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Это любовь, как сладкий сон - И с каждым днём ты ближе ещё. Наша любовь - на двоих один сон. Уснём в разных местах, А проснёмся вдвоём всё равно. Music: МакSим - Мои секреты
Я просто хочу, чтоб мои дети были счастливы! Марвел, хватит с них страданий...пожалуйста
Endgame.
Loki does not understand human mating rituals.
superhusbands superhusbanding in earth’s mightiest heroes
Happy Halloween! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ (reference - art Dance Macabre)
Song :3
just another ordinary day in the life of steve rogers
steve: i’m like dropping hints that i love tony stark steve: i LoVE ToNy StARk
I planned to post this on Valentine’s Day... Mission Failed :D Anyway, I congratulate all of you)
Hail Stony
Sunday mornings🎧
It was one of those lazy Sunday mornings when the sunlight filtered through the windows just enough to create a soft, golden glow around the room. You were wrapped in a cozy blanket, sipping on your coffee, when you heard a gentle knock at the door. You smiled and set your mug down, knowing exactly who it was.
“Come in,” you called out, your voice light and soft.
Sunday Kalogeras stepped into the room, a grin on her face, her dark curls bouncing slightly as she moved. She was wearing a loose, comfy sweatshirt and jeans, clearly having embraced the easygoing vibe of the day.
“Morning, sunshine,” she teased as she walked over to the couch where you were sitting. “How’s my favorite person doing today?”
You couldn’t help but smile wider at her presence. “Better now that you’re here.”
She slid onto the couch beside you, her arm instinctively wrapping around your shoulder. “Good answer,” she said, leaning her head gently against yours. “I brought breakfast. Pancakes, your favorite.”
Your heart melted. “You’re too good to me.”
“Anything for you,” she murmured softly, before stealing a kiss from your cheek.
The two of you spent the morning talking about anything and everything, all while enjoying the warm breakfast she’d made for you both. There was something about her presence that made everything feel effortless, like time slowed down when you were with her.
As you finished up, Sunday let out a content sigh. “I could just stay here with you all day, you know that?” she said, her voice full of sincerity. “Nothing else sounds as good.”
You looked at her, a playful glint in your eyes. “Well, as long as you’re up for it, I think I could get used to it, too.”
Sunday grinned, leaning in to kiss your forehead. “Then it’s a date. Just us, cuddled up and enjoying the day.”
And for the rest of the day, you both stayed close, basking in each other’s company, perfectly content in the simplicity of your shared love.
Sunday mornings🎧
It was one of those lazy Sunday mornings when the sunlight filtered through the windows just enough to create a soft, golden glow around the room. You were wrapped in a cozy blanket, sipping on your coffee, when you heard a gentle knock at the door. You smiled and set your mug down, knowing exactly who it was.
“Come in,” you called out, your voice light and soft.
Sunday Kalogeras stepped into the room, a grin on her face, her dark curls bouncing slightly as she moved. She was wearing a loose, comfy sweatshirt and jeans, clearly having embraced the easygoing vibe of the day.
“Morning, sunshine,” she teased as she walked over to the couch where you were sitting. “How’s my favorite person doing today?”
You couldn’t help but smile wider at her presence. “Better now that you’re here.”
She slid onto the couch beside you, her arm instinctively wrapping around your shoulder. “Good answer,” she said, leaning her head gently against yours. “I brought breakfast. Pancakes, your favorite.”
Your heart melted. “You’re too good to me.”
“Anything for you,” she murmured softly, before stealing a kiss from your cheek.
The two of you spent the morning talking about anything and everything, all while enjoying the warm breakfast she’d made for you both. There was something about her presence that made everything feel effortless, like time slowed down when you were with her.
As you finished up, Sunday let out a content sigh. “I could just stay here with you all day, you know that?” she said, her voice full of sincerity. “Nothing else sounds as good.”
You looked at her, a playful glint in your eyes. “Well, as long as you’re up for it, I think I could get used to it, too.”
Sunday grinned, leaning in to kiss your forehead. “Then it’s a date. Just us, cuddled up and enjoying the day.”
And for the rest of the day, you both stayed close, basking in each other’s company, perfectly content in the simplicity of your shared love.
Everyone bow your heads and thank Marvel for providing us with this meal
I need an identity reveal fic where peter is pepper Potts cousin (Or Tony's cousin but im for some reason drawn to the Pepper idea)
I shouldn’t be alive... unless it was for a reason.
HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY, TONY STARK!!!! (MAY 29TH, 1970)
This is for Marmar and Lala. Random request the asked of me last month that I said “why not” to.
Drawn before I remembered Photoshop was working for me again. Just scanned due to a scanner problem that lasted a week. I’m still working on how I want to draw them.
Already/only day 9...I've impressed myself. I thought I would try my hand at The Super Husbands. I dunno, it's not as bad as I thought, but....I should try drawing them again in the future.
Tony : *Seeing Stephen wearing nice clothes*
Tony smiling : I see you have a date. Who's the lucky person ?
Stephen :
Stephen : I forgot to ask you, didn't I ?
Tony :
Tony bursting out laughing : You sure did! Give me 5 minutes and I'm yours!
Can I say
Westallen and snart
Steddie and robin
Destiel and everyone
Pepperony and rhodey
Pepper : Who the fuck broke the toaster?
Rhodey : It was Tony.
Happy : Boss broke it.
Jarvis : Sir did it.
Tony :
Tony : ...yOU PROMISED-
Tony bleeding out after fighting bad guys : Is he staring at me?
Rhodey trying to stop the bleeding : Of course he’s staring at you, you’re bleeding out.
Tony : But is he staring at me in an "ahh he’s bleeding out!" Or "ahh he looks so hot when he’s bleeding out!" way?
Rhodey no longer putting pressure on the wound to stare at Tony blankly :
Rhodey : What.
Pepper : He’s staring at you in an "ahh he’s bleeding out!" type of way. Why would he think it’s hot?!
Stephen staring at Tony in a "ahh he’s looks so hot when he’s bleeding out!" way : I mean...
Wong : For fuck sake!
Tony : You are, of course, wondering why it is I have brought you here tonight.
Pepper : Actually, Tony, after all these years, I just sort of go with it.