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" Are you crying?"

She wants to lie, wants to tell him to mind his own business, but she shakes her head a little.

“Not...not yet.”

#c; the spy #featheredassassin #feathered-assassin

"Raining heaven"

Being caught in the rain wasn’t a bad thing. Natasha didn’tmind it, but she did look up and blink a bit surprised. “I swear the sky wasclear a minute ago.” Right before they had set out on this walk in fact. Stillit was nice to get out and away from everyone else sometimes and she was gladfor the current company. “A little water isn’t going to bother you is it?” Sheinquired, somewhere in there was an unspoken joke about feathers.

#featheredassassin #feathered-assassin

clint x bobbi

leaves their dirty clothes on the floor

They both do. Bobbi is the one that ends up tossing them in the hamper though.

forgets to run the dish washer

Clint..Bobbi just forgets to unload it once they do get done.

pumps gas for the car

Clint, the smell of gas makes Bobbi a little sick.

drives when they’re going somewhere

Bobbi, she’s the better driver.

rearranges the furniture

Neither? But probably Clint just to fuck with Bobbi.

falls asleep with the TV on

Both. They totally crash out tangled on the couch.

gets to use the bathroom first

Bobbi usually wakes up first so she does.

decides the temperature for the ac/heater

Clint doesn’t give a fuck usually and bobbi has nightmares if it’s too cold so Bobbi.

sets up holiday decorations

Clint

leaves the lights on

Clint

uses the bathroom with the door open

Neither, too paranoid.

fixes the plumbing (or calls the plumber)

Clint tries to but then gives up and Bobbi calls the plummer.

#ship meme #otp: broken hallelujah #c; the spy #featheredassassin #feathered-assassin

“Barton.”

#feathered-assassin #feathredassassin #starter.#thank you for the follow!

condomglitter said: "You look like you could use a hand"

@feathered-assassin answered you: It had been a crap day thus far for Clint. He’s woken late, the coffee pot had died on him, and now he was on his way out of his apartment building when he dropped the bags he’d been lugging. One was only half zipped and he quickly knelt to shove its contents back inside.

That had been his gear, weaponry and the like. He had clothes for his workout in his second bag. He swore under his breath noting a loose arrow that had managed to slip out. “I don’t need this…all i wanted was some coffee…”

Then a voice sounded from behind him. Clint turned to look back at the attractive red head who’d spoken. He smiled brightly. ” I’m good, besides the shit morning I’ve had. Know the best place for some coffee?” He really needed the caffeine before hitting his usual routine.

Returning the smile, Natalie couldn't help a chuckle. He looked like he needed a hand, or more likely, to zip his other bag shut. Maybe coffee really was all he needed to fix his morning, she supposed, trying her best to seem as if she wasn't laughing at him. Certainly, that was the last thing that he needed. Crouching down, she reached out toward the long, thin stem that he'd dropped. It wasn't until her fingers wrapped around it that she realized what it was, eyeing the arrow with interest.

"Archery, huh? That's an interesting hobby-" She shifted her weight as she offered it back to him, taking note of the build of his shoulders - he wasn't a rookie, by any means, or she would eat her g-string. Not that she was wearing it - it was entirely inappropriate attire for her morning jog. No, instead of jeans that complimented her ass, she was wearing yoga pants that complimented her ass, and less fortunately, an old band t-shirt that she'd stolen from one boyfriend or another. What luck.

"Gloria's down the road isn't bad if you aren't looking for anything fancy. It's about half a block that way." She gestured off down the street with her free hand, toward a red cursive lettered sign barely visible from where they stood. "It's a diner. They usually have a fresh pot going at this time of day. If that's not your thing, though, there's a Starbucks around the corner."

The temptation to offer him use of her coffee machine was tempting, but he didn't look the type to accept an offer from the likes of her. Besides all that, she wasn't done her run yet - and she was a sweaty mess. No, it was probably best not to go that route. Not today.

#❧|| ᴄᴀsᴛɪɴɢ sᴘᴇʟʟs ;; ic #feathered-assassin #clint;;#featheredassassin #nat would you turn off your hobaggery for one thread i s2g #chats;;#you can ignore me i just #/hawkeye/

"I trust you"