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thewidowsghost · 4 years

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Fox - Chapter 35

Previously on Fox:

An hour or so later, Skye walks up the stairs to ask Natasha and (Y/n) a question but stops at the door when she sees the two asleep. Skye inwardly 'awws' at the scene: Natasha cuddled up to (Y/n), (Y/n) with her arms wrapped around Natasha's waist, and Frost lying her head on Natasha's knee. The white Samoyed puppy silently stands up and pads over to Skye wagging her tail, and follows Skye downstairs to her room.

The fluffy dog settles down on the floor beside Skye's bed and after a moment, Skye pats her bed beside her and Frost jumps up and Skye snuggles into her fur. Skye falls asleep with her head resting just below the base of the Samoyed's neck.

3rd Person POV

A few weeks later, around 5:30 in the morning, (Y/n) wakes up before Natasha and gently lifts up the redhead up while (Y/n) sits up. Once (Y/n)'s out of bed, she sets Natasha gently down and sets a blanket over the redhead.

(Y/n) changes into a pair of gym shorts and a short sleeve shirt, and walks down the stairs.

On her way downstairs, (Y/n) catches sight of Skye cuddled up with Frost. The white fluffball lifts her head a little and wags her tail and (Y/n) smiles. Frost settles her head down and (Y/n) continues downstairs to the training room.

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(Y/n) stretches for a few minutes, then punches the life out of the punching bag for a while before a knock on door behind her makes her turn around. "Hey Nat," (Y/n) smiles.

(Y/n) walks over and gives Natasha a hug. "You're sweaty!" Natasha complains, wriggling out of (Y/n)'s hug. "Anyway, remember when we were at your Air Force base and I was like 'you're good with a sword'?"

"Yeah," (Y/n) smiles.

"I got you some fancy metal so you could make your own," Natasha says. "Apparently Vibranium is hard to find."

"Well," (Y/n) says as the two walk up stairs and into the kitchen, (Y/n) grabbing a granola bar from the pantry. "The last time Vibranium was used was for Captain America's shield in the forties or Fury's tool"

"How do you know these random things?" Natasha asks, unable to keep a note of amazement out of her voice.

"Have you been around when me and Coulson talk?" (Y/n) asks. "He's always asking me if I've found the last three cards for his Captain America trading card collection. Also, my grandfather, Howard Stark, created Steve's shield."

"I almost forgot about that," Natasha says and (Y/n) smiles.

"Well," (Y/n) flips her long hair dramatically, "my family is famous." Natasha stifles a laugh and (Y/n) continues, "How about we got get changed and we can go and run some errands? We need groceries and Skye needs some things for her "

"That sounds good," Natasha says, talking (Y/n)'s hand.

"I though I was sweaty?" (Y/n) teases.

"I'm forcing you to take a shower," Natasha says. "Maybe I'll join you," Natasha's last words has (Y/n)'s face red.

"There's children around Romanoff," the tall (H/C) haired woman says.

"Skye's still asleep," Natasha says.

"I was talking about me," (Y/n) says her (E/C) eyes flickering with amusement. "You're literally dating a child."

"I could have told you that much," Natasha teases pushing (Y/n) into their bathroom and closing the door after tossing (Y/n) a pair of clothes.

(Y/n) takes a quick shower and changes into the clothes Natasha had thrown her, a pair of jean shorts, and a navy t-shirt with a fox on the front.

"What's with you always giving me fox related clothing to wear?" (Y/n) asks Natasha, who is chilling on their bed looking at her phone.

"You make a cute fox," Natasha says looking up.

"I'm not cute any other time?" (Y/n) asks, biting the inside of her cheek to stop from smiling. "I've never been so offended in my entire life."

"You said yourself that you weren't cute," Natasha smiles.

(Y/n) shifts into a fox and leaps lightly on the bed to rest her head in Natasha's lap.

Natasha gazes down at Fox (Y/n), her eyes glinting with amusement.

(Y/n) shifts back to herself, her head still resting in Natasha's lap. "You'd rather date a fox than me?" (Y/n) gazes thoughtfully into Natasha's silvery green gaze. "Or am I not attractive enough for you?" she smirks up at her girlfriend. "Cause, if not -"

Natasha gently places a hand over (Y/n)'s mouth, her eyes glinting. "You're plenty enough for me, and more."

(Y/n) goes to say something but it comes out muffled due to Natasha's hand.

Natasha smirks and removes her hand from (Y/n)'s mouth. "I was about this close," (Y/n) raises a hand, her thumb and pointer finger about an inch apart, "from licking your hand."

"That's disgusting," the redhead comments, running her fingers gently through (Y/n)'s long (H/C) hair.

"It would have gotten your attention," (Y/n) points out. Natasha's stomach grumbles behind (Y/n)'s head and the (E/C) eyed woman laughs. (Y/n) sits up, and slides off the bed. (Y/n) offers Natasha her hand, "My lady."

Natasha smiles, takes (Y/n)'s hand, and the two walk out of the room and down the stairs. (Y/n) stops at Skye's room and knocks lightly on the door. She then drops Natasha's hand and walks into the room.

(Y/n) walks over and gently shakes Skye's shoulder, Frost lifting her head a little to stare at the tall woman. Skye's brown eyes flutter open. "If you're okay with it, we're going to go out to get some stuff for your room," (Y/n) says.

Skye sits up and yawns, "Yeah, that sounds nice. I'll be down in a few minutes." Frost nuzzles Skye and jumps nimbly off the bed and pads out of the room at (Y/n)'s heals.

Natasha and Frost head downstairs with (Y/n) at their heals. (Y/n) and Natasha settle down on the couch, Natasha taking (Y/n)'s hand back, Frost settling down at Natasha's feet.

"I was wondering, how'd you get Vibranium?"

"I have some contacts," Natasha answers. "It took a while to get here though. I'd been looking since we got back from the Air Force Base."

"Wow, my girlfriend's got some commitment," (Y/n) flashes a smile at Natasha. "But seriously, thanks."

"No problem," Natasha smiles back.

"I'm ready if you guys are," Skye says, as she reaches the bottom of the stars.

(Y/n) stands up, her knees cracking. "Man, I'm getting old now."

Skye shakes her head fondly while Natasha rolls her eyes.

"I'd hope not," Natasha says as they walk over to the door, "I'm older than you."

(Y/n) smiles and pulls on a pair of navy blue and white Nike's, petting Frost on the head when the fluffy puppy comes over to stand by the door.

