A Picture is Worth... Meme.

[yohko]

A Picture is Worth.... Meme
This ain't your mama's meme. Forget your RNG, forget your tired old prompts.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
It's easy. Comment with your character. Then go comment around.
But instead of pre-filled prompts with words or numbers, you find a gif or image (any gif/image from any canon or scenario you please) that sets the scene.
The picture is the prompt.

WARNING: THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY. AND POSSIBLY NSFW AND THERE MAY BE TRIGGERS.
Some images will not be able to be hidden behind cuts, so please be aware that triggery material may be found within.

If you post an image that is violent or sexual in nature please LINK it, do not embed it into the comment.
<a href="http://IMAGEURL" _fcksavedurl="http://IMAGEURL">TRIGGER WARNING GOES HERE</a>
Feel free to use this template to stick your image in there.
<img src="IMAGE URL" _fcksavedurl="IMAGE URL"width="400"><br />

Good resources for images/gifs are weheartit or tumblr. For not so safe for work gifs/images go here and here.

Original Meme here.

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[hulkbusted]

[How had he ended up agreeing to have Thor over for pizza? This was obviously going to be one of the least best ideas he'd had all week.

The delivery driver was just pulling out of the driveway after dropping off a stack of pizza boxes, most of which reeked of sausage or pepperoni, when he heard the first rumble of thunder out of a previously clear sky.]

[shaves]

Big Guy's here!

[ Crowing over the rolling thunder, he flips open a box of pepperoni pizza and folds a slice to start chowing down on. ]

Hey, where are the wedges? Don't tell me I didn't order any because I know for a fact I did, along with every condiment on the menu.

[dudebrodinson]

[It was with a particularly ferocious crack of lightening- and the floor of the building might shake a little at the impact of a 600lb Norse God- that Thor alighted the balcony. He entered with an easy manner and a broad grin.]

Hail friends! [The storm outside dissipates as he hooks Mjolnir to his belt and approaches with the casual swagger of a god prince.] And Tony Stark, I am well pleased Bruce was able to coax you from your downstairs cave. [Cave, workshop. It was all very boring. Just picture him as Gaston with a book.]

[hulkbusted]

Check the bags.

[With a wince at the sudden glare, he turns to greet the world's oldest frat boy.]

Thor. Hey, glad you didn't get lost. [With a brief image of Asgardian GPS - three gods arguing and pointing in three different directions.] You're just in time for the pizza.

[shaves]

Yeah, the 'cave'? Just going by the workshop for future reference.

[ Bruce, there are no wedges here THERE ARE NO WEDGES. ]

Pizza and nothing else, apparently.

[dudebrodinson]

Workshop, as you please. [with the gracious generosity of a prince]

What is a wedge and how might have you lost it? [ And he's already literally digging in to the pizza. If we're all lucky and sober, he won't even throw it on the floor. ]

[hulkbusted]

I know they're in there. [Let him look. How hard can it be to find the wedges, they're right with...]

Thor, do you want to sit? Something to drink? [A dropcloth?]

[shaves]

They're delicious snacks and I think we've been jipped because they're not in here.

[ Piling up two or three slices of pizza, he sinks onto one of the couches and calls belatedly through a mouthful of cheese at Bruce. ]

Mrph, can you pour me a coke too?

[dudebrodinson]

Jipped? [ Tony, it is your fault entirely when he uses this word in public and tumblr social justice is morally outraged (tm). ]

Have you - ah [ Asgard equivalent of mead, he remembers this, he remembers -aha! ] beer? Alcohol lubricates these sharing of conquest tales more readily. [ Heh heh, lubricates. ]

[hulkbusted]

[It's like being in college all over again. He's heading for the kitchen while calling the pizza place to tell them that they just screwed up Tony Stark's order and as soon as they're done shitting themselves over that, the wedges had better show up.]

Coke, beer. Sure. [Covering the speaker for a minute.] We can talk about other things you know. How about that fight you were talking about?

[shaves]

Wait, what conquest? Who's Bruce been conquering and where was I when this happened?

[ He's like a hound scenting a rabbit when gossip is afoot, truly. Also YEAH, give him his wedges, non-descript pizza place. !!!

POINTING AT THE CULPRIT. ]

You better lube us both up for this story.

[ ... Heh, lube. ]

[dudebrodinson]

[ Just the most sympathetic look. ] I received a phone missive from friend Bruce to his lady friend. He would not speak of his conquest out if honor or humility, but I detect a hint of shyness.

There is no shame in inexperience, Bruce Banner, especially now that you are world renown for your prowess on the field of battle. Maidens will bed you by the dozens. Especially if your stamina for such things mirrors your stamina in battle.

[hulkbusted]

[Bruce is spending a long time in the refrigerator for some reason; Tony your phone is signaling that you have a message.]

He got a text I meant for you.

Be there in a minute. Two beers?

[This is going to be a long night, isn't it?]

[shaves]

[ Somewhere between laughing and choking on his pizza, he flops sideways and drapes his knees over the armrest, kicking his heels and he holds his stomach.

VERILY, BY THE DOZENS!

Having texted Bruce back, he turns to face Thor. ]

What did the message say?

[dudebrodinson]

'If I have to go a night without sleep, at least you made it worth it.' Well said, I think, any maiden ought be flattered by such prose from her suitor. [ Don't mind him, just shoving pizza into his face. ]

[hulkbusted]

[It's not that he's ashamed, but really, his personal life being held up to Thor's scrutiny? Steeling himself, he comes out of the kitchen with two beers and a glass of water.]

How do they woo in Asgard? [Please, let's change this subject and stop looking so freaking gleeful, Tony.]

[shaves]

[ Impossible. ]

You have to wonder where this other person was when he sent it. Maybe they were in the shower, that'd be my guess. Bruce?

[ Oh, no, don't you change the subject. ]

[dudebrodinson]

With trophies from our hunts. [ A thoughtful look. ] Perhaps a piece of Chitauri for your lady?

Then why would he send her a message by phone and not simply join her in bathing?

[hulkbusted]

I'll take that under advisement, thanks Thor.

[Beers for the assholes and he grabs a slice from the only vegetarian pizza before dropping onto the other end of the couch from Tony.]

And as for where the recipient was, maybe they were immersed in their work and I was in my lab.

[shaves]

Why not indeed, Thor. Why not indeed, that's a good question. I think tearing a chunk off an enemy and presenting it on a silver platter sounds romantic as hell.

[ Aloofly eating his pizza. ]

[dudebrodinson]

Fashioned into something well-suited of course. [ He's not so barbaric as to suggest giving someone a hunk of meat. ] Your lady friend works here?

[hulkbusted]

[Fortunately it's going to take more than that for him to lose his appetite.]

No. I wouldn't say works. [He wouldn't say lady friend, either.] What is a suitable token? A tiara? Maybe a chastity belt?

[shaves]

Obviously! Something classy, like a ... doorstop.

[ Snorting part of his beer, he coughs when a chastity belt is mentioned. Thanks a lot. ]

[dudebrodinson]

[ Have a backslash from Thor, Man of Iron. ]

Perhaps a necklace? Do you fear your lady is of loose ways?

[hulkbusted]

[You bought and paid for that one, Tony; Bruce was just delivering.]

Everyone has a past, but people change and learn constancy. What's the Asgardian take on people who have, say, two partners?

[He's going to take small bites, suspecting that either Tony or Thor are going to make him choke on his food soon.]