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<\/a>hp_halloween<\/b><\/a><\/span> 2012, for ![](\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&v=915\")
<\/a>bluemermaid<\/b><\/a><\/span>. Original post here<\/a>They meet in the Room of Requirement on All Hallow's Eve, but instead of the training room there's bales of hay, a small grove of trees and carved pumpkins lighting the gravel paths. They're delighted, all of them, and Cho is the first to step out of the group and into the semi-dark to see just how far they can go.
Luna wiggles her toes in the gravel and soil, and smiles at the sliver of moon visible above the trees. She's (dressed up as) a ghost in a white dress and lace veil with her hair loose down the bared skin of her back. Walking through the trees is as familiar as walking through the Forbidden Forest, and when she comes to the edge of a small lake, she stops a few steps in the water.
At the other side Ginny's crouched, helmet tucked under her arm and the chain armour she charmed from paper links gleaming against stitched leather. Ginny drinks from a cupped hand and looks up at Luna, eyes startled for a brief moment. She smiles.
Luna smiles back, tips her head to listen to the others laughing in the trees, and fancies that the two of them look like a fairy tale in the moonlight.","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/368650.html?view=comments#comments","category":["one cannot simply break outta azkaban!","fanfiction","fanfic 2012","f - fest\/exchange","gabriel likes pop culture"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/368469.html","pubDate":"Sun, 20 Jan 2013 08:28:32 GMT","title":"art: Witchy!Loki (AU, G)","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/368469.html","description":"title:<\/b> What do you want?
characters\/pairings:<\/b> witchy!Loki
rating\/warnings:<\/b> G, none
summary:<\/b> \u2026Not that there was much left of him when Loki opened his front door a crack to peer at him up close. \u201cHello,\u201d Loki said, more to the shade of Death than to the man on his step. \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/em>
notes:<\/b> I'm not as pleased with this as I wanted to be. But then again, this is the first thing I'd drawn in months, so. IT COULD'VE BEEN WORSE. Also, livestream is HERE<\/a> for 28 days from this post.
https:\/\/new.livestream.com\/accounts\/2567624\/events\/1817385<\/a>
EDIT:
Livestream done, but you can still go look at the videos for 30 days from now. Finished picture below the cut!
title:<\/b>Post-fight Munchies
character:<\/b>Winter Soldier (Bucky Barnes)
rating\/warnings:<\/b> PG13, mild blood, shirtless Bucky 8D
summary:<\/b> Winter Soldier...raiding his target's refrigerator while patching his wounds and waiting for Natasha to show up.
wordcount:<\/b> ~500
summary:<\/b> When Steve Rogers's nightmares involving the aftermath of fighting Loki is twisted to fit a Wizard of Oz setting.
a\/n:<\/b> I saw Wizard of Oz at the theatre last night. I don't know how this happened either, okay.
Crows scatter when Steve sits up, and the sky is clear and smooth. He can barely see over the tops of the wheat field, but he follows the grooves between the rows until he comes to the wreck of his aunt and uncle's house. Boards are broken and the walls are split, and the roof is half-caved in where the weather vane tipped, snapped, and found a place to rest.
Steve trips over the legs of a woman he cannot reach. As cold and as still as she is, it probably doesn't matter, but Steve gets the sense of having missed something - a chance or maybe an appointment. He's not sure which. The crows gather like a shadow on the broken porch. With beaks clicking, they stare at Steve and seem to ask 'now what will you do?'
He leaves them on the porch and goes back into the field, trying to find his way.
-
The pole where the scarecrow should be is empty, with the bar bent in half like it bore a sudden, great weight. Steve pulls himself up and looks out over he shifting corn, sees the beginning of a forest near by. Beyond that the horizon ends with a mountain range, and a glimmer of blue light that might simply be an evening star.
Apples fall in rotting heaps from he gnarled forest trees when Steve quietly follows the road through. The road turns to brick, and then to stone, and for a solid mile becomes even and dark leading up to a clockwork house. The gears don't move and the valves don't shift, and standing still under the plastic overhang is a man of metal.
The metal man has his chest ripped open, wires and tubes visible inside. His hands reach out in front of him, maybe pushing someone away, maybe telling someone to stop. The house is as empty as the metal man's eyes, and Steve doesn't linger.
-
Steve doesn't remember how he gets to the poppy field.
Lightning wakes him, bright cracks ripping across the sky as it starts to rain. Steve pulls cobweb from his chest, the curve of his collar, and from around his thighs. It washes away with the rain and so does the drowsiness, leaving him with a shivering focus that propels him through the drooping flowers and up the hill.
