#diversiformheros

[thforgottcn]

@diversiformheros cont. from here

viveka was hardly one to shy of how she allowed herself to fall asleep in front of the man . having snagged one of his larger shirts to cover her form since she hadn’t planned on staying longer than needed as usual . the twenty eight year old having just gotten off work and exhausted from round one of things . with the man having needing to take care of some sudden business , she’s taken to a shirt of his and sprawling herself out quietly in his bed . it was rare he left her alone in his place , but she wasn’t going to say no, of course . she’s asleep with her ass hardly covered , legs slightly parted and exposing leaking pink . viveka a usually light sleeper usually would’ve woken by the softest touch but some why , she’s come to relax a little more around the man . when he’s touching her warmth , there’s a soft movement , her body reacting slightly and sighing out . she’s only slightly stirred but she’s letting her back arch just slightly , pressing for a gentle notion for more .

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@diversiformheros​ || continued from here

virgil was here to apprehend her. he was here to apprehend her. over and over again, he had to repeat that like a mantra in his head to try to stay focused on the reason he was here. coming to d.c. and going on a crime spree would not be allowed. virgil didn’t care who her father was. all he cared about was stopping her. or at least, that is what he thought before she leaned in and pressed that kiss against his lips. it left him stunned, left him in a haze so much so that he almost let her slip away from him. but virgil snapped from that haze and reaches out to grab her, stopping her from getting away, holding her wrist. he looks into her yes, uncertain of what was going to come next. and then she said do your worst and looked at him with that seductive tint behind her eyes. suddenly, his body just took over. the feeling of being teased by her has officially reached a boiling point. his hand at her wrist snatches her forward, bring her petite body against his own before he’s kissing those supple lips demandingly. 

[bchemianrhapscdy-archived]

Steve had just gone back in time once again. A thing he wanted to get done quick. What felt like seconds for the others, for him it felt like an entire day was passing by. He returned all of the stones, especially the one they needed to get a second time after they lost their hands on it. And here he was again, looking at Peggy as she walked through her office, not letting any man tell her what she can do or can’t. She was just like he remembered her. Fierce, powerful, just a real woman. And while his heart, the one that still was grasping for the time he had lost, a bigger part kept him in the reality. That no time travel could give him back what he had lost. And it was finally time to let this part go. “Goodbye Peggy.” he spoke quietly, his voice soft before he went back to the future.

He appeared at the same place he had been when he left, looking at Bruce, Bucky, Sam and also Diana. 

Diana.

She was the reason why he was able to let his past go and focus on the future. In the darkest of times he was able to find some love, someone with sahred life experience, someone with a big heart and courage as big as his. A smile came across his lips as he stared at them. “What? Did you think I wouldn’t make it back?” he asked with a chuckle as he got down to them. 

@diversiformheros​​

[hcrde]

a starter for artemis crock / @diversiformheros​

“ 𝗗𝗔' 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞—- “ the beast grumbled, shaking the empty box abruptly before setting it down on the counter and then eyeing the blonde who was likely eating the last of the cereal. he really shouldn’t be angry, considering how everything was usually first come first serve here in the team’s kitchen space, but that didn’t mean much to him seeing as they needed more of the cereal now. or he could at least check the pantry in the back. it didn’t cross his mind yet though. he approached artemis slowly, a low growl given before he spoke. “ dude, you ate the last of the cocoa puffs. “

[overlooksouls]

                      she had no reason to trust him whats so ever of course, so naturally he was trying to tread lightly on this whole thing because he didn’t want to chase her off, she was family to a man he loved entirely, completely, enough to get a flat with which was completely out of the ordinary for him. he straightened his shoulders, he was dealing with an issue that was causing a hell of a concern between himself and desmond. he was worried that des was going to do something stupid, which was exactly why he was standing here hoping she’d hear him out. “ look you ain’t got any reason to trust me, luv but we both care about the same person and that’s why i’m here, all i want is two minutes to talk to you, and get your help. ”

❥  𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋; @diversiformheros​ ( marie laveau )

[aresonal]

@diversiformheros​ cont. x

“Hurts sooooo bad. Dunno if I’ll ever be able to use my bow again. Real tragic.” Even with the alleged excruciating pain the gentle kisses and following fingers in his hair have him all but purring as he relaxes against her lap, a soft smile playing on his lips. “Mm, you’d take care of me wouldn’t you? If I got hurt so bad I had to hang it all up and couldn’t do much?” It’s light, teasing in nature almost. He didn’t expect that of anyone but it was a nice thought that someone might.

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@diversiformheros​ [ x ]:

"Mmm, I highly doubt that's what you thought about our situation when you first came to learn of it." It's not like he had sought out this result, but it was the one that was not only the most logical but also called for the least amount of damage to both sides; to end a turf war that has lasted generations between their family's, the meaning behind Shiera being handed over like she was practically wrapped up with bow was greater then just them

. Over the months he's grown to like the feisty younger girl, though there are still times were his patience wears thin but he does his best to control his anger around her. He knows that she knows of his reputation, of his families name and he knows that she isn't some dainty flower raised by some normal folks who just happened to get a little bit to far into dept. They would mesh well together... that is if they could grow to get a long at least a little bit better.

“Not at all. I thought you were the devil incarnate when I first saw you,” she said with a light shrug. Shiera crossed one leg over the other, the side of her Christian Louboutin pale blue pump resting over the side of his leg under the table. “Now I think you’re devilish. A complete rogue.” They still had their differences, yes, and there were moments when their tempers flared and caused a backlash that had even the hardiest of their guards flinch and wait for one or both to storm out of the house and call for their car so that they could escape the stifling house. “Didn’t help that Father’s descriptions of you were…interesting, to say the least.”

With control of her family now passed on to her oldest, legitimate brother ( though her father had legitimized her and her four other bastard siblings before he passed on control of the family ), things were less tense. Neither she nor Alessandro had to deal with drunken rages in the middle of meetings and calls. Her brother was more reasonable and logical than their father, so all she needed to focus on was keeping peace at home.

[movedtovervainbrokemyheart]

cont. || @diversiformheros​

He’s just gotten out of the bathroom. He had decided to shave off the beard that he’d had for such a long time. Honestly, he couldn’t remember if it had been a conscious decision to grow it or he’d just simply forgotten to shave for so long. He hadn’t meant to scare Bucky. He would never want to do that. For some reason, the thought hadn’t crossed his mind, especially after the past few days they’d had. Buck’s words take him by surprise. “Of course, I am.” That must’ve been what the nightmare was about. Him being gone. He was pretty sure that no force on Earth could separate them for long. 

“Hey, it’s okay. It was just a nightmare.” He can see the fear in his eyes and he hates that he’s responsible somewhat for it. He shouldn’t have left the room without at least telling him where he was going in the first place.

“Come here.” He’s been thinking a lot about things especially post Thanos. Once all of this is over and they reverse what’s been done, he’s done with the entire superhero life, and he wants them to get out of there. Brooklyn might be okay. It had been their home for so long. But he’s also fine with starting over somewhere else entirely.