Clint: "I'm going to hijack a helicopter and airlift two dozen dogs out of this house on 43rd Street that isn't taking care of them. Their illegal stuff should negate my illegal stuff, right???"
Nat: "I'm kind of worried about the number of agents looking at my butt these days. It's not that I care that their attention is on it but they're willing to get caught looking... am I less scary than I used to be? Should I intimidate them more?"
Steve: "You don't need to dramatically rescue me or anything, but if you could call me in half an hour so that I have an excuse to get out of the meeting with that senator, that would be fantastic."
Tony: "What do you mean SHIELD doesn't need hovercrafts? Everyone needs hovercrafts in their life."
( @bokketo)
YOU HAVE FOUR NEW VOICE MESSAGES.
Amelia held in a sigh. For the past two-and-a-half hours, she'd been stuck going over the Avengers' expense reports for S.H.I.E.L.D. related missions, and it'd been a headache.
She hadn't even had a chance to eat breakfast yet, and it was near one in the afternoon. What started as a dull ache at her temple now felt like a sharp icicle stabbing her through her left eye.
Now, she was back in her office, her coffee cold, and four new messages on her phone.
"Okay, might as well get started..." she mumbled and sighed before hitting play and putting it on speaker while she worked the Keurig she had in her office.
She almost dropped her mug when she heard Barton's message, spinning around and marching back to her desk where her phone laid, yelling at it, "Are you kidding me?"
She wasn't even gone for a whole day! How did this happen?
She picked up her office phone, already dialing Clint's cell number when Natasha's message played.
At that point, Amelia sighed. Oh great. Now, she was going to have to rein in Nat before she terrorized the new recruits into quitting.
"What next?" she grumbled.
Of course, she had to ask.
"Captain?" she whined before groaning. "Jesus, please tell me he didn't go on a lecture that's being shared on YouTube..." she mumbled under her breath, getting more exasperated and frustrated as her call to the infamous Hawkeye went to the voicemail.
"Damnit, Barton," she growled, dialing again. If that archer just thought he could ignore her and she'd go away!...
...And then Tony mentioned the hovercrafts.
Oh no. What did that mean? What was he planning?
AND WHY THE FRAK WAS CLINT NOT ANSWERING HIS PHONE?!
She was debating whether or not to try him for a third time, call to try and see if she could get Steve to calmly leave the meeting, tell Nat to rein it in and not scare the newbies too badly, or if she needed to call Tony to tell him to stop ordering things on the S.H.I.E.L.D. expense account or tamper with S.H.I.E.L.D. property and technology to develop new 'toys', when her office phone rang this time.
"Davidson," she answered.
"Hi, Agent Davidson. The Deputy Director has requested you to meet her at her office. Immediately," came the smooth voice of Maria Hill's secretary.
She gritted her teeth, forcing a smile as she replied politely, "Yes, ma'am, I'll be right there." She hung up the call, almost screaming in frustration.
"...I have not had enough coffee for this..." she mumbled under her breath then sighed again.
"Well...better get back to work..."
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Natasha wears an arrow necklace so she can keep Clint with her wherever she goes, and Clint wears a tracker he has no idea about so that she can find him wherever he goes.
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Clint reaches out and clasps Loki's cold, boney hand, in the way that Thor wanted to six months ago but didn't trust himself to.
"Please just wake up, Grumpy-L."
Loki doesn't.
From @galaxythreads INCREDIBLE fic "You Screamed For So Long We Forgot to Care Anymore", go give it a read on AO3!
