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13/50 photos ↪ The Avengers cast
Totally gonna wake up on the 22nd like:
anagentandathief replied to your post: “Do I ‘ave to tell ye wha’ I woul’ do on Anon?…
He chuckled, “Don’ loo’ so ne’vous,”
He grinned. “I’m not nervous.”
“Gla’ to ‘ear it. I’d ‘ate to ‘ear ye a’e,”
"So....how are you?"
orzelbialy replied to your post: Hello Johnny. Miss me?
Thank you. Aside from the busted arm, I’d say I’ve done pretty well for myself.
Aw, man. Is your arm all right? *steps closer to look at it*
anagentandathief replied to your post: "Do I 'ave to tell ye wha' I woul' do on Anon?...
He chuckled, “Don’ loo’ so ne’vous,”
He grinned. "I'm not nervous."
A Date || askalokiminion (AU)
He nodded enthusiastically. “I know, right? Go bother Ben or Reed! They’ll probably be much happier being her puppets anyway.” He grinned, shaking his head. “She’s really not that bad of a sister. She kinda raised me. I love her, but, you know…sisters.”
He smiled. “Interns? Do you work at a hospital or something?”
She laughed at his description of the other two being puppets. “She sounds like a strict sister if you’re comparing her to a puppet master,” she joked, nudging his leg with her foot. “That just means she cares about you, like all sisters should.”
She shook her head slightly. “No, remember. I work at Stark Industries. I have engineering interns to deal with… which, as much as they mess up, should make me thankful we don’t work in a hospital setting. The lawsuits they would have caused by now…”
“Yeah, well, I can’t deny she’s a pretty good sister. But enough about her.” He smirked, turning a little more toward her, as he picked up his bottle of beer.
He took a sip and nodded as she spoke. “Oh yeah, yeah! You work for Stark, I gotcha.” He laughed. “Not a lot of people at your genius level, huh?” He grinned at her, leaning against the bar a little further.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” she replied. “Sometimes the interns can impress a lot of us tenured employees, and other times… I wish we didn’t have them. I never had to be an intern, I got my position in the weapons development department right out of college. I had interns getting me coffee. It was weird.”
She pulled a face and sipped up the last of the soda in the glass.
“So what do you do when you’re not off being a superhero? I mean, even Stark has a day job.”
He grinned, listening to her speak then shrugged inhaling deeply.
“Uhhh….well, I…go to parties…Hollywood premieres…clubs. Drink. And have as much as I possibly can each 24 hour period.” He grinned at her, tapping his heel against the stool.
“I don’t have any interns to be my servants, though.” He frowned.
“They’re not servants,” she sighed, leaning against him. “They’re minions.”
She laughed at his expression and played with the ice cubes in the cup, spinning the straw around.
“What did you do before you had the life of a superhero celebrity?”
He inhaled as she leaned against him, thoroughly enjoying the scent of her perfume. "Ahh...minions... Sounds a bit possessive." He popped an eyebrow, grinning.
He raised his eyebrows and shrugged lightly before answering. "Well...I went to parties, to friends' houses to watch the latest DVD releases, and clubs. I drank. And I had as much fun as I possibly could within a 24 hour period." He started half-laughing as he finished.
"Do I 'ave to tell ye wha' I woul' do on Anon? Tha's no fun," the Irishman purred with a grin.
"....Well, I suppose...you don't have to.." He smiled, if a little awkwardly.
Johnny...
“Haha- No.”
“So what have you been doing while I was out living a normal life like you should do but never do?”
She sighed and rolled her eyes before stealing a piece of pizza from her brother.
“You and I have very different definitions about what a ‘normal life’ is. Though it make shock you to hear that I did take the time to watch a movie today.”
"NO! Welcome to world: normal, sis!" He pats her knee, proudly. "I knew you had it in you! We have the same DNA."
wintertookhim started following you
“Hi. Who are you?”
“James Barnes … You sound like Steve. But I’m guessing you aren’t him.”
"Yeah, I get that a lot. Nope, my name is Johnny Storm. Good to meet you."
REBLOG IF YOU WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOUR FOLLOWERS WOULD DO IF THEY OWNED YOU FOR 24 HOURS
i’d turn anonymous on for this
oh yes bring it on.
Johnny...
“Where the hell have you been?”
“Great to see you, too, Sue! I’m back for five minutes and already the third degree? …Pizza?”
“Well, Reed was looking for you, and you didn’t answer any of my texts or phone calls. So I’d say you’ve earned a bit of the third degree.”
“Can’t I get a little time on my own away from the Three Musketeers? What’s Reed want anyway? More tips on how to be awesome? God knows he could use a few.” He mumbles the last sentence.
“Hey, I heard that,” she said, sitting on the couch next to him. “Don’t worry about it, he got it taken care of. Just next time, at least let me know where you are?”
"Haha- No."
"So what have you been doing while I was out living a normal life like you should do but never do?"
32/? pictures of Scarlett Johansson
i really like stickers but at the same time i don’t because once you stick them somewhere that’s it, it’s finished, and i’m just not emotionally stable enough for that responsibility
I have been waiting for this post my whole life.
Johnny...
“Where the hell have you been?”
“Great to see you, too, Sue! I’m back for five minutes and already the third degree? …Pizza?”
“Well, Reed was looking for you, and you didn’t answer any of my texts or phone calls. So I’d say you’ve earned a bit of the third degree.”
"Can't I get a little time on my own away from the Three Musketeers? What's Reed want anyway? More tips on how to be awesome? God knows he could use a few." He mumbles the last sentence.
Send me a "✪" and i'll kiss you.
regretting this already
how much you wanna bet on december 22nd a war will break out between the supernatural and doctor who fandoms over who saved the world this time
A Date || askalokiminion (AU)
He nodded enthusiastically. “I know, right? Go bother Ben or Reed! They’ll probably be much happier being her puppets anyway.” He grinned, shaking his head. “She’s really not that bad of a sister. She kinda raised me. I love her, but, you know…sisters.”
He smiled. “Interns? Do you work at a hospital or something?”
She laughed at his description of the other two being puppets. “She sounds like a strict sister if you’re comparing her to a puppet master,” she joked, nudging his leg with her foot. “That just means she cares about you, like all sisters should.”
She shook her head slightly. “No, remember. I work at Stark Industries. I have engineering interns to deal with… which, as much as they mess up, should make me thankful we don’t work in a hospital setting. The lawsuits they would have caused by now…”
“Yeah, well, I can’t deny she’s a pretty good sister. But enough about her.” He smirked, turning a little more toward her, as he picked up his bottle of beer.
He took a sip and nodded as she spoke. “Oh yeah, yeah! You work for Stark, I gotcha.” He laughed. “Not a lot of people at your genius level, huh?” He grinned at her, leaning against the bar a little further.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” she replied. “Sometimes the interns can impress a lot of us tenured employees, and other times… I wish we didn’t have them. I never had to be an intern, I got my position in the weapons development department right out of college. I had interns getting me coffee. It was weird.”
She pulled a face and sipped up the last of the soda in the glass.
“So what do you do when you’re not off being a superhero? I mean, even Stark has a day job.”
He grinned, listening to her speak then shrugged inhaling deeply.
"Uhhh....well, I...go to parties...Hollywood premieres...clubs. Drink. And have as much as I possibly can each 24 hour period." He grinned at her, tapping his heel against the stool.
"I don't have any interns to be my servants, though." He frowned.