lemon boy

“Oh, what is this party over here?

“Who are you?!”

“This is ___. I found them while I was in a tree.”

“Here is to having more children fall through our rabbit holes.”

“Clean cups everyone!”

“She’s doing her kegels.”

“I’m photosynthesizing!”

“I need a god damn writing desk!”

“Fucking acid reflux is putting me in a bad mood.”

“Stop fertilizing at the table!”

“Take your chair with you.”

“Who the fuck let him down the rabbit hole?”

“I’m gonna shit on your dreams!”

“I think ___ is possessed.”

“A fucking spooksperson!”

“God damn acid reflux…”

“Well, this looks familiar.”

“All of a sudden it smells like gorilla.”

“Be careful– I SAID, ‘BE CAREFUL’!”

“Sit down, I’m tired of your shit.”

“Would you like some tea? Grab a damn cup.”

“I just wanna eat some ass!”

“You think you’re funny? Do you think you’re fucking funny?”

“We’re all out of cookies!”

“Hello! Y’all fell down the wrong rabbit hole.”

“Nobody ever says ‘hello’ back.”

“Have you been on craigslist again?”

“Don’t trust her. She’s hiding things.”

“I think we have an extra passenger.”

“I’m late. That’s all you need to know. I’m late.”

“The sun is going down and the flowers are starting to wilt.”

“I got more chairs!”

“I haven’t been laid in weeks.”

“I win!”

“I just want some fucking tea!”

“There’s literally shit everywhere.”

Flowing coat glittering with frost, Alveus privately acknowledged the beginning of his second winter upon the Earth. Having escaped his prison, he’d surfaced in a world that had long since passed him by. HYDRA had fallen, the Kree were gone, and those Inhumans left had been scattered across the globe, far from his reach and unattainable.

This cruel separation from his kin was more rending than his centuries upon Maveth ever had been. Never had they been so tantalizingly within reach- a world, a potential network of connection awaiting him, if only he had the means to unite them. Alas he did not. He’d only narrowly escaped S.H.I.E.L.D. in their attempts to capture him, and he knew it would be wise to retreat to the shadows for the time being. 

Very well- he’d resolved. If he could not unite them, he would protect them. Just as he’d been meant to from the beginning. He would eliminate the threats, be they human or Kree.

How he hated the word. Hive bit back a scathing curse and set off in the direction of the temporary military outpost he’d been en route to for the past half a day. A particular signal emanating from the location had been faint, but undeniably alien. 

If there were Kree present, he would kill them. If there were human conspirators, he would kill them too. He had no intention of showing mercy, especially not when he was famished so.

Trudging through the snow, he managed a bitter smile. Though he had fallen far since he’d last set foot upon this Earth, the elation of bloodshed that would soon flood him would be efficacious in drowning out this ceaseless, cold misery. 

They wouldn’t see him coming. They never did. 

It had been a while since Deke had been captured by Hale. He wasn’t sure how long it was, but it had to have been at least a month. Maybe two? Maybe three? 

Hale had captured him after learning that he was inhuman. After he was bought into her secret base, she had tortured him and brainwashed him beyond breaking point.

He didn’t want to betray his grandparents. Not at first anyway. But Hale had pushed him to the point he no longer wanted anything to do with SHIELD. To the point he despised them. Deke didn’t know this, but she implanted lies into his brain, made him believe that SHIELD doesn’t care about him.

Despite what Hale had told Deke, he wanted to leave this place, not to return to SHIELD but to be free. 

And he was planning his escape, and as long as he played along.

these  are  some  of  my  favourite  quotes  i  found  on   pinterest   ,   that  are  either  on  boards  of  mine  or  i’ve  seen  on  friends  their  boards.   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  if  needed.

jemmaqueenofspace‌:

Jemma sat down by him and smiled at him softly. “I’m not too busy for you.” She said patting his knee. “You can talk to me about anything- you know that right?”

“I know,” Deke sighed, “are you sure you want to know? It involves, uh. My mother.” He gave a slight smile before it fell again.

“Oh,” Well that was a complication and it caused her to knit her brow. Now that they were no longer trapped in a loop she felt like she could hear about the woman since it was unlikely she would ever even exist now- Deke probably didn’t want to hear that. It made it easier on her imagining her as some possibility in another timeline instead of the daughter she was going to have, but Deke would probably want to imagine her existing right?

jemmaqueenofspace‌:

“Beyond just inside the door.” Jemma replied. “I’m asking for permission to join you for a little bit, relax, sit down. Talk.”

“Yeah, you can join me for a bit.” Deke nodded, scooting over for Jemma to sit also. He wasn’t sure how to talk about this issue. “My issues don’t need to be talked about, they’re in the past, I want them to stay that way, although they do linger now and then. But again, you don’t need- want to know.” Deke sighed but gave a slight smile towards the end. “You aren’t busy though right?”

