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Do you guys ever think about how crazy it must feel to be the girl who started 123 let’s go bitch??? Like she just said something funny at a concert once and posted it online, and now she’s started a fandom tradition that millions of people participate in across the world, and even 5 years later ​we all still scream it at every show and Taylor quotes it on social media??? THAT’S a real fucking legacy to leave
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chronicowboy · 1 year
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i'm fine and so very normal
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lilyrizzy · 11 months
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i'm sorry but sometimes things need to be banished from the WIP word docs folder even if they are really morbid! cw: early onset alzheimers, major character death
Max remembers thinking, let it be over, towards the end.
Let it be over, I want it to be done.
Only when he was weakest, when Daniel was too, but too quickly that became all the time. When he couldn’t hold his head up anymore, when he couldn’t swallow. When he stopped looking like Daniel because Max realized it had been a week and he hadn’t seen him smile. When he stopped being Daniel because he was someone who didn’t remember Max.
Daniel before Max was a stranger that he didn’t totally know how to talk to, how not to hate because he wasn’t his. He would run his tongue across his teeth over and over as though surprised they were free of metal, would talk about being late for meetings with the race engineers of Formula One teams that didn’t exist anymore. He’d ask for his mum. He’d ask Max what his name was, had they met before?
He’d ask for Jemma, a girl he hadn’t spoken to for ten years, or at least as far as Max knew.
In his bad moments, Max had to bite his tongue so hard copper would fill his mouth, the only way to stop a scream of, she’s not fucking here wiping your nose and watching you die, and you cannot even remember me?
I am the one you are supposed to remember.
In his worst, he would make up elaborate reasonings for the way her memories didn’t seem to slip through the sieve of Daniel’s brain, sand through spread fingers, like every trace of Max did.
Daniel had to have been in love with her still, secretly. Maybe this whole time Max had been filling a void. Maybe nothing had been real so really, Max would be losing nothing when Daniel finally left for good.
Then as though he wanted to punish Max for his moments of spiteful selfishness, Daniel would say, “Max,” and he would be there again. Something in his eyes that made it impossible for Max to doubt that they were real while they lasted. “Max,” he would say, “I’ve missed you. Where have you been, baby?”
Like Max was the one who was leaving.
They had something real. So real that with every part of it chipped away by prions and time, it was slicing parts of Max away with it too. His ears, his nose, his fingertips, whole chunks of his flesh cut from him bloody and raw. Or at least it felt that way, each time Daniel looked at him and didn’t recognize the man he’d once called his, my Maxy, when in the mirror they both looked the same.
Now Daniel is gone gone, there is so much more for Max to regret. If he got home from a race and Daniel was in their apartment asking for her, he thinks given a second chance he could be kind. He would tell him, she will be home soon, but I am here now though and isn’t that enough? He’d make Daniel some food, his mum’s pasta that Max knows the recipe off by heart, but that he still has the card for stuck to their fridge with a little magnet in the shape of a kangaroo.
He made it once, after the funeral. Midnight on Daniel’s ranch- Max’s now, he supposed- in Perth. A whole saucepan full that he ate and then threw up within the same hour, so quickly the swirls of pasta were their whole shape in the toilet bowl.
Closing his eyes, he’d started to cry when he realized he couldn’t quite remember what it felt like to have Daniel’s fingers with their stubby nails stroke across the top of his back, or through his hair when he was sick. Couldn’t remember Daniel’s touch at all really, because at the end it had been so rare to get it.
Why would Daniel want a stranger to touch him, after all.
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rudikawhy · 7 months
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Some thoughts about Season one of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
There might me minor spoilers.
Within one week, I have started and finished watching the first season of Agents of Shield for the first time. I started it thinking 'Why not? Just try it'. I didn't really like the plot in the beginning, but I still stayed and continued. Why? Because of the characters.
I loved Coulson in the Avengers and was really happy that this series would give us more Coulson content. Just two days before I started watching AoS, I've rewatched The Avengers with a couple of friends and was, for the first time really, absolutely - sad? I don't know, it doesn't seem like the right word - by Coulson's death. But I'm glad I've rewatched it once again before watching AoS and so learning what happend to him after Avengers.
When Skye was introduced in the very beginning of the first episode, I was kind of afraid of her? Idk, just the way she stared at the happenings and recording it, while I didn't have that much of a clue what was going on there, that I had the feeling that I was supposed to know whether or not she was on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s side - it made me kinda scared. That doesn't make really sense and looking back, I probably wouldn't feel that way anymore when I'd watch the first episode again, but still.
I honestly don't really remember what I've thought of Ward at first. He was some good-looking agent who was just there, I don't know. As the episodes went on, I started appreciating him more, which was unfortunately shattered by the fact that can't keep my hands off the internet when watching a series and so read some spoilers about Ward.
