Iron Patriot

You have known me as War Machine. Now you know me as Iron Patriot. America is my home. As a wise man once said, our flag--that's the blood of the men who died building this country, and the stars they were looking up to.

[tricksareformischief]

Mortal Goddess

“Indeed, it is quite the pleasure, Colonel.” She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, the soft, silky strands splaying down her shoulder and along her back. She mindlessly swinging the foot of her crossed leg, seeming every part the human she pretended.

“Mostly to gather just how to continue my approach towards a man like you. You are admittedly unlike any I have seen, I tend to catch the true intentions after only a few moments. You however..are elusive.” She smiled, sweet and affectionate, certain she had his attention no matter who came by. “It is a good and bad thing going for you at the moment. I am not sorry for my forward nature however if it intimidates you and it is your wish to be professional I shall contain myself.”

She giggled softly, shrugging to herself with a small roll of her eyes, making light of the situation. “Somehow.”

[warmachinerockz]

Saying this woman merely 'held' his attention would be an understatement.  Honestly, even if Tony somehow managed to destroy the building, it was unlikely the solider would pay it any mind. She was gorgeously exotic in a way he couldn't quite place, and hypnotic like no other. Not that he was exactly a novice when it came to women, yet he felt like a college freshmen ogling over his physics teacher.

"Elusive, hm? Can't say I've heard that one before." He chuckled, genuinely enjoying himself in this unusual woman's company. "Forward though, yeah. You are, but I can assure you I am far from intimidated. Though it has taken me a bit by surprise, I haven't met anyone like you before. Not that there is anything wrong with that of course," James smiled warmly, "I wish I had met someone like you a long time ago." He leaned himself forward, wishing nothing more than to get closer to this newly found friend.

"I do believe I can manage to stay professional and allow you free reign to act as you will. Please, don't hold back on my account. Though... I do expect to be granted the same freedoms."

[warmachinerockz]

After Party

[timestopswithakiss]

Guilt. It gripped him tighter than a snake eating dinner. James was a long time friend to Tony who in the long run had no one to call a true friend that cared more about him than his money. It had been a difficult childhood, or so he heard. Rhodey was a constant relief for Pepper to rant to anytime the job got to be too much. Nowadays however Pepper didn’t have much time or desire for people to see him in such a state of disarray. James was the last person he wanted knowing about this.

“Rhodey please..I’d rather roll out of this car than talk about this. Don’t make me.” Pepper gave him a straight look, about as serious as a lawyer in court. He wasn’t pleased with this decision. He hated the idea of pushing others away but Obadiah was an over bearing presence in his life. He couldn’t breath without fearing the adore would get stolen from his lungs. “Nothing is kosher when you work for Stark Industries.”

[warmachinerockz]

This was serious. Pepper was still avoiding him, dodging his questioning with the best of them. There was little that wouldn’t be discussed between the two of them, the fact that the secretary was so adamant to avoid this conversation spoke volumes of where the taller man was coming from. 

“So, this is how its going to be, huh?” James sighed, locking the vehicles doors with a resounding ‘click’, the solider slamming down on the brakes. “Fine.” The car glided onto the shoulder before lurching to a complete stop, the keys pulled from the ignition. 

“Here’s whats going to happen. You are going to tell me whats been going down, starting at Tony’s disappearance and finishing with you storming from the Stark mansion. Then we are going to go get waffles and work our way from there.” He was concise and demanding, but ever patient. “Want to know what will change if you decide to keep up this stubborn teenager act? Nothing. I’ll still figure out exactly whats been going on, one way or another. But I wouldn’t advise that route. I’m giving you the chance to share your side of all this, or do you really want me to hear Obadiah out first?”

[warmachinerockz]

After Party

[timestopswithakiss]

He didn’t entirely relax until he couldn’t see the house anymore, finally able to breath despite the heavy silence around them. Pepper’s hands rested in his lap, fingers wringing themselves tight against each other. He desperately wanted to toss the ring on his hand out the goddamn window but he knew Obie would just get a new one. Something gaudy and ugly and more ridiculous than this band.

