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Steve’s internal monologue 

P.S. I love Nick, Sharon & Tony and I know Steve respects all of them!! But just maybe…not in these particular moments :P

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here are some photos of me noticing a wasp nest

1st pic : lookin good

2nd pic: being artsy and looking away (looking at wasp nest)

3rd pic: fully understanding that there is indeed a wasp nest

4th pic: me being outtie 

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hey can someone tell me what the fuck is going on

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Shhh…

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Chris, you fucking meatball!

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YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. I WILL FITE.

My two favorite dudes

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YES LADIES PLEASE DONT BUY THINGS YOU NEED FOR NORMAL BODILY FUNCTIONS AROUND US GUYS.

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I am psssttt, hear me pssssssssttttt

You bout to catch these hands psst

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What Lovers Do (Stark x Reader)

 I was inspired by the song ‘Toothpaste Kisses’ By The Maccabees, SO HERE WE GO

Warnings: My first attempt at writing Tony/little memories fic, go easy.. Fluff / MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITY. Nothing is explicitly written though. Not on my Christian blog fellas.<3

Cradle me

I'll cradle you

I'll win your heart

With a woop-a-woo

You watched your husband with a fond smile, eyes alight with the burn of fresh romance. He slept peacefully next to you, a feat not often accomplished by the infamous billionaire. In his sleep he reached for you, hands landing gently on your waist. Reflex pulled you closer to him, your head moving to rest beneath his. He hummed quietly as he awoke, head tilting to press gentle kisses to your temples.  A smile grew upon your (s/c) face, that glow in your eyes brightening as they met his own hazel hues.

“Morning baby,”

Tony whispered, face inches from your own. Your reply was in the form of a gentle press of your lips to his own, his only reaction to roll you over and finish what you both had started last night.

Pulling shapes just for your eyes

So with toothpaste kisses and lines

I'll be yours and you'll be

You had been used to Tony’s panic attacks, the multitude of them in the beginning of your relationship training you for instances such as these. As far and between as they were now, you were still on alert for the signs. And as you watched your husband’s resolve crumble, and his hands begin to turn white from their unforgiving grip on his pen you stood.

“ Excuse us, Mr. Ross. We will only be a moment.”

You smiled at the man across the board table before you, praying he wouldn't ask questions. As one of the officials next to him began to speak, he raised his hand.

“ Go ahead.”

He spoke, nodding towards the door. With gentle hands you coaxed Tony from his seat, leading him into the hallway. A quick look around assured you no one was there to hear the two of you.

“What have I done (y/n)?”

Your head snapped in Tony’s direction, immediately noting the tears that blurred his crystal gaze, you rushed to him.

“ Nothing baby… Nothing.”

“He’s my friend... I… Oh god, what did I do?”

You knew he was talking about Steve, and the fact that he was missing as well as Bucky. Two people, you held close. Despite the burn settled deep in your chest, you shook your head, smiling weakly at the man in front of you.

“We’ll find them.”

Lay with me, I'll lay with you

We'll do the things that lovers do

You held the toddler close, laughing alongside your friends. It had been two years since Steve and Bucky had returned, bringing with them the will to retire. In this time you had a son, a little boy Tony had fondly named Anthony (after himself of course). The boy now laughed as his aunt Wanda played hide and seek with him over your shoulder.

Tony watched the three of you from his place across the deck, a beer not yet touched held between two fingers. Steve was speaking to him, something about the barbeque, but all he could see was you and your child.

His family.

Put the stars in our eyes

And with heart shaped bruises

And late night kisses

Devine

“We did pretty good didnt we?”

Tony muttered, eyes trained on the stage before him as your son accepted his diploma. You smiled and pressed a kiss to his temple.

“Sure did Baby.”

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I was very tempted to turn this into a song thread, but the hands give me a frighten.

I am psssttt, hear me pssssssssttttt

You bout to catch these hands psst

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I trained an hour a day and it was kind of fun for me because the novelty of it is that I get to be looked at like an object. She’s standing there like a man just, like, eating me up. —Chris Pine

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Those I currently Write For

Tony Stank (Tony Stark AKA Iron Man Steben Robers (Steve Rogers AKA Captain America Bunky Barnes (Bucky Barnes AKA Winter Soldier Webs McGee (Peter Parker AKA Spiderman Nest McClint (Clint Barton AKA Hawk Eye Bruce Smash ( Bruce Banner AKA Hulk Hammer man (Thor AKA Thor AKA hammer man Red Glowy Woman (Wanda Maximoff AKA Scarlet Witch  Red guy who sometimes looks purple in the right light (Vision AKA Viz Speedy McNotDead (Pietro Maximoff AKA Quicksilver Bug Boy (Scott Lang AKA Antman Iron Man 2.0 (Rhodey AKA Iron Patriot Richie Rich Meow. ( T’Challa AKA Black Panther Red wing is cute (Sam AKA Flacon

Note I got lazy and stopped putting last names. x

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(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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Gather round kids while I explain this manipulation tactic that men perpetually try to use and why it’s bullshit.

If someone is openly showing interest in you by making disparaging or disappointed comments about your age, they’re trying to put you on the defensive. This guy wants me to try to quell his discomfort, to bring up that I’m only a month shy of 20, etc. - he wants me to try to prove myself to him, that I’m mature and adult enough for a man like him.

His goal is to establish a power imbalance right off the bat. If we were to date, I would constantly be on the defensive, constantly striving to be an equal, constantly trying to prove my “adult” credentials. Anything he says or does or wants from this point on that I object to would just be seen as a strike against my age, proof that he was right and that I’m not mature enough for him. This is how SO MANY men pressure younger individuals (primarily women and girls) into situations and relationships they aren’t comfortable with. If he truly thought I was too young for him, he wouldn’t have messaged me. This is a very calculated move, and it’s fucking gross.

Adult relationships with age gaps are completely fine, but only if all parties view each other as equals. If someone is trying to set you up in a way that ensures that’s never a possibility, run far away.