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❛ HEY---C’MON, FITZ. It ain’t your fault, okay ? I’m sure y’all gonna be able to figure out somethin’ soon, get your friend back an’ shit. Jus’---don’t be so hard on yourself. ❜

#forgottenengineer #◤ ❛ we are the warriors | ( verse. )#idk maybe somewhere after jemma gets swallowed by the kree rock???#i hope this okay though! let me know if you want me to change anything ^^

[text]: I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.

[ text to: leopold ]: a wise man once said: you talk to your mother with that dirty mouth?[ text to: leopold ]: do you fitz? do you?

#stop fitz #you're turning ward on omg #( &&. — ANSWERED MEMES.#( &&. — TEXTS.#FORGOTTENENGINEER #forgottenengineer

[text]: YOU IS KIND. YOU IS SMART. YOU IS IMPORTANT. YOU IS CLEANING YOUR OWN VOMIT.

[ text to: leopold ]: you is drunk.

#( &&. — ANSWERED MEMES.#( &&. — TEXTS.#forgottenengineer

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She’s half distracted by the phone in her hands, trying to crack into the defense set up by the HYDRA goon that was currently being questioned by a combination of both Melinda May and Bobbi Morse. Skye would have loved to have been there, but they need the information on the phone ASAP.

She turns her head when she sees Fitz standing in the doorway, and she waves a bit before turning back to the phone. “Wanna take a bet on what’s on the phone? Lance has ten bucks on tentacle porn.”

#forgottenengineer #v; tbd

“You certainly have put me to quite a bit of trouble, Fitz,” the hooded figure said, watching as the young men was dragged into the empty warehouse, a centipede soldier at each arm. She watched as he was forced to his knees, smirking slightly to herself. From where she stood, her face shrouded in shadow, she could see him quite clearly, though the boy was not afforded the same courtesy.

“I don’t like being put to any trouble,” The Clairvoyant rasped. “But for you, I think it’s worth it. You’ll make a valuable asset... given the proper... incentive.”

#forgottenengineer #monkeys have such adorable little hands #thanks for the follow!#v. the clairvoyant

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It’d been months since he was here. It didn’t feel anymore strange. He never felt exactly at home in this place. He grew up in motels and diners - a secret government base wasn’t exactly his first choice for replacement.

The people though? That he couldn’t ever replace. They were home, really.

Then he had to leave ‘em all. Some confidential job for SHIELD - he couldn’t tell anyone he was going, why, where- just up and left in the middle of the night. Didn’t even tell Skye. She was gonna kill him.

They probably all were. Simmons would pull some weird British motherly concern. ‘Why didn’t you call?’ May would just stare him down, that was pretty much a given.

... The hell would Fitz do? Probably not know what to do. Act like nothing happened. Or get real mad.

He shrugged to himself, turning the corner into the lab - kit bag slung over his shoulders and a bottle of twelve year old whisky in his hand.

“Hey, Fitz, you better still have those shot glasses, we need ‘em.”

#journalofwinchester #V: Agent Mark 2 #forgottenengineer #-flails on a keyboard-