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Her words brought a smile to his lips. His nose scrunched up as she kept talking, calling the others assholes. “It’s okay,” he signed, his shaking hands making quick gestures, slow enough to be sure that could UNDERSTAND him.

𝒾𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔. Far too long of pretending to be fine even if he knew he wasn’t fooling anyone. When either of them were away for each other for two long, things just didn’t make sense -- and well, everyone around them felt it. He’d been waiting. Ever since he’d heard the words --------- she’s back --------- he felt his entire world stop. After this, he was determined to never leave her side, never let anything happen to her ever again.

Turning the corner and seeing her -- real... alive -- he couldn’t help but let out a soft, shaky breath. “Jemma.” It was so long and all he wanted to do was wrap her in his arms and never let go. His legs were bringing him closer to her without much of a thought in his mind at all. All he could think about was her. Everyone around them didn’t exactly matter in the current moment, and well, he doubted anyone would interrupt them in this moment anyway.

Bringing a hand to cup her cheek, he moved to meet her eyes, his gaze a bit frantic as he tried to take in every inch of her ------ trying to make sure she was okay. Or, well, as okay as she could be. “Are you okay ??” A pause. "You- you have no idea how good it is to see you again."

❛       you  don’t  want  me  and  i  need  to  accept  that.       ❜

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The woman was right. At least to a certain extent. People did small things every single day that helped the world -- that saved people from danger. Natasha had never been labeled as a hero. Sure, she’d worked with the Avengers for a large chunk of her life, but even there, she was never a superhero. She was still an assassin that just happened to be in the right place at the right time and that happened to know the right people. She still didn’t consider herself much of a hero. The word was thrown around too much and well, she didn’t think she deserved the title, really.

“No, you don’t. You’re right.” The redhead said quietly, looking off to the side for a moment. “You just better be damn lucky and hope you actually can save the world.”

Natasha went from knowing no superheroes -- no people with powers -- to apparently finding dozens of people with crazy abilities. Everybody was out there trying to save the world. Or, on the flip side, trying to destroy it.

⚜ chronicom hunters are after them for a reason unknown to fitz, they have no currency and his hope of getting out of this alive - back to jemma - is dwindling.

but then there she is. she's standing right in front of him, and he cannot for the life of him get his brain to compute how this is possible. she's supposed to be in the future. he's supposed to be going to save her.

he can only utter her name and see the expression on her face, the tears in her eyes, until a voice is heard / a familiar voice. daisy. and there she is, stumbling into the engineer's sights. she mumbles his name, but she's not surprised by seeing him, as if she knew he would be here. they are here for him, looking for him.

confused, he doesn't have time to ask questions before the hunter appears with some sort of alien transportation tech, however daisy manages to delay him with her powers ( her aim is faulty, but affective ). he can tell there is something off about the two of them, but he's so relieved to see their faces and considering their situation he doesn't have the time to inquinsion it.

daisy covers them as enoch assists jemma in finding the zephyr they arrived in, however something has impaired jemma in a way that is making it frustratingly difficult to find safety. luckily, piper is able to find them and guide them back to the zephyr and daisy joins them shortly after and they are finally on course back to earth.

⚜ out of breath, his heart racing, he's looking at jemma now ― her pupils are dilated and she looks haggard and still he's never seen anything more beautiful. he has so many questions and he doesn't know what to ask first.

❛ did you ― get pissed on alien cocktails, what― how are you even here right now? enoch, ❜ fitz gestures toward the chronicom, ❛ said you were in the future and that i was needed to prevent an extinction level event. ❜

he wants to kiss her. and he almost does, but something stops him.

[  sms:  simmons  2:34  am  ]  i’m  thinking  about  bees and  i  really  want  to  know  if  they  have  feelings  for  their  queen  bee.  is  it  loyalty  ??  Is  it  adoration  ??  is  it  love.....  

[  sms:  simmons  2:34  am  ]  i  need  to  know.