so i’m going to let this account post out the last bits of my qeue
(ive got like 100 posts in there)
and then i’m just going to let it sit for me to stare at my old posts and shit
i wont be using it anymore
if y’all love me, hit me up and i’ll give you my new account
accurate depiction of Angel and Spike
finALLY DONE…thank you to all who showed up and kept me company while i colored this!! <33 im glad you all made friends with each other and aaahh spread the davekat feels <33
so yes we decided that these two had been in can town, karkat tried to make dave read the trashy troll romance novel, dave got sneaky and began to rub one of karkat’s horns which lead the troll to fall asleep, then dave fell asleep shortly after because oops karkat is actually really warm and cozy and yep. then dave wakes karkat up with his beautiful snoring. hahahhahajaahlkfdfg <333 bABIIEESSS <3
i am not sorry
A sickness settled in Steve’s stomach as he leaned over a collapsed Tony and assessed the damage that he had inflicted upon his friend for the first time. He had been brutal, seemingly without a single shred of mercy for the man beneath him; for the man who had been his saviour.
Tony looked up at him with bloodshot eyes that were too tired to stay open much longer and the pain that Steve found in them made his insides churn, like he’d become ill over the thought of his cruelty. This was the man who had saved him, nurtured him, guided him with strong hands and caring lips and a heart much brighter than the artificial one that threatened to go dark. This was Tony and Steve had destroyed him.
“Guess it was all for nothing,” his voice was raspy and low as his lungs began to fail him, “You put up one helluva fight.”
“Tony, stop-” Steve was on the verge of tears; how selfish of him, he thought, how selfish of him to weep when he was the one in near prime condition while Tony died in his arms, “Tony, I’m so-“
“Shh…” Tony blinked slowly, his eyes closing for the longest few seconds of Steve’s life, terrified that they would not open again. They did, and when they did, a smile accompanied the big, brown orbs. “It’s alright. Things happen…”
“I didn’t mean it-” Steve choked, “God, Tony, I didn’t mean it!”
“Steve…” Tony’s smile flickered, then died on his pale lips, “It’s okay… you won.”
But victory had never tasted so bitter as Tony closed his eyes for five… ten… thirty seconds and horror settled into Steve’s heart that they would not open on their own again.
AU: Tony dies in the Civil War, instead of Steve.