February 2012
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themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
If only it were that easy… all of our problems would be solved.
-nods- Too bad it ain’t that easy. It would save us all a lot of work. Maybe someday we’ll figure somethin’ out that’ll slow that bastard down.
Yeah… or at least trap his ass somewhere where he’ll never get out and we...
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themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
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Agreed. And he’s like a damn bad penny. Keeps coming back.
The science guys should come up with some sort of anti-Loki device. That’ll keep him out of here for good.
If only it were that easy… all of our problems would be solved.
-nods- Too bad it ain’t that easy. It would save us...
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themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
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Yeah… I once had a nasty, rabid raccoon in my office. Courtesy of Loki. That little shit.
-nods- Can’t stand that guy. Makes too much of a mess and causes too much paperwork. Wish he’d find something else to do ‘sides bother us.
Agreed. And he’s like a damn bad penny. Keeps coming...
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themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
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*smiles* You’ve got to make the best of the situation. And some of those guys up in Accounting can be real assholes. So… the tank will come in handy I’m sure.
-grunts- I guess so. I’m preparing myself for anything. Accounting, Loki, random pigeons that manage to get into the building. I...
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themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
I have your mail for you. -hands over mail-
Oh… thanks. *takes mail* Everything going ok for you?
-shrugs slightly- As well as it can be. Still not allowed to carry a gun. But I was able to turn the mail cart into a mini tank.
*smiles* You’ve got to make...
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themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
themostbadassmailguyever:
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Coulson.
*nods* Canton.
I have your mail for you. -hands over mail-
Oh… thanks. *takes mail* Everything going ok for you?
-shrugs slightly- As well as it can be. Still not allowed to carry a gun. But I was able to turn the mail cart into a mini...
shieldagentphilcoulson started following you
themostbadassmailguyever:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
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Coulson.
*nods* Canton.
I have your mail for you. -hands over mail-
Oh… thanks. *takes mail* Everything going ok for you?
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themostbadassmailguyever:
Coulson.
*nods* Canton.
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Meet the Family
Phil tried not to laugh at how fidgety Bobbi was the entire trip from the Big Apple to Beantown. She kept looking out the window at the scenery, looking back at him, holding his hand, then not holding his hand, digging through her bags making sure she had everything, and constantly changed the radio station. It was amazing how she could easily take down an entire squad of HYDRA lackeys by her...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
Would that get my any sympathy points? [laughs]
Probably. My mother would think you hadn’t eaten enough, yell at me for not taking good care of you, then stuff your face with pot roast.
[smiles] You know that’s my back up plan now, right?
Seriously? Your back up plan is to faint?...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
Right… oxygen is my friend. [chuckles and clings to his hand]
It is. I can’t have you passing out on me.
Would that get my any sympathy points? [laughs]
Probably. My mother would think you hadn’t eaten enough, yell at me for not taking good care of you, then stuff your face with...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
Just ring the bell already so I can put on my charming smile and forget how freaked out I am, okay? [smiles and kisses his cheek]
*grins* Alright… deep breaths. *turns to push in the button*
Right… oxygen is my friend. [chuckles and clings to his hand]
It is. I can’t have you...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
[swallows hard and squeezes his hand back] Kiss for luck?
*chuckles, then leans over and kisses her sweetly*
Just ring the bell already so I can put on my charming smile and forget how freaked out I am, okay? [smiles and kisses his cheek]
*grins* Alright… deep breaths. *turns to...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
*laughs* I know… I’m really sorry. I tried… *takes her hand and squeezes it* I’m right here.
[swallows hard and squeezes his hand back] Kiss for luck?
*chuckles, then leans over and kisses her sweetly*
Just ring the bell already so I can put on my charming smile and forget how freaked out I am,...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
Okay… right. Sorry… I’m sorry. Last time. I promise.
Thank you… this is kind of like a Bandaid. It can’t be eased off. You just have to rip it. Know what I mean?
That is possibly the worst analogy choice in history. [laughs and takes a deep breath] Okay… okay. Let’s do this…
...
not-a-caged-bird:
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not-a-caged-bird:
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shieldagentphilcoulson replied to your photo: Okay… okay, I can do this… I can totally do this….
*levels the Coulson stare at her* Bobbi…
See! That! What if that’s the look I get all weekend?
