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[veritasumbra]

sasha also gets a bonus starter for tony @thedirectorofshield from a angsty mor

mor was about to leave the room when she came to a halt and spun around to face him. ❛ what is it you see in me, tony? a wounded little bird you’ll feel good about fixing? i’m not your charity case. i don’t need your supervision or your money or— — whatever the fuck this is. ❜

[notafossil]

    ❝ look, ❞ he starts, pushing himself away from where he’d been leaning against the workbench.  ❝ i can hear your stomach rumbling from here. c’mon, we’re going to get food. ❞

@thedirectorofshield​  ♥’d for a starter

[shieldretired]

@thedirectorofshield​ ;;  platonic sentence starters (still accepting) Tony said: “You know you can always talk to me.”

                      STEVE IS HAVING A RATHER BAD DAY. He woke up in the wee hours of the morning because of a nightmare about drowning in the Valkyrie, he slipped on an icy patch on the sidewalk and now his knee is hurting even more than usual, and Sam and Bucky are out of the country because of some terrorist group Steve should be supposed to help with. To distract himself from everything, he decided to visit Tony because Stark is the distraction in general. He didn't think his friend would take one look at him and figure him out, though. "I'm from a very repressed era," he says, "talking about feelings? Talking about what bothers us? Sounds fake to me. How about you let me teach Dum-e some dumb stuff that will annoy the hell out of you later."

[dearlybelovad]

      Yelena’s lips press together a little, but a lot of her anger has subsided. not all of it, but a lot of it.  ❝ i wasn’t expecting any of you to visit her. ❞ she comments, looking down at the flowers she’d just rearranged over Nat’s grave. 

@thedirectorofshield​  ♥’d for a starter

[desafia]

valentine's day application

Name: anthony edward stark Age: 56 Do you like to cuddle?: sometimes Can we make-out?: yes A night in or dinner out?: it depends on how we both feel , sensory issues and all that Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: both...preferably at the same time Would you cook for me?: i'll cook you whatever you want even if i have to learn the recipe , might be a disaster the first few times depending on the dish but i like a challenge Would you let me cook for you?: yes , even if you burned my kitchen down ;)

valentines applications  ||  @thedirectorofshield

              ❝   you had me at ‘age fifty-six.’  imagine the senior discounts.  ❞

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The Neighbors Au; Clint & Tony

you used to live in ur apartment with your boyfriend until you broke up and he left and now you’re crying on the floor not because he left but because you can’t sleep alone, so um im here??? // expanded to be neighbors who also act like they hate each  other & bother & ease & tolerate each other // @thedirectorofshield

      Officer Barton, known to his neighbors as Clint, lived a nice apartment in one of the boroughs of the massive New York City. His place was a little bit of a mess, making it evident that he was a bachelor. He had a dog, Lucky, a mutt who was missing an eye. He had rescued the dog when he was on a drug bust with his partner. The poor mutt was being kicked around by the tracksuit thugs who were dealing drugs in their apartment. He couldn’t help it but adopt the dog after that. So now, Clint had a dog who lived with him and kept him company most nights when he wasn’t necessarily working. Always on call, but not always working. 

    Clint was working his way towards the title of detective like one of his dear friends, Natasha Romanoff. She had been prompted to the title of detective several months back which left Clint with a new partner, a newbie and annoying at that; Kate Bishop. Kate was alright, but well she was a newbie and he was pretty prickly about who he worked with. He missed working with Natasha, she had been teasingly called his work wife. Clint liked his life for the most part and rather focused now on earning the title detective. 

      For the most part, he got along with most of his neighbors. Most of them had become reliant on him when it came to security issues ( it’s because he was a cop ) than they were informing their landlord ( who Natasha told him he was just being paranoid, thinking the guy was a drug lord ). He could name about two neighbors that he wasn’t necessarily fond of or the friendliest with. Old Lady Crabapple ( yes that was her last name and Nat would hit him for laughing about it ) who was this grouchy lady with a little devil for a dog. The next guy was this Tony Stark guy, some greasy dude who he supposed owned an automobile and tech shop? He wasn’t sure which, he just knew most of the neighbors went to him with car problems or technology issues. He also always saw Tony around with his boyfriend. Ty Stoner or something like that, Clint hadn’t really cared too much. What annoyed Clint about Tony and his relationship, was the little gossip about when the two of them would get married. Marriage was a prickly subject since he was a divorced man, not that anyone here knew that. He moved into this apartment after that happened. 

    Clint wasn’t too thrilled when he had to run into Tony or spend an extended amount of time around the guy. He was fishy, so was his boyfriend, which would cause again for Natasha to tell Clint that he was just being paranoid. A grin is forced as Tony and Clint both end up at the mail box around the same time, Clint struggling with the key to unlock it. How embarrassing. “Stark.” He says, trying to sound civil and friendly, “How’s the weather?” God, what a stupid question! That’s not what he meat to say but it’s too late now. 

[haosvestica-a]

@thedirectorofshield | via.

   He doesn’t dare to believe the words that fall from crimson lips. Who he is, it’s complex. He’s done t h i n g s , is responsible for things that should have her throwing him into a wall. THE MERCHANT OF DEATH, oh how he’d once worn that mantle, thinking he was p r o t e c t i n g America. He was doing the opposite.

   A hand tightens around a glass of amber liquid. Alcohol, his worst vice. ‘We all have our vices Anthony’ he can hear his f a t h e r s voice in the back of his mind. If anyone could understand it would of been Howard. He glances up at Wanda. She’s a remarkable woman, s t r o n g, independent and beautiful inside and out. He’d only destroy that. He can’t a l l o w himself to be that selfish.  ❝Liking me is a very d a n g e r o u s thing to do little witch, i’m not good for you.❞ They’d GOT closer over time, but the genius had k n o w n it couldn’t last. He couldn’t let it. He wouldn’t d e s t r o y the one good thing in his life.  

             “tony.” her voice beckons softly, a twinge of pain laces her tone. wanda falls silent after speaking his name, takes a second to gather all that she NEEDS him to hear—- once and for all. they have been orbiting one another for some time now and she needs to resolve what they truly are. whether he doesn’t want her—- OR HE D O E S. she stands where she is for a moment, looking over the dissolving man, before moving to his side where he’s perched.

             gently, she removes the tumbler from his grasp and pushes closer to him. nimble fingers wind through the mechanic’s as she allows her mind to open, to intertwine with tony’s. through their connection, she WHISPERS everything she feels for him. how he doesn’t even need her forgiveness—- not anymore. not after all they’ve been through. how she sees him. strong and loyal and with so much love to give. how she only really feels safe when he’s by her side. how it tears at her heart to see him think otherwise. jade hues fill with tears but she does not allow them to fall. still, when she speaks her voice comes out STRANGLED by the knot in her throat. “don’t you see?? don’t you see how wrong you are??”