#hecalledmeflowers

[theredhandedfather]

hecalledmeflowers

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“Just a turn of phrase.”

He frowns. “There has to be something I can preoccupy myself with, surely.” Something other than sleep, please. He feels like he’d just vibrate himself out of the bed if he tried to lay down. 

“...Is there anything you need help with?”

[agentjadelance]

‘’I’m not Skye”

with @hecalledmeflowers

Jade was about to enter a coffee shop,Unaware she was spotted by a particular Girl in a Flower dress. The Long Haired brunette only went to the coffee place to remove some memories of her head or at least block them,it was haunting the girl.

[shellofalovingmother]

“There's blame to share."

@hecalledmeflowers

[technicalis]

@hecalledmeflowers  ┊ ┊  ╳

“How is it you’re not married?”

           ❝  I don’t know if you’ve noticed, (or why you even care, really)                       but I’ve been with Shield since I was a kid. Hardly the time                                           or place for something like that.  ❞

[constantlyquibbling]

Please stop coming onto my blogs and sending me messages about Linds. It's exhausting and upsetting. This isn't my fight, and given that I don't know you and she's been nothing but nice in the few interactions we've had, you and your friends, though I suspect you're just one person with many blogs, coming and trying to convince me on anon is beyond ridiculous. You're being incredibly hateful and I don't want any part in your war. Please leave me alone.

I’m not “coming onto” (sic) your blogs. I haven’t sent you messages. You are the one who helped Lindsay pretend to be Ziya though. lindsayfussell told me about you. You’re here trying to clear your own name, I assume. It’s too late for that. You need to back up and stop acting like it’s not your problem when there is proof you helped Lindsay send anons and pretend to be Z. Imagine how exhausting and upsetting is it for all the people you and Lindsay are hurting by doing what you do. We’re not all one person, but if it helps you sleep at night, I am all right with you thinking that.

[iwantedflowers]

Supportive // Klara & Raina

@hecalledmeflowers continued from here.

“See you always do this! You say you’ll support me and then you piss on my idea.” Klara sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “I’ve got friends now Raina; friends that aren’t you and so what they want to run around and play superhero what’s wrong with that?”

[swayedquake-blog]

╚ @hecalledmeflowers liked for a starter  

“Yeah, can I help you?” The  girl crossed her arms belatedly, with a quick fix to her posture. She straightened up to seem taller, more confident in herself than the waiver in her voice had let on. Her eyes trailed up and down over the woman, sizing up what exactly she was up against--if she could figure that part out at all. The flowered dress was unnerving  people still wore cheesy flowers on dresses like that?? but it was the cunning half smile the woman wore--both confident and mysterious is what kept Daisy’s attention. Daisy was skilled at such a smirk herself...except it wasn’t her executing it from her playbook. The woman seemingly had come out of nowhere, catching Daisy off guard at the false thought she had gotten away safely when a pickpocket attempt went bad. Daisy didn’t know how she had tracked her down ( she was better at getting away than that. ) or if  she ad followed her here to her spot. Maybe they had crossed paths before? Stolen from her once or twice? But one thing for certain, she wasn’t used to being the intimidated one. And much worse, being the dull fish hooked in by someone else’s string of words.  “What is it that you want from me?”

[hesparks-archive-blog]

[text] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life. ~from hecalledmeflowers

[TFLN meme]

[text: Raina] But what if I want the live play by play?[text: Raina] Just do the voice to text thing and I’ll figure out the context later.[text: Raina] Can’t you just look into the future and spoil yourself? Because that would be pretty awesome.

