Back in Black

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Looking over the side of the couch at the mortal on the floor, he raised an eyebrow.  Tony seemed to be one of the smartest humans he’d met yet, but still, he seemed to not be able to figure him out. 

Here was a self-proclaimed genius among mortals, wasting his time with someone that everyone else had tossed away like garbage they had no use for.  Overlooked by his father and outcast by his entire realm now, he wasn’t sure if he remembered what it felt like to be needed or cared about by someone.  Thor claimed to care and love him but he was his brother and Thor was too gentle hearted to ever claim hate against his own brother. 

But Tony SHOULD hate him and the fact that he didn’t baffled Loki, making his heart ache because he so desperately wanted to give in to the affection he was being offered.  But it came with too high of a price.  Hawkeye was still in the room, and Loki could compare him to Heimdall, always seeing everything, and he refused to let his weakness show through to anyone he could still consider an enemy.

Stumbling a bit as he slid off the couch, he grabbed the fabric of Tony’s shirt to tug him upright, pulling him off the ground and starting to take a few steps backwards towards the bedrooms.

“We should continue this conversation behind closed doors, away from prying eyes.”

Tony cracked a grin like a kid in a candy shop as he stumbled after Loki.

“Does that mean we’re gonna have sex?  Gonna have seeeeeeeeeeex time?”

Raising a surprised eyebrow, his eyes widened a bit at that.

“Actually, I was going to attempt to have a literal conversation.  But now it appears that i’m going to be holding you down with a pillow over your face until you fall asleep.”

“Shhhh nooooo i’ll suffocate.”

Yep, it was definite the mix of alcohol in him that was making him sway and wrap his arms around Loki and in that moment he had to accept that Loki really was a lot taller than him.  He felt like a little girl clinging to a crush with his arms up high to wrap around his neck and his face planted firmly in the middle of Loki’s chest.  He could hear Loki’s heartbeat.  He could FEEL it and that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside that he was actually this close to someone that he could feel them alive in his arms. 

The thought of Loki NOT being alive suddenly hit him and he hugged him tighter.

“Don’t leave me…”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Narrowing his eyes, he pulls out of his grasp and knocks Tony off the couch to the floor.

He hits the floor and lets out an “oof” and a laugh.

“Looooki don’t be angry.  I just want cuddle time.”

Maybe it’s the rum from last night and the whiskey from this morning but he laughs a little harder and if feels nice to be able to laugh and smile with someone again even if they were a slightly psychotic and violent sexy mischief god.  The psychotic and violent part would probably turn most people off and make them run for the hills but Tony loved it.  It was thrilling and exciting and behind the exterior that everyone else saw which WAS psychotic and violent Tony got to see a softer side of Loki that probably no one else but Thor got to see and that made Tony feel special like he’d just won an award.  Except better because he won awards all the time and didn’t give a shit about them but he really cared about THIS.

Looking over the side of the couch at the mortal on the floor, he raised an eyebrow.  Tony seemed to be one of the smartest humans he’d met yet, but still, he seemed to not be able to figure him out. 

Here was a self-proclaimed genius among mortals, wasting his time with someone that everyone else had tossed away like garbage they had no use for.  Overlooked by his father and outcast by his entire realm now, he wasn’t sure if he remembered what it felt like to be needed or cared about by someone.  Thor claimed to care and love him but he was his brother and Thor was too gentle hearted to ever claim hate against his own brother. 

But Tony SHOULD hate him and the fact that he didn’t baffled Loki, making his heart ache because he so desperately wanted to give in to the affection he was being offered.  But it came with too high of a price.  Hawkeye was still in the room, and Loki could compare him to Heimdall, always seeing everything, and he refused to let his weakness show through to anyone he could still consider an enemy.

Stumbling a bit as he slid off the couch, he grabbed the fabric of Tony’s shirt to tug him upright, pulling him off the ground and starting to take a few steps backwards towards the bedrooms.

“We should continue this conversation behind closed doors, away from prying eyes.”

Tony cracked a grin like a kid in a candy shop as he stumbled after Loki.

“Does that mean we’re gonna have sex?  Gonna have seeeeeeeeeeex time?”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Pulling back just enough to look at him, he smirks.

“Tony.  Don’t act naive, it doesn’t suit you well.  I don’t need my armor to defeat you.”

“Really?  Because last time you had your armor, a magic stick AND an alien army and you still-“

He cut himself off and wrapped his arms tightly around Loki.

“You know what, let’s just have cuddle time.  Let’s just have very quiet cuddle time.”

Narrowing his eyes, he pulls out of his grasp and knocks Tony off the couch to the floor.

He hits the floor and lets out an “oof” and a laugh.

“Looooki don’t be angry.  I just want cuddle time.”

Maybe it’s the rum from last night and the whiskey from this morning but he laughs a little harder and if feels nice to be able to laugh and smile with someone again even if they were a slightly psychotic and violent sexy mischief god.  The psychotic and violent part would probably turn most people off and make them run for the hills but Tony loved it.  It was thrilling and exciting and behind the exterior that everyone else saw which WAS psychotic and violent Tony got to see a softer side of Loki that probably no one else but Thor got to see and that made Tony feel special like he’d just won an award.  Except better because he won awards all the time and didn’t give a shit about them but he really cared about THIS.

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

“I know you would, but I’m thinking the latter may be more fun for me.”

Twisting in his arms to face him, he let the now empty wine bottle drop to the floor as he looked around for a new one, letting his head rest against Tony’s chest, feeling the edge of the arc reactor uncomfortably against his forehead and curling his legs onto the couch. 

Hearing the scrape of leather and metal against the couch fabric, he shifted into normal clothing, a golden glow covering him and fading away to leave him in black slacks and a white button up shirt that looked suspiciously just like something out of Tony’s closet instead of his armor. 

He opens his mouth to retort when he sees his clothes change and relaxes a little bit.

“I’m going to go out on a limb and hope that no battle armor means no battle and we’re going to go with kinky on the floor?”

