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[sccrltfcmes]

  “I can read minds Tony...I have known how you feel about me    for a long time...weapon of mass destruction was it?” she looks down    she knows he fears her...most people do;”I understand your fear...I really    do. What happened was an accident...a deadly one but an accident still...     I want to make it right but - if I sign...what if the government asks me to use     my powers for them? SHIELD was corrupt no? Why can’t this be too?”     @endcfpower - X

[silvertongued-trickster-arch]

          Such a reaction only prompted an EXPLOSIVE OUTBURST of laughter from the trickster, throwing his head back as the sound escaped, his face a picture of mirth and merriment. 

❝ What’s the matter, Stark? Why are you so jumpy? ❞ The trickster teased, a grin creeping across his lips as he moved to prod Tony in the side once again.

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[thundaddy]

Continued from x

“boy that’s—- strong—” tony can’t help the grin, that’s plastered on his face, having to lean onto the wall for support. he’s having a blast, surely, despite the slight dizziness, if his expression is anything to go by.

 his cheeks are already unbelievably flushed at that point and this was tony stark! he thought he could handle liquor, given his all too well known reputation for indulging in things like these, but whatever that ale thor had managed to procure was— it didn’t take long for him to get absolutely, dare he say, hammered. it took absolutely no time at all.

     “th–the hell was in that stuff??”

One of the many things Thor missed during his time on Midgard were the festivities that Asgard held. Such festivities were filled with a large variety of food, plenty of mead and wine to go around, and dancing. While he was certain Tony didn’t want such a festivity being thrown within the tower, he could at least bring an aspect of it to their living space.

“Do not say I didn’t warn you,” he retorts as a hand lands on Tony’s shoulder and helps draw him away from the wall, helping steady him on his feet. “‘tis the mead we have always consumed on Asgard.” Honestly, he is not sure precisely what goes into the making of such a mead, but he did know that it was more potent than anything he’d found on Midgard-- most likely thanks to Asgardian’s bodies being physically denser than those of humans.

There’s a laugh that spills from his lips as he takes in the sight of Tony being drunk for it’s a sight he never thought he would see. “I think you’ve had plenty for tonight, though.” He’ll happily finish off what’s left on Tony’s cup himself.

@endcfpower

[thecaptaiin]

★ ⏩ @endcfpower II Starter Call II Timeline: Post Ultron

“So..what exactly am I suppose to be looking at again?” He hated that he had to ask, he was always amazed by the things Tony could create, but sometimes it was just out of his field of understanding. 

[irnqueen]

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Pepper settled in against the blanket on top of the tower, eyes dancing around the night sky. “You’re sure there’s supposed to be a meteor shower tonight?” she asked him. “We’ve been up here for twenty minutes and I don’t see anything yet.”

[bcstcopilot]

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“Sir, please stop squirming like an adolescent and let me look at the laceration. Do you wish for it to become infected? I think you would wish to avoid such an unsightly occurrence.”

[skillfxll-blog]

                    “ you know, asking nicely would suffer a lot better than demanding from me.” // @endcfpower

[rockingthe45]

★ ☆ ★ cont. from here ★ ☆ ★ ☆ communication: Tony @endcfpower ☆

Steve had been staring at the phone for almost an hour before he sent the three words.

I was wrong.

Steve had written dozens of texts to Tony Stark that he never sent. 

[text ;; tony] how is Rhodey? [text ;; tony] we found some advanced hydra tech. I need your advice on what to make of it. Wish you were here. [text ;; tony] I’m sorry.

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But that night he didn’t hit delete and he couldn’t let it go. Steve still stood by his decision to not sign the Accords but he was wrong to not tell Tony about his parents. He was wrong to leave him there alone.

All of this felt wrong.

His phone vibrated in his hand causing him to almost lose his grip on it. He quickly opened up the unread message from Tony. Steve’s thumb gingerly touched the words on the screen as he smirked. Typical Tony Stark response.

But now he was back to square one. What to say to him. A hundred other texts came to mind but all of them felt stale or insincere.

[text ;; tony] How are you?