MR. SAVE THE DAY

We're the line between the world and the much weirder world. We protect people from news they aren't ready to hear. And when we can't do that, we keep them safe. || Indie Grant Ward RP || || Sideblog to quietandpasty ||

[unsends-deactivated20170829]

im permanently emotionally damaged but it’s chill, I’m chill

[wordmarked]

                              here i am, enduring and enduring and ENDURING!                                            with my hands and teeth coated in blood.                                                  when will you be proud of me?

[greatdarkprotector-blog]

⁂ - okay, later, when she's in much more protective mode?

it’s just a scratch@takenaturnleft

          It wasn’t even supposed to be a mission, not really. They were going out to scout a building for a more permanent base than an old warehouse, and it ended up being occupied. Between the squatters and the people he’d brought along with him, Ward couldn’t tell whether the people holding guns were friend or foe until the trigger was pulled, and he considered himself EXTREMELY lucky to have spotted this particular bullet’s path before it could leave the barrel.

          He was left with a sharp ache in his shoulder, and likely a few blood stains that he’ll have to deal with later, but his muscle mass had done exactly what he’d hope it would do and stopped the bullet from entering Jemma’s skull. Managing to stay on his feet, he didn’t hesitate before grabbing onto her arm with the hand connected to his uninjured shoulder and pulling her toward the exit. They could find another building another day, but getting out of there ALIVE was a top priority.

[mrsdecaestecker-deactivated2017]

Hey, I like his trousers! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[metadefumaca]

#LOOK AT THEM #FLIRTING OVER A FUCKING DEAD BODY #IN HAZMAT SUITS

[clarke-griffin-archive]

[annamariehowlett]

[lorelaigilmoure]

#a concept

[greatdarkprotector-blog]

airport security: sir please empty your pockets

me: ok *begins pulling out hundreds of knives*

airport security: is that all sir

me: *continues to pull out knives*

airport security: sir

[karolinadan]

[sherlockedbadwolf24601-deactiva]

Happy Birthday, Grant Douglas Ward! (January 7, 1983)

[anotherrpmemeblog]

Send "behind bars" to visit my muse in prison

[fyeahfitzskimmonsward]

You don’t have anything to prove. 

[ohh-bloodyhell]

[jemmasimmons]

#context? #what context?

[eposetties-deactivated20150816]

first. he touches you and you light on fire. your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. the burns don’t show, but it’s hard to breathe with ash in your lungs. it’s so hard to breathe. you’re suffocating daily. second. it hurts to watch him. he shines. he’s brighter than the sun, he’s too beautiful for your eyes. it’s hard to look at him. it’s even harder to look away from him. you’re going blind. third. your ears are tuned to his voice. you could pick him out in a sea of thousands. his voice makes pretty singers who sing pretty songs sound dull. his voice makes everything else sound ugly. fourth. the color of his eyes is blue enough to drown in. he is turning you into a clichéd love-wrecked being. you’re drowning, always sinking. down, down, down. fifth. you know him. you love him. through a thousand lifetimes, across millions of stars, you’d find him, you’d never leave him. you love him, till death do you part. ( sixth. he loves you, too. )

five things you know and the one thing you don’t. 

19/09/14 (via

eposetties

)

[agentverbivore]

Da Vinci Code!Fitz 

[askbox-memes]

My character is in the hospital after being gone for days They have serious injuries and are lucky to be alive. How does your muse react when they find out?