#[muse: Jemma]

[savingthrcw]

@forthewinn liked for a shippy-oriented starter!

It was ridiculous, as well as making her feel guilty, that Winn had to distract and nearly comfort her over meeting his ex girlfriend; but she had been so infuriated by Lyra's aggressive attitude towards Winn that she had very nearly killed her on the spot, and Jemma's distress after holding back was so obvious that they had skipped the bar in favor of Doctor Who at her place - it was baffling how Winn wasn't scared of her even when he knew she had a hard time controlling her emotions. She had eventually stopped shaking with anger, though her eyes were still of the wrong color, and at some point had leaned against him, and had felt more herself than she had in a long time.

"You are an amazing man," she murmured halfway through the second episode, her hand gently touching his arm, "More importantly... you are a good man. You aren't just brilliant, you are kind, and you are funny, and brave, and selfless. I don't know what happened between you and Lyra, but you deserve to be treated better. You deserve everything." She looked up, and all she could feel was that she wanted him to have that. "I'm sorry I got in the way, but I can't-won't let you get hurt."

[savingthrcw]

"Don't say that..." she murmured, then shook her head, "It's such a coincidence. I always end up being close with men who are kind, brave and literal geniuses and who are determined to dismiss everything they can do. You'd get along so well with my... best friend from the other Earth." Former boyfriend as well as best friend, but Fitz would always be present in her thoughts, and Winn kept reminding her of him, so good, so full of self-deprecation.

"I don't care enough to stop hurting people, often... There are things that I have done, on the other Earth, that were purely out of revenge. I disintegrated a man once, granted, a true monster, but for all my wishing to be a better person I couldn't care less... I don't know who I would be or what I would be doing if I hadn't come here and had gotten a chance to start over." But she had come, and Winn and Kara and others had given her that chance , which she was grateful for. "You can be dangerous, but what matters is that you are good. Enough that you make me care about being good, and that says quite a lot."

She let out a little chuckle at his words, putting down her medical supplies. "Ah, and I was hoping for an attractive man to fistfight for my honour."

"I'm mediocre at best, but it's kind that you think I'm good." He was trying to joke, trying to keep the air light. Because he wasn't good at having serious conversations, he knew that this was an important one to have. That he needed her to know how much she meant to him, and more than that that she was a good person.

"You're a good person because you care about being one. Bad people don't care about things like that. And good people can be dangerous. All things considered, I'm a very dangerous person." He was aware of the fact that he had taken down Indigo with a virus he created by accident. He knew that there were parts of him that were just like his father, and he had to fight every single day to keep them down.

"Of course, I would be. I probably couldn't kick their ass but I could still be pissed off."

[rainintheevening]

OG Bus Team and Comfort Movies:

Coulson's is Return of the Jedi. And It's a Wonderful Life at Christmas, definitely.

Grant loves Star Wars and Lord of the Rings, but he's that 'gotta watch the whole trilogy' kind of guy. (He and Coulson do a Star Wars marathon every year.) So for a single movie, his top comfort film is Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron. Don't ask him why, he's never been able to explain.

Melinda's is Gone With the Wind. But she also has a ton of childhood nostalgia for Disney's Robin Hood, so she will sneakily watch it when she needs a proper pick-me-up.

Jemma loves Anastasia; this is why Fitz knows all the songs.

Fitz doesn't really watch movies to cheer up, but because of Jemma, he would probably say his comfort movie is Anastasia too. He does like action movies in general though.

Daisy's comfort movie is Tangled. She has it memorized.

[analyticallyminded]

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[descended-from-legends]

And We’re Lost

@oflcgicalsway

Jemma gasps as she awakens from the mind prison. What on earth is going on? She looks around to find Enoch standing there, the other Chronicoms deactivated at his feet.

"Enoch." Fitz sits up from where he's laying next to her, looking around the room in shock.

"I have taken bold action. We must go." Enoch's matter of fact words barely register for the two as they finally embrace. After all this time, they're finally together. They traveled the stars to find each other, and now they'll never let go. Unstoppable together.

Enoch sets the Chronicom transporter device down on the floor and activates it. They need to go, before reinforcements arrive. He holds out his arms for the other two. "Embrace me."

