#Reginald Sheffield

[mariocki]

Kiss the Blood Off My Hands (Blood on My Hands, 1948)

"Listen to me. There's nobody else I wanna be with. Nobody else I wanna talk to. What's wrong with that?"

"I'll tell you what's wrong, you're wrong. You're a coward. There was one of him and one of you; he was a much older man, I suppose if you - if you hit a child, you'd say the same thing. What's the matter with you? Why can't you be decent? Why can't you be like everybody else? You're nothing but a cheap, vicious bully."

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2023: Ryan O’Neal, Charles Patrick Ryan O’Neal, è stato un attore statunitense figlio di Charles O’Neal, scrittore e sceneggiatore di origini irlandesi, e dell’attrice Patricia Ruth. O’Neal si fece conoscere al grande pubblico recitando nella soap opera Peyton Place (dal 1964 al 1969). Ottenne la fama mondiale grazie all’interpretazione di Oliver Barrett IV nel film Love Story (1970). Fu sposato…

[howlingmoonn]

Introducing my new OCs, part of a universe titled Dawin IS (stories take place at and around a fictional school in Sheffield, England, called Charles Darwin International School)

Story is told through a series of oneshots, mostly based around their years at Darwin IS in the 1980s

(These characters and the story are loosely based off of a *ahem* certain existing media, however, fuck that media these are /my/ OCs now 😤)

Character profiles below the cut. All images are from @naylissah picrew

Silas Gray

D.O.B 17/11/1969

She/he/they

Transfem genderfluid lesbian

Sudanese and Thai ethnicity

American nationality

In an established but hidden (aside from with close friends) relationship with Mars

Lack of pigment in left eye but has full vision

Very "hip" as she likes to say

Very into 80s hiphop and her favourite song is Body Rock by The Treacherous Three (1980)

They also play roller derby

Jackson (Jack) Buchanan

D.O.B 20/3/1970

He/they

Intersex straight transman

Aboriginal Australian and Scottish ethnicity

Australian nationality

Very much in love with Rosa but Rosa sees him as a friend ;-;

He respects that but damn it hurts

Has Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome

Deaf in his right ear

Also has chronic pain in his right leg and uses a cane to get around sometimes

His favourite hobby is playing MTG

Mars Howell

D.O.B 6/9/1970

She/they

Nonbinary m-spec lesbian (panromantic homosexual)

Mizrahi (Yemenite) and AA ethnicity

American nationality

Secretly dating Silas and wants to be open but Silas is closeted :(

Enjoys classical and country music

Avid weed enjoyer (it helps with her chronic pain....also its fun)

Really into obscure anime and other cartoons

Big fan of radio shows and podcasts

Borderline technophobe (they will choose old tech over current any day, and she kinda hates current tech at times)

Big on classic board games such as chess and checkers

Has chronic pain and vEDS

Deaf in right ear, hoh in left ear

Blind in left eye

Uses a walker most days, occasionally uses a cane/crutches on better pain days, or a wheelchair on worse

Rosa Eagles

D.O.B 1/2/1971

She/her

Ally

Welsh ethnicity

English nationality

Best friends with Jack but has no interest in a relationship at first despite his love confession, but after a few years she suddenly develops feelings for him. Sadly Jack has moved on but eventually they get together and live happily ever after yada yada ya

Inline hockey player

Karate black belt

All round bad bitch

Kinda judgey and a bit mean

Good to her friends though

Has a massive fear of fire

T1 diabetic

Reginald (Reggie) Gray

D.O.B 5/8/1973

He/it

Cis aroallo

L3 autistic

Special interest is biology and the colour green

Also loves computer science

Best friends with Maria-Calliope

Nonverbal

Has a mild intellectual disability

Sound and touch avoidant but visual and vestibular input seeking

Bonds with Mars over love of classical music

Magdalena (Mags) Lowe

D.O.B 7/9/1970

She/her

Bisexual trans woman

Haitian and Northern Irish ethnicity

Northern Irish nationality

Madly in love with Dorothy but refuses to admit it (she thinks Dor is straight....somehow)

