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clint is now at @enthrclled since i am shitty at switching blogs.

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Please note clint is still on hiatus. If only because his voice is a bit quiet right now. My attention has been sucked into the multi and that’s where it’s gonna be for a while. I’ll do replies here when I can cause I love him too much to give him up. Promise to not be gone forever! 

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“         follow   me   into   the   darkness   and   i’ll   illuminate   your   way.         ”                                                                                                                                                    loved   by   Z

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“         follow   me   into   the   darkness   and   i’ll   illuminate   your   way.         ”                                                                                                                                                    loved   by   Z

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clint has a scar on his left wrist that resembles pietros hand. when pietro was constantly using the mist from the terrigen crystals, his sene of right warped and twisted, clint was sent to talk to him. to try and get him to stop the path he was on given it was killing off mutants more than it was helping them. however, no matter what he said or tried clint was unable to get through to pietro. instead igniting his irritation to a point that pietro decided to give clint a   ‘taste’   of the power that was coursing through him, as terrible as it was. the resulting burn from the touch caused clint to scar and retain a permanent mark. 

although it’s one of his more prominent scars, clint has never told anyone where the scar originates from. he’s told natasha, katie, close comrades who ask that it was given to him by a villain but he’s gotten so many scars that he doesn’t recall which one specifically. if he were to tell them, then he feels like pietro would never get the second chance that he truly deserves. for the most part, clint forgets that it’s there. he’s never held a grudge against pietro for the act since he firmly believes pietro was not in his right mind he doesn’t think it’s fair for it to be held against him. pietro has never raised a hand towards him since and has since proven he is working hard every day to never go back to being that person.

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𝑴𝑨𝑴𝑴𝑨 𝑴𝑰𝑨 !    (   lyric  /  sentence  starters  originating  from  the  2008  film  “ mamma mia ! ”   &   its  origins  in  the  “ GOLD ”  album  by  ABBA .   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  as  needed !   )

