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Mother of Pearl
Jarvis|Tony on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/101934838
love it
It’s totally fine, sir. I seem to do quite well for a stretch and then at the end of the sentence I say the wrong cranberry.
I swear J.A.R.V.I.S. was high in that scene (via a-promise-that-i-keep)
JARVIS: As always sir, a great pleasure watching you work.
I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?
Stephen Colbert hearts Tony Stark (June 2, 2014)
Who will sit on the iron throne?
↖ nothing i just wanted to show you how cool my icon is
"Oz...? Darling, I miss you."
"I…Irene?"
She was crying, he could feel that actuely as if he was doing it himself. He wasn’t. ”I promise,” he stated, ”I give you my word. Never again.” Curling his hand into a graceful claw, Oz carded his fingers through her dark tendrils.
His words echoed in her mind and brought forth more tears. She knew he'd meant it, knew he'd make good on his word. She was just so happy to be with him again...she pulled back, her smile still in place, and leaned her face up to place a kiss to the tip of his nose. "I promise, too."
Fight for your right || Open ~ Hamish
"Oh, Irene, ya do know just the way into my heart, don’t you?" he said, gently. Offering her his arm, he smiled widely at her. It had been far too long, and a good majority of him yearned for this, her company was to him as fine wine was to a connoisseur. "Lead the way."
"Gladly," she smiled, and took his arm. She began walking in the direction of her home, glancing over at him every now and then. "So what's been keeping you from me lately? Have you been busy?"
Being that his feelings were so royally screwed to hell due to the drugs in him, Sherlock’s face didn’t have the presence of mind to blush. He hadn’t needed help dressing since he was two, and despite his altered state of mind, the humiliation was not lost on him. ”I’ll manage,” he snapped. As though in order to prove this, he reached for the fly of his slacks. He pulled the hook and bar loose, but the wet, cold fabric was heavy and stiff, seemingly ever tighter on the button. He struggled once against, second by second growing more and more frustrated.
Irene pursed her lips as she watched him, unsure of whether or not to offer him help a second time. She couldn't imagine how he must be feeling, but she would bet money that helplessness was among those emotions. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask if he needed assistance, the doorbell rang and Irene started for the bedroom door. "I'll be right back, okay," she said to him, before slipping out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
"Hey Cougs. Cougs! Cougar! Dude!" Jensen grinned at Cougar. "Hey so you know how like most animals use urine to mark their territory? The male porcupine urinates on his chosen female before mating with her. Isn't that weird?"
Cougar paused in the cleaning of his gun and slowly raised his eyes to Jensen’s face. The corner of his mouth twitched in a smirk, and he shook his head with a chuckle. ”S’fucked up, man.” He wondered briefly where the hacker learned these things, but then remembered how much time he actually spent on the internet.
Jensen bowed his head, partly to hide the tears in his eyes, partly because he was blushing like mad. Had to hide that as well. “Thank you, Cougs.” he whispered.His arms snaked around the sniper as Jensen pulled him into a hug.
Maybe, just maybe he discreetly sniffed the sniper when he squeezed him, but Jacob Jensen would never tell. It would mean, at the very least the end of his career in the military. At the most he would lose Cougar, if he told the man of his crush. Jensen’s lips were sealed.
Cougar returned the hug, hard. It wasn't often Jensen displayed his affection like that, and the cat took advantage of it whenever it happened. He liked being that close to the techie, liked the way their bodies fit together.
He was the one to break the hug, however, and he heaved a quiet sigh. His feelings for Jensen were a secret that he would carry with him to the grave. There were too many repercussions, too many things that could go wrong. his brown eyes scanned Jensen's face and he smiled warmly at him.