Three new chapters edited up and on Standing on his own. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21096008 #fanfiction #harrypotter

New Chapter up. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21096008/chapters/57402673 #fanfiction #harrypotter

Two more chapters of Standing on His Own are up. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21096008/chapters/56626654 #fanfiction

For those that know me well, I play a lot of computer games. Mostly World of Warcraft. I tend to run behind the curve thanks to life and work but lately with all the time off I’ve caught up except for a single raid, the final battle against Nazoth (probably spelling this wrong, don’t care). I’ve tried to run the raid a dozen times now, raids tend to be fast but these are taking over an hour to even get everyone to sign up and then an hour later we are still stuck on stage thr

I am slowly reposting in my old Fanfiction to Archieve of Our Own. Standing on his own, a Harry Potter fanfic is going up. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21096008/chapters/50194037 #fanfiction #harrypotter

I’ve reposted an old story up on Archieve of Our Own after I received a request. Check it out here. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21095450 #avengers #fanfiction

I will be posting my fanfiction back on AO3 in the coming weeks. Hopefully this time I don’t get my account suspended constantly. https://archiveofourown.org/users/Selfmanic #ao3 #blog #fanfiction #writing

Ch. 6 Tony woke up with a groan, his head pounding. The lights were already dimmed and he watched the blurred image before him for a long moment before he was able to force his hand to take the offered bottle of water. He took it and rinsed away the thick taste of blood filling his mouth. “How long was I out?” he asked sipping the cold water to see if his stomach was going to protest. “About ten hours,” Clint said digging out a protein bar and opening it for him. “I was going

Ch. 5 Tony made his way inside at speed dodging the few lab coated scientists who were running through the halls as they tried to escape before the building went up. Natasha and Steve were working on the bomb while Hawkeye and Thor kept watch outside making sure the idiots were rounded up by the waiting Shield agents. Tony was to try and hack the main computer system and stop the launch of dozens of long range rockets carrying bioterrorism agents. He reached the computer and

Ch. 4 Tony eyed the base below him with a sigh. Bruce had left for a conference on Particle Physics three days ago and then never checked into his hotel. Shield discretely sent a tail along for the trip but Bruce popped up and handed him a coffee ten minutes into the train ride, an hour later Bruce was off Shield’s radar and the agent was scheduled for remedial training. Clint merely laughed when the news came in and offered to track the rogue physicist down but they’d agreed

Ch. 3 Tony gave a happy hum as the suit finished folding around him. The soft soothing murmur of Jarvis’ processes filled the back of his mind as each system booted up. Most of the time Tony preferred to rely on the instrumentation and not the mumbled cadence of voices at the back of his head when he was using the suit but occasionally the tech would register something faster than the warning could be displayed and then his ability saved the lives of those around him or even

Ch. 2 Now that he was living with the rest of the Avengers Tony was constantly surprised at how each person reacted to the technology in his home. Some of it was predictable, some not so much. Steve and surprisingly Bruce were baffled that so many of his appliances and machines had quirks they were forced to learn to work around. There had already been one explosion in Bruce’s lab and two fires in the kitchen thanks to Steve’s attempts to make toast. Natasha simply memorized

Ch. 1 Tony listened with half an ear to Dummy as he babbled like a hyperactive five year old about his day, completely ignoring the fact that Tony had been there for most of it. He adjusted the next sensor on the suit and had Jarvis start running a systems check. Unlike Dummy, Jarvis sounded much the same as he did in real life, a steady murmur of polite processing as he went through his daily tasks. The other systems around the tower each had their own voice and mannerisms t

Ch. 10 Phil made his way to medical, forcing himself to only stride quickly and with purpose. It would not do to scare the staff by running. The texts from Natasha had not been reassuring. Need you in Medical, ASAP. – NR Reason? – PC Clint. -NR He walked into chaos, a nurse quickly directed him to a crowded medical bay. Natasha stood to one side of a bed while several nurses and doctors were treating injured just outside the door. Phil pushed past them, Clint had to be the bl

Ch. 9 Phil cursed softly as he untangled himself from where he was spooned, chest to back, against Clint. Snatching up the phone he answered with a growled “Coulson.”. Clint watched him for a moment before shifting to get up, he might as well get dressed since he doubted sleep was going to be an option once Phil left. Shield never called an agent or asset while they were on leave unless it was a true emergency. Clint had just pulled on a pair of jeans and black sweater when h

Ch. 8 The next few days were some of the best that Clint could ever remember. Yes, he still had nightmares and moments where he lost himself in painful memories but Phil somehow made everything better. He had resigned himself years ago to never being allowed to have Phil in the way he really wanted and yet now he was allowed to touch, to hold and cuddle. It was amazing. He was allowed to kiss, which was even better. They had stuck to gentle presses of lips and a few light mak

Ch. 7 Clint sat hunched on the bathmat, shuddering as the room filled with steam. Eventually he managed to crawl into the shower and under the cascade of scalding water. He peeled off his sopping clothes and left them in a heap to one side as he slowly unthawed. Struggling to his feet he began to slowly wash. He needed to get himself back together enough that Phil wouldn’t take one look at him and commit him to a psych ward. Though it might be too late for that considering ho

Ch. 6 Clint glanced to behind him when the sound of pounding of feet on pavement fell in line with his own strides. Steve slid through the handful of pedestrians with ease, pulling up even with Clint, a small smile on his lips. Clint huffed under his breath as the super soldier easily kept pace. He had intended to go on a rather long and punishing run so that he could collapse in exhaustion tonight. Clint gave a small grin and upped the pace. Might as well see if super soldie

Ch. 5 Six weeks into his therapy Clint’s limp was virtually nonexistent unless he was utterly exhausted.  His days consisted of doing paperwork for Shield, rehab, and putting in a few hours at the range. It still left way too many hour in the day to be filled. Now that he was off the pain medication he was barely sleeping at night. He had never been one to do extra work during his down time but with hours of free time he found himself plowing through his backlog of files and

Ch. 4 Clint woke with a gasp, his muscles protesting his tightly coiled position. He lay there curled in a tight ball, shivering in reaction. He was at the tower, he was safe. Clint reached down to cup himself with a small shudder, trying to ignore the missing press of his balls against one leg. Trying to ignore the catch of the criss crossed scars against his skin. With a curse he forced himself up and moving, rubbing at his face to remove any trace of tears. He hadn’t lost