Obsessed with makeup, especially her signature lipstick shade

Wants to create a makeup brand some day

Lives for the gossip column in her favourite celeb magazines

Runs the school news paper

Enjoys coming up with creative new hairstyles

Has albinism

Maria-Calliope Gutierrez-Gataki-De Luna

("Yes, you have to say all of it. No, you can't just say Maria Gutierrez" -Maria-Calliope every two seconds)

D.O.B 2/10/1974

She/her

Cis lesbian

Italian, Colombian, and Greek ethnicity

English nationality

Plays lacrosse like her life depends on it

The only one of her friends whos actually from Sheffield and doesnt board

Stroooong Sheffield accent

Wants to be Gyaru but is too lazy to do a full face everyday and cant afford a new wardrobe

Usually dresses plain old lazy masc lesbian

Loves Reggie with her entire heart (except for the spot reserved for lacrosse of course) and would die for it. It would do the same for her.

Big Madonna fan

Drags Mars to church with her (shes the only person whos willing to join her. She puts up a fuss but actually loves going to Maria-Calliope's church)

Dorothy (Dor/Dory) Josephs

D.O.B 31/12/1969

She/her

Cis lesbian

South Sudanese ethnicity

Welsh nationality

Avid crocheter

Loves 50s pop music

Completely oblivious to Mags' crush

Looks like a cinnamon roll, is a cinnamon roll

Absolutely and utterly PETRIFIED of cats

Loves dogs though, especially giant breeds

"What d'you mean it's a deadly animal? It's friend shaped!"

Sings beautifully

Will spend 3 hours in the shower if you let her

Fin :3

[raybizzle]

"Boomerang" (1992) is a classic romance comedy directed by Reginald Hudlin and written by Barry W. Blaustein, David Sheffield, and Eddie Murphy. The film stars Murphy, Robin Givens, Halle Berry, David Alan Grier, Martin Lawrence, and Grace Jones. The film was successful at the box office, grossing over $130 million on a $42 million budget. The soundtrack peaked at number four on the US Billboard 200 and reached number one on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums chart.

Director: Reginald Hudlin Writers: Barry W. Blaustein, David Sheffield, Eddie Murphy

Starring Eddie Murphy, Robin Givens, Halle Berry, David Alan Grier, Martin Lawrence, Grace Jones, Geoffrey Holder, Eartha Kitt, Chris Rock, Tisha Campbell-Martin, Lela Rochon, John Witherspoon, Bebe Drake, John Canada Terrell, Leonard Jackson

Storyline A cocky ad executive, Marcus (Eddie Murphy), has a reputation as a ladies' man. However, Marcus gets a taste of his medicine when a merger finds him working under the beautiful Jacqueline (Robin Givens), who has a similarly cavalier attitude about romance. Marcus and Jacqueline become involved, but her noncommittal approach to their relationship puts him off. Meanwhile, Marcus also begins to develop feelings for the pretty Angela (Halle Berry), who is more thoughtful than Jacqueline.

Available on Blu-ray and streaming services

[genevieveetguy]

If you're going to kill someone, do it simply.

Suspicion, Alfred Hitchcock (1941)

[ozu-teapot]

Kiss the Blood Off My Hands | Norman Foster | 1948

Burt Lancaster, Reginald Sheffield, Harold Goodwin, et al.

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1.18.20

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@tcmparty live tweet schedule for the week beginning Monday, October 03, 2022. Look for us on Twitter…watch and tweet along…remember to add #TCMParty to your tweets so everyone can find them :) All times are Eastern.

Wednesday, Oct. 5 at 8:00 p.m. REFORM SCHOOL aka Prison Bait (1939) Mother Barton (Louise Beavers) takes over a reform school where the boys have been living in brutal conditions.

Saturday, Oct. 8 at 8:00 p.m. THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL (1951) An alien demands that Earth's leaders choose between peace and destruction.

[flashinaflash]

Populism by William Shaw

At ten o'clock in the morning, the news was confirmed. Britain’s new Prime Minister would be 'Summer Holiday' by Cliff Richard and the Shadows.

Published in our April 29th, 2022 newsletter! 

Full story is under the cut. Link to sign up for the newsletter is in the bio!

