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23rd July 2014

Photoset reblogged from Got that Steve R. Swagger with 86 notes

colonelrogers:

Steve and Tony being there in hospital for each other 

23rd July 2014

Question reblogged from take off the suit with 120 notes

iridescent-nonreality said: AU WHERE TONY OWNS AN ART GALLERY AND STEVE IS AN ARTIST -faints-

bootycap:

The Stark Gallery is swanky, up-scale, and incredibly popular. It’s one of those galleries that, if you manage to get your art into an exhibit, will be the highlight of your career. Selling just one painting through Stark can set you up for life.

Steve knows this. Steve also knows that all the art is handpicked by Mr. Stark himself and that, rumor says, his reasons for picking certain artists are all over the place. Usually it’s because they’ve done something to stand out from the crowd, so to speak. With thousands of submissions, you have to do something to get noticed, something to set you apart from all the other talented and creative people.

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23rd July 2014

Photoset reblogged from Stuff Happens with 96,806 notes

taracynara:

rainonsand:

perfection

this is terrifying in the most awesome of ways.

Source: rainonsand

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from Born and Raised with 23 notes

captaintonys-tark:


Authors Note: since this was highly in request I wrote a little sequel. I’ll put the link of the first one here soon

"How’s your foster home?" Steve asked as he took a bite of spaghetti. Tony looked up at him after he ate some of his meatball. 

"Better than the first few ones. I really want to go to Jarvis, though," Tony replied. He ate some noodles and smiled a little. "It’s nice, though. I get a councilor to talk to and I don’t have to bug you with it anymore." 

Steve noticeably paused and Tony looked up at him. Their eyes met and the dark haired boy smiled a little. 

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captaintonys-tark:

Authors Note: since this was highly in request I wrote a little sequel. I’ll put the link of the first one here soon

"How’s your foster home?" Steve asked as he took a bite of spaghetti. Tony looked up at him after he ate some of his meatball.

"Better than the first few ones. I really want to go to Jarvis, though," Tony replied. He ate some noodles and smiled a little. "It’s nice, though. I get a councilor to talk to and I don’t have to bug you with it anymore."

Steve noticeably paused and Tony looked up at him. Their eyes met and the dark haired boy smiled a little.

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23rd July 2014

Photoset reblogged from Captain Steve Rogers with 30 notes

captainsteverogers05:

落書き
By:

PONG

23rd July 2014

Photoset reblogged from Zosan & Super Family with 25 notes

hibeelove:

MY…
FUCKING…
FEELS!!!

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from And Then Shawarma After? with 11,431 notes

ironfries:






This is titled, ‘Steve is secretly a sneaky person’, or alternatively ‘What Just Happened’, ‘Steve is a Jerk’, ‘Tony is a big Baby’, ‘How Steve Successfully Got Tony Into Being His Boyfriend’ etc etc.
I don’t know, Tony would probably keep the huge ass bear in his huge as hell bed. I’m sure there’s space.
And he would name him Steve and hug him to sleep every night (I don’t know what you do with huge teddy bears otherwise)

ironfries:

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This is titled, ‘Steve is secretly a sneaky person’, or alternatively ‘What Just Happened’, ‘Steve is a Jerk’, ‘Tony is a big Baby’, ‘How Steve Successfully Got Tony Into Being His Boyfriend’ etc etc.

I don’t know, Tony would probably keep the huge ass bear in his huge as hell bed. I’m sure there’s space.

And he would name him Steve and hug him to sleep every night (I don’t know what you do with huge teddy bears otherwise)

Source: ironfries

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from And Then Shawarma After? with 328,492 notes

kylesimmonsstache:

bastealinghearts:

Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.

LET’S FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART

"REGULAR" ART

FANART

OH WHOA THAT’S A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL

JESUS CHRIST

TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAA PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????

FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA

LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISN’T FUCKIN RAD AS HELL

MOTHERFUCKING EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE

OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT

JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE

THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CAN’T FUCKING

LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS
NOW I’M ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS

ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT

FUCKING LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT IT I’M FUCKING

HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRIC HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?

kylesimmonsstache:

bastealinghearts:

Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.

