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FITZ WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU PACKED ANY SNACKS. ©

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open for Fitzes - au in which they talk after the pod - no undercover time but missions instead

He was doing slightly better, but his progress wasn’t going as fast as it should have thanks to her inability to do anything right. But he was doing better, and that was what mattered.

And then, one night after a particularly successful rehab session, laying on top of his bed, Jemma had just gone for it. “About what you said when we were at the bottom of the ocean…” 

“I’m not… sure I understood… because I… I think I could see what you meant but I don’t think you could have possibly meant that when you know what I am.” 

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there  were  days  where  he  hardly  felt  like  moving  out  of  bed,  where  breathing  seemed  like  it  was  a  struggle.  there  were  days  where  all  he  wanted  to  do  was  give  up.  fitz  was  struggling.  but,  seemingly  more  frequent  lately,  there  were  days  where  he  felt  like  something  was  actually  getting  better  for  him.  today  was  one  of  those  days.  he  had  been  able  to  do  the  button  of  his  jeans  without  any  assistance,  though  he  had  asked  for  help  with  his  shirt.  therapy  had  gone  well.  he  was  making  progress  with  his  hand,  though  not  enough  to  be  doing  what  he  wanted  to  in  the  lab.  

he  had  insisted  on  making  them  tea  himself  when  they  got  back  to  his  room,  using  his  electric  kettle.  they  deserved  it  after  the  workout  he  was  put  through.  her  words  startle  him,  the  cup  falling  out  of  his  hands  &  onto  the  desk.  a  curse  slips  out,  though  thankfully  there’s  nothing  in  it  &  it’s  not  broken.  “  there’s  not.....  there’s  nothing......  “  he  sighs,  frustrated  as  he  turns  to  look  over  at  her,  “  it  never  m-mattered  to  uh.....  to  me.  you  are  jemma.  “  

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sosadandyetsoamazing​:

Jemma narrows her eyes, listening to him speak. His hesitations, stuttering, makes her think it has to do with him being hurt. He’s about to cry, over her, and that touches her. Her feelings are still very far away from her, she can’t decide by herself how to react after all, she’s always been told; but even this way, she can recognize that she’s not neutral to it, that she means something in his life and that matters. “Well, I’m not surprised they did. If you were close to me, they wouldn’t tell you they are letting me go away, not if they think I’m expendable and they might not fight to get me back.” That at least made perfect sense to her, lies and secrets.  

“It’s alright if you want to cry. You are human,” she offers quietly. It’s supposed to be a relief, from what she knows. We were best friends, he had said. Maybe. “Yes. You can show me what you want,” she answers then, all the while thinking about the fact that he’s suggesting he’ll fight his team to keep her from getting imprisoned again. 

“  no  one....  they  don’t  think  that.  “  fitz  presses  his  lips  together,  clenching  his  fist  together  to  stop  it  from  shaking  so  much.  he  didn’t  want   to  seem  weak,  not  now.  not  when  she  needed  him.  even  if  she  hadn’t  been  there  for  him,  he  would  be  there  for  her.  “  you  aren’t.  expendable.  “  he  had  been  lost  without  jemma.  he  knew  it  was  the  same  for  them.  at  least  he  thought  it  was.  even  with  their  new  friends,  it  would  never  replace  how  vital  she  was  to  their  team.  “  i  don’t  want  to.  “  he  furrowed  his  eyebrows  at  her,  a  few  tears  escaping,  “  i  want  to.....  be  strong.  “  for  you.  he  can’t  say  it,  instead  lifting  his  phone  out  of  his  pocket.  he  had  upgraded  the  memory  &  battery  on  all  of  them.  there  were  hundreds  of  moments  saved  on  it.  things  him  &  jemma  had  done,  places  they  had  seen.  

