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@ofmetalalloys
Tony is going to be moved to my multimuse blog ( @wildthiiing ). I’m carrying over some threads from people that I know for sure will want to continue them but you’re all more than welcome to come bug Tony there, as well as any of the other muses I have there.
girlofsteel:
@ofmetalalloys said : “ only YOU could convince me to do something like this! ” | ✩
She scoffs playfully at his direction, carefully setting the cue stick aside when their billiard session ended. “Really? I mean, c’mon, it’s a classic! This is what I usually do when I hang out with my other friends so I thought you’d enjoy this too.” When Kara had tried to finally convince Tony to take a break from all the work, it was apparently going well. Playing some billiards and of course, the all time favorite–Karaoke. A fun game night out wouldn’t be ever complete is having karaoke. For Kara, atleast.
“A billionaire like you can sure afford anything, but having fun like this with friends and do something you don’t usually do?” The Kryptonian gestures to the karaoke bar and even the collection of arcade cabinets nearby them loudly buzzing. “It’s nothing that you can buy. Priceless. I can say you’re really having the time of your life here and I’m glad you’re enjoying this. You should really call your other friends so I could meet them too.”
“I don’t really....” He gestured the room around them, trying his best to not focus on how many people were there or how many of them had realized who he was. There was a reason why he insisted on hosting parties (small or not) rather than going out himself. It wasn’t that he didn’t like people but sometimes, it could be a bit much to deal with, especially when he just wanted to relax.
“There’s a fully functional arcade in the Tower. Most people just come over.” And that worked for them. It seemed to help the others to have a place to go where they didn’t have to constantly worry about the public as well. “I’m not sure any of my friends are in the country right now so.” Besides, he didn’t want to intrude on the time off they had all earned.
ofcoldguns:
“I wasn’t trying to be a hero or anything,” he said, lips curling into a frown, “Just tried to fix something that I screwed up. Nothing more, nothing less.” Heroism was the last thing on his mind when he’d taken Mick’s place. The only thought going through his mind was that he couldn’t let Mick die because of his mistakes. “As long as none of those people are cops, it’ll be fine.”
“Huh.” It wasn’t often that he heard someone intently denounce heroic intents. But this guy seemed to almost despise the idea of his actions being construed as heroic. Tony looked up from his files for a moment before shrugging. “Mostly scientists, maybe a shield agent or two to get some equipment but they don’t really need to know why I need things.” And he had no problem lying to shield to get what he needed.
ofcoldguns:
“I’m not trying to soothe your ego, simply stating a fact to try t It wasn’to convey how impossible this task it.” He tilted his head as he mad his way over to the other, craning to look at what was on the screen to try to make heads or tails of it. “Someone had to hold down the switch to make sure that it blew.” He left out the fact that it wasn’t supposed to be him holding down the switch in the first place. It wasn’t relevant in the moment.
“Duly noted.” It was gonna be like getting along with Barton with this guy and that was something he could handle. Lips curled into a frown as he considered the readings from Jarvis, trying to decide just how unhelpful they were. “So you decided to go out a hero but got thrown into the time stream instead?” Fingers tapped again before he let out a soft sigh, trying to figure out if it would be possible to tap into a way to send him back. “You’re not gonna get weird if I have to call a few people, are you?”
heldstars @starlght // Barry
“i don’t know if there’s a therapist in the world that can fix the damage i’ve got going on. not that i’m trying to like, brag, or whatever - it’s just…” he’d been in therapy from a young age, as any kid would after seeing their mom get murdered in the middle of the living room by someone who was too fast to see with human eyes. “i think therapy traumatized me more than it helped me.” especially because the therapist never once believed him, never once gave him the time of day.
“a lot.” he knew the feeling well, like the baggage would always be there no matter what steps were taken to try to help himself with it. a hand came up to scratch at the back of his neck, already thinking through some options that might help them both. “rational thinking is restrictive like that some times.” he was sure that some of the things they saw seemed like hallucinations to someone trained in such things. “what if i find someone who can handle my shit? you think you’d be more willing to see them?”
O P E N
The full moon was coming up, that much he could easily tell, and it was making him antsy, which had a lot to do with why there had been a .... slight disaster with the coffee maker. Just a slight one.
angerbuilt:
as much as she didn’t want to be that different, she knew that she would be regardless. the fact that she was a wolf was the biggest part of her that would make her different for the rest of her life. there was a little nod in understanding, watching him with a soft exhale. “a tough life then?” it sounded that way. unfortunately, most wolves had a rough life. a rough life seemed to be mandatory.
