#clint olympic

[yasude-umariku]

Narcissus Quartet

[pyreball]

All the LISA companions with their favorite foods!

[0verseer-o9]

CW: dicc jokes

An amazing video I made (also the character at the end was @pyreball ‘s Lisa oc)

[lisarpgheadcanons]

Clint Olympic is aromatic

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[remysrogue]

maybe i would like rogue's s***** l*** outfit if she had hairy legs and unshaven pits and greasy hair and saggy tits and bags under her eyes and was covered in blood and you could see her bush under her loin cloth. but no she has not one single hair on her body and flawless skin and perfect curls and a full face of make up and perky boobs, because thats how women always look in survival situations :)

[sergeant-angels-trashcan]

I'm watching the mixed archery competition today (teams of 1 man and 1 woman) and I can't help but think about Clint and Kate going absolutely HOG WILD watching this together 😂 they're shouting loud enough that the whole neighborhood can hear it

Alternatively, they compete as Team Hawkeye and are unaffiliated with any country but they're here and no one is sure why they're here??? Like they're winning but are they even allowed to be given medals???? They didn't enter as Team USA they just showed up with a homemade flag that's actually a purple sheet with a slice of pizza drawn on with fabric paint????

Oh my godddd they WOULD compete under a flag of their own making. (this flag is very important to me. there's a dog paw print in paint that was NOT on purpose, Lucky just got excited. the sheet? from Kate's bed. The drawing of pizza? Very bad. You can tell it's supposed to be pizza. For the most part.)

How did they get into the competition? Unclear. They just showed up on the range and refused to be removed. Not in a mean or loud way, but in a politely redirecting questions or answering with things that don't really pertain. such as:

"How did you get here?" "Oh, we took a plane!" "No, how did you get here, on the range." "The door that everyone else used...?" "You can't compete." "Oh, we totally can! No injuries or anything." "This is an international co--" "We brought a flag, though!"

The Olympic committee is really perplexed, kind of angry, the other archers are having a BLAST. Lucky is using his service dog training to help the others with Olympic jitters!! He becomes the unofficial mascot of the archery competition

And competing with Hawkeyes really changes the tone of the competition. The rest of the field knows they're not going to win, so the pressure's off, they can just have fun!! Because of this the majority of competitors get personal bests.

The Olympic committee decides they AREN'T allowed to get medals, so the team that gets gold (actually silver, whatever) wears the medals WITH the Hawkeyes and gets a picture like that.

i want to say some of the other teams are lowkey like "that's bullshit, we should get them something" which winds up being croissants that they spray paint gold and glue on to ribbon. They get together some time after the event and have a "medal ceremony" for the Hawkeyes who are crying very touched.

Snoop Dogg decides they're going to hang out with him, they try to teach him to use a bow, they wind up hanging out with Martha Stewart, ALL OF THEM HAVE BEEN IN PRISON? actually I don't know about Clint but anyway. Basically they hijack the Olympics, they want to meet Simone Biles!!! they are having the greatest time (Kate telling Simone how brave she is and how her being public about everything she went through with the last Olympics meant a lot to her and Simone is like "omg is this avenger going to start crying oh god what do i DO". there's a cute picture of them hugging)

Steve Rogers is there for some event, and there's viral videos of them doing the "I've got my eyes on you" gesture at him very threateningly.

Someone points it out on Twitter "lol what did cap do to piss off the hawkeyes?" And Kate's like HE KNOWS WHAT HE DID (which he does)

GOD I LOVE OLYMPICS AUS

[drgrlfriend]

Okay, how did I just now realize that I never posted this amazing commission from @quicksillver? I asked for a scene from Freedom's Reach, not realizing in my non-artist head that the scene I chose would be a technical *nightmare* what with mirrors being little bastards and all, but Misha came through like an absolute CHAMP. Definitely stop by their blog and give them all the love!

“Penny for your thoughts?” Bucky says.  Clint looks up, startled, to find Bucky standing in front of him, collar up and a tie looped around his neck.

Clint clears his throat a little, sure that he must be blushing.  There’s a standing mirror in the corner and Clint guides Bucky over to it, crowding in behind him to knot the tie.  “I’ll tell you about them later,” he growls, deep and low into Bucky’s ear, just to make him shiver.  “Or else we’ll never get there in time.”  

