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ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN. Don't count me with the damages, just yet
I know that I have   F I R E  left.
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HEADCANON;

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Sometimes I think about how much, after the planet, and especially while dealing with Malick on his own, Fitz is becoming more and more like Ward.
It starts with the not so obvious things – just being harder and harsher because he’s dealing with grief, and maybe he’s a bit more intent on revenge and justice the longer he has to deal with things alone, but it’s nothing like Ward’s obsession with closure. He’s a bit more comfortable around death, even if he’s still not necessarily a fan of collateral damage, and there’s enough of a numbness to things that killing is something he can do. But those things? Those come with the job. Those come with being an agent, whether you want them to or not.
Then there are the bigger things. When they first teamed up again, they were the same – two agents that SHIELD refused to take care of who were grieving and leaned on each other and Hydra for distractions and resources. They’re still the same, though maybe Fitz is a few steps behind ( which is good thing if it means he hasn’t ended up dead yet ). He’s grieving again, only this time he’s alone, and he’s doing the same thing Ward did – he’s going to take over Hydra and get his revenge once he has the power.
The biggest thing is when he’s doing it on purpose. He has to gain Malick’s trust and go under cover in order to take over again, but was never trained for any of that. Of all the resources he has at his disposal so that he can learn, and quickly, the best one of all is personal experience – Ward’s personal experience, inside SHIELD, when he was tricking everyone else. So that’s what Fitz does, he plays pretend, he uses what he knows and maybe it’s a little bit like having Ward back, or at the very least he feels close to him again. He can be Malick’s loyal agent, he can follow orders, he can tell selective truths, he can gain trust. It was exactly what Ward did for nearly a year while living on the same plane as him. How hard could it be?
But the most important things? Those are the ones no one quite pieces together, because he’s always done them in one way or another. Maybe he’s closing off just a bit more, hiding the fact that he’s feeling as much as he is. Maybe he’s being colder to people to push them away ( he gets too many people hurt. they can’t be close to him anymore ). Maybe he’s being just a little bit more reckless than normal, caring even less about his own safety. Maybe, once Malick is out of the picture, he’s embracing the new leadership too easily. ( he never tells anyone, and he never lets anyone see, but maybe he’s talking to himself again, only this time it’s not Jemma’s face and voice that his mind conjures up when he needs advice )
Because they both have a secret, and they kept it even from themselves long before Hydra came out of the shadows, or brain damage made things difficult, or alien artifacts transported someone he loved to the other end of the universe, or Hydra was the best option for bringing her back.
                                              THEY WERE ALWAYS THE SAME.
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“Studies show that giving trouble-makers responsibility is often a good way to make them behave better, though,” she pointed out with a shrug, even if she could see Fitz’s point. She pressed her nails against his skin a little harder, knowing how much he enjoyed it.

          He let out a groan at the words, shaking his head but not moving enough to discourage her touch. “If I want to give her more responsibility, I’ll start with giving her the lead on a project. After that, I’ll base my decision on whether or not she succeeds.”

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“Thank you,” she said as soon as he complimented the pesto, “And your ego is big enough to be able to sustain a few blows, at least when it comes to sex. Or it should be.” She raised an eyebrow at him, because she had certainly never hidden her appreciation in that area. 

          “Oh, believe me, I have a very healthy ego when it comes to that area.” Shaking his head, he took a small step closer to her while letting his halfhearted pout turn into a faint smile. “But if my ego isn’t get a very big blow, then I think your nights are doing just fine.”

