damned. cold. water

One thing that drives me nuts in Daredevil, because the show/Matt never acknowledges it:

Matt can’t tell when Elektra is lying.

Not ever! And you would think that he would have caught on by this point, but no, he still says things like ‘your heartbeat is always loud and clear’ and falls for lines like ‘listen to my heartbeat, you know it’s true’* without a blink.

Like, at this point I just admire Elektra for having the chutzpah to pull all this off, but damn Matthew. You never learn.

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Dad:76 making sure all his kids were stabilized with some granola bars and meeting other cool dads at Otakon.

Please tag other people if you know them!

The fantastic Mercy is @frostyghost

The crazy-good Soldier:76 is @buddaknife

The fellow Dad extraordinaire is @wizard-of-waz! Always good to see Dads looking out for their kids

523.8, (part one)

fandom: wolf 359
notes: T, domestic/library au, fluff, pairings are still undecided
characters: all of the main 8, with cameos from minor characters

summary: Scenes from Goddard Inc’s takeover of the Hephaestus; an independent, space-themed public library. Plus; Hilbert’s catnip, drunk trivia nights, Dewey Decimal spot-checks, Hera’s demon mom, Stampy the Roomba, and the continuing mystery of Jacobi’s actual job title.

excerpt:
“There are only three things you need to know about this place,” Lovelace announced as she sat down for her review. “Firstly: Eiffel is not allowed to ride the book train.”

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tricksterangelgabriel  asked:

Jim always runs hot which is perfect for Spock because he always feels cold, so they often snuggle up together under blankets. Bones finds it hilariously adorable, and may or may not snap photos.

Um. How about yes? Here’s a little modern!AU drabble for this precious, precious headcanon!


Jim’s favourite time of year is when the snow first starts to fall. Not only because he loves the snow, but because his two southern boyfriends don’t handle the cold well at all. Leonard gets even more grumbly and walks around in increasingly thick sweaters and refuses to go outside unless absolutely necessary. Spock on the other hand, prefers to burrow.

Settling on the couch, Jim props up his feet and just waits.

The cold has never bothered Jim, in fact, he usually runs hot, which is perfect during this season.

Spock walks in the door, a dusting of snow on his shoulders and in his hair. “Did it start snowing?” Jim asks with a little grin.

“I would think that would be rather obvious,” Spock responds dryly. He pulls his coat off and hangs it by the door. Not even pausing to dust the snow out of his hair, Spock makes straight for the couch.

Without a word, Jim lifts the blanket he doesn’t really need and throws it over Spock as he settles next to him. Chuckling, Jim wraps an arm around Spock as he curls up against Jim’s side, pressing against him as much as possible. “That cold out there, huh?” Jim asks softly, rubbing Spock’s shoulder and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Spock doesn’t say anything, just tucks himself tighter against Jim’s side and burrows under the blanket as much as his long frame will allow. Jim smiles to himself, and lets his boyfriend suck up as much warmth as he wants.

Leonard comes home a half hour later, grumbling under his breath and shaking snow from his hair and brushing it from his shoulders. “I hate winter,” he mutters. “It’s so god damned cold that water freezes in the sky. What’s that about anyway? Why can’t the sun have the good sense to shine and give off warmth like it’s supposed to?” Leonard continues.

When there’s no response, he glances toward the couch and sees Jim and Spock leaning on each other, dozing.

A smile spreads across his lips and he shakes his head fondly. Figures.

Fishing out his phone, Leonard snaps a few photos to add to his collection. The pair of them are always the same. Frankly it’s adorable the way Spock pulls the blanket up to his chin so only his eyes and the top of his head peek out.

Leonard puts his phone back in his pocket and moves towards the couch. “Hey,” he says softly, lightly shaking Jim’s shoulder. “Budge over a bit and spread the warmth.”

Jim smiles, and grins brightly up at Leonard. “Bout time you got home,” he yawns, and wiggles towards the middle of the couch, waking Spock in the process.

