#this was kinda gonna be my question for wsc now i have to think of something else dammit

[cake-by-thepound]

Oh, yeah. Without a doubt,“ Lincoln said of Rick and Michonne having a child. “I think the whole point is to start again and to restart and it’s about the future, and it’s obviously the next generation and, as far as we can tell, we’re outnumbered undead to human a lot. It is about repopulating the world. I think that they make a terrific couple and I don’t think he would hesitate. Also, maybe in a couple of episodes time, there may be a jump ahead in the curve and maybe setting themselves to that job at hand.

Andrew Lincoln on the possibility of a Richonne baby

#richonne #'i don't think he would hesitate' 😩 #hgosjgoljroejwohw #god is real #captain of our ship andrew lincoln #this was kinda gonna be my question for wsc now i have to think of something else dammit

[a-dakhtar]

I absolutely ADORED that Thor and Tony fic. Any chance I can prompt you into showing us that 3k you mentioned?

anon is referring to this fic where thor and a kid!tony somehow end up in Jotunheim and have to make their way out of it. also, anon, maaaaybbe just a little bit of the 3k. maybe. (edit: I think mobile is messing with coding - sorry if you're on mobile!)

> prompt rules: here

> prompt 1 / prompt 2 / prompt 3

prompt 4: fimbulvetr

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“Wait, they’re what?” Steve’s tiny voice echoed through the line, sounding shocked and pleased. “They’re really back? Both of them?”

“Yup,” Clint popped, kicking his feet up onto the coffee table, phone lodged in between ear and shoulder as he distractedly fiddled with an arrowhead. “Hale and healthy. Thor looks a bit mountain-man-ish, but then again he rocks the look so it’s not really that detracting for him, the lucky shit.”

“And Tony?” Steve asked breathlessly, the sound of fists hitting bodies and grunts of fighting clearly audible in the background thanks to the superiority of Stark phones. “He’s okay too?”

“Eeeh,” Clint wavered, making a so-and-so motion with his head as he kept staring at the image before him. “Kinda? He’s fine, sort of, just…”

“Just what, Clint?” Steve demanded, the whistle of his shield being thrown like a damn boomerang adding urgency to his question. “What’s wrong with Tony?”

Staring at their recently lost and found teammates, Clint wondered how exactly he should answer.

The little kid masquerading as Tony stared back at him from beneath dark curly bangs.

Weird.

“Uuh, not gonna lie, Cap, this is pretty damn weird. Ever wondered how Tony looked when he was, I dunno, how the hell old is he even, three? He looks like he’s barely out of diapers.”

An insulted look passed across the kid’s face, but rather than speak his mind like the- the- the real Tony would have, he just buried his face in Thor’s knee. As if that wasn’t weird enough, it was Thor – big, fluffy, puppy Thor – that turned angry, and in a low, threatening, voice said, “I would watch your tongue, friend Barton. Anthony deserves none of your ire.”

Barton, Clint mouthed to Natasha, bewildered. Since when the hell did a simple question warrant the surname threat?

“Did- did you just say three?”

Oh, right, Steve.

He’d forgotten about him for a moment.

“Look, just- aren’t you wrapping up your mission by now? Shit, I thought you’d be done with it years ago, what the hell is Barnes doing? Filing his nails?” Clint complained, eyes still trained on the little boy using Thor as a shield. Damn, the kid was way too small, Clint hadn’t been kidding about the three year old thing – or the diapers. “How long until you’re due back, anyway?”

An aggravated sigh came over the line, followed with an irritated, “You can’t just tell me something happened to Tony, mention three years old and diapers in the same sentence, and then completely change the topic, Clint, jeez. We’re finishing up here, just some stragglers- oh, no, they’re down. We’re finished. Now can you please just tell me what’s wrong with Tony?”

Clint got an idea.

“Better I just show you,” he said, pleased with his own quick thinking. “Hey, Jarv, be a doll and send Cap a good pic of the kid, arc reactor ‘n all.”

Strangely enough, the kid perked up at that, curiously looking around the common floor’s living room as if searching for someone. He jumped a little at JARVIS’, “Very well, Agent Barton. The appropriate camera still has been sent.”

