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(Anonymous) 2011-11-05 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
FANFICEPTION
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(Anonymous) 2011-11-05 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
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i'm pretty sure this is the worst thing i have ever written but the idea wouldn't leave me alone 8(
He sat up and looked around her room. Nothing was out of place, save for the lone piece of paper sitting in Carol's typewriter where she'd left it before she'd curled up in a chair and passed out because he'd been slipping her decaf coffee all day.
'"Oh, Sentry, your hair doth shine with the light of a thousand suns," Thor proclaimed,' read the paper. 'His own golden locks flowing in the breeze.'
"What the fuck, that's not even a real sentence," Clint muttered to himself as he squinted at the page. He read further, his expression turning more and more into Long Neck Reaction Guy as he neared the end. (Hair braiding and naked wrestling with the sun glinting off magnificent pecs will do that to a guy.) A loud squawk escaped him as he reached the ending sentence.
'Ms. Marvel leaned back in her chair with a smile on her face. "This will bring internet fame for sure! Everyone loves guys who could be L'Oreal models."'
Clint eyed Carol. She was still asleep.
He eyed the typewriter. Then he slowly got up and moved until he could see behind the coffee table where the typewriter was sitting.
Bee-Pug licked his crotch. Clint stared more. Bee-Pug looked up at his reluctant owner and grinned a doggy grin.
There was silence for a long moment.
"We," Clint said as he pointed at the dog, "Are never speaking of this again. And you are never writing anything like this again. Got it?"
Bee-Pug barked in reply. The rest of the Avengers slept on.
At least until the fire alarms and sprinklers went off because Clint had tried to burn the fanfic in the oven which really wasn't his brightest idea ever.
Maybe they should invest in a fireplace...
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I WILL FIGHT ANYONE WHO SAYS OTHERWISE
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Re: i'm pretty sure this is the worst thing i have ever written but the idea wouldn't leave me alone
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besides write hawt thor/sentry porn i mean wrestling
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Re: i'm pretty sure this is the worst thing i have ever written but the idea wouldn't leave me alone
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Re: i'm pretty sure this is the worst thing i have ever written but the idea wouldn't leave me alone
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yes oh my god
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