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thecaptaiin:

So i’m sure you noticed my lack of activity here and on my other marvel blogs.  The truth is my anxiety has been ramped up something fierce, with everything that is going on tumblr and not to mention some real life stuff.. it’s been difficult to muster up the energy to be a decent rp partner. 

Most of my anxiety has been caused by the fact that I was suppose to have surgery tomorrow and it’s been.. really fucking with my anxiety but my luck sucks so and the surgeon’s office rescheduled it for next friday rather than tomorrow. So now i get a whole extra week of anxiety and not being able to sleep because of anxiety. 

If I am.. not myself, this is probably why. Now i know it’s not excuse for shitty behavior and I am entirely sure I will apologize a billion times once I realize that i’ve been shitty.. but please try not to hate me? I am trying my best. so if I sort of.. don’t respond, that’s probably why. Okay? okay.  If I say something shitty please let me know, and please just.. try not to hold it against me. I mean it’s healthy for people not to always get along.. but idk i’m babbling, i’ll shut up.

Just please know that i love you, and i promise to be back here and active when I can be. <3 

Mini Hiatus

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alwaysxlate:

@dropmyneedlejarvis liked for a starter  ━━  accepting

❝ You realize if I was some villain then I wouldn’t of come quietly right…?  ❞ He wasn’t struggling when he was initially captured. Hell, Barry was going quietly– abiding by what the ones who captured him told him. He didn’t put up a fight, didn’t throw a fit, didn’t vibrate out of the cuffs he was given–  Well, not like he could now anyways. LOCKED away in a prison that damped his meta powers. Barry felt like he was going to have a panic attack just by being in here. Time was taking forever ( it didn’t help that there weren’t any clocks ) and being alone, lost in your own thoughts? Well, that was never good for a speedster in a first place. ❝ If I wanted to get away as well I could of easily. But I didn’t. ❞

“You would actually be surprised just how many villians do that, in the last month we had two do it.” That wasn’t the entire truth, in all honesty the only one he really remembered doing it was Loki, but that was honestly besides the point. If he was honest he wasn’t there to interrogate him, he had gotten back from Strange’s place in an attempt to figure out just exactly who this guy was. However it took longer than expected… because reasons. (Definitely not because the two ended up looped in a sass off, because that would be outrageous and.. Childish.)

He fiddled with his watch a bit, acting as if he was checking his messages and biding his time. “Is that all you got for a defense? I could have gotten away if I wanted to? That’s pretty lame.” he mused, moving to lean up against the nearby wall. “You gotta have some sort of story right? Let’s hear it.” he encouraged not looking up from his watch. He was currently busy hacking through the firewalls which took a little bit of time since they had upgraded since the last time he had been there hacking things. He just needed to make this look like an interrogation instead of a breakout.

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kryptona:

   @dropmyneedlejarvis.

          “So the plan is to make an alloy of vibranium similar to valorium, which is what was used on Krypton, but so far I don’t know of any Nth metal on Earth… I’ve compared the two and according to Sanctuary the vibranium alloy will work just fine. Then, your yet-to-be-named element, which I refuse to call badassium, can be introduced into the sunstone matrix, which I’ll be able to program.”  Theories of natural and truly clean energy wouldn’t be theories any longer, not with one device that could power an entire city for decades; on Krypton, omegahedrons lasted for several dozen cycles. There was no telling how long they may last on Earth, though Kara was willing to bet quite a lot they’d be well worth it.  “That’s just the plan though, I’m still working on getting a testing site.”

“Okay first off, badassium is an amazing name for an element.” He couldn’t help the sass, honestly he thought it was a pretty cool name so pretending to be offended came rather easily. Though she was hardly the first person to question the name of the element, Pepper still took the time to tell him how ridiculous the name was on a semi-regular basis. However, he managed to get himself back on track, rather eager to be a part of this project, the idea was downright amazing. “How big of a testing site do you need?” he asked, his mind already going through a mental list of all the different sites that he owned that he could offer up for a location.