“  when  we  graduated.  my  mum,  she  took  us  out  for  dinner.  “  they  had  gotten  their  assignments  &  there  was  such  relief  at  not  being  torn  apart.  plus,  it  wasn’t  just  any  cadet  that  got  to  work  at  hq.  there  was  reason  to  celebrate.  they  hadn’t  been  able  to  explain  much  of  the  work  they’d  been  doing,  but  his  mum  had  taken  what  she  could.  he  swiped  over  to  a  photo  featuring  a  much  younger  pair.  fitz  was  grimacing  at  the  camera,  but  jemma  was  smiling  politely.  he  still  remembered  the  day  vividly.  “  she  asked  me.....  um....  afterwards.  if  i  was  in  love  with  you.  “  he  hadn’t  meant  to  say  that,  but  it  comes  out  anyways.  it  was  true.  “  she  c-cares  about  you  too.  “  he  didn’t  look  at  her  as  he  swiped  around  for  another  photo,  this  time  featuring  them  only  months  ago,  in  front  of  the  ancient  ruins,  “  you  took  this  one.  “  

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ilu 😘

Idk why im just now realizing this was here but ily kat and i miss you so so much!! 

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Out of all the surprises that had come from the anomaly, Kara was overjoyed (after the initial shock that she had lost so much time, so many things and people…) to discover that there was something good that had happened while she was away: that something good being the infant that she was holding so carefully in her arms, and the official reunion of her parents. She’d always known that Fitz and Simmons would get together, everyone had — she’d just never imagined that she would miss out on it. “I  — “ didn’t ask for what happened, but i’m surprised to find that you came all this way, just hearing that I had returned. She doesn’t say it, she can’t, not when she’s so grateful just to see his face again. She’s hardly had time to register what had happened to SHIELD, and the events that surrounded its fall, but she can see the consequences of those events written plainly across her best friend’s face: and when he lays his head down onto her shoulder, her head leans against it in support. In reciprocation of his words: that what had happened to him, he also did not deserve. Except, of course, for the quietly babbling baby with curiously curled fingers around a chunk of Kara’s hair. “It’s weird knowing that I lost so much time, when just the other day I was…I was with you all. You and Jemma, still completely ignoring your feelings for each other….Skye  — Daisy,” she corrects herself, remembering when Fitz had updated her. “I don’t even have…anywhere to go, I can’t even offer you money for the sushi, I mean what am…I clearly don’t have a job anymore, since…” another pause as she takes a breath, looking down at Fitz’s daughter. “But I have you. All of you…”

fitz   knew  how  weird  it  was  for  him,  seeing  kara  in  the  flesh.  after  going  to  a  fake  grave  site  for  two  years,  holding  his  wife  tight  against  his  side,  feeling  nothing.  it  hadn’t  been  because  he  didn’t  miss  her,  he  just  knew  that  she  wasn’t  actually  there.  it  had  been  a  hole  in  the  ground  for  their  team  to  throw  their  grief  at.  he  couldn’t  imagine  how  weird  it  was  for  her,  as  if  no  time  went  by  at  all.  to  her  they  had  been  together  only  days  ago.  he  could  remember  the  last  time  he  saw  her,  hugging  her  as  she  left  for  her  leave.  telling  her  to  have  a  safe  flight.  he  had  sent  her  a  meme  with  a  monkey  after  she  had  boarded.  

she  looked  just  like  she  had  five  years  ago.  was  she  technically  younger  than  him  now  ??  how  did  that  work  ??  he  didn’t  understand  it.  time  was  a  funny  thing.  “  i  wish  i  could  explain  it  all.  “  he  murmured,  sighing.  he  reached  over  to  hold  his  infant’s  small  foot  in  his  hand,  smiling  softly.  “  don’t.  you  do.  you  have  a  home  with  us,  if  you  want  it.  we’ll  figure  it  all  out,  i  promise.  “  it  probably  wasn’t  a  promise  he  should  have  made.  he  didn’t  know  if  he  could  keep  it.  that  was  field  agent  day  one  stuff,  not  that  he  had  ever  actually  passed  his  field  assessments.  

