M A R I A   S T A R K
mother & wife
canon divergent
indie marvel rp
multi-verse/ship

semi-private & selective brought to life by
manon

established 2013
rebooted 9/2014, 8/30/15 & 4/1/16



other blog:
ELIZABETH MARCH
theme by MARIE.


4 yrs as maria, 6 yrs on tumblr.
*birds at top of theme are links!*
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impossibleormerelyfantastic:

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Tony practically skipped up the stairs from the garage, his feet taking at least two steps at a time. He tossed his jacket on the large plush couch, crossing the living room to enter the kitchen. The aroma was intoxicating, like the haze of a dream, and he honestly wasn’t too sure he wasn’t dreaming. He cocked his head to the side, a raised eyebrow at the woman, “Mom, you know I pay people for that right?” he asked the woman before greeting her with a customary peck on the cheek.

He wasn’t complaining though, god he hadn’t smelled anything so heavenly for almost three decades. Tony side stepped around her, grabbing the metal spoon she was cooking with to steal a bite. He gave her a sly smile, knowing he was pushing his luck. Then again, stealing a taste before dinner is low on the “pushing your luck scale” compared to the hell he raised before she disappeared. 

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          she’ll smile at the sight of her son, more than pleased to see him finally home. but as per usual, his comments will prompt an eye roll from the italian, for the man has grown far too used to the luxuries that his life has presented him with. lucky for him, though, it’s endearing to maria.  ❛ just because someone else can make it does not mean they should… i can cook, so i will do just that.❜   she voices, tone firm but a smile in place across her pout. she leans into the kiss he places to her cheek, though, stirring the sauce beside the pot of pasta on the stove top before tony is grabbing the spoon from her and tasting it. a brow quirks as she eyes him. it’s true, that he’s pushing his luck, but he’s a grown man and this is his home; maria won’t say anything against him. yet.  ❛ how does it taste? does it need more of anything, bambino?❜