STARK.

[nobettcr-blog]

( @highmcn )

                 ❝ ------ weird ? i just gave you my jumper 'cause your teeth chittering together was starting to get kinda noticeable. it's just a jumper, it's not like i got down on one knee, man. ❞    maybe this was why he wasn't usually nice to other people in terms of kind gestures, having to explain why he done what he had and seemingly landing himself in a situation where he had made himself look ODD. soft sigh escaped his lips as one hand raised to rub against the back of his neck, noticing how peter pulled the garment close to him and he couldn't help but smile slightly, knowing that he had definitely needed the layers when he was obviously COLD.    ❝ you can say it's weird, but don't say you don't appreciate it. ❞    

[nobettcr-blog]

( @highmcn )

                ❝ therapy ? nah, i don't need any of that. i mean, i still think about it all a lot but i don't think therapy would help, i can deal with it on my own. i got my suits, my lab, i tinker -- it keeps me occupied. ❞   shrugging his shoulders slightly, he had honestly never even thought that he would NEED therapy. yeah, he knew that he had anxiety and possible ptsd after what happened in new york, but seeking out actual professional help to help combat it ? it wasn't something that had ever really crossed his mind, in all honesty. raising a hand, he rubbed against the back of his neck slightly with nerves, trying NOT to think too much about what happened to him since it would only bring an anxiety attack along with it, and that wasn't something he enjoyed nor wanted to do infront of peter.  

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createdcmons :

                                  ❪ ⬙ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └  ❛  UH  —– NO,   THAT’S not how this works.   ‘cause newsflash !!   i’m one of a kind.  ❜

                                   despite the apparent twinned half that opposed,   despite the fact that features carried the same line   &   wrinkle,   the same grain of goatee,   the repetition of sass radiating from essence;   not that the brunette was about to remove his ‘unique’ crown just yet.   perhaps that needed to be EARNED,   no  ??   he had lived on this planet nearly five decades after all,   he was deserving of the stark name   —-   even if it came with every fault   &    nightmare that couldn’t cease   &   desist.   it was a huge price of pay for a grand sacrifice in keeping his persona in check.   frown appeared prominent,   scowl almost forming at the notion of sharing this earth with someone that was the same   —- NOT POSSIBLE,   FOLKS.    ❛  mind,   yanno,   getting the hell outta dodge;   you’re kinda cramping my style.   ❜   ┘

                ❝ i'm cramping YOUR style ? come on, am i always this ridiculous sounding ? ❞

                shaking his head, he still couldn't believe that he had somewhat of a doppelganger and he was standing right infront of him. the mere fact that this was all a reality and not some weird, messed up dream that was all playing out in his own mind was enough to confuse him even more. how had something like this happened, and he hadn't known about it until now ? how could he have had essentially some sort of CLONE and it took this long for them to bump heads with one another ? sigh escaped his lips since he was most definitely taken back by it all, looking his other self up and down in a slightly intimidating manner.

                 ❝ and you're not one of a kind, evidently i'm one of a kind and you're some...carbon copy ? there's only one tony stark, and that's me. i'd say i hate to burst your bubble, but it actually brings me great JOY to do just that. ❞  

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( @createdcmons  |  from here )

                 ❝ you realize that by calling me short, you're calling yourself short too, right ? even though i'm not short at all and i have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. ❞ 

                  he had both seen and invented a lot of odd, crazy things in his life, so sure that he had seen it ALL at this point and yet, as his doppelganger now stood infront of him ? almost like looking into a mirror ? NOW he was sure he had seen it all -- surely things couldn't get any weirder than essentially having a clone, right ? one of which, he didn't even create on his own, somewhat disappointing, but still pretty cool and interesting none the less. brown orbs gazed towards the other tony, almost sizing him up to make sure that he was infact real ; every last feature was identical, everything about him matched his own self, even the sarcasm that had fallen from his lips to begin with -- yeah, this was really him.  

