‘’... as you know, my voice will turn you on, whether it's a guy or girl my tongue will make you come...’‘

1988, I believe

*The Avengers sitting around the living room*

Clint: let's play Two Truths One Lie

Natasha: yeah i've heard of that one.

Peter: oh i'll go first!

Peter: i'm small, my eyes are green, and a whole building once fell on me and i almost died!

Tony: that's the right idea kiddo but it's gotta be a bit more challenging for everybod-

Pepper: his eyes are brown.

Tony: ....

Tony: a building wHAT

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So, uh...

I've been very happy recently...

"Boys, calm down! The patter of little feet covers the perimeter of the house, accompanied by children's laughter. These three mischievous boys are engrossed in a game of tag. With their curly hair and bright eyes, they look like little angels, but they are such rascals that they seem to have not heard their mother in the kitchen and continue to play in their exciting game. "Boys, be quiet," your gentle voice can't handle the children's commotion, so your father's voice takes over, stern but tender. "Wake up your little sister too." The commotion is not to the little sister's liking either - she grumbles in her father's arms. But it doesn't turn into awakening. The white noise coming from the broad male chest sweetly carried the little girl back into the realm of dreams. The little hooligans obeyed their dad and fell silent. They forgot about the game and smoothly approached him, where they repeated after him - they directed their little eyes at the sister who was sucking on a pacifier in her sleep. Recently, you fed her, and then Chris took her from you to hold her as a "A few months ago, you gave Chan this charming little baby Dominique. From the moment she appeared in your home, he couldn't take his eyes off her, and even now he can't stop admiring her. Those little hands, little feet - everything is still so small, delicate, fragile - you're afraid to apply force to avoid damaging her, and you're afraid to loosen your grip to avoid losing her. Those thick curls on her temples clearly show her father's breed. Her covered eyes are just as mischievous as boys'. Her little nose clearly resembles Everything is still small, delicate, fragile - you are afraid to apply force to not ruin it, and you are afraid to weaken it to not miss it. These thick little curls, curling on the temples - the father's breed is traced. Her covered eyes, which are as mischievous as boys. Her little nose, which is clearly from her mother. - I thought you put her in the crib, - after a while, you distract your husband from the girl with your surprise. Chris responds immediately, like the boys, and is met with your tender smile. It's like you've had four pregnancies behind your body, but you look like you haven't been pregnant at all: you're still the same beautiful, slightly tired, in his t-shirt and shorts, with your hair tied up in a bun. . He returns your warm smile and then shifts his gaze to your sons, pausing a little on each one. They say that boys resemble their mothers, but not in your family - these rascals break that stereotype, only having some of your character traits. Dominika, on the other hand, follows the rule that "daughters resemble their fathers", at least in appearance for now, as you can't really say much about her character yet." "At that very moment, he came to the conclusion that he was the happiest person in the world. Of course, he had felt that way before: he met you; when you said "yes" to his proposal of marriage; when you placed his hands on your belly upon hearing the news of your pregnancy - but he had just experienced the ultimate happiness, reflected in his eyes: you and your little ones - the story of your love."

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Computer: Enter A Password.

Tony: *types in peter*

Computer: Your password is too weak.

Tony: how fuCKING DARE YOU-

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