Bobbi Morse

[ofmockeryandbirds]

spydersbite​:

(✉ → boberto): There was that book the one time. (✉ → boberto): Remember the book that tried to kill everyone? I noped out the second it arrived. (✉ → boberto): I knew that. I was just playing dumb. (✉ → boberto): Tell me your reasons. Please.

(✉ → JD): I think that was a special case (✉ → JD): playing? are you sure (✉ → JD): I don’t really know what to tell you Jess (✉ → JD): I saved Mack, Hartley and a few others when HYDRA revealed itself (✉ → JD): We decided to try to take back the Illiad instead of destroying it (✉ → JD): if I’d followed Fury’s orders then... HYDRA agents weren’t the only ones who’d die

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agenthamburger‌:

(✉️ ➡️ bob the builder ): Are you not Bob the Builder? (✉️ ➡️ bob the builder ): I have seen your work on TV. (✉️ ➡️ bob the builder ): I need help getting Bleater to stop eating my things.

(✉️ ➡️ Sharon): Bob the Builder...? (✉️ ➡️ Sharon): No I’m not (✉️ ➡️ Sharon): Bleater? [...] (✉️ ➡️ Sharon): this is Tali isn’t it (✉️ ➡️ Sharon): at least I really hope it is

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agenthamburger‌:

Sharon let out a laugh but in the end, Bobbi was right. At least partially. So, Sharon nodded and shrugged her head. “You kinda asked for it though, how else would I get a kid?” She asked with a smirk before glancing at Tali who seemed too deep in thought to care about what they were talking about. (And considering what they were talking about, Sharon was thankful for that.) “No —” Sharon said immediately, even though… in reality, that’s exactly what they had done. “And when you ‘steal a kid’ it’s called kidnapping.” She bit her lip immediately, none of this was helping. “She was… it was Hydra, Bob. They were conditioning her to be… like Nat.” 

“Well, I don’t know what you’ve learned about babies but usually it takes a few years before they get this big” Bobbi replied, though Sharon had a point, she knew her well enough that she should have seen the joke coming. “I know what it’s called” she said glancing over at Tali. Hydra, she knew there had to be some reason why Sharon had done what she did but she hadn’t expected Hydra. Bobbi sighed as she ran a hand through her hair, she probably would have done the same if she’d been in Sharon’s place but wrapping her head around the fact that Sharon had actually done took her a minute. “You did the right thing.”

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slavicshadow‌:

❛ stress, it’s a killer. ❜ [ @ofmockeryandbirds​ ]

“I’m amazed I’m not dead yet.” Natasha laughed quietly, put down the drink she’d been holding, and straightened out the pile of paperwork in front of her. Working for SHIELD could be astonishingly boring, a lot more bureaucracy and red tape than car chases and undercover work. Recently, it had been more and more of a desk job, and Natasha was exhausted. It was nice to have a break from field work for a while, but knowing the entire political state of superheroes could rest on her remembering to fill out some forms was something she didn’t particularly need right now.

Wait–she knew that voice. She’d been too caught up in double-checking the registration lists, fixing some low-level agent’s typos (Spider-Man had a hyphen; apparently he made a big deal about it whenever he had a chance, and they really wanted to avoid that kind of sass), to fully process. But that was a voice she hadn’t heard in months, a voice she’d never expected to hear again. Not since it had ruined trivia night, one of the few nice, normal things Natasha had been allowed to have. It was one of the few voices that had become anything nearing a friend, one of the may Natasha had buried. Sure, Bobbi was one of the ones who probably had some sort of protection against death, but that hadn’t stopped the coroner. Still, she wasn’t too surprised to hear it now. Everyone around here had died at some point; about half of them were faked, very few ever stuck. 

She looked up. “You should know.”

“Pretty sure it wasn’t the stress that killed me, or almost killed me” she wasn’t completely sure on the specifics if she’d been dead or just very near death, it was one of the things she hoped to find out during her research into the virus that had saved her life. “If something like this happen again please wait at least two weeks before you let anyone bury me” Bobbi said as she walked over to Nat, leaning against her desk. It’d taken her about two weeks this time before being revived or whatever happened so if it happened again, that would be enough time to wait to be completely sure, at least she hoped so.

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spydersbite‌:

(✉ → boberto): I didn’t. I was pathetically loyal. (✉ → boberto): The Iliad? Like the book? (✉ → boberto): UNSENT I know what the Iliad is but I wanna know what /you/ know. (✉ → boberto): For what purpose, oh wise Morse?

