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Title: Invading for Love
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Chapter: 1
Characters: Tony, Thor
Word Count: 1,667
Warnings: talking of things
For: CutsyCat
AN: So we finish Happy New Beginnings, but I come to you with this story! I didn't know what to call it so just enjoy okay? This is about 18 chapters long. I was thinking about using it as a transitional chapter story but since it's only 18 chapters, I went ahead and turned it into a mini/short story. If it was 20 chapters, I would have turned it into a transitional story.
Just note that there is some fighting and there is smut. The endgame pairing is a threesome.
Either way, Enjoy!
*~*~*~*
It was in the wake of the Chitari attack and New York was slowly pulling itself back together. The Avengers had helped where they could before Thor had left to return Loki back to Asgard. He had then returned to Earth once he had been done with that.
Steve had gone a long road trip but had come back soon after to help with the rebuilding of his old neighborhood. Tony kept jobs going by sending his people out to help with all of the rebuilding to help with the economy even as his own Tower was rebuilt. Natasha had gone back to work between hanging out with Steve and spending money on most local businesses.
Thor though...Thor was watching his friends as they went about their lives and mourned Agent Phil Coulson.
As much as they hadn't been truly close to him, never having gotten to really know him outside of Clint and Natasha, the loss of one of their own still hurt. Especially Clint. He wasn't just mourning his handler though, but he was also mourning his best friend and lover. It was slowly pulling him apart and made Thor hurt for the man, his heart beating in sympathy.
Clint had taken to wandering the completed floors of the soon to be Avengers Tower. If he wasn't doing something completely mindless, he was practicing his aim with the various weapons he knew, or sparring with whoever could keep up with him or not bruise him to badly. He slept only once he had worn himself out mentally and physically. It was worrying to the God, even as he helped Tony put away enough food to feed a small army for a month.
Or in their case, the Avengers for a week.
Placing the bags of flour into the large container that held them, Thor stood once more and watched as Clint grabbed some fruit from the fruit bowl and left the common area. He frowned heavily to himself as Tony shifted through the bags, hunting down all of the meat so that he could separate them out.
“You're thinking really hard there,” Tony drawled as he piled the meat onto the island and pulled out the freezer bags and a pair of gloves.
Thor hummed and moved to put away the rest of the cold items as Tony ripped open the first package of meat after pulling the gloves on. “I'm worried about Clint,” he finally admitted. His mother had told him to speak with his friends if he wanted to know something or if he was just worried about something. “He is in pain.”
Tony sighed as he put the pork steaks away into baggies. “Yeah, heartbreak will do that to a person,” he said, his own voice sad. “From what I know, they have been together for close to about ten years,” he continued. “Would have been ten years in about a month or so.”
“I did not know that,” Thor said as he frowned heavily at his friend. Tony shrugged. “It is not common knowledge is it?” he asked.
“Clint got drunk a few nights after you left to take Loki back to Asgard,” Tony told him, finishing with the tray of pork that he had been separating out before turning to the next tray of meat. “We sat there and just talked. I learned a lot about him and his thing with Phil.”
“I see,” Thor rumbled as he put away the ice cream containers and turned to put away the rest of the groceries. Tony knew that there had been no real funeral for Phil, but there had been a memorial for family that Clint had attended, which had been a good thing, up until Clint had to clean out their apartment.
He had hurt and only Pepper had been able to drag him out of that pain induced coma that he had landed into, Natasha having disappeared off to somewhere to mourn in peace. The two had helped each other until Clint had moved into the tower, most of the Phil's things being secured in a room that only Tony and Clint could get into.
Tony knew for a fact that Clint had actually gone through four of the boxes so far.
Thor sighed as he pulled out and put away the boxes of pop tarts that had been bought as Tony stacked the meat, mind turning over the kernel of an idea that he was forming. “My friend, a question about the belief of the afterlife here,” he said, Tony looking up from where he had moved onto pulling skin off of some chicken breasts.
“Yeah? What do you want to know about that?” Tony asked as he finished pulling the skin off, tossing it into the trash along with the empty meat trays.
“Do you know how your afterlife is set up?” Thor asked as he started to fold up the cloth bags and put them away in their drawer.
“It depends on who you ask actually. Some say there's nothing after death while others say that depending on your connections there are various types of after lives,” Tony said, shrugging one shoulder. “Dad said that every human resonates with the spiritual and depending on the personal resonating, it will change where each person goes in the end.” He looked up to his friend and raised an eyebrow at the thoughtful look on Thor's face. “Why?”
Thor shook his head and smiled gently at the other male. “Do not worry, my friend. I have a thought though that I must speak with my mother about first.”
“Now you have me curious,” Tony snorted as he finished with the meat and pulled off his gloves, tossing them away. Grabbing a few large plastic bags, he placed the wrapped meat into them, Thor chuckling as he took four of the heavier bags. “What are you planning on doing?” he asked, grabbing the other three bags with a grunt and following after the large God.
