#flashygordon

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mayalaswell replied to your post:Now I just have an image of Gordon, going “GORDON...

Did we already make the “Gordon/Gordoff” jokes?

Even if we did, it’s never too late to continue them.

[whydoyouthinkileft]

flashygordon replied to your post “tagged by: leopoldfiitzs 1) Why did you choose your URL? because that...”

//I honestly had no idea English wasn't your native language. I'm in shock. You're amazing omg.

//aww thank you! It’s a thing that always worries me because it’s already complicated to phrase things for other American muses without worrying about “how would someone British say that word? Is this too American?”

not to mention the automatic ‘missing a s at the end of the word’ that is not even because I don’t know the result but because of muscle memory, or realizing I made a mistake or automatically wrote the wrong word only after I get a reply argh

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tag is hella broke

[hesparks-archive-blog]

Alex: Seriously how does Gordon show up. Does he appear outside of Lincoln's classes?

Linds: probably waits in his apartment going through his shit

Alex: Go to the emergency room screaming I have no eyes while Lincoln's on rotation?

Linds: *chokes on a chicken tender*

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I just sent this to whydoyouthinkileft, but I had to share it because I was laughing so hard.

Lincoln is so anti-kale. Like, I'm pretty sure Gordon must have traumatized him when he was younger or something. I can see it. Lincoln:"This soup tastes funny." Gordon: *deadpan*"There's kale in it." Lincoln: "Why is this ice cream green?" Gordon: "Kale." Lincoln: "THIS IS NOT POT IN THESE BROWNIES-- DON'T SAY IT--" Gordon: "Kale."

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different paths || gordon & raina

Raina pushed open the door to her transitioning room, and waited. The cool night air blew in, brushing her face in greeting, and she breathed it in deeply, shivering slightly as she took her first step outside in what felt like years. She walked slowly down the pathway, arms wrapped around herself, instinctively keeping her head down as she wandered the abandoned streets of Afterlife, seeking an exit. She hadn’t gotten very far when she heard the familiar crack, and saw the flash of brilliant blue light out of the corner of her eye.

She tried to force a smile. “I’m surprised. It took you all of... what, four minutes to figure out what I was up to? Are you here to escort me out, or just back to my room?”

[whydoyouthinkileft]

"Give me a kiss." ((omfg im sorry))

clumsy kiss flashygordon

She had been certain to be about to die, with the other SHIELD having realized that she wasn’t really on their side and finding herself separated from the rest of the team and risking a bullet at any second. And then, a flash of blue light and Gordon was there, so she more or less jumped in his arms at the same time as he rushed to hold her, transporting her away. “Oh!” she exclaimed, feeling dizzy over the quick change of scenario and realizing she was safe. “Oh! Gordon!” He had saved her, she had no idea how he had known she needed help but he had saved her and Jemma didn’t let go right away, bouncing up to kiss his cheek and nearly making both of them trip, “You… You! Thank you!”

[colloquial-genius]

Sometimes when I'm creepying on flashygordon's blog

I think to myself..."That guy seems cool. I wanna be friends with that guy." This has been a colloquial-genius text post. Thanks for your time. That is all.