Now you see me, now you don't

Thea Sinclair, agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. in training. I'm back from some excruciating family time and ready to earn my old codename of Cheshire Cat back. I like to think I've grown up a bit, so this time I'm playing by the rules. INACTIVE FOR THE TIME BEING. I may get her back up and running but it'll take a while, please be patient. Thanks! (Independent Marvel Universe OC. PLEASE read the About Blog/Disclaimers for all that good information, and please read About Thea when you get a chance, if you don't mind lengthy backstories. Or just ask and she'll talk your ear off! I track shieldscheshirecat.)

[agentsterling]

shieldscheshirecat replied to your post: Magic!anon: lovely as ever, Sarah Erickson Steele has been resurrected for two days. She has no idea she ever died, or of anything her children have been through since then. Use your time with her wisely; she will fade back into the beyond at midnight on the third morning.

[[*instantly regrets ever sending this because fucknuggets my feelings nope nope nope jumps off a cliff into the sun*]]

[So YOU’RE the one!]

[shieldscheshirecat]

[[I await the slings and arrows to come my way. I deserve it. I am a cruel cruel bitch. I regret everything and nothing at the same time.]]

[shieldscheshirecat]

A Pick-Me-Up?

[agentclemens-deactivated2013121]

Byron had been itching for his coffee, so when the two carriers were brought in, he sprung on the chance to get his. “This is fantastic." He said with a grin, prying his cup out of the carrier. “Thank you so much, darling."

[shieldscheshirecat]

She grinned and nodded. "My pleasure. Hang on, lemme get the box open. This'll be a trick." Thea set the box on an upraised knee, using her particular sticking abilities to keep it firmly in place. Placing one carrier on top of the other, she swiftly lifted the box lid to display the wide assortment of doughnuts before taking the topmost carrier in her other hand. It looked like a tough balancing act, given that she was now standing on one leg, but for her it was quite simple. "Have a look and take anything you like. The more we can get rid of, the fewer get left for Barton to raid later. That man does not need access to this many doughnuts."

[shieldscheshirecat]

A Pick-Me-Up?

"Hi there!" Thea waved brightly, gesturing with a nod of her head to the two carriers of coffee balanced on top of a massive box of doughnuts. "I've got today's coffee-and-doughnut order. Take what's yours. I wrote the names on the sides of the cups, so you should be able to find yours easily enough. And then you can take any doughnuts you like."

[shieldscheshirecat]

The Beginning of the End

Thea plopped down at her desk and just sat in place for a whole ten minutes.

I passed. Somehow, against all her doubts and reservations, she'd passed her hand-to-hand and melee weapons test. There was no certificate. There was no party. Just a nod and a, "That's a pass. Well done. Have the next trainee come in." But they were the sweetest words she'd ever heard in her life. Now she would enter the advanced weapons class and Technology & Intelligence classes, and after that... I get assigned to a division as a level 1 Agent. It had been over a year since she'd first joined S.H.I.E.L.D., although she'd spent much of the last few months with her family considering her future. She now realized that was probably Fury's intention: to give her time to really think about what she was doing and if she wanted to continue.

The answer had become obvious soon enough. Her life here, at S.H.I.E.L.D., living in Stark Tower, gave her more of a chance to do something incredible and useful with her life than a degree in Cinema Studies ever would have. She was not the girl she had been this time last year. Now, she was a woman on a mission. She couldn't quite believe it, but... it felt good.

Absently, her mind not quite out of the happy, startled haze that had settled over it after she'd gotten her pass, she straightened in her chair and looked at the contents of her desk. Her computer terminal blinked with notifications of documents that needed to be printed, there was a stack of file folders waiting to be delivered, and the cup of coffee she'd started on when she first got here this morning was now sitting, abandoned and cold, like a monument to a former life.

Better get to work, a little voice said in her mind. She didn't remember smiling, but that's what she was doing now. No... she was grinning. Grinning like the Cheshire Cat that she was. She wasn't a helpless, snot-nosed brat anymore. She was still the Cheshire Cat, or would be again as soon as she'd achieved full agent status. With a spring in her step and a wide, wide grin across her face, Thea began sending the print commands on all the documents waiting for her and began gathering up the folders. Today would be a busy day. And whenever she got a break, she planned on going to Fury to formally ask about returning to university. Her old uni, NYU, offered a combined major in French & Linguistics that she'd been considering. Also a minor in German... She didn't know if NYU would transfer any of her old credits toward a completely different course, or if any of her old credits would even be applicable. She'd definitely have to talk to Fury soon. But not too soon. Right now, she wanted to enjoy the buzz of her success.

