TORTURED BY RAINBOWS

Title: medieval!AU currently title less
Pairing: C/C/N
Been writing this up on tumblr, just want to compile it here for right now, unfinished

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Title: The Blood on our Hands
Author: me
Rating: R
Pairing: Clint/Coulson
Summary: Phil Coulson is a detective hard at work tracking down Clint Barton, a troubled young man on a killing spree. This is their story.
A/N:I blame Dahmer and Dizmo for this verse, one for inspiring it (partly) and one for encouraging it (always). I'd like to make note that I never considered Clint to be a sociopath or a psychopath in this verse, he is not mentally ill and he is fully cognizant of the consequences of his actions. He is however traumatized. Warnings for trauma, death, murder, and past abuse.
Cross-posted from AO3, written originally all on Tumblr.

( Blood dripped off of his knuckles )

He had a thing for red.( film noir enough? )

Hibari is three-quarters starved by the time they drag him out of the hole Mukuro was keeping him in. ( ...yaaaaaaaaay )

Fuji twirled the glass around in his hands. ( just f*ing around... )

The diner was small, and cozy. ( Random Mob AU? )

The sea air was salty, the waves were brisk, and Tsuna had never been more glad that he had conquered sea sickness. ( WHY DO I WRITE PIRATES WHEN I HATE SAILING? )

Kotani sat in his car, grasping the wheel tightly.