My Head Is Stuck In The Clouds

The name's Jane Foster. Astrophysicist and all-around galaxy lover. I'm currently in New York, continuing my research in Stark Tower. {Roleplaying blog for the Helicarrier. Link can be found below. I track the janefostergalaxyexlorer tag. Avengers fandom, but multiverse and any fandom certainly welcome <3} Current M!A Status: None/Accepting!

[g-southandwest]

I mean damn. I didn’t know

[spellsbulletsandbusiness-deacti]

Vivat rex, praedo Tenebrae ;; Jane & Sheri

     It had taken her two days to get to London. Two fuckin’ days. What with all of the police on high alert after Thor decided to just take Jane to Asgard, she was triple-checked through virtually every security checkpoint possible. This is what happens when you do things without warning on Midgard, Thor. This is why we have S.H.I.E.L.D. Lord almighty.

     By the time she had made it into the damp city, Jane’s text came through to her Stark Phone at last. Except, her heart dropped rather than rose.

[Text: StarJane] Get to Greenwich University stat.

     Was she freaking serious? Greenwich was in the next city over and not exactly easy to get to right now, thanks to all this damned traffic. Still, if she saw it on a map…

      Sheri rushed to the nearest drugstore, trying to find a decent map of the country when— Hold up. Was that Thor on the national news? At Greenwich University?

       Well hot damn. It must have been their lucky day. 

       Keen coffee hues took a good look at the location on the television and memorized it in her brain. Got to go there, got to go there… With a rush of wind and dust, her orbing took her exactly where she needed to be. “Jane! Jane!” Sheri called, sprinting around the campus as fast as her feet would take her. “Jane! Where are you?!”

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Everything had been a whirlwind. Literally. She was swept up and back in just a matter of a couple of days and things had gone way off plan. Way, way off plan. She needed to get ahold of everyone she could. She had Darcy and whatever-his-name was, her intern. Her intern's intern. She shook her head; she didn't have time for it. She had them and Erik but she needed one more person. Sheri! Sheri had to come! She sent off the text and set to work, gathering her thoughts and pooling equipment. 

Jane had been in the library, taking rapid fire schematics with Erik, tweaking the knobs on the handheld. "Are you sure this will work?" She asked, going over the formulas in her head for the millionth time. 

Her head whipped up at the sound of her name. "Sheri?" She called. "SHERI!" She leaned over the edge, waving her arm about. "Here! Here!" She hoped the girl could see her. 

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

Send ✆ for a morning text

Send ✉ for a text that wasn’t sent

Send ☎ for a rushed text

Send ☏ for a loving text

Send ⁇ for a drunk text

Send ø for a late night text

Send ✘ for a hateful text

[stuffofoddities]

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

Lumped these all together for ease of reblogging:

"My parents know."

"Don’t go."

"You’re under arrest."

"Just let me die."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"Make me."

"Kiss me you idiot."

"I didn’t do it."

"That isn’t mine."

"Marry me?"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Be mine."

"You owe me."

"Just relax."

"I already regret this."

"Where are my clothes?"

"You could have killed someone!"

"I think I broke it."

"Do you love me?"

"We need to talk."

"Never again."

"Do I know you?"

"How drunk are you right now?" 

"Well that was unexpected." 

"Have you ever even done this before?" 

"I just want to cuddle."

"I can’t even look at you."

"What happened to you?"

"Don’t you dare."

"I missed you."

"This stays between us."

"I need a hug."

"I could kill you!"

"Kiss me."

"You’re so weird."

"Why are you wearing that?"

"You coward."

"You’re all out of ____."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

[here’s a few more]

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"This seems familiar."

"You lied to me!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Is that my shirt?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Explain yourself."

"Where were you?"

"You drive me crazy!"

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Just leave me alone."

"I need a drink."

"What were you thinking?"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I’m going to be sick."

"For you, I would _____"

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Give it back."

"I have to go."

"Shut up and listen."

"Do you remember this?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Take responsibility."

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Give me another chance."

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"You mean everything to me."

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I miss you so very much."

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"Just five more minutes."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"What are we doing here?"

"Do you trust me?"

"That sounds painful."

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"That was a bad plan."

"That looked easier on TV."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"I didn’t know you could do that."

