#I have like the biggest praise kink in the world and to combat it I let myself get dommed by like. the meanest people lol

[burning-red-3]

Literally came harder than I ever have In My Life thinking abt him praising and beating the shit out of me

[littlefreya]

August’s NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: Explicit Smut, graphic depictions of rough sex, daddy kink, creampies, bondage and mentions of bodily fluids and August being August.

** I give no permission to copy my work, translate it and repost it **

N/A: He’s dirty, he’s hot, he’ll fuck you till you drop (that doesn’t really rhyme). I got a request to do the NSFW Alphabet and the dudette abides! This was really fun, I think Walter is up next!

August Walker’s NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

August takes aftercare seriously. Being a rough Dom he doesn’t want his princess to slip into depression. A warm bubble bath is due, with him lathering your hair and massaging your aching limbs. He invests in buying luscious bath bombs and fancy props he gathers you’d enjoy. After the bath, he wraps you in a fresh towel and carries you to bed where he begins to take care of each part of your body he hurt. Small butterfly kisses crisp your supple skin, his moustache tickles lightly, lulling you into a deep slumber.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Obviously, August loves his cock and thinks it’s nature’s gift to women. When it comes to you, he’s obsessed with your ass, loves to grab it in public to assert ownership, he squeeze it firmly and grind his aching bulge at the cleft of your ass, always letting you know he is ready to go

He calls your ass a piece of heaven on earth and oh, of course, you’re going to feel a spank or two when he’s pounding into you from behind. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

A huge fan of creampies. He loves to come inside, he ain’t doing rubber so you better be strict with your birth controls. Nothing makes him sicker with pride than watching his thick cum drip down your wobbly legs. It can easily get him hard all over again and you blush with horror as you hear the camera’s click as he snaps a shot of your knees up and thighs spread open, showing your cunt full of his jizz.  

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

You mean aside from the fact that he is an anarchist? Well, August might have a collection of homemade porn videos. He loves to tape himself having sex with random girls. Has a whole drawer of them. Loves to watch them every now and then to get himself off. Even after he began dating you he kept them and yes, he is trying to convince you into doing all sort of stuff for him on cam.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

August is basically the king. He fucked more women than he can remember. Lost his virginity with an older woman who taught him quite a lot.

He’s a Dom by nature, mastering different tricks and ever-exploring his darkest sexual fantasies. He definitely knows what he is doing and he has heaps of patience. It’s his greatest virtue, knowing how to torture you just enough till you’re practically begging him to fuck you.  

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy-style. He has full access to spanking your ass and squeezing it hard enough to leave bruises. Loves to watch his thick cock entering your body while his hand fists your hair. He ruts into your body back and forth, tugging you back against him, preferably in front of the mirror, so he can look into your eyes.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Dead serious. If he smiles it’s definitely patronizing or sinister, to scare you and let you know he will always have the upper hand. He enjoys cooing at you while you’re a whimpering mess, making fun of how weak and desperate you are. 

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Fuck no, he ain’t trimming, he is all hair in general. Which is pretty rude considering he loves your pussy completely waxed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

On one hand, he is never going to say he loves you. not even if once in every full moon he’ll make love to you through a whole night till you’re both crashing into one another. 

August is a man of actions and touch, and he’ll touch you in ways that make you feel completely stripped down to your soul while his eyes pierce deeply, letting you know you’re his baby.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As a Dom he says you are not allowed to touch yourself without his permission and if you do and he catches you, you are in for some punishment. He’s going to tie you up and watch you as he masturbates in front of you, slow and languid, groaning your name and then coming all over your torso. His finger dips into his own cum, collecting the pearly drops and slipping it into your mouth. 

He is a fan of mutual masturbation though, on facetime when he is gone on a mission, so always be ready for daddy’s call. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

One? This man is almost everything goes. His biggest kink is the purity one. His woman has to be “pure” and gentle, he gets off from the thought he is defiling you, unloading all his darkness into your sweet little cunny. Or maybe tonight he’ll just dress you in pink ribbons and enjaculate all over your face, just to mess you up. Among other kinks: Spanking, orgasm denial, knife play, bondage, choking, exhibition, size kink (loves it that you’re small, it makes him feel big and strong) praising and some really dirty words that he loves to whispers while deep inside you.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere you might get caught. Especially where you work, to make a statement, he doesn’t care if you’re loud, on the contrary, he might go extra hard on you. For some reason he fantasizes about fucking you in front of his boss quite often. This one time you nearly did, but he settled for fucking you over her desk, and left some bodily fluids all over that carpet.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you’re being a brat, yes he loves his princess, but when you’re a little stubborn bitch that’s when the fun begins. You know he is going to punish you for that and when punishment time comes, he gets creative. One time you wouldn’t let him work so he tied you to a bed and pushed a toy inside you, he left in on for hours while he was working, controlling the power with a tiny remote while remaining indifferent to your screams. 

