raindropskeepfallingonmyheart:
i wonder if clint ever sees nat sleeping and whispers “romanoff” before poking her awake. as he runs away with her in hot pursuit, a faint “romanON” can be heard through the halls, followed by a cackle.
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I think Bucky used to dread missions where Peggy was with them, not because of Feelings (though, you know…) but because suddenly he had TWO stupidly courageous lunatic daredevil heroes to try wrangle and no one believes him that they are Hard Fucking Work because he’s Captain Butter Wouldn’t Fucking Melt America and she has a vagina so you know, how badass could she be? and suddenly they are half way over Poland and there isn’t enough vodka in the world for this shit
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Anonymous asked: What if word gets around that if you show up to sam's house he'll patch you up and make breakfast
Apparently, searching for the Winter Soldier means moving to New York and hell no is Sam Wilson moving to Brooklyn.
“Nah, man,” he explained. “I love you like whoa, but hell no. Harlem or bust.”
Steve didn’t get it, but whatever. He offered to let Sam have his floor in Stark’s godawful tower, but again: hell to the no.
“I know people in Harlem,” he explained further.
He should have known that sentence would put a cloud over Steve, but at least the argument held water for him. That was what Brooklyn was about, anyway. He was going to where he used to have people.
So Sam moved back to Harlem.
***
At three AM on a Thursday night, the buzzer for the front door of his apartment went off.
“If you’re here to kill me, come back in at least five hours,” he told whoever it was through the intercom.
“Sorry, Sam,” came Natasha’s voice. “We need a place to lie low.”
Fucking whatever. He buzzed her up.
She had a different buff, blonde superhero with her this time. He introduced himself as Clint and shook Sam’s hand. Then he winced and shook out his hand which Sam could now see was turning no-good-very-bad colors.
Natasha shrugged. “You should see the other guy,” she said.
“Other guys,” Clint corrected. “So many other guys. At least twenty.”
Sam raised an eyebrow.
“Fifty,” Clint continued. “Probably fifty.”
Sam repeated internally: fucking whatever.
“I left my straightener in DC,” he told Natasha. “Bad for your hair anyway.”
“Please,” she scoffed. “Straight hair is so last year.”
***
Two months later, Clint showed up with Bruce Banner. A lot of people in Harlem knew about Bruce Banner.
Sam put on the Enya CD he always told people he only had because an ex left it in his apartment. (This was a lie.)
Clint gave him a look.
“Look, Harlem thanks the dude for stopping the other dinosaur dude and everything,” Sam explained. “But he is not allowed to break my apartment. I don’t have the funds to build a new one from scratch.”
Bruce looked…not green, not in the bad way, but green like sea-sick sort of green. Like a hangover or something. His head was lolling and Clint was basically holding him upright.
***
Bruce Banner showed up in the daylight hours two days later with Tony Stark. Tony made fun of Sam’s CD collection. Bruce Banner fixed his leaky shower.
Sam thought to himself, OK, this is my life now.
Tony had to help with the shower. It went off and soaked them both and they left wearing all of Sam’s clean jogging clothes.
***
Steve came by with the Winter Soldier—“he’s Bucky“—in the middle of the night a couple weeks later.
Sam kept the place stocked with first aid kits and poptarts these days.
About an hour after they arrived, Natasha and Thor arrived. Then ten minutes later, Clint and Tony. Then Bruce.
"Everybody gets poptarts and beer,” Sam announced as he ushered Bruce in. “It’s all I have on hand.”
The Winter Soldier—Bucky—looked so fucking stunned at the suggestion that Sam made a bag of microwave popcorn just to fill the sudden depth of “feed this boy” feelings that had swelled up. It was something he inherited from his mom, no doubt. She was always feeding people who looked like that.
Yeah. This was his life now.
There were superheroes having a slumber party in his living room.
I WANT MORE OF THIS. (especially the part where Sam decides he needs to feed Bucky.)
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rynnalyn Vital informationthe filming of an iconic scene
I simply cannot get over how straight Evans is when he runs, and how little he leans forward.
That’s why he had to do almost all of his own running. They were like, “Chris, you’ll be running today. Tomorrow, we’ll film your double doing flips but today you get to run and run and if you don’t like it, learn to run like other people.”
I understand they also had a tough time finding a stunt man who could double for him because he doesn’t move like most actors. It’s probably better now that they’ve sent him for martial arts training, but evidently the first Cap movie was rough until they started choreographing the fight scenes to a musical beat.