“I must speak with my mother first,” Thor chuckled as they walked to one of the freezers and put the meat away. “I will go see her tonight and see if she does not have the information that I require for what I am thinking about.”
Tony closed the lid and stared at the larger male before nodding his head in agreement. “Alright, I'll let you off for the moment. But I will want in on your plan as soon as you know what you need to know,” he stated, going to clean up the island, Thor following after him with another chuckle.
“I will, my friend, I will,” he promised, idly watching as Tony bent over to grab the cleaner and a rag. “I must go get ready though. Will you be able to deal with the rest of the coming food?” he asked, stopping the train of thought that he had started to go down, turning back to his original line of thought.
“I'll be good. More meat, including some pork for pulled port tonight, mostly. I'll save you some to,” Tony promised, smiling at the other male.
Thor nodded his head in thanks before he headed to his own apartment to dress. Pulling on his Asgardian garb, he allowed his mind to work on the slowly forming plan to reunite the two lovers. He had much to speak about with his mother, but he still had much to think about before hand. Rubbing at his head, Thor ran a hand through his hair, ruffling the loose locks, reminding himself that he should pull his hair back. Picking up his hair tie, he pulled part of his hair back and secured it in place, content with the way he was looking.
Leaving his room, Thor gathered Mjolnir as he stepped into the common room once more, finding Tony signing for the food and nodding at the delivery guy. “Tony, I shall be leaving now. Are you good?” he asked.
Tony looked up and smirked, nodding his head as he handed over the clipboard, the delivery guy glaring at him slightly before he was leaving with his two partners, the food in boxes on the floor. “I'm good. Look, head off to talk with your mother. I'll cover for you and all of that, so no real worries,” he drawled, lips pulling into an amused smile. “Have fun.”
“I will,” Thor chuckled, heading to the balcony area where he and Tony could easily take off. Calling out for Heimdall, he left Earth with a flash of light and arrived, nodding to the large male wearing golden armor as milky eyes turned to him. “Greetings, Heimdall. All is well?” he asked as he straightened his cloak.
“It does. Your mother requests that you come see her in an hour. She must weave for a bit first,” Heimdall stated, Thor smiling broadly and nodding his head.
“Very well. Thank you for telling me,” he said, heading out of the main area and finding a horse waiting for him, looking rather bored. Chuckling at his mothers thinking, he mounted the large beast and started a leisurely walk back to the palace, using the time to arrange his thoughts.
Title: Invading for Love
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Chapter: 1
Characters: Tony, Thor
Word Count: 1,667
Warnings: talking of things
For: CutsyCat
AN: So we finish Happy New Beginnings, but I come to you with this story! I didn't know what to call it so just enjoy okay? This is about 18 chapters long. I was thinking about using it as a transitional chapter story but since it's only 18 chapters, I went ahead and turned it into a mini/short story. If it was 20 chapters, I would have turned it into a transitional story.
Just note that there is some fighting and there is smut. The endgame pairing is a threesome.
Either way, Enjoy!
*~*~*~*
It was in the wake of the Chitari attack and New York was slowly pulling itself back together. The Avengers had helped where they could before Thor had left to return Loki back to Asgard. He had then returned to Earth once he had been done with that.
Steve had gone a long road trip but had come back soon after to help with the rebuilding of his old neighborhood. Tony kept jobs going by sending his people out to help with all of the rebuilding to help with the economy even as his own Tower was rebuilt. Natasha had gone back to work between hanging out with Steve and spending money on most local businesses.
Thor though...Thor was watching his friends as they went about their lives and mourned Agent Phil Coulson.
As much as they hadn't been truly close to him, never having gotten to really know him outside of Clint and Natasha, the loss of one of their own still hurt. Especially Clint. He wasn't just mourning his handler though, but he was also mourning his best friend and lover. It was slowly pulling him apart and made Thor hurt for the man, his heart beating in sympathy.
Clint had taken to wandering the completed floors of the soon to be Avengers Tower. If he wasn't doing something completely mindless, he was practicing his aim with the various weapons he knew, or sparring with whoever could keep up with him or not bruise him to badly. He slept only once he had worn himself out mentally and physically. It was worrying to the God, even as he helped Tony put away enough food to feed a small army for a month.
Or in their case, the Avengers for a week.
Placing the bags of flour into the large container that held them, Thor stood once more and watched as Clint grabbed some fruit from the fruit bowl and left the common area. He frowned heavily to himself as Tony shifted through the bags, hunting down all of the meat so that he could separate them out.
“You're thinking really hard there,” Tony drawled as he piled the meat onto the island and pulled out the freezer bags and a pair of gloves.
Thor hummed and moved to put away the rest of the cold items as Tony ripped open the first package of meat after pulling the gloves on. “I'm worried about Clint,” he finally admitted. His mother had told him to speak with his friends if he wanted to know something or if he was just worried about something. “He is in pain.”