Pulling back just enough to look at him, he smirks.

“Tony.  Don’t act naive, it doesn’t suit you well.  I don’t need my armor to defeat you.”

“Really?  Because last time you had your armor, a magic stick AND an alien army and you still-“

He cut himself off and wrapped his arms tightly around Loki.

“You know what, let’s just have cuddle time.  Let’s just have very quiet cuddle time.”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Tilting the wine bottle back against his lips again, he looks down at Tony’s arms, hesitating before relaxing against him and letting his eyes slide shut in a moment of peace.

“Ironic.  I could just as easily, how did you put it?  Kick your ass to the floor?  Quicker than whatever you are drinking if that’s what you truly want.”

“Are we talking a kinky thing or are we talking about a I might go to the hospital thing?  Because i’d prefer kinky.”

“I know you would, but I’m thinking the latter may be more fun for me.”

Twisting in his arms to face him, he let the now empty wine bottle drop to the floor as he looked around for a new one, letting his head rest against Tony’s chest, feeling the edge of the arc reactor uncomfortably against his forehead and curling his legs onto the couch. 

Hearing the scrape of leather and metal against the couch fabric, he shifted into normal clothing, a golden glow covering him and fading away to leave him in black slacks and a white button up shirt that looked suspiciously just like something out of Tony’s closet instead of his armor. 

He opens his mouth to retort when he sees his clothes change and relaxes a little bit.

“I’m going to go out on a limb and hope that no battle armor means no battle and we’re going to go with kinky on the floor?”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Glancing over, he snuck a peek at Tony’s puppy dog brown eyes and let out a sigh, deciding to trust the new bottle he was offering.  Lifting it to his lips, he took a much smaller sip this time, letting out a purr when Tony was right about it’s sweet taste and looking down at the bottle just long enough to read the label before taking a larger gulp.

“If you have this, why bother with the others?”

Carefully letting his eyes dart to the others, he figured neither Clint or the new boy would be much of a threat and he knew Thor wouldn’t attack him if he were to get drunk and let his guard down for a night.  Smirking, he took another long drink from the bottle, knowing it wouldn’t last too much longer before it was empty as he leaned against Tony to use him as a pillow.

It made Tony happy when Loki did little things like this because it seemed like he was comfortable.  And it felt normal and domestic and with his chaotic superhero genius lifestyle he still enjoyed feeling normal once in awhile since it wasn’t something he’d ever had the luxury of.  Plus it made him feel like it was less likly that Loki would run around trying to destroy everything again which made Tony feel braver about telling the rest of the team about their relationship and it gave him ground to stand on if he needed to argue that this wasn’t a bad thing.  It wasn’t.  Tony was happy and staying out of trouble.  Loki was happy and staying out of trouble.  Where’s the bad in that? 

He tilted his head to nuzzle Loki’s hair and wrap his arms around him.

“Because it’s weaker.  The stronger stuff might have a stronger taste but it kicks your ass to the floor a hell of a lot quicker.  Which is just the way I like it.”

Tilting the wine bottle back against his lips again, he looks down at Tony’s arms, hesitating before relaxing against him and letting his eyes slide shut in a moment of peace.

“Ironic.  I could just as easily, how did you put it?  Kick your ass to the floor?  Quicker than whatever you are drinking if that’s what you truly want.”

“Are we talking a kinky thing or are we talking about a I might go to the hospital thing?  Because i’d prefer kinky.”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

“You do realize most Asgardians drink more in a day than your human body can handle in a week, yes?”

Looking around the room, he didn’t see much of an alternative of anything to do other than pick up a bottle and drink, choosing one called Jagermeister merely because of the dark green tint of the bottle and the large-horned deer on the label.  Taking a large swig, he almost spit it straight back out, grimacing as he forced himself to swallow.

“And might I also add that Asgard has MUCH better taste.”

Tony laughs and grabs a bottle of wine to bring back and flops onto the couch again.

“Here, try wine.  It’s sweeter.  Like alcoholic candy.”

Glancing over, he snuck a peek at Tony’s puppy dog brown eyes and let out a sigh, deciding to trust the new bottle he was offering.  Lifting it to his lips, he took a much smaller sip this time, letting out a purr when Tony was right about it’s sweet taste and looking down at the bottle just long enough to read the label before taking a larger gulp.

“If you have this, why bother with the others?”

Carefully letting his eyes dart to the others, he figured neither Clint or the new boy would be much of a threat and he knew Thor wouldn’t attack him if he were to get drunk and let his guard down for a night.  Smirking, he took another long drink from the bottle, knowing it wouldn’t last too much longer before it was empty as he leaned against Tony to use him as a pillow.

It made Tony happy when Loki did little things like this because it seemed like he was comfortable.  And it felt normal and domestic and with his chaotic superhero genius lifestyle he still enjoyed feeling normal once in awhile since it wasn’t something he’d ever had the luxury of.  Plus it made him feel like it was less likly that Loki would run around trying to destroy everything again which made Tony feel braver about telling the rest of the team about their relationship and it gave him ground to stand on if he needed to argue that this wasn’t a bad thing.  It wasn’t.  Tony was happy and staying out of trouble.  Loki was happy and staying out of trouble.  Where’s the bad in that? 

He tilted his head to nuzzle Loki’s hair and wrap his arms around him.

“Because it’s weaker.  The stronger stuff might have a stronger taste but it kicks your ass to the floor a hell of a lot quicker.  Which is just the way I like it.”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

you-found-my-weakness:

Peter crawled along the flat out deck of the tower looking into the huge window the greeted him and soon as he stood straight “Fancy” he said stepping closer for inspection. 

“HEY.  WHY IS THE SPIDER KID ON MY PORCH?  I’d tell you kids to get off my lawn but you’d probably fall to your death and i’d get sued so why don’t you come inside?”

Clint growled at him.  ”Don’t let him touch my nest.”

He pored himself some more scotch and drank it all in one giant gulp.