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freckledboss:

Pepper nervously chews upon her lower lip when left without an answer; or at the very least, a snarky remark. Which is what she had expected, the usual Stark reaction to topics such as this. However, he proves her wrong( a rare circumstance ), to his response in verbally referring to himself as the father. A word heard so often, and mundane, but coming from Tony’s lips ? It warms her heart in ways unimaginable, and washes over with relief. 

She’s blinking back tears… actual liquid forming from blue hues that gaze at him with such adoration; the emotion is constricting, binding around her bodice tighter than her own skin, but satisfyingly so. The woman knows the sacrifice he’s making, how difficult it is for him to be a parent, to want to be a dad given the billiionaire’s own upbringing.

–and despite having had practice, the man has been actively in Laynie’s life since birth, it’s an entirely different ball game when taking on a child to be your own. It means a great deal to her, more than the engineer may ever realize, and does not go unappreciative. She’ll accept the dress, and sunglasses ( of which the latter is not on the list, but she can hardly refuse it now ). Her hand placing the items in the basket, she leans in to capture his lips with her own.

“I’ll make sure she knows,” the strawberry blonde whispers against Tony’s pout before placing yet another kiss. 

Tony smiled rather relieved that she seemed okay with him talking on the role of Laynie’s dad officially. Tony never wanted to overstep any bounds, despite the fact that he loved that little girl with all of his heart. Though he had never really said it out loud, even before Pepper and him got together he had considered her to be one of his own. He had always told himself he never wanted kids, too afraid that he would end up like his own man and never wanting to do that to a kid.

Though Laynie was different, it honestly wasn’t all that time to give her plenty of attention any time Pepper brought her around to play, even when she was just a baby. Tony knew that he would do anything for that girl, but he always did everything he could to respect Pepper as the parent. He did his best to only break a few rules here and there, but nothing too major, just an extra candy here or there. He had only grown closer with the little girl now that Pepper and him were dating, and it was something that he honestly loved.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt the kiss to his lips, happily kissing her back. He wasn’t entirely sure what that was for, but he wasn’t really about to ask questions, because he always loved to get a kiss from her. When the kiss broke he glanced at her, taking a deep breath. “Is that okay? I mean I love that little girl with all my heart, you know I would do anything for her…. But I don’t want to overstep.”

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freckledboss:

Pepper’s lips stretch into a beaming smile, and one blonde brow rises in question. “Sleepover, huh ? Are we going to tell each other horror stories, and maybe start a pillow fight ?? You could braid my hair, and do my nails, I’ll even let you pick the color,” she’ll continue snickering when approaching to slip her palm onto his offering forearm, and slim digits curl around the muscle with a gentle squeeze. “We could give each other facials, I know a great recipe for a cucumber, and honey mask. You’d love it,” the strawberry blonde teases further, enjoying herself a little too much to stop. "Or we could play seven minutes in heaven, I’m sure you’re well informed on how that game is played.. though I doubt locking ourselves in a closet is necessary.“ The p.a. will lean forward, and speak upon hushed tones as if someone were within earshot of them. "I don’t think we need a closet for an excuse to touch each other… I’m yours to grope whenever you’d like,” pressing her pout rather chaste at the corner of his lips, she is quite tempted to follow that up with an actual, heated kiss, but refrains.

“–and if you’re lucky, I MIGHT read you a snippet from my diary. It has many secrets, and a lot to do with the man I have a crush on.. you may know him. Handsome, has great facial hair, sort of tall, and stubborn.. oh, and did I mention he has a thing for his assistant ? know a guy like that ?”

The female is ushering him towards the door, for if another minute is spent in here, they may never make it back out until dawn. “ Come on, lets go. I have a hopefully sleeping child at home. “

Tony couldn’t help but smile as he walked with Pepper, unable to stop the laugh as she teased him. “You can make fun all you like but I could honestly go for a good face mask right about now.” Tony was completely serious, despite his joking tone. He was no stranger to a good spay day, and the idea of doing all of those silly things at Pepper’s sounded down right amazing.

