#tony pov

[sunnysideprincess]

Tony, with all his reputation as a playboy billionaire, is a little slow on the uptake. Natasha noticed this shortly after moving in with the team. He was genuinely unaware of the way ladies would drag their sunglasses down to their nose just to see the swing of his hips or the slow roll of his shirt sleeves. Pepper, despite their mutually thought break up, still drools a little when Tony's nimble fingers work the tie loose. And yeah, Nat wouldn't say no to a wild weekend away with the genius on a secluded cabin on the hill—doing nasty, nasty things to that tush.

But nothing compares Tony's oblivious nature when it comes to the men around him.

The way he drives Tiberus Stone crazy during the Met Gala, wearing a corset that's tight enough to give Victorian Era ladies a run for their money. The way one of the military brats shamelessly stares at his throat, licking his lips and subtly adjusting his pants. The way Barnes whines when Tony comes out of the armor, wearing the tight-just right-flight suit. The way Steve punches a hole in the refridgerator when he sees his shirt sitting loose on Tony's bare chest. (Apparently Tony and Nat are the resident clothing thieves. She doesn't disagree because Bruce's shirts and Clint's jackets look good on her.)

She sees it while tracing the spots on her mug. The resident genius billionaire is listing sideways, on the verge of falling off his perch on the counter top—because normal seats are for losers, he said. His head bumps on the shelving unit above and he mutters a curse, stretches his arm up to swat at it like it's a fly. But her attention catches at the stillness of two super soldiers staring at the patch of skin—a tiny sliver around the waist, the curve of the hip bone winking at them.

Tony yawns, jumps down to the floor and the loosely fitted sweats slide an inch below their designated spot. Something cracks and Nat watches them—the two Brooklyn boys pushing away their broken chopsticks and slowly, with the stillness of a pack of predators, rising up from their seats.

"I'm gonna go upstairs, use my bed for once," Tony tells them and sends Nat a slow smile. A knowing one.

He swings his hips around, humming an off beat tune and doesn't bother checking his own disheveled state of clothes.

It takes them all a moment to understand, and then Steve and Barnes are racing out of the kitchen after him, only to have the elevator doors slam on their faces.

Huh.

Looks like Tony might not be so oblivious after all.

[erinwantstowrite]

I just heard the song Slipping Through My Fingers and immediately remembered the first chapter of LoF literally started crying

that whole song can summarize peter and tony's relationship tbh,,, quite literally every time tony thinks they've got it and he understands peter well, he blinks and peter's getting older and more stuff is happening (he wouldn't trade it for the world)

[k-wame]

Upcoming Sky Atlantic/AMC TV Limited Series 'Mary & George' adaptation by Creator D.C. Moore.

[marvellover76]

Steve: Alright, who's turn is it to give a pep talk?

Tony: Y/n's.

Y/n, takes a deep breath: Alright people let's fuck shit up and not die!

Bruce, burying his head in his hands: Oh my god...

Thor: Very inspiring, lady Y/n.

[themadknightuniverse]

Tell me again

[thrillersbark]

[chonidale]

now that it's done, there's not one thing that i would change my life was a storm since i was born how could i fear any hurricane?

— francesca by hozier

[jen-with-a-pen]

⊹-୨୧-⊹𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓⊹-୨୧-⊹

⊹–SUMMARY–⊹ Inexperienced and still freshly-traumatized by his first heartbreak, Steve Rogers decides to finally move away for college after taking two gap years to work, save, and help his Ma around the house. It’ll be good for him. Away from his ex. Away from his hometown. He's excited to finally chase his dreams and begin again as a promising fine arts student at Richards College. Well, almost. Thanks to a generous scholarship spanning the next four years of his life, Steve is required to participate in on-campus Greek life. It’s simple: join a frat. They shouldn't be too intimidating. At least they're not as bad as they are in the movies, right? Right..?

