I just saw a pic of k*lo ren and had a tb to that time when I knew nothing abt star wars and my friend showed me a pic of him saying that he was her fave character and really hot and I remember thinking “wow that’s the ugliest man I’ve ever seen”
“Pansy washed her hands in cold water. She felt guilty, on bad days, for hot sips of tea. She was supposed to be cold. That was the point of her, a sharp edge, a chill down your spine. She was unkind. She couldn’t run away from that, the cruel barbs she’d spat out all her life. She was turning them other places now, useful ones, instead of easy targets, but this was still her life. Her core held no light.” - (ugly: in defense of pansy parkinson by dirgewithoutmusic )
Uhh so this was in my drafts which I havent checked in weeks and totally forgot about? Anyway seeing as the fic I was supposed to be posting today got deleted,,, yall can have this one from like 5 months ago instead lmao.
Tony really should have noticed sooner.
On the surface, nothing seemed wrong. Steve was fine. A little ragged, maybe, but fine. He acted in the same way, smiled at Tony no differently, scolded Clint no less.