“Your nest.  Your problem.” 

Tony grinned and took another large gulp of his own scotch to finish it off before deciding to switch to rum.  He always liked rum better.

After being rudely awakened by Thor lifting the couch, he rolled over towards the edge to stare at Tony and the others.

“Don’t tell me that you’re still drinking?  You must at least pretend to be sober at some point.”

Tony threw him a grin and a wink.

“Didn’t I mention that you’re dating an alcoholic now?  Get used to it and drink up.”

“You do realize most Asgardians drink more in a day than your human body can handle in a week, yes?”

Looking around the room, he didn’t see much of an alternative of anything to do other than pick up a bottle and drink, choosing one called Jagermeister merely because of the dark green tint of the bottle and the large-horned deer on the label.  Taking a large swig, he almost spit it straight back out, grimacing as he forced himself to swallow.

“And might I also add that Asgard has MUCH better taste.”

Tony laughs and grabs a bottle of wine to bring back and flops onto the couch again.

“Here, try wine.  It’s sweeter.  Like alcoholic candy.”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

you-found-my-weakness:

Peter crawled along the flat out deck of the tower looking into the huge window the greeted him and soon as he stood straight “Fancy” he said stepping closer for inspection. 

“HEY.  WHY IS THE SPIDER KID ON MY PORCH?  I’d tell you kids to get off my lawn but you’d probably fall to your death and i’d get sued so why don’t you come inside?”

Clint growled at him.  ”Don’t let him touch my nest.”

He pored himself some more scotch and drank it all in one giant gulp.

“Your nest.  Your problem.” 

Tony grinned and took another large gulp of his own scotch to finish it off before deciding to switch to rum.  He always liked rum better.

After being rudely awakened by Thor lifting the couch, he rolled over towards the edge to stare at Tony and the others.

“Don’t tell me that you’re still drinking?  You must at least pretend to be sober at some point.”

Tony threw him a grin and a wink.

“Didn’t I mention that you’re dating an alcoholic now?  Get used to it and drink up.”

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I’m strictly the ‘Bow and Arrow’ type.: tonymotherfuckinstark: you-found-my-weakness: Peter crawled along the…

tonymotherfuckinstark:

you-found-my-weakness:

Peter crawled along the flat out deck of the tower looking into the huge window the greeted him and soon as he stood straight “Fancy” he said stepping closer for inspection.

“HEY. WHY IS THE SPIDER KID ON MY PORCH? I’d tell you kids to…

“Oh how kind of you all, really, i feel so welcome” Peter breathed in looking around the huge tower as he stepped in.

“Just try to not break anything, ok?  Want a drink?  Wait, how old are you?  …Wait, who cares?  Want a drink?”

hawk-shot:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

you-found-my-weakness:

Peter crawled along the flat out deck of the tower looking into the huge window the greeted him and soon as he stood straight “Fancy” he said stepping closer for inspection. 

“HEY.  WHY IS THE SPIDER KID ON MY PORCH?  I’d tell you kids to get off my lawn but you’d probably fall to your death and i’d get sued so why don’t you come inside?”

Clint growled at him.  ”Don’t let him touch my nest.”

He pored himself some more scotch and drank it all in one giant gulp.

“Your nest.  Your problem.” 

Tony grinned and took another large gulp of his own scotch to finish it off before deciding to switch to rum.  He always liked rum better.

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Back in Black: pietro-maximoff-quicksilver: “That wasn’t funny the first time and…

tonymotherfuckinstark:

pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

“That wasn’t funny the first time and it’s not funny now either.” Pietro throws him a dirty look and goes back to seeing how much of a blanket he can steal from the nest before Clint notices.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s always going to be…

Peter crawled along the flat out deck of the tower looking into the huge window the greeted him and soon as he stood straight “Fancy” he said stepping closer for inspection. 

“HEY.  WHY IS THE SPIDER KID ON MY PORCH?  I’d tell you kids to get off my lawn but you’d probably fall to your death and i’d get sued so why don’t you come inside?”

pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

“That wasn’t funny the first time and it’s not funny now either.”  Pietro throws him a dirty look and goes back to seeing how much of a blanket he can steal from the nest before Clint notices.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.  It’s always going to be hilarious.  A real knee-slapper as Steve would say.”

He grins and takes a sip from his drink as he realizes he hasn’t seen either Steve or Coulson in awhile and wonders how they’re doing.  Also slightly suspicious considering the huge and obvious man-crush Coulson had on the Captain.  Tony might have to look into that later.

“…You’re kind of a dick.”

“I kind of don’t care.”

pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

“That wasn’t funny the first time and it’s not funny now either.”  Pietro throws him a dirty look and goes back to seeing how much of a blanket he can steal from the nest before Clint notices.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.  It’s always going to be hilarious.  A real knee-slapper as Steve would say.”

He grins and takes a sip from his drink as he realizes he hasn’t seen either Steve or Coulson in awhile and wonders how they’re doing.  Also slightly suspicious considering the huge and obvious man-crush Coulson had on the Captain.  Tony might have to look into that later.

hawk-shot:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

He tries to act like it’s not obvious that he’s got a chaotic god on him but at least it’s Clint and he already knows.  So Tony sits up as much as he can so that he can look around for the bottles of alcohol from the night before.

“Where’s the rum gone?  Did you take my rum?  Are you kids drinking?”

“No, and… no.  But I would like one.. can you go make me one?” 

He turned back around and laid back.

“No, but I can make MYSELF one.”

He carefully got up from under Loki as careful as he could to not disturb him and hopes Clint doesn’t put another arrow in him awhile his back is turned.  And it’s a good thing he’s Tony motherfuckin Stark and he’s got a huge and stocked bar right in the room.  He goes over to pour himself a large glass of scotch while smiling to himself because it’s the same drink he has while he was ‘threatening’ Loki during the whole alien invasion.

He frowned, and watched him leave. 

