So at random someone emailed me this. They got the quote off something I tweeted yesterday.
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I am very flattered and deeply amused.
Not going to deny, this picture is just… oooh, so dreadfully delightful!
So at random someone emailed me this. They got the quote off something I tweeted yesterday.
twitter.com/gdfalksen
I am very flattered and deeply amused.
Um. Yes, well - I do admit to having a soft spot for supervillains, myself. So often they are passionate, full of drive and desire and the will to change things! Very attractive. When they look like this… oh my. The tea I serve isn’t the only thing steaming, and I do hope you understand me.
From this week’s New Yorker style issue; by John O’Brien. Buy a print here.
Aelfie!!!!
How does getting fitted for a wedding gown and hanging out with my Best Beloveds make me so tired? Woke up from a nap, ate some dinner and listened to children play outside - Mad Scientist housemate had a lovely party, with grilled food for the devouring and Nerf weapons for the maurading - and now I’m ready to sleep again.
*sigh*
It is getting better. Slowly.
“…family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten.”
Eight months, and they’ve all slept in each other’s rooms.
Not slept like slept, but slept slept. Like-
They sleep, okay? As in, sleeping. Without anything else.
At first, it’s just Clint and Tash- and yes, they might have possibly been doing ‘something else.’
They had been the closest ones in the team. They had history, they leaned into each other when they stood together, they fought like clockwork, they snapped into place, easy as breathing.
It’s had been the same with Tony and Bruce- ‘science buddies,’ Tony had said. They had stayed up until three, arguing over the properties of different elements, and they’re both is still working on making Badassium.
The name is Tony’s idea.
Of course.
The lines start blurring almost immediately, almost automatically.
Thor is- well, Thor. He smashes his mugs for the first few mornings, has Natasha teach him how to use hair curlers (which Tony still isn’t over and he has pictures on his phone to prove it), and flies through the bases with Jane.
Natasha flosses her teeth with quick flicks that could probably kill a man, spars with everyone and kicks every single one of their asses, learns how to calm a pissed-off Hulk down and sings in Russian when she’s either half-asleep, concussed or on pain meds.
Steve uses the method of type-and-peck on his phone, on his laptop, on basically everything until he gets the hang of it, mostly thanks to Tony and his long rants that can go on for hours.
Clint teases Tony about his greying hair, Bruce hides all the liquor, they all pretend not to hear the loud moaning from Clint’s (often dubbed ‘and Natasha’s’) room, Thor breaks things, Natasha accidentally switches accents when she’s not paying attention, and Steve figures out how to lure Tony from his workshop via too-strong coffee and sometimes dragging him.
Suddenly, they actually find that they’re enjoying themselves.
They lean over each other to get the salt, jostling elbows, flinging their legs over one another’s torso’s as they watch TV.
Sleeping in each other’s rooms happens mostly accidentally- sometimes they just talk until hey, I’m just going to rest my eyes for a moment, sometimes it’s late and none of them want to admit that they don’t want the nightmares, sometimes it’s just after a battle and they can’t be bothered moving the extra six metres to their own rooms.
And then sometimes, Tony’s talking about something that Steve doesn’t care about and is flooded with a sudden holy crap I want to kiss you so much I am so incredibly in love with you that propels him forwards and makes his mouth land on Tony’s.
Which then leads him to freak out, spluttering wildly as Tony gapes at him for a few seconds before yanking him back towards him and kissing him silent.
OH FUCK. First the Lilo & Stitch quote AND THEN that ficlet?! How about I just set myself on fire while we’re at it?
Two for one special!
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