alicexz:

JUST BECAUSE

Gosh this is a pretty flamboyant color scheme

thestormypetrelofcrime:

My brain is not a safe place right now.

“Just leave the cooking to me next time, Barton. At least I’ll have the decency to set the kitchen on fire.”

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

(with Jeremy Renner as Clint Barton and Yvonne Strahovski as Carol Danvers)

louidiot:

#ugh this scene kills me #because you know if iron man or thor or cap did it they would spring up just fine and be on their merry way #but clint #you don’t see clint for another ten fucking minutes in the movie#he’s probably laying there in dire pain for most of it #LIKE UGH #he knows he’s only human but that never stops him from being extraordinary and I just #let me kiss your face you perfect character thanks

Avengers AU: Nick Fury orders “Supernanny” Coulson to take in young Clint and Natasha at the beginning of their training as SHELID agents. 

-redux:

love is for children. i owe him a debt.

street-of-mercy:

Budapest was more than just a job.

sometimesshesings:

loose lips sink ships [mingusyatina]

bartonss:

Clint/Natasha Domestic-ish AU - they’re basically the same but they have a five-year-old kid and Clint owns a diner.

Clint: (on the phone) I love you too, Iron Ass.
Natasha: What does that son of a bitch want this time?
Phillip: Mommy, what’s a bitch?
Natasha: It’s a girl dog, honey.
Phillip: How can Uncle Tony’s mom be a dog?
Natasha: Just finish the cereal Daddy made. 

therewasneverjustone:

street-of-mercy:

washington | a hawkeye/black widow au

The mission is like any other, even if it takes place in the heart of the country. Get in. Retrieve the files and eliminate the target. Get out. They flirt and banter along the way, make a bet who’s going to finish their task first (her downloading the files or him taking out the target). They never find out. It’s all a trap, has been from the start and when Natasha finds the dead guards, hears Clint telling her he’s going in, she knows, it’s too late. His hoarse, broken Nat echoes in her mind for weeks.

He is brought to a secret facility, a playground for doctors who use him for their horrible and cruel experiments. Nightmares become his constant friend but he never gives up, trusts Nat to come for him. She gives her best, uses every tool in her arsenal to get information about his whereabouts, doesn’t rest until she has finally found him.

Time loses all meaning but one day there’s a hidden message from her, carved into a wooden panel, and Clint has barely time to process its meaning before he hears the unmistakeable sound of Nat’s Widow’s Bite. They bring hell down on the place, leaving nothing behind but smoking ruins and crushed bodies - like Budapest all over again. They don’t look back as they drive off.

Natasha takes him to her temporary hideout, an old barrack in the desert, and for a moment she has to close her eyes, battling her own emotions as she sees the extend of Clint’s injuries. Gently, with far greater care than one would suspect, she cleans him, runs her hands over his bruised body. When he wraps his fingers around hers and slowly pulls her close, she doesn’t resist. For the first time, their nightmares stay away.