Oh yeah, your screams, the second thing that makes him hard.

But generally speaking, he is so caught up with you that everything you do turns him on. He loves to ogle you when you’re just sitting by the window, reading a book or writing something. You’re his little angel. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s not into sharing. You’re his pure angel and no one is going to touch you but him. Doesn’t like stuff involving defecation/piss. He is grossed out by it.

Less into anal but willing to try if you’d be open for it.  

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves to fuck your face, make you tear as you choke on his cock and come down your pretty little throat. He is also into eating you out. His moustache and those thick stubbles leave you red and raw and it’s that mixture of rough and the slow slithering of his tongue inside you that gives you the hardest orgasms. You’re half convinced he is keeping that stach for that.  

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

August fucks your like a high paid pornstar; rough and fast but not without style, he’s dominating, knowing how to move inside you just right, slowing down to increase the depth and then picking up a harder rhyme where his balls slap against your pussy. 

He does go slower sometimes but it’s still rough and forceful, leaving bruises all over your body. You love it...

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Every now and then when he’s angry at the world, he uses you like a fucktoy. Coming home, he spins and bends you over the table. Not bothering with your clothes. Your panties are wrapped around your thighs and his hand is plasters your cheek to the wooden surface as he spits on his cocks and enters you with zero foreplay. 

Your scream is his favorite music.

Being so angry, he doesn’t care if you come, but you do anyway. You always do.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

August is all about experimenting but he has the meticulousness of a special agent and a man who loves to be in control. Breathplay? Sure, he might even get you to blackout, he doesn’t mind, but he’ll take precautions to not cause any damage, same with knife play and bondage. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He lasts long, he is patient and taught himself to hold back because he gets off from making you weak. August can easily take an entire night to mess you up, to a point you’d beg him to stop. You’re sore, you can’t take it anymore. He leaves you feeble, boneless but always makes sure to give you proper aftercare.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He owns a box of toys that he bought especially for you. As a part of very long foreplay he’d sometimes tie you up and begin stimulating and teasing you, fucking you with a vibrator while looking deep into your eyes and praising you.

You’re not allowed to touch the box without daddy’s permission but... can you help it when he’s gone all the time and you miss him?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Way too much. August loves to see you beg, he’ll take his time, bringing you to your knees, getting you close and denying your orgasm to the point of tears. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Very loud, he doesn’t give a fuck who hears him, he is not ashamed and damn you love that voice he makes when he finally puts himself inside you. That guttural groan that just signifies how sweet you feel.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Violence gets him hard. Whether it’s hand to hand combat or killing someone. It’s a bit embarrassing, but not for him, for his colleague, seeing him get all worked up after beating some guy to a pulp. If he’s on a mission, well, tough, he’ll have to call you and masturbate while seeing you pose for him. If you’re at the same country as he is, expect him to come home and unload that pant up aggression into you. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

There is a reason why August is cocky and arrogant. He is not just BDE, he is huge and thick and he knows it. It hurts when he goes in, no matter how wet you are, but you live for that pain, it brings much pleasure.  

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Extreme, he is a sexual person, he loves to touch, he loves to be desired and he loves to desire you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not right away, as rough as he is, he makes sure you are properly taken care of after an ordeal. Your aftercare always comes first. 

________________________

[ne-fe-li-bata]

Aye yo CORPSE!  ...

Dead ass;

You can't convince me that Corspe was/is/does ; 

in no particular order..

• Deserve to be held ( I would smother him with my chest and hold him tighter than he has ever been held) & protected from this world

• Pyro! Mans loves🔥🔥🔥 - mostly his fav elemental  (Leo is a fire sign); “WOOO... now that’s a fire!”

•  Loves knives/weapons- has a collection (quite a nifty 1, ay thank-a-you) & even knows how to use butterfly knives/ tackle combat.

