𝖋𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖔𝖊𝖉 ⊚ a roleplay blog for 616 kate bishop, aka hawkeye. independent, mutuals only, sporadic activity, crossover + oc friendly.
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blog roll: @kataireo / @paigeangel, @bloodpinning, and more
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𝖋𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖔𝖊𝖉 ⊚ a roleplay blog for 616 kate bishop, aka hawkeye. independent, mutuals only, sporadic activity, crossover + oc friendly.
carrd ➳ prompts ➳ sideblog
blog roll: @kataireo / @paigeangel, @bloodpinning, and more
If there was a singular lesson that the portal-kickin' brawler named America Chavez could take to the bank?
Life never quite ever plays out in the manner you expect nor hope it to...
...the first instance of that lesson? Being a stranded thirteen year old seeking refuge in an alternate universe; having to carve your own path, make new friends, find yourself... basically start everything you thought you knew over again.
The second instance? The disbanding of the Young Avengers: a motley crew of the next generation's heroes brought together like they were some sort of direct-to-dvd sequel to The Breakfast Club.
Don't be mistaken, though, the gang certainly had themselves a good few years of a run... but all good things must come to an end; even the flames of unspoken chemistry with a certain archer dwindling to but dormant embers.
That was... what? Three years ago or something? Honestly, the hustle and bustle that came of being twenty-three made it really difficult to keep count of it all — but that didn't mean America didn't remember the good times they shared, nor did she not think about that one teammate more than she'd probably admit.
Who had time to reminisce? Certainly not she, far too occupied waiting outside of Dulcie's in her evening finest; waiting for a date that honestly? Was probably not going to come... if the past thirty minutes over their designated meet-up time was anything to go by.
Who the hell would stand her up anyway? After she spent time girlifying herself and had to deal with a cabbie with a staring problem? She was about ready to turn heel, cut her losses, and head back to her apartment...
...then she laid eyes on @fianchettoed.
❝ Kate?! ❞ there's surprise in her voice, followed by a faint rush of heat to her face as she sees just how dolled up the archer is too, Sigue siendo la chica más guapa de Nueva York…
❝ Judging by your fit — gonna assume you're not on one of your classic stakeouts? ❞ a chuckle, almost as if not a single step had been lost betwixt the two women.
closed starter for the lovely @fianchettoed starring America i dusted this off from the old multi because we both really liked the starter and it'd be a shame to let the plot go to waste. 👀
It's easy for a gal to let her personal life fall to the wayside when her occupation is something both important and beloved. Work-life balance? Kate hasn't heard of it, to the chagrin of her friends. Tonight's date had only been partially her idea — the guy seemed fun, and for once she wasn't drowning in things needing done. Naturally, when one Bobbi Morse caught her trying to busy herself, she needled the truth out of Kate and promptly sent her packing. And how in the hell was she supposed to say no to Bobbi?
Well, she's been sitting alone at the bar in Dulcie's for thirty minutes after a precursory thirty minutes waiting at a table for two, and she's starting to think maybe she should've told Bobbi to mind her beeswax. Talk about being served a slice of humble pie ; Kate can't remember the last time she intentionally went on a date, and she gets stood up on her first attempt to break the streak. She looks at the very cute, very stupid French manicure decorating her nails and just laughs.
With the bill paid — arancini and two glasses of limoncello — strappy-heeled feet carry her toward the door. She's eyeing the street outside, mourning her wasted time and outfit when she hears someone call her name, and the voice is patently not her would-be date ... no, it belongs to far better company.
"No way. Hey, America." She's all smiles, and the question gets a laugh out of her. "What, you think I can't work in heels?" One thing about Hawkeyes is that they always make do. "I could be on a stakeout -- but no, I'm not. Not tonight. What about you? You don't look like you portaled here on the clock."
➽ @pamivie / cont.
Gloved hands rise in a show of peace, palms out ; mea culpa. "Hey -- I've heard stories, that's all." Is it fair, forming an opinion about a person based on hearsay and a rap sheet? Not really. But one tends to rely on such things, in this business especially. Kate, at least, is always open to forming her own opinions given the opportunity. Unless you're here to stop me — well, she hopes this will remain one such opportunity. "That depends. What are you here to do?"
All The TommyKate Moments - 16/?
↳ Young Avengers V2 #15
Tash presents Marvel's MADAME MASQUE -- the original femme fatale est. 2012 WARNING: follow at own risk, viewer discretion is advised.
Y'know, I don't care what I signed, or how much money they paid me to forget. I don't —
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— and I'm not going to just stick my head in the sand and let it happen to somebody else because I am scared.
MY FATHER WAS AN AVENGER
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Laura has a very good poker face. She doesn't laugh very often. But this rules. "Okay, so Madonna is alright. But I can tell everyone you have a vendetta against the Spice Girls." She raises an eyebrow as she regards Kate and she looks especially like Logan when she smirks.
"You don't like to spice up your life."
"No!" Oh, this is a disaster. This is what she gets for acting like a bit of a snob — but from Laura, of all people? Ouch.
"I love spicing up my life. I believe in life after love, I'm looking for some hot stuff, I..." Kate's hands gesticulate, like she might be able to materialize a defense from thin air. "I wanna dance with somebody who loves me! Laura, you cannot frame me as a disrespect-er of the classics."