“  you  have  me.  jemma.  daisy.  this  little  monkey.  your  family.  “  Fitz  wished  he  could  give  her  something  to  explain  the  last  five  years.  it  would  make  it  easier  than  him  trying  to  figure  out  exactly  what  to  say.  the  things  that  he  prioritized  may  not  be  what  she’s  looking  for.  “  is  there  anything  i  can  do  ??  any  questions  i  can  answer  ??  “  he  had  tried  to  tell  her  the  most  important  things,  but  he  knew  there  was  still  so  much  that  she  didn’t  know.  “  anything.  “ 

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Fitz + second chances 

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FITZ WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU PACKED ANY SNACKS. ©

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simmcns​:

     “   if   i   couldn’t   watch   it,   it   wasn’t   interesting!   that’s   just   obvious!   besides,   i   wasn’t   going   to   SAY   anything   about   it.   because   i’m   considerate   of   your   choices   when   it’s   your   turn   to   pick.   ”   arms   crossed   over   her   chest   defensively   as   he   stood.   “   i   resent   that   accusation.   i   can   appreciate   sentiment,   fitz!   ”   she   shook   her   head   in   disapproval,   but   she   knew   the   disagreement   would   be   forgotten   within   the   next   few   minutes.   “   what   do   you   want   for   dinner?   ”

fitz  continued  to  frown  at  her,  tempted  to  pull  the  plug  on  movie  night  just  on  principal.  but  he’s  always  been  weak  for  jemma’s  cooking  so  he  just  sighs  dramatically,  hands  on  his  hips,  “  something  that  will  put  me  in  a  food  coma,  make  me  forget  that  you’ve  betrayed  me  like  this.  “  now  his  dramatics  are  clearly  on  purpose.  serves  her  right.  

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mrsc​:

                                               she   watches   as   the   lab   tech   leaves   ,   herself   surprised   by   the   outburst   .   eyes   trail   the   tech   ,   then   goes   back   to   fitz   ,   silent   as   she   stands   by   the   station   until   he   acknowledges   her   .    “     hey   ,   maybe   he   is   .   i   haven’t   worked   with   him   yet   ,   so   i   don’t   know   .     ———-   are   you   doing   alright   ?     ”

fitz  sighs,  pushing  samples  into  holders  as  he  tried  to  control  the  shaking  in  his  hand.  it  wasn’t  a  good  day.  “  i’m  fine.  “  he  all  but  bites  out,  turning  a  moment  later  to  look  at  her,  “  sorry.  it’s  uh....  didn’t  sleep  much.  “  

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“And you thrive when watching me be a mean boss to others, and with thrive I mean you have very inappropriate thoughts about it,” she retorted mercilessly, giving him the same smile she gave idiots like Nathanson when she knew she had better cards in her hands. 

“I got it. I’m up for another promotion, remember?” she reminded him, this time in a particularly uncaring tone - since coming from Mace it meant nothing beside being another step forward in her plan. “Although your help at the lab is beyond enough, believe it or not. I can’t deal with the new recruits when I’m too stressed to play nice. And I don’t mean to come off as insensitive but I wish Coulson had given up already. He’s just making it harder for me to keep covering his missteps and I can’t even tell him I’m doing that in the first place. Daisy won’t come back until she wants to come back, if he wants to help her he should worry about getting rid of Watchdogs so she doesn’t has to fight them all on her own. But the higher I get, the more I can take care of that problem. Even if it means sucking it up to a naive idiot until I’m the one in control of everything—Am I being creepy again?” she had taken the habit of asking Fitz when she wasn’t sure. Sometimes she did sound like a villain and she had given her loving boyfriend the duty of pointing that out.

fitz’s  eyes  widen  at  her  clear  call  out,  his  face  &   ears  turning  red  as   she  spoke.  he  took  a  sip  of  his  pop  to  give  himself  a  few  moments  to  think  of  a  reply  that  wouldn’t  give  up  the  fact  that  he  was  absolutely  gone  for  her.  yes,  maybe  there  was  a  part  of  him  that  loved  to  watch  her  take  charge,  obliterate  men  with  her  words  &  power.  she  wouldn’t  want  someone  intimidated  by  her  mind,  they  both  knew  that.  he  cleared  his  throat,  stuffing  some  more  chicken  in  his  mouth,  listening  to  her  talk  about  work  again.  give  him  a  moment  to  cool  down.  the  thought  of  mace  made  it  easy  enough.  what  a  wanker.  

