image
 



freckledboss

ಠ_ಠ

ಠ_ಠ:  what is your biggest pet peeve?

- Coffee that costs more than $2.
- Couples who sit on the same side of the booth when there is no one on the other side. (lol) 
- People talking on cell phones in the cinema about the movie 
- Mosquitoes feasting on me like they have never tasted blood before. (twilight af) 


 



freckledboss

image

her instinct is to comfort, to hold him, and remedy this relapse into the past; having surfaced a turmoil that she knows to haunt him still. it truly breaks her heart. if only he could realize how much he isn’t like howard. ❝ our child wouldn’t see it like that, tony. him or her won’t look upon you as iron man, nor the famous tony stark… to them you’d be their dad. and that’s more than enough. – i just wish you would give yourself more credit. ❞ you are not your father. ❝ i mean, i’d love to have kids with you, i want children, but i would never force you into something you don’t see yourself having. ❞ sadness looms within deep, blue hues, so much so that his joke is lost on her. ❝ i love you, i’ve known you for years, and the thing you fear most ? wouldn’t happen. believe me when i say you are better than that. you’re better than him. ❞

image

❝ –– no i just… –– it’s just me,honey. i’m one big mess. but you –– you can deal with anything on the freaking world. –– with grace. i’m just afraid I’d disappoint you as a father. i know you believe in me. i know babe. ❞ he breathed heavily. all those feelings that filled his genius head –– anxiety. panic. ❝ we are –– were different. i can’t say i didn’t love him. i still do. but you know part of my self can’t. ❞ a faint smile appeared on his lips. faint, but he didn’t have to pretend anything. ❝ ––– i want a family. even though i already have you and people around me with whom i sometimes fight in germany or space. the point is –– ––– i don’t know if i’m ready. but hell yeah i want it. ❞

 



freckledboss

image

a no nonsense look set the tone. azure orbs narrowing. pepper fights the urge to pinch at the bridge of her nose. ❝ i heard everything, tony. ❞ but she lets him continue. freckled features turning soft, ❝ is that what you’re afraid of ? your children not accepting you as a father ? ❞ a sincere expression that is short lived, and it’s back to the ‘really, tony ?’ vibe surrounding her persona. ❝ you know what i think ? i think that’s only going to bring younew nightmares, and after the murderous cartoon fiasco, i’m not so sure i’d want to know what watching an alcoholic mad scientist could cause. ❞

image

❝ yeah, ––– i’m scared. ❞ he shook his head and shrugged. stark’s face was staring into the void. he tried to keep his voice balanced, but the stronger he seemed, the memories were coming back. ❝ i’m scared i will be able to give our child everything. everything ––– but not myself. for those kids out there. they think it’s great if their dad is tony stark or iron man. but for our kid ?? i didn’t care if my dad is howard stark or someone working as a bricklayer. i just wanted my dad. not a name. jarvis was more like my own dad –– my whole life ❞ tony chuckled bitterly and reached for her hand. ❝ i lived a bit like rick and morty, before i was –––. well –– now i should have a series, something more like batman. ❞ he chuckled. 

 



vartouhix

The alien stood a little straighter, hands curling into loose fists before uncurling again immediately. “I– I’m not sure I’d call myself powerful but…” Her eyes lingered closed for a split second longer when she next blinked. “Yes, I am who he intended you to meet. My name is Vartouhi. It is an honor to meet one of Earth’s greatest minds.”

image

❝ –– vartouhi. ❞ stark said her name in a whisper. stared cautiously at the woman. a slight smirk raced through his thoughtful face. ❝ one of earth’s greatest minds. i’m flattered. and yeah ––– i admit. i’m not so bad. ❞ with another smirk tony pointed to empty chairs at his right. ❝ please –– i think that you should tell me more about yourself. ‘cause fury isn’t the kind of guy who would tell me his fancy stories at starbucks –– and sorry. i’m tony by the way. ❞

 



Iron and Lace || Tony and Natasha 

natasha

image

She could feel his hand on her back. Probably the only thing that was keeping her grounded in the moment. Taking deep breaths as she looked up at him. She could read him and see the fear in his eyes. Something that she knew about how much he was broken too. He tried hard to keep them all together. But none of them could really prevent it. It happened. They had to face it. She watched him as he pulled the chair to sit next to her.

image

“It is reality sadly. Our world changed the minute the battle of New York started. Well we are all a little crazy to even be in this line of work. But I never foresaw what actually happened.” She felt him take her hand. She was shaking. She hated not being able to be able to just step back and see everything and fix it. “I don’t know how to fix it. I can’t just take out these people like I could.” She leaned forward to leaning her forehead against his. “This is just insane.”

his eyes were filled with grief. how many times did he hear her ––– see her like this ?? the tone of her voice, her sad eyes. stark swallowed quietly. the only quiet exhale left his lips as their foreheads met. ❝ wish i could tell you that i know how to make it right. but i don’t. i never see anything like that. –– shit. i’m just a guy. not a god or an alien. ❞ tony shook his head and gritted his teeth. 

