#clint x kate

[floilee]

Kate waves a chocolate bunny with its ass bitten off: My ass hurts.

Yelena waves back with a chocolate rabbit with its ears bitten off: What?

Clint: What are they doing?

Natasha: It's Yelena's first Easter while dating.

Clint sipping his coffee: Well... Happy Easter.

[janeaustenlover]

You showed me that being a hero isn’t just for people who can fly or shoot lasers out of their hands: it’s for anyone who’s brave enough to do what’s right, no matter the cost.

HAWKEYE | 1x06: So This Is Christmas?

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Hii!!

Would you be open to writing a platonic cqregiver!Clint Barton and Little!Kate Bishop? Maybe Kate is babysitting for Clint one day and when he gets back he notices his kids and Kate are watching some kids show but Kate seems more interested than the kids, from there he figures out she regresses??

Have a lovely day and feel free to ignore this!!! 😊

ೃ༄ Babysitting ⊹༉‧₊˚

|| kate bishop x clint barton || read on ao3

notes ; this got so much longer than I intended whoops, also Kate angst cause I’m a sucker for it

warnings ; hurt/comfort, swearing (it’s nothing awful), mentions of Kate having a bad childhood, pet names

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Letting Kate watch the kids was already nerve wracking for Clint, he knows Kate would and can protect his kids easily. Hell she'd probably do it for fun. But that's not where his worries lie, it's more to do with the kids tricking Kate into something (probably stupid) or them messing around because they know Kate's just a sitter and doesn't know all the rules.

Though his anxiety's seem to ease when him and Laura pull into the driveway to see that the living room and kitchen lights are still on, no chaos in sight. It's only around ten pm so the kids could still be complaining about bedtime, they've never gone down easy, or Kate could've put a movie on just to make them calm down.

"We're home!" Laura calls while Clint locks the door and slips his boots off, he has to admit that date night was really nice, but he's happy to be home.

"Living room!" Cooper calls back, hand appearing in the hallway from where he sticks his arm out behind the couch.

Like Clint had suspected, there's a movie playing lowly on the tv, Nathaniel and Lila slumped over one another on the couch, snoring just as loud as Laura claims Clint does. Cooper sits scrolling through his phone beside his sleeping siblings and Kates on the floor, cross legged on the rug and staring up at the Tv.

Her eyes are wide and full of a light Clint doesn't recognize. It's some Disney movie going, one he's seen but doesn't quite remember, though Kates expression reads like this is her first ever seeing the film. Maybe it is? Clint has never asked what Kate's childhood was like but he can't imagine it left a lot of time to lounge around and watch movies.

"I'll take the kids upstairs, you pay Kate and remind her that she's free to stay the night." Laura presses a soft kiss to Clint's cheek before moving to haul Nathaniel up to her hip and ask Cooper to help his sister up the stairs so she won't stumble in her sleepy state.

They all file up slowly, only a few grumbles from Lila about moving that are barely audible with her face pressed into Coopers shoulder. It leaves Clint to look back to where Kate is unmoving, hands folded in her lap too orderly for him to feel easy about, jaw slightly clenched like she's stopping herself from smiling or saying something. He doesn't like that one bit.

"Hey Kate, you alright?" Barton tentatively places a hand on Kates shoulder, worry only growing when she flinches and whips her head to stare at him.

"Easy kid, it's okay." A beat passes where Clint just rubs his thumb across the girls sweater covered shoulder and watches while she takes deep breath after deep breath.

"Got a little distracted, sorry." Her cheeks flush pink in embarrassment but Clint shakes his head quickly. There's no reason for Kate to be apologizing, but Clint is definitely not going to let her walk away without at least a short conversation about what's going on in her head.

"You feel okay?" She nods quickly but her hands are still folded, Clint decides they won't be moving in a while so he plops himself down to the floor and tries not to wince at his tailbone hitting the hardwood.

"Whatcha watching?" Staring at each other won't do any good and thankfully Kate perks up at the question, turning her head back to the Tv with that same lit up look in her eyes.

"It's the second little mermaid, with Ariel's daughter Melody! They keep her out of the sea cause Ursula's sister tried to take her as a baby, but Melody figures out a way to break into the sea-." She keeps going, excitedly taking Clint through the movie plot. There's something so vulnerable about her voice, something so childlike about it; that Clint finds himself smiling softly throughout the tangent, it feels like when he listened to Lila talk about princesses when she was younger.

"That's really cool Kate." A beaming smile gets sent Clint's way at the acknowledgment.

"Right! I haven't seen it since I was a kid but I think she's my favorite princess, besides Merida cause she's got a bow like me and you."

