Bruce: Honestly, do any of you even remember the ABCβs of first aid?
The Avengers:
Peter: A.
Bucky: Bone.
Clint: Coming out of the skin is very bad.
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
Today's Document
AnasAbdin
noise dept.
Xuebing Du
RMH
wallacepolsom
tumblr dot com
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Mike Driver
cherry valley forever
Cosimo Galluzzi
todays bird

PR's Tumblrdome

Origami Around
trying on a metaphor
styofa doing anything
sheepfilms
I'd rather be in outer space πΈ

seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from TΓΌrkiye

seen from United States

seen from T1

seen from Singapore
seen from Netherlands

seen from Belgium

seen from Spain
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from TΓΌrkiye
@deafnotstupid
Bruce: Honestly, do any of you even remember the ABCβs of first aid?
The Avengers:
Peter: A.
Bucky: Bone.
Clint: Coming out of the skin is very bad.
30K celebration event: Top 10 comic characters (as voted by our followers) β #2 Clint Barton/Hawkeye
"You know that little voice in your head that tells you, 'Hey, maybe you shouldn't do that'? ...Yeah, I don't think I have one of those." {from deafnotstupid for anyone}
βUm.. Iβm not sure thatβs true but also I think mine is stuck between being trapped in a box and screaming very loudly.β Steve admitted, smirking slightly. @deafnotstupid
"Yeah, no, I genuinely don't think mine exists," Clint said, cheery. He was seated in a spinning chair, slowly propelling himself in circles back and forth. "I find myself in quite a few situations that I could have very easily not been in, but...I dunno. Hindsight's 20/20, I guess."
βSometimes I think you just need a brain transplant... but also Iβm the likely the last one that should be calling you out.β Steve admitted, rubbing his shoe against the floor.
Clint halted in his spinning, miming being shot in the heart, sliding down off the chair, which spun as he went with his weight no longer on it. He grinned as he got back up, reclaiming his seat. "Harsh, Rogers." His tone was light, though--he hadn't taken the comment personally. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure the last time you did something reckless and someone ratted you out to Barnes, he just about had a brain aneurism. According to him, he's been dealing with your reckless bullshit for the last ninety-something years."
"You know that little voice in your head that tells you, 'Hey, maybe you shouldn't do that'? ...Yeah, I don't think I have one of those." {from deafnotstupid for anyone}
βUm.. Iβm not sure thatβs true but also I think mine is stuck between being trapped in a box and screaming very loudly.β Steve admitted, smirking slightly. @deafnotstupid
"Yeah, no, I genuinely don't think mine exists," Clint said, cheery. He was seated in a spinning chair, slowly propelling himself in circles back and forth. "I find myself in quite a few situations that I could have very easily not been in, but...I dunno. Hindsight's 20/20, I guess."
Symbol meme starters.
Send one for my museβs reaction! Feel free to alter context, switch museβs positions, etc, as necessary. Contains some mild NSFW.
(chest) - for your muse to press a hand against my museβs chest (hair) - for your muse to bury their face in my museβs hair (backhand) - for your muse to backhand my muse (jaw) - for your muse to grip my museβs jaw in one hand (lap) - for your muse to sit in my museβs lap (whisper) - for your muse to whisper in my museβs ear (bottom) - for your muse to rest a hand on my museβs ass (or slap it) (undress) - for your muse to undress mine (may not be nsfw!) (pin) - for your muse to pin mine to a specified surfaceΒ (yank) - for your muse to yank mine out of the way of danger (bite) - for your muse to bite mine (palm) - for your muse to clap a hand over my museβs mouth (throw) - for your muse to physically throw mine (piggyback) - for your muse to leap onto my museβs back for a piggyback ride (nourish) - for your muse to provide