We [Fraction and his wife, Kelly Sue DeConnick] were pregnant at the time, and while I was out there I started to realize that if I had a daughter, there would come a day when I would have to apologize to her for my profession. I would have to apologize for the way it treats and speaks to women readers, and the way it treats its female characters.
I knew that if we had a daughter, because I know my wife and I know the kind of girl she wants to raise and I know the kind of girl I want to raise, she was going to look at what I did for a living and want to know how the fuck I could stomach it. How could I sell her out like that?” Fraction continued. “That conversation is still coming, and I’m bracing for it in the way that some dads brace for their daughter’s first date or boyfriend. I became acutely aware that I had sort of done that thing that lots of privileged hetero cisgendered white dudes do. ‘I’m cool with women, and that’s enough.’ It’s not enough. It’s embarrassing to say, because we somehow have attached shame to learning and evolving our opinions, culturally, but I became aware that there was a deficiency of and to women in my work, and all I could do at that moment was take care of my side of the street.
Tag: okay this looks bad
Kate Bishop throwin’ shade.
Clint Barton doesn’t show up 15 minutes late with Starbucks. Clint Barton shows up an hour late with cheap pizza, a broken nose, and a stray dog.
Bye Bye, Hawkguy: Fraction Writing Final Hawkeye Script
It looks like the end of Hawkeye is for real, bro.sad news, folks.
clint slips from a rooftop while firing an arrow, hits three balconies on his way down and end up butt first on an old and wet mattress that was going for the trash
parkour, says kate on their intercom
wntersoldier-deactivated2015080:
Why do you still have a phone with a cord on the wall?
How did you know it was me?
Hawkeye #15 – “Fun and Games”
written by Matt Fraction
art by David Aja
clint is v important to me, ok
Katie, don’t you die down here. I’ll never forgive myself if you do.
Let them all come, Clint. Let every last one of those tracksuit-wearing sub-verbal bullying murderous scumbags come at us. Because you and me? Together? Together, Clint, I think you and me are the person we both wish we could be. And I know that person… I know that person is worth something. I know that person can… can pretty much do anything.