S T A R K.

Indie rp blog for Tony Stark. Marvel based, crossover friendly. Set mostly through the Marvel films canon. Mun 25. Written by Satan.

[ofparasomnias]

Woohoo happy 4th / Steve Rogers’ birthday!

[patron-saint-of-emesis]

AU'S

[anoiiinted-deactivated20190806]

“i just committed a crime and i need to use you as a hostage i am so sorry” au

you were my rival in first grade and damn you’ve gotten really hot since then au

i am actually good at math but the math tutor is really hot so i’m pretending to be dumb au

two strangers locked inside a grocery store at three am together au

 i’m mute and you’re the lead singer of my favorite band who just pulled me on stage to sing with you au

who can sell the most cookies contest au

we’re strangers but i absolutely hate your music taste and i feel the need to tell you this on a crowded subway au

 i’m a fisherman and you’re a mermaid who got tangled in one of my nets au

i purposely get your coffee order wrong just so you’ll talk to me again au

we’re both sick and we both grabbed for the last can of soup at the store au

tree climbing contest but we both got stuck up on the top branches and now we have to wait for the fire department au

you’re singing my favorite song but you’re singing it wrong au

you’re the crazy cat person next door and your cats keep on wandering into my yard au

i’m a ghost and you’re a ghost hunter au

you’re my siblings’s best friend and i absolutely hate you but pretend to be my boy/girlfriend to piss off my family au

you look exactly like the main character in my novel au

[nctasoldier]

"I'm just tired, you know? I'm just fucking tired."

                 Strangest notion to reach ears, echo around in the mechanic’s head, as he simply stares at Natasha for a solid fifteen seconds. Moments like these where Stark remembers she’s very much human underneath everything sends a shiver of discomfort down his spine -- or was that understanding? Features dissolve to something different before head nods, sigh puffs out gentle past lips that are licked over soon after. “Course not.” Words contradict the action but Tony has already moved back onto fiddling with something to keep his hands busy. Signature smart ass smile rising to lips as he looks at Nat through lashes then points to a screwdriver. “Mind handing me that?”

[nctasoldier]

sarcastiiles:

Wanting Tony Stark’s attention, and actually getting it, were two completely different things – Stiles found that out the hard way the moment the man turned to speak to him. “It’s– I mean, I think you have me confused with someone else.” At least until he got the name right on his own, anyway. “Because I don’ go by either of those names.”

               “Uh huh --” Furrow of brows settle in as the noise slips from Stark’s mouth laced with skepticism. Practically dripping from his tongue as it clicks light against teeth. “Moving on, are you stalking me?” Repeated question let out as eyes pan over the frame of the kid. God, can’t he get one moment of peace? “You didn’t answer and you’ve been following me around. So one can only assume -- though I don’t like assumptions... often. What do you want, kid?”

[altsongaday]

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21/? // 11/21/14

[havensaved]

𝔐𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔱𝔬𝔬.

          𝔗𝔥𝔢𝑦 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔲𝔰, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝑦 𝔴𝔦𝔫.

[cardamomblessing]

We’re attached. We’re very attached.

[glutenfreewaffles]

So I recently noticed something about Tony Stark...

This man

never

lets anyone

drive him.

He literally

is always

the one in the drivers seat.

He has a chauffeur 

that he drives. 

And then I realized…

There’s probably

good reason

for that. 

[feelsofacatlady-deactivated2015]

That went from shocking to funny to depressing in the span of 5 seconds

[nctasoldier]

I forgot what I was doing in the middle of doing it. SO -- going to edit a few more icons.

[tnystark]

#sometimes tony stark doesn’t need an armour to fight with shit

[nctasoldier]

@sarcastiiles

                   “Are you stalking me?” Brow risen behind frames of sunglasses -- would wonder why the little whelp was biting at his ankles but Stark knows. So he pokes, he baits. “What was it again -- Spider Boy? Or Itty Bitty Spider? I can’t recall.”

[hroseok-deactivated20201003]

!!!!!!!DO NOT IGNORE!

[parkerwitch]

rosegoldrena:

There is a message going around Tumblr that says something along the lines of ‘this blog said something about you’

If you get this message DO NOT CLICK OR PUT YOUR PASSWORD IN.

IT WILL HACK YOUR ACCOUNT AND LOCK YOU OUT.

If youve already put your password in CHANGE IT IMEADIETLY.

If I ‘send’ you one of these messages its not me.

Please send this around so as many people as possible can see it.

[nctasoldier]

@thisheartofink

                “Breathe for five seconds there, kid.” He just came to steal a computer from the library -- not get gawked over by some twelve year old, or around there. Fingers snap in front of the other’s face twice, even if Tony is trying to keep some semblance of distance. “Hey, you alive in there?”

[urbxnlegxnd]

nctasoldier started following you

[nctasoldier]

leeurbaneverett:

@nctasoldier

“What do you want, Playboy?” 

                “Do I detect a hint of jealousy there? Or was that just bitterness?”

[nctasoldier]

notthescarsyoucansee:

+ @nctasoldier​ asked ( sits on ) love me, anna banana Always Accepting  ( Randomness from Satan )

Sleep had become a bit of a foreign concept in recent weeks.  There seemed to be something, always something, that kept her from a full night.  So she’d learned how to cat nap much more effectively.  The couch was the easiest spot (if she crawled into bed? she’d just go to sleep heavily and not want to get up).  Unfortunately, it also meant she wasn’t napping anywhere private.  

Generally, she could hear him coming and prepare herself.  Either he’d gotten better at creeping about (she doubted that) or she’d been napping a little harder than she’d meant to be (far more likely).  Regardless, she let out a sharp oof when he sat on her and threw an arm over her eyes.

“Pheugh.  Can I love you when I’m not trying to nap,” she asked, voice still thick with sleep, “Or is this a desperate need to be loved immediately?”

              Sitting on top thighs, feet firmly planted on the ground, the mechanic’s head turns to stare down, half weight more leaning forward more than anything. The goal is clearly not to crush -- just...get attention. Thus granted when those lips part, motion made to cover eyes in the process. Huff resounds past Tony’s own with a hint of exaggerated annoyance, because clearly Anna trying to sleep isn’t nearly as important. Then again, Stark couldn’t very well sleep as is with the constant flow of noise in his brain, fingertips restless -- all of him, really, right down to his toes and right down to every molecule of his being.

                        “Nap when you’re dead -- which could be in a week given our line of work.” Pause is brief before hand moves to poke at her side, body rising back to his feet. “Up, up, it’s an immediate desperation for those petite hands of yours.” Not like he could ask Pepper -- doubts she’d much pick up the phone and Stark is on a time crunch.

[vikander]

[nctasoldier]

"You deserve to be treated like a princess."

@alittleparanoid || random shit shane sends me

               Brow rises upwards slightly, much like the glass moving towards lips before the liquid finds Tony’s mouth -- a hefty amount swallowed back before a smile blossoms. Something like, cheery. “Getting cheeky on me, Nat, I see how it is. And do answer me this -- are you going to be the one to treat me as such? Because I’ll tell you, I’m not an easy princess to handle.”