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steve chuckled. “well, i was in the ice for quite a while. remember?” he said with an arch of his eyebrow. “but yeah, temperatures don’t affect me much. not unless they’re really extreme.”
“so where would you like to go, jemma?”
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It isn’t often that Jemma breaches her space. The women occasionally must work together, not just for SHIELD but for their other teammates, for Uncle Phil, for the good of the world even if there’s no credit or glory or sometimes even answers. Things have been perhaps to quiet of late on that regard which has let her spend most of the last few days working through her charting and catching up on files from the past. She wasn’t expecting the door to open, or to see Simmons on the other side of it. Quickly she turns off the monitor to keep protocol with security and patient confidentiality mandates. “What can I do for ya?” It’s not the most professional or friendly sounding set of words but she doesn’t really know what to say any more. “Accident? I mean...was dere an accident? Need some paracetamol or some bandages?”
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Jemma rubbed her head, that she was on a floor was obvious but what floor and where, those were the questions and-
“Tony Stark?” Her eyes focused on the familiar but somehow off man in front of her.
After the portal had opened and spit her out, the various scientists had peeked out from behind their equipment and boxes and seen the girl on the floor - but Tony, who was only visiting there today, was closest to her. He’d gone to help her up, but then she’d shocked him by calling him by name.
“Uh... yes,” he said carefully, as other people began to cautiously approach. “How do you know my name?”
@jemmaqueenofspace asked “ no matter what anyone else says , you are so important to me . ” from x
The tears were falling down Fitz’s cheeks faster than he could stop them, and her words fell on deaf ears. Maybe she was right, but that didn’t stop the nagging voice in the back of his head from telling him otherwise.
“I’m not,” he whimpered, his hands pulling at his hair. “I ca- I can’t, it’s... s’too mmm... much.”
In a flash, the tugging at his hair turned to his hands making fists, pounding into his head in frustration, whimpers and groans passing his lips, his teeth grinding together in his mouth as he hit his head over and over again.
Rewriting History
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It was, to the best of the SSR’s ability to tell, a rock.
It was an impressive rock, of course, big a black and rough-hewn around the edges, like and yet unlike something one might find set up on some windblown Scottish island right off the edge of the world. But what a shady scientist had wanted with it, and why it was the thing he’d been most determined that the SSR not take, Peggy hadn’t the faintest idea. Nobody else did either, of course - so it might as well have been Peggy who was sitting there trying to write a report on the bloody thing on a very rainy Thursday in New York.
At one point, she got up and went to walk in a circle around the thing, looking at the surface with a magnifying glass. There had to be something she’d missed. Either that or Doctor What’s-His-Name had just been off his rocker. That was also a possibility.
“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”
“No.” The second it was out, Bucky knew he’d said it too quickly, too defensively. Way to go, Barnes, he thought. Some master assassin you are. He hesitated, wondering how stupid and cliche it would be to ask, but figuring he’d already screwed himself this far, might as well take it that one step further, right? “Why would I be jealous?”
@jemmaqueenofspace asked: ⏮ for Jemma to discover an event or occurrence that happened to my Deke’s past/history.
Deke was sat on his bunk in his room, he wasn’t really having a good day and so isolated himself from the other agents, they usually didn’t like him much, all except Simmons, but she was busy last time he checked.
He was having bad memories of things that had happened in the past, the main one he was thinking about was his mother’s death, he may have only been a child then, but he still remembered clearly, the memory had never faded.from his mind.
Deke wanted company but it wasn’t exactly easy to reach out when the only person he felt he could trust with this sort of stuff, was the mother of his mother. He’d never told anyone how she was killed, they didn’t want to know and he didn’t blame them.
Deke brought his legs that were hanging over the side of the bed to his chest. The memory wasn’t leaving his mind and it was just making him feel worse, when he felt the tears prick at his eyes, he wiped his eyes then lowered his head between his knees with a sigh.
For the hell of it: what do you think Jemma and Hunter would be like?
I’m doing them as a romantic ship, even though we’ve not written them that way. :D
send me a ship and i’ll tell you:
who is more likely to get injured doing small tasksI think Jemma would. And Hunter would get all solicitous and want to tend her injuries. I’m not sure whether she would let him. XD
who worries more about the otherOof. This is tough. I think your Jemma is more of a worrier than she lets on, but she’s also unfailingly logical. She’d probably have reason to worry about him in the field, but he would worry often about her mental and emotional health. (And of course, any time she’s in danger, he’d be worried.) So I think it would be him.
who is more afraid about the other leaving themI don’t know! I think I could see this being Jemma. But I also know she’s pretty confident. Hunter has some natural tendencies toward insecurity, especially after Bobbi. But these two both tend to be pretty loyal, and I’m not sure whether it would be a big concern.
who is more likely to leave (for any reason)Jemma would be more likely to leave, and probably for a well-intentioned, martyrish sort of reason, like she thinks she’s protecting him. (I cry.)
who is more likely to drunkenly confessHunter. Although…Jemma’s drunken confessions would be really interesting.
who is more likely to push the other away (for any reason) Jemma. I think she’s more locked down with her emotions and would be more likely to hold him at a distance than vice versa.
who picks fights more oftenHunter. Because Jemma tends to be more difficult to crack into than he is, I can see him doing that glorious self-destructive thing he does where he pushes her until she loses it. DX
who usually apologizes firstHunter. He has less tolerance for prolonged conflict than she has and would want to reconcile more quickly. Also, she does ping that tender, nurturing part of his personality, and while he might poke to get her to open up, he wouldn’t actually like to be at odds with her for a prolonged period of time.
who is more likely to withhold their feelings for the otherOoh. This is a delicious possibility. In terms of them first getting together, I could see much mutual denial/skinny love kind of stuff going on here. In general, though…I think Jemma.
who is more likely to lash out at the otherI think this would be Jemma, when she is bottling up too much and it all explodes out at once. Probably in response to his provocation.
who gets more jealousBoth! I think they could give each other a run for their money on this one. XD
who is more likely to support the other in a relationship with someone else “as long as they’re happy”:They would both try. I think Jemma might have an easier time letting go than he would. And he might not believe she was actually happy.