Wedging himself into the space created, Leonard steals a corner of the blanket and curls up on Jim’s other side.

Yes. Winter is definitely Jim’s favourite time of year.

Steve x Agent!reader – Cold Showers

[Master list]    [Nah, I want some Bucky fluff]

One-shot
(Not officially part of the How to Avenge 101 universe at present)

Word count: 4,318

Warnings: Nakedness, sexual tension, talk of previous injuries (scars) and FLUFFFFF

A/N: This is for everyone who is missing the good Captain at the moment in How to Avenge 101. I promise he’ll be back soon! :) It’s also for the thank you when I reached 100 or 200 followers (I forget which). It’s totally different from how I intended it to go - it went A LOT fluffier than I thought… Maybe one day I’ll come back to this and write a second part which is a little more physical? IDK. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, IS IT EVEN OK??????

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You wanted a shower.

You’d just got back from a mission where you’d had to tail some guy for over ten hours around a city. This wasn’t unusual – and you’d been called out to month long stealth tracking before. Plus it gave you a chance to use the grappling feature on your gauntlets and continue your free running skills. However, you’d been called out to the mission mid-way through a heavy out-door training session with some new recruits. You’d organised an obstacle course to develop agility training – your specialty. Unfortunately it was always your policy to go through the course with each recruit individually, to make sure they could see where the specific handholds were and to find their specialties and weaknesses. So not only did you feel the usual grime of the city weighing on you, you had been covered in sweat before you’d even left.

Basically you really needed a shower.

Trying not to think about the way your hair probably looked right now, you hurried back to your room before Maria could corner you and force you to do some other task. You ran inside, pausing to close the door with your hip as you bent to untie your laces to kick off your boots. You peeled out of your outfit as soon as humanly possible, throwing the gloves, shirt and the leggings to the other side of the room. Thankfully the items landed in your washing pile so you didn’t have to touch them later. You dumped the gauntlets by your bed, glad that they at least looked shiny. For some reason the metal never seemed to go dull.

Peeling out of your underwear you ran to the shower, turning on the faucet immediately and shoving your head under the spray.

It was freezing.

You jumped back, trying not to shriek at the sudden change in temperature. Raising an arm you smacked on the wall loudly, trying to communicate to Steve that you had to shower right now. You didn’t hear an answer back which made you frown. You and Steve basically had to communicate whenever you each wanted to shower, as whoever had designed this building had messed up the hot water that led to both your showers, resulting in only one of you getting hot water at once. You had a system in place where if you knocked on the wall first you got to shower first. But it seemed Steve wasn’t showering next door, so why was your water so cold?

You waited for five minutes for the water to heat up, but nothing happened.

Finally you gave up, stomping out of your room with a towel wrapped around you. This was becoming an annoying habit.

“Steve!” You called, angrily tapping on his door. “Steve, open up!”

The door opened almost immediately and the view almost made your jaw drop. In front of you stood Steve, also in nothing but a navy towel, although his was hung low on his waist. Oh God you thought, trying to avoid looking at how he had a perfect V leading down his hips. In fact, although you were attempting to not stare at him, you knew you could die a happy woman seeing the glorious muscle lines of Captain America so close.

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Hiruzen Sarutobi's Third-Worst Awakening of all Time

Rating: R (for language only)
Word Count: 1,276
Prompt: #13 Awkward Haunting
Characters: Sarutobi Hiruzen, Senju Tsunade, Shimura Danzo
Summary: So it turns out that “an eternity in the shinigami’s stomach” is more of a metaphor than a description.


“…can’t be right….missing from these files!”

After a long lifetime of getting the shit kicked out of him by various and sundry enemy forces, Hiruzen considered himself quite the connoisseur of unexpected awakenings.

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When hot water surprisingly turns cold w/ Marty

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SLC – Zion National Park: Angels Landing // Orderville Canyon

Brenna will forever recap adventures better than anyone I know, so if you’d like a more wonderful storytelling of our weekend, you should jet on over to her neck of the woods.

