SHIELD Agent Stanton

My name is Vivian Stanton, and I am an agent of SHIELD. I deal with intergalactic relations, meaning anything from the nine realms. ((Please read the IC, Backstory, and Head Canon pages before RPing! Just to avoid confusion.)) ((Face Claim: Paula Patton.)) ((Multi-ship through AU.)) m!a status: Open

[beyondmysights-blog]

It’s like my last giveaway, but with actual stuff to give away! And since this doesn’t rely on my creative outlets, then you’re guaranteed to receive your prize in a timely manner.

Two winners will receive personalised dogtags from this site! Whether for your character, for a painful headcanon (as above) or for you personally, they’re pretty damn sexy.

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Giveaway ends on November 1st, when I will use a random number generator to pick two winners; winners will be posted on the blog and contacted - so you must have your ask enabled.

Winners must respond within three days to discuss what they want on the tags, or another winner will be picked.

My breasts, although sort of pictured, are not included in this giveaway. Sorry.

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[thecenturionwhowillnotwait-deac]

Reblog if I can send you darker starters.

[beyondmysights-blog]

He stills, and the easy, lopsided smile drains from his face. His breath feels a little too tight, and unseeing eyes seek out the source of that voice, the shift in the couch and the faint warmth of a body that tells him that this is real.

"—Viv?"

His voice is maybe a little more hollow than it ought to be, a little more broken than he’d like. Because she just disappears and he thinks she’s gone forever, and in that time —

— he laughs, a little bitterly.

"Oh yeah," he says, hoarsely. "Can’t you tell? I’m having the time of my life."

But the anger won’t stay, either; he’s cycling through emotions faster than he can name them, settling on a sort of disbelieving humility that she’s here, that she came back, cut through with frustration that she ever left.

"A while. Yeah."

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

She ignores the anger, the bitterness, cannot dwell on it any longer than a moment. The moment is enough and she curls her fingers into a fist, keeping her eyes off of him. She takes a breath and lets it out again, slowly. Somewhere she lost the right to be angry at him for being angry. Vivian lifts her eyes and looks to him, studying him, keeping herself together.

"I didn't want to go," she says. It was a half admission and she looked away. "That's not the best excuse, but I didn't." The floor is more interesting than the blank stare on his face, she convinces herself as she stares downward. "It was explained to me as... a learning experience." She had learned. She had learned enough that she had never wanted to leave, and for her home dimension to feel sluggish and alien.

"I left as soon as the... experience was over." With a deep breath she is able to look back at him, her hands resting in her lap. "I'm sorry," she breaths, her voice cracking. "I'm so sorry. I wish I could have said something, anything, before I had to go. I wish I hadn't had to go." It is too different now, the life before this just a dream that barely felt real enough to mention. Vivian pushes her hair behind her ear. Everything has a film over it, as if she is no longer welcome in this realm. Maybe that is true.

Her gaze is almost wild as she focuses on Clint. "I missed you."

[beyondmysights-blog]

"No, don’t say anything. I’m a Jedi, I can totally tell who it is just from your presence—"

"—yeah, okay, I have no idea who’s there."

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

"That's alright," Vivian said, easing onto the couch and looking straight ahead. "I didn't think you'd recognize me just by my footsteps anyway." She looked over at him, her lips twitching into a smile. "It's been awhile, Clint." She ignored just how long. She does not want to think about it. "How are you?"

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

New Beginning || Agent Churchill

Vivian sat at the park, staring down at her coffee. She took a sip of the dark liquid, making a face as the bitterness sat in her mouth. With a swallow she rose and stalked to the nearest trash can, dumping her coffee. Sighing, she pushed her hair behind her ear and clasped her arm around herself. Daughter of an Asgardian, of Forseti? A smile tugged at her lips, bitter and loathsome. It almost sounded as false as a lot of the lies she had heard from the people she once considered friends. But it tasted like truth on her tongue when she spoke it aloud, in the darkness of her apartment, and so it had to be true.

She dropped back onto her bench and cradled her head in her hands. What, she wondered, was she supposed to do now? Earth was alien to her after meeting her father, after seeing her past and knowing what she was. Nothing felt right anymore. She looked up and sighed, hanging her head again. At least, she thought to herself, the wind was strong today, tugging at her hair.

"What," she asked the leaves dancing around her feet, "am I going to do with myself now?"

[mercenary-with-wings-blog]

Obstruction of Thought | Vivian + Clint

Belligerence could only be expected, couldn’t it? When a threat was imposed it was only instinct to return the favor, to mirror the movements of the unsuspecting adversary. The fact that the mercenary had been hired, by slight degrees (not in any way specific), to do what had been flashed to him in a brief slip up from his enemy was just a plus of the situation. A reason, a justification; no, if he confronted her, then that’d be on his own accord. You only went so far, didn’t you?