"I don't think I've seen that one, we'll have to watch it sometime." An immediate nod brings a faint grin to Clint's face, she just seems so young, younger than she ever has before and her mannerisms are—- it hits him all at once.

The talk, the behavior, the movie, she's probably age regressed. He had learned about it when the avengers were all staying in the tower together and Natasha discussed it with Tony, Clint was actually in the vents for that conversation but he did some of his own research afterwards.

"Kate, can I ask you something?" He's never dealt with a little in real life, only ever looking at things online and reading forums, this feels out of his depth but Kate nods so he takes a breath.

"Are you- do you- umm- uh. Alright uh, are you feeling little?" The brunette blinks a few times while processing the question, it takes a second but she slowly nods, dropping her head quickly afterwards.

"Hey, hey, it's okay Kate, I just need to know so I can help you. You don't need to hide." The girl untucks her head from her chest but drops it right back when her eyes land on something behind Clint.

"Sorry to interrupt, you guys okay?" Laura questions low and a little weary, glancing towards Kate but doing her best to not stare.

"Yeah yeah, Kates gonna stay the night. You can go to bed I'll be up in a bit." She seems to sense something else is going on but nods then disappears back upstairs quietly.

"Sweetheart, can you look at me? It's okay, Laura went upstairs." Clint tones his voice down soft and tender like he would with younger kids.

“That’s good Kate, very good. How about this, we can get you changed into some pajamas then lay down for bed?” The guest room has practically become Kates dedicated room so he’s sure there’s at least one pair of extra clothes in there somewhere.

“Can I not watch the movie anymore?” Tears well quickly in Kates eyes, her voice wobbles ever so slightly, it all but snaps Clint’s heart to bits.

“Darling you can watch it while I go grab you some pajamas, no need to cry.” He soothes as fast as he can, trying to look reassuring when Kate doesn’t seem to believe him.

“It’s okay if I can’t, I understand. Gots responsibilities.” She mumbles, wiping at her sniffling nose and looking away from Barton for a moment.

“What’re you talking about honey? If you wanna finish the movie you can.” Confusion shows through in Kates expression before she speaks.

“It’s just- when I was a kid I had to go do lots of stuff, important stuff, didn’t get to watch a lot of tv.” She shrugs and leans the smallest bit closer to the hand Clint still has on her shoulder.

An bubble of anger summers in Barton’s gut towards Kates parents, her mother in specifics. The idea of a little kid Kate running around to no doubt fancy cocktail parties and other high end things definitely not enjoyable for a kid; it makes Clint wish she had someone to be there for her, someone to show her what a true childhood is supposed to be like.

“You don’t have to worry about that here, you can watch the movie and I’ll be right back.”

He shuffles himself away before Kate can sense any of his emotions towards her mother, besides, walking to the downstairs guest room and rummaging around in the drawers is a good distraction. He’s able to dig up a pair of pajama pants with purple hearts on them and a soft shirt that’s got a Hawkeye logo on it, no doubt bought by Kate herself but passed off as a gift from someone.

When Clint returns to the living room he catches Kate rocking slightly in place, a strand of hair stuck in her mouth that she idly chews on, he makes a mental note to stop at the store for some pacifier or teethers. He’s already made the decision that this will be a more regular thing, there’s no way he’s going to let Kate wake up tomorrow and pretend none of this ever happened and she didn’t say what she did.

Barton’s honestly happy that she feels happy enough to slip into little space in his house, that she trusts him enough to be small around him. And he definitely wants to help take care of her if she’ll let him, she deserves to relax and be safe somewhere without the worry of bad guys sneaking up on her.

“Im back, I hope these will work.” The wet chunk of hair drops from Kates mouth when she turns towards Clint, a smile on her lips at seeing him again and the prompt of changing out of the jeans that are no doubt uncomfortable while sitting cross legged.

“Thank you.” One of Clint’s hands reaches to ruffle the top of the girls hair before he directs her towards the bathroom to change.

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It’s takes longer than it normally would and Clint has to weigh in on which way the pants go on from outside the door but eventually Kate changes, already looking sleepy when she exists the bathroom.

“You wanna finish the movie or just go to bed? We can always watch it another time.” The when you come back is unspoken but Kate doesn’t mention it.

“Movie then bed.” She decides while flopping onto the couch, Clint following her lead and only startling slightly when Kate lays her head on his chest then tucks her legs up into his side.

“You falling asleep on me kid?” He chuckles lowly as Kate nuzzles farther into his sleep shirt, shaking her head like her eyes aren’t closed and she isn’t half asleep but Clint lets her be. They’ll talk more in the morning but for now he’s content letting Kate use him as a human pillow.

