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captainsophiestark · 7 months

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Platonic!Bobbi Morse x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2023!

Fandom: Marvel

Day 17 Prompt: "I never said it would be easy."

Summary: Bobbi Morse needs her best friend's help defending their record as the baddest bitches SHIELD's Ops Academy has ever seen.

Word Count: 2,103

Category: Fluff

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I sighed as I settled into the cocoon of blankets I'd built in my quarters at SHIELD, a bowl of popcorn resting in my lap and my favorite show on my laptop. After running around the world almost dying for a month on a mission, I'd decided to take my first full day back at SHIELD HQ to rest, and absolutely nothing else.

At least, that had been my plan, until my best friend practically broke down my door barging into my room.

"Thank goodness you're back!" she cried, urgency in her tone. I just stared at her, bracing myself for whatever the hell she'd come in here to tell me. "We have a situation."

"Barbara Morse, I just got back from a month long mission-"

"Two new Ops recruits just beat our time on SHIELD's toughest obstacle course."

I stopped mid-sentence, popcorn and show forgotten as I stared at Bobbi and tried to process her words.

"Impossible," I finally decided, scowling. Bobbi nodded sympathetically.

"It should've been. Our record's held for years. But it just got beaten, by two barely-not-teen boys, no less. I don't think I have to tell you we can't let that stand."

"Damn right we can't," I agreed, setting my popcorn aside and throwing the blanket off of my lap. I stood, closing my laptop and going to my closet to change out of the pajama pants I'd been living in ever since I got back. "Give me like five minutes and I'll be ready to go."

"I'll go get the Quinjet ready to take off. Ops academy here we come."

We did our secret handshake that we'd come up with in our first year together at SHIELD academy, then separated to accomplish our missions. I made it out of my room in four minutes, jogging through the hallways to get to Bobbi faster. A few people waved to me and welcomed me back, but I didn't stop to chat. Bobbi and I had a new mission of peak importance to take care of, and we couldn't let anything get in our way.

For a long time, the SHIELD Ops obstacle course had been the end-all be-all of class credibility, outside of actual class rank. Recruits were expected to attempt it in pairs, and only the absolute best could make it through at all, let alone with any kind of speed. Bobbi and I had trained like maniacs until we'd blown the previous record out of the water, going down in history as the two best agents to ever take on one of the academy's hardest challenges. We coasted on that reputation for the rest of our academy career, and people still seemed impressed by it even though we'd left the academy long behind us.

Many had tried to break our record, and none had ever succeeded. One or two people had come close, but on the whole, our record seemed absolutely unbeatable. If two new recruits had come in and done the impossible, then they must've been incredibly impressive agents. And they also had to be stopped and reminded of Bobbi and I's supremacy immediately.

Bobbi brought the Quinjet in for a landing at the Academy not twenty minutes after she'd first burst into my room. The two of us marched through the hallways shoulder to shoulder, heads held high like we owned the place. And after graduating top of our class, we kind of did.

"Alright, let's see just what these two pulled off," I said, Bobbi and I slipping into one of our old classrooms and accessing the records for the obstacle course. I put their replay up on the projector, then went to take a first row seat in the auditorium with Bobbi.

"You should've brought your popcorn with you," she said. I laughed, but the laughter quickly died as the replay began.

These two first year recruits hadn't just managed to beat our record by a tenth of a second or two. They'd blown us out of the water by three whole seconds. Practically an eternity. And even worse, based on the end of the video, they clearly thought they were the hottest shit that SHIELD had ever seen as a result.

I swore loudly in the empty classroom.

"That was insane, Bob! How the hell do you expect us to beat that, especially since we haven't done this course in forever?"

"Hey, I never said it would be easy. But we have to do it, Y/N. We can't let this stand."

I groaned, rolling my eyes up to the ceiling before huffing a big sigh.

"Yeah, you're right. Do you want to do a few practice runs before we get an official timed one?"

"No, I don't. I think we go warm up in the gym, do a couple practice exercises in there, then go outside and crush that obstacle course and show everybody who's boss."

I nodded. "I like that plan. Alright, let's do this."

Thankfully, our favorite training room from our time at the agency was still here, and even better, empty. We did some stretching and warmups, ran through a few of the movements we'd need on the obstacle course, and then headed outside.