❛  i  have  a  secret …    and  i  can’t  tell  anyone  else .  ❜ ❛  i  always  kind  of  accepted  that  that’s  all  i’d  ever  know .  ❜ ❛  [ name’s ]  the one .   i  know  he  is .  ❜ ❛  god ,   stop  growing !  ❜ ❛  you  sound  like  you’re  having  fun  already .  ❜ ❛  i  used  to  have  fun .  ❜ ❛  ‘mother’ ?  we’re the same age !  ❜ ❛  you  make  me  sound  so  unromantic .  ❜ ❛  [ name’s ]  gonna  absolutely  kill  you  when  she  finds  out .  ❜ ❛  i  feel  like  there’s  a  part  of  me  missing .  ❜ ❛  you  look  like  an  old  hippie !  ❜ ❛  i  bet  you  don’t  remember  me .  ❜ ❛  you  haven’t  changed  at  all !  ❜ ❛  oh ,  please !  i’m  getting  married ,   not  joining  a  convent !  ❜ ❛  there  never  seems  to  be  a  single  penny  left  for  me .  ❜ ❛  don’t  sit  down  there !   it’s  broken .  ❜ ❛  all  the  things  i  would  do  if  i  had  a  little  money …  ❜ ❛  it’s  a  rich  man’s  world .  ❜ ❛  come on ,   let’s  go  have  fun .  ❜ ❛  do  you  wear  it  or  floss  with  it ?  ❜ ❛  that’s  the  price  you  have  to  pay  if  you  want  to  drink  before  eleven  o’clock  in  the  morning !  ❜ ❛  god ,  i’m  just  whining ,   you  know  me .  ❜ ❛  are  you  being  taken  care  of ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  getting  any ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  glad  that  whole  part  of  my  life  is  over .  ❜ ❛  it’s  an  adventure ,   [ name ] ,   it’s  good  for  you .  ❜ ❛  please  stay .  ❜ ❛  i  made  up  my  mind ,   it  must  come  to  an  end .  ❜ ❛  will  i  ever  learn ?  ❜ ❛  why  did  i  ever  let  you  go ?  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  count  all  the  times  i’ve  cried  over  you .  ❜ ❛  you  always  did  know  how  to  make  an  entrance .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  know  each  other ?  ❜ ❛  why  are  you  here ?  ❜ ❛  it’s  good  to  see  you .  ❜ ❛  i’m  a  shoulder  you  can  cry  on .  ❜ ❛  you  were  always  sure  of  yourself .  ❜ ❛  why  didn’t  you  tell  us ??  ❜ ❛  i  can  still  recall  our  last  summer .  ❜ ❛  no  one’s  seen  you .  ❜ ❛  i  just …   lost  track  of  time .  ❜ ❛  you’ll  never  leave  me ,   right ?  ❜ ❛  you’ve  turned  my  world  upside  down .  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  jealous  before  we  met .  ❜ ❛  i  still  don’t  know  what  you’ve  done  with  me .  ❜ ❛  is  that  really  your  dream ?  ❜ ❛  well ,   now ,   that  takes  me  back …  ❜ ❛  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  how  old  are  you ?  ❜ ❛  will  you  excuse  me  a  minute -  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  breathe !  ❜ ❛  give  her  some  space !  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  tossing  &  turning  all  night …  ❜ ❛  last  night  i  discovered  something  wonderful …  ❜ ❛  you  didn’t  even …   SUSPECT  that  you  were … ?  ❜ ❛  it’s  absolutely  hush - hush  for  now .  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what’s  wrong .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  know  what  to  do .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  to  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  do  anything .  ❜ ❛  that’s  what  YOU  want !  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  know  why  you’re  going  off  on  me  now .  ❜ ❛  what  are  you  doing  here ,   [ name ] ?  ❜ ❛  this  is  my  reality .  ❜ ❛  i  can  deal  my  own  disasters .  ❜ ❛  i  didn’t  think  it  was  any  of  your  business .  ❜ ❛  i  love  being  on  my  own .  ❜ ❛  what  ever  happened  to  our  love ?  ❜ ❛  you  made  me  feel  alive ,   but  something  died .  ❜ ❛  let’s  pick  up  where  we  left  off  last  night .  ❜ ❛  last  night  never  happened .   i’ve  drawn  a  veil  over  last  night .  ❜ ❛  i  can  read  in  your  face  that  your  feelings  are  driving  you  wild .  ❜ ❛  does  your  mother  know  that  you’re  out ?  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  plan ,   god  knows  there’s  no  plan .  ❜ ❛  what …   is  this ??  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  accept  this .  ❜ ❛  no ,   you’ll  have  to  catch  me  first .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  help  me .  ❜ ❛  baby ?   [ name ] ?!  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  know  if  you  love  me ?  ❜ ❛  of  course  i  love  you ,   i  just  wish  you’d  told  me .  ❜ ❛  don’t  do  this  now .   i  can’t  hear  this  now .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  talk  about  things  we’ve  gone  through .  ❜ ❛  the  winner  takes  it  all .  ❜ ❛  i  was  a  fool  playing  by  the  rules .  ❜ ❛  you  know  i  miss  you .  ❜ ❛  what  can  i  say ?   the  rules  must  be  obeyed .  ❜ ❛  this  gives  me  an  excuse  to  come  here  much  more  often .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  entirely  sure  what’s  happening  right  now …  ❜ ❛  it’s  only  the  rest  of  your  life .  ❜ ❛  you  love  me   &   you  know  it .  ❜ ❛  if  you  change  your  mind …  ❜ ❛  take  a  chance  on  me .  ❜ ❛  if  you  need  me ,   let  me  know .  ❜ ❛  speech !   i’m  gonna  make  a  speech ,   everybody .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  so  much  that  i  wanna  do  when  i  dream  i’m  alone  with  you .  ❜ ❛  i  think  you  know  that  i  can’t  let  go .  ❜ ❛  i’m  gonna  do  my  very  best .  ❜

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cupid please hear my cry and let your arrow fly

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cleaning up the blog today in between work stuff. 

and working more on the   multi   today!

