“Tony Stark,” he says, and pauses, giving Tony a second or two not to run away screaming. “Will you. Do me the honour. Of becoming my husband?”
“Yep,” Tony blurts, and his knees hit the floor as he drags Steve in for a kiss.
From my fic.
(via asgardian-poledance)
Arthur and Eames. I love those two and think they have one of the best fanon romances out there. They are fantastic.
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Tumblr edition version 2. 
