#hawkyed

[hrlsqunn]

             @hawkyed​ said:  “  do i ask questions or do i just help you clean up all this blood?  ”

A hint of a smile appeared on the harlequin’s lips.  “Probably better if ya left th’ questions t’ a minimum.” Better if she didn’t know in the end, wasn’t it? “I wouldn’t say no t’ some help cleanin’ it up though.” It was everywhere, in Harley's hair, on her clothes, and all over the room. Clearly whatever happened had been a blood bath and the blood wasn't Harley's. 

[thanksbarton-moved]

Clearly retirement doesn’t suit you. Get tired of playing golf? @hawkyed​

“You know what, that’s an oddly specific reference, which means you saw that news report about playing in that thing for charity. And you saw that picture.” Steve would never proclaim to be a golfer or even any good at it. To be honest, he didn’t fully understand what the point of it was even and that said a lot. 

Still, when people asked to do things for charity especially children’s ones? He was there without question. “As for retirement, I’ve had time to do a lot of research int he time since I retired and it seems that retirement isn’t always permenant.” He offered, with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Anyway, I only show up when someone calls and it’s serious enough to warrant more than one super soldier. So here I am. Now, Buck’s not around at the moment or Sam. So you want to explain to me what was so bad I had to give up on my cabin life for at least a week.” That had been the length mentioned. But he knew it could be longer.

[thanksbarton-moved]

“ they’re coming for you. right? that’s why you’re pushing me away like an idiot? because you don’t want me getting hurt? “ @hawkyed​

Idiot. Yeah, that wasn’t his favorite word to describe himself. But he also understood where she was coming from. It was difficult sometimes to be in charge and have to make decisions. Sometimes that meant pushing people away for their own safety. Even if they were in the same line of work as you.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, no. But I don’t want anyone to get hurt if I can help it. If I get hurt--if I end up dead then that’s just me. It’s on me. If something happens to you or anyone else that’s something that I have to life with for eternity. I’m not going to take that chance.” It probably seemed hypocritical especially because the others were out there. But, he could be a hypocrite sometimes and he knew that.

“People will always be coming for me and for anyone associated with the Avengers.”

[thanksbarton-moved]

@hawkyed​  “ i’ve… made some mistakes. “

Mistakes. That seemed to be the word of the day. People either thought that Steve was incapable of making mistakes or that he made them and wouldn’t own up to them in the end. Neither was true completely. He was capable of making them and sometimes owning up to them and trying to make amends. 

But, sometimes it was harder than others especially because his mentality was that he was often right in his thoughts, feelings, and ideals while others were mixed up. He usually got there in the end. It just took time. Time others didn’t have sometimes to wait.

He let out a soft breath, arms crossing in front of his chest as he looked at Kate. “We’ve all made mistakes. Don’t let Tony tell you otherwise because he’s made his fair share. So have I. So has everyone. But, what specifically do you feel that you’ve done right now to bring this up?”

[atethyreal]

               @hawkyed,     liked.     ›    you  have  not  explored  the  modern  world.  it  is  foreign  to  you.  you  remember  empires,  dynasties,  kingdoms.  years  have  passed  since  you  last  walked  among  mortal  men  :  for  their  safety,  and  your  own.  but  your  brother’s  loss  weighs  heavily  on  your  heart.  if  not  for  him,  you  would  have  fled  ...  you  would  have  left  with  makkari  and  druig,  ventured  back  out  in  to  the  stars  in  search  of  something  more,  a  purpose.  but  you  have  existed  on  this  planet  for  five  centuries,  and  you  have  defended  it  in  the  wake  of  gilgamesh’s  death.  you  ought  to  see  what  it  is  you  are  defending.

            you  are  uncomfortable  in  these  clothes,  uncomfortable  with  the  cut  of  your  hair  and  the  crowds  of  people  that  surround  you.  hundreds  of  years  in  self-imposed  and  guarded  isolation  is  not  so  easily  discarded.  it  is  by  chance  that  you  find  solace  in  an  almost  empty  alley,  shielded  by  the  rain  that  falls  heavy.  you  catch  your  breath,  and  you  close  your  eyes,  and  you  recite  your  brother’s  words  until  you  feel  the  madness  retreat.  it  does  not  own  you.  you  are  your  own.  you  feel  them  watching  you,  but  you  feel  little  threat  in  their  gaze.  when  you  are  at  ease,  you  open  your  eyes,  and  you  turn  to  meet  theirs,  shelter  found  in  the  same  alcove,  in  the  same  alley.  your  brow  rises.

