i wanted to draw the old gaang but i didn’t know which outfits from which books to draw them in then i was like oh hang on
Stellar fan art based on Joaquim Dos Santos’ “Old Friends” poster.
do you know how many times I wrote “Chris” instead of “Steve” I need help I need so much help
AnnabelIe, the haunted doll. In 1970 a mother purchased an antique Raggedy Ann Doll from a hobby store. The doll was a present for her daughter Donna on her birthday. Soon they discovered the doll would move on its own and it could write too. It is now in the Warren Occult Museum. After being relocated to the museum, it even caused the death of a young man who taunted the doll. Annabelle is locked in a glass box, but it’s said that it still moves and growls at visitors.
The worst part about being team is when part of that team have to go on deep, undercover ops, it usually takes three or more of them away from the tower. The place would be quieter and emptier and everyone would be off kilter because someone was missing. Tony would pout for days (or hours, depending on the situation) before hand, complaining that he never gets to go on the super secret fun missions.
"You’re face is super recognizable," Clint argues, every time.
"I can put on one of Natasha’s face… morphing… mask… things."
"Your ego is far more recognizable than your face," Natasha would deadpan, usually over a cup of coffee.
Anyway, he’d never get to go, but Steve more often than not, did have to go, and Steve would smile and hold Tony just a little tighter so it wasn’t all bad.
The best part was sometimes Steve came back looking like a sleepy, bearded lumberjack and that would do things to Tony. It gave him some weird boyfriend instinct feelings like maybe they should vacation to a cozy, log cabin somewhere cold where he could feed the man soup and pet his face and let him manhandle him for awhile.
Yes, the best part was when Steve would come back from a weeks long mission with a face full of glorious beard, completely touch deprived.
steve being really attracted to tony. i mean, on a purely superficial level. steve thinking that tony is handsome and well-dressed and fit, and steve liking tony’s smile and his eyes and the greying hair at his temples bc it makes him look kind of dashing, and steve thinking that tony has nice strong arms and that his facial hair is a little fussy but also looks great. steve doing a lot of nervous sweating bc tony is so pretty
Yessss. Because Steve is gorgeous, of course he is, but Steve is gorgeous in a way that’s almost literally unreal. It is actually not human, how gorgeous Steve is.
But Tony. Tony, Tony, Tony.
Clothes and grooming are all but second-nature to him, because he grew up in a spotlight, and he learned early (and possibly hard) that it was important to present the right image whenever he goes out in public. So Tony inhabits bespoke suits and tuxedos as gracefully and easily as he inhabits his own skin. Maybe even moreso. He makes distinctive fashion choices very deliberately and makes them work for him. (Has anyone else noticed that the jaw-line of his beard matches the line of the Stark Industries logo? He has actually put his brand on his face.) He’s old enough now that when he has to look particularly distinguished (for a business meeting, for example) then he lets the grey at his temples show, and it no longer says “prematurely grey from panic” but “experienced”.
Tony has practiced an assortment of expressions for use in public and he has learned them so well that he can bring them to bear even when he’s drunk or full of terror or anger or grief — and for those who know him well, those expressions feel very plastic, and when he’s among friends and feels safe enough to let his true smile out, the one that makes the corners of his eyes wrinkle, it’s like watching the sun come out.
And his body? Oh goodness gracious yes, let’s talk about Tony’s body. Tony built every muscle he’s got the hard way, hefting heavy components and building things, contorting his body around the machines he’s working on, and training with Happy (and later the Avengers) to make his body as strong (and flexible, and quick) as his no-longer-young human body can be.
Tony’s skin has scars — not just the big, obvious scars, but little ones, too, the kind a person gets from working with metal and chemicals and soldering irons, little pale reminders of nicks and cuts and burns. And those maybe aren’t beautiful in themselves, but they’re a reminder that Tony’s body may not be the pinnacle of human perfection (and then some) like Steve’s — but Tony’s body is 100% real.
Everything about Tony, from his carefully-orchestrated appearance to the predatory grace with which he moves, tells the story of a man who knows exactly how to use his body, in many different ways. Watching Tony do anything leaves no doubt that Tony knows how to build, how to destroy, how to attack an opponent, and how to touch a lover.
(Especially, Steve thinks, watching Tony’s muscles bunch and slide under his skin, watching those so-competent hands, watching that easy smile light Tony’s face, how to touch a lover.)
This existential 5-year-old wants time to stop. And who doesn’t relate to this at one time or another in their lives?
THIS IS SO SWEET IT BREAKS MY HEART
- the Avengers get really bored one day and pick names out of a hat and trade costumes and spend the rest of the day pretending they got bodyswapped to mess with Tony
- it’s Steve’s idea
I considered it actually,…
soooo the first time bucky goes on a mission that fucks up his arm and he ends up in the hospital while tony takes a look at it elsewhere do you think steve rushes into the hospital room and bucky’s just like, ‘woah. woah. it’s okay. i’m alright.’
and steve looks at him for a second because he’s…