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ultimatetrcsh :

                                  ❪ ☹ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └ ❛   SO WHAT ?!  DO you really think i give a flying fuck ??  ❜

                                   trio of cocaine lines were in front of him,   now reduced to two as sniffles from the burning scorch invading senses made itself known;   the way veins ERUPTED in fire,   causing the stress to already melt away into something euphoric.   or at least that was jagger’s naive hope,   that the man that stood in front of him wasn’t a catalyst of taking such intoxication,   that having his father within the same space was completely FINE    —–   on the contrary,   far from it,   prompting the younger stark to lean forward in order to ingest another hearty line of the whitened powder.   no care,   no thought behind his actions as loud gasp seeped from chapped flesh,   nostrils burning up a storm that was RELISHED within entirely.  ❛  d-don’t     ——- bother with   ——–  with the doting f-father act now, d a d d y.  ❜   ┘

                    he hated having to see the state that his only son was in, that nagging thought at the back of his mind that perhaps he could have stopped all of this from happening if he had just stayed around and NOT took off like some sort of damn coward. he might have been afraid at the time, but he was realizing now the error of his ways, he was realizing just how much he had truly messed up by turning his back on the one person who he should have been there for, the one person he should have stood by no matter what and yet, tony had done the complete opposite and now he had just WATCHED jagger, his son, snort several lines of cocaine like it was nothing. it broke his heart, shaken sigh escaping his lips as he raised a hand to run through darkened tresses, head shaking since he felt like he HAD to try and be somewhat of a father figure to jagger now.

                      ❝ well i AM your father and i'm here now and i -- i don't want you to do this, you hear me ? it's not good for you, you're just hurting yourself by doing this, jagger !! let me help you, please, i just -- i wanna be here for you now. ❞

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rcssianprince :

                                                 ❪ ☭ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └ I HAVE A SON    —-   &   in that moment,   heart could already feel itself breaking.   seemingly not a child that the love of his life had only just known about,   a product of a one-night-stand perhaps that had reared its ugly head several decades later;   but something that he had known about all ALONG.   someone that he had kept secret from dimitri,   a lie every day,   a betrayal that the russian assumed would lead them to become fathers for the first time together after their marriage.   all changed,   in a millisecond of tony’s shaken confession.   hand pulled itself slowly,   in shock,   away from his fiancee before his whole frame followed suit,   lifting from the plush seating of the couch to approach a nearby window;   not that crystal orbs glaring towards the sunny day outside helped matters.   it didn’t allow dimitri an ESCAPE,   a reprieve from the words now plaguing his mind like hungry leeches.

                                                  ❛ —- you abandoned him.  ❜   not even the full story had fallen from the elder   &   yet ??   it was more than enough for the russian to know the facts,   to know that the man that he loved  (   loves   )   held shades of his own father,   something that threatened nausea to seep through the cracks,   for ANGER to tumble.   for tears to fall.    ❛  —–   who —- who are you ??   you are not man that i love.   you are  —— i do not even know.  ❜   ┘

                    ❝ n-no, no i'm still me, i'm still TONY, i swear i'm still that same person. i -- i made a lot of bad choices and a lot of mistakes when i was younger, mostly after my parents were killed, i just...went down a bad path. that ended up with me being with a lot of women and one of those, uh -- well, she ended up p-pregnant. i panicked, i was in a bad place and i was afraid of being...i-i don't know, not good enough ? like my own father ? so y-yeah, i took off and i shouldn't have done that NOR should i have kept this from you, i know that and i'm so sorry, but i -- i'm still the same person you know. ❞

                     his heart was racing, knots forming at the pit of stomach from nerves as he gazed towards dimitri with tear-filled orbs, lump rising in his throat as he took a shaken breath. he had expected this outcome, he had expected for dimitri to suddenly want to walk away, to claim that he no longer knew who tony was -- after all, he had just shown himself to be an abandoning father who seemingly wasn't going to tell his current fiancee that he did infact, have a child. there was no excuse for his actions other than taking responsibility for his own wrong-doings, which he knew he had to ; he had messed up massively, there was no beating around the bush when it came to this situation, no matter how much he wished it were easier.