I'd feel bad if I didn't write anything about May but I'm afraid there isn't much to say. Just like Ward, she was there. And that's probably it. I say probably because it it possible that I have thought something else about her when she first appeared that I simply can't remember.
Last but not least, Fitzsimmons. I'll talk about them separately in a second but first: I've shipped them from the first episode on. And second: It took me quite some time (about three quarters of the first episode) to realise that Fitzsimmons are, in fact, two persons. And third: when they were first introduced, I really didn't realise that they were friends and that was just their style of talking to each other, I thought they were introduced by fighting with each other.
But now Jemma. Jemma. She is just so sweet, I really love her. Just like Ward, I don't really remember what I've thought of her at first, but with the crucial difference that I know that I have loved her from the very first second she appeared. I'm actually kind of sad I can't recall my first thoughts.
Same with Fitz. It doesn't feel like there was a first time I've seen him. And definitely not just a week ago. It feels like I've known him, known them all for wayyy longer than one week. Fitz isn't just sweet, he's also adorable. The way he acts, that he can be so different. Productive, emotional, jealous, angry, friendly, I just love him. Side note: Since english isn't my first language, I started the series in german, to get settled and used to the pace, and after about three (I think) episodes switched to english with english subtitles. Best decision. I can't believe I wouldn't have experienced Iain De Caestecker's scottish accent, including one of my favorite lines so far, that I have not only replayed many times in my head since I've first heard it, but also replayed the sentence WHEN I first heard it, which is ("When did you stop talking") "About three embarrassing sentences ago"
Buuuuut back to Fitzsimmons. As I said earlier, I tend to look up the series I'm watching on the internet, which causes spoilers. Well, I pretty much ask for them if I'm stupid enough to go on the internet. Anyway, by doing so, I learned that Fitzsimmons will be a thing later on, BUT I don't want to believe it just yet, because I also have read a lot of things that I don't understand yet. So I will sit and watch and learn about them and everyone and everything else while the show goes on.
One question (which is partly rhetoric because I have a feeling that it will be clearer to me when I've watched more seasons, but still): Why do Fitz and Simmons call each other by their last names? And why does Fitz sometimes use "Jemma" but Simmons never "Leo"? Maybe it's just me but it doesn't seem right that they use their last names, even though they're best friends.
To come back to what I've said in the beginning, that I didn't really like the plot in the beginning and kinda just stayed for the characters. It's true. But maybe I was just tired when watching the first four or so episodes or the plot just got better, but I'm glad I kept watching because the plot GOT better, and I still love all the characters (except Ward), maybe even more than in the beginning. No, definitely more than in the beginning. Mostly Skye. But also everyone else. But: Fitz and Simmons are and will always be my favorites and nothing, really nothing, can change that. (I hope I won't regret saying this later)
To everyone who read all the way through until now, thank you. I'm almost pretty sure nobody does cause it's really just me writing down some thoughts, I'll probably have forgotten by the time I reach the end of season two, let alone season seven.
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dreamingawaits · 8 months
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I think I should slow down on my rewatch of Agents of SHIELD, I’m already getting closer to the episode where Daisy gets her powers. I’m getting all panicky about the whole thing, because yeah it’s cool and all but you know… I’m just getting sad for Trip. I’m really gonna miss him man, I was already getting close to his character. I really shouldn’t have attachments to characters that are destined to die off for a point of a plot. I just know that I will be a complete utter mess. Oh why do I have to grow attachments for the ones I’m going to lose anyway…ok, that sounds familiar to my past relationships [have that fact about me if you will]. I really know how to pick them I suppose.
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amelia-mariee · 1 year
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WHY IS EVERYONE SO MEAN TO DEKE SHAW
(you can, of course, like or dislike any character you want but i can also disagree with you) Deke has of course done some bad things, let’s not ignore those, but let’s consider the world he grew up in. For someone who came from that environment, he’s got a heart of gold. Not to mention he lost friends, lost both of his parents, and was thrown into a completely new world in a completely new time. Bad circumstances, of course, aren’t an excuse for you to be a terrible person, but he really isn’t one. Deke made mistakes but he turned things around. He did turn Daisy in, which was awful and gross, but she really was being so reckless with the lives of every person in the Lighthouse. Goes without saying, you shouldn’t sell someone into slavery for being inconsiderate, but in twisted future Lighthouse logic, I can see why he did it. Also, when given the opportunity to do it again, Deke decided against it and helped defeat Sinara and save everyone, before sacrificing his life to help the team of people he just met. He 100% thought he’d die. And now he’s in this brand new world and he’s so different! He’s so happy! Even alone in jail, in this crazy new environment he knows nothing about, he doesn’t mention his new friends (who are now the only people he knows) to the authorities because he doesn’t want to get them in trouble. He also helps everyone figure out where that ship is in 5x13 and you never hear “thanks deke!” or “well we owe it all to deke”. Not a single acknowledgment that Deke figured out something that even Fitzsimmons couldn’t. Not only do the characters ignore him, but they’re mean to him! All the time! So mean! Jemma Simmons is the only one who’s ever nice to him. Nana of the year. Common Bobo L. I need to get off the internet, I think I’m getting too upset and losing my mind. I hope you all have a great day. Even if you hate Deke Shaw.
