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Clint: I woke up in the bathroom of a Manhattan skyscraper
Clint: You wouldn't happen to know how I got here would you?
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Clint --> Open
Clint: I woke up in the bathroom of a Manhattan skyscraper
Clint: You wouldn't happen to know how I got here would you?
dumb au: 616 characters watch mcu CW, everyone (who has been in an alt dimention or the savage land, or something) wonders how the FUCK this could’ve happened, who said this was ok, ect
the consensus? it’s clint’s fault
Tanaka reacts to Frazier's ridiculous error in the outfield
HC that Ned's real surname is Mosche
Clint would be the person that if someone he was fighting with took off their shirt, he would pick it up and put it on himself
Clint’s half asleep on Kate’s couch. “Katie— do you ever think about the pigeons. and how, we, humans— abandoned them.” He rolls to one side, blanket over his head like a hood. “do you think Lucky would hate one? If we gotta pigeon.” // @broarrow
@broarrow
kate was looking over at him with a glass of chocolate milk in her hands. "if you're asking if we could get a pigeon, i will have to say no. and also... please go to bed. we can talk about them in the morning and how i prefer them over bitch ass seagulls."
@bowslingers asked: “the dog, for all his failings, did not do that and i’m taking it personally on his part that you’re trying to claim he did.” ( for nat, in defence of lucky)
Natasha arched an eyebrow, arms crossed as she leaned against the doorway, one foot lazily crossed over the other. She hadn’t even said it was Lucky who’d knocked over the coffee mug, just raised the question with a knowing look. But here Clint was—already leaping to the dog’s defense like Lucky had taken a bullet for him. Again.
“He eats pizza off the floor,” she said dryly, her lips twitching. “He stole my sandwich last week, Clint. I watched him do it, and he looked me dead in the eyes like it was his birthright.” She stepped forward, folding her arms a little tighter. “I’m just saying, if the mug mysteriously ends up shattered and there’s a suspicious trail of dog slobber nearby—maybe we don’t rule out the four-legged suspect.
”But then she paused, softened just enough to let her voice drop with amusement. “Still. It’s cute that you’re taking it personally on behalf Lucky who would leave you in the dust if I had a slice of pepperoni in my hand.” She smirked, stepping around the couch to ruffle Lucky’s ears. “But fine. I’ll blame the wind. Or gravity. Or maybe your aim, since you left the mug on the edge of the table.”
Out-of-Context Discord Sentences "Never assume I can't be hornier." (Trickheaven for Clint 😭)
“Duly noted. Let me know if you ever wanna do something about that.” Paired with a cheeky wink and a click of his tongue.
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