“Well I never actually played the game but I’m told that it is fun and if I would happily be locked in any room with you.” he teased, though there was some truth to his words, graduating college at 17 left him missing out on a lot of the normal teen activities, not that he minded all that much.

“Sort of tall? Wow I see how it is.” Tony pouted but he was unable to keep the smile completely off his face. “It’s not my fault I can’t pull off heels as flawlessly as you.” he hummed softly. He moved to push the button on the elevator the moment they were close enough, when the door opened he motioned for her to go inside.

“After you beautiful.”

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nothingrcmains:

   luther’s hands slide up tony’s chest until he can wrap arms loose around his neck, lips pursed in thought. “don’t gimme that much power– i’ll tell you it should be as long as it can be.” with all the recent events, letting tony out of his sight was a struggle and running from country to country seemed much more favorable. “i don’t know. couple weeks?” 

Tony couldn’t help but smile at the other’s answer, not at all surprised to hear that Luther might want to keep him for longer than any vacation should actually be. He hummed softly as he thought about how much time he could willingly devote to this vacation of theirs. He was determined to make sure that nothing distracted him from it, so he wanted to make sure it was something he could realistically do. “How about a three month vacation? We can make sure we see all that Japan has to offer.”

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interniisms:

    it did take a while to convince darcy into actually having this movie night with tony, after all she was used to shooing him off rather then spending actual time with him. decked out in her most comfiest of clothes she made herself comfortable on the couch and dug into the pizza she had waiting for her.

     she raised a brow at the man and swallowed the piece of pizza before speaking. ‘ dude, it’s all about the star wars in my house. as much as i love me some star trek, it’s all about the star wars, dude. ’ she wouldn’t tell him but she even had a star trooper standing on her kitchen side, she needed to protect her baked goods from potential thieves after all.

“I suppose that is a good enough answer.” Tony mused, the thing that had saved her was the fact that she admitted to loving Star Trek as well. “The correct answer is they are both good and live in their own different sort of scifi genres.” he said with a bit of a cocky grin before he goes about taking a rather large bite of his own pizza.

He was honestly so pleased that she had agreed to have this movie night with him, if he was entirely honest he was lonely. These days everyone was busy and though he had his own amount of shit to do, there was still far too much time he found himself all alone. He missed the days where it was easier to get his friends to sit down and have a movie marathon when he was burnt out on being in the lab. So he was honestly down right grateful to Darcy, not that he would ever admit it.

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📱 ⏩ @ofxwonder II Continued II Verse: TBA

The smile stayed in place as they shook hands, and he of course noted just how firm the handshake was but honestly didn’t think much of it. Tony liked to think he was relatively decent at reading people, and he had a feeling that she was definitely someone who was fit. He would have to be blind to not notice how beautiful she was, though despite the observation he made no mood to try any of his old pick up lines.

Instead Tony found himself actually concentrating on the conversation they were having. He vaguely remembered the piece of which she was seeking, and he had a feeling that was going to be one of their pricer items. It had been something in his father’s collection and had been metaphorically collecting dust for years. So of course it only made sense to auction it off for charity.

“Well it looks like your source of intel is pretty solid.” he smiled and shrugged a bit. “It was one of my mother’s favorite pieces.. But I think it’s about time it go a new home where it could be appreciated again.” he mused, not entirely sure why he felt the need to tell her any of this.

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ircnspider:

Peter’s jaw dropped to the floor. He knew Tony did some tinkering and built some of the must advanced tech in the world, but the workshop was a sight to behold - mainly for someone like Peter. ❛ Mr. Stark, this is - god, this is like a dream come true. ❜ Peter spoke breathlessly, having to take out a huge exhale. ❛ I mean - just - WOW. ❜ @dropmyneedlejarvis // plotted for a starter

Tony couldn’t keep the smirk off his face at Peter’s reaction to his lab. He had decided that the kid had been doing good lately, and deserves a reward for it. Besides he was suppose to be Tony’s intern after all, so it only made since that he gets to actually step foot in his lab. If he was entirely honest it made him a little anxious to let someone else into his sacred place, but he knew he could trust Peter.

