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J pls.
Once Upon a Time! I was like this for a while with that show. I really wanted to like it but then it turned out to be some pretty drama-based ugh with an annoying little kid…
But then tumblr made me give it a go. x3 Thanks, tumblr.
Let's talk Fandoms for M U N D A Y ○
Ask me:
A - Your current OTP
B - A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind
C - A pairing you have never liked and probably never will
D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t
E - Have you added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what
F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom
G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it
H - Do you prefer characters from real action series or anime series
I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why
J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr
K - How do you feel about the other people in your current fandom
L - Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for
M - Your favorite fanart or fanartist
N - Your favorite fanfiction or fanauthor
O - Choose a song at random, which OTP does it remind you of
P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)
Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why
R - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships
S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon
T - If you mostly have homoships, do you have any heteroships
U - If you mostly have heteroships, do you have any homoships
V - Are you one of those fans who can’t watch anything without shipping
W - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms
X - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms
Y - A fandom you’re in but have no ships from
Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go
KICK-ASS: the Girl and the Ass Kicked Boy by *Ricken-Art
Shooting Dave ---
"When we first started I was only little, so Daddy did the counting thing," she admitted, with a little shrug as she checked the clip. "But I figured, hey, you're a badass, you can handle it." The corners of her mouth crept upwards as if she were teasing him.
Finishing with the sawn off shotgun, she reached down and took out an AK. "You okay, Princess?" She called over. "You got dry pants there, right?" She grinned. If anything, he'd gotten the worst of it over quickly. These other ones wouldn't be so bad at all. Well... Maybe if he'd have had another mentor. But this was Mindy.
---And as soon as he stood, she shot again, aiming lower this time, for the stomach.
☢ If we Don't Kill each other, first;
"All of that will be delivered in the morning, do not worry," the android stated, catching her hand in the high five, but otherwise seeming unenthused. "Unless you already have an outfit that would make you look like an intern, in which case I can retract that request from SHIELD. And we need to wait until tomorrow because their offices have shut down for the day, and we cannot enter to investigate, so it is better to do it during the day. After all, one human saying says that it is easiest to hide a tree in the forest."
"And you won't have to do any actual work." Mindy added, pouting a little, as she bounced gently against the bed. She silently thought about his words, but shook her head soon after. "I don't have anything that makes me look like a business school brat." She shrugged. "I don't think interns wear leather jackets, do they...?" She should really do more research on this.
Getting up again, she wandered over to the window, and peered out at the dormant car park. She watched a car pull in, and a middle-aged, suited man exit with a young brunette. She peered back. "That still means we have tonight to kill, and you interrupted my game... But, I guess, a robot playing computer games... That's gotta' be weird, right?"
She spun towards him. "How 'bout you come see what I do for tonight? Or... Are you SHIELD guys too good for that?" They saw themselves as much more efficient than vigilantes, but then, they were official. But as she was learning... Official meant rules, and rules were no fun now, were they?
atruesuperhero enters the tower
"Then come into my office." Pepper reasoned. "Nobody can disturb us or over hear, I can arrange a pass that will get you out of any trouble you might be in with class or school…if you’re concerned with that sort of thing."
"You can do that?" Mindy allowed herself to forget the urgancy of her mission for a moment, raising an intrigued brow. "Erm- yeah, that please." She didn't understand school at the best of times; best to let Pepper handle it.
She followed the other blonde, keepnig quiet until they entered another, closed-off room that she assumed was the CEO's office. Well, she didn't have to assume. She had been learning those blueprints for the past week. Mindy closed the door behind her, to be sure it was secure, then walked to the desk and dropped her files.
"The reason I have blueprints for the Tower is because someone's trying to break in, and I'm trying to stop them." She explained, completely seriously. Then she stood, blank faced, and waited for Pepper to laugh. Even if she believed a teenager, Stark Tower was meant to be harder to infiltrate than the White House. Mindy didn't look like she gave a damn whatever the reaction would be - her demeanor had completely changed.
As she turned his hand around, he noticed a small cut that was bleeding, but not enough to whine about. It was more like a paper cut. “— Ha ha" he replies sarcastically to Mindy’s comment. "— I’m gonna go get a band-aid." And with that, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
He returned to his room wearing a… Hello Kitty band aid. “Okay, before you say anything about it, these were the only ones I could find at the drug store down the street.”
