youcalledme-sweetheart reblogged
I was supposed to be returning (and, slowly, but surely, I am), but I'm going away for the weekend and won't have my laptop. Sorry c:
Send a ♡ to hear how my character would tell your character that they loved them without actually using the word “love.”
It wasn’t exactly the right time or the right place, but who knew how much longer they would have for that sort of thing? Although they were doing their best to salvage SHIELD, the outcome looked bleak — Melinda was not a quitter. She did what she was told, even though she questioned his judgement, and maybe it was against her better judgement that she did so.
"Phil—"
They finally had a moment together, and it was stuck in a quiet that made Melinda uncomfortable. Ever since the true motive behind the team came to light, things had been strained between the two of them; the way he looked at her told her that he couldn’t trust her again, and maybe she deserved that. She wondered when — if ever — their relationship would mend itself so that she was an equal in his eyes again.
“Phil.”
She pressed again to get his attention. He wasn’t pleased, but there was a lot of weight on him recently, and she was the last person he probably wanted to deal with.
He asked her what, his expression no longer friendly, but she wouldn’t let it stay like that. She needed him to forgive her, somehow. Melinda didn’t regret looking out for him, or anything that she did. If there had been a way to let Phil know without potentially triggering something inside of him; she would have.
She cared for him. More than she cared for the rest of the team. It had to do with security; with knowing him for the longest, and the connection that they shared for so many years now. After Bahrain, he was there for her, even when she didn’t want it. This was her way to show that she was there for him too; it was almost selfish.
Melinda stared at him a moment. Her lip quivered in attempt to form a plethora of words to tell him why she did what she did, just how she felt when she heard that Phil was still alive, and the devastation she endured when she thought that he was dead. She needed him to understand that he meant so much more to her than she could ever dream to tell him; there was no telling how much longer she would have to let him know.
Her actions were out of love: unprofessional, irrevocable love.
"…I’m sorry.”
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youcalledme-sweetheart reblogged
Send a ♡ to hear how my character would tell your character that they loved them without actually using the word "love."
youcalledme-sweetheart reblogged
prestoxmagic
"I’m not asking you to trust me. I’m asking you to give me a chance. I know very well that gun will be pointed at me the second I make a wrong move. Trust is not an easy thing to come by, and I won’t be asking for it. But I can help you. I have the magic that will be able to set things right. Are you willing to pass up an opportunity like that? An opportunity salvage what was?”
"--Am I supposed to be buying this?" Magic? Did something like that really exist? When it turned out that the Clairvoyant had been no more than a SHIELD agent with high clearance -- someone who was supposedly trustworthy -- the thought of magic seemed cheap. Melinda knew there were other things, things out there that couldn't be explained -- she knew it first hand -- but with the way things were these days, she couldn't be sure of much. "I need proof."
theselfmadehero
Rick held his hands up, keeping them at a distance from each other so she didn’t think he was a threat, “Because 1) You’re the one that brought me into all this SHIELD stuff back when you first came to me, and 2) I’m not asking for trust, I’m asking to help, how you have me do it is up to you.”
True, Melinda had been sent to recruit him. For all she knew, the orders were transmissions from Hydra. What happened in the span of time from their initial meeting until this moment had been too much to fully comprehend. Anything could have happened.
"That doesn't prove much." She said, although it was a bit dejected; rise and fall -- subtle -- of her shoulders. "But if you were going to do something, I guess you would have by now."
-- And why should I trust you?
Because tomorrow is my last day of English class (meaning the bulk of my stress will be relieved) I plan on returning to May -- and finally clearing out that draft box. If people are still interested in rping, I hope I won't let you down. Real life is a bitch, and AoS has been killing my soul.
My tag isn't working. If you've tagged me recently, please let me know.
PS, Melinda and I are at odds after the last episode -- I'm so sorry that I'm shit over here D:
tagged by: itsnotamagicalplace
- Rule one: always post the rules
- Rule two: answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write 5 new ones
- Rule three: tag 5 people and link them to the post
- Rule four: actually tell them you tagged them
My questions:
1. How long have you roleplayed on tumblr?
Oh gosh. Honestly, not that long. I think it may only have been around two years -- most-likely less by a few months.
2. What’s the worst case of second-hand embarrassment you’ve experienced?
I don't know really. I feel like, it probably really had to do with a book character, or someone on TV. I get more like that with fictional people, than real people. Not that my real people don't do embarrassing things too, I just don't care.
3. Ever had a crush on someone on tumblr?
Yeah. Nothing serious, but I've liked people I've talked too -- probably more so the idea of them than them personally, but nevertheless.
4. Favorite food?
Filet mignon.
5. Comfort food?
Chocolate? Can chocolate be comfort food?
My Questions:
- What drew you to your character/made you feel like you would be able to pull them off?
- What tumblr users to you admire/enjoy rping with most (top 5, I guess)
- If you could play any other character, but haven't for some reason yet, who?
- Do you know anyone that you roleplay with in real life / have met before?
- Is there anything you should be doing right now, rather than scrolling along tumblr?
I tag: specialistgrantward, exrussiansleeper, blackslavicspider, foodfirearmsandfun, and hacker084.
I really need to stop disappearing, I'm sorry. Tonight, after I do all of my coursework -- so tomorrow, hopefully I'll be a little less stressed and a little more active.
youcalledme-sweetheart reblogged
I want Skye to be the lovechild of May and Thor. And there could be flashbacks of the moment too… that’d be fun.
Ming-Na Wen at Paley Fest (23-03-14)
youcalledme-sweetheart reblogged
Things I want for May:
- Undercover assignment as a [married] couple where they need to act attracted to each other for authenticity (like the episode Under Covers of NCIS)
- For Melinda to get laid, because after the last episode, she needs some kind of meaningless something to get her mind off of Ward.
- Familial type threads with the members of the Bus (some mamabear!May fluff)
- AUs (Harry Potter, Zombie Apocolypse, before Bahrain, High School or College, StudentTeacher, different time period, domestic??)
- Badass lady friendships.
- Other things??
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If you'd like to roleplay, I have opens, meme starters, an inbox ready to be used for plotting.
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