I have decided on a new commenting technique: pasting my favourite bits down here as they happen, so that I don't lose them when I copy and then the NEXT stupidly funny thing happens. Because your brain is awesome, man.
"It's a giant cookie. I thought you could dip it in your redunculously oversized coffee mug and pretend you were a pixie." Tony grinned, imagining the scene. "Or, you know, you could just eat it. Say thank you, McGee."
;slakjf;lkjdl;ksjaglkjg I LOVE THIS MENTAL IMAGE OMG.
Tony made a note: internal monologue has developed mechanical fault. Please fix ASAP.
That's kind of adorable in the McGee is his home cinema guy kinda way. Like, FIX MY INTERNAL MONOLOGUE, McGEEK! *eyebrow*
Love the idea of Tony not doing so well by himself, it's making me ponder fic in which Tim is forced to leave him alone in his apartment. >:D
And forget about the earlier cup of guilt, now someone had driven him blindfolded to the guilt factory, dumped his struggling body in the big gloopy guilt vat and was holding his head under.
HOW DO YOU EVEN COME UP WITH THIS STUFF? Your thought train is just a blinkin' wonder to behold, I am so jealous. ♥!!!!
Tony'd rather have full-on hate than vague not-quite-emotions that meant that he just wasn't enough.
oh love. Love love love love love could this be more perfect? Oh Tony.
"I had my eye on a nice retirement community in Chestertown." So, fine, maybe he was missing all the big words, but Tim was smart, he'd figure it out.
OH MY GOD. YOU HAVE KILLED ME. I AM A LITTLE GRASS COVERED HUMP OF NNY.
This is the most stupidly adorable brilliantly in character ficlet ever. I think I love you.
EEEEE! Thank you! It makes me so happy that you zeroed in on most of my favourite parts. I'm either doing something right or we have same brain. Either way it's a win.
Love the idea of Tony not doing so well by himself, it's making me ponder fic in which Tim is forced to leave him alone in his apartment. >:D
I endorse this plan! *chinhands at you*
HOW DO YOU EVEN COME UP WITH THIS STUFF?
This is what living in my head is like. It's...not always useful. :D
"It's a giant cookie. I thought you could dip it in your redunculously oversized coffee mug and pretend you were a pixie." Tony grinned, imagining the scene. "Or, you know, you could just eat it. Say thank you, McGee."
;slakjf;lkjdl;ksjaglkjg I LOVE THIS MENTAL IMAGE OMG.
Tony made a note: internal monologue has developed mechanical fault. Please fix ASAP.
That's kind of adorable in the McGee is his home cinema guy kinda way. Like, FIX MY INTERNAL MONOLOGUE, McGEEK! *eyebrow*
Love the idea of Tony not doing so well by himself, it's making me ponder fic in which Tim is forced to leave him alone in his apartment. >:D
'boredboredboredblahdaddyissuesboredexhibitionisttendenciesboredboredsecretfantasylifeasabondgirl''
I do not have enough arms for my flail.
And forget about the earlier cup of guilt, now someone had driven him blindfolded to the guilt factory, dumped his struggling body in the big gloopy guilt vat and was holding his head under.
HOW DO YOU EVEN COME UP WITH THIS STUFF? Your thought train is just a blinkin' wonder to behold, I am so jealous. ♥!!!!
Tony'd rather have full-on hate than vague not-quite-emotions that meant that he just wasn't enough.
oh love. Love love love love love could this be more perfect? Oh Tony.
"I had my eye on a nice retirement community in Chestertown." So, fine, maybe he was missing all the big words, but Tim was smart, he'd figure it out.
OH MY GOD. YOU HAVE KILLED ME. I AM A LITTLE GRASS COVERED HUMP OF NNY.
This is the most stupidly adorable brilliantly in character ficlet ever. I think I love you.
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Love the idea of Tony not doing so well by himself, it's making me ponder fic in which Tim is forced to leave him alone in his apartment. >:D
I endorse this plan! *chinhands at you*
HOW DO YOU EVEN COME UP WITH THIS STUFF?
This is what living in my head is like. It's...not always useful. :D
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