Makes Me Wanna Fuck The Whole World In A Good Way.
Three things that are amazing today:
citruses is my new fucking hero because she genderswapped Good Omens and you all need to go look at it right now. JUST FOR WHO SHE CHOSE FOR DEATH. <333
I fucking love sutlers, you guys, for reals. She wrote Darcy/Clint, and it is hilarious.
"So how was it?" Jane asked. Darcy shrugged.
"All right."
"All right?"
"It was pretty fun." Jane looked disappointed, probably by the lack of salacious details. Instead of his initials, Clint ended up painting a smiley face on Darcy's back; that, along with the dinner conversation, cemented her impression of him as one of the bigger superhero assholes she'd met so far-not quite as relentlessly endearing as Steve but slightly less douchey than Tony. It had been mitigated by the pink paint he hadn't quite managed to rinse out of his hair and the information that he'd been a carnie in Iowa before he got snatched up by SHIELD's black ops programs:
"I bet that unwashed Midwestern charm went over well with the ladies."
He shrugged. "Hello, I'm Special Agent Barton worked better. What about you, astrophysics?"
"I have three-fourths of a poli sci degree and the only reason I'm here is because I once wrote a paper about the uncritical treatment of socialist economic policy in the original Star Trek." His fork paused on the way to his mouth and she raised her eyebrows.
He'd been easy to talk to. It had been ... fun.
Just Temporary, Ma'am. Go read it and tell her she has to write everything in alllll the fandoms.
all of you guys. I love you guys.
"So how was it?" Jane asked. Darcy shrugged.
"All right."
"All right?"
"It was pretty fun." Jane looked disappointed, probably by the lack of salacious details. Instead of his initials, Clint ended up painting a smiley face on Darcy's back; that, along with the dinner conversation, cemented her impression of him as one of the bigger superhero assholes she'd met so far-not quite as relentlessly endearing as Steve but slightly less douchey than Tony. It had been mitigated by the pink paint he hadn't quite managed to rinse out of his hair and the information that he'd been a carnie in Iowa before he got snatched up by SHIELD's black ops programs:
"I bet that unwashed Midwestern charm went over well with the ladies."
He shrugged. "Hello, I'm Special Agent Barton worked better. What about you, astrophysics?"
"I have three-fourths of a poli sci degree and the only reason I'm here is because I once wrote a paper about the uncritical treatment of socialist economic policy in the original Star Trek." His fork paused on the way to his mouth and she raised her eyebrows.
He'd been easy to talk to. It had been ... fun.
Just Temporary, Ma'am. Go read it and tell her she has to write everything in alllll the fandoms.