I didn’t know they did that. That is the best thing I’ve heard today.
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Who wants to bet Steve shows up at Sam’s house halfway through Age of Ultron like “I’m SO sorry for doing this to you again” while the whole Avengers team stands behind him, shuffling their feet and looking liked kicked puppies.
And Sam just goes, “I don’t have enough OJ for you all,” as he sighs and lets them file into his house.
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Why ask for a film when we can demand a whole series?
omg, but what if, what if this was done, like, The Story of Clint Barton: As Told by Kate Bishop. I think that would be HILARIOUS.
Can we? CAN WE PLEASE?
EXT. MANHATTAN - DAY
Devastation. POLICE and CITIZENS milling amongst the wreckage of the street. Lying on top of a car, clearly having fallen from a great height, a MAN, eyes closed, possibly dead.
CLINT (VO)
[big intake of breath]
Okay. This looks bad.And we go into REWIND. The MAN flies upwards, flailing wildly, a bow rising up into his hand, finally crashing back through a reassembling window about SIXTY STORIES UP. PAUSE on the fist of an AIM AGENT just inches from his face.
CLINT (VO) (CONT)
You cowboy around with the Avengers some.BACK IN REAL TIME, the fist hits him square in the jaw. As he turns back to smack the agent with his BOW, we get our first proper look at him - HAWKEYE himself, CLINT BARTON. Blonde, muscular, probably already somewhat battered; big heart and no common sense.
CLINT is holding his own against the AIM AGENTS, in a fight that seems to be mostly punching.
CLINT (VO) (CONT)
Guys got, what, armor. Magic. Super-powers. Super-strength. Shrink-dust. Grow-rays. Magic.KATE (VO)
You said magic.CLINT (VO) (CONT)
I know I said magic. It was emphatic.It’s gonna give you a bit of a complex.
These guys are superheroes.
I’m a carnie with a bit of stick and string from the Paleolithic era.A huge BLAST OF ENERGY smacks CLINT straight in the chest and he flies backwards, shattering the window, and plummeting. Flailing wildly.
CLINT (VO) (CONT)
So when I tell you ‘this looks bad’?CLINT slams into the ground, hitting the roof of the car, unconscious.
CLINT (VO) (CONT)
I promise you it feels worse.KATE (VO)
Hold up. Hooooooold up.Freeze.
That is not what you told me, bossman.
CLINT (VO)
Katie, would you please -KATE (VO)
Why is it that whenever it’s time to tell the story to other people you’re suddenly cool and badass and oooh-emphatic? Why is it just me who gets to hear about your incredible screwups?CLINT (VO)
I didn’t screw up.KATE (VO)
You fell off the roof from like two feet up.REWIND AGAIN - Clint flies upwards once more, wildly flailing until the AIM AGENT has a fist at his face, but now we’re on top of a THREE STORY BUILDING in DOWNTOWN BROOKLYN.
KATE (VO)
And it wasn’t fifty bad guys, it was fifteen.AIM AGENTS disappear, leaving only a handful.
KATE (VO.)
And I’m pretty sure Spider-Man was there.SPIDER-MAN appears in the background.
CLINT (VO)
He was not.KATE (VO)
He was.CLINT (VO)
I don’t need a kid to -KATE (VO)
It was all over Twitter, Hawkdude, just get over it. The AIM dude punched you in the face -Which is exactly what happens as we come back to REAL TIME.
- and you fell over and landed on Spidey and he knocked you over and you fell off the roof of a hipster deli.
And CLINT trips over SPIDER-MAN in the middle of the battle and plummets from the rooftop -
CLINT
[yelling]
Oh, SHI-- to land on the now familiar car below, thankfully unconscious once more. POLICE cars pull up around him as the battle draws to a close.
The camera pulls up, over the BROOKLYN skyline of brownstones and docks and MANHATTAN in the distance, and we see our title:
HAWKEYE
and as if it has been drawn on by pen, suddenly someone adds in:
HAWKEYE(s)
CLINT (VO)
I don’t remember asking for your input, Hawkeye.KATE (VO)
[cheerfully]
You’re welcome, Hawkeye.OPENING CREDITS
OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS LOOKIT LOOK LOOKIIIIIITTTTT OH MY GOD I AM DEAD THIS this thiiiiiiiiiiisssss
NOPING OUTTA HERE BEFORE I LOSE THE PLOT COMPLETELY
I would totally watch this and it would be a prefect Marvel feel
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