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daisybeewrites · 1 year
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I PROMISE I’M STILL WRITING!! school has been kicking my ass, but its spring break this week so hopefully i’ll get lots of chill time to write <3
current wips include:
Beginning of the End part 2; a new Owl House multi chapter fic; a few daisy x reader one shots (that are almost finished i promise); and a rayllum/tdp fic that i’m totally in love with
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madhare0512 · 1 year
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guys we're making an assumption. it's an assumption based of things we've been told and things we've seen in other movies and shows.
welcome back to another episode of Mad Rambles
warning: spoilers for season 1 and 2, tbis, betrayal
[EDIT: this is all a theory and not anything concrete or proven in canon. my apologies for not specifying before]
what we, as a fandom, are assuming is that Leopold Fitz and Jemma Simmons of Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are in their adulthood at the start of the show. they're not. they are, at most, 18 years old at the end of season 1.
i don't believe that FitzSimmons where adults when they got assigned to the Bus
they graduated early from SHIELD academy at 16 to 17 years old by their own admission and what we know from the season 1 episode "Seeds". they met when they both started the Academy at 16, which is confirmed by Fitz himself in season 3 or 4, which mean that by the end of season 1, the oldest they could've been was 18.
which means that Leopold Fitz was 17 to 18 years old when his friend and older brother figure (Ward) dropped him and his best friend/crush into the ocean an event that left Fitz with lasting brain damage. Jemma Simmons was 17 to 18 when she jumped off a plane to save her friends and her team. Leopold Fitz was 17 to 18 when he was captured and held at knifepoint in order to ensure Coulson's compliance.
Leopold Fitz and Jemma Simmons where 17 to 18 when SHIELD combusted and they where betrayed and could only trust a select few people. 18 when their lives went up in flames and they could no longer contact their families. 18 and no long existing to the United States government.
thank you.
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kateandosgood · 1 year
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Me: wants to interact and talk with people
Also me: very socially (and otherwise) anxious, constantly worried about being annoying
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itwamtv · 1 year
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elsa singing “father i did it!” in dangerous to dream and her asking both her parents for guidance in monster makes me go feral everytime and i god i love these songs so much
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g--on--e · 2 years
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Hello I am coming to you, with my first official post to say I fucking love the bus kids <3
That is all thank you
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The lyric “bad was the blood of the song in the cab on your first trip to LA” is still so funny to me like the way she’s acting like that was some cosmic coincidence that could only be brought on by fate and not as though she’s literally one of the most famous artists in the world and bad blood was a chart topping hit that got constant radio play lmaooo
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silvereyedowl · 8 months
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What We Know About Series 14
Doctor Who series 14 is coming up next year. This is a roundup of advance information and leaks about the season and the preceding Christmas special. Sources are at the very bottom below the cut.
CAST
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Ncuti Gatwa as the Fifteenth Doctor. Unlike his predecessors, this Doctor changes his outfit a lot.
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Millie Gibson as Ruby Sunday. Like her actress, Ruby is a native of Manchester.
Returning characters:
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Jemma Redgrave as Kate Stewart, head of UNIT.
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Bonnie Langford as former companion Mel Bush.
Villains:
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Jinkx Monsoon as a villain favouring piano-themed attire, described as "the Doctor's most powerful enemy yet". Not everyone survives the encounter...
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Indira Varma as the Duchess. RTD: "a whole new audience will be hiding behind the settee when the Duchess unleashes her terror." Varma previously played Suzie Costello on 2 episodes of Torchwood.
Other characters:
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Aneurin Barnard as Roger ap Gwilliam.
Jonathan Groff as a "mysterious key" character.
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Lenny Rush as Morris, in time for the Doctor's "greatest nightmare". RTD: "But what secrets does he hold? What's secreted in the Segway?! And will his terrifying probabilities be proved true..?"
Jack Forsyth-Noble as Will.
Gemma Arrowsmith and Mary Malone will appear in the Christmas special, while Majid Mehdizadeh-Valoujerdy and Billy Brayshaw will appear in separate episodes.