The city is shut down with the oncoming storm, with its windows boarded shut and its people tucked away. Steve drags himself through the flooding streets and dodges sputtering gutters, almost as if the buildings themselves were breaking above him, shingles and brick falling down.
He makes it to the tower where the door is broken open, and shoves his way inside.
-
He finds a heavy velvet curtain, but it's already flung open. A burnt broom lays inside an empty basket, strings and pierced balloons in a ring around it.
Steve just wants to go home.
for my own reference:
at a03 - here<\/a>
at marvel_fic - here<\/a><\/font>","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367969.html?view=comments#comments","category":["sirius is barking mad oh god","angels are dicks","some form of electricity","( er what )","son just don't","muthafuking hulk on a muthafuking plane","capsicles","marvel fanfic","i'm sure it would be magical","my face is angsting","that's so weird","fanfic 2012"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367418.html","pubDate":"Sat, 13 Oct 2012 02:03:38 GMT","title":"FIC: SPN, Gabriel\/Chuck NC17 - I don't think you know (what you think you know baby)","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367418.html","description":"title:<\/b> I don't think you know (what you think you know baby)
author:<\/b>
<\/a>calembours<\/b><\/a><\/span>pairing:<\/b> Gabriel\/Chuck
rating\/warning:<\/b> NC-17, time paradoxes, UST, dual hand job
wordcount:<\/b> ~ 1700
prompt:<\/b> from
<\/a>someblazingstar<\/b><\/a><\/span> with face-to-face with the man who sold the world<\/em>.a\/n:<\/b> Let's pretend that this is waaaay back in the day when Chuck was just a prophet. Thanks to S for the beta ♥
summary:<\/b> It's probably best if Chuck didn't write this into the next book. The verb tenses alone would make his editor cry.
----
His eyes close before his head even hits the pillow, and yet Chuck can feel the pull, the strange direction to his awareness, like someone's taking hold of his head and forcing him to look a certain direction. There's a park and a path, with the crunch of gravel beneath his feet - Who is he? He looks down at his hands... and oh, that's odd, they're actually his.
There's a sign at the side of the path that shows the park name in worn letters, but Chuck doesn't recognize it. He's aware of the sun that lingers overhead in the seamless sky, like some beacon over the trees. When he looks up, Chuck can see the top of a water tower, the town name scrawled along the side. He feels too calm and altogether too detached, walking to the center of the park with a confidence that he hasn't felt in months.
Someone is walking a dog. It's not unusual, but it makes Chuck pause. He glances at his watch and the cracked screen reflects at him. 2:16PM. The date reads Wednesday and Chuck can feel himself reading all these things far too carefully. It occurs to him that maybe he's leaving himself clues to his location, the when and where, so that his past self can know.
Thinking about how this is even possible is far too complicated for a dreaming prophet to handle.
There is someone walking a dog and Chuck moves closer. His hands are clenched in the pockets of his jacket, converses dragging on the lawn. \"Hey,\" he calls out, far too quietly. Clearing his throat, Chuck tries again, a little louder and a little clearer. \"Hey!\"
The man turns, and oh shit oh fuck<\/em> Chuck knows that face - knows the curl of the smile and the mischievous hazel eyes, the way they are sharp with amusement that altogether looks too human and feels too old. One eyebrow lifts slightly, head canting to one side as he examines Chuck, and Chuck desperately tries not to squirm under the scrutiny. His confidence wavers.
\"You actually showed,\" Gabriel drawls. He pauses on the path, but the beagle he's walking twines around his legs, sniffing after crickets in the grass.
\"I can't believe you're walking a dog,\" Chuck hears himself say. After he pauses, he makes a nervous sound in the back of his throat and stammers, \"I m-mean, that\u2026 is<\/em> a dog, right?\" What if it's a person? What if it's someone Chuck knows<\/em>?
Gabriel laughs at him and favours Chuck with a smugly amused smile. \"Wouldn't you<\/em> like to know. C'mon.\" With a tug on the leash, Gabriel recaptures the beagle's attention and starts back down the park path. After a belated moment and a tossed glance over his shoulder, Chuck realizes the archangel was talking to him. Not the possibly-a-human dog.
Time smudges in the way that visions and dreams do, with a blur of motion and colour that leaves Chuck at the next point of interest. He and Gabriel sitting on a park bench together. Chuck's finishing off a banana split that's so ridiculous in its construction that he couldn't have possibly asked for it himself. Gabriel's halfway through what looks like a ninja turtle ice pop, and Chuck takes comfort in the way neither of them are talking or looking at each other.
