#Tony Stark RP

[the-ironman]

Ah, I love it that I am cool.

Tony Stark Avengers (2023) #17

[the-ironman]

Carefully bites :D

@peterparker-who

"What... What are you carefully biting, Peter?"

[mr-tony-stark]

// closed starter for @norabarnes143

Tony had been up for a few days now.  He wasn’t great at sleeping at the best of times, but since the whole ‘hole-in-the-sky-with-aliens-pouring-out’ debacle, he’d been having nightmares.  He was scared to go back to sleep, not that he’d admit that to anyone.

He’d been distracting himself in the lab when he wasn’t actively out being Iron Man or taking meetings with people. Since the Battle for New York, he’d made twenty-three new versions of his Iron Man armor.  All the different versions lined the walls of his workshop in different cases.

He was waning though.  In the past when he felt like this, he’d head out to a club, pick out someone to take home, and hope the sex would give him an endorphin high that would get him a few hours of uninterrupted sleep.  Tonight, he went to the communal kitchen to make himself the strongest coffee he could.

When he stepped into the room he was surprised to find Clint up.  “Hey, Legolas,” he said, beelining to the coffee machine.  “Can’t sleep?”

[alloiys]

❝    i am ashes where i once was fire.   ❞       he'd designed  detail after detail,     he'd studied the algorithmic designs to parallel even stark industries' prototypic achievements.     [    you look like you've eaten the sun,     like you drank so much sunlight you're drowning in it.      iron man, did you make those monsters yourself?  ]   

MARA'S   BELOVED TONY   STARK.     ♡      revamped.   credit,

[the-ironman]

Which nobody will.

"with great power comes great responsibility" but does responsibility pay for takeout? no. no it does not.

[starvingscotch]

Hey kiddo

@tony-starkinator

hi dad!

i’ll meet you in the lab? i’ve got some school stuff i need help with :)

[directorstrk]

#DIRECTORSTRK.  Everybody wants a happy ending. Right? But it doesn't always roll that way. Maybe this time. I'm hoping if you play this back, it's in celebration. I hope families are reunited, I hope we get it back and something like a normal version of the planet has been restored, if there ever was such a thing. God, what a world. Universe, now. If you told me ten years ago that we weren't alone, let alone, you know, to this extent, I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised, but come on. The epic forces of dark and light that have come in to play. And for better or worse, that's the reality Morgan's gonna have to find a way to grow up in. So I thought I better record a little greeting, in the case of an untimely death, on my part. I mean, not that death at any time isn't untimely. This time travel thing we're gonna try and pull off tomorrow, it's got me scratching my head about the survivability of it all. Then again that's the hero gig. Part of the journey is the end. What am I even tripping for? Everything's gonna workout exactly the way it's supposed to.

ind. private & selective tony stark from marvel. heavily headcanon based. mcu with 616 influence. flown by sasha. sideblog to @ziminiysoldat

[the-ironman]

Tony saw this and instantly found out the number of this woman. It was actually quite easy. Hilarious easy even. "So, Miss Fisk, you want to take my daughter out for a girls' night?", he asked directly, not bothering for a hello. And a introduction wasn't necessarily. She would recognise his voice soon enough.

This one's mine 😊

[writtentragedies]

yooo. as always, i'm too lazy to work on a self promo right now plus would just rather focus on finally doing some writing over here !! so like or reblog this if you'd be interested in writing with a sorta horror-themed multimuse blog featuring characters from SPN, RE, TWD, asoiaf & marvel and i'll check out your blog / follow you so we can start interacting. :D p.s. not new to tumblr and have roleplayed most of these characters before btw, preferred writing style is para / multi-para & i will be not writing with minors.

[agentnamed]

"You've been through the wars, haven't you?"

[the-ironman]

Hello Boss. I have a very important question.

And I may have a answer. Shoot, FRIDAY.

[astghazurk]

୨⎯ "NEW INTERACTION CALL" ⎯୧

↳ LIKE if it’s okay for Jessica to interact with you and your muse!!

