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maynotthecavalry‌:

May smiled back, “And every time you told me that, I ignored you and did it anyway.”

She smiled into his kiss, “Though I have to say you’re more convincing this time.”

May idly played with his hand in hers. “I’m all in, Phil. Besides the family we’ve built together– a family that is stronger together– we have nothing left to lose. We’re at the end of the world. No more obligations to Shield. No more red tape. No more steps back and no more excuses. I love you and I promise to do my part to do what it takes to keep us working and our family together.”

“We really should get back to work otherwise that horde is going to end up in our bed again tonight,” she said, smiling again.

Coulson smirked, squeezing her hand as she spoke. He nodded, “I agree, as much as I love the kids, I can’t imagine another small foot to my face.” He winked and kissed her cheek again before moving to get back to constructing the beds.

“Ororo has been looking after Chuck, says she’s doing okay.”

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agentjemmaannesimmons‌:

“There’s nothing left of me, sir. Nothing good anyway,” she whispered through tears. Part of her wanted to push him away for his own protection from her. Another part of her, the selfish part, perhaps, wanted to let him comfort her. She let that part win.

“We’ve been through hell before, but as a team. I was only strong because we were a team. But out there I was alone and saw who I really was. The version of me who was on your team is still lost out there–probably gone forever–just like half our team–just like Fitz,” Jemma said, shaking and crying.

“I don’t buy that, not at all.” Phil commented, keeping a hold of her. Rubbing her back he said. “We all had to do things I don’t think any of us could honestly be proud of out there to survive. I know I did.” He said sadly, “I know things seem lost at the moment, but if you ever trusted me, trust me now.” He said sincerely. “I’ve never stirred any of my team wrong, and I’d never lie to you. But I know you’re in there. You just have to find your own way back.”

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survivingwidow‌:

“It’s okay, Clint’s not here… You can admit you both prefer me” she smiled at him, taking a sip of her coffee.

She shook her head, “We’re just waiting for Bobbi to feel ready… I think she plans to do it soon. With the baby…” The timing was certainly going to be complicated if they left it too late…

“That’s obvious,” Coulson chuckled, “we know that and I’m pretty sure that Clint knows that too.” He took a drink and nodded.

“Well, you know I’m here for you, one hundred percent.” Coulson smiled softly at her. “Even if it’s just to make sure Barton keeps out of your hair while you’re resting.”

Natasha smiled a little sadly at Coulson and reached to give his hand a gentle squeeze. “I don’t think you have to worry about Clint, I’m sure he’ll be plenty busy soon enough…” He had a baby on the way, and though he would never admit it, he was somewhat competing with Steve… She didn’t expect to see much of the three of them when the baby made an appearance.

Coulson squeezed her hand back and said. “Well, no matter what goes on. You know you can count on me.” That was honest and true. While he’d never admit it to Barton or some of the others, he would to Nat. He often felt like they were his first kids. Always protecting, always defending. They were family. A crazy, fucked up version of a family but they were family nonetheless. “You’ll be alright.”

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MY PARENTS

Mama!May being soft

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maynotthecavalry‌:

“We just have so much to get done all the time. It’s a never ending list. I’ve never let a cold stop me before,” she sighed.

She groaned in response, “If you’ve just jinxed us, you have to deal with the next problem all on your own.”

A smile spread across her face and she sat up enough to place a kiss on his lips.

“Me too.” She paused before asking something she had been ignoring for awhile. “This is going to work out, right? The two of us seem so simple, but everything else is so complicated.”

“Alright, fair.”

Coulson smiled and kept a hold of her, “I know, and I’m sure pretty much every time that I’ve seen you sick, I’ve been there to tell you to sit down and rest a minute.” He grinned, kissing her again.

He pondered the question, “I want us to work out, I feel like we can. With everything so uncertain and turbulent, nothing is for certain.” He smiled softly, “but II can’t imagine anyone I’d rather have next to me. Horde of little kids and all.”

agentjemmaannesimmons‌:

Jemma cried into the crook of Coulson’s neck. She was barely holding herself up and wasn’t sure how long she stood there crying. Eventually, she began mumbling on repeat, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Her body was shaking. Her voice was coarse from crying as she whispered, “You should just give up on me. I already have.”