He realizes, then, that the dog is gone. He doesn't want to ask, and Chuck pleads silently with his future self, willing some sort of crazy flashback thing, except if he was already in the future, wouldn't he know how it already went when he saw it in the past? Chuck's still figuring out how that would work when he feels himself ask, \u201cWh- where\u2019s - \u201d
\u201cDoggy-sitter,\u201d Gabriel says, snapping his fingers with a movement sudden enough that Chuck jumps.
He wakes up, just for a moment, sees discarded sheets of typed pages, and the wood grain of his desk in his living room. A headache presses in insistent and Chuck winces, lets sleep take him again even if it's some strange porno wrapped in a nineties B-movie.
They're walking again. Chuck's thirsty - ice cream does that to him - and he eyes each water fountain they pass like they hold eternal youth. They're all on Gabriel's side of the path and Chuck slows and ducks behind him when he can't take it anymore, leans over the fountain to gulp water noisily. Chuck can hear Gabriel stopping and turning in front of him, but he's still drinking water. This is where the vision's going to end, he thinks, with Gabriel turning him into a goldfish to flap in the fountain. Maybe he'll be turned into a statue, or maybe a fountain himself - maybe all the fountains in the park are secretly people, and Gabriel is the medusa of summer with his ice cream thirst and high sugar intake.
Gabriel's a respectable distance away when Chuck resurfaces, and he crumbles a little at the bemused look on his face. \"What?\" Chuck says, and he can't believe he asked it so casually, like he didn't just have a mild panic in the last few seconds, vision or not.
\"Looking in your brain is like finding the last cookie in the jar,\" Gabriel said in that smug way of his, \"And then finding out there's another cookie underneath.\"
Chuck watches himself recoil, edge around Gabriel and continue down the path. He can feel their thoughts in unison this time, wondering - Is this where he divides by zero and I can finally get some sleep?<\/em>
Gabriel laughs, loud and long like Chuck's surprised him. Considering everyone knows what's going on and when, and who's listening, Chuck thinks he does well not reading too much into it.
-
The next night is Tuesday night and Chuck falls into something he's fairly sure is a dream.
That's being kind to himself. It's a dream. There are hands pushing his jacket off, sliding clever under his shirt and pressing hot over his skin. His eyes are closed, squeezed shut because he's thinking this is too much<\/em> and the feeling is unfamiliar enough that Chuck doesn't question it being anything other than not real.
It's about damn time<\/em>, Chuck thinks, opens his mouth to the skin pressed beneath his cheek, fumbles with zippers on a jacket, on the front of someone's jeans. Teeth press into the curve of Chuck's neck and he gasps, works a hand down a pair of boxers (wait what) and curls over what is decidedly, undeniably, someone's hard cock.
\"Okay,\" Chuck says, because that's not what he was expecting. But if he's honest with himself, it's a dream, and he's finally getting off with someone other than his hand in the shower for the first time in a long tme (even if it could be argued that since it's his subconscious, it's practically the same thing). \"Fine, less clothes, please.\"
The clothing doesn't fade away so much as simply vanish. Chuck congratulates himself on being prompt, and opens his eyes to see what else his mind has in store for him.
It's Gabriel, dressed in a smirk and a faint glow to his eyes. He nips at the tip of Chuck's nose when he stares blankly at him, doubts starting to cloud in. He looks around, as if it's suddenly important, and sees the edges of trees and bushes, the red-and-black checkerboard of a blanket that they're lying on in the grass. They're in the park.
\"You're going to ruin it,\" Gabriel says, sounding a little like he was trying not to pout.
Chuck can't help himself, and he should know better by now, but he has his hands on Gabriel's junk and he has to wonder, \"Is this a d-\"
\"You're ruining the moment and a perfectly good hard-on.\" Gabriel rolls his hips into Chuck's hand, one long shivery slide that reminds Chuck that they are very naked. \"If you want lady parts, I can do lady parts.\"
Chuck's leg hitches over Gabriel's hip, either to keep him close, or to stop him from saying horrifying things like I can do lady parts<\/em>. He means to say something about not wanting to see Gabriel change shape over top of him, but it comes out like, \"I am not knocking up an angel,\" instead.
Gabriel's response seems tailored to make Chuck's brain explode. \"I already have three kids anyway. Lift.\" He taps Chuck's sprawled leg and fixes it up over his hip to mirror the other. He must hear when Chuck gives up, because he offers a pleased smile, like the kind cats give in cartoons.