“You do know, I could tell anyone your little secret at anytime… and there’s someone in this room that doesn’t know so… how about that drink?”

“Actually, we decided to go ahead and tell everyone.  Better than the explosion that’ll happen when everyone finds out i’ve been hiding secrets from them, right?”

He hopes that’s true anyways and part of him can’t believe he’s actually taking advice from the god of lies even if said god currently looks like the god of adorable cuddles on the couch.  He glares at both Pietro and Clint as he pours himself another glass and gathers various bottles to carry them back over to the coffee table.  Once they’re spread out on the table he figures the others can help themselves and he won’t have to play barmaid or worry about having his drinks stolen again.

pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

hawk-shot:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

He tries to act like it’s not obvious that he’s got a chaotic god on him but at least it’s Clint and he already knows.  So Tony sits up as much as he can so that he can look around for the bottles of alcohol from the night before.

“Where’s the rum gone?  Did you take my rum?  Are you kids drinking?”

“No, and… no.  But I would like one.. can you go make me one?” 

He turned back around and laid back.

“No, but I can make MYSELF one.”

He carefully got up from under Loki as careful as he could to not disturb him and hopes Clint doesn’t put another arrow in him awhile his back is turned.  And it’s a good thing he’s Tony motherfuckin Stark and he’s got a huge and stocked bar right in the room.  He goes over to pour himself a large glass of scotch while smiling to himself because it’s the same drink he has while he was ‘threatening’ Loki during the whole alien invasion.

Pietro grins and zips over to steal Tony’s drink and zips back all in the blink of an eye.  He sets it down on the floor next to Clint’s nest as a peace offering for holding his quiver and bow hostage yesterday.

“HEY!  You know, i’m starting to think that throwing you out of an airplane isn’t such a bad idea you little shit!”

hawk-shot:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

He tries to act like it’s not obvious that he’s got a chaotic god on him but at least it’s Clint and he already knows.  So Tony sits up as much as he can so that he can look around for the bottles of alcohol from the night before.

“Where’s the rum gone?  Did you take my rum?  Are you kids drinking?”

“No, and… no.  But I would like one.. can you go make me one?” 

He turned back around and laid back.

“No, but I can make MYSELF one.”

He carefully got up from under Loki as careful as he could to not disturb him and hopes Clint doesn’t put another arrow in him awhile his back is turned.  And it’s a good thing he’s Tony motherfuckin Stark and he’s got a huge and stocked bar right in the room.  He goes over to pour himself a large glass of scotch while smiling to himself because it’s the same drink he has while he was ‘threatening’ Loki during the whole alien invasion.

hawk-shot:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

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Clint laughed again. “Yeah… to bad he might get an arrow to the knee…”

Tony wakes up on the couch to the sound of laughter and he’s surprised to see so many people in the room and cracks a grin.

“Are you girls flirting over there?”

Clint turned around.  ”Good morning… sunshine…”

He tries to act like it’s not obvious that he’s got a chaotic god on him but at least it’s Clint and he already knows.  So Tony sits up as much as he can so that he can look around for the bottles of alcohol from the night before.

“Where’s the rum gone?  Did you take my rum?  Are you kids drinking?”

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pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

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pietro-maximoff-quicksilver:

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“Cilt?  I would think that’s worse than a pee joke…”

“Well how about my last name is Maximoff.  Maxipad.  Pee Maxipad.  I was real popular in school even before my mutant powers kicked in.”  He says that last part sarcastically and dreads the moment that Deadpool guy ever finds out his name.

“… Deadpool called me Hawkass…” Clint was holding back a laugh but failed.

Pietro feels bad for it but he lets out a giggle but then he feels even worse because giggling feels so girly.  “That guy…he’s a character.  At least there’s never a dull moment around here.”

Clint laughed again. “Yeah… to bad he might get an arrow to the knee…”

Tony wakes up on the couch to the sound of laughter and he’s surprised to see so many people in the room and cracks a grin.

“Are you girls flirting over there?”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Letting out a sharp gasp, he barely felt the arrow when it had gone in through the leather but coming back out, the blunt side of the tip was ripping through skin and he couldn’t help tensing in pain.  Suddenly the bitter alcohol didn’t seem so bad and he took the bottle to take a swig straight from it.

When Clint walks away and the other guy seems asleep, Tony leans over to plant a firm kiss on Loki’s lips and feels like it’s been too long since he’s gotten to do that.  Secret relationships really sucked.

“I brought shot glasses for a reason you know.”

He said as he eyes the way Loki drinks straight from the bottle.  Not that it bothers him, he just doesn’t want him to get carried away and get too drunk.  That’s Tony’s job and he’s also somewhat nervous about how violently carefree Loki might get drunk.  Last time they got him drunk he HAD punched him into a wall after all.  Sure that was after Tony drunkenly kissed him but hey, walls hurt.  He picked up his doorknob from Clint’s “nest” and got up.

“Wanna go back to our room, get this thing back on the door and have some privacy or do you want to stay out here for the world to see?”

“I want to stay out here and let the world see.” 

He slurred, leaning against Tony’s leg as he stands up.

“I don’t see why you’re so…intent on keeping us a secret.  And I dearly hope you know that if you don’t tell them I will.  I do not enjoy being kept a secret as if you are ashamed of me.”

“I’m not!  It’s not that!  I just don’t want to get kicked off the team or put in a mental ward.”

Tony sighs and pulls Loki over to the couch where they can cuddle together for the night and decides that if Loki really wants it all out in the open he’s not about to fight against the god of mischief because he knows he has better tricks up his sleeves. 

“How about…I don’t tell anyone, but I won’t lie if anyone asks about it?  Does that work?”

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“You’re absolutely no fun tonight Tony.”

Mumbling, he rolls his eyes again and takes the shot of whatever it is Tony handed him regardless and makes a face at the bitter taste of Midgardian alcohol.

