Yo! Clint Barton here, a.k.a Hawkeye, a.k.a sexiest man in the Stark household (no matter WHAT Tony says…or ‘Tasha, for that matter). I made a tumblr for all you sexy people out there who appreciate other sexy people. (Don’t tell anyone, but I also made this so when it’s dinner time, they can just tell me on here. I know, brilliant. I’m going to become genius-like and surpass Tony!)
CLINT!! JUST SHUT UP!! WHAT DO YOU WANT?! DO YOU WANT A SNACK OR SOMETHING?! DO YOU WANT A WORM?! WILL THAT MAKE YOU SHUT UP
Hey, don’t get angry with me, furball! After all those missions, you’d think everyone would get together more often and POST things!
And that was a goddamn awesome (and true) story! I bet you’re too afraid to admit it. I knew you couldn’t keep up with little ol’ sassy me~ <3
And no. I want some
THERE ONCE WAS A HOT GUY NAMED CLINT. HE WAS SO BUFF AND STUFF, AND ALL THE FINE LADIES CLAWED THEIR WAY TO HIM TO FEEL HIS BULGING…MUSCLES.
ONE DAY, HE WAS WALKING DOWN THE STREET, STRUTTIN’ HIS BUTT, WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOME BAD EVILDOER CAME TO DEFEAT HIM, BUT OH NO, CLINT THE HOT GUY WAS HAVING NONE OF THAT, SO HE WHIPPED OUT HIS SWAG BOW AND SHOT THE LITTLE SHIT TO PIECES.
CLINT, FEELING ACCOMPLISHED IN BADASSERY, STALKED OFF, SWISHING HIS HIPS AND CAUSIN’ ALL THE LADIES TO FAINT IN AROUSAL.
OH—FU—WHY’D YOU HIT ME, ‘TASHA, I WAS JUST TELLING A STORY, JESUS FUCKI—OW, WHAT, WHY, WHAT, SO WHAT IF THERE’RE KIDS, THEY’RE GOING TO HEAR THESE WORDS ANYWAYS, SO WHAT’S THE GODDAM—GODD—DAM—FINE! FRICK! JUST FU—OW! STOP THROWIN’ SHI—STOP IT! GODDA—OKAY! OKAY! SH—I MEAN CRA—…FORGET IT, OKAY? FORGET IT! I’M GOING TO GET SOME GO—….CHOCOLATE MILK!
Hey, you! It’s great to be back!! Hell yeah! The problem fixed itself. Oh, I’ve missed you, tumblr!! *hugs screen*
Alright, Clint and Steve are once more operable :DD