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@radmarvels
#smol
site that you can type in the definition of a word and get the word
site for when you can only remember part of a word/its definition
site that gives you words that rhyme with a word
site that gives you synonyms and antonyms
THAT FIRST SITE IS EVERY WRITER’S DREAM DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I’VE TRIED WRITING SOMETHING AND THOUGHT GOD DAMN IS THERE A SPECIFIC WORD FOR WHAT I’M USING TWO SENTENCES TO DESCRIBE AND JUST GETTING A BUNCH OF SHIT GOOGLE RESULTS
Me when ever i see RDJ’s Tony Stark
Endless gifs of Cory Michael Smith
i love u
Tony: Damn, the power went out
Peter: Don’t worry, Mr. Stark, I got this!
Peter: *Shakes rapidly and stomach starts to illuminate*
Tony: WHAT-
Peter: I swallowed a flashlight
Tony: *On the verge of cardiac arrest* WHY WOULD YOU-
updates from home
The girls are fighting! (Me and the war on my mind)
“Yeah I’m eating for two now :^)” *points to an x ray that shows a tapeworm inside of me*
EDDIE. EDDIE IT’S PEOPLE. EDDIE WE’RE EATING PEOPLE.
And then Sonia had a stroke.
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Has this being done yet? Yes? No? Whatever. I am, once again, very proud of my stupidity.
it only took me 84 years to finish this ha,, ha. (based on this)
LOOK HOW LILY IS LOOKING TO SARAH
(truly madly his);
this is dedicated to @bigstarkenergy and @and-the-wasp, two of my faves and splendid writers themselves. idk what this is but just know that i appreciate you a lot <3
warnings: slightly nsfw, kissing
tony can’t take his gaze off of steve.
his steve.
he sips his drink, nodding absentmindedly at james who is talking about… something. he’s too distracted to care.
steve is on the other side of the bar, far, much too far, from his reach. he is leaning over the counter, talking to thor about heaven knows what, first two buttons of his deliciously tight shirt unbuttoned and oh— how the shimmering blue of his shirt brings out his eyes.
tony smacks his lips as he finishes the drink, setting the glass down on the table, not once taking his eyes off of steve.
“you’re doing it again,” natasha notes from his side and it takes tony a moment to realise that rhodey left.
“doing what?” he asks nonchalantly, eyes flicking back to a steve who is now laughing and in that moment tony— tony forgets how to breathe.
tony hears natasha’s response echo somewhere to his left but all that is coursing through his mind is steve’s name.
steve, steve, steve.
steve notices him then— an unimpressive tony gawking at his boyfriend. tony watches the smirk that tugs at his lips before steve… looks away? the audacity. he can do just fine without him too, then.
and yet, tony finds himself gazing at him again, mind wandering to all the things he wants to do steve and all the things steve can do to him. they’re sinful and downright dirty but he swears to god above, he hasn’t ever wanted to be so bad before.
an eternity passes before steve walks over; tony is half convinced by now that steve wants to drive him mad. steve plops down next to him and tony is torn between throwing himself at him and playing hard to get.
steve however, has plans of his own. he pulls tony into his lap, hands snaking across his wait, and tony hates that he let’s him.
not really though.
the other avengers seat themselves comfortably on the surrounding couches and the chatter goes on for a while but all tony can hear is steve and all he can breathe is him. he smells like rain and earth with a hint of freedom and tony can’t help but wonder how he got so lucky.
steve’s slender fingers are currently stroking the inside of his thigh and tony isn’t quite breathing. he’s had enough of this teasing though. he nuzzles steve’s neck, letting him know of his growing need.
steve seems to read his mind. “let’s get out of here,” he whispers into his ear, breath hot on his skin. tony can see that his eyes are now a darker azure and it sends a storm of shivers down his spine.
before he knows it, steve is pulling him into a dark corridor, fingers gripping his like he never wants to let go.
they don’t even make it till tony’s room, before steve’s eager hands are shuffling him into a corner of the dark aisle. he presses himself up against tony, lips finding the nape of his neck easily, hands swimming underneath the folds of his shirt.