“  who  would’ve  thought  that  i’d  be  the  teacher.  “  fitz  could  easily  say  that  he  wasn’t  the  best  at  it.  his  patience  for  anyone  but  jemma  was  lacking  to  say  the  least.  “  you  know  it’s  hard  on  him.  she’s  like  his  uh......  he’s  like  her  father.  “  it  was  difficult  on  all  of  them,  daisy  being  gone,  but  he  knew  mack  &  coulson  were  taking  it  especially  hard.  but  jemma  was  right.  they  were  making  it  harder  for  her  to  do  her  job.  “  not  everyone  can  tell  when  you’re  playing  for  both  teams,  jem.  “  he  reminded  her,  raising  his  brows.  he  knew  that  some  of  them  looked  at  her  rising  rank  as  a  betrayal  to  what  their  team  fought  for.  he  had  too,  in  the  beginning.  it  took  too  long  for  him  to  realize  that  jemma  was  doing  it  for  them.  

“  i  think  you’re  using  your  strengths.  nothing  wrong  with  that.  “  he  moved  his  chair  closer,  laying  an  arm  around  the  back  of  hers.  “  do  uh....  do  you  want  me  to  talk  to  him  ??  “  he  wasn’t  sure  if  it  would  do  anything,  but  if  she  thought  it  would,  he’d  give  it  a  shot.  

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sosadandyetsoamazing​:

Jemma had had no idea to know if she had spent her whole life this way, just hiding the other side of her, she had no idea if there had been a virus involved making it more real than it had ever been. But the way he had said it, he truly believed this was proof. It was interesting, at least, to imagine a life in which she had not been known to be a weapon, and the change into it had been recent and something she had only told this man.  “I was told I was kept here to be experimented on, so SHIELD could use me against Hydra,” she offered quietly, “Which is also why I was the one who got to go undercover, because they thought I’d be able to fight my way out if needed… Except I was abandoned there when your director had to choose between me and another, and back then I didn’t have enough training not to be knocked out. Once was enough. But they let me live, and they gave me the chance to have a purpose again…” she looked away, searching for Bobbi who had clearly been looking at them and was now busying herself with a tablet, “And now I have no one to tell me what I want to do or what to feel… so I suppose it doesn’t really matter if what you said is true or maybe you were my personal torturer, as long as I’m finally given a purpose again…” Even if it might be death or to be a prisoner again.

Eyes went back to him, gradually turning yellow: “And they know what I am now, Leopold. You don’t need to lower your voice. I’ve killed enough people with my real face for Coulson to know. If we really were best friends, you may get to ask for permission to visit me in whatever cell they put me.”

“  that’s  not  true  !!  “  Fitz  exclaimed,  louder  than  he wanted  to  be.  But,  she  had  to  know  they  would  never  do  that,  didn’t  she  ??  no,  she  doesn’t.  he  looks  away,  teeth  encasing  his  bottom  lip.  “  you  wanted  to  go  undercover,  jemma.  “  this  part  hurt  to  talk  about,  the  part  where  he  had  to  talk  about  him  leaving  her.  “  i   don’t  um......  i  don’t  know  the  whole  story.  they  told  me  you  were  visiting  your  mum  &  dad.  “  he  confessed,  his  good  hand  playing  with  a  frayed  part  of  his  cardigan  sleeve,  “  there  was  an  accident.  a  bad  one.  we  were  both  hurt.  you  left.  “  he  looked  away,  tears  swimming  in  his  eyes.  she  really  didn’t  remember  anything.  he  meet’s  bobbi’s  eyes  &  he  can  see  the  pity  there.  it  makes  him  turn  away.  he  can’t  deal  with  their  pity  anymore.  