(✉ → JD): why would Fury ask me to destroy a book? (✉ → JD): It was one of SHIELD’s aircraft carriers (✉ → JD): I had my reasons

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agenthamburger‌:

@ofmockeryandbirds

(✉️ ➡️ bob the builder ): img.jpg [it’s another blurry picture, but this time it’s tali’s hand pointing at her goat] (✉️ ➡️ bob the builder ): You are a mediator, yes? (✉️ ➡️ bob the builder ): He ate my bow. Come make him stop eating my things.

(✉️ ➡️ Sharon): ...what? (✉️ ➡️ Sharon): Sharon, have you finally lost it? (✉️ ➡️ Sharon): Is that’s what’s happening here?

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hawknotguy‌:

[ @ofmockeryandbirds ]

( 📩 → Clint’s Ex-Wife! (Kate please don’t write that) ): Ok so I know it has literally been years ( 📩 → Clint’s Ex-Wife! (Kate please don’t write that) ): And I promised I would get you those batons back some day ( 📩 → Clint’s Ex-Wife! (Kate please don’t write that) ): But I honestly don’t know what I did with them and I can’t find them anywhere I think they got lost in the move :/

( 📩 → hawkeye (not the ex husband) ): You do know I get all my batons custom made right? ( 📩 → hawkeye (not the ex husband) ): I’d look a little harder for them if I were you ( 📩 → hawkeye (not the ex husband) ): and never touch any of my batons again

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spydersbite‌:

Send ‘mad’ to receive an angry/mad text from my muse. || @ofmockeryandbirds

(✉ → boberto): If Nick Fury Jr. thinks I’m going to pick up his call from ‘beyond the grave,’ he’s got another thing coming. (✉ → boberto): Did you know he wasn’t dead after D.C.? Was I the only one who had to wait until shit started going sideways again to hear? (✉ → boberto): UNSENT Did I even mean /anything/ to him?

(✉ → JD): I ignored his calls a lot even before all that (✉ → JD): He reached out to me, gave me orders to destroy the Iliad  (✉ → JD): which I ignored in the end I might add

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@luthorforgood

(✉ → barbara morse): i was so fucking stpid to try and call you (✉ → barbara morse): if magneto hadnt left, you woudl have been killed to

(✉ → Lena): No, you’re not... you weren’t stupid for trying to call me (✉ → Lena): Well, even if he’d still been there, I’m not that easy to kill

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spydersbite‌:

“We had a funeral. You were dead.” Jess tried to keep her tone light. She tried to be humorous, and for the most part she had succeeded, but at the end of the day there was nothing that could get rid of the pounding in her chest when she thought about standing in a black dress watching a coffin be lowered into the ground, even if Bobbi did crawl out a matter of days later. “The host?” Jess repeated, raising an eyebrow. “That makes it seem as if the virus itself has some kind of agenda.” This was all reminding Jess a little too much of how her mother and father used to talk, back on the base she grew up on. Science never made her entirely comfortable, but with Bobbi, she learned long ago to overlook it. “Does that involve testing on yourself?” Jess asked. “Because take it from someone who knows what it’s like to be a lab rat – it isn’t as glamorous as it seems.”

“I know, but I didn’t want to tell anyone I might not be able to die before I knew how strong the virus was” she had tested it once before but nothing to this extent.  “Now though... remind me to have SHIELD write no funeral until at least two weeks after in my file” Bobbi said, she was not too keen on repeating this whole experience. “It just wants to survive, can’t do that without a host, and I’m the only one the virus has infected and not killed” the super soldier serum and infinity formula had made her the perfect host for the virus and in return the virus kept her from dying. “It does” she nodded “I’m not looking forward to it but, I’m sure it won’t be that bad.”

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word prompts compilation

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supersxn‌:

morememesforall‌:

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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luthorforgood‌:

Julia’s hands on her shoulders pulled Lena’s attention from the student she’d been arguing with and she instinctively took a step back and out of Julia’s reach. Whatever the two of them had was new. Lena didn’t do friends. Lena and Andrea had been friends and then girlfriends… and then she’d been betrayed in the end. So, Lena had settled for colleagues. Colleagues that spent hours alone in a lab, hovered over microscopes and mapping DNA… until Julia had leaned in to kiss her and Lena didn’t make a move to stop it.

“My brother is not insane,” she bit back, immediately sorry for the tone directed at Julia when the other woman had been nothing but kind. And maybe the anger wasn’t even at the man who had been ranting against Lex Luthor. Maybe the anger was at Lex himself, as he continued to become more and more distant toward her, looking less and less like the brother that had welcomed her when she was just a kid with no idea just how big and scary the world really was.