image

❝ but ––– i won’t give up. i –– we’ll figure this out. together. and we’re still not alone. there are people who can help us. ❞

 



jesteriina

image

ℏℚ • ━━━ ❝ I think you know I can’t stay away from you, Tony. I’ve missed you—and if you insist. ❞ 

image

❝ i’ve missed you too. ––– i just didn’t expect you here. i ––– thought you didn’t want to see me anymore. because you said you wouldn’t come back. and this time it sounded ––– quite convincing so. ❞

 



image

❝ ah ––– look who’s here. to what do i owe the pleasure darlin’ ?? drink ??

starter // @jesteriina

 



pepsi

image

pepper was half coherent when woken abruptly, but followed along with his explanation, regardless of the drowsiness. ❝ you’re sure you want me to answer that ? ❞ with her free hand, she rubbed at her eyes, willing the grogginess to dissipate into thin air. lets try this again. ❝ so… you dreamt a fictional character, and his friendmurdered our baby, and then sought to kill us ? – and for the record, i happen to love the outdoors. i bet i could give you a reason to visit nature, ❞ there’s a cheeky grin on the rise upon tired features, and minuscule amount of mischief hidden behind oceanic blues. ❝ tony, i don’t think it’s… all that weird ?? i mean don’t get me wrong it is definitely strange, but everyone experiences odd dreams sometimes. maybe your subconscious is trying to tell you something ? – having a baby wouldn’t be so terrible, i certainly wouldn’t mind…. unless.. you think it would be ? ❞

image

❝ excuse me. –– honey. ––– did you hear what i was saying ?? i said adventure time. cartoon characters. swords. killing. chasing. and your takeway is BABY ?! ❞ tony was confused. slightly narrowed. thinking eyes. were staring at her. ❝ don’t get me wrong. babe. not that i don’t want kids ––– but would kids want me ?? ❞ he shrugged. ❝ i should stop watching the show. probably. ❞ tony took a deep breath, lying back. ❝ i should start with rick and morty instead. ❞ 

 



Iron and Lace || Tony and Natasha 

natasha

image

Natasha was sitting at the table by herself. Her hands gripped around a cold mug of coffee. She was sitting there for she didn’t know for how long. But she was lost into her thoughts of what transpired. She felt a hand rest on her shoulder as she took a deep breath. Her normal instincts would have been to twist that hand but she could tell who it was. “What happened Tony?” She lifted a hand from her cup to go over his. Some comfort from his touch would soothe her but she wasn’t sure for how long. 

image

his touch was gentle, but firm at the same time. sliding over her shoulder. back and forth. back and forth. tony didn’t answer her question. well ––– not immediately. his chocolate eyes were full of fear, helplessness and sadness. but he still found a smile to encourage her. that one movement of those lips and he could pretend ––– for a few seconds everything is going to be better. it must be better. he assured himself. otherwise he would go crazy. stark walked around her. his hand still holding the shoulder. he moved a chair closer to her. 

image

❝ you tell me. i feel like i know absolutely nothing. i always had explanations for things, but this ––– hell, these things are beyond my understanding, out of our civilization. out of the battle of new york. –– and god, i don’t know if i’m crazy. or it’s reality. nat. ❞ despite what he was talking about, his voice was still calm and balanced. he was worried. only few people had the chance to see him like that. dedicated but at the same time almost broken. tony pulled the mug out of her hand, very gently and laid it on the table. then he took her hands into his hands and looked at them for a moment. ❝ you’re shaking. ❞ he said softly. he gently stroked his fingers over her skin.

 



the kid

image

I SWEAR IT’S NOT AS BAD AS IT LOOKS !his hands come up in defense but the black eye, scrapes and other injuries on his face was an OBVIOUS give away. ❛ it’s just some bad guy, i got it though, i swear. ❜ his constant swears were even starting to annoy him. brown eyes look up, just WAITING to hear the reaction, though he felt it wouldn’t be good.

“that’s it ?? ––– just some bad guy ?? geez, it’s never JUST, kid. understand ??” stark’s voice changed from angry to silent, almost as if he was talking to himself. he stared at the kid’s face that wasn’t only beaten. stark knew it. oh hell yeah –– of course he knew it. he knew peter wasn’t doing it on purpose. the mechanic knew how much he wants to help people. he’d sacrifice so much for that –– maybe his own life. and tony was afraid. he was afraid that someday ––– somebody might ki––hurt him. peter’s heart was so pure. sometimes stark blamed himself for dragging him into this. 

image

“just. god. –– sit down. this mess needs disinfection. –– in the best case.” the golden avenger turned his back to him. it took a while before he returned with a first aid kit. “hold still. kid.”  his eyes fixed with care on peter. “i should punch you too. i told you –– hold back. listen. i know you working hard. but even superheroes need rest. time to time. and i didn’t mention that your aunt will kill me ––– because you’re my what ?? spider-burden. right.”