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93 floors located at 200 Park Avenue at East 45th Street, New York City, New York.

Stark Tower was built and designed by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts.  Originally, Tony intended that everything from the penthouse and above would be a luxury home for the two of them.  After the battle with the Chitauri, he redesigned and rebuilt the damaged area.  As soon as it was finished he donated it as headquarters for the Avengers.

The environmental controls, security, and any connected computer systems are managed by JARVIS throughout the entire building.  Any employee can talk to JARVIS and make requests by simply speaking out loud. 

The Avengers section -  Floor 93 to Floor 82

The top twelve floors include luxury rooms for the Avengers.  Each room is designed and decorated according to the specific need or desire of its occupant.  There are several dozen unassigned rooms that are used for guests or visitors as needed.  There is a state of the art fitness room, private theater, medical area, kitchen, and the former penthouse serves as a common room.  There is also a highly secure room filled with all of Tony’s latest technology that serves as a staging room for Avengers related missions.

The section is accessed by a private elevator via a back entrance into Stark Tower from the ground floor.  Only Bruce Banner and Tony Stark can currently access the elevator from the Stark Industries section. 

The Party Deck - Floor 81

There is a landing pad for helicopters or any VTOL aircraft.  There is also Tony’s personal landing pad which includes a walkway for his armor removal.  The deck access the common room by the windowed doors and a door at the end of Tony’s walkway.

Tony and Pepper’s apartment - Floor 80

The floor under the party deck was redesigned as an apartment for the couple.  They are the only two that have unlimited access to that floor, but either can allow guests.

Tony’s workshop - Floor 79

The floor under the apartment is where Tony works on his latest suit designs and inventions.  Pepper has access to the workshop.  There is a private freight elevator for moving large pieces into and out of the workshop.  That connects to his ground floor garage workshop.

Stark Industries - Floor 78 to 1

Everything below Tony’s workshop belongs to Stark Industries. 

Floor 78 and 77 contain the executive offices.  Tony’s office is next to Pepper’s.

Floor 76 contains various board rooms and meeting rooms.

Floor 75 to 66 are dedicated to R&D. 

Floor 75 Bruce’s lab is the top most secure floor.  Bruce and Tony have unlimited access to it.  Bruce has been given the authority to allow or deny access on a case by case basis.

Floor 74 through 70 are the classified sections of R&D usually dealing with SHIELD or other government agencies.

Floor 69 through 66 are the business and philanthropic research areas.

Floor 65 to 61 contain several biological laboratories

Floor 60 to 56 are for testing various new Stark designs 

Floor 55 to floor 2 contain everything else needed for Stark Industries business functioning

Floor 1 has the lobby area where the public comes into Stark Tower.  There’s also the private access area for the Avengers and Tony’s garage workshop.

The floors below Stark Tower contain the Arc Reactor that runs the entire building.

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with every episode i stan zemo more and more listen bro i’m sorry for all the shit i talked in civil war you are a turkish delight

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Spence, please I need someone I know is real right now.

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This is so cute I couldn’t not reblog🥺🥰

i heard we were talking about dad!spencer and this concept is so so important to me i need to talk about this but imagine u have work but spence has the day off and he just spends the day with ur little girl taking her places and sending you pictures and updates throughout the day🥺🥺 and then you come home late and he’s asleep on the couch and she’s curled up to his side or sleeping on his chest with a movie playing in the background🥰 please this lives in my head i can’t.

GIRL DAD SPENCER SUPREMACY

i love this so much bc spencer reid is a girl dad and i will stand by that, he takes her to the park where he pushes her on the swings and goes on the seesaw with her, he secretly loves it despite all the germs because he kinda gets to be a kid again and do all the things he missed out in as a child and they have a little picnic as well (but only after heaps of hand sanitizer)

then to his favourite coffee shop where he gets his caffeine boost, he gets a cappuccino and she gets a hot chocolate, they do a cheers and clink their glasses which is so cute! they both end up with little foam moustaches which makes them laugh and spencer takes a picture to send to you! they also split a chocolate donut which is both of their faves bc you just know she takes after him in every way possible

then spencer takes her to library where she can pick out any 3 books which they’ll read together, and he gets her her own library card and everything and shes so excited about it, lets say shes at a slightly advanced reading level, spencer never forces her to get books that are above her age range because shes still a kid and still enjoys the short easy books and truth be told he loves doing voices for the different funny characters !!

by this point shes tired so they come back home for a nap and spencer ends up falling asleep as well, theres toys scattered across the floor and the tv is still running and spencers long limbs are hanging off the sofa as his baby lays on his chest, you get home early from work and you’re met with this adorable sight and you take so many pictures and you dont dare disturb them when they look so peaceful 🥺

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A Little Death

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I’m not sure just a little story concept I came up with at 3 am and ran with. enjoy.