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my summer plans are beginning to lighten up. while i won’t fully be back just yet, i’m going to be doing a hard restart on 90% of threads, asks, and what not. I’ve lost track of too many replies done during my hiatus. i apologize for that! but please expect me back soon! 

also ---- i’ve been setting up a new multi with my favorite muses. most of them low key from various fandoms. not yet jumping into things, but feel free to follow,   HERE. 

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Ugly mobile post. Am sorry.

Anyone have recommendations for someone doing icon commissions that accepts payment through anything other than pay/pal? I’m making a multi for my comeback to accompany big changes. Price isn’t a problem. Just can’t use pay/pal cause they’ve stolen money fro my account in the past.

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i’ve gotten quite a bit of new followers while on hiatus. just wanna make sure ya’ll know i am still away and will not be back fully until september after my birthday. at which point i’ll be doing an overhaul and making changes. i did a few follow backs, i’ll browse the rest later. in the meantime, i hope you’re enjoying summer and having a wonderful day/night!

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THIS LOOKS BAD …. super bad.

kate bishop the better hawkeye  /  616 based  /  written by maxi.

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USER :// @purplequvr​ INQUIRY ://  ‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [13 lips] ’ public string { spots to kiss } ; accepting

          funny enough, the idea came to him in a movie.  one of those romantic comedies he didn’t realize he was watching until it was a little too late and he was a little too invested.  steve spent the next evening planning out a picnic on the roof of a nearby building.  first, by pulling some strings to get up to the roof and second by preparing what he thought would be a decently romantic meal.    flowers were included, as was only right.  a dozen roses to serve as a center piece on a starlit evening.  ideally, whatever wind they encountered up on the roof wouldn’t touch the roses if they were hidden behind something else.

          as much as he wanted to prepare something lavish and decadent, it just didn’t seem practical for the area.  so, instead, steve put together a few chicken caesar wraps.  then, he picked up some cream puffs from one of his favorite nearby bakeries.  all about the hand-helds.  whatever they could pick at with their fingers ( that seemed the best idea, right? ).  a few thick moving blankets was topped with the large throw from the back of his couch just to make everything else more presentable.  that and sitting on the textured surface didn’t seem romantic in the slightest.  

          to round it all off was several vanilla candles set into mason jars.  again, trying to combat whatever breeze they may encounter.

          getting clint up to the roof was easy enough.  interlaced fingers gently squeeze.  before opening the door, though, the soldier is hit with a wave of anxiety.  what if the archer hated it?  what if he took it all the wrong way?  lips part to ask clint of he’s ready to pass through the door and step onto the roof but he’s only met with a wave of nerves.  “ uh, “ steve swallows down.  “ i hope you don’t think this is too cheesy.  i got the idea from…well, it’s not important.  if you don’t like it we can… “  talking wasn’t getting him anywhere, so steve leans in.  as lips press together he finds himself getting lost in the emotion, almost forgetting where he was and why he was standing there.  fingers gently grasp at the back of clint’s neck and as he pulls away there’s a gentle graze of teeth.  “ i’m not usually this kind of cheesy, i know.  so, just bare with me, “ he says before pushing open the door to reveal how he spent his day.

              his mind was racing trying to figure out what was happening exactly. while he was certainly rolling with it, holding steves hand and letting him lead the way --- there was a part of him trying to piece together what he was hiding. there was a rare nervous air surrounding the captain. one that he normally hid pretty well, which was throwing him a bit. nonetheless he walks with ease at his side,   “   are you about to take me to my death? because really, i think there are much better ways for you to kill me. for one im thinking just a quick snap of the neck. honestly it’s quick, painless, and really i’ve needed to see a chiropractor for a while anyways.   ”   he’s not being serious, but he also feels a need to fill the silence that had settled between them as they head up some stairs. 

              he’s about to continue but is cut off as they finally come to a stop and steve is speaking. much like he had guessed, the captain was nervous about something. even the uncertainty was clear in his voice as he spoke. a brow is arching, an idea? what the hell was going o-- his thoughts are cut off as lips come down on his eliciting a small hum from him. his hand reaches up, cupping the side of steve’s face as he returns the kiss. everything about him softens, muscles relaxing with the comfort and ease of the touch. per usual his heart flips in his chest. a feeling that he was getting quite used to when it came to steve. one that he welcomed. 

