In love,               People try to unmask eachother.

⠀⠀ Fury's quietly started a new initiative. Instead of a catch-and-release with powered people, he wants to form a team, take Earth's mightiest to find out if they're heroes. For it, he's sending agents to investigate such individuals and have them placed on the index for later encounters. Agent Baldacci wasn't judging the idea.

⠀⠀Ronette was known for her fierce dedication and discipline on the job, she had made a career out of invading people's privacy; it comes naturally. Studying their movements, the slightest variation in posture— she snoops, tails, dig up dirt on, blackmail, and wiretaps. If only she could leave her work at the office. Her boss thinks she is tenacious and ambitious; her friends think she is stubborn, and maybe even a bit obsessed.

⠀⠀Up to a certain point she hadn't been off the tracks. Or at least she hadn't documented it on paper while writing mission reports forms. Most nights you can find her trying not to lose sleep, thinking of how she's playing with fire, letting potential threats walk away still drawing breath, but her other options aren't ones she can live with. She won't risk killing innocents. Not again. And casualties added to the roster of what's already blackening her name to the public is the last thing she wants.

⠀⠀ But sure, shit happens.

⠀⠀Perhaps Nick has a point; the world craves and most importantly needs individuals with noble intentions—those who serve the public openly, while people like her operate behind closed doors and heroes maintain a spotless image. But it's hard to believe in heroes, all that feel-good hopeful optimistic shit, when they've never been there when world needed them.

⠀⠀But let's rewind a bit, back to the recruiting; Director Fury is sending rookie agents. Rookies, to deal with this group of annoying personalities who'll be fighting for who has the biggest ego running around the city in spandex suits. Not Ronette, who has made quite a name for herself for the past five years. Well, actually, she prefers to think that this job will be handed over to lower-level officials.

⠀⠀But when Fury calls her to watch over–and report on–Clint Barton, a human disaster. The only name she starts to care about is Hawkeye; a cocky hunk in purple with the bow and arrow. Part super-hero, part swashbuckler and all showman, the world's greatest marksman and oh how he loves to prove it. On paper, it's simple; watch him, evaluate him, determine whether he's an apt candidate. At least, it doesn't seem like it's going to cause her much trouble.

⠀⠀ As hard as it is for her to admit it, Ronette Baldacci is wrong for once in her life.

⠀⠀Car. Brawls. Explosions. Traps. A hasty marriage. Going undercover. Arrows can't solve everything it seems. Who knew? And when the dust settles, what will the future hold for the pair? Hopefully the two birds of a feather have a; Lucky Strike.

Albatross,
as described 〳ronette 'roni' baldacci

Hawkeye,
boyd holbrook 〳 clinton francis barton

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emily vancamp / sharon carter
elizabeth debicki /  barbara 'bobbi' morse
dev patel  /  roman dellamare
adria arjona  /  indie margaret wilbur
ryan gosling  /  gideon shepherd
manny jacinto  /  ezra kenneth woo
nathalie emmanuel /  johanna fonseca
samuel l. jackson  /  nick fury
cobie smulders  /  maria hill
Additional Characters As Described.

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disclaimer/warning; i do not own the marvel universe or any of its characters, all rights belong to the respective owners. i do, take credit for for all my original content within this story. this book is rated mature so it will have sensitive content such as: misogyny, violence, self destructive behaviors, vulgar lenguage, blood, sexual content, death, mentions of grief, depictions of mental illness, drinking, smoking, strong language, trauma, and nudity. read at your own discretion.

🎯 everyone welcome (back?) to LUCKY STRIKE! clint barton fic in the year 2025, who would've guessed. some of you might remember the old draft—it's basically the same, but i've tweaked a few things here and there. you know, just to shake things up a little and keep it interesting! this will be set pre-avengers and given that i want to use this fic as a guinea pig to have fun, it won't be too dark. it will have a lot of humor and unfortunately (for me because it is painfully difficult to write them) many many fighting scenes as well, with some sprinkles of domestic moments and the occasional found family trope here and there. basically a catastrophic "sitcom."

this fic is purely and entirely dedicated to my absolute bestie maenadscult who convinced me to republish it (and no, i'm not being held at gunpoint, i promise...) honestly, putting this back up wasn't in the cards for me right now, but here we are—so you all better give a big thank you to thena for making it happen!

truth to be told, i can't lie—this whole thing is also fueled by my ongoing clint brainrot. he's a character i'm ridiculously fond of, even though he's absolutely not my type. at all. like, i do not want him in a room with no others. i swear. (kidding! ...or am i?) but seriously, he was one of my first introductions to marvel comics, and in a way, i owe him everything. so, as much as i like to joke, i'm really hoping i can do him justice here.

don't expect to see anything from mcu!clint here, for me he doesn't even exist. (personality-wise) i can't even explain how butchered hawkeye's introduction was and how marvel utterly dropped the ball with such a wonderful character. but once again here i am to fix everything.

roniclint or cloni... i haven't decided yet, are one of my favorite pairings i've ever written. clint is the biggest man loser known to mankind. a fucking idiot. real deplorable ass guy. pathetic as shit. and roni has to kind of babysit him around so her mind is full of: " i hate my coworker so much but i keep ending up in situations where i have to protect or care for him" to which each time he's like "aw you really do care!". they're about to be the craziest most prolonged slowburn situationship in history. coworkers to ride or die to maybe lovers. no one knows in which order cause it keeps chainging. i hope you enjoy.

as always please don't become a silent reader.
bye, for now !
gia.

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