*throws up his hands* Bobbi! It’s going to be fine. No one but my dad could do the stare....
not-a-caged-bird:
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shieldagentphilcoulson replied to your photo: Okay… okay, I can do this… I can totally do this….
*levels the Coulson stare at her* Bobbi…
See! That! What if that’s the look I get all weekend?
*throws up his hands* Bobbi! It’s going to be fine. No one but my dad could do the stare. My sisters didn’t inherit it.
Okay… right....
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson replied to your photo: Okay… okay, I can do this… I can totally do this….
*levels the Coulson stare at her* Bobbi…
See! That! What if that’s the look I get all weekend?
*throws up his hands* Bobbi! It’s going to be fine. No one but my dad could do the stare. My sisters didn’t inherit it.
ooc: So… “Act of Valor,” definitely worth a gander. The action was awesome.
ooc: Be back in a few hours. Going to see “Act of Valor.”
janethestargazer:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
janethestargazer:
shieldagentphilcoulson replied to your post: ooc: I see you there RPing with a Thor… your new Thor perhaps? lol
ooc: Ahhh, gotcha. I’m ok. Just woke up so still kind of in a fog, haha. How are you?
ooc: Nice. I’m at the end of my shift, so I’m in a fog, too. lol.
ooc: Well, at least you’re at the end! You’ll get to go home soon...
janethestargazer:
shieldagentphilcoulson replied to your post: ooc: I see you there RPing with a Thor… your new Thor perhaps? lol
ooc: Ahhh, gotcha. I’m ok. Just woke up so still kind of in a fog, haha. How are you?
ooc: Nice. I’m at the end of my shift, so I’m in a fog, too. lol.
ooc: Well, at least you’re at the end! You’ll get to go home soon and sleep, I assume?
packed and ready...
not-a-caged-bird:
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She smiled up at him, trading the remote in her hand for the plate and taking a piece for herself. “Nothing really… just sort of channel surfing.” She leaned back into him, taking a bite of her pizza and relaxing against him. “Did you finish up?”
Phil nodded. “I am ready to go. I called my mom really quickly to tell her our ETA.”...
packed and ready...
not-a-caged-bird:
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not-a-caged-bird:
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Phil jumped slightly when she smacked him but kept walking, a bit slowly, to his room. “You love it huh? Well, I kind of figured, which is why I thought I’d stay this way… for a little longer at least.” He chuckled before disappearing into his room.
“Tease!” She laughed softly as she sat back down on the...
packed and ready...
not-a-caged-bird:
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Phil sighed. “You’re right…” He grinned. “I’ll go in my room… finish packing… but I don’t think I’ll get dressed.” He laughed.
She shook her head as she pulled her panties and jeans back on. “Well, one of us has to be at least halfway decent when the pizza gets here.” She kissed him one more time and...
packed and ready...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
“I do so love when you show up in a trenchcoat and a smile and nothing else. Makes my day so much brighter and happier.” He laughed. “No, pizza sounds good. And I love cold pizza for breakfast.” He smiled, running the back of his hand down her cheek, gently.
“I know you do.” She kissed his cheek and...
packed and ready...
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
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“Hmm…” he thought as he returned her kiss. “I’m up for anything. Surprise me.” He grinned at her, kissing the tip of her nose and then her lips again.
She laughed softly. “If I wanted to surprise you, I’d show up in nothing but a trench coat and a smile again.” She pressed another soft kiss to his lips....
packed and ready...
not-a-caged-bird:
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Phil laughed. In the next beat of silence, his stomach rumbled. “I guess I’m hungry too.” He wrapped his arms around her for a moment, squeezing her. “I love you sweetheart.” He said, running his fingertips up and down her spine.
She let out an approving hum at the touches down her spine. “You start...
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Phil laughed. In the next beat of silence, his stomach rumbled. “I guess I’m hungry too.” He wrapped his arms around her for a moment, squeezing her. “I love you sweetheart.” He said, running his fingertips up and down her spine.
She let out an approving hum at the touches down her spine. “You start doing that again,...
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Phil laughed. In the next beat of silence, his stomach rumbled. “I guess I’m hungry too.” He wrapped his arms around her for a moment, squeezing her. “I love you sweetheart.” He said, running his fingertips up and down her spine.