[the-widow-sisters]

Hi:))

I would like to request a prompt with Kate and Yelena.

I really don't know how it would turn out but I think the "does he know about the baby" one would be really interesting, partly because I can't imagine a conversation like that between Kate and Yelena.

I really can't wait to see what you're going to do with the pairing and the prompt.

A/N: Hi!! 🥰 Thank you so, so much for the request!! This one was so hilarious to write and honestly such an unexpected pair that I had to throw in a few more people than I usually do with my prompt list sends lol 😂💖

I hope you enjoy!!! 🥰

Original Prompt List

Word Count: 2.5k+

   “Kate has something she needs to tell you,” Yelena told Natasha solemnly, looking to Kate with an uncharacteristic gentleness. Kate took in a deep breath, and Natasha looked at her carefully, wondering what her youngest sister had to tell her.

   The both of them had found Natasha, a strange air surrounding them as they had explained to her that they needed to sit down with her for a little while. Natasha had been immediately concerned, and she had more than readily gone along with it, wondering what was going on.

   It was odd that Kate would tell Yelena first, but Natasha did not question it, simply happy that Kate and Yelena were growing closer in something akin to a sisterly relationship.

   “What’s wrong?”

   Kate was quiet for a long few moments, and Yelena looked at her expectantly. Natasha could not help but feel nervousness building within her. She had a feeling that something was off, but she was not sure what the problem was.

   Yelena finally nudged her and Kate flashed her a short glance before gazing at Natasha to meet her eyes.

   “I’m pregnant,” Kate stated.

   Natasha did not say a word, just staring at her.

   The suddenness and the shock of the announcement was all so quick upon her that she almost thought that she had not heard her correctly.

   “What?” Natasha asked, hoping that she had somehow misheard.

   “I’m pregnant,” Kate stated, just looking at Natasha with her lips drawn in a thin line.

   Natasha blinked, taking it in.

   Her instant reaction was horror and concern for the girl. She had no male person in her life that could have reasonably been the father, so it left Natasha instantly thinking the worst.

   Apparently, the horror and the dark assumptions actually showed in her face, and Kate shook her head quickly.

   “Don’t worry, it isn’t because of anything that happened in a bad way,” Kate instantly assured her, looking at Yelena as she wordlessly asked for some manner of reassurance. Yelena nodded to her encouragingly.

   Natasha felt a sense of relief overcoming her, but then there was a definitive twinge of something almost irritated. However, she held herself together, deciding she would ask some questions and hear her out.

   The entire thing seemed almost like it was not real, but she figured that Kate would never try to trick her about this, so she went along with it.

   “Whose baby is it?” Natasha asked, handling it all remarkably calmly considering how baffled that she was at the moment. She maintained a steady tone, and Kate seemed slightly calmer as she started to answer the redhead.

   “Umm… It’s some guy,” Kate trailed off, looking down at her hands, and Natasha took in a breath, starting to ask her about the finer details of who exactly some guy was.

   “Some guy?! You told me it was Barton’s!” Yelena cried indignantly, looking at her with surprise.

   Kate instantly froze, her eyes wide and her entire body completely suspended as she seemed to completely have a system error.

   Natasha’s jaw instantly slackened, and she felt just as horrified as Kate looked at the moment.

   This was her second shock of the day…

   At the moment, the both of them looked absolutely traumatized and Natasha could not believe that this had actually happened. She could not even think through the entire thing logically.

   However, she now definitely thought something did not seem right about this. She would have instinctually thought that the whole thing was a prank, but Kate seemed so utterly terrified when Yelena had thrown out the news. That coupled with Natasha’s shock and horror was enough to keep her from fully questioning it and the suspiciousness ebbed.

   “Look, she did the deed, now she needs to claim the property that comes with it,” Yelena stated, sounding tired, and Natasha was honestly so shocked that she could not even fully consider what Yelena had said.

   “The important question is does he know about the baby?” Yelena asked, and Natasha was still reeling as she gaped at Kate blankly.

   Natasha could barely even hear Yelena’s words at this point because of the blood rushing through her ears. Kate was looking at Natasha with equally as much panic, and Natasha felt her mouth going dry. She was not sure if she was angrier at Kate or Clint for this, but she could feel the agitation rising within her. She was going to be probably madder at Clint if he had actually given into Kate, but she was going to be quite mad at Kate for pursuing it so hard as well.

   To her credit, Kate looked like she was actively having a mental breakdown as she continued to just stare at Natasha in utter mortification and terror. Her mouth was moving, but she could not get any sound to come out.

