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It was just a freak accident, he was told, but it didn't look that way to Phil. The way Clint looked, pale with wires and tubes and machines that beeped ominously at him screamed 'planned attack' more than freak accident. At least Clint was alive, Phil counted that as a blessing; he also counted Clint being awake one. Hell, he'd even count Clint refusing to keep the oxygen mask on as one, because it just showed that Clint was still Clint in all his lovable, stubborn glory. Tony being there was a surprise, but Phil had been told the two had grown close since Tony offered Clint a place to stay. Tony himself had a couple of bruises on his fa

Title: Under Emerald Depths Summary: His fascination came from the feeling of not belonging. Underwater, he was given everything. So why was it he sought the items from the human land? / Loneliness wasn't a sentiment he would allow himself; instead he delved into his mind's works and kept others at bay with sarcasm. After all, there was nothing he couldn't buy, and if there was, he would invent it. Rated: M (16 or older, I suppose) Pairings: Tony Stark & Loki Laufeyson/Odinson (merman) Chapter One: Shipwreck There he was again, sitting on that same moss covered boulder, a little behind all of the other hard and imposing stoned structures

 Clint watched from behind the bar as Bucky, James, glided through the crowd, his arm around Natasha's slender waist. It wade the blonds blood run cold. This was why he was sitting alone at the bar, drinking enough to make Stark sick right now, just wishing a some random villain would come along and crash this shitty party or at least give him a reason to be else where. Watching this was breaking the heart that he didn't want to believe he had. It wasn't Natasha's fault, she probably didn't even know that her boyfriend would fuck her best friend every chance he had, would hold Clint close and whisper sweet nothings in his ear whenever he ha