At ten o'clock in the morning, the news was confirmed. Britain’s new Prime Minister would be 'Summer Holiday' by Cliff Richard and the Shadows. Not Cliff Richard, or any of the Shadows, or indeed the record’s producer, songwriters, or promoters. The record itself. Specifically, an original vinyl pressing belonging to a collector named Reginald Asquith, who was as surprised by the result as anyone else.

There was much speculation about how the record managed to win the election. Some said it reflected a nostalgic turn in British politics. Having spent three weeks at number one in early 1963, it represented a simpler, happier time, before the real upheavals of the sixties, a treasured memory from voters' childhoods. Some put it down to savvy marketing tactics, leveraging an unparalleled brand recognition among the Great British public. Ordinary voters, or at least the ones who were asked their opinions on the TV news, said they trusted the record to be tough on criminals and illegal immigrants.

The record itself, being a record, said nothing. Its inaugural address could not be broadcast due to copyright issues.

The record presided over a lax, disorganised government, constantly rocked by scandals and incompetence. When the record’s grooves started to warp from prolonged play and exposure to moisture and sunlight, there were murmurings of corruption. But no matter what the opposition tried to throw at it, nothing seemed to damage it in the polls. Whenever it was interviewed it simply sat there, black vinyl shining out from the gaps in its ragged cardboard sleeve. It had nothing to say that everyone in Britain had not already heard a hundred times before.

Nobody was surprised, five years later, when it was re-elected by a landslide.

William Shaw is a writer from Sheffield, currently living in London, who can be found on Twitter @Will_S_7

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THE DANCE AWARDS ORLANDO RESULTS 2021

SENIOR MALE BEST DANCER TOP 24 (top 11 in bold):

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Thomas Perkey - CSPAS

Christian Bottger - WEST FLORIDA

John Chappell - DWDE

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Artem Tikhonenko - VLAD’S

Oliver Morris - XTREME

Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl - STARS

Jordan Apodaca - NEXT STEP

Carter Williams - CSPAS

Cameron Stedman - DUVALL

Caden Hunter - DWDE

Wesley Cloud - WESTCHESTER

Reginald Turner Jr. - SHEFFIELD SOD

Evan Hamilton - RHYTHM

Ta’Nario Riggins - STARS

Kahly McCurdy - STUDIO POWERS

Jaxon Willard - CSPAS

Caden Thephavong - SPOTLITE

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For just $3.99 Released October 16, 1942: Edward Arnold plays Mac Maclain, a blind detective who investigates a murder and discovers espionage against the WWII war effort. Genre: Crime Duration: 1h 20min Director: Fred Zinnemann Actors: Edward Arnold (Duncan 'Mac' Maclain), Ann Harding (Norma Lawry), Donna Reed (Barbara Lawry), Stephen McNally (Gabriel Hoffman), Katherine Emery (Cheli Scott), Allen Jenkins (Marty), Stanley Ridges (Hansen), Reginald Denny (Stephen Lawry), John Emery (Paul Gerente), Rosemary DeCamp (Vera Hoffman), Erik Rolf (Boyd), Barry Nelson (Mr. Busch), Reginald Sheffield (Victor), Steven Geray (Mr. Anderson), Mantan Moreland (Alistair), John Butler (taxi driver), Edward Kilroy (pilot), Ivan Miller (detectife Herman), Thomas Murray (man), G. Raymond Nye (Hugo), Milburn Stone (detective Pete), Franklin M. Thomas (Police Lieutenant), Marie Windsor (actress at rehearsal). *** This item will be supplied on a quality disc and will be sent in a sleeve that is designed for posting CD's DVDs *** This item will be sent by 1st class post for quick delivery. Should you not receive your item within 12 working days of making payment, please contact me so we can solve this or any other questions. Note: All my products are either my own work, licensed to me directly or supplied to me under a GPL/GNU License. No Trademarks, copyrights or rules have been violated by this item. This product complies with rules on compilations, international media, and downloadable media. All items are supplied on CD or DVD.

