the continuing saga of me; fic requests

[kellifer]

-> I have slightly inconvenient luck. I can't call it BAD luck because there's never real DOOM, it's just that I can't really get anything done without some minor stumbling block that other people would have just happen. Y'know, stuff like breaking my arm on my first overseas holiday (slightly inconvenient because it could have been worse - could have been a leg, could've lost my luggage/passport/tickets, the hospital I went to was nice and quick and everything was fine). Or, buying a car and just a whole bunch of little things go wrong (on the dealer's side, a whole bunch of little mess ups) - I ultimately get the car but instead of being happy and excited I'm left annoyed. Urgh.

-> I haven't done a fic request thingy in a while and to prepare for that crazy kamikaze fix remix challenge I'm thinking about:

I'll attempt requests for prequels, time stamps, missing scenes, alternate POVs based on any fic I've already written. My master lists (ugh, not up to date sorry) are on my userinfo. Alternatively for Avengers everything is on my AO3.

I make no guarentees I'll do every request because I might (squirrel!!!) get distracted by something else knowing me but I'll do as many as I can. (Of course, there may be the resounding sound of crickets so might not be an issue... hee!).

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[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

They are very, very drunk.

To be fair, Tony thinks they have a reasonable excuse. They're both trying to drown their respective unrequited crushes who just happen to be requiting on each other, but Tony doesn't really remember when they made it to the top of Stark Tower and he really should.

He knows Clint's pretty good at perching on things but he's swaying a little too much to make Tony comfortable with him just hanging over the side of the building like that.

"C'mon back to the safer portion of the roof. Say, the middle," Tony says, grabbing a fistful of the back of Clint's shirt to tug him away from the edge. Clint lets himself be urged backwards, only because Tony's currently holding the vodka.

"Why'd he have to be all... and she was like... blergh!" Clint manages to grumble. Most men will mime a golf swing but Clint pulls back his arm like he's shooting a bow, probably envisioning Steve somewhere in front of him.

"We can be the bigger men, happy for them and crap," Tony says, then pulls a face. "Nah, scratch that. Let's just glare at them."

"Glaring sounds like an excellent plan," Clint says, goes to sit and lands unceremoniously on his ass, giggling. "Maybe I can make Steve combust if I glare hard enough."

"Hey now, no combusting him," Tony scolds.

"I know, you like him tooooo," Clint laments. "Everyone likes him."

"Obviously you don't."

"Because he snagged Meeting Girl from under my nose. Missed her by that much." Clint pushes his thumb and index finger together till there's only an inch of space between the pads. "According to the sign out sheet he's at her apartment now, over night."

"Gah, don't tell me that," Tony says, grimacing. It's one thing to know that Steve and Darcy are courting or whatever the hell it is Steve would do with a woman, being as ancient as he is, but it's quite another to hear that Steve's apparently caught up to the modern times which includes the naughty kind of sleepovers.

"I think there's something in this vodka that's making me drunk," Clint says, staring blearily at the bottle that's now in his hand.

"It's called vodka," Tony says, dropping down beside Clint and snagging the bottle. Clint slides backwards until he's a sprawled star, looking up at the darkened sky.

"This sucks."

"Yeah buddy, it certainly does."

[shineyma.livejournal.com]

dkjsadakjf THAT WAS AWESOME! This is exactly what I wanted! With Clint and Tony drunkenly commiserating (more drunk on Clint's part, naturally), and Clint acting like he was pulling back a bow, and Clint making Tony nervous by hanging too close to the edge, and Tony considering and immediately rejecting the high road...

And "I think there's something in this vodka that's making me drunk" wins all of the awards. ALL OF THEM.

Thank you! <3

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

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