“not exactly.” had things gotten significantly more difficult since he’d gotten the reactor? absolutely but his life before then hadn’t really been all that difficult. yes, he’d lost his parents and the only other person he looked up turned out to be the one who tried to kill him but he was well aware that plenty of people had it much worse. “what about you? you get all wolfie once a month or?”
alteredcanon:
“Believe me, I know you’re not dying yet.” Natasha rubbed his back in little circles, like she did when Clint was sick. “If they thought you were dying, there’d be a lot more worried vampires in the hallway. Right now they’re just hovering down in the kitchen, arguing about tea.” Which had been kind of adorable in a way. It was nice to be part of a family that made soup, and argued about what kind of herbal tea was going to be better for someone with a head cold. “Caroline is trying to referee, but it’s not going so well. She made the soup by the way. It’s apparently a Forbes Family Secret Recipe. Guaranteed to help.”
“I didn’t say I was dying, said I don’t feel as bad as I did when I was.” And he was entirely sure that statement made at least one eyebrow raise in the kitchen. It wasn’t like he exactly told them everything about what had happened before they all found each other. “They’re trying to behave. Not sure if that’s Caroline or Fitz’s doing.” Maybe it was a bit of both. Either way, he appreciated not being offered blood just because he had a chest cold. He waited until he’d finished the soup to swap the bowl for his phone, sending her a quick thank you text. “I didn’t know there were Forbes Family Secret Recipes.”
heldstars:
nightmares were always a problem and he couldn’t say that he was surprised all that much, given how much trauma tony had gone through in his lifetime. too much for any one person to handle successfully on their own. the little smile didn’t seem all too genuine, though he smiled back in response. “i think it might be beneficial to you, tony.” after everything he’d been through, it seemed like a sensible choice. “i tried a few times.” he shrugged. “it never really stuck with me.”
“i’ll consider it.” first, he would have to thoroughly research anyone he might use before he actually made that decision. but he would look into it, which was more than he done in a while towards addressing the things that kept him up at night. “yeah, i get that.” most therapist he’d been to in the past never really seemed to understand what he actually meant. “maybe i can find someone for both of us.”
alteredcanon:
“It is exhausting, I know.” There had been plenty of people, including her own best friends, who had told her that she wasn’t even a person anymore after she’d died. And it had hurt, and it had sucked, but she had persevered and done her best to prove that she was still as human as they were. “You’re still a hero Tony, just on a smaller scale. Instead of stopping aliens from taking out buildings, you’re stopping your aunt and uncles from taking out this building with World War Mikaelson.” She was trying to cheer him up a little, even though she wasn’t sure that it would work at all. “Honestly, those people don’t know you, and they probably don’t want to. They already made up their minds about who you are, and the real you doesn’t matter to them. But it matters to us, to those of us who love you for who you are. Flaws and all.”
The idea that Caroline was used to remotely close to the same feeling made him want to growl, a feeling he was entirely sure that had to do with the wolfie parts. It wasn’t right that someone so upbeat had to deal with that shit. “I’m not sure anyone else would consider that to be hero work.” But he also kept the family at a safe distance from anyone who might consider that train of thought. He offered a little smile, appreciating her efforts to cheer him up . “You’d think I’d be used to it by now.” Maybe he was just more sensitive to it now that he wasn’t actively out there being Iron man half as much as he used to. “Thank you, by the way.”
angerbuilt:
delanie wasn’t often a fan of giving out her last name, mostly because it made things so much easier for the hunters. they’d be able to find her in absolutely no time at all and she doesn’t feel like giving them that advantage. even if he isn’t a hunter himself, anyone could be listening to their conversation. she might be a tiny bit paranoid sometimes. “oh right. how’s that work, then?” she’d never met a wolf that hadn’t turned before, so that was interesting.
anyone else, he’d be hesitant to answer any questions but she was a wolf. she was different by default. “not sure, exactly. it’s something about self preservation.” if he turned, the arc reactor would be lost and he seriously doubted his accelerated healing would be enough to fix the gaping wound in his chest it would leave behind. “it didn’t start til after the reactor got put in.” after he’d killed while fighting his way out of that cave.
alteredcanon:
“Oh you definitely don’t have to be a Mikaelson to be a disaster of a human being okay? I was a disaster of a human being long before I was a Mikaelson.” And yeah, she’d been a kid, but she was pretty sure she would have been just as much of a terrible person, or probably worse, as a human being than she was as a vampire. “And those people? The ones who think you’re a bad person? They don’t know you, okay? They only have part of the story, and they already made up their minds. The people who do know you? We know you’re not a bad person. You’re just… a person Tony. And sometimes you’re going to screw up, but you have to own those screw ups and make amends. Which you do.”
