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[bobrvynolds]

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In which Tony acquires OXE and finds another mentally unstable son (and Bob finally gets a proper father figure) — @geniusbillionaire

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@geniusbillionnaire || Continue from ask

Even though he had his suspicions, it was still a blow and his chest tighten as his heart shattered. He glanced down at his feet and looked at his hands, one flesh and one metal. A tiny part (very foolish) part of him had hoped Tony would not feel that way, that they had worked through it. All those embraces, those caresses, how many of those was Tony forced to endure, how many of those had Tony see his parents instead of him? How many times had he looked into his eyes as he whispered his love and saw not the man that he was but the killer he used to be...

He took a step back, giving the other room. Oh how he hated himself even more at that moment, that he still made Tony feel that way. The man had worked on his arm! He turned his metal into a tight fist, the servos whirling and the metal plates shifting. "I see..." he whispered, his voice was raw. His blue eyes that were dull when he first arrived and slowly had life shine bright as the months went by now looked haunted.

It was that moment when his features fell. Where James became Winter, the Soldier took it upon himself to protect Bucky's mind and his heart and pushed forward. Haunted pale eyes looked into brown as he asked one more question.

"Are you afraid of me?"

[techyshields]

(geniusbillionaire) dad for a day

She had managed to cross the globe at fourteen, it took some real brains to be able to do that on her own. Well not completely on her own, her mom’s frequent flyer miles and credit card played a big part in her travel expenses but that didn’t mean she didn’t out smart half of the national security in New England to be there.

Iris got her press pass at the door to the Stark Q&A at the invention expo. her heart raced as she took a seat in the front, still to short to take one of the seats in the back she did notice a few curious looks as she sat in the seat that had been specially marked for the national geographic reporter that she was impersonating (her mother) but she ignored them.

Iris didn’t wait long though, there were to many other reporters and patrons whispering about how they hoped he showed up or how they hoped Mister Stark was sober this time and it worried her, what if she got to meet him and he didn’t even remember it afterwards? after a minute of deciding the risk she slipped from her seat and past the guards with a small diversion of accusing some impersonator of a fan being the actual Tony stark. Iris walked around back stage looking for his green room and eventually found it with the personal security guard standing outside she questioned how she was going to get past that one figuring she couldn’t use the same trick twice. maybe this time just blatant honesty?

“Excuse me,” Iris said as she walked over “I need to ask Mister Stark something, can you tell him a Tori Mauro is here to see him.”

or you know stretching the truth that much more because there was no way he was going to open the door for an Iris Mauro.

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A Second Chance

@geniusbillionnaire || CLOSED THREAD || Main verse 

James fidgeted nervously, his fingers tapping on his knees as he looked around the quiet quinjet. He was returning home after a long battle of negotiations, he wasn’t going to get arrested once he landed but ‘home’ wasn’t exactly the right word, he didn’t have a home and that was made him uneasy. 

He was to return to New York and stay in the former Avengers Tower for the foreseeable future until he was cleared while the rest of the team stayed back in Wakanda and wait for their chance to return. He was lucky, yea this was more than what he deserved but he was grateful, the only thing was that Tony Stark was going to be there and he didn’t know what to feel, he saw this as a second chance with the man but he was wary and the Soldier didn’t make it any better. 

It wasn’t long until he felt the jet hovering over the landing pad and touching down, the rear doors opening and Bucky slowly stood from his seat, he glanced at the stump of his left arm as he made his way down the ramp. Anxiousness rolling off him in waves until his eyes landed on Stark himself, “S-Stark..” he mumbled and tried to look as nonthreatening as he could. 

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@geniusbillionnaire || Continue from Christmas Ask

Feeling the warmth crawl up his cheeks once again as Tony pressed their foreheads together, he looked into those warm brown eyes and smiled softly. At that moment he was truly happy, even the Soldier in his head purred at the close proximity of the man.

Holding the watch close to his heart with his right hand, he lifted his left to gently brush the cool metal against his jaw. With a shakey breath he closed the distance and pressed his lips against Tony's and his heart soared at finally getting this moment of happiness.

He pulled back shortly after with his cheeks flushed and a wide grin on his face, "Tony..." he was at a loss of word, gone was the charming young man from the 40's and he wished he didn't tie his hair back so he could let his long locks hide his embarrassed face.

"I still need to give your present.. I didn't know what to get you since well...what do you gift a man who has everything" he smiled and returned to having their foreheads together, "I can't draw like Steve and the Soldier's not so helpful suggestions were highly-" his flush deepened, traveling down his neck before clearing his throat, "-but...I wrote you a song... gotta get my guitar..."

[fidusinhomine]

Closed Starter ~ Georgiana

Georgiana straightened her skirt slightly, putting on a fake smile as she accepted a glass of champagne from one of the waitresses working at the party. She could hardly believe her father. This man was responsible for the death of not only her brother, but her fiancé as well. And yet he had opted to go into business with Tony Stark of all people. 

Of course, he couldn’t be bothered travelling to America and so here she was, representing the family and the business. All whilst attempting to pretend she didn’t hate Stark with every ounce of her being. Were she honest, times like this she almost wished she were back in the army once more. It was certainly easier than faking all the time, all the politics and other such nonsense her father tried to drag her into.

She was in a world of her own, slowly sipping her champagne and resisting the urge to simply get drunk. Her father would near kill her were she to do something so silly.

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[halfghostrp]

The night found Danny, speeding through the air, high above the New York skyline. He wove around some buildings and phased through others, more focused on speed than anything else. Frustration bubbled in his chest and urged him forward. He’d spent the last three hours struggling through his Lit-2 homework only to find out he’d misread the due date and had missed the turn-in. It wasn’t even that big of a project, or one that would count too heavily on his final grade, but the stress that had been eating at him for the past month only compounded the failure.  He flew through an office, taking a bit of delight in watching the papers on a desk spew everywhere when he passed by. He came out the other side of the skyscraper, turned tangible again and floated up to the roof. The floor was littered with empty beer cans and cigarette buts here and there. Clearly he wasn’t the only one to come up here to de-stress. He scooped up one of the cans, tossed it in the air and shot it with an ecto-blast, burning a hole clean through the aluminum. “Ha! At least my aim isn’t going to shit.” 

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@geniusbillionnaire || New Years Kiss

Bucky stood around the common room filled with the other Avengers and their family as they waited for the clock to strike twelve and he wrapped his arm around Tony's shoulders and pulled him close.

Looking into his whiskey colored eyes he smiled at the man that gave him a second chance, who gave him a reason to keep fighting and he used his metal hand to cup his cheek and kiss him slowly as the room cheered for the new year.