The impossibly cute model who looks like Dany from Game of Thrones is at life drawing today and I wore scrubby morning clothes aaaaahhhhhhh
I CAN’T EVEN FIND AN APPROPRIATE GIF BECAUSE I’M ON MY DUMB PHONE
- Stephen: So I think maybe it's a scientific constant that, despite resistance, any Avengers fanfiction slowly trends towards gay fucking.
- Stephen: Like, you can get into it with the noblest intentions, but if you just keep writing and writing--by page, like, 200? Two dicks will have touched.
- Stephen: That's why Jack Chick made his Avengers tract so short. It was getting too hot.
- Brendan: Makes sense, makes sense.
- Stephen: "Tony, putting your faith in technology is a sin."
- Stephen: "I guess I'm just a sinner then, Bruce. I guess.... we... THE END"
- Brendan: "Natasha, the way you dress is a splinter in the eye of God."
- Brendan: "You're right, Nick. I'll leave, and join a nunnery."
- Brendan: "Praise Jesus. She's gone! Now Thor, get your ass over here and" THE END
(Reblogged from pancakestein)
Polarized light through millimeter-thick ice crystals formed in microgravity on the International Space Station. That astronaut Don Pettit blogged about. In microgravity on the International Space Station.
Run children! Life finds a waaaaaaay!
thor/hulk fanfiction
Thor and Bruce Banner were in a room somewhere, and then for some reason they decided to kiss. They did kiss, and it was so great! I gotta tell ya, they were really having a good time with that.
“With science I’ve learned that when two hot guys kiss it’s better than regular kissing” Bruce confessed after they were done with the kissing. “It’s like, double kissing.”
“In Asgard we call it Thy Kiss Of Double or something,” agreed Thor, in an old-timey way.
That’s when their dicks got involved and the party started.
created by joss whedon
There is basically no better way to end/begin a story than the penultimate sentence here.
It was the nightmare of real things, the fallen wonder of the world. That’s when their dicks got involved and the party started.
The sky over the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. That’s when their dicks got involved and the party started.
He loved Big Brother. That’s when their dicks got involved and the party started.
i’m just saying this shit is deliberate brendan!!! don’t think i can’t see through your ways!!!
JUST BECAUSE IT’S TRANSPARENT DOESN’T MEAN IT WON’T WORK
(Source: magnoliapearl)
Floor 77
“THOU DRINKEST WELL, CLINTON BARTON THE HAWK’S EYE,” said Thor. “I HATH A GREAT FONDNESS FOR YOUR EARTH WHISKEY! WHERE IS THE LIGHT SWITCH I CANNOT FIND THE LIGHT SWITCH.” He crashed around for a while.
Clint stood, only swaying a little, letting his pupils dilate. “I asked Tony for a dark target range,” he enunciated, “for practice. Zen archery.” He smiled. “You can use it too. For Zen… Zen hammer.”
“SO BE IT! TO ME, MJÖLNIR!” The hammer, also slightly drunk, flipped a table and a rack of bows trying to find him.
“Here. Close your eyes. Trust me.” Clint put his hands on Thor’s waist and turned him. “The target is that way. Okay?”
“OKAY.” The god’s skin ran hot, fever-hot, and he smelled like oiled gold and clean sweat. His beard brushed Clint’s forehead.
“Then I pick up my bow.” Clint shifted his grip. “And you pick up your hammer.” He found Thor’s bracer—like his own, but different—and guided his hand down the shaft.
Their breath burned, in their throats and the darkness.
“THIS IS NOT THE HAMMER,” Thor boomed slyly.
Floor 78
“You used to do weapons demos in the Middle East two, three times a year, Tony,” said Bruce. “You can fly there under your own power now. You’re telling me you never had lamb on pita?”
“I had it! I didn’t know what it was called!”
“It’s called shawarma.”
“Well I know that now, I—are you doing a thing here?” Tony flicked overlays from the light table to a ring of translucent screens and frowned at him. “Are you making a point about provocation?”
“Nobody likes to be provoked,” said Bruce with that little wounded smile.
Tony whipped a very expensive pen at his face. Bruce caught it, left-handed, almost without flinching.
“You like it a little,” said Tony.