[nobettcr-blog]

( @ultimatetrcsh  |  from here )

                  ❝ are you seriously snorting lines infront of me right now ? jagger, stop it ! stop...this ! taking drugs, just stop it ! this isn't good for you, it could end up ---- it could end up k-killing you, just please...stop. ❞ 

                   it killed him to see his SON doing this to himself, something that his own fiance had done before and yet now he was clean ; he had come a long way and he knew that jagger could do the same, with the right people and the right HELP, he could do it. yet somehow, tony felt like the younger didn't care much for his help or his opinion, even if he so desperately wished to offer such to him. he had failed all those years ago at being a father, he could at least TRY to act like one now, right ? at least that was what he hoped he could do.

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ultimatetrcsh :

                                  ❪ ☹ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └  ❛   YOU’RE A LIAR !!   you  — you’re only saying that now ‘cos i’m standing here,   in front of your fucking face !!   you panicked for twenty four years, huh ??   you regretted what you did for my whole life   &    didn’t even bother to come find us ??   to say sorry.   to just    —–    to just be a dad ??!  ❜   hitches of breath inflected within jagger’s tone,   vocals that tried to stay strong through fear of breaking down in front of his own father,   if stark could be even labelled that under the circumstances.   the very man that had walked away with seemingly no doubts within his mind,   no care,   discarding his only son in order to lap up the money   &   fame he possessed in the world.   did having a child really damage such a reputation ??   (   no,   otherwise why would the man of iron express his love for a MAN towards the masses ??   taboo,   divided opinions in what was appropriate, what was not,   &   yet tony still was loved by the world regardless   )  moisture fell,   now unable to become harnessed,   jagger unable to control his emotions when they were spilling on cracked vocals,   quivering twin-flesh   &   glistening orbs brimming with upset.

                                   ❛  you were on TV all the time   &    mom could tell that you weren’t even thinking about us when you had your flashy cars,   &   those whores on your arm    &   all the attention in the world.   &   i see you all the time on the news with that  —– that russian.   does he know about me,   huh ??   does he know that you left me   &   didn’t even contact us once ??   nobody thought about how my mom struggled to make ends meet   &    you didn’t even give her support !!  you just   —–   you just LEFT.  you didn’t panic,   you just didn’t care !! ❜   ┘

                  ❝ i was scared, and i -- i know this is no excuse for not contacting you for so long, but i was SCARED. i had already left you once, i had already walked away, if i had tried to come back, i - i was scared that you and your mom would tell me to stay the hell away again, which i would've deserved, but i panicked, i did.  ❞

                  his voice was shaken due to the nerves that surged throughout his veins like wildfire, still not sure how to handle this situation, still not sure what was the correct thing to say or do, not sure if he should be reaching out to wipe jagger's tears away or to just leave it -- but he was frozen in his spot, unable to move as he just STARED with a look of complete bewilderment. the mention of dimitri made his heart drop ; what the hell would he have to say about this ? what if he left him ? what if he decided that being with someone who had abandoned their child wasn't what he wanted anymore ? what if he decided that tony wasn't worth his love after all this ? NOW he was even more terrified. 

                   ❝ n-no, he doesn't know about you...yet, i'll tell him, i w-will. look please, if you give me another chance to be your f-father, i will be. i'm so sorry, i just -- i'm sorry... ❞

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rcssianprince :

                                                 ❪ ☭ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └ NERVES STILL RAMPAGED regardless,   even as slender physique now dropping the spatula within the boiling pot was led towards the couch,  the plush cushioning beneath rump doing nothing to comfort the raging paranoia in fragile mind.   chiselled features turned pasty,  worried beyond all compare from the words that tainted the atmosphere,   towards what tony NEEDED to apparently confess.    what needed to be stated ??   what was so important that his other half honestly looked petrified to even utter words ??    disbelief that this wasn’t about their relationship dug itself strong,   yet dimitri needed to remain poised for tony,   for the man that seemingly carried a burden upon his shoulders,   desperate perhaps to free himself from the dragging shackles.

                                                   ❛ you are scaring me,   anthony   —-  ❜   truth mumbled itself under his breath,   yet free hand rested upon their intertwined contact,   thumb gently rubbing against calloused skin belonging to his fiancee for REASSURANCE.   even if the russian desperately needed that notion on his own.    ❛  —–   what   —–   what is it  ??   ❜   ┘

                  how was he supposed to say it out loud ? how was he supposed to tell the man he loved that he had a son ? a son that he had left and abandoned all those years ago to be taken care of by a drug addicted mother who evidently, didn't give a damn about him. he was ashamed of himself, so why wouldn't dimitri be ashamed and disgusted too ? shaken stream of breath escaped his lips, knowing that the longer he dwelled on it, the longer that he allowed himself to think about it, he'd be able to talk himself out of it, he'd let himself believe that perhaps he could get away with NOT telling his fiancee about it all ; even though he knew that wasn't an option.

