#luckedout

[cmmandr]

❛   i'd say it's good to see you, but you look like shit.  ❜   and not a moment too late, a smile breaks through his features.  ❛  been a while, huh?  ❜ 

𝙸.𝙳: @luckedout​ 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽: 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙳. 

[madeworth]

“So, I have to ask...” no, he really doesn’t, but Dr. Donald T. Blake is the resident physician (and surgeon, at times, mostly for emergencies and quick fixes) so he feels it’s his duty to be a little nosy.

“How does your uh, backside feel? I mean lately. I mean, in the sense of. like, your tailbone. Bruised? Achy? Does it tense up right there?”

Way to go Doc, your bedside manner is so professional. Donald is blushing, just the smallest bit, but it’s unmistakable that there is a patchy bit of red blooming across his cheeks.

“I am JUST asking because I saw that fall you took the last time we were on a mission sooo...”

@luckedout​

[fightsbck]

‘    if you’re going out,    i’m coming with you.    ’      it isn’t a tone out of suggestion.    no,   francis may be tall and lanky    (    even after so much adjusting,   there’s still so much to him that needed to be filled.    still that warboy that mourned over a passing father,    still that kid didn’t grow right because there’s a fight that needed to be won.    )    ,    but his posture isn’t one of fragility.    he stands there,    uniform in place,   and brows furrowed to show his seriousness.    he can still fight.    he’s not useless.    he can protect.    that’s what dad had raised to be   ...   isn’t it ?    that’s what he was left with,   anyways.      ‘    you know i’m good.    you   -   you’ve seen me.    ’      /   from francis for @luckedout​ !

    sc.

[mechaniciq]

@luckedout​

Happy’s had here eye on Clint for awhile. Someone looking into demigods using S.H.I.E.L.D. resources is enough of a red flag for her-- with kids of her own to protect, and divine blood herself, how could it not worry her? She keeps her distance, tries not to act too suspicious. She’s a mechanic, not an agent, and subtlety is not a skill she possesses. Still, she tries. 

It’s hard to avoid it when she’s looking around for demigods too, though. All of this eventually culminates in her holding a celestial bronze knife out to keep him a few paces back. He’s an archer, she’s been told, one of the best. One of the best that’s been looking into her family, otherwise why would he be here?

“Alright, Agent Barton,” she says. “You wanna’ explain to me why you’re hunting down demigods?”

[mvndrvke-archive]

@luckedout​​ liked for a random mythology muse starter!                - - > clint & hermes

ART EXHIBIT, young the giant

"Oh, the genius of pain.” Clint’s certainly suffered enough. The war’s done, the dead have been buried and honored. Now there’s nothing left. This is Hermes’ doing. Not caring for his children, not showing them enough attention and love-- what god does?-- and now Luke is dead. He shakes his head slowly. “The genius of pain.”

[positivelysuper]

jo says: I’m sending a little bit of love to @luckedout, who is such an excellent Clint blog! Raylan’s dedication to Clint’s character and characterization is so apparent, just by peeking at the blog, and Clint is one of the coolest characters I know! One of my favorite parts about Raylan’s characterization is the extreme level of detail taken into Clint’s character. Every freckle, every strand of hair is totally accounted for! I always feel so excited to read further explorations into what it is like to be Clint Barton!

[rayspacer]

Retainers got dumped down the kitchen sink. Managed to find them at 12:24 tonight and they aren’t ruined!!

[venomblastings]

❝ I hope you’ll excuse my cheap wit, but the hour is late and it’s all I have left. ❞

guide to troubled birds starters // accepting

“Already?” Jessica leaned back in her chair. “Come on, Clint, it’s barley midnight, I’m sure you have more in you. Gerry’s got more energy than you and he’s sleeping.”