Frost wags her tail, sitting by the door as the three leave the house.

As the three begin walking down the street, something explodes in a building overhead.

(Y/n) and Natasha's heads snap up and a huge piece of building comes down on a group of citizens and (Y/n) thrusts her hand out, the huge piece of the apartment building freezing in midair.

"Get the people out of here," (Y/n) tells Natasha and the redhead nods, running over and clearing the people out of the way. Once Natasha and the people are out of the way, (Y/n) gently lowers the chunk of rock down. She runs over to Natasha, "I'm going up."

"The building is on fire!" Skye cries, staring at (Y/n) in disbelief.

"Yeah, but it's my job," (Y/n) says and Natasha hesitantly nods.

(Y/n) sprints over to the building and stares up at the outside, thinking quickly, she summons a gust of wind and shoots skyward to the top of the building.

Covering her mouth and nose, (Y/n) advances though top of the building, pulling people out of the the rubble, extinguishing fires with jets of water as she advances.

(Y/n) stiffens for a moment when she hears a cry from a girl. She advances sliding across the wooden floor to the girl.

(Y/n) catches sight of a young teenager with brown hair and brown eyes - maybe fourteen or fifteen - her leg trapped under a metal beam.

"Hey kiddo, I'm (Y/n)," (Y/n) says, her voice shaking. "What's your name?"

"I go by Katie," the girl says. "You think you can lift this off me?"

"You know," (Y/n) says, lying down near the girl and braces her arms against the beam. "You're super chill about this. Now, when I lift the beam, get yourself out."

"Can you lift this thing?" Katie asks.

"Sure, on the count of three," (Y/n) says. "One. Two. Three!" (Y/n) strains and lifts the beam, and Katie slithers out from the way of the beam.

(Y/n) drops the beam and there is a resounding clang as the beam drops to the ground.

"You're like a superhero!" Katie says in amazement as (Y/n) heals her leg.

"Well, you're gonna help me out with that," (Y/n) says, Katie standing up and following (Y/n) down the stairs.

Back at the base of the building, Natasha and Skye watch as injured people come out of the building, some needing help from others. Most of the people were covered in ash and smoke.

A few minutes later, a large group of people emerge from the building (Y/n) and a girl - Natasha guessed she was about fifteen. Natasha watches as the girl grabs (Y/n)'s wrist and drags her over to a woman, presumably the girl's mother.

"Mom, this is (Y/n)," Natasha hears the girl says say excitedly. "She's a super hero. She saved everyone."

The woman looks gratefully at (Y/n), studying the (H/C) haired woman's disheveled appearance. The woman says something to (Y/n) and the tall woman shifts uncomfortably, a sheepish expression on her face.

Some of the other people turn to tell (Y/n) thank you, or other things, grateful smiles on their faces.

Natasha and Skye walk over to (Y/n), studying her ash stained face. Natasha steps forward and wraps her into a hug.

"Good job," Natasha murmurs, separating from the hug.

(Y/n) smiles warmly, "I need to change."

Skye laughs, shaking her head.

"Come on, let's get you home," Natasha says, grabbing (Y/n)'s hand and dragging her home. Natasha unlocks the door and pushes (Y/n) towards the stairs so she could go change.

Skye walks over and turn the TV on, "Hey Natasha, you're going to want to see this."

Natasha walks over and sees a video on the news of a woman with (H/C) hair with her hand held in front of her, the chunk of the apartment building hanging suspended in the air. The camera zooms in on (Y/n), completely zooming in on her face. Skye and Natasha continue watching and freeze when the camera catches (Y/n) flying up to the top of the building then returning about half-an-hour later, and (Y/n) comes down about five minutes later, staring at the TV.

"I'm in so much trouble," (Y/n) mutters, pulling out her phone and calling Pepper.

"(Y/n)! Why are you on the news?" is the first thing that Pepper says.

"Yeah, about that," (Y/n) walks over into the kitchen and pulls out a sheet of paper and a pen, then sitting down at the counter, putting the phone on speaker. "Can you keep Dad from watching the news?"

"It's too late, he's charging up the stairs now," Pepper answers, and (Y/n) lets her head fall against the counter.

"Pepper!" (Y/n) hears her dad yell.

(Y/n) lifts her head from the counter as Natasha places a hand on her shoulder, sitting down in the chair next to her.

"Why the hell was (Y/n) on the news?" Tony yells and (Y/n) flinches.

"I'm so dead!" (Y/n) hisses to Natasha.

"She's so dead!" Tony says.

"See!" (Y/n) mutters.

"Get my daughter on the phone!" (Y/n) and Natasha hear Tony order Pepper.

"This sucks," (Y/n) grumbles, running a hand through her hair.

"(Y/n) (Middle/name) Stark!" Tony yell into the phone, (Y/n)'s eyes widen and Natasha takes her girlfriend's hand.

"Hi Dad," (Y/n) says.

"You're so dead!" Tony says and (Y/n) and Natasha share a look. "Why in hell didn't you tell me you were enhanced?"

"Because I didn't want you to worry about me dying or something stupid," (Y/n) answers, shrugging her shoulders.

"That isn't an excuse!" Tony retorts.

"I was just trying to go get groceries and a building exploded," (Y/n) says. "I'm like you now," the last statement sounded more like a question.

(Y/n) scribbles something on the paper in front of her, Could you get Maria or Coulson on the phone? and she slides it in front of Natasha.

"The next time I see you in person, we're going to have a talk," Tony says, then ends the call.

"I have a feeling you might not want to be around for that talk," (Y/n) says, grinning despite herself.

Natasha shakes her head and sets her phone on the counter.

"(Y/n), what's the problem?" Phil Coulson's voice comes from the phone.

"Have you seen the New York City News recently?" (Y/n) asks.

(Y/n) and Natasha hear a door open on the other side line and Maria Hill's voice, "Coulson, you might want to have a look at the NYC News from this morning."

"So that's what (Y/n) was talking about," Coulson says.

"Everyone is talking about the mysterious - well, from that zoom in on her face, they now know it's (Y/n) Stark - superhero, The Fox," Maria says.

"Well, this should be great," Coulson mutters. "(Y/n), May, and I are supposed to be going on a mission."

"Since when?" (Y/n) asks, standing up.

"We need you to come in now," Coulson answers thought the phone.

"The New York Facility?" (Y/n) asks.

"Yeah, we're taking Lola. We'll talk about this situation when we get back," (Y/n) grins and sprints upstairs and changing into a pair of black leather pants, a black t-shirt, and a black leather jacket, while pocketing her Level Eight SHIELD badge.