      Has a collection of weapons (brass knuckle, daggers, swords, knives,etc.)

•  Highly interested in combat/training. Most likely has training in some sort of combat. Loves any form of physical combat < UFC,MMA, Boxing, any type of martial arts>

•  Absolute proper gentlemen / clearly has the utmost charm/cunning

      I.e holds the door open & will slap yo ass on the way in, moves you away from street side when walking, pulls chairs, defends your honor, etc.

• Takes A . L . O . T  to truly capture his attention- but once you have it ..%100

•  With his person; protective/obsessives/ possessive/ sensual/ affectionate .

              < mine is mine. me no share -like absolutely not at all>

             “ You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down for ya“

• RP'er on DeviantArt/chats had his own OC. (also prob had his fav person to RP with) 

         <prob even talked to them in MSN or private chat>

•  Watched mostly nothing by anime/cartoons (nick/CN) as a kid & also mostly watched certain shows/movies as a kid well into his teens

         (could recite quotes/scenes as second nature)

•  Not a major musical theatre type of kid. But musical movies/shows was 1 of his favs- but still highly interested/ in love with theatre/musicals/preforming arts none the less.

-EYES DON’T LIE

•’staring problem’ he’d just stare at you -deep in his head (both good & bad) you’d have to bring him back to you ..”babe- eh, come *snap*back to me. What’s on your mind my love?’

•  Genuinely a really warm person- but only to certain people, but comes across cold & distance 

•  Grew up in the internet & knows the way around the 'business' & 'faceless' YouTubers/celebrities

•  His teens/ late adolescents consisted & grew up on YouTube O.G videos/ video game commentary/content;

  Cry.. <Cry was a huge part of my life & still hold a special place in my heart. Corspe just like I was most likely devastated with the shit that went down> 

Jack

Nova

Sp00n

Jontron

Smosh

Nigahiga

Shane

Jenna

Hanna Hart

Phil/Dan

KevJumba

Ray William Johnson

Pewds

Machinima

EMT

ERB

Wassabi Prod.

VlogBros, 

-etc

• Has an oral fixating (lovebites indefinitely <like dead ass ya’ll be chillan/ out & he’d attack you> & just needs something in his mouth always)

• Fidgety af, always need to be playing with something in his hands/playing with 

•  Is a goddamn absolute certified freak--but also super soft bean boi. (can't stress how this boi needs& deserves to be protected)

• Constant hand/arm touching/stroking for comfort.

• Daddy{papi} / Mommy(mamá) . Master . Sir  kink - hard control kinks- but highly sub. 

hard(er) kinks

• Lovebites = M I N E 

obvs fishnets/ crossbody straps/ lingerie

lace

collars/ restraints 

toys

     •RP

degrading/praising

sub/dom switch

showing/proving your actually/completely & utterly his/ he’s completely & utterly yours..

& of course you know it's go time when 1 - if not both of you has kitty ears on. 

over stim 

*no touchy/ don’t let me go*

“look at what I’ve done to you”

“you kno only I can do this to you”

“look how greedy you are for me”

“look at the mess you’ve made because of me’ 

“cum on my face”/’cum for me”

“who do you belong to” / “you belong to me & only me”

100% all black clothing 🖤

*that once we get home / I swear I’ll deal with you right here, right now* look 

primal play  “when you run from me, it only makes me want you more” “you know imma find you kitten”

pet names (beast< i feel like you call this man “ (a) beast”-he about to lose his absolute fucking mind> , “oh Corpse/______, you absolute fuckin’ beast- my God” kitten, babyboy/girl, baby(e), bae, my love, lover boy, my darling, slut, needy little bitch, cum slut, lil’ whore, master/mistress, king/queen”

“only yours” “just ______” “ no-one but _____” “only____” “only you” 

‘I’ll keep you so no one can find you or bother us’

“that’s my girl” / “that's my boy”

“would you like to/ I saw----”

“look at me” “don’t look away from me”

GROWLING / talking through clenched jaw

not breaking eye contact 

     • his name & ‘Corspe’ being cried out 

“cry out my name for me baby. know who you belong to”

video/sexing/teasing 

breeding kink

voyeurism

abrasions

aftercare af 

impact play 

24/7

edging 

accidental stim; “holy fuck- I’m so turned on by you rn”

rope bondage 

begging 

worships 

•  But also soft kinks; 

MEME SENDING

head on lap/chest

naps

playing with hair 

matching outfits

voice messages 

always touching (somehow)

no space between bodies

picture taking together/ just of you

body rubs, head rubs

massages

competition 

play fighting

“this reminded me of you”

“I remember you said” “I know you...”

