Hawk's Nest

This is Clint Barton, otherwise known as Hawkeye. I'm pretty easygoing, but if you try to hurt me or those close to me, you can expect an arrow through your eye. This page is for the Omegaverse HS AU started by oxytrezart. Icon created by the Mun.

[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

[hawxnest]

Oh, he was totally screwed. That laugh was adorable. He pushed the thought away. “You have a cell phone, then? I wasn’t sure.”

Though, he texted more than he called; it was harder to hear anything over the phone, even with his hearing aids. Clint hoped Bruce had some sort of texting plan.

[ourgreenragemonster]

“Absolutely. How else does one get by these days?” he pondered, shrugging helplessly as he pulled the device out. Honestly, he’d been too distracted by Clint asking him to do something to worry about practical things like being able to get in touch with him. Though, on the subject of being too distracted to think about practicalities…

“But…I don’t suppose you’d talk much. Would texting be more your thing?”

[hawxnest]

“Yeah, texting is better for me. Even in a quiet room, I have issues understanding people on the phone,” Clint replied, flushing lightly. He hated sometimes just how much of a handicap his hearing issues were, and how much sometimes people took for granted he could hear anything at all.

Ah, but - “Do you have a texting plan? Some people don’t and I don’t want you to worry about extra charges.” With money so tight some days, he couldn’t imagine asking anyone else to spend more just to be able to talk to him.

[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

[hawxnest]

“Shit,” Clint muttered as he hurried down the street. He hoped Bruce hadn’t been waiting long. His foster mom had wanted him to keep an eye on the younger ones while she went out for a moment, but the ten minute trip turned into a half hour and it was already passed time when they had promised to meet. He was really looking forward to this, too. Bruce had been so adorably confused by archery and this whole demonstration would hopefully clear a lot of that up. And, well, he did kind of want to show off.

As he neared the Omega’s apartment and saw him pacing outside, he cringed. He should have called or something saying he was going to be late, but he didn’t know if Bruce even had a cell phone. “Hey, sorry I’m so late,” he said once within hearing distance.

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce couldn’t deny the slight flutter in his chest when he heard Clint’s voice. Looking up from his pacing, he saw the alpha heading toward him in a flustered state. He breathed a sigh of relief as he offered Clint a smile.

“Not at all. Things happen. I didn’t notice the time, really. Though I guess it probably would’ve been a good idea to exchange numbers yesterday,” he said with a nervous laugh.

[hawxnest]

Oh, he was totally screwed. That laugh was adorable. He pushed the thought away. “You have a cell phone, then? I wasn’t sure.”

Though, he texted more than he called; it was harder to hear anything over the phone, even with his hearing aids. Clint hoped Bruce had some sort of texting plan.

[snowdarkred]

Y’ALL

Y’ALL

Y’AAAALLLLLLL

[scifigrl47]

Holy DAMN.

Everyone, go to youtube and leave some incoherent NOISES for this.

[actuallyclintbarton]

HOLY FUCKING SHIT Y'ALL.

[animatedamerican]

I could wish they hadn’t included the Dr Strange fragments, but honestly this video is SO DAMN GOOD that I’m inclined to overlook it.  Holy wow.

[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

Bruce paced anxiously outside of his apartment building as the sun rose over the city. He knew he and Clint had agreed to meet up a little later, but his nerves just had him completely on edge, so here he was, trying to work off some of the nervous energy. After making an idiot of himself several times in conversation with the alpha about archery, Clint had insisted he would just have to show him what it was all about, so they’d agreed to meet up outside of Bruce’s building the next day.

“Good god, don’t screw this one up, Banner,” he muttered to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. He was half-worried he’d offended Clint with his ignorance of the alpha’s passion and he really liked Clint. He’d had so few friends in his life and everyone here had been so nice so far, he’d found himself getting worked up over the thought of messing everything up. Clint he especially did not want to drive away, despite knowing how bad he probably was for the other boy. For some reason, he just couldn’t help wanting to be closer.

[hawxnest]

“Shit,” Clint muttered as he hurried down the street. He hoped Bruce hadn’t been waiting long. His foster mom had wanted him to keep an eye on the younger ones while she went out for a moment, but the ten minute trip turned into a half hour and it was already passed time when they had promised to meet.

He was really looking forward to this, too. Bruce had been so adorably confused by archery and this whole demonstration would hopefully clear a lot of that up. And, well, he did kind of want to show off.

As he neared the Omega’s apartment and saw him pacing outside, he cringed. He should have called or something saying he was going to be late, but he didn’t know if Bruce even had a cell phone. “Hey, sorry I’m so late,” he said once within hearing distance.

[behindthefourthwall]

requested by anonymous

[templeait]

~two assassins sitting on a beam~

S-N-I-P-I-N-G

…Yeah Clint’s not really sitting, but he’s trying, okay?

I am now WinterHawk trash! I blame @april-429 for opening my eyes and @captn-sara-holmes for everything else (can’t tag for some reason, but we all know who is at fault xD)

(Was going to stay out of CW, but looks like in Soviet Russia, the side chooses you. I regret everything.)

[captn-sara-holmes]

I have never been gladder to be blamed for something.

This is GORGEOUS. I my head the next panel is Bucky holding onto Clint’s ankle while he looks sheepish and tries to insist that no, he didn’t slip.

