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Here it comes.

Tony heaved an uneven sigh as the lecture
began again, as if the ten part series prefacing
it had been any different. Every time there was
the slightest slip-up in the lab, Bruce had to
treat it like a god damn medical emergency.
With his lips pursed and arms folded delicately
across his chest, Tony watched the other man
move, his gestures vaguely tense as his speech
transformed into something akin to the droning
language of the adults in Charlie Brown.

                                   Wah-wahwah-wahwah.

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          “ Yeah, okay. I get it, Bruce. I’m not
          being purposely reckless, I keep an
          eye out and I try to do things as
          methodically as you want me to, but
          sometimes—— shit happens.

Bruce paused in setting out the tools
he would need to stitch up Tony’s wound,
looking up with a flicker of surprise at
the defensive tone he could hear in 
the other man’s voice. 

Sometimes… Bruce forgot that Tony
perceived the consequences of
reckless behavior in a different light.
Recklessness might have ruined Banner,
but it had made Stark better, stronger.
It had turned him into a hero. 

"…hm." The physicist finally murmured,
gaze returning to his medical equipment,
meticulously laid out on the table.
He pulled on a pair of nitrite gloves and
reached up to swab Tony’s cut with disinfectant.

"—-I don’t actually think that’s true." 
Bruce replied mildly, eyes still on the wound.
"I think you usually are purposely reckless,
partially because you’re impatient, and
      partially because it’s how you do some of your best work…”

Smirking, Banner’s gaze flicked to Tony’s,
then away again. 
                         ”…you’re a pain in the ass.” 

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     ”…Arthur..” Bruce begins,
     ( and eventhough he knows
     the moniker is falsified,
     he’s never been able to get out
     of the habit of calling Sherlock
     by that name).
 
                     ”…My Farsi is rusty, but…”
                    He gestures to the market vendor,
                    expression mild,  
                     ”— I’m pretty sure that man
                     just made a deal to sell
                     your organs on the black market…”

Sherlock smirked. “Joke’d be on him, then,” he said smugly. “Former heavy drug user and current intermittent smoker. Probably not worth much outside of the medical research profession or my body.”

Bruce can’t help but snort in amusement,
glancing sidelong at Sherlock. 
"…I’m not sure whether that’s better,
                                                         or worse…” 

Either way, best to move along. 
Banner has no interest in buying
from a marketeer, not when his
own head is worth a mint to
certain governmental bodies… 

”..Maybe…” Bruce adds, bemused,
"— maybe he just wants to dissect you,
to figure out how you stay so thin
without dying of malnutrition…” 

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      Bruce looked up at the sound of footsteps,
      curiously pushing his safety goggles up
      into his curls and setting aside the ionized
      volcanic rock he’s been studying for the 
      better part of an hour. 

      The man entering his lab is a stranger,
      except that Banner would know him anywhere
      based on the stories Steve has told him.

      “—- Mr. Wilson.” The physicist says, surprised.
                                 ”…to what do I owe the pleasure?” 

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When a few sentenced answer turns into a drabble: a short story novel by me

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     ”…Arthur..” Bruce begins,
     ( and eventhough he knows
     the moniker is falsified,
     he’s never been able to get out
     of the habit of calling Sherlock
     by that name).
 
                     ”…My Farsi is rusty, but…”
                    He gestures to the market vendor,
                    expression mild,  
                     ”— I’m pretty sure that man
                     just made a deal to sell
                     your organs on the black market…”

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      Bruce doesn’t speak immediately
      instead setting down an open envelope 
      on Melissa’s desk. Within lie a pair
      of tickets, museum passes, for an exhibit
      titled 

                                  Treasures of Xamar :
              Exploring the History of the Porty City Mogadishu

      
The scientist tips his head, eyes keen,
      and offers her a smile.

                 ”…go with me.” He says,
                             ”And tell me everything they missed.”

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{ -not so subtly rolls onto you- ^u^ }

       Bruce has learned that
       if they’re going to make it
       through the entire
                            Farmer’s Market
       without Carol purchasing a
       thousand handmade scarves,
                                he has to keep her focused
                                on the task at hand.

       Dutifully, the Physicist holds up a Persimmon
        and turns to his blonde companion,
                                      “…Does this look ripe to you?” 

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      “—-You realize..” Bruce huffed, 
      lugging the well-stocked med kit 
      out from under a lower cabinet 
      and heaving it onto the lab’s workbench
      with a grunt.
                “—that if you just took precautions,
                                       I’d be patching you up a lot less…” 

      The physicist eyed the cut above
      Tony’s browline with a critical twist of his lips.
      Sighing, he resigned himself. 
                                                “…stitches.” 

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// Hello, lovelies! I’m actually online! If I was feeling able to throw out a few easy starters, would anyone be interested in grabbing them up? 

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