Oct 26, 2012
Okay, I owe everyone drabbles:
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buckybarnesdarkside
insovietrussiawintersoldiersyou
I am going in search of food, and then I'm going to make myself write these :)
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Okay, I owe everyone drabbles:
clintspookycb
buckybarnesdarkside
insovietrussiawintersoldiersyou
I am going in search of food, and then I'm going to make myself write these :)
Sometimes, I accidentally Thor.
Bang, Crash, Pow
After a while the Ops run together, and it doesn't actually matter who's catching the bullets. What matters is the constraints of the Op itself. Which targets are green. If they have to restrain and go nonlethal or if lethal responses are allowed, hell if they're preferred.
And this Op, Coulson and Barton were told all kills were good.
It was one of those ridiculous situations, where Coulson felt like his life was being taken out of the pages of a comic book or movie. They'd ended up in a warehouse, shelves and aisles stacked high with pallets and crates, their targets scattered throughout. He was up in the catwalks, a shadow, barely a shadow, the dark suit letting him disappear, hands concealed in gloves, feeling the weight of weaponry and the gnawing of an itch he'd been ignoring far too long.
"Hey. Barton." He just barely turned his head, Clint was walking on top of a row of crates, using bad lighting to his advantage, shadowing one of their targets. "I'd like to get in on this if you don't mind." His voice was low but the throat mic caught him perfectly.
Curiosity. Nothin' else.
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Hot | Beautiful | Sexy | LORD MERCY
Ahem, Greyfaces.
If you don't stop harassing my Marksman I am going to get very upset.
And very violent.
Very, very violent.
You are warned.
To the SHIELD OC’s,
Finding you guys was the best thing that ever happened to my RPing life. I still remember when all of you banded together to rescue agentsterling, which was my first real encounter with you. To this day, I still tear up when I think about it.
There are beautiful OC ships (shieldagentellis and shieldagentmorgan), SHIELD agents from other fandoms (imgonnashoottothrill, an amazing Dean Winchester), and very clever reworking of characters (alias-aaron-cross, a Clint who thinks he is Aaron Cross and clintspookycb, an awesome pre-SHIELD Clint.)
The only bad thing about having all these awesome people on my dash is that they don’t RP with me.
theagentofshield