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You've broken your chains—
—but are you really f r e e ?

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Clint Barton

aka Hawkeye

MCU-based w/ minor 616
Canon-divergent

EST. Oct 22 2014
Written by Skyler




jeremyloverobsessedmoi:

Rocking Out With Steel Panther 2010 pics…

jeremyrennerdaily:

Jeremy Renner showed up & sang Paradise City with Steel Panther tonight!!! [x]  

incredifishface:

goddamnhella:

Rockstar Loki by @malaikat (Artmetica’s patreon)

Posted to tumblr with permission, and much glee. Bring me the AU Loki goodness. 

@thisdorkyblogthing

nomadiicc:

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.       loki flinched away from the cloth on instinct, a soft growl rising in his
        throat. really, it was beginning to seem as though the guitarist was
        half-feral, between the piercing glare, the animalistic vocalizations
        and the deliberately tousled hair. after the initial reaction, he allowed
        clint to tend to his wounds – not without a fair amount of scowling and
        hissing. he focused on the tending rather than the words slipping from
        clint’s lips. not that loki would ever ADMIT it, but he was right. one
        day his hair-trigger anger and violence shtick was gonna get him
        arrested.

     ❝ no one will fucking DARE shank me. i’ll gut the first idiot who tries. ❞
        it wasn’t really doing anything to soothe clint’s fears, but it was the
        only thing loki could say to indicate that he HAD heard him even if
        the words ❛ i’m sorry ❜ were not in his vocabulary.

     ❝ you done lecturing me? i hear a kiss makes everything better… ❞

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   A smile curled at the edges of his lips, despite how Clint tried
   to mask how humorous he found the other’s animalistic, even
   downright dramatic reactions to the dabbing of the cloth. While
   he definitely didn’t want Loki hurt or in pain, he didn’t feel BAD
   for him either; the
idiot brought it upon himself, after all.

   Refraining from commenting on his boyfriend’s childish antics,
   the vocalist instead focused on cleaning those wounds. When
   he finished, a small tube of ointment was brought out; for pain
   relief and prevention of infection. As he was unscrewing the cap,
   he heard Loki’s bold claim and paused, looking back up. This
   time it was Clint’s turn to glare; lips pressed into a tight, irritated
   line while his jaw clenched slightly.

      “As inspirin’ as yer confidence is, shit doesn’ work like tha’.
      Even if y’managed tha’, wha’ makes y’think it’ll STOP at
      jus’ one? Sooner or later yer luck’ll
run out, ‘n then– ”

   Sighing under his breath, the blond didn’t bother to continue. It
   was quite obvious that no matter what he said or did, it wouldn’t
   alter Loki’s mind, or his actions. Things always had to go from
   bad to WORSE before he finally made a change. That last part
   though, calling Clint’s concern a fucking
lecture, and blowing
   him off, really rubbed him the wrong way.

      “— Well, it DOESN’,”

   He snapped while the cloth was thrown in the other’s face with a
   visible twitch of his lip ( a tic that occurred whenever Clint was
   genuinely angry or frustrated ) and a dark scowl, before he pushed
   himself to his feet, walking back to the bathroom and screwing the
   cap of the ointment back on tight before putting it away. Loki could
   put it on himself or SUFFER without it– he didn’t
care anymore.

spectralarchers:

Jeremy Renner singing Sweet Child Of Mine with Steel Panther

nalyne:

The Rockstar. {x}

x

nomadiicc:

[ text: guyliner ] elaborate.

[ SMS: lowkey ]: what part of what i said did you not understand?
[ SMS: lowkey ]: i thought i was pretty thorough i mean…
[ SMS: lowkey ]: you’re tolerable – visually at least. i could look at you for a while and not throw up.
[ SMS: lowkey ]: that’s all.

nomadiicc:

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.       his lip curled in disgust at the nickname, though he was fond at the
        IDEA of having one. ‘lolo’ just didn’t quite fit with his image, though.
        a long-suffering sigh was exhaled through his nose, dark-rimmed
        eyes narrowing as he considered what clint was saying.

     ❝ the fans can piss off, ❞ he growled, but it was less forcefully than
        before. he hated having to cater to them sometimes, to tone himself
        down when he was getting to be TOO intense, but fuck, they needed
        the money the little leeches brought in.

     ❝ i swear to any god that might be listenin’, though. if anyone tries to
        FUCK with you, i’m gonna tear out their fuckin’ throats. fans and
        contracts be damned. ❞ his tongue swiped over his lip, the taste of
        copper heavy in his mouth. at least the guy hadn’t tried to rip out
        any of his piercings, though. it was a bitch move, but someone had
        tried it before.

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   Clint couldn’t help but laugh a bit under his breath at the other’s reaction
   to his chosen nickname. He didn’t expect Loki to LIKE it, which was part
   of the reason he picked it – about as FOND of the attitude he was getting
   as ‘Lolo’ was of the name.

      “ Th’fans didn’ punch a guy in th’head – you did. They also
        put food on th’table, clothes on our backs and a roof over our
        heads. They’re our source of income, so whether y’like it or
        not, we NEED ‘em. ”

   He rubbed his face with another sigh, before standing up and moving into
   the bathroom, to run some cold water over a soft cloth and dampen it. Clint
   walked back into the living room, kneeling down beside Loki and reaching
   to gently dab his busted lip with the wet fabric and clean some of the blood
   off, being careful to avoid his piercings.