The dew of the morning still clung to the grass in the yard of the academy, and recruits ran in tight formation all around. Others trained on some of the smaller obstacle courses, or did pushups and jumping jacks. I elbowed Bobbi and nodded across the yard when I found the recruits who'd broken our record stretching out under a tree, preening like peacocks as their classmates surrounded them.

Bobbi and I shared a grin. They better enjoy it while it lasted.

"Agent Morse! Agent Y/L/N! This is a nice surprise."

Bobbi and I turned to find our absolute favorite instructor staring at the both of us, hands on her hips and a smile on her face. Agent Bailey was five foot nothing, but her strength, attitude, and experience made her seem larger than life. She was by far one of the most respected instructors across all of the SHIELD academies, and she was the only one Bobbi and I had really stayed in touch with. She'd even had us back once or twice to speak to her classes, when we weren't away on a mission.

"Agent Bailey! It's so good to see you!"

"It's good to see you two, too. Now, what brings you both back here? Don't tell me someone else poached you to speak to their class instead of mine?"

"No, don't worry. We would never," I said, giving her a bright smile. Bobbi nodded, then continued.

"We're actually back to reclaim our record on the obstacle course."

Bailey smiled, and clearly this wasn't a surprise to her at all. She started walking towards the start of the course, motioning for us to follow her.

"I figured as much. I wondered how long it would take the two of you to get back here once you heard." She stopped at the beginning of the course, hands on her hips as she surveyed us both. "Good. Those two who broke your record need to be taken down a peg. Their arrogance is going to get them killed, in the field if not here. They're in their first year and already think they're untouchable."

I frowned and glanced over at the tree where we'd spotted the agents in question earlier. They were still stretching, but they'd noticed us now, and were looking in our direction. I gave them a sickly sweet smile before turning back to Bailey.

"I'll time you both and make it official. Don't fail me now, you two."

With that, Bailey turned to take her place as an official administrator for the obstacle course test. I hopped around a little, bouncing on the balls of my feet and shaking out my arms. Then, I turned to Bobbi.

"You ready to do this?"

"Oh yeah. Those punks are never going to forget our names."

We high-fived, then turned to face the obstacle course, crouching a little, ready to launch forward as soon as Baily called start.

"On your marks!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a few recruits wandering over to watch us, looking confused. They'd be looking on in awe in a few minutes, if Bobbi and I had anything to say about it.

"Get set!"

I took a deep breath in before letting it out, the distractions fading away. The course ahead and my partner beside me were all that mattered. Laser-like focus and efficiency was the order of the day.

"Go!"

Bobbi and I launched forward into the course, two women on a mission. We worked like a perfect machine, almost reading each others' thoughts as we launched over one obstacle and stopped to help the other right behind us. We didn't hesitate at a single challenge, and every time my muscles felt a little tired or a little upset at what I asked of them, I pushed right through. There was no room for hesitating, or slowing down, or pausing. No room for error.

After dancing through a few portions that tested agility and literally swinging through a few others that tested strength, Bobbi and I reached the final challenge, a massive wall that we had to scale before our run could be deemed complete. We hit it at a dead run, Bobbi launching upwards just ahead of me and holding out a hand to help me reach the first level. I used the momentum and her help to make it to the second level, and we continued steadily, working in perfect sync as we neared the top.

A button to stop the time sat waiting for us at the top, with Agent Bailey standing right behind it. Bobbi and I had to hit the button at the same time, or the clock would keep running. It was the final piece, the final test of how well we could work together and remain in sync even through exhaustion.

I made it to the top, turning back to hold out a hand for Bobbi. I pulled her up while she climbed, and as soon as she made it to stable footing, I turned on my heel and ran for the button. I could feel Bobbi a half step behind me, closing just in time as I reached out my hand.

As one, our hands slammed down on the button, Bobbi's already on top of mine as we made contact. The button lit up to tell us the clock had come to a stop, and we both looked to Bailey with hopeful, expectant looks.

All around us, as the world outside the obstacle course came back into focus, the recruits training in the yard stood staring up at us on the platform. I noticed the two boys at the front of the crowd, watching Bailey with bated breath as intensely as me and Bobbi. A moment later, Bailey raised her arms and shouted:

"We have a new course record!"

"YES!"

"LET'S GO!"