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Play MASH! You know you want to! →
wizardwaffles:
awildellethappears:
You will live in Mansion. You will drive a blue Hyundai. You will marry Bek and have 0 kids. You will be a archaeologist in Cuiviénen.
Yes perfect. :D
You will live in House. You will drive a aqua Jetson mobile. You will marry Thor and have 5 kids. You will be a dinosaur tamer in San Diego.
OOC:
You will live in Apartment. You will drive...
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Phil almost whined at the loss of her body and body heat. “I’m not really sure…” Phil chuckled. “I can’t really feel anything at the moment.” After a second, he clasped her hand and stood shakily, laying on the couch and pulling her on top of him.
packed and ready...
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Phil felt her shuddering on top of him, and her inner muscles grasped at his cock as he pumped in and out of her, brining him over the edge, making him shiver and shudder. “I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming…” He rambled on as he grasped at her ass as his muscles tightened and relaxed over...
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Sigyn folded her hands and gave him an innocent smile that took on an edge of wickedness, “Well, since you mention it… I do. But I don’t use it much, only to troll Thor occasionally.” She tried to keep a straight face but couldn’t help chuckling.
“Oh God…” He chuckled. “I just can’t imagine. Asgardians on Twitter.” He shook his head....
packed and ready...
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Phil reached up and clasped her hands in his, pulling her forward, bracing her hands on either side of his head as he reached down to grasp her ass, squeezing and moving her up and down on his cock. He captured her lips furiously, eventually having to pull away to breath. “Oh Christ… oh God Bobbi, fuck that’s...
sigynofasgard:
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sigynofasgard:
“You are welcome, Agent,” Sigyn chuckled along with him. “Yes, I have been here for some time now, and you might say I had a ‘crash course’ in living among your people. These call phones can be surprisingly convenient.” She gave him a grin that bordered on impish. “It may startle you to know I have an email address too. How many...
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Phil, at her urging, began thrusting upward as he guided her down onto him, and he sped up his movements. A stream of moans and incoherent things poured from his mouth as he helped her ride him. His head had fallen back to the floor, his eyes closed tightly from the pleasure. “Dammit you feel so fucking good, baby. Oh...
Let’s play “true” or “false.” You ask me something...
sassysharpshooter:
quickscoped:
DO IT
DO IT NOOOOOW
sigynofasgard:
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sigynofasgard:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
“I’m glad too. Thanks for coming to talk to me. You’ll stay in touch, right? And I mean it when I say that, if there’s anything you need, let me know.” He smiled, holding out his hand for her to shake.
“I will, thank you,” She shook his hand. “And if you need to contact me, you may do so in the way you...
packed and ready...
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Phil’s had on her clit moved to grasp his cock, stroking it a couple of times before using his other hand to guide her down onto him, inch by inch. He groaned loudly when she completely engulfed his length. “Fuck Bobbi,” he hissed out. “God you feel so good.” He had to take in a couple of breaths...
packed and ready...
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“Please what, sweetheart?” He asked, grinning up at her as he pushed the tip of his finger into her entrance, and then pulled it out, moving up to circle her clit. He continued these movements until she answered him. He loved teasing her like this. With his free hand, he reached up and cupped a breast, rolling the...
sigynofasgard:
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sigynofasgard:
“No, it isn’t,” she said with a small, rueful smile. “It is good to know you are well. You seem like a very interesting man, Agent Coulson. I am glad we have had a chance to talk.”
“I’m glad too. Thanks for coming to talk to me. You’ll stay in touch, right? And I mean it when I say that, if there’s anything you need, let me know.” He...
packed and ready...
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Phil groaned. “I’m getting there… so getting there…” He breathed out before doing part of what she had requested. He ghosted his hands up the front of her thighs and then snaked his right around, brushing his fingers along her warmth. “Mmm…” Phil hummed, stroking her from her...
sigynofasgard:
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Sigyn nodded once and gave him a small smile. “I am, thank you. Fandral comes to visit me sometimes, and I have made friends here on Midgard. I am not alone.” For a moment she had a strange impulse to confide in him, but of course that was not possible. However, from her brief time of talking with Phil Coulson, she had come to agree with...
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not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
not-a-caged-bird:
shieldagentphilcoulson:
*swallows* If you’re hungry, by all means, we should eat. But I would not object to you riding me.
[smiles, stands up and quickly strips off her clothes before settling back over his hips and kissing him passionately] We can eat later.
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