Greetings all. Welcome to the first Friday of the new year. Hopefully, the year is treating you all decently.
This week we are going to take a quote about over confidence and squeeze it into a fic or a graphic.
"You think so highly of yourself, don't you?"
Do with it what you will.
If my muse continues to stick around I will reward your effort with a drabble.
This week we are going to take a quote about over confidence and squeeze it into a fic or a graphic.
"You think so highly of yourself, don't you?"
Do with it what you will.
If my muse continues to stick around I will reward your effort with a drabble.
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It has characters from OZ, but doesn't delve into canon or contain any spoilers for the series.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17319197
It's Clint Barton and Bucky Barnes. I hope you like it.
Didn't get to the 'one more chapter to go place, cause this chapter split into two, but there's a lot of ground to cover before the finale, details I didn't put in the outline, so...got to satisfy the continuity beast.
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“He’s going to kill us!”
Blayd faltered, wondering at the sincerity of her assertion or if her words were a manipulative ploy to get what she wanted. Finally he answered, “Not if I get to him first.”
With a smug, triumphant smile, she relaxed back into her seat and said, “Then you are going to kill him. You think so highly of yourself, don’t you?”
Scowling at her manipulation, wondering again if any of what she said was real, if any of it meant anything, he took one step backward and opened the door. “I said I am taking care of it.”
That did not necessarily mean killing Senior Kal, but let Neoma think what she would. Blayd had had enough.