He wants to hold Loki and rub his back and stroke his hair to let him know everything’s going to be alright but honestly Loki doesn’t even seemed bothered by the arrow and he’s not about to show that side to Clint.  He has to keep his man cards after all.  So he counts to 3 in his head and takes a deep breath before yanking the arrow out.

Letting out a sharp gasp, he barely felt the arrow when it had gone in through the leather but coming back out, the blunt side of the tip was ripping through skin and he couldn’t help tensing in pain.  Suddenly the bitter alcohol didn’t seem so bad and he took the bottle to take a swig straight from it.

When Clint walks away and the other guy seems asleep, Tony leans over to plant a firm kiss on Loki’s lips and feels like it’s been too long since he’s gotten to do that.  Secret relationships really sucked.

“I brought shot glasses for a reason you know.”

He said as he eyes the way Loki drinks straight from the bottle.  Not that it bothers him, he just doesn’t want him to get carried away and get too drunk.  That’s Tony’s job and he’s also somewhat nervous about how violently carefree Loki might get drunk.  Last time they got him drunk he HAD punched him into a wall after all.  Sure that was after Tony drunkenly kissed him but hey, walls hurt.  He picked up his doorknob from Clint’s “nest” and got up.

“Wanna go back to our room, get this thing back on the door and have some privacy or do you want to stay out here for the world to see?”

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

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He shook his head. “Nope! 100% sober. And I really want to shoot something right now. So… No.”

“You already shot Loki.  Isn’t that good enough?  I’m starting to think you’re more destructive than I am.”

Clint sighed and picked up his quiver. “I’ll go shoot some targets then.”

“Just stay away from my Obediah targets!  I need those because reasons.”

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He shook his head. “Nope! 100% sober. And I really want to shoot something right now. So… No.”

“You already shot Loki.  Isn’t that good enough?  I’m starting to think you’re more destructive than I am.”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

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“Tony.  You are taking all the fun out of this.  And yes of course it is.  It is…what do you humans call it?  My bling?”

“No.  No you’re not using that phrase and the only thing allowed to impale you is my di-“

He quickly cuts off his sentence and looks nervous about the subject while Clint is so close and listening.

Mocking an innocent look he tries to look confused.

“Your…what?  Tony, I don’t understand.  Your disk?  Your dictionary?  Your diary?  Your diabetic cat?”

“…What was that last one?”

Tony pours Loki a shot and hands it over to him.

“Here, take this before I pull this arrow out.”

“You’re absolutely no fun tonight Tony.”

Mumbling, he rolls his eyes again and takes the shot of whatever it is Tony handed him regardless and makes a face at the bitter taste of Midgardian alcohol.

He wants to hold Loki and rub his back and stroke his hair to let him know everything’s going to be alright but honestly Loki doesn’t even seemed bothered by the arrow and he’s not about to show that side to Clint.  He has to keep his man cards after all.  So he counts to 3 in his head and takes a deep breath before yanking the arrow out.

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silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Shooting him back a ‘don’t-you-give-me-that-look-mister’ look, he tilted his head.

“You know, I did try to convince him to give it back at first.  But then that grew boring and he gave me this arrow.”

“He didn’t give you an arrow, he stabbed you!  Is this what Pepper felt like having to keep me from dying all these years?  Jesus Christ, it IS like baby-sitting a child.”

“Same difference, either way it’s my arrow now.  I’m keeping it.”

He levels Tony with a serious look and shifts closer to him than Clint, preferring to be closer to the one he was comfortable around.

Tony wraps his arms around him and rolls out of Clint’s nest before he kills them both.

“Wait, is it still IN you?”

“Tony.  You are taking all the fun out of this.  And yes of course it is.  It is…what do you humans call it?  My bling?”

“No.  No you’re not using that phrase and the only thing allowed to impale you is my di-“

He quickly cuts off his sentence and looks nervous about the subject while Clint is so close and listening.

Clint just shoots them a grin.

Tony shoots him back a slight glare and gets up to go to the bar and come back with a variety of alcoholic bottles to share.

“Well, while I force feed Loki liquor to ease the pain and drink just for the joy of drinking, would you like to join?  Since we’re bonding and all that.”

Clint stared at him for a while. “Naw, I’m okay, I was just about to head up to the roof…” He picked up his bow and went to get some unsharpened pencils. “With these!”

“Clint.  Buddy.  Pal.  Do me a big favor and put those down.  Have you already been drinking?”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

“Tony.  You are taking all the fun out of this.  And yes of course it is.  It is…what do you humans call it?  My bling?”

“No.  No you’re not using that phrase and the only thing allowed to impale you is my di-“

He quickly cuts off his sentence and looks nervous about the subject while Clint is so close and listening.

Mocking an innocent look he tries to look confused.

“Your…what?  Tony, I don’t understand.  Your disk?  Your dictionary?  Your diary?  Your diabetic cat?”

“…What was that last one?”

Tony pours Loki a shot and hands it over to him.

“Here, take this before I pull this arrow out.”

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

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silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Shooting him back a ‘don’t-you-give-me-that-look-mister’ look, he tilted his head.

“You know, I did try to convince him to give it back at first.  But then that grew boring and he gave me this arrow.”

“He didn’t give you an arrow, he stabbed you!  Is this what Pepper felt like having to keep me from dying all these years?  Jesus Christ, it IS like baby-sitting a child.”

“Same difference, either way it’s my arrow now.  I’m keeping it.”

He levels Tony with a serious look and shifts closer to him than Clint, preferring to be closer to the one he was comfortable around.

Tony wraps his arms around him and rolls out of Clint’s nest before he kills them both.

“Wait, is it still IN you?”

“Tony.  You are taking all the fun out of this.  And yes of course it is.  It is…what do you humans call it?  My bling?”

“No.  No you’re not using that phrase and the only thing allowed to impale you is my di-“

He quickly cuts off his sentence and looks nervous about the subject while Clint is so close and listening.

Clint just shoots them a grin.

Tony shoots him back a slight glare and gets up to go to the bar and come back with a variety of alcoholic bottles to share.