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Nothing this bad was supposed to happen here. Ever.

It wasn’t me who came up with the idea of writing everything down. I can’t remember who did, but as soon as it was mentioned everyone else seemed to like the idea too.

 I'm not sure what they expect me to write exactly, but I was voted the most capable to do so out of everyone, which of course I disagree with but I don’t really hate the idea of documenting this. So if no one else will I guess it can’t hurt to give it a crack.

Eva had to dig around her room for a couple minutes to find a journal, which she must have forgotten she had because there were no more than four small sketches we had to rip out for the book to be completely empty.

I tried sitting in the living room to write, I thought maybe being around everyone would give me more inspiration to write but all that happened was everyone decided to crowd around me, all staring at the blank paper in anticipation as though whatever I wrote would impact the universe forever. I couldn’t stand it, how do they expect me to write with them hovering over me like that.

There is a reason why I was the one chosen though, because even though I have the messiest handwriting that absolutely no one can read, I'm good with getting down the small things, like the feelings. 

But I want anyone reading this to know that this is me writing about my feelings and my feelings only, not Eva’s and not Noah’s. My feelings, my experiences. That's the only way this is going to work.

The only one out of all 9 of us that lived out of town was Eva, a sweet farm girl that likes to bake. We’re all lucky to be friends with her, I’m not sure if we would even be alive if we didn’t have a place out of town to stay. 

I’ll be forever grateful to Eva for that.

I found a spot on the balcony, kind of huddled up in the corner. I even brought a blanket to make sure I didn’t get cold.

It's a nice spot, the balcony is where I usually have a smoke in the morning, usually with  warm tea and a book every now and then. The deck squeaks wherever you step and the railings are slowly rotting away, someone will probably have to fix them soon before one of us ends up falling over the edge.

There isn’t much to do here though, everyone kind of just sits around when they’re not on watch. A few people have just finished building a garden on the roof but we need to make a small trip to a house to get seeds because I don’t think anyone thought we would even get this far ahead.

The view is nice here, the property has a bunch of gum trees surrounding it which gives us just a little bit more cover, but god do the kookaburras get loud in the morning, I honestly don’t think I’ve slept in past 7 or 8 am in months. 

There’s a creek a couple hundred meters from ‘the shack’. That’s what we’ve nicknamed Eva’s, it fits pretty well too. The house is pretty run down, been here a couple decades but I think it’s the perfect place to hideout.

I know I should be writing about other things, but I feel like I have to set the scene or maybe if you’re reading this you’ve already skipping my monologue and gotten to the actual beginning, which hasn’t been written yet but it’s probably there for you. 

Hopefully.

It’s been pretty boring here the last few weeks, and this has been the best idea anyone's had in a while. I feel a little guilty I have to admit, Noah seemed to really like the idea of writing everything down and I could tell he secretly wanted to be the one writing. He is a good writer too, he hasn’t said anything yet and I doubt he will.

He’s too nice to say anything, so it will probably eat away at him until he either decides to write his own version, or forget about it and do something else.

Noah is a sweetheart really, but he wasn't with us from the very beginning, he came a little bit later, so I guess it made sense that he wasn't the one chosen.

There's not much more to now than to get into the ‘story’, I’m not really sure how to do it so I’m going to start in the beginning and work my way from there to now, which should be fine if my memory is working fine.

I’m going to start in Psychology class, double period on a Friday, God it feels like a lifetime since I’ve been in a classroom and it's not like I ever hated school, it's just a bit of you don't know what you have until it's gone.

By the start of the second session an announcement was made over the loudspeaker, the principle calling a lockdown. This was odd for more than one reason.

The first being this is Australia, everyone doesn’t walk around with guns freely. The second is I haven’t had a real lockdown since grade 3 when some crackhead walked into school with a cricket bat trying to hit tiny fairies.

So we all just assumed it was a drill, even the teacher did. That was at least until Mrs Reece got an email.

I remember her asking the class who had gotten the COVID vaccine, at least half the class put their hands up, a couple of them being my friends, Ellie Newton, Emily Jackson, Jake Cross and Lucas Walker.

They were taken out of the class by some other teacher, I can't remember his name but he taught P.E which I didn’t do, obviously. He had a whole group of kids with him, saying anyone that was vaccinated had to go to the gym immediately, so when everyone left there weren't many people in the room-no more than 15 year 11’s.

But I never saw that group of people again.

