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Natasha is sitting in a chair on the window side, her nose in a bodybuilding magazine.

"Nat," Clint says. She lowers her magazine to glare at him. "Eat something."

She goes, leaving the magazine at the foot of his bed. A shuffling movement from his lower half tips it onto the floor.

"Hates it when I get plugged," Clint says.

*The rest of us aren’t crazy about it either.* Steve steals Natasha’s seat. “Does this happen a lot?”

"Eh," Clint says. "Once or twice."

"Next on the agenda is talking to Tony about getting you better armor."

Clint pats Steve’s hand clumsily. “Okay, Mom.”

Natasha returns fifteen minutes later and unwraps a roast beef sandwich the size of her head.

"Had so many chances to kill you," Clint grumbles. She props her feet up on the edge of his bed as Bruce walks through the door.

"Well, well," Bruce says. "You do look worse than I do. I knew I’d find someone eventually."

Natasha unfolds a napkin and wipes a small circle of mustard from the corner of her mouth while Clint and Bruce bump fists, shooting victim solidarity or something. “Anyone ever tell you you’re an asshole, Banner?”

"Surprisingly enough? I don’t think so. That’s not the one people tend to go for."

"We’re gonna need more chairs," Natasha says.

Steve grips the side of his seat. “Think I should get going.”

She passes over a grease-stained sack full of French fries. “Help me out with these,” she says, then rises. “I’ll ask an orderly.”

Steve takes one fry, then another and another, like his hands are getting orders from somewhere other than his brain. They taste like cardboard, but the bag keeps getting lighter as he sits there.

"So Thor went back to Asgard, I think," Bruce says. "Well, no, I know he did. He left a message with JARVIS saying he shall be back soon and not to trouble ourselves with worry over his absence."

"I’m definitely not worried," Natasha says.

"Okay," Bruce says.

She shrugs. “He called me before he caught his ride.”

"He did?" Steve says.

She nods and picks up her magazine.

"Hey, Natasha," Bruce says. "You have plans for the rest of that sandwich?"

"Have a party," she replies, handing it to Bruce.

"Thanks," he says. He puts it directly in Steve’s hand. Steve drops the empty bag of fries to accept the sandwich and begins to eat, even though he isn’t hungry. He isn’t tired. Maybe if he talks to Sam, verifies that his friend is okay and everything went as expected, he’ll feel something.

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A small ginger head rested at the junction of Emily’s head and shoulder, feet bearing shoes with cartoon trains limply banging her in the knees as she slowly stood from the chair. “Had to bring Devon along. His dad’s in New Haven for a writing seminar,” she said, adjusting her arm under the boy’s backside. “Look, are you sure about this? I mean, after Liam…”

Her voice trailed off, prompting Sherlock to nod to indicate she wasn’t betraying a confidence. True, he wasn’t personally acquainted with the man, but he didn’t need to be. The face he knew from the case file Watson had dissected in front of him. The name conjured thoughts of the Fifty-Ninth Street Clinic, and Watson betraying more and more subtle signs of anxiety until she rose from the bench and left the building. Over the course of the next week, she’d burned through half a shelf of books in his library, distracting herself from the guilt and turmoil Liam’s disruption had caused.

"I’m not saying she ran away or anything," Emily continued. "Just I’d call. She was fine, she said. The following day she was also fine, and the next, and then she was in West Virginia." Emily looked skyward, a shade of old, remembered frustration. "She tagged along on some medical outreach project, filling in for a colleague who had to drop out. She was gone over a month. Didn’t say a word to her parents or anyone until after she got off the plane in Charleston and was too many hundreds of miles away for anything but to continue on that path."

"If she’d told you beforehand, you would have dissuaded her from leaving."

"Well," Emily began, and couldn’t finish. Sherlock chanced a glimpse at his watch. "Joan takes her decisions really seriously. Once she makes one, she goes for it full throttle, and she won’t take any criticism. That’s what I’m saying, I guess."

"You think she’s en route to Appalachia," he said dryly.

"No. No, I just…"

Wanted to believe for a moment that she was healthy and out of harm’s way. Sherlock sighed as quietly as he was able. He couldn’t fault Emily for the impulse.

I had the privilege of donning Captain America’s costume. I’m pleased to say it fit like a glove. (laughs)

Chris Evans - I take my hat off to him. He was so game. I put his costume on and I did a crude impression of Captain America and then later, he watched me do it. And so that performance that you see, is Chris Evans doing an impression of me doing an impression of him.

- Tom Hiddleston, Thor: The Dark World Commentary

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Diagon Alley, Orlando - Food (detailed info)

  • Paulopabita’s Fishy Green Ale : A non-alcoholic, creamy, green coloured drink with a mint cinnamon flavor and plum blueberry ‘fish eggs’.
  • Otter’s Fizzy Orange Juice and Peachtree Fizzy Tea : Fizzy tea is a peach flavored carbonated drink with a hint of ginger. Fizzy orange juice is a orange soda with a hint of vanilla and cinnamon with a slice of orange.

  •  Gilliwater Potions : From Fire Protection Potion, Babbling Beverage, Draught of Peace or Elixir To Induce Euphoria, add a potion of your choice to a plain bottle of gilliwater.

  • Tongue Tying Lemon Squash : A tart and tangy flavored drink with a hint of vanilla.

  • Butterbeer Ice cream : A soft serve ice cream, with classic butterscotch butterbeer flavor in vanilla ice cream.
  • Chocolate chili : Interesting combo of chocolate with spice.
  • Candy : Weasley Wizard Wheezes has a range of candy, including Fainting Fancies, Nosebleed Nuggets, Fever Fudge (vanilla fudge jelly beans), and Puking Pastilles (hard boiled sweets).

Diagon Alley’s menu offers a wide range of muggle menu as well, with traditional dishes like fish and chips, ploughman’s  platter, toad in the hole, scotch eggs, etc.

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even this very young specimen of cat has already mastered the “I totally meant to do that” save.




even this very young specimen of cat has already mastered the “I totally meant to do that” save.


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I remember when they screened it [the “I am your father” scene], Harrison turned around and said “I didn’t know that! Why the f*&^ didn’t you tell me?!

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"I once had to say this on a show many years ago, and I truly believe it: Loneliness is a choice. I like to be alone; I’m more comfortable alone. But I do recognise that I take it too far sometimes and so I try to force myself to keep up with being sociable. I just am a bit of a lone ranger; I always have been. But I don’t believe that necessarily has to translate to being lonely. You can be lonely in a crowd of a thousand people. I can be in a hotel room on my own, and not feel lonely. It all comes down to how comfortable you are with who you are in the silence."

— Gillian Anderson (via allweare-juststories)

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Elie Saab Haute Couture Fall 2014

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Ultron-5, 1x22

Coolest scene in EMH, bar none.





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