“you know I love you”

“I can tell by your eyes”

“ugh- I swear to shit imma marry you 1 day”

“nothing really made sense until you”

“do you wanna watch”/ “WAIT!? YOU HAVEN’T SEEN?!”

“damn- you really do love/like me, eh?”/ “you are SO fucking mine”

“that’s my girl”/ “that's my boy”

pet names/ “MY_______” “YOURS”

long stares

dates- stay at home dates are his fav, as your attention/focus is just on him 

choker/necklace/ jewelry (that 1 of you bought- NOT LIKE HIGH PRICE TAG, but like seen it & was like ‘omg ____ would so wear...’) 

cuddles with movies /anime watching time

just being in the same room/on call- even in silence 

* emojis*- just some sort of communication 

inside jokes/ puns/dark humor

seeing 1 another with kids

future kink (family, travel, etc)

playing video games 

dancing/ singing with 1 another

Sitting on the ground, wrapped around his leg when he streams/edits

Nerf gun fights 

Watching him record (tracks/editing/streaming)

•  Loves- loves surprises <like dead ass would set up a surprise date/ do a scavenger hunt for you/ surprise you with your fav thing>

•  Loyalty is everything & his best attribute (& pride) 

• The music that he make is from the soul/heart. He pit everything has has/what he has left into his art

•  No one has seen the real him - a side he truly hides

•  He's both book & street smart

           Taught himself through YouTube/Reedit/online 

•  Fav actors; Jim Carrey/Robbin Williams/Will Smith (?)

•  Man’s straight up dangerous. we only know like a  quarter of him & people fall at his feet. ( h e . i s . n o t . t o . b e. F U C K E D . w i t h) 

•  Hates silence 

         ( constantly needs background noise)  <also can't fight me on this babyboi cuddles pillows/blankets for night-night time>

•  People don't understand the pain he is in every day, unless they have fibromyalgia/GERD/high functioning (sever social)anxiety/depression/ agoraphobia 

(my mom suffers with fibro/depression <I myself have GERD/ sever social amenity/depression>& I wouldn't wish those illness on my worse enemy...)

• Over all pain has changed him

• Has dealt with self harm since a young age- most likely 9- 11 yrs old. (as someone else who’s suffered with SH for years- when you become so numb it 1 of the only ways to feel some sort of anything/makes you feel like you’re alive)

• Addiction (drugs/people/things)

•  Wrote & read a lot of fanfiction

        (most likely his main source of reading in pre/teenage years)

• Is a hopeless romantic but has his guard way up

•  Obsessed with Japan / Studio Ghibli

• Doesn't think he deserves any of the recognition/ fame he's gotten--but definitely deserves it all as he's creative & inspirational as fuck. Also he’s worked so hard for it & had put himself through so much

    Contrary is highly appreciative of those that are supporting

• Doesn't do it for the fame but for the fact he know how he's gotten people through hard time (just like those on the internet got him through)

• Was a scene boy that vibe’d of myspace/ listens to a lot of  ‘scene’ pop-punk, emo/ scene band shit (band?)

•  Also is/was a major tumblr boy

•  Would be a phenomenal father

•   His love language: physical touch & words of affirmation 

• He would flinch at touch movement but would melt in your hands

• Face caresses would trigger anxiety/ tears.. but once he’s calmed/comfortable would burry his face in your touch. neck & chest

•  Still caught up in daydreams

•  A part of him is still never satisfied even if it’s exactly to the pin point detail of what he wanted  

•  Has at least 40/50(ish) songs he hasn't released

•  Mommy & daddy issues (not saying his home life was really- really  fucked - but non the less- it certainly wasn't the best).. Also wants to protect/provide for his family (especially his sister) & was prob closer to a grandparent/aunt/uncle)

•  Definitely prefers to be by himself, as every time people come around, it's like;‘"this is why I'm okay (ish)with being alone" 

• lost an important person to him due to O.D/ suicided..