(Y/n) jogs back downstairs, Skye watching the tall woman with a strange expression on her face. (Y/n) nods a goodbye to Skye, and walks into the kitchen to say goodbye to Natasha.

"I'll be back soon," (Y/n) says, giving Natasha a hug, and leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. Natasha turns her head so (Y/n)'s kiss lands on her lips. "Hopeless romantic," (Y/n) teases, smiling warmly.

"It's not my fault," Natasha in an accusing tone as she and (Y/n) walk towards the door, (Y/n) pulling a pair of black Nikes.

"Excuse me," (Y/n) answers, flashing Natasha a charming smile. She then laughs, "I'll see y'all soon."

"Stop with the smile," Natasha complains. "You know i hate it."

"Nah, you love it," (Y/n) counters. "You're just upset it ruins the bad girl image you like to portray so much."

Frost races over from Skye's side and (Y/n) kneels down to scratch behind the dog's ears.

After a moment, (Y/n) stands up, "Duty calls."

"Do you have to say that every time?" Natasha asks.

"It does," (Y/n) shrugs. "Love you," she smiles and darts out the door, shifting into a hawk and flying to the SHIELD facility a few miles away.

(Y/n) lands on the ground beside Coulson's cherry-red, 1962 Chevrolet Corvette, Lola. Hawk (Y/n) shifts back in herself, looking down at Coulson.

"We driving, or flying?" (Y/n) asks, getting in in the passenger side of the car.

"It's a flying car for a reason," Coulson answers, starting the car and flicking the switch and the car rises into the air.

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"She amazes me every time," (Y/n) tells Coulson. "When are you going to let me work on her?"

"Nobody touches Lola," Coulson answers.

"Even your favorite honorary daughter?" (Y/n) asks, her voice lightening.

"Okay, maybe sometime," Coulson says as Lola lands in front of Melinda and her husband, Andrew's house.

"Yes!" (Y/n) exclaims as they get out of the car.

Coulson smiles, and the two walk up to the door.

"Is it my turn?" (Y/n) asks.

"Go ahead, she'll only complain," Coulson says.

Inside the house, Andrew Garner is drinking a cup of coffee and Melinda May is drinking a green smoothie.

The doorbell rings, and May lets out an exasperated sigh.

"He's always early," May complains. "Stall him."

Melinda walks away and out of the kitchen as Andrew yells to the front door.

"Come on in!" Andrew yells. "It's open!"

Coulson opens the door and he and (Y/n) walk through the house and into the kitchen.

"Andrew?" Coulson asks. "Good morning."

When (Y/n) and Coulson enter the kitchen, Garner is pouring a cup of coffee and hands it to Coulson.

"Hi, I'm (Y/n)," (Y/n) waves to the African American husband of Melinda May.

"Hey, Melinda said she found you a few weeks ago," Andrew says. "Coffee?"

"Sure, thanks," (Y/n) says, taking the offered mug of coffee. "My girlfriend Natasha thinks I have a bit of an obsession."

"And so does the rest of SHIELD," Coulson pipes up and (Y/n) shoots him a playful glare.

"Not cool, Coulson," (Y/n) comments, rolling her eyes.

"You really leave your front door open?" Coulson asks Andrew.

"You really asking that? Other than me, he probably has the best security system ever," (Y/n) asks.

"She's right," Andrew answers. "And you're early. This is my time."

"Sorry," (Y/n) says sheepishly.

"So, who are you going after?" Andrew asks. "Am I about to get a new patient?"

"We don't know yet," (Y/n) answers, taking a sip of the coffee.

"But yeah, maybe," Coulson finishes.

Melinda May reenters the kitchen with a jacket to her pants suit slung over one shoulder.

"Hey, no leaking operational secrets," May says and (Y/n) smiles. "(Y/n), what are you doing here?"

"Wow, I feel loved," (Y/n) jokes.

"That's not what I meant," May says. "I thought you were supposed to on post kidnapping vacation."

"Yeah, well, I keep constantly getting called in for stuff, so yeah," (Y/n) says. "Natasha's a little pissed."

"That's understandable," Andrew says.

May laughs, "Come on, Coulson, (Y/n). We're gonna be late."

"We're early," Coulson complains as he takes another sip of coffee.

"Keep her safe out there," Garner says.

"They're supposed to keep me safe," Coulson says, and (Y/n) and May share a grin.

Coulson sets down his cup and he and (Y/n) walk out of the kitchen. May picks up her glass with her smoothie, finishing it.

"Yeah," May agrees with Coulson and Garner takes the glass from his wife.

"Hey, you be careful," Garner tells May.

"I will," May promises. "And when I get back, we've got work to do. Come on. I've got to go."

A few hours later, in the cargo hold of a Boeing C-17 Globemaster III aircraft, Coulson, (Y/n), and a ton of SHIELD agents are gearing up as May walks down a spiral staircase.

"O'Brien, thanks for the tunes," May says, walking over to a man in a suite who is sitting on one of the seats lining the walls. She hands him back an iPod.

"Anytime," O'Brien answers, taking the iPod. "It's one dull flight."

May laughs and walks over to Coulson and (Y/n) who were gearing up next to each other.

"This really gifted individual, what do we know?" May asks.

"Not much, yet," (Y/n) answers, looking up at the older woman as she slides her leather jacket over her black t-shirt.

"You know they're retiring this fleet?" Coulson asks.

"About time," May answers.

"It's a shame, I've always wanted to fly one of these," (Y/n) says, and May and Coulson grin.

May sighs and picks up a file folder. "SHIELD's putting every dime into the Triskelion."

"Well..." (Y/n) and Coulson glance around then move their heads closer to her and (Y/n) lowers her voice. "Not all the dimes. Fury's quietly started a new initiative. Instead of this catch and release with powered people," (Y/n) begins.

"We form a team, take Earth's mightiest to find out if they're heroes," Coulson finishes.

"Supposedly, it's supposed to be Dad, Nat, Clint, me, Coulson, some others," (Y/n) mutters.

"And you mention this because you want my help?" May looks up from the file in her hands.

"Well, we know you got the family planning thing going on," Coulson says.

"I'm staying in the field," May smiles at her two friends.

"Good, cause you'd be great," (Y/n) says.

"And that way, we could keep working together," Coulson adds.

The three smile at each other then May turns to look at the others in the cargo hold, "Mm-hmm. Uh, one mission at a time." She nods her head to someone behind her who is coming down the stairs.

