Flaming Shield

“These are great. The lines on the body, the way you show movement… Why haven’t you done stuff like this before?”

“I… I’m only good at drawing the one. One, uh, set of features.”

Now that he’s on the other side of the room, Bucky’s eyes finally land on the easel Steve had been standing at, and suddenly Bucky knows why he recognized that specific eye color and the shape of the body.

“Steve… Is this me?”

for Strictly Business (until it isn’t) written by @becassine and @hanitrash for the one and only @the1918 😘

bonus, wildly NSFW art in the fic 😈

Growing old together

"All hail the KING"

Happy birthday Chris💛

My love, my heart, my comfort person.

johnny storm

natasha romanoff