Now the kid looked confused, peering everywhere for where the voice had come from, and strangely enough even looked to the ceiling.

Huh, Clint thought to himself curiously, nobody ever thought to look to the ceilings. A quick glance at a leaving Natasha showed that she was impressed herself. Good thing neither of them had ever been sent to assassinate Tony, then. He’d have sussed them out quickly if ceilings were within his realm of paranoia.

“Oh, a file,” Steve beamed over the line, always happy to get anything, even from annoying advertisers. “Let’s see, press here and- oh, I got the picture! Is that-”

A new voice called from the background, the familiar tone of Barnes quickly growing louder as he probably came up to wherever Steve was.

“-is going on?” Clint heard dimly.

“Thor and Tony came back!” Steve told his best friend happily. “Clint called to tell me. They’re fine, apparently, though something happened to Tony.”

“Look at the picture,” Clint urged, growing excited at the thought of their reaction. “Jarv, record the rest of this conversation, please, it’s gonna be freakin’ amazing, I can just feel it.”

“He says look at the picture,” Steve related, “I hope Tony’s alright, come here Buck, let’s see… There’s Thor, and… a kid? Why is Thor with a kid? A boy? That’s strange- wait. Clint, is that a blue glow coming from the boy’s chest? Clint? Why is there a blue glow coming from- Oh my god, three years old and not even out of diapers, Clint, tell me that isn’t Tony!”

Snickering at Barnes’ echoing surprise in the background, Clint caught the kid in question suspiciously peering at him, and jokingly made a face at him. Mini-Tony jerked back in surprise, made a confused face, and buried his head back into Thor’s side. Thor seemed completely unbothered by the little leech, but then again, if what he’d said was true so far, the two had spent up to four months in close contact with each other and nobody else. Long enough time to get more than friendly with one another.

“He’s… sort of cute,” Steve said then, bringing Clint up short. “Look at his fluffy hair and big eyes, aaaw, little fella must be terrified.”

Was Steve serious?

“Let me guess,” their Captain continued, “Amora’s spell did this? But why did she turn Tony into a kid? Heck, what did she do to them both in the first place?”

“Apparently it was a location spell, a bid to try and get Thor away from us so she could probably get him all to herself. But it went wrong because Tony thought it’d be hilarious to jump in like he always does, so they ended up in some realm or other and Tony ended up a kid.” Clint explained, running a hand through his short hair. “Bruce is checking his blood for his own peace of mind, but we’re mostly sure it’s Tony. Otherwise it’s some random kid that scarily looks like Tony at the same age with the same arc reactor in his chest.”

“Alright,” Steve sighed, “We’ll be there in a few hours and call a team meeting to try and figure out what to do to get him back to adulthood.”

Clint clucked his tongue, spied the kid peeking up at him from Thor’s side at the sound, and said, “Apparently, all we have to do is wait it out. Thor’s words. And since this is magic, he’s our residential expert and what he says goes.”

Steve sighed again, but this time in relief. “Thank goodness. Then we’ll just take care of the little guy for as long as he’s with us. Have you called Fury? Pepper?”

“Natasha’s doing it now.”

“Good. Try not to let Fury anywhere near the kid, please. I’d rather avoid terrifying the poor guy.”

Still eyeing the small child, Clint wondered at the red cape wrapped snuggly around his body, at the broad shoulders and firm countenance of the Thunder God, at the fact that they’d apparently spent four months in some realm where frost giants were totally a thing.

Clint had seen a lot of strange things in his life – most of them terrifying – but frost giants were not one of them.

Poor kid already looked terrified.

“Yeah, sure.” He said instead, blatantly staring at the little heap of red cape and dark hair on the opposite sofa. “Got it.”

Just as he hung up, Natasha walked back into the room, Pepper’s tap tap tapping of heels hailing her arrival as well. The two women entered the room like they were on the warpath, and both of them looked pissed.

“Fury has officially been ordered to release Tony Stark into the care of the WSC,”

Natasha bluntly announced, coming to a stop besides Clint. “He’s delaying them as we speak.”