They join him in the circle on the floor, holding onto him tightly as the device begins to send them somewhere else, anywhere else.

Jemma looks up at Fitz and smiles, her eyes lighting up for a moment. "Oh, I almost forgot. You're a grandfather."

Fitz' eyebrows scrunch in confusion and concern, looking between Enoch and Jemma for some sort of explanation. "What the bloody hell does that-" His question is cut off by the transporter finally sending them off to where it's programmed. When they rematerialize, none of them recognize their location. It almost looks like a ship of some kind. “-mean?!���

"Very Star Trek," Jemma muses as she lets go of the boys and moves along the hallway.

Fitz gives Enoch a look that would have him six feet under and buried. "Enoch, where the bloody hell did you send us?"

Enoch looks around the room. In all his years, he hasn't seen anything quite like where they are currently. "Apologies. It was my first attempt at using an Interplanetary Conveyance Disc. In theory, it should have returned us to its last location. Instead, it has sent us here. Wherever here is." He reaches out to feel for the computer in the walls, small little tendrils coming out of his fingers to find an access port in the hopes of gaining information.

Fitz throws his hands up in the air, and runs his hands through his hair. "Great. Thank you, Enoch. Now we're on the run from the Chronicoms, and we're lost! You are the absolute worst!" He grabs Enoch and pushes him a little, frustrated and angry beyond belief at the moment.

"We'll figure it out. We always do.” Jemma sighs and shakes her head. “Look on the bright side, I don't think this is a Confederacy ship."

She hears footsteps coming down the hallway and she grabs onto Fitz' hand. They don't have any weapons. There's nowhere to run. All she can do is hope that the people they've found are friendly and not trigger happy with strangers.

[savingthrcw]

"Man-eating alien, likes big stores like yours," Jemma answered quickly, feeling like giving a few more specific details for him to hang on would be better than a simple 'alien' answer. People cooperated more when they had things like that to focus on - or at least she did.

They were at least lucky enough not to be chased down due to the alien's reaction to her, and as insulting as it was she took advantage of it to get to the car with Jonah, so she could speed the hell away from there, at least for now. "It has been watching your store for weeks now, seems it's modus operandi: studies it, picks the employees it prefers, I don't know if it has to do with the smell or simply aesthetic tastes, and then..." she trailed off, figuring that adding 'eats them' wasn't going to help. "I was hoping to catch it alone, it had a partner and I took care of that one, but this seems smarter. Perhaps the smell of your personal hygiene products mixed to the store cleaning supplies did it... It's a pity there is no lab nearby to check." Could've been interesting to try her theory, maybe do a couple of tests.

Jonah took another second to try and get his mind to focus once again. There was an alien in the parking lot, clearly coming towards him. And his other option was to get behind the girl that everyone thought was a serial killer. So either way he didn't really have the best options and he very well could die in a Cloud 9 parking lot.

He shook his head, realizing that he needed to take a small step and make a choice. Deciding that he had nothing to lose, he took a step towards her. And then finally got himself running. "What the hell is that thing?"

[pers-books]

Well, that was unexpected - though not unwelcome!

I was making my way back from getting both my arms stabbed (Flu shot and Covid booster) and suddenly the idea of Jemma as an Alternate (Unbound) Doctor wearing the clothes from the Octopolis photos sprang into my head.

I found myself picturing Thirteen bumping into her in a nightclub (because Jemma 'Dad dancing' is a thing I now love with my whole soul!) and thinking it's Kate and being gobsmacked to realise this person is a Time Lord who looks like Kate...

Anyway, I'm still struggling with grief and Depression so who knows if I'd get this written, but it's an idea that's putting pleasant images in my head, so I almost don't care.

[starfleetwitch]

Doing this now because I will ABSOLUTELY forget! Some highlights from this year of art... can this be considered a Procreate wrapped? 

Animated versions can be found here because Tumblr hates me even when its terrible resolution:

Cartoony 2022

 and

Art of 2022

Achievable Goals for 2023:

Learn how to draw ears

Complete the 10 part Berena bed series (Cause 'Berena’s relationship as told from a birds eye view of a double bed’ just isn’t as catchy)

Branch out and maybe draw Gwendoline Christie or Janet Fielding

Achievable if I suddenly become a god goals for 2023:

Get all my current wips finished

Use my long forgotten degree to sculpt a 3D model of Kate Stewart on Zbrush, rig it and animate her GETTING SOME DAMN THERAPY!

