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27 Jul 2012
“You’re Captain America,” he blurts out.
“What?” says Captain America, looking a little wide-eyed. He casts a nervous glance at the girl at the counter – he has nothing to worry about there, she’s rocking out to her iPod and could care less what they’re talking about – and says, “No, uh, Steve, it’s just, I’m Steve.”
“Right,” says Peter, and then because his brain-to-mouth filter had apparently been completely destroyed in the fight on Oscorp Tower: “Hey, your butt really is as tight as it looks on TV.”
For this prompt, asking for a Clerks AU. God help me. I need to stay off tumblr.
Raleigh is the put-upon clerk at Shatterdome's crummiest Quick Stop, and he gets called in on his day off. All hell breaks loose, but, hey, Chuck's right next door.
Now, if he could just do something about the damn shutters....
5 Nov 2014
- Ты Капитан Америка! - выпалил он.
- Что? - переспросил Капитан Америка, слегка удивившись. Он нервно оглянулся на девушку у прилавка - тут можно было не волноваться, она пританцовывала под музыку своего iPod и не обращала ни малейшего внимания на их разговор - и сказал. - Нет, я Стив, эм, меня зовут Стив.
- Ага, - согласился Питер и продолжил, потому что, похоже, его фильтр между тем, что приходит ему в голову, и тем, что слетает с языка, полностью пришел в негодность в ходе битвы на Башне Оскорп. - А задница у тебя и вправду такая классная, как на экране телевизора.
There are a multitude of theories as to why soulmarks happened and when they first appear. Ultrasounds offer nothing, some babies are born with them others get them later, but when do they show? Scientists will offer a varying amount of theories but the bottomline is: they haven’t a fucking clue.
It usually coincides with a painful experience, at first it was believed that it was the reason babies cried when they were born, their soulmarks were appearing. A broken bone, a rough run in between your toe and a door, a bad fall onto the cement; it was always something, then there they were...