[superspyxward-blog]

Shared Solace  ||  Grant~Raina

We are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip. (Bonus: “So I guess we share this hotel room?”)   [ meme ]

hecalledmeflowers

Initially, Grant hadn’t wanted to attend the field trip. For one, he still had a lot of paperwork to fill after his most recent mission in the agency. Second, he hadn’t done this before. Hence, he did not know what he was to do if ever he decided to attend. But despite those two reasons, there was a bigger, more important motivation that finally pushed him to agree with it: his daughter. Spending time with her and coming with her for this school trip was the only way he knew he could make up for all the time he hadn’t been a good dad to her.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love his daughter, Lynn. Truth be told, she was his gem, his treasure, his only remaining light in the otherwise dark life he was living. He loved her very much, but he didn’t know how he could show it. Every time he tried, there was only one thing he remembered: her mother. At night, before bed, he would always plan how he would spend the next day with her, how he would personally drive her to school as opposed to having the driver do it. And then he’d fetch her after work as well. But the next morning, the moment his eyes landed on the little girl, standing there, looking so much like Kara, he just couldn’t find the courage anymore. He would fold in on himself again, letting the day pass without being a proper father to her, which was why he was now in this situation. In his attempt to make it up to his daughter, he agreed to attend the school trip.  Sadly, there was a bigger problem.

There had been a mistake in the booking of the hotel rooms. And now he was stuck sharing one room with a complete stranger--the mother of one of the other kids. This was a big problem because he was having enough trouble with his nightmares in his own room. He didn’t think the woman deserved to be woken up in the middle of the night by his screams.

“You can take the bed,” he said, eyes not meeting the woman’s. “I’ll just take the couch.” All the while, he was already planning to not sleep at all. Better awake than bother the woman with his nightmares.

[catstanford]

hecalledmeflowers [x]

“I’m guessing you forgot to check the weather this morning?” Raina remarked, a faintly teasing smile hovering at her lips. She looked the soaking wet woman up and down, then offered her the umbrella. “Look, I’m headed to this cafe around the corner. You’re… welcome to join me? Unless, of course, you have a very important meeting with the water in your shoes…”

Cat was having the day from hell. Everything that could have gone wrong had done and getting caught out in the pouring rain was really just the last straw. When she heard the teasing voice, she looked up, ready to snap at whoever thought this was so funny. Seeing the umbrella held out towards her though, she quickly backtracked. “Oh, no, thank you but I couldn’t possib-” A crack of thunder interrupted her and as the woman suggested she join her, Cat realised how good getting warm and dry sounded. “Thank you, you’re... thank you.”

[theredhandedfather]

"We’ll stick to our story.”

He blinks at her. Blinks at the man slumped on the floor with what’s left of his face.“Which one?” 

[scaredandhungry-archived]

Hitting Meme: "You know, I have to admit, I'm actually pretty glad Simmons got swallowed up by that rock. Y'know what would be even better? If we let it get Skye too!" ~from hecalledmeflowers

You've got the entirety of one ask to try and get my character to hit yours.

Fitz pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to call upon any restraint he thought he might possess. But it wasn’t enough. He spun around to face Raina, hitting her hard across the face.

[liveinthegrays-blog]

hecalledmeflowers

"So... I was expecting to surprise Renée, but now I'm the one surprised. Who are you?"

[drjonnycrane-blog]

✝ wish ~from hecalledmeflowers

The pages the words are written on are a bit yellowed, but the spidery handwriting is still the same, if a bit less controlled. It was written by a sputtering, leaky pen held in the thin hand of a fifteen year old boy, laying under a threadbare blanket clutching dim flashlight. It reads, I’m not even sure why I’m even writing this. It’s kind of stupid, really. But I keep thinking about it, so maybe writing it down will get it out of my head. Here it is: I wish that I could go to the movie theater downtown. I’ve never been. Granny says the things they show there are sinful, and teenagers that go there only use it as an excuse to pet each other and do even worse things than that. But I hear the others in my grade talk about the newest releases and the smell of the greasy popcorn, and I think I’d like to go even once. It wouldn’t matter that I don’t have anyone to go with. 

Maybe I’ll sneak in sometime. I heard Jerry in English class talking about having done that multiple times and he never got caught. I don’t know. That’s all I’ve been thinking about. It’ sounds even more dumb now that I’ve put it down on the page. At least I wrote it down so it might not bother me anymore.(Ask for an unfulfilled wish or a sad memory from Jon.)