“And Stark Industries has officially informed the WSC that they’ll have Tony Stark over my dead body,” Pepper finished succinctly, hair and eyes taking on the faint orange glow of Extremis. “We can ultimately keep them off for as long as we can, especially if we go drastic and take this public, but they can destroy us by simply labelling us a terrorist organisation and having us legally branded as criminals. So we need another preventive measure to stop them.”

Thor huffed a laugh, grabbing all their attention, and simply said, “None shall take him, for he is under my protection. Have your pitiful council know that Asgard and Stark Industries have anointed Avengers Tower as the embassy of the realm of Asgard, and any trespassers on Asgardian land shall be dealt with most swiftly. If they attempt anything further, then know that I, the crown prince of Asgard, will officially give you all political asylum from their pathetic grasp.”

Pepper blinked once, cleared her throat into the ensuing silence, and said, “That… would very much work. Thank you, Thor.”

“Where the hell did you even learn about that?” Clint demanded, bewildered at the calm Aesir in front of him. “Seriously? Embassies? Political asylum? I’m pretty sure Asgard doesn’t even know what either of those things are.”

"Friend JARVIS is kind enough to teach me of your realm’s way of life, friend Clint." Thor shrugged, as if his knowing how to loophole the judiciary system of the entire planet wasn't huge. "Anthony and I spoke much about what to do in the chance a situation like this would arise."

Pepper pulled a face as she took her own seat, kicking of her high heels with a relieved sigh. "Is that why Tony would always tell me we could run off to

Asgard whenever something went wrong?"

Chuckling, Thor grinned at her - looking more like the usual happy-go-lucky Thor rather than the strange solemn one he'd been only moments before.

Then Clint heard a small voice say, "Ja'vis?"

The room went deathly silent.

Surprisingly, JARVIS broke the silence with a calm yet curious, “Yes, sir?”

The child looked around, dark brows furrowed over intelligently wary eyes, and said, “Whe’e are you?”

Eyeing Natasha for some sort of hint of what the hell was happening – since when would athree year old Stark know JARVIS? – Clint tightened his fingers on the arrowhead as JARVIS carefully replied, “I am wired into the building, sir. As I am wired into many other locations that you own.”

Tiny Tony’s eyes widened dramatically, something like horror flashing over his face as he blurted out, “No! A’e you-? Did Dad make you a robot?”

Pepper shrugged at the looks they all shot her, looking just as confused and worried as the rest of them. But this time, it was Thor that spoke up. He bent closer to the small child, putting a wide palm on the boy’s shoulder, and said in a low voice they could only barely make out, “This is not the Jarvis you know, little one. He is a different Jarvis.”

Little Tony huffed a huge exhale in relief, looking almost close to tears as he clutched at Thor. “Whe’e Ja’vis then? Why he not here? Whe’e Mama? Dad? You said you take me home!”

Clint stared at the grief-stricken expression that flashed across Thor’s face, stared as the mighty thunderer bent further towards the tiny boy and fervently begged said, “I shall! I shall take you home just as I said I would! But you must give me a little while longer, a few days to regain my strength, yes? I must recuperate first, little one, but be confident that I have nothing but your wellbeing in mind.”

“… P’omise?” Little Tony hiccupped, wiping a tiny fist against a watering eye.

Thor gave a single nod, face set in grim determination as he stared the child in the eye and said, “I promise.”

The little child nodded, seemingly accepting the words for what they meant, and buried his head in Thor’s hip.

He refused to move from his spot for the rest of the day.

#buchanan #pepper #avengers #iron man #thor #tony stark #prompts no jutsu #marvel #mcu #clint barton #hawkeye #natasha romanoff #black widow #steve rogers #captain america #bucky barnes #james barnes #the winter soldier #virginia potts #pepper potts #and of course #JARVIS #feat. the adventures of thor and kid!tony #but this time in midgard #also pepper apparently has extremis #*shrugs* #Anonymous

[londoncapsule]

From JDM’s WSC Chicago panel - part 2:

Fan question: “My question is that you know your lean that you do with the bat?”

JDM: “Oh, yeah.”

