I Regret Moving Back To School Bc I Have To Walk Up And Down 3 Flights Of Stairs To Get To/from My Kitchen
i regret moving back to school bc i have to walk up and down 3 flights of stairs to get to/from my kitchen from/to the kitchen
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GENTLE PSA; the best way to interact with me is through memes. you could send that thing @ me even though i’ve posted it five months ago and i’d still answer and appreciate it. it’s hard to think up starters out of the blue unless they’re plotted, but memes are just good and gives you a general idea of what’s happening. so please, if you see a meme on my blog, SEND THE MEME.
** pinterest quotes pt. three
“ you are such a soft and sweet thing. ”
“ nobody knows how to take care of you. ”
“ it’s killing you isn’t it ? ”
“ maybe swearing will help ? ”
“ if i didn’t care, would i feel this way ? ”
“ there is bravery in being soft. ”
“ oh im sorry, did my back hurt your knife ? ”
“ i wasn’t born to be soft and quiet. i was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips. ”
“ no i don’t make sense, stop asking. ”
“ i am not that same person i was eighteen minutes ago. ”
“ together or not at all. ”
“ feel like making a deal with the devil ? ”
“ i have more scars then friends. ”
“ what i create is chaos. ”
“ you are not his princess. you are your own queen. ”
“ i could be your family. ”
“ i thought we’d have more time. ”
“ i am no bird, and no net ensnares me. ”
there was only a moment of silence before jemma pulled open the door to her bunk, one eyebrow raised curiously and a grin playing on her lips. “ you had me at booze, ” she chirped, fully opening the door. jemma was quickly growing fond of the recruit and this proposal only solidified that. fitz was a great drinking buddy, she’d admit, but he wasn’t at her door with booze and cards in hand, was he? “ come on in! ”
@simmcns‘s starter;
daisy’s bored and without access to the internet due to the new shield bling on her wrist , completely without distraction . her knuckles rap against the glass door of simmons’ bunk after having checked the lab , and the rest of the bus . “ simmons , are you in there ? i have booze and a deck of cards . ”
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
Happily Ever After
A lil FS family doodle
they’ll be forever in my heart (and in my art)
*: ･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.”
❝ THE STEPS YOU TAKE DON’T HAVE TO BE BIG. THEY JUST NEED TO TAKE YOU IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION. ❞
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