Like My Status For A Lil Starter 

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                                                    Our Muses Have to Share a Bed (Bedsharing)

✰ ❝ no funny business, okay? ❞ ✰ ❝ i’ll uh, just sleep on the floor, i guess. ❞ ✰ ❝ would you mind if i held you while you slept? ❞ ✰ ❝ i haven’t shared a bed with anyone since i was a kid ❞ ✰ ❝ maybe if you’d booked our room sooner, this wouldn’t be a problem ❞ ✰ ❝ if i’m being honest, i’ve wanted to do this for a long time ❞ ✰ ❝ it’s no big deal, we could share ❞ ✰ ❝ c’mon, it’s a big bed ❞ ✰ ❝ being with you like this feels safe ❞ ✰ ❝ hey, you’re stealing the covers, asshole ❞ ✰ ❝ you’re touching my ass ❞ ✰ ❝ will you stay? ❞ ✰ ❝ do you normally sleep in all your clothes? ❞ ✰ ❝ we can sleep in shifts, you sleep first and i’ll sleep after ❞ ✰ ❝ can i stay with you tonight? ❞ ✰ ❝ don’t you have your own bed? ❞ ✰ ❝ have you seen my sweater? ❞ ✰ ❝ hey…are you awake? ❞ ✰ ❝ just shut up and snuggle ❞ ✰ ❝ honestly, i keep having these nightmares, i don’t want to be alone ❞ ✰ ❝ well, this is…cozy… ❞ ✰ ❝ this is actually kinda nice ❞ ✰ ❝ sweet dreams ❞ ✰ ❝ can i borrow one of your shirts? ❞ ✰ ❝ let’s be honest, this is awkward ❞ ✰ ❝ you snore like a bear ❞ ✰ ❝ hey, move over, you’re taking up the whole bed ❞ ✰ ❝ you talk in your sleep ❞ ✰ ❝ remember the sleepovers we used to have when we were kids? ❞ ✰ ❝ hey, it’s alright, it was only a bad dream ❞ ✰ ❝ is there a reason you’re naked in my bed? ❞ ✰ ❝ you’re making this weirder than it needs to be ❞ ✰ ❝ you could at least put some clothes on ❞ ✰ ❝ do you wanna watch a movie and see if it helps you sleep? ❞ ✰ ❝ would you mind closing your eyes until i can turn off the lights? ❞ ✰ ❝ don’t tell me you’re afraid of the dark ❞ ✰ ❝ please tell me that is not what i think it is ❞ ✰ ❝ i read somewhere that you should stay close together, something about body warmth ❞ ✰ ❝ i really don’t mind, i shared with my kid sibling when i was younger ❞ ✰ ❝ the power’s out ❞ ✰ ❝ do you wanna build a tent on the floor? ❞

     jemma   hadn’t   always   been   a   light   sleeper.   it   was   just   one   of   the   many   ways   she   came   out   of   maveth   a   completely   different   person   than   she   entered.   getting   a   full   night’s   sleep   without   waking   up   in   a   cold   sweat   at   least   twice   was   impossible   in   the   beginning,   but   eventually   her   nervous   system   calmed   down   enough   that   the   slightest   noise   or   movement   of   the   bed   didn’t   wake   her.   especially   when   she   knew   fitz   was   at   her   side.   but   when   he   wasn’t,   when   he   slipped   out   of   bed   to   sneak   off   to   the   lab,   it   didn’t   take   long   for   her   to   wake   with   a   start. 

     her   eyes   fluttered   open   when   she   reached   out   for   him   in   her   sleep   and   her   hand   hit   empty   space   instead   of   finding   his.   she   peered   into   the   darkness,   but   it   only   confirmed   her   suspicions   that   he’d   slipped   away   again.   jemma   sat   up   with   a   sigh,   rubbing   her   palms   into   her   eyes   as   she   clumsily   got   out   of   bed.   bare   feet   padded   against   the   floor   as   she   headed   for   the   lab.   she   pushes   the   door   open.   “   fitz,   ”   she   sighs,   but   there’s   the   faintest   lazy   smile   on   her   lips,   bleary   eyes   fondly   taking   him   in   as   he   worked.   he   was   clearly   too   invested   to   even   hear   her,   if   the   lack   of   acknowledgement   was   anything   to   go   by.   

     she   approached   him   carefully,   resting   a   hand   on   his   shoulder   to   signal   her   presence   before   sliding   it   down   his   back.   there’s   a   small   yawn   as   she   wraps   her   arms   around   him,   her   forehead   resting   on   his   back   and   her   eyes   closing   as   she   takes   a   moment   to   embrace   him   in   silence.   his   familiar   scent,   his   back   against   her   chest,   his   warmth   soaking   into   her,   it   all   melted   away   the   slight   tension   that   had   formed   when   she   woke   up   alone.   “   come   back   to   bed,   ”   she   murmured   finally.   