“  it’s  fitz.  “  he  corrected  softly,  moving  to  sit  in  a  nearby  chair.  “  don’t  call  me  leopold.  um.....  no  one  does.  “  he  closed  his  eyes  for  a  moment,  trying  to  catch  hs  breath  &  collect  his  thoughts.  he  didn’t  know  what  he  thought  was  going  to  happen.  the  schoolboy  part  of  him,  not  educated  in  anything  except  hope  &  love,  had  wanted  desperately  for  jemma  to  at  least  remember  him.  “  n-nobody’s  locking  you....  um...  locking  you  up.  “  his  voice  is  determined,  strangely  so  given  that  he’s  been  stringing  together  sentences  for  months.  “  i  wouldn’t  let  them .  “  he  sighed,  twisting  his  sleeve  harder.  “  please  just.....  can  i  show  you  something  ??  “  

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𝑇𝐴𝑌𝐿𝑂𝑅 𝑆𝑊𝐼𝐹𝑇 -  ’ 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑘𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒 ‘ 

Below is a collection of lyric starters taken from Taylor Swift’s eighth album ‘folklore’.

The album holds references to: sex, alcohol, blood, depression, warfare, toxic relationships, medical failure, death as well as lines that could be taken as suicidal thoughts and parental abuse — so please be mindful if you are sensitive to these subjects. All lyrics are posted as written on the album, but feel free to change pronouns or words to fit your purposes.

i’m doing good, i’m on some new shit.

i thought I saw you at the bus stop

the greatest films of all time were never made

if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed

we were something, don’t you think so?

if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you

in my defense, i have none for never leaving well enough alone

it would’ve been fun if you would’ve been the one

you know the greatest loves of all time are over now 

if one thing had been different would everything be different today? 

when you are young, they assume you know nothing 

i felt like I was an old cardigan 

a friend to all is a friend to none 

to kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed 

you drew stars around my scars but now I’m bleedin' 

i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs 

cause i knew everything when I was young

i knew i’d curse you for the longest time 

i knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired and you’d be standin’ in my front porch light 

i knew you’d come back to me 

the wedding was charming, if a little gauche

there goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen 

who knows, if she never showed up, what could’ve been 

she had a marvelous time ruining everything 

there goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen 

i had a marvelous time ruining everything 

i can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body 

it took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it

you were my town, now I’m in exile 

i can see you starin’, honey, like he’s just your understudy 

I’m not your problem anymore, so who am i offending now? 

there is no amount of crying i can do for you 

you didn’t even hear me out

you didn’t even see the signs 

cause you never gave a warning sign 

i gave so many signs

if I’m on fire, you'll be made of ashes, too 

even on my worst day, did i deserve, babe, all the hell you gave me? 

cause i loved you, i swear i loved you til my dying day 

i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace 

if I’m dead to you, why are you at the wake? 

you wear the same jewels that i gave you as you bury me 

you know i didn’t want to have to haunt you 

when i’d fight, you used to tell me i was brave 

and i can go anywhere i want just not home 

you can aim for my heart, go for blood but you would still miss me in your bones 

you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same 

i’ll show you every version of yourself tonight 

i want you to know i’m a mirrorball, i can change everything about me to fit in 

i’m still a believer, but i don’t know why 

are there still beautiful things? 

and though i can’t recall your face i still got love for you 

love you to the moon and to saturn 

i think your house is haunted. your dad is always mad and that must be why 

i think you should come live with me 

never have i ever before

will you call when you’re back at school?

i remember thinkin’ i had you 

for me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all 

so much for summer love

you weren’t mine to lose

i can see us twisted in bed sheets 

i’ve been having a hard time adjusting 

i didn't know if you’d care if i came back 

i just wanted you to know that this is me trying 

pulled the car off the road to the lookout, could’ve followed my fears all the way down 

they told me all of my cages were mental, so i got wasted like all my potential 

my words shoot to kill when i’m mad, i have a lot of regrets about that 

it’s hard to be at a party when i feel like an open wound 

that’s the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and longing stares, it’s born from just one single glance but it dies a million little times

you showed me colors you know i can’t see with anyone else 

don’t call me “kid,”

don’t call me “baby”

you taught me a secret language i can’t speak with anyone else 

you know damn well, for you, i would ruin myself a million little times 

were there clues i didn’t see? 

isn’t it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?

time cutting me open, then healing me fine 

what did you think i’d say to that? 