              all too soon the kiss is ending, with him leaning forwards chasing the kiss to prolong it a bit more but his attention is redirected. clint moves through the door and pauses after stepping into the outside world. for a moment he’s quiet. oceanic hues taking in the view and set up before him. the little picnic that has been created has a grin spreading on his lips,   “   you made us a picnic.   ”   his words are soft and filled with awe as he chuckles and moves forward some more.   “   i don’t think anyone has ever done something like this for me. i .... thank you, steve. it’s great. definitely cheesy, but i happen to like cheesy.   ”

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Little bit of an update today !! 

It is highly likely I will not be back until the end of summer. 

I just don’t have time for this particular hobby. I am writing on disco when I can so if you want to interact there, I am more than happy to do so when given the chance! When I do come back I’ll likely be doing a hard restart on all threads that don’t really have any plot to follow. I’m just asking for a wee bit of patience. I’m not purposely ignoring people and honestly, the break has been so nice. Lots of you have been super understanding and I appreciate it more than you know. Inbox will remain off and inaccessible here as well as @widcwsweb so people don’t think I’m ignoring them. The queue is about to run out and I’m probably just going to let it do so. I’ve got a few scheduled replies coming up that will end in two weeks. Then I’ll be back come fall !!  

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          getting the call was both confusing and terrifying.  sir, you’re listed as an emergency contact for….when had clint done that?  they hadn’t been together but a few years.  granted, things felt like they were getting decently serious at the time but they were just two souls who had a hard time communicating.  outside pain made for frightening demons and, so, they’d gone their separate ways.

          still, steve rushed over to the hospital without question.  they could sort out who else needed to be notified when the other woke up.  surely there was someone else now.  as sweet and kind and compassionate as clint was?  with a beautiful face to boot.  someone out there would be worried sick for him.  someone who could give him more than steve ever could.  not because he didn’t want to but because he didn’t know how to.

          he’d dozed off in the small little hospital chair on more than one occasion.  at one point he’d even slipped off his shoes so he could lift his feet up onto the edge of the bed.  steve was exhausted both mentally and physically.  at the same time, he wanted to be awake and focused for then the other blonde finally woke up.  he’d considered bringing a book or maybe his laptop to work on documents until clint woke up.  the doctors said they weren’t sure when exactly that would be.  steve found he had too much nervous energy for either, though.  in the end he pulled out his sketchbook to pass the time.

          when there’s a shift in the bed his attention turns.  pencil slides into the spine and pages squish together.  steve leans forward, desperately trying to keep a stern look and not let the grin run free.  he was happy to see clint awake, though.

            << they called me, >> he signs.  lips part, sighing out.  now that clint was awake steve felt a little self conscious for being there.  << said you were in a car accident.  i’m still your emergency contact, i guess. >>   ocean blue eyes flicker across the other’s face, trying to gauge a reaction.  << how do you feel? >>

               why had they ----- ah, the emergency contact thing. he’d made the decision to list steve about halfway through their relationship thinking that it was the smart thing to do. wasn’t like he talked to his brother, and he hadn’t wanted to be a burden to tasha or anyone else. at the time he had been so in love  (  still was  ) with steve that he didn’t really think twice on it. apparently he had forgotten to change it back when they had broken up. in his defense, there were other important matters that he needed to take care of. like trying to mend a shattered heart because he had been unable to make something work for such an incredible person. even now it felt like his heart was screaming for steve. begging for a touch, at least one but he refused. if only because   ‘one’   would never be enough for him, not in a million years. one touch would lead to two and put him right back to the start of trying to heal his heart. 

              he watched through one good eye as   his   soldier man signed to him. then looked down to his hand that was stuck in the brace. guess that meant signing was going to be a bit difficult. well, at least he could stick talk and carefully make sure his voice is kept low. instead it comes out as a whisper, since he didn’t want to yell at steve and end up coming off angry. if anything he was more disappointed in himself for putting steve in a situation that he had to come and help him after everything they’d been through. just another thing that he would have to apologize to him for. lack of thinking. lack of communication. lack of enough brain power to make sure contact was cut off entirely so he wouldn’t be a bother.

