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@starksets
* 𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙰𝚈 : 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚃𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝙱𝙱𝚈 . 𝙼𝚁. 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙻𝚈 . 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 , 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝚅𝙸𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝚈 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈 .
independent &. private TONY STARK / IRON MAN of mixed marvel media with blog specific adjustments to the timeline . explores the themes of man vs machine / discrepancy in identity / dangers of mass media & journalism / audience as the voyeur — as funded by doll / secondary blogs : volchishko , damamore .
Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; May 21st, 1927
Text ID: I have no other god but myself.
i want to give tony a dog but realistically, he’d just build an AI dog instead 😩
“My father could not love, but he believed he could, and that must be enough, because perhaps half the world feels that way. He believed he loved me, but I could tell him how untrue that was, I could list for him the number of times he had placed me squarely within the jaws of death; I could list for him the number of times he had failed to be a father to me, his motherless child, while on his way to becoming a man of this world. He loved, he loved; he loved himself. It is perhaps the way of all men.”
— Jamaica Kincaid, from The Autobiography of My Mother
mains + dynamics call 💍 ( no previous interaction needed , we can go about plotting / pre-establishing relations )
@starksets
that one textpost that’s like “i no longer wish to be perceived” vs “i have to be the most fuckable person at the grocery store” ? tony.
@sevenbulletsavior / karen page — you will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
the chatter swallowing the gala had long turned static , stark’s mind filtering through the noise until it had been dulled down . it was the presence of one miss karen page which had prompted his attention to sway back into place . she had beckoned , he had followed , glass clasped off the sheer tray of a passing waiter , liquid swirled ‘round as the heat of his gaze lands atop her ; her pair of attorney companions , he had yet to meet tonight , though he had been rather surprised to find her standing by herself .
❝ i’m afraid i don’t do commitments : waste of time , not my style — and you can quote me on that . ❞ guarded words , grin worn like an emblem , as fabricated as the entirety of the event they are attending . frail champagne glass tips her way in jest ‘fore he’s downing a fifth dose of dom perignon . it’s still early on in the evening , surprisingly enough , with the hours having blurred together in an amalgamation of facile conversations and recited words . . . he wouldn’t be attending , he thinks , if it hadn’t been for the insistence of ms potts . ❝ i presume you’re not here just to exploit my personal affairs for your paper , miss page —— how are you enjoying your evening ? ❞
give t.ony s.tark a boyfriend 👏
deathless ♚ sentence meme
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
no one is kissing tony right now and i think someone needs to fix that :/
ID ( . . . ) BARNES .
𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗜𝗡𝗩𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗔 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗨𝗣 𝗔𝗥𝗠. ❝ i can’t go and buy one ❞ , but wouldn’t that just be great . it would be better than sitting on a table with stark fusing his arm back together .
❝ i suppose i’ll have to look into making one , then . free of charge , i’m just generous like that . you can thank me later . ❞ the constant drawl of his voice fills in the gaps of their conversation , a compensation for tense apertures . then again , he likes to talk while he works , though he doubts its appreciated . with metal plates neatly arranged back together , rivets fastened , goggles are swiftly adjusted as he sets to polishing the prosthetic . honestly , would it kill barnes to be a little more careful ? huffed sigh escapes throat , laced in faint traces of amusement , stark risking a glance upwards from where he’s sat on a stool beside the table , ❝ so — what d’you do to mangle it this time ? ❞
my post-e.ndagame verse really is just:
mirages, the unexpurgated diary of anais nin / the perjured city, the selected plays of helene cixous / adonis, a piece of bahlul’s sun / cassandra, a novel and four essays / euripides’ helen .
THE DISCREPANCY BETWEEN TONY STARK & THE IDEALIZATION OF IRON MAN .
tony tells u to drop everything and go with him to a function , wyd ?
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