ᴡᴇʟʟ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴀᴍɴᴇᴅ.

        i honestly fucking love how hive upgraded from one tv. to three tvs. to fucking ten tvs. he’s living the fucking life down there to be honest.

        whines because i need a theme for this blog. more whining because i’m too lazy to make one. so i’m just gonna chill with the basic shit for now. even though it keeps fucking up cause i’m changing dash icons. RIP.

        ALRIGHT. i’m going to go make icons of this dickhead here. because i forgot to do that. and i forgot this blog was a thing. but i want to keep him going ? so um... mutual’s can like this for a starter that i’ll work on in a bit.

        hopefully i can make some icons from the new episode and get those starters posted.... hopefully. i’m been busy as fuck on peggy. but i want to mess up people’s feelings on this blog c:

        it stared at the FIGURE in front of him, eyebrow arching as eyes scan him up and down, catching sight of the metallic object HELD tightly in his hand. cameras, grant ward didn’t like cameras, cameras could RUIN his cover, ruin the entire mission, grant ward didn’t like cameras. stepped closer, slender finger pointed out towards it, the FROWN growing across bruise and sunken in face.        ❝ you MIGHT want to get rid of that. ❞

        okay so i need to get this blog up and running. so mutuals, like this for a STARTER, that i’ll work on throughout the day. since i’ll be switching between here and peggy.

      ❝ i THINK i died three months ago, when the sun KISSED earth goodbye. cause my mind hasn’t spoken ever SINCE. and my lips have been shut dry. ever since the trees have been STRIPED of their beauty well so have i. the cold wind blows against me and my could SOUL. this may all be the reason why. three months ago i felt ALIVE. i fell in love with a soul so blue. had arms live waves that SWALLOWED me whole and therefore i became blue too. grew flowers all around me but the cold wind has murdered them dry. and now this blue soul has left, left without a GOODBYE. ❞                       written by chloe. est. 11th december 2015. rebotted. 5th march 2016.                                              (used to be hollowcdout.tumblr.com)

       ❝ seems like coulson did a TERRIBLE job at finishing it. ❞        it began to smirk, taking a slow STEADY step closer to him again and moving his head once again more to the side. staring at the scot in front of him. his SCREAMS back on that planet never seemed to die down in the back of its mind. the screech just to leave the vessel and get off the planet.        ❝ ...i was ABLE to follow you both through before it closed. had to STAY hidden... couldn’t have coulson finding out i survived his attempt to KILL me. ❞

       ❝ ................................................................. ❞                              ❝ get out. ❞

       ❝ ... what ?  ❞       it began to frown as it watched her, its head slowly tilting to the side and allowing the sound of the neck CRACKING to pulse. while it began to move under his skin, VISIBLE to the public eye as it moved location within its new vessel.       ❝ something FAR worse... ❞

       ❝ jemma ----- ❞        it began. as its lifeless EYES began to look her up and down. forgetting for a moment that it was CURRENTLY possessing the body of grant ward. not will daniels... THAT plan had gone down the flames. literally. seems like her little FRIEND, the ex-friend of its currently vessel had MADE sure that the body of daniels never made it through the portal. but it had a never way to get through and it damn well took it.        ❝ ...did fitz get back SAFELY ? ❞        make her believe... that was the goal. make anyone believe that ward DID survive, somehow. but some sort of miracle. just to get the INFORMATION it needed.