#[ ic ] purplearchcr

[mastcrmarksman]

@purplearchcr ⸻ "Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

Any average day with New York when there wasn't say a forty foot threat stomping through the Hudson or Rhino rampaging on the corner of 3rd and east 23rd; there was more than marginally chance you'd walk alongside the Avengers in their civvies. It's normal, nothing to gawk at, unless you were tourist. Now walking alongside said Avengers you might expect to overhear conversations such as how Kang's a little bitch, Mars is being invaded, or what any normal maladjusted individual would ask their best friend too early in the morning.

Not that he thinks Kate was maladjusted, she may be better off than most of them. She's lucky like that, he has tried to teach her and protect over the years. Even if the reality is she learns from his mistakes and definitely don't do thats than his dos. However, as she breaks their mostly peaceful people watching in Central with WOULD YOU STILL LOVE ME IF I WAS A WORM? Clint rethinks the thought of Kate's adjustment to the world around them. ❝ Really, this early into my second coffee? ❞

He turns his head over to see her phone in her hand again, and here he though people watching was going to keep her well entertained today. ❝ A worm's like the equivalent of a subway rat. ❞ He says, not missing a beat, as he takes a sip of his coffee. A pause for the next beat, as he grins against his coffee cup. ❝ So are you saying you're a subway rat? ❞

Now that he waits for, almost expects for her to bap in the arm with some gusto, or fling something at him. It's earned, he did just call her a subway rat in her words in his defense. ❝ You don't one of those COSMO website things, is it COSMO these days? ❞ That leaves her with an opening about his age, divert, divert, divert!

❝ You're already a worm - ❞ He gestures to himself, given he's here spending his afternoon with her. Yes, he loves her. ❝ Use your hawkbrain. ❞

[wintersmoldr]

i’m only poking my head in long enough to say that bucky, kate (@purplearchcr), nat (@shespy), and tony (@transistorized) definitely all go dancing on the reg and the best thing about it is that they all have someone to dance with the whole night. they usually do something less clubby and more swing, for the fun of it, and since it’s new york, they’ve got options. they always end the night with sore feet and ice cream

[mastcrmarksman]

⸻ [ starter ] ⸻ @purplearchcr

❝ Well, I think... ❞ Suggesting this idea was probably going to jinx them since that's how Hawkeye Luck worked. ❝ We should go on vacation. ❞ They've definitely earned a vacation in his opinion, several timess over, but what superhero ever went on a vacation ever.... or had a vacation go well?

[mastcrmarksman]

[text] hey you better be alive in there

[ Contact ; Katie B. ⸺ Notes ; The Better Hawkeye 🎯 ]

[ sent ] ⸺ i cant say for how much longer

[ sent ] ⸺ how come im always the one going into these places?

[ sent ] ⸺ it stinks in here

[ sent ] ⸺ i thought i broke my nose too many times to have a sense of smell

[ sent ] ⸺ turns out im wrong

[ sent ] ⸺ oh wait

[ sent ] ⸺ might actually be dying now

[mastcrmarksman]

❛ i'm glad i came 'cause i get to eat this. ❜ (ya she stole his pizza)

Kate Bishop has always had a standding invitation to drop by Clint's place at any given time, for any reason. She's the better Hawkeye and he's the original, so that makes sense. Yet somehow it escapes him that she'd take his open door policy literally and very liberally.

There's a pizza place on the corner of Greene and Classon that if he ordered on his walk home, the deliverey boy would get there right as Clint was reaching his front door as well. It's the only perfect thing in his life, days and weeks of trying to figure the exact order and exact moment to call Speedy Romeo's (it was no Rocco's pizza or Bob's) but he finally got it timed out that.

Except when has things ever went his way in his life? For when he arrives at the front stoop, there's no delivery car. Okay, so Raymon got here a little early; he's taught the kid to leave the box at the door or even where the spare key is and leave it on the counter. That's fine, he can handle cold pizza at the end of the trek up the stairs. This building really should have an elevator, but constuction of that level felt like a lot of paperwork.

No pizza at the door, so maybe Raymon finally got the courage to leave it inside. NOPE ⸻ that is not the sight that he is met with when he has unlock the door and step inside. There sits little miss Hawkeye on one of the kitchen stools devouring his pizza already. ❝ HEY! ❞ He exclaims with sour face, reaching to go take a slice from her. ❝ I could be starving to death and you're just going to steal my food? ❞

This was the greeting he gets from her? She's glad to be here because she gets to eat HIS food? ❝ No Hello Clint, how are you? I tipped delivery boy, and I waited for you like a good person? ❞

[mastcrmarksman]

Someone honestly should write one of those joke books where its just a dictionary for superheroes. It'd be useful because vacation was not one of the words that came with a positive definition. Clint can't recall that last time he actually took a vacation. It's possible the only opportunities he got all he ended up doing was rot on his couch when vacation time presented itself. By the time it came he was too tired or injured or drinking himself into a stupor over a John Wayne film. Going out on a vacation to enjoy the world they fought for so often didn't seem appetizing anymore.

Not to mention his idea of a vacation right be twisted, joining Kate on the West Coast for a few months might as well have been a vacation to him. Clint raises his hands up so that she could see them, ❝ No legs being pulled here. ❞ His eyes dart over to her phone, mildly curious what she had been looking at. Kids these days were always glued to the things. It's a marvel that he even has a smart phone currently that doesn't have a cracked screen itself.

❝ Well, I imagine West Coast is out of the question.... ❞ He lingers on the sentence like he might say more, try to pry further into everything she was up to before he came along and after he left. It's not like they've talked or seen each other much; both had big things happen to them. Feels like something people talked about. ❝ I don't know, world doesn't seem like its particularly doomed. ❞ They should make the most of that, right? ❝ So vacation. Normal people do that. We're normal adjacent. ❞

Additionally he thinks maybe they have earned a break.

She doesn't look up from her phone, scrolling through her socials and emails for anything interesting to look into.  Far too engrossed to even consider Clint, might actually be serious.  Mug of coffee is brought to her lips, inhalation, appreciating the aroma a moment before taking another sip.  A few more beats pass when she finally considers the pause to be his waiting for her approval.   ❝ Wait, ❞ she clears her throat, ❝ You're not pulling my leg here? ❞  Kate quirks a brow, lowering her phone till it rests flat on the table.  Quick to lock her screen so he doesn't consider snooping.  ❝ Where's this coming from?  And where would we even want to go? ❞  There had to be a catch in there somewhere.