I love how Sherlock stands on the roof in the final scenes of the reichenbach fall. with his arms streched out, like he’s going to fly, like he actually is an angel.
He presents himself on the roof, only for john.
He presents himself. He wants John to watch, he wants John to SEE, that it isn’t real. its all a big joke, a magic trick. nothing more.
it’s like he’s screaming. Come on, John. Get it! You are clever, you’re gonna figure it out. Everythings gonna be all right, just look at me closely.
But John doesn’t get it. He takes it for real and falls into a black hole of desperation and loneliness. and when sherlock sees the shorter man on the graveyard he doesn’t know if he should laugh- because john is so awkward. talking with a gravestone and petting it. or cry because john believed him and seeing the other man so lonely and broken, tears his cold heart apart.
(please insert a reichenbachfall gif on top of it and enjoy my crappy writing. thank you)
→greetings and goodbyes
no matter what people say, it’s hard to get in the fandom
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“I swear to god, Steve, I will drop the PASIV out of this fucking window if you don’t tell me RIGHT NOW why you thought taking this goddamn job was a good idea, what with Bucky running around our heads trying to shoot us out of our dreams.”
“Can’t you feel it, Clint? You’re antsy. We’re all antsy. We’ve been the best dreamshare team there is out there since Cobb’s disbanded, and we haven’t gone under in over a year.”
Avengers Inception AU → wherein Thor of Odin Corp. hires Steve Rogers’ elite dreamsharing team to perform inception on his brother, Loki, and a shade of their ex-resident thief Bucky (who was killed when the team’s last job went horribly wrong) tries his best to sabotage it.
Or: Steve extracts, Tony builds, Clint runs point, Natasha’s a master of impersonation, Bruce concocts, Thor’s a tourist, and things happen.
(Source: -andrews)
i like to think that clint loves sweet things. and he eates them all the time. chocolate, brownies, cupcakes, snickers, mars,… it doesn’t matter what, as long as it’s sweet and tastes good. there’s nothing too sweet for clint and tasha likes to joke about him. she’s more the black coffee person, no sugar, no milk. bitter and sour stuff.
so sometimes clint likes to eat sweets while sitting in his nest. but not when he’s working, ‘cause then his fingers would get all sticky and he couldn’t grab the bow or the arrow properly and would miss or shoot the wrong person. he only eats when there isn’t something to do, besides watching the others.
at the moment his passion are m&m’s. And although they all taste the frigging same and the color doesn’t matter, he likes to split them up. every time he picks out the green ones, eats them slowly, enjoying them as they would taste better than the others. He likes the green ones most, because they remind him of Bruce. Like the Hulk they are green and have a hard frame, but inside they have this wonderful chocolate core. and that’s what bruce is. the most amazing chocolate core clint ever laid his eyes- and also mouth- on.
clint visits bruce. he made up a lame excuse for his visit, something about gardening on bruces balcony or some flower stuff he actually has no clue about. they chat, eat m&m’s and look at each other when they think the other one isn’t looking, blushing slightly when their eyes meet.
bruce eventually asks why clint only picks out the green m&ms. Clint only shrugs.
“It’s not like they taste any different, it’s just the color”, Bruce says, putting a red one in his mouth.
“The green ones remind me of you”, Clint finally admits and looks up to Bruce, who’s standing in front of him, laughing quietly.
“Next time bring skittles, so I can eat all the violet ones.”
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um yeah. the idea that clint has a sweettooth, sort of stuck in my head and i just had to write something about it. i also tried to draw hawkeye but it turned out terrible..
am, yeah. please excuse my bad english and the grammar. it’s not my native language and i caaaan’t get a proper grip of the english grammar. fuck you, tenses, really. fuck you.
So, well. Have some clintxbruce under a wonderful gifset not made by me, and the fic mostly refers to the last one (but i couldn’t find a more accurate gif of those two cuties. ignore tony. or, stare at him and never look at something else again. you know, as you please)
enjoy and deal with my bad grammar and spelling >)
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- Careless Whisper
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