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[ad_1] CNN  —  Here’s a have a look at the lifetime of David Cameron, former prime minister of the United Kingdom. Birth date: October 9, 1966 Birth place: London, England Birth title: David William Donald Cameron Father: Ian Cameron, a stockbroker Mother: Mary (Mount) Cameron Marriage: Samantha (Sheffield) Cameron (June 1, 1996-present) Children: Florence Rose Endellion, 2010; Arthur Elwen, 2006; Nancy Gwen, 2004; Ivan Reginald, 2002-2009 Education: Eton College; Brasenose College, Oxford, 1988 - First Class honors diploma in Politics, Philosophy and Economics Religion: Anglican Is a descendant of King William IV. Was the twelfth prime minister to take workplace throughout Queen Elizabeth II’s reign. The first Conservative (Tory) prime minister since John Major in 1997. 1988-1992 - Works on the Conservative Party Research Department. 1992 - Becomes particular adviser to Norman Lamont, the chancellor of the exchequer. 1993 - Is particular adviser to Home Secretary Michael Howard. 1994-2001 - Head of company affairs for media firm Carlton Communications. 1997 - Runs unsuccessfully for a parliamentary seat from Stafford. 2001 - Becomes a member of Parliament (MP) representing the city of Witney, in Oxfordshire, and serves as a member of the Home Affairs Select Committee. 2003 - Is appointed shadow deputy chief within the House of Commons. May 2005 - Is appointed shadow training secretary. December 6, 2005 - Is elected chief of the Conservative Party. February 25, 2009 - His son Ivan, who suffered from cerebral palsy, dies on the age of 6. May 6, 2010 - No one occasion receives a majority in parliamentary elections. The Conservatives win 306 seats within the 650-seat House of Commons, 20 seats shy of a majority. May 11, 2010 - Queen Elizabeth II invitations Cameron to be the new prime minister after Gordon Brown’s resignation. Cameron declares his intent to type a coalition authorities with the Liberal Democrat occasion. July 20, 2010 - Makes a visit to the United States, assembly with President Barack Obama. July 20, 2011 - Cameron addresses an emergency session of the House of Commons concerning the phone hacking scandal at News Corp. Cameron defends his ties to Rupert Murdoch and former News of the World editor Andy Coulson, who beforehand labored as Cameron’s communications director. June 14, 2012 - Cameron testifies earlier than the Leveson Inquiry relating to the News Corp. cellphone hacking scandal. September 26, 2012 - Appears on the “Late Show with David Letterman.” May 7, 2015 - With all of the leads to, Cameron and his Conservative Party claim an outright majority in Parliament, with 331 seats out of 650, and might type a brand new authorities. June 24, 2016 - Following the UK vote to leave the European Union, Cameron declares his resignation saying he'll depart when a brand new chief is appointed. July 13, 2016 - Cameron resigns. Home Secretary Theresa May replaces him. September 12, 2016 - Cameron declares he will stand down immediately as a member of parliament, saying he doesn’t wish to be a “diversion to the important decisions that lie ahead for my successor in Downing Street and the Government.” March 6, 2018 - The BBC and different British media report that Cameron has develop into a paid advisor to Illumina, a US-based genomics firm, and is serving as vice chairman of an funding fund referred to as the UK-China fund. He is banned from lobbying till July 2018, based on the UK’s Advisory Committee of Business Appointments, which accepted his new positions.

September 2019 - Cameron’s memoir “For the Record” is printed. [ad_2] Source link

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[livehealthynewsusa]

Urinary incontinence in women linked to poorer mental health

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Survey data showed that women with urinary incontinence were more likely to experience depression and low self-esteem than those who did not.

Daisies tame, a urologist from the Hospital Center of the University of São João in Portugal, presented the results at this year’s congress of the European Association for Urology. Based on the results, Manso encouraged doctors to ask women with the condition about their mental health.

The data suggest that women with urinary incontinence were more likely to experience depression and low self-esteem than those who did not. Photo source: Adobe Stock

Researchers in a 2019 study estimated that the prevalence of urinary incontinence is between 25 and 45% and is likely to increase in the future. They also noted that the condition usually occurs during menopause.

Manso’s population-based survey included 10,038 Portuguese women.