“It’s not bad.” he said with a shrug as he brought moved over to the main area. “So I was thinking that you could run me through what you think of the new suit, and if you have any tweaks you might want to bring to my attention.” Sure he had run tests on the suit he had given Peter, but it wasn’t like he could fit into the suit and take it on a run himself, he needed Peter’s input.

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📱 ⏩ @webwiings II Continued II Verse: Picking Up The Pieces

Tony smiled and happily followed behind the teenager girl and into the school. He was very aware of the the eyes that were currently staring them down, but they didn’t bother him in the slightest. It didn’t take them all that long to find their ways into an empty classroom. He found himself taking a lap around the room, looking it over acting as if he was making sure the room was secure. In all honesty he was just curious about the type of school that Peter and Jessica spent their days at.

However his attention was immediately turned back to Jessica when he heard her speak. Making his way over to her, he began to pull out his phone and search for the videos and images he would need to help convince her to really consider joining his ‘internship’ “Well for starters…” he paused finally finding the video he wanted and blowing it up into a holographic projection so she could see it easier.

“This is you right?” He asked as he pressed play, the video began to show a teenage superhero going about saving the day by stopping a car that had lost control. “..Annnd this?” with a flick of his finger the video changed to the same costumed teenager putting a stop to a late night mugging.

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starbrcken:

               Anna’s lips cracked into a smile and she held back a laugh that was threatening to slip past her smile.❝Oh, this is an honor is it? Then I should really be taking this a lot more seriously, huh?❞ Of course it was obvious to tell that despite making a promise in general - and she did intend on keeping it because she was a trustworthy person, and hopefully Tony knew that - that she was cracking at the seams because the situation itself was just way too silly, but nonetheless…she liked it.

There was a small amount of huff that came from Tony, but it had mostly been playful. “Of course it’s an honor!” he said with an over dramatic sigh right along with it. “I mean just so you know if you break this promise then you can ensure that I won’t talk to you anymore.” though his tone was still relatively playful, there was a hint of seriousness behind it, because Tony Stark was not above the silent treatment.

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miraculousgifts:

@dropmyneedlejarvis ​ || closed

     “An arrangement has been made to allow you to return to the States, Ms. Fuentes. While you refused to sign the Accords and deserve to be held accountable, you were not directly involved with the actions of Steve Rogers and James Barnes. However, you will be under constant supervision; probation, if you will. After you have been reevaluated at a later date, we will discuss the status of your previous benefits as a veteran. 

      “As for your refusal, I would like to take a moment to inform you that the Accords are currently be revised. Once all the revisions have been submitted, you will have the opportunity to sign them. I suggest you reconsider your previous decision. And know that we will not hesitate to throw you back in the Raft should you prove to be a problem. Now,” the agent gestured towards the door to her freedom, “You should consider yourself lucky that someone on the outside cares about you so much.”

      Adriana had started to think she would die in the Raft. Her days had been spent lying around, trying to keep her mind from withering away. They had taken away her freedom, her limbs, and all rights to her own feelings. Whenever she had felt something too strongly, they injected her with drugs to shut her up. Death would have been better, more humane, then rotting in prison like that.

      But when the rest of ‘Team Cap’ had been freed, Adriana was left behind. At least, that’s what she had thought. Until an agent entered her cell, clothes in hand. He said someone arranged for her to be released. No one in her family knew where she was nor could they afford the kind of legal help needed to free her. They likely had no idea she was even alive. The only people who knew her whereabouts were the people who put her there and the other Avengers. 

      After being wheeled out of the Raft and seeing sunlight for the first time in what had felt like forever, Adriana saw who had fought to free her. The emotions that filled her were very conflicting and highly overwhelming. There stood Tony Stark, waiting for her with a jet. Her former teammate. Her friend. The man who fought for the team to sign the Accords. Her boyfriend. 

