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Hawkeye + Hawkeye

For @residentdeadpool!

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Secret Avengers #8 (2014)

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I would love to tell you that I spent even a full minute resisting the urge to paint this classic coffee joke with Hawkeyes, but I did no such thing: you just know they’d be assholes about coffee.

(if you love me at all, click it to see it bigger)

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Clint: Fifteen minutes goes by without me hearing from you, I'm driving over there with a police escort.

Natasha: Where're you getting a police escort from?

Clint: I will commit a crime and lead them on a high speed chase if I have to; I am not kidding around!

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Hawkeyes

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Natasha: Someone died in the living room.

Clint: Well, I guess its not a living room anymore.

Coulson: Get out.

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“The greatest sharpshooters known to man.” 🎯💜

I’m really, really excited about this piece because it’s both a collaboration with one of my favorite people ever, Janet Sung, and a tribute to one of my favorite comic series ever, Hawkeye. HOW ‘BOUT THAT ENDING GUYS AHHHHH!!! What a great run!

Based off this jam commission we got at Anime Next! Undersketch: Janet (Kate), Arielle (Clint, Pizza Dog). Lineart: Arielle. Colors: Janet. 

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“Yeah, kind of,” she said more solemn than normal. “I spent a lot of time sleeping in tall trees. It was the safest place I could think of while alone. After the other compound fell, I didn’t trust buildings without a lookout. I left the volume of my radio on low and I was mostly asleep when I heard your voice saying my name. At first I thought I was dreaming. When I realized I wasn’t, the damn radio died. It’s one of those crank ones. So, I kept trying to listen on those waves. Couldn’t get much of anything to come through for awhile, but then I heard your voice again a couple weeks later. Just coordinates. I didn’t know if they were meant for me, but I figured they were a start.”

“I think a couple bruised ribs is the worst of it,” she said. “I have a nasty gash on my leg when I fell through a a rusted sheet metal roof, but they took care of it already: tetanus shot, disinfectant, and a few stitches.” She pointed to the fabric of her pants that had been ripped away from the incident. The wound was visible, but already looking significantly better. “So when is Bobbi due? How much time do I have to learn to be an aunt,” she asked with a smile.

“Eh you got a little time yet.  Though I don’t think you need to worry about learning much.  I’m sure you’ll be a natural at it.  Just keep the pointy objects away from the kid.”   He couldn’t resist teasing a little.   Otherwise she’d wonder what was wrong with him.   Or if he was a skrull.  

“Didn’t you take the new clothes they had their kid?”   He huffed  and shook his head.  “Come on you are not trying to compete with my record for loosing clothes.   There are a bunch of stuff you can pick from in stores.”   They managed to find a great deal of clothes now, so people had options.

“Yeah meant for you.  Okay a few others we are looking for too but that was one of the first things I did.  Made sure to send out a message for you.  Apparently I need adult supervision.”   Which having her here meant everything to him.  He really needed to know she was safe.  Plus Lucky missed her.

A Girl’s Best Friend

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Clint: I had a thought.

Nat: oh no.

Clint: I swear it’s a good one this time!

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The Avengers when Clint and Kate both show up to a fight with the same weapons, skill set, color schemes, code names, apartment key, pet dog...

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Web of the Black Widow #5 (2019)

written by Jody Houser art by Stephen Mooney & Triona Farrell

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I was tempted to make this a ‘your fandom need you’ or tumblr kidnapping Clint.

But naw.

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Clint Barton and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

(Alternative title: “Clint Barton and the Day That Went Pretty Much Like Every Other Day”)

A portfolio piece I did for some practice.  It’s been thoroughly picked apart by a bunch of artists who know what they’re talking about by now, so I can see the myriad flaws that I’ll need to work on for the next one.  But it still amuses me, and if nothing else, like so many things, it was a learning experience.  And hey, look, Derec–I broke out of the grid.

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Hawkeye & Scarlet Witch commission by John Byrne. 2006.

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Natasha offered a small smile to Clint. A final thank you for everything he had done for her. He was there for her at the beginning, and he was here now, at what could be the end. <There’s some water and protein bars in my bag… Incase she needs them> Nat signed to Clint, nodding at Bobbi as they followed her down the hallway. 

“You’ll be there? After?.. When I wake up?” Natasha asked Clint, carefully using the word ‘when’, and not ‘if’ for both his and Bobbi’s sake. 

They reached the part of the corridor that split into the anaesthetic room and the scrub room. 

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When they reached the point where they would momentarily part ways Bobbi said, “I trust Paul completely, but if you’d rather be on your own he won’t be offended.”  She glanced at Paul with a wink.

She stepped into the scrub room to wash and change, the scrubs looking somewhat comical on her pregnant body, or at least she thought so.  She scrubbed to the elbows, let them air dry, and stepped into the surgical suite when that process was mostly complete.  “Ready when you are, Nat.”  She smiled, not for a moment letting the expression waver.

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Clint acknowledged the information from Nat.   He signed best as he could with one hand.  <You worry about you, I’ll take care of both of you.  But thanks.>  Tough when he had two people to worry about, but he would do his best to be there for everyone.

When they reached the room he gave her hand a small squeeze.  “Be right back okay?  Just need to scrub up.”   Which didn’t take him long really.   He trusted Paul too but he knew how they both felt about medical stuff.   So Clint made a through if quick job of it and popped back in to stay by Nat’s side.

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Time

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