                    ❝ i -- i have a...son. ❞   he felt nauseous even saying those words, yet another shaken stream of breath departing parted lips as he remained tightly holding onto dimitri's hand.   ❝ he's uh, he's twenty four years old and h-he came back to look for me. i-i'm so sorry i didn't tell you about this sooner, i just -- i guess i didn't know HOW or i didn't think that he would ever want anything to do with me, but i know i should have still said something, and i'm s-so sorry... ❞  

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rcssianprince :

                                                 ❪ ☭ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └ THE RARE DAY off work served content purpose,   dimitri allowing himself the time to prepare lunch for both himself   &   his fiancee,  a meal they never spent together most days   (   not even daring to think about the DINNERS that would constantly be left to turn frozen   )   yet   —-   the words that spilled unsettled the russian immensely.  crystal orbs flickered upwards to look upon the man he loved with his entire everything,   slender digits that were wrapped around a wooden spatula,   stirring a pot of soup now shaking in worry.   what did tony need to talk about ??   had he done something wrong    (   of course,   paranoid mind believed that maybe the older man was calling quits on everything they had   )

                                                  ❛ i   —-   i am sorry for nagging this morning.   you can leave laundry where you like,   it    —-   it is YOUR house.   i    —-   ❜   vocals tumbled over themselves which weren’t needed in the slightest,   yet dimitri didn’t know,   he didn’t know the CONFESSION that lingered within his partner’s essence;   self-hatred deeming it,   perhaps selfishly,   to be about himself as optics flickered towards the preparation of lunch once again.   if he didn’t look upon tony,   perhaps the damage couldn’t be done.   ❛  —–   are you mad at me ??   ❜   ┘

                  ❝ wh-what ? no, no, dimi, i'm not mad at you, i swear this isn't about you, okay ? ❞   brows furrowed towards his fiancee as he suddenly jumped to the conclusion that perhaps tony was mad at him, that perhaps he had done something wrong or that he was about to call it quits between them -- if anything, tony was worried that situation would be the other way around once he told the man he loved about the fact that he had a son. shaken stream of breath escaped his lips as he reached out to grab onto dimitri's hand, pulling him away from the kitchen so that they could go sit down within the living room, already feeling himself becoming fidgety as he stood in the same spot, needing to sit down in order to even TRY to relax about this entire situation ; even if being calm most definitely wasn't coming easy to him right now. 

                  ❝ this is about me, i -- i need to tell you something. something that i probably should have told you a while ago, but i guess i just -- i didn't think this would come up again, but it has and i need to tell you. ❞   clearing his throat, he tried to regain his composure to try and speak, needing to take a short moment as he already felt the lump rising in his throat, still holding onto dimitri's hand like his entire life depended on it.

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( @rcssianprince )

                 he was TERRIFIED of what was about to happen, of the words that were about to spill from his lips and essentially CONFESS to dimitri. how was he supposed to tell his fiance that he had a son ? a son that he had abandoned and left to fend for himself with a drug-addicted mother for the past twenty-four years ? he was ashamed of himself, so why wouldn't dimitri be too ? what if he left him ? what if he walked out the door and never came back ? tony wasn't sure how he'd cope if that were to ever happen -- dimitri was his damn life source now, he couldn't handle the thought of not having him by his side. taking a deep yet shaken breath, he eventually allowed his gaze to raise up from previously staring towards the ground, brown orbs falling upon his other half as he tried to figure out within his own mind just HOW he could break this to him.