      Part of her had been happy to see him. Adriana loved the man and she had missed him. And he had clearly worked his ass off trying to get her out of that hell. But another part of her had wanted to tear into him. He sided with the Accords; he made her choose between freedom and blind obedience. If he had only seen her side, listened to her decision, maybe she would still be free. Maybe she would still have her limbs and her dignity. Maybe she wouldn’t feel so damn broken right now.

      The woman likely wouldn’t have held her tongue if it wasn’t for the fact that she was still under the influence of the drugs. So Adriana had been silent as the agent handed her over to Tony. She had pretended to be asleep during the whole flight. It was the drugs, she could say. They had to dose her up to keep her calm. It wasn’t until he wheeled her into his place that she finally opened her mouth to speak. 

      “So are you going to ask me if it was all worth it? Or maybe you’ll comment on how ‘the prison look’ doesn’t suit me like you thought it would. Ask if I am a changed woman? Make a big joke of all this, hoping that I’ll just move on as if it never happened? Because I assure you, Tony, nada de esto es gracioso.”

It had taken a whole hell of a lot to negotiate her release, Ross was a down right ass and knew exactly how to hold a grudge. Besides the man really had a thing for treating people like guinea pigs rather than actual people, something he wished he had fully understood before he decided to work with the man. Though there was no re-doing the past, all he could do was try to fix his mistakes.

Tony was already in the process of several talks that would eventually re-write the accords to be something better, something that both sides could hopefully agree on. However it was going to take him, the stress of it all was enough to start giving him grey hairs, not that someone would be able to tell since he tended to dye his hair these days.

Tony’s heart sunk the first time he laid eyes on Adriana, and it was in that moment he knew that he was definitely going to make Ross pay. He had never wanted something like this happen to her, though he had a very good feeling that she probably wouldn’t believe him. He had known he had blown any chance of fixing their relationship. All he could do now was to try and make things right.

The silence the entire plane ride home was almost suffocating, but he didn’t dare break the silence. Instead he kept himself busy working on setting up meetings with not only the UN, but also Rhodey’s doctors. It was enough to keep him busy while she slept.

They hadn't been home all of five minutes when he heard her talk. He had rolled her over towards the couch, before stepping away and putting a bit of distance between them. Tony knew that she had every right to be angry but that didn’t mean her words didn’t hurt.

“They wouldn't let me have your old limbs.. So I made you replacements.” he said quietly instead of answering his questions, knowing he didn’t have a defense. He was still in shock learning that his parents had been murdered, his face still sporting the countless bruises, not to mention his left arm was still in a sling. He was too tired to argue, or even really try to fully defend himself.

Tony still managed to bring the replacement limbs over to Adriana one by one, placing them in front of her on the table. “I was wrong, and i’m working to get the accords amended and re-written, until then.. Please just say here where you are safe from Ross.” he didn’t bother to ask for forgiveness, because he knew that he didn’t deserve it.

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miraculousgifts:

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     Rhea was just a baby when her father was killed. She has no memories of him, nothing but her mother’s words and pictures to remember him by. Her maternal grandparents were dead long before she was born and her paternal grandparents wanted nothing to do with her. Their son had married a filthy ‘gypsy’. So, outside of her mother, the child really had no family. At least, not until her mother became an Avenger.

      The young empath knew that it was hard for her mother to make connections, to form bonds with new people. The woman had lost so much during her life: her parents, her husband, and her sense of hope. Rhea knew that she was the only light in her mother’s dark life. And she worked hard burn as bright as she could, to rekindle her mother’s lost sense of purpose. To make her believe again.

      Being an Avenger had been good for her mother. Rhea saw the massive difference in her behavior. The woman was more optimistic and had a stronger sense of purpose. Of course, the mother still worried about her only child, wanting nothing more than to keep her safe from harm. That is why she moved them both into the Avengers Tower, so that the child was under constant supervision. Agents or other members could watch her while Tiresa was on missions. With her daughter safe, the psychic could focus on doing what she had always wanted to do: help people. Make a difference. Use her powers for the greater good.

