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Hawkeye Gothic

disloyaltoafault:

You go to see the new Avengers movie in theaters. You thought you remembered seeing Hawkeye in promotional pictures, but he wasn’t on the posters. You think it’s an oversight, but when you watch the movie he doesn’t show up either. You feel cheated, and go back to watch the old movies that he was in, only to find that somehow he’s not in them either. Your head hurts, you try to find your collection of hawkeye comics, only to find that they’re gone. You look up hawkeye on the internet and there are no search results. You’re starting to wonder if he ever existed in the first place, or if you just imagined him. You no longer even remember who you were just thinking about. Was it Captain America? He’s been pretty popular lately, it must have been him after all. 

when-it-rains-it-snows:

kate has LOADS of questions

  • where was this
  • how old were you
  • what was the horse’s name
  • tell me about the horse
  • that is a very cool horse
  • (also I like how “amazing” is in sarcastic finger quotes)
  • what the hell are you wearing (do you still own it? reasons.)
  • did I just count FOUR earrings ♥

clint has just one to be completely honest

  • WHERE DO YOU KEEP FINDING THIS SHIT
  • (also fuck you those are not sarcastic quotes)

of course kate has an answer

  • boxes you didn’t unpack and stuffed under your bed (I was just looking for more putty arrows I super promise)
  • your exes
  • eBay
  • SARCASTIC FINGER QUOTES A-MAZE-ING

why does it matter so much that Clint wasn’t deaf in the MCU??? Like it’s not super important to his character? I don’t know why you’re all worked up about this because it literally doesn’t even really matter??? if the first anon was annoyed by your always writing sign language into your fics they have a right to be??? the things you write aren’t just yours you have to respe ct your audience

thlayli-rah:

*sighs heavily* So okay here’s the thing. It actually does matter that Clint wasn’t deaf. It really really really really matters. And you know why it really matters? Because for YEARS I have been super self-conscious about being Hard of Hearing, to the point that I didn’t tell people. I’d just pretend to know what people were saying even if I didn’t (believe me, I didn’t). If I had, at an earlier age, seen a deaf superhero asking his colleagues to speak up, to face him so he could read their lips, wearing hearing aids– god I would’ve been so much less embarrassed about doing those things too.

I think about the kids I see at my work in the grocery store and at Lush, kids with hearing aids, whose hands fumble over signs, and I feel this pang in my chest for them. Not because they’re “pitiful”, but because there are people who don’t realize what kind of community they’re going to grow up in. People who don’t care about the way the world works for them, for us. They don’t know they could be superheroes. Because people like Joss Whedon take that away from them without blinking.

Representation really matters. Especially when it comes to some sort of disability or shift in the perspective of what is “normal”. The same way you wouldn’t write a fic in which Matt Murdock wasn’t blind, you shouldn’t film a movie in which Clint Barton isn’t deaf. Because that is part of who he is.
And by writing a script in which his deafness isn’t recognized sends a very clear message to the deaf/hoh community, which is: “people like you could never be superheroes” and even worse, “representing your community is not worth the effort”.

Secondly, I need you to read this very clearly: I will never ever write a fic in which Clint Barton is hearing, or a fic in which he does not utilize ASL. If that “bothers” my audience, or they feel disrespected by this fact, they are very kindly directed to this website and may follow the directions as follows.

clintscoffeepot:

clintscoffeepot:

“Depression turns you into a series of nouns, without the adjectives and without the verbs. You don’t remember where you misplaced your descriptions, your actions … You become: bed, shower, socks, coffee, keys, obligations.”— A Series of Nouns

Real talk, I know a lot of you followed me for this post and I gotta say that I’m so grateful because through this one little post I’ve managed to meet so many people that struggle with depression like I do, so many supportive, loving people and I guess I just wanted to say thank you.

I made this post—just kind of threw it together, really— right after getting out of a particularly difficult therapy session. The Hawkeye comics have gotten me through a lot of dark times and I feel such a connection with Clint. I’m just grateful that you were able to feel the same, and I’m sorry for why you were able to feel it, because that means you’ve been through this to some extent and that sucks. It really does.

I guess the other thing I really wanted to say was that the adjectives and verbs come back, I promise you they do. Take those nouns and own them for now, because before you know it, you become “hell yeah imma go to bed because i can”, and "a shower will make me feel better” and “these are my favorite socks”, and “fuck yeah i love coffee”, and “where the hell are my keys?” and those obligations? They’re always gonna be there but sometimes they’re not as bad as you’d think, sometimes they actually are fucking amazing.

You, me, and Clint, we’ll all get better together. So don’t think those words are gone forever, you’re more than just a series of nouns.