accountability

[theprodigalsonreturns-blog]

so this is a large part of why i've been inactive recently

[theprodigalsonreturns-blog]

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[markofwinter]

   “Stark, you son of a bitch, you just can’t keep your stupid ass out of a good fight, can you?”

   A slightly excited, “Iron Man is here?”

   “Shut up, O’Connor – Stark, we’re pinned,” pinned is used loosely here, because everyone knows that pinned is just code for I’m pinned and about to wreck everything in my way, “and I need you to take out the satellite arrays stat. Might as well make yourself useful. I’ll meet you up top in… six? Six is a good number. In six.”

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“Iron Man is here,” he says with a grin. Talk about new favorite radio frequency. He wants to meet these SHIELD kids Barnes seems to favor; maybe he keeps them around for their bubbling personality (couldn’t be for the hero worship, because Tony’s sure they’d led with that, too, the second they’d seen the shield. Or, y’know, Barnes’ face, since he’s Someone in his own right). 

“Yes dear,” he says, because it’s reflexive at this point when someone shoots him an order, “they’ll be down, make sure you’re limber before bashing through too many windows.” 

He’s quiet on the comms, because arrays take a bit of care to blow up properly, and he’s a little invested in not being blown out of the sky while he does it. He keeps the cameras tracking the little team, watching their efficiency and making sure they don’t have any sneaky agents on their tail, overriding HYDRA’s sad attempts to try and reclaim their tech from him all the while. 

He makes it back in five, just because he’s stubborn. 

[resurrectedtonystark]

“I did the long term hallucination thing before. There’s not enough piano for this to be a figment of my imagination.”

This…it isn’t exactly calm. Shock, maybe? The second he can find a bathroom to hole up in, Tony’s going to have the mother of all panic attacks. But for the moment, he settles for nitpicking.

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“Funny, my fever dreams are usually a little heavy on the cello.” 

He slides his hands in his pockets because he doesn’t know what else to do with them, and he certainly doesn’t want rap his knuckles against the reactor, because it’s a habit he’s trying to extinct, dammit.  “Not the only change we’re gonna find, I’m sure - not sure I want the specifics either. I think that’s the first time those words have come out of my mouth in that order.”

[captainsamerica]

Tony looking at Rhodes (✿◠‿◠)

[tonystrk]

AND COMETS .

[dailyrhodey]

“…I don’t think”

[obscenegesturealert]

Of course his greedy little eyes go right for the shiny thing in the middle of Stark’s chest. For a moment, he’s reminded uncomfortably of the infinity stone, and what it felt like, searing him from the inside out.

“Need to borrow this. I promise to return it in one piece. Probably within the next couple of cycles.”

He’s never bringing it back ever, but he wants it bad enough to lie to the guy’s face.

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Tony downs half a mug of coffee and completely misses the look the reactor gets (which is surprising cause he’s pretty sure he’s hard-wired to notice them now) before actually looking at Quill, processing that yes, FRIDAY must have let him in, and yes, he probably stole something.

“Gonna have to be a little more specific. I doubt you mean the cookie. Bruce made those, hope you’re not allergic to pine nuts.” It’s said in the flattest tone he can drudge up. 

“Unless you mean what’s in your pocket.” 

He slides his hands in his own, and realizes then that he’s shirtless. Shoulder immediately hunch, and he hates that he’s now given a visual cue of his discomfort. And people ask him why he doesn’t come out of his workshop more.

[obscenegesturealert]

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“…fancy meetin’ you here.”

Peter Quill, caught with his hand in the cookie jar, to the surprise of literally no one. 

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“I’m sure you didn’t miss the part where my name’s on the building.” 

He’s wearing probably less than most have seen him in that aren’t on his team; workout pants and nothing else. Normally he gets a little wigged out by the reactor being bared to people he’s not intimate with (in all connotations), but being half asleep he couldn’t care less.

“Why and how, Quill.”

[resurrectedtonystark]

“You could also argue movie authenticity since Oz was just a figment of her imagination anyway, it was already a parallel Kansas, which would make me still right.”

It’d make the both of them right, but who’s counting?

[theprodigalsonreturns-blog]

“Well let’s hope this isn’t imaginary, then, because either I’m fucked or you’re fucked. Your world isn’t sepia, is it?”

Arguing about a movie he last watched with a very waterlogged Steve sounds a lot better than losing his shit over another Tony Stark standing in his penthouse. 

[usedupshiver]

Was that not an actual line?

[spidersenseandsensibilities-blog]

PREVIOUSLY EQUALPOWERANDRESPONSIBILITY;

So due to Kate being a complete and total LOSER nerd she went and didn’t check to make sure her email was still valid before changing her password, and because tumblr is such a douchecanoe that it only asks for email verification, Kate was locked out of her account.

Fast forward to a shinier, neater, cooler, friendly neighborhood blog!

[resurrectedtonystark]

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He’s too tired for awe, or sarcasm. Or anything beyond scrubbing his hands down his face, until the thin skin beneath his eyes pulls taut with the gravity of it. 

“…I’m not in Kansas anymore.”

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He blinks once, twice, and wonders distantly if anyone slipped him something. He knows FRIDAY wouldn’t have allowed for it, but it’s better than the alternative. 

“If you wanna get technical, you’d be in a parallel Kansas? Which you know, obviously, being, uh, me. I think.” 

And things were just starting to level out again.

[wingheadshellhead]

stevetony  +  ao3 tags

[markofwinter]

[theprodigalsonreturns-blog]

[theprodigalsonreturns-blog]

so i almost liked a starter call for a mutuals only call, because we used to be, and yikes i’m glad i checked bc we sure aren’t anymore

which of course i’m not mad, i was the one that fell into a year long hiatus, i’m surprised i have the number of followers i have still, but 

[tomshardy]

don’t let your dreams be dreams