actuallyclintbarton:

queersuperteens:

when-it-rains-it-snows:

Katie folds herself up very tightly.  And sorta..hums?  It does not look comfortable, but she seems content.  Anyway the humming takes on a decidedly threatening note if she doesn’t want to be awake yet. hhhmmmmmgrrrrrrrrrr—-

goes along with this one – somehow I ended up drawing snoozy hawkeyes today, what is this I don’t even?

Oh my precious perfect Katiebird.

Reblogged this to the wrong blog like a year ago and only just noticed.

I need origami Kate on my PROPER blog because reasons.

when-it-rains-it-snows:

I think it’s going to become a thing:  new issue of Hawkeye hits me in the feels (emotions jihadist!!), I use Art! to try to get over it.

ffs, Clint.  More than this I shall not say, to avoid making this crazy-mad spoiler-y.  Honestly, unless you just met Clint Barton yesterday, then you know damn and well that ‘ffs, Clint!’ is pretty much a default with him and therefore not a spoiler for this or any other issue.

(If you aren’t reading Fraction’s Hawkeye, you’re missing out on a full-frontal assault to the heart comics excellence)

when-it-rains-it-snows:

Confession: I am sitting here laughing so hard at my own fucking nonsense that I am gonna have to compose myself before writing a rambly artist note.

Will you even look at this.

Okay, so: This was a gag gift, you know it was a gag gift, obviously a very well-thought out one that took some planning, but the person who gave it was apparently unaware that while you can take the man out of Iowa, you cannot take the Iowa out of the man.  Even if you manage to surgically excise every trace of Midwest, you’d STILL have someone who used to wear a purple miniskirt to work.

Last statement here is that if you’re new enough to Hawkeye that you don’t recognise the GOSH I LOVE ARROWS thing, I am going to give you the pleasure of Googe-Image-Searching it yourself.  Enjoy!  You’ve picked the right Avenger to love, you really have.