#avengingxarcher

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Closed RP // avengingxarcher

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Cillian had no idea what to do for Clint’s birthday, but he knew that he should do something. Clint was the nicest person he had met since SHIELD had taken him in and he couldn’t let that go.

The two were out for lunch and reaching into a pocket Cillian handed Clint the gift he had gotten only the night before. “For your birthday.” He says with a smile. “Hope you like it.”

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Closed RP // avengingxarcher

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Velahari wasn’t that good at making cakes, but she tried. A small little cake chocolate of course that was waiting for him on the counter. Leaning on the sink she smiled as he walked out of his bedroom. Handing him a cup of coffee she gestured to the cake. “Happy Birthday Clint.”

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'My muse hasn't slept in days' "Umm," Clint hesitated, unsure how to broach the topic. "Amelia, I know I'm all for caffeine and I love coffee as much as the next agent, but do you think you should stop eating the instant coffee from the jar? I mean, this is like your 4th, sorry, 5th spoonful. Do you wanna stop maybe?"

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“It’s not coffee,” Amelia mumbled before she finished chewing and swallowing. “It’s cookie crumbs.” With a slight pout, she capped the cannister and put it on the counter before hugging herself. “…I can’t sleep. And then I’m just craving sugar, and I keep getting sick… I barely made it to the bathroom yesterday.” Granted, Amelia was nervous and anxious about the Avengers’ annual performance report, she did every year, but this was different. She looked to her husband. “I don’t know what’s going on…” she whined. She looked awful; bags under her eyes, looking paler than normal, her curly hair unruly, wearing one of Clint’s old shirts and a pair of leggings.

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Chapter Three

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Clint strolled into the coffee shop on the corner, eyes sweeping the customers for a woman sitting on her own with a book. He approached her, still looking around for other spies. "Good book?" He asked, nochalently dropping the code phrase. "I hear the 3rd chapter is the best..." he waited for the return code.

Amelia glanced up from her book at the blond that suddenly sat down across from her. She let out a small chuckle, her eyes twinkling with laughter behind her reading glasses. "Why? Because that's when she discovers he's Prince Charming?" she mused, thinking he was referring to the song from 'Beauty and the Beast'.

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Father’s Day trip

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Since Clint’s birthday was always close to Father’s Day, Amelia and her other half decided to take their first family trip to celebrate both his birthday and Father’s Day. They packed up the kids and Lucky and set off for a pet-friendly hotel with adjoining rooms for five days of fun at the beach.

Amelia and Clint were snuggled up together in bed, with Lucky in the other room with Joshua and Rosie to keep watch. Oh, it was nice, especially being able to sleep--

“Daddy! Mama! Come on! The sun’s out! It’s time to go to the beach!” Joshua excitedly exclaimed with a couple of barks from Lucky for good measure.

Amelia groaned and glanced at the clock. It was 7:30 A.M. Well, so much for being able to sleep in...

She yawned then nuzzled his chest. “...How is it we wound up with a couple of morning people for kids?...” she mumbled before Joshua began knocking on the door earnestly. Well, it looked like they weren’t going to get any sleep, might as well get up and deal with the children. She sat up with another groan, stretching, then remembered today was Sunday. She leaned down and kissed his forehead. “Happy Father’s Day, darling.”

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Vali was living a new life, she had attempted to move on from the events that had trapped her in an endless cycle of self hatred for more years than she could remember. Yet somehow she always found herself unable to avoid it. Like now, she was currently stuck in a room with one of her uncle’s friends because SHIELD was trying to figure out if she was a threat. “So... How is Thor?”

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Look alikes (avengingxarcher)

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To see him again made Gretel questioning if she had finally gone off the deep end, so many years of grief and mourning it felt like she had only just accepted that she probably was never going to see her brother again because of this witches curse and now she was staring him in the face again.

How many hundreds of years had passed sense she had lost him? How had this happened? Gretel had to remind herself that this wasn't him though. This was someone else because to have him back wasn't possible, said the immortal to herself.

It had thrown her for such a loop she had nearly forgotten that she was hunting a witch that had been kidnapping children again, almost.

When she was slammed to the ground it brought back the brutal reminder of what happened to be doing as the ugly hag tried to stand her with a jagged stone knife only for Gretel to beat her to it shoving a blade into her chest and kicking her off as she got up and took her gun finishing the job quickly

"must have been a big problem of it drew someone else's attention" Gretel mused trying to play it cool and joke about this as if she wasn't staring down an exact look alike of her brother

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@avengingxarcher: Lucky with Joshua and Rosie