#starkfauxpas

@starkfauxpas asked: ❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

tony looks over and with no words just connects two wires together causing sudden activity around him. machines were moving about in the kitchen and suddenly, a bowl of batter flies and lands right on tony's head. he didn't seemed bothered by the mess and hums "too much power... back to square one!"

In the madness of half the population coming back from oblivion, Aleksandra's father included, the brunette had barely had a calm moment since the battle had began.

Now, two days later though, Alek had time to stop and look around her. So much had changed, and Aleksandra found herself surrounded by strangers.

The team had brought Tony Stark's body home to his farm in upstate New York, and his widow had insisted they stay while arrangements were being made for the funeral. Since the Avengers compound was destroyed.

Alek had to get out of this house though, it was suffocating. But she found as she stepped out on to the porch for some air she wasn't alone even here.

The woman was around her mother's age, Alek was sure they'd never met before, but that was true of a lot of people currently staying with the Starks.

Never and always.

Looking at her is complicated, mostly because he doesn’t know how to look at her. Cant tell if he wants to avoid eye contact all together or force himself to look her in the eye the way he does whenever he comes face to face with someone that had to deal with the fallout of his crimes. HYDRA’s crimes. Whatever.

She wasn’t on the list of names he kept scratched in Steve’s old notebook. She was never part of that little project— assignment— and he’s not about to dissect why that makes him feel even more guilty. Only it does, he carries it like lead in his gut. What the hell is he supposed to say? ‘Sorry, it was my hands that took away the chance for you to really know your grandparents’? 

the first snowfall of the year is always peaceful . calm , quiet . a blanket layering over the city . it reminds her of home . of russia and painful memories . cruel and unusual punishments in the form of bare feet in the snow . trials in the frigid tundra with no end in sight . her bones chill and ache at the thought . those were darker days .

but those memories don't paralyse her in the way they used to . no , this is about building new ones . especially when she sees the way ana's face lights up at the sight . ana's looking outside in awe and yelena is looking at her the same . a small smile tugs on her lips .

it's christmas time ! / @starkfauxpas

❝ i'm taste testing . ❞ she feigns innocence when ana gives her a look . for every two yelena decorates , she eats at least one . she can't help it ... they smell good . plus , she's careful to eat the ones that didn't turn out quite right . her artistic endeavours that didn't go to plan . quality control , she calls it .

yelena loves every second of these silly christmas traditions . the slowness , how mundane it feels . she enjoys it even more with ana . it's nice not to be alone for the holidays , to have her to spend them with .