Daisies tame

“The sample included adult women of various ages, some of whom were healthy and others had a range of comorbidities,” Manso told Healio Primary Care.

She made mental health comparisons between respondents with self-reported symptoms of urinary continence and those without the condition.

Overall, according to Manso, 9.9% of women had urinary incontinence. In women aged 75 to 85, the prevalence rose to 40.8%.

Those with urinary incontinence had a higher prevalence of the diagnosis of depression (adjusted prevalence ratio = 1.66; 95% CI 1.43-1.92) and used psychiatric services more frequently (adjusted prevalence ratio = 1.41; 95% CI 1.03 – 1.93), according to Manso. Women with urinary incontinence also reported more often that they felt bad (adjusted prevalence ratio = 1.65; 95% CI 1.46-1.88), difficulty concentrating (adjusted prevalence ratio = 1.58; 95% CI 1.38- 1.82) and the feeling of worthlessness or feelings of guilt in the 2 weeks prior to the survey (adjusted prevalence ratio = 1.49; 95% CI 1.33-1.67).

Manso said the results suggest the conversation between women with urinary incontinence and doctors should be changed.

“There are no hard and fast questions for clinicians to ask,” she said. “Doctors need to look out for signs of depression and low self-esteem in their patients. We trust that your individual judgment will ask the right questions when you have concerns. “

Patients whose urinary incontinence is detected early have a good chance of an improvement in quality of life and successful treatment, Christopher Reginald Chapple BSc, MD, FRCS, FEBU, a consultative urological surgeon with the Sheffield Teaching Hospitals National Health Services Foundation Trust in the UK and Secretary General of the European Association of Urology in a press release.

Christopher Reginald Chapple

In an interview with Healio Primary Care, he said clinicians should be aware of the European Association of Urology’s guidelines for the proper assessment and management of urinary incontinence, which recommend:

acknowledge that overactive bladder is a non-specific diagnosis;

Provide patient with appropriate tools to manage the condition;

conduct a “careful” medical history and examination, including a urinalysis, to ensure that the patient has no retention;

Use a urination diary with all patients to assess the extent of their condition; and

Patients receiving anticholinergics for urinary incontinence should advise that this drug may be titratable and that “alternative first-line therapy” – mirabegron – is only contraindicated in patients with blood pressure 180/110 mm Hg or higher.

A combination of these two therapies can also help with a patient’s urinary incontinence when neither treatment works alone, Chapple said.

References:

European Society of Urology. Urinary Incontinence Guideline. https://uroweb.org/guideline/urinary-incontinence/. Accessed July 15, 2021.

European Society of Urology. Women with incontinence suffer from poor mental health, says a new study. https://www.eurekalert.org/pub_releases/2021-07/eaou-wwi070621.php. Accessed July 15, 2021.

MansoM, et al. AM-21: The Effects of Female Urinary Incontinence on Mental Illness – A Population-Based Study. Presented at: Annual European Association on Urology Congress; 8-12 July 2021 (virtual meeting).

Milsom I, Gyhagen M. Climacteric. 2019; doi: 10.180 / 13697137.2018.1543263.

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AN ~ Happy Holidays @yourfitzsimmons! I’m your Secret Santa!

I know my initial asks may have led you to expect a lot of pain, but this is 99% fluff I promise - I just couldn’t do any more to them! And there’s lots of physical contact and proximity, because we all need it, especially FS themselves!!

After one hell of a year, FitzSimmons spend a soft and snowy New Year’s Eve at the Simmons’ family estate to recover and enjoy each other’s company. Plus, Fitz has a surprise for Jemma, and it’s a little more than a midnight kiss.

Read on AO3 (~2500wd). Rated T. Fluff, with a dash of hurt/comfort <3. Enjoy!

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What We Make

“What are you doing out here?”

Fitz turned toward the sound of light, snickering laughter, to see Jemma step out into the courtyard. She still had on her flannel pyjamas, and a jacket and slippers, and had tucked her hands under her elbows for warmth in the crisp morning air. Fitz was decked out to the nines, in a thick coat, a scarf and woollen hat with flaps over his ears, but he’d been out here for some hours now and his nose was red and numb. Still he smiled.