“Well, while I force feed Loki liquor to ease the pain and drink just for the joy of drinking, would you like to join?  Since we’re bonding and all that.”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

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silvertongue-loki:

Shooting him back a ‘don’t-you-give-me-that-look-mister’ look, he tilted his head.

“You know, I did try to convince him to give it back at first.  But then that grew boring and he gave me this arrow.”

“He didn’t give you an arrow, he stabbed you!  Is this what Pepper felt like having to keep me from dying all these years?  Jesus Christ, it IS like baby-sitting a child.”

“Same difference, either way it’s my arrow now.  I’m keeping it.”

He levels Tony with a serious look and shifts closer to him than Clint, preferring to be closer to the one he was comfortable around.

Tony wraps his arms around him and rolls out of Clint’s nest before he kills them both.

“Wait, is it still IN you?”

“Tony.  You are taking all the fun out of this.  And yes of course it is.  It is…what do you humans call it?  My bling?”

“No.  No you’re not using that phrase and the only thing allowed to impale you is my di-“

He quickly cuts off his sentence and looks nervous about the subject while Clint is so close and listening.

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Shooting him back a ‘don’t-you-give-me-that-look-mister’ look, he tilted his head.

“You know, I did try to convince him to give it back at first.  But then that grew boring and he gave me this arrow.”

“He didn’t give you an arrow, he stabbed you!  Is this what Pepper felt like having to keep me from dying all these years?  Jesus Christ, it IS like baby-sitting a child.”

“Same difference, either way it’s my arrow now.  I’m keeping it.”

He levels Tony with a serious look and shifts closer to him than Clint, preferring to be closer to the one he was comfortable around.

Tony wraps his arms around him and rolls out of Clint’s nest before he kills them both.

“Wait, is it still IN you?”

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Cringes, growing uncomfortable with how comfortable Clint is seeming.

“Well then it appears as if you get to join Tony’s club of ‘hiding the Loki secret from Bruce.’  Welcome.  I’ve heard we have jackets.”

“I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE I’M OK WITH THIS.”

Loki lifts his eyebrows innocently.

“Not ok with the jackets, or not ok with him joining the club?”

“Hey Tony, go look at your door.”

“Why?  What’s wrong with my door?  WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOOR?”

Clint gestured to the nest. “Everyone is calling me a bird, so I made a nest, and…” He held up the door knob. “I wanted to act like a hawk, Sooo, this is your door knob”.

His jaw slowly drops and he’s actually at a rare moment in his life when he’s at a loss for words.  After all it’s not everyday you walk in to see your boyfriend ontop of a guy that hates him with a stranger passed out with a pile of blankets and HIS DOOR KNOB AS A TROPHY and he doesn’t even know what to do about the situation except stand there and stare at them.

Clint burst out laughing again. “I also stabbed him.” He gestures towards Loki.

“Now that’s just rude.  I’ve never stabbed Natasha and has she told you about the shit she pulled when Fury had her trick me into hiring her as my new secretary?”

He sighs and goes over because if you can’t beat them, join them, and lays down next to Loki to look at the stab wound.

Clint scowled. “Gee. Let’s just take over MY nest.”

“Don’t mind if we do.”

He flashes him a shit-eating grin at his scowl.

silvertongue-loki:

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“Would you care to join then?  I believe we just decided that it’s going to be a slumber party.”

Tony shoots him his best you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me face.

Shooting him back a ‘don’t-you-give-me-that-look-mister’ look, he tilted his head.

“You know, I did try to convince him to give it back at first.  But then that grew boring and he gave me this arrow.”

“He didn’t give you an arrow, he stabbed you!  Is this what Pepper felt like having to keep me from dying all these years?  Jesus Christ, it IS like baby-sitting a child.”

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

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silvertongue-loki:

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silvertongue-loki:

Cringes, growing uncomfortable with how comfortable Clint is seeming.

“Well then it appears as if you get to join Tony’s club of ‘hiding the Loki secret from Bruce.’  Welcome.  I’ve heard we have jackets.”

“I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE I’M OK WITH THIS.”

Loki lifts his eyebrows innocently.

“Not ok with the jackets, or not ok with him joining the club?”

“Hey Tony, go look at your door.”

“Why?  What’s wrong with my door?  WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOOR?”

Clint gestured to the nest. “Everyone is calling me a bird, so I made a nest, and…” He held up the door knob. “I wanted to act like a hawk, Sooo, this is your door knob”.

His jaw slowly drops and he’s actually at a rare moment in his life when he’s at a loss for words.  After all it’s not everyday you walk in to see your boyfriend ontop of a guy that hates him with a stranger passed out with a pile of blankets and HIS DOOR KNOB AS A TROPHY and he doesn’t even know what to do about the situation except stand there and stare at them.

Clint burst out laughing again. “I also stabbed him.” He gestures towards Loki.

“Now that’s just rude.  I’ve never stabbed Natasha and has she told you about the shit she pulled when Fury had her trick me into hiring her as my new secretary?”

He sighs and goes over because if you can’t beat them, join them, and lays down next to Loki to look at the stab wound.

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tonymotherfuckinstark:

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silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Cringes, growing uncomfortable with how comfortable Clint is seeming.

“Well then it appears as if you get to join Tony’s club of ‘hiding the Loki secret from Bruce.’  Welcome.  I’ve heard we have jackets.”

“I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE I’M OK WITH THIS.”

Loki lifts his eyebrows innocently.

“Not ok with the jackets, or not ok with him joining the club?”

“Hey Tony, go look at your door.”

“Why?  What’s wrong with my door?  WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOOR?”

Clint gestured to the nest. “Everyone is calling me a bird, so I made a nest, and…” He held up the door knob. “I wanted to act like a hawk, Sooo, this is your door knob”.

His jaw slowly drops and he’s actually at a rare moment in his life when he’s at a loss for words.  After all it’s not everyday you walk in to see your boyfriend ontop of a guy that hates him with a stranger passed out with a pile of blankets and HIS DOOR KNOB AS A TROPHY and he doesn’t even know what to do about the situation except stand there and stare at them.

