Somewhere into the multiverse

things have played out differently....

[sharpshooterbarton]

WELCOME TO MY SMALL KATIE BARTON/NEXT GEN BLOG !!

Take a look at a few things i plan on doing here:

➤I'll be writing whatever pops into my head about Katie Barton & her friends & family !! That means headcanons,  drabbles & fics, random thoughts & all that fun stuff !! I’ll be exploring all universes so somethimes i’ll write about Katie and her canon verse ( aka the future that was showed to us in captain marvel ) or MUC!Katie or just some new realitiy that fits my headcanons. 

➤ I'll be writing clintasha stuff as well.

➤ You'll probably see some edits & graphics around here that i plan on working on. And i must let already noted here that ALL TEMPLATES + PSDs that i might use are from deviantart so CREDIT TO ALL CREATORS !!

➤ I do accept requests !! Either for drabbles or headcanons so my asks is always open !! You can send a resquest from one from THESE LISTS HERE or one of your own !! Just please, have in mind that i might be slow to write them.

➤ Got a question for Katie ?? Send them in & she’ll answer for you !! I really want to make this a askblog as well so come to talk to her ( and her parents bc why not ??)

➤  last but not least, english is not my first language but i try to make a good job. Feel free to point out any mistakes you find here, politely.

[daniellecamp]

SADIE SINK The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon (January 2026)

[sharpshooterbarton]

Send in some prompts for me to write some drabbles/ficlets with Katie Barton

And while we’re at that—send some asks/questions for Katie and Gerry to answer!

[sharpshooterbarton]

Katie Barton & Gerry Drew are best friends

[sharpshooterbarton]

What are some oneshots you guys would like to read about katie (with or without her parents)?

a.k.a send me some prompts bc i feel like writing

[askkatiebarton]

*This one is written in the universe Katie originally comes from in the comics, where Kate died.

Katie sat cross-legged on the couch, her tiny hands gripping the stuffed bear Bucky had given her. She looked up at her dad, her nose scrunched in deep thought. “Daddy?”

Clint glanced up from restringing his bow. “Yeah, bug?”

“Why’s my name Katie?”

He blinked, caught off guard by the sudden question. Natasha, who had been curled up in the chair nearby, put down her book and watched quietly.

“Well,” Clint said, setting the bow aside and leaning forward. “You’re named after someone really special.”

Katie’s eyes widened. “Who?”

Clint hesitated, glancing at Natasha. She gave him a small nod. They had always known this moment would come.

“Her name was Kate Bishop,” Clint said gently. “She was my partner.”

Katie tilted her head. “Like Mommy’s partner?”

“Yeah,” Clint said, smiling faintly. “Like that. We fought side by side. She was smart, stubborn, and really good with a bow.”

Katie grinned. “Like me?”

He ruffled her hair. “Exactly like you.”

“What happened to her?”

There it was. The question he dreaded.

Clint swallowed hard, feeling Natasha’s presence beside him. “She was a hero, just like your mom and me. And sometimes… heroes don’t always make it home.”

Katie’s tiny fingers curled into her bear’s fur. “Oh.”

For a moment, she was quiet, processing. Then she straightened up, her little chin lifting in determination. “Was she brave?”

“The bravest,” Natasha said softly.

A smile slowly spread across Katie’s face. “Then I like my name.”

Clint exhaled, his chest tightening with something between grief and pride. He pulled her into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Me too, bug.”

And for the first time in years, thinking about Kate Bishop didn’t hurt quite as much.

[askkatiebarton]

Anything about Katie with her best friend!

The second Gerry’s feet hit the ground, Katie yanked him behind a stack of crates, her heart pounding. “That was so stupid.”

Gerry, still grinning, brushed dust off his jacket like he hadn’t just jumped off a moving truck. “And also kinda cool, right?”

Katie smacked his arm. Hard. “No. Just stupid.”

He winced, rubbing the spot she hit. “Okay, okay, I get it! But admit it—my landing was at least a solid eight out of ten.”

“More like a two,” she shot back, peeking around the crates to make sure they hadn’t been followed. “You nearly faceplanted.”

“Almost doesn’t count.”

Katie groaned, running a hand through her wind-messed hair. “Gerry, I swear, if you ever pull something like that again—”

“What? You’ll kill me? Because I’m pretty sure my mom’s gonna do that first.”