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Also announced to be appearing: Sophie Ablett, Anita Dobson, Michelle Greenidge, Bhav Joshi, Millie Kent, Eilidh Loan, Pete MacHale, Miles Yekinni, Hemi Yeroham. Dobson previously appeared in the audio play "Blood of the Daleks".
EPISODES
There will be a Christmas special in December 2023, followed by an eight-episode season. (The BBC posted that the season would air in spring, but then removed the information.) Russell T Davies is the showrunner.
A guest star from 2005 returned for the special.
Episode 1's title was coincidentally spoken aloud in a third-season episode of Star Trek: Picard. It includes the words roar, Glastonbury, and conquistador.
Episode 2 contains the words Liverpool, legions, and non-diegetic. Scene 10 begins "INT. CANTEEN. DAY."
RTD thinks episode 4 is one of the best things he's ever written. The line "I once went to the top of the Shard" was cut from it.
The script for episode 7 begins with the line "INT. COFFEE BAR, USA — DAY, 1947".
Episode 8 will contain the words kingdom, gold, and Tigella. Scene 73, featuring the Doctor and Ruby in the TARDIS while "enemies are being fought", was the last scene filmed for the season.
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There's a 1960s episode, featuring the Doctor and Ruby in snazzy period outfits.
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The episode guest-starring both Varma and Groff will be set in the Regency era. "Dress to impress, and beware the Duchess."
CREATOR RAMBLINGS
According to RTD, we will be "staggered" by the 2023 festive season surprises.
There are monsters which are "impossible to describe" without referencing Fourth and Seventh Doctor adventures.
RTD promises that there are "plans still unfurling" which have yet to be made public.
Production designer Philip Sims said he was excited about "designing a new Dalek".
Davies has hinted that the blue doors Michelle Greenidge and Anita Dobson were photographed with are significant.
Script editor Scott Handcock mentioned filming which required nine babies, as well as Ncuti and Millie.
Monsoon's first day on set "teams her with an unexpected name from the Tom Baker era".
Anita Dobson has said she's playing Ruby's neighbour, whose name is either Mrs. Flood or Blood.
RTD used a potato emoji while commenting on publicity photos from the Regency episode (Sontarans?). Davies was also very coy about the identity of Groff's character.
RTD mentioned one episode having gone through three titles with no decision having yet been made. Another episode had "sixpence" in the title for a while, until the coin was cut.
RTD teased a famous guest star appearing in a scene with a giant statue head in the finale.
While writing about the final days of filming, RTD said that "Yasmin Finney wrapped a few days ago".
OTHER
Filming began on December 7, 2022 and wrapped on July 14, 2023.
Block One was directed by Dylan Holmes Williams. Block Two was directed by Mark Tonderai. It included the Christmas special. Block Three was directed by Julie Anne Robinson. It contains "two wildly different episodes, by two different writers". Block Four was directed by Ben Chessell. Block Five was directed by Jamie Donoghue.
Posters of the Doctor and Ruby.
Fifteen will be getting a brand-new sonic screwdriver.
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Leaks and sources below the cut!
LEAKS
Michelle Greenidge appears to be playing Ruby Sunday's mother. Since Greenidge and Millie Gibson are different ethnicities, she is presumably an adoptive, foster, or step mother.
Campaign posters for the "Albion Party", with Roger ap Gwilliam as the "Space Saviour", were spotted on location filming.
Jinkx Monsoon is in the '60s episode.
Millie Kent is playing Valerie, and Sophie Ablett is Marti Bridges.
Mel Bush will be appearing in the season finale.
Reports from finale location filming, albeit second-hand, of someone on set saying, "This is where the Daleks come in".
According to his CV, Majid Mehdizadeh-Valoujerdy will be playing Carson in an episode directed by Julie Anne Robinson.
Davina McCall may be the returning 2005 guest star. She will apparently host a genealogy show on which Ruby appears, and will be crushed by a falling Christmas tree.
RUMOURS
UNIT may be getting its own spinoff. (SOURCE)
The DWM production journal has led some fans to theorize Steven Moffat will be returning as a writer.
