Ashley, 23; Supernatural, Sherlock, linguistics, editing, tea, the Hobbit, Cabin Pressure, Harry Potter, Avengers, Firefly, Jensen Ackles, Tom Hiddleston, Benedict Cumberbatch, a number of other amazing people, and whatever else. I started cosplaying in November, so expect my face on a semi-regular basis. I tag everything consistently.
Lost - an Avengers drabble
A sequel to this fic. Enjoy.
Natasha doesn’t look at him when he walks in to one of the under-construction sitting rooms. She doesn’t have to. Assassins see without looking. He sits on the far edge of the sofa, leaning forward, hands together.