revenge of the falling

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being Loras twin and betrothed to Robb

helping Robb and his house when the war breaks out

catching Robb’s attention when you visit the North

being Sandor’s daughter and falling in love with Robb

Robb overhearing you sing

Theon always making sexual remarks at you, which you don’t get and Robb getting pissed off

denying Robb an orgasm while touching him under the table during dinner

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proof that sexy lounging was indeed part of the curriculum at the time lord academy:

We are all familiar with Exhibit A:

(Ninth Doctor, The End of the World)


Fewer of us may know of Exhibit B:

(Christopher Eccleston, behind the scenes, The Unquiet Dead)


Fewer still Exhibit C:

(Christopher Eccleston, behind the scenes, Revengers Tragedy)


And now we have Exhibit D:

(The Master, The Doctor Falls)


And Exhibit E:

(John Simm, behind the scenes, The Doctor Falls)


Proving that it’s not just a Nine thing or a CE thing, but also a Master thing and a Simm thing.  SCIENCE!

anonymous asked:

Ik it isn't bitter sunday but like what if tony had a daughter and team free loader tries to go back to the compound and she gives them a piece of her mind ft. Pepper,Rhodey, & Peter

Her name is Vic because of course Tony names his daughter Victory. She is almost as tall as Tony–she’ll get there one day, of that she’s sure–has her father’s curly, brown hair and her mother’s grey eyes–and, as her mother likes to joke sometimes, both of their worst qualities. She’s petty and sharp-tongued and never quite knows when to quit, and she adores Tony almost as much as Tony adores her.

Only Pepper, Rhodey and Peter are smart enough to be terrified of her.


The first time Pepper realises the extend of the Wrath Of Vic™ she’s leading the redeemed Avengers into their old compound. It’s still official SI property and since Tony refused to be here Pepper has decided to handle the team herself. She’s got plans.

Plans she never gets the chance to enact. Because when they arrive at the compound, Pepper is as surprised as everyone else to discover that they aren’t alone. And that every wall–every wall in the entire building, how did she even do that–is painted in the most galling, eye-paining shade of orange she has ever had the misfortune to see.

She doesn’t let any of her surprise show of course. Pepper hasn’t worked for Tony for years for nothing. Besides the returning “heroes” expressions are very gratifying indeed.

The orange isn’t the only new decoration either. In every place where there used to be the trademark Avengers sign, there is now Traitors written in poisonous green letters on the walls. The floors have been covered in a very cheap, very ugly carpet with a lot of suspicious spots Pepper decides she doesn’t want to investigate. The kitchen is filled with food.

Weeks old food.

Pepper is starting to suspect that Vic has been preparing for this ever since the Congress finally decided to take up negotiations on the Accords again.

(She is wrong. Vic has been preparing for this day since she spent seven endless hours in an impersonal hospital waiting room, awaiting the news of her father’s fate.)

The furniture in the personal rooms is mostly still there, if now covered in spray-painted graffitis. Mostly there seem to be a lot of penises and middle-fingers from what Pepper can make out. It’s so pointlessly childish she has to hide her face behind a file for a moment to hide a stubborn smile.

Dirty footprints, drops of paint, greasy hand prints on the windows, dust…the place is a mess.

Pepper is so busy pretending not to bask in Steve Roger’s horrified disbelief, she almost misses the girl sitting cross-legged in the middle of the common room–on the only spot of clean floor available–typing away on a laptop.

“Oh, you’re here,” she comments, shuts her laptop.

Rogers frowns. “Who are you?” he asks distractedly, apparently still in too much shock by the state of his home.

Vic blinks, once, twice, then smiles with all her teeth. “My name is Victory Stark. You may remember meeting my father, Anthony Stark.”

The announcement is met by stunned silence.

“I didn’t–didn’t know Tony had a daughter,” Steve manages to get out eventually.

Impossibly, Vic’s grin widens. 

“Don’t worry,” she says as she gets to her feet, shoulders her bag, “You’re unlikely to forget any time soon.”

And with that she pirouettes on her heels, kicking an open can of Red Bull until it falls over and spills on the ground where she sat just a moment ago, and strides out of the room, humming I’m sexy and I know it as she does so.

[”How did you do it? You’d have to have been painting day and night to do this much damage in such a short time!” Pepper asks curiously a few hours later.

“Would’ve been some well-spent weeks.” Vic shrugs unapologetically. “Wasn’t necessary though. I just asked on craigslist if any Iron Man fans felt the need to make their feelings known to the dear Captain.”

“And proprietary damage is what you came up with?”

“Oh, no.” Vic’s smile is unholy. “That’s just the start. I got together with some girls from my school to brainstorm. Honestly, how more people aren’t deathly afraid of cheerleaders I’ll never know.”

…Pepper knows better than to ask.]

Person: so who is your favourite singer?
Me: Gerard Way
Person: cool, favourite actor?
Me: Gerard Way
Person: your hero?
Me: Gerard Way
Person: okay in your religeon who is your god?
Me: Gerard Way
Person: your favourite model
Me: Gerard Way
Person: okay seriously.. what about favourite food?!
Me: Gerard Way
Person: Ugh come on Favourite colour??!!
Me: …
Person: …
Me: Gerard Way

I keep getting increasingly excited about the idea of, instead of a revenge epic, a forgiveness epic.
In the revenge epics, it’s always the main character who’s been wronged, who has the moral high ground and ain’t afraid to use it, which is cool and all, but–what about a main character who doesn’t have the moral high ground? Who’s done wrong and knows it? Who spends a long time trying to squirm away from what they’ve done, cover it up, lock it away, but finally is driven to a breaking point of admission–
And is forgiven?