Bobbi Morse. Mockingbird to you. I'm finally back in town so stay out of the way if you know what's good for you. And one more thing, don't ask me where I've been.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I would love to, Hawk… I missed you *smile*
God my ex husband is so attractive.
This (and other reasons) is why he is now my boyfriend.
(Source: avenna)
Sometimes being a hero is hard. Mostly because I’m not like Clint, I’m not a public identity. Bobbi Morse and Mockingbird are two seperate individuals.
I miss my mother. I miss my father and my brother Ben.
Sometimes I wish I had never come to SHIELD.
I wish I could have just been the doctor my family was so proud of me to be.
I love you :)
(Source: phytochemical)
What a lazy day. I’ve spent the entire day in my pj’s…
Bobbi sighed, looking up at the snow falling;
She kicked a lightly snow-dusted pepsi can down the street, stuffing her hands into the pocket of her coat. It was cold, and she was alone. Reaching one hand up to adjust her hat over her blonde hair, she thought about everything in her life. How she had gotten back with Clint, how she loved him.
Shaking her head she remembered where she was going; to get some lunch from her favorite chinese place.
Happy Valentines Day to the girl who’s got everything. I bet you don’t have one of these.
Love ya, Birdie.
Oh Clint… I love you…
New model of trick arrows and chocolate.
The perfect valentines day present for the most perfect valentine.
Never thought I’d have a valentine this year… didn’t really anticipate me and Hawk getting back together after all this time. And I never thought seeing him again and holding him in my arms would make me so happy.
Maybe valentines day will be good after all.
I am not Cupid
I feel like I have to do this every year, but for my own sanity, I’m going to do it again.
So, I am not cupid. This is cupid:
He’s a fat flying baby with a bow. He shoots you. You fall in love with the next thing you see. Blah blah blah.
Okay. If I had to draw you a picture of what my life’s cupid must look like, it’d look something like this:
Because that’s how much my love life is anything like that fat baby’s fake love.
So, while we may have a similar choice in weaponry, I, Clint Barton, am not cupid. If you think I even remotely resemble a fat baby, I will show you just how much my arrows will not make you fall in love with the next think you see.
Uhm, excuse me hawk… you are my cupid.