   Kate finally looked at Yelena, shaking her head as she looked at her, and Natasha presumed that must have been the answer to Yelena’s prior question.

   Natasha reached for her phone, withdrawing it from her bag as she looked down at the thing and started looking for Clint’s number where it was on speed dial.

   Kate finally managed to speak as she saw Natasha pulling out the phone.

   “Wh—what are you doing?” Kate asked, and Natasha shook her head slowly, feeling the anger settling deep within her as she prepared to completely chew Clint up and spit him out.

   “I’m calling Clint right now. He’s going to find out about the baby and we’re all going to have a very serious discussion,” Natasha proclaimed, the boiling fury starting up underneath her skin. She was going to murder Barton when she got her hands on him, but for right now, she was going to have to settle for killing him with words.

   “What baby?” Carol questioned as she entered the room alongside Darcy. Natasha sighed deeply, still focusing on calling Clint. She put it on speaker as she waited for him to answer.

   “Kate Bishop is pregnant,” Yelena announced solemnly.

   Darcy and Carol both froze just behind the couch, staring at Kate in complete shock.

   “What,” Darcy started, just trailing off. Kate shook her head, raising her hands to try to calm the other girl down.

   “Darcy, it’s not what it sounds like—”

   “You told Yelena first?!” Darcy demanded.

   Carol just remained completely stone-faced as she took in the entire thing. She was starting to look like Natasha had when she had first heard the news.

   “I thought I was your best friend?!” Darcy demanded, her eyes wide as she gaped at Kate with utter betrayal in her gaze.

   “And it’s Barton’s baby,” Yelena added in unhelpfully, and both Carol and Darcy gasped in utter horror.

   Natasha growled under her breath as Clint did not answer the first time. This was only serving to take away any doubts she had about the entire situation. Why else would he avoid her call?

   Carol was actually rendered speechless for once in her entire life, but there was no such luck where Darcy was concerned at least.

   “CLINT FREAKING BARTON’S BABY?!!!” Darcy screeched, and Carol was still standing there with her mouth hanging open, not saying anything at all as Natasha dialed him again. He was going to answer at some point.

   “Darcy, listen, don’t—”

   “What happened to telling each other everything?!!! You’d be the first to know if I was full-on preggers with Thor as the baby daddy!” Darcy cried, positively beyond reason, and Kate shook her head quickly, doing her best to try to placate her somehow.

   Carol seemed to snap out of her stupor at that moment, and she wrinkled her nose in disgust at the glasses-clad woman.

   Before Carol could make any sort of comment, Clint picked up, and Yelena shushed them all as his voice came through.

   “Hey, Nat… Sorry I missed you the first time. Was,” he took in a deep, tired breath before letting it out, “out working on the tractor. Thing’s busted again.”

   “Natasha, please, don’t—”

   Yelena reached her hand up, covering Kate’s mouth, and Kate’s eyes went wide as Yelena stared straight at Natasha, far too much interest in her eyes. Natasha, however, largely ignored the both of them, her mind concentrated on the man on the other end of the phone line.

   “Do you have anything that you want to tell me before we get started?” Natasha asked patiently, a thin veil covering the fury that she was feeling right now.

   How dare he betray Laura like this? How dare he impregnate Kate Bishop who was not ready for a child at this age? How dare he act so irresponsibly and stupidly when he knew better?

   There were a few moments of dead silence, and Natasha remained quiet, giving him time to confess what had happened and the truth about him and Kate. He was completely quiet, but he finally spoke up.

   “Nothing’s coming to mind… What’s wrong?” he dared question, and Natasha clenched her teeth before launching right in.

   “Well, Kate came to talk to me and guess what she said?”

   Kate shook her head, starting to try to interrupt, and Yelena shushed her once more. Kate glared at her, her nostrils flaring slightly, and Carol furrowed her brow, looking between the two as she finally managed to get with it.

   “What? Kate? Is she okay? What happened?” he asked, a definitive note of heavy concern coating his voice as he asked about the girl. Natasha narrowed her eyes, irritated with his audacity to pretend like he did not have some clue about what Natasha was getting at.

   “She’s pregnant.”

   Clint was completely dead silent, and Natasha took that to mean that he knew he had been caught in whatever secrecy he had going.

   “Y’know, Clint, kids do stupid things, I get that. But a married, grown man with kids and an amazing marriage going and throwing it all away because of a starstruck young girl, I don’t get that,” Natasha sternly informed him, nothing but icy chill in her voice as she addressed him.

   “What are you talking about?” Clint questioned, sounding utterly and completely in shock.