      Rhea had seen an even bigger change in her mother once she started spending more time with Tony Stark. Everyone talked about him being a ‘player’, a big flirt who preferred ‘brief’ exchanges over ‘long term commitment’. But the child knew her mother was also a flirt, steering herself away from meaningful relationships. 

      However, Rhea had faith. Tony had a sense of humor that opened her mother up. He was witty and fun, somewhat unpredictable in the right kind of ways. And he made an effort to get to know the child herself. That always won her mother over. It took a little time, but Tony and Tiresa both came around. Commitment didn’t seem quite so impossible after that. Rhea finally saw her mother overcome her loneliness and allow herself fall in love again.

    While everyone seemed to blame Tony for what happened in Germany, where her mother was arrested and taken away, Rhea couldn’t fault him. Tony was the one who stepped up to care for her in her mother’s place. Even at the young age of 6, Rhea knew that actions had consequences. Of course, she missed her mother dearly and grieved for her, but she knew that the woman had to pay for her crimes.

      Besides, when Tony had returned from Siberia, all beat up and carrying Cap’s shield, the child felt his pain, his grief, his anger. He was surrounded by a black hole of dark emotions. They were consuming him. He was in so much pain, the world suddenly felt so much heavier for her. She had felt everything he felt. Rhea couldn’t blame him for anything after that. He was human; he made mistakes of his own. Clearly those mistakes were destroying him inside. But the empath knew it was her job to help him. It would be what her mother would want her to do. It was what she wanted to do.

     Rhea walked into the workshop with sandwiches, chips, and drinks on a little tray. She set it on the bench beside Tony before pushing her stool over to his bench. “Time to feed your brain, I made lunch!” The little girl cheered, climbing up beside him. Sure he had people to do all this for them, but she hadn’t been raised with maids or nannies or personal chefs. And it wasn’t something Rhea could ever get used to. Doing things for herself, for the people she loved, it meant a lot to her. Besides her actions always brought a smile to Tony’s face. She was no sous chef, but the child tried her best. 

      “Are you still working on the new suit?” Rhea asked, curiously looking at what he was working on. She enjoyed seeing him work, how he managed to focus solely on his work, briefly ignoring the world around him. Besides, the more time he spent making things, the less time he spent beating himself up over things he cannot change. “Did you find what was causing the glitch?”

Everything was a downright mess, the team was nonexistent. He was still trying to work out a deal to get Tiresa out of prison and released into his custody. Thought it wasn’t easy since Ross wasn’t exactly thrilled about going after Steve without filling him in on the plan. He had always known Ross was a dickwad, and deep down he knew he shouldn’t of ever worked with the man, but that was just another thing to add to his pile of regrets and guilt.

There was so much that needed to be done, he needed to find a solution an accord that could be useful and not the rush job that was currently in place. He needed to figure out a way to get the people he cared about out of a god awful prison, one that they should have never been put into in the first place. He had gotten into a screaming match with Ross over that one, but none of it mattered now, they blamed him.. Rightfully so. This was his mess and he needed to fix it, before he lost the people he considered family.

On top of it all, he still needed to care for Rhea, thankfully she wasn’t your average five year old, so mature for her age. Though Tony did like to try to make her feel like the kid she was, to not have so much on her shoulders all the time. Even though she wasn’t biologically his kid, he loved her like his own. He knew that he would do absolutely anything for the little girl and her mother for that matter. Though he was entirely sure that Tiresa wasn’t going to want much to do with him after she is finally released. He knew that he had blown it big time, and that was a heartbreak that he was going to have to accept.

So Tony worked on suits to occupy his time, to keep his mind from overthinking to be consumed by his own guilt and regret. Keeping his hands busy tended to help his mind, though he tried not to work too much. He didn’t want to become his father, he had a child that needed attention and he refused to ignore Rhea for work. So the moment she stepped into the lab and was presenting him with lunch, he found himself putting his work aside.

