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Marvel Prompt!

Prompt: "I just got you back, I'm not letting go.*

MCU/AA/EMH

Three sets of brothers are pulled into a maze like palace, the inhabitants seeking to devour them for their power.

The gods of thunder are fused together, as are the gods of chaos. They must find a way out of there. They end up being separated, both of them learning about the place and its dangers in the process. The Loki's learn that there is a choice system that effects their fate and are given a choice:

'You live and escape. Your sibling dies permanently.'

Or

'Your sibling lives and escapes. You die permanently.'

The Loki's chosen answer is to let Thor live.

All Thor's reject this choice and break the system and the realm, unfusing and dragging their brother back to their own world- barely escaping death.

Thor is pissed at Loki's choice, lecturing him before screaming: 'I just got you back, Loki! I wasn't going to leave without you, not again. I am not letting you leave me again, damnit. Not again...'

Thor then holds his brother tightly.

Marvel Prompt! (⁠･⁠–⁠･⁠)⁠ ⁠\⁠(⁠･⁠◡⁠･⁠)⁠/

(At the sanctum, Stephen is learning a new spell. While quietly reading, Cloak happens to float into the room- silent as always- and spots its sorcerer)

Stephen: *reading*

Cloak: *floats over*

Stephen: ...

Cloak: ...

(The Cloak wraps Stephen up into a hug, pinning at least one arm to his side. It wraps on tight and refuses to let go. Stephen had yelped the moment Cloak did it, a manly yelp mind you, and tried to escape.)

Stephen: *shaken* Damnit, I thought I told you to stop sneaking up on me- Can you let go!?

Cloak: *Ignores him and hugs tighter*

Cloak: (Mine.)

Stephen: *Struggling* Why are you this way!?

Cloak: *Picks up Stephen*

(Stephen protests being carried away, trying with everything thing he could to unwrap the pesky Cloak. He was running out of steam quickly, however, his hand becoming sore from frantic pulling and struggles against his tight bounds.)

Cloak: (My sorcerer.)

Stephen: *Tired and panting* Why do you always do this on the rare days when it's peaceful!? I'm trying to be productive but no, a sentient cloak decided that it wants cuddles and attention. It takes priority. Can't you wait till tonight?

Cloak: (No.)

(Stephen doesn't receive any answer. He doesn't need to. This has happened enough times that he knows the drill at this point. He remembers the first time the Cloak kidnapped him for cuddles, how startled and spooked he was being trapped. How the past him was scared of what the hell was happening, why the Cloak was wrapped tightly around him, only to be told later that he was being cuddled. And apparently the first person the Cloak ever cuddled with.)

Stephen: Can you at least lessen your grip, please?

Cloak: (No.)

Stephen: ...yeah, I didn't think you would.

Cloak: (Mine. My sorcerer, friend. I'll protect you, for as long as I can. I love my sorcerer.)

(Settling into Stephen's bedroom at last, the Cloak lets Stephen rearrange himself into a more comfortable position. Then it wraps itself back around him more gentle, practically vibrating with joy at the closeness.)

Stephen: *amused* you really like to cuddle don't you?

Cloak: (Yes!)

Stephen: I guess I can take a break, maybe a nap too.

Cloak: (I'll protect you! Rest and relax.)

(Stephen smiles, fondness and gratitude filling his heart at the cloak's excitement. Laying back to sleep for a while, he can't help but think of one last thing: I have the best Cloak ever.)

Cloak: ( My adorable sorcerer.)

If anyone makes this a fanfiction I'll love you forever!!! This was something adorable I had in my brain for a while, and now I'm sharing it with you guys, gals, and thems!

I'm binging Ironhawk today, if it isn't obvious, and I found this treasure.

by @fireflameeeee

Another marvel prompt, let's go!

Prompt: Bruce has agreed to go to a small party/gala of fellow scientists and medical professionals gathering to talk about their respective fields of work. As he heads to grab a drink, thankful of tony for having nonalcoholic options available here, he noticed Tony at the bar. He's chatting with someone unfamiliar, laughing and joking, then takes a sip of his drink. A drink that the man had spike, a second ago when Tony took his eyes of him for a mer moment.

Bruce is tense now, realizing that Tony has been drugged. He could see tony becoming more sluggish. With calm and casual movement, he tries to send an sos text to Steve or Natasha (Your choice) before walking over to them.