Time doesn't blur here, every moment is stuck in Chuck's mind like it's more important than anything, each drag of their skin together matching every shared breath and touch. Chuck twists under Gabriel and can't find a lull to examine his choices, too caught up in sex that's too easy to be real. He's rubbing himself off against the smooth curve of Gabriel's belly, hands tangled in Gabriel's hair, and he breathes in the smell of fresh-cut grass with every gasp into Gabriel's shoulder.
They stay curled together as Gabriel gets them off. His hand curls around their cocks, tight and slick - a perfect vice for them both to work their hips into. Chuck hears himself make a soft noise like a surprised cry, and with his fingers pressing hard into Gabriel's skin, he comes shaking between them. He's too dizzy and loose in his limbs to do much more than watch wide-eyed as Gabriel finishes, a stricken pant tinged with the ringing echo of an angel's voice. Chuck licks the sweat from Gabriel's throat and doesn't think he would've heard it if he didn't have archangels screaming at him in his dreams.
\"There,\" Gabriel murmurs, and Chuck is lying on the grass, staring up at the sky between the trees. He's dressed in his clothes and a dog barks somewhere along the park path. \"Got all that?\"
Chuck wakes up and it's Wednesday afternoon. He checks his watch and the time reads 1:43PM. He doesn't know where the park is, but he knows for certain that he'll be right on time.
-
Just for fun, the vid containing their theme song.
And for my own reference, posted at:
spn_gabriel<\/a>
salt_burn_porn<\/a><\/font>","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367418.html?view=comments#comments","category":["fanfiction","( er what )","castiel is confused maybe yes","supernatural fanfic","fanfic 2012","gabriel likes pop culture","chuck saw that coming"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367163.html","pubDate":"Fri, 12 Oct 2012 11:34:47 GMT","title":"what even is my brain ","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367163.html","description":"I was tagged at
<\/a>salt_burn_porn<\/b><\/a><\/span> last night and it's Chuck\/Gabriel. I'll be posting it later, but my editor is asleep right now. I'm not sure if it's any good, but whatever man. It's supposed to be porn, but like.Here, have a video containing the song that explains everything.
rating\/warnings<\/b>: PG, for showing the inside of mechanical!Tony's hand
summary<\/b>: Compilation of images set inside a cog arc reactor, steampunk avengers themed, gen.
a\/n<\/b>: Drawn for
<\/a>paperclipbitch<\/b><\/a><\/span>'s I'm a loose bolt (of a complete machine)<\/i><\/a> <\/i>during <\/a>robotbigbang<\/b><\/a><\/span> 2012 ![\"\"](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/calembours\/11208921\/10936\/10936_600.png\" "\\"\\"")
<\/div>Honestly, I thought I'd like doing the character drawings more than the actual tech, but I think I'm most pleased with the three Tony images. More specifically, the bottom with the hand. It's from the first scene that I received from my author, and I'd originally planned to just do that one image, until I read the rest and the composition popped into my head. If I were to redo it, I'd probably focus on the mechanical tech scenes instead, but WHATEVER MAN I NEVER DRAW RHODEY OR AVENGERS ANYWAY. Here, have a detail of it.
![\"rbb_clockwork_thumb\"](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/calembours\/11208921\/11201\/11201_original.jpg\" "\\"rbb_clockwork_thumb\\"")
<\/a>From this scene:
Tony is sitting by the window, left arm in his lap. He’s peeled the skin back from the palm of his hand, rolled up around his knuckles like a glove, and for a split-second Pepper’s stomach lurches even though she’s seen him in far worse states. He holds out his other hand for the screwdriver, and she gives it to him, hovering a little anxiously as Tony catches his lower lip between his teeth and starts twisting one of the cogs near his wrist.<\/i><\/div><\/a>
For my own reference, bigbang post was [here<\/a>]<\/span>
","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/367034.html?view=comments#comments","category":["marvel fanart","f - bigbangs","i want to break free","fanart 2012","( augh my heart )","i need a damn navigator"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366785.html","pubDate":"Wed, 03 Oct 2012 15:51:02 GMT","title":"hp_halloween","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366785.html","description":"SIGN UPS ARE OPEN. 200 words, everything's up on All Hallow's.
It's probably my favourite little exchange, to be honest. This will be my fifth year consecutively as a participant ♥","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366785.html?view=comments#comments","category":["allons-y!","i've always wanted to try that spell","they're vintage","f - pimpage","f - fest\/exchange"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366567.html","pubDate":"Sat, 29 Sep 2012 09:10:59 GMT","title":"random thoughts at three","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366567.html","description":"New layout. The last one was lovely, but it was difficult to look at artwork on the journal. Teaaaaaal come to me.
