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[zhemariart]

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[gammagreen]

Continued x from @sadhero

The response brought a near growl from Bruce, teeth digging briefly into his lower lip. “The usual,” He said with a little smirk. He’d pack food up for them - but it was just as much of the game to see what Tony wanted prepared for them. “You’ve been....pent up lately.” And so had he.

[aceofstarks]

@sadhero

Tony never really had had any kind of sense of decency, but especially not when he really wanted something. Even with that in mind, though, showing his double’s workshop in nothing but some very provocative lingerie was probably crossing some sort of a line. “Tooooonnny… When’re you gonna be done?”

[theirvoices-moved-blog]

@sadhero cont

Loki smirked, the human completely prone, pinned easily beneath his strong hands. “Heh, and why should I do that?” He leaned forward, whispering, his voice a deep growl.

“When you have been practically begging for my attention?”His teeth scraped the other’s earlobe as he pressed closer, towering over the other.

[legendiism]

Up All Night || sadhero

@sadhero

Gunfire rattled in his ears, fingers vibrating as the shield in his hand was barraged with bullets. His gaze shifted behind him as he heard a voice, Bucky’s voice, but when he looked back he saw dead eyes staring back. A metal arm was coming at him, his free hand reaching up to stop it, “don’t do this,” he called out.

Steve twisted in his sheets, sweat beading on his face as eyes darted behind closed lids. He quickly sat up, breath and heart rate increased and sporadic. The captain rubbed at his eyes before pulling himself out of bed, looking over at the clock. 3:27 am, perfect. He tugged on a shirt and made his way out to the main common room, walking to the kitchen for a glass of water. As he was filling up, he heard a noise from across the floor, noticing the distinct flicker of a television. 

He walked through the hall quietly, peeking into the living area to find someone on the couch downstairs. The man made his way to the lower level and focused on the giant screen until he reached the couches, then looked to the figure to his left. “Couldn’t sleep, Tony?” he spoke up, shifting to sit down at the opposite end of the sofa.

[terrifiesthem]

why do u have so many images of that small man

[freckledboss]

@sadhero

The weight beside her is empty, an outstretched arm allows slim fingertips to glide along the silky, smooth fabric in search of something tangible to grab onto, and yet nothing but bed sheets and air accompany her touch. A slight frown forms along scarlet stained lips, Pepper finally bringing herself upright, clicks on the table side lamp, and looks to find a deserted area where one hard working billionaire should be. She ponders for a moment, but never guesses his current whereabouts, her mind sobering up with each passing second, the redhead easily slips out of bed. Bare footed and padding down the hallway, slender legs bring her toward his lab, sleepily she rubs at her eye when entering, a yawn soon follows. “Tony?” calm, calculated movements have her approaching softly as to not startle him. Her palm gently rests upon his back, applying enough pressure there to alert him of her presence, soothingly drawing circles onto the tense muscles that reside there, she leans in a fraction. “You should have been in bed hours ago..” The hint of a smile that grows onto exhausted features, carries throughout her voice, “-- i hate begging, don’t make me grovel at your feet, Stark.”

[simplypeterparker]

@sadhero || cont.

Peter hadn’t really expected much. He had just stopped by to talk to Mr. Stark about his suit, hopefully they would tweak it a bit. There weren’t really any bugs, but sometimes the wiring rubbed him the wrong way. But when he got there he saw some nice looking brownies with no ones name on them. No one seemed to mind when he took one and even if he wasn’t supposed to take one he could just ask May to bake some more as an apology. Besides, May’s brownies tasted way better. There was a weird aftertaste with these.  He turned his head quickly when he heard Mr. Stark speak. “I’m sorry, these are yours. I probably should’ve asked. I just-- I got all the way here and was kinda hungry.”

[vuulpecula]

send me a ⊕ for an aesthetic graphic for our muses | @sadhero

MOB BOSS / COP AU 

“All man’s troubles come from his inability to sit quietly in a room by himself.” - Arnold Rothstein, Boardwalk Empire

[aranece]

sadhero started following you

*fangirling Peter in the background*

[cxptrogers-blog]

❗

Steve shifted around the bed, his eyes squeezing shut more as the nightmare continued. 

“No. I can’t lose anyone else.” He mumbled quietly, still fast asleep yet shedding a tear. 

[createdofstardustarchive]

.｡.:*☆   @sadhero   ☆   rachel & tony   ☆   sc.   ☆

❛   I MUST SAY,  MISTER STARK,   ❜   one hand clutches the cane at her side,  while the other extends in greeting,   ❛   i’m quite the FAN.   your work in robotics is unparalleled.  it’s truly an HONOR to meet you,   ❜   such words are rare,  praise is very much EARNED,  and rachel doesn’t often cross paths with those she considers WORTHY of it.  in this case,  however,  the calm and collected facade she presents is very much a mask   (   one might say she goes as far as to consider the man before her a PERSONAL HERO   )   after all,  why SHOULDN’T she look up to a person who so successfully managed to step outside the shadow cast by their parents?   

[americanarchived]

"How the hell do people not know you're Super Man? You literally only wear a pair of glasses!"

∟   @sadhero.

❝ It’s more than JUST a pair of glasses, Mr. Stark. There is a charade; an art, if you will ----- and it’s worked out fine for me thus far. YOU don’t count. You’re a genius... ❞

[aceofstarks]

@sadhero

Tony woke his double with soft kisses, starting at his temples and moving his way around his face and down his neck, carefully taking his shirt off before kissing down his stomach too. “Hey. Thought I’d pop by.”

[theirvoices-moved-blog]

@sadhero

The change had come quickly this time, almost violently so. Usually there was a few days buffer from Omega to Alpha, but... not this time. This time, it had him leaning against the fridge at the Avenger’s Tower, breathing hard, sweating as heat filled his head and his chest.

His teeth hurt from his fangs growing in length, and his body ached as his pheromones switched gears from “come get me” to “sic ‘em boy”. He didn’t mind being a rare dynamic; made things interesting, and he rarely had to bring it up as he tended not to linger anywhere long enough for people to witness a change.

But right now he knew he was entering dangerous territory. He swallowed thickly, trying to calm his racing heart, the cool metal of the fridge heavenly against his flushed face.

He knew his Rut was coming soon... and he only prayed he could find a partner before he ended up locked away with some random Omega who was too Heat-numb to properly consent. He knew first hand what it was like to be in a Heat... to wake up from a Heat regretting the Alpha you’d ended up with that night. After all... he’d presented as Omega, first.

When it came to light he was Gamma, it had frankly been a relief.

Though... he hadn’t satisfied his Omegan needs last cycle, so he knew the Rut was going to be a nasty one if he didn’t find someone. Hell, he might end up in a fight with some cocky Alpha if he didn’t find someone soon.

[amazing-spiderling]

✏️ ;-)