YOU GUYS. LET'S TALK ABOUT TONY STARK AND HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE HIM. BECAUSE I DO. A LOT. SO MUCH SO THAT I'VE SPENT A RIDICULOUS AMOUNT OF TIME ROCKING BACK AND FORTH IN MY CHAIR SINCE WATCHING THE AVENGERS TRAILER. IT'S JUST REALLY HARD TO CONTAIN MYSELF RIGHT NOW.
Kait: Tony Stark, who are you?
Me: What are you made of?
Kait: Candy. And $100 bills.
Me: And hookers.
Kait: And probably booze.
I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS, OKAY? I LOVE HIM AND STEVE BICKERING WITH EACH OTHER, I LOVE HIM FANBOYING BRUCE, I LOVE HIM BEING COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY RESOLVED ON THE WHOLE PROTECTING-THE-EARTH THING.
EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING. *FLAILFLAIL* *flop* *twitch*
Kait: Tony Stark, who are you?
Me: What are you made of?
Kait: Candy. And $100 bills.
Me: And hookers.
Kait: And probably booze.
I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS, OKAY? I LOVE HIM AND STEVE BICKERING WITH EACH OTHER, I LOVE HIM FANBOYING BRUCE, I LOVE HIM BEING COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY RESOLVED ON THE WHOLE PROTECTING-THE-EARTH THING.
EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING. *FLAILFLAIL* *flop* *twitch*