↳ REPLY if there is a specific relationship you want with her!! (Romantic, familial, friends, etc)

↳ Rt to spread!! ‧₊˚.

[ironman-withaplan]

It has come to my attention that @thepresidentloki has issued a speech.

@captain-rogers-for-president will issue his statement in three hours.

[mr-tony-stark]

Continued from here...

Tony took hold of the waist band of her panties and dragged them down. "Oh yeah, that's a good one. Can be a little much, but you can get drunk off it."

He tossed her underwear away and slowly licked up the inside of her thigh. "Is that what you want? To just be the passive victim here? To not get a say in what happens to you right now?"

@firestorm-heroes

[knives-and-magic-rp]

This time, Dela's tired expression softens. Her scarred hands slowly reach for the two bottles and bring them closer. Her eyes lock on Tony but no longer with suspicion; instead, they almost have a sense of... sympathy? Maybe even a tad of guilt.

The woman sighs, resting the bottles on the table before her.

"You have been... oddly nice despite everything and I don't like owning favors. So, if you let me... I would like to return your generosity."

Tony Stark was sure he was dead. He was dying before, or at a point in time he was dying. And he was use to that. He was use to putting on face and keep going. It was the Stark way. It was Tony's way. Yet no matter how many times he got knocked down, he was back.

Tony right now, was sitting looking in front of him. His expression was.. unsure. Stuff happen, he almost died, and now he was... built different. LITERALLY

"Friday" he called out as he rolled in his chair. " Yess Boss" came a irish voice. It brought him comfort. Maybe not like Javis, but it gave him ... hope? " Pen in a 3 am watch cat videos on youtube," he mumble as he sighed running his hand through this need to be comb hair. " Boss, are you.." Tony cut her off as he finally notice someone walked into the room. " Please don't tell Pepper, or Happy or..."

[mr-t-stark]

One second he was somewhere between life and death--he remembers the echo of the snap and the sensation of fire trailing through half his body, remembers hearing unrecognisable voices, speaking directly through his ears; overlapping whispers that clashed atop and over each other--and the next second, he's alive.

The first thing he notices when he wakes up is the arc reactor on his chest. The second is the gauntlet, still fully intact on his hand, quickly followed by a sense of panic at both its presence and the absence of the stones on it.

Did the snap work? Was Thanos defeated? Did something go wrong?

"Boss?" a familiar voice says to him tentatively.

"FRIDAY?" he says, shocked at his own voice and how he's still able to speak. "What... How did... What the fuck happened?"

What follows is an almost hesitant pause from FRIDAY.

"I'm not sure," is what she says eventually, "It seems you've somehow survived, Mr. Stark."

Tony cards a hand through his hair. He looks down at his chest, and the arc reactor lodged deep in it like it had once before. Carefully, he lifts his fingers towards it, feeling the cold metal.

"It..."

"It seems you have the arc reactor with you, boss." she points out the obvious, "I detect a very high energy signature from it."

He frowns.

"Higher than it was before?"

"Yes."

Tony pauses, wills himself not to panic, and forces his mind to think.

The next thought that goes through his mind is strong and loud and incredibly definite, like a large neon sign with multiple blinking, lit arrows pointing at it: Doctor Strange. The wizard is the only person who could explain what happened, if the snap is reversed, if everything they've been through worked out in the end, and of course, the billionaire dollar question: how the fuck he's still alive right now.

It was an almost unconscious reaction as he tries to call upon his armour, and is relieved to find that his suit still exists.

What happens next feels like a blur of events more than anything. He doesn't exactly remember what happened other than a sense of desperation that he needs to get to Strange as soon as possible. He remembers getting directions from FRIDAY, and the almost dangerous speed he was flying in with his suit, but once everything is over and he reaches his destination, all those details seem irrelevant.

Tony stares for a moment at the building in front of him, the sense of desperation spiking up tenfold.

He knocks at the door.

@dr-s-strange