I think I've left four comments in the last hour on different journals and they all consist of 'AHHHH' and either a distressed or excited icon. Articulate talk, come to my mouth.
Don't ask, it's three in the morning and I slept forever yesterday because I took Nyquil and I have a cold.
Any advice from cat owners out there? I have one cat and don't have the space for another, and she seems a bit down the last week. I think she might be bored and I've tried to spend time playing with her every day, but I dunno. I WORRY.
<\/a>rs_games<\/b><\/a><\/span> starts posting on Monday. AAHHHHH.","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366567.html?view=comments#comments","category":["sirius is barking mad oh god","son just don't","i need a damn navigator","scotty would laugh at this sandwich"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366297.html","pubDate":"Wed, 19 Sep 2012 12:12:27 GMT","title":"rs_games & robotbigbang","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366297.html","description":"OH GOD WHEN DID IT BECOME ONE DAY BEFORE THESE ARE BOTH DUE OH GODI'm mad panicking, man. My rs_games is this big comic page project and that's a competition and I'm only done two pages ohgodgahsdglh.
Robotbigbang is only a single image, but I have some sketchy line arts for that
AND I'M ON NIGHT SHIFT FOR THE NEXT THREE DAYS AUGH","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/366297.html?view=comments#comments","category":["allons-y!","f - bigbangs","one cannot simply break outta azkaban!","do i look to be in a gaming mood","fanart 2012","f - fest\/exchange"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365849.html","pubDate":"Sat, 25 Aug 2012 14:41:29 GMT","title":"the Avengers","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365849.html","description":"I never really said much about the movie other than a mash of feelings, did I?
Observations:
- Maria Hill seems like the Pepper Potts of Nick Fury. Is Coulson the Jarvis?
- Clint shoots people like he's drawing a bow. SORT OF A BAD HABIT, HAWKEYE.
- \"Up in his nest as usual.\"
- \"Well, I see better from a distance.\"
- \"You have heart.\"
- \"I am Loki, of Asgard, and I am burdened with glorious purpose.\"
- I am so pleased that Tom Hiddleston has done such a brilliant job of Loki. I'm glad he's not some flat, tiredly raving lunatic like a lot of baddies tend to become in big films. I just eat up every moment that Loki's on screen, and Hiddles (everyone, but) has done such an amazing job of making such a thoroughly beautiful, broken and complex character for me to not only recognize as a villain, but sympathize with and hate<\/em> that he's a villain. UGH.
- Ah, Natasha Romanoff. You sexy, amazing HBIC. 'Barton's been comprimized.'
- Coulson. You perfect man. Listening to Nat clean up house.
- I find it curious, the relationship thing that Widow has with Bruce. I think it's really clever that the first time we see him, he's looking into the mirror. Mark just. Ugh, Bruce Banner is my absolute favourite character in this movie, I don't know he did it, but it's true. I think it's the whole soft spoken thing, calm on the surface - fire underneath, all that. Prrr.
- \"I'm sorry, that was mean. I just wanted to see what you would do.\"
- Cap, so much PTSD and so much loneliness. Still a soldier.
- \"You should've left it in the ocean.\"
- Iiiii am neither here nor there on Tony\/Pepper, but I really like this specific incarnation of them. I was worried that Pepper was going to lose all her kicky keep-Tony-in-place, but she's still lovely.
- \"People might just need a little old fashioned.\"
- When I heard Loki's hair being described as 'feral' I was worried it was going to be gross blah hair, but it's actually really lovely.
- \"Really, they want me in a submerged, pressurized container?\"
- Bruce and Steve are so cute. Bruce's dry sense of humour is my favourite. Favourite<\/em>.
- YAY GEEK TALK. BANNERRRRRR.
- \"I need a distraction, and an eyeball.\" The shake-fwip to open the bow makes me laugh every time.
- \"The Soldier, the man out of time.\"
- \"I'm not overly fond of what follows.\"
- \"DO I LOOK TO BE IN A GAMING MOOD.\"
- \"Who controls the would-be king?\"
- \"I'm listening.\" You bb brother brat. XD
- I wonder what Loki's thinking about, sitting up there on the ridge watching Thor fight. I think that Tony and Thor fighting is a little silly, but it's pretty much meant to be a pissing match and I love it. I think it might be why Tony and Thor are such bros later on. HEADCANON whatever.
- SCIENCE BROOOOOOOOOS. Yes, I'm one of those people.