No. He was safer with this. He could hide this easier, even though now Tony knew. He knew he was a dirty bastard, inconsiderate enough to tie the knot while Tony laid out there dying in the desert. He already wanted to claw himself apart, James was the only reason he didn’t try. With a slow glance, Pepper gave Rhodey a confused look. He choked on his laugh, even as he diverted his eyes elsewhere.

“What? You on something Rhodey? Everything’s fine. We’ll finally have our old life back. Tony running us both up the wall and non stop parties for days. Nothing out of the ordinary there.” He lied, deflecting like he always did. So used to ignoring the issue that it felt easy, a second nature to simply cast his thoughts elsewhere. To believe that Obadiah’s grip on his leash would loosen with Tony back. Pep could only hope.

[warmachinerockz]

No fricken way. Even when he was backed into a corner and being prodded with a stick, Pepper was still deciding to lie to him? Not only lie- but lie poorly. Apparently the secretary shared more with his boss than merely a means of employment.

“No, no.” Rhodey tsked, throwing a you-should-fucking-know-better look at the red head. “Don’t even try it pull that with me. I can tell when you’re lying Pepper. There is no need for that, okay? Its just the two of us, hanging out, and having an adult conversation.” The car hummed loudly as the vehicle merged onto the freeway. “Now, I’ll ask you again. What is going on? Because you and I both know everything that's been happening can’t exactly be passed off as ‘kosher’.”

[warmachinerockz]

After Party

[timestopswithakiss]

“Home.” He blurted, more surprised by his response than Rhodey’s drifting gaze. He wasn’t even focusing on the question at hand. He simply rushed towards Rhodey’s car and got in, seating himself in the passenger’s seat. Pepper buckled up, his breath getting rough while he sat there trying not to break down. He’d already cried his eyes out last night. He would not do it again, especially not right now. The red head was staring at his lap when James got into the car. Pepper’s voice was quiet but the demand and urgency was obvious.

“C-Can we please go? Now? I hate to rush and inconvenience you with giving me a ride but I just..” He blushed, his face growing hot with the memory of what was said inside. He felt the anger boil in his gut. “I cannot stay here and pretend for much longer.”

[warmachinerockz]

“Ah- Sure, I can do that.” Wasn’t exactly the response he had been expecting, but he was more than happy to help. It would be a whole hell of a lot easier to do this in private, rather than the Stark tower. Any alternative explanations of this situation were dwindling by the minute, and Rhodey had to bite his tongue not to demand answers. This man, shaken and uncertain, was not the Pepper he knew.

James eyed his friend up like a worried mother, his gaze not falling from the malnourished man even as his seat belt clicked shut. “No, no, not at all. Hey, you know I’ve got you covered with anything, right? One rushed get-away coming up.” The car growled to life with a stab of the throttle, tires screeching as the whole vehicle swiveled sharply around. The Stark mansion shrunk rapidly into the distance, holding his silence no longer than a few minutes.

“Pep, I’ve got to level with you here. I wanted to hold off before diving into this, but I’m sure its pretty obvious as to what I’m about to ask you.” There was no way he could keep quiet about this, not after seeing his friend’s desperation. “Is there something that I should be made aware of?”

[warmachinerockz]

I am always happy to see Rhodey's around, but I think you would get more people rping with you if you used the new writing style. Just saying :]

Originally posted by kreuzaderny

Okay, I have already ignored one of these messages before, but I will reply to this one. Why do people assume I am looking fo more partners? I can hardly get through the folks I have. 

And no, I will not be switching to the new style. Just a general heads up.

[warmachinerockz]

After Party

[timestopswithakiss]

Virgil was seething, the bile swallowed back with his remaining control over his emotions even as he rushed from the kitchen. His body was vibrating, he could barely breath let alone think.

