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@starsandshields
Slow and tender.
So, who did you steal that hoodie from?
Sunday, time to sleep in.
Lazy morning sketching of some lazy morning Superhusbands
Loki of Asgard, God of Mischief and waking me up at fuck o'clock in the morning to draw him…
All the nudity lately is just because of the heat... I swear...
TOTALLY just practicing anatomy....
Mister July...
"I'm gonna regret this, aren't I?"
Steve feels the way the leather of his glove tightens against his knuckles as he flexes his fingers around the strap of his shield.
"Probably." he agrees, blue eyes never leaving the enormous creature slowly emerging from the crack in the ground. "I've got a feeling I'll regret this more in the morning."
Finally, he turns his head towards the wizard with a tight smile. "Ready when you are, Dresden. Work your magic."
“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!” // Sending for Bucky who's incensed and next to much on worried unhappy goddess
"Come on, Buck, almost dead is exaggerating." he says it through a wince, which is probably not exactly making his statement all that convincing, but it's Ororo's disapproving stare that makes him sigh and shake his head in resignation.
Looking up, he first catches Bucky's eyes, then Ororo's, lips pressed tight. "Someone has to."
“I went a little overboard sure… but I’m still alive. So shh.” (Because hi and why not)
A little overboard is maybe a little bit of an understatement.
He swings the shield back into place along his back and tucks his fists against his hips to look around. "Is anyone else?" he asks and as if on cue, one of the goons groans weakly.
Between Bucky and now Alice, Steve has the distant thought that he isn't being paid enough as he swings around towards the HYDRA agent and lifts the man clear off the ground by the front of his tactical vest (fat load of good that did him).
"I'm sure you're aware of the good cop, bad cop routine?" he asks and the goon scoffs a painful sounding laugh.
"You the good cop then?" the agent gurgles and Steve smiles.
"I'm Captain America."
𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
feel free to change any pronouns or subjects (or reverse). tw for blood, death and physical violence mention.
‘ is it complete? ’
‘ who are you? ’
‘ who is this? ’
‘ why are you bleeding? ’
‘ what would i do without you? ’
‘ do you feel alright? ’
‘ what’s your name? ’
‘ why do you hate me? ’
‘ do you want something to eat? ’
‘ aren’t you supposed to be someone important? ’
‘ did you read it yet? ’
‘ can you help me? ’
‘ why do you act so weirdly? ’
‘ what do i do with someone like you? ’
‘ you awake? ’
‘ can’t you tell left from right? ’
‘ how dare you? ’
‘ can i have a word? ’
‘ why didn’t you fight back? ’
‘ can you stop interupting me? ’
‘ why are you here? ’
‘ what happened? ’
‘ haven’t you said enough? ’
‘ why are you still ___? ’
‘ why don’t you shut up and be quiet? ’
‘ what did you dream of? ’
‘ why are you yelling? ’
‘ how could you say that? ’
‘ is that mine? ’
‘ why did you turn out this way? ’
‘ are you talking to me? ’
‘ why won’t he date me? ’
‘ why did you hit him? ’
‘ why are you crying yourself to sleep? ’
‘ are you serious? ’
‘ who did this? ’
‘ will i regret this? ’
‘ do you promise? ’
‘ is that mine? ’
‘ am i dead? ’
‘ can you stop moving? ’
‘ is he looking at me? ’
‘ does it hurt? ’
‘ how did that happen? ’
‘ what’s the weather for tomorrow? ’
‘ are you in love with me yet? ’
‘ is it that important? ’
‘ want some? ’
‘ was that an accident? ’
‘ what’s the deal with you? ’
‘ who do you think you are? ’
‘ can i ask you something? ’
‘ why don’t you leave then? ’
‘ how could you? ’
‘ is this all you can do? ’
‘ why is this here? ’
‘ how did you get in here? ’
‘ is it freezing to you? ’
‘ what are you making tdday? ’
‘ are you lost? ’
‘ has it been that long? ’
‘ how could you? ’
Extremely Exhausted Starters
“You. Rest. Now.”
“You took five steps and need to sit down again?”
“I’m absolutely fine, I just need to sit down.”
“I just need to sit-what do you mean I’m already laying down?”
“Your eyes aren’t focusing. Just close them for ten minutes.”
“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.”
“I just need a breather, that’s all. Maybe ten. No fifteen.”
“We’re both so exhausted we can’t even argue about not being exhausted.”
“When I said I needed five more minutes I meant it more like hours.”
“… no… I’m tired… let me sleep… I don’t want to get up.”
“We need to get out of the heat, you’re starting to look sick.”
“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”
“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.”
“Moving…? No I’m good thanks.”
“Gravity has a hold on me of which I have not the strength to break.”
“Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?”
“I’ve had no energy for three days.”
“You worked yourself so hard that you’ve been sentenced to three days of bed rest.”
“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.”
“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”
“I have energy for exactly one more person of favourable standing, and going the hell to bed. With or without that person, bed is happening.”
“You’ve struggled to move anything for the last hour.”
“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”
“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!”
“I went a little overboard sure… but I’m still alive. So shh.”
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Practicing more original/stylized stuff instead of my usual realism. It's getting there.
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“Do I want to know where Bucky got that shiner from? It was either you or Nat.”