- I love that Steve broke into the storage room to check things out. My worries that he was going to be more UltimatesSteve than 616Steve didn't come true. This pleases me greatly, because I loved him in the Cap movie and I wanted to keep loving him in this.
- \"Why do I get the feeling that he's the only person on this boat who wants to be here.\"
- \"Love is for children, I owe him a debt.\"
- You go, Nat, play the female sterotypes and get Loki's plan. I love how I can't tell how much is truth and how much is a lie, and I can't tell how she feels about it. I've been reading her issues,
- \"I've got red in my ledger, I'd like to wash it out.\" \/ \"Can you?\"
- BOW FWIP
- \"I got low.\" I can't get over how horrified Tony looks about this.
- I just. I wonder if Nat's weirdness with Bruce early on is just to foreshadow her interaction with the Hulk later on.
- \"It seems to run on some form of electricity.\" I love the exasperated little sigh, like great more tech I don't know anything about.<\/em>
- I love Thor for trying to talk to the Hulk. I feel like he was really understated in this movie, but he's just so lovely. It must be so hard for him, everything he has to do, with defending earth and fighting his brother, and UGH Thor.
- Have I said yet how I love that Steve uses guns? I love that Steve uses guns. It's different from how he's painted in the comics and generally in fandom, and I know it's because
- WIDOW VS HAWKEYE 8DDDDDDD What a sexy fight, jesus. Clint's confused little 'Natasha?' made me make the most unattractive noises.
- I only have mild Pheels. I know that's not how it should be, but like. It was played up a lot, and it just made me side-eye Fury more than usual. I mean really. Be more obvious. 'Heroes' and 'old fashioned convention,' really?
- NEKKIDBRUCE
- I am so, so glad that Nat and Clint got that med room scene, too. GOD I LOVE THEM TOGETHER JESUS THIS MOVIE. \"You're a spy, not a soldier.\" STOP MAKING ME WANT AKDFASDF WINTER SOLDIER BETTER FIX MY FEELS.
- I read some meta about the 'we are not soldiers'
- \"Son, just don't.\" I might secretly have a thing for Steve calling people 'son'. 8D;
- I've heard some theories about much control is placed over Loki by the spacealiendudes, and I think it's an interesting point that Tony makes about making the Avengers angry, pissed off and personal. I'm a fan of redeemed!Loki, so I like to think it's him giving the earth a fighting chance, but I can't seem to get my fandom goggles off on that. Especially after his and Thor's chat on Stark Tower. But I always want the brother to be redeemed, and the only movie series that actually gave that to me was Wrath of the Titans and UAGHHGHGH ZEUS AND HADES BABIES. \/off topic
- The big fight scene was perfect. All of it. Enough said. I cried when the Avengers Assemble theme started playing. This fight was beautiful.
- \"Where's banner, has he shown up yet?\"
- Augh, like he says 'it's too late' but then the look on his face when Thor's all brotherly unti
- God, I cried when Steve made his big comeback and was all LIBERTY AND JUSTICE on top of that taxi cab, and the cop was just like 'yep, okay, done and done'. CRIES.
- Natasha + energystaff = OTP
- HEY BRUCE, YOU MADE GOOD TIME ♥ Also, this is totally heartbreaking when he makes the transformation. \"That's my secret, Captain. I'm always angry.\" Uuuuuuuuugh<\/em>.
- Fuck, the theme started. Literally, me right now - ;_; Captain taking charge, everyone falling in, augh oh god, now I'm just going to be a mess until the end of the movie. Here we go.
- Watching Thor on Empire State just makes me want Thor\/Storm team up.
- Clint and Tony banter ♥
- Also, oh god, the energy pulse on the shield, and everyone just working together, and oh god, it's right off a comic page. You should've seen me playing Ultimate Marvel (1&2), just crying of joy forever. Also XMen
- It really wasn't fair, Bruce catching Tony. AUGH FEELS TOO MANY.
- STEVE. YOU WEAR A FREAKING HELMET INTO BATTLE BUT NOT RIDING YOUR BIKE? Jfc, boy.","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365849.html?view=comments#comments","category":["not overly fond of what follows","some form of electricity","burdened with glorious purpose","son just don't","red in my ledger","the hawk is in his nest","i got low","do i look to be in a gaming mood","i'm always angry"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365574.html","pubDate":"Sat, 25 Aug 2012 06:55:20 GMT","title":"The entry with Jeremy Renner's- ","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365574.html","description":"Tried a new pizza place tonight and ended up getting a combo with wings and lasagna, and HOLY GOD ARE THE WINGS AMAZING. This is good news and bad news, because there aren't any good places for wings in the city that I've found (until now) and because OMG THIS PLACE IS OPEN FOREVER. Wings forever.