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“Dempsey is gooood,” she grinned stupidly and closed her eyes for a moment.  Whatever meds she had been given were sure doing a number on her.  Thankfully Fitz was here though, she was sure he would take care of her until Phil got back.  “I don’t know if I’ve seen that movie yet … maybe I have … i don’t know,” she said trying to give him a little shrug.
“I’d love to watch it though.  Anything to get to get my flu off this mind––” she paused and squinted her eyes as she thought about what she said, which didn’t really sound right at all.  “I mean –– my mind off this flu?” she corrected herself or at least she hoped she was correcting herself.
“Could I have some orange juice please?”
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         Fitz stepped forward so that he could lift the cup of juice and its straw from the nearby table with a small smile, shaking his head. He really did like the easy conversation, especially when it was steered toward something he actually knew enough about to keep talking about. “It’s a GREAT movie, in my opinion. Patrick Dempsey plays Tom - totally sleeps around, uses ridiculous excuses to never see them again, all that cliche stuff - and his best friend is this artist named Hannah who ends up engaged to a Scotsman, and she asks him to be her maid of honor at the wedding.”
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Jemma didn’t try to resist him one second; she didn’t want to risk hurting him and, of course, she could see what he was trying to do and it was the right thing. She hadn’t wanted to hurt herself, she had a plan to follow, it had just been a moment of confusion, a weakness. So even when he pushed the gun away and stepped back, barely, she held her hands up in surrender and kept them there, trying to remember what she had wanted to say, eyes flickering over his face and then closing, her brows furrowing as she let herself feel that she was back.  “That wasn’t me. My memories, sometimes… I got confused. I don’t want to kill myself, I have… things to do first, I’m not going to try to shoot myself,” she murmured, and then opened her eyes again, and there was some relief in seeing Fitz and recognizing Fitz.  She slowly lowered her hands, hoping it would stay that way. “I was… TAHITI’d… sort of.” And with that she groaned and took a few stumbling steps back, turning around to automatically reach for a bottle there, no reason to pick up the gun anymore. “And I’m not mad at you.” 
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          He clenched his jaw while watching her, giving her as much space as she needed as long as she wasn’t in any obvious danger. Maybe a bit of space would be good, or at least he hoped it would, considering he didn’t really have many other options. Fitz WANTED to help her, wanted to make sure she was alright, but he wasn’t going to push when the situation could change at any moment.

          “Do you want to talk to someone? I came out here because I want you to be okay... even if it’s just ranting, having someone to listen can be helpful.”

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Acts of Affection

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Family/Platonic:

  • ✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
  • ✪  Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.
  • ★  Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.
  • ✬  Making them their favorite hot beverage.
  • ☼  Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.
  • ☀  Singing them to sleep.
  • ☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it. 
  • ☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.
  • ✥ Play fighting!
  • ❃  Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)

Shipping/Romance:

  • ♥  Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.
  • ♡  Kissing the corner of their eyes.
  • ❥  Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.
  • ❤  Whispering sweet nothings in their ear. 
  • ❦  Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
  • ❣  Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.
  • ღ  Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.
  • ℒ  Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.
  • £ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.
  • Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.

Sexual/NSFW:

  • ✖  Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.
  • ✗  Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.
  • ♦  Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.
  • ✚  Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
  • ✦  Giving a sensual massage.
  • ♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.
  • ▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.
  • ▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.
  • ► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.
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“Have you been eating enough?”

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show some concern for the monkey@nothermione
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          Fitz lifted his head to look over at her at the question, taking a slow breath and trying to decide on what to say. He couldn’t outright say he’d been skipping meals, trying to keep everything from falling apart, but he didn’t want to LIE to her, either. “I haven’t been as hungry lately. It is that time of year -- maybe I just have some stomach bug or something.”

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She stiffened a little when he said that they wanted to help her. At least he had thought better of it. “His worry was always justified to me because you disappeared, people don’t like when you do that,” she remarked, lifting her eyebrows while he kept talking. Oh now, that was a good way to poke a sleeping bear, except her own was pretty much never asleep. “Oh it’s better. You are definitely better, give me a break.” She held back a man, speech patterns left from the brainwashing and her life there, and she could tell her accent had nearly turned American. It only pissed her off more. “Raped anyone lately? Cause if not, I’m pretty sure that puts you several spots ahead too. And no thanks for the helping, you had it right the first time, I’m okay with getting stitched up but after that I have a few scores to settle and I’m not going to stay anywhere. Plus, my place is so lovely,” she added sarcastically, “What would the neighbors do without me. Who’d pick them up from the floor when they are too drunk to move.”
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          He felt his breath hitch in his throat at her words, staying close so that he could help her walk but choosing not to say anything for a long moment. If she was going to be so blunt about things, he was going to have to get used to it, and that would take a bit of time -- especially if it was going to continue. “I’ll check in on them if you need me to. If I can pick myself up off the floor when I’m completely sloshed, I’m sure I can do it for others, too.”

