#precariousfates

[witchyxwoo]

@precarious-fates // continued from HERE

Sloane had been done with competitive gymnastics and had wanted to explore the world. Well explore it beyond the international competitions she's attended through her former elite gym world. Perhaps it had been fate, but her second stop to America had brought her a local gym looking for new teachers. They'd given her a trial period, sure. But lots of kids recognized her and the coaches wanted to keep her on to give a chance.

Of course that had been weeks ago and now she'd just finished helping guide some kids on their skills when she'd locked eyes with him. Perhaps it had lasted too long when a little girl had tugged on her shirt. Sloane apologized and went back to finishing the current skill set with the current group of kids. Once that finished she applauded them all and told them all to take a quick break.

She went to go look back over to notice the other guy had started to head towards the door. Sloane let the other coaches know she'd try to be back, but continue without her if she wasn't back in time. With that in mind she went to go catch up with the other man before placing a hand on his shoulder. "Trying to leave without getting a conversation in, huh?" she teased slightly, with her british accent coming out as well.

[heartsbreaking]

"i do." of course she did, it was impossible not to notice it. she also knew how bad the shitstorm was going to be when her parents found out. that was why she had to get her older brother on her side first. that way, she had backup. that being said, she already had job interviews lined up. she was doing it anyway. "i'm just trying to play to my strengths, you know?," bailey justified. "i promise, i'm not trying to give away trade secrets or turn you or mom and dad in. i'm just trying to...balence the scales, i guess."

REPLY to @precarious-fates / caleb boden *

[washeartsbreaking]

"you look terrified." kirby knew it was probably terrifying to have a car driving at and around you, so she couldn't really judge him. she was more than a little excited to be driving a new car this nice. of course, the interiors were kitted out for the stunts, to be driving the car she had to be strapped in. there was another harness for a passenger too though. "grab a helmet, i'll run you through what i'm going to do so you know what it feels like from the inside. you can see i won't be anywhere near your mark." she wasn't entirely sure the production team would let her take him on the course, but if it got him to stop looking scared it had to be a good thing. "that way you can go back to standing there looking sexy."

REPLY to @precariousfates / ariel fayer *

[amused-bouche]

@precariousfates x

"Have I ever?" He grins into their neck, having moved to press a kiss to their jaw, then their throat. Despite the threat, he still wraps his arms around them from behind, lightly squeezing their waist to pull them closer. "C'mon, just want a lil snack." He snickers.

[nctafraid]

@precariousfates gets a semi-plotted starter

Nothing about the station felt the same, not with Miller gone. Travis knew that this loss was going to hit harder than any other one that they've had to face. There was no preparation, nothing to warn them that when they left for the call that they weren't all going to come back. It had been a month, a month of all of them trying to get back to normal as if they didn't have a hole in their hearts, in their family. But they were getting a new transfer today and that meant that they needed to pull themselves together.

Travis was in the kitchen when he heard the footsteps, without looking up Travis continued what he was doing over the stove. "I hope you picked up the batteries because we are -" Finally looking up from the pan that he was using to cook hashbrowns, Travis stopped mid-sentence. "Buckley?"

[frthestars]

#buck said to tommy, "you make a great pillow," @precariousfates

Tommy snorts softly through his nose, fingers continuing to drag lazily across Buck's back. He's grateful for the bare skin and already mourning the idea of them both having to get up.

"Glad I work out just for you to call me soft," flat as Tommy's voice is, there's no real bite to it. The complaint is hollow; he likes knowing Buck's comfortable.

"Any chance I can convince you to spend the morning in bed," he asks after a minute.

[storiesfabled-a]

@precariousfates asked: ❛ i'm not leaving until we talk about this. ❜

tommy crossed his arms, staring over at buck with an exasperated look on his face. "what more is there to talk about, evan? i thought we got everything out the other night at your apartment." while breaking up with buck had not been tommy's intention that night, and he regretted it every day since then, he wasn't sure what could be said to repair the two's relationship back to what it used to be. "how could you even still want to be with me after what i said the other night?"

[onceheroeslogic]

alice rolled her eyes. she didn't feel like arguing with him calling her 'kid' or assuming she shouldn't be here. she was tired of insisting on her capabilities. "you need me here." that was all he was getting on that front. "i'm thinking this has to do with guns, just so you know. i came by here the other day and they were loading a bunch of stuff in through the back."

REPLY to @precariousfates / clint barton *