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MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

[carryburdens]

MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  …  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

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            i   ponder   of   something   great,     my   lungs   will   fill   &   then   deflate.

#( u can find me bein grade a trash over here now #new blog ma dudes ! xo ) #self promo tag

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MOVING BLOGS  !!! 

i’ve  decided  that  it’s  time  to  start  fresh  and  get  shit  going  again.  this  blog  is  ...  a  mess,   despite  only  having  it  a  few  months  since  last  archiving,  welp.   so  !  new  blog,   new  url,  new  start.   you  can  now  find  me  at  @heavysculs  !   as  well  as  @trcgicfate  &  @onyovrleft  too  !    <3

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tragicloss :

                  ☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °     EXPECTATION,   NULL   ;   how can dimitri possibly expect presents ‘pon special day when he already holds grand gift   ??    loving sanctuary of marriage,   his brother  &   fiancee only minutes away on home close by,   daughter growing strong  &   beautiful within bounds of farmhouse   –   there is nothing russian can possibly want more than this.  heaven ‘pon platter,    truly more than dimitri can ever deserve.  (   nor ever dream worthy of   )    regardless,    instant squeak departs from glossed flesh ‘pon sudden cheek kiss,    such chubby flesh glowing crimson  &   warm as nose scrunches   &  optics close   ;     bashful shroud entirely consuming,  as it always does.                     ❝    anthony stark,   i am not even dress   !!   ❞   not that he is complaining over affection,   gray orbs opening gently to gaze ‘pon beloved   –   at least,  that is the desire before focus lingers against photo album now in front of him.   his birthday present  ??   oh,   it must be   !!   another exhale of excitement blossoms from soft lips as slender digits clutch ‘pon sacred gift.   trust anthony to set his heart ablaze every single second of the day,   especially on his birthday.    no time wasted as generous kiss  (   or three  !!  ) is planted ‘pon husband’s cheek before bounding against bed-sheets   ;  clothes can wait after all,   there is a photo album to be looked through   !!   ❝    oh my goodness,   oh my  –   thank you,  thank you   !!   i have not even open page but thank you,   you are b-best man in entire universe  &  oh,   i love you so much,   anthony   !!   i love you   &  i   —   ❞    breathe,  dimitri,  breathe   !!    small hand patting eagerly against the space besides him:     ❝    come,  please sit   !!    ❞

          the  reaction  from  his  husband  before  he  had  even  opened  the  album  was  promising,   tony  breathing  a  sigh  of  relief  that  he  seemed  to  be  enjoying  the  gift  already,   that  he  already  seemed  to  love  it.   he'd  spent  a  long  time  trying  to  figure  out  what  to  get  for  him,   eventually  coming  across  a  strip  of  photobooth  pictures  of  the  two  that  he  found  in  his  workshop,   four  tiny  little  pictures  from  one  of  their  first  dates  together   ;  now  of  course  stuck  in  the  album  with  the  other  memories  they  held  together.   that  had  sparked  the  idea  to  gather  all  the  memorable  snaps  they  had  and  put  them  all  into  one  place,   a  place  where  dimitri  could  look  back  and  smile  upon  them,   where  ana  could  look  back  on  their  current  life  when  she  was  perhaps  tonys  age  now,   and  smile  at  the  memories  laid  out  infront  of  her.   no time  was  wasted  as  he  perched  himself  atop  the  bed  next  to  his  love,   one  arm  instantly  resting  against  the  small  of  dimitris  back  as  he  leaned  in  to  press  another  kiss  against  his  cheek.

         ❝  i  love  you,   and  i  really  hope  you  love  this,   we've  had  quite  the  journey  from  the  moment  we  met,   now  we  can  properly  look  back  on  every  single  moment  together.  ❞

#( tHESE ANGELS B( ) #tragicloss #⋆ ◦ * interactions / tony stark.

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        for  the  past  few  weeks  while  tony  had  been  hiding  out  within  his  workshop,   he  hadn't  been  doing  of  his  usual  tinkers,   instead  he  had  been  putting  together  dimitris  birthday  present  ;  a  photo  album.   he'd  started  from  scratch  and  put  photos  from  their  first  time  spent  together,   through  their  entire  relationship,   the  first  real  date,  the  movie  nights,  the  adorable  pictures  tony  had  snapped  of  dimitri  perched  on  the  window  sill  at  night.   there  were  pictures  of  ana's  first  time  spent  with  them  all  the  way  up  until  family  selfies  mere  days  ago,   not  to  mention  the  christmas  pictures  that  tony  held  so  dear  to  his  heart,   he'd  even  put  pictures  of  kosmos  in  there  too,   from  the  first  picture  his  love  ever  snapped  of  him,   to  one  tony  tried  to  take  days  before  and  almost  got  his  face  clawed  off.    the  very  last  picture  in  the  album  was  one  of  dimitris  other  present  ;  a  new  kitten,  of  course.   tony  had  seen  the  kitten  abandoned  within  a  cardboard  box  not  too  far  from  the  farm,   the  small  yelps  and  meows  instantly  drew  him  to  the  feline  ;   soon  realizing  that  the  poor  thing  had  only  one  eye  and  had  evidently  been  without  food  or  anything  to  drink  for  a  while.   he'd  somehow  managed  to  keep  it  out  of  dimitris  sight  for  several  days  now,   but  it  was  finally  time  to  let  the  still  unnamed  cat  meet  its  true  owner.

