#irongenious

[shewassoferal]

@irongenious

Just two years ago, had she been told she'd be working with Tony Stark, she would obviously have expected to be there as a biochemist-consultant from SHIELD’s science department - one who would be fired over asking too many questions, possibly - and certainly not a bodyguard of sorts; yet there she was, ready to fight anyone, at least to give him time to suit on or defend himself in whatever way he chose. But she knew it was also a way for SHIELD to not fire her but keep her away from where she could get in trouble and hurt other agents. So Jemma was trying to do her job, working on 'self-care' with therapy and tai-chi during her time off, following Tony Stark around but being mostly quietly aside from the occasional order to other people who worked there. She had been awkward before, when happy and relatively innocent, now it was just best not to speak. Anyway, she missed her friends and was mad at everyone there most of the time.

But that day, as Mr. Stark showed off the project he was working on, explaining it to others, she didn't need to listen to the words to understand, she already knew what it was about and was amazed by his results, even stepping a little closer and admiring the lights above her, lips twitching into a rare smile. At least until one of the other scientists who worked there spoke up, not understanding something so stupid, and asking what they'd have to use next - Jemma's head turned in the direction of the flame there, they had to eat the water up - and then another lab assistant interrupted, coming up with problems that weren't relevant there, and her expression turned back into a scowl, but her eyes flickered back to the flame. It was so bloody easy. It wasn't even really a work in progress anymore, it was done. And she wanted to see it. She accidentally glared at another lab scientist, who predictably shifted back since they were all quite intimidated by her, and tried to calm down, looking up at the pretty lights, the hologram there, and then towards Tony Stark, who was more patient than she was given that he hadn't killed everyone there yet, and who had the answer to their questions. Tell them. Tell them. Heat up the damn water. They have the equation right there, it should be hotter.

[wcrthyofsuiit]

@irongenious asked “ i don’t feel so good. “

Mixture of regret and excitement bubble inside the young hero’s stomach as he stands alongside Mr. Stark.  He understands that he should’ve stayed on the bus, that was a mistake on his part.  At least he’s here, he’s up here with Mr. Stark and they need all the help they can get.  He’s determined, to Mr. Stark it might be to get himself killed, but for him it’s to help Mr. Stark save the world.

In a flash he’s in space, on an aircraft that’s crashing to who knows where.  Mr. Strange and Mr. Stark bickering slightly back and forth as they try to figure out what’s happening and what to do.  Then there was the Guardians of the Galaxy.  They seemed, odd, and didn’t seem to do much.

Their plan was set into motion as they walked around Titan, stranded but not helpless.  Mr. Stark had a plan, Starlord seemed to disagree and Peter frowned as the other insulted Mr. Stark.  Does he know who he is?

They had an advantage against the titan though, he was coming to them.  He needed the infinity stones and they happened to have one.  He was hiding on top of the ruins left from Thanos’s home world, he was as quiet as possible.  Fear struck him as Mr. Strange and Thanos talked, nerves were running rampant through him as he tried his best to stay calm and listen for cues.

Their plan was in motion, he was slipping the gauntlet off as they spoke.  Everything went wrong.  The titan had gotten the stone and he disappeared before Peter could sit back up.  His back hurt from being thrown into the ground but he grit his teeth together and managed.  They all were silent, it swept over them like gray clouds, darkening the skies.

Then, it happened.  Something, started happening.  Peter couldn’t place what it was but as he saw heroes, the guardians and Mr. Strange disappearing, he started panicking.

“ W-What’s happening?  W-What’s going on?  M-Mr. Stark.  No. “  Peter strangles out as he turns to look to his mentor, his hero, his fatherly figure.  He watches as dust slowly springs from his fingertips.  He runs forward, he feels as though his legs aren’t fast enough and his arms wrap instinctively around Mr. Stark.

“ Mr. Stark!  Mr. Stark please!  Please, no!  Don’t leave me.  Please, please don’t leave me! “  Empty begs spill from his mouth as doe irises are clouded by hot tears.  He stares into the eyes of someone he can’t bear to lose.  He tries to hold him there, perhaps he can keep Mr. Stark there, maybe he can save him!  His grip tightens and choked sobs fill empty air.