Fan: “Yeah. Is that like a personal add-on you do or is that part of the script?”

JDM: “No, that was...that was kind of a fuck-up. There was...when I first got the job, I remember looking at issue #100, I think and there was a frame of Negan kinda leaning back a little bit. And I remember doing it and I remember I did it in front of Andy and the look on his face was one of such...he was so confused by what I was doing...like truly, he was like “What the fuck is this guy doing?” that I liked it. Uhm...and I’m always trying to...if you’re an actor, hopefully worth yourself, and I hope that I am. Sometimes I’m not but I try to be all the time. Uhm...I try to keep the guys that I’m working opposite off-balance. Because we do every scene, you know, 30 times, you know, It’s never one and done. You gotta do their coverage, you gotta do my coverage, you gotta do wide-coverage and close-coverage and it’s crazy, so you do every scene 9 million times, uhm...and so I like to do something for every take just to keep my friends and co-stars on their toes otherwise you kinds get lazy and start to falling asleep in the middle of the scene and that’s not good for their performance, it’s not good for my performance. Uhm...and so that’s where actually the lean came from, because it was just so weird and disconcerting to have this guy fucking, you know talking to you like that it was just...and I got crazy reactions and that’s kinda where it came from. And now...unfortunately or fortunately that’s what Negan does! Yeah! Kirkman likes it. He’s like: jep...I’m gonna put that in some comic books!”

#twd #the walking dead #negan #jdm #jeffrey dean morgan #walker stalker con

[londoncapsule]

From JDM’s WSC Chicago panel - part 11:

Fan question: “When you were getting ready for the role of Negan, did you have any inspiration for you? When you were going to be shooting for Negan in the beginning?”

JDM: “Did I have any inspiration? Yeah, I had the comic book. That’s a huge...that’s a huge piece of information for me to have. Uhm, you know when I got the role, I was in the middle of shooting a show called The Good Wife... (cheers from the audience) Thank you, it’s like 7 people. But I don’t expect The Good Wife to be a big con kind of draw. (laughing) Ah, thanks! So I was in the middle of doing it and I got a call from The Walking Dead to come and do Negan. And I had like 3 days coming up and we had to cram it in quickly so they literally sent me a scene, which was like a 12-page monologue so I had like 3 days, in the middle of shooting another show figure out what the hell I was gonna do with Negan.

So...I was familiar with Negan. 5 years ago I was at a Comic Con and a fan, one of you, came up to me and said “Hey, have you seen the new Walking Dead issue?” I’d never seen a Walking Dead issue, period. I watched the show but I had never seen the comic book. “There was like this new character that just got introduced and he’s name is Negan. You should play him!” And like 5 months later I was at a comic book store, ‘cause I love comic books and I picked up issue #100 and I read it and I was like “Oh, fuck, I should play that guy! That would be fun as hell!” And low and behold, literally I got a call from my agent – this is a true story, you’ve probably heard it before – and my agent called and they said the Walking Dead called, they’re offering you the bid bad on The Walking Dead. And my response was: “Is it Negan?” And they’re like: “The Walking Dead won’t tell us. It’s a secret.” And I’m like: “Oh...it’s fucking Negan! And I’m fucking doing it! I don’t care what contract I gotta break with The Good Wife! I’m gonna go and do The Walking Dead!  And...I got to.

So when I did that first episode I...I literally, it was so fast that it was about to learn all the lines but then I looked at the comic book, I looked at issue #100 to see if there’s any beats that...and sure as shit, when Nicotero shot it, I mean, literally, we took, just like we talked about with Watchmen, there were panels literally taken from it. And in the same with the first episode of season seven, kind the continuance, there’s panels directly taken from it that Greg shot. And so I’m glad I looked at the comic book, now I haven’t looked at the comic book a lot since then because I figure, I wanna do something different, I don’t know exactly where Gimple and crew were gonna take the character, ‘cause there’s enough kind of variances that I don’t need to...I don’t want to stay real current with the comic book, I know he’s still alive! Yeah! But I don’t wanna like...glue it anything in my head, and have it be different when we shoot it or the lines being different.