“Jemma! You slept late.”

“Late?” Jemma scoffed. “It’s the middle of winter, I get up with the sun. And we’re on holiday. What have you been doing this whole time?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” Fitz shrugged. “I went for a walk. ‘m okay now.“

Seeing her frown in concern, Fitz opened the flap of his jacket, inviting Jemma to dart across the snow-spattered stone to nestle in against his side. She kissed his cold cheek, and her lips were warm.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

“Yes.” Fitz let out a deep and cleansing breath. “It’s New Year’s Eve. This flaming garbage pile of a year is nearly over. What’s there not to be happy about?”

“Touch wood,” Jemma muttered, and both of them quietly knocked on the bench on which they sat. Just in case.

Then cynical Jemma was back, ever-challenging; this time poking holes in Fitz’s idea that the notion of New Year’s was some sort of magical point of renewal. First of all, she argued, there was the idea that time was all relative – that Daisy in LA would have a different New Year from them in Sheffield, for example; and that Fitz had lived out his full year while Jemma had skipped somewhere in the vicinity of four months of it, thanks to the mysteries of time travel. Secondly, Jemma insisted, nothing consequential would change within the next 24 hours. The sun would still rise. Shield would still be disavowed and on the run. She and Fitz would still be together… or so help her God.

Fitz smiled a secret little smile at that, but he didn’t point out how on that last point, they could both be right. Instead he simply said:

“Shall we go for a walk?”

–

They wandered the grounds of the Simmons’ family estate for some time and finished up in the stables. Annexed to the house, they were heated to the point where Jemma found herself quite comfortable, and Fitz found he had to start peeling off layers. Hugging his coat to his chest, he eyed a nearby horse suspiciously, and Jemma laughed as she exchanged her slippers for riding boots.

“Relax, Fitz, it’s just Reggie. He’s twenty something and his teeth are falling out. He’s not coming to get you.”

One of the younger, sleeker horses further down the isle whickered ominously and Fitz pressed his lips together. Were they somehow ganging up on him?

“I’ve got nothing against that old codger if he’s got nothing against me,” Fitz clarified, though he wasn’t quite convinced. He shot the young mischief-maker a glare before turning back to the ringleader. Reggie. Jemma slipped into his stall and started patting and coo-cooing at him and Fitz huffed. “I just don’t like horses, that’s all.”

“Really?” Jemma frowned. “I thought you would, Romantic heart that you are. How’re you supposed to whisk me away with six white horses if you can’t handle one grumpy chestnut who’ll do anything for an apple?”

“Easily, apparently,” Fitz scoffed, noting the calm and confident air about her, even so close to the glaring menace. “Give the horses to you.”

Jemma beamed, a glint of mischief in her eye. “And you’ll be what, riding a motorcycle?”

“I’ll have you know that Hunter left me a top notch leather jacket, actually.”

“Left you?” Jemma checked.

Fitz felt a tug at his heart and closed his arms tighter around himself. “I mean, gave. He gave it to me. Slip of the tongue. But I can bloody well ride a motorbike, is my point.”

“Not with me on the back, you can’t. If I’m going that fast without any protection I’ll take a form of transport with its own brains, thanks.”

“Really? Because I could build a motorcycle that can actually tell the difference between a ghost and a plastic bag.”

Jemma guffawed. “Wrong.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.”

“Who’s the engineer here?”

Fitz gestured to himself. Jemma stuck her nose in the air.

“You’re operating on a flawed premise, Mr Engineer,” she scolded. “You’re assuming that a camera could actually see a ghost, which implies that ghosts exist.”

“They do to old Reginald here I bet though, don’t they?”

“Don’t listen to the rude man, Reggie!” Jemma gasped, scandalised, and pretended to cover the horse’s ears. To Fitz, she hissed: “He’s the original ‘horse power’! At the very least, show a little respect for the origins of your craft.”

Fitz shrugged. “The first cars were 1.5 horsepower – and I mean, those were the absolute, really rubbish ones. An’ this guy’s half a horsepower, at best.”