There is windy darkness, with shadow billowing out over the city like the gauzy curtains of a window. They whip and churn like the stripes of a tiger through the rain forest, appearing and disappearing as suddenly as they go. City lights twinkle coldly over the bay, hanging like frozen fireflies in the violet autumn sky. Cool weather had set in - foreboding, still chill like the bony grasp of a corpse left under frost and decay.

Tonight was, inevitably, a night for confrontation. A night for the translation of thought and threat and a general understanding of the enemy that waited, and what they wanted. Clint lights a cigarette, almost meditatively, and leans against the wall in cool judgement of passerby. Darkness increases, and he is waiting, and people become sparse on the midnight road. City that never slept his ass; there were places no one save a few dared to go after dark. New York was a ghost town on the best of its days.

"Keep your eyes wide open, right? And you’re a SHIELD agent." The mercenary calls quietly, conversationally, as he shakes off a bit of ash. He tilts his head, examining the darkness, feeling for the shifting almost undetectable presence of another. He’d seen here, and she’d seen him hadn’t she? The agent knew he had been watching, and that was why she was here. "Who do I owe the pleasure?"

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

Vivian pauses, her eyes narrowing as she focused on the shadows. She folds her arms and shakes her hair over her shoulder. "Kind of you to hide in the shadows like this," she says, staying in the light. A shudder went through her and she looked away, just for an instant, from the shadows. Then her eyes turn back, eyeing the faint outline in the shadows. "I was just passing by," she lies, her teeth chattering. Not for the first time she curses the domains her father told her she commanded.

Stiffening, she shrugs off that part of her life and focuses on the faint outline of a man and the light of the cigarette. She steps forward, reminding herself that she's a soldier and even more as she halts before one Clint Barton, swaying on her feet. She flashes her teeth at him, unsure if it's a smile or a promise of violence. "Clint Barton, right?"

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

beyondmysights replied to your post “lmao thinking about rebooting Viv HMMMM the ideas”

//dUH

//WOW GOOD BECAUSE I'D CRY IF WE DIDN'T

chewie and all that can't go away ;.;

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

mercenary-with-wings replied to your post: mercenary-with-wings replied to your post: OOC…

//YES ILL START BUT HOW DO YOU WANT IT TO START? since she’s revamped and all that?

UH UH UH IDK magic?

lol how about uhhh are we still keeping their almost romance? I looked in my liked posts and saw something like that sooo maybe they’re both sent to evaluate the other—her to keep tabs on him, him to kill her

[mercenary-with-wings-blog]

//omg sorry I left I got busy and then I forgot :u

I don’t know; I don’t think it’d be a good idea since you revamped the blog, so I’m going to say no. (Though we could build it up again, if that works out.) And yeah that could work — kind of how they met before, I think. They started out as enemies of circumstance. ;P But yeah, we could go with something like that. I’ll write up a starter tomorrow if that’s cool with you.

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

//Yeah same that sounds good!

YEAH OKAY SURE THANKS

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

mercenary-with-wings replied to your post: mercenary-with-wings replied to your post: OOC...

//YES ILL START BUT HOW DO YOU WANT IT TO START? since she’s revamped and all that?

UH UH UH IDK magic?

lol how about uhhh are we still keeping their almost romance? I looked in my liked posts and saw something like that sooo maybe they're both sent to evaluate the other--her to keep tabs on him, him to kill her

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

agentchurchill replied to your post: OOC POST Okay so I can’t ask anymore questions...

(( You want her to be an agent? :0 ))

//She was one before? Just with SHIELD. (frowns) Is it okay?

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

mercenary-with-wings replied to your post: OOC POST Okay so I can’t ask anymore questions...

//*hits the like button repeatedly* Of course I want to jump into something with you like yes

OKAY SO DO YOU WANNA START OR

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

OOC POST

Okay so I can't ask anymore questions maaan so here's the story:

I'm revamping Viv but it's already done? She's got her family back but she also knows about her dad being a norse god so she's sorta come to terms with that.

I'd like her to be in the extraterrestrial part of SHIELD/SWORD but I admittedly don't know much about that so I'd love some guidance on it if that's possible ;.;

But yeaaah I already have a good idea of what she would be like? So if you both wanna jump in...

[thetimelordmacabre]

What if the MUN had a warning label? What would it say?

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

lmao thinking about rebooting Viv HMMMM the ideas

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

ilonaesl replied to your post: OOC: //waves hi i’m here who wants to play

[[ Welcome back. Been a while. :)

IT SURE HAS HI

[shieldagentstanton-blog]

OOC:

//waves

hi i'm here who wants to play