Dec 22, 2015
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[crawls out of the shadows of tumblr politics] [gives u the republican bro fist bump] [crawls back into the shadows]
[does vague awk republican secret handshake]
fitzskye + 4
home made Halloween costumes
“You can stop scowling,” Skye resists the urge to stick him with a pin.
“I will stop scowling when you stop making me scowl,” Fitz says, his scowl actually deepening.
“Oh come one, it’s fun,” Skye protests. “Halloween is fun.”
“We had a Halloween party once—“
“Once?” Skye asks.
“It’s not a big deal in Scotland like it is here,” Fitz explains.
“That sounds depressing,” Skye says.
“No, what’s depressing is a bunch of kids calling you Leo the Cowardly Lion for two years,” he grumbles.
“Are you having war flashbacks?” Skye teases, fluffing up the fur on his mane.
“It was a traumatic experience,” he argues.
“Well this time it will be fun,” Skye insists. “I bet you didn’t have a sexy lion tamer back then.”
He glares at her, “I was a child.”
skimmons + 34
knitting a scarf
“You’re terrible at cuddling,” Skye pouts.
“I’m working,” Jemma replies, fingers swiftly wrapping yarn around her knitting needles.
“Well stop working and start the cuddles,” Skye whines. “I have needs, you know.”
“And I need to get this done by Christmas,” Jemma tells her.
She doesn’t put her knitting down, even when Skye ties to bribe her with hot chocolate.
So Skye makes herself comfortable in a cocoon of blankets, and watches the movie on the other side of the couch. She considers intentionally stealing all the blankets when they go to bed, but that would just be petty.
But two days later, when she unwraps one of the boxes under the tree to find the navy and purple scarf Jemma’s been working on, she starts to appreciate the fact that Jemma skimped on the cuddling.
skyelincoln + 10
Jack o’ lantern
“You know, for a guy who works with scalpels regularly, I thought you’d be better at this,” Skye teases. “That’s a third-grade attempt.”
Lincoln rolls his eyes, “Just do your own work before you start trash talking mine.”
Skye still has to carve out the stenciled in nose on her own jack-o-lantern.
It’s some of her best work, if she can say so herself. Last year’s Hogwarts crest had too many small details, it took her days to do and caved in on itself before Fitz could be pick a winner.
This year, she decided to scale things back.
After all, the scary face pumpkin is a classic. And with her expertly rendered pointy teeth, Skye knows it’ll scare plenty of the kids who walk by the house they’re using as a temporary base.
She can feel Lincoln’s eyes on the back of her neck and she puts the finishing touches on her pumpkin. He’s probably hoping she’ll screw it up so he can take the victory.
Not a chance.
“Ta da!” she says turning it around so he can get a good look at her effort. “Face it, your cloud just can’t compare.”
Seriously? Who above the age of eight cuts a cloud into their jack-o-lantern? It’s like he gave her the victory.
Lincoln just says, “Light your candle and turn off the lights.”
Skye obliges. With the only light coming from the streetlight outside the kitchen window, her pumpkin looks perfectly spooky.
No light shines from Lincoln’s pumpkin for a few moments.
Then it lights up with little streaks of lightning. They bounce around the cloud cut-out for a few seconds, the spike down the front of the pumpkin’s thick skin.
It looks really cool.
It’s totally unfair.
“Next year, no powers,” Skye says with a sigh, reaching into her pocket for the twenty dollars she now owes him.
themidsummersoldier replied to your post:themidsummersoldier replied to your post:guys anon...
the pears aren’t so bad because they just make my mouth itchy but the tree nuts make my throat swell and my chest does these contraction things where it gets all tight & I can’t breathe for a few seconds. also if I get them on my skin I get hives :/
that’s literally me and bananas (in terms of you + pears) which is the worst b/c bananas are literally the one fruit i found tolerable. also! keep an epipen on you if your throat swells! not to single you out this is addressed to everyone
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nuts. not peanuts, just all the tree nuts. and pears.
oh man that’s rough
fitzskye + star trek AU because I am a sucker for both of those things
Disclaimer: my Star Trek knowledge is limited to the 2 reboot movies and a few episodes of the first season of the original series
“Are you sure you’re not part Vulcan?” Skye leans over to say in Fitz’s ear.
He jumps a little, startled because he hadn’t realized she was standing behind him in line in the mess hall.
“Ha ha, very funny,” he grumbles. “I’ve never heard that one before.”
Being a teenaged science prodigy means that Fitz has been listening to Vulcan jokes for nearly a decade now. They’re unoriginal, even when they come from mouth of a cute tactical officer.
Leaning over, Skye grabs the top of his right ear and rubs it between her fingers.
“Nope, definitely human,” she pronounces.
Fitz freezes. This should definitely feel like an invasion of personal space, but it doesn’t. In fact, it’s kind of pleasant. That realization alone makes him want to forget lunch entirely and go hide in his lab for the rest of the day.
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21: The reason I joined Tumblr
i joined tumblr mostly because a bunch of my friends were on it and i figured- why not? i remember it was the day before the 2012 presidential election, which was certainly an interesting introduction to it :P