[meredithgei-deactivated20240821]

Want a pokemon egg?

OKAY LET’S DO THIS

Every person who regblog this  will have a pokemon egg on their submissions and a few days later a pokemon will hatch from the egg.

 The pokemon will be submitted based on their blog, it may be shiny or even a legendary

(Have your submissions open and only reblog, likes does not count)

[vaanturtle]

Reblog if you love your muse!

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shieldscheshirecat liked your post: [Chicken nuggets on the brain, chicken nuggets in…

i’m never going to live this down. this is going to haunt me for the rest of my life.

[shieldscheshirecat]

[[Noope, but on the plus side, I thought it was beautiful. It really spoke to me on a deep emotional level. Chicken nuggets, man.]]

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Describe my character in one word.

((I’ll allow two words if you’re another roleplayer: one from the roleplayer, one from the character. Figured something like this might be fun.))

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[shieldscheshirecat]

Tippi Hedren and family living with a pride of lions.

[shieldscheshirecat]

Tumblr Texting Buddy Application.

Name:

Where you are from:

Timezone:

Age:

When I Can Text You:

How Fast You Respond:

Anything Else:

Favorite kind of music:

SEND APPLICATION TO ASK BOX !!

*If accepted, I'll ask for your number*

DO IT, LETS BE BEST FRIENDS

[waistcoat-and-chain]

source

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Reblog If you RP nsfw

[shieldscheshirecat]

[role-player-problems]

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[fata-per-i-pomodori]

I’VE ALWAYS BEEN MY CHARACTER

*flies off into the sunset* 

[hungaryandherfryingpan-deactiva]

I do like frying pans…

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[gravely-everett-archive-blog]

"Good god. You are altogether something else, aren’t you?" The stories that people had could stun him to damn near silence, especially types like these. Most times it wasn’t so much the stories that stunned him into such a state but their tellers. Chess was incredibly expressive and animated, in his opinion, so as a result her stories were more lively. Occasionally throughout her telling it, he’d find himself more anxious to see what face she would pull next than the next scene along her story. “‘S awful, oh my god. Sounds like a trip."

[shieldscheshirecat]

Chess shrugs casually like it's no big deal. "Meh, you know, average day in my life. Spit alcohol on an oiled man in a g-string, pfffft. That's nothing!" She grins, though, enjoying being able to share her mishaps so freely with someone for a change. Five months with family never offered her much opportunity to talk about the crazy things that she's been through in the last few years. She didn't think her parents would have been impressed by that story in the slightest. "Wasn't as bad as when my mates in England took me to Glasgow for a weekend. Now that was a riot. And I stayed sober for most of it, so I don't really know how to justify most of my actions at the time."

[shieldscheshirecat]

Well, I don't know about your reputation, per se, but I am always happy to see your URL when I do!! We've talked a few times and I've always thought you were really nice. So yes! I like seeing your URL on my dash and I think you are lovely! :D

[[Asdfghjkl. Come let me love you, sweetheart. You're far too kind. *w*]]

[shieldscheshirecat]

I think of origami cats and office pranks. :3

[[Yes, excellent. This pleases me. Speaking of.... Ehehehe.]]

[gravely-everett-archive-blog]

[gravely-everett-archive-blog]

"— Well, it certainly makes me feel a bit better about them, certainly." Mmh, he’s more saying that just to humor and entertain the thought. His mistakes were a bit worse than drunkenly marrying somebody in university. “It’s still a good story. Do you have any others?"

[shieldscheshirecat]

"Good. I feel like I've done a good deed, then." She looks upward thoughtfully. "Weeeeeell, let's see. There was this one time my friends took me to a strip club. I'm not sure why, I think it was someone's birthday. And I'd never been to one before but I figured, 'Hey, it'll be just like on TV, no biggie.' But it turned out it was a male strip club, which, at the tender age of 19 and not being that familiar with New York, I had no clue existed. And we were right at the front, and I kind of got a little

when these really attractive guys came strutting up toward us on stage. And then I may or may not have spit my cocktail all over him when he took his pants off. I hid in the bathroom for a couple hours after that. By hid I mean crouched up on the toilet seat so no one could find me and ruined my shoes when I slipped and put my foot in the basin. By the time we left, I never wanted to see a male stripper again, and I refused to see Magic Mike when it came out because of that."