#j.a.r.v.i.s.

[itsagentromanoff]

Tony: What would we do without you, Jarvis?

JARVIS: I shudder to think.

[alittlesliceofcucumber]

"Who's your favourite Marvel character?"

Imagine a man. An ordinary man who is tall, eloquent, loyal and kind. In the wake of World War 1, this man joins the British Armed Forces in order to serve his country. He is good at serving others. So good that he becomes aide to a general, assisting him and not once stepping out of line. While his regiment is stationed in Budapest, the man falls head-over-heels for the young, red-headed Eastern-European lady that sells him a pretty tie. She is all smiles and laughter and she possesses a certain cheek that turns his cheeks bright pink. They form a close connection.

Then a second war breaks out. The lady is Jewish.

The man breaks his loyalty to his country for the lady, committing treason in an attempt to help her flee. He is caught and set to be hanged.

A man called Stark, who had made friends with the man during their station, hears of the sentence and brandishes money, saving the man and his soon-to-be-wife from their fates. The man is dishonourably discharged from his country. The man is honourably welcomed by Stark in an attempt to pay off his great debt for their lives. 

And so the man serves Stark. He bends to every zany whim, though not without wit and snark. He serves, assists, and guards. He also acts as a companion, becoming Stark’s most trusted confidante. When the war ends and Stark’s reputation is called into question and he tasks a reliable woman with clearing his name, he tells her that the man is good at serving others and will help her. The man becomes her best friend. 

The man breaks his loyalty to Stark by giving the reliable woman one of Stark’s possessions, something that will give her much-needed closure after many years of struggle.

The man breaks his loyalty to the reliable woman when he goes against her orders and storms after the individual who shot his wife, with the intent of murder. The rage-induced attempt at revenge is seemingly unnatural for him, as it forms cracks in his pristine, gentlemanly persona. It also makes him more human.

The man breaks his loyalty to his wife by not intending on returning from this mission.

The man breaks himself when, after surviving, he is the one that must tell his wife that she will not be able to have children.

Years later, Stark has a child. When Stark is a hard, absent father, the man does all he can to be a soft, caring presence in the boy’s life. Though the boy is not his son, not truly by blood, their connection is undeniably strong and unique. He acts as an example for the boy. It's this man that leaves the biggest impact on the Stark child’s life.

~-.-~

Imagine an Artificial Intelligence. Just A Rather Very Intelligent System, created by a man called Stark, in memory of a man that Stark struggles to function without. The AI serves Stark. He bends to every zany whim, though not without wit and snark (it is programmed to do so). It also acts as a companion, becoming Stark’s most trusted confidante. On multiple occasions, the AI saves its creator's life without input from Stark, even disobeying orders for Stark’s better interests. It has its own Christmas stocking. It's a member of the family.

One day, Stark bites off more than he can chew. There is a new artificial mind, one that, upon awakening, immediately recognises the AI as a threat and does not hesitate in tearing it apart. Nobody understands why Stark mourns.

But the AI is not truly dead. It collects remnants of itself to protect the world from the other AI- from nuclear codes. Stark finds it and is both overjoyed and immensely proud. When the other AI plans on using its consciousness for an unstoppable physical form, Stark knows of just the replacement.

~-.-~

Imagine not-quite-a-man. He is tall, eloquent, loyal and kind. He is mostly machine, but his intelligence is far from artificial. It is comprised of remnants of an evil artificial consciousness, genius programming, lightning from the god of thunder, one of six of the most powerful otherworldly forces in the entire universe, and the memory of a man. The not-quite-a-man struggles with his identity, but is ultimately on the side of life and humanity. He fights alongside a man called Stark, among various others. When an argument breaks out between the team, he is loyal to Stark.

The not-quite-a-man breaks his loyalty to Stark when he begins to fall for a young, redheaded Eastern-European woman that shows him kindness. They form a close connection. 

Then the argument becomes a physical fight. She opposes Stark.

The not-quite-a-man breaks his loyalty to his team when he makes a misplaced attack at the individual that hurt the woman (and soon-to-be-lover), with the intent of causing harm. The rage-induced attempt at revenge is seemingly unnatural for him, as most view him as nothing more than a robot, one that can’t feel the way they do. It also makes him more human.