It only took a couple minutes and the remaining people were moved to the second gym, the old one that we only used when the new one was being used for something else. I just remember it being full of students who were all crowded in small groups all as clueless as we were.

The remaining 500 or so people of all year levels were told to sit, they set up the projector and started playing the news. I remember saying something to Sarah next to me along the lines of, ‘wow all this for the queen finally dying’. It was funny at the time I promise.

But instead of showing the royal family the screen showed people running around the city in what I can only describe as anarchy, cars were on fire and there were just bodies laying there on the road like roadkill.

It didn’t take long for someone to say it though, we were waiting for someone to shout it.

‘Zombie Apocalypse!’

I still get shivers even now, thinking about how quickly everything changed.

The news broadcast explained that the only people that were infected currently were people who got the vaccine, and it only took a few moments for things to click in my brain.

Everyone else in my family got the vaccine except me, Mum and Mad got theirs so they could go back to work, and my younger sister had to get hers done to be accepted back at kindergarten.

Not to mention the vaccine wasn’t cheap, $40 per dose. So I decided I could live without it for an extra week to two to make sure we had enough money for bills and food.

Maybe my parents being broke was what saved my life.

Then the police came and told us we couldn’t leave, which only made me want to leave even more. I felt trapped while my family was at home turning into mindless brain eaters.

I guess that was where our plan began, none of us wanted to stay there in the old gym that smelled too much like sweaty socks. The plan wasn’t even that good, we only got out by dumb luck that 10 police officers couldn’t keep tabs on everyone.

So we all went to  the toilets a couple minutes apart from each other, climbing out of the small window. It was a miracle we all even fit.

I don’t know what happened to the kids that stayed in that gym, but I haven’t seen another kid from school since that day, well not alive at least.

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After 20 painstaking years of research, Eva Ramon Gallegos, a Mexican scientist has finally developed a cure to eliminate 100 percent human papillomavirus and prevent the spread of cervical cancer among women. (x) (x) (x) Y’all they cured HPV

Yet Trump’s America wouldn’t want you to hear about this nor help it go mainstream

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dating george weasley and being a ravenclaw

warnings: stupidly [wickedly] hot men named george fabian weasley, kinda smut, cussing fs, angst because our angel is insecure, also i may have almost cried writing this and it’s sO LONG I AM SO SORRY

people that may like this (?): @whiz-bangs78 @vogueweasley @gcdric (whenever you’re back! :)) @theweasleyslut @thehufflepuffwife @lupinsclassroom @wand3ringr0s3 @kitwalker02 @monoscandal @pansydaisy

i’m obsessy espressy w this pic btw please take it for your enjoyment

this man boy

is so enamored with you

he doesn’t even really know a whole lot about you at first, stealing glances from across the great hall

listening intently when you answer questions in class

he starts to memorize the way you roll your eyes when you ask snape a question you can’t answer

and the way you wrinkle your nose when someone stereotypes you based on your house

you’re fiery, but you’re so poised for quick answers and sharp looks

he would pay big money to have you roast him during class like you do to cormac when he tries to hit on you a lot

which earns him many a revenge prank

and then he starts to try and talk to you, rather foolishly at first

but he finds it so intensely sexy the banter you two get involved in during these interactions

“If it isn’t my favorite little bird, Y/N ;)”

“Aren’t there other nests for you to bother, Weasley?”

“None that I find as mildly riveting, my dear, I do love a bird that chirps back”

“Do you like ones that bite, too?”

“I don’t know if your beak is sharp enough, love”

“Come up to me when I’m reading again, and I’ll give you some harder evidence of just how bad my bite is hmm?”

(Unbeknownst to you as you walk away, he’s already got some harder evidence growing in his jeans...)

he doesn’t stop searching you out, determined to prove to you he’s enough

you two after about a week and a half finally go out to hogsmeade on your first date

he takes you to the three broomsticks where you both drink butterbeer and make deep conversation for hours until close

there’s a point where he makes you laugh so hard you snort and spit out some of your butterbeer

which makes him snort and spit out his butterbeer

he realizes a couple things then:

1) he’s obsessed with the way you tell stories or talk passionately about the subjects you love. he adores watching how you light up everywhere in your body and talk so fast at points you can’t breathe

2) he wants to live in your head. he studies the way you think and watches you intently as you process punchlines and stories and memories and he realizes

i need to be something she thinks about

and without realizing it while you’re laughing super hard he puts his hand on the back of your neck and kisses you like it’s the last night on this planet

after about 12 seconds he pulls away and starts to turn red seeing your blank face unmoved

“i-i’m really sorry i promise i didnt mean to be that guy i just-“

and you’re pressing into him everywhere mouth and body and mind and he’s drinking you in like the butterbeer stained on his scarf and he is totally balls deep in love with you

you two are inseparable after that, making it official on the walk back to the castle

if you’re going on a stress tangent about how much work you have, for Beverly negative thought he’ll press a kiss to a pet of your face until you’re giggling and a mess and you’re kissing him back and then you’re on the table in the library...