Saw Bourne Legacy last night. Please be sweaty and shirtless in your next movie, too, Jeremy Renner. I love Matt Damon, but you did a great job. I thought the plot wasn't something amazing, but I really enjoy Rachel Weiss and Edward Norton didn't end up in my bad books like he usually does, soooooo NICE JOB JEREMY.
If there was ever to be a JR marathon, it would be like.
- The movie with Jeremy Renner's ass (MI4)
- The movie with Jeremy Renner's arms (Avengers)
- The movie with Jeremy Renner's sweaty chest (Bourne Legacy)
He's in a Hansel & Gretel movie coming up soon, and Famke whatsterface is in it and YAY.
Also. JR was in an Angel episode.<\/a> SUCH A BABY FACE.
AND HE WAS ALSO IN 28 WEEKS LATER? Ughhhh.
Yes, I'm going through the IMDB entry. Don't judge. Look at him.
LOOK AT HIM. ","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365574.html?view=comments#comments","category":["muthafuking hulk on a muthafuking plane","they're vintage","i want to break free","we help the helpless","a blade of grass","we have to keep your heartrate down","the hawk is in his nest"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365538.html","pubDate":"Fri, 17 Aug 2012 11:57:06 GMT","title":"Sooooo still watching Dr Who","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365538.html","description":"Every time I say I don't really like the Daleks, along comes an episode with the Daleks and I'm reminded that they're actually sort of really badass even if their voice gives me a screaming headache.
Ten's taking a while to grow on me. I like Nine's chemistry better with Rose than Ten's, but I suppose it could just be that funny 'he was my first Doctor' bias. I'm just starting Ten-and-Martha, so I can't say if I like Martha or Donna better yet, but I'M WORKING ON IT OKAY.
Just finished the episodes with Andrew Garfield in them. Dear god I love that kid, and Tennessee accents get me every damn time, UGH. (I sort of ship him with Martha. And Ten.)
I also want to like Martha's mom, but she's following the same path that Rose's mom did, and I get that they're protective of their kids, but. I'm not saying they should be all 'yeah! go off with the random crazy time traveller and do dangerous things! yeah!' but it'd be nice if it wasn't just instant mistrust.
The next dvd has the Weeping Angels on the top of it. NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO IT. T__T","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/365538.html?view=comments#comments","category":["allons-y!","love is like oxygen","a blade of grass","the hawk is in his nest","whimsical in the brainpan"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364589.html","pubDate":"Thu, 19 Jul 2012 10:48:22 GMT","title":"I'm one of those infrequent people now ","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364589.html","description":"Le sigh. After this post, I'm just not going to worry about it. So! What's going on...
one.
Sinuses. DEAR GOD, SINUSES. I've been putting it off for a few weeks, but it had gotten to the point where I'd be walking around in a stupor, barely able to think past the pressure headaches. Went to the doctor, though, and we have a treatment sort of plan going, and hopefully everything should clear right up. Woo hoo!
two.
Tattoos. Everyone talks about how their workplace wants tattoos covered up, but at mine it's like everyone's freaking got one. I've been thinking about it on and off for years, and I've been asking people at work where they get theirs done, but there doesn't seem to be any general consensus. I really want to do a black and white Japanese sleeve (koi, lotus, water combination) or at least a band around my upper arm, but HOGOD FIRST TATTOO AND THAT'S A LOT OF INK, MAN . I want to be sure, and I want to find a certain style. Unfortunately, most of the tat shops in the city don't have online portfolios, so I'm just going to have to work up the courage to go out and visit places.
For reference, I love THIS<\/a> style of inking. Those are possibly the loveliest sakura I've ever seen.
THIS SLEEVE<\/a> is also incredible.
three.
Spider-man.
\"Heading home, Starfleet?\" Dear offers him a sip of whiskey from a flash in his jacket, and smiles a little when he's not outright reprimanded for it.