➽ MUSE QUESTIONNAIRE
FULL NAME: katherine elizabeth bishop OCCUPATION: investigator; super hero, or vigilante if you'd prefer AGE: i default to 25 HEIGHT: 5'7" GENDER: woman, but she's kinda agender with it SEXUALITY: bisexual CURRENT LOCATION: usually new york city, sometimes los angeles ETHNICITY: white DOB: 15 december 19xx PARENTS: derek and eleanor bishop SIBLINGS: susan bishop CHILD(REN): n/a RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single SPOKEN LANGUAGES: english, asl, some italian (boarding school things), and conversational spanish RELIGION: baptized catholic, not religious or spiritual SCENT: woody and fruity fragrances ATHLETICS: archery, fencing, mixed martial arts, running, gymnastics BODY TYPE: probably something like olympian jade carey; doesn't necessarily read as muscular when she's standing around, but once she engages those muscles it's clear she's very strong EYES: light blue TATTOOS: none PIERCINGS: two in each earlobe, double mid helix in both ears, helix in the left ear SOCIAL MEDIA: a very old private instagram she never looks at SMOKING: no DRINKING: socially HOBBIES: old movies, muscle cars, going out dancing, and hanging out with her friends :) she's always busy working so really any time with friends is well spent VIRGIN: no FAVORITE COLOR: purple, thank god FAVORITE DRINK: atp probably some kind of protein shake, unfortunately FAVORITE FOOD: lox bagel FAVORITE MUSIC: disco CLOTHING STYLE: everyday wear is cute but practical, fond of athleisure
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@fianchettoed liked | not accepting
He's been sneakily approaching Kate's desk while he talked. He doesn't know if she has a reason to be here or if she just decided to hang out, but the fact of the matter is she's been eating a bag of chips for the past ten minutes and it's driving him up a wall.
Luckily, most students were looking down, taking notes on their laptops or notebooks to notice it as Matt snatched the chips bag away and shot Kate a dirty look.
The look on her face is like she's been slapped. This fucking guy, she thinks — Kate still remembers being a fresh face on the hero-ing scene, getting arrested during that little spat between Iron Man and Captain America, and who had been among the group that intercepted their paddy wagon? Ole Hornhead ... and to think he's such a tyrant in the classroom. Never meet your heroes.
Kate scoffs, mostly silent, and whispers a scarcely perceptible, "Rude!" If anyone happened to look up, she'd absolutely just look like a spoiled brat making faces at her blind professor.
"There's only one vending machine on campus that has those chips!" She makes a slight attempt to remain surreptitious by covering her mouth, but there's only so much arguing she can really do like this. Oh well. With a click of her pen, she settles in to focus on some note-taking. Wait — click. Kate smirks. Clickclickclick.
➽ unusual muse associations
spice : black garlic weather event / natural disaster : nor'easter colour : crayola's "wisteria" plant : tradescantia cerinthoides, nanouk cultivar animal : peregrine falcon or harris's hawk weapon : recurve bow subject / major : geometry gemstone / mineral : tanzanite make-up product : mascara candy : jolly ranchers fear : fear of getting lost? but like, "i've lost my way" lost, not "where the fuck am i" lost method of long-distance travel : car art style : beaux-arts architecture historical period : golden age hollywood mythological creature : some kind of aos sí maybe, but idk which celestial body : binary star romcom archetype : cool girl? tough cookie? idk man, i've seen very few romcoms
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"Oh..." Laura blinks just once. Even beneath her flat tone, a joke is clearly hiding: "So you don't like Madonna then?"
"Laura--" It's immediately evident in the way Kate's voice pitches up an octave that this development has her stressed.
"Madonna's different! I meant current pop nonsense, c'mon." A pause. "Seriously, you cannot go around telling people I don't like Madonna."
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➽ @decthbringer says ; that's a hell of a statement.
Turning, she regards Elektra thoughtfully over plum-tinted lenses. True enough that Kate often walks the line between confidence and arrogance, but she's not in the habit of making unearned assertions. "Maybe." A shrug. "I'm a hell of a fighter."
"Look, I'm not saying I'd be better than you -- but give me a weekend, and I could work sai into my kit. After a month I'd probably be able to embarrass people who've been training with 'em for years." She flips the shades to the top of her head, dragging a spray of dark fringe off her forehead with them. "I'm a quick learner. Aside from the bow-and-arrow shtick, that's kinda what I do."
➽ @madamasque says ; Oh, you again. How many times do I have to tell you that purple really isn’t your colour?
"Crazy to say when you're still running around dressed like that. I mean what was the inspiration, Dr. Doom if he served cunt? Talk about trite." A severe little notch had been chiseled between her brows the moment she clocked the other, but now it smooths out a touch as the corner of her mouth twitches upward in amusement. Let the record show that a Kate zinger is for Kate before it's for anyone else.
"Purple isn't your color either, so don't get any ideas." Of course now, inconveniently, she's remembering the time they met poolside at a hotel — and trying very hard not to think about the bikini, or the lunch date with a stunning woman. Get out get out get out. "What are you doing here, anyway? Didn't anyone tell you it's creepy as hell to follow around a lady half your age?" Yeah, that'll show her.