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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Clint: [in a whiny voice] “Buccckkkyyyy!”
Bucky: “What, what? What’s wrong? What happened? Want me to raise hell? ‘Cause I will!”
Clint: *points to Tony*
Bucky: [angry] “Tony...”
Tony: “I JUST OFFERED HIM DECAF COFFEE!!”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Bucky: “Hypothetically, if i were to train 52 cats to attack Sam on-sight, would it be problematic?”
Steve:
Steve: “Bucky, what did you do?”
Bucky:
Sam: *starts screaming*
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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reactions to being told “i love you”
Natasha: “As you should.”
Tony: “why”
Clint: “why”
Bucky: “why”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Bucky: “Hey, Nat? What’s Clint’s favorite flavor of lollipop?”
Nat: *not even looking up from her book* “Purple.”
Bucky: “Oh, so grape?”
Nat: “No. Just purple.”
Bucky: “What.”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Clint: *arguing with Scott about pizza at a party with the Avengers*
Bucky: “God dammit. They’re drunk again.”
Matt, watching them: *pauses for a second* “No, they’re not drunk. Just idiots.”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Clint: “Hey, Buuucckkkyyy.....?”
Bucky: *walking out of his room grumpily* “What do you want, Clint?”
Clint: “So, uh, funny story-...”
Bucky: “Just spit it out.”
Clint: “I may or may not have borrowed and then lost your metal arm...”
Bucky: “How the fuck do you lose a METAL FUCKING ARM?!”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Natasha: *angerly yelling in Russian*
Clint: “Okay, okay! I’m sorry!”
Tony: “You can speak Russian? Since when?”
Clint: “No, I can’t. But she sounds the same when she’s yelling ‘What the fuck, Barton? You idiot!’ in English, so...”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Clint: “Bucky, stop giving me the cold shoulder!!”
Bucky: “Wha-“
*Bucky walks into the other room*
Bucky: “Clint, why do you have my arm?!”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Natasha: “Clint, you alright?”
Clint, aggressively nodding: “Not even a little bit.”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Clint: *unintelligible waking-up grunts*
Natasha: “He said he wants coffee, and he also asked if someone could take Lucky for a walk; apparently he broke his ankle or something.”
The rest of the team: *staring at her in disbelief*
Natasha: “What? Hawkeye is one of the many languages I am fluent in.”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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Bucky: “You really have no sense of self-preservation, do you?”
Clint, grinning proudly: “Nat says I have the survival instincts of a salmon.”
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thatarrowguy · 3 years
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*Clint is having a breakdown*
Natasha: Clint, calm down. Breathe. Go to your happy place and relax.
Clint: *walks over to Nat and gives her a hug*
Nat: What are you doing?
Clint: Going to my happy place :)
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