Russian_Timelord



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    This is not my world. Unless I am in another dimension where Earth has two moons, this isn't even Earth. If so, these barbarians are not ancient Norse people. I fell into a cave, hit my head, and woke up in a world with torches, leather, and swords. I'm lost and not understood, and my only friend has a penchant for blood warpaint.

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    22 May 2013

  2. Rec 17

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    "No name. No date of birth. No known alias. A goddamned one man army and we have nothing to go on, at all?" Tony says, staring at the folder which supposedly holds the key to his would-be assassin but only is his track record. The only residue of this invisible operative. "There must be something, someone somewhere who knows what the fuck this guy is up to. No one man can be like that, unstoppable."

    Bruce speaks for the first time. "Why?" he questions, simply. "Why wont he stop?"

    "It's the way we were programmed." Natasha says simply, before she realises her slip of the tongue. No one else in the room misses it.

     

     

    (A Solider of Winter comes to New York, and hell follows in his footsteps.)

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    14 May 2013

  3. Rec 29

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    The first time she has the dream, it leaves her panting and aching, but not unsettled.

    It is, after all, to be expected. She has not been with a man in such a long time now, has had no time for such things or even for such thoughts. And of all the men who surround her, day and night, Jon Snow is the comeliest and the nearest to her own age. It's only natural that if she is to dream of any of her men in that way, it is him.

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    11 Apr 2013

  4. Public Bookmark 29

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    The first time she has the dream, it leaves her panting and aching, but not unsettled.

    It is, after all, to be expected. She has not been with a man in such a long time now, has had no time for such things or even for such thoughts. And of all the men who surround her, day and night, Jon Snow is the comeliest and the nearest to her own age. It's only natural that if she is to dream of any of her men in that way, it is him.

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    11 Apr 2013

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    Fill for the asoiaf kink meme prompt: "During the trip to the North, Robert attempts to force Jaime to pick a squire from a non-Lannister, trustworthy family. He gives Jaime a “choice” as to whom. The adult Starks & Robert try to get him to choose Robb; Jaime being Jaime picks Jon.

    Jon is pretty and this obviously annoys Catelyn (Oh no! The Bastard gets an honor!), Robert (because Jaime picked the one he wouldn’t have chosen), & Ned (who hates Jaime on principle). Jon doesn’t mind this at all."

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    10 Apr 2013