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shieldagentmorgan said: [text] I made cookies. [text] if you want one you have to come get it. [text] I sat down and can't get up.

shieldagentmorgan:

agentsterling:

shieldagentmorgan:

agentsterling:

shieldagentmorgan:

agentsterling:

[text] It’s Monday. You know I’m always down for a cookie. I’ll be right over. :)

[text] Good. Because Ellis is asleep, and I can’t get my shoes off.

[text] Or bend.

[text] How’s Ellis adjusting?

[text] He’s been sleeping a lot. I think that’s good for him.

[text] Shaved. But he hasn’t been eating much. I think that’ll take him a while.

[text] It’s hard adjusting back. He’ll be alright. When he’s ready to let us in we’ll be there. 

[text] How are you? With him, that is. I can’t imagine how hard this has been on you.

[text] I know, I’m giving him space, but being there for him. Most of the time we just lay together.

[text] It’s … hard. He’s here, but he’s not. Not the him I remember. it’s going to take time …

[text] He took care of me after I nearly died and was basically brain dead, I love him and I will be there forever for him but … it’s hard.

[text] It was hard for him with you too. And I’ll always be here for you both if you need it. You know that, right?

[text] Seriously, anything at all. I’m sorry we couldn’t get him to you faster.

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tech013:

agentsterling:

"You don’t have to but I appreciate the strained sentiment." It was hard for Sterling to keep up this tough guy lone wolf act. He was trying but it never really seemed to be his thing and he was worried it was coming off as fake. Then again, he could always claim he had just been trying to fit in with the group and it wouldn’t be a lie. Going from paper to pistols was a big stretch and wanting to seem like he was bred for this job was a believable reaction. Or so he hoped.

"Nice shot."

Now with the shot taken, they would no longer have anyone in their sights - that is, if those inside were smart enough to avoid the obvious direction. It meant that they could relax, especially since no one came into view to take care of the fallen man.

Easing up, Lise looked over at Sterling. “Thanks.” Watching him a little longer, he prodded again. “Weren’t you going to try convincing me?”

Sterling had already pulled back his gun and sat with his back to the wall they were hiding behind to rest. 

"Could I if I tried?"

11AM

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"We have orders." Sterling strolled into the room, urgency in his steps. "Tech team finally decrypted the message we got from Director Coulson this morning. One of the criminals from the Fridge was spotted this morning in Washington Square Park. I’ve sent you all his file. Known for the murder of a young woman a few years back during a city assembly in front of countless witnesses. No powers but very handy with electronics and inventions so stay alert. We need a field team to help bring him in. Gift wrap him for Talbot."

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fitz-simmonsy:

this is so sweet and perfect and I love Mack. I just love him so much for trying to be Fitz’s friend even though it’s clearly so hard right now. I love him for trying to associate with Fitz’s issues, to try and say that it’s normal and not a problem and that Fitz shouldn’t be ashamed. I’m sure Fitz is probably ashamed of how he’s coping, of how he has an “imaginary friend” but Mack is just like “it’s cool to be doing weird stuff - I do it too. WE COOL?” 

Ahhhh I just can’t get over how much I love it. (Also Mack, I’m happy to listen to you sing in the shower anyday ;D)

(Source: maosdaily)

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british-and-snarky:

agentsterling:

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"It’s Sterling. Let me through."

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"Sure. Just as soon as you show me proof."

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"Left pocket. My SHIELD ID." Sterling wasn’t sure how viable that form of ID was anymore but he still carried it around. He couldn’t bring himself to stop.

(via britishandspooky)

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isobelxharper:

agentsterling:

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"It’s Sterling. Let me through."

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"Sterling?" She looked at him quizzically, trying to remember the name. "Oh, right! You’re one of the new recruits, right?" She moved past the door so he could come in. "I’m Isobel. Harper. Isobel Harper."  

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"To the new SHIELD, yeah. I suppose. I like to think I never left, to be honest, but rerecruited would mean I’m at the bottom again, huh?" Sterling had always been a fan of Coulson, though he knew Director was a game changing role. He didn’t expect Coulson to be able to make the same calls as before. It would be tough to see him making the hard calls but he knew it would be harder on Coulson himself. Finding Sterling and the group of agents he had escaped the New York HQ with had been a miracle of sorts but they were all ready and eager to pick the SHIELD back up and carry on. "It’s nice to meet you, Agent Harper. Erikson Sterling. I have a delivery for Agent May."

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tech013:

agentsterling:

"Believe me. I’m plenty worried about myself, thanks. I’m not gonna run around risking my neck for every tom dick and harry. I’m just saying, if something is about to kill you and I got a shot, I’ll take it rather than run. More for our side, less for theirs. Two birds, one stone. I’d rather be tactical than on the losing side. I was undercover in SHIELD for years. Believe me, watching those morons flounder around taking bullets for each other in the name of love and friendship was never my style." He shrugged again. 

