NASA’s Psychedelic Concepts From The 1970s Are Still Inspiring Today
Holy crap. It’s Saturn Apartments.
As egos collide, Black Widow—street name, Natasha Romanova—is the only character who does not throw a monstrous hissyfit. The only character to gather actionable intelligence against Loki from Loki. The character who not only literally kicks sense back into the brainwashed Hawkeye, but then absolves him of any sins performed while under the loony god’s spell.
You want fearless? When midtown Manhattan is swarming with thousands of robo-aliens, the dreaded Chitauri, Black Widow commandeers one of their slippery aero-sleds and flies it to steal Loki’s glowing phallic scimitar so as to save the world so Iron Man can blow up the aliens.
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From an article about the reviews downplaying/ignoring the importance of Black Widow in the film, and the role of women in action in general. (via honeyspider) I liked all the characters. I cannot think of a character whose performance I disliked. Hawkeye didn’t have too many scenes going for him, but he had his moments. Natasha, however, was so fantastic. You could tell she was a spy through and through. :)
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Nearly forgot about this. Happy to have you along for the ride, dear. :)
My dash is filled with Thane Krios today. Mostly from a certain person who will probably hit their post limit. ^_^
I do not mind. I will even share, too.
I normally don’t post porn on here, but…
JFC I WANT THIS.
Oh my gosh. The cup is edible. THE CUP IS EDIBLE.
Reunion at Matchbox - Kasumi and James
Kasumi was sure that he wasn’t picking up at least some of what she was saying, but he was keeping away from the alcohol, at least. She frowned when he mentioned his mother. “I’m sorry to hear that. Losing a parent is never easy.” The words came out with more emotion than she had intended them to.
She was glad when James managed to pose her a question. She wanted to get off depressing topics anyway, although this one could go badly as well, if she didn’t phrase the story carefully. “The Illusive Man contacted me and paid me quite a bit of money to join Shepard’s crew. I met her on the Citadel, and told her I’d be happy to help, so long as she helped me with something of my own.”
Kasumi really didn’t want to talk about this, but the mixture of alcohol and her desire to distract James made the words tumble out. “I was tracking a box that had some information stored in it that could have potentially started a war. Shepard help me track it down and erase it’s contents.” She chuckled to herself. “A very different kind of war started anyway, but regardless, her helping me proved to me that she was trustworthy.” She was curious as to how James met Shepard, but she really didn’t want to get him started talking about her.
So, instead, she forced herself to laugh. “Even with all of my skills, I couldn’t get a lousy greybox on my own.”
“Yeah, well…madre was probably better off to be honest.” He mumbled the words under his breath, having not intended to speak them out loud, but the alcohol was seriously impairing his mental filters. Regardless, he didn’t really want to get into it, so he was glad for the change in the conversation. At least at first. He soon realized it was probably a bad idea to start talking about Shepard. But she was on his mind, so it had slipped out.
“The Illusive Man again,” he grumbled. “Well, I guess, at least, not everything he did was a mistake. Just most of it.”
Then she started talking about some kind of box, and he lost her. Whatever story she was telling, his brain wouldn’t keep up, so he just stared at her mouth, watched the little tattoo moving. His hand shifted, rose of its own accord, and reached out toward her face. Until his eyes saw what his hand was doing, and he immediately willed his hand to move elsewhere. So, back to the bar and his beer he went. Then, well…he couldn’t help himself. They were there, just at the corner of his vision, so he shifted his sight slightly…and immediately wished he hadn’t. Wished he was somewhere else entirely. Shepard was tenderly holding the Drell’s hands, lifting them to her lips. “¡Maldita sea!” He drained the last of the beer from the bottle, then stood up, a little unsteady after the quick movement. “Had enough of this place….”
Kasumi wasn’t sure she had heard James right, but if she had, she was beginning to get worried about him. He looked completely out of it, getting worse as the minutes ticked by, even though he had stopped drinking.
She saw him lift his hand up towards her face, and it almost made her words die off. Then suddenly, his hand went to the bottle of beer next to him. She found herself lost in confusion as to what was going on in his head.
Then she saw his eyes drift towards Shepard, and witnessed the scene before them. Before she could even mentally curse, she saw James stand up.
“Hey, hey!” She jumped up, steadying him with her hands. “Take it slow, okay?” She watched Shepard, wondering if the Commander really was that blind to what was going on before looking up at him. “Maybe you have the right idea. Come on, let’s go outside. Some fresh air might do you some good.”
It’s about to get interesting, Vegoto fans~ :3
Yes, join us as we continue to torture our characters. We are cruel mommas.