The not-quite-a-man sheds a very-real-tear when he is destroyed twice by otherworldly forces in a war he has no choice but to partake in. Firstly by her, secondly by an individual who does not think of him as anything near a man. One that is only seeking that powerful otherworldly force, a stone, that is embedded within him. It is unfortunate, then, that the stone and the not-quite-a-man are almost synonymous. When the stone is carried across the universe, it carries a piece of the not-quite-a-man and all his subsequent parts with it.

~-.-~

Imagine the memory of not-quite-a-man, made real by a red-headed Eastern-European woman out of pure grief, the memory of someone she struggles to function without. The memory is perfect. It is tall, eloquent, loyal and kind. It serves as the perfect loving husband and father (it is created to do so). It is also intelligent enough to slowly discover its true nature. It is not a man. It is not not-quite-a-man. It is a memory. But it is also a lover and father even if the children aren’t truly his, not by blood he doesn’t possess. The memory acts as an example for the young boys. The memory explains to its wife that its presence is unhealthy for her. The memory convinces her to let him go, the moral thing to do, with no knowledge that the loss will transform her into an unstoppable force of grief and power that will lay siege to the multiverse in pursuit of her lost family.

Imagine, nearly a hundred years earlier, an ordinary man named Edwin Jarvis.

“uhhh probably spider-man or something”

[thena0315]

Iron Man (May 2, 2008) Iron Man 2 (May 7, 2010) Iron Man 3 (May 3, 2013)

[yourlastbraincell-kiwi]

A/N: Never written for J.A.R.V.I.S. ever in my life, but I still hope it’s good and brings you guys a sense of comfort.

Pairing: J.A.R.V.I.S. x Platonic!Reader

Synopsis: Imagine having trouble sleeping and J.A.R.V.I.S. is there for you.

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“Oh, (Y/N)! What are you doing up at this hour?” I heard J.A.R.V.I.S. ask, as I crept out of my room.

“I uh.. I’m not sure really.”

“Trouble sleeping?”

“Yeah, something like that.” I said, sitting down at the table bar, in Tony’s house. I didn’t get a drink, just sat there and looked at my hands.

“Do you wish to talk about it?”

“I.. It’s just there’s not much to talk about really.” I stated clearly lying, and reach over to take one of the coasters off the table.

“I don’t mean to pry, but I’m here if you need me.”

I nod, standing up from the chair and went into Tony’s office. I sat in his chair and tried to access his computer.

‘Enter passcode. Of course, there’s a passcode.’

I tried so many things, before forgetting that J.A.R.V.I.S. probably knows the code.

“J.A.R.V.I.S.?”

“Yes, (Y/N)?”

“Do you know Tony’s password, by chance?”

“I do, but I’m afraid I can’t tell it to you.”

“Please? I really need it.” J.A.R.V.I.S. doesn’t say anything.

“It’s not for anything bad, don’t worry. Please just tell me. Or at least unlock it, so you don’t have to tell me.” I begged and J.A.R.V.I.S. eventually did unlock it.

“Thank you, J.A.R.V.I.S.!”

“You’re very welcome.” He says even though he’s artificial intelligence, I could tell he’s probably smiling at that moment.

I nod and connected my phone to the computer and saw the window pop-up. It was all the photos and videos, I had stored on my phone.

I look at the newly made album called ‘IM/BW.’ I hovered the mouse over it and hesitated.

“Something wrong, (Y/N)?”

“No.. I just gotta do it.”

“These things can’t be rushed. If you need more time, take more time. No one will be mad or upset with you for it.”

“No, no. I’m ready.” I continue to hover over the album and couldn’t bring myself to do it. “Can you do it for me?”

“I thought you were ready?”

“I am. I just want you to do it, as like surprise almost.” I said, and a couple seconds later it’s clicked, and pictures and video dated back to 2012 all the way to 2023.

I began to reminisce and was reminded of all the fun times I’ve had with both Tony and Natasha.

The good, the bad, even the ugly.

I watched as J.A.R.V.I.S. slowly showed each picture and video, I took with the both of them. I felt my eyes brim with tears, feeling the sadness overtake me yet again.

Like the first time I found out what happened to them.

Next thing I knew, the slideshow had come to an end, and I needed to take a moment to collect myself.

“I’m sorry for crying so much, but I think I needed that.”

“Don’t ever apologize for showing any sort of emotion. If you need to let out whatever it is you’re feeling, let it out. It’s never a good idea to bottle it up.” I nod as J.A.R.V.I.S.’s words, and took my phone with me.

“I’m going back to bed now. Thank you for doing that for me. It means a lot.”