"Look alive," (Y/n) says.

A bald man in a suit walks over to Coulson, May, and (Y/n). "Agent Hart," (Y/n) says, nodding to the man.

"We got her, Phil," Hart answers, nodding to (Y/n). "Gather up!"

Everyone in the cargo hold comes to attention and stands around Hart. He uses a remote to control and bring up a picture of a woman on the monitor.

"Meet Eva Belyakov, thirty-five, Index candidate," Hart says. "Russian intelligence has been pursuing her. Agents Coulson, May, and Stark have been brought in to advise and make the approach."

Hart nods to (Y/n), who takes a step forward to address the SHIELD agents.

"Thanks," (Y/n) begins. "We think Miss Belyakov has enhanced strength. This is what happened when a Russian officer tried to stop her with his car," (Y/n) nods to Hart who presses a button on the remote to show a picture of a smashed car. The car looked as though it had run headlong into a pole.

Coulson steps forward to stand beside (Y/n), "She fled Russia unharmed. Looks pretty strong to me, so it's important we don't spook her. Just a friendly chat to bring her in for evaluation."

"If all goes well, we'd gain an asset before the Russians find her," (Y/n) finishes.

"The approach will be public," Hart informs the SHIELD agents. "It's not ideal, but if we don't go in now, we lose our window. Local military's not used to standing down."

Hart pauses, "Welcome, to Bahrain."

Word Count: 3,951 words

So yeah, I felt this chapter turned out pretty good.

Anybody whose watched Agents of SHIELD should know what action is about to go down.

I thought the final words of this chapter made a pretty good cliffhanger.

See y'all soon!

Love y'all! Kaitlynn ❤️😍

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lavenderhaize · 4 years

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I (FINALLY) watched the agents of shield serie's finale and oh god, this show was not love at first sight and I doubted it so many times, but I didn't realize how much the characters grew on my until now that I had to say goodbye... I'm all tears and mucus, send help

#i am gonna miss them #the reunion scene had me on tears all the time #but we had a happy ending y'all!!!!#awesome awesome #agents of shield #aos #marvel #mcu #phil coulson #diasy johnson #melinda may #jemma simmons #leo fitz #yo-yo #mack mackenzie #daniel sousa #fitz-simmons

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hellyeahheroes · 6 years

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How can book dealing with such serious stories be so adorable and funny?

Secret Warriors #11 feels like an ending and I actually wonder why it isn’t one. I mean, through some good work on everyone’s part the threat of Mr. Sinsiter is done, Ahura regains his company, Karnak’s schemes come to light and are undone, Inhumans’ reputation is being rebuilt, Kamala and Lunella want to take time off...what is there to close? Don’t get me wrong, I like this book and will miss it, butI’m surprised so many plotlines were closed so fast and yet so smoothly it feels like a planned ending. Between this and America also closing two issues after the finale of current storyline I wonder how sudden some of the recent cancellations actually were. Did Akira Yoshida just decide to ax few titles as his first act as EiC when Alonso was willing to keep them going?

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#Secret Warriors #Moon Girl #Lunelal Lafayette #Quake #Diasy Johnson #Ms. Marvel #kamala Khan #Inferno #Marvel #Wednesday Spoilers

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reelmatt · 6 years

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Star Wars: The Last Jedi

Film #578

THE PLOT: Rey develops her newly discovered abilities with the guidance of Luke Skywalker, who is unsettled by the strength of her powers. Meanwhile, the Resistance prepares to do battle with the First Order.

THE REVIEW: First things first, while I will try my best to avoid any semblance of spoilers in this review, I can’t promise that what I write will not spoil you in any way. As with Star Wars: The Force Awakens, I instituted Full Media Blackout for Star Wars: The Last Jedi once again to much success. Before seeing the film, I had only read news articles through mid-to-late 2016 and the first teaser trailer. Other than that, complete nothingness. Having now come out of the film, I must say I’m happy I continue the FMB practice for these films — while I can’t know for sure, I fully believe the experience was for the better.

My instinct would be to wait to write this review after I let the film sink in a bit and for a second viewing to take place. However, I do feel there’s value in writing initial reactions as they can serve insight later on, as this blog is intended to do. Right off the bat, my initial reaction was, “Wow.” Just wow. I’m speechless in the sense that this was a fantastic film but also in the sense that I’m not entirely sure how to process what I saw. Objectively, I know that this film just flew by. Despite the longest runtime in franchise history, clocking in at 152 minutes, it felt like I left the theater mere minutes after starting. It really felt like a thrill ride, one that despite it’s fast and slow moments never felt like you needed a minute. A lot happens, and most of what happens can be quite unexpected, but I constantly was processing while moving on to the next thing.

As I’ve said before, the original Star Wars is my favorite film of the trilogy and that has not changed. It’s equal parts adventure, tragedy, underdog story, and a tale of hope. It’s a story where it’s not really open to interpretation which side you’re supposed to root for. The Jedi and The Force are good while Darth Vader and the Empire is bad. Not a lot of nuance but an entirely new world that has endless paths and possibilities for one to explore.

The Last Jedi is not like that. In fact, it might be one of the least Star Wars-y films ever. The Last Jedi is darker. It’s more nuanced. It throws out old conventions. This is not the Star Wars you are used to.

And yet, it also has the heart and soul of the story in its DNA. You love it just as much as the original trilogy because it still evokes the same feelings despite being different. The sides are different, Jedi and Sith aren’t meaningless, but they no longer are the same things they once were. Good vs. evil takes a back seat to the characters. Rey (Daisy Ridley) vs. Kylo Ren (Adam Driver), Finn (John Boyega) rebelling against his entire past, Poe Dameron (Oscar Isaac) being forced to deal with how exactly to make an impact in the fight against the First Order.

I thought coming out of The Force Awakens that Star Wars was back — a whole host of new questions, characters, and alliances friends could debate. Who are Rey’s parents, how is the Resistance different from the Rebel Alliance, and where in the world did Supreme Leader Snoke (Andy Serkis) come from? The Last Jedi is very much the continuation of the mystery and the unknown. But director Rian Johnson is no J. J. Abrams. It’s not a direct continuation per se… No, it veers hard left and rolls the hard six. Again, it’s one of those things where I’m not sure if it is good or bad, if I like it or not. What I do know is that The Last Jedi is familiar but different; something I came out of the theater with an extremely positive reaction to knowing that I have a lot of thinking to do.

