Tag: marvel

piecrmbs:

those days we whiled away, thinking we had all the time in the world.
A piece I did for a local con.

This has probably been my most ambitious project to date and while there are definitely some problems and things I would change, had I the time and energy, I am still pretty damn pleased with how it came out.

zeeewa:

theappleppielifestyle:

zeeewa:

oh, steven rogers, you sadistic, handsome bastard, you.

Steve is thirty seconds into what Tony is sure would be a very safe and boring plan if Tony didn’t cut him off.

“Ooooor,” Tony says, biting down on a grin when he sees Steve’s eyebrow tick at being interrupted again, “we could not do that and instead go with my plan, which is infinitely more awesome and will be like ten times quicker.”

Steve gives him a dry look, the look he only gets after Tony has interrupted him way too many times in too short of a time span.

Tony’s mouth is open to elaborate on his admittedly awesome plan, but then it stays open for another reason entirely. He watches, mouth hanging open unashamedly as Steve lifts his shirt over his head and drops it beside him on the floor.

Oh, god. Abs. Too many of them and too glorious to be human. Really hot, defined abs attached to a really hot face. Also really hot nipples, and Tony hasn’t ever been that attracted to nipples, but god if Steve doesn’t make them work for him.

That, and his neck. With all the long lines of it and stuff. And his pecs, which Tony really shouldn’t find just as hot if not hotter than any boobs he’s seen. But the bastard pulls that off, too. 

"There is no way that’s necessary,” Tony says after a while of staring and then attempting-stopping-staring-but-failing-because-holy-shit-abs. And maybe his voice comes out as more of a squeak, whatever.

Steve glances down at his magnificent chest like he doesn’t even notice, before smiling slyly “It’s absolutely not,” he says, and doesn’t bother putting his shirt back on as he starts into the hall. Tony watches dumbly as Agent Lewis catches sight of him and promptly walks into a water cooler.

“Lets get going,” Steve calls behind him at Tony, and Tony trails along after him, managing not to bump into any doors and only one wall.

It’s only until Tony’s in the suit that he realizes they’re going ahead with Steve’s plan, and he says something like, “FUCK STEVE’S FUCKING GLORIOUS BODY.”

There’s a moment of silence before Tony remembers he’s wearing a comm and Coulson’s tinny voice is in his ear, telling him to keep the chatter down. Along with that, there’s also the sound of what Tony is sure is Steve’s muffled laughter.

HOLD THE

FUCK

ON

OH MY SHIT ANOTHER FIC FOR MY ART I AM CRYING RAINBOWS AND JOY AND HAPPINESS