     the   refusal   a   few   beats   later   was   hardly   a   shock,   but   she   frowned   regardless.   her   embrace   doesn’t   break   as   she   ducks   under   his   arm   so   she   was   standing   in   front   of   him,   resting   her   chin   on   his   chest.   eyelids   are   heavy   as   she   looks   up   at   him   and   she   can   see   the   exhaustion   in   his   eyes   as   well.   “   you’re   tired,   i   can   tell.   you’re   going   to   work   yourself   to   death   over   this   lightsaber,   and   i   won’t   stand   for   it.   ”      her   words   are   stern   but   her   bottom   lip   ever   so   slightly   pokes   out   in   a   pout.   “   i   can’t   sleep.   are   you   making   any   progress,   at   least?   ”

  @simmcns​ asked !! Come back to bed        fitz    &  simmons                                 !!  ask my muse to come back to bed. !!

oh this !  this was hardly a new scenario.    sometimes some of his best work came to him in his sleep and that saw leopold fitz out of bed and into his work station.     holotable on usually without the main lights,    lit the work area and the features of the scottish genius up a harsh blue as he works on thoughts that could only ever come to him.     ignoring hunger,  ignoring tiredness ,   getting lost in his work.

he doesn’t hear it when the door opens,     doesn’t hear the sigh of his name trying to get his attention as he scratches at the stubble on his jaw while his free hand twists the prototyped hologram of his latest invention before him.   what he does feel first is the gentle slide of hands over his back before arms wrap around his chest and a forehead presses between his shoulder blades.

come back to bed.

jemma.

for a moment all fitz did was hum noncommittally,    his brain racing to solve the problems of his work took slightly longer to realize what was being asked of him from the woman he loves.   then the engineer freezes,  just for a moment,   a frown flickering across his face,  before he reanimates once more.   “ no,  well,    no,    because I have to get this finished. ”      and he says it like it’s obvious,     like he’s not exhausted ,     but his words cannot come as a surprise   —–it is his usual answer

*: ･ﾟ✧  stuff my mom has said while on the phone.

feel free to change pronouns etc as needed!

“ i think i know why you’re proud of it too. it makes you strong.”

“ my stubbornness only bites me in the ass.”

“ i’m so happy those times when you admit i’m right.”

“ you don’t have to– uhhh… what was i gonna say again?”

“ i don’t know why i’m like that.”

“ you’re not like that.”

“ when it comes to games, you’re pretty determined to win.”

“ you get a little mad when you lose.”

“ i had a little sadistic thought right now.”

“ i should’ve called __ in the middle of the night. said nothing, just hung up.”

“ so you don’t think he’d be concerned?”

“ there’s something called ‘house-cold.’ ask anyone, they’ll say yes.”

“ why did i put it down in the drawer again when i’m gonna take it with me?”

“ it’s raining.”

“ i hope i don’t lose you.”

“ wow! today it’s not wet on the inside of the window!”

“ i find that very strange.”

“ it was very wet yesterday.”

“ i don’t understand anything.”

“ i can’t swim in, but maybe a bird can.”

“ don’t you hear me?”

“ i tend to disappear around here.”

“ it’s foggy as fuck here.”

“ it’s not foggy at all there? that’s unfair.”

“ do you have an explanation for that? like, a physical explanation?”

“ those cows, you know? i drove past them.”

“ i drove past a garbage bin.”

“ now i’m at the mail boxes.”

“ we called it the moose-road.”

“ they said it would take some time.”

“ don’t you pay attention to what happen?”

“ now you can guess!”

“ oh, hi cows!”

“ they’re normal milk-cows. what you think is normal cows.”

“ i’m so impressed by cats lately.”

“ it wasn’t like that when i was young.”

“ i’m very proud of how they’ve learned from development.”

“ the reason i said oh my god was because of a crow.”

“ it didn’t fly. it jumped really weird. like, sideways.”

“ i’m not allowed.”

“ i had some problems.”

“ i don’t understand shit.”

“ same place as yesterday, you disappeared.”

“ not again! why the same place? what’s wrong with this place?”

“ so satisfied with yourself.”

“ why am i blinking? i don’t understand why i’m blinking.”

“ what are you laughing at, you hen?”

“ i know you. i know when you’re mischievous.”

“ i know you’re trying to stay serious.”

“ does water sound like moose?”

“ i thought i was a boring-stick.”

“ i can’t call ‘youtube’, ‘facebook.’ how old am i?”

“ i never say anything funny, never do anything funny.”

“ shit. shit shit shit shit shit!”

“ first of all, i exited the car, and secondly,  i– FUCK!”

“ awww, so cute you are, doggie!”

“ there. there. there. uhhhh… there.”

“ thanks for the compliment.”

“ GARBAGE BINS!!”

“ when i’ve heard of hybris, i’ts been hybrid wolves.”

“   —  —   is   that   even   safe   for   human   consumption?   ” 

—— @fatedtruths​ 

ive never proofread a single thing ive written in my life as soon the words are outside my brain i no longer recognize them as mine and i want nothing more to do with them

Fitzsimmons Dictionary | Tea

{definition: a hot drink made by infusing the dried crushed leaves of the tea plant in boiling water.}

FITZ WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU PACKED ANY SNACKS. ©

not me crying over aos and the fact that viv is canonically names alya ???

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