In a way, having instituted full media blackout makes processing my thoughts and writing this review much more difficult. I’m not exactly sure what to think rather than already having a basis for how to classify everything I just saw. For me it is a stark contrast to the rest of the media I consume and the age of streaming media where you can binge to your hearts desire. My media habits have changed considerably and it makes me long for “the good ‘ol days” when I did these reviews regularly. Everything really blurs together now and I don’t remember standout shows or films as readily as I used to.

THE TAKEAWAY: The Last Jedi does stand out though. While my reasons may have been semi-incoherent and not well-formed, I know this is an impactful film. For a lifetime Star Wars fan, this both reinforces the reasons I love this franchise so much while also changing core characteristics. The DNA is the same but it has evolved. Our old creature comforts are now gone and we’re left fending for ourselves in a whole new galaxy. Just as The Force Awakens had many callbacks to A New Hope, so does The Last Jedi to The Empire Strikes Back. It is nowhere near as note-for-note as The Force Awakens was, but some major similarities exist.

However, we know where things went from The Empire Strikes Back — Return of the Jedi felt very much in line with the original trilogy. Coming out of The Last Jedi though I’m less sure of where this franchise is going. J. J. Abrams, who is returning to direct Episode IX, may deliver a return to form; another nostalgia trip that tugs at our heartstrings and memories. But I for one would like to see Abrams continue the path Rian Johnson started us down. It is unknown and uncertain, but that is okay.

It is incredibly hard to rate a film like The Last Jedi so soon after watching it, because it just feels like a monumental film. Looking back at my review for The Force Awakens, I gave that 5 out of 5 stars and said, “I won’t go so far as to say it’s my new favorite (yet, at least), in large part due to the fact that it still has that new car smell to it… [but it] sets the baseline for this new trilogy and sets it pretty high, yet not insurmountable.” That seems a bit silly in retrospect now, and for similar reasons I’m only giving The Last Jedi four stars now. There are a lot of variables at play now that weren’t before. A lot of questions were raised in The Force Awakens but The Last Jedi throws the entire playbook out the window. In a similar vein, I also said, “I’m eagerly awaiting to see how things play out” with regards to the ending of The Force Awakens, which seems like child’s play now. We had a sense of the size of the ballpark previously, but in Episode IX all bets will be off. Full media blackout is going to reach an extreme difficulty level for that one, and I want to be as surprised as possible going into the finale.

THE RATING: 4 out of 5

#star wars #the last jedi #tlj #rain johnson #diasy ridley #adam driver #mark hamill #carrie fisher #John boyega #oscar isaac #Andy serkis #lupine nyong'o #domhnall gleeson #Anthony daniels #John williams #porgs

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1-800-gaygentsofshield · 4 years

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Free Food Skimmons AU

For Agent Daisy Johnson, struggling is an understatement. The agent is borderline broke, her paycheck for SHEILD not coming in for another week or so, taxes and rent are due, there’s a waterline problem that she needs to fix, May wants her to train twice as long now, and she’s starving.

Daisy stumbles into the SHEILD building/base with her headphones in and her hair tied up in a messy ponytail, trying to smooth out her Stanford shirt and black jeans. Food, I just need food, the stands have free food this early in the morning right? Daisy grabs a coffee on the way to the stands, the dull hum in her stomach making her snappy.

She lights up at the sight of the free food, picking up the pace in her walk as she eyes it. Oh yess, free muffin? Please and thank you. Daisy’s hand reaches to grab the last pumpkin butterscotch muffin when another hand comes in and bumps into hers.

Like a animal and it’s prey Daisy’s eyes snap up to look at the person who dares to try and take her muffin from her. When their eyes meet all of Daisy’s anger and territorial-ness melt away at the sight of the other agent. “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t see you!” The woman apologizes and Daisy is there staring dumbly at her. And she’s British, good god.

“I-I, uhm-” Daisy sputters out, her hand retracting from the fresh muffin. “Oh I’m so sorry, how rude of me. I’m Agent Jemma Simmons from Biochemistry but you can call me Jemma.” The Brit says, holding her hand out for Daisy to shake. She shakes the biochems hand and smiles, a blush forming on her cheeks. It is way too early to be talking to attractive British scientists. “Agent Daisy Johnson from computers. You can call me Daisy, or Skye if you’d like..for like most of my life I self named myself Skye even though in St.Agnes they named me Mary Sue Poots. But, then one day my father came along and told me my real name was Daisy so-” The hacker cuts herself off from rambling as she glances at the biochemist.

She thought the other agent would be weirded out by Daisy’s sudden rambling but she only finds the scientists smile grow even wider. “Well, Daisy, you can have the muffin.” Jemma smiles and Daisy looks at her in awe, the light dusting of freckles on her cheeks, her golden brown, mid-length hair falling down her shoulders, she’s so flipping attractive holy hell. After a few moments of silence of Daisy just staring, Jemma clears her throat, “You can have the muffin Skye.” She says with more clarity and Daisy shakes her head.

“Oh I’m okay, you can have it. I can always grab food somewhere cheep..” Daisy lets her sentence fall as she hears how lame it sounds. “If you insist.” Jemma says, her tone implying that she’s not completely convinced as she slowly grabs the muffin.

Just as her fingertips close around the baked good, Daisy’s stomach betrays her and it grumbles. Loud. The hacker feels her cheeks flush red before she hears a giggle from the other agent, that same knee weakening look on her face.

“Why don’t we share, come Daisy.” Jemma decides, grabbing the taller girls wrist and gently tugging her to a table in the building’s courtyard. They sit down and Jemma pulls out a plastic knife Daisy didn’t know she had grabbed, cutting the mouth watering muffin in pieces.

“Here we go.” Jemma smiles and picks up a piece, waiting for Daisy to do so as well before eating it. Daisy practically groans at the taste, the pumpkin spiced flavored muffin mixed with the warm butterscotch chocolate chips melting in her mouth. “Mm this tastes like heaven.” Daisy groans, making the other woman giggle at her reaction.

They finish the sacred muffin as they talk about work and life in general, both of them putting in commentary to make the other laugh. Once they finish Daisy gets up to throw the wrapper away before coming back to Jemma and smiling.

“Thanks for accompanying me for a single muffin.” Daisy teases and Jemma smiles, grabbing her stuff. “I’ll see you later? I’m guessing we’ll meet again soon.” Jemma says and Daisy nods, a hopeful look on both girls faces.