That was a fair point. Jessica Drew wasn’t exactly known for being chill about near-death experiences.

Katie sighed, finally allowing herself to breathe. “Just… don’t make me have to save your dumb ass again, okay?”

Gerry nudged her with his elbow. “C’mon, you love it.”

She shoved him. He laughed. And just like that, they were moving again—two kids raised by heroes, finding their own way through the chaos.

[jokeson-u]

reminder that in two different universes, different avengers (clint/natasha and teddy/billy) name their daughters after kate </3

clint and natasha named their daughter kate bc kate died, so u can assume billy and teddy did the same, esp given the fact theyre older

[alicebecketts]

Happy 5 years of Katie Barton day.

[askkatiebarton]

Katie Barton headcanons #1

Natasha’s Widow’s Bites were iconic, but Katie found an old, non-functional bracelet among her mother’s things and has kept it ever since. She wears it wrapped around her wrist or tied to her quiver. She never talks about it, but on tough days, she’ll run her fingers over it and remind herself of who she’s fighting for.

[askkatiebarton]

Katie Barton headcanons #2

When Katie was little, Clint carved her a tiny training bow. The first thing she did with it? Shot a foam arrow right between his eyes. She was a natural from the start, and he knew then that he’d created a monster (a very skilled, terrifyingly accurate monster).

[askkatiebarton]

Katie Barton headcanons #3

Clint knows Katie is strong, smart, and more than capable, but he still can’t help treating her like the little girl who used to ride on his shoulders. After every mission, he makes her text him that she’s okay—even if he was on the mission with her. Katie pretends to be annoyed, but deep down, she loves that he cares.

[askkatiebarton]

I miss Katie Barton so much. Wish Marvel would bring her back.

[askkatiebarton]

Katie Barton headcanons #4

Natasha made sure Katie learned multiple languages from a young age, but Russian became second nature—partially because Nat would slip into it whenever she was annoyed, and Katie picked it up fast. Now, she unconsciously curses in Russian when frustrated, and Clint still doesn’t know what half of it means.

[askkatiebarton]

The arrow leaves her fingers before she has time to think.

A sharp inhale. A steady hand. A flick of the wrist.

It’s muscle memory now—like breathing. Like running. Like fighting.

She watches it slice through the air, cutting past the noise, the chaos, the weight of expectation pressing down on her shoulders. For a single second, everything else fades away. There is no battlefield. No enemies. No past. No future.

Just the arrow.

It finds its mark.

It always does.

Katie exhales, lowering her bow. She can hear her father’s voice in her head.

"A good shot isn’t about the weapon. It’s about the one holding it."

She knows. She’s always known.

Because she isn’t just the arrow.

She’s the one who aims it.

[askkatiebarton]

Katie sat on the rooftop, her bow resting across her knees, the city stretching out below her. The cold night air bit at her skin, but she barely noticed. She wasn’t supposed to be out here alone—her dad would give her hell for it later.

"You're brooding," came a familiar voice.

She didn't turn. "Am not."

Natasha sat beside her, as silent as always. "You sound like your father."

Katie rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. Maybe she was brooding.

Clint appeared a second later, landing with a grunt. "You know, normal kids sneak out to party. You sneak out to… what? Be dramatic on rooftops?"

Katie smirked. "You raised me."

Clint sighed, ruffling her hair before plopping down next to her. "Yeah, yeah. That one’s on me."

They sat in comfortable silence for a while. Then, Katie spoke, her voice quieter. "Do you ever wonder if you did the right thing? Being heroes?"

Natasha and Clint exchanged a glance.

"Every day," Natasha admitted.

"But we made our choice," Clint added. "And we'd do it again."

Katie traced the edge of her bow, the weight of their legacy settling on her shoulders. She wasn’t just their daughter. She was a Barton. A Romanoff. A hero.

"You don’t have to be us," Natasha said, as if reading her mind. "Be you."

Katie nodded, her grip tightening on her bow. She wasn’t sure who she was yet. But she’d figure it out.

And when she did, she knew her parents would be right there beside her.

[askkatiebarton]

Katie Barton headcanons #5

Clint and Natasha kept a record of every ‘first’ Katie had. Despite everything—the missions, the danger, the chaos—they always made sure to be there for Katie. Her first laugh, first steps, first time holding a bow—they wrote it all down in a journal, tucked away where only they could find it. No matter how crazy their lives got, she was always their greatest mission.