➸ They Will Rock You by SneakyHufflepuff

Warnings: none 
Characters: Clint, Natasha, Mcu!Avengers, Darcy Lewis, Kate Bishop, Loki, Fury
Genres: alternate universe, romance| Smut: none (brief mention) 
Word count: 27081 | Status: complete

My comment: It’s a finished Clintasha medieval AU! How rare!

Sir Nicholas Fury, Slayer of Evil and Defender of the Realm, lay collapsed against a squat tree. Steve knelt in front of the wounded knight, squeezing water from a cloth into Fury’s mouth, but it was of no use. He was fading, and fading fast. A spear wound to his side had become infected. There was nothing either of his squires could do.
“Barton and Rogers. Listen up.” Fury’s voice was gruff and authoritative, even as he approached death. “This land is a shithole, and if you stay here much longer you’ll be the ones at the receiving end of a spear.” He coughed, flecks of blood landing on his armor.
“Tell me something I don’t already know, sir,” Clint said, hiding his grief at his master’s illness behind snark. Fury wouldn’t want tears.
“Shut it, Barton. I don’t have much time left.” Fury took a steadying breath, then winced at the pain. “When I came here I had hope of lands and a wife if I served long enough. You two don’t have that. You do have my armor and my horses. Take them, and go on the tourney. Make your money from the noble bastards and get out.”
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➸ для полета (For Flying) by CloudAtlas

Warnings: body horror 
Characters: Clint, Natasha, Mcu!Avengers, Comic!Avengers, Darcy Lewis, Sam Wilson 
Genres: alternate universe (ish), hurt/comfort, angst | Smut: none 
Word count: 2098 | Status: complete

My comment: A sequel to my previous rec – ‘Strange Bird’. Trust me, you’ll want to read that first before reading this. This is going to break you, but you’ll be smiling (if not with a tear-stained face) in the end, and you’ll love (and hate) it.

She wondered if this would have been easier without so many witnesses. Their team had grown now; the original six from the Battle of New York expanding until it comprised of a rotating team of countless people, all different but all uncommon in some way.
Natasha was still not sure who they were fighting or why, of all places, they thought that New York was the place to have this little turf war. All she knew was that there was magic involved. That or some very advanced technology that even Tony didn’t understand. To be honest, past that she didn’t care, because Clint had been hit.
When she reached him, he was hardly recognisable; a tangled, grotesque bundle of once-man keening like she’d never heard. Natasha immediately called for an evacuation and, thankfully, it was Carol and Tony that replied, flying Natasha and the bundle of agony that was once Clint Barton to the Bruce-approved Hulk floor of Avengers Tower.
The fighting continued without them, though not for long.
When the team arrived back at the Tower, battle sore and tired, it was to find a baffled Tony and a shell shocked Carol witnessing a stoically petrified Natasha attempt to sooth a panicked mass of bone, ripped cloth and feathers.
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