Able to talk the man into taking Tony home, he quickly tries to escape with Tony. Then Hydra bust down the doors. Now Bruce has to make a choice of letting the hulk out or waiting for back up.

I'll let you decide his choice, as well if you make this Platonic Science Bros or Science Boyfriends. But it must end with Bruce getting Tony safely home, not dead. Feel free to kill any of the gala people, Hydra goons, and or just really bruise and blood the precious boys. Also add as much angst as you please, team flash backs to torture or abuse of some kind- go goddamn wild, or just some really depressing insecurities. Anything goes except major character death. Have fun!

Does anyone else often create a fanfic in your mind and then realized it has been several hours later and you have been staring at a wall the entire time?

...just me?

Okay.

💜 Marvel Prompt ❤️

"Why can't you see you matter?"

(Clint walks along the hall, heading to a specific room, though his mind lost.)

Clint: *internally* How bad is it that Tony is hiding from us? What could knock him down that far, to push us away? I just want my friend back, man. I miss my buddy.

(Tony had been distant as of lately. Something had happened when he went to a meeting with some officials to discuss important business and affairs. He came back guarded, cautious, and overall just blocked up emotionally. He didn't say anything about the meeting with the officials, nor did he talk about what was wrong. It bothered everyone. It especially bothered Clint.)

Clint: *Stands in front of Tony's bedroom* Tony? Are you okay, I'm worried man...

(It was silent)

Clint: *Hesitant* ...Tony?

(It was silent)

Clint: *Knocks on the door* Tony, are you even in there?

(It was silent)

(Clint on his last nerve, ready to ask JARVIS where Tony is, tries the door handle. It was unlocked.)

Clint: *Surprised* ...huh. Well that's convenient.

(Walking inside Tony's room it was clear that he was in here, tablets with different projects were strewn about the place, Clint could also here something creaking. Following the noise had Clint find Tony in bed. He looked tired, in more ways than one.)

Clint: *Gently sits down* Tony... are you okay? You've been down since you came back and everyone is a mess about it. I am even worried. I want to make stuff with you again, have are banter and sarcasm back. I...

(Clint wanted Tony back. He wanted him happy again, full of life, creating and pushing technology to new limits. Clint wanted Tony to be okay. He wanted him back beside him again, not away and cold to him.)

Tony: *glances at Clint* ...I'm fine. Just having a rough patch, I'll be up and at again soon enough.

(Clint knew it was a lie.)

Clint: *Firmly* Tony, what is really the matter? Since you came back, something has been on your mind and eating away at you for the last few days. You are clearly not fine.

(Tony didn't say anything for a few moments. He looked as if he was thinking about his next few words or possibly about what he wanted to say about the problem.)

Tony: *Quietly* I... I was reminded of a bad time. During- He... I..

(Tony was struggling on his next words, but Clint was patient. He held Tony's hand unconsciously and gave a gentle squeeze.)

Tony: *little whine* I had been talking with a guy from the military, a sergeant I think? H-he, I was talking about something- maybe the issues they had containing some of the villains? The guy kinda started arguing with me... It ended with words that brought up bad memories, and stuff people used to tell me that I tried to forget about.

(Clint was calm for Tony the entire time. Inside he was burning, rabid with the need to seek justice for Tony. To hurt the man who hurt his precious treasure, his teams leader. Clint wanted to leave a statement to all who dare try again.)

Clint: *Calmly* Is that why you decided to hide away?

Tony: *Nods*

Clint: *sighs* Welp, that won't do Tony. You need space, I get it, but this is beyond healthy at this point. We are going to get some fresh air in the common room. Up we go!

(Clint picks up Tony bridal style, earning him a squeak from Tony.)

Tony: *embarrassed* I can walk, Clint!

Clint: *flirty* Yeah, but this way I can carry a beautiful and smart genius! Can't have you exsert yourself after the rough day you had. Let your loyal archer carry you! *Winks*

(Tony is blushing bright red by the time they reach the common room. Everyone is there and clearly waiting for the both of them. JARVIS must have call them all.)

Thor: *Happy and relieved* Tony! It is nice to see you out and about again.

Steve: *Concerned* It is nice to see you again, but are you alright?

Hulk: *grunts and walks over to pat Tony's head* Metal man no longer hiding away. Good.

Natasha: *smiles softly but remain quiet*

(Clint sits himself down on the couch, Tony being held hostage in his lap. No amount of squirming would get Clint to let go of him. Tony gave up after twenty seconds, accepting his fate and tucking his head into Clint's shoulder.)