“Hopefully, I’ll see you later Doctor Simmons.” Daisy smiles before walking towards her designated work wing.

The next day they run into each other again at the food stand, both of them smiling as they lock eyes and wordlessly communicate to share today’s muffin.

As they eat their free muffin together they go over what they’re planning to do, such as what type of samples Jemma is testing today and what kind of code Daisy’s planning on decrypting.

Soon they fall into a routine, each day meeting the other at the same table in the SHEILD courtyard with the days free breakfast food. It’s usually muffins but other times they share breakfast sandwiches, bagels, dry cereal, and more.

One day though, when the two were sharing a chocolate chip muffin, Daisy gets an idea.

“Hey Jemma, would you like to accompany me for lunch? We have breakfast with each other each day so why not? I enjoy your company a lot.” Daisy says sheepishly and Jemma beams like she just won the lottery.

“Of course, same table?” Jemma asks and Daisy nods, a equally wide smile on her face.

Breakfast and lunch. That’s the highlight of the pairs day, seeing each other when they first walk in and rushing to the table when they’re dismissed for lunch.

This goes on for two months, each of them never getting bored of the others company. It’s nice actually, after a particularly hard mission Jemma would sit on Daisy’s side of the table and comfort her, letting her vent and cry on her shoulder. They bring two different worlds with them to the table, Daisy being a field agent and Jemma being in the lab, so it’s nice talking about it with someone who understands but doesn’t at the same time.

“Hey, would you like to accompany me for dinner at my apartment after our shift?” Jemma asks one day, eating a salad as Daisy is eating a loaded wrap. “Yes, of course Jem.” Daisy smiles, taking a drink from her water bottle. “Okay, meet me here once your shift is done so we can share a ride to my apartment.” Jemma beams and the hacker nods. “It’s a date then.” Daisy declares and a blush forms on both of the girls cheeks. “It’s a date.”

They’re still in that odd talking stage when Daisy doesn’t show up to breakfast and Jemma gets a call. Jemmas sitting at the table in the corner, a pumpkin butterscotch muffin sitting in front of her as she waits patiently for Daisy, a smile on her face as she remembers that faithful morning.

The biochemist gets a bad feeling in her stomach when it’s 30 minutes past when Daisy usually arrives through the doors, her hair usually messy but a smile still planted on her face.

20 minutes later her phone vibrates in her pocket, making Jemma jump at the sudden sound. She fishes the ringing device out of her pocket and presses the green button, holding it up to her ear. “Is this Jemma?” A voice says and her eyebrows furrowing, no one calls her by her first name accept Daisy or Fitz.

“This is her, yes.” She says and she hears a sigh of relief on the other line. “I’m here from the SHEILD hospital wing, you’re Agent Johnson’s emergency contact-” As soon as she hears the word emergency contact she stands up abruptly from her chair and grabs the muffin, placing it in her bag and walking towards the hospital wing.

“When did she get here.” Jemma asks as her mind starts racing at the possibilities. “An hour ago.” The voice says and she flares up. “I am the head of the medical and biochemistry departments, why the hell was I not informed the second she got in.” She hisses and the voice at the other end freezes.

“D-Doctor Simmons, I-I’m so sorry I had no clue it was you, I-I-” The voice tries to explain and Jemma cuts them off. “What room.” She deadpans, rushing through the medical wing doors.

“R-room 4C.” The voice says. She doesn’t respond as she hangs up and runs up the flight of stairs, slowing down once she reaches room 4C.

“Doctor Simmons you’re her-” Another intern tries to suck up to her but she holds her hand up and silenced them, grabbing Daisy’s chart and walking into her room.

The biochemist closes the door behind her and looks at the intern who called her, “Doctor Simmons I’m so sorry I didn’t tell-” The intern starts and Jemma shakes her head. “Out Fisher.” She commands and he quickly leaves with his tail between his legs.

“Fucking interns.” Jemma huffs as she sees Diasy awake with a loopy smile on her face. “Oh thank god.” She says, rushing over to Daisy’s side and checking her vitals. “Poor intern, you went off on him over the phone.” Daisy smiles, wincing as she lightly laughs. “Sorry, I’m just frustrated that you got in a hour ago and I wasn’t informed the second you got admitted.” Jemma sighs, pulling up a chair and sitting next to the agent.

“It’s not like I’m complaining, dom Jemma is kinda hot.” Daisy jokes, making a blush appear on the Brits face. They both smile softly at each other as they fall into a comfortable silence, the steady beeping of the heart monitor cutting through it.

“You have me as your emergency contact?” Jemma says, her voice sweet and her smile even sweeter.

Daisy blushes and closes her eyes, a smile still on her face before she feels Jemmas hand slide into hers. “Yeah it is, I’m sorry it might be too foward, I just don’t have anyone else and the first person I thought that would make the trip for me was you an-”

Jemma cuts off Daisy’s rambling by placing a kiss on her lips, her other hand gently cupping her cheek. “It’s sweet, thank you. And of course, even if I was halfway across the world I’d still make the journey for you.” Jemma says softly, a blush taking residence in Daisy’s cheeks once again.

“You’re perfect Jemma Simmons..” Daisy trails off and Jemma shakes her head, humming lightly as they enjoy the closeness. “Kiss me again Doctor Simmons, it’ll help with my pain.” Daisy whispers and the Brit laughs softly, “If it helps the patients wellbeing then who am I to deny it?” Jemma jokes, leaning in again and kissing her soundly.

They kiss for a few minutes, happy that they’re together and Daisy’s okay. Jemma slowly pulls away and smiles, squeezing the agents hand as they lock eyes. “Now that you’re okay..” Jemma starts, gently hitting Daisy’s non-bandaged shoulder. “What the bloody hell happened to you?” Jemma asks and the hackers hand comes up to hold her shoulder.

“Mm, mission went south. We were dealing with Hydra agents and they threatened to capture one of our biochemists for information. They showed us your picture so I did the most reasonable thing when someone threatenes to hurt the girl you’re interested in, I killed them. One of them took me by surprise though and shot me in the shoulder before May killed them.” Daisy explains, Jemma staying silent the entire time and listening intently until she’s finished.

“Oh Skye, honey..” Jemma whispers, her hand gently caressing the brunettes cheek and Daisy leaning into the touch. “Darling that was very sweet and heroic but I don’t want you going around and risking your life trying to protect me.” The scientist says softly and Daisy shakes her head.

