#agentbraiden

[beyondmysights-blog]

☠ because you're such an amazing writer and I adore you and your Clint and you're far too quality for the likes of somebody like me. Your plots move me, your drabbles are amazing, you inspire me each and every time I see you on my dash and I wish I could interact more with you because you truly brighten my day. You're absolutely fantastic and never let anyone tell you otherwise <3

Sweetheart, no one is ever 'too quality' for anyone else. Writing, RP in particular, is a two way street; with only one person, it's pointless. It takes two to metaphorically tango and to create a masterpiece. Writing, for me, is all about emotion, and those emotions are created in a dialogue between two people.

It means the world to me that you like my writing! But I want you to like your writing for what it is, too. You're excellent . <3

[beyondmysights-blog]

[text]You’re really cute when you sleep

[text] ...Braiden, that's creepy

[text] So creepy.

[text] I need to start locking my door.

[text] I am not a spectator sport!

[beyondmysights-blog]

x

Like every year, SHIELD insists that there will be no official Christmas party.

Like every year, one gets organised somehow anyway, so that Christmas eve sees ninety percent of the organisation crammed into a couple of over-enthusiastically decorated function rooms with not quite enough alcohol to go around.

Clint's busy sourcing more alcohol in order to uphold the fine Christmas tradition of spiking the punch, and has indeed managed to get his hands on a bottle of vodka from nowhere that Natasha needs to know about. She can't kill him, it's Christmas.

He's re-entering the room when he bumps into Elizabeth, who looks like she's just about had enough and is retreating to somewhere a little less crowded for the evening.

She smiles at him a little, and he grabs her by the shoulder, spinning her around and dragging her back towards the party.

"Hey now, don't go anywhere yet; things are about to get exciting." He wiggles the bottle of vodka (and his eyebrows) in explanation, and then glances up at the door lintel above them, a grin forming on his face. He darts forward, presses a kiss to her cheek.

"Mistletoe," he says, pointing upwards. "An' we all know it's unlucky not to. Stick around and keep your eye on it -- I guarantee you'll see something hilarious by the end of the night."

And then he's gone, back through the crowd, taking a straight path to the punch bowl.

[what-the-stark]

*throws own URL at* *scurries away*

My first impression on the Url or their character:

I remember thinking she was a well designed OC when I first checked her out, plausible and thoughtful in the little details that really make a character come to life.

Do I Rp with them?:

I do. ^^

Do I want to Rp with them?:

Of course!

Do I ever have any gifwars or talk to them?:

We chat on skype sometimes <3

My opinion on their character:

Lovingly developed, and an appealing character overall.

Overall statement:

The mun is a sweet gal and a solid writer who (though busy lately) clearly puts a lot of effort into her offerings, and the muse is entirely worthy of a second and third look. *shoves all of you gently towards her blog*

[beyondmysights-blog]

Happy Birthday Clint! I feel bad that I didn't get you anything...

"Thanks, Braiden. Don't worry about the gift, I got m'self plenty of 'em in the bar..."

[beyondmysights-blog]

•3•

I got the gift of one-liners,

She wants the world to see.

Been hidin' out,

I'm afraid of the morning,

This is a seasonal affair.

[what-the-stark]

//*clears throat* *sings* Whoooooo Is that girl I see~? Bursting with Koala Tea~ Why is what-the-stark such a great RPer~?

"How many of these have you had?"((NOPE jfc, the sound I just made was not human XD adjsjfkdslg come here and let me love you <3 ))

[beyondmysights-blog]

Clint, I went on a baking spree and I have too much food. Fancy helping me eat it? And probably taking home a couple of pies and some bread?

"It's against my life rules to refuse baked goods."