“I’m sure it helps.” Then again, maybe it was the whole being raised the way he was that contributed so heavily to the way he was. He wasn’t all that surprised, though, to hear how much of a disaster she was. The idea that she could always put on the perfect image despite everything falling apart wasn’t all that strange to him. After all, it was exactly what he did. “I know. Just hearing it all the time is.... exhausting.” And after a while it definitely made him question if they were right and he was was some terrible person who deserved their scorn and hatred. “Probably a good thing I’ve stepped back a lot from the whole hero thing.” Focusing on keeping Clint stable and making sure his family didn’t destroy the tower had kept him from getting involved as much.
angerbuilt:
“mhm, just delanie.” she doesn’t feel the need to give her last name, it’s not important right now. it’s not a big detail needed right now because she knows that if he learns her last name, he might end up knowing who she is and why her name brings such a bad reputation right now. the fact that he seems like he knows her but he doesn’t, she’s never met him before. nose wrinkled a little and she met his eyes with a soft exhale. “mm, sure am. you are, too, i’m guessing?”
“fair enough.” it wasn’t like she would be the first person he knew with only one name. he hummed softly and smiled to himself, pleased to have figured out what it was about her that seemed so familiar. “technically?” he was sure he didn’t actually count as a werewolf to most people when he’d never actually turned. a hand came up to tap the arc reactor in his chest, “it keeps me from turning but i’ve still got plenty of the perks.”
alteredcanon:
“You’re welcome. I checked on your archer before I brought up the soup.” Natasha said as she took off her shoes. Shoes in bed was basically a crime. Then she walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed in. It was very unlikely that Tony would get anyone sick other than Clint, but Clint would still be here anyway as soon as he was able. “He is done with his assignment and is currently on the way home. When he gets here depends entirely on the wind, but Clint is on the way. So you’ve got plenty of time to eat your soup.” She ruffled his hair affectionately. “You look like death.”
“Oh, good.” Sometimes it bugged him that he couldn’t check on Clint himself but at least Natasha was fine with letting Tony know how his boyfriend was doing when he was away. Tony let out a happy noise as he started in on his soap, happy to have something that wasn’t toast or water, which was most of what he’d been eating for the past few days. “At least he’s done with the assignment.” And now Tony could stop worrying about that. His head tilted into the touch before he sighed and went back to his soup, taking a few more spoonfuls before he paused again. “Feel like death. Not quite like dying though.”
flashborn: @heldstars
“i think sleeping might be a little of the issue.” barry did want to help, of course he did. he could understand how terrible nightmares were, his might not be as traumatic as tony’s - he might not have gone through the same thing as tony had but he had his own fair share of trauma. he’d had his back snapped and he’d been paraded around the city like a rag doll, like he didn’t mean anything. “have you considered actually going to therapy? i know it sucks but it might help.”
“nightmares are the problem, barry.” if he could get through the night without them, he was fine. but getting through the night without a nightmare wasn’t a common as he would’ve liked. he offered barry a small smile, trying to ease the tension that he held in his body, “i’ve looked into it.” but finding someone who wouldn’t see him as a chance to get a pay out. eyes looked over barry, noting all the little signs that maybe the younger was going through the same shit as he was. “what about you?”
littlebennettbitch:
Her grin faltered slightly, a worried furrow forming between her eyebrows. “Told me?” It was a slow, confused repetition. There were a lot of things she knew about Fitz, their friendship stronger than most she had. She had opened up to him, easily letting him in after years of keeping her guard up. He made it easy. In turn, he had let her in as well, but she knew there were things he had not shared. Everybody had their secrets, and there were still things she had not quite been able to verbalise either. “He’s told me a lot of things, Tony.” She managed a smile, though it was obviously worried. “You’ll have to be a bit more specific.”
A eyebrow raised as he pursed his lips, considering that he might have put his foot in his mouth, if her reaction was anything to go by. Generally, he’d been letting Fitz telling people about him, about what they were, but that reaction made him wonder if his son had said anything about it yet. He hummed as he made a note on the tablet, pulling up a different design, “How we know each other.”
alteredcanon:
@ofmetalalloys said: "I’m a bad person.“
And just like that, the switch is flipped and she goes full on mom-mode despite being younger than his actual son. "Who says?” Caroline was clearly ready to give whoever it was a piece of her mind. “Doing bad things does not make you a bad person, Tony.” It was something that Caroline had had to come to terms with early on, and occasionally still struggled with. “Sometimes you can’t do all the right things all of the time, and that’s just part of being human, or… human adjacent.”
“Plenty of people.” It only took one look at the news to find some pundit wading into the debate about his actions or lack there of, judgement and condemnation at the ready. Most days he could brush it off like he’d done about so many things but some days the jabs would be a little too personal and he wouldn’t be able to shake it. He wanted to believe her but the nagging voice in his head reminding him she was biased wouldn’t shut up. “Maybe it’s just genetic to not be capable of doing the right thing enough.”