“steve,” tony groans, eyes rolling shut as a whirlwind of emotions sweeps him off his feet. steve’s teeth rake his collarbone, eliciting a soft moan from him. they’ve done this a million times but every tim feels like the very first.
steve moves up the length of his jaw, kissing and licking, as his hands continue to wander all over his back. the soft callousness of his fingers digs deep into tony’s skin, undoubtedly leaving marks there. it hurts, yes, but it feels so fucking good.
tony’s hands are splayed on steve’s chest and he can hear his heart thunder beneath— the heart that hammers just for him.
the thought drives him wild.
he let’s stve take control, because nobody knows him as well as steve does. everytime steve’s lips connect with his skin, tony feels himself slip from reality. every flick of his sinful tongue pushes tony over the edge, as stars swim before his shut eyes.
steve’s lips are now hovering just above tony's— god, does he love a good tease. steve’s breathless too, hands now coming up to cup tony’s face gently. tony feels so miniscule against him. he loves it.
“kiss me already,” he manages, gazing at his lips intently. he let’s his hands slip under steve’s shirt.
steve doesn’t need to be told twice; his lips are on tony’s in an instant. he moves slowly, consuming him and tony sags under him. no drug, no alcohol, no one and nothing can come close to making him feel the way steve does.
every inch of tony’s skin is on fire, and yet he shudders as steve’s tongue continues to explore his mouth. the palpable taste of mint and earth yanks tony to a high he doesn’t know if he wants to get down from.
steve is a lover in every sense of the word, passionate when he wants to be and carnal when he’s done playing around. when tony first laid eyes on him he couldn’t have ever known that this is what steve would be like.
steve is grinding into him now, their mouths still stitched into a kiss and tony can’t keep up. he moans long and low into him, evoking a growl from steve. the sound reverberates through his limp body, rattling his very core.
“steve, fuck-” he whimpers, when steve has to finally pull away for air. in the darkness tony can only see his heaving silhouette before him. he pulls steve towards himself again, hating that they need oxygen to survive; which is strange because he believes all he needs is steve.
steve moves in again, fingers scrambling to the buttons of tony’s shirt, flicking them off one by one. in the blink off an eye tony is half bare against him, shirt hanging loosely at his arms.
“steve— "he moans, as steve leaves a burning trail down his jaw and moves to his neck. his lips squeeze and suck at his collarbone; tony knows he will wake up with a large purple bruise there that he will proudly flaunt.
steve captures his lips again and tony is forced to withdraw his hands from under his shirt. they fist steve’s hair instead, tugging at the soft strands. tony knows that steve adores having tony’s hands in his hair and steve groans at the sensation of just that. it makes tony smile inspite of himself.
they are still drenched in darkness and the feel of each other when steve stops once again.
"bedroom. now,” he mumbles, still gasping for breath and even though tony hates not having those feverish lips against him, he nods, understanding.
they somehow manage to make it to his bedroom. the faint, amber glow of the room bathes steve in shadows of dark ochre. tony has to step back for a moment to drink him in; his cheeks rosy from all the kissing, lips plump and parched, hair disheveled in a sexy mess, shirt unbuttoned half-way through— just enough for him to peek at the glorious, hard muscle beneath.
steve stands there in all of his beautiful glory and tony— tony can’t wait to drown in him all over again.
steve pulls him close once more and tony braces himself, wanting— needing steve around him, inside him and god, everywhere he can possibly be.
this is his steve.
and he can’t get enough of him.
Eddie and Stan, fight for Bill's love
Pretty sure Stan has me beat here anyway.
-Eddie
call this controversial… but the losers.. clearly weren’t straight
Fan reaction when a typical movie doesn’t follow the book plot:
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