Bobbi let her hands drop, placing them in her back pockets instead, she knew this was new and she didn’t want to push Lena or make her uncomfortable. “Look, Lena, people are always going to have their opinions, and some will say it out loud, you need to learn to ignore it” the blonde told her “it might be hard but if you react like you did, you’re giving them exactly what they want.”

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ofjamesbcrnes‌:

“I’m guessing you’re not the type of person to let yourself be terrible at any job,” Bucky commented. He’d picked up on that much the first moment he saw her, a natural ability to read into people combined with the fact that if they were friends with Sharon, that usually meant they were pretty damn impressive in their own right. “Yeah, she’s mentioned you a few times,” Bucky commented. Bobbi used to be SHIELD. There was no doubt in his mind that she would recognise him as the Winter Soldier, but he held out his hand regardless for her to shake. “James,” he said. “I’m pretty close to Sharon too.”

“That’s a pretty good guess, yeah” Bobbi nodded, she never did anything halfway, except maybe marriages, but that was a whole different thing that wasn’t necessary to get into, ever. “Oh god, what did she tell you about me? I’m sure nothing of it was true” she joked, she didn’t really think Sharon would tell him anything bad about her, unless she talked about her after the whole photo incident, then maybe. “She’s told me about you too, not much though, it’s nice to finally meet you” she smiled as she shook his hand.

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agenthamburger‌:

There was a deep silence that fell across the room, the only thing that touched the air was the scrapping of Tali’s crayons on her paper. And then Bobbi finally spoke and Sharon burst into laughter. “No you don’t,” Sharon said easily, glancing at Tali who was making a face because of the sudden noise. Sharon quieted after a moment and crossed her arms. “Russia. When he and I went, we found her there.” 

“No I don’t” Bobbi said, a bad joke was unfortunately not enough to make her hate Sharon, especially not when she really should have expected it. “You really shouldn’t try that joke on someone who spent so much of her career researching the super soldier serum and has it too though” the blonde pointed out. “You found her... in Russia” she looked over at Tali before turning back to Sharon “did you steal a kid?” Though knowing Sharon there was more to it than that.

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agenthamburger‌:

Sharon’s mouth fell open into an oh shape before she nodded her head, unimpressed by the answer. “I see,” she said, another curt nod of her head. “Your brain must still be dusty. Come a little closer maybe I can smack some sense into you.” Bobbi going back to Hunter time and time again would be like Sharon going back to Matt. She was burned once, that was enough. Sitting on the couch, Sharon propped her arm up on the backing of it and tipped her head at Bobbi. “I could,” Sharon admitted. “But I won’t. What the hell happened, Bob?” 

Bobbi chuckled before grinning at Sharon “you might break your hand doing that” the blonde commented. She knew her history with Hunter was rocky, breaking up, getting back together, breaking up, getting married, divorced... it was a lot happening and in a short period of time, even she was tired of it. “It’s a virus, that apparently won’t let me die” she shrugged.

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agenthamburger‌:

“So what, you took a picture to make sure you got the dust out of all the right places?” Maybe Sharon should have been a little less angry — her friend had just dug her way out of her own grave, but still. The last thing she had expected was for Bobbi to come back. And for her to come back with that picture? Sharon wasn’t exactly impressed. But she’d get over it. (It was Bobbi after all. Sharon couldn’t stay mad forever.) “How the hell did this even happen?” Sharon finally asked, moving to let Bobbi into the apartment. “You were dead.”

“I was letting Hunter know I was alive” Bobbi replied with a shrug, she wasn’t being serious but mentioning Hunter around Sharon was always fun, she wasn’t sure why Sharon disliked him so much but her reactions when Bobbi mentioned him were amusing for the most part. “That’s complicated, can’t you ask me an easier question?” She asked as she entered the apartment.

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agenthamburger‌:

Sharon smirked at first, knowing that Bobbi was always full of questions and never really minding when her friend pressed her for answers. But she asked one that was too easy to twist into a joke, and Sharon, after everything that had happened — the nude and all the other bullshit — wasn’t going to pass up the chance to give Bobbi the runaround. “Well, Bobbi, when a man and a woman love each other very much —” Tali looked up and Sharon stopped immediately. “Bucky’s super-soldier serum gave our baby a little boost. So the pregnancy was super fast and she grew up just as quickly.” 

Honestly Bobbi should have expected that Sharon would give her some ridiculous bullshit answer. Even if she should have expected it, at Sharon’s reply Bobbi just sighed and put her head in her hands. She didn’t say anything, didn’t even comment on Sharon finally telling her who her mystery guy was. It took about ten minutes before Bobbi lifted her head to look at Sharon again “I hate you” was all she said though, even if it wasn’t true.