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[jemmaqueenofspace]

“You’re in love with Skye.” Okay that was blunt but in her defence she didn’t know a casual way to broach the subject of her... well she supposed fuck buddy really was the correct term given this discovery but she did not like it so... well of him being in love with someone else. Grant was... obvious in his affection for the other man, much more than a mentor or a big brother... no she’d seen the way he looked at him. 

There was not another explanation, which meant that whatever this was between her and Grant was going to end now. She wasn’t going to drag it out by feigning ignorance or playing up whatever sense of loyalty to her he might have given the number of orgasms they had shared. No, she had far too much pride for that. 

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"You want to kiss me where?" (marvelmusesinc, you can pick who)

“You heard me.” Jemma said boldly her hand curling into his shirt. “It’s an offer, if you don’t want it,” She curled her voice about the word to make sure he got the innuendo well enough. “You can always say no.”

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Bundle of Joy?

There was no way around it, no denying it, no pretending she didn’t know how this could happen. The liquid was blue and all that tired feeling and nausea was not stress. She had to tell Coulson- she was humiliated by the idea of confessing what she’d done- but then Ward had returned which meant by all rights she had to tell him first. How the hell was she going to explain this? How was she going to tell him the reason she’d been avoiding him for the past month was because she’d- No she just had to start from the basic facts.

She found him on the bus, they hadn’t got their invites in from Agent Koenig yet so it wasn’t surprising. “Ward... can I talk t you?” she asked her humiliation plan on her face.

[manymarvelmuses-blog]

It was nice to be in a queer bar, surrounded by pretty women and a lot of shirtless men, Lady Gaga blaring over the loudspeaker. Angie wished she could ring up her best friend Peggy, who’s on a job project in L.A with Mr. Sousa, and she was all by her lonesome. Angie was definitely, undeniably lesbian. She knew pretty women and knew how to talk to them too. She smiled, seeing a blonde down the way, and tilted her head towards her in a small hello.

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[hamilton-marvel-life]

A Ghost, or an Angel?|| Closed with marvelmusesinc

When Joseph Rogers had passed away, he’d promised his young child that he would send her an angel from Heaven-the angel of music, he’d said. The little girl had often wondered if her father had been telling her the truth, or f his words were simply to comfort her.

After being taken in by the opera house, she found the answer to her question. He came to her at night, hidden in the shadows away from her sight. His presence sent shivers up her spine, but she was oddly comfortable with him. Her angel taught her how to sing, and she took lessons from him for years.

It took long enough, but Stephanie was finally given a chance to share her vocal gift with a full house, and she’d turned out to be a hit. Everyone had enjoyed her singing, it seemed, and each person she passed seemed to have complimenting words for her. There was only one person she wanted to hear praise from, however, and after being surrounded by people for the longest time, the woman slipped into her dressing room to be alone, and to maybe hear from her teacher.

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🔀 (marvelmusesinc, Foggy)

i’ll shuffle my playlist for our muses’ song || accepting

tragician // frnkiero andthe cellabration

And through all the times we've hadI never saw what you saw in meThrough all the times we've tried,I could never be what you needed of meBut I wish I were

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@marvelmusesinc [foggy]

Matt was sitting on Foggy’s couch, listening intently to what his friend was talking about but at the same time, definitely distracted. He was trying not to fidget with the beer in his hand but he couldn’t help it--Foggy was almost right next to him and dinner smelled absolutely delicious and then he was scolding himself for taking an innocuous invitation from his best friend and fantasizing about something perverse.

He sipped his beer and cleared his throat, “So...what are you making? It smells really good in here.”

[jemmaqueenofspace]

Things were falling apart around them. One of the prisoners had escaped and was running around the halls. The base was under attack! Her lab was a mess, a week of work here gone! She was not very happy about that, she was more worried about who she might run into in the halls however and she held onto the gun in her hands, not her choice of weapons but she wasn’t going to get caught unarmed. Not with all of her guards running around dealing with the base being attacked, they had all but forgotten she existed. 

She wasn’t going to be repelling an enemy invasion herself. At this point she was just looking for a place to hide when she came on them, the remain prisoners tied up in the back room. 

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