   “Stop playing dumb!” Natasha broke her cool, and everyone shifted a bit uncomfortably, not accustomed to Natasha actually being angry like this. Even Yelena looked a little bewildered at how fast things had escalated.

   When Clint spoke back up, there was a definitive patience and comfort in his tone as he sounded almost as if he was trying to talk Natasha down from some sort of invisible ledge.

   “Natasha, I’m not playing dumb or trying to pull one over on you or whatever, okay? I’m genuinely confused about what’s going on—”

   Kate started to try to speak, and Yelena raised her hand to cover Kate’s mouth. However, just as she did, Kate suddenly licked her hand, spit coating her hand. Yelena instantly drew her hand back in complete disgust as she started wiping it furiously on her pants.

   “I’m not actually pregnant!” Kate cried, interrupting everything.

   Everyone froze, Clint wordless as he listened over the phone, and it was then that Natasha spotted the expression on Yelena’s face and was able to fully take it in. Yelena looked as if she had been caught doing something, and it was the expression she always got after a prank had been discovered in a manner not to her own advantage.

   Furthermore, Kate’s prior horror at the beginning of this conversation was actually starting to sort of morph into something akin to intense guilt as those gorgeous gunmetal blue puppy-dog eyes showed themselves.

   “What?” Natasha questioned. Her voice was impassive and level like the calm before a storm.

   Honestly if this turned out to be a sick prank that Yelena had thought of— she knew Kate would never come up with something like this and had likely been roped into it somehow— she was going to kill her sister. Unfortunately for Yelena, it was looking a lot like a prank given what Kate had just said…

   “Now, Little Bishop, don’t start trying to go into denial… It is what it is, and—"

   “No. I don’t want any part of this prank. This isn’t what I agreed to. We said it was going to be a random guy, not Clint. Not somebody we could hurt with this,” Kate told her firmly.

   Yelena just looked shocked that Kate was actually standing up to her like this. Somehow, Kate’s heroic side had come to play and had given her the courage to more fully defend herself against Yelena.

   Kate looked at Natasha apologetically.

   “I’m not pregnant, okay? It was a big prank that Yelena thought of, and I promise you, if I knew it was going to go in this direction and snowball like this, I would’ve never agreed. I had no idea she was going to say it was Clint’s baby, Natasha, and I’m sorry that we put you through this,” Kate expressed, and Natasha felt herself softening to Kate somewhat, the girl’s sincerity clear.

   Kate would never lie to Natasha, and it was not that Yelena necessarily would lie, but Kate had a special sort of trustworthiness. Mostly because she had an awful poker face so Natasha could read every emotion like an open book.

   Yelena sighed deeply, some guilt shining in her own eyes as she slowed down from the high of the fun and the drama that she had caused. She seemed to realize that she had taken it a bit too far this time, and she looked at Natasha, their eyes meeting.

   “Prosti, sestra.”1

   Yelena looked over to Kate, offering her an apology as well.

   “I’m sorry, Kate,” Yelena said gently, and Kate nodded to her. Yelena looked at her, their eyes meeting as Yelena offered an almost sisterly softness that was just a bit beyond the words that she had uttered.

   Her eyes hardened to their usual expression as she looked back in the direction of the phone.

   “And I’m sorry to you, too, Barton,” she raised her voice just a bit so he could hear.

   “It’s alright,” he replied simply from the other end of the line. Despite the shortness of the phrase, the words carried an acceptance and a definitive relief.

   “I’ll call you back in a few, okay? Proshu proshcheniya za pospeshnyye vyvody. Eto bylo nechestno po otnosheniyu k vam,”2 Natasha apologized to him.

   “No worries, Nat. Talk to you in a little bit.”

   As soon as Natasha was off of the phone with Clint, she looked straight ahead at Yelena, readying herself to give the younger woman a tongue-lashing for putting everyone through such things. Kate was going to get a bit of a lecture herself, but she was going to get off somewhat easier than Yelena because she had not intended for such a big mess.

   But before she could even get started into the rant, Darcy suddenly spoke up.

   “This is great news!”

   “How is our imminent punishment good news, Marcy?” Yelena questioned, purposefully getting her name wrong as she referenced that one Peanuts character. Darcy was so relieved and happy that she could not even think about the fact that Yelena had called her that.

   “Our friendship isn’t totally a lie!”

   Everyone around her just groaned tiredly.

(1) "I'm sorry, sister."

(2) "I apologize for hasty conclusions. It wasn't fair to you."