“Ugh, Fitz.” Jemma rolled her eyes. Then she had an idea. “Actually, there’s one more stop on our tour I think you’ll like. Still not a lot of horsepower, but it’s in a form you might actually appreciate. Have you ever set eyes on a real-life Model T?”

–

Later that afternoon, Jemma went to find Fitz, and brought along two cups of piping hot tea. Then Fitz emerged from the garage in camo pants and a grease-smudged white muscle shirt, and she very nearly dropped them both. Fitz grinned at her.

“What?” he teased. “It’s hot in there.”

She refrained from some embarrassing comment like how she bet it is, by taking a sip of her tea. She flinched at its scalding heat, and was greatly amused to watch Fitz do the same a moment later. She laughed at him, and he blushed a little and brushed his nose, leaving a little smudge of grease behind. Something about the angle, or the expression, or the whole bizarrely out of place aesthetic of it in the midst of their stormy lives made her laugh again, and Fitz smiled softly, cherishing the sound.

“What is it?” he wondered, more innocently this time.

“Nothing,” she insisted, shaking her head. “It’s just – you look like you’ve walked off the set of the BBC. Some sort of World War era period drama. Very melodramatic.”

“Ah yes,” Fitz mused, letting his tea tip into the snow in favour of pulling Jemma toward himself and wrapping his hands around her her hips. She squeaked and set her cup aside, eager to slide in closer as Fitz waxed lyrical:

“The lowly mechanic, destined to fall in love with somebody above his station? A childhood friend, perhaps. There’s years of pining, wondering what he should do about it, and he finally decides to tell her but alas! He gets conscripted.”

“Don’t even joke about that,” Jemma scolded. “Unless, of course, this is the moment when the lady of the house starts to realise that perhaps she’s been feeling the same way and when he leaves, she can’t bear to be stuck at home without him, so maybe she enlists too.”

“As a nurse,” Fitz added, “because of course, the mechanic is about to do something ridiculously grand and dramatic.”

“And she needs to be there when he wakes up, to hide how worried she is by telling him off by calling him something very British like –“

“You daft, barmy plonker!”

Jemma snorted, and rolled her eyes at Fitz’s atrocious accent, but he just beamed at her and it was such a rare expression on him these days, and so unreservedly happy, that she didn’t even bother trying to hold back her smile.

“- but then they kiss,” she continued, “and they get out of the war and go home.”

Fitz hummed uncertainly, his own smile wavering.

“But he can’t give her the life she deserves,” he pointed out.

Jemma saw the spiral he was about to stumble down, and reached out to stop him. She cupped his hands in hers. They were still so warm. And when she looked up into his eyes she saw that same warmth, even if it was tainted by doubt and sorrow.

“Oh, but he can,” she insisted. “That’s how these things are supposed to end. They’re not rich, but they’re happy.”

Fitz sighed. He looked around the grounds – the ridiculously large grounds; this was well and truly an estate - and thought back on the veritable museum of fancy old cars he’d had the pleasure of examining just now. Each one, alone, would empty out his bank account and then some. Even an old nag like Reggie would make a serious dent. Let alone the house, or the lands that formed a frosted fairytale world around them. Yet Jemma was standing amongst it all, staring up at him with her honey-coloured eyes, and he knew with his whole heart that she was telling the complete and utter truth.

“Are you sure?” he pressed, just in case.

“Oh, Fitz.” Jemma sighed. “You daft, barmy plonker.”

Fitz smirked, and Jemma was sure she recognised that glint of mischievous purpose from somewhere. His mood seemed to lift all of a sudden, and like a kite on a warm wind, he was swept away with the inspiration.

“Be right back,” he breathed. “I’ve got to see a man about a horse.”

He kissed her on the nose, and sprinted away down a garden path. Jemma grimaced, only to watch his figure reappear and duck back inside the garage. He emerged again with a jacket on, and disappeared into the growing mist.

–

It was evening by the time he returned. It was not late, but a deep purple twilight lit what was visible of the sky. Only a handful of stars peeked through the clouds, and Jemma smiled up at them from her cosy reading spot in bed. Her smile soon turned to concern, however; it had been snowing, though lightly, for some time, and Fitz still had not made an appearance. Surely he could not have gotten lost. Was he still planning his surprise, or had he perhaps gotten cold feet? It was unlike him, but he had been through a lot recently. Should she go looking for him or did he need this time alone?