fuck you forever

every time you call me crazy, i get more crazy 

when you say i seem angry, i get more angry 

it’s obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together 

i’m taking my time cause you took everything from me 

sir, i think he’s bleeding out

you dream of some epiphany, just one single glimpse of relief to make some sense of what you’ve seen 

doc, i think she’s crashing out

some things you just can’t speak about 

i won’t make assumptions about why you switched your homeroom but i think it’s ‘cause of me 

the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you 

would you trust me if i told you it was just a summer thing? 

i don’t know anything but i know i miss you 

if i just showed up at your party, would you have me? 

our coming-of-age has come and gone 

i never had the courage of my convictions 

i could never give you peace 

i’m a fire and i'll keep your brittle heart warm if your cascade, ocean wave blues come 

all these people think love’s for show but i would die for you in secret 

would it be enough if i could never give you peace? 

your integrity makes me seem small 

i’d give you my sunshine, give you my best but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standin’ with me 

you know i left a part of me back in new york 

you knew the hero died so what’s the movie for? 

darling, this was just as hard as when they pulled me apart 

don’t want no other shade of blue but you. no other sadness in the world would do

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Following the events of Avengers: Infinity War, people of Earth are forced to continue on with their lives, despite the loss of half of humanity. The snap did not discriminate: It took good people, bad, and those that chose to live their lives somewhere in the middle. Among those that remain are the heroes, villains and every day people who are forced to look ahead at the lives they must lead without those who once lead them.

NEARLY TWO YEARS LATER, NOW: S.H.I.E.L.D. is finally once again an official government agency, the few agents that remain loyal have been operating in secret and without government approval since the snap. Other former agents have gone off on their own, either retiring or having decided to handle matters their own way. The remaining Avengers have managed to lead the team into a sort of peace. Avengers Headquarters outside of Manhattan remains, and has since shifted into a hub for S.H.I.E.l.D. activity. New agents have been hired, and are in the process of being trained by the best among them for the express concern of preventing another Mad Titan level event.

WELCOME TO FALLOUT: INFINITY WAR, THE AFTERMATH OF THANOS’ SNAP. 

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sosadandyetsoamazing​:

Jemma tilted her head, studying the bloke. She didn’t have friends. She couldn’t have friends, she could have teammates, maybe, but given that she wasn’t even human it was already hard to believe she had ever been a member of SHIELD, or at least loyal to it and regarded as more than a weapon there. Thinking she had ‘best friends’ was a stretch.  At this point both Morse’s version of Bakshi’s version made little sense. “I’m sorry, but… I have no memory of my life besides working with Whitehall and Bakshi. And I’ve been told that I was part of a SHIELD team here, that my family is here, but I don’t remember it.” 

“Morse also claims I was captured while undercover and brainwashed… Do you have any proof we knew each other? Besides you knowing my name, and I’m guessing what I am now that it’s public knowledge?” And their leader had also said that he didn’t know about her alien side before sending her undercover. It all seemed so unbelievably innocent of them to actually want to help.

it  was  impossible  to  explain,  in  any  universe,  how  much  he  &  jemma  meant  to  each  other  without  talking  for  days.  years  of  finishing  each  others  sentences,  rushed  lunches  to  get  back  to  work,  &  field  missions.  ten  years  of  it.  but  she  was  expecting  him  to  give  her  something  now,  concrete  evidence  that  he  knew  her.  “  um....  well.....  “  he  trailed  off,  hand  shaking  as  he  struggled  to  think  of  something  that  would  be  sufficient  enough  but  wouldn’t  have  been  wiped  from  her  memory.  OH.  it’s  so  obvious  it  feels  like  it  hits  him  like  a  freight  train.  his  eyes  widen  &  he  steps  a  few  steps  closer,  lowering  his  voice,  “  when  you  were  infected......  the  chitauri....  um,  i  was  the  f-first  person  you  t-told.  about  your  heritage.  your  skin.  your  eyes.  the  uh.....  the  changes.  after  we  encountered  the  chitauri  virus,  it  was  like  it  activated  your  genes.  “  he  stepped  back,  looking  down  at  his  shoes.  “  you  uh....  there  was  so  much  we  didn’t  know.  you  were  scared.  i  was  too.  “  

[nightmareonbleeckerstreet]

YOU’VE BEEN INVITED TO THE GHOULISH GATSBY!

