hit me with y'best shot.

I mean, I can't miss... I'm on a team with super-humans. And one god, in case you've forgotten. The training is the only thing that makes me special. And if I'm not special, then none of this is worth it. I gave up a lot for this life. I wanted to play with the big boys. And if I miss, it means I'm just a n o t h e r dude with a bow. It means I've been fooling myself this whole time. And that's why I never miss.

[neverxmiss]

thebetterhawk:

“It’s true, Clinton.”

      “bet you didn’t say that to steve.” 

[neverxmiss]

blackxwidxw:

“I’ve seen that enough times. Let’s keep your cheeks as the only exposed part of you.”

           “Which ones?”

[neverxmiss]

itsybitsyarachne:

“Wow, you almost look young again. Impressive.”

        “hey, you also aged 8 years, remember?”

[neverxmiss]

thebetterhawk:

“You were beginning to look homeless. Trust me, this is for the better.”

          “that’s rude, katie.” 

[neverxmiss]

  “you know, i was getting used to the beard. now i just feel naked.” 

[starsandsupernovae]

insp [x]

[hoozier]

“Clint?” “Says he’s retired.”

for @chestercbennington  ❤ want one?

[neverxmiss]

thebetterhawk:

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want to be alone?”

   “not really, actually.” 

[neverxmiss]

oceanialoa:

“Who decided that the moon would be a good secret hideout? I keep wondering.”

    “i know, everyone always hides on the moon.”

[neverxmiss]

thebetterhawk:

“Simple has nothing to do with it. Get a threadbare apartment in Manhattan with no hot water and bad lighting. You know I love you, Clint, but I can’t watch you waste away out here.”

        “aw, katie, ‘m not wastin’.” he’s not, well, not totally. they were getting close. he let out a heavy exhale “my team’s still here, kate.” 

[neverxmiss]

blackxwidxw:

“I don’t think it’s much of a secret, Barton. I have things to hide, but you’re not one of them.”

      “have i been demoted from dirty little secret?” everyone knows they never actually fought each other, it was more sparring and friendly banter than anything else. occasionally he got called out for it and all he could do was shrug. he didn’t even follow through with killing nat when she was an actual threat, they were suddenly shocked he wasn’t playing by the rules now? 

[neverxmiss]

itswarxmachine:

Dragging his hand across his face, Rhodey took a long swig from the bottle and felt the burn as the liquor slid down his throat. It wasn’t as potent as it could be, but then again, nothing was anymore. Warzone was gray and muted. “Toilet paper, batteries. Paint. Turns out we’re runnin’ low on everything.”

       clints brows scrunched up, nose crinkling some as a scoff flees his lips “what the hell do you need paint for?” 

[wondcrwomans]

» Today sucks. I’m goin’ back to bed.

aesthetic asks: • send me a fandom/character/etc. and i’ll make a picspam. Clint Barton (Hawkeye) for @purified-through-flames.

[deactivated-blog]

Phil: Are you in my ceiling Barton?

Clint: …No

[smthgavengersassemble]

[leatvshows]

marvel moodboard | clint barton

Today sucks. I’m goin’ back to bed

[neverxmiss]

xironxmanx:

Tony didn’t even flinch when he realized who had joined him. No reaction at all really, other than a scoff and a glance over to the archer. “Charming as always, Barton.” Everyone was looking a bit rough. Tony noted the other day how he had been letting himself go– hair a bit too long, bags under his eyes that could be dark enough to be bruises ( but those had been there for as long as he could remember ) . 

After he stood up, Tony eyed the arrow in Clint’s hand, cringing internally after realizing the other man most likely overheard his comment about the functionality of his suit– no one needed to know that he couldn’t keep his tech working, let alone someone from Blue. “Don’t worry, I wasn’t gonna shoot you anyway. We’re tryin’ to move past that remember? As for Nat, I don’t know where she is. Sorry.” Earlier she had stopped by, frustrated by her own tech being rendered almost useless, but after that he hadn’t seen her. 

      clint’s fingers still spun the arrow back and forth, rolling it from index to pinky and then back again. it was more of a fidget than anything else, really ---- but hey, it was probably wise to have one at the ready either way. “yeah, she’s good at that. vanishing.” it was her job description, after all. fortunately, clint was pretty good at finding her so he wasn’t all that worried about it. a brief pause before his chin juts out to the suit. “having trouble getting it up?” the smirk on his lips spells out a friendly tease.