[caiti-creative-corner]

Title: Sow the Wind, Reap the Whirlwind Written for First Time Exchange 2023 Characters: Clint Barton, Kate Bishop Rating: M Summary: Stepping into someone else’s shoes would never be an easy thing to do, but when you stepped into the shoes of a legend? That proved to be a whole different level of improbability. When Kate Bishop first got assigned to Clint Barton – the legendary Hawkeye – as his new partner, she knew the bets flew high and fast on how long it would take for him to shake or run her off.

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[kingstoken]

Moodboard for Chaos & Joy (and everything in between) by dreamerfound, created for fandomtrees 2022

[sweeter-than]

I posted two recent Clint/Kate fics!

Turn Me Homeward by dirty diana Hawkeye tv Clint Barton/Kate Bishop rated teen 5500 words tagged: Age Difference, Post-Canon, Caretaking, Fluff and Angst, Getting Together, Feelings Realization Kate returns to college, and Clint gets a job in New York. Back in the same city again, Kate and Clint find themselves spending time together almost every night, their lives and hearts slowly intertwining. Turn Me Homeward on AO3

I'll Wait Up All Night by dirty diana Hawkeye tv Clint Barton/Kate Bishop rated explicit 4600 words tagged: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Post-Canon, ManhandlingSparring, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Friends to Lovers, Knotting, Alpha Clint Barton, Caretaker Alpha, mildly rough sex, virgin Kate Bishop, Male Alpha/Female Omega During sparring practice, Kate discovers that she likes being manhandled by Clint. She doesn't quite know what to do about it. * His hand reaches down to help her up. Kate hesitates a moment before she takes it, feeling his palm hot and solid against hers. "No, it's not that. It was just ah, uncomfortable. For me." Discomfort isn't the right word, except it's what she's feeling now now, as her thoughts clear. Kate can't help but be aware how close she came to embarrassing herself in the hold of Clint's arms. She glances downwards, as if to hide the emotions she suspects must be plain on her face. She doesn't like reminding anyone that she is an omega if she can help it. read I'll Wait Up All Night on AO3

[chaotictasha]

Incorrect quotes#35

Kate: Dammit, y/n

Y/n: What?! It wasn’t me!

Kate : Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Yelena

Yelena: Not me either.

Kate: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?

Clint: *whistles*

[onceuponmydaydreams]

You can have my soul (I don't need it anymore)

Summary: Kate comes face to face with the Ronin, and nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this tragedy has made of her favourite person.

Pairings: Hawkeye Squared, Clint Barton x Kate Bishop

Warnings: Explicit, Dark, Dubious Consent, Older Man/Younger Woman, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Age Difference, Rough Sex, Crying, Dubious Morality, Dark!Clint Barton

Her lips are shiny now, her cheeks are still tear stained, her nose a little red, and she feels amazing pressed up against him, her hair soft and divine between his fingers, and he’s already half-hard, rubbing up against her. Her eyelids flutter, and he has to get a grip, because she’s just a kid, he reminds himself, young and strong and so, so exquisite. In another life, he wouldn’t do this, he would stop. In another life, he wouldn’t have started.  

But here, he was no such qualms, because he’d completely taken leave of his moral compass. Dropped it somewhere back in Iowa and didn’t bother to pick it back up. 

[ninazadzia]

"Eleanor Bishop declined our initial ransom request in exchange for your safety. So, we made her an offer she couldn't refuse—either she meet our demands, or we leak intimate footage of her daughter having an affair with a married man to the press."

Kate Bishop and Clint Barton are abducted by the Tracksuit Mafia, and are locked up alone together in an abandoned warehouse.

[floilee]

Clint: Nate, today is the day to stay with aunt Kate and aunt Yelena.

Clint: Good luck.

Kate: Thank you Clint, but we don't need luck. We are great nannies.

Clint: It wasn't for you, it was for him.

Yelena: Do you think we don't know how to take care of him?

Clint: Yeah, I think.

[finnicks]

( fic ) pickled pizza dog

pickled pizza dog

hawkeye (comics); kate/clint + lucky; teen; 1385

This looks bad.

"Lucky," Clint says, gesturing to the dog who turns his head away as if he doesn’t want to be a part of this conversation, "is a really handsome dog. He can pull this off."

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Or: Clint messes up Lucky’s Halloween costume, leaving Kate very unsurprised.

[thefudge]

you said once that you have to research clips on youtube for a terrible oneshot but where is our terrible terrible clint x kate fic tho??? SADFACEEMOJI

there was no point in me writing one because we already got TWO amazing oneshots/multi-chaps from @janedazey! and it's honestly exactly the vibe and tone i was looking for/would have written myself. go check them out!