Last month was super rough for me. I’ve touched on it only a bit, but I had a lot of horrible days. I don’t acknowledge hurt very well. I don’t like to feel vulnerable. I’m not good at dealing with feelings and pain. I like to ignore, and we all know that never ends well.

So, one way of dealing with those things is to face them and move on. And maybe impulsively, but definitely spontaneously, I booked a last minute trip to see some of my truly favorite people I’ve ever met. This girl holds a real special place in my heart. I sent her my flight information before she even knew I booked my trip, and she responded giddily. I knew it was going to be just what I needed, and it was perfect.

If you want to be an idiot like me, always pick the earliest (cheapest) flight so that you create a nice set-up for an exhausting 72 hours. I got in still very early on Friday morning, and Brenna so kindly took of work to collect me and take me on a lovely brunch date and hike. Post hike, she indulged me with In-N-Out (cuz we ain’t got those at home) and then we headed South to pick up the tall one and company. 

There was one thing I had been wanting to do the next time I ventured out west, and that was to hike Angels Landing. It’s funny – I don’t have a fear of heights, but something about the thought of hiking that terrified me. (Perhaps it was all the googling I did?) It’s incredibly easy to have visions of going on crazy adventures and doing amazing, adrenaline-pumping activities that some wouldn’t dare dreaming about. They’re simple to think about doing but much harder to actually execute. I love a good thrill, but can I call myself an adrenaline junkie? Only to a certain point, I think. I don’t jump out of airplanes on the daily or regularly tempt fate. But, dopamine. It’s an incredible chemical that somehow makes the reward of doing something crazy so worth it.That’s not to say that smaller things can’t give you a rush, though. You don’t have to go balls to the wall at every activity to feel something special about it. 

I didn’t have anything to prove, other than that I could overcome obstacles, mentally AND physically. And that was the whole theme of the past month. Obstacles. Completing this hike was kind of a metaphor for that period of time.

AND OH MY GOD, IT WAS AMAZING. While the scenery took my breath away, Brenna made me feel relaxed. The sheer beauty of this world is incredible. I took every second in. It was the most fun hike I’ve ever done and I’d do it a thousand times over. Once we reached the top, there was a man who had brought his kids. One was a 9 year old girl who was just fearless. Kids, man. Wouldn’t it be great to live like that? To have absolutely nothing holding you back? I really thought on that for a while. 

Going back down was immediately easier mentally. Brenny is a fantastic mountain life coach and we got to encourage those we were passing who were on their way up. We giggled out pure adrenaline as we traipsed down the decline and then headed straight to Cafe Rio (heeeeaven on earth) where we demolished all of the food in Utah.

Since we started and finished our hike so early, we had most of the day/night free, so obviously the most logical thing to do was road trip through Arizona to California, ride some roller-coasters, and then end the night in Vegas. Because, duh.

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Sunday morning came way too early and we were soon on our way back to Zion to go play in the canyon. This was a trip of many firsts for me, including my first slot canyon and rappelling! And my, how FUN. The first few miles were a long walk to the base of the canyon, and then a few more miles of playing “don’t break your ankles” on the many tiny, but some large, rocks we had to navigate. 

The fun began when we hit water. I don’t think I was prepared for how COLD that damn water was, but the hot sunshine immediately balanced out the temperature once it hit your skin again. 

As KC read off the descriptions of the upcoming obstacles as “a water park,” I was excited to see exactly what they meant by that. It was the most literal water park, go figure. I hadn’t giggled so hard probably ever as I did watching Brenna and KC slide down the rocks on their ass, much like a 5 year old on a playground slide. SO MUCH FUN. 

The last couple of miles became inundated with lots of people, so we were pleased once we reached our final destination and fed our hangry bodies.

And I can’t thank my lovely Brenna enough for taking me adventuring and helping me clear my head and not to mention, making me PB cups (<3) and taking me back to the airport after a quick few hours of sleep before work. I LOVE YOU, BRENNY.

Until the next adventure, my heart is in Utah.