•  Also most likely to of heard his "friends" shit talking 'Corpse' or something correlated with him

•  His pride is his biggest sin (next to lust)

•  Has single-handedly defined a huge part of 2020 ( in the best way)

•  Went through a fighting stage where he was ready to fuck anyone up on a drop of a dime (middle/'high school'/street fights- possibly even under ground)

          but also a stage where he cut absolutely everyone off for a solid couple years

•  Most likely obsessed with 1 of 3 creatures; lion, dragon, wolf ( 5ish- possibly bear/fox)

•  Dinosaur obsessed 

• Internet & video games raised him

• He raised himself

Quick to adapt to surroundings/situations.

•  Mighty Morphin Power Rangers was his shit ( I CAN SO SEE YOUNG BABYBOI RUNNIN AROUND THE HOUSE IN A POWER RANGER SUIT) "IT'S MORPHIN' TIME MOTHER FUCKER"

              fav ranger- green 

•  Has up until next year planned out & is working on the next 'version of corpse' ( PR, vids, music, etc)

•  Also med/high key this man was most likely in a physcward (more than once) ..

•  This man deserves more than he'll ever give himself recognition for & knows in the back of his mind--people will hate just to hate

•  Rose is his fav flower  🌹

•⛈️🌧️. >🌞.  Loves storms/ rain & prefers them over sunny days

•  Loves the moon/stars/space (?) < observatorium dates = fuckin mint>

• Pixar/Disney lover

        <still believes- deep down in happy ever after ... but thorough an twisted yet not so twisted- simple(??), dedicated process(?)>

•  Fav Pixar movie.. either Wall.E or Toy Story 

    •  Pixar > Disney

         •  But fav Disney movie- Beauty & the Beast (?)

• Most likely had a Jackass obsession's (doing dumb hoodshit)

•  Fall is his fav season (?)

•  Horror/ thriller movies/shows over everything (obvs)

•   Had an escape place in town where he’d hide from the world- that absolutely no one knew about. 

•  Was really into graffiti/ street art 

•  Arested as a youth - but charges dropped- or was still considered a mirror (either fighting/ possession/ trespassing/ vandalisms)

• Arrested on heavier charges (also same as above - but not tried as an minor)

•  also-ALSO ... thou he feels like he owes people something. HE DOESN’T OWE ANYTHING TO A N Y O N E . His mental & well being is the most important.

•  On a side & major note. You can't deny that this man single handily is a (in my opinion) the 2nd biggest “C” that define 2020.

•  Was most likely really into skateboarding/BMX

• Late night drives/impulsive road trips & playlist/ sitting at lookouts, just in silence & touching 1 another. 

• Clingy af-.. but could also be distance & cold af- especially on high pain days. stormy brain days. PTSD episodes.

• Slow dancing/ dancing around the apartments. with or without music.

• Rocking out with each other- screaming lyrics in each other face.

• “hey baby- how you feelin” 

         *grunting* *shuffles over & lays on chest* 

• Huge comforts for 1 another;

      Especially when going out, being wrapped around him for comfort & reassurance. Even being at home alone together- panic attacks are shit, PTSD episodes are even more shit. helping each other with bathing & caring

     When he’d be hiding from his reflection- or stares just a little too long. Going up behind him & worship him (vise versa)

• He’d be your biggest hypeman/ #1 fan (vise versa)

• Would LOVE you wearing his clothes/jewelry & would love to wear you things.

Was probably engaged to his ex (that's why he gets offt when people mention "corpse wife"

There'd be days where he'd be so distance & cold.. & tell you to leave but wouldn't let you.

He'd sit in the bathroom with you when you shower/have a bath.

As he doesn't sleep most night. He'd be up just watching you sleep & caressing you.

Lil spoon > big spoon.

<more to be added>

I love you... genuinely . turly.  madly. deeply.

[babycoulson]

Phil Coulson: World’s Biggest Drama Queen

The three of you ran through the danger, shooting back at those that shot at you, hoping that the aim of the rebels was as bad as the aim of any stereotypical movie villain, and looking for any cover that you could duck behind. Reyes finally found a table in an evacuated shop that she turned onto its side, motioning for your little trio to duck behind it.

"Your men need to fall back now, or we'll never make the runway," Phil pointed out. He fired some shots, taking down the nearest rebel shooter. "Now--your truck. Let's go!" He motioned for you to go behind Camila and himself, and as they ran through the gunfire, they worked together, covering each other until they made it to some foliage by the temple.

