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Tony Stark, aka a damsel in distress
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Just a tiny heads up. I work as a paralegal and the last week of the month is always chaos. I may not be around fully until the end of the week.
"𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥" 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴.
i'm a sucker for that scene where one person is injured and alone and ends up knocking on another person's door in their hour of need, and i'm an even bigger sucker for the tending to the injuries and the quiet emotional content that follows, and i'm here to make it everyone else's problem! as always, to reverse the actions, just add "+ REVERSE" to the end!
from the injured.
" i didn't know where else to go... "
" whatever you've been told about me, whatever you've heard or seen or listened to... none of it's true. "
" at least i have you to look after me, eh? "
" would you believe me if i said i got all these injuries by slipping in the rain? "
" i'm sorry... i know this isn't what you signed up for. "
" you're the only one i can trust. "
" do you believe what they're saying about me? "
" aren't you going to say i told you so? "
" i am grateful, you know. for everything you've ever done for me... i notice. and i see you. and i've never thanked you properly before, so... thank you. "
" i know i must be the last person you expected to see tonight, but... i'm afraid i have nowhere else to turn to. "
" thank you for not asking questions. "
" i know you have no reason to believe me, much less to trust me, but... i promise you. i swear to you, i am being set up. "
" you know, you'd make a nice profit if you turned this place into a safehouse. "
" why are you helping me? "
" why the hell did you open your door for me if you're so angry at me?! "
to the injured.
" quickly, get in before anyone sees you... "
" you came to the right place. hurry, get in... "
" what the hell happened to you!? "
" are you going to tell me what happened to you tonight? "
" i assume that the rumors surrounding you are all false and unrelated to why you're bleeding out on my sofa? "
" do you honestly expect me to just forget about the past so i can bandage you up? "
" you don't need to thank me. you'd fix me up if i came to your door with this much trouble, too. "
" regardless of everything you've said and done in the past, there isn't a single part of me that wouldn't open the door when you're knocking on it. "
" we can talk in the morning. for now, you need to rest. "
" i found you unconscious on my doorstep. "
" oh, i get it. i can stitch you up and let you get blood all over my bed sheets until the cows come home, but heaven forbid i start to ask questions about why you're bleeding in the first place. "
" things must be really bad if you're trying to say i was your best chance at being helped. "
" don't be stupid. you're not going anywhere. come on, back into bed... "
" i called in sick. we have the whole day to figure out what your next moves are going to be. "
" good! you're awake. i was beginning to worry... "
" you're not allowed to die in my bedroom. the rumours would never stop... "
" perhaps we ought to let bygones be bygones. until i'm confident that you're not going to die on my sofa, that is. "
" it's a bit late to worry about dragging me into your mess, don't you think? "
" you know why i opened that door... "
ACTIONS.
[ BANDAGE ]: sender gently begins to bandage receiver's wounds.
[ BED ]: sender guides receiver into bed, tucking them in and taking a seat by their bedside.
[ FEVER ]: having noticed the receiver beginning to spike a fever, sender presses a cool cloth to their forehead to try and bring it down.
[ CLOTHES ]: after tending to the receiver's wounds, sender brings them fresh clean clothes to change into.
[ FOOD ]: after ensuring the receiver is safe and stable, sender brings them out a plate of food.
[ BATH ]: sender runs the recently-cared-for receiver a hot bath.
[ WAIT ]: aftering tending to the receiver's injuries, sender takes a seat across for them, and patiently waits for them to start explaining what happened.
[ CATCH ]: noticing the receiver beginning to collapse on their doorstep, sender hastily catches them and brings them inside.
[ KISS ]: sender, after being cared for by the receiver, breaks the tension that's been building since they walked through the door, and pulls them in for a kiss.
[ HOLD ]: having been bandaged and cared for by the receiver, sender unexpectedly reaches out to take their hand and hold it in a quiet, sincere gesture of gratitude.
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happy friday!! i'm gonna be here off & on as I plan to work on some icons & other things.
it’s an ask day —— so you know, like this post & i’ll go through your blog & send in some memes.
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me, bongo-cat patting my desk at the influx of dc blogs following me recently.
i just had the conversation with my co-workers, where i jokingly told them i was fighting my own demons today, and my personal assistant looked me dead in the eye and said: and you're loosing.
Someone of sound mind tell me no; but do i remake my kitty pryde blog.
“please, i'm the definition of a saint.” he snorts ; exaggerating a blatant eye roll in the face of @treudamon's comment for dramatics. it’s all in good nature though. “besides; i haven't even been state-side in – ” he pauses, chin rising ; lips pressing into a skewed scrunch as he mulls it over. trying to sparse exactly how long he’s been away before. “months. yeah, let's go with that.” & then he waves a hand & offers an all too easy shrug. dismissive. “side note, you’re looking better than the last time i saw you, blue. hope you’ve been up to better things than i have recently.”
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he can’t stop the way his shoulders slump & his head drops back at the crash that somehow hits the ground so hard it rattles his bones & leaves his teeth aching. “alright!” he shouts ; sharp & ever so slightly agitated. “you.” he starts, brandishing the well worn ratchet in @breathofcosmos direction. “stop antagonizing the boys. and you” the tool swivels as he swipes it through the air in a wide arch until it’s pointed directly at the core of dum-e’s exterior shell. “for the love of god, keep your servos to yourself or you will be spending the summer with the mit graduates for educational learning.” children, the lot of them.
tony drops the ratchet to the table & pinches the bridge of his nose, not caring in the slightest the way he can all but feel the grease that smears into his skin from the action.
insp. sugarcrash
there’s a click - a distinct one - that has tony pitching forward on his stool. lips twitching & teeth flashing in the giddy pride that flushes through him. “oh, would you look at that.” rapping the knuckles of his left hand against the table, tony reaches out with the other & uses two fingers to spread the holographic interface wide. letting the sight of @kingspartax fill the space before him in all his intergalactic glory. “hey there, starboy. long time no talk." now, while he’s managed the connection, he has no idea how long it’ll stay live for. so, might as well cut to the chase, lest he finds himself conversing with empty static. “any chance you’re on this side of the cosmos?”
insp. astronaut in the ocean.
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