Bobbi and I screamed and jumped up and down, immediately wrapping each other in a tight hug. I laughed, a joyous, almost disbelieving laugh, and when we pulled apart Bobbi was absolutely beaming at me.

"Agents Morse and Y/L/N have set a new record by a margin of two point seven seconds."

"HELL YES!" I screamed. Bailey gave us each a small smile, then her face dropped back to her usual no-nonsense baseline.

"Their time and a replay of their run will be posted and available within the hour. Everyone else, back to your exercises! You're not here to stand around all day!"

Slowly, the crowd of recruits started to disperse. The two boys who'd held the record for all of a few hours stared up at us in awe until their instructor came to pull them away. I shot them a wink and a wave.

"Nice work, partner," said Bobbi, smiling as she leaned in and bumped her shoulder against mine. "I guess we've still got it."

"Of course we've still got it. We're the dream team, absolutely unbeatable."

We shared a smile. After a second, Bobbi sighed, stretching out her arms and taking a few steps towards the easy way down from the platform we'd climbed up to.

"So, wasn't it worth it that I dragged you out of bed this morning?"

"Worth it? Yes. Enough to make me stay up and about when I've been in a safe place to relax for the first time in a full month? Hell no."

"Mind if I join you in your relaxing? I'm not due to ship out for another mission until the end of the week."

I smiled. "Sure thing. But I'm not sharing my popcorn."

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dreambook06 · 10 months

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Dream from: May 2016

Ok so here's one of them. Happened around Apr 7, I guess. I kinda don't remember now. Basically it gave me 2007 childhood life vibes… a faux 2007 life feeling… I discovered these drawers it was a long box/drawer & flat and inside were tons of my old Pokémon drawings & other undiscovered stuff from my childhood and it felt so real and I was like trying to gather them all up but I never could and I was trying to take pics of them I think & it felt real & when I woke up I was like "shyttt". oh crap. I just forgot my dream from a few nights ago now… damn. what was it? ahhh! oh my god what was it? WTF!!! Seriously? I had it a second ago! Oh yeah I remember omg. Ok it actually happened just last night I think. ok this is just a part of the dream, the end/last segment of it… There was so much more I forgot. so. I like found this video recording that was from another dream and I was watching the playback which was slightly different the next time watched it… What was it of? My bedroom. More detail soon. So yeah & it was like super HQ then I realized there were 2 more recordings of it & they showed even better angles of the bedroom & I was like freaking out because it was my childhood bedroom! I checked the video info & the date created said November 2005. How my bedroom looked wasn't very true to reality, but it was like a combo of everything that had ever been in my bedroom. It was so strange, then somehow, later I physically ended up in my bedroom in the year 2005 (again, nothing like 2005, I didn't even hame my own room till 2006) and everything was set "exactly as I'd left it" seemingly frozen in time. Every toy on the ground… Pokémon merchandise… pictures… for some reason the wall behind the door was old & rusty. It was surreal though. It felt like I was there. I guess I had a camera & I was recording it & I forgot to turn on the record button so I had to redo it & I was going to take pictures of every little crevice of the room. Apparently I had a set amount of time I was to be there, then I felt I'd teleport back to the present. I ended up leaving the room… & just ugh too vague… Dad was out there and I like told him after he saw me looking at a picture on display that I'm from the future. I guess I was like "Ignore me I can't say or do anything that will interfere with time" I just wanted to look at what I saw. In a glass shelf… Bottom row… It was a collection of photographs & stuff with me wearing my grey Pokémon shirt.. in a big gym, at girlscouts, and one w/ Grandma Evie or something.. w/ holding a drawing of a pink Skitty. They were like mid 2007. Then the dream basically ended but there was more before… like I think I went in the computer room too… Saw mom who told me/gave me something like super important… not sure if I saw myself or sis.. Dad was like sad when he saw me. I figured it's bcuz he saw how ugly I turned out. just too much idk… The bedroom was insane though. ok next dream ugh. Arm hurts. This one happened late Mar or early April 2016. lol. Quick summary: Washington Gymnastics & weird bog mulder(?) world, childhood & grandma house secret passage way….. It collides with past dream scenes. Here goes… So this totally felt like a real place from my childhood. I somehow ended up in this huge gym… omg reminded me of 2 more dreams ahh!… (Note to self: dream w/ tunnel to other places, costume hangout thing, unsafe tunnel, wall, hiding spot behind a gymnastics/grandma house attic, bedroom w/ just a bed 7 darkness, back door to yard, escape)