The imagery of Sterling’s words were not doing too well in Lise’s mind and he unconsciously made a face, squinting into his scope. Also he was getting confused by the man’s choice of words, wondering if he misunderstood earlier. Trying to make sense of all those nuances was difficult for him and that was why he did not answer for a while. “I guess I don’t mind covering yours.” He said instead, seeing his target return into his sights.

A command came in then and he confirmed it, aiming closely before taking his shot. His gun fired and glass broke, striking his target right in the back of his head.

"You don’t have to but I appreciate the strained sentiment." It was hard for Sterling to keep up this tough guy lone wolf act. He was trying but it never really seemed to be his thing and he was worried it was coming off as fake. Then again, he could always claim he had just been trying to fit in with the group and it wouldn’t be a lie. Going from paper to pistols was a big stretch and wanting to seem like he was bred for this job was a believable reaction. Or so he hoped.

"Nice shot."

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earthyhavoc:

agentsterling:

"I’m invulnerable!" Their banter continued.

"There could be a limit to that! You don’t know! And don’t go testing it either!"

"I got hit by a bus once!" 

Sterling rubbed his face in frustrated worry. “Don’t remind me!”

"I’m fine!"

"Well, if this school IS dangerous I don’t want to leave HIM here! I’m responsible for him too!" 

"He can take care of himself. And so can I!" 

"You’re starting to sound like your sister."

"Maybe because we both grew up!" 

Sterling looked suddenly very surprised by that come back and his eyes softened. The next moment he gathered Aimee in his arms and hugged her close. “I know. I’m sorry. I forget sometimes. You’ll be alright.” He turned to Leo. “Sorry for all that.” It was so weird being human and having a family among civilians who knew he was SHIELD. It wasn’t all business anymore. Mainly because… well, he wasn’t SHIELD anymore. The world was changing around him. 

When the banter became a little more serious, he slowed his pace, letting them have at it. For a second he imagined Bayan and himself arguing some ten years from now, maybe less. Would he be as protective over Bay as Sterling was to Aimee. Probably. He’d do anything to keep her safe.

Then Sterling gestured at him and attention was brought back to the argument. Leo stood awkwardly off to the side, hands in his pockets as they hugged it out. “Hm? No, Sir. It’s…fine. If you’d like, you should spend time with Aimee. I’ll find the Professor.” 

"No, I really should get back to study hall." Aimee said awkwardly, pulling back from her brother. She was a bit embarrassed to have had that sort of moment in front of someone and had almost forgotten Leo was there.

"And I promised you I’d accompany you on the tour. Unless you would rather go it alone, you’re stuck with me."

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bystander3:

May has been covering for Coulson during his “episodes”.

You realize what this means, of course.

At some point there was a First Time. The first time May walked in on him:

She goes looking for him. Where’s the Director? No one has seen him.

She walks into the empty store room. She’s checked everywhere else. The hairs on the back of her neck go up. Something’s wrong.

The wall is covered in cryptic gibberish. He’s unresponsive. Enraptured. Catatonic. Moving as if on autopilot.

Without thinking, she closes the door. The bolt clicks in the lock. No one can see. He’s her Phil, but he’s their Director now. This new SHIELD is just barely a hatchling, still wet from the egg. So fragile. So precarious. Without the Director, there is no SHIELD. If there were any doubt…

No one can know.

She shouts. She pleads. She hits. She shoves. No response.

Finally, she just waits. She sits and watches and waits.

Eventually, he comes out of it. He’s shaking. She catches him before he can collapse. He’s talking way too fast: babbling.

I tried, May. I try. It keeps happening. I fight it. I say I won’t look. I try to not see. I can’t… I can’t….”

She holds him until the tremors pass. The stability of human touch. Until he’s quiet and still.

Then they come up with The Plan. They will fix this. Just the two of them. Compartmentalized, in a compartment all their own. No one else need know.

She requisitions the new shudders on Monday. On Tuesday, her new camera arrives. By Wednesday, she has contractors installing fresh clean drywall in his office. The next time, they’ll be ready.

No one will find out. Melinda May swears it.

(via shieldirector)

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worldofthecutestcuties:

Someone at the Wisconsin Humane Society is really good at naming cats.

worldofthecutestcuties:

Someone at the Wisconsin Humane Society is really good at naming cats.

(via solvingthxpuzzle)

cats 

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emmalyn:

jali-jali:

charmory:

this is the most romantic thing i’ve seen all day

No shit. That tom cat was like:

"This thorn invested wall means nothing."

"I will gladly walk on it a thousand times over, if that means I could be with you, my lady."

and the lady cat was all:

"My brave darling."

OOOPS MY HAND SLIPPED!!

Suddenly my muse insisted me to draw the personification version of the last pic, and who am I to reject inspiration when it comes so willingly to me? At least this will help with the artblock issue I currently have to deal with.

Russian imperial era inspired because hot damn.

Note: I tried google reverse image (and other reverse image search engines) those photos and came up with nothing. I wish I knew the original photographer because I want to love hug him/her so hard for capturing such inspiring moments.

IT’S BENVENUTO AND VITTORIA (x)

(Source: theamericankid, via asecretagentleman)

cats 

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