They didn’t find him for a week.
reblogging because i headcanoned that they only found him because Tony happened to be flying that way and was like “that’s a freaking huge bird nesting in th- WHAT THE HECK CLINT? GUYS I FOUND CLINT!”
::safe & sound::
there was this other doodle, but my need for happy things won out. the real loser here is my right hand/wrist. also I fiddled a lot with layer modes. very bizarre. also everything is really bright. VERY BIZARRE.
Anonymous asked: i loved that sam and avengers fic! could you write one of sam trying to go on a trip away from saving the world and avengers not getting that he wants to relax alone? bonus bucky watching over his house while he is away...
(the original is here)
Sam had the bag over his shoulder and the key in the lock and he was so sure he’d get out. No Avenger had camped out on his sofa for a good week, vacation would happen. He wasn’t asking for much, just a weekend at his sister’s house in Georgia. Just enough time to quiet all that noise he was getting from his mom about not being an “active part of his extended family.”
The key clicked. Then it unclicked from the inside. Sam rolled his eyes.
"Man, you people are gonna give me a complex," he said as the door swung open. "You know if a supervillain actually tried to kill me by sneaking into my apartment, by this point I’d probably be halfway to making him chicken noodle soup by the time he got the garotte around my neck?”
Bucky glowered. Then he noticed the duffel bag.
"Are you—" Bucky started to ask, frowning at the bag. "Do you need a place to lie low?”
Then Sam made a huge mistake. He should have known better, but apparently there was a self-preservation gene missing from his DNA or something.
"Right," he said sarcastically. "Sure, I need a place to lie low. I’m totally on the run right now. While I’m gone, feel free to drink my beer.”
Bucky’s frown deepened.
In hindsight, Sam should have known that meant shit was about to get real.
He had gotten maybe twenty miles down I-95 when a crazy wind started to buffet the car. About ten seconds after that, the sky had turned entirely gray and what looked like some sort of tornado was forming directly over his car.
"Fuck me,” Sam said earnestly. He pulled onto the shoulder and waited.
Thor landed with a thud and a decent-sized crater a moment later.
"Friend Sam," he boomed. "Fear not. I have come to your aid."
"Oh good," said Sam and hit his head on his steering wheel.
"Do he villains force you to harm yourself?" asked Thor, approaching the driver-side window. He tapped on it and the window cracked a little. "Instruct them to make themselves apparent that we may fight like warriors!"
"There are no—”
And then there was a screech of metal and Iron Man arrived with Captain America. The decent-sized crater was now expanded.
"Sam, can you tell us—" Steve started to ask.
"I can do a scan of—" Tony said at the same time, flipping the mask open.
"Fuck. My. Life," said Sam earnestly.
Then a voice piped up from his own back seat.
"I’m guessing you’re not actually being kidnapped, huh?" said Clint. Sam had definitely looked in his rear view mirror many, many times in the twenty miles it had taken him to get this far and Clint had not been there.
"Pssh, like this is the first time I stowed away in a car," said Clint, reading the question on Sam’s face.
"Were you in the trunk?" Sam asked, morbidly curious.
Clint shrugged. “If I told you, I’d have to—you know.” He smiled. “Anyway, Tasha and Bucky have hijacked a six-wheeler and are ten minutes out.”
Sam pulled out his phone and texted his sister that he might be a bit late. Traffic, he said. Super traffic.
Mulan loved my Mulan pen!
She said, “I love things that have my face on it.”
Wow, Mulan, conceited much ;). Seems like you may have been spending some time with Gaston!
SHOOTS LIKE MULAN
WEARS MEN’S SUITS LIKE MULAN!
THINKS FAST AND KICKS ASS ON A ROOF LIKE MULAN
MULAN: “I USE AVALANCHES IN ALL OF MY BATTLE SCHEMIIIING!”
NOT QUITE A GUY, THAT MULAN!
I was born for this.
(Source: hwoaarang, via wazowskey)
"Most of the intelligence community doesn’t believe he exists. The ones that do call him the ｡*:★Kawaii Soldier★:*｡. He’s an adorable ghost, you’ll never find him.”
(Source: leeeeeeeeeegooooooooolaaaaaaaaas, via knottahooker)