“ P-Please!  M-Mr. Stark!  N-No!  P-Please d-don’t!  No! “  Endless wails spill as he watches the last of his hero disappear into the wind.  His ashes flying far away and Peter knows he can’t run to catch them.  Heart breaks in two as his world comes crashing down around him.  He freezes for a moment, dreading shock filling him as he stares at his hands.  No.

A incomprehensible wail fills the air of the destroyed world, a sob follows soon after as the young hero is filled with nothing but grief.  Tears spill uncontrollably down his cheeks and he folds in on himself.  He’s lost.  Thanos has won.

your muse turns to ash in front of peter. status: accepting @irongenious

[angrophobicscientist-a]

irongenious replied to your post “Well, I’ll be damned. Seems like there’s 200 people lost ;)”

DEFINITELY NOT LOST!!

isavethem replied to your post “Well, I’ll be damned. Seems like there’s 200 people lost ;)”

Wooooo! Congrats on all of them! You're brilliant and I'm glad there's so many people who see it too ^.^

[arachnnd-blog]

you’re  on  edge  .  a  neurotic  current  slicing  you  into  thinner  pieces  .  you’d  be  used  to  it  by  now  ;  if  it  weren’t  for  the  fact  that  tony  frickin’  stark  hovers  your  opposite  .  should  you  ask  for  an  autograph  or  something  ?  the  thought  idly  crosses  your  mind  as  you  sit  hunched  over  your  single  order  of  fries  ,  elbow  perched  against  the  precipice  of  the  table  as  you  lean  your  head  into  either  palm  .

                                                   somehow  ,  that  seems  like  it  might  be  in  poor  taste  .

❛  so  ….  ❜  and  speaking  of  poor  taste  -----  you  can  feel  your  stomach  churn  ,  tearing  your  disgruntled  gaze  from  the  sad-looking  scatter  of  fast  food  cuisine  .  this  is  definitely  the  furthest  thing  from  normal  (  way  to  go  ,  miles  ,  trying  to  stay  ❛  under  the  radar  ❜  and  you  manage  to  cross  hairs  the  one  guy  who’s  as  above  the  radar  as  he  can  be  ?  )  .  

❛  is  this  the  part  where  you  ask  me  to  join  the  avengers  or  something  ?  ❜

@irongenious  hit  ya  boi  up !

[princesskels]

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?

I’m super basic. My favorite animal is a Dog! Literally any dog is an angel and I love them so much.

[irnqueen]

7. Did they ever had sex when people were around?

@irongenious | sinday asks -- accepting

there is a lot of MCU canon we’ve never seen, so i’m going to be basing this off of my interpretation of pepper.

pepper has had a fantasy of having sex at a gala or some other kind of big event with her partner (be it tony, stephen, bucky, etc.), but she’s yet to have the chance to act on it. the idea of getting caught kind of excites her? but what she really loves is knowing that they were able to sneak off, hook up, then come back and have everyone be none the wiser.

[shieldedsoldier]

Silently, the man's hand moved to grab Steve's, squeezing it lightly as he looked at him firmly in reassurance. Everything was going to be okay. (bcs your reblog made me sad :( )

he held steve’s hand !! » @irongenious

AN UNSTEADY BREATH PASSES through his lips as the avengers board the quinjet        the destruction of the battle lingering like a shadow behind them. he steals a glance at the sight before the doors close entirely, body flinching slightly at the sudden sound that fills the silence. exhaustion weighs heavy on every inch of his skin and with each moment that passes, the further he is drifting away from reality. 

when the faintest touch of fingers against his own registers, steve blinks a few times; baby blues shifting to land on tony. there are no words to be shared in that moment ( he’s unsure he could find the strength to form the words, given the chance ). instead, steve manages a small smile: following tony’s lead in returning the squeeze. everything would be okay. eventually. they’d make sure of that.