Odoms-Spire

“WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!” You couldn’t believe your eyes. When you walked into your apartment, the last thing you expected to see was your boyfriend of two years, Tyler, going at it with another woman. On your couch, no less. He tried to play it off as a ‘she came onto me’ sort of thing, but you weren’t buying it. You had your suspicions about him cheating on you, but to see it in person, was heartbreaking. You felt your eyes water, punching him in the face. “Go fuck yourself,” you seethed at him. You stormed out of your apartment and caught a taxi. Giving the driver the a

“TONY! GOD DAMN IT! I’M GONNA KILL YOU, TIN MAN! WOULD YOU LEAVE MY ARROWS ALONE?!” You raced into his room, hearing his bellowing from down the hall. Reaching the doorway, you saw Clint seething. Walking over to the table, you saw why. He was staring at the now neon green arrows laying on his bed. His bow sat next to them, dyed a neon pink. He turned to face you, his eyes shimmering with anger. “Clint,” you slowly approached and laid your hands on his shoulders. “It was a joke. I’m sure this is just Kool-aid or something washable." “It’s spray paint.” He gritted his teeth. “

“So…One bed? Seriously?” You sighed and rubbed your forehead. Great. Just great. You had no choice but to share a bed with your crush. “Well, that’s what body heat’s for, darlin!” A shiver ran down your spine at the thought. “Besides, it could’ve been worse.” Clint shrugged “How so?” You questioned. “You could’ve been on this mission with Agent Lewis.” You shuddered at the thought. Agent Daniel Lewis was a Level six Shield Operative who didn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. He had been asking you out for months and it was getting very irri

Having the tower to yourself was a blessing. Everybody was taking a night for themselves since there were no current missions. Tony and Pepper had a date night at a fancy restaurant, Steve and Bucky had found a nearby Swing dancing club and had gone to check it out. Bruce was out in Washington for a Science Expo and  Natasha and Wanda decided to hit a new night club and had dragged a cranky Clint and an indifferent Vision with them. So here you were with the whole tower to yourself. “Friday? Could you please play my pop music on shuffle?” “Of course, Y/n.” the AI replied. Pop music filtered through the bunker as you

*RIIIIIIIP* “What the hell was that?!” You yelled, dodging a bullet from a Hydra agent. You fired back and the man went down quick. You glanced over at Clint who had a sheepish expression on his face. He started mumbling something that you couldn’t hear. “What was that, Barton?” He shot an arrow at a Hydra soldier, heading their way. He sighed. “I said, my suit ripped.” “How the hell could your suit rip, Clint?! It’s made out of strong ass material!” You fired your weapon again as Clint kept shooting arrow after arrow at the swarm of Hydra agents. “It’s still made of

“Y/n! Watch out!” You heard Clint yell before feeling a searing pain in your stomach. Looking down, you saw the blood oozing from your suit. Feeling light headed, you slid to the ground. “NO! No, no, no…” You heard his voice and felt his warmth next to you. “Stay with me, baby. Come on, I got you. You’re ok.” You felt Clint lift you gently and you felt the wind against your face and hair as he ran to the quinjet. “You’re ok, Y/n. You’re gonna be ok.” You could feel yourself becoming sleepy, the world fading from your vision as Bruce tried to staunch the bleeding and hoo

“This has got to be the worst day of my life,” you mumbled as you sat yourself down on the elevator floor, feeling anger and anxiety cloud your head. “You say that every day, princess?” His voice grated on your nerves, making your blood boil. You gritted your teeth. “Oh, shut up, Barton. I really don’t want to hear your voice right now. It’s like nails on a chalkboard.” “You’re no firecracker either. All your nagging and whining,” he retorted. Shutting your eyes, you sucked in a deep breath. “I swear to God, Tweety. I’ll impale you with your own arrow if you don

Something whizzed by your head exceedingly fast, knocking down the weird creature that had been heading your way. You watched it fall before quickly moving to hide, your body crouched down as low as you could go. “Hey!” A male voice shouted. You whipped your head around, seeing a man with a bow and arrow, his blondish hair and handsome face covered in dirt and sweat. “Don’t move! Stay there and stay still!” You nodded and curled into yourself as you watch the man fire arrow after arrow, never missing his mark. After the immediate threat died down, he ran over to you. “Are you ok? Are you hurt?” You