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Jemma watched him try to keep a smile on his face and fail. The impulse to reach out and put her hand on his shoulder was a strong one but- she didn’t know if it would be welcome. “May I come in?”

Deke turned to her feeling confused with what she said, not getting phrases. “But you’re already in my room?” He asked, tilting his head.

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“Good,” Jemma said when he replied that he hadn’t tasted lipton. “There are some things you don’t want to get used to- you have the option, you don’t need to eat moss and lake monster.” The line came out as a joke without her thinking about it. “I have some biscuits hidden in the kitchen as well, now if only we had watercress I could make us some sandwiches and we could have ourselves a nice tea time.”

“Cookies. You mean cookies, right?” Deke asked, referring to the biscuits. He was still getting used to varying terms, and well, he heard of them a lot more as “cookies”.

unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly‌:

Fitz took out a q-tip with antiseptic and started gingerly running it over the cut. “If you’re bein’ targeted for some reason, we need to know.” His fingers slipped a little, and the swab fell on the ground, prompting an exasperated and defeated sigh as he started opening a new one. “Long as you weren’t dealin’ hard drugs, I can probably find a way around whatever happened, an excuse to tell Jemma when she asks.”

Deke hissed in pain at the antiseptic on the cut, “ow!” He yelped, looking at his wound then watching the swab fall to the floor.

“I’m not doing or dealing drugs, man. Well, maybe weed a couple of times but I don’t think weed is a hard drug. It’s not, right?” Deke asked, his amateur world experience showing again.

Fitz sighed exasperatedly.  “Okay, first off, i’s not.  Second off, it is largely illegal, an’ I dunno how many castles you tell me you can buy, if you ge’ caught, I’m no’ gonna bail you out, no’ because I wouldn’ want to–” Although there was definitely a little of that– “But because I don’ have the means to.  I appreciate tha’ you wanna experience everythin’ this time period has to offer, but I would one hundred percent no’ recommend prison, and I’m speakin’ from personal experience.  Feel free to go to a state where tha’s legal.  I don’ approve of heavy use, but I’m no’ gonna come down hard on you for it unless i’ ruins your life.”  He didn’t even realize he was lecturing as he was swabbing.  “I’ve seen substance abuse ruin people, I’m no’ gonna let anyone I know get caught up in that.”

jemmaqueenofspace‌:

“I know it must be a lot to take in- The world is so much bigger than your used to and runs in such different ways…” She babbled a little hoping to prompt him to do some talking. “I just- I want you to know that I understand that. Being overwhelmed- and you can talk to me.”

“It is a lot.” Deke nodded, his fake smile fell a bit before regaining it. “I know, thanks.” He nodded again before his smile also fell again. He wanted to talk to her but how could she deal with his burden?

unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly‌:

Fitz took out a q-tip with antiseptic and started gingerly running it over the cut. “If you’re bein’ targeted for some reason, we need to know.” His fingers slipped a little, and the swab fell on the ground, prompting an exasperated and defeated sigh as he started opening a new one. “Long as you weren’t dealin’ hard drugs, I can probably find a way around whatever happened, an excuse to tell Jemma when she asks.”

Deke hissed in pain at the antiseptic on the cut, “ow!” He yelped, looking at his wound then watching the swab fall to the floor.

“I’m not doing or dealing drugs, man. Well, maybe weed a couple of times but I don’t think weed is a hard drug. It’s not, right?” Deke asked, his amateur world experience showing again.

Fitz sighed exasperatedly.  “Okay, first off, i’s not.  Second off, it is largely illegal, an’ I dunno how many castles you tell me you can buy, if you ge’ caught, I’m no’ gonna bail you out, no’ because I wouldn’ want to–” Although there was definitely a little of that– “But because I don’ have the means to.  I appreciate tha’ you wanna experience everythin’ this time period has to offer, but I would one hundred percent no’ recommend prison, and I’m speakin’ from personal experience.  Feel free to go to a state where tha’s legal.  I don’ approve of heavy use, but I’m no’ gonna come down hard on you for it unless i’ ruins your life.”  He didn’t even realize he was lecturing as he was swabbing.  “I’ve seen substance abuse ruin people, I’m no’ gonna let anyone I know get caught up in that.”

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buggerlemons‌:

“You may be my nan but we are similar ages,” Deke gave a smirk, before walking back to Jemma, “a cup of tea does sound tempting though, have to say.”

“Still your nan,” Jemma replied, “Come on then, I’ll show you how to make a proper cup of tea- I can only assume these American’s have nearly ruined you with their lipton.” She turned to walk with him toward the kitchen. 

“Never said you weren’t.” Deke gave a smile before following Jemma. “I don’t think I’ve tasted Lipton. Still have a lot to try.” He pointed out, “but British tea is nice.” He followed Jemma.