Sitting back down at his computer, he tries remembering their conversation before he stabbed himself with a needle. “Uh— I don’t think she has one yet but I’ll check the website.” he informs, now searching for the website online. After a few seconds, he finally found it. “— No, she’s still there. And they’re open till 9pm.— We could go get her if you want too.”
Mindy gave him that look. That look that screamed 'judging youuuu'. Though her brows raised, and she raised her hands to match them, in a surrender. "Wasn't gonna' say anything." She promised, letting him sit down. "But It's a shame that's the only reason you got 'em--- Hello Kitty is hella' good taste." Hello Kitty was amazing. As she spoke she peered over the work he'd done cleaning the little cut, to make sure it was all right, almost... protective.
"Yeah..." Mindy looked pensive as she turned her head away. But that thinking time only lasted a few seconds, before she turned back, blonde hair swishing. It were as if the enthusiasm had just been reinjected into her, like she was that smiling kid again. "Yeah. Let's do it. Let's go get her." She seemed decided, as she rose and grabbed a jacket to throw round herself. "Can I leave my stuff here?" She asked, heading to the door and burrying her hands in her pockets.
The Mist || Mindy & Red Mist
As soon as he turned to see the stranger, relief visibly washed over his face when he realized it was just a little girl. Typically little girls weren’t dangerous, so he was probably safe, right?
But what the hell was she doing by herself at this time of night—in a fucking alleyway? He raised an eyebrow, looking over the bundled girl with slight confusion. After a moment, though, he put on his whole ‘Red Mist’ act—the cocky, fake confidence.
He chuckled softly, “Yeah, that’d be me.” He flashed her a cheeky grin, subconsciously shifting from foot to foot, “—So uh, what’re you doing out here all alone? It’s kind of dangerous.” No shit. But he had to ask; he was curious. Didn’t she have parents somewhere or something?
Jeez, he even spoke like he was from a comic book. It made her giggle, her mind unjaded as it was. She watched his stance - how it changed from confidant to shifty, and she did something much the same, bringing her shoulders in, holding her arm as if she were frightened, peering back over her shoulder. At least he was in the right place to find trouble at this time of night. That meant he was brave...
...Right?
"I wasn't alone. I was with my daddy," she explained, blinking, and when her eyes reopened she was peering the other way. "But I lost him." She waited quietly, chewing on her lip, to see what he would do with that information.
Yeeeah, no.
"Then shuttttt up."
"Jesus... Fucking Christ. Drama Queen."
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✿ My Lady | G O T verse
There was two ways one could travel along the roads of Westeros if you were anyone of importance. The first was to throw your banners high, surround yourself with an army, and make a spectacle of it - a parade, a warning, a threat. This was the safest, likely. In times of peace, anyhow. But those banners could be seen for leagues, and there was many a starving man these days. The second was to surround yourself with only a few able men, travel with no standard, disguise yourself in a second-rate carriage. This was the riskier option, but also the swifter, and stealthier. And for the Tyrell; she had little choice. Her brothers, besides Willas of course, had gone on ahead with most of their men to cut off Stannis' army on the Blackwater.
Her and her cousins were left to make their way with a few men. They tried to keep a distance from one another, and the men on horseback in shimmering silver and green armour raced on ahead to scout for dangers. All in all it had been a pleasant, and strangely freeing journey. A girl needed her privacy, now and then. She was free to call a stop to the drivers, and explore the wild gardens that littered forest hideaways as she left The Reach. Soon they would be replaced by the Ocean, and Castle Walls, and perhaps, if the plan were to work, her new fiance.
And so, the game would begin.
It was approaching evening one night on the road, when they heard voices that belonged to no one they knew. Hooves that came too quickly. There was gruffness, anger, laughter that sounded fueled by drink.
Her driver was saying something, though his voice muffled against the wood. "---no one for you to concern yourself with--- sir, i must insist---" Margaery would hear a thump in front of her as the man hit off the front of the carriage. But before time to react was allowed, there would be screaming from further down the road. If she peered outside, she would find one of her cousins being pulled from her safety by her pretty, pale arm.
"What's this I found, a whore?"
"Finest dressed whore I ever saw..."
"That's a'cause you got no taste. An' no gold."
Behind Margaery, the driver slumped from his seat, a dirk in his throat.