He couldn’t help the small smile that formed as he looked at the spread that she had very clearly made herself. “You are late.” he teased as he popped a chip into his mouth, this was hardly the first time she had brought him lunch. At the mention of his suit he let out a rather dramatic sigh. “I wish, I can’t seem to get it just right.” he grumbled.

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📱 ⏩ @viiduae II Continued II Verse: TBA

Tony honestly couldn’t tell if she was joking or not, that was the thing about Natasha, she could make down right anything sound true if she tried hard enough. He did however reach for the back of her shirt and grab on, because even with the glowing nightlight in his chest he could only see about three inches in front of his face.

“I’m holding you to it.. You can probably keep me safe better than I can keep myself safe anyways.”

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createdsoldier:

The adoption process should take months – but due to his reputation and a little help from Maria Hill – the papers had been expedited faster than usual. Helping Sokovia rose back from its ashes was something that Steve wanted to do in person. Training the new Avengers was important but so was this. All the chaos and devastation that Sokovia experienced at the hands of Ultron? They were to blame for that. It wasn’t as an act of penitence that Steve went to Sokovia and left Natasha in charge. It was because he genuinely wanted to help. And that’s when he met her – and his entire life changed with a mere glance.

“Tony. I was looking for you.” Steve could feel the girl’s fingers squeezing around his own. She was obviously shy but the Captain merely lowered himself to bring Peggy into his arms, her small stature even smaller now that he was carrying her. “It’s exactly about the small human that I wanted to speak with you.” How would Tony react? He would probably hold back his tongue cause there was a child present – but he knew that once they were alone, chances were that he would demand the full explanation and them inquire what the absolute hell had gone through his mind.

“I want to introduce you to my daughter. I adopted her since her parents died in Sokovia.” There was a latent sadness in Steve’s eyes as he brushed away the girls’ golden hair. “I named her Margareth Elizabeth Rogers. Or… Peggy Rogers for short. She lost everyone, Tony. I just…” There was a pleading gaze sent the other man’s way. Begging him not to judge or make a scene. Not now. Not with her present. “Say hi to Tony, Peggy. He’s one of daddy’s best friends.”

Tony watched with careful eyes as Steve went about picking up the small child. The first instinct he had was that he needed to get that poor girl some food because she looked like a down microscopic in Steve’s arms. Though he resisted the urge, instead he waited for the explanation that was sure to come as to why Steve had a small child with him. He feels like he would have known if Steve had gotten a girl pregnant, or at least he liked to think he would have known. Then again the kid didn’t look anything like him, so he had a feeling that at the very least the girl wasn’t biologically his. There were far too many variables and possibilities running through his mind as he tried to figure out the mystery on his own.

So much so that he almost missed the actual explanation, but he caught the last couple of words, nodding a bit. Though once he had gotten the explanation he wanted, one that was good enough for him he turned his attention to Peggy. A smile spread across his face as he immediately dug into his pocket and pulled out a mini chocolate bar and offered it up to the girl.

“Hey there Peggy, I’m Tony. Has he not been feeding you? Because if that’s the case I have it on good authority that there is some ice cream in the fridge if you are interested.” Was he already trying to bribe Peggy to like him? Quite possibly, but he would never admit to it. Tony absolutely loved kids, and he had every intentions of becoming best friends with this little girl for not other reason than he wanted to. Though the fact that he quite possibly had a crush on her adopted father maybe played a small part.

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Tony was rather relieved when she agreed to let him hide out with her, because he honestly didn’t know what he what he would have done if she had turned him away. He damn well knew he had a reputation, and she would have every right to not want to put up with him. Instead he moves to stand besides her so he was able to crowd watch, which was one of the few things he actually did enjoy about being at parties like this. 

“As much as I hate to say it, I think i’ve outgrown the lifestyle to party all night long.” he said with a smirk and a shrug. “Once you’ve become a superhero events like this seem pretty dull in comparison.” was he subtly bragging about being a hero? Possibly, would he admit it? Maybe.

“What brings you to this event? Obligations I’m presuming?” he smiled, he had a feeling that no one in their right mind would come to something like this, especially with so many old perverted rich men on the prowl.