Hi I'm Lucas, but you can call me Lou or Cas.
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English.
The Viscount of Crack.
Fanartist, fanfiction author, master procrastinator, Nerdfighter, Avenger, Cumberbitch, Old!Whovian, Holmesian, Merlin fan, Thunderbird, Demon Hunter, Trekkie, Potterhead, Lostie, Dave!Yognau(gh)t, Homesticker, and Hetalian.
Avengers Scoodleypooping
Going to work first thing was not the norm for Tony Stark. He would rarely get up this early, so early that the sun hadn’t even peaked in the sky yet and even for him, looking upon his own tall building this early seemed a surreal experience, even as he craned his head upward and stared at the building that still had its lights on from the workers that had spent all night there. Though he carried on, walking inside, getting even more surprised looks from his co-workers, his little minions that he relied upon to achieve success through synergy, it only hit him when he had finally reached his office.