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  1. Summary

    There are not many people who can do what Clint needs to be done. But anything, everything, for this.

    Natasha sits in the back of a good man’s funeral and thinks, he’ll come with me now, if I ask.

    “Can or can't doesn't mean anything,” Phil tells her. “There's only won't and die trying."

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  2. Summary

    Clint's life has been built on lies. Lies protect him. Lies protect the people around him. He lies with a smile and an empty chest and suddenly, he is Loki's and Loki only allows the truth.

    Clint tells Loki the truth with a smile and a chest full of gratitude, and it breaks him.

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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    Before it was about Batman, it was about Robin.

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    15 Mar 2015

  2. Public Bookmark 89

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    Jason really oughta know better than to talk to Bats.

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    19 Feb 2015

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    It's a story often shrouded in tragedy, an origin that's only path is this: death, passing the burden, and another shouldering a great responsibility.

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    16 Feb 2015

  4. Rec *

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    “You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.”

    Wherein Natasha Romanov has a bucket list and a metaphorical feelings-cat, joins the Victoria Hand Rescue Society Inc, and is absolutely not dating either or both of her super-soldier BFFs from the 1940s, no matter what Nick Fury thinks.

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    13 Jan 2015

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “I have a list,” Natasha explained. “I made it years ago after I first came to the States. A list of… stuff to do before I’m thirty.”

    “Stuff that would make you a Real American Girl?” said Barnes. He was quite perceptive, wasn’t he. Natasha rather considered this the height of bad manners in a man who, up until a few months ago, had not really had an independent thought in seventy years. She glared at him, but he was immune enough that he just went on stealing her cotton candy with an expression of frankly obnoxious serenity.

    “And you needed us for this how come?” Steve asked.

    “What’s the point of going to an amusement park on your own?” said Natasha. Honestly. “Speaking of rollercoasters, what’s the best way to make sure you don’t throw up on them? Take tablets?”

    “Don’t eat cotton candy first,” said Barnes.

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    “Did you shoot me?” Phil asks, confused.

    “In my own defense, I didn’t notice you standing behind me,” Clint says.

    “In my own defense, I was standing behind you.” Phil sits up with a small groan. Clint tries to offer a hand, but gets his arm thumped by the arrow. That’s probably fair. “I’m not up on my archery technique, but doesn’t that mean you’re fantastically bad at this?”

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    12 Jan 2015

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “Motherfuck— You like him. Like like.”

    "What is this, high school?" When Marcus growls, Phil informs, “His dog’s named Lucky. The damn thing’s missing his left eye too, except he makes it look good.”

    “Cheese, you irritating shit.” Marcus’s eye narrows, gleaming. “The guy fucked up a simple sink repair. You and me, we sat in a goddamn yurt surrounded by yaks in the summer of 2001, and you told me that your biggest turn-on was competence.”

    “And guns.”

    "And then your next girlfriend shot me, the boyfriend after that blew up the plane we were on, the girlfriend after that turned out to be a double agent—"

    "Competence and guns," Phil says inarguably. "The only thing Ilsa did wrong was miss hitting your balls."

    “You got no taste in— What the fuck is wrong with you?”

    Phil considers. “I’m attracted to event horizons?”

    Marcus starts laughing again. Phil sighs and bends his head over his notes.

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