"What? You didn't see that coming?"

"You better call it Coulson, cause I'm starting to root for this guy." Clint Barton RP blog. Mun has not read comics so she's going off movies and what she knows about Clint. Will RP with anyone. Mun is 18+ This is a side blog to winterxsteven.

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chyornaya-vdova:

[Hey, yay I got 103 follower yesterday. So I guess maybe it’s time for a follow forever post.

My fav Bruce’s:

@fluffybanner

@thescientistandtheotherguy

@clinicalrage

@feelinggreeninside

@hydedenied

@starks-science-buddy

I love all of your Bruce interpretations^^ Thanks for doing lots of fluffy stuff with me and I hope we can keep having funx3

other amazing rper:

@hawkguy-clintbarton: Love your Clint, you’re playing him so well^^

@spectacularwebslinger: Your spidey is a real cutiexD I love our rp’s but sorry that I take so long to reply^^’

@theconnectedstark: I really like your Tony. Hope we can rp more^^

@ctnsteverogers

ppl I haven’t rped much before but wanna + honorable mentions xD:

@sorcercrsupreme: Even I have no idea about the comics x’D

@nucleardoctor

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youcanthelpme:

TJ breathed a sigh of relief, he was glad for the company even if he hadn’t said it yet. He studied the older’s man face for a moment before pulling out another cigarette, he just wanted this stress to be over. “Please tell me that you were a model in a former life.” He needed to talk about something other than the imminent danger.

Clint looked when he heard the sound of the lighter going  off but once he seen it was TJ he looked around the room again. “Unfortunately no.” He told him with an amused smirk on his face. He would amuse the male for as long as he could before he was called away. 

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youcanthelpme:

TJ looked up at him and shrugged before putting cigarette out, it was almost gone anyway. He still wanted to know what was going on. “You can sit if you want to. You’re better company than the back of mind.” 

Clint snorted, understanding what TJ was going through better than most people. Though he knew how to defend  himself and wasn’t kidnapped very often. “I’ll sit.” He told him, moving to sit in a chair, moving it a bit to make sure he had the whole room in his sights. 

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padeniye:

Bucky sat up right away when he heard that question and quickly nodded, he was an asshole, but he didn’t think that he was that bad. He knew he needed to help Clint. “Yeah, I’m kinda naked here.” He pulled the comforter around him before standing to his feet. “You can try on top of the dresser, they might be there.” He padded over to Clint slowly.

Clint looked at the male once he stood up and raised  his eyebrows at him because Bucky was hot he would admit that and he would bang him if he could but that wasn’t going to happen. “I see that now.” He mumbled trying not to be too loud. He turned to check the dresser  and let out a noise when he only found one of them. He  put it in and turned back to Bucky, feeling off balanced.  “Only found one.” 

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padeniye:

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“You were the one who didn’t know, pal.” Bucky shook his head, not bothering to pull the blankets over himself, as far as he was concerned it was Clint’s fault. “Unless you want full frontal when I stand up, I suggest you turn around or leave.”

Clint didn’t even hear what Bucky was saying to him, his hearing aids were missing and he remembered being in the male’s room the night before and wondered if he left them in there. But he blinked a few times and frowned at him as he tried reading his lips. “You naked?” He could obviously see that Barnes didn’t have a shirt on but he didn’t know about not having pants on. “Never mind, have you seen my aids?” 

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youcanthelpme:

“So you’re there to stand there and look pretty?” He raised a brow, finally turning to look at the older man. “–because I like that idea a little better after the day I’ve had.”

“Or I can sit? Your choice.” Clint was no stranger to standing up for long periods of time for a job.  He ignored the male calling him pretty even though it did things to his ego. He wasn’t as young as he used to be. 

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youcanthelpme:

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“If you’re here to lecture me like the others, I’m not up for it.” TJ shook his head, blowing the smoke and taking a deep breath. After the day he’d had, he needed this.

“I’m not here to lecture you.” Clint told him with a  shrug because honestly he was there to look after the male not baby him. 

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haroldbartcn:

@dxdntseethatcoming said: “Go fuck yourself!”

Haroled thought that maybe the almost warm feeling that brought a twisted but genuine smile to his face as he stared at his youngest son was something akin to pride. Despite everything that he’d done to Clint when he was younger      or maybe because of everything that he’d done       the blonde dumb ass had a spine to stand up to him. He made no move to strike Clint for taking that tone with him, even though he was practically vibrating with the need to. Yet. He made no move yet. Harold’s eyes gleamed with sinister amusement as he leaned closer to the Avenger. 

“Want t’ try sayin’ that again like ya got a proper pair? Couldn’ seem t’ hear ya over the crack in yer voice, oh high an’ mightly Hawkeye.” 

Fear fueled Clint as he stood in front of the man that made his life hell when he was younger, the man that he thought was dead. He wanted to look away like he always did when he was a child but he stared straight at him, hiding the fear in his eyes, replacing it with anger. Harold was the reason him and Barney turned out the way they did, he was the reason that the brothers didn’t talk because if it wasn’t for him they wouldn’t have ran away and ruined their lives. The scars littering his body burned as he watched him move towards him, fingers itching for his bow so he could put an arrow between his eyes.  “I said go fuck yerself. The fuck are ya doin’ here, Harold?” He didn’t realize his accent came out he was so pissed off. 