my muse with food or drink (secret) - for your muse to reveal a secret to mine (specify the secret!) (discover) - for your muse to discover information about mine that they shouldnβt know (rescue) - for your muse to rescue mine from danger (promise) - for your muse to make mine a promise, whether they intend to keep it or not (lie) - for your muse to lie to mine (specify the lie) (confess) - for your muse to make a confession of truth to mine (command) - for your muse to give my muse an order or instruction, which may or may not be followed (hide) - for your muse to hide somewhere with my muse (sleep) - for your muse to fall asleep on mine (misc) - create your own/sender specifies! useful if something here gives you an idea that isnβt otherwise written.
two word starters
β please donβt β
β iβm sorry β
β trust me β
β fuck off β
β donβt go β
β please stay β
β i tried β
β youβre wrong β
β youβre right β
β i know β
β donβt run β
β go away β
β donβt stop β
β itβs hard β
β donβt cry β
β we canβt β
β calm down β
β iβm scared β
β make me β
β wanna bet ? β
β run away β
β donβt look β
β i promise β
β try harder β
β believe me β
β donβt move β
β youβre mean β
β iβm cold β
β youβre beautiful β
β hold me β
β let me β
β come here β
β shut up β
β fuck off β
β itβs complicated β
β youβre okay βΒ
β wake up ! β
β youβre on β
β iβm pregnant β
β youβre sick β
β how long ? β
β what happened ? β
β stop it β
Misery Loves Company
A set of angsty starters.
Change pronouns/wording as needed.
βTheyβll hate you for this.β
βYouβre making all the wrong choices.β
βI canβt save you from yourself.β
βYou have to want to make the right choices.β
βThis is helping no one!β
βYouβre breaking my heartβ¦.β
βHow could you do this?!β
βI didnβt mean for it to turn out like this!β
βYou have to believe me!β
βPlease! Help me!β
βYouβve doomed us all!β
βYouβreβ¦abandoning us?β
βGet out of here!β
βWe donβt want you.β
βNever show your face around here again.β
βHow dare you?!β
βYouβre just going to save yourself and leave everyone else?β
βYou hurt me.β
βIβm trying to help!β
βYou need to help yourself.β
βI canβt do this anymore.β
βWhy are you running away from everything?β
βI canβt trust you.β
βWhy donβt you trust me?β
βDo you like hurting me?β
βI canβt let you do this.β
βYouβll be seen as a monster if you do this.β
βDo the ends justify the means?β
βAre you okay with losing your heart along the way?β
βI donβt think itβs worth the risk.β
βPlease, just go!β
βIβll be fine. Keep going.β
βI didnβt betray you!β
βDonβt listen to them!β
βPlease, donβt do thisβ¦.β
touch-starved starters!!
β no oneβs ever done that to me before. β
β could you play with my hair? β
β i canβt remember the last time i did this with someone. βΒ
β that feels nice. β
β i havenβt been hugged in years. β
β i never want to let go. β
β letβs just cuddle forever. βΒ
β you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. β
β i just want to be held for a little while. β
β youβre legally obligated to keep holding me. β
β i think i forgot what human contact felt like. β
β i need to remember what hugs feel like. β
β do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? β
β my family was never the touchy-feely type. β
β iβve never been in a relationship before, so i donβt really know how to do the wholeβ¦kissing thing. β
β you were my first kiss. β
β could we cuddle, like, platonically? β
β iβm in desperate need of a hug. β
β i didnβt even know i was ticklish there! β
Rattled and Relief Starters
βYouβre shaking, I can see it. Itβs okay.β
βGet away get awayβ¦ get awayβ¦β
βYouβre not okay, please, let me help.β
βStop it, no. Enough. STOP!β
βItβs okay, Iβm here. Youβre okay.β
βI just-Iβm sorry Iβ¦ I didnβt mean to react that way.β
βDid Iβ¦ please tell me I didnβt hurt you.β
βWeβre going somewhere safe.β
βNo, no no no itβs all going wrong, weβre running out of time!β
βWeβre gonna get through this, okay? Trust me?β
βIt never really stoppedβ¦ the shaking is always thereβ¦β
βPlease donβt lie to meβ¦ tell me whatβs wrong.β
