Someday a Turtle Will Learn How to Fly

lilyhandmaiden:

(Not that kind of naked, not that kind of bus.)

The Agents of SHIELD version of the Star Trek episode “The Naked Time” (though you don’t need to have seen the episode to enjoy this fic). The team investigates an 0-8-4 which removes their inhibitions to a dangerous degree. There is singing. There is fighting. There is dubious science.

Preview: 

Skye, Simmons, Fitz, and Ward cautiously entered the compound, a desolate wasteland dotted with abandoned buildings and veined with weeds poking through neglected cracks in the concrete walkways. Other SHIELD agents formed a protective circle around the area, blocking out any potential trespassers, and May and Coulson begrudgingly endured the presence of Agent Hand as she gave them the lowdown on the scene.

Someone had found several bodies, those of drug lords and other petty criminals, as well as a strange device, which promptly alerted SHIELD to the possibility of an 0-8-4. They had called Coulson’s team solely for the fact that their biochemist was the most qualified agent to assess any potential connection between the device and the bodies of the criminals. After all, she had once been infected with an alien virus and produced an antiserum, and the rest of the team had been mentally and bodily affected by an Asgardian staff. Of all the agents, these were the ones with the most experience and they were necessary, despite the friction between them and their supervisors from the Hub.

Now, Simmons was anxiously anticipating a gruesome scene, fraught with blood and missing body parts. Fitz would definitely have a problem if that were the case.

Staring at the first building, she watched as a group of agents carried a heavy box out the door, their black suits looking strange against their latex-gloved hands. The box didn’t seem particularly heavy, but the number of agents circled around it startled the team, making Simmons wonder what could possibly be inside.

“What does the device look like?” she asked Agent Hand.

“That’s classified,” she snapped, silencing Simmons with a sharp look. Simmons sighed and watched the agents load the box into a waiting truck. One of them removed his gloves and scratched his nose. That can’t be part of scientific protocol, she thought. He ought to have been decontaminated first.

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fitzlovesjemma:

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leo Fitz & Jemma Simmons
Summary:

Season 8 of Doctor Who is about to begin and Simmons prepares to watch it with Fitz. Spoilers for the Season 1 finale but no spoilers for the new season of Doctor Who.

And this one goes out to lilyhandmaiden :-)

minduiquitelikehope:

something familiar 

fitz-loves-simmons:

I just want this crossover SO BADLY. 

A while ago I saw someone who mentioned how this guy could be Fitz’s buddy at the Triskelion, and since that moment that’s the only thing I can see. 

These two men are very alike. They say no when HYDRA tried to make them do something. They’re both underrated heroes in my opinion. 

And also this part: 

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I love how they both went and hid under a desk. And also when the guy says “captain’s orders” and when fitz says “a very big part of that” they kind of even make the same face, and I’m like these two have to know each other. 

Which it’s funny because I don’t think these two actors actually know each other, but I don’t know how Marvel does it so everything it’s always connected.

As much as I love Fitz and Simmons’ friendship, when Fitz said in 1x14 that he had a “buddy” at the Triskelion I just couldn’t help but smile, because Fitz needs more friends, and he seems like the kind of person who doesn’t make friends easily, and to have another friend besides Simmons, I don’t know… it’d make me happy.

And I don’t know, just imagine them talking like “Well, Fitz. A HYDRA agent almost killed me because I wanted to follow captain america’s orders, can you believe it? It was terrifying!” and Fitz is all like “Uh, tell me about it.”

I don’t know, the more I imagine this friendship, the more I want it to happen. 

(Not that kind of naked, not that kind of bus.)

The Agents of SHIELD version of the Star Trek episode “The Naked Time” (though you don’t need to have seen the episode to enjoy this fic). The team investigates an 0-8-4 which removes their inhibitions to a dangerous degree. There is singing. There is fighting. There is dubious science.

Preview: 

Skye, Simmons, Fitz, and Ward cautiously entered the compound, a desolate wasteland dotted with abandoned buildings and veined with weeds poking through neglected cracks in the concrete walkways. Other SHIELD agents formed a protective circle around the area, blocking out any potential trespassers, and May and Coulson begrudgingly endured the presence of Agent Hand as she gave them the lowdown on the scene.

Someone had found several bodies, those of drug lords and other petty criminals, as well as a strange device, which promptly alerted SHIELD to the possibility of an 0-8-4. They had called Coulson’s team solely for the fact that their biochemist was the most qualified agent to assess any potential connection between the device and the bodies of the criminals. After all, she had once been infected with an alien virus and produced an antiserum, and the rest of the team had been mentally and bodily affected by an Asgardian staff. Of all the agents, these were the ones with the most experience and they were necessary, despite the friction between them and their supervisors from the Hub.

Now, Simmons was anxiously anticipating a gruesome scene, fraught with blood and missing body parts. Fitz would definitely have a problem if that were the case.

Staring at the first building, she watched as a group of agents carried a heavy box out the door, their black suits looking strange against their latex-gloved hands. The box didn’t seem particularly heavy, but the number of agents circled around it startled the team, making Simmons wonder what could possibly be inside.

“What does the device look like?” she asked Agent Hand.

“That’s classified,” she snapped, silencing Simmons with a sharp look. Simmons sighed and watched the agents load the box into a waiting truck. One of them removed his gloves and scratched his nose. That can’t be part of scientific protocol, she thought. He ought to have been decontaminated first.

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"I believe, if you look hard, there are more wonders in this universe than you could ever have dreamt of."

"I believe, if you look hard, there are more wonders in this universe than you could ever have dreamt of."

humansofnewyork:

"What’s your greatest struggle as a teacher?""I have to be strict to help them improve. But if I’m strict, they think I’m against them."(Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"What’s your greatest struggle as a teacher?"
"I have to be strict to help them improve. But if I’m strict, they think I’m against them."

(Kampala, Uganda)