[unstablechildren-blog]

[gasstation]

[inboxideas]

Put "I like the view" in my ask and my character will react to yours saying that after accidentally catching mine naked.

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((I'M BACK AT SCHOOL YO)) 

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((i'm making the 4 hour drive back to school 

so i will be back later okie :3 

))

[agarfield-deactivated20160309]

[stuffofoddities]

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

Lumped these all together for ease of reblogging:

"My parents know."

"Don’t go."

"You’re under arrest."

"Just let me die."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"Make me."

"Kiss me you idiot."

"I didn’t do it."

"That isn’t mine."

"Marry me?"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Be mine."

"You owe me."

"Just relax."

"I already regret this."

"Where are my clothes?"

"You could have killed someone!"

"I think I broke it."

"Do you love me?"

"We need to talk."

"Never again."

"Do I know you?"

"How drunk are you right now?" 

"Well that was unexpected." 

"Have you ever even done this before?" 

"I just want to cuddle."

"I can’t even look at you."

"What happened to you?"

"Don’t you dare."

"I missed you."

"This stays between us."

"I need a hug."

"I could kill you!"

"Kiss me."

"You’re so weird."

"Why are you wearing that?"

"You coward."

"You’re all out of ____."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

[here’s a few more]

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"This seems familiar."

"You lied to me!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Is that my shirt?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Explain yourself."

"Where were you?"

"You drive me crazy!"

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Just leave me alone."

"I need a drink."

"What were you thinking?"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I’m going to be sick."

"For you, I would _____"

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Give it back."

"I have to go."

"Shut up and listen."

"Do you remember this?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Take responsibility."

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Give me another chance."

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"You mean everything to me."

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I miss you so very much."

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"Just five more minutes."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"What are we doing here?"

"Do you trust me?"

"That sounds painful."

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"That was a bad plan."

"That looked easier on TV."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"I didn’t know you could do that."

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

As Jane looked over the man in front of her, the file in his hand, her heart dropped to her stomach. Had she done something? She thought about it for a moment, but couldn’t recall setting off anything or working outside of her research boundaries. At least, recently. It took her a minute to process what he’d said before she answered. “Uh, yeah?” She shook her head. “Sorry, sorry, um, yeah. Come in.” She stood back and held the door open so he could come all the way in. 

"You’re here from SHIELD, right?" She asked, looking him over again. "I wasn’t informed they were coming. Is there something that needs attending to?" She was honestly kind of irritated because the printer was still beeping and she needed those graphs, but this was distracting her. "Um, sit. Can I get you something to drink?" She asked, trying to clear off a chair so he could sit if he wanted by dumping the papers into another pile. She’d sort it out later. 

[scienceisntalwaysboring]

Mikey watched the emotions flash across Jane’s face and he couldn’t keep the slightly amused smile from sliding onto his face as he stepped over the threshold. “Yes ma’am I am. And it’s just me actually. They don’t exactly know I’m here see? I don’t mean to bother you but I’l admit, ever since I read your file, I’ve been entirely fascinated by your work.” He ran his free hand through his hair a little sheepishly.

He set the file in what looked to be the only free surface space in the entire area, not that he was complaining. Mikey’s work area wasn’t exactly Mr. Clean either.

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"Oh?" Jane tilted her head to the side. "So what are you here for?" Her tone wasn't demeaning, merely curious. Curiosity always got the better of her and it was definitely piqued by his words. "You read my file?" She gestured towards the one he just set down. "Or are there others?" 

She moved about the apartment, trying not to think of that goddamned printer or the file that he'd brought. "Tell me, Mr. Adams, what exactly brought you here today?" She'd asked again, having ducked into the kitchen, rinsing out the coffee pot so she could start a fresh brew. 

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

Jane hopped back and forth from one foot to the other. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon…” She muttered under her breath, waiting for the printer to spit out the graphs she’d spent all afternoon interpreting and tweaking. It beeped at her and she groaned in frustration, lashing out with her palm and smacking the top of it. “Stupid!” She hissed, stomping over to her desk in search of more paper. 

She was throwing things on the floor when she heard a knock at the door. “What?” She yelled. “I’m busy!” Jane swiveled back towards the printer when the knock came again. She muttered a string of curses under her breath as she moved to the door and yanked it open. “Wha—Oh. Hi…Can I…Help you?” 