βHow about we just go somewhere quiet okay?β
βI know Iβm not good at this butβ¦ Iβm here.β
βYouβre making it worse!β
βWhy did you have to bring it up?β
βHold onto me, youβll be okay.β
βI want it to stop. Itβs not stopping.β
βAre you doing better?β
βDonβt make me talk about it. Please donβt.β
βItβs alrightβ¦ I get it, I do.β
βIβm back, like I promised.β
βLeave me alone-just leave me alone.β
βIβm coming closer, and Iβm going to put my hand on your shoulder, alright?β
βYou are safe. You are going to be safe.β
βHey, yβknow what would be a good idea? A retractable dildo. It could be called The Pocket Dick.β
βMarinara sauce is just a tomato smoothie. Salsa is just tomato fruit salad. Thereβs literally nothing stopping people from drinking marinara sauce like a smoothie or eating salsa like fruit salad except for their own cowardice.β
βYouβre completely ignoring the fact that eating those things like that is fucking disgusting.β Bucky pointed out with a shake of his head. βBut this is you weβre talking about and Iβve seen the atrocities youβve managed to shove down your gullet.β
βYou just donβt wanna admit Iβm right because youβre scared of the implications,β Clint retorted.Β βAnd Iβm not saying Iβm gonna do it, Iβm just saying itβs totally possible.β
we were robbed by not getting to see this, in this essayβ
[In a queue at Starbucks]
Bucky: *walks up to Sam and grabs his hand* This line is crazy.
Sam: Uhβ¦ Buckyβ¦
Bucky: *looks at Sam* Youβre not my boyfriend.
Steve: Youβre holding the wrong hand, Buck.
Bucky: You sure?
Sam & Steve: *nodding*
Bucky: I feel compelled to finish this Starbucks experience with you.
Sam: Iβm not paying for you.
Bucky: Nevermind, Iβm going back to my boyfriend.
Steve: Iβm not paying for you either.
Clint: *at the front of the line* Come hold my hand, man. Iβll buy you anything you want.
Bucky: *goes to hold Clint's hand* At least somebody cares about me.
ππ π πππ€π€, ππ₯ πππππ€ π'π ππ¦π€π₯ πππ π₯πππ£ ππ¦ππ π¨ππ₯π π ππ π¨. ππ₯ πππππ€ π'π§π ππππ ππ π ππππ ππͺπ€πππ π₯πππ€ π¨ππ ππ π₯πππ. πΈππ π₯πππ₯'π€ π¨ππͺ π πππ§ππ£ πππ€π€.
Indie Clint Barton RP by Ches, based largely off of Avengers Assemble and Earth-616 comics. Rules | | Verses
βHey, cβmere a second, I wanna try something.β He paused, backtracked and rephrased,Β βI just want to see your reaction to something real quick.β
There was a heavy pause, one where Clint tried his best not to laugh, before he managed to get his features under control enough to have a completely straight face.
βAnywhomstβdβve.β
βMarinara sauce is just a tomato smoothie. Salsa is just tomato fruit salad. Thereβs literally nothing stopping people from drinking marinara sauce like a smoothie or eating salsa like fruit salad except for their own cowardice.β
Natasha sighed softly when he pulled his hand away from hers. She nodded though in response to his words. βOkay. I understand.β She shifted back a bit and decided to give him some space since he had pulled away from her. βdo you mind if I stay out here with you for a bit?β
Yes. No. I donβt know.Β Heβd been genuine enough for one night, and despite the copious amounts of coffee heβd had that day, he was too tired to try to give a straight answer.
βI dunnoβ¦Iβm still upset with you for drinking my coffee,β he said instead. Humor was easier to process. It was less tiring.
Natasha studied his face as she waited for an answer. She sighed softly but nodded in understanding. βThatβs okay. Iβll go inside. Just come back in to me whenever you are ready. K?β She hummed softly and stroked his cheek before heading inside.
He waited until sheβd gone back inside, until he could hear the sounds of the TV. He slipped quietly down the fire escape, making his way to the street. It was chilly enough out that most people were wearing jackets, but the cold cleared his head. He considered turning off his hearing aids, blocking out the sound, but the noise kept him from thinking too much. He decided against it, shoving his hands in his pockets and wandering down the block.