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Oh my goodness, I'm so happy that you got so many followers so fast! You certainly deserve it! I was wondering if I could please request a cg Clint Barton and little Kate Bishop drabble with the prompt “you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.” Thank you so much in advance if you decide to write it!!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ not ever ⋆ﾟ⊹ ➢ event masterlist

|| Kate bishop x Clint Barton

a/n: awe thank you so much sweetness!! it’s been so nice to hear everyone’s nice feedback on my writing ♡

warnings: pet names, hurt/comfort, mentions of kate having a bad childhood, mention of a fight with bad guys/minor injuries

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“I’m sorry.” Kates voice is small when she speaks, eyes ducked away from Clint, her hands fiddling in her lap nervously. The words confuse Barton, they’ve been peacefully watching a movie, there’s no reason for Kate to be apologizing.

“Why are you apologizing?” He tightens the arm he’s had draped over Kates shoulder since they sat down, the girl looks more upset after the action.

“C-Cause, I didn’t make the shot on- on the bad guy and-.” Clint shushes her quickly, hating how his littles face has become soaked in tears so quickly, the slice still deep on her lip making him feel worse.

“You don’t have to apologize honey, it was a hard fight and you did amazing. We got the bad guy, that’s what matters.” Kates hands bawl into fists as she wipes at her eyes, shaking her head with choked sniffles.

“I- I don’t deserve it.” Confusion rises in Clint, he carefully takes Kates hands away from her face and cups her cheeks, wiping the tears off her pale skin. Her eyes are blown big and doe like, glossy with tears but she takes in deep breaths in time with Clint, keeping the eye contact as though she’d get in trouble if she broke it.

“Don’t deserve what?” He can see how she fights to not hide away in herself, the horrid training her mother put her through to look “picture ready” at all times for events showing through as she bites her lip and keeps looking at Clint. Barton hates what that women has done to his baby, no matter how many times he’s assured her that she can act freely and there are no rules outside being safe, Kate never seems to forget what’s been plaguing her mind since childhood.

“You, being so nice to me. I didn’t- didn’t earn it, I shouldn’t be allowed to watch a movie and- and lay with you.”

His heart all but shatters hearing how Kates voice wobbles and trips over the words, so sure that she must earn her own comfort. Clint has to steel himself to not scoop the girl up and never let the world get to her, instead he speaks with as much reassurance as he can.

“you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.” A few stray tears slip down Kates cheek that Clint hastily wipes away, almost crying himself when she throws herself into his chest. Her fingers pull on the loose t-shirt Barton has on, tugging him in closer as her back shakes with small sobs.

“Shhh, Shh, I got you. I’m here now, I’ll always be here.” He speaks into Kates hair and lets his arms weigh heavy around her in a firm grip the way he knows she likes.

“I’ll always take care of you and you never have to earn that, okay?” Kate doesn’t give a verbal response but her quick nod and face nuzzling against Clint is enough for him.

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“That’s your password?”

Darcy & Kate

A/N: Thank you for the request! Gosh, I love these two bozos 😂💞 They're just the craziest, lol 🤣💗

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   “But if the egg came before the chicken, that almost has like an atheist point of view, right?”

   “How exactly is that?” Darcy asked, complete confusion written in her tone.

   “Because if you’re going by the Bible, God created chickens and animals and stuff first so they were ready to procreate and make babies and eggs and things,” Kate explained, and Darcy furrowed her brow, dumbfounded as she looked at the taller girl.

   She finally shook her head in resignation.

   “Y’know, I don’t know how we get into these weird conversations,” Darcy stated tiredly, and Kate chuckled, shrugging.

   “I don’t know either, to tell you the truth,” Kate grinned.

   “And it’s always the philosophical ones, too,” Darcy raised her eyebrows incredulously. Kate moved her head noncommittally before casting her another glance.

   “But are you truly friends if you don’t get into frequent philosophical debate?” Kate questioned, and Darcy looked at her for a moment before chuckling.

   “That is true,” Darcy pointed out, and Kate smiled widely.

   Currently, Darcy and Kate were headed to Darcy’s office. Darcy had said she had something to show to Kate, and she had wanted to her to come see. When Kate had asked if it was a surprise, Darcy had agreed, saying that it was something like that.

   Needless to say, Kate was very excited and eager to see what Darcy was going to show her.

   They rounded the corner, reaching Darcy’s office door as they paused before it. To Kate’s surprise, the door was password-protected.

   Darcy typed the password in. Darcy then tapped “enter” once she had finished up, looking at the door as she waited for it to open.