Clint: *Content* Tony allowed me to bring his gorgeous butt out of his room, though it's up to Tony if he wants to tell you anything.

Tony: *Flustered* You can tell them Clint. Also I'm not all that...

Clint: Yes you are Tony, your personality and perfect adorable looks are why I fell in love with you.

(Clint froze at that, wishing his brain had a filter or at least common sense to think first before blurting things out. Tony blue screened at the confession. Clint quickly changed the subject to explain what had caused Tony to push away from them, growing angry again at the knowledge again. The team also looked furious. Natasha left the room. That sergeant most likely won't be the one okay soon enough. The others that remained gave Tony the comfort he clearly needed.)

(When Tony and Clint were left alone, the others leaving to grab snacks for movie time, Tony decided to ask the question he was desperate for an answer to.)

Tony: *whispering* Did you mean it?

Clint: *Hesitant and scared* Yeah, yeah I did mean it Tony. Everything about you is why I really like you. You matter to us, Tony. You matter so much to me...

(Without giving himself a chance to back out, Clint grabbed Tony's chin and made him look at him. Clint placed a soft kiss on Tony's lips. Pulling back Clint saw Tony looking at him in surprise, blushing different shades of red. Then Tony pressed a kiss to his cheek.)

Tony: I like you too. I didn't think anyone would like me like that, but I'm glad it's you.

Clint: *snorted* Well it isn't just me who loves you that way.

Tony: *jerks up* Wait what!?

Clint: N-Nothing!

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Tony: Really, Steve?

Steve: *Holding Tony close* Mine

Tony: I know but I need you to let go now, please?

Steve:*Hugs tighter* No, mine.

Tony: Steve, I love you but- Ehh! *Trying to push away*

Steve: *Not even budging* Mine

Tony: Ehh!

Steve: Mine

Tony: Ehh!!

Steve:*Kisses Tony* Mine

Tony: *Flustered* God damnit...

Tony: *Hides his face* Love you too, Steve.

Steve:*Happy noises*

Bonus~~~

Clint:*Flirts with Tony*

Tony:*blushing but flirting back*

Steve:*Walks behind Clint* Clint

Clint:*Freezes in terror*

Steve: If you don't back away from my boyfriend, you'll wish you could die by your neck snapping in two.

Clint:*Pale white* Yep I'll just be e-else where, later! *Fucking booking it out*

Tony:*Embarrassed and slightly terrified* Steve was that really necessary? It was just Clint being Clint.

Steve: * Growls* No it wasn't. He was flirting with you Tony!

Tony: *Sighs* Me and Clint always flirt with each other, we kinda have a bromance thing...

Steve:...So he's ours then?

Tony:...

Tony:*Yells* Clint get back here! Me and Steve want trash panda cuddles!

If anyone wants to, please feel free to make this a fanfiction! I would read that story with glee!!!

Marvel Prompt 😷🤕🤒

Welp, my family (including me) caught COVID. Not my mom though(hopefully). So to handle feeling like utter shit, I'ma make a prompt on my favorite characters felling like shit!

Prompt: Ironman and Hawkeye are in a battle with Hydra, being pushed into a corner away from the others. After being knocked out via emps and stun shots, Tony and Clint are kidnapped.

Later they wake up locked in separate cages. They find out there is a third cage. Inside is Loki, looking bad. Ragged breaths and appearing quite ill. Tony and Clint felt fear down their spins. Loki, nor Thor, couldn't get sick from human illness. What Loki was going through must have been Hydra's doing.

Then their cages started to fill with gas. Both men tried to hold their breath, knowing that it was probably the virus that infected Loki. They didn't last long. Each breath they took in was a burning sensation, already becoming harder to breathe at all. Fever, chills, pain in every muscle to a debilitating degree, it hit both Tony and Clint like a train full force.

Tony had it worse, his arc reactor already making it hard to gain air. He was clawing at his throat desperately. Clint was trying to stop coughing, each time failing. He could feel how his throat was already raw and dry.

Loki was curled up in a ball completely focused on himself, but was also trying to move closer to the glass. He was trying to reach Clint and Tony. To at least save them from this messed up fate.

Then a familiar roar echoed the facility, all the way to where the three were hidden. Hope burned within the group that they would potentially make it out of this alive, or at best receive justice.