SOURCES
Doctor Who filming begins with new director
Doctor Who filming in Penarth as Doctor and companion costumes revealed
Doctor Who filming at Capitol Shopping Center in Cardiff
Doctor Who filming with new monster at Swansea Bay Campus
Doctor Who filming in Newport with UNIT, Space Saviour and companion
Doctor Who filming in Swansea: new monster details
Doctor Who filming with Aneurin Barnard at Cardiff City Stadium
Doctor Who filming with Millie Gibson on a moving train from Cardiff
Doctor Who filming at Loudoun Square flats
Doctor Who Filming in Bristol With Millie Gibson, Michelle Greenidge and Anita Dobson
Doctor Who filming in Pembrokeshire with Millie Gibson
Doctor Who filming: new photos of Millie Gibson in Pembrokeshire
Photos snapped of Millie Gibson filming Doctor Who
Doctor Who filming: Ncuti Gatwa and Millie Gibson in Pembrokeshire
Doctor Who filming in Bristol with Millie Gibson and Anita Dobson
Russell T Davies talks “exciting” Doctor Who scenes as programme films in Bristol
Doctor Who filming with Ncuti Gatwa at two venues in Cardiff
Doctor Who filming: Block Three begins
Doctor Who filming: clue found for secret location filming
Ncuti Gatwa and Millie Gibson film 1960s Doctor Who scenes
Doctor Who films in Bristol with Ncuti Gatwa and Jinkx Monsoon
Doctor Who filming in Cardiff with Beatles connection
New Doctor Who photos of Jonathan Groff alongside Nucti Gatwa and Millie Gibson
Doctor Who filming at Margam Park
Doctor Who films more scenes with a Beatles connection
Doctor Who films in Cardiff theatre
Doctor Who films in Cardiff with Ncuti Gatwa and Bonnie Langford
Michelle Greenidge films Doctor Who in Cardiff
Ncuti Gatwa, Millie Gibson and Bonnie Langford film Doctor Who in Cardiff
Millie Gibson and Ncuti Gatwa film Doctor Who at Cardiff City Hall
Doctor Who films scooter stunt on Cardiff streets
Bonnie Langford and Ncuti Gatwa film Doctor Who scenes on a scooter
Ncuti Gatwa and Millie Gibson film Doctor Who in Barry
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seahorsepencils · 1 year
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JEMMA'S NEW REEL IS UP
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I love the selection of updated clips (yay Jill! Amelia! Rosa!) but I just want to say that the Zoe and Jennifer Bing scenes in her old reel will live rent-free in my head until the end of time.
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Also, apparently her character in the Jason Statham Beekeeper movie is named "President Danforth," and I have a lot of feelings about it. May or may not have already had a small existential crisis rambling to @ktlsyrtis about the idea that if she's playing the president of the US that would mean an American accent and I still haven't recovered from the last time she did a bit of an American accent as a joke? So please let's just have her be the president of the beekeeper wing of MI5, or the Beekeepers' Association, or the Jason Statham insect fan club or something. I'm already too weak at the prospect of her being the president of anything; J'OVERWHELMED.
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acourtcfmuses · 4 months
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@painofhumanity asked: "I think it's remotely plausible that someone might think you're hot." (Peter Quill to Jemma, because I think it'd be hilarious)
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Jemma turned to look at the male, brows furrowing unsure how to even respond. "Mr Quill..." The only person that really ever told Jemma she looked nice was Daisy and Agent Coulson, but that seemed to be in a more sister and father kind of way, not the general person saying it kind of way. "I'm not saying I don't appreciate your words, because I do, they're very sweet and it was very nice of you to say. You didn't have to say it after all, but you did." Was she rambling? She felt like she was rambling. "But flattery is not going to get your out of the bloodwork I need to do to see the sustained effect on the human body of aging in space."
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skyler10fic · 2 years
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Reveal - Ch. 11: Control
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Summary: Daisy has a lot to learn about her new powers, but she receives the best help there is from a distinguished guest.
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Between catching up on classwork and having to watch everyone else train with their new powers while she had to sit and heal, Daisy was depressed. She tried to be happy for Carol, who was learning how to use her rocket powers in a safe, fireproof room where she could train without destroying anything. On the more invisible-powers side, Jemma and Fitz had gained limited telepathic abilities to send each other mental voice memos so they mostly just stared at each other even more than they used to. Joey practiced his metal bending, Kenesha turned water to steam and ice and even a little rainstorm, and others dashed around with superspeed, built up their superstrength, or honed their gymnastics with stunning dexterity and balance. One kid could even walk up walls as long as he used his hands for stability. 
She reluctantly applauded along with everyone else as the spider kid completed his first journey across the ceiling. 
Jemma plopped down on Daisy’s makeshift sofa made of gym padding.     “Vibrokinesis.” 
“Sorry?” Daisy turned and raised an eyebrow. 
“It’s what you have. Vibrokinesis.” Jemma let the word hang in the air as a revelation. 
“Are you sure it’s not lycanthropy?” Daisy asked sarcastically.
Jemma rolled her eyes. “You’re not a werewolf. No one is afraid you’re going to suddenly cause an earthquake on the night of the full moon.”
“Awooo!” Daisy howled quietly and poked Jemma with her elbow. “Certain about that?” 
Jemma laughed a little. 
“They are afraid of me, though. I can tell.” Daisy gestured out to the cadets.