Tony sighed as he put the pork steaks away into baggies. “Yeah, heartbreak will do that to a person,” he said, his own voice sad. “From what I know, they have been together for close to about ten years,” he continued. “Would have been ten years in about a month or so.”
“I did not know that,” Thor said as he frowned heavily at his friend. Tony shrugged. “It is not common knowledge is it?” he asked.
“Clint got drunk a few nights after you left to take Loki back to Asgard,” Tony told him, finishing with the tray of pork that he had been separating out before turning to the next tray of meat. “We sat there and just talked. I learned a lot about him and his thing with Phil.”
“I see,” Thor rumbled as he put away the ice cream containers and turned to put away the rest of the groceries. Tony knew that there had been no real funeral for Phil, but there had been a memorial for family that Clint had attended, which had been a good thing, up until Clint had to clean out their apartment.
He had hurt and only Pepper had been able to drag him out of that pain induced coma that he had landed into, Natasha having disappeared off to somewhere to mourn in peace. The two had helped each other until Clint had moved into the tower, most of the Phil's things being secured in a room that only Tony and Clint could get into.
Tony knew for a fact that Clint had actually gone through four of the boxes so far.
Thor sighed as he pulled out and put away the boxes of pop tarts that had been bought as Tony stacked the meat, mind turning over the kernel of an idea that he was forming. “My friend, a question about the belief of the afterlife here,” he said, Tony looking up from where he had moved onto pulling skin off of some chicken breasts.
“Yeah? What do you want to know about that?” Tony asked as he finished pulling the skin off, tossing it into the trash along with the empty meat trays.
“Do you know how your afterlife is set up?” Thor asked as he started to fold up the cloth bags and put them away in their drawer.
“It depends on who you ask actually. Some say there's nothing after death while others say that depending on your connections there are various types of after lives,” Tony said, shrugging one shoulder. “Dad said that every human resonates with the spiritual and depending on the personal resonating, it will change where each person goes in the end.” He looked up to his friend and raised an eyebrow at the thoughtful look on Thor's face. “Why?”
Thor shook his head and smiled gently at the other male. “Do not worry, my friend. I have a thought though that I must speak with my mother about first.”
“Now you have me curious,” Tony snorted as he finished with the meat and pulled off his gloves, tossing them away. Grabbing a few large plastic bags, he placed the wrapped meat into them, Thor chuckling as he took four of the heavier bags. “What are you planning on doing?” he asked, grabbing the other three bags with a grunt and following after the large God.
“I must speak with my mother first,” Thor chuckled as they walked to one of the freezers and put the meat away. “I will go see her tonight and see if she does not have the information that I require for what I am thinking about.”
Tony closed the lid and stared at the larger male before nodding his head in agreement. “Alright, I'll let you off for the moment. But I will want in on your plan as soon as you know what you need to know,” he stated, going to clean up the island, Thor following after him with another chuckle.
“I will, my friend, I will,” he promised, idly watching as Tony bent over to grab the cleaner and a rag. “I must go get ready though. Will you be able to deal with the rest of the coming food?” he asked, stopping the train of thought that he had started to go down, turning back to his original line of thought.
“I'll be good. More meat, including some pork for pulled port tonight, mostly. I'll save you some to,” Tony promised, smiling at the other male.
Thor nodded his head in thanks before he headed to his own apartment to dress. Pulling on his Asgardian garb, he allowed his mind to work on the slowly forming plan to reunite the two lovers. He had much to speak about with his mother, but he still had much to think about before hand. Rubbing at his head, Thor ran a hand through his hair, ruffling the loose locks, reminding himself that he should pull his hair back. Picking up his hair tie, he pulled part of his hair back and secured it in place, content with the way he was looking.
Leaving his room, Thor gathered Mjolnir as he stepped into the common room once more, finding Tony signing for the food and nodding at the delivery guy. “Tony, I shall be leaving now. Are you good?” he asked.
Tony looked up and smirked, nodding his head as he handed over the clipboard, the delivery guy glaring at him slightly before he was leaving with his two partners, the food in boxes on the floor. “I'm good. Look, head off to talk with your mother. I'll cover for you and all of that, so no real worries,” he drawled, lips pulling into an amused smile. “Have fun.”
“I will,” Thor chuckled, heading to the balcony area where he and Tony could easily take off. Calling out for Heimdall, he left Earth with a flash of light and arrived, nodding to the large male wearing golden armor as milky eyes turned to him. “Greetings, Heimdall. All is well?” he asked as he straightened his cloak.
“It does. Your mother requests that you come see her in an hour. She must weave for a bit first,” Heimdall stated, Thor smiling broadly and nodding his head.
“Very well. Thank you for telling me,” he said, heading out of the main area and finding a horse waiting for him, looking rather bored. Chuckling at his mothers thinking, he mounted the large beast and started a leisurely walk back to the palace, using the time to arrange his thoughts.
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