Like I’m really big on the fuck takes. I...I think Negan should swear, I think that’s part of his personality, who he is... Yeah, and I love what Kirkman has created with this guy, a guy that can say “Fuck, fucking, fuckity fuck!”. Is a guy I wanna have a beer with! And obviously we can’t do that with AMC, and for very good reason and all you little people in the audience – Adam – but that’s the character that was created, so we...in these scene taken from the comic book, we shoot it two ways: I memorize every scene two different ways. The edited version that we can see on AMC and I can tell you I get 7 “shits”, and like 4 “hells”, and a “Jesus” per episode. Yeah! With Negan’s dialogue, and those of you who are fans of the graphic novel, you know he’s a very colourful character! And I could use all those swearwords in like...half a scene! So we have to spread them out and we never get to use the best word, the “Negan word”. Uhm...so that was probably another good reason why I don’t read the comic book anymore, ‘cause I get so frustrated when we’re shooting and I am faced with trying to find a new variation for the F-word. I mean...there’s some toosies and it just makes me roll my eyes every time, I’m always like “All the fans are gonna kill me for sayin’ you know, some ridiculous “yahump”, whatever he says, he’s friggin’, he says friggin’, uhm, you know...

But anyway, yeah, back to your question I rambled... I’m fuckin’ exhausted, I’m just like talkin’ to myself up here now...this is me every night at my house! Just talkin’ to myself. Inspiration the comic book. That’s what I used. It was really a fast process and so I did use the comic book and there was a picture, remember I told ya, there was a frame of him kinda leaning back and...boy, look what that’s created! Now I’m a gymnast! Thank you, dude!”

Fan: “Thank you!”

JDM: “Just shut me up.  Just say “Dude, you answered it! Shut up!” (laughing) Thank you. That goes for anybody. Just cut me up!”

#twd #the walking dead #negan #jdm #jeffrey dean morgan #walker stalker con

[londoncapsule]

From JDM’s WSC Chicago panel - part 4:

JDM: “Oh, you guys rock! I...am...Negan! I gotta tell you before we start this fucking question-answer shit. I think I’ve met all of ya in the last two days. (fan from audience screaming) Except for you! And I’m gonna ignore you. Uhm...thank you! This has been awesome! This whole convention has been fucking overwhelming. You are all awesome! So thank you for having me! Really cool. I haven’t seen all you fuckers in the back. That’s awesome! Yeah, Chicago is awesome! There’s my boy right there! How you doin’ my man? Uhm...anyway. What do you wanna talk about? (fan from audience shouting) What? My face? Aw, thank you so much! She said my face is beautiful. Uhm, it’s super-hairy right now.”

Fan from audience yelling: “How sexy you are!” (audience cheering)

JDM: “All right, let’s take a minute and talk about that. Let’s talk about how sexy I am. (audience laughing) It seems like an excellent topic to start this conversation with. (audience shouting “Yeah!”) Thank you! Who’s got a real question? Shoot...hold on, there is actually an order to this.”

Fan question (mom): “So, I met you last week at Horror Hound. And I told you I was coming back with my kids this week and I have three of them, one of them was little chicken and sat down, so she was too scared to come up, but two of my three have very quick questions for you if that’s okay?”

JDM: “Yeah, yeah, go.“

Fan (kid): “We like you on Supernatural and all...on Walking Dead but when are you gonna be back on Supernatural?”

JDM: “When am I gonna come back on Supernatural?”

Fan (kid): “Yeah.”

JDM: “Well, I got a job. Doing this other show called The Walking Dead right now. Uh, you know I have always said that I’d to come back to Supernatural before it ended and I still say that. The problem is I don’t know if it’s ever gonna end. You know, last time I talked to Jensen, he was like “We’re aiming for 300 episodes”, I think that’s like 47 years on air, so...I got a little bit of time to clear my schedule, but I hope that John Winchester makes at least one more appearance, I’d like to do like three and kinda clean up the story line, so we’ll see what happens! Thank you, dude!”

#twd #the walking dead #supernatural #negan #john winchester #jdm #jeffrey dean morgan #walker stalker con