#mini monday

[giuls233]

Can you draw mini romione compliments to each other? thank you <3

I didn’t see you said MINI, so at first I just drew them “normal”:

But now you ALSO GET THIS!!

(…I don’t think I’m very good at coming up with complements, lol)

[hee-blee-art]

it's mini monday, enjoy some ladybugz

[s-horne]

Let me at him (Steve/Tony)

The thing was, Tony didn’t really do well without sleep. Which was ridiculous when one considered how often he deprived himself. His inhibitions dropped even lower than usual and he was much more prone to emotional outbursts. Such as this one.

Steve had known from meeting Peter that, though he was a great kid, he wasn’t exactly the most popular person at his school. For some reason, Tony hadn’t gotten the same memo. He’d been living under the impression that everyone was aware of how special the kid was, so when Tony had seen a message on Peter’s phone that said something less than complimentary, he’d… well. He’d lost it.

“Let me at him,” Tony snarled, making a grab for Peter’s phone. When Peter snatched it out of Tony’s sluggish reach, Tony grabbed his own from the table instead.

“J, give me everything you have on this ‘Flash’ kid.”

“Uh oh,” Sam said, looking up from his phone with a wince, “you might want to step in over there.”

“Steve?” Peter called, voice shaking as he tapped at his own screen frantically. “A little help?”

“Social media, social security, cell number,” Tony muttered, “even the family addre–”

“Okay,” Steve cut in smoothly, throwing down his book and standing up. “Let’s not terrorize the 15-year-old, huh, babe?”

“Nobody bullies this kid and gets away with it. Let me at him; I’ll show him…”

“Okay,” Steve said again. “Yup, okay. Definitely bed time.”

Steve nodded at Sam, who gave him a salute and a fond smile, before he headed over to Peter who was clutching his phone to his chest and looking worriedly at Tony. Steve could see why; Tony was holding his phone right up to his face, practically using his nose to type and muttering insults under his breath.

“He’s really not all that bad, Steve,” Peter said quickly. “He’s just a bit of a dick, but I can handle it.”

Steve smiled. “I know, kid. Don’t worry; I know how to handle Tony by now.”

Before Peter could open his mouth and ask what the solution was, Steve walked straight over to Tony, bent his knees and threw Tony over his shoulder in a fireman’s lift.

There was a beat of silence where Tony was clearly trying to process what had just happened before he let out an indignant squawk.

“What the…? Steve? Put me down. Let me down now, you weirdo!”

“Bed time, Tony,” Steve said calmly, walking out of the living room and down the hallway towards the elevators. “You’re clearly exhausted.”

“I am not,” Tony cried, kicking his legs as best he could when they were stuck under Steve’s arm and balling his hands into fists to punch lightly at Steve’s back. Though he was too tired to do much more than flick Steve, it was clear he wasn’t about to give in. “You are a maniac. I demand you put me down right the fuck now. That kid just needs to be taken down a peg or two; he needs to know–”

“–that he’s an asshole, but he’s also a child. Whereas you are not, and yet you are the one being forced into naptime.”

Tony made a noise akin to a humph and Steve smiled, rolling his eyes as he felt the fight drain out of Tony’s body, his hands falling limp. They continued in silence up to their room and Jarvis turned on a lullaby in the elevator that was so soothing that Steve was nearly asleep himself. He had thought Tony was the same… until Steve carried him into their bedroom and Tony suddenly spoke.

“How did I never think to ask you whether you could lift me up and hold me against a wall?”

Steve jumped half a mile in the air and Tony let out a loud squeak.

“Christ, don’t do that to me,” Steve said when his heart restarted. “But, what are you on about?”

“Just think about all the lost chances,” Tony muttered forlornly to Steve’s back, hands starting to roam. “All those times for sexy stuff. Pinned against a wall and held there. That’s never happened to me before. Damn. Missed opportunities. Stupid Tony. Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

Steve paused as Tony carried on mumbling and blinked once, twice. “Weren’t you kicking to be let down like 30 seconds ago? And now you want me to keep you held up?”

“And now my hands are in your pants,” Tony replied and, sure enough, they were. They were cold, too, and Steve shivered at the touch as he began to stand to attention. “I’m adapting to changing circumstances, Steve. Making up for lost time. Taking my owed compensation. Now, are you going to fuck me against our bedroom wall or am I getting my phone back?”

Well. There was only one answer to that, wasn’t there really?