Obadiah. Bastard. Bastard bastardbastard MOTHERFUCKINGBASTARD

It would be lying if Pepper didn’t admit to screaming like a startled little girl when he bumped into James. Extra lie if he said he was alright walking on his own, away from Tony’s place. He hesitated still until he noted Rhodey’s words. “I-sure, you, needed me for something?” Confusion replaced the haunted expression he held on his way out and if that wasn’t evidence enough, Pepper was hoping to heaven Rhodey didn’t ask him what happened. Or worse for him to stay.

[warmachinerockz]

Jesus, he knew this wasn’t exactly a routine visitation, but Pepper’s shock did little to ease his concerns. A curious gaze flicked over the red head at the uncharacteristic delay in his reply, a familiar black Bentley finally catching his eye. No fucking way. That’s Stane’s, isn’t it? The soldier felt a sudden and undeniable dubiety, the true gravity of the situation only now baring mercilessly down upon him. This man had practically raised Tony after his parents death, what the hell would happen to the engineer if this all came to light? Honestly, he wasn’t sure the man could handle it.

But if Pepper’s looks were anything to go by, it was likely he couldn’t either. 

“Ah- Yeah, you could say that,” A warm smile greeted the secretary despite his concern, stepping to the side as his hand waved Pepper forward. “I wanted to reconnect, just a simple check in is all. Haven’t heard much from you in the past month, and with our pride and joy back safe and sound, I figured now would be a good time to get together. We can chat in the car if you are busy, just tell me where we’re headed.”

[warmachinerockz]

After Party

James was, if anything, a forgive and forget kind of guy. Hell, his best friend was a child in a grown man's body so such a skill was rather mandatory. But somethings he could't bring himself to simply omit. It wasn't exactly his business when it involved Pepper Potts’ lifestyle, to be fair nothing had ever shot up any red flags, but these past few months couldn't be disregarded. It wasn't like he was being an overbearing parent, even when the signs were right in front of his face he had pleaded blissful ignorance to the truth. The bruises, whatever the hell that phone call had been, they had all been brushed aside. But the moment he caught sight of the secretary upon pick up he knew he couldn't hold his silence. Pepper was being abused, quite possibly by Tony's veritable god father. It was like a bad rom com but without the tasteless humor. But he couldn't assume, not until he confronted Pep up front. The still running vehicle hummed behind him as he approached the frontdoor, set on finding a secluded location to hash this all out. Tony certainly didn't need this drama happening on his porch. Rhodey faltered as the doors glided open, the familiar red-head leaving the home with a quickened pace. Change of plans. "Just the person I wanted to see, in need of a ride Pepper?"

[stephensttrange]

[warmachinerockz]

hawxkeye:

mcu meme - 5/8 characters; colonel james rhodes/iron patriot

If you want this suit, you’re going to have to pry my cold dead body out of it.

[tomshardy]

[manueluv]

[stephensttrange]

Avengers: Age of Rhodey

[warmachinerockz]

"I-I’m *hic* n-not drunk! I j-just had a l-little bit…of *hic* somethin’…."

“Really? By ‘something’ you mean scotch, I’m assuming?” He replied, snatching the empty glass from his friends grasp before setting it aside. “Tony, I think you should lay down.” He added, hand held out for the other man. 

[warmachinerockz]

chestfullofshrapnel:

The genius gave a small shrug, he hoped his memory might come back over time. It wasn’t a common occurrence that he gets this intoxicated, but it had been getting worse as of late. Part of him felt guilty that he wasn’t being honest with his friend, but he couldn’t risk losing the one man who had really, loyally, stuck by his side. 

He let out a snide chuckle as Rhodey nearly choked on his alcohol. Now that looks like a story. James Rhodes, flustered? “Well when you react like that, it only makes me curious,” he grinned, eyeing the colonel carefully as he replied. Sure, he was interested now, but partly only to deter the conversation away from himself. 

Tony gulped down a portion of his drink, sounding off a small hum at James’ answer. “Mistake? What, she give you the itch or something? Gotta use those condoms, man.” Okay, he’d admit it, he was having a little too much fun with this, but how could Rhodey say a babe like that was a mistake? Unless… “Don’t tell me she was married or something? James, you dog,” he mocked a shocked expression before downing the last of his glass, the alcohol finally pushing him passed the “warm and fuzz” phase, his vision beginning to blur a bit and speech slurring slightly.