LET’S FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART

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"REGULAR" ART

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FANART

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OH WHOA THAT’S A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL

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JESUS CHRIST

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TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAA PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????

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FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA

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LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISN’T FUCKIN RAD AS HELL

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MOTHERFUCKING EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?

image

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE

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OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT

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JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE

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THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CAN’T FUCKING

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LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS

NOW I’M ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS

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ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT

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FUCKING LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT IT I’M FUCKING

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HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRIC HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?

Source: prettylittl3flower

22nd July 2014

Photoset reblogged from Fandoms, Fanfictions, and Fangirling with 22 notes

a-tardis-at-downton:

A/N: A prompt from iamtheparadoxoflife, “Steve cries a lot. Tony hasn’t cried since he was twelve.” I’m sorry, I tried not to make it angsty, but here we are. College AU, wherein Steve/Tony are attending NYU together.

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Steve hates crying, really he does, but it’s less about his image persay and all about the fact that he has to drink eight glasses of water straight away and has a raging headache when he’s done. And he cries often.

Tony never cries. He gets angry, he breaks things. He lashes out. But he does not cry.

And now they are standing here, in the warm summer air in Central Park, and Tony Stark is broken. He is crying and he is broken and when Steve catches him as he crumples, its like he can feel Tony coming apart beneath his fingers. A few people stop and stare, but for the most part, they ignore the oddities because it’s New York City, and go about their daily business. Tony’s phone has clattered to the ground and Steve notes that the screen is cracked and Tony will probably be pissed. He slips it into his pocket as he cradles Tony to his chest.

“What’s wrong?” Steve whispers into the shell of Tony’s ear, his lips brushing dark hair and pale skin.

“I— I need to go now. I gotta… California.” It’s all Tony can say for now, and Steve can feel the way Tony’s fingers are searching for purchase, curling into his leather jacket, pressing into his chest, and he’s sure those will bruise later, but for now, Steve doesn’t care because Tony is sobbing, so hard that Steve can hear the breaths rattling in Tony’s chest and Steve can’t do anything about it.

Later, after Steve has walked Tony back to their apartment, Tony sits and takes the tea that Steve offers him, but can’t bring himself to drink it. He just stares at it, his brow furrowed, and that line between his eyebrows puckering, and Steve knows that look. It’s like Tony’s puzzling something out. Putting words together, trying to say what he needs to.

Steve waits. He doesn’t offer platitudes, no condolences, however sincerely meant, because that’s not what Tony needs.

Its two hours before Tony says a word, but Steve doesn’t mind. Tony is there on the loveseat, his NYU hoodie wrinkled and too big for him. Tony Stark looks impossibly small.

“My parents. They— were hit head-on by a drunk driver,” Tony swallows, and Steve can see his tongue mulling around, trying to form the words he needs, “They’re dead. Died instantly. I— I’m it. I have to… go. To California. I need to… to…” Tony’s hands are shaking and Steve reaches out, grabbing them in his own, and Steve is struck again by how small Tony is.

“I know, it’s okay. Go. In the morning, we’ll get you a flight, and you can do what you need to.”

“I want you to… come with me, please?” Tony’s eyes are dark and pleading when Steve looks at him, and Steve cannot help but notice the way his heart pounds painfully against his ribs when Tony looks at him like that.

“Yeah, I will. C’mon, you should get some sleep, hm?”

Tony nods, and Steve cann see the exhaustion creeping in.

They half walk, half stumble to their bedroom, and Tony thumps onto the bed without bothering to get changed while Steve slips out of his jeans and shirt.

Even after he turns out the light and slows his breathing, Steve is still awake. He can hear Tony’s sobs, muffled by the pillow, short and gasping, and curls into Tony, wrapping himself around his grieving boyfriend.

22nd July 2014

Post reblogged from I thought you'd hit harder. with 54 notes

spent the better part of today making a HUGE STONY FIC REC CHART organized by name, author, type (post avengers, high school au, no powers au, etc) and rating — favorites are starred!