“If it means kisses and cuddles I’ll take the chance.” She jokes and Jemma playfully shakes her head. “There’s better ways to get kisses than taking bullets for me.” She hums, her thumb running over Daisy’s knuckles.

“Noted..Hey Jem?” Daisy says after a few beats, making the smaller girls eyes perk up. “Will you be my girlfriend?” She asks sheepishly, her grip slightly tightening on the doctors hand. “Of course darling.” Jemma hums and Daisy looks like a kid on christmas morning. The hacker practically beams with pride and Jemma laughs softly before leaning in and kissing her girlfriend deeply.

#agents of shield #daisy x jemma #skimmons fic #skimmons #daisy johnson #jemma simmons

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fmk: oswald, harley, diasy

Fuck: Daisy - “...”

Marry: Harley - “I wouldn’t mind marrying Harley, we do have a contract after all.”

Kill: Oswald - “I have no quarrel with Oswald anymore. We’ve put the past behind us... and quite honestly. I’ve only placed Oswald here because he has a tendency of always managing to survive somehow. He’s my best friend. I wouldn’t actually kill him.”

@harlsquinns @daisy-quaking-johnson @kiingofgotham

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Hi, i saw your list oft ships with Daisy Johnson and i am a Hügel fan oft May X Diasy so why didin't you have it in your list ? So that was all bye

I believe there used to be May/Daisy, but I haven't checked on my IFTTT apps in awhile. It seems that the IFTTT has limited the number of applets allowed. So all that's left is May&Daisy, Daisy/Simmons and Daisy/Robbie. Honestly, I'm too lazy to remake all the applets and/or find a way to remake the feed.

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atomicjellyfishdelusion · 4 years

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1-800-gaygentsofshield · 4 years

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Skimmons Princess AU

“Oh bloody hell, are you kidding me?” Are the first words to leave the princesses lips when she awakes from her spell.

Princess Jemma looks around her small tower and sighs, rubbing her temple “I’m in a fairytale now, brilliant.” Jemma sighs, getting up and walking around the space.

Princess Jemma Simmons was kidnapped by Prince Grant Ward of Hydra and is currently stuck in one of the towers of their castle.

Her dress is more simple now than when Grant took her.

Even though Hydra did kidnap her, they still gave her an impressive wardrobe and a queen bed with silk bedsheets.

Jemma is wearing a simple but elegant pastel pink dress with gold trimmings, her hair curled and tied up neatly.

“Lunch for the princess.” A Hydra gaurd mutters as a silver platter with toast and vegetable stew get placed on the counter, the servant quickly turning on his heels and walking away.

The princess mutters a polite but hushed thank you under her breath, sipping on the stew and eating her toast slowly.

After her lunch Jemma is reading a dust ridden book she found when she hears a small scrape on the window.

“I’ve got her Mac!” A muffled female voice calls and Jemma shuts her book, dog ear-ing the page as she stands up and makes her way over to the window.

“Hello?” Jemma asks softly, seeing a princess with dark brown hair and equipped with armor hanging from her window.

“Ah! Hello Princess Jemma! Are you in need of rescue?” The princess asked, now seeing her perfectly mixed race and curled hair swooped to the side Jemma can’t help but blush. “Uhm, yes please! Prince Ward kidnapped me and I would very much like to be out.” Jemma says and the princess nods her head, a award winning smile still stuck on her face.

“Okay, I’m Princess Daisy Johnson, but you can call me Skye! Or whatever you want!” Daisy beams and Jemma smiles warmly at her before a flash of confusion comes across her face.

“Are you my savior?” Jemma asks and Skye nods, a smirk accompanied by a husky laugh escapes her lips. “Sorry, were you expecting a prince?” Daisy quips, that grin still on her face as her tone is playful but husky. Jemma quickly shakes her head and Daisy nods.

“Good, I’ll be back for you Princess Jemma, sit tight!” She finishes, waving to Jemma before sliding down the tower walls and back to her partner, Knight Mac. As she watches the two ride off she can’t help but smile at the armored princess.

The sun is starting to set and Jemma sighs, re-organizing the things in her leather bag once again.

Surprisingly, after further assessment, she wasn’t injured at all and all of her belongings were still in the bag, Prince Ward just kidnapped her and dumped her into the room until she woke.

She counts her items again, fountain pen, paper, pressed flowers, books on herbal teas and plants, yep, everything seemed in place.

As soon as she puts away her belongings once again she hears a muffled thump and yelling. The noise is followed by a sword cutting through the air and more commotion after that.

“What are you doing-” The gaurd outside her door is cut off by a cry of agony accompanied by a soft thud. “I’m saving the princess that’s what.” Daisy’s muffled voice comes through the door with the jiggle of the doorknob.

It twists and the door swings open, revealing a semi out of breath Daisy with a smile on her face. “Princess Jemma! We meet again, sorry it took so long we got caught up with Wards men.” Skye breathes out, a smile still stuck on her face as she comes in.

“Oh, hello Princess Skye.” Jemma smiles as she gets up and walks over to the armored princess. “Shall we?” Daisy winks and Jemma nods, holding her hand and walking out of her tower room.

“So Princess-” Daisy starts but Jemma quickly cuts her off. “Call me Jemma, Lady Daisy.” She smiles and Daisy nods.

“Jemma, you have a beautiful name. Call me Daisy, or Skye like I told you before.” Daisy smiles and she nods, her arm wrapping around the princesses waist as they walk down the corridor.

They halfway run, halfway walk down the corridors and out the door, fallen Hydra guards littered around the castle. “Let me help you Jemma.” Daisy hums and helps the princess onto her horse before coming up in front of her.

“Hold on tight.” Daisy says and Jemma wraps her arms around her savior tightly, feeling her taught muscles under her armor. God damn.

The Brit quickly presses herself up against Daisy’s back as they set off, the horse running through the woods and away from her castle.

“It’s getting late, we should stop at my cottage. If that’s okay with you Jems.” Daisy says and doesn’t get a response, only Jemma resting her head on her shoulder and nodding.

About half an hour later the horse slows and Daisy hops down from her ride, carrying Jemma bridal style towards the cottage.

As she’s carrying the princess on the pathway, she feels Jemmas arms come up and wrap around her neck, a smile spreading across her face.

“Thank you Skye.” Jemma whispers and Daisy can’t help but pull her closer, walking up the cobblestone path.

She opens the door and gently sets the princess down, “I’ll be right back, I need to go put Miles in his stable.” Daisy announces before walking back out and closing the door behind her.