              “   like i got hit by a car.   ”   he whispers to him, a small smirk on his lips as he attempts a bit of humor in the situation. although he’s certain it falls a bit short more than anything.   “   sorry. forgot to remove you from emergency list. are my aids around here somewhere? kinda hard to sign.   ”   his hand raises a bit, and he notes that he must be on a good decent amount of narcotics since he didn’t feel a thing. well that was a plus side at least. he’d just have to be carefull to ensure he didn’t say anything ridiculous. god, did steve always look so good? sure he looked a bit tired, but clint was having a hard time pulling his gaze away from him. 

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           in all the years he’d been walking the earth at this point, steve found it very rare that he either knew where the dreams were pointing him or that he was anywhere close to the fledgeling immortal when they hit.  it made him sad in a lot of ways, because he still remembers the first time he’d met andromache.  for the longest time steve felt like he was crazy dreaming of the same few people night after night but not understanding why.  then again, he also discovered he had a very hard time dying, which only made him more reckless over the years.  easier to fight for or against something when the physical ramifications were minimal.  painful yet not permanent.

           steve stopped in a pub once he made it in to town, hoping the one he dreamed of was still close.  disorientation could’ve made him wander but at least it was a start.  a nod gets him a drink and something small to nibble on.  he sets down the pack he’d been travelling with, keeping it close to one of his feet.  fastened to the front was a round iron shield he’d been carrying with him for as long as he could remember.  it was his grandfather’s shield, one he’d seen his mother pick up on more than one occasion.  unlike andromache who still carried an axe or nicky who wielded a sword, steve had always been a little more on the defensive.  it was perfectly offensive when he wanted it to be, especially now that there were bullets that could pierce straight through.  it managed to serve enough of a distraction that he could get in close to an enemy then employ his fists to deal with whatever problem stood in his way.

           a throat clear grabbed his attention.  turning, steve felt his eyes go wide.  the dream he’d been having played again through his head, not from some kind of magical connection but from memory.  was it possible the one he was looking for stumbled right into his lap?  “ i, “ he sets down the piece of bread he’d been eating.  “ it’s friday but i’m not sure about the circus.  i’ve only just gotten here.  we could ask around.  but, first, please sit. “  he pushes the bread forward and then the pint.

               brows furrowed at the offer, mouth opening to deny the offer made but he looks at the food and finds his stomach rumbling. the sound of his voice ... is that what everyone sounded like? to be honest he was getting a bit distracted, re-learning how everything sounds. different noises around the pub whether it be cups hitting tables, silverware against plates, different conversations happening were all calling for his attention and wonder. he was scatterbrained. blue hues squeeze shut, a palm pressing to his head as he tried to center himself. food. focus on that then worry about the rest. the pint looked good but he knew better. alcohol wasn’t much his things and for pretty good reasons. blowing out a breath, his hand drops as he nods and takes a seat.   “   thanks. you wouldn’t believe the sort of night that i’m having.   ”

              it was a bit crazy, wasn’t it? he had died, that much he was certain about. the event was something that he was recalling vividly, the scene replaying in his head as if it were just mere moments ago. didn’t he say it was still friday? so not much time had passed. which meant the circus was likely still in town. he looked around the pub, ensuring there was no one around that would recognize him or send word that he was still around and kicking. wouldn’t that be quite the explanation to give? bread is picked up, a few bites taken with a nod of his head. it was a bit stale but at least it was something to have in his stomach right? helped ease the hunger pains that he was having. blue hues looked up to the blond after devouring have the piece of bread, head tilting slightly,   “   what’s your name? sorry, guess i should’ve asked that before eating your food. manners never really were my strong suit. uhh, i’m clint.   ”

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