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(please direct any and all complaints towards @randomstufffromotherblogs​ as this is alllllllll on them. I had a bad day and this headcanon was sent my way. love u)

[rollfortrouble]

[illinoisrbml]

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,

My gentle guide in following thee.”

Published in 1810, The Lady of the Lake became one of the most influential poems of the early nineteenth century. Inspired by Scottish history and myth, the poem is divided into six cantos, each describing the events of a single day in an overarching plot of love, war, and family feuds set in Scotland. While the name derives from the Arthurian legend, The Lady of the Lake has little allusion to the legend, and refers instead to the feudal heroine Ellen Douglas, who is the center of the poem.

This miniature edition of The Lady of the Lake, held at the Rare Book & Manuscript Library, was printed in the United States in 1843, showing the longevity and international fame of the poem. Its legacy in the United States is particularly noteworthy. The poem inspired the United States’ Presidential Anthem “Hail to the Chief,” and following his escape from slavery, Frederick Douglass changed his last name, inspired by the Douglas family in The Lady of the Lake. In a darker vein, the burning cross that appears in Canto III inspired the terror tactics of the Ku Klux Klan, which they still use to intimidate racial and religious minorities to this day.

While The Lady of the Lake fell out of fashion during the twentieth-century, this miniature book reminds us that it holds an important place in literary history.

Sir Walter Scott. The Lady of the Lake: A Poem, in Six Cantoes. Philadelphia: J. Locken, 1843. MINI 821 SCO8LA1843.

[giuls233]

where’s your mini romione fanart of them playing with their patronus?? did you deleted it? i can’t find it ☹️

WHA????

I didn’t delete it, to be honest I didn’t even realize I could do that, but excuse me?!!

Has it vanished?!!

Its cool. I’ll make another one, here’s the trio havin a fun time:

[giuls233]

hi, can you draw mini mione introducing smth muggle to mini ronnie and his reaction to it plz??

Hey!!!

Here’s mini Ronnie learning what a pen is:

Ronnie has had some tough experiences with ink bottles in the past, so learning that there was an easy solution all along is quite frustrating.

[giuls233]

Hey,

I just watched a video of a dad holding a towel over his face and his daughter was sitting on the counter. She was giggling because she thought it was funny, since her dad was being silly. Then, the dad moved the towel and revealed his clean shaven face, the baby was practically in a state of shock and a bit scared, since her dad had a beard. It's like his a complete stranger without his beard.(I wish I copied the link to show you, it was adorable and 🥺🥺).

After watching this I was like i that Ron obviously kept his beard for a very, very long time(making Hermione way to happy), so do you think that he would do this to little Rosie? I don't think she'd be very happy that a man with no beard, is trying to hug her, or especially try to kiss her mum. Not sure if anyone has made this into a fanfic but it seems like a cool plot.

What are your thoughts on a bearded or clean shaven Ron?(I think we all know Hermione's reaction to it)

(Also if your interested would you make a mini Ronnie art about this, that's only if you want or have time).

I hope you have a great morning and an even better day. Not sure if you drink coffee or not but if you do, you should try Colombian coffee. (If you don't then I just hope you don't drink blood, could you imagine being a vampire? 🤔 jk🧐 unless your hiding something from us. Maybe that's why you cant sleep at night??????)

I SAW THIS TIK TOK AND IT WAS SO CUTE, YOU’RE RIGHT!!!!

And Ron with a beard is a-okay with me👏👏💗

Sadly, I CANT DRAW BEARDS. Idk what it is, but I SUCK at them if they’re not like, Gandalf long.

And WOOOOOW, coming at me for not sleeping at night. Nice one anon. Real clever, ha ha.

I’m kidding!! I PROMISE!! ALL JOKES!!

But seriously, that really made me laugh😂 And not to raise suspicion, but I am actually pretty pale too, so maybe I am a vampire but just haven’t reached that part of my character arch yet.

And I do drink coffee (…maybe a tad too much), and I don’t think I’ve had Colombian coffee before, but I will totally try it soon!!

Speaking of, I’ve recently found out that my friends don’t make coffee the same way I do and I had no idea that apparently, Canadians make coffee without a kettle thingy.

My family is from Italy, so we use a caffettiera, but when my friends saw it they said: “what is that” and I was like: “no frickin way…”

This thing right here^

Ya learn something every day🤷‍♀️

Anyway, here’s mini Ronnie and Rosie:

Someone also asked my to draw Ron with a beard, so here’s a bonus!!:

I TRIED, OKAY!!

He’s just chilling at work^