Clint takes note of how Bucky’s eyes in the mirror go dark and hot, and he presses a little closer than necessary, letting Bucky feel every inch of him along his back.  He reaches out a hand and snags Bucky’s jacket where it’s waiting on the back of a chair, watching in the mirror as he helps Bucky into it and smooths his palms down the front, the gold ring on his left hand gleaming in the lamplight.  The left arm of Bucky’s jacket is pinned up neatly, the dark blue wool skimming Bucky’s lean frame and making his eyes glow an icy blue.

“You look beautiful,” Clint can’t help but murmur.

Bucky turns, hand sliding inside Clint’s jacket to cradle his ribs through the thin linen of his shirt, his own ring cool and hard in contrast to the warm press of his fingers.  “That’s the pot calling the kettle black,” he says, cutting off Clint’s retort with a hungry kiss.

By the time they tear themselves apart they are running a bit late, and have to take a few more moments to straighten up their clothes anew.  Clint’s skin is still buzzing as he and Bucky descend the grand staircase to the main lobby, hand-in-hand.  Bucky gives Clint’s fingers a squeeze and Clint squeezes back, their rings clinking together as they head toward the dining room.

[cryptiidclown]

i found out how to get pen pressure on my tablet after five million years.

reverend armstrong: too loud for soliders

[clemsfilmdiary]

Richard Jewell (2019, Clint Eastwood)

10/22/23

[msclaritea]

"This image from the Olympics is a clear example of Satan’s bait, designed to provoke Christians into responding in the flesh with wrath, vengeance, and resentment.

As Christians, we must recognize this for what it is: a trap set by Satan to draw us away from the teachings of Christ.

When we let anger and bitterness take hold, we fall into the enemy’s hands.

It took me so long to see the same spirit stirring within my heart after years of focusing on the evil of everyone else, and I now see it stirring within the hearts of many Christians today.

It’s like Jesus warned about in Matthew 24:12-13, that “because of the increase of wickedness the hearts of most will grow cold, but the one who endures until the end will be saved.”

I believe that all this anger, wrath, and desire for vengeance stirring right now is ultimately leading to something significant—the great deception that has been brewing for quite some time.

This will lead many into a self-righteous, overzealous, and misguided war against Babylon, who reigns over the kings of the Earth, the same enemy the beast destroys. (Revelation 17:16)

When people develop a mob mentality and turn to vengeance, it always results in the death of the innocent.

Look at the Crusades, the Inquisition, and the Dark Ages.

Prideful, self-righteous, misguided zeal will be responsible for the death of the true saints—those who are truly faithful in Christ, guard their hearts, and withstand the enemy’s tactics, because they’ll be seen as traitors and lumped in with the overt darkness.

As John 16:2 warns, “The time is coming when anyone who kills you will think they are offering a service to God.”

There’s a reason why God warned us against taking vengeance for ourselves, reminding us that vengeance is His alone (Romans 12:19).

We are called to endure patiently, demonstrating the fruits of the Spirit as Christ commanded, by loving and serving our neighbors.

Our actions should draw others to the gospel, making them wonder what makes us so different.

Unfortunately, this is not the reality for many Christians today.

The culture war unfolding is a flesh-led territorial war over this fallen world, rather than the true spiritual war the Apostle Paul described—a fight against the flesh, humbling ourselves before the Lord, and recognizing our own deep spiritual sin and fallen nature.

There’s nothing wrong with calling out the evil in the unbelieving world, but it must be coupled with a genuine, loving call for repentance and turning from their ways.

We must remember that judgment is not ours to deliver; it is for God to execute in His timing.

When Christ returns, He will deliver judgment upon the nations.

Those who remain faithful to Him, following His path, will be the saints who are given dominion and authority over the nations that survive the tribulation.

However, many people desire this power now.

This impatience, stubbornness, and pride drive the deception of the Antichrist and the strong delusion, leading many professing Christians toward destruction and the prophesied falling away."

"I've got a lot to say about this...

It's amazing that the people who turned the alphabet mafia and "science" into their own religion can't come up with their own religious ceremonies

Instead, they transplant it onto the religious iconography that they despise most. It's literal conquest via artistic desecration.

As you guys know, I'm not very religious, but even I can see this for what it is. They aren't just interested in replacing the domestic population. They also seek to destroy the underpinnings of civilization. The constitution, marriage, parenthood, religion...

All must be destroyed

It may seem benign to some. Hell, I probably would've laughed it off a few years ago. Not anymore. This is just one of the most blatant and intentional insults I've ever seen. Undeniable, really.

An event intended to appeal to and unify the world in meritocratic endeavor, co-opted instead to launch artistic nukes at a single religion.

