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wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today by sabinelagrande (Mature, PG-13)
Fandom: THE AVENGERS (movieverse)
Pairing: Clint Barton/Phil Coulson
Length: ~ 2723 words
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sabinelagrande
Author Website: sabinelagrande's stories on AO3
Why this must be read: Like the last rec, this one has a road-trip, although in this one it's the destination, not the journey that's important. There are a lot of stories that focus on Clint finding out that Phil is alive and how he deals with that. I like this one because Clint is determined to get answers no matter what the risk, and his reaction to the whole situation is realistically complex. He's happy, he's angry, he's desperate, he's screwed-up, he's resigned, he's insecure--but at least he's taken the first step to having some kind of resolution, even though he isn't certain when he sets out what that resolution might be. I also like the almost domestic aspect of this story, and how surreal it seems in light of the broader context; it's been my experience that sometimes reality is more surreal than anything we could dream up.
"How fucking arrogant are you?" Clint snaps, disgusted; he stands up, pacing, because it's just impossible to rage at somebody from a rocking chair. "How can you possibly think that we wouldn't have come together without you? That we would have let aliens invade and take over the Earth without you? And good fucking plan, Coulson, form people into a body by ripping out the heart." Phil's expression hasn't changed, but there's something different, a shift when Clint says that. "You just didn't trust us. A bunch of superheroes, and you couldn't even trust us to act like adults."
"I trust you," he says, without hesitation. "But you're not Tony Stark. You're not Banner. You're not Thor. You actually are an adult." Clint snorts at that. "I don't need to tell you that I trust you with my life, because I've done it a hundred times. I need the other ones, but I didn't trust some of them as far as I could throw them. Now I know I can. Now I know we can."
"You could have told me," Clint says, sitting down. He feels exhausted, broken again, like all of this has just ended up worse than it started, like he wasted all that time and effort just to be torn down again.
"No, I really couldn't have," Phil says.
On AO3: wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today
If you enjoy the story, remember to feedback the author!
Pairing: Clint Barton/Phil Coulson
Length: ~ 2723 words
Author on LJ:
sabinelagrandeAuthor Website: sabinelagrande's stories on AO3
Why this must be read: Like the last rec, this one has a road-trip, although in this one it's the destination, not the journey that's important. There are a lot of stories that focus on Clint finding out that Phil is alive and how he deals with that. I like this one because Clint is determined to get answers no matter what the risk, and his reaction to the whole situation is realistically complex. He's happy, he's angry, he's desperate, he's screwed-up, he's resigned, he's insecure--but at least he's taken the first step to having some kind of resolution, even though he isn't certain when he sets out what that resolution might be. I also like the almost domestic aspect of this story, and how surreal it seems in light of the broader context; it's been my experience that sometimes reality is more surreal than anything we could dream up.
"How fucking arrogant are you?" Clint snaps, disgusted; he stands up, pacing, because it's just impossible to rage at somebody from a rocking chair. "How can you possibly think that we wouldn't have come together without you? That we would have let aliens invade and take over the Earth without you? And good fucking plan, Coulson, form people into a body by ripping out the heart." Phil's expression hasn't changed, but there's something different, a shift when Clint says that. "You just didn't trust us. A bunch of superheroes, and you couldn't even trust us to act like adults."
"I trust you," he says, without hesitation. "But you're not Tony Stark. You're not Banner. You're not Thor. You actually are an adult." Clint snorts at that. "I don't need to tell you that I trust you with my life, because I've done it a hundred times. I need the other ones, but I didn't trust some of them as far as I could throw them. Now I know I can. Now I know we can."
"You could have told me," Clint says, sitting down. He feels exhausted, broken again, like all of this has just ended up worse than it started, like he wasted all that time and effort just to be torn down again.
"No, I really couldn't have," Phil says.
On AO3: wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today
If you enjoy the story, remember to feedback the author!