                  ❝ i, uh -- there's something i need to talk to you about, dimi. ❞

[grantsattler]

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ultimatetrcsh :

                                  ❪ ☹ ❫ –––––––––––––––––––––– └ SORRY; AS IF that was supposed to be enough to smooth the cracks of torn essence,   the way brunette orbs even staring towards the one that abandoned him caused nausea to course through frazzled veins;   bad enough when the image of ‘iron man’ would be shown towards the world,   bad enough when his own mom would PUNISH a young boy simply for the man donning the label of dad.  bad enough that through everything   —-  jagger was meant to accept the apologies that danced violently from opposing flesh.   it wasn’t acceptable,   nothing was   —-   a mistake perhaps in seeking out tony in the first place when he had been discarded like useless trash.

                                     ❛   like   —–   like that makes things okay  ?!!   ❜  don’t fucking cry,   the repeated mantra echoing up a storm within puzzled neurons,   despite the moisture pricking against jagger’s hues;   the way upset dared to fall in front of the one man that seemingly didn’t CARE.   ❛  w-why wasn’t i good enough,    huh ??   why wasn’t i good enough  ??! ❜    ┘

                   ❝ stop it, okay ? don't you say that. i -- i never said you weren't good enough, because of course you were, you were better than i ever was and i just -- i panicked, okay ? i panicked and i ran because i know i was being a terrible father. i'm sorry, i know that doesn't change anything, i know it doesn't make anything better and it doesn't make up for the years that i wasn't there. but i regret what i done...a-and i'm sorry. ❞

                    shaken stream of breath escaped his lips as tony tried his absolute best to keep himself together, to hold his composure and play it somewhat cool and yet, when his only son was standing infront of him ? a son that he abandoned and left in the care of his drugged up mother ? how could he even act like he was okay in the damn slightest ? he couldn't. his heart was racing, anxiety flowing throughout his entire body and making him feel slightly nauseous over the thought of all of this being real, it was legitimately happening ---- jagger was really here standing infront of him, how could he have not expected this to ever happen at some point in his life ? marrying dimitri and living a happily married family life with the man he loved was of course, all too good to be true without even more bumps in the road. ( bumps that he knew were entirely his own fault )

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( @ultimatetrcsh​  |  from here )

                  he still wasn't sure how to approach this situation, still completely caught off guard by the fact that his past had come back to haunt him, quite literally showing up on his doorstep and reminding him of the horrible decisions he made when he was younger. he had been so afraid of turning into his father, that he had essentially become somewhat WORSE than him ; how could he have just abandoned his own son ? at the time, he thought it was for the best, he thought he was being a burden and holding him down, not being the father that he should have been, but now that it was over twenty years later ? now that he realized the error of his ways ? he felt HORRIBLE for what he had doe, especially knowing the kind of woman he left his only child in the hands of.

                   ❝ i'm sorry, okay ? i -- i know there's no excuse for what i done, but i was scared, i panicked and i just -- i'm sorry, jagger...i'm s-so sorry. ❞

[robdowneyjr]

[hungryhungryterrors]

Send me a ship and I'll answer these questions about them

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hungryhungryterrors :

Needs help opening their Popsicle? Talks to questionable strangers? Snorts when they laugh? More likely to snicker and say ‘if you know what I mean?’ Buys useless fandom merchandise? Owns a piggybank? Asks to pet strangers’s dogs? Sharpens candy canes to deadly points? Give sticky kisses after eating a s'more? Buy an action figure with their face on it? Buys valentine candy for themself? Suggest to play hide-and-seek? Dress up for Halloween? Babysit so they have an excuse to watch kids cartoons? Sing random snatches of songs that are loosely connected to the conversation? Let a dog lick them for long periods of time? Wear nothing but there underwear around the house for a whole day?

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( @ccrruptmind  |  from here )

                 ------ what the HELL was happening right now ?? was bucky honestly kissing him ? that was HIS lips he could feel pushing up against his own, right ? this wasn't just some sort of fucked up dream he was in the middle of ? he was so confused for a moment that he let it happen, almost believing that it was infact a DREAM ; yet he was suddenly slammed back into reality and suddenly both hands raised to shove at the others chest, pushing him away with a look of pure shock written upon his features. for a few seconds, he didn't say a word ; not sure WHAT he was supposed to say apart from   ❝ what the HELL was that ??? ❞ apparently the only thing that COULD be said right now -- well, apart from a long string of insults and curses upon the tip of his tongue that were just threatening to spill out into the atmosphere.