Jemma didn’t have patience for Daisy’s dramatics when there was a new scientific discovery to convey. “Would you like to know more about your powers or just wallow?” 
Daisy sat up straighter. “I’m listening.” 
Before Jemma could launch into her speech, Carol trudged out of her fireproof room and collapsed next to them on the floor with a sigh. She laid her head on Daisy’s lap, and Daisy began stroking Carol’s disheveled hair out of habit.
“I’m exhausted,” Carol whined. Daisy noticed Carol’s training clothes were a little singed, but not nearly as bad as her first time practicing. 
“You listen too,” Jemma instructed, tapping Carol’s shoe with her own. “I’m about to tell Daisy what I’ve deducted so far about her powers.” 
Carol straightened and turned to Daisy, who was still slouched in discouragement. Carol intertwined her fingers with Daisy’s and squeezed gently before focusing on Jemma. 
“Whatcha got, Simmons?” Carol asked. 
“Vibrokinesis,” she said a third time, finally eliciting the desired reaction. 
“Oooo, impressive!” Carol looked back at Daisy, who was still reticent to cheer up. 
Daisy shrugged. “So I make stuff shake and break things, including my own bones. Any way to make it voluntary, and preferably, painless?” 
Jemma sighed. “I think you’re missing the—Hold on, I have something to show you. I’ll be right back.” She stood and began walking to her lab, but then turned to further explain. “The global director of the Secret Warriors program, Dr. Jiaying Zabo, wrote about this possibility in her research. It’s so much deeper than you think. I mean, truly fascinating, beyond any physics I’ve studied, but the theories she had…” 
Jemma finally noticed in her ramble that everyone in the entire gym had gone silent and was staring just behind her in awe and reverence. Jemma slowly turned and found herself face to face with the global director herself. 
“Daisy Johnson?�� Dr. Zabo walked up to Daisy, who snapped up to attention. “Your friend is right. Come.” She beckoned. 
Unsure of this invitation or where they were going, Daisy looked to Bobbi, who only nodded that she should follow immediately. The Program’s global director outranked them all. 
“You too,” Dr. Zabo gestured to Jemma and they left the gym floor for the lab. Carol tried to follow, but Bobbi called her back to discuss Carol’s progress with her powers.  
Once they were in the lab, Dr. Zabo nodded to an agent Daisy recognized. On their first night being recruited into the program, Dr. Zabo had been there with her. 
“Alisha Whitley,” the agent introduced herself. Jemma and Daisy introduced themselves in return. 
Dr. Zabo told Agent Whitley they “wouldn’t be long” and the agent understood it as an order. She stood guard just outside the door, close enough to hear but far enough to keep an eye on anyone approaching. 
“Dr. Zabo—” Jemma began after a moment of silence. 
“Please, call me Jiaying.” She seemed to wince at her title and last name, unless Daisy imagined it. No ring, but a ring outline tan. Recent divorce was Daisy’s guess. 
Jiaying noticed Daisy’s evaluation of her but besides a silent challenge, daring Daisy to ask, she ignored it. Instead of feeling like a spy in training, Daisy realized sheepishly upon being caught that she just felt rude. This spy stuff was going to take more practice for sure. 
Jemma started again, also a little flustered, “Jiaying … ma’am … I was just telling Daisy about your work on vibrokineses, but Daisy would like to know if there is a way to control it.” 
The corner of Jiaying’s lip turned up in a slight smile, letting them relax a bit. “Of course. So I take it your destruction of property was involuntary then?” 
Daisy wasn’t sure if she was being tested or made fun of, but she decided a simple yes was best and tacked on a ma’am for good measure. 
Jiaying thought for a moment, considering Daisy inscrutably. 
“You don’t just make things shake, Cadet Johnson. You can sense and control the vibrations of everything around you.” 
Daisy looked around the lab. “Vibrations of what?” 
Jemma stepped in. “At an atomic level.” 
Daisy nodded to pretend she understood. “And I can control … the atoms?” 
Jemma clarified, “Sense the vibrations and then manipulate them. Like, causing earthquakes, for one example.” 
Jiaying rushed in, “But that’s not all. Here.” She walked over to a sink and turned on the faucet. A steady stream of cool water poured out. “Feel the water without touching it.” 
Daisy approached the sink, and Jiaying demonstrated, holding her hand to the side of the water. She stepped out of the way, and Daisy copied her. With both of the scientists watching, Daisy felt a bit like an experiment. She closed her eyes and breathed as her mom had her do before. If centering herself could help her stop her powers, maybe she could start them again without bringing the building down. 
She felt it. Each individual drop, no, even smaller than that. She opened her eyes and moved her hand. The water followed her even as it poured down, manipulating its path at her fingertips’ instruction. 