“Georgie, you’re gonna kill my grades if we keep doing this!”

“You kill me everytime you blink for godric’s sake and yet here I am!”

he is a simp

he says he isn’t but anytime you bring out the “georgie, please” or “love, please” he turns to butter

fred thinks it’s the funniest shit and he capitalizes on it constantly

he calls you his little bird

most specifically his mockingbird because he claims you always set him at ease and make him feel like everything is centered

and he’s right, you do

you center the wild fire in him when he needs to breathe and look around

you see parts of him that aren’t balanced

there’s a night when you walk in on him just curled on his bed crying

your beautiful boy alone and sad and you instinctively start to cry too

You wrap your arms around him as he turns to you and buried his head in your lap. George, my love, what’s wrong?”

“I-I’m not like Fred I’m not like Charlie I’m sure as shit not like Bill I’m not like anyone that’s actually important” he chokes

“George-“

“No, you don’t understand, Y/N. I’m not good enough. For anyone. And I see it and hear about it everyday when my mum brags about how great her kids are and save us for last and when Fred can never shut up about how good he is at EXISTING and I-it swallows me whole, Y/N, I cant feel like this anymore” his body wracks out a harsh sob and you hold him like this

You hold him until he can start to fall asleep and you lay with him until you too, are asleep when he wakes up to tell you

“I love you. Forever, Y/N.”

And you push the hair off his lightly sweaty forehead and tell him “and I love YOU, George Weasley.” and you two fall back asleep happy crying in each other’s arms

he sees you struggle too

struggle with your workload

struggle with your own insecurities of not being good enough for him

telling him you’re just a girl that talks a lot about weird stuff and that you bring him down and he every time cups your face in his hands and pulls you down into him and says

“I love you here.” And kisses your forehead. “I love your mind.” And kisses below your earlobe “and I love you here. How you listen to people and always know what to say” and he kisses your nose “and I love you here, how you snort when you laugh really hard.” And he finally lands on your mouth, staying there for a moment, “and I love you most of all here. When you speak everything in your head and laugh and sing and talk and just breathe, my love. You’ve always been enough in all those places.” He presses one more kiss to your forehead and murmurs “I love you everywhere.”

anyway it’s time for spicy stuff

bow chicka wow wow as Fred would prolly say

George loves fucking you in the library it’s canon

he loves hoisting you on a table or against the stacks and murmuring against your skin how loud you are for him

“Is my little bird wanting to chirp a little louder?” He pries your thighs farther apart prompting a squeak and a small whine. “There it is, love, taking me so well...keep quiet, angel don’t want Pince to know how much of a cockslut you are for me writhing against the shelves do you?”

whew chile anyways

he also likes to touch you when you’re reading to him

but will stop and pull his face away from your neck and your hand from your core when you stop reading to him

“Angel, are you so much of a slut that you can’t focus on the words in front of you?”

“N-no, Georgie, oh my god right there”

“Thereeee, it is-“

mmmmm he’s hot fuck on GOD

when you guys slept together for the first time, he brought you to the *ding ding ding* restricted section after hours

he set up a whole ass blanket and relit the candles and brought pillows

it was very much making love to george and he whispered sweet nothings and praises in your ear the entire time

ugh what a MAN

anyway, TO THE BURROW WE GO!

molly fucking adores you

“My George brought home a beautiful Ravenclaw? Please know, Y/N he is an idiot most of the time and we wouldn’t be hurt if you found an out-“

“JESUS MUM LEAVE ME ALONE SKENSOWOWKWKKW”

again, Fred really does love you and enjoy your company

frequently comments about truly how unconditionally happy George has been, and how happy it makes him to see his younger twin so confident and full of joy

he also wouldn’t say this out loud but the more confident georgie gets, the better his prank plans become

i mean after all - he is the brains of the operations ;)

every chance he gets when you’re around his family or really anyone, he’ll sneak up behind you and plant a hearty kiss on your cheek and a quick “ILOVEYOU” in your ear before running off to do god knows what

oh, y’all bicker constantly

and by bicker i just mean argue about like

aliens

or is Wyoming a state

just like factually dumb but quirky shit

you’ve only had a fight like ONE time

and it was because George took a prank too far with Fred and you didn’t talk to him for an entire day

and because George has a lot of separation anxiety plus fear of abandonment he did not take it really well