She’d pondered these questions a few times over the last few hours, and each time she leant ever more toward the former. This time tipped her over the edge and she rolled out of bed with a sudden gusto, swept up her coat and stormed toward the doorway, a woman on a mission –

Only to have the door flung open in her face, and for Fitz to fly in, stripping off scarf and coat and mittens as the heating, and not to mention the fireplace, swiftly began to defrost him.

“Sorry, sorry,” he apologised to Jemma’s baffled expression. “Couldn’t find it for a while - I underestimated how different it would all look in the snow. And I didn’t bring a horse. It’s too bloody cold out, I thought the old man’s knees might snap off. But Jemma –“

He snatched her hands excitedly, and rested his forehead against hers for a moment and then paused, as if this position helped him catch his breath. His cheeks and nose were red, his hair and eyebrows dotted with rapidly melting snowflakes, and usually this would make him grumble for days. He wasn’t one for the cold. Right now, however, he barely seemed to notice.

Jemma, meanwhile, was glad for his anchoring hands. Her mind had been swanning around the possibility of what was about to happen ever since he’d run off into the snow. Even before that, actually. In fact, if she was honest, she’d seen this coming for months now. She tried to keep it together – if nothing else, she could be wrong. He could be very excited about something that she gave no care for at all. He could have simply found a very beautiful gift or sight he wished to show her which, while exquisite, would be a let-down in the face of what she was expecting. But no, she knew him, and she knew that he must have been dreaming of this moment forever and that somehow he was standing in it right now.

She squeezed his hands.

“Fitz?” she prompted.

“Jemma.” He took a deep breath. “I know life is a mess, but I’ve done a lot of thinking these last few days, while we’ve been out here. About Hunter, Daisy, myself, us… and I’ve been thinking about how we stopped the world from being torn apart, and time, and the fact that I travelled through time, which actually shouldn’t be possible and I still don’t really understand because the world will have to end for us to be sent to save it, so we can’t ever actually succeed… but then I thought, if the world does end, I want to be with you. And if it doesn’t, I want to be with you anyway.”

Jemma smiled, tears pricking at her eyes as – of course – he took her breath away. He looked quite breathless himself, actually, and she was not surprised; in his shoes, she probably would not have even made it this far.

“I choose you, Jemma,” he insisted. “I will always choose you. I don’t want you to think that I’ve deluded myself into thinking this is some kind of magic fix, fairytale ending for us. I know it’s not. All I mean is… Isn’t that what matters? Us, our choice? Screw the cosmos. We’ve beaten the sky, the ocean, space, and time. What else can it throw at us? And if it does think of something - well, we’ll get through it better together, won’t we?”

As Fitz lowered himself down onto one knee, Jemma bit her lip, unable to think of the right words to say short of a strangled squealing kind of sound. However, when he began to curse quietly under his breath – struggling to balance as he patted his own pockets down in search of something – that incomprehensible urge to cry turned to laughter.

“Ah, Jemma dear,” Fitz interrupted. “I think there’s something for you in the left pocket of my coat.”

He gestured toward where he’d dropped it on the bed and, heart in her throat, Jemma retrieved what he had been talking about. It was a ring box, of course, and her hands trembled with the anticipation and she popped it open and gasped in delight. It was a simple ring, and from the looks of it, old, but when she slipped it onto her finger and let it twinkle in the light of the stars and the fire, it simply radiated love.

“It was my Nan’s,” Fitz explained. “Mum threw hers out, but she said Nan and Grandpa Henry had a love worth sharing. So. D’you like it?”

“Of course I do!” Jemma cried. “Why would you even ask that, honestly?”

“I want you to have everything you want.”

Jemma grabbed Fitz by his collar, and pulled him to his feet. She pulled him forward until his lips eagerly found hers, and they kissed until they were dizzy, and then some.

“Happy New Year, Fitz,” Jemma whispered.

“Actually, midnight’s not for another six hours,” Fitz pointed out. “But I’ll take that as a yes.”