   Kate quickly realized that it spelled out the words hotforthor, and she almost laughed, looking at Darcy curiously.

   “That’s your password?” Kate asked, and Darcy narrowed her eyes as she glared at her, pointing a finger at her best friend as she eyed her.

   “Look, don’t judge, okay?” Darcy warned, and Kate raised her hands in self-defense, attempting to placate her friend.

   “I didn’t say a word!” Kate cried in reply, and Darcy nodded resolutely.

   “Good, because I could point out the fact that your password is certainly not the most appropriate, all things considered,” Darcy acknowledged, and Kate shook her head, thinking of her own password that was HaWkEyEsBaE.

   “Hey, no one would guess mine,” Kate declared, allowing a bit of pride to show through. Darcy huffed, raising her eyebrows as she opened the door, starting to move through it as it opened for her.

   “Well, Clint Barton probably wouldn’t. As for the rest of us that know you’re crushing hard, it’d probably be one of the top three guesses on our list,” Darcy admitted, and Kate did not have much to say to that, some embarrassment flooding her.

   “Hey, what were you wanting to show me again?” Kate questioned as they entered the room. Kate looked around, taking in the sight of Darcy’s personal office.

   She could not help but wonder why it was password-protected. She supposed it was likely because Darcy had delicate experiments and whatnot in there, but she still was not entirely sure why Darcy had experiments stuffed in her own personal space.

   She figured it was probably best that she did not ask.

   “I never told you,” Darcy deadpanned in reply, and Kate nodded in resignation.

   “Yeah… I was hoping maybe you’d forget that and slip up,” Kate admitted, and Darcy grinned, looking back at her.

   “Don’t worry, you’ll see soon enough,” Darcy told her, and Kate sighed deeply, impatience bubbling within her.

   They got a little further into the room, and Darcy finally stopped next to a strange-looking machine. Kate took her cue, pausing with her as she looked at Darcy expectantly. She was honestly not sure what Darcy was about to say or what was going to happen, but she was going to wait it out and give her a chance.

   “Okay, so you know how you were really wanting that limited edition of that Hawkeye figure that sold out, right?” Darcy asked, and Kate moved her head in tentative agreement.

   “Yeah…?” Kate agreed, the ending of her statement lilting in a question, and Darcy nodded to her.

   “Well, this right here is the answer to all your problems,” Darcy stated, patting the machine that they had stopped next to. Kate just stared at it, confusion in her gaze as she offered it a onceover before meeting Darcy’s eyes uncertainly.

   “Umm…. Okay,” Kate trailed off, and Darcy looked at her for a moment.

   “You don’t know what it is, do you?” Darcy asked in a manner that was more of a statement, and Kate nodded in resigned agreeance, her face somewhat awkward as she looked at her.

   “It’s a 3D printer,” Darcy stated simply, and Kate’s eyebrows raised in surprise.

   “Oh!” Kate instantly lit up in recognition, and there was far more interest written in her features as she looked more closely at the device. She leaned down a bit, trying to examine the machine more closely.

   “I just got it the other day. It’s state of the art, brand new tech, and I wanted you to be the first person to use it,” Darcy expressed, and Kate just stared at her in shock, her jaw slackening as she gaped at the shorter girl.

   Darcy grinned a little, enjoying the look on Kate’s face as she chuckled. Kate looked between her and the printer.

   “Really?!” Kate excitedly cried, and Darcy shrugged, happiness swelling in her chest at Kate’s joyfulness.

   “Well, yeah. Who better to break it in than my best friend?” Darcy stated, a bit of shyness in her voice as she uttered the last part of her question. Kate’s eyes softened, excitement still in her gaze despite the affection clearly glowing within her.

   “D… You’re the best,” Kate expressed, opening her arms as she moved toward her to wrap her in a hug. Darcy easily received her, reciprocating the embrace as she smiled in reply to Kate’s words.

   “Nah… you’re the best,” Darcy shrugged, and Kate squeezed her tightly, her head pressed against her before finally letting her go. Kate beamed from ear to ear, and Darcy grinned back at her.

   Kate let out a deep breath, looking at the machine as she examined it.

   “So how do you work this thing?” Kate asked, and Darcy looked at it for a moment, mentally evaluating it before turning away and reaching in one of her drawers. She pulled a document out and held it up to show Kate.

   “I don’t know. But I’ll bet these will be a good start in figuring it out,” Darcy confidently stated, waving the instructions in her hand.

   Kate huffed with amusement, and the both of them got to work, starting to figure out the device together.

   Kate truly was so lucky to have a best friend like Darcy.    

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HAWKEYE (2021) dir. Bert & Bertie