After the rousing (although, admittedly strange) record breaking success of the Halloween Ball last year; The September Foundation (in partnership with Stark International) is once again hosting the terror inducing party of the year:

THE GHOULISH GATSBY.

Jazz age glitz mixed with the spook of the season promises to be full of swinging music, devilishly good treats and a costume ball to end all costume balls. For more information, visit www.septemberfoundation.org/gatsby and get your tickets before they’re all sold!

All proceeds go to The September Foundation, which works to support education world wide and provide the opportunities for the students to work on creating a better future through literacy, science and arts programs all over the world. The September Foundation also donates money and resources to thousands of schools worldwide to ensure that no matter who you are — you have access to the best and most accessible education possible.

The Ghoulish Gatsby is an all ages event, dinner and drinks are provided free of charge. One plate per guest except in noted exceptions for those who might require assistance or accompanying small children under the age of five. Alcohol will only be provided to those carrying photo ID upon arrival, no exceptions. A dress code of Black Tie dress is required to those not in costume. Era themed clothing is encouraged but not required, normal costumes are welcome as long as they adhere to dress code standards. Please see website for more details regarding costume regulations.

LAST YEAR, SOMETHING WENT WRONG - TOO BAD NOBODY CAN REMEMBER

Although the official records only ever mentioned how the previous party broke fundraising expectations and was a massive success; Stephen Strange is the only one who remembered the truth. How one year earlier, the delicate shift in the multiverse caused the Halloween Masquerade to turn potentially gruesome and deadly; and how it had taken the work of many to bring everyone home safely by dawn and banish dark forces once more. It was natural to expect that never again would such foolish mistakes be made — especially as every guest had needed their memories altered to protect the secrets of magic and the mystic world they’d been exposed to.

So everyone moved on blissfully, only holding modified positive and uneventful memories of the party before. Which is why nobody was concerned when suddenly the Sorcerer changed his mind and welcomed the party to return this year. Practically begging them too, to the delight of the foundation and its future guests.

GUESTS THAT INCLUDE YOU!

You arrive to the party on Halloween night, invitation in hand and ready to get down and get spooky! Other than some slight odd behavior from the venue’s host (insisting he just hasn’t slept well) and a stressed out team of event coordinators, everything looks set to provide the best night ever!

Full dinner service, free bar, what more could you ask for? If only you could remember, then perhaps you’d know to keep your wits about you. Perhaps you’d have been more worried… for strange things happen at 177a Bleecker Street on Halloween, and if you’re not careful about what you see and believe… then you may not survive the night....

THE DIRECT TO DASHBOARD SEQUEL, NIGHTMARE ON BLEECKER STREET 2: THE GHOULISH GATSBY

COMING TO TUMBLR OCTOBER 5TH UNTIL NOVEMBER 1ST

NOW WITH TWO WAYS TO PLAY: You can follow along in standard dash event fashion in Dash Mode. Where we post event prompts every two days for you and your followers to engage with on your own terms. Or, you can sign up for Custom Night and be fed a custom string of events every two days. Featuring event prompts that won’t feature in the standard dash mode - allowing for extra angst and drama in your plots!

WEEKLY REAL-TIME ROLEPLAY SESSIONS: Once a week, there will be in character discord chats where you can join as your characters and interact with other participants in real time based on the current event prompts.  A fun way to mingle with old partners and make some new ones!

IN GAME EVENTS EVERY SECOND DAY, SO YOU NEVER MISS OUT: In game events are triggered every forty eight hours, with room to revisit old ones at your choosing — so you never have to miss out on anything because of a busy schedule

SPOOKTACULAR FUN FOR ALL MUSES: Although set in the marvel universe, this event is open to all fandoms. With easy ways to merge with the established rules of the Marvel World due to a sprawling multiverse.

SEE BLOG FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT RSVPs AND CUSTOM NIGHT REGISTRATIONS