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for livvi, a song for (almost) every au these idiots have. (x)
i.coffee shop au; falling in love at a coffee shop - landon pigg ii.high school au; first date - blink 182 iii.legally blonde au; take it like a man - legally blonde the musical iv.single parents au; haven’t met you yet - michael buble v.teen pregnancy au; baby mine - disney’s on the record vi.wwii au; i’ll be seeing you - billie holiday vii. 50s au; if i give my heart to you - doris day viii.bad girl/good guy au; girl all the bad guys want - bowling for soup ix.punk band au; when it’s time - american idiot the musical x.forced into dating each other au; i like you so much better when you’re naked - ida maria xi.tramp is rich/country club au; can’t buy me love - the beatles xii.office au; step into my office baby - belle & sebastian xiii.superhero au; superman - taylor swift xiv. made of honor au; so close - jon mclaughlin (i understand the irony here) xv.flower shop au; enchanted - taylor swift
This is the most useful thing I’ve ever reblogged.
i used to think when people said my cousin twice removed that their cousin must’ve did some fucked up shit to get kicked out of the family twice
When I found this the first thing I thought was “now I can find out how Count Olaf is related to the Baudelaire children.”
Ahh thank you!! Absolutely! Thank you for asking, I really appreciate it.
Hey if you’re gonna reblog something of mine, please don’t delete the comment, okay? Especially if it’s a playlist. Like yeah, I worked hard on the graphic but not as hard as I did on the playlist so just????? Don’t???????? It’s actually kind of rude.
whiiiiiplaaaaash; a mix for this speedy little shithead mutant.
i. time in a bottle - jim croce // ii. one week - barenaked ladies // iii. young volcanoes - fall out boy // iv. black betty - ram jam // v. ain’t no rest for the wicked - cage the elephant // vi.another one bites the dust - queen // vii. move bitch - ludacris // viii. everybody loves me - onerepublic // ix. renegade - styx // x. you’re gonna go far, kid - the offspring // xi. born to run - bruce springsteen // xii. wish you were here - pink floyd // xiii. rock and roll all nite - kiss // xiv. time - pink floyd // xv. come with me now - kongos // xvi. harder better faster stronger - daft punk
thanks to kingdom-dance for suggestions~
Mister, You’re My Dish.
Because a sexy showgirl and a dorky detective shouldn’t work nearly as well as they do.
That Man — Caro Emerald|| Squeeze Me — Patrice Covington || Show Off — Sutton Foster|| You Do Something To Me — Conal Fowkes || You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To — Frank Sinatra || Let’s Misbehave — Boilermaker Jazz Band || It’s All Right With Me — Michael Feinstein || It’s Fate Baby, It’s Fate — Betty Garrett (feat. Frank Sinatra) || A Moment — Bitter:Sweet|| Dr. Wanna Do — Caro Emerald || Sweet Pea — Amos Lee || Water and Love — Amanda Mora|| Goodnite —Melody Gardot || So In Love — Lara Fabian & Mario Frangoulis || Let’s Do It (Let’s Fall In Love) — Alanis Morissette
"…. I thought you were pizza."
It was almost midnight. Clint had recently arrived back in New York after a six month mission overseas working for A.R.C. Upon his return came his recommendation for S.H.I.E.L.D. to take on one of A.R.C.’s best operatives as they began to deal with trying to cover up the increasing number of “anomalies” as they were called, and he was pleased as punch when a few weeks later that operative showed up on the scene. Never mind that she was his sort-of-girlfriend-person, that wasn’t why he wanted her… Well okay, it was a little bit why he wanted her, but she was also smart, and useful, and knew a hell of a lot more about the anomalies than any of them. Did it matter that his relationship with Jess had gotten a lot more serious than anyone had expected? No, of course not, it was completely irrelevant, which is why he conveniently decided to leave it out of his report.
Mistake number one, I guess.
Mistake number two was probably telling Natasha she’d really enjoy working on the anomaly team with him, when he should have known that she and Jess would mix about as well as oil and water… Or more like oil and a nuclear bomb.
Three would be going over to Jess’s when they were on call for a mission, and four would be ordering pizza at 11:30pm, even though Jess had insisted she wasn’t hungry and just wanted to stay in bed. Five was hearing the doorbell ring, assuming it was pizza, jumping out of bed, and answering the door in his underwear to find Natasha standing there. They stared at each other incredulously for a long time, Clint too amazed at his own stupidity to even speak.
"… I thought you were pizza."
"What the fuck, Clint."
"I said I thought you were pizza."
"No, I mean what the fuck, Clint?!”
"I know!" he sighed, putting a hand over his eyes. "I know, I shouldn’t have ordered pizza…!"
She laughed, incredulously. ”You are unbelievable. Do you really have to sleep with every girl—?”
"No!" he cut her off. "No. Just… Cute ones."
She raised her eyebrows, her eyes shooting daggers.
"Whatever this is," she threatened, leaning very close to him. "It needs to stop, okay? Jess is - admittedly - very nice. Very nice, sickeningly nice, too nice for you.”
"Hey, whoa," he said, putting his hands carefully on her shoulders and pushing her back a few steps. "This isn’t just a fling, okay? It’s a— It’s a thing, it’s a real—"
Nat looked as if she was trying very hard not to roll her eyes, and Clint was grateful. He already knew he was an idiot, he didn’t need Nat making him feel any worse about it.
"I know how long that is, God. Are you twelve?” She gave in to the eye roll and punched him in the arm. ”How long has this been going on?”
Clint shifted awkwardly. He and Nat were very close, but it didn’t change how weird it felt to talk about his current relationship with his ex. ”Like… four, five months?”
She looked as if she desperately wanted to say something snide, but decided against it. Again, he was grateful. ”Well don’t fuck this one up.” she muttered, thrusting a file into his chest. ”Tell your girlfriend we’ve got a mission.”
That was the closest thing to an approval Clint was gonna get. He gave her a small smile. ”Thanks.”
The corners of her mouth twitched upward for the briefest moment. ”Whatever. Put some pants on.”
Some Shiptuations — Clint Barton joins A.R.C.
This whole dinosaur wrangler thing? It's fucking weird. But at least I've got you, right?