They'd get on like a barn on fire.
Jan. 8th, 2017 08:18 pmDay 7
In your own space, create a fanwork. Make a drabble, a ficlet, a podfic, or an icon, art or meta or a rec list. Arts and crafts. Draft a critical essay about a particular media. Put together a picspam or a fanmix. Write a review of a Broadway show, a movie, a concert, a poetry reading, a museum trip, a you-should-be-listening-to-this-band essay. Compose some limericks, haikus, free-form poetry, 5-word stories. Document a particular bit of real person canon. Take some pictures. Draw a stick-figure comic. Create something. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
Qualifications, MCU, 100 words, gen.
They’d met at one of the bigger after-mission parties. She hadn’t known who she’d started talking to, just diving right into the city’s nighttime beauty and different phones’ graphics capabilities and reception capacity. Now, Darcy knew exactly who she was sitting across from. And it wasn’t for an interview, but a job offer of personal assistant to Miss Pepper Potts herself.
“And you want me because I don’t care who people are?”
“Exactly. Miss Lewis, I need you because I can’t afford to see everyone. And for that, I need the best. I need the woman who took down Thor.”

In your own space, create a fanwork. Make a drabble, a ficlet, a podfic, or an icon, art or meta or a rec list. Arts and crafts. Draft a critical essay about a particular media. Put together a picspam or a fanmix. Write a review of a Broadway show, a movie, a concert, a poetry reading, a museum trip, a you-should-be-listening-to-this-band essay. Compose some limericks, haikus, free-form poetry, 5-word stories. Document a particular bit of real person canon. Take some pictures. Draw a stick-figure comic. Create something. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
Qualifications, MCU, 100 words, gen.
They’d met at one of the bigger after-mission parties. She hadn’t known who she’d started talking to, just diving right into the city’s nighttime beauty and different phones’ graphics capabilities and reception capacity. Now, Darcy knew exactly who she was sitting across from. And it wasn’t for an interview, but a job offer of personal assistant to Miss Pepper Potts herself.
“And you want me because I don’t care who people are?”
“Exactly. Miss Lewis, I need you because I can’t afford to see everyone. And for that, I need the best. I need the woman who took down Thor.”