This is evil. I can't describe it otherwise."

[pyreball]

All 30 LISA Companions

[0verseer-o9]

CW: suggestive also men making out

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Would this count as toxic yaoi

[cagedshewolf]

Avengers: Olympics

With all that went on in Nat's life, it was pretty strange to receive a letter with a very offical looking seal on it. With letter in hand and a confused look on her face, Natasha went to find her best friend. "Hey, Clint, do you have a minute?" She asked, walking over to him with the letter. "You won't believe what I just got. I think it's a letter to go to the Olympics." The look on her face was one of disbelief. "Do you think this is real?"

@deafarcher

[there-must-be-a-lock]

Aaaaand it’s done! I’m SO proud of this one.

A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist (Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton)

Aka the mid-2000s punk band AU! Now with art by @misterknife right over here and by @vexedbeverage on Ao3 here!

Explicit, ~99k total.

One / Two / Three / Four / Five / Six / Seven / Eight / Nine / Ten / Eleven / Twelve / Thirteen / Fourteen / Fifteen / Epilogue

[guiltyasdave]

the pedrolympics

daphne @sizzlingcloudmentality and i are spending our days watching the olympic games and we got to thinking… which sports would the pedro boys compete in? (there might have also been tequila involved in the decision making)

pre outbreak joel - football (…soccer) because of sarah

post outbreak joel - shooting, for obvious reasons

tim rockford - rowing, that’s where the obscenely broad shoulders come from

marcus acacius - triathlon, because swimming in the seine would add to the grime so nicely

max phillips - swimming, because it seems like the fuckboy thing to do

marcus pike - table tennis, self explanatory

lucien flores - surfing, it’s the flowing shirt and the soft beach waves

frankie morales - wrestling. just picture it

ezra - canoe slalom, in the paralympics

marcus moreno - decathlon, because he can do everything

dave york - tennis. daphne mentioned the grunts and moans we’d get to hear. jana died.

agent whiskey - eventing. riding horses so we can ride the cowboy

javier peña - beach volleyball, in tiny shorts

javi gutierrez - artistic swimming, he’s got the moves for sure and picture him in a swimming cap 🥹

pero tovar - judo, he knows how to use his hands and body

oberyn martell - diving & gymnastics, because he’s a show off that can do both. also the shoulders

maxwell lord - fencing, rich people sport but cooler than golfing

din djarin - rugby. the thighs. he can run. he can jump. he has experience in holding onto a green baby shaped like a rugby ball.

dio morrissey - skateboarding, wearing all black

comandante veracruz - sport climbing. also hosts knife throwing competitions in the olympic village.

clint - boxing. again, just look at him

reed richards - golfing. he’s a distinguished gentleman okay. could also be accused of cheating in most other sports

unnamed materialists sugar daddy - dressage, he knows how to make you… stay in line (we don’t know what’s wrong with us)

dieter bravo - manages the team’s social media account. he’s a star on tiktok

let us know your takes! 🫶🏻

[drgrlfriend]

My Heart Will Be Your Home

Here, have some soulmark (photo manip) art from my Winterhawk Olympic Bang 2022 fic to brighten up your midweek. :-)

My Heart Will Be Your Home by dr_girlfriend

Excerpt:

Clint makes a strangled noise as the paramedic uses a set of shears to cut the t-shirt open from hem to neck, pulling the scraps aside.

“Was that really necessary?” Clint yelps, hand coming up to cover the words written on his chest, but it’s too late.

It’s one of the largest soulmarks Bucky has ever seen.  The script in Bucky’s neat cursive handwriting starts at the crest of one shoulder and arcs below Clint’s collarbones to end at the crest of the other shoulder, golden letters that no tattoo ink has ever been able to replicate.

What kind of idiot are you?

“Oh, shit,” Bucky says, his heart sinking.  “I wasn’t sure — I hoped I’d said ‘hi’ or something first.  I’m so — I’m so sorry.”  Clint has had that scrawled across him his whole life, just because Bucky is a thoughtless idiot.

Clint’s eyes dart up to Bucky’s, widening a little.  “Is that really what you said?  I thought maybe, but —” he trails off.

Bucky can’t manage to assemble a coherent sentence, still grappling with what he’s done, but he unstraps his tac vest and casts it aside, pulling his shirt up to show the words he’s carried his whole life, three rows of untidy golden handwriting above his left hip.

There’s a weak spot

in the armor plating

on the left side.

“Holy shit,” Clint says softly.  “That’s — that’s pretty definitive, huh?”