Jake spends many long nights at the museum. It keeps him busy. It stops him from going home (but not really home. His home is in a different millenia. His home is somewhere out of reach. His home is someone he catches a glimpse of in the street but disappears before he can catch them).
Eventually it's him and Brooke spending long nights at the museum. Jake's gotten into the habit, and Brooke teases him about how all this time has past and he still hasn't changed. She supposes having company keeps him sane. It keeps her sane. She doesn't want to be alone in their home (as if that's actually home. She can't find it in her to call that home because it's not. It's just the place they live because their home is in these boxes Jake surrounds himself in. Home is the fleeting memory of soft curls and brown eyes, home is the ghost of her lips on her neck/forehead/hand/lips)
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sorry i haven't been around much lovies ! back in uni you know what that means 👊👊💥💥back to that MOTHERFUCKIN GRIND ‼️‼️
BUT i want to get my info pages for S0kka and Haru ( @nagititiis follow me there rn ) tonight..thats what i'm aiming for
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Absolute scenes at the ballpark tonight while the SF Giants left their entire roster on base.
Me: so, if Yaz is out, do the Yaz Girlies become other girlies? like are there Conforto girlies?
My friend: no, there are only Yaz Girlies. like, no one else. just Yaz Girlies.
[We contemplate the solid, unchanging state of being a Yaz Girlie.]
Me: Sometimes I walk around my house saying “Yaz Girlie” out loud to make myself laugh.
My friend: I’m so glad this has brought you as much joy as it has brought me.
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honestly i really do get the appeal of having separate bedrooms even when in a serious relationship/marriage/partnership. i love having my own space to retreat to. a nest i can tuck myself away into. i love being able to decorate my room exactly how i want it and not having to compromise to someone else’s taste - it’s a space specifically designed to be as relaxing as possible FOR ME. and i don’t think that i’d lose that just bcus i fall in love with someone. and i don’t want THEM to compromise on that shit either, i want them to have their perfect personal sanctuary as well. and it’s not like we can’t set foot in each other’s rooms or spend nights in each other’s beds it’s just - it’s the knowledge that you have that nest. that when you need that retreat, it’s there. there’s so much weird stigma and judgement about what separate rooms must say about the state of your relationship but like. no i get it i absolutely get it.
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