my nights are long

Okay so take a moment to imagine the SWORD recruited the team instead of arresting them, which means Fitzsimmons probably get to bunk together.

So pls imagine Jemma getting up before Fitz and opening the window/viewport thing (not like actually open it but like they did with Coulson and how they had the wall pull up to reveal a window) and she’s starting out into space (literally!) while drinking her morning tea and two arms sneak around her waist and Fitz presses up against her back and she leans her head back so it’s resting against his shoulder and she’s low-key expecting him to say something typical like “good morning” or maybe something meaningful about the cosmos.

Instead he whispers, “Space…the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship…Sword. our ongoing mission? To seek out planetary threats and stop them before they even begin. To boldly go where no other ex shield agent has gone before”

And Jemma just GROANS AND ROLLS HER EYES AND MUTTERS, “Ugh, Fitz!”

And Fitz pulls away, faux hurt, and makes an innocent face and goes, “What? I waited three months to do that.”

“Mmmh”

And they smile goofily at each other and Jemma leans forward and kisses him softly and when she pulls away, he chuckles like he’s realized something and points at the window.

“I guess we’ve got something better than a poster of space. Now we’ve got the whole bloody cosmos.”

And Jemma shakes her head and sits her tea down and wraps her arms around his neck and says, “No. We’ve got each other. That’s what’s better.”

And Fitz smiles at her and kisses her softly????

College Things

- The guy in front of you in class is shopping for a charcoal grill on ebay. why. sir. we have a test next week. 

- Squirrels just….have no fear. None. Only on college campuses though. Are they okay? 

- Finding condoms, packaged and not, in various places. 9 times out of 10, if there’s something inside, it’s not what the condom is supposed to have inside of it. 

- Water balloon condoms. See above. 

- That one guy who wears the same hat every day and you see him every day and you don’t understand why he’s so attached to this hat what is he hiding 

- *single flake of snow appears* “Maybe campus will shut down tomorrow.”

- Campus doesn’t shut down. There’s three feet of snow and the wind chill is below zero. 

- That one corner of the library basement that no one goes to. It smells old and there’s probably a ghost there. 

- When you’re a pedestrian, you hate the cyclists. When you’re on a bicycle, you want nothing more than to run every single person over. 

- You see someone violently acting out a music video with their headphones in. You leave them alone because you were doing the same thing thirty minutes ago.  You hope it goes well for them. 

- Theater majors. Just…theater majors. 

- do the science kids???? ever leave the science buildings???? where do they sleep? 

- There’s a dog. It’s surrounded in seconds by over-caffeinated, under-hydrated students who haven’t slept in three days. 

- you find articles of clothing in really weird places and just. stop caring. glove in a tree? Cool man. Sock on the street? Hope no one needed that. Pants on the stairs of the dorm? Use a condom bro. 

- The dorm lobby television only ever plays sports, news, or The Food Network. No one is ever actually watching what’s on. 

- how are the art students even alive 

- that one professor that EVERYONE on campus knows, even if they have a completely different major than what they teach. 

- there’s a class. you know you had it. you know you have a grade for it. you can’t remember a single second of your time in it. 

- Where did that cat come from? No one knows. It’s always been there. You can’t pet it. Only stare from afar. 

- what is tipping? how does it work? idk tip the pizza guy five bucks for the ten dollar pizza. he looks tired. he’s dying on the inside. he saw a guy naked tonight. 

- Inevitable “pinned condom on the bulletin board goes missing” gag

- Your whiteboard markers are missing again. You put them out yesterday. 

- someone stole an entire skeleton from the science buildings. it got returned a week later without the skull. 

- Vocalist majors. Almost as bad as the theater majors. At least the theater kids don’t sing during breakfast. 

- there’s a piano in the student lounge. no one can play anything but Chopsticks and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. 

- your garbage is four feet tall and has been there for two weeks. you add more to the top. you took the recycling out yesterday.

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mist and shadow
cloud and shade
all shall fade

all shall fade

There should be a support group for lonely people.

Not like an actual support group where you go to a meeting every Thursday at 5pm and you sit in a circle asking each other, “how are you.”

But, a support group where you’re supported to make friends and to take trips with each other.

Where some days you mingle and read books and grab coffee, and other days you go on rollercoaster rides or bounce on trampolines.

A once a week field trip for lonely people, with other lonely people. For the young and the old.

Yet, I worry that maybe it’ll make them feel more lonely once they go home and lay in bed by themselves…

—  excerpt from a book I’ll never write #25 // @loveactivist
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An afternoon date~

and a bonus

anonymous asked:

Hi! I would like to start this by saying my friends and I really love your Day and Night AU! It's so pretty!! And we were hoping to try and cosplay it but I was wondering if you had anything for mila yet? I'm sorry if you do and I over looked it! Thank you and I hope you have a good day!

here you go!!!

Mila is Viktor’s royal guard alongside Georgi

OMGG!! may i request pictures when you’re done???????? pleeeeease???!!

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jackson wang abc’s(22 days ‘til his bday 🎂🎈🎉 )

is for darling

She felt lonely. Like nobody cared. She cried and cried. Nobody was there.
She kept on sobbing, until her eyes were red. Just wanting to be able to go to bed.
She overthought and cried herself to sleep.
All night long, all she did was weep.
—  A small poem.
~Me
Sometimes I dream about living by the sea.
I dream about salty air,
I dream about days that are unattached to anything
or anyone.
The ocean would be swelling with sadness,
so much so that there would be no room for mine.
I could sleep with the sound of the water outside my window instead of the trees.
I think I could live that way.
—  h.m. {dreams}