Hawkeye is an action-adventure show about Marvel superhero. It follows Hawkeye training young heroes and battling crime with his sidekick, Kate Bishop. Expect lots of thrills and laughs. Perfect for fans who love a good mix of action and humor. Don’t miss it!

Meet the characters from Hawkeye

Hawkeye

Clint Barton is the grumpy, dad-level archer who somehow still makes aim look effortless even when he’s clearly running on three hours of sleep and leftover pizza. He’s a relentless strike-first, ask-questions-never kind of guy — but also the most embarrassing softie when it comes to family stuff (yes, he cries at commercials, don’t tell him I said that). He complains about memories and trauma like it’s a hobby, and then quietly builds a Christmas for the kids because of course he does. He swears he hates attention yet will dramatically pop out of nowhere to steal a scene, and also will absolutely choose comfort over style 9 times out of 10 (sweatpants forever). Somewhere between the arrows and wisecracks there’s a guy who tries to do the right thing, even if he grumbles about it the whole time.

Kate Bishop

Kate is the bright, relentless kid-on-a-mission who idolizes Hawkeye and refuses to accept “no” as an option — seriously, she is endless energy with a bow. She’s clever, a little reckless, and fashionably scrappy (combat boots under a blazer, naturally), and she talks faster than she thinks which leads to both genius plans and very awkward moments. She swipes comic-book-level bravado from her heroes but under that is a stubborn moral spine and a knack for improvising (also collects mugs, maybe too many mugs). Sometimes she’s painfully earnest and sometimes she’s a tiny sociopath in the best way — like both entirely charming and slightly terrifying, in short bursts. If you’ve seen her flip from school-girl angst to total badass in a single scene, you know exactly what I mean.

Jack Duquesne

Jack is the supremely polished, slightly slinky foil who acts like British furniture — smooth, expensive, and possibly hiding a secret compartment. He fences with the kind of grace that makes you either swoon or be suspicious (or both) and has this old-money, theatrical vibe; also he drinks tea but will absolutely order a complicated cocktail to impress someone, contradiction totally built in. He’s charming in a way that feels practiced, maybe rehearsed, and he’s simultaneously tragic and petty depending on the episode — he can be tender, and then three scenes later be petty with perfect timing. I always get the sense he’s reading a different script than everyone else but somehow nails his lines, which makes him dangerously unpredictable.

Kazi

Kazi (yeah, big guy with the soft voice sometimes) is the muscle with a weirdly specific code of honor and layers you only see if you look for them—stoic, fierce, occasionally paternal in the strangest, most awkward way. He rarely yells but when he moves you notice, like a slow-moving wrecking ball who remembers birthdays (I think?) and has a small, secret hobby like collecting random coins or stealing street snacks. He’s loyal to the Tracksuit crew but not blind; there’s a loyalty-versus-morals tension that hums under everything he does, and he’ll surprise you with tenderness one minute and terrifying silence the next. Also, I’m pretty sure he has a favorite sandwich that he won’t share and will glare if you even look at it.

Ivan

Ivan is the hulking, silent type who reads like “big dog energy” but who also will inexplicably smile at a cat, so try not to be too intimidated. He’s the kind of brickhouse henchman who’s surprisingly straightforward — give him a job, he does it — but every once in a while he shows up in tiny domestic moments (like licking a spoon? I may be imagining that) and it totally disarms you. He’s stubbornly practical, a little moody, and has that forever-confused-but-committed vibe; also accents are fuzzy so forget what nationality he’s listed as, it’s all pleasantly ambiguous. Dangerous in a fight, mildly sentimental in private, and way more complicated than a tracksuit suggests.

Tomas

Tomas is the older, scarred enforcer who initially reads as calm and almost paternal but has this terrifying, single-minded edge that flips the second you sneeze wrong in his neighborhood. He’s efficient, deadly, and haunted-looking, like someone who’s made too many hard choices and refuses to apologize — except sometimes he lets a weirdly soft moment slip through, like humming to himself in a kitchen, which ruins his menace (in the best way). He’s loyal in an old-school, brutal way; you get the sense he measures people against a code only he remembers, and that code doesn’t always read as moral. You can’t quite tell if you’re supposed to pity him or fear him and that is exactly the point.

Laura Barton

Laura is the calm domestic anchor everyone low-key underestimates until she quietly becomes the most formidable person in the room (she’s the calm after a gunfight, honestly). She cooks like it’s a tactical skill, knows Clint’s messiest secrets, and rolls her eyes with Olympic-level precision — also she has that secret past-agent vibe where she might casually know how to disable three different kinds of gadgetry. Warm, pragmatic, and a little mischievous, she can go from apron-wearing mom to “stop that nonsense” in half a breath, which is both hilarious and adorable. Honestly, she’s the emotional heart who also might have six throw pillows that are actually concealment devices — or that’s definitely what I’d like to believe.