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Thor: Thor sleeps anywhere, and naked. This has caused a few issues.
Steve: on his back or side, straight as he can, barely moving. This is a habit left over from camps and barracks, squashed in with other soldiers, and from before, from the cold bitter new York winters when he was a kid. The cold was dangerous for him, screwed with his lungs, so every night Bucky would come to his place and squeeze into his narrow bed to keep him warm. He was like a furnace. Steve’s elbows and knees were sharp as knives so he made sure to keep extra still so his friend would be comfortable. Bucky’s warmth probably saved his life.
Natasha: Fetal position. Natasha curls up like a cat, all curved limbs and tousled hair, one hand by her face. She looks innocent, almost at peace. This is because her other hand is wrapped around the gun beneath her pillow.
Tony: Sleeps spreadeagle, mouth open, limbs splayed, wherever he collapses. He goes days and days without sleep; he is the wraith in Avengers tower, making coffee and scrambled eggs at 4am and disappearing back to his lab. Steve’s not much for sleep either, and he’s the only one besides Pepper who can gain access to Tony’s workshop, so he often goes downstairs to find Tony passed out on the floor with a wrench clutched in his fist and oil in his hair. If Tony ever wonders why he falls asleep on the workshop floor and wakes up in his bed with his shoes removed, he never mentions it to Steve.
Bruce: sleeps more than any of them. It’s maybe a metabolism thing. Hulking out uses up a lot of energy, so whenever he shrinks back to regular Bruce-size he eats enough for three and then sleeps for at least 16 hours. He sleeps in fetal position like Natasha, but tighter, knees tucked up almost to his chest, his whole body a clenched fist. It looks almost painful. He frowns and mutters to himself, and sometimes he cries out. There is an unspoken agreement amongst the rest of the team that they won’t mention it.
Clint: Sleeps with his eyes open. Sitting up. On the couch, or on top of the fridge, or on the stairs. Basically wherever affords the best position to scare the shit out of Tony at 3 in the morning.
so I’m reading through this, and I’m like “wow, this is spot-on, this person has a really good grasp of the avengers”
and then I read clint’s
and now I am crying.
(via transpadfoot)Source: theumbrellaseller
November has ended, so let’s all gather round and celebrate the hirsute glory that was Movember 2013 by marveling at the face, neck, and chest of Jonathan Burnside. For his 4th year as a Movember participant, Jonathan grew a splendid handlebar mustache that he eventually connected with his beard and chest hair in order to create the unmistakable shape of a playful cat.
‘I just did a handlebar moustache and then cut half of it off,’ he explained. ‘I made a template to get the basic shape. Then I shaved negative space lines for the details, which did not show up on camera. Then my wife did an outline in eye liner, which also did not show up on camera. Then I just went ahead and outlined it in Sharpie.’
We love how the Einstein tattoo on Jonathan’s left arm appears to be marveling at the fuzzy feline right along with us.
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"I asked my new supervisor, Daniel, why it’s StrexCorp that is issuing a Missing Child Alert, and not Tamika Flynn’s family or the Sheriff’s Secret Police. But he just started shaking, and sparking, and humming. Then the hallway got too cloudy and I couldn’t breathe, and my show was starting, so I left him alone.
He’s still standing at the studio window, staring at me, twitching, sparks subsiding, but his mouth has fallen open revealing…is that motor oil? Tar? I don’t know. But it’s going to be hard to concentrate if he doesn’t leave.” - Episode 36, Missing
Gave Cecil some tattoos! And based Daniel on a guy at work (who may, or may not, hum and spark and have a mouth full of motor oil/tar). Mwahahahaaa. You can’t stop me, world.
“Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!”
“Stop saying that!”
When I taught sixth grade, after standardized testing was done, the school was going to show Harry Potter 4 over the closed circuit as a treat. Every kid I had had either seen it or wasn’t allowed to (those kids went to the library). So I showed them Princess Bride instead, which I had in my truck. Of the 120 kids, only 1 had ever seen it. I’d never seen the kids so pumped up. The all-boys class, generally packed with kids the administration thought of as disruptive or inattentive, all stood up as one during this scene, howling and clapping after previously shouting “no” when it looked like Inigo wasn’t going to make it. Best movie viewing experience of my whole life.
(via doubtingsalmon)Source: lockelamoras