      “ I appreciate yer concern fer me, but I can handle m’self. I know
        how t’tell people no, how t’fuck off, ‘n how t’fight if need be. I don’
        need or wan’ y’crackin’ skulls ‘n bustin’ lips on m’account – ‘n
        DEFINITELY no tearin’ throats. ”

   Pausing to switch the portion of cloth around to a fresh area, he resumed to
   clean the wound, while giving Loki a hard stare.

      “ Y’really ‘ave t’STOP bein’ so damn aggressive, Lokes– ‘cause
        it will land yer ass in jail, ‘n
then wha’? Sure– I can visit you,
        but tha’s ‘bout th’best I’ll be able t’do. ‘N let’s say a time comes
        when I really do need ya t’sock someone fer me – bunch’a goons
        got me surrounded, or I get drugged or somethin’ – wha’ th’fuck
        kinda HELP are y’gonna be, behind bars? Hell, y’could even get
        shanked in there… ‘n then I’ll really be all alone. ”

nomadiicc:

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.       loki’s glower only deepened, specks of glitter in the dark eyeliner
        rimming his eyes catching in the light and glinting. he tossed his
        head to free his line of sight from a thick lock of hair and hissed at
        the way the movement pulled at his busted lip.

     ❝ FUCK YOU, clint. when he’s dry-humping you in the middle of the
        bar, i’m gonna get pissed. maybe if he didn’t wanna get punched,
        he should have stayed sober. ❞

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   Half-amused and half-annoyed, Clint sighed in exasperation, though a
   slight smirk pulled at the edges of his lips at Loki telling him off.

      “ Not sure now’s th’BEST time or place fer tha’, Lolo. ”

   Leaning back into the leather recliner, he sighed again, running a hand
   through dark locks of bronze in conflicted contemplation. He understood
   how his boyfriend felt; he had problems with jealousy and insecurity too,
   especially when he saw all of Loki’s fangirls CLINGING onto him. How
   unlikely would it be for him to just dump his ass and pick from one of
   those fine babes instead? Not very, or so Clint’s anxiety told him.

      “ M’not sayin’ y’can’ get pissed. M’sayin’ y’can’ jus’ HIT people
        when y’are. We’ve got a fuckin’ image t’uphold, remember…?
        Y’keep it up wit’ th’temper ‘n th’violence, th’hell y’think’s gonna
        happen t’tha’? We’ll lose fans, ‘n sales, ‘n venues. Not t’mention
        y’could go t’JAIL… ‘n how th’fuck are y’gonna make music in jail?

nomadiicc:

[ text: guyliner ] and if i said i was right outside your door?

…three minutes later…

[ text: guyliner ] jk, but made you look, didn’t i?
[ text: guyliner ] so tell me how NOT hot i am then. tell me how utterly disgusted you are by me.

[ SMS: lowkey ]: … lol no you’re not you liar.

……he looked anyway though.

[ SMS: lowkey ]: i fuckin’ knew it. you asshole! lol.
[ SMS: lowkey ]: hey i didn’t say i was utterly disgusted by you. there’s more between the line than just ‘damn he’s hot’ and ‘ugh he’s disgusting’ y’know.

nomadiicc:

[ text: guyliner ] denial will stunt your emotional growth, clinton.
[ text: guyliner ] creepy yet hot af, who else could you be talking about?
[ text: guyliner ] i put an effort into that shtick. you’ve seen the groupies.
[ text: guyliner ] and don’t tempt me. i bite hard so you better be prepared.

[ SMS: lowkey ]: of course you think i’m in denial. it’d be a lot more flattering to you if i was.
[ SMS: lowkey ]: and i could be talking about plenty of people! why do you think you’re the only creepy hot guy i know?
[ SMS: lowkey ]: not that i’m calling you hot. i’m just sayin’, could def be someone else…
[ SMS: lowkey ]: wait… tempt you? ha. you know you couldn’t catch me if you tried.

@nomadiicc​ ➵ cont.

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   Clint rolled his eyes at the heated response to his question. Despite
   being quite the silvertongue, so to speak, Loki could also be quite…
   crude in his language when it came to certain things… and as cute as
   his possessive streak with Clint was, sometimes he got a touch too
   sensitive. Too paranoid. Too violent. It made having any close friends
   besides their bandmates kind of difficult.

      “ C’mon, he was drunk, ‘kay? ‘n th’dude wasn’ ‘all over me’ —
       he was jus’ tryin’ t’give me a HUG. From behind.

       Granted, he did get a lil’ too … touchy-feely, I’ll give y’tha’, but
       still… no reason fer ya t’sock ‘im in th’back a’th’head, Lokes. I
       would’a taken care’a it. Y’really gotta stop wit’ th’aggression. ”

@nomadiicc​ // cont.

[ SMS: Charming Asshole ]:
[ SMS: Charming Asshole ]: lol is that the best you got???
[ SMS: Charming Asshole ]: did you get that line from a cheap thriller or something?
[ SMS: Charming Asshole ]: and for the record, no i did not purposely send that text!!
[ SMS: Charming Asshole ]: and i wasn’t talking about you either so bite me