[chandlerjulyfm]

pari gets her muse back

chandler july x @syljem aesthetic | flirtationship

[savingthrcw]

open to: people who can walk on Jemma at the beginning of s2 context: it's about time she comes clean about her actual feelings, because there are too many misunderstandings. Nobody except Fitz knows about the alien blood yet, and Fitz himself doesn't know about the developments in that area. Done with the stitches, she quickly pushed the bloodied medical tools to the side when her friend walked in; she was fine, recent wounds just needed a bit of retouching, nothing new now that she was turning into a proper field agent just to escape the lab. "We should talk," she said quickly, so she wouldn't have the time to run away from the conversation. She said it, and then she fell silent, words frozen in her throat.

[lostlabyrinths]

❛ how did you find me? ❜ / jemma @ Scott / @mythcaels

scott's ruby red visor moved around the room. HE'D MADE IT IN TIME. judging by the together state of the room and the unfrenzied neighborhood, scott had actually managed to make it in time. " that doesn't matter. " his usual tempered, stoic voice is untampered by his exertion. the x-men had a variety of ways of finding other mutants. aside from all the ways their enemies had access to as well, finding each other before and in the midst of a crisis was essential to their survival --- they had several ways. " but i'm not the only one who has. " he was, likely, just the closest. and waiting for an x-approved way out was probably going to be out of the question. they'd have to make a run for it. " i'm cyclops, i'm with the x-men, and i need you to follow me. "

[analyticallymindedaa]

thinking abt how in nearly every verse fitz comes looking for jemma once she's settled down somewhere. it's usually several years after she's left (because she has to be fairly settled and feel fairly secure before he even gets a shot at finding her), but even then he'll find her place and tries to convince her to go "home" to shield w him and it usually takes a few times of her saying no (and a dog bite) before he leaves and kinda just want more interactions where people are Around for that

[savingthrcw]

"I'm not making any progress, I can't..." Jemma trailed off, already looking at the test results with growing frustration.But then she glanced at Daisy, who was offering her hand, and her tense shoulders dropped, her expression softening.

She wanted nothing more than to spend some time with her friend, time that didn't involve emergencies, because Daisy always had the power to quiet all the noise in her head, made her feel like there was some hope for her too. But she didn't deserve it, did she? While Daisy of all people wouldn't be afraid of her blood, obviously, she'd have plenty reasons to be afraid of her, with the way Jemma had behaved after Porto Rico and until she had revealed that she wasn't fully human either. A behavior Jemma had never fully explained, and it should've led to bitterness and resentment, not to an extended hand and pizza. She reached out to place her hand over Daisy's and gave it a little squeeze, giving up. "Maybe truffle fries too?" she murmured hesitantly. "We haven't had the chance to talk for quite some time... What have you been up to?"

Starter for @savingthrcw

" Jemma? --- What do you say we leave all of this right now, and go and get some pizza or something? " SHE LOOKED TOWARD her dearest friend, seeing the stress evident upon her features. She knew that since the discovery of the Chitauri heritage, Jemma had struggled in part with fitting in more so than she did already, but that far from bothered Daisy --- She wasn't exactly human, herself now, was she? Her hand extended outward, palm facing upward. An offering. She wanted Jemma to know that no matter what, she would be there, as she always had been, and always would be. " Come on... All of this will be here when you come back to it. "

[lingeringscars]

shauna keeping souvenirs in a safe that's lock is the flight number is like. the epitome of i haven't moved on from anything i've just tucked it away neatly.

[analyticallyminded]

tag drop 1/?

muse.

[fyrewalks]

october prompts - 04. exotic

One of the older ladies at church, who doted upon Nat as if she was her grandchild, had an orange cockatoo that Nat absolutely adored. At one point, Nat wanted to be an exotic animal vet because of it, but she quickly moved on from that dream once she learned how violent these birds could be if not given the proper care. She was actually scared of it for a while, though she eventually got over it and even now, as an adult, Nat has a soft spot for the animal.