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flanncls‌:

Dimitry held Meg tightly, acutely aware of the way she seemed to pull herself in closer in the embrace. He let his arms hold her in a calming, protective state, his body shielding her as his hand gently stroked her hair. She seemed to be quivering in his arms despite the extra jacket. “As long as you’re sure you’re ok,” he replied, “you must be freezing. You’re shaking.” 

Dimi placed a soft kiss on the top of her head before finally breaking the embrace. “Come on, Nutmeg. Of course we can go home.” He escorted Meg out of the building and to his car where he opened up the passenger door for her. After waiting to make sure she was situated, he went around to the driver’s side and started the engine, turning the air to a comfortable 75 degrees. He began to drive before realizing that he had no idea where he was going. 

It was late and there were almost no other cars out on the road. He decided to just drive for a bit longer and make sure she was really ok before going anywhere. All he knew was that he was not leaving her alone tonight. “Do you want to talk about it?” He finally asked after an extended period of silence. 

meg took a deep breath in, trying to steady her head. it was no use - her head was pounding and the room seemed to spin. the only thing keeping her steady was his arms around her. she nodded again, trying to put on a brave face. “ yeah it’s freezing in here. i didn’t exactly dress for the occasion, “ she chuckled, glancing down at the shorts and tank top she wore. she sighed and pulled his jacket closer around her. she’d never admit that her shaking was only due partly to the cold. 

she would never admit it, but the gesture actually made her smile genuinely. it didn’t happen often, and she wasn’t proud of it. in true meg fashion, she felt the need to make it into a joke. “ i thought i was the one who owed you a kiss, “ she asked, giving her signature mischevious smirk. as she walked beside him to the car, the feeling of stupidity and shame began to settle in. she slid into the passenger seat and tilted her head back against the headrest. 

meg tried to look out the window as they drove away, but the motion made her head spin even worse. she decided on just closing her eyes, trying to sober up. it wasn’t working. she sighed softly, feeling like a stupid idiot. she let her mind wander to the night’s events and how she ended up there. her train of thought was interrupted by his question. she opened her eyes and turned towards him, searching his face. she tried to focus on something, her eyes landing on his. she shook her head, letting her instincts take control. “ no. it’s embarrassing, “ she sighed, breaking the gaze and leaning her head back against the headrest. 

she stared up at the ceiling, wondering what to say. something inside her told her to share more of the details. after all, he had come and helped her when she called. she sighed again, closing her eyes. “ i threw a rock at my sister's window and broke it, drunk off my ass, right in front of a cop, “ she explained. she was still a little drunk but was regaining some form of cognizant function. 

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threewishesbeforemidnight‌:

MagnificentMagnus: Pizza first - Cocktails later

nxtmegara: why not tacos? 

snapchat - @nutxmeg

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mando-ade1207‌:

Steve laughed as he listened to her, “Yeah,” he nodded. “I’ve heard such before.” 

Before he could move to stop her, the rock was thrown and the window broken. Steve let his head fall and exhaled hard.

“You know, I’m going to have to arrest you now. I didn’t want to, but you knida forced my hand here.” he told her as he pulled out his hand cuffs from his belt. 

meg wasn’t even phased. in fact, she was barely paying attention. she was already looking the ground for another decent rock to throw at the window. she glanced up over towards him, raising an eyebrow. “ oh really? and you never thought about it? you’d have to be crazy, “ she chuckled, going back to her task. she reached down and picked up a rock, looking at it in her hands. something he said made her stop and stand up straight. she gave him her full attention as she heard the jingle of his handcuffs. “ you know, there are a lot more fun things to do with handcuffs than that. i have plenty of ideas. “

drunk in love | cap & meg

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rcwrittcndcstiny‌:

Clint, in his dreams - or whatever they were - had always liked Fury, always gotten along with him. When he wasn’t annoying the older man, of course. But he remembered the stories that agents had told each other, frightening themselves. Obviously this Carol knew better than the stories. When she said she knew Coulson, he sighed as he leaned on the counter. He could accept that. “Then what the fuck - pardon my language - is going on? Did someone screw with my head? If you know this shit, then it’s obviously not just a nightmare.” Just because he didn’t remember any dreams of Carol didn’t mean he wasn’t willing to work with her. It’d just take longer for him to trust her, but for now, he’d take a leap of faith. “I need a drink. Want a beer?” 

carol studied the man’s expression for a minute. she usually didn’t care if she was too brash. sometimes, people had to hear what she had to say - regardless of the consequences. but she could see the confusion and pain on his face; confusion and pain she once had gone through. she nodded and took a breath. “ i could use a beer, “ she said with a smile. she took a pause before continuing. “ i’m not sure what’s going on. but i think you and i are the only ones who remember fury. i think something cosmic could be at play here. “

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The thought of her final comment ran through his head as he drove to the station. He was surprised that it had taken this long for a kiss to be mentioned. Dimi made his way inside the station and he went to talk his way into at least seeing the woman. 

In the end, he paid the small bond fee and sat in the lobby as he waited for Meg to be released. He could talk to her about what had happened in the car; right now he just wanted to make sure she was safe. 

