If you're a gifted flirt, talking about the price of eggs will do as well as any other subject. ~Mignon McLaughlin
Come along, Pond. We have a team to assemble.
(Source: odinsonn, via somenerdygirl)
“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.

