hell there! my name is casey, she/her pronouns. i'm 19 years old and a college student. eastern standard for timezone. this is a selective and private clint barton, 616 and mcu based. my main faceclaim these days for clint is RYAN GOSLING, but if you want Renner icons for whatever reason, let me know. clint is not my only muse, so be patient with me when im not on. never pressure me for replies, please. i promise it'll only piss me off.
my thread lenghts depend on the person or reply i get. i usually do between one liners and paragraphs. i always try to match lengt. i use a small bit of formatting, but i don't expect you to. however, i really don't like when the reply has giant gifs, especially when its from the gif finder function of tumblr. sorry, its my only little thing that turns me off with threads.
i love memes. i love getting and sending them. do not reblog memes from me to every single one of your blogs if you don't plan on sending one it. if you keep doing that, i'll block you. it pisses me off. i try to do reblog karma.
this is a big no. and i will leave it at that.
i am multi ship, and ship chemistry. i do not, and never will, ship frosthawk. i'm also not a big fan of hawksilver, but i could do it.
i am multi verse, and i have several closed verses. you can check that out non my verse page.
im totally up for plots! just message me if you eve want to!
i love them! this is very simple, if you want to do something and you're from another fandom, tell me!
if i follow you back, i want to rp! but if i am not following you, do not like any start calls, they are not for you.
all nsfw and triggers will be tagged, let me know if i miss anything though!
Name: Character Name Here
Codename: ????
Nicknames: This is obvious
Age: 30.
Birthdate: July 4th, 1918
Species: Unicorn
Gender: Female
Orientation: Pansexual (Demi-Romantic)
Profession: ???
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: ????
Abilities: Interesting Things Here
Hobbies:OR more interesting things here
Positive: Good things here
Negative: Bad things here
Colors: Blues, Browns
Smells: Earth - Nature, Coffee
Textures: Cotton, jeans
Drinks: BOURBON
Smokes: No
Drugs: No
Driver License: Yes
Ever Been Arrested?:No.
@xclintcn || Continued from here.
Skye knew it probably made her terrible, that she didn’t want Clint to go with his brother, but she knew Barney didn’t want her to come along, and Clint was the closest thing she’d ever had to family. She didn’t want him to leave. She didn’t want to be alone again.
As bad as she felt for even asking him, it was almost entirely smothered by the intense relief that washed through her when he turned to her and not only answered, but promised. No one had ever promised her that before, and Clint hadn’t ever lied to her.
She was moving before even thinking about it, throwing her arms around him and burying her face against his front. “Thank you, Clint.”
Clint wrapped his arms around her, his head buried against hers, breathing her in as he closed his eyes, sighing a little as he let that breath out. Yeah. Maybe this was where he belonged. These were the people who treated him the best, weirdly enough when you’re talking about carnies.
( okay, maybe not all of them are great, but they weren’t putting him out on the street. )
And he loved his brother, he did. But him and Barney were different. They wanted different things, clearly. Barney was ready to be a soldier; Clint couldn’t do that. He couldn’t see himself as an army man.
But he could see himself here, by Skye’s side. That was the closest thing to a future he could see. Maybe when they were older they’d leave this place, find something normal, together, but not today.