10. What are some facts readers may not know about The Universe We Hold Inside? I loved this fic so much!!!
Ummmmmmm I’m trying to think if there are any! Well, @etoilesdeglace was my big cheerleader the entire time I was writing the fic. Seriously. She sent me playlists, made me a lockscreen for my phone based off the wedding chapter (I still have it!!), gave me suggestions when my inspiration waned...seriously, she was the best. I owe her a lot for that fic.
Also, for anyone who hasn’t seen the movie Deep Impact, the character that Fitz is based on--his first name is also Leo. LMAO. IT WAS MEANT TO BE.
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Hi, @theresalwaysaway! I was so happy to get your prompt for the @aosficnet2 fic exchange!
Academy or University AU. Meet cute where they are next to each other in line for tutoring (so embarrassing), but they discover they are experts in what the other needs help with and decide to tutor each other.
I hope you enjoy it!
She was shaking so terribly, she could barely get her key into the door.
"It's a first draft, Cadet," her professor had said. "You can revise the next draft and still get an A in the course."
"Not an A," she had responded. "One hundred percent. Full marks."
Her professor had smiled kindly. "That will take work, Dr. Simmons, but it's not impossible. It might have been easier, however, if you, like nearly all your classmates, took my offer to work with a partner."
"I work better alone."
"As you wish." And then he had said those horrible, disgusting, terrible eight words filled with the doubt she refused to tolerate:
"You could always go to the tutoring center."
How dare he!
She threw her backpack angrily on her bed. She was the youngest cadet at the Academy. She was about to become the youngest SHIELD agent ever. She had two PhDs and had only just turned seventeen, accepted into the Academy at sixteen. She was the best, she had always been the best, and she would always be the best on her own.
I need your advice. Should I watch Frozen? I've been very careful to avoid it AND the song Let it Go. But maybe I should give it a chance? Should I "Let It Go?"
Frozen is not that bad. I actually quite enjoy it. It shows the power of Family and how to deal with Depression.
But if you really don’t wanna watch it but want Disney Movies with good Messages I recomend:
Zootopia - Talks about RacismMoana - Learning how to follow your dreamsBig Hero 6 - Learning to grieve after death
For the Ficlet giveaway: Vet Clinic AU + FitzSimmons in honor of Iain's days playing Young James Herriot
@ronandhermy said: Drabble prompt: The debate over what type of pet to get rages on.
what a cute idea, using YJH for inspiration! I also included the second prompt, too, because it seemed to go so well. ;-)Anniversary Ficlet 2/8.Rated G. FitzSimmons. Vet Clinic AU.
Jemma sighed and rolled her eyes to the side so she was staring pointedly at her husband and fellow veterinary clinic co-owner. “It’s never going to happen.”
Hands busily trying to fix his newest diagnostic machine, Fitz let out a grumble that bordered on a whine. “But if we just advertised in the right places –”
“Zoos don’t bring monkeys to ordinary clinics, Fitz! That’s not how they work!” She threw up her hands, nearly letting the lab coat she was holding fly across the room in her incredulity.
Generally, Fitz took care of the clinic’s technological research and development while Jemma headed up the veterinary duties (along with her assistants), but they both worked together on the actual operation of the clinic itself. That necessitated discussions about the kinds of clients they attracted and accepted (an equal mix of high-end clientele and free care for those who could not afford the kind of treatments their pets certainly deserved). Today, Fitz had apparently decided that they should angle for more monkey clientele, and Jemma was torn between being amused and vaguely exasperated by this idea that he’d taken to like a barnacle to basalt.
“I was just thinking,” he continued as if she hadn’t spoken, and she fought to keep a grin off her lips, “that if you got to examine one, I could help!”
“You don’t like the veterinary part of our job,” she reminded him, and he waved a dismissive hand at her.
“I wouldn’t do anything, y’know, with fluids, or – or needles. But what if they need to be calmed down? Monkeys can have high levels of anxiety, y’know, just like humans, and I could be very helpful with that. Give them bananas and that sort of thing.” With a little flourish, he finished making his adjustments and turned to her with a wide-eyed look of hope that almost made her want to give in. Almost. “You’re always saying we need to diversify our clients, to keep the rich ones comin’ so we can afford to treat the rest. People who have monkeys have gotta be rich, right?”
Warmth spread briefly through Jemma’s chest, and once he’d put down his screwdriver she reached out to take Fitz’s hand, feeling their wedding bands slide coolly against each others’ skin. He had been the one to suggest focusing on finding ways to treat pets whose owners couldn’t afford to pay, and even if sometimes his ideas centered around slightly unrealistic things (like an unceasing desire to befriend at least one monkey in his lifetime), his heart truly was always in the right place.
“We can look into exotic pet stores on the east coast,” she said slowly, and his face lit up in excitement. “And you can call the National Zoo, if you want, although I still don’t think that will be fruitful. We can go from there once we have more information.”
“Brilliant,” Fitz breathed, stepping quickly forward to wrap his hands around her arms and plant an enthusiastic kiss on her mouth. “You’re the best.”
“I know,” she retorted cheekily, and leaned up for a sweeter, slower kiss, taking advantage of their rare moment of solitude at the busy clinic. “I wouldn’t agree if I didn’t love you quite so much.”
“I know,” he parroted, her gentle whack on his shoulder not diminishing the brightness of his smile. “And when we go to Borneo for the holidays next year –”
“Ugh, Fitz!” Jemma exclaimed, twisting away from him and towards the door as she figured out his true ulterior motive. “We’re not bringing home a monkey!”
“I’m just saying the extra experience in care wouldn’t hurt.” He traipsed cheerfully behind her, swiftly reaching out to grab the door handle before she could do so and gallantly holding it open for her. “After you, Dr. Simmons-Fitz.”
Sighing, Jemma shook her head as she strode past him into the main room. “You owe me a massage.” She paused before they got anywhere near their other employees, and waited for him to catch up before she spoke again. “A full body one. Feet, too.”
Fitz’s grin morphed from childish glee to something far more mischievous. “At your service.”
I just thought of a book for your consideration. "The Mystery of Marriage" by Mike Mason is one of the best books on the subject of how marriage is a metaphor for Christ and the Church. His writing style is so personal and compelling, sometimes poetic. I highly recommend it, after you finish all the other wonderful selections you have so far, of course. It isn't available for free but you can read the some of it on Amazon. Thanks for being a light on Tumblr!
Hello!
Awwww thank you! I’m just here to spread the message of God’s love.
Thank you for recommending this! I love Amazon, so I’ll look it up.