Soon Natasha breached the room. Quickly scanning around before running to a terminal. She stops the cages gas chambers, quickly typing in something else. The virus gas was vacuumed out of the boxes and replaced with a new relief. Not a cure but more like an epidural. Tony barely escaped blacking out from chocking, sucking in oxygen deeply. Clint is panting, his throat in pain and so dry. And Loki? He was curled up on the floor of his cage, trying to calm down.

It didn't take long for the rest of the avengers to arrive, Thor sprinting towards his brother. The three soon find themselves in quarantine, Nick having sent a medical team to help them. Tony, Clint, and Loki were under monitor in case they had a declining health status.

The avengers waited by their side when they could, assuring them that they weren't going to leave them. They also made it clear that they were definitely in time out and would in fact be babied when they got home.

They didn't mind at all.

Marvel Prompt~~~

Tony and Clint are working in the same space, bouncing ideas of each other and making small talk.

Clint: *notices Tony slouching* You okay, man?

Tony: *jerking up straight* Yeah, yes I'm fine. Just deep in thought...

(Tony is lying. He nearly fell asleep and face planted on the desk.)

Clint:*knows Tony is lying* You tired or something?

Tony:*snorts* sleep is for the weak. *Focusing back on his work*

(Clint can see the bags under Tony's eyes, his body language screaming exhausted, and how his eyes slowly drifted before he forced himself to focus again.)

Clint:*moving to sit next to Tony* Then I am very weak, I kinda want a nap.

Tony:*takes a second to process what Clint said* then take one. No one is stopping you, Clint.

Clint:*puts a arm around Tony* yeah, but I want a buddy to cuddle! So can we...

(Tony couldn't stay awake anymore, his body finally giving in and falling asleep. Tony had fallen asleep and ended up resting against Clint, head on his shoulder.)

Clint:*starring at Tony's face*...*blushes hard* okay, this is fine...

Clint:*internally* Oh my god, why is he so cute! No one should be this cute, how is he this adorable! I just wanna keep him and protect him from everything... Maybe Nat wouldn't mind bringing Tony in. After all, he is a sweetheart.

(Clint's hand unconsciously moves to Tony's waist, rubbing little circles there. Tony sighs in his sleep, content and peaceful.)

Clint:*internally* Yep, I'm keeping him.

(Clint rests his head against Tony's)

???:Clint.

Clint:*eyes widen with panic* H-hey Steve!

Steve:*behind Clint stone faced, seething inside* What are you doing with Tony?

Clint:*Scared and wanting to live* we were working on different things, bouncing ideas off each other and I noticed Tony was tired. I did plan to take Tony to his room, after I tricked him into agreeing. But he feel asleep while I was trying. S-so here I am! I didn't want to move cause I wanted to let him sleep! Ya know?

(Clint is trying not to shake with fear, as not to wake Tony, but can't keep said fear out of his voice.)

Steve:*voice drops an octave* then why is your head on Tony's, Clint?

Clint:*pales* uh...

Steve:*frowns* I see...

(Steve separates the two, careful with Tony. Picking up the sleeping genius Steve walks out heading for his own room, as it's closer. He stops before he leaves, however.)

Steve: Clint?

Clint:*afraid* ...yeah?

Steve: Next time, just carry Tony to his room if he passes out like this. Understood?

Clint: Y-Yep! Understood loud and clear, captain! Carry the leader to his room, can do...

(Steve walks away. Clint finally lets out a shaky breath, the panic easing slightly. He stares longingly at the seat Tony had just been sitting, wanting him to come back and sit with him again.)

Clint:*internally* I swear Cap, you break his heart once, hurt him one time, me and Nat will take him faster than Thor's lightning. I promise you that. He is too cute to be taken by a meanie!

If anyone can make this fanfiction, I will praise your name.

Steve: *Walks in*

Steve:*Sees Tony sitting trapped in Clint's arms on the floor*

Tony: *Sees Steve* I went in for some cuddles and now he's got me and won't let me go!

Clint: *Holds Tony tighter* Mine.

Tony: I know but- *tries to escape*

Clint: Mine.

Tony: Ehh!

Clint:*Kisses Tony* MINE!

Tony:*becomes a blushy mess*

Steve: I see... Well don't forget to feed Tony, Clint!

Clint:*hugs Tony closer* Mine. My robin. MINE!

Tony: *Accepts his fate* yes Clint, all yours. *Kisses Clint's cheek*

Clint:*Happy bird noises*

If anyone can make this a true fanfiction, PLEASE DO!!!! I will sing you praises for DAYS if not YEARS to make this meme a master piece!