BROTHERS AU (8/10) → on a mission together
"I know it’s because you don’t know how to tie a butterfly," James muttered under his breath as he left the kitchen.
Avengers/Hunger Games AU ; Project PANEM Part I
"What’s Project PANEM?"
"A failed mission to extract technological information from an alternate universe. One of our agents, code name Mockingjay, was sent in as an undercover agent. She got in too deep, got too close to the people there, the political environment got unstable. We tried to extract her, but she refused."
MENTALIST meets AVENGERS ☼ We all know that Clint Barton came from a circus, and that so did Patrick Jane. What we didn’t know, is that it was the same circus. And, when Clint comes to Jane to ask him if he can contact Coulson’s spirit, Jane has to disappoint his old carnie friend… (special thanks to imsfire).
CHRISTIIIINE you are an AU machine!
also augh sadness because Clint would totally be the guy to exhaust literally ALL the possibilities in trying to get Coulson back
tawghasa asked for Clint fishing the Samulet (from SPN) out of the trash and keeping it. So…
Clint was pretty sure this was punishment, though he couldn’t think what might’ve gotten him on Fury’s shit list this time. His legs were sore from crouching all night on the world’s most boring stakeout, he’d spent a full hour listening to Coulson painstakingly eating an egg salad sandwich over the comm line, and now SHIELD was putting them up in the world’s shadiest motel - and not even in separate rooms.
"Dibs on first shower," Coulson said the minute they were inside, and Clint didn’t even have the energy to point out that he was the one who’d been crouching all night in cold mud, hello.
Instead, he dropped his duffel on the foot of the bed by the door and squinted at the headboard. “Does that look like blood to you?”
Coulson surveyed what was left of the stain as he peeled off his coat. “Yeah. Spatter pattern indicates a close-range chest shot. Can I borrow your shampoo?”
Clint sighed and tossed him the bottle. Great. Somebody got murdered in his bed, and all his handler cared about was the tingly feeling of a dandruff-free scalp. He was probably gonna use up the hot water, too.
As the bathroom door closed, Clint slumped onto the edge of his bed and started peeling off his boots. He was stripping away wet socks from his feet when something else caught his eye: a glint of metal in the trash bin near his bed. What kind of housekeeping service cleaned up the blood but left the trash unemptied? Leaning over, he fished the thing out.
It was a metal pendant on a leather necklace - a little bronze face with weird protrusions and horns. Clint inspected it, wondering if the last occupants of the room had thrown it away because it was so goddamn ugly or what. Actually, it was almost endearingly ugly. It was sort of the pug of jewelry. He snickered, dropping it around his neck.
"What are you wearing?" Coulson said when he got out of the shower.
"I dunno," Clint told him. "I found it in the trash."
"Of course you did," Coulson said. "Put it back. It’s against dress code, anyway."
Oh, it was, was it? Clint reclined on his bed, examining the pendant between his fingers. “I think it looks kind of fetching.”
Coulson gave him an extremely disapproving frown, and right then, Clint decided he’d keep the ugly thing. He wore it every chance he could when he was on assignment with Coulson, and it did a fine job of annoying him while at the same time being an unreportable level of disobedience. After a while, Clint got used to the small weight around his neck and started tucking it under his collar and wearing it everywhere.
He only stopped because the damn pendant started burning every time he stepped into Fury’s office, and he didn’t want to do the paperwork for bringing a magical object into SHIELD HQ. Years later, it still lived in a shoebox in the top of his closet, along with letters from exes and photos from his intern days.
For nemithine, who wanted a crack crossover with Pacific Rim, where the Kaiju want to meet their other parent, ie. Loki
You are an epic goddess, you hear me? And the triplets? Or were they born sequentially? Are so gosh darn adorable darlings.
Natasha and Steve. The gifs ARE PERFECT YOU HEAR ME!?
Holy mother of all crossovers. I NEED THIS LIKE AIR. BECAUSE JACK WOULD STILL BE THERE. AFLODKJF AL;SDKJF;DIFJA;OEIFN
SOMEONE FINALLY DID IT
BUT I NEED MORE.
OH MY GOD THIS IS BEYOND PERFECT
SOMEONE WRITE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM REUNITING PLEASE I WILL GIVE YOU MY FIRSTBORN CHILD
THIS THIS THIS ^^^
One does not simply ruin this man’s lunch.
[CSI:NY “The Fall” - from the moment I first saw this, I couldn’t help imagining CSI as some sub-division of S.H.I.E.L.D. The things Coulson has to put up with in between hunting alien tech and mysterious phenomena.]
Here’s the set from the 1991 Law&Order episode “Life Choice”