Daisy exhaled in relief. She turned to share the moment with Jemma but lost control and directed the water in her direction. 
“Hey!” Jemma squealed, now wet. 
“Sorry!” Daisy turned off the water reflexively and Jemma assessed the damage to her outfit. Their eyes met and they couldn’t help the giggles that overtook them. 
Finally, Jiaying cleared her throat. “Good start, cadet. Your next exercise will be harder. Come.” 
One by one, Daisy learned and conquered the tasks Jiaying set for her, from moving a rock across a table to shifting liquid in a bowl. That is, until they got to a row of water goblets. Daisy was familiar with the party trick, of course. She knew the glass would sing when a finger glided water along the rim. But, of course, the point of all of these exercises was that Daisy wasn’t allowed to touch the items. 
They were grateful Jemma had made them put on safety glasses as each goblet shattered. Over and over. 
“It’s okay, this is why we have these,” Jemma said each time, picking up a tarp that had served as a table cloth and another off the floor, carefully wrapping up the shards of glass they contained. Each time, Jiaying added more glasses on a fresh tarp as Jemma recycled the old one. 
“I’m never going to get this!” Daisy finally cried out. She couldn’t rub her eyes with the safety glasses on, but she could feel the embarrassed tears starting to burn. 
“You’ve made progress today. We start again tomorrow in practice room 3.” Jiaying placed an understanding hand on Daisy’s arm before leaving her and Jemma alone.  
“She’s right.” Jemma leaned against the table with the fresh goblets, arms folded. “This morning, you hadn’t even used your powers on purpose. Now, look at what you can do.” She gestured to all the completed tables of exercises. 
Daisy collected herself and took in her accomplishments for the day. Another realization hit. 
“It didn’t hurt.” 
“Hm?” Jemma began cleaning up the tables, and Daisy joined her. 
“Using my powers.” Daisy looked over her shoulder at Jemma as she poured the water from the unbroken goblets into the sink. “It didn’t hurt this time. I’m ready to fight again.” 
Jemma swept up a pile of dust that Daisy had earlier, with great effort, shaped into circles on another table. 
“Well, that’s up to the doctor, but I’d certainly mention that to Jiaying tomorrow. Maybe she can  clear you for training.”
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Daisy didn’t have time for fighting this week, Jiaying informed her. Once again, Daisy felt sheepish at Jiaying’s unstated correction. This opportunity to hone her powers with the global director was a huge honor for Daisy and incredibly rare for any enhanced person, especially a cadet. Daisy wondered what new high expectations Fury and the higher-ups at Shield had for her if she was receiving this kind of one-on-one instruction with Jiaying.
Occasionally, Agent Whitley would interject with urgent business from the Shield council of directors, and Daisy would be humbled that her teacher was also the leader of the entire Program around the world. Jemma too was taking advantage of the opportunity, gathering as much information from Jiaying and data from Daisy’s training as she could. Fitz was doing the same with the others as they trained, and they would compare notes in the evenings. 
“Do you see different patterns to powers in different regions?” Jemma asked one day as Jiaying corrected Daisy’s posture and arm positioning. 
“It’s not patterns so much as where the need is,” Jiaying explained. “Each power fulfills a need in the world, rights a balance to the energy of the universe.”
“How did you learn all of this?” Daisy asked. It felt like an intimate question, but they were in close proximity with just the three of them all week; it seemed reasonable to want to know something about her teacher so she dared to let the personal question fly and see how it landed. 
Jiaying stayed silent for a moment. “From my mother, and her parents before them, for generations.” 
“Your family was Shield agents that far back?” Daisy wondered if it was common to have legacy families like her own, forgetting Shield’s founding date for a moment. 
“No,” Jiaying let out a surprised laugh. “Just my parents. They left the haven where our people, powered people, had lived for generations. They were scared of and saddened by what they saw in the world after the war, so much pain and so much evil. They met Agent Carter and her husband working undercover. He wasn’t in all his red, white, and blue.” She gestured to her body to indicate she meant his superhero suit. “If they had seen him in costume, they probably wouldn’t have made such fast friends. But meeting someone else outside their village who had powers and was using them for good changed them. It gave them something to believe in. They helped Carter and Rogers with the early days of Shield, specifically the part for people like us. It wasn’t always easy, even within Shield.” 
“That’s why you stay,” Jemma said, putting pieces only she had together. “You don’t just protect the program’s existence. You protect those of us in it.” 
Jiaying looked away. “There are those who would use our abilities for their own selfish ends. My parents lived through horrors no one should have to experience. But they did it to serve and shield our community. So we’d never have to go through what they did.” 
