#mvspelheim

[kreeborn]

@mvspelheim​ asked: are you yon, god of big dick energy?

"What can I say. With a big ego comes big dick energy, and with that a big dick as well."

[winterbranded]

       [ ✮ ]    ❝  YOU COULDN’T HAVE MENTIONED that earlier ? ❞  // @mvspelheim  ♥︎’d

[reastark]

@mvspelheim asked: “ in my own defense that was last week. “

“Do you really think that that’s the way how things work? That things that happened in the past stay in the past? Sadly, things around here work a little differently.” Her tone perhaps was a tad bit too harsh, but given how things went whenever there was a peaceful period a period of absolute chaos followed... well, it wasn’t that easy. “What about the consequences? You think that those won’t come at you eventually?”

[legends-and-savagesa]

Pietro had seen many things in his short time as an Avenger.  The sight in front of them though could rival even Wanda.  He pushed himself up from the ground.  “Thanks for the help.”

@mvspelheim

[initictive]

&& @mvspelheim ;; SC

       “ You’re the daughter of Surtur? “ A former target of Angela. She’s taken him down once before, but it appeared he rebuilt himself. No surprise, monsters are capable of great things. “ I’m sure your power must have drained his own. “ 

[lifeunravelled-blog1]

@mvspelheim​ / sam

‘ Heard you helped get us back ’ they hadn’t met yet but Sam knows her part in all of this was no small gesture, her aid had restored the rest of the population ( including his own life ) and that was a debt that would always be hanging over his head. There’s no care about where she’s from, past or questionable behaviours, if she had been willing to lay down her life in front of Thanos then it was more than enough ‘ I know you probably got better offers from guys who got way more power than me but if there’s something you think I could help with then you just let me know. Name’s Sam ’ 

[ironxhero]

@mvspelheim

The day was slowly coming to an end. He took one last look out of the skyscrapers window where he could see central park, before deciding it was time to go home, to one of his apartments in the city, the one where his wife and son would not be, even if they decided to be in the city for the night. They rarely did. Sometimes he even wondered why he had that apartment in the upper east side, then he remembered it was so his son could one day access the stupidly exclusive and expensive private school there. 

Tonys own penthouse as well as the headquarters of his company - the Stark Tower - were in Midtown, with a fantastic view of the Central Park and high enough for nobody to be able to peek into the glass windows, For his headquarters, they were of course, close to Grand Central station and again, high enough for nobody to be able to observe.

Grabbing his stuff, he left his office quietly to find his secretary sit outside. With a grin he threw a chocolate bar onto her table right in front of her. 

“I think we missed dinner again. We didn’t have reservations, did we? What am I talking about, you would have told me if we did.” He came closer to her, sitting down in the chair before her desk and giving her cheeky grin. “Soooo... are you going home or...you know going home with me?”

[rcinbxws-blog]

@mvspelheim is somewhere over the rainbow

“Earth folk like to judge my clothing yet I still wear far more than I am comfortable with. Your dimension is so warm.”