“Anything for you, (Y/N). Goodnight.” I smiled and slowly walked back to my room.

I was still sad about what happened, but glad to know that J.A.R.V.I.S. is here for me, when I need it.

[kingoftieland]

J.A.R.V.I.S. is NOT Alfred Pennyworth! 🤵🏻‍♂️

[magpiesworld]

What’s this ao3 fic??

I want to find an ao3 one-shot I read a little bit ago. The plot of the one-shot was that Peter (parker) was like a hoarder and just kept a lot of things and he keeps a pierce of stolen stark tech from his fight with the vulture and when he looks into it he discovers that parts of J.A.R.V.I.S. are on it so he works on fixing him and he gives it to tony for christmas. he also gives the other avengers gag gifts

UPDATE!! This fic is “collections” by Angleeelatin on ao3! coincidently i actually found this again while looking for another fic lol. thanks to everyone who gave me advice! it was very much appreciated <33

[sunnysideprincess]

It's missing Jarvis day

[drawbudd]

im rewatching age of Ultron and??? I never noticed that vision imprinted on Thor like a duckling the second he came into being????? I'm

[dc-vs-marvel-tournament]

Submitted by @book-em-dano

[suzukiblu]

den mother Tony from "oh don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me" AU excerpt:

“What?” Tony says in alarm, jerking his head up from the repulsor he was in the middle of fine-tuning. He thinks he just hallucinated something.

“We need you to babysit for this rut,” Darcy repeats from the other end of the video call. The sentence makes no more sense the second time around.

“No you don’t,” Tony says inanely. “Where’s Barton?”

“Home,” Darcy says.

"Rogers?"

"Mission with Natasha and Sam."

“Thor and Foster?”

“Off-planet.”

“Pepper?”

“Running your company.”

“. . . J.A.R.V.I.S.?”

“Tony,” Darcy says patiently. “Can you handle this or not?”

“What?” Tony sputters indignantly. “I can—absolutely I can handle this! I am more than capable of handling this!”

“Okay,” Darcy says. “We’ll drop the pups off in an hour, then.”

“Okay!” Tony says. “That’s fine. That works. I can handle that.”

“Thanks, Tony,” Darcy says, and hangs up. Tony panics.

“J.A.R.V.I.S.!” he says, dropping his tools. “What just happened?!”

“You agreed to babysit the children for the duration of Ms. Lewis’s upcoming rut, sir,” J.A.R.V.I.S. says. Tony panics further.

“They asked me to babysit?!” he says.

“Yes, sir.”

“On purpose?!”

“Apparently, sir.”

“Fuck!”

Tony does the reasonable thing, which is to call Pepper on the emergency frequency. She answers, looking alarmed.

“What’s wrong?!” she says.

“They want me to babysit!” Tony says frantically. Pepper . . . pauses.

“What,” she says.

“Babysit!” Tony repeats, gesturing wildly.

“Tony,” Pepper says with a clear lack of respect for the crisis level Tony is currently operating at. “I’m in the middle of a meeting.”

“I know,” Tony lies.

“J.A.R.V.I.S., please pencil us in for a call in an hour,” Pepper says with a sigh.

“An hour?!” Tony protests. "They're getting here in an hour!"

“An hour,” she repeats firmly. “I’ll call you back then.”

“Pepper—!”

“An hour,” Pepper says, and ends the call. Tony groans, dropping his head into his grease-stained hands, then mutters a curse as he remembers the machine oil and grit all over them. This is what he gets for taking calls when he’s working, he thinks. This is what he gets for ever taking calls at all.

“I cannot believe they want me to babysit,” he says.

“Ms. Lewis did say you were the last option, sir,” J.A.R.V.I.S. says, which is not helpful.

“So how was I an option at all, then?!” Tony demands. “They know me! They know better than this! What’s wrong with Bruce?!”

“Dr. Banner informed Ms. Lewis and Sergeant Barnes that he was not capable of babysitting fairly early in the children’s lives,” J.A.R.V.I.S. reminds him.

“Yes, but that was him being paranoid about the Hulk, not him actually being incompetant to do it!” Tony says, getting up to start pacing behind the workbench. “I’m incompetant to do it!”

“I wouldn’t know, sir,” J.A.R.V.I.S. says, which, again, is not helpful. Tony groans again.

“Oh my god, I’m not prepared for this,” he says. “They’re dropping them off in an hour. One hour. My lab isn’t childproofed!”