This is so overwhelming you don't know. So the huge gym.. I guess I kinda looked/was my current self. I was in there alone & remembered how I used to go up on this podium thingy.. a brown "horse" one, & swing? And this trampoline thing so I played on them? But then people came in for a gymnastics practise & were like "How'd you get in here" & I told them how this was from my childhood & they were understanding & let me stay. Then somewhere along the dream I turned into 2-3 year old me. Then kid like Garret was there & we played. There was that runway trampoline thing on the side too. The "swing" was those 2 rings u hold, btw-u like glide across a line idk. It was way more amazing & fun than it seems. U have to see all this. Reality was distorted though so maybe it wasn't. Then a while later the dream kinda changed. Dad was there & linda in the backroom/area behind where we were playing & actually it might've been dad who allowed me to play on the equipment. It felt so priviliged that I was the coach's daughter. The gymnasts were playing w/ me & impressed by my jumping or whatever & I was so cute & blonde. Then somewhere along the dream like when I went to the backroom area, very spacious, many long posters on the wall, a door in the way back. Separated from the gym by little kitchen counter-like things, very crowded with bags of toys & antiques & stuff & some how the dream turned into this super vaguer weird thing… I don't even know. Had a twilight zone last man on earth episode feel to it… people captured in bags… taken to a house… Idk trying to escape… grandma carmen blew bag… VAGUE!!! I can't even say more on that. It was like time travel trying to et through that backroom door & escape this guy who was killing people capturing em in begs? Then later in the dream it was at Grandma C's house. Only not. More later maybe I'll draw stuff to accompany all this in my notebook.

#2016

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ohifonlyx33 · 7 years

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Thanks for the reply ^^ You're amazing! I hope they don't break them for any reason really... And for the record, I wish with all my heart that they quit shield and don't look back. So they can be happy and realy make the world a better place by actually helping the general public with their inventions and not a government agency that keep everything. Sometimes I have a hard time seeing shield has the hero because everytime they create the threat then they save the world from it.... For you

Aw shucks. I’ve been flattered way too much today. My ego can’t handle it. You’re the best. Anyway, I love getting asks in my inbox, and I will literally talk about AoS with ANYONE.

So here’s the thing. If Fitzsimmons quit shield permanently, it would all be over. And I need. I *NEED* them on my TV. You don’t understand. I can’t say goodbye to Fitzsimmons. I am not emotionally ready for that. They haven’t kissed enough. It would break my heart.

Know what I would REALLY love though?A return to season 1′s “boring” serial mystery-of-the-week format with a recurring themes running through it. Play the long game. Drop “bad wolf” bread crumbs each week and reveal the bad guy at the mid-season break…. Some people hated it, but I actually loved the format of season 1. My only worry with that is that everyone would think it’s boring. (Which is why you add other elements to the show… like slotting an extra 5 minutes to couples kissing and stuff?! WHAT AN IDEA!!!)

At least this would offer our agents a temporary reprieve. Like sure, in S1 there was some danger, but also a sense of safety and normalcy at the end of the day. The team could follow up a lead, then solve the case in one or two episodes, then go to bed at night instead of living in constant stress and guilt and sleep deprivation and panic and fear of loved ones dying. Then in the morning figure it all out.

The beginning of season 4 could have been a chance to establish that, what with a new director and legitimizing SHIELD. But we went in a different direction with the Ghost Rider arc being about the Darkhold and Lucy and Senator Nadeer.

What if season 5 had May recruiting Mack, Fitz, Simmons, and Daisy to be on her mobile unit… tracking down 084s and oddball occurrences… And they report to Coulson regularly while he runs things at the Hub/HQ (that way we can still have espionage and political intrigue). And the whole time they could be uncovering a terrorist organization… like The Watchdogs. It might be good for them to get off-base for a while, you know. Solve some normal 084s see the world fight a normal human terrorist organization. Especially since they’re legit again.

I’m just worried AoS is in competition with itself… like it’s got to outdo itself and traumatise itself. And at this point, we’ve all had our fill of that. We could do with half a season of “boring” cases… I think they could make it interesting just by focusing on the characters.

#aos #anon replies #send me stuff #fitzsimmons #aos s5 wishes #I NEED s5

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