Sep 2, 2017
petition for the mothers of marvel to take over the fandom tbh ♥
#mom squad
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petition for the mothers of marvel to take over the fandom tbh ♥
#mom squad
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THE PERKS of marrying an Italian is there was hardly a time when the house didn’t smell amazing. That was Maria’s domain, the kitchen, and always had been and Howard rarely ventured into it to use it for it’s intended purpose - he thew salt into a recipe that called for sugar once and burned all the hairs off his arm. So when he comes home, to those amazing aromas, the first place he goes to is the kitchen; his hands immediately settle on her waist and he dips her to kiss her hello in the most unnecessarily dramatic way. One of the most notable ways the accident and his injuries have changed him is how he treats Maria; like they’re dating again, where he actually tries to pay attention to her, and makes a point to kiss her hello and kiss her goodnight, he compliments her every day and tells her he loves her at least once. He doesn’t have anything else to think about now after all, no company to run, no meetings to attend, not even any weeks long trips to the Arctic. The only thing he had to focus on, really, is her. And he will for as long as they’re alive. Returning her to her original position, Howard’s hands snake around her waist and his head rests on her shoulder, “What’s cookin’ good lookin’?”
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Dealing with six little children was an exhausting thing to do. Dealing with six excited little children, however, was quite a difficult task. Three of them running around, jumping up and down, two asking when they would finally meet their grandma and one baby constantly grabbing her hair as he had to be held by Pepper. This was exactly how their morning began.
Finally, finally, it was time for them to meet their grandma and Pepper told them all to wait in the living room – thank god, her eldest daughter listened to her and made sure her siblings would as well. Only Anthony was staying with her, whining whenever she tried to set him down. As she made her way to get Maria, she gently hummed for her son, hoping to keep him quiet for the meantime. Finding the woman with her back towards her, Pepper smiled a little and walked closer. “Are you ready to meet you grandchildren?”
" i swear i have seen you on TV. " ( cute lil young Maria tbh first meeting him lol )
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Cigar smoke curls in a thick cloud from his lips - he smokes cigars now, he thinks it makes him look distinguished - and when it clears Howard is uncharacteristically speechless for a beat. If he had a dollar for every time he fell in love with a girl the moment he clapped eyes on them, he’d be a millionaire (funnily enough, he was), and what wasn’t to fall in love with here. That hair, that complexion, those eyes like lagoons he would waste entire afternoons getting lost in. Don’t mess this one up, Stark. It took everything in his power not to use a cheesy one-liner (’Really? Do they have televisions in heaven?’) and instead he nodded his head gently “Quite possibly so. I’m always on TV; good for the ratings.” He threw her a quick wink as his finger brushed over his mustache; “Howard Stark.” He bent slightly at his middle, taking her hand and planting a feather-light kiss to the back of it. “At your pleasure.”
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It had been a long week. Tony knew his parents would not be amused by the violent outbursts the young man had been having lately, but at the same time, Maria would believe it. It was better than trying to hide the fact some of the bruises had indeed come from his father. Tony knew what that would lead to and despite everything he’d give anything to keep his family from falling apart.
Tilting his head to the side to keep it hidden from the woman Tony gave her a flash of a smile. “Hey mom.”
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GLASS SHATTERS as it slips from listless fingers, clashing against the cheap tiled flooring. breath hitched, air tightened in burning airways. horror flickering scarlet in the catacombs of his mind, as phantom memories of metal CRACKING bone flush silence into the backdrop buzz of chaos warping reality from deeply suppressed images.
----------- all he can do is STARE, ignore the hard lump forming in his throat, the panic icing his veins, and the regret forming in the base of his gut, like coils wound in a vice around his insides. but there she was, looking the same as she had when he'd been ordered to TAKE HER LIFE. a collateral of the mission, 'leave no witnesses', so he hadn't.
❝ i don't understand. ❞ paranoia flares in the back of his skull, wondering if the nightmares have taken themselves one step further and bled into his waking state, conscience eaten alive by guilt. vocals rough from lack of use; a reclusive shut in doesn’t raise many heads, and he can’t afford to create chatter.
❝ ---- what is this? ❞
@mariabclla liked for a starer.
a meeting in which he wasn’t told WHO wanted to meet with him. although, bucky knew he could trust steve --- and he said to just answer any questions that they had. bucky walked down the corridor, he was dressed in a white tank top and black sweat pants. not many details were given other than the person was with SHIELD, and that he had nothing to worry about. he was safe. eyes narrow at the sight of a woman, she was standing ALONE ... it must be the person who was here to speak with him. questions drifted through his mind like who she was and WHY she wanted to speak with him. bucky was hoping that it was just some professional business that needed to be taken care of. he placed his only hand in his pocket. ( the wakandans have yet to develop an new left limb for him ) “ um... were you the person who wanted to speak with me...? ” he raised his voice a little, to catch her attention.
“ are you having nightmares again? ”
A heavy sigh left his lips, but he didn’t even turn to look at her.
“Yea, that uh, recurring one. Where the guy from the cereal box is chasing me. Not the rabbit—Tony, the tiger. Always creeped me out. Maybe it’s the shared name thing.”
With that, he went back to tinkering, eyes combing over loose odds and ends for the part that he needed. His mind was in just as much disarray, still reeling over the dreams that had him losing more sleep than one night stands ever had. And then there was her, his mother. Not a day aged, as if she had been plucked right from the security footage (the video he wished he could forget). Tony knew he should be happy, it was a second chance not many got. So why was it only adding to the pile of emotional baggage weighing down on him ever since New York (at least, that’s when the burden had become a lot more noticeable).
“Nothing for you to worry about, alright? You should get some rest.”
That, of course, was his oh so subtle way of trying to tell her to leave. He doubted it would work, but it was worth a shot.
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