FIC: Wild Dedication (for hermionerd) - PG-13

[cybermathwitch]

Title: Wild Dedication
Author: _samalander
A Gift For: hermionerd
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Irresponsible behavior?
Pairings: Clint/Natasha, past Natasha/Bucky
Summary/Prompt Used: Outsider perspective(s) (another Avenger or S.H.I.E.L.D. agent) at various points in their relationship--first meeting, early days, friendship, get together, etc.
Authors Notes: The working

Comments

[hermionerd]

Oh my god, mystery author, this is amazing. I love five things fic, I love what you did with the prompt, and I love the characters you chose for the outsider perspectives. I'm going to quote some stuff back at you because I just love it so much.

Maria had been leading orientations and training after being injured on a mission; it was a three-month desk rotation that made her vaguely homicidal when Barton slunk in to her classroom on his first day, five minutes late and looking like hell, his uniform shedding threads where he had removed the sleeves.

MARIA. CLINT. FEELINGS. And he sings in the shower, oh, perfect.

Still, he wasn't close to anyone. He was cool and professional when he needed (or wanted) to be, he still took to bedding whichever agent took his fancy, gender be damned, but overall, Clint Barton was a loner, an outlier. Maria worried, at times, that he was liable to defect, if he didn't bond to someone sooner or later.

ls;fjl;kadsjf perfect bit of characterization, because Clint IS such a loner, and so is Natasha, and I love that about their dynamic, and also bi!Clint YES.

Barton had found an anchor, someone to keep him grounded and sane, and brought her back under the guise of making an executive decision.

Oh no, I've been spending too much time in Teen Wolf fandom, because the anchor bit just gets me.

"You've only been here a few months," Phil said to Romanoff's stoic face, "so let me make this clear. This idiot is your partner, not your prey. You can spar with each other, but if either of you ever bleeds on my floor again, I will have you cleaning the retroreflection panels on the Helicarrier for the next year." He sneered at Barton. "You should know we don't bother to land it for that little chore."

Perfect, spectacular Coulson.

(Then again, Harris had never seen them with anyone else, so there was some credence to Wu's theory that they simply didn't know anyone else.)

Oh my god, these two. These two.

He couldn't even quantify what it was; the angle of her shoulders, the turn of her lips, the way she leaned into Hill's touch, but whatever had given her away, Harris knew something, now, something that Romanoff hadn't wanted to share.

MY HEART. Sorry these comments have gotten progressively less coherent, I just. THIS IS ALL SO GOOD AND SO CLOSE TO MY HEADCANON, and I love each and every one of the OC agents you've created here in passing mentions.

It seemed wrong to him that a death met in battle would be seen as an occasion for solemnity, but his friends donned black and spoke in soft voices, so he saved his questions for later, remembering the laughter and color of Loki's sjaund in stark contrast to Coulson's farewell.

Thoooor, baby. This is such a perfect, understated piece of Thor introspection, and the reference to Loki...oh man, this is just so great.

"One, they're both hot," Tony offered. "Two, they're always wrestling and fighting and they're both hot. Three, they share a bed. Also, hotness."

Tony understands me on a very deep level.

"They are neither friends nor lovers, and yet they are both," Thor offered, because it was as simple as that.

Can you just be in charge of writing Thor in everything from now on? (Also love the discussion of Sif and Jane.)

But for the record, and out of Tony's earshot, Thor was relatively sure he was right.

I love you.

(continuing in another comment because I have more to say!)