As soon as Meg entere the room, he stood and smiled. He held out the jacket to her at first, then wrapped her in a hug. “Are you ok?” he asked, without thinking.

it felt like hours had passed between the phone call and when the guard came to get her. she sat alone in the cold damp cell, her head spinning. she could barely focus on anything. part of her felt stupid for ending up there. sure, meg had done some shady and reckless things in her past - but she had never done it in front of an officer. she didn’t think even in her drunk state, she would be that stupid. she was wrong. 

she was pleasantly surprised when the cell door opened and the guard told her someone posted bail. she grinned widely and followed him out. as she stood at the counter and gathered what belongings she had with her, she turned back to the guard. “ tell the cute guard i’m still waiting on my pat-down, “ she said, giggling. 

she barely heard whatever the guard said as she turned and walked towards dimitry. before she really knew what was going on, she let herself be wrapped in a hug. he was comfortingly warm. she didn’t even think before letting herself wrap her arms around him and hold closer to him. “ i think so, “ she muttered into his chest. suddenly, everything hit her like a ton of bricks. “ can we go home? “ she asked, glancing up at him.

hurricane | dimeg

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rcwrittcndcstiny‌:

Anna laughed at herself as she shook Meg’s hand. “I don’t know, maybe I should legally change it. That way when I make a fool out of myself, I’m at least being accurate.” She couldn’t believe this was actually happening to her. A pretty - like, really pretty - girl was flirting with her, and she was just being the biggest idiot ever. 

meg chuckled softly and shook her head. “ no don’t do that! anna’s a cute name. and you didn’t make a fool of yourself, “ she said, trying to make her feel better. meg reached over and picked up a rag, wiping down the counter as she stood and talked. she glanced at the clock - thirty more minutes until she was off. “ are you hungry? there’s a greek place down the street with the best baklava i’ve ever tried. “

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“I know, I’m perfect.” He couldn’t resist it, she’d set it up for him to say it, and he was never going to miss an opportunity to talk about how wonderful he was. Diaval winked back before curling his arm around her waist as he walked with her. “So, how have you been?” He already knew roughly what she’d been up to since he saw her last, keeping tabs on her phone and email, but he didn’t think she’d understand why he did it, so he wasn’t going to say so. For him, it was perfectly natural to spy on people. “You getting into any trouble without me?” 

meg glared up at him, an unamused expression on her face. “ no one’s perfect, “ she corrected. despite her disposition, she didn’t pull away. after all, the whole point of inviting him over was to have some company.  as she made her way into the kitchen, she set the new bottle of wine in the fridge and pulled out the one that was already half way empty. she filled up her glass and poured one for him. she turned and handed it to him before taking a sip of her own. “ better. wine helps, “ she chuckled, taking another deep gulp. “ darlin’ my middle name is trouble. you should know that by now. “

thank u next | maven

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mando-ade1207‌:

Steve listened to her and took a sip of his own beer, “Avengers,” he repeated silently. “I’ve heard of them. But..no me, I can’t be.”

Steve had no idea what to say. He’s just living his life and all of a sudden here comes this woman telling him he’s a super hero. 

“So this Nick Fury, is he around?” He had heard crazier, why not.

carol said nothing. she simply sat and listened. “ my memories were taken from me too once, “ she explained, thinking back to that time. she paused and took another sip of her beer. “ i used to get dreams about it. when i finally got all my memories back, i was confused too. i didn’t know what to believe. “ she tried to choose comforting words, but she owed it to him to tell him the truth. 

“ no, i haven’t been able to find fury. that’s why i came here - to see if you knew. “

Why are you here?

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Woody, with a gloved hand took the med kit from her, “That was incredible,” he said, still watching the victim. “ I have another incident report to fill out, is there anything else you need? You’re welcome to wait for the ambulance, they’re pulling up as we speak actually,” He began to walk over to them, “Or you can head on your way. Either or, thank you.” Woody turned back toward the ambulance.

sage shrugged humbly. “ it was nothing. someone had to do it, or he probably wouldn’t be okay, “ she mused, glancing back towards the accident. sage noticed the ambulance pulling up at the same time as the sheriff did, and began to walk side by side with him towards it.  “ i probably should fill them in on what’s going on. save some time, “ she explained. “ do you need me to give a statement or anything? i saw the whole thing happen. “

This again, really?

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Dimi made a small thinking noise as she explained the situation. He didn’t know exactly how the drunkenness wasn’t entirely her fault but decided to ask questions later. “It sounds like it. Hold tight, Nutmeg. I’ll be there soon.” He hung up the phone and quickly made his way to the station. He grabbed the extra jacket from his car as he parked and went inside to find out more information and see how he could help the woman.

a grin spread wide across meg’s face. “ you’re my hero. i could kiss you, “ she giggled, thinking about the image of that in her head. it occurred to her that despite the attractiveness of both parties involved, nothing more than casual flirting had passed between them. before she could say anything else, she hung up the phone and sighed. the less cute officer who had brought her to make her phone call drug her back off to her cell. bored and lonely, she waited patiently for dimitry.

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“Hi Meg.” Anna gave her a big, foolish smile, already half way in love. “I’m awkward. I mean, I’m Anna.” She could not possibly embarrass herself more, but she was used to that. “I am awkward, but my name is Anna.” 

meg smirked and chuckled softly. she wasn’t laughing at anna - on the contrary, she found her cute. she held out her hand, offering it to the other girl. “ hi anna. i’m glad your name isn’t actually awkward - anna’s a lot cuter. “

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scar raised an eyebrow. “sometimes? that sounds like a personal hell — next to taxidermy.” a shiver ghosted down his back, but he ignored it. “people are idiots.” he nodded then snarled. “the amount of students i had to have a talking to because of that stupid wikipedia page. just pick up a damn book. so many are so uncultured.”

thackery gave an involuntary shudder at the thought of taxidermy. it always gave him the creeps - especially ones of cats. “ yes, they really are. they’re weird idiots. i will never understand them, “ he mused, shrugging noncommittally. “ it’s sad how unused books go these days. they’re such great inventions. i can’t imagine living in a world without books. “