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snowytumble replied to your photo “If I die, you all will know what to blame.”

....did you find that ladder in the fridge?

I won’t lie, I laughed A LOT at this :D 

weesta replied to your photo “If I die, you all will know what to blame.”

So, you have a murder ladder as well as a murder window?

At this point I feel like I just have a murder everything....

auressea replied to your photo “If I die, you all will know what to blame.”

Sam... SAM! why is there duct tape?

Being fair to the ladder, I put the duct tape on it to reinforce some cracking. It didn’t come with duct tape.

Which might not be a positive thing, come to think of it...

superqueerpasta replied to your photo “If I die, you all will know what to blame.”

I thought you said it was a NICE wooden ladder

Well, any ladder is nice if it’s free! 

clockways replied to your photo “If I die, you all will know what to blame.”

Sam no. That is antique and should be used as a plant stand.

“How are you holding up?” Hotch asked softly, and Reid could tell he wasn’t asking about his injury.

It’s a bit of a scene that popped into my head while thinking about the end of s9 of CM and how we only had a few moments of Reid reacting to Blake leaving. I’ve not written much of it yet, but the idea is that Jack makes Reid a ‘get well soon’ card and Hotch uses delivering it as an excuse to check up on how Reid is doing emotionally. They talk about Blake and Gideon and how Reid keeps losing people, and Jack ends up instigating a group hug. Or he will when I finally write the darn thing.

I was also tagged by @weesta (thanks!), so here’s the last sentence I wrote in another WIP:

“We should build a blanket fort,” he said. “They keep the bad guys away.”

Jack is in this one as well (and is the he in question), which is about the first time Harry stays over at the Hotchners’ apartment to babysit while Hotch is out of town on a case. Harry wakes up screaming from a nightmare, feels terrible for potentially scaring Jack, gets told that “Daddy says bad dreams are never something to be sorry about”, and is introduced to the patented Hotchner family anti-nightmare strategy: spend the night together in a blanket fort. (Harry and Jack’s relationship is just as important a part of the whole crossover ship nonsense as Hotch/Harry itself, and I really love thinking about them bonding while Hotch isn’t necessarily around. Because Harry is going to be such a good stepdad to Jack and I love them a lot.)

I have so many WIPs that are either entirely cutesy fluff or feature Important Conversations that lead up to cutesy fluff, it’s great.

I love this idea! I’ve spent a load of time in PT from May-August for my knee - I loved the vibe in the room; the relationships between therapists and I even got to know some of the same patients who were on the same schedule as I was. I could totally see this working for the Team!

The most epic Lego battle ever witnessed in Avenger’s tower. It’s Clint fault of course (when is it not?) for mentioning Legos in the first place, and then Thor wants to explore these Magical Building Blocks of Agony for himself. Tony is an Encourager and Steve is an Enabler, so of course they have 100,000 Lego blocks dumped on the floor of the common room the next weekend. 

The common room has been bisected by a wall of Lego bricks four feet high and nine feet long. Thor and Clint are building castles on either side, two more deliveries of Legos have been made, and Tony is very disgusted that Clint’s Lego dinosaurs are not faring better against Thor’s Lego Star Wars X-Wing fighters. 

“They shoot lasers, Stark!”

“And dinosaurs don’t shoot lasers?” 

“What the fuck, of course not!”

Tony smiles, looks over at Thor and asks, “Does he know that?” 

Thor discovers the Agony part at three in the morning and thus The Great Wall meets an untimely end. Steve makes them pick up and account for every single one of the 200,250 Legos, and they go about the city donating them to pre-schools and charity centers. 

The victor is never clearly decided and just saying the words “Great Wall” is enough to get anyone banned from the tower for a week. (except for Bruce who is understandably immune from all Time Out level offenses)

Did they use Cap’s bloody t-shirt to make a sling for Tony’s injured arm? I appreciate the ragged edges on the sling in the second picture :)

Yeah, that’s another thing I’ve noticed about the 2015 version - barely any of the Ben and Johnny comedy hour that I love. D:  There’s barely any comedy at all.  Which makes me sad.

Steve discovered, his second week in Wakanda, that the fishing there was amazing, and T’Challa had said he could fish so long as he threw the little ones back unharmed and brought his catch to the palace kitchen to be cooked. Nothing was wasted in Wakanda, and hunting was for food, not for sport. (Though T’Challa admitted with a grin that you could have good sport from hunting for food.) 

To Steve’s shock, after the jailbreak, Clint actually took Steve up on his invitation to go fishing with him. He wasn’t bad at it, either; by the time the sun was up Clint had landed a big catfish-looking creature, and had helped Steve pull up a second. 

“Can I ask you something?” Steve said, as Clint re-baited his line and tossed it out after losing his bait to a fish smarter than either of the ones they’d caught so far. 

“Sure,” Clint replied, leaning back in the boat, sipping from a canteen. 

“I get why you retired,” Steve said. “Good neutral response to the Accords, and you had a family to think about. But why’d you come down on my side when I called? You didn’t have to.”

“No, I suppose not,” Clint agreed. 

“But you didn’t even object. You just saddled up and rode in.”

Clint smiled. “I like that image, me riding in on a horse like the Rohirrim at dawn.”

Steve blinked at him.

“Too nerdy?” Clint asked. 

“Shockingly nerdy,” Steve agreed.

“I mean...” Clint felt a tug on his line, tested it, then shrugged it off as a current. “I owed you one.”

“From when?” Steve asked, brow furrowed.

“Well, maybe not...” Clint glanced away. “I didn’t owe you one, like, you did me a solid and you’ve got credit. It’s more...you put your trust in me, and I owed you that back again. When Natasha pulled me back from Loki. I said I could pilot a plane. You said okay. You didn’t know me from Adam.”

“Natasha trusted you, that was enough for me,” Steve said. 

“That’s what it looked like from your angle, sure. From my angle, Captain America just told me that despite all the terrible shit I’d done, he knew it wasn’t me who did it, and he knew I could saddle up.” Clint smiled at him. “When someone trusts you like that once, you owe it to ‘em to be worthy of the trust somewhere down the line.” 

“Huh,” Steve said. “Got you in a hell of a pickle, Clint.”