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crack_van Avengers Franchise breakdown today to start off that van. I also had my first rec all ready but the Marvel reccer from last month did a massive rec bomb yesterday and recced my first one, d'oh! Have to reshuffle.
-> I know of one charity fic I still owe, but does anyone else have anything owed to them? I kind of left it when I broke my wrist and now really need to get anything outstanding done. Don't be shy, if I owe you fic, let me know please!
->marvel_bang check in. I've got 11k on the HS/College Steve/Tony AU (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foxxcub maybe I'll actually finish this thing!) and 6k on the Clint/Coulson PKD story (that laria_gwyn being a complete and utter lovely dollface has looked over for me!). I might not be leaving these things till the last minute for once.
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"Look," Clint says, and now he's blushing. "Y'know Tony was just... he didn't really mean to-"
"No, it's... I don't care," Steve says, cutting off whatever justification Clint was going to offer for Tony's actions. He really doesn't want to hear it. "He's never going to change. He's always just going to be a caricature of himself."
Clint gives him a funny look, kind of shakes his head and frowns. "Look, I know he comes off a little..." Clint kind of spins his hand in the air and Steve rolls his eyes.
"It's really fine," Steve says. "It's... this was nice of you to... y'know."
"Oh, right," Clint says, goes back to shuffling his feet. "I just... I know it's hard, wanting someone and not thinking you have a hope in hell."
"What the fuck?" Steve blurts, suddenly hotly embarrassed. Clint knows and Steve is mortified. "Do I have it written on my forehead or something?"
"No," Clint says, chewing on his lip. "No one else knows," he hurries to add, guessing correctly about Steve's concern. "I just... I recognize the signs. I'm in the same boat myself."
"Oh, okay," Steve says slowly.
"Anyway, I just, I wanted you to know we're not all complete dicks," Clint says and suddenly he's back to the Clint Steve is used to seeing from a distance on the field. He's smiling and bouncing on his feet, looks all the world like they didn't just have a conversation about unrequited love and near misses with violent bullies.
crack_van Avengers Franchise breakdown today to start off that van. I also had my first rec all ready but the Marvel reccer from last month did a massive rec bomb yesterday and recced my first one, d'oh! Have to reshuffle.-> I know of one charity fic I still owe, but does anyone else have anything owed to them? I kind of left it when I broke my wrist and now really need to get anything outstanding done. Don't be shy, if I owe you fic, let me know please!
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marvel_bang check in. I've got 11k on the HS/College Steve/Tony AU (foxxcub maybe I'll actually finish this thing!) and 6k on the Clint/Coulson PKD story (that laria_gwyn being a complete and utter lovely dollface has looked over for me!). I might not be leaving these things till the last minute for once.---
"Look," Clint says, and now he's blushing. "Y'know Tony was just... he didn't really mean to-"
"No, it's... I don't care," Steve says, cutting off whatever justification Clint was going to offer for Tony's actions. He really doesn't want to hear it. "He's never going to change. He's always just going to be a caricature of himself."
Clint gives him a funny look, kind of shakes his head and frowns. "Look, I know he comes off a little..." Clint kind of spins his hand in the air and Steve rolls his eyes.
"It's really fine," Steve says. "It's... this was nice of you to... y'know."
"Oh, right," Clint says, goes back to shuffling his feet. "I just... I know it's hard, wanting someone and not thinking you have a hope in hell."
"What the fuck?" Steve blurts, suddenly hotly embarrassed. Clint knows and Steve is mortified. "Do I have it written on my forehead or something?"
"No," Clint says, chewing on his lip. "No one else knows," he hurries to add, guessing correctly about Steve's concern. "I just... I recognize the signs. I'm in the same boat myself."
"Oh, okay," Steve says slowly.
"Anyway, I just, I wanted you to know we're not all complete dicks," Clint says and suddenly he's back to the Clint Steve is used to seeing from a distance on the field. He's smiling and bouncing on his feet, looks all the world like they didn't just have a conversation about unrequited love and near misses with violent bullies.
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