#hawkeye2

*tries to find hawkeye on a poster with comic book heros*

*tries to find hawkeye in a selection of marvel mugs*

Tries to find hawkeye in the graphic novels section with comic books*

*Tries to find hawkeye in a store selling marvel and DC comics merch*

Thing-a-Week 26: Hawkeye(s)

I’ve seen this panel I don’t know how many times. At a glance, I always thought Kate was clasping Clint’s shoulder in the panel. But upon closer inspection, I just realized that she’s actually giving him either a light punch to the face, or was going for a fist bump and when Clint didn’t return the gesture she just casually pushed it into his face.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hawkeye (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clint Barton/Kate Bishop Characters: Clint Barton, Kate Bishop, America Chavez, Lucky (Hawkeye) Additional Tags: Disability, Physical Disability, Paralysis, Major Character Injury, Permanent Injury, spinal cord injury, Hurt/Comfort, new normal - Freeform, Not Canon Compliant, Wheelchairs, Marvel Trumps Hate 2019, Gifts, Friendship Summary:

Hawkeyes get hurt in battle and bounce back so often that it's almost a running joke. Except this time Kate doesn't get back up.

One minute Kate is running, sprinting off the roof she's on and jumping to the next building. But her foot snags and she holds her breath as the ground rushes up to greet her.

The next minute she is surrounded with beeping, with machines and doctors and a sharp smell that makes her vaguely ill. She tries to talk, tries to open her mouth but there's something in the way and she makes a sick, gagging noise.

"Shh," Clint says, his hand soft on her forehead. "You're okay. You're alive."

She feels the drop on her cheek, warm and wet and for a second she is repulsed, she thinks that Clint has spit on her for whatever reason one has to spit on a person who's strapped to a medical bed. She even opens her mouth to say something cutting, something about how that's not her kink.

Then she feels his hand shaking, and hears his ragged breath and realizes he is crying. 

"You're alive," he says, his voice so cracked she thinks it must have shattered. "You're alive."

"Look, when I say I'm not from around here, I don't mean I'm from Jersey. I'm not supposed to be here. And I won't stay long. But-- but I wanted to meet you. See if you lived up to the hype." "Girl," Clint says, his arrogance somehow more pronounced by his youth, "I am the hype."

Or, Kate falls off a building, and lands in a place where time moves differently.

Guys guys G U Y S

I managed to snag a commission from the AMAZING @macaroon22, who drew me these kick-ass, bloodied Revolutionary war Hawkeyes and I do not have WORDS to talk about how cool they fukkin look.