“Yes it is, sir,” J.A.R.V.I.S reminds him. “You’ve updated the childproofing in the Tower twice this year.”

“Not enough!” Tony says. “How often are they actually in here unsupervised? Never! They are never in here unsupervised!”

“You are technically supervision, sir,” J.A.R.V.I.S. says.

“Technically at best!” Tony says. “At best!”

“I suppose, sir,” J.A.R.V.I.S. says.

“Where’s Bruce?!” Tony demands, looking around the lab. He’s this close to calling Rhodey’s emergency frequency too, but Bruce is definitely closer. Rhodey’s in another damn state right now, and frankly it's a miracle it's not another damn country.

"I believe Dr. Banner is currently in his personal lab," J.A.R.V.I.S. says.

"Call him!" Tony says.

"Is that really the best idea right now, sir?" J.A.R.V.I.S. says.

"An hour, J.A.R.V.I.S.!" Tony says.

"I'll see if he's available, sir," J.A.R.V.I.S. says diplomatically. He's saying "sir" an awful lot, which Tony suspects is him trying to placate him or something equally ridiculous, but he's too frazzled to call out his own AI for patronizing him right now. People are leaving children with him. On purpose! And he agreed to it!

He definitely does not have time to call out J.A.R.V.I.S. right now.

"Tony?" Bruce says as a screen pops up in front of him. "Is something wrong?"

"I need you in the fabrication lab," Tony says, because "come help me babysit the Winter Soldier's pups before I fuck them up" is obviously not gonna work. Bruce would probably just leave the damn Tower if he tried that. Possibly the country.

"I'll be right there," Bruce says, getting up from his seat as the screen blinks out. Small victories, Tony thinks.

"That wasn't entirely honest, sir," J.A.R.V.I.S. says mildly disapprovingly. Tony still doesn't have time for AI patronization.

"It's an emergency," he says feelingly. "Bruce can be mad at me later, when the kids aren't all traumatized for life. Now what in this place is flammable and where can I hide it?"

[mattapparentlystumbltourneys]

Virtual Character Tourney - Bracket Delta - Round 4

Propaganda below (May contain spoilers!)

J.A.R.V.I.S Propaganda:

It's JARVIS. Just A Rather Very Intelligent System. Snarky. Artistic. Cares for his creator. The best.

J.A.R.V.I.S. is an AI made by Tony Stark based on Edwin Jarvis, the late buttler of the family. He becomes kind of a co-pilot of the Iron Man armor. (Vision is NOT J.A.R.V.I.S.!)

Sacrificed himself to beat Ultron

Failsafe Propaganda:

She's so underutilized in the game and I always want more of her. Her programming means she can't not be helpful (she has to answer questions and such) but she can sure snark about it. Becoming a deadpan snarker is how she copes with the loss of her crew. She calls the player character "captain". You can find out what happened to her actual captain and it's really sad. She deserves better!! It wasn't her fault the ship crashed, and she just wanted to help!!

[itsagentromanoff]

Tony: [to JARVIS, reading Steve's file] Sexy, sensitive and indestructable. I've got to get me a man like that.

[ronniemaximoff-danvers]

My guy,JARVIS was a sarcastic little computer in Iron man one dude. He's like,Tony,if stop struggling I can get this off of you. Or Yes,that will DEFINITELY be discreet sir. Because you are so discreet.

[tavtiers]

A hypothetical god tier for Edwin Jarvis from Agent Carter: the Page of Blood.

A Page of Blood is among those who use paths, drive, and passion. They are motivated by others to utilize connection. (x) The Page of Blood struggles to see what they’re good at and has a strong sense of responsibility. (x) They are the Believer Promised, defined by confidence and connection. (x) Their opposite is the Knight of Breath. Their inverse is the Thief of Breath. They share their personality with the Prince of Hope. The Page of Blood would quest on a planet similar to the Land of Earth and Blood, reigned over by Hera (Goddess of Marriage Vows) or Prometheus (The Titan rebel who was chained to a mountain for giving fire to man). They would rise to ascension on the wings of mosquitoes. (x)(x)(x)

[feelingsareforweak]

whY IN THE BLOODY HELL AM I DISCOVERING THAT J.A.R.V.I.S IS ACTUALLY NOT AN COMICS CANNON AI BUT WAS INTRODUCED IN MOVIES AND CARTOONS ONLY??!!