Captain America.

Steven Rogers, born in the great US of A in July of 1918. I was a scrawny boy from Brooklyn, but with a little help, I became a super soldier. I have no real superpowers, just a dedication to my country and a shield. Captain America; Superhero and Avenger. I'm still trying to figure out how this world works. Happily Married to the one and only Tony Stark. Let me be the first to apologize for my husband's foul mouth. I'm fully aware, and I try to fix it, but he's rather stubborn. Only so much I can do. We've got a son named Peter, who means the world to us both, and if you even think of touching a strand of hair on that boy's head, you're looking at a world of hurt. With that being said, welcome to my blog thing.

[madsyy]

[whitestuffknowslimits]

Peter, what are you—

[the--cap-blog]

Idea || Superhusbands

[themaninthebigsuit]

“Dummy, I swear, one last time. Another mistake and you’re done for, buddy.” Tony shot a menacing glare at Dummy, who for the hundredth time had been making mistakes. “Okay, don’t look at me like that, it’s your fault.” he said as he returns to the holographic screens and continued. Another sleepless night, and still didn’t finish.

After a while, he had decided to take a break, figuring he had left Steve all on his own for too long. He needed coffee anyway. So, with his dirty and tired condition, he walks from the lab, making his way up the stairs to find an excited Steve coming his way. “Okay, you look like an overgrown excited puppy wagging it’s tail.” he says as he smiles at him. “What’s this about huh?” he asks as he leans in for a quick kiss.

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"Tony," Steve started with a smile, "I've been thinking, a lot. Like all day for almost a month now, and I think we should adopt a baby." Steve grinned wide, "Can you just imagine!"

Steve's voice started to speed up as he talked, the excitement obvious in his voice.

"We can be a little family! We'll be Daddies, or Daddy and Papa... Yeah, I like that better. Anyways, we'll be parents, and we'll have our own little family, and we'll raise him or her to be awesome, and they'll have to learn that Daddy's lab is off limits, and they can colour with their Papa, gosh, it'll be perfect!"

[karojunk-blog]

maybe Stark tower needs lower ceilings

[jibblypinata-blog]

Here’s your dose of superfamily cuteness

I tried to resist posting this until tomorrow but I couldn’t help it.

There was just too much angst in the superfamily tag today and decided

to give you guys this. 

hope it brightens the mood a little. :)

[shaneholeander]

[the--cap-blog]

Steve/Tony Set To My iPod:

» Half of Something Else by The Airborne Toxic Event

So I think of all the years spent alone, it’s like you’re searching for something to make you feel whole.

[c-chrisevans-blog]

[andywarhols]

all i can think of when i see this..

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Idea || Superhusbands

Steve didn't like when Tony was in the lab all day. He got lonely and most days wasn't allowed down inside because he got in the way. He respected Tony's boundaries though, and didn't mind that he wasn't supposed to be in the lab while Tony was trying to focus. It made sense.

But wandering aimlessly through the house while Tony was working had lost all of it's entertainment value. To put it simply, Steven was bored. He'd seen every framed photograph of the Stark family that Tony had tried to hide, and had asked JARVIS every question he ever could have imagined.

Besides this one, anyway.

"JARVIS?" He began, sitting on the couch, "Do you think Tony and I would make good parents?"

The AI seemed to hesitate before answering, "I think you would make a fine parent, Captain Rogers. As for Master Stark, I can not say." Steve toyed with the idea the rest of the afternoon, waiting for Tony to emerge from his lab, grinning as the dirtied man finally made it to the top of the stairs.

"Tony!" Steve beamed, "I have an idea I'd like to discuss with you."

[jideni3-deactivated20221204]

[jideni3-deactivated20221204]

[lawyerupasshole]

[dickiesgraysons]

[booshbaby]

[sirarthurs]

[jaysinkpen]

Nap time.

Ok, spent more time on this than I wanted. But I really wanted to color this.

[highbeeans]

Steve, CALM THY TITS.