HEY BUDDY.

“That got really violent”

DAANG PEP

NGL. I was aroused at his crappy old white man dancing. UuU

Rhodey showin’ his stuff was so badass. SO BADASS

Up up and awaaaay. On my beautiful my beautifullll IRON MAAAANN

Bang bang.

I just really liked those shorts okay? Don’t look at me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCIENCE BRO,STACEY

Hope you like bright ass pink UuU

shinkonokokoro:

hackedmotionsensors:

When Tony wakes up he’s gonna really wonder why everyone is in his goddamn room. And yes, Steve is using Tony’s head to draw on.

Okay. The burning thought in my head is an idea for a fic in which the Avengers have been cursed with something that means if they get more than six feet from one another, they all feel pain. Hence the bed sharing.

So when Clint needs to pee in the middle of the night, everybody has to shuffle towards the bathroom with him. Steve’s probably got Tony over his shoulder since he’s pretty much dead to the world.

Nat hates it and threatens death thirty times daily because she’s never had this much enforced non-alone time ever. Steve doesn’t mind because it’s Steve. Clint just sharpens his arrow heads. Thor loves it. Bruce gets twitchy. Tony grumbles and turns into a cranky sullen five year old because no one wants to spend time in the workshop, so he can’t get shit done. Also, he can’t have sex with Steve because, hello, awkward. And Steve said ‘no way.’

All in all, at the end of…a month? Everyone’s cranky, but they have survived various mishaps—all sharing a car? Yeah, that’s fun. Waiting for everyone to finish showering? Thor takes forever. No fun. But the curse deal finally breaks and they actually work together better for it.