        with  the  kitten  asleep  and  purring  within  the  warming  bed  tony  had  set  up  for  it  in  his  workshop,   he  grabbed  the  finally  put  together  photo  album  and  headed  upstairs  to  where  his  husband  was.    coming  up  behind  him,   he  leaned  down  to  press  a  delicate  kiss  against  his  cheek,   his  arm  swinging  around  to  put  the  crafted  photo  album  infront  of  dimitri  to  see.             ❝  happy  birthday,   my  love.  thank  you  for  ...  always  being  the  light  in  my  life,   for  making  me  smile,   for  being  the  best  husband  anyone  could  ever  ask  for.   i  love  you  ...  ❞

@tragicloss

#( when u come back to this blog for the sole purpose #of cute as fuck bday things \0/ #I LOVE OUR BABIES ) #tragicloss #⋆ ◦ * interactions / tony stark.

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         ooc.   hi  my  lovelies,   this  is  just  a  lil  post  to  say  i’m  taking  a  smol  break  from  this  blog  for  now  to  focus  mostly  on  my  oc  evan,  who  you  can  find  on  this  blog  if  ur  interested  !  and  now  and  then  i’ll  be  on  steve  too.   i  don’t  have  the  biggest  amount  of  motivation  to  be  here  right  now,   so  i’m  taking  a  lil  semi-hiatus  to  focus  on  my  others.   i’ll  be  back  here  soon  tho,   thanks  for  understanding  bubs  x

#⋆ ◦ * you cannot handle the flow son / ooc.

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         ❝  ain't  forgettin'  that  bad  boy  anytime  soon,   damn,   my  ass  still  feels  it  and  it's  glorious.  ❞           there  was  a  genuine  smile  upon   his  features,   of  course  one  of  the  only  times  he  would  allow  such  to  shine  would  be  when  he  was  discussing  sexual  encounters,   and  to  talk  about  it  with  his  counterpart  none  the  less  ?   literally  like  looking  in  a  mirror  ?   yeah,   it  was  no  wonder  this  was  his  one  and  only  genuine  smile.   oh  he  remembered  the  man  in  question  very  well,   he  knew  exactly  who  he  was  and  he'd  sure  as  hell  never  forget  him  or  how  he  was  made  to  feel  being  with  him   ;   what  a  damn  night.

         ❝  we've  fucked  ?   well,   'spose  there's  worse  people  to  find  out  you  fucked,   i  ain't  all  that  mad  that  i've  technically  jumped  in  the  sack  with  my  own  damn  self.  ❞

                ☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °       ❝    THE ELEVEN INCHER   ??    NO FUCKIN’ WAY   —-   ❞     he actually laughs,   deep from the depths as crinkles line corners of oceanic hues    ;   experience within neon club that had been wondrous to say the least,   such grand assets hardly seen among the states,   let alone California coastline where everything relies on fake plastic   &   surgery snips.   no,  this had been real,   something lancelot tucker would never forget   ;   seemingly,   his counterpart feels the exact same way.    however,   thoughts towards someone else   (   naturally  )   falter towards the wayside,   unable to cease mindset from lingering to himself,   twice over.   ever the self-obsessed soul.    ❝    guess this means me   &   you   ??   technically fucked,   we shared that 99c juice,  man.    bet y’feel mighty damn blessed right about now,   huh   ??    ❞

☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °   ⟶    @carryburdens​​   /   lance  /    starter call

#( i hate them but i love them \0/ ) #slayerofcat #⋆ ◦ * interactions / lance tucker.

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you really think you changed tony fuckin stark ? you think someone like that can go from all the money in the world to a quiet life and not still be an arrogant asshole ? you're more naive than you seem. he's with you for a personal gain, to make himself look good. he's manipulative, sneaky, a complete liar who probably doesn't even know what love feels like let alone feel it for you. open your eyes, dimitri.

            ☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °     ❝     NAIVE    ??     yes,    that is something i carry with me every day,   i am aware but  —   i know anthony.   that is difference between you   &   me,    you see uh,   tony stark,   man that have many house,   many money,   many car.   maybe even   –   many women,   that is not place that i can judge stereotype.   but what i see  ??   anthony stark.    man that deserve love,   has needed love since very beginning,   man that want trust  &  respect  &   family which has not been given in the past.    just like me.    it is man that deserve the world,  no,    is the world so whatever insult you wish to share with me   ??    it is waste of breath,  i am sorry that you have had pointless conversation.   ❞    &  he shrugs,   dismissive roll of shoulders  ;    wrath cannot even fuel russian veins   (   not that it can within such compassionate soul regardless  )    ,   only the burning knowledge that  his husband   ??    oh,   he is the entire galaxy   –   sun,   moon,  stars,   planets that orbit around such minuscule entity in dimitri.     is he deserving of such wondrous being  ??   of course not,   so says youthful mindset anyhow,   but he knows.   he knows he is adored,   respected,   loved.    he does not need to doubt beloved for one singular second.                ——–    he never has.                ❝    perhaps you do not know what love feel like   &  for that,   i am sorry.    i many be stupid man but i know how anthony feel about me.   for our family.     do you think he would allow me to take last name   ??   to retire   ??   to move to farmhouse where celebrity status,  uh  … poof   !!   gone in instance   !!  i say this with kindness,    open your eyes to fact that anthony stark is so much more than you see.   have always seen.   he deserve more credit than you give.    it break my heart that you do not realize how BEAUTIFUL,   PERFECT,   &    LOVING he truly is but   —-    i realize.  i know.  i feel.   it is more than enough,  it is only thing that matter.    i hope one day you will find soulmate,   just as i have found mine  &   anthony has found his.   i really do.  ❞

☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °   ⟶    @carryburdens  /   insult someone my muse cares abt   /  accepting

#( i need this on my blog bc im fucking emotional sCOOB #I LOVE THEM #I LOVE UR BOI #WRECK ME #B(((( ) #⋆ ◦ * otp / you brought light to my life / tony x dimi ( tragicloss )

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                            ☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °    YET ANOTHER BATTLE BETWEEN MY PRIDE VS MY SEX DRIVE   !!    ° ╰ ･ﾟ: ☆

                                                             priv.  sel.   indie. LANCE TUCKER from ‘THE BRONZE’.                                                                                                                                    penned by jesse.

#( fucking yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas \0/ #i love jesses lance sO much im so happy she brought him back #fuck my entire life up #sO HYPE ) #⋆ ◦ * follow the quality / promo.

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tragicloss :

             ☆ ･ﾟ:╰ °     ❝    YEAH   ??   ❞    questioned as if obvious,   why wouldn’t sincerity course through vladimov veins�� ??   sentiment that creases throughout the blonde towards grace overwhelming beyond belief,   &   yet thankfully so   ;   truly   unable to envision a future without her,   without ring of unity   &   promised vows bound ‘pon finger   &   life spent in martial bliss.    softened smile peaks ‘pon crimson-stained lips,   another slurp of delicious shake given before plastic cup settles against nearby counter.    it may not have been the most romantic of settings but what did it matter,  when asking grace’s hand in marriage still held the same burning,   undeniable love behind it   ??                 ❝    like   –   i see how happy pops  &  dad are being hitched,   yanno   ??   they are legit beaming twenty-four seven like something outta a cliche fairy-tale.   but it’s cute   &  i want that with you.    plus,  hey  —   ❞   slender digits reach out,  toying with neckline of opposing shirt,   even within bounds of public place   ;   smirk delicate against beautiful features.     ❝    —–     you’re hot as hell   &  if i don’t get to nom that ass every morning  &   every night,  i’m gonna get depressed,   babe.    lemme wifey you,   please   ??     ❞

           ❝  ana  vladimov,   you  have  such  a  way  with  words  and  i  love  you  so  damn  much.  ❞             she  didn't  care  if  it  was  in  a  setting  like  this  or  if  her  other  half  had  gone  above  and  beyond  to  plan  the  most  romantic,   extravagant  proposal  she  could  think  of.   none  of  that  mattered  when  all  this  was  about,   was  her  and  ana  spending  the  rest  of  their  life  together,   growing  old  together,   having  a  family  together  some  time  down  the  line  ;  their  LOVE  was  the  most  important  thing.   fancy  over  the  top  romanticness  didn't  matter  to  grace,   it  was  never  about  theatrics  with  her  and  it  never  would  be,   not  when  she  had  just  been  given  the  best  and  most  ana-esque  proposal  she  could  ever  possible  dream  of.   luckiest  girl  in  the  world  ?   you're  goddamn  right.     no  time  was  wasted  as  both  hands  raised  to  rest  upon  either  side  of  the  opposing  blondes  features,   pulling  her  close  so  that  she  could  push  her  lips  up  against  anas  own,   holding  onto  the  intimate  affection  for  a  brief  moment  before  pulling  away,   gazing  upon  beautiful  features  opposite  her  with  a  beaming  smile.

        ❝  there  is  nothing  more  i  want  than  to  marry  you,  so  yes  ...  yes  a  million  times,   babe  !  ❞           a  soft  giggle  of  pure  excitment  escaped  before  brows  raised  at  anas  last  word  to  her.          ❝  and  every  morning  and  night,   me  and  my  ass  are  ALL  YOURS.     ❞

#( weeps into the abyss over these two omg ) #tragicloss #⋆ ◦ * interactions / grace anna logan.