#hydrasotherbrokenweapon

[survivorward-blog]

+hydrasotherbrokenweapon

"I'd only heard about Project 13 in HYDRA files," Ward said as he leaned against a wall, eyes locked on the other person. "If I hear correctly, you're working for S.H.I.E.L.D. now."

[ironmechanics-archive-blog]

hydrasotherbrokenweapon liked for a starter~

I think these chocolate covered raisins have crack in them or something.

[starkmademan]

hydrasotherbrokenweapon answered:

15. An armful of books

"Oh great the books I asked for. Come on in. You can set them on the lab table next to the stack of files."

"Sure...what are they for?"

[theclankoenig]

+ hydrasotherbrokenweapon

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

[whatareyouseven]

For; hydrasotherbrokenweapon Prompt; Team Free Will (and Kevin) Christmas. I tried my best.

"But it's the principle of the thing, Dean! You wanted Christmas the year you were going to hell, but now that you're fine you don't want one?"

"Yes, that is exactly what I'm saying, Sam. This year, I get to the be the grinch."

Sam threw up his hands, pushing the book in front of him away an inch or two across the table. Figures, the year he's up for Christmas (and they have an actual place for Christmas) Dean doesn't want to do it. Fantastic.

"What about Kevin, Dean? You don't wanna have Christmas for Kevin?"

Before Dean could respond, Kevin himself (the traitor) piped up from the other room with, "I've always hated Christmas!"

Sam slumped back in his seat, definitely not pouting, but definitely looking -- put out.

"Cas then, Cas will agree with me. He's an angel, how could he not agree?"

"Agree with what?"

"Speak of the -- angel, here he comes. Hey Cas, don't you think we should have Christmas this year? Tree and presents and everything?"

For a moment Cas' eyes shifted to Dean, looking confused, before they landed back on Sam. "I - believe that Christmas is a human construct. There was no saviour sent during the winter of Earth born to free mankind of their sins. The celebration is -- arbitrary."

Sam threw up his hands, gaze landing on Dean, who looked all too smug for his own good. Goddamn stupid big brothers. "Fine, have it your way. I'm gonna make a supply run and!" Sam snapped out the word before Dean's mouth was even all the way open, "I'm not getting you any goddamn pie."

~

Sam took his sweet time coming back. Let them stew in their own anti-Christmas juices for all he cared. Goddamn grinches. By the time he got back to the bunker (with pumpkin pie. Because he's terrible at following through on his threats) it was dark out.

And dark inside too. The lights were off everywhere, and for a moment Sam had the wild thought that they'd all left him. But no, that would be ridiculous -- Dean wouldn't leave him behind.

"Guys?" No answer, so Sam shrugged off his jacket and made his way to the library by feel, flicking on the light to find --

-- a truly enormous tree, sitting near the staircase, covered in lights and ornaments. It almost touched the ceiling it was so huge, and Sam just about damn near cried at the sight of it.

"Kevin wanted us to all jump out and yell 'Surprise', but that was way too cheesy." Dean rounded the corner, and while he was trying not to grin, the smile was evident in his eyes, "You wanted Christmas, you cheese ball. So here it is. Christmas."

"This is -- really great, Dean. Where's Kevin and Cas?"

"Oh, wrapping presents. Yeah, when I left them Cas had three paper cuts and Kevin looked like he was about to start crying so we should probably go help them out. You coming?"

Sam nodded, smiling so hard it hurt. Dean examined him for a second before sighing, opening his arms towards Sam -- who all but barrelled into him, hugging him hard.

"Merry Christmas bro."

"Merry Christmas Dean."

[thermxdynamics-archive-blog]

“by your side till you heal”

MemeAsk

Even peeling her eyes open hurt. Jemma swallowed and turned her head, trying to sort out where she was and what on earth happened (besides a very loud bang and then darkness). There was a woman beside the bed. Not medical personnel, judging by the clothing or hairstyle.

"Who-?" She licked her lips and coughed. "Who're you?"

[stubbornandunruly]

iholdthemxoff

ceoanthonystark

hydrasotherbrokenweapon

he-let-me-fall

agxntblye

agentxtriplett

"Okay--so what do you want me to do again?" 

[keepingwatch]

hydrasotherbrokenweapon + keepingwatch || RP: Shadowing SHIELD

Stiles sat on the end of his bed and waited. His little room was nice and he appreciated that SHIELD was doing their best to make him comfortable but it was still kind of a cell. He couldn't leave it except when he was allowed out and he got scheduled times to call his dad. They were trying to help him and he was grateful but... a little bored sometimes.

Today though, he knew he was going to be run through some more tests on his shadow powers. After being possessed by the dark Notgitsune spirit, they'd been left behind. They were pretty cool but sometimes they got on top of him, shadows growing and solidifying around him, lashing out at people. He'd trashed a class room with them (take that, Mr. Harris) and fled the shocked looks and screams. SHIELD found him a week later, curled up in an abandoned farmhouse, scared and hungry.

He hoped Leo was going to be there today. He liked her. She seemed to understand more maybe that some of the other doctors. And she was just cool. 

He heard the beep click of his door being opened and looked over.