When she met Daisy’s eyes, Daisy read deep pain there but also deep hope. Jiaying was willing to shoulder the heavy burden of leadership and bureaucracy and legacy to carry on a duty. One she’d inherited as her birthright but also as her responsibility. Daisy felt less alone for a moment. She too knew the weight and honor of Shield family expectations. 
“I’m sorry,” Daisy said meekly. It didn’t seem like enough. 
“Don’t be.” Jiaying shook her head. “Be willing to protect others, and use what you’ve been given wisely. You have a gift. So do many others, in every corner of the world. Every one of us has a part to play in the balance of the world’s shield.” 
Daisy and Jemma understood she didn’t just mean the organization but the metaphorical, symbolic shield of protection that they formed. Enhanced people all around the world were united by this woman and by Programs like this one to train them to use their powers for the benefit of all.
By the end of the week, Daisy could not only make water goblets sing but move mountains—or hills, at least. Jiaying and Agent Whitley took the four friends to a state park just outside the city on Saturday, and while Carol practiced flying in the open space and FitzSimmons took notes and formed theories from observing them, Daisy practiced causing small rock slides without earthquake tremors. It was all about precision and control, the breath and the focus. Sometimes it was hard to maintain her concentration with Carol’s flight attempts and Agent Whitley calling out instructions to Carol to test her aerobatic agility, but the distraction was helpful for the training as well. Jiaying reminded Daisy that in the field, there would be many more distractions and she would need to be able to work precisely, whether to dismantle a gun or take out a specific target, without destroying everything else in the area. 
It took hours of flattened trees and failure, but Daisy got there. She could push a park table without touching it, even rattling it free first when it was bolted down. She could shake the chains of a basketball hoop in rhythm without cracking the backboard. And she could cause rock slides hundreds of feet away. 
At the end of the day, Agent Whitley drove Jiaying and the cadets back to the Secret Warriors building where Bobbi was locking up for the evening. 
“I return these cadets to you in full confidence, Agent Morse,” Jiaying said formally. “Keep up the good work with your Program and keep an eye on them.” Daisy could have sworn Jiaying winked in her direction.  
Bobbi lit up at the unexpected compliment. “Thank you, Director. I certainly will.”    
Seeing Bobbi’s honored reaction, Daisy realized these last few weeks had been a test for Bobbi too. She was an excellent field agent, of course. But she had taken to being an instructor like a duck to water. To have the global director’s approval in her first year was a major milestone and an honor, especially if Bobbi wanted to make it her career. 
She caught Daisy observing her. “What?” 
“Nothing!” 
“So you’re ready to be back in the ring?” Bobbi asked. “No more pain or fractures?” 
Daisy beamed and showed Bobbi her clear, healthy arms, no bruises or inflammation. “All better and ready for duty, ma’am.” She gave a quick salute with a wink.
Bobbi pursed her lips and gave a mock scrutinizing inspection to match Daisy’s teasing formality. “Carry on, then, cadets. See you Monday morning, bright and early.” 
“Don’t remind us,” Fitz grumbled just as his stomach growled.
She laughed and shook her head as she left. 
The four turned to each other, having succeeded at the two most intensive weeks of their training. 
“Well.” Fitz clapped his hands. “Time for dinner?” 
“Yes!” the girls agreed enthusiastically. 
As they walked across campus to the cafeteria for dinner, Carol slung an arm around Daisy’s shoulders. 
“Hey babe, have I told you you rock my world?” Carol could hardly get it out, she was already laughing at her superpower humor. 
“Aw yeah?” Daisy returned. “Well, you light me on fire.”
“It’s photon energy, actually,” Carol teased. 
“Whatever, shut up.” Daisy kissed her on the cheek already conveniently located next to her lips. 
Jemma leaned into Fitz. “Is that what we’re like to the outside observer?”
Daisy broke in, “WORSE. You guys don’t even say it out loud anymore.” 
Carol added, “Yeah, at least when you bantered out loud we knew what you were talking about. Or, heard what you were talking about, even if we didn’t understand it.”
Fitz tsked. “Nosy and cheeky.”  
“You’re cheeky,” Daisy retorted, too hungry and tired to care if it made sense. “God, I could eat a whole pizza.” 
“Ugh, me too,” Carol added. 
“Mmm I’m thinking about a lovely burger and a pile of chips.” Jemma said it so dreamily the others laughed.  
At the end of the day, no matter how much changed or what obstacles they had to conquer, they had each other to lean on, laugh with, and come home to. And after all, that’s what they were fighting for: love, hope, joy, friendship, and family. 
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The end! Hope you have enjoyed our three-fic journey! It's been so fun joining the AoS space. I'll have more Daisy and Carol, in other "universes" and deviations from canon, soon. :)
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