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[FF Snippet - Avengers - Stony] Hot PointsTony grumbled as he hugged his jacket closer to himself. How the hell did he get talked into coming here? Social gatherings were not his bag of chips, especially ones that involved all the idiots from school sitting around watching bigger idiots give each other brain damage for fun. He was also pretty sure that half the people here were making out under the bleachers anyway, and what the hell, man. If he couldn't get any, he sure as hell didn't want to be watching people that were. It wouldn't take more than a fake yawn to dump his forty-two ounce soda onto the ones right under him-
"OW." Pepper had stomped on his foot with her own. He gave her a pout that seemed to beg for her to let him have some fun.
"You don't want to get stuffed in a locker again, do you? I thought you'd be embarrassed enough that the fire dept had to come cut you out in front of everyone." Oh god. She had her arms folded over her chest. How the hell did she manage to look so menacing like that? Tony
[FF - Avengers - FrostIron] Between Breaths, Ch 3Chapter 3
I hope I will get the chance to be someone,
To be human,
Look what we've done,
Look what we've done...
"Oh my god, Tony, no. Please. Please tell me that's not a dead hooker." Pepper was standing by the wet bar on the top floor of Stark Tower, massaging her forehead from stress. Tony, who was currently carrying an unconscious Loki by the armpits, made a point to roll his eyes at her.
"Oh please, I would have at least called you to have a Persian rug ready for me." He headed towards his bedroom. "We'll just drop him in here, Happy." The driver nodded, guiding the rest of Loki's body through the doorway. After they laid him on the bed, Tony walked out while rubbing his palms together as if they were dusty. "Oookaayyy. Who wants to put him in jammies?" Pepper gave him a 'sometimes-I-can't-believe-you're-for-real' look.
"Are you even going to explain what's going on? Do I even want to know?" She had her ha
[FF - Avengers - FrostIron] Between Breaths, Ch 2Chapter 2
Human, I wonder why you're a better make
Than I could ever build or create,
You know not love or hate
I am so scared of what will kill me
A very full Tony Stark leaned back into his chair. Everyone at the table was staring at him. "What? Have you all finally come to realize how lucky you are to have such an attractive asset to the team? It's all right if you want to stare. Sometimes I catch myself in the rear-view and I have to pull over just to catch my breath."
"Actually, I was going to mention how this is the first time you've finished your food before everyone because normally you're making an arrogant ass out of yourself." Steve replied, matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, I was wondering why I didn't have the headache that usually accompanies these lunches." Natasha nodded, while making a face that seemed to say 'not bad.' Next to her, Bruce was smiling, while playing with the straw in his drink. Tony frowned, looking at him.
"Go ahead, Banner. You may as well join t
[FF - Avengers - FrostIron] Between Breaths, Ch 1Chapter 1
Human behave yourself,
You have burst out at the seams
Let it all fall out, open your mouth
Often I lie wide awake,
Think of things I can make
But I don't seem to have the parts to build them...
It hadn't been an easy task, escaping what those around him called 'justice.' Anyone who didn't know him intimately would think he had improvised at the last second, in an act of pure cunning. But Loki had a fail-safe planned during the entire battle in Manhattan. He knew that if he created a safety net, it would drain much of his magic from him and that could cost him in battle. However, he also knew that if his Chitauri army was defeated, that he would be taken back to Asgard to be punished severely for his crimes. And who would beg mercy for a monster?
The plan itself was fairly simple. He had made a copy of himself. One of miraged flesh that was capable of speech. Thor never had been able to tell the difference between one of his illusions and the real thing. But the
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
5:20i went to the forest
to purify my lungs
then i saw the thick
three letter scar
i left in a slender
birch, and wondered how
i could let you poison
another living thing.
moths aren't afraid of pins
till they're stuck to a piece of styrofoam.
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