hummingbirds-and-champagne: Oh don't worry, the threads page was the first thing I found, and I have to thank you for it because it's something I've wished RP blogs would do, but I've never actually seen the concept done so efficiently before, and it's made going through everything so simple. Section 17 nearly made me cry, btw, and I also really love how you manage to write Fitz's speech patterns (does that make sense?), it just makes it so easy to hear his voice, you're an amazing RP'er!
And thank you again for all the compliments! I’m over here grinning like a loon. Section 17 is one of my favorite threads ever.
maximofff: trip/simmons, 2. pretending to be married/fake dating
Her fingers flutter nervously in his, like a trapped bird. “This is a terrible idea,” she hisses. “No one will believe we’re a couple. Look at you.”
His eyebrows go up. “Excuse me?”
"Mr. GQ and the toddler playing dress-up? We’re sure to be discovered!"
A slow grin creeps across Trip’s face. “Are you saying I’m out of your league?”
She gulps, surveying the party with something like panic. “You don’t have to rub it in!”
He almost laughs at her. “Come on,” he says instead, looping his arm through hers and guiding her up the stairs. She leans on him heavily, unused to heels, although heavily is relative with a person as small as Jemma Simmons. And then it’s a short wait in the reception line with Simmons breathing with great deliberation. She’s probably counting in her head.
"You should probably kiss me," she says.
Trip double-takes. “You- What?”
"For our cover," she nods. "In order to seem sufficiently enamored, I’ve calculated that we should kiss at least six times over the course of the evening."
"I really don’t think that’s necessary.”
"I’ve done the research," she says, like that clinches it.
"And I’ve passed my field test."
She gasps at him.
"I’m sorry," he amends. "That was-"
“What a thrilling story you’ve just told me,” she bellows. “I can’t believe I’ve wound up with a man as handsome and clever as you.” She turns her face up to him to be kissed.
Oh my God, he realizes. This is how she lies.
He can’t kiss her. That would be… against some rule somewhere, right?
"What are you doing?" she hisses. "Kiss me!"
He wonders what sin he committed in his last reincarnation. And then he exhales carefully, slides a hand behind her head, and leans down to kiss her.