Jun 19, 2014
Spit it out!
Meme || Result: 39
“Does the carpet match the drapes?”
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Spit it out!
Meme || Result: 39
“Does the carpet match the drapes?”
♤
Send me a ♤ and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
Number 11 ––
“I thought you loved me.”
"Closet"
Send me “closet” and I’ll generate a number to see what our muses do while stuck in the closet for 7 minutes.
2. A long kiss.
The idea of the game was perfectly simple, you get locked in a closet with someone for seven minutes and either you snogged or you sat in awkwardness for seven minutes. Though it was somewhat difficult for FitzSimmons to be awkward.
She pulled him in for a kiss anyway, fingers wrapping around his tie and tugging him close so that she could press her lips to his, lingering there.
Little Bird || Leo and Jemma
It hadn't been too long. Two weeks, maybe. The days had sort of slipped together, especially since she was at the hospital nearly every day. Still, he was alive. Maybe not in the best shape, but alive none the less. She checked her watch once more before going into his room: 8:30 A.M. If he wasn't awake, she'd read for a while until he was. Upon opening the door, she found that he was up, at least.
“Morning.” She offered with a smile, shutting the door behind her, “How're you feeling today?” Better. Hopefully. "Today's the day, right? You're finally going to be allowed to leave."
fitz-of-shield replied to your post:✔✔✔✔ (I'm not late, nope)
It actually didn’t. I don’t have anything and am just glaring at my inbox
<.< >.> *throws things at your inbox.* It angers me...anyway. WHAT I SAID FOR THE THIRD TIME NOWWWWWW:
I would be okay with doing something post-finale. Maybe fluffy angsty stuff? Idk man...things Fitz said to Jem broke my heart...and that was the moment I started shipping Fitzsimmons.
✔✔✔✔ (I'm not late, nope)
Send me a “✔” if you’d like to Role-play with me.
((OF COURSE YOU’RE NOT LATE. ;D I sent you another ask…and I swear if it didn’t go through…))
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Fitz, I've had to go out. Don't panic. I'll be back tonight Your lunch is in the fridge.Try not to blow anything up. Simmons x
Cuddle [Because, adorable FitzSimmons :)]
Send me 'cuddle' for my muses reaction to yours suddenly sitting next to them and wrapping both of them in a blanket.
Jemma blinked, vision blurry and eyes full of sleep as a blanket was wrapped around her shoulders and she turned her head. "Fitz," she murmured, a smile pulling at her lips and she settled into his side instantly, curling her legs up and fitting, like they always had. Like two corresponding puzzle pieces. Her head came to rest on his shoulder and she pulled the blanket tighter around them both, cocooning them.