#metalarmedman

[falcvns]

ok so i might have a kink

[masterwcrk]

@metal-armed-man​: “You stole another of my hoodies, didn’t you?”

      ‘ if I say yes, does that mean you’ll come over here to get it back? ’ Clary grins into the phone, leaning back against the couch as she glances around at the papers strewn about her feet. she’s TIRED, but she feels pretty damn accomplished - all her grades are in, all her kiddos passed. her art for her gallery is done, & she’s even a little bit ahead on her commissions. all she needs is a certain not quite boyfriend to be there to make it perfect. ‘ or are you still busy with work, ’ she asks with a small smile. ‘ because I know my brother wants you to meet us for dinner sometime this week, too. so you can’t stay busy forever. ’

[seidrborn2]

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“  it’s not easy being misunderstood,  is it?  ”

[cxptisgone]

incoming transmission from: @metal-armed-man​ message sent: What the fuck were we thinking?

"I don't know," he somehow managed to say in between the laughter. Thinking about everything they'd done previously it was a miracle they'd managed to actually make it to where they currently were. So many of the things they'd done had been reckless. More than reckless, really, and unfortunately, he knew he was part of that problem. Everyone had told him that he wouldn't amount to anything given all the ailments he had and that he really shouldn't be alive. It was why he'd done a lot of the things he'd done before the war. Unfortunately, Steve knew there were no excuses for what he did during the war other than the fact he wanted to stop the bullies. Either way, they could look back now and see just how crazy they'd been and laugh about it all. "I don't think we were thinking. We just did what we had to."

[reactoric]

@metal-armed-man​ || nonverbal memes || inbox off while dixon plays catch up!

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

Suppose, for a second, Tony Stark admitting that he might be out of practice and biting off more than he can chew? Suppose, for a second, that he listens to that thought and pulls back from a fight he has no business thinking he belongs in and lets Sam and Bucky deal with things? Lets the new Captain America take his shot and put everything on the line BECAUSE HE’S READY. Suppose Tony Stark does what he said he’d do and doesn’t poke around a battle he’s sworn he was retiring (at least until he was better) from?

What would a world be like where that happened? We may never know.

One eye stings with his own blood as he glances down at his arm. Scratched metal that houses flexing, mucked up fingers that move as if they were his own. BECAUSE THEY ARE. His opposite hand grips the stone wall he’s perched (aka toppled over) onto. He should’ve taken the advice he wasn’t ready. But with his suit a part of him in more ways than one? What does an expert on ready know? Apparently?? More than he gave the poor soul credit for. To his own detriment. And the detriment of their work together.

It’s Bucky’s finger curling under his chin that draws his attention up. A brow arches. Tony, IMMEDIATELY, regrets that and clenches his teeth to suck in a breath. “Yeah. Yeah. Wasn’t called in. I get,” he visibly cringes at the ache that bubbles up his side, “I get it. My bad?”

[bastxrdsisgone]

"I like the colour black."

He was running back and forth from one table to the other, grabbing tools and working on new suit. It wasn't the first time he'd been back in his workshop since the incident. Even in the hospital he'd been thinking about all the things he wanted to do. And first off was reminding himself that he could still do the things he'd done before. His arm was still scared, it was still a reminder of the sacrifice he made and it was why he never wore short sleeves around people. But it was also a struggle because if he worked too much he felt the aches in his arm. No amount of physical therapy would fix that and as much as he hated to admit it Tony knew that he had limitations he hadn't had before. Though, that didn't explain why Barnes was in his workshop. "So what brings you to my humble abode? A new weapon?"

@metal-armed-man​

[mvltis]

          Self destruction is a dark thing that comes along with Steve at some days. Days where he feels absolutely overwhelmed, much like today, if he’s honest. Tonight, even. The battle is long over, but his muscles still ache ( isn’t that a rare thing, being sore like this ), likely from the fact he’d pushed himself too hard, too fast. Too much at once, but who is he to even care about himself at this point? The only thing he remotely knows at the moment is that he can feel something, even if it’s an ache from throwing himself into the fray more than he should have. 

          But he had just seen them hit Bucky, had seen them nearly take him down and suddenly it was like Thanos all over again, but with a winding tight fear in his throat about dust and his name and suddenly an ache had erupted over him. He couldn’t lose him, wouldn’t lose him. Not after everything. Steve had panicked and then had utterly self destructed in the way that could only show brutal force and a primal fear deep down. No one had ever seen him so vicious, so openly brutal that he had nearly killed a few people. But that was what had happened. Everything is a blur to him right now except the aches over his muscles, the dried blood sticking to his skin and the breeze where tattered holes sat in his outfit. 

          Bucky is alive, because it’s very likely that he had only gotten knocked out, but Steve? Steve hadn’t seen it like that, and right now, he knows that’s a problem.

@metal-armed-man​

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