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Feb. 20th 2012: Blow it out your ass. [Unimpressed.]
Feb. 16th 2012: [Cursing quietly, working on his skycycle.]
Feb. 12th 2012: [Belligerently.] I toldja, I ain't Cupid!
Feb. 12th 2012: Instant therapy, bashing muggers heads together!
Feb. 11th 2012: [Exasperated look.] I hate Valentine's Day.
Feb 9th 2012: Nah, I make this look easy ( Read more... ) -
for redinmyledger
Natasha would find trying to fit into the Barton’s household both a joy and a pain. Clint had spent the last seven years making their daughter Anastasia the center of his universe. He’d left behind adventuring and the lifestyle he’d spent his whole adult life creating to making sure the girl wasn’t lacking for both a mother and a father ( Read more... ) -
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[Clint had convinced himself that it wasn’t like this was a date date. It was just hanging out at Steve’s apartment with a pizza, some beer and a game on the tv. He showed up on Steve’s doorway with a super supreme pizza in one hand and a six pack since neither man were big drinkers for the most part. Clint’s recent foray into drunken depression ( Read more... ) -
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This is prolly not a great idea. [Hawkeye muttered, eyeing Thor from across the mat. The two of them were dressed in work out clothes. The Asgardian had offered to help Clint work on his grappling techniques and to further improve his hand to hand fighting abilities. Steve had certainly helped polish the rough and ready archer quite a bit since ( Read more... )