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

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Loki lifts his eyebrows innocently.

“Not ok with the jackets, or not ok with him joining the club?”

“Not ok with-with…”

He gestures wildly to the mess of blankets and pile of people on the floor.

“With whatever this is.  You two are supposed to be enemies!  Sure so are we, but I get special privileges to roll around with you because i’m sexy.”

“Would you care to join then?  I believe we just decided that it’s going to be a slumber party.”

Tony shoots him his best you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me face.

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silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Cringes, growing uncomfortable with how comfortable Clint is seeming.

“Well then it appears as if you get to join Tony’s club of ‘hiding the Loki secret from Bruce.’  Welcome.  I’ve heard we have jackets.”

“I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE I’M OK WITH THIS.”

Loki lifts his eyebrows innocently.

“Not ok with the jackets, or not ok with him joining the club?”

“Hey Tony, go look at your door.”

“Why?  What’s wrong with my door?  WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOOR?”

silvertongue-loki:

tonymotherfuckinstark:

silvertongue-loki:

Cringes, growing uncomfortable with how comfortable Clint is seeming.

“Well then it appears as if you get to join Tony’s club of ‘hiding the Loki secret from Bruce.’  Welcome.  I’ve heard we have jackets.”

“I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE I’M OK WITH THIS.”

Loki lifts his eyebrows innocently.

“Not ok with the jackets, or not ok with him joining the club?”

“Not ok with-with…”

He gestures wildly to the mess of blankets and pile of people on the floor.

“With whatever this is.  You two are supposed to be enemies!  Sure so are we, but I get special privileges to roll around with you because i’m sexy.”

silvertongue-loki:

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He nodded. “If I’m going to have you on top of me all night then yes. I plan to sleep here you do know…”

Glancing over at the guy passed out to the side he rolled his eyes.

“It appears we’ve got what you humans would call a sleep-over then.”

He burst out laughing. “Sure, why not?!”

Cringes, growing uncomfortable with how comfortable Clint is seeming.

“Well then it appears as if you get to join Tony’s club of ‘hiding the Loki secret from Bruce.’  Welcome.  I’ve heard we have jackets.”

“I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE I’M OK WITH THIS.”

silvertongue-loki:

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“Why are you so afraid?  Which do you think would be worse?  For you to tell them and risk their anger and disapproval or for them to find out on their own and risk their trust?”

He sucked in a breath because he hated being asked questions he didn’t know the answer to.

“I could lose everything either way.  Maybe I just want the peace to last a little bit longer.  I want them to still look at me as a friend for as long as I can before i’m left alone.”

“Then go enjoy that while you can.  And when the time comes and you think you’re alone, i’ll be there.  Alone together I supposed.”

Trying to smirk, he came out a grimace before vanishing.

“You could have at least kissed me good night before leaving me to my doom.”

Tony grumbled and went down to his workshop to fiddle with some new mechanics he was working on while he tried to decide how to tell his fellow Avengers and if his self-imposed monologue was going to turn into his suicide note.

silvertongue-loki:

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silvertongue-loki:

“Do I look like i’m in your room?”

“I DON’T KNOW WHERE WE ARE RIGHT NOW!  I’M LOST!  I NEED AN ADULT!”

“Why are you so afraid?  Which do you think would be worse?  For you to tell them and risk their anger and disapproval or for them to find out on their own and risk their trust?”

He sucked in a breath because he hated being asked questions he didn’t know the answer to.

“I could lose everything either way.  Maybe I just want the peace to last a little bit longer.  I want them to still look at me as a friend for as long as I can before i’m left alone.”

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Bruce smiles in what he hopes is a reassuring way, even though on the inside he isn’t sure how to feel about Tony’s secret. He’s attentive enough to know that Loki is both still around and also living in Stark Tower, but beyond that, he can’t be certain of what he’s missing. The cautious and reserved way Tony talks about it says more than the words coming out of his mouth, as though he’s protecting the trickster god, and whatever the reason for it is, it’s important enough that Tony can be serious about it. 

“None taken. Just be careful, okay? If you get hurt, Loki has both me and the other guy to answer to.”

“And that is exactly what i’m worried about big buddy.  Do you have any idea how expensive it is to repair the floor around here?” 

He grinned and joked and hoped Bruce took it as one.  The only problem now was that he knew Bruce was a smart guy, Hell he was one of the few guys that could have a real conversation with Tony so it was only a matter of time until he probably figured it out on his own.

“Next time, I’ll try to keep it to the streets, then,” Bruce replied, grinning back. Tony being legitimately concerned about the other guy threw up a lot of warning signs, but Bruce reminded himself that he trusted Tony more than he’d trusted anyone in a long time, and when the moment of revelation came, he hoped he could keep his anger in check. “Not saying there will definitely be a next time, though.”

“Yep.  So i’m just going to head on up to my room where no one is waiting and i’ll see all you guys soon for naked bowling.”

“Are you referring to me as no one or did you already know that I wasn’t in your room anymore?”

“YOU’D BETTER BE IN MY ROOM!”

“Do I look like i’m in your room?”

“I DON’T KNOW WHERE WE ARE RIGHT NOW!  I’M LOST!  I NEED AN ADULT!”

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Bruce smiles in what he hopes is a reassuring way, even though on the inside he isn’t sure how to feel about Tony’s secret. He’s attentive enough to know that Loki is both still around and also living in Stark Tower, but beyond that, he can’t be certain of what he’s missing. The cautious and reserved way Tony talks about it says more than the words coming out of his mouth, as though he’s protecting the trickster god, and whatever the reason for it is, it’s important enough that Tony can be serious about it. 

“None taken. Just be careful, okay? If you get hurt, Loki has both me and the other guy to answer to.”

“And that is exactly what i’m worried about big buddy.  Do you have any idea how expensive it is to repair the floor around here?” 