[scienceisntalwaysboring]

Jane Foster. Mikey was seriously about to be involved in a serious conversation with the Jane Foster. He couldn’t have been more nervous if he tried. Granted, this was all official business, but still! He’d read about her in the SHIELD archives, as he did about most people, and her discoveries were far greater than he’d ever hoped to reach.

Now, they had met before, but it was only in very brief passing and he doubted she would even remember him. He knocked on the door once, and the irritated response from with him gave him a slight start. But he went on and knocked again, and it was obvious by the her flustered appearance she had been rather aggravated about something. “Jane Foster? My name is Michael Adams… ah, current representative for NASA under the Jurisdiction of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division.” He cleared his throat and held up a manila folder that had Jane’s name and the SHIELD logo stamped on the front. “May I come in?”

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

As Jane looked over the man in front of her, the file in his hand, her heart dropped to her stomach. Had she done something? She thought about it for a moment, but couldn't recall setting off anything or working outside of her research boundaries. At least, recently. It took her a minute to process what he'd said before she answered. "Uh, yeah?" She shook her head. "Sorry, sorry, um, yeah. Come in." She stood back and held the door open so he could come all the way in. 

"You're here from SHIELD, right?" She asked, looking him over again. "I wasn't informed they were coming. Is there something that needs attending to?" She was honestly kind of irritated because the printer was still beeping and she needed those graphs, but this was distracting her. "Um, sit. Can I get you something to drink?" She asked, trying to clear off a chair so he could sit if he wanted by dumping the papers into another pile. She'd sort it out later. 

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

Jane hopped back and forth from one foot to the other. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon…” She muttered under her breath, waiting for the printer to spit out the graphs she’d spent all afternoon interpreting and tweaking. It beeped at her and she groaned in frustration, lashing out with her palm and smacking the top of it. “Stupid!” She hissed, stomping over to her desk in search of more paper. 

She was throwing things on the floor when she heard a knock at the door. “What?” She yelled. “I’m busy!” Jane swiveled back towards the printer when the knock came again. She muttered a string of curses under her breath as she moved to the door and yanked it open. “Wha—Oh. Hi…Can I…Help you?” 

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

((ajregiujeklfersjikfsd

okay now that i have jane back i'm gonna revamp pages and her timeline a bit okay good)) 

[skin-myself-a-crocodile]

FILL MY ASK WHILE I DO THINGS

[janefoster-galaxyexplorer-blog]

‘✉’ for an unsent letter from my character to yours.

‘♥’ and a name, and I’ll kiss them.

‘♡’ and my character(s) will cuddle yours!

a word and I’ll write a headcanon based on it.

‘♪’ and I’ll put my playlist on shuffle to tell you our song.

‘Ω’ and I’ll tell you what my character(s) thinks of yours.

a ship you have for my character(s) and I’ll tell you what I think.

age and a question and my character(s) will answer as that age.

unwanted (or bad) advice for my character(s).

ask my characters for advice.

bad (but hilarious) pick-up lines!

prompts or drabble ideas!

Questions!

‘Crush?’ for any romantic interest my character(s) might have for someone.

‘Confess?’ and my character(s) will have to confess something to yours. (whether it be feelings, opinions, a secret — whatever; feel free to specify)

a headcanon you have for my character(s) — I will accept/reject.

“[name]…has passed away” for my character’(s’) reaction.

★ for an IC fact, or ☆ for an OOC fact

Give my character a difficult decision

‘Would you rather…’

♛ and I’ll summarize our muses’ relationship with a gif.

✖ and I will give you a fear that my character has in dealing with yours

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Jane hopped back and forth from one foot to the other. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon..." She muttered under her breath, waiting for the printer to spit out the graphs she'd spent all afternoon interpreting and tweaking. It beeped at her and she groaned in frustration, lashing out with her palm and smacking the top of it. "Stupid!" She hissed, stomping over to her desk in search of more paper. 

She was throwing things on the floor when she heard a knock at the door. "What?" She yelled. "I'm busy!" Jane swiveled back towards the printer when the knock came again. She muttered a string of curses under her breath as she moved to the door and yanked it open. "Wha--Oh. Hi...Can I...Help you?"