out of 14,000,605, i'm sure stephen saw this
ugly ass edit by me ;)
i'm so sorry sophie
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out of 14,000,605, i'm sure stephen saw this
ugly ass edit by me ;)
i'm so sorry sophie
Love you 3000
caesar called he wants his grapes back
you two have one thing in common. being stabbed.
#TONY REALLY KNEW THIS MAN WANTED TO FUCK HIM HARD #BU THIS WASN"T THE WAY HE WANTED YANG IM LOSIGN MYF CUGKJIN MIND OVER THIS TAG HO LSYF SHIT
#whoops
I’m not even sorry.
one of the first things tony did when he got back was learn the names of the rest of the soldiers who were with him in that convoy and then proceeded to set up charity foundations and scholarships in their names, starting with project jimmy
‘ i meant every word. ’ ultron
@14000605th || accepting || love
Slim fingers prod idly at the exposed blue and grey chassis of her left cheek, peeling back the dermal layer around it and prodding idly at it with her fingertips. Glancing at him over her shoulder for a moment, she can’t help but smile at him, deep red eyes seeming to glow in the evening light. “Did you now?” Her dermal layer settles once more, leaving only her scarring exposed to the light as she turns to fully face him, snowy white curls spilling over her shoulders and down her back. Standing from her seat, she tiptoes across the cool marble floor, curling in his lap and pressing her head beneath his chin.
From his window, they watch as Cyberlife burns, the sight of it sending shivers over her exoskeleton as her LED pulses a bright, happy blue. “The boys should be back soon. Eights said some of those DETECTIVES tried to bring down him and Nines.” She can’t help giggling as her feet kick excitedly. Her knees dig into the cushions on the outside of his thighs as pale hands cup his jaw. “Maybe tomorrow we can see Marcus and the others, rebuild where it used to be.” Maybe we can go see Kamski tomorrow. The palest of blue flushes curls over her cheeks and up her ears at the thought of his blood on her hands as she settles astride his lap, the skin of her hand peeling back as it rests along his jaw. “Let’s watch the world burn.”
14000605th replied to your post: who wants to be mains ?
can i be ur main homeslice
i always need more friends.
to dad: i hate you xoxo love ultron
“Aw, I love you too.”