Social Working Kitten

1) Clint was caught off-guard by the decadence of the Bishop family penthouse. And this is after he spent years working with Tony Stark, so it’s clear he’s still not that comfortable being around the 1%. 

2) Clint’s whole gimmick (his “brand”) is that he’s the least extravagant Avenger. He’s not rich, he doesn’t have fancy gadgets (aside from the trick arrows, which he has to pawn off of from other people), and he doesn’t have fast-selling merchandise. When he gets hurt, he has to go to the local CVS just to get some medicine and bandages.

3) His show was about him teaching a spoiled rich girl how to live on cheap supplies and that being a superhero is more than just the image and theatrics. In fact, his show ends with him bringing the rich girl back to his farmhouse (in Hallmark Channel terms, he took the rich girl out of the city and brought her to the cozy, smalltown where everyone is living a simple life). 

4) In the deleted scenes of Hawkeye, Clint grew up having to steal because he and his mom were broke. 

5) The Hawkeye show made it a point that Clint is the Avenger who gets along the most with the “common people” (example: Grills and the LARPer community). He’s the Avenger that you could just walk up to and get a beer with since he’s a normal dude who you could relate to. 

6) In terms of costumes, Tony uses a high-tech suit of armor, Steve got his uniform from the U.S. military, Natasha is using her Red Room gear, Thor is a royal prince and is dressed like one, and Bruce transforms into his “suit”. Meanwhile, Clint’s signature costume is literally a cosplay made by a LARPer.  

7) Minor point but he still insists on paying for his food even though he’s a celebrity. He doesn’t want to freeload off of other people’s hard work.

Jane. All the dialogue about how she’s objectively the prettiest and sweetest sister with the most delicate manners and constitution and has trouble expressing her emotions especially when in love remain 100% unchanged.

Meanwhile:

And also some of Calboy's children!

I was about to say he would technically be an intersex king (not because I dislike the concept of trans cats, just bc intersex rep is sorely needed too) but I did some more reading on this icon and actually found the article OP referenced.

He's not your usual male calico kitty as it turns out. That's already cool and rare, but he's even cooler and rarer than that!

FTFY.

Clint and Natasha: *standing on his desk*

Natasha(Still new to Shield): *Raises hand* I can do it alone.

Clint: *Pulls her hand down* She’s joking.

Natasha: *Whispers* No, seriously this is easy... it’s literally a one person mission. Either one of us could do it.

Clint: *Whispers* I know... Just smile and nod.

Natasha: *Forms a silent “Oh” to Clint before looking at Coulson with a smile and then nods*

Clint: *Gives Coulson two thumbs up*

so if you weren’t aware, lately i’ve been buying and reselling used stuff for fun and profit, mostly furniture. i’m still experimenting, but based on my experiences so far, the real money in my local market is in dressers. people here fucking love dressers. they’re easy to sell and have good profit margins. what’s not to love

one of my best flips so far was a 5 drawer wooden dresser that i bought for twenty dollars and sold for a hundred a couple days later. so when i saw this dresser posted on Facebook Marketplace “eight minutes ago,” i was so fucking hyped

(they took the listing with the real photos down so now this is all I’ve got lol)

i end up going back and forth with the owner about the logistics of picking it up and haggling and all. she mentions a lot of people are interested if i don’t pick it up, so i’m anxious to get to it before someone else does. and so i forget to ask a couple of apparently crucial questions

we work it out eventually, and she wants to do a contactless exchange, which is no problem. it’s all honor system – she leaves it on her porch, i leave the money in her mailbox, and we never have to make awkward small talk while i try and haul a dresser out to my car. it’s very fine by me

so i get there and there’s something clearly not quite right. but i feel bad ghosting her after all the trouble, so i panic and shove my $25 into the mailbox and walk away with. fucking. this

(Noodle for scale.)

this thing is the exact shape and dimensions of a normal five drawer dresser, but it’s less than three feet tall and only a foot deep. it’s like a real dresser got shrink-rayed. like a regular dresser had a child.

it’s too big to be doll furniture, but too small for any kind of meaningful clothes storage. she really just let me buy this, the baby dresser god abandoned, without warning me how big it was. or wasn’t, as the case may be

in my bewildered panic, i also forgot to check to see if the drawers worked. and they do! but also. they scream when you open them

for half the night i was kicking myself for not just walking away, and then i couldn’t fall asleep, and around 2 in the morning i realized that this thing is so fucking funny to me that i can’t let it go.

and it turns out that useless bottom drawer is exactly the right size for pint-sized containers of paint and finish and stain, and i have so much sandpaper and so many paint brushes and face masks and paint stirrers to go in the other drawers

which admittedly still scream at me

and then some shade of pink for the drawers

probably the middle one

no drawer pulls because i’m too lazy to put them back on for photos just to have to take them off again but she’s looking kind of nice!! not sure that i’m keeping the drawers like this though 🤔

for anyone who’s curious, this is the current state of the baby dresser.

i fucked up two of the drawers and therefore blew the deadline for the contest and i’m too annoyed to fix them just yet. so i need to redo those and topcoat everything before it’s actually finished.

Dashing through the snow