Fitz, Simmons, and Skye were holed up right by the entrance of the temple, unable to proceed in fear of the rebels shooting at them. Ward, who was with them, stepped out of the temple, elongating a shiny rod-like weapon.

"Tell your men to get down," Phil ordered Reyes.

"Al suelo!" she shouted to her men.

They hit the dirt, and Ward did a (completely unnecessary) front flip onto the ground in front of the temple, landing in a total superhero pose, and shoved the weapon into the ground. A pod floated up from the air, and everyone ducked as it radiated a pulse that knocked everyone else back several yards.

Reyes's truck was now in sight, and with the threat neutralized, she stood up and took the initiative to run to it. "Vámonos!" she called.

Ward motioned for Skye, Fitz, and Simmons to come out, and May pulled up in the SHIELD SUV just in time to block gunfire from the last rebel still standing.

Reyes opened the door to the truck, and your father told her to get in first with a polite, "After you."

"After you," she returned.

"Just get in the truck, Dad," you said. He turned and hopped in the truck, closely followed by you, then Reyes. You hadn't planned this, but you were now acting as a barrier between your father and the still-flirtatious comandante. Even as the truck closely followed May to the Bus, she still flirted shamelessly with your dad. Thank goodness you were in the middle so that she couldn't touch him without awkwardly reaching over you.

The ramp to the Bus opened as soon as it was in sight, and May drove the SUV and parked it quickly on the ramp. Ward got out and immediately began to close the ramp, to the immediate protests of Skye and the scientists. Escorted by Reyes's soldiers, the three of you ran to the plane, making it onto the ramp only just in time.

"Cut it pretty close, sir," Ward commented.

"Didn't want to leave anyone behind," Phil responded.

"I got to say it," Skye began, out of breath. I miss my van."

"Now, what was the problem?" Ward asked the similarly winded Fitz.

" As I said before, this device has a high-frequency, fluctuating, sub-material compression--"

"Fitz, in English," Ward demanded.

Annoyed with Ward's lack of finesse, Fitz restarted in simple terms. "The 0-8-4 is fueled by tesseract technology. Hydra. World War II. Captain America. It's full of lethal amounts of gamma radiation."

"Gamma--you're saying it's nuclear?" Ward questioned.

"No," Phil cut in. "He's saying it's much, much worse."

After a moment, everyone took a collective step back from the duffel bag in which the 0-8-4 was contained.

"You gigantic drama queen," you muttered.

”Not to worry. The device is stable. Not that it couldn't explode at any minute, especially if hit with machine-gun fire," Simmons explained, her voice shaking. "But things like this happen from time to time when in the field, and at first, it's very unpleasant, and you regret your decision to leave the lab at all."

"You'll get used to it, Simmons," you comforted her. "Things like this are practically second nature to me by now."

"Really?" Skye asked skeptically.

"No, of course not," you chuckled. "Trying to calm everyone else down just calms me down, too."

The lab doors opened, letting in the sounds of an angry argument between Ward and Fitz. "Are you mental? I did explain in great detail exactly what I meant, using the queen's bloody English!" Fitz shouted, beginning to assemble a tool.

"I use normal English--words like "duck" and "run" and 'might blow us to pieces,'" Ward seethed.

"Oh! Well, congratulations, Agent Ward. You managed to string three words together in a sentence."

"Ladies, you're both beautiful in different ways, so you are definitely allowed to shut up!" you yelled over them. They paid you no mind, but continued arguing loudly. You would try to cut in at different points in order to silence them, but nothing worked. Meanwhile, Skye and Simmons watched as they tried not to giggle.

The lab doors opened once more, and your dad walked in.

"Thank goodness," you praised.

"Do we have a problem in here?" he asked quietly. The boys immediately shut up.

"No, sir. Just working on our communication," Ward said shamefully. "Not everyone was prepared for a firefight.

"We got out, didn't lose anyone, saved a few of theirs--I'd say we did all right. Anything else?" Phil asked.

Skye raised her hand. "Uh, yeah. I have a small question. Because I've been feeling like the tagalong hayseed rookie, but now I get the sense that Ward doesn't know which one's Simmons and which one's Fitz, and they've seen even less gunfire than me, and I'm no rocket scientist, but is this your first mission together?" She addressed the scientists.

"No. Of course not. It's our second," Simmons stated.

"I was your first? That's sweet," Skye muttered sarcastically.

"You're amused?" Ward asked disdainfully.