He grinned and joked and hoped Bruce took it as one.  The only problem now was that he knew Bruce was a smart guy, Hell he was one of the few guys that could have a real conversation with Tony so it was only a matter of time until he probably figured it out on his own.

“Next time, I’ll try to keep it to the streets, then,” Bruce replied, grinning back. Tony being legitimately concerned about the other guy threw up a lot of warning signs, but Bruce reminded himself that he trusted Tony more than he’d trusted anyone in a long time, and when the moment of revelation came, he hoped he could keep his anger in check. “Not saying there will definitely be a next time, though.”

“Yep.  So i’m just going to head on up to my room where no one is waiting and i’ll see all you guys soon for naked bowling.”

“Are you referring to me as no one or did you already know that I wasn’t in your room anymore?”

“YOU’D BETTER BE IN MY ROOM!”

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Bruce smiles in what he hopes is a reassuring way, even though on the inside he isn’t sure how to feel about Tony’s secret. He’s attentive enough to know that Loki is both still around and also living in Stark Tower, but beyond that, he can’t be certain of what he’s missing. The cautious and reserved way Tony talks about it says more than the words coming out of his mouth, as though he’s protecting the trickster god, and whatever the reason for it is, it’s important enough that Tony can be serious about it. 

“None taken. Just be careful, okay? If you get hurt, Loki has both me and the other guy to answer to.”

“And that is exactly what i’m worried about big buddy.  Do you have any idea how expensive it is to repair the floor around here?” 

He grinned and joked and hoped Bruce took it as one.  The only problem now was that he knew Bruce was a smart guy, Hell he was one of the few guys that could have a real conversation with Tony so it was only a matter of time until he probably figured it out on his own.

“Next time, I’ll try to keep it to the streets, then,” Bruce replied, grinning back. Tony being legitimately concerned about the other guy threw up a lot of warning signs, but Bruce reminded himself that he trusted Tony more than he’d trusted anyone in a long time, and when the moment of revelation came, he hoped he could keep his anger in check. “Not saying there will definitely be a next time, though.”

“Yep.  So i’m just going to head on up to my room where no one is waiting and i’ll see all you guys soon for naked bowling.”

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Is it just a game, though? I can’t guarantee I’ll… understand, but you can tell me. 

“It’s…complicated.  I doubt anyone would understand.  No offense.”

He really wants to tell Bruce because he’s his science buddy and they always get along and it feels weird to hide anything from him but this is a secret too big and it’s bad enough that he told Clint and that was still time bomb waiting to explode.  Except Clint’s bomb would be nowhere big as Bruces.  It was bad enough that it might get him kicked off the team if Fury found out but he couldn’t forget the Loki sized hole that he had to fix in his floor after the last time Bruce got ahold of him and he was pretty sure it might happen again.

Bruce smiles in what he hopes is a reassuring way, even though on the inside he isn’t sure how to feel about Tony’s secret. He’s attentive enough to know that Loki is both still around and also living in Stark Tower, but beyond that, he can’t be certain of what he’s missing. The cautious and reserved way Tony talks about it says more than the words coming out of his mouth, as though he’s protecting the trickster god, and whatever the reason for it is, it’s important enough that Tony can be serious about it. 

“None taken. Just be careful, okay? If you get hurt, Loki has both me and the other guy to answer to.”

“And that is exactly what i’m worried about big buddy.  Do you have any idea how expensive it is to repair the floor around here?” 

He grinned and joked and hoped Bruce took it as one.  The only problem now was that he knew Bruce was a smart guy, Hell he was one of the few guys that could have a real conversation with Tony so it was only a matter of time until he probably figured it out on his own.

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There’s nothing against trying to take over a bowling ally, right?  Loki tried to take over the world and he’s still froliking around somewhere in my bed

There you go mentioning Loki again. Are you planning to explain? If this is a joke, it’s a pretty bad one, Tony.

Ahaha oh you know me, i’m just trying to get you to hulk out.  This is my favorite game remember?

And no Clint, if I do that it takes all the fun out of taking over a bowling ally.  It’ll be fake and staged like most of everything the American govenment does.

Is it just a game, though? I can’t guarantee I’ll… understand, but you can tell me. 

“It’s…complicated.  I doubt anyone would understand.  No offense.”

He really wants to tell Bruce because he’s his science buddy and they always get along and it feels weird to hide anything from him but this is a secret too big and it’s bad enough that he told Clint and that was still time bomb waiting to explode.  Except Clint’s bomb would be nowhere big as Bruces.  It was bad enough that it might get him kicked off the team if Fury found out but he couldn’t forget the Loki sized hole that he had to fix in his floor after the last time Bruce got ahold of him and he was pretty sure it might happen again.

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We could just blow the place up….

Somehow, I think that would make it difficult to bowl there. But hey, it wouldn’t be the first time I found myself naked in a destroyed building. 

… You’re right…

There’s nothing against trying to take over a bowling ally, right?  Loki tried to take over the world and he’s still froliking around somewhere in my bed

There you go mentioning Loki again. Are you planning to explain? If this is a joke, it’s a pretty bad one, Tony.

Ahaha oh you know me, i’m just trying to get you to hulk out.  This is my favorite game remember?

And no Clint, if I do that it takes all the fun out of taking over a bowling ally.  It’ll be fake and staged like most of everything the American govenment does.

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We could just blow the place up….

Somehow, I think that would make it difficult to bowl there. But hey, it wouldn’t be the first time I found myself naked in a destroyed building. 

… You’re right…

There’s nothing against trying to take over a bowling ally, right?  Loki tried to take over the world and he’s still froliking around somewhere in my bed

bruce-hulk-banner:

The moment we all strip and try to bowl naked, we’ll get kicked out?

Avengers or not, I don’t think the bowling lane employees will appreciate a group of naked people using one of their lanes. 

You’re thinking inside the box by what I like to call “rules”.  Now here’s what you do:

Throw those rules out the window and do what you want.