Genius billionaire playboy philanthropist by day, scruffy-looking nerf herder by night.
Hannah. Han for short, as in Solo.
Comic shop assistant manager. Constantly reading the merchandise. Opinionated with a side of nerdy. Iron Man junkie, Mass Effect activist, film critic, literary fiend, lover of tattoos and boys with earrings. Sometimes an artist, occasionally a writer, and always a connoisseur of bad fic. Tumblr'er of the inane, the humorous, and almost anything that involves excellent talent or excellent genes. Sometimes both.
NOTE: If you want to tag me in something and get my attention, tag it with “Iron Han”, without the dash. If you do not tag it Iron Han, I will not see it.
SHE WANTED YOU TO GO KISS PEPPER AND TELL HER YOU LOVED HER TONY NOT DESTROY YOUR HOUSE
“And for the first time in days, she allowed herself to breathe.
She found him.”
That awkward moment when two master assassins resort to hair pulling and biting
Natasha and Clint
I'll always find you.
↳ Soviet Spouses in Winter Soldier