          Fitz hoped his attempt at a joke wouldn’t fall too flat, taking another slow, deep breath before looking over at her with a weak smile. “You should stay with us for at least a day or two. We can make sure you get patched up, get you a decent meal, a nice place to sleep for the night. Jemma, please -- it’s not forever, I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

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“secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

dont deny it DONT DENY IT 

  • “It never works for us, and it never will.”
  • “I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction.”
  • “I can’t fall in love with you.  I don’t want all the pain that comes with it.”
  • “My roommate had to go into my room and throw the sheets away because I haven’t been able to sleep in that bed since you left.”
  • “I keep asking myself “why isn’t the sun bright anymore” but then I remember you’re not in my life anymore and realize it’s just my own eyes.”
  • “I regret it all.  I really do, I swear.  Please, please– let’s fix this, please.”
  • “Remember when you promised we’d always be together?  Because I remember when I thought you meant it.”
  • “I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”
  • “The phone calls aren’t the same… I can hear in your voice that it’s not the same anymore.”
  • “I’m trying to avoid talking because I know what it’ll lead to, and I don’t want that to come.”
  • “Don’t you think you can fall back in love with me?”
  • “This whole time I’ve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on.  You never caught on.  I want you to hate me now, but I don’t think you’re even able to.”
  • “Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”
  • “Every time we fix things something else ends up breaking.”
  • “Why don’t we stop pretending we’re not on a road to destruction?”
  • “It wasn’t even fun at first, honestly.  It was just like… Morphine.”
  • “You’re just not enough anymore.”
  • “It’s been too long since you’ve really smiled.”
  • “Ah, it was all my fault.  Wasn’t it?”
  • “To think, we thought just the sex would be enough to keep us in love.”
  • “Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you.  You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”
  • “You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”
  • “Quit trying to fix me when you need to just fix yourself.”
  • “I’m so tired of everything about us, and about how we thought we were in love, and how we think forcing it can make us be in love– I’m so tired of it.”
  • “This whole time you’ve still been in love with him/her… Not me.”
  • “I couldn’t make you fall in love with me.  I thought I could do it, I really did, but… But I know you… And this isn’t love.”
  • “Did you really think I needed that kiss back then when all that you conveyed in it was pity?”
  • “To think I’ve changed so much to get you to like me, and you still never really look my way.”
  • “I know I deserve better than you.  I realize that, but you were so broken… I didn’t want to be the one that made you shatter.”
  • “All of this was to protect myself.”
  • “I feel like I’ve been looking for who you used to be… Back when you were actually happy.”
  • “I never want to even hear your name during my life anymore.”
  • “Your lips used to be sanctuary, but now I just feel trapped.”
  • “Isn’t it time we both stopped pretending we make each other happy?”
  • “The thing I regret the most is giving you so much hope by agreeing to this date.”
  • “We have the kind of history anyone would never want to think about again, and you’re hear asking me on a date?”
  • “What makes you think I’ll be any different this time?”
  • “I’ll let you down.  I will always let you down.  I’m not enough for you to be satisfied.”
  • “Are you satisfied with the mess you’ve created out of me?”
  • “I should have listened to everyone who told me this was a bad idea.”
  • “I’ve never met someone who can so gently destroy me the way you do.”
  • “I can’t forget about him/her!  It’s not in my power to forget how he/she felt when they loved me.”
  • “The saddest thing is that when I told him/her I loved him/her, he/she thought I was lying.  He/she never believed someone could fall in love with him/her.”
  • “Listen…  You’re his/her best friend… and I completely fucked up– it’s over between us, but… please, punch me, or punish me, or do something to me because he/she just… cried.  He/she wasn’t even angry, they were just so sad– Please, be angry at me, please.  Give me what I deserve.”
  • “It would have been better if we never met.”
  • “You’re my regret.”
  • “I’m not angry at you, just at myself… Because I knew this would happen, but I let myself fall in love with you anyways.”
  • “Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.”
  • “This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”
  • “Somewhere deep inside me, I still have hope that you’ll fall in love.  How pathetic.”

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