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So there is a possibility this blog is going to become an archive and will be moved onto the muse hub I am setting up. Managing several different accounts is getting to be well…. annoying and tedious. That way I can manage multiple character blogs from one account.
Some threads will be dropped in the process, though some people will be contacted about possibly continuing from these individual accounts. I will keep everyone posted.
- Sincerely the mun.
Like this for a shippy starter.
he has all the galaxies inside him. (insp)
All MCU Characters [ in no order ]: STEVE ROGERS / CAPTAIN AMERICA
You start running they’ll never let you stop. You stand up, push back… Can’t say no forever right?
You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace (via bennogaldaan)
gentle reminder
you deserve all the love and happiness in this world
The NSFW Meme List
Send in * for my muse’s reaction to yours slapping mine on the ass
Send in ♔ for my muse’s reaction to yours pushing mine up against the wall
Send in ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours pulling mine up over their shoulder
Send in √ for my muse’s reaction to yours blindfolding mine
Send in $ for my muse’s reaction to yours groping mine
Send in ☏ for my muse’s reaction to getting sexted by yours
Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh
Send in ✆ for my muse’s reaction to yours propositioning them for a good time
Send in ✘ for my muse’s reaction to a booty call
Send in ⁇ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours while bathing
Send me an ✖ if you enjoy my portrayal.
This blog supports the idea of MULTIPLE THREADS with the same muse.
He’s My Son [closed|womanofiiron]
womanofiiron:
bracing herself against the wall outside his room, toni pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes. everything was so fucked up. the avengers were basically broken, her family torn apart, the world looking for answers. everything was weighing on her shoulders. it wasn’t the first time, nor would be the last, but her family was part of the weight this time.
and that made all the difference on weather she could storm this or not.
sighing, she pushed herself off the wall. popping her neck, she made her way down the hall, back towards the living room. the windows were covered with steel - part of the lockdown that would keep them safe.
“ friday, did you find anything? ” there was a pause before her ai spoke, a touch of guilt in her voice.
“ nothing, boss. my search for information about the gun or the bullet also came up with nothing.”
“ bastard is cunning, i’ll give them that. send everything to my lab. i’ll be down there for the rest of the night. ” spending her nights in the lab weren’t as common anymore, but she’d do it if she had too.
and she did.
when the sun came out, friday alerted her. rubbing her eyes, she made a quick visit for coffee before going back to steve. she had to look away from seeing him use the inhaler.
“ … how’d you sleep? ”
When he’s finally breathing normally again, he groans as he pushes himself to sitting up, looking over at her. “I wouldn’t call it sleeping....” he murmurs softly. “Passed out is more accurate... only thing keeping me asleep was blood loss, exhaustion, and the drugs....” he murmurs.
It takes him a long time to look over at her, but when he does, he’s a bit shocked. “Jesus.... I’d forgotten what it was like to be color blind....” he murmurs. A bony hand runs down his face and he keeps on struggling to sit up. “I... I can be out of here as soon as possible....” he says before coughing a little. He assumes she wants him gone, why on earth would she want to care for him?
He assumed most things said toward the tail end of the night were out of fear, had the threat of him dying not been there, how differently would things have gone?
Send “Nudge” on anon if you want to ship with my muse but you’re too shy to say it off anon.
Bonus: Tell me something about your character that you think would make mine fall for yours.
Dying is simple. It all just stops. You’re dead. The people around you dying,
that’s the hard part.
Play this at my funeral
I wanted this to be 10 minutes longer