Tony: *recording* let's take a picture
Bucky: *smiling*
Bucky:
Bucky:
Bucky:
Bucky: that's not a picture *smacks*
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@tonystarkfandom3000
Tony: *recording* let's take a picture
Bucky: *smiling*
Bucky:
Bucky:
Bucky:
Bucky: that's not a picture *smacks*
peter: *calling tony* Mr. Stark, oh god, it— oh my god, I can’t—
tony, concerned: kid? what’s wrong? is it an emergency?
peter: no—
tony, panicking: what is it?
peter: it...it’s Digiorno!
tony: *hangs up*
Tony + grieving Peter and finally getting him back
words i use in every sentence:
no
stop
dude
literally
like
seriously
fuck
That’s a sentence right there
Forwards and backwards
You can rearrange them in any order and it’ll be a sentence
ladies and gentlemen the extensive vocabulary of tumblr
Not only can you arrange them however you please but the sentence will have basically the same meaning
Dude like seriously this is wow
I think people get confused. The MCU didn’t make RDJ great. RDJ made the MCU great.
SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE AT THE BACK
This is Gold™.
I animated one of @tonystarkstan 's incorrect quotes :DD
Genius. Billionaire. Playboy. Philanthropist, but most importantly... birthday boy!
- a huge happy birthday to the super talented, super amazing, the heart of the MCU, the one and only Robert Downey Jr. ❤️ thank you for everything. thank you for being you. I love you 3000
(discussing morgan’s birthday party)
Pepper: Theres no reason that you can’t have the theme of the party and have treats that are healthy.
Tony: ... it’s Candyland, Pep.
Pepper: Theres candies that are not disgusting and filled with chemicals!
Tony: It’s a Candyland themed party! Yes, that’s like what the party is about. Candyland. It’s not gluten-free land over here.
“True story: His Name is Robert Downey Jr.” by Dana Reinhardt
I’m willing to go out on a limb here and guess that most stories of kindness do not begin with drug addicted celebrity bad boys.
Mine does.
His name is Robert Downey Jr.
You’ve probably heard of him. You may or may not be a fan, but I am, and I was in the early 90’s when this story takes place.
It was at a garden party for the ACLU of Southern California. My stepmother was the executive director, which is why I was in attendance without having to pay the $150 fee. It’s not that I don’t support the ACLU, it’s that I was barely twenty and had no money to speak of.
I was escorting my grandmother. There isn’t enough room in this essay to explain to you everything she was, I would need volumes, so for the sake of brevity I will tell you that she was beautiful even in her eighties, vain as the day is long, and whip smart, though her particular sort of intelligence did not encompass recognizing young celebrities.
I pointed out Robert Downey Jr. to her when he arrived, in a gorgeous cream-colored linen suit, with Sarah Jessica Parker on his arm. My grandmother shrugged, far more interested in piling her paper plate with various unidentifiable cheeses cut into cubes. He wasn’t Carey Grant or Gregory Peck. What did she care?
The afternoon’s main honoree was Ron Kovic, whose story of his time in the Vietnam War that had left him confined to a wheelchair had recently been immortalized in the Oliver Stone film Born on the Fourth of July.
I mention the wheelchair because it played an unwitting role in what happened next.
We made our way to our folding chairs in the garden with our paper plates and cubed cheeses and we watched my stepmother give one of her eloquent speeches and a plea for donations, and there must have been a few other people who spoke but I can’t remember who, and then Ron Kovic took the podium, and he was mesmerizing, and when it was all over we stood up to leave, and my grandmother tripped.
We’d been sitting in the front row (nepotism has its privileges) and when she tripped she fell smack into the wheelchair ramp that provided Ron Kovic with access to the stage. I didn’t know that wheelchair ramps have sharp edges, but they do, at least this one did, and it sliced her shin right open.
The volume of blood was staggering.
I’d like to be able to tell you that I raced into action; that I quickly took control of the situation, tending to my grandmother and calling for the ambulance that was so obviously needed, but I didn’t. I sat down and put my head between my knees because I thought I was going to faint. Did I mention the blood?
Luckily, somebody did take control of the situation, and that person was Robert Downey Jr.
He ordered someone to call an ambulance. Another to bring a glass of water. Another to fetch a blanket. He took off his gorgeous linen jacket and he rolled up his sleeves and he grabbed hold of my grandmother’s leg, and then he took that jacket that I’d assumed he’d taken off only to it keep out of the way, and he tied it around her wound. I watched the cream colored linen turn scarlet with her blood.
He told her not to worry. He told her it would be alright. He knew, instinctively, how to speak to her, how to distract her, how to play to her vanity. He held onto her calf and he whistled. He told her how stunning her legs were.
She said to him, to my humiliation: “My granddaughter tells me you’re a famous actor but I’ve never heard of you.”
He stayed with her until the ambulance came and then he walked alongside the stretcher holding her hand and telling her she was breaking his heart by leaving the party so early, just as they were getting to know each other. He waved to her as they closed the doors. “Don’t forget to call me, Silvia,” he said. “We’ll do lunch.”
He was a movie star, after all.
Believe it or not, I hurried into the ambulance without saying a word. I was too embarrassed and too shy to thank him.
We all have things we wish we’d said. Moments we’d like to return to and do differently. Rarely do we get that chance to make up for those times that words failed us. But I did. Many years later.
I should mention here that when Robert Downey Jr. was in prison for being a drug addict (which strikes me as absurd and cruel, but that’s the topic for a different essay), I thought of writing to him. Of reminding him of that day when he was humanity personified. When he was the best of what we each can be. When he was the kindest of strangers.
But I didn’t.
Some fifteen years after that garden party, ten years after my grandmother had died and five since he’d been released from prison, I saw him in a restaurant.
I grew up in Los Angeles where celebrity sightings are commonplace and where I was raised to respect people’s privacy and never bother someone while they’re out having a meal, but on this day I decided to abandon the code of the native Angeleno, and my own shyness, and I approached his table.
I said to him, “I don’t have any idea if you remember this…” and I told him the story.
He remembered.
“I just wanted to thank you,” I said. “And I wanted to tell you that it was simply the kindest act I’ve ever witnessed.”
He stood up and he took both of my hands in his and he looked into my eyes and he said, “You have absolutely no idea how much I needed to hear that today.”
Did I fucking ask to start crying tonight. No. No I did not.
Robert is a kind person. Even when he was making horrible decisions for himself his heart was always kind.
This is why he is one of my biggest idols 💖
tony stark in civil war + tumblr tags
tony stark in civil war + text posts meme
[in battle]
peter, through the comms: hey Mr. Stark!
tony: do you need backup?
peter: oh nah I was just wondering something
tony: r.... right now?? in the middle of battle???
peter: yeah you ever think about how memes are just inside jokes a lot of people are in on?
tony: ...... tHIS COULDN’T WAIT HALF AN HOUR??
peter: no it’s important
Tony: What's your favorite food?
Peter: Um, fruit
Stephen: Fruit?
Peter: Yep.
Stephen: What kind of fruit?
Peter: Frootloops.
Tony:...impressive
Avengers: Endgame (2019) dir. Anthony and Joe Russo
“This is beyond you, metal man.”
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