[atethyreal]

            @hawkyed,     liked.     ›    you  get  the  same  questions.  every  day.  all  day.  are  you  really  dating  spider-man  ?  did  he  really  kill  mysterio  ?  were  you  there  ?  how  long  have  you  known  ?  ever  since  peter  was  unmasked,  it’s  been  an  onslaught  of  questions,  and  accusations,  and  opinions.  you  don’t  care  about  them.  not  really.  you  know  the  truth,  and  that’s  enough  for  you.  but  still,  you’re  tired  of  the  repetition.  you’ve  never  been  one  for  attention.  but  it  does  die  down  eventually.  most  of  it  settles  on  peter.  but  you  are  never  really  forgotten.

          so  before  they  ask,  you  interrupt  them.      ❝     yes.  no.  kinda.  a  while.     ❞     you  stand  behind  the  counter  at  the  diner  you’ve  worked  in  part-time  since  you  were  old  enough  to  work,  and  you  resist  the  urge  to  roll  your  eyes.  she  looks  like  one  of  them,  but  hey.  you  could  be  wrong.  so  you  force  a  smile  and  ask,       ❝     are  you  gonna  order  something  ?     ❞     it’s  late,  the  diner  is  empty,  and  you’ve  got  an  hour  left  on  shift.

[atethyreal]

                @hawkyed,     liked.     ›    she’s  good,  you’ll  give  her  that.  a  bit  clumsy,  a  bit  ...  rogue.  self-taught,  maybe  ?  no  where  near  as  refined  as  an  agent,  trained  or  newly  recruited.  and  she’s  a  kid.  you  watch  her  as  she  moves  through  what  was  providence.  it’s  been  long  since  left  to  time,  years  since  you  and  your  team  sought  refuse  within  it’s  walls  as  shield  fell,  a  traitor  in  your  ranks.  being  here  ...  it  reminds  you  of  how  much  has  changed.

                  and  now  you  shadow  a  girl  light  on  her  feet  but  rough  around  the  edges.  you  follow  in  her  wake,  and  you  think  “sloppy”  as  you  stick  to  shadows  and  corners  unchecked.  as  she  distracts  herself  with  whatever  brought  her  here,  you  lean  against  a  wall  and  you  glance  down  your  hands,  pulling  the  sleeves  of  your  jacket  to  fit  around  your  wrists.      ❝     you  suck  at  covert,  kid.     ❞

[ringstrained]

kate bishop  ,  shangqi and kate purposefully it get caught under the mistletoe.

                   he’s sweating slightly, shangqi sliding on his shirt and tucking in his pendant as he walked into the room. hand reaches for a bottle of water first, uncapping the plastic and drinking down half of the clear liquid before he says a even says a word. ‘ i’m getting too old for this, ’ the man jokes, recapping the bottle and flipping it over once, twice, in his hand, catching it gracefully in his palm. 

‘ and where were you? i thought we were training together today, you totally ditched — ’ teasing tone is cut off when he sees a sprig of what he recognizes as mistletoe laying on the counter, something shangqi has rarely ever seen in person. one brow raises down at the woman, grin a knowing one as he grabs for it, twisting it between his fingers. ‘ that’s adorable. where’d you find that? ’ grin grows a bit at her response. i thought it’d be festive. ‘ uh huh, ’ idea grows at the sight of the garnish, hand lifting until it’s hanging above their heads. ‘ you had to have seen this coming, right? ’ with a smile, shangqi leans down and places a kiss on her cheek, leaning away just after. ‘ totally festive. this was a great idea, kate, ’     @hawkyed​.