K Tempest Tumbles

I'm K. Tempest Bradford, a writer, blogger, tech geek, and all around nerd. I'm such a big science fiction/fantasy/speculative fiction fan that I even write it (I know, pretty hard core!).

I have a non-Tumblr blog and that's where the majority of my long-form posts go. This blog is for my more fannish activities, link sharing, and squeeness.
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capcheeks:

Steve will never hear the end of this.

noticing the wrong thing: Chris Evans is a very pretty woman.

cookinguptales:

Marvel Adventures: Avengers #30

These best bro picnics happen regularly, mind. PROOF THAT YOU SHOULD READ EVERY ISSUE OF MARVEL ADVENTURES: AVENGERS.

[Cap and Iron Man are lounging together in the park, eating lunch. Iron Man has his faceplate up and passerby are pointing at them.]
Iron Man: Want that last orange?
Cap: Be my guest—I’m full. The kids at Tellman Elementary made me eat candy.
Iron Man: They MADE you?
Cap: Listen…telling the Hulk ‘no’ is easier than telling it to sixty third graders.
Cap: So…let’s talk business. How are the Avengers doing financially?
Iron Man: Every time Hulk touches something, he breaks it. So that gets expensive. But, really, we’re doing fine.


#gay? gay.

#gay? gay.

battling-bard:

Stony: 10 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb Iron Man suit
and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you’re not around,
and the fact that you didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
not even close…
not even a little bit…
not even at all.

Natasha is beginning to get tired of explaining that fondue is “just bread and cheese.”

Your opinion matters not,” Thor says, spittle flying everywhere, “for you are insignificant and futile and small. You are no more than a virgin who cannot drive.
Run, don’t walk, to read Clueless, or: How I Learned to Stop Being a Selfish Prick and Love a Capsicle, a Clueless/Avengers mash-up by withthepilot. (via cabell)