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Do ya' have an extra cigarette I could have?

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amoraincantarex
redroomreject
hatefulrobot
plustesseract
Hey.
Do ya' have an extra cigarette I could have?
5 Sought Out the Chaos
ainenotamy
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themissingbarton
plustesseract
the-ever-watching-ravenstag
"Who are you?" Loki snarled almost as soon as he noticed the stranger, starting to circle them.
+ 7
+ thatlittlefangedbitch, ohmamadearest, alexis-hayden, plustesseract, mischiefborderingoninsanity, thekingdomdivine & icouldbeabitmoresonic found the Winter Soldier.
“Make it quick, guys...”
[ Hey there sweet new person! I see you following my indie Barney Barton blog (being clockworkarchery) and I love you for doing so, but please, unfollow this one and thesecondtrickshot (If you did, I don't know, I haven't checked that yet) because these two are for group-puposes only. :3 -love, Berfie le mun ]
yeah I followed both. Okay.
VALERIA
Moment of surrender - U2
The stone was semi-precious || We were barely conscious || Two souls too smart to be || In the realm of certainty || Even on our wedding day
We set ourselves on fire || Oh God, do not deny her || It’s not if I believe in love || If love believes in me || Oh, believe in me
Cry for Help [Val + Venom]
The high pitched sirens of the cop cars were irritating, too loud. Make it stop! Venom sank claws into the nearest car, metal twisting as he lifted it above his head and sent it crashing into the screaming crowd. Bullets hailed down on him, drawing his attention to the police desperately trying to bring him down.
"KEEP FIRING!"
Venom snarled, advancing on the line of police. He pounced on the commander like an animal, biting down with a wet crunch and swallowing his head. Blood spray stained the black as he sat back on his haunches and howled.
"Get these people out of here!" The cops tried to evacuate the panicking civilians as the creature found another target, silencing the wailing woman with a choked gurgle as fangs cut through her body. "Nothing is working! Oh god, we need help. Call for help!"
♪
Language - Porter Robinson
Well, this was an unmitigated disaster. Flash sat in his kitchen, brushing flour from his hair. How did someone get this much flour on their head? Auuugh, what was he even thinking? This was way beyond him, he barely knew how to work the microwave and the last time he’d tried scrambled eggs, he’d almost burned down his apartment. The kitchen was a wild and terrifying place hellbent on murdering him.
So why the hell had he invited Val over? His apartment wasn’t anything special, though he’d made an attempt to arrange the bachelor pad into something less than embarrassing. Here he was, trying to impress pretty heroines and prove he was a nice, normal guy. He did so much better when there was punching involved, why couldn’t there just always be punching?
He looked up, despairing at the mound of bowls stacked along the counter and the slow drip of batter to the floor. Nothing more normal than cooking, right? Why did this have to be so hard? He sniffed, paused, and sniffed again. Oh shit shit shit shit shit! He grabbed a towel from by the sink, flinging open the oven with a billow of black smoke. Pulling out the tray, he coughed and waved away the smoke. He cursed again as he heard a soft knock on his door just as the smoke detector started blaring.
Seriously, punching. Girls were impressed by that, right?
He pulled open the door, smoke lazily wafting behind him and gave Val his best flour dusted smile, offering up the charred tray. “Er…cookie?”
plustesseract asked: Family Business.
"This is too boring!" Thor exclaimed after a while, throwing his arms in the air in desperation, frowning lightly when Valeria merely shushed him. "Why can't we do something different? The only thing I'm doing is watching you while you read!" He complained, his azure gaze fixed on her as she grinned softly to herself, not once taking her eyes away from the pages. Thor Odinson and Valeria Odindottir were both different, that part was obvious. She was small and sweet, while Thor was big and his interests more brutish, already showing showing a great inclination towards training with Asgard's warriors. But they were also oddly similar. They both enjoyed wandering through their mother's gardens and going for a ride through the woods, most of the time seen laughing side by side. They were brother and sister, after all. And so it only took a moment of thinking for Thor's lips to curl into a bright grin. "Let us sneak into the kitchens to see if the cooks have some pastries ready!" He suggested, already standing up from the large sofa. He licked his lips and chuckled as he watched Valeria marking the page in her book before putting it aside, nodding eagerly in agreement and standing up to meet her brother, who was already waiting expectantly at the door, not doubting for a moment that she would come along. "I hope they have the ones filled with berries!" Thor exclaimed as they walked out of the room and through the golden hallways of the palace, their laughter echoing through the halls.