The punk ass remark earned a glare that could crumble walls given the opportunity, but he simply couldn’t resist the amused grin that crept to his lips. Such a cocky little shit. Though, such light hearted teasing was appreciated. considering his currently bitter mood. The soldier disregarded the comment with a shake of his head, polishing off the remainder of his of glass with a flick of his wrist. It was stupid, beyond ill advised, but the warmth it supplied brought him comfort. Something he sure as hell wouldn’t find elsewhere tonight.

James’ brow snapped upwards at the suggestion, a loud bellowing laugh rolling from his lungs. Married? Shit, can you imagine this commitment fearing mother fucker getting married? Rhodey grinned cockily at his friend, “You’re a cunt, you know that?” He teased, easing himself back into the lush couch. 

“Well, I suppose that depends. Do you have crabs crawling over your nether regions? Or perhaps you’ve eloped without my knowledge.” It slipped from his lips so smoothly, the gravity not hitting him for a long moment after. Fuck, that wasn’t funny. That was the opposite of funny. “Kidding, I’m kidding.” He added on hastily, forcing a quick laugh in an attempt to cover his words.

[dannielricciardo]

[dailyrhodey]

[warmachinerockz]

dailyrhodey:

Nuclear codes.

[chestfullofshrapnel]

A bit too much fun

[warmachinerockz]

chestfullofshrapnel:

Tony let out a small bark of a laugh when he was elbowed. “Oh, okay then, what do you call it?” He asked, holding back a snicker as the colonel asked for a refill. Oh, so he will loosen up. The smile spread wide across his face and he turned to the third stewardess, “Trixie, be a doll and come here.” The girl moved toward him, sinking down onto his lap. 

“Anything I can do for you, Mr. Stark?” She asked sweetly, playing with his tie. 

“Oh no, this is just perfect,” he said, giving her thigh a soft squeeze. Rhodey’s hand caught his eye, pulling his attention away from the gorgeous vixen in his lap. A skeptical brow rose, was he really doing this? Sure, when they were in University James and he had their fun in clubs or parties, but this was much more private. “Hey now-” the genius interjected, scowling at the man’s comment.

The blonde giggled, squirming against the soldier’s heated digits. “Oh, he isn’t so bad. I’ve been an attendant for almost 5 months now,” she smiled, her cheeks faintly redder beneath the layer of makeup on her face.

It wasn’t long before the brunette presented them with newly refilled drinks, nestling herself on the other side of the billionaire.

The soldier’s lips pulled back into a cocksure little grin. M-hm, that’s right Stark, that’s the look he wanted to see. It wasn’t often he got the chance to surprise his friend to any degree, sort of went with the territory when you were around someone enough, so this was a rare opportunity.

Warm attentions returned to the blushing blonde who was sitting so warmly in his lap, thumbs drawing small circles against her thighs. “Oh, yeah? Quite happy to hear he’s treating you well, would have given him a slap if you had said otherwise. He may look 38, but I promise, he isn’t a day over 12.” He teased, quietly thanking the stewardess for the refill.

The soldier sipped leisurely at his glass, welcoming the warm flush of heat that it brought him. Maybe he should cut his friend some slack. Sure, he made him wait three hours in the sun, sure he had strippers working on his jet, and sure he had some serious friggin issues that he refused to deal with. But his friend had more skeletons in his closet than most dictators, it was something he was overly accustomed to. He just wished he could help his friend deal with some of those issues. 

“Hey. You are good man, you know that?” The soldier couldn’t stop himself, tapping Tony’s shoulder with the side of his glass.

[dailyrhodey]

You can’t be distracted right now. Listen to me!

[flange5]

I can’t help but love it when Tony goes all 007, even if that’s the most impractical tux ever to go on the lam in. 

Iron Man vol 1, #125 (1979)