Jemma walks around the medium sized cabin, her fingertips gently gracing the covers of books and couches.

The main area has a couch and a fireplace, next to that is a good sized kitchen with seasoned skillets and copper pans.

Heading farther back in the cottage Jemma sees the cozy bed, covered with blankets and fake fur to keep Daisy warm in the winter.

“I see you’ve found the bedroom.” Daisy’s voice comes through the doors, making Jemma turn and head towards the main area.

“Yes, it is very cozy in here Daisy.” Jemma smiles, letting her hair down and running her hands through the golden brown waves.

Daisy watches the princess let down her hair and she feels her throat go dry. “Daisy, is there something wrong?” Jemma asks, her eyes looking at Daisy with admiration and awe. “N-no, there’s nothing malady.”

She stumbles out, turning and busying herself with starting a fire. “Why did Prince Ward kidnap you anyways?” Daisy asks, changing the subject.

Jemma shrugs and sits down, crossing her legs as she watches the brunette make a fire. “Maybe my father, maybe my knowledge on Hydra? I honestly don’t know.” Jemma sighs, her eyes meeting Skyes as she walks over and hands her a cup filled with cucumber water.

“Well you’re safe now, tomorrow morning I’ll return you back to your father.” Daisy announces, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice as she rolls the wooden cup in her hand.

“Can I be honest with you Daisy?” Jemma asks, glancing over at the princess features bathed in the fires light. “Of course Jems, what’s up?” Skye asks, setting her cup down and turning to face more towards the princess.

“I don’t want to go home, my father keeps me hidden all day and to be honest this is the most I’ve been out in a while.” Jemma whispers, gently taking Daisy’s hands in hers and rubbing her knuckles, her accent heavier when she whispers.

“We can stay here for a while if you want, you’re always welcomed here.” Daisy hums, gently tucking a piece of hair behind Jemmas ear and kissing her cheek. The Brit nods and smiles softly before Daisy stands up and walks towards the kitchen.

“Are you hungry? I can cook us some dinner.” She says, slowly taking off her armor and revealing her form. Underneath all the armor Daisy is wearing a form fitting t-shirt and boxer shorts, running her hand through her hair as she puts everything away. Jemma nods and can’t help but stare, the cottage being bathed in a warm amber glow and hugging the princesses curves.

She bites her lip as she watches Diasy walk towards the kitchen, turning on the stove before walking towards the bedroom and returning with a shirt and sweatpants. “Here..uhm just in case you wanna change into something comfortable.” Daisy mumbles, rubbing the back of her neck timidly before focusing her attention on dinner.

Taking the opportunity, Jemma takes off her shoes and tries to unzip her dress. She tries to pull it down but it gets stuck.

“Bloody hell..” Jemma mumbles, deciding that she needs Skyes help. “Uhm, Daisy? Can I have a bit of help please?” Jemma says, making Daisy look over at her and nod.

“Yeah of course.” She hums, unzipping Jemmas dress slowly and letting it fall to the ground. Jemma blushes as she feels Skye’s warm hands brush over her bare back, her chest tightening as she turns around and places a gentle kiss on the corner of her lips.

“Thank you.” Jemma whispers out, the blush growing on both of the girls faces. Daisy nods and clears her throat, turning back to the stove as she bites her lip. Jemma smiles and slips on Daisy’s t-shirt, gently folding her dress and setting it to the side.

Half an hour later Jemma is setting up the table, Daisy walking over and placing down glazed salmon and fresh baked butter rolls with rosemary. “Dinner is served malady.” Daisy jokes as she sits down opposite from the Brit. “Thank you m’am.” Jemma giggles as she sits down.

They eat dinner and Jemma washes the dishes, Daisy cleaning the table before she sits down in front of the crackling fireplace.

Jemma soon walks over and gently draped a blanket around Daisy’s shoulder, sitting down next to her.

Daisy wraps her arm around Jemmas waist gently and the Brit takes the opportunity to lay her head on her shoulder, enjoying the closeness.

“Whose kingdom are you from Daisy?” Jemma asks, gently intertwining their hands together. “I’m from King Coulsons kingdom, you?” She replies, looking down at the girl.

“I’m from the AOS division, I think Coulsons kingdom is apart of that as well.” Jemma hums and Daisy nods, both of them enjoying the silence with the repetitive fire cracking.

“Jems? Jemma where are you?” Daisy calls, pulling on a sweatshirt and walking out of the cottage.

“I’m here Daisy!” Jemma responds, walking up the pathway with fresh flowers. “I wandered around the area and found some flowers. I hope that’s okay.” She blushes shyly as she fills a vase with water and places them on the table.

“Of course it is Jems, they’re beautiful.” Daisy hums. It’s early morning and the dew is still fresh on the grass, both of them cuddling last night because it just felt right.

There’s a tension between the two princesses, it’s not uncomfortable, just a underlying tension with each soft touch and longing gaze. Jemma smiles and goes to fix the pair some breakfast, pulling out fresh fruit from the basket.

Daisy comes up behind the shorter princess and reaches around her, slowly picking up a strawberry and eating it. “Daisy those are for breakfast!” Jemma playfully scolds as she turns around to face her. Daisy’s hands move to either side of the princess, boxing her in as she continues to chew the fruit.

“What are you gonna do about it princess?” Daisy asks, her tone dropping a bit. She catches Jemmas eyes flicker down to her lips before making eye contact with her again, a blush spreading on her cheeks.

Slowly, Jemma leans in and presses her lips against Skyes. The kiss is tentative, like dipping your toe in the water to test it out. Their eyes flutter closed and Jemmas hands come up to cup Daisy’s jaw, pulling her in for a deeper kiss.

Daisys arms slowly wrap around Jemmas waist as she pulls her closer, kissing her deeper and more passionately.

Breakfast long forgotten Jemmas hands venture under Daisy’s sweater, feeling her warm skin under her cool touch. Daisy pulls back and grabs Jemmas hand, gently tugging her towards the bedroom.

“Hey, you ready?” Daisy asks, filling her bottle with water and placing it in her leather bag.

“Don’t rush darling, we have all day to have our picnic.” Jemma hums, clipping her necklace on and flattening out her dress.

“I’m not rushing, I just wanna spend as much time with you as possible.” Daisy pouts playfully, Jemma coming up beside her and tucking a lock of brown hair out of her face.

They both smile warmly and lean in, giving each other a quick but loving kiss as Jemmas hand rests on Daisy’s chest. “Let’s go then.”

And historians say that they were close companions.

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