“Now when have you ever known me to give up on anyone?” Coulson said, keeping a hold of her, rubbing her back. “We’ve all been through hell, Jemma, you know that, we all do.” Kissing the top of her head he said, “we’re all in this, together. Whenever you doubt yourself, you come and find me, okay?”

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survivingwidow‌:

“It’s okay, Clint’s not here… You can admit you both prefer me” she smiled at him, taking a sip of her coffee.

“That’s obvious,” Coulson chuckled, “we know that and I’m pretty sure that Clint knows that too.” He took a drink and nodded.

“Well, you know I’m here for you, one hundred percent.” Coulson smiled softly at her. “Even if it’s just to make sure Barton keeps out of your hair while you’re resting.”

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themockingbirdsings‌:

Bobbi sighed, took another mouthful of ice cream, and allowed the spoon to stay in her mouth as she thought. With nothing more constructive to say she came to, “I wonder what the big thing is going to be when my kid’s a teenager. There’s always something, and the universe needs to pay me back for everything I put my mom through.” She made a face, “Not to make it all about me.”

Coulson smirked and said, “oh trust me, I don’t mind the change in topic.” Taking one last bite of his ice cream he said, “not that I would ever give anyone parenting advice because god knows, I’ve messed that up.” He took a napkin and wiped at his mouth, “but if there’s anything that is always gonna be absolute, teenagers will always find something to clash with their parents about.” He smiled and said, “not to get mushy, but I think you’re going to make a great parent, I mean that.”

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maynotthecavalry‌:

May leaned her forehead into his kiss. It somehow helped her relax ever so slightly. She wanted to protest taking a break and just finish the work so she could lay down, but he was already tugging on her and she didn’t have the energy to resist. Plus, if the spot he was talking about was away from the kids, it might be nice. They didn’t exactly get a lot of alone time.

When he pulled her down on a bale of hay with him, she rested her head on his shoulder with a smile and entwined her fingers with his. She looked up at him when he asked her a question, only getting the urge to punch him after his teasing about it. Instead she settled for glaring at him in the special way she reserved for him.

After a moment, she shrugged off the question. “I’m just coming down with a common cold. I’ll be fine once I sleep it off.”

“Well don’t push yourself love,” Phil said as he got comfortable next to her. “Just take a moment and enjoy the fact we can have an adult conversation without someone needing something from us.” He joked with a grin.

Looking at her, Phil said, “I’m really glad you’re here, with me.”

agentjemmaannesimmons‌:

“No,” Jemma called out, snapping slightly back to reality. “Please!”

The next part came out as a whimper, trailing off, “Please, don’t leave me…I don’t want to be alone.”

She began crying harder. She knew this request was unreasonable. She knew she didn’t deserve it. But she was terrified with being alone with everything in her head.

Phil turned back to look at her, “okay, it’s okay. . .” Walking back over to her, Phil gently pulled her into a hug, just standing there holding her. “I’ve got you, I’m not going anywhere, okay?”

Holding her, Phil remained quiet, “I’ve got you. . .”

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themockingbirdsings‌:

“I wish she would realise, for both your sakes, that you should treasure the time you have with each other. Anything could happen with the way the world is now.” Bobbi sighed, unable to keep her mind from wandering to the sight of her undead mother.

She scooped another spoonful of ice cream, “I imagine May’s entourage might be rubbing Chuck the wrong way. Is there some kind of gesture you can give, show her that you intend to prioritise her?”

He nodded, “I agree, and I’ve tried conveying that to her, you know? But, she’s fifteen, and thinks she knows everything. Granted, she was on her own for damn near a year, it’s just, complicated.”

Phil thought on her comment and said, “it’s very well possible, it’s always been her and me, throw in some very eager little kids and I’m sure it isn’t sitting with her well.”