Clint Barton would take 10 bullets and keep shooting until he finished a mission but if he got a paper cut he would probably complain about it for 3 hours to Natasha

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probably at the same time

[navigatorsnorth]

‘nat it stings every time I draw my bow this is not fair!’’ clint you are BLEEDING ON MY LEG’

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He continued petting the dog, who seemed pretty happy, as he answered. “No, it isn’t. Too much going on to have to watch some civilian.” War photographers existed - he thought - but he hadn’t been in the right place to get in too much footage. Once he arrived, though, the video cameras were everywhere. “I’d like that, I think.” His own room, in a place that probably had plumbing and heat. It’d be nice. “Thanks. You -” shouldn’t? “didn’t need to do this.”

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Clint’s eyes stayed on Lucky so he didn’t stare at the male like he wanted to. He honestly looked like he needed a bath and a brush but he wasn’t going to say anything about it, it wasn’t his place. “I’ll have to give you a blanket and stuff but one of the guest rooms is all yours.” He told him before smiling at him, keeping his body language non threatening. “I know what it’s like to have you taken out and someone shoving something back in. Besides, you look like you need somewhere to lay your head for a while. It’s just me on the farm.” 

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Happy birthday, Barton. Sorry it's a couple days late.

Clint blinked a few times as he stared at the cake and then looked up at Steve with a confused smile on his face. Honestly he forgot it was his birthday. “Um thank you…. How did you know it was my birthday?”

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The dog was back. That was nice, he thought, petting the dog once more, though never taking his eyes off of Barton. That would be a mistake now that they both knew who the other was. A place to stay was tempting. It was off the beaten path and he did have to admit the sight lines weren’t bad at all. “I did that one time. In the war, I think. Mostly because he couldn’t watch his own damn back. Fewer photographers then.” He’d still have to think about the offer. He wouldn’t be able to trust Barton, of course, but the man would be relatively easy to get along with. He had a dog after all. He gave a small smile. “Nice to meet you, too.” Asking for help was hard. “Were you telling the truth about me staying?”

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Clint smiles fondly at Lucky, knowing that the big puppy just wanted to help in anyway he could. He looks around his family farm and wonders if he should build a bigger house but it would be useless since it was just him and Lucky, (And maybe James) so they don’t need much space. It’ll give him something to do though. “War isn’t a place for photographers.” He hums and looks back up at James with a small smile. “Yeah, got a few extra rooms that you’re welcome to pick from.” 

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Defensive positioning, attack unlikely, but anything was possible. He takes a step back. He needs to not be so jumpy. It ruins things. It ruins being able to pet dogs

“Sorry.” How to explain that the name made him instantly suspicious. They hadn’t used it much, not after it had caused malfunctions in some of the earlier wipes - or so he thinks. “I did not mean to trespass.” Barton. He’d read something. Or maybe a picture. “You’re the one the news don’t get many pictures of. Hard to find a sniper.” Introductions were important, even if the other man knew who he was. “I’m James,” he said tentatively. 

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Clint relaxes when the other didn’t shoot him and lets Lucky go back over to the male and head butt his legs to get him to pet him again. “It’s cool, just me and Lucky here. You’re welcome to stay here.” He tells James with a small, tight smile on his face. “That’s why I’m glad I’m a sniper. Don't like pictures being taken of me on the job.” It’s ugly work what he does and he knows his files have been leaked after DC and knows the worlds knows just how dark his past was. “Nice to meet you, James.” 

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“Seems nice to me.” If he falters a little over claiming an opinion as his own, it’s not too noticeable. He watches the dog go back to his master, a little disappointed. Bucky would have wanted to pet him more. But that thought is gone immediately, as he reaches for a weapon. It doesn’t recognize the man as a known threat, but anyone who knows that name could be dangerous. He’s ready to spring.

“What do you want?” 

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Clint shifts so he’s between Lucky and Barnes, not knowing if he set the male off. Honestly he should’ve acted like he didn’t know the male but he couldn’t do so because he wants to help the male.  “Hey, you’re the one that showed up on my farm. I’m Clint Barton.”  He tells him hoping the male wouldn’t shoot him in front of his dog, that would suck so much. Lucky let out a whine as Clint moved him out of the way just in case Barnes decides to shoot him anyways. 

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I commissioned the lovely @kelslk-art for a fluffy Winterhawk picture and I’m still not over how cute and perfect this is.

I mean look at their expressions!!! Bucky in Hawkeye themed pyjamas!!!

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“This dog is yours? It’s nice.”

Petting with just one hand, hiding the metal one as much as he could. Dogs were less complex. Their owners more so. It was very aware of the man’s presence, but kept himself calm - waiting.

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“Thanks? He’s a pain in the ass most days.”  Clint looks down at Lucky for a moment and saw that his dog wasn’t being hurt so he let it go, even if his instinct was to grab his bow and shoot the male. He knows who he is and knows what it’s like to have your brain taken out and something else stuffed back in. He bends down and claps his hands together so Lucky would come to him. He grins as his dog licks his face and nuzzles under his chin.  “What’re you doing here, Barnes?” 

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Unfinished comics-inspired WinterHawk.

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