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When Tony asked Cassie to meet him in his workshop on a random Wednesday afternoon, she was understandably a little apprehensive. Typically, they went on outings, had fun, acted like a family, but this sounded way more serious. Unlike some of the other adult (old) heroes, Tony had never been outright against the Young Avengers forming. Tony had also never gotten mad at Cassie when it was revealed that she had been stealing Pym Particles from under his nose and she liked to think that was because uncle Tony was relaxed. He supported her regardless of how difficult it was! After losing her father, the person Cassie loved more than anyone in the world, the thought of upsetting Tony also made her nauseous. All in all, it was a terrifying meeting, but Cassie was fearless. She was a superhero, she could handle Iron Man at his worst!

When she arrived at the workshop, Cassie was still nervously chewing on her lip. She tried to act as cavalier as possible, but obviously, stage had never been what she excelled at. (Luckily, Cassie could ignore the fact that her fingertips were shrinking, and she could hide it thanks to her long sleeves. Thanks, Pym Particles!) “Hey,” she greeted Tony with a forced smile. Idly, she wracked her brain for what Tony could want to talk to her about. Scott was a possible, so was her status as ‘returned’ and… yeah, the minor issue of Cassie working briefly with the Power Broker. There wasn’t a lack of topics currently. “What’s up? What’re you working on?” She asked quickly, hoping to derail Tony entirely.

#the-m3chanic #tony: caught

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Unlike many New York journalists, Karen didn’t have hundreds of connections throughout the city. Rather than hound sources, she sought out people who were genuinely at the scene of the crime so to speak, people who could explain the situation honestly. Tony Stark was undeniably a connection, one that Karen had made organically, and someone that could genuinely answer some of her questions. If anyone understood the chaos that was happening around them, it would be Tony, and if he was incapable, Karen was confident that he could point her in the right direction. Rather than meet somewhere official, Tony had agreed to let her come over to Stark Towers for lunch. Tony was a smart man, he would understand that she had questions she wanted answered, and Karen understood that their meeting would also be friendly. Their relationship wasn’t strictly work, it was awesome.

When Karen arrived in the makeshift dining room, she placed the takeout on the table and smiled at Tony. “Long time no see,” she said lightly, although it had been two weeks at most. “A lot’s happened, huh? Like… we’re in outer space and surrounded by demons.” God, that sounded surreal. Karen wished it were still surreal. The heroes had faced impossible odds before, but nothing like this. There was an army of millions all around them, no one understood what was happening, and their situation seemed to be getting worse rather than better. “How have you been?” Karen asked as she opened the bag and handed Tony his requested meal. “With your position, I can’t imagine any of this is easy.”

#the-m3chanic #tony: what the f

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Tony Stark really had no idea what ‘boundaries’ were. If MJ didn’t silence her phone, she was going to be woken up at 4 AM with a call from her boss, and maybe it was urgent, and maybe it was stupid. Honestly, there was a fifty/fifty chance. Normal people would probably be offended by their privacy being invaded, but considering how close she was with Tony, she didn’t mind at all. On nights she wanted to rest, she simply set the ringer to silent, and all calls to voicemail. Tonight wasn’t one of those nights. Since the Skrull War ended, MJ barely slept at all, and while she was positive Pietro noticed, he didn’t comment on it. He carried on holding her while he binge watched a million different shows on Netflix, and occasionally darted off. Honestly, she was positive she was the luckiest woman in the world.

Slipping out of their bed, explaining something about Stark’s 911, MJ darted off to Stark Tower. Although New York was infamous for being the city that never slept, traveling this late at night took relatively little time, and she entered his workshop, stifling a yawn. “If you don’t have a coffee ready for me after waking me up at like four in the morning, I demand a raise. A raise and extra week of vacation, actually.” As she complained Dum-E rolled towards her, a steaming cup of coffee on his tray (relatively unscathed, too)! “That’s my favourite boy,” she said affectionately. Turning back towards Tony, MJ blew on her coffee for a moment before asking, “So, what’s up? Is this another ball related incident?”

#the-m3chanic #tony: surprise

“ you’re not gonna bring up the stealing the pym particles from the lab again, are you ? ” eyebrows furrow at him, she may or may not be a mess from her first attempt at . . . baking cupcakes ( the oven in her apartment is SHITTY alright !? ). and the blonde places her hands on her waist, shaking her head. “ first of all, already apologized for that. like, ten times. and second of all, it’s just baking ! absolutely nothing could go wrong. ” ( @the-m3chanic )

#the-m3chanic #uncle tony and niece cassie rises . . .

$ (Pietro)

$ for a lying text

(✉ → Unsaved Contact): i used to know a guy who was more annoying than you are!

#text #pietro #t:pietro #the-m3chanic

♘ (Tony)

♘ for a questioning text

(✉ → "Genius”): If you are going to come by the ship again, could you ensure that Peter is there before you arrive?(✉ → "Genius”): I dislike spending time with you.

#text #tony #t:tony #the-m3chanic

☢ (Sam)

☢ for a snarky text

(✉ → kicked his ass!): hey, who do you think wins in a fight, a falcon or an ant?(✉ → kicked his ass!): you’d think it’d be the falcon, but experience kinda says otherwise!

#text #sam #t:sam #the-m3chanic

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“Finally.” Was the first thing out of Bart’s mouth as he exited the bus. He hated being stuck in them for long periods of time, and while this was not as bad as the subway it was cramped with college students who were equally as excited as he was to get this field trip started. So it may or may not have been a little rowdy on the bus, and Bart may or may not have been one of the many contributors to this but he still was glad to have his some space. Him and all who had paid for the trip lined up outside the bus for the moment before heading in. Here they were all signed in and given visitor passes for the day. There was just a few minutes they had to wait before someone scientist would start showing them around and bring them down to the labs where they would watch them work from a safe distance of course.

Already Bart knew he liked this place, it was white and modern with a few futuristic things here and there. It almost reminded him of home and if he stuck around in this timeline he couldn’t wait to see all that he had seen in the 30th century slowly develop. The way Stark Industries was going he was sure he wouldn’t have to wait too long. The group was called over to begin the tour while they were walking some guidelines were issued, stay with the instructors/scientists, don’t touch anything, lunch will be served here. Bart was barely listening to the instructions. He just wanted to see everything.

First off they were on a level above where the actual work was being done, from here they could see a lot of the process that went into making most of Stark’s tech. There were people running around, sparks flying, things were moving on conveyor belts. Everything was bright and metallic, everyone was moving at a pace Bart could get behind. “Oh this is a treat here we have the man behind Star Industries today,” Oh they must have been speaking about Howard Stark when Bart was looking off elsewhere. “Everyone, Mr. Tony Stark.”