You had gone back to your room after dinner in the Great Hall. For the whole day George didn’t eat. You knew because you hadn’t seen him anywhere in the Hall, and none of your classes. When you opened the door you saw him crouching knees pressed to his chest on your bed, he looked like a ghost. He met eyes with you and choked out a sob and ran to you, you opening your arms to hold him. “Please forgive me, Y/N I know you’re hurt but please don’t leave me I’ll be better next time I promise” he got faster and you knew he couldn’t breathe so you just whispered to him you weren’t going to leave you’ll be with him and you’ll stay and mistakes happen, you promise. “Georgie, I promise I’m never leaving. Okay?” He nodded into your shoulder, hunched into you. “I love you so much it hurts.” “I know, Georgie. I know.”

regardless for all his quirks and all his fears and hurts

there is nothing you wouldn’t do

to spend every waking moment with this boy

your love

and he, for the first time, knows he is enough

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Don’t Let The Frost Bite.

PROLOGUE

Falcon & Winter Soldier Au.

Series summary; Agent Fury and Sharon Carter had kept their secret for far too long and decide its finally time they knew of her.

Pairing; platonic!SamWilson/BuckyBarnes x OC.

Word Count; 601.

The long line at the coffee shop was the least of Sam Wilsons worries, although to be fair most of them somehow included either his work or insufferable friend, sometimes even both. Today it was the vague call he’d received from co-worker Sharon Carter, not that any other call wasn’t vague, but this time he had an itching feeling that it was different.

Picking up two coffees, he begins to make his way toward the compound munching on a cookie for his journey. Still curious as to what he’ll be told once he gets there.

Bucky Barnes was exactly 9 pages away from finishing his book when there was a knock on his apartment door. Sighing, he folds the corner of the page and sets the novel down. Taking less then 5 steps to get to the door and swinging it open carelessly.

“Morning.” Sharon greeted, giving him a smile.

Sharon Carter moved in the same apartment complex as Sam and him a few months beforehand, being literally across the hall from him and Sam a few doors down made it easy to do most thing. Sometimes they even carpooled to the compound. 

“What can I do for you, Sharon.” He asks, trying his best not to sound rude, but it was his day off and the only thing on his mind was finishing his book and maybe making a coffee.

“Fury wants you at the compound in 20, something important.” Bucky had to hold back letting out a sigh, instead giving a small nod of his head as she bids him a quick goodbye before rushing down the stairs.

Tugging on his shoes, and putting on a coat for the breezy fall air, he locks up his apartment and distastefully begins his short walk to the compound.

Sam was waiting for the two in the entrance of the building, two coffees in his hands, which Bucky’s eyes light up at the sight of. They wait a few more moments until Agent Fury emerges from a secure door, making his way toward them.

“Follow me.”

The give each other a confused look before following after him silently.

“I should have told you about this quite some time ago, but you weren’t ready.” the older man paused to unlock the concrete door he had come from beforehand.

Dull grey concrete walls at every angle made Bucky feel sick to his stomach, but what came next felt like a punch in the gut.

Behind clear glass sat a girl, no older than 17 laid comfortably in an old chair, novel in hand as her eyes skimmed over the pages. Hair that was almost white contrasted greatly against the orange of her jumpsuit. 

“Guinevere Murray, born November 1957 Washington DC. Reported missing 9 years later by her parents and never seen again until 20 years later, only thing strange was she looked barely a two years older. Since then been responsible for over a hundred confirmed kills.” 

“Hydra?” Bucky asks, not taking his eyes off the girl, remorse filling his brain.

“Yeah. We had to dig through a lot of files to find that information, they really didn’t want us finding her.” Sharon hands them a thick stack of files, both stamped with a large red ‘CONFIDENTIAL’ on the cover.

“Can she see us?” Sam asks.

“Nope, one way glass.” The woman says, as they get their last looks before retreating back into the grey corridor and out to the main area.

“You have a week to learn everything about her, before I’m sending you in. She’s got valuable information and you guys are our best option.” he pauses, halting his stride to turn to the two.

“Especially you Agent Barnes.”

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tv show moodboards: criminal minds

“Evil is always unspectacular and always human. And shares our bed…and eats at our table” - W.H. Auden

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Reblog if you're a Hufflepuff.

gryffindor | ravenclaw | slytherin

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Shipping Jeid is a disease get well soon ✨💜

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Reblog if you're shorter than 5'8.

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do you like nicknames, like love, babe etc bc i don’t want to make you uncomfortable if i send you an anon. if you do like nicknames can you specify what ones????

Yeah I love nicknames! Any along the lines of Bebe/bub/hun

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