#tonyslittleworkshop

[defectivevorta-and-changeling]

Unexpected Drop [closed starter]

@tonyslittleworkshop

Weyoun walked along the corridors of Deep Space Nine at a brisk pace, well aware of the people following him at a distance. He heard their footsteps matching his, and he knew they surely didn’t have good intentions. He expected to be caught if he couldn’t reach his quarters, but what he didn’t expect was for the floor to suddenly drop from underneath him, causing his heart to plummet into his stomach.

His surroundings changed so quickly it almost made him sick, and a fresh breeze hit him in the face. His back hit a hard floor shortly after with a loud thump, knocking the breath out of him. This was certainly unexpected. The Vorta took a moment to catch his breath, violet eyes darting around as he took stock of his new environment.

The grey ceiling he was familiar with was gone completely, a blue sky above him with clouds here and there. The floor felt warm, likely from the sunlight beaming down. Pushing himself up to a sitting position, Weyoun turned his head left and right, seeing the tops of buildings all around. It seemed like he had landed on top of a skyscraper, a 21st century design.

Wait... 21st century? Weyoun’s eyes widened, heart thumping like a rabbit’s as he realized what might have just happened. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good in the slightest.

[mcu-supersoldiers]

👀- Watching Porn (For either)

“Tony!” Steve exclaimed, slamming his laptop closed as his face went beet red. “Don’t you ever KNOCK??” he stammered. It was his day off. He’d just been lounging in his Tower apartment unit. He pulled a pillow over his lap, trying to cover the situation going on in his sweatpants.

[donnystark]

@tonyslittleworkshop Donny hasn't seen Tony in a few years. Last time he saw his older brother was when he visited him right after the invasion in New York to see if he was okay and to hear about it. Then Donny went back to Texas to go back to his own life. He loved New York and his brother but sometimes it was too homey for him. Visiting Tony again was something Donny wanted to do even though he would never admit it. He also had another tiny motive to go see his brother. He appears at the tower and goes in with the key Tony had given him last time. He walks in and looks for his brother. "Tony?"

[chyornaya-vdova]

@tonyslittleworkshop liked for an Avenimal starter

Natasha -aka Black Widow- was casually walking past the Stark Tower. It was her mission to kill Tony Stark after he miraculously came back to the US after being kidnapped by the Ten Rings. Normally she’d go in undercover slowly getting close to him and eventually do her job, but she was told that it had to happen as fast as possible.

And so she hid in a little back alley, turned into her fox form and climbed into th vents she found and manipulated a few days ago. Foxes, raccoons and similiar animals weren’t uncommon in towns and it surely won’t be suspicious if one of them wanted a hiding place.

[thenihilistofthevoid]

Scarlet Rage

The bullets just bounced off of the red energy shield surrounding the teenage mutant, who fired red energy blasts at the HYDRA soldiers desperately trying to keep their little monster under control. An arc of red lightning hit one of the men in armour, he screamed as it spread throughout his body before collaping. Within a few seconds, they were all dead as the brown-haired teenager ascended the staircase, a bloody lab coat being worn over his prison uniform, it hung off the boy as it was far too big, it extended past his knees and looked like a trenchcoat on him as he stared at the winter outside and the carange as the Avengers fought the rest of HYDRA’s soldiers. He knew the base had been entered, he could hear the thoughts of everyone inside, the teenager turning as Captain America entered the room. “Who are you?” He asked, putting his shield and his blue eyes stared into the cold, emotionless eyes of the psychic before him. “Nii-san, anata wa ore to asobitai ka?” Saburo asked in Japanese with a cruel smirk on his face. “Tony, what language was he speaking?” Steve asked, having put their conversation on intercom for all to hear. Saburo raised his hands and fired the red electricty at Captain America from his fingertips, smirking as the blonde supersoldier was shot back down the corridor before jumping out the window and controlling his descent with his psychokinetic abilities, his feet hitting the cold snow as he began running into the forest. “We have an enhanced in the field, I think he has some form of telekinesis...” (A starter for @tonyslittleworkshop) OOC: Saburo was speaking Japanese, he said “Big Brother, do you want to play with me?”. He was basically asking for a fight and attacked Steve to make his escape.

[thebrokengodofmischief]

Rise Again

Wandering. It was all he could remember doing. Found in too baggy for him clothes without a trace of knowledge to where he was. All he could remember was his name, Loki Odinson, to which social services laughed at. Trying to tell them he was a prince also backfired, they thought he was insane and sent him to a facility for a while for testing. Keeping his mouth shut on the truth and played into their lie. But instead what they found was just how smart this kid was. 

His intellect far beyond the normal realm of his age group. 

So instead of foster care he was made a ward of the state and sent to a private academy. Loki hated it, more so he hated that he was given the name Luke.

It was so hard for him to make friends, because he couldn’t tell them anything about himself in fear they would mock or judge him. So here he was, sitting on a honor student presentation awaiting word from the genius himself Tony Stark. The teachers had been saying for weeks just how amazing it was and what an honour it would be. 

That’s why Loki chose to be in the back row, headphones in and not even caring to listen. Till he saw the man on the stage and a familiar chord was struck in his head and in his heart. Wait.. I know you from somewhere.. Not the press or the news.. I physically know you.. Why?

@tonyslittleworkshop

[lokitheliesmith]

tonyslittleworkshop replied to your post “Also because I assume everyone is like 16 reblog with your age in the...”

AM NOT TINY BABY! 22 DX

//yes you are, my tiny beautiful babbu.

[helvete-sanctum-blog]

Soulmate From Hell

[ Closed with @tonyslittleworkshop ]

It had been a long while since Azazel last visited Earth. Much surely had changed... Not that everything was bad about it, no. Modern technologies sort of fascinated the demon, as well as the growing minds of humans. Some things were so fragile, could be broken with a single snap of fingers, and yet in their own way, so powerful, so extraordinary...

Even so, the Prince usually preferred Hell very much. Honestly, he had not the slightest clue why did he come upstairs this time. Something lured him here something subtle, but irresistible. The demon had sneaked himself into an upper class party in the now so famous Stark Tower. Wearing a classy black suit, dark red button-up shirt and an old fashioned vest with an elegant chain holding a pentagram, sleek black knee-high biker boots and black leather gloves, he kind of stood out in the good way. Both men and women checked the stranger out shamelessly, however he couldn’t care less. There was something, something he couldn’t even name or drink away, this odd feeling, honeyed taste on his serpentine tongue... This tug in his chest. Wait... His chest... Azazel made sure nobody’s eyes were on him and glanced down to his chest only to grunt in astonishment. His heart was glowing. His soulmate was here, among all these people. Without the power to deny the overtaking instinct, the demon set to find them.