There was a gifset of Captain Kirk getting covered in Tribbles on my dash.
Followed by a gifset of Coulson deciding between donuts.
…I’m not responsible for what tumblr makes me do.
Happy birthday to the best not-dying-in-movies agent in the world.
THERE GO ALL MY FEELS!!
They leave Chickpea as it grows dark, and the sirens outside have finally faded. Steve insists on staying another fifteen minutes to sweep the glass out of the doorway, and Tony helps him.
(He says it’s only because they weren’t charged for the meal. Bruce mentions that might have been due to the fact that no one had brought their wallets.)
I need to quit this and start doing actual work.