CW: Injuries and scarring under the cut
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Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Clint is not an avenger, but Bucky still is, Sex Worker Clint Barton, from a certain point of view, Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, All kinds of sex, it's mostly just sex, Gift Exchange, Gift Fic
Summary:
In which Clint continues to impersonate an actual sex worker, to everyone’s benefit
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[text: angry redhead] hey
@ofmythsandfables
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a winterhawk mixtape
side a (wake up, asshole)
1. Bad Company - Bad Company
2. Black Veil Brides - Perfect Weapon
3. Ozzy Osbourne - Shot In The Dark
4. Rise Against - Satellite
5. Skillet - Never Surrender
6. The Weepies - Add My Effort
7. All Time Low - Time Bomb
side b (feelin' kinda swept off my feet here, romeo)
8. +44 - When Your Heart Stops Beating
9. Taylor Swift - Delicate
10. Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You
11. A Day To Remember - Your Way With Words Is Through Silence
12. Lifehouse - Hanging By a Moment
13. Billie Holiday - The Way You Look Tonight
14. Brian Fallon - I Don't Mind If I'm With You
15. Melissa Etheridge - Nowhere To Go
@defectivexfragmented
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Two people are hanging off the side of a cliff: someone your muse considers family and a child they’ve never met before. No one is around for miles and they can only choose one.
Who do they save?
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𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋: 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑)
Clint Barton & Linda Carter
tagged by: @darehearts (i think?)
tagging: @whereisthatwritten, @erthlyheavn, @revenantinflames, @uncertainlogic, @amcthystdreams, @starcapt, @dcvilcomplex, @fearpowered, @gctbusydying, @jesuisvictimedemavictoire, @liibertysdream, @zimnyayavdova, @cldserpent, @monmuses ( ignore this if you don't wanna, this is my "i haven't been the most interactive / so silly little dash games is my way to say hy mutuals have a good one thanks for following, i see you <3)
@crisispider / @thefleetsfinest (cause you are legally obligated to see this)
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💬 Frank, rumor has it you are sleeping with Clint Barton from the Avengers
@defectivexfragmented
"Better check your sources. I never met anyone named Clint Barton, and I doubt you'll catch an Avenger slummin' it with the Punisher."
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“The food is not burnt. It’s—slightly toasted.” // clint (I couldn't resist)
( @bokketo )
He was trying so hard.
Amelia repeated that in her mind like a mantra as her eyes went past the archer holding the plate of burnt cookies and the mess that her kitchen was in.
Honestly, Amelia wanted to scream. The kitchen was her sanctuary. Hell, even though it was technically a common room, even most of the Avengers referred to the kitchen at the Tower as Amelia’s. She was even more anal about her own kitchen--everything was in a specific spot, it was clean, there were certain stables always there, along with certain decorations, etc.
And in his effort to try and cheer up his girlfriend, still brooding over the fact it was over fourteen years since she last saw Joshua, Clint Francis Barton, the archer who never missed, the famed Hawkeye, pizza and coffee connoisseur, tried to bake the chocolate shortbread cookies she simply adored.
He tried so hard.
“...”
Amelia mentally took a deep breath and managed to give him a faint smile without having her eyes well up with tears. “...You know, you’re my favorite Avenger,” she commented sincerely, leaning up to gently kiss his cheek.
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Clint's the kind of person where he sounds like he's fliting when he's not meaning to at all, but as soon as he tries to flirt, he's a complete disaster.
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what ray really needs is a parental figure who can handle all his hang ups and fuck ups
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HEADCANON - CLINT
With growing up in the circus, Clint was raised to believe in certain superstitions that were common among the performers. Even years later, the superstitions adapted to his every day life with taking on the mindset of, I did the thing and nothing bad happened so there's no reason to stop. The superstitions are small, not even noticeable unless you spend a lot of time around him.
The circus performers believed you had to step into the ring with your right foot or it would bring you bad luck. It carried over into his adult life by when he steps onto a quinjet or whatever vehicle he is taking on a mission, it is always with his right foot. It’s also considered bad luck to whistle inside the big top (circus tent). As adult, Clint will not whistle indoors and will make a comment if someone around him is doing so. Elephant hair is considered lucky and it’s even luckier if you give it someone else. A small thin length of braided elephant hair is tied to the arm of his favorite bow, right above the grip.
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"It's not much, but I saw it and thought of you."
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