"I'm terrified. I am in way over my head, but I have been on this team just as long as any of you. I might as well be team captain," she spat.

"All in favor say 'aye,'" you said. Simmons chuckled at the ridiculousness of Skye's claim. Everyone else stared at Skye.

"I was joking, but maybe that's not a bad idea, because these guys do not like each other much."

"This isn't about that," Ward expressed. "I'm a specialist. Today, I could have eliminated the enemy threat myself if I was working alone, but I had non-combat-ready agents--"

"Whoa, whoa. Wait. You work alone?" Fitz mocked.

"So typical, Simmons scoffed. "Who do you think designs your equipment?

"Or the polymers for your weaponry," Fitz added. "People like us do it.

"Yeah. Try going into the field with just your bare bum," Simmons finished.

"See them proving the point I just made?" Skye observed.

"You're not wrong," Phil agreed. "We still need to iron out the kinks. But, Ward, you can speak six languages. (Y/N), you've been making compromises and stopping fights since you were a toddler on the playground. Simmons, you have two PhDs in fields I can't pronounce, and, Fitz, you are a rocket scientist. So work it out."

"I-I'm--I'm good at stuff, too," Skye called after him as he left to check on the Peruvian soldiers upstairs.

You knocked on the door to the cockpit to make sure that May knew you were coming in before you opened the door.

"Hey, Mindy," you greeted her quietly. She didn't respond. "My dad told me to check on you. I've got a couple of cans of Diet Cherry Dr. Pepper. I packed it because I still remember that's your favorite caffeinated soda, unless you've changed your mind within the past six years." You waited for her to say something, but she didn't, so you sat down in the copilot's chair, setting the two cold cans of soda in the cup holders.

"It's really nice to see you again," you prompted. Still, she remained silent.

"You know, talking to you now is like praying. I know that you're listening, but it's highly unlikely that I'm going to get an audible response." You studied her face, looking for any sign that she was paying any attention to you. Her face remained blank.

"Ever since Bahrain--it's the strangest thing--for some reason, I always looked for you at all of the little things I did during high school because before, you were always there. All of the academic tournaments, the drama club performances," you recalled. "I was finally able to convince myself that I probably wouldn't ever see you again right before graduation. But then, I thought I saw you in the crowd once or twice. It probably wasn't you, though. Just a lookalike, right?"

"That was me," May finally piped up. "And thanks for the soda. It is still my favorite. We're entering restricted airspace now, so I'm going to need to concentrate."

"I'll leave you to yourself, then." You got up and opened the door to leave the cockpit.

"(Y/N)?" May caught your attention once more.

"Yeah?"

"You look just like your mom and and act just like your dad did when they were your age."

You smiled. "Thanks, Mindy."

You closed the door quietly behind you, and on your way to tell your dad that he now owed you ten dollars for getting May to tell you something other than "go away," you couldn't avoid eavesdropping on Skye and Ward a little bit.

"Usually, one person doesn't have the solution. But a hundred people with one percent of the solution--that'll get it done," Skye said. "I think that's beautiful--pieces solving a puzzle."

"Ooh, Skye, I like that a lot. Can I quote you on that?" you asked, passing through.

"Sure?" she answered.

"I'm going to paint it on a canvas and put it on my wall at home."

"Have fun with that, (Y/N)."

You could tell that they were waiting for you to disappear down the hallway towards your dad's office, but before you did, you heard Ward tell Skye, "You and I see the world differently is all."

You went to knock on the door to the office, but you were stopped by Reyes's voice. "This plane is such a step up from the RV we used to work out of when you were stationed in Cuzco," she noted.

"I don't remember much working," he said, and you blanched.

He had been moved to Cuzco when you were three, two months before your mother had passed away, and he had stayed there for months after. You felt like you remembered going down to visit your dad with your mom that first month, so that must have been when Reyes had met your mom. Did that mean she had met you, too? Had your father tried to help himself get over your mother's death by...sleeping with another woman?

"I also don't remember you being this direct," Phil continued.

"We're stuck above the clouds for the next few hours," Reyes tempted. "Might as well enjoy ourselves. We could make a few more memories to add to your collection. What do you think?"

"I think Ward already knows you'll have to eliminate May from the equation to have a chance which gives him about 20 seconds to get to her first," he said. Your eyes widened. That was the last thing you heard before someone mercilessly smashed your head into the wall.