"Hey, what do you want from me? First thing it says on my dating profile—‘I don’t kill’"

(Source: widowsledger, via iron-han)



mariahillshield:

Ah, Barton. You always surprise me with the big words. I sometimes forget—even with your constant string of bad decisions—that you’re not an idiot.

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            I’ve been as well as one can get in a position like mine. As far as missing you, I can say without flinching that my days are made much easier when you’re minimally involved.

Well, don’t let the SAT vocabulary fool you.  I’m still an idiot.  But I’m your favourite idiot, so really that’s all that counts.

          Yeah, yeah, Director Hill, I hear you.  Barton makes everybody’s life miserable.  You can keep on talking, but I know it’s just that Director machismo that’s got you sounding like Robocop.  I bet you sleep with a picture of me under your pillow at night, just waiting for the day I’ll come back and make the Avengers interesting again.  It’s okay, I won’t tell anybody.  I just hope it’s as flattering as the picture of you I keep under my pillow.

          Aren’t you even going to ask where I’ve been?  Or are you too busy thinking up other adjectives for ‘pain in the ass’?  I bet I can give you some.  I’m the one with the impressive vocabulary between us, after all - you said so, yourself.  Too late to take it back now, a compliment is a compliment.

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365 DAYS OF JREN | 182/365

365 DAYS OF JREN | 182/365

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mariahillshield:

        bowjob started following you

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                  There’s just no getting rid of you, is there?

Ah, don’t be such a curmudgeon, Hill.  You know you know you missed my good looks and boyish charm.

          How have you been, by the way?  Apart from missing me terribly.  That one goes without saying.



pervigiltigris:

To say she was stunned, well— it was an understatement. She was expecting this sort of thing to come from Steve, or Hank or… jesus, maybe even Simon but Clint Barton?

                                                     She never would have guessed ]

     Clint— - [ She was pretty much lost for words ] I—

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She looked at him, like, really looked at him. Trying to work out if he was serious or… something. But his eyes were sincere, and that was what confused her the most. Was he willing to change for her? Was there something that she missed all those years ago? ]

     Thank you. I mean it, really. And… you’re right. It is gonna be tough, and yeah, I probably will need someone to— to help me out. With Will and, and the hormones. 

She leant over to kiss his cheek, reaching up to run a hand over the side of his face. Was this really happening? ]

     I think I just need a little bit of time to myself. Just to… collect, I guess.

[ Clint returned her stunned expression with a sincere, crooked smile, reaching up a hand to meet hers on the side of his face, cupping her thin, deft hand in his larger, calloused one. ]

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     Well, hell, that’s to be expected.  Nobody’s ever ready to just drop everything and make changes.  Especially somebody as stubborn as you.  [ He grinned at her, giving a soft breath of a chuckle. ]  Got a couple things I need to take care of, myself, anyway.  Personal stuff.  Just a couple other people I should probably see while I’m in town.  Once I’m done with that I’ll be a free agent.

     [ He grinned.  It was a terrible joke.  Then, tucking his thumb into the cup of her hand, he pulled it around, kissing the underside of her fingers affectionately, before letting go of her hand again and getting to his feet, giving a little tired stretch and clearing his throat. ]

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     Just… let me know when you’re ready for me to start helping out around here, okay?  Give me a call, or text me or something.  You’ve got my number, and I’ll be around.  Got a hotel room here in the city, paid for a couple days.  Wasn’t sure if I’d be staying or moving on.  Guess it was a good call coming to see you first, though.  Never know what other kind of trouble I might have gotten myself into otherwise.



{ ooc; I need to update Clint’s headcanons, badly. }



(Source: kmoviesmut, via selfishheroism)


5 months ago · 54,298 notes (© kmoviesmut)
#NSFW #need it here

fuckyeahavengingarcher:


Clint: Hey, check it out. I’m not the one that got his ass kicked this time.

From Inhumanity #01 (Matt Fraction & Olivier Coipel)

fuckyeahavengingarcher:

Clint: Hey, check it out. I’m not the one that got his ass kicked this time.

From Inhumanity #01 (Matt Fraction & Olivier Coipel)

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{ ooc; I’m so behind.  I’ve been losing my mind the last couple of days and roleplay just wasn’t happening.  I WILL catch up, though.  I WILL. }



pervigiltigris:

It’s okay. [ She got out quickly, smiling meekly up at him ]

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     He’ll be two on the 21st. He’s… yeah. He grew up so quick. You wonder where the time went, y’know? Seems like yesterday I was watching him try to stand on two legs…

Won’t be long before he’s taking your place on the team.  [ He gave another forced chuckle. ]  El Tigre, or… something.  Something that strikes fear into the hearts of men.  He’ll figure it out.

     [ He smiled, letting her move away and retrieving his arm, instead folding his hands idly across his ribcage.  He hesitated, debating whether to delve back into more serious topics, before finally looking up at her again, imploring. ]

     Listen, I don’t… I don’t want to impose, or anything, but… are you gonna be okay?  I mean, I know you’re tough as nails - tougher than me, honestly - but… this, this whole… situation, you’re in… I know it can be tough.  The, the hormones, and the… everything else, especially with the teaching job…

     [ He took a breath.  He was leading somewhere, he was just having a difficult time figuring out how to get there. ]

     I guess what I’m asking is— do you want some help?  Or, no, I guess what I’m more asking is, do you need some help?  I know sometimes it’s tough to admit when we need something… we’re both guilty of that, stubborn as mules, but…

     [ He hesitated again, fumbling over his words, before sighing, frustrated with himself. ]

     I don’t know what I’m trying to say.  I guess… I guess what I’m saying is, if you want me to stick around, help out with stuff… all you have to do is ask, and I’ll be happy to stay.  For as long as you need me here.  I know I don’t really have a good record of sticking around, but… I’m getting better.  I think I can be that guy, if you need me to be.

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