[kitispa]

i love everything about this

[why-i-love-comics]

All-New Hawkeye #6 - “Hawkeyes III” (2016)

written by Jeff Lemire art by Ramon Perez & Ian Herring

[xxfireandbloodxx]

[yummidoesnothing-blog]

Everyone: Omg Clint, stop falling off things

[tatalla]

This is getting better and better and better!

[growlsauce]

Clint is either really good or really bad at video games

[trulywicked]

I feel as though this is an excellent thumbnail of Clint’s life in general.

[moonriot]

“hey, this totally counts, right?”

(heavily inspired by this post)

[thekaskproject-art]

The only fight between these guys I want is a fight over what to watch on Netflix.

[bigger size]

‘cause I went to town on details with this one. Hope you like it. ◔◡◉  

[uncensoredsideblog]

Steve Rogers leaves dishes in the sink.

[triflesandparsnips]

In 1938, Bucky Barnes comes home from a long day at the docks and looks down at a full sink. He directs a halfhearted glare in the direction of the small lump doodling something at the kitchen table. “Goddamnit, Steve. Dishes.”

In 2016, Steve Rogers rubs his face and drags himself into the kitchen before heading out to search the city — the cooling trail — again. He drops his plate into the sink. There’s already some other things in there. He’ll get to them later, probably. When he has time. It doesn’t really matter.

He turns to go.

The shadow behind the refrigerator shifts slightly, and the Winter Soldier hoarsely whispers, “I swear to God, Steve, there’s a fucking machine for it right there.” 

[animatedamerican]

*SHRIEKING*

[alphaomega-avengers-rp]

Role Call!

Okay everyone! Due to inactivity from everyone we want to see who all is still interested in continuing with the group. All you have you do is reblog with a comment letting us know you want to stay. If after two weeks with no response, your spot will be freighted and given to the next applicant. Thanks everyone! @geniusallthewaythrough @hawxnest @ourgreenragemonster @wildboywolverine @thespectacularwebhead @the-sassassassin @thefallensoldierbuckybarnes @that-other-guy-in-red @black-widow-nat-romanov @all-american-boy-steve-rogers

[hawxnest]

Hawkeye’s just been spending a lot of time in the rafters, but here!

[hawxnest]

Shots | Bucky

[hawxnest]

The blond outright laughed that time. “Maybe it’s good I haven’t seen those expressions yet. He’s bad enough as is.” He spotted the last arrow up on a high target and sighed. He was too short to reach it outright, but the tree it was on looked easy enough to climb. He put down his equipment and swung himself up on the lowest branch.

[thefallensoldierbuckybarnes]

“You’re a lucky one then.” Bucky laughed, watching the other drop his equipment in favor of climbing a tree to retrieve the final arrow. He came closer, picking up the discarded item, walking over to the tree. Bucky hated this target, you always needed a  ladder or something to get things down. At least with him, his height was barely taller that the archer currently in the tree.

[hawxnest]

“I wonder how long that will last, though, if Tony and Steve figure things out,” Clint replied, he climbed one branch higher than the target, glad it was a good sturdy one, and locked his legs around it before swinging down his upper body to grab the arrow. “Gonna just drop this to the ground. Can you put it in my quiver?”

After letting the arrow fall, he quickly curled back up to grab the branch again and made his way back down.

[thefallensoldierbuckybarnes]

Where's Steve?

So in case anyone has notices the unusual disappearance of Steve. The reason is because the universe is out to get her. She’s convinced.

It started because of finals, then she got uber sick and wasn’t able to get out of bed for days. Then holidays. She was going to come back this week.

BUT at midnight yesterday she got an email saying her job was no longer open and that every location in Indiana has closed down. Again, an email at midnight let her know she no longer had a job.

And now, her car has a flat tire and she has no way to fix it because the insurance doesn’t cover tires and she has no money.

Steve’s mum is having a really hard time right now so just bear with her disappearance for a bit longer.

[hawxnest]

Oh, man, that’s quite the pile-up. I hope her health is better at least.

That is also the absolute worst way to find out you don’t have a job that I’ve ever heard. I don’t really have the means to offer financial assistance, but I’m sending a lot of good wishes her way and hope things look up soon, with a new job at the very least.

If she doesn’t see this herself, can you let her know that we’re rooting for her? Bruce’s mun and I. Life gets in the way (both of us can attest to that) and we will definitely not hold anything against her while she takes the time to sort things out.

[hawxnest]

Hello, said the Hawk to the Spider | Natasha

Clint stared down at his Algebra II textbook with one hand caught in his hair. It just wasn’t clicking. Nothing on the page made the formula make any more sense. And he needed to pass the next test to keep his grades up. He’d never get a scholarship if he failed math.

Okay, he probably wouldn’t fail if he bombed one test, but he certainly didn’t want to risk it. Normally he’d go to Pepper for homework help, the girl was a genius in her own right, but math meant Tony would be brought it, and the guy was never able to explain things in a way that Clint could understand.

Sighing, Clint pushed away the book so it slid across the large table and rested his head on his arms. Maybe it would be better to take a nap for the rest of his study hall instead. The classroom was just off the side of the library, in case students needed to do research, so it was nice and quiet at least.