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stubborn ass

          name: clint barton.
alias: hawkeye.
      specialties: not many

[ exists in mcu ]
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[ tracks #agentbartxn ]

i can't take them on my own

thewinterbuckaroo-blog:

   ”Fuck off. I get more than fifteen minutes with your damn dog a day.”

      “She loves me more, anyway.”

    Now that’s just rude.

thewinterbuckaroo:

agentbartxn:

agentbartxn:

send ☢ for a desperate text

[text: b] i don't care who you are, kidnapping a dog is a bad idea
[text: b] bring lucky back in one piece or i swear i'll maim you

[text: b] tell her i miss her

[text: Tweety Bird] You’re out of coffee aren’t you.

[text: b] that has nothing to do with me missing my dog
[text: b] those are two completely separate things

thewinterbuckaroo:

agentbartxn:

send ☢ for a desperate text

[text: b] i don't care who you are, kidnapping a dog is a bad idea
[text: b] bring lucky back in one piece or i swear i'll maim you

[text: Tweety Bird] Oh my god, you’re not going to let this go are you? 

[text: Tweety Bird] Image Sent: dumbass_shes_fine.jpeg

[text: b] tell her i miss her

thewinterbuckaroo:

agentbartxn:

send ☢ for a desperate text

[text: b] i don't care who you are, kidnapping a dog is a bad idea
[text: b] bring lucky back in one piece or i swear i'll maim you

[text: Tweety Bird] Jesus Christ almighty keep your dick on.
[text: Tweety Bird] She wanted to go for a walk and you were taking a nap.
[text: Tweety Bird] I left a fucking note.

[text: b] my dick never left, unless you kidnapped that too.

send ☢ for a desperate text

[text: b] i don't care who you are, kidnapping a dog is a bad idea
[text: b] bring lucky back in one piece or i swear i'll maim you

      { He fucking hated guns. They were too heavy and didn’t feel right in his hand. It took almost no skill fire, though bows and guns had the same principle. He knew how to use a gun, of course, he’s trained with them meticulously. That didn’t mean he didn’t like it. Or had to like it. 
                  Fire arms caused less suspicion and were more compact than a bow strapped across your back, he supposed. He drew the gun from where he kept it as he approached the door in question, keeping it low when he kicked it in. The com fizzed with static as he crossed the door frame.
                                         Clint tried to keep his voice from sounding disappointed. }

                Clear. He’s not here.

thewinterbuckaroo-blog:

Send me a ▓ to see how I, the MUN, would react to meeting your character in person.

I am going to crash on your couch and watch wedding dress shows and order pizza and pet your dog and you can’t fucking stop me.

    I’m game. Just don’t get any sauce on Lucky.
                   She doesn’t like to take baths.

Send me a ▓ to see how I, the MUN, would react to meeting your character in person.

I’m willing to kill people for your happiness is that not enough

thewinterbuckaroo:

   ”Look- I know this looks bad, but he- that guy- I remember his face, alright? I’m almost positive he’s Hydra.”

    It’s not that I don’t believe you
                 ‐ which, lets face it, I have every reason not to
                               ‐but an ‘almost’ ain’t gonna cut it.

lucithor:

Bucky interrupting awkward silences with “man, I would give my left arm for a burger right now” and everybody freezes for a second until Steve lets out a really ugly snort and just starts pissing himself laughing