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survivingwidow‌:

Natasha offered Phil a small smile. Bionic eye, she could survive with that. If she survived the surgery… Not that she and Phil needed to discuss that now, if she died, she had a note already written with his name on…

“May was a good teacher, she was always far better with me than she was with Clint, or particularly, Clint and me together…” Nat looked to him, “You, May, Clint… You guys were like the first family I ever had”

Phil nodded, “I feel the same way.” He patted her arm and said, “that meant May likes you. Clint, well, he’s an acquired taste I feel.” He smirked and took a drink. “is there anything I can do for you in the mean time?”

causewere-connected

Alone |Coulson & Stark|

causewere-connected‌:

Tony had doubt that his face spoke volumes when the suggestion that his works could have been what saved a young life. He understood that everyone needed to hold onto something if they wanted to keep hold of there sanity but the fact she used some suggestions to adapt and maintain safety was indeed a feat in itself. Originally, for Tony, it had been the look on the first ones saved. witnessing the gratitude etched across there faces and tears staining their cheeks revealing the most horrific stories.

“Colour me impressed!” was the first words to fall from his mouth. And he was. “I’ll have some sort of invitation sent out and take it from there, but back to you…” What could he ask him? or even say for that matter. For all Coulson knew he was on some all expenses paid for vacation while the reality was … let’s just say different. Not to mention, in all seriousness, Tony was hardly a dependable source when it came to commenting on teenage behavior. “Need me to talk to Clint and Nat about roughhousing in the compound?” despite how it came across he wasn’t making fun of the uncalled-for actions of fellow teammates.

Coulson chuckled, “Clint’s got his own drama as does Nat, so thankfully right now, they’re not my main issue.” He smirked and said, “I’m ok. Despite the apocalypse, despite my had being chopped off by the daughter of the Wolverine, despite my kid hating my guts. I’m good.” He smirked and said, “I know that seems like something crazy and dumb but, I’m doing as well as one could expect, considering the circumstances.”

Looking at Tony, Coulson asked, “what about you? Haven’t done anything recently that I’d have to pull out my tazer for have you?”

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maynotthecavalry‌:

May, Coulson, and the kids were still cramped into the tiny dorm May had originally been assigned. It was cramped. All the kids were stuck in the same room still. Sure, with the expansion, there were houses available that they could easily claim, but it seemed every time the topic came up, something else came up too: May had to do something or Phil was needed somewhere. So, they were just trying to make the best of it.

But the kids were cramped up in the tiny room. The girls had been sharing a bed because a third bed could not possibly fit in the room. Finding a place to do homework was a nightmare sometimes too. The kids were trying hard not to complain about the situation, but May could tell it was weighing on them too. And that’s how she and Coulson found themselves building bunk beds for the girls and a loft bed for Jacob, allowing for significantly more space and giving the girls their own beds.

May was definitely not the visionary for the project and instead was content to follow Coulson’s orders. After completing her current task, she climbed down the ladder they had set up. She rested her head on Coulson’s shoulder once she stepped down and then took a deep breath. She had been feeling a little woozy and nauseated lately. She was really hoping she wasn’t catching a cold. The last thing they needed was her getting sick and passing it to all the kids.

When the wave passed she looked up at Coulson with a smirk and asked mockingly, “What’s next, boss?” @agentrpcoulson

Coulson had noticed that may wasn’t feeling well, kissing her temple he said, “how about we take a break, I think we both could use it.” Taking her hand he playfully tugged on her arm. “Come on, I got a good spot where we can relax.” Guiding her away from the work, he walked towards the barn and the hay bales, sitting down he tugged on her arm to have him join her.

“Don’t hit me but, are you feeling alright? You look a bit pale.”

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themockingbirdsings‌:

She sat down, crossing her legs under her as Coulson got things organised for them. She accepted her spoon and peeled the lid off the tub of ice cream. “Well, the way I described it to Jess the other day was that I feel like a human fishbowl.” She took a spoonful of ice cream.

“Things down here have been pretty uneventful though. Science is slow. What about you?” She put the spoon in her mouth.

“My kid still hates me,” Coulson said, digging into the ice cream himself, “I’m not sure if I should just give up or hold out.” Eating the ice cream he shook his head, “I mean I know I’d never give up on her, despite her pure disdain for me at the moment.”

“But May is here now, which is nice.” Coulson said, “someone that I can talk to that doesn’t hate my guts, at least unless I give her a reason to hate me.’

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