\"No,\" Hikaru answered easily. He tipped the flask back and then returned it. He's flushed, but still handsome in the flash of emergency lighting, and Dean takes the momentary distraction gladly, instead of worrying about the way the transport shuttle has gone silent and still. \"Just back to Earth for my sister's wedding.\"
Dean tucks the flask away and knows, instinctively understands, the kind of man Hikaru must be. \"Which is your girl?\"
\"The Enterprise<\/em>.\" Hikaru smiles, and for the first time, Dean lets himself entertain the idea that maybe, with a whole lot of luck, they just might make it back to Earth alive. As if he can hear the glimmer of hope taking hold, Hikaru elaborated with, \"I'm her pilot.\"
Dean slapped a bandage over the stitches and raked a hand through his hair. \"Well, can you pilot us out of here, hotshot?\"
Instead of bristling and defending his honor or some shit, like Dean had been expecting, Hikaru surprised him with a short, pleasant-sounding laugh. \"I'll see what I can do,\" he said. Hikaru hauled himself to his feet, and then ventured out into the haze of smoking consoles and low lighting. \"You coming?\"","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364418.html?view=comments#comments","category":["shake hands with that cupid","fanfiction","one cannot simply beam down to vulcan!","x 100 things","one cannot simply lay your weary head to"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364045.html","pubDate":"Thu, 05 Jul 2012 04:44:39 GMT","title":"robotbigbang ","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364045.html","description":"Sooooo.
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Yep. I'm writing a Supernatural clockwork-angel type au thing. I DON'T KNOW MAN.","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364045.html?view=comments#comments","category":["f - bigbangs","i would love to have the sex with you","a blade of grass"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363795.html","pubDate":"Sun, 01 Jul 2012 06:01:18 GMT","title":"ART: G, Hikaru & Jim, for trekreversebang","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363795.html","description":"I've made my post public now, so you can see the art!
title:<\/b> midair midnight
ratings\/warnings:<\/b> G, none
characters:<\/b> Hikaru Sulu, Jim Kirk
summary:<\/b> Sky pirates Hikaru and Jim are stealing loot from an airship in the middle of the night - Hikaru is saving Jim's reckless ass, as per usual.
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GO HERE<\/a>","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363795.html?view=comments#comments","category":["f - bigbangs","i've always wanted to try that spell","fanart 2012","heeaaat of the moment"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363756.html","pubDate":"Sat, 23 Jun 2012 07:53:48 GMT","title":"ART: Trek XI AU for trekreversebang","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363756.html","description":"title:<\/b> midair midnight
ratings\/warnings:<\/b> G, none
characters:<\/b> Hikaru Sulu, Jim Kirk
summary:<\/b> Sky pirates Hikaru and Jim are stealing loot from an airship in the middle of the night - Hikaru is saving Jim's reckless ass, as per usual.
a\/n:<\/b> This is the first piece of art I've done in a long while! Basically I just wanted an excuse to draw Hikaru in a white jacket, and Jim wanted along for the ride. :3 As per reversebang tradition, there's fic for this as well! See<\/a>umbrellas_can<\/b><\/a><\/span>'s post HERE<\/a> to read 'This fire, it burns so hot'<\/em> ♥
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Yep. I'm writing a Supernatural clockwork-angel type au thing. I DON'T KNOW MAN.","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/364045.html?view=comments#comments","category":["f - bigbangs","i would love to have the sex with you","a blade of grass"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363795.html","pubDate":"Sun, 01 Jul 2012 06:01:18 GMT","title":"ART: G, Hikaru & Jim, for trekreversebang","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363795.html","description":"I've made my post public now, so you can see the art!
title:<\/b> midair midnight
ratings\/warnings:<\/b> G, none
characters:<\/b> Hikaru Sulu, Jim Kirk
summary:<\/b> Sky pirates Hikaru and Jim are stealing loot from an airship in the middle of the night - Hikaru is saving Jim's reckless ass, as per usual.
GO HERE<\/a>","comments":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363795.html?view=comments#comments","category":["f - bigbangs","i've always wanted to try that spell","fanart 2012","heeaaat of the moment"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363756.html","pubDate":"Sat, 23 Jun 2012 07:53:48 GMT","title":"ART: Trek XI AU for trekreversebang","author":"calembours","link":"https:\/\/calembours.livejournal.com\/363756.html","description":"title:<\/b> midair midnight
ratings\/warnings:<\/b> G, none
characters:<\/b> Hikaru Sulu, Jim Kirk
summary:<\/b> Sky pirates Hikaru and Jim are stealing loot from an airship in the middle of the night - Hikaru is saving Jim's reckless ass, as per usual.
a\/n:<\/b> This is the first piece of art I've done in a long while! Basically I just wanted an excuse to draw Hikaru in a white jacket, and Jim wanted along for the ride. :3 As per reversebang tradition, there's fic for this as well! See
<\/a>umbrellas_can<\/b><\/a><\/span>'s post HERE<\/a> to read 'This fire, it burns so hot'<\/em> ♥ <\/a>