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The Only One He Cared About - ThorkiHe was destroyed, defeated, broken... Nothing but a bloody mess on the tile floor of Stark Tower. He could feel himself trembling, but he felt so empty inside, like everything he was, was ripped out of him and stumped on into little pieces before his eyes.
"Alright!" He heard Tony shout, "Kicked the bad guy's ass! I mean we handed it to him! Cap', gimme a high five!" There was a chuckle with a slap followed after. "I think this deserves a round of drinks! I'm paying!"
"Not so fast, Stark," Natasha said, though he knew she was smiling, "We have to send this scumbag back where he came from."
"You think Bruce can throw him back to Ass Land?" Clint joked, a grin sounding in his voice at his own joke. "What do you think, big guy?"
"Hulk send puny god away!"
"That's what I'm talkin' about!"
It was too much. Not only did losing hurt, but hearing these mortals say these things like he wasn't even in the room stun too. It seemed like no matter what he did, he couldn't get away from the ridicule
It was their first Christmas together, even Thor had brought Loki with him, trying not to make him feel left out. Natasha had just come back from the last mission, a long month in the desert, so now was ready to party. Clint had helped Bruce decorate the tree, apparently Tony had ordered several "avengers' toys" to make their tree really one of a kind.
Steve had spent the last two days trying to find the perfect gifts for his friends. He had done a fairly good job, the only problem being the inventor.
What do you buy to a guy who has everything, could buy everything or invent it himself? Good, question, but now he needed a good answer as well.
Tony was still working when Jarvis reminded him of the 'White Avengers', Tony's party for this Christmas with his friends. He rose from his stool, wiped his hands clean and went upstairs to his bedroom to clean up for good. When he reached his room he found the door slightly ajar, so he peaked inside to find out what was going on. He spotted a bl
Keep Your Enemies Closer Chp 1It was a clear, sunny day in the city of Danville. The birds were singing, the kids were laughing, and everything seemed right with the world. Today was the perfect day to do something out of the ordinary.
Of course, for Phineas and Ferb, everyday was a good day to something out of the ordinary. It didn't matter if it was rain or shine, they would not let a day of the all too short summer go to waste. Today, they were trying to break the record for the World's Largest Pinball Machine after going to the arcade. Delivery trucks were already starting to pour into the little suburban neighborhood as the boys began to build their wild invention.
"Phineas!" Candace yelled at her younger brother. It was funny how she never asked Ferb. "What on Earth are you doing!?"
"We're building the World's Largest Pinball Machine! Wanna help?" Phineas replied cheerfully.
Candace glared. "No! I'm calling mom! You are going to be so BUSTED!!"
Candace went through this same routine every time her brothers di
on old sanzu - absolutely true fictionlast fall i stole my friend down by the tama river. we sang. we danced. we skipped dead fish like rocks and watched them get swallowed by the undertow. we got sick off of bad chinese food and went skinny-dipping and then a week later she drowned herself.
her uncle was a yakuza, i think, but he really just wanted to be al pacino or something. anyway, she loved him a lot. maybe that’s why she went down the way she went down; cement shoes. not real cement, but it was the same idea. she had two cloth bags with yellow-painted cinderblocks inside, and they were tied to her ankles like the prisoners’ chains from o brother where art thou.
in my mind’s eye i can see her, limping dreadfully close to the edge of the current, her left hand gripping at her breasts through a loose t-shirt. kneeling by the wastelands, elbows in the gravel, crawling forward out into the water. angry like a dermis under wool, all teeth and salt and sand. sleepy, submissive, sublimated.
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