as he drinks the chocolate. Thor comes over with snacks for Tony, things that won't be too hard on his stomach. The medication is making him feel great, but he doesn't feel hungry much.)

Thor: Eat SHIELD brother! You need your strength to recover your wounds! Steve would be saddened if you had to stay down much longer.

(Tony's attention was caught on what Thor said.)

Tony: Why would- Steve, why would you be sad if I'm benched for awhile anyway, besides me being an important part of the team?

Steve: *Blushing, he mumbles his words.*

Tony: Could you say that again? I didn't hear you, and I don't have super hearing like you do.

Steve: *Blushing red now, blurts out his answer.* I-I love you!

(Five whole, silent, seconds pass by.)

Tony: *Blushes* I like you too, Steve.

Steve: *Bolts up, staring at Tony's face* Really!?

Tony: *Hiding his face in his hands* Yeah...

Clint: Do you love me, Tony? *Teasing*

Tony: *Blushing harder* Y-Yeah.

(Clint froze, staring at Tony with disbelief. A blush slowly making way on his face.)

Hulk: Little Tony like all of us?

Tony: *Gives a small squeak* Y-Yes, okay! I like all of you, each of you having traits that make you wonderful! *So red at this point*

Avengers: ...

( They bring Tony down off the couch, rearranging themselves so they could cuddle their precious genius.)

Avengers: *internally* No one shall take Tony from us. No one.

If anyone wants to write this as a fanfic you have complete permission, I only ask you link me the story so I can read it!

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Yes, this. This brings me joy, I like this!

If you ship Tony Stark and Clint Barton you’re legally obligated to call the ship Tony Hawk okay

This post is gonna get serious. I wanna talk about Tony's death in the MCU and how I was affect by it and my past.

Trigger warning: I'm gonna be talking about PTSD, death, depression, and overall a lot of heavy stuff. If this stuff bothers you, you should skip this post. I have plenty other posts that are more for humor or fanfiction.

Tony's death.

This rocked me to my core. I cried when he spoke his last words and how he ended his arc the way he did. I cried cause the character who brought me into the MCU had left it after all this time. I had cried for the character who had become so important to me, only to cry all over again when Steve decided to leave too. Both goodbyes that were from important parts of my Marvel experience were gone like that.

It was a perfect, tragic, ending for both characters. The pain and loss, to the end of their arcs showing how much they changed.

The thing is though, seeing Tony's death, and Steve's choice to leave, had me mentally and emotionally shut down the first time I watched those scenes. I had been lost unconsciously to the past, back to the moment that still haunts me today.

I have PTSD. And my trauma came from my grandfather passing away when I was four. It was traumatic, loud, messy, and lots of crying from my mother. The only person I had to call 'dad' was simply gone in mere seconds.

He past away in my mother's arms, and from the way my mom can remember he was also coughing blood. His lung cancer finally caught up to him.

When children are exposed to stimulation it is already so much for them, every experience being many things: an inconvenience being the end of the world, a new little fact being a huge joy, every experience is learning how the world is. But in terms of trauma? It's greater damage to the mind as a kid compared to an adult.

I had watched my grandfather pass away, got stuck in the loud chaos, and had been unable to process what just happened. I only knew that he wasn't coming back, and that answer only left me empty.

After this moment things changed a lot for me. It was made worst when my mother had to hospitalized for three days sometime after this event. This was another thing that had sent me into a deep form of hurt. I cried hard at my mother's disappearance. I thought I was being abandoned, left alone in a world I still can't understand today.

I had lost a parental figure in my life, thought I was being abandoned sometime later, and was unable to process anything. I only knew the facts, I couldn't do anything beyond that. Any emotions I should have been feeling wasn't there. I didn't feel anything. It was like I didn't know how anymore, I only could feel apathetic. Like I was shunning away the moment.

It was the start of my mental decline.

Tony became an important character for me as he was the hero who felt real, one I could find myself in the same sort of spot with regarding pain.

Every time I see a character I've grown so attached to die, I remember the first time it ever happened. Then I dissociate to cope with the trauma, emotions disappearing into numbness, and I can't watch anymore.

The pain of watching real tragic deaths or of fiction that I've come so attached to, it sends me into a twisted mess. It also happens with goodbyes. Seeing someone or something for the last time, never seeing them again, also sends me back. The feelings of loss and abandonment causing me to push things or people away.

When Tony died on screen I had been left numb, I had left the theater wanting nothing more than to curled up in a ball on my bed and sleep. Forgetting about the moment I watched him die.

I wouldn't get to fully process my trauma till this year. I wouldn't get to the moment of processing till now.

Tony's death, Steve leaving, and the pain left behind was too much for me to handle. Now though I can say that it was tragic but also a beautiful end to their respective arcs. I can't watch certain parts of the movies again for reasons, but I'm able to watch the movies again as I'm now moving forward. I can watch knowing that this time I can finally watch the series and accept each goodbye that happens. I can allow myself to process the emotions I feel freely, letting them come and simply be.

I write this post as a form of my own little therapy. A way of sharing my story to those who might need it and those who need to hear this:

You are not alone in your grief. You are not alone in your pain. Pain comes to everyone and it varies on the person how they respond to that pain. Depression, anxiety, PTSD, these are common disabilities that are found in a large percentage of people. I used to think nobody would understand, but overtime I realized that pain is universal.

When I began to heal I learned that it's okay to be vulnerable, to be weak. To allow yourself the chance to express the emotions held inside out. Feeling those emotions freely is what helped me move forward, but it may be different for you.

What Marvel has helped me to do is learn that it's okay to be human. We are a mess, but we learn together how to be better. Not everyone is nice, not everyone is mean. We are simply people. As we heal from trauma we see those around us differently, unable to go back to the mindset in the past. We can also see those who have similar mindsets to are own.

In conclusion: Tony's death hurt me and pushed hard at an old scar. The pain came and I allowed it to be. I learned to move forward, and learned from Marvel that all you can do is move forward. Tony's death had left the universe safe, Steve leaves behind a legacy and passed down his shield to Falcon. And I learn to come to terms of what happened years ago now.

I wanted to share this in hopes of those who need it see it. And I hope maybe that you, the person reading, have taken something from this post. A person who understands or possibly a new perspective on something.

I hope that you remember that you deserve to be loved, that you are not alone in pain or grief, and that you are amazing.

PRIDE MONTH IS HERE!!!!!!!!!

I haven't been on Tumblr often enough due to life problems, but now that I am back let's celebrate our pride!!!!

#Trigender&Gay

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