⊹–PAIRINGS–⊹ Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers x Film Student!Sorority Sister!F!Reader

⊹–WARNINGS–⊹ more to be added as series progresses frat bros being frat bros, sorority sisters being sorority sisters, manipulation, coercion, blackmail, fluff, angst, whump, explicit forced s3xual acts, slow burn, dissociation, nud1ty, dubcon (bordering noncon), forced drvgging, mentions of kidnapping, emotional damage, Steve's just trying his best, Bucky and Sam are major frat bros, Tony and Clint are somewhere I swear The warnings listed here are not exhaustive but generally encapsulate the series as a whole and do not represent every single chapter. Please be mindful and read the chapter warnings!

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The Richards College Playlist

Steve's Playlist

any art featured in the series title header and story-specific dividers was found on pinterest and is used in good faith. all credit goes to the original artists, as i could not find accurate credit for any. collage done by me

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ALL TIED UP: STEVE'S WEEK

–⊹– One: Saturday, currently.

–⊹– Two: Last Monday.

–⊹– Three: Last Tuesday.

–⊹– Four: Last Wednesday.

–⊹– Five: Last Thursday.

–⊹– Six: Saturday, still.

–⊹– Seven: Last Friday.

–⊹– Eight: Saturday, again.

–⊹– Nine: Saturday, again.

[kai-rio]

realised people might want this, so here!!

a beckory playlist me and my friend @justjanee made, with almost 900 songs (aiming for 1000)! mix of angst and fluff :)

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #104

Fic set a while after Civil War where Spider-Man has been kidnapped. Tony, desperate, breaks down and calls the Rogues for help.

All of the Rogues notice how dedicated Tony is to finding his friend. It'd be admirable if it wasn't also kind of terrifying. He doesn't even seem to have the energy to still be mad at them; he's completely single-focus.

(Maybe Steve even tries to apologize and Tony just stops him like, "God I do not have time for this. Help me get Spider-Man back alive and I'll forgive you." "…just like that?" "Yes. Why are you still here?")

All of this leads to a raid on a Hydra base. The team finally locates Spider-Man, who has clearly been the victim of brutal medical torture and is kind of out of it and terrified and…is a kid?

The team is shocked. The kid is still freaking out (maybe he's drugged, or just that traumatized, or he doesn't recognize these armed strangers and thinks they're with the kidnappers), when Tony finally bursts into the room.

Peter chokes out, "Dad?"

Big hugging crying comforting scene, Tony's holding onto this kid desperately, terrified, and the Rogues behind him are just like… ?!??????

How did none of them EVER KNOW that Tony had a son? Is this new or has he been there the whole time? Now that they think back on it, it's clear that Rhodey, Pepper, and Happy knew what was going on. Clint recalls Tony's frantic behavior during the search, recognizes the protective, panicked way he's holding onto Peter, sees how even though Peter is still crying, he's also melted onto Tony now, like he can finally trust that he's completely safe. He reflects on his own past judgements of Tony and feels inexplicably ashamed. Steve is, predictably, guilty and heartbroken. They're all just so shocked.

...did they ever know Tony at all?

[theycallmeinterstellar]

Tony’s decision to move out to the woods, as far removed from the tech and city that both supported and haunted him for so long, is a decision that will make me think forever.

Did he go on trips to a cabin when he was younger? Has he ever taken quick trips into nature when he’s feeling overwhelmed? Did he build that cabin himself whenever he needed an escape?

[ncis-best]

Gibbs reaction to you cussing.

You’re working on some files as usual at your desk, Gibbs was in a meeting today so you had to do some of his work. Things were going pretty smoothly today so your mood was on a good balance this evening. Until Tony walked in, lately he’s been picking at you like a baby and you’ve been trying not to make a scene due to the fact you have a job to maintain.

“what do we got?” The grey haired man spoke walking in. “Dead officer found on 42 second street” you said trying to sound more focused. Tony on the other hand kept tugging at your hair and it was starting to piss you off more and more. You tried to keep your composure until- “TONY CUT THAT SHIT OUT” with full bass in your voice you set Tony straight, earning a approval nods from the rest of the crew and one shocked look from Gibbs. While recovering from the loud outburst you felt a figure standing behind you. “Good girl” was all you heard before turning around, Gibbs gives you smirk that you’ll never forget. .

THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO BARE WITH MEE

[valyrfia]

exactly if I wanted best friends I would be into piarles which is probably the charles ship i'm least interested in even tho pierre is very obviously the driver charles is closest to in real life

I'm simply not compelled by Piarles, but I've never been compelled by friends to lovers type ships because that's not what I enjoy. I think Piarles makes for an excellent friends to lovers, as does Maxiel but considering my taste in ships outside of F1 is all Rhaenicent, Drarry, Stevetony–Lestappen was going to be a no brainer for me. If I thought their dynamic was just 'best friends', I wouldn't enjoy it. Simple as.

[johnnystorms]

Your name is Steve Rogers. You are not afraid to die.

-

When you dream, there is a tower. Sometimes a mansion; sometimes nothing at all, just a winding, open road and the endless thrum of a bike between your thighs, more power than you thought possible.

Mostly, when you dream, it's like this:

The curve of a smile, the left corner lifted a little higher than the right. Muffled laughter, buried in the crook of your neck, and the scratching of facial hair against your throat. An arm wrapped around your waist, your own slung around a shoulder. A line of heat down your side. Sleek laboratories filled with gizmos you don't have words for, shiny enough that your dream-eyes just glance over them, always hunting out the one living thing in the room, dark circles under blue eyes and a tired smile and a metallic thud when you tap at his chest.

Sometimes there are gods, and monsters, and things you never thought you would see—never thought you could even dream—but at the heart of all of them is the same story. People will always do things they didn't think possible when something they want is on the line. Sometimes it's a person, sometimes it's power, sometimes it's a thing so vast and unbelievable you will never understand. But someone will.

You'll say, but all those people, and someone else will say, she doesn't care about that. You'll say, we have to help them, and someone else will say, that's not up to us anymore. You'll say, please, and he'll look at you, exhausted, and say, I don't know how to do this with you.

He will look up at you, that self-deprecating half-smile on his face, and your heart will burn with it. You will burn with it, and you will say, I had no-one. Nothing. You gave me a purpose, somewhere to belong. You gave me a home.

Sometimes the world is ending in your dreams, fire and fury and something violent coursing through your bloodstream, and you see his face and you want to put your fist right through it. Sometimes the world is quiet, and it's that early hour when the morning blue is starting to fade to a pale gold, and he smiles at you, and you ache with the desire for something different.

It feels -- like something slipping through your fingers. Dreams that could be memories, except you don't have names for anything in them. Things that feel real, but you can't catch long enough to hold onto.

Maybe the war has taken more from you than you realised. You gave it your body, your beliefs, your fists and your spirit. You knew it would take your peace. You did not realise it you gave it your dreams too.

-

Your name is Steve Rogers, and one day, you will wake up.

[harleycao]

I just wanted to share some of the different playlists I've made! They're all "in love/a relationship with [character]" and character playlists.

Here they are!

my character playlists

dc

clark kent

dick grayson

harley quinn

jason todd

john constantine

oliver queen (comics version)

sara lance (cw/arrowverse)

marvel

matt murdock

tony stark

other

dean winchester

remus lupin

sirius black

star (from "the lost boys" (1987)

"pov: in love/in a relationship with [character]" playlists

dc

in love with bruce wayne

in love with pattinson!bruce wayne

in love with clark kent

in love with smallville!clark kent

in love with dick grayson

in love with jason todd

in love with titans!jason todd

in love with john constantine

in love with john constantine (v2) (aka the tragic version) (wip)

in love with oliver queen (comics version)

marvel

in love with frank castle

in love with loki

in love with matt murdock

in love with tasm!peter parker

in love with tony stark

other

in love with dean winchester

in love with sirius black

I will be updating this as i create more so keep an eye out!