If Watson had first met Moriarty ( Read more... )

"MY FRIENDS!" Thor's voice boomed from the hallway. "WHO WOULD LIKE SOME STOLEN EGGS?"

"POACHED, THOR," Clint yelled back.

"INDEED!"


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I cried. I cried over a fanfic. It tore my heart out and it is a cliffhanger. Oh god... It updated in early September. I'm in pain pergotory.


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"Good thing Tony's good at cheating. Even better that he has Loki with him, who is clearly good at overthrowing the table, burning all the cards and shooting the other players before making off with their valuables if all else fails ( Read more... )

Can I just say that I really love the mental image if this sentence? Because I do. It is so cute and expressive and quirky; I couldn't help but smile.
"Tony is pacing like only he could: he's sort of… flying while pacing, repulsor blasts timed precisely to keep him at an even height as he walks around. He looks like he's walking on air."

Your pokegear rings; it is your best friend. She invites you to her and her father's house to have a sleep over. You ask your father, who is engrossed in a book on legendary dogs, if it is possible. He says yes and adds that it is an overdue visit. He mumbles something about two birds and turns the page. The air is cold on the mountain, but you are ( Read more... )