#moustachioedcasanova

[astrapure-a-blog]

@moustachioedcasanova​

     She’s been making rifts for a while now, ignoring the odd stares given by those in white coats standing just outside the room. When the door creaks open she freezes all movement, cerulean energy dancing along her hands whilst rift above reveals a rather beautiful meteor shower of another galaxy entirely.

[ofgunsandlipstick]

@moustachioedcasanova || cont’d

“You know if you’d rather marry me, now’s your last time to admit it.” Howard grinned at Peggy from the doorway, who looked positively radiant in that flowing veil and white dress. He stepped forward and pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead, one arm coming to rest around her waist. “You look beautiful, Peg. You nervous?”

“I’m certain I’m not the first woman you’ve said that too, nor will I be the last,” Peggy responded quickly, fastening her earring in place before turning from the mirror to smile at him. There was a slight flutter in her stomach at his words, yet she couldn’t help but beam, bowing her head slightly at his kiss. “You know, it’s the oddest thing. I thought I would be, but I’m not. Not in the slightest. Is everyone ready? I imagine we’ll be starting rather soon...”

[aceofstarks]

@moustachioedcasanova

"Dad, look what I made!" All three feet and four inches of Tony ran excitedly to his father when he emerged from the workshop, holding his newest circuit board up for inspection. He looked incredibly pleased with himself, despite having made half a dozen nearly identical ones in the last couple weeks.

[tetramother-blog]

▒╳ ; @moustachioedcasanova​

FEAR. She’s fearful of these people, standing outside clear walls, watching her like some odd, yet extraordinary being unknown to their realm.  They wear white coats like They did, look at her as They had - & it scared her. Who were they ? Were they the same as HYDRA ? Wanting power in their hands ? Ready with concealed syringes & scalpels, awaiting for her to calm & cerulean barrier around fragile frame to vanish ? 

Gaze only dares to flicker up when footsteps echo off tile floor, yet to calm but the face before her feeling just a pinch familiar. The ice, the ship, the rescue - he was there. There when she was a cube but hours ago, energy spiking high enough to replace exterior frame with one more. . . MUNDANE. 

[somaternal-a]

&&. @moustachioedcasanova​

       she’s going to hell, isn’t she??? it’s all she can think about as she gives in and kisses him. it’s taken her weeks to break down to this, and even then, she feels cheap, immoral. weeks of rejecting him, scolding him for his advances, for her to just break down into impulse. he’s married, and here she is, kissing him. she doesn't care how broken his marriage is, it’s still a marriage and what she did, it was wrong. he’d just told her he’s leaving his wife, a statement she can’t think of ever being said honestly.  still, it’d been enough to let her slip for a moment, for her to kiss him. deeply, pent up emotion in it. it last a couple seconds and when she pulls away she’s left craving him more, but is too guilt ridden to kiss him again. ‘ i shouldn’t have done that. ‘ she manages.

[jane-buchanan-barnes]

@moustachioedcasanova

“I didn’t sleep,” he said, sniffing loudly. He looked quickly about, a delirious expression on his normally calm and cool features. “Running on caffeine right now. Gotta get this done!” He spotted what he was looking for, and pointed at a tool on a table next to her. “Can you pass me that?”

She passed him the tool, a strange-looking gadget with a lit-up end, and leaned against the wall as she watched him work. “What are you makin’, anyway?” she asked. “Any way I can help speed things up?”

[wcrwrought]

@moustachioedcasanova

“Hey, Stark, have you seen Peg around? I’m trying to sneak something past her, and I was wondering if it was safe to put it in her room for her to find later.”

[ofgunsandlipstick]

get wrecked howard