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Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.

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"Well I am capable of doing it remotely, the stove is already heating up." he quirks a brow. "What are you in the mood for sir?"

     "Good thing I you’re around to keep track of it for me, then. But yeah, sure.” Tony nodded. “Hang on, I’ll go with you.”

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Go anon and say whatever you'd like to me.

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SEND ME TWO CHARACTERS AND I'LL TELL YOU WHICH ONE MINE WOULD SAVE FROM CERTAIN DEATH

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if you can think of a ship, i will answer either of these sets of questions for them:

big spoon/little spoon:

favorite non-sexual activity:

who uses all the hot water:

most trivial thing they fight over:

who does most of the cleaning:

what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:

who steals the blankets:

who leaves their stuff around:

who remembers to buy the milk:

who remembers anniversaries:

or

who cooks normally?:

how often do they fight?:

what do they do when they’re away from each other?:

nicknames for each other?:

who is more likely to pay for dinner?:

who steals the covers at night?:

what would they get each other for gifts?:

who kissed who first?:

who made the first move?:

who remembers things?:

who started the relationship?:

who cusses more?:

what would they do if the other one was hurt?:

Domesticity meme! Gimme a ship!

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"Well Miss Potts isn't here at the moment, so you'll have to deal with me I suppose." he remarks dryly. When the offending screwdriver was pointed at him, he quirks a brow. "Sir I don't feel stress.... I don't feel anything." he murmurs. The smile neither convinced nor placated the snark AI and he huffs out and exasperated sound. "You have an hour then I may be obligated to force you to stop working and rest." he nods. "Right away sir." he said as he left to go retrieve the aforementioned coffee.

He returns briefly, mug in hand, and holds it out to the other. "Here you are sir, just as you like it."

"I thought nagging about food was Pepper’s job." Tony commented flatly before moving toward the workbench. A proper meal, he didn’t have time for that. He picked up a slotted screwdriver from the tool box and pointed it at JARVIS for a second. "Don’t stress yourself. I’m feeling just fine." He gave a quick yet reassuring smile. "Got enough energy to last a couple of hours more." The engineer’s eyes flickered over to the almost-finished armor chest piece. "I would like some more coffee though." 

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He lets out what sounds like a soft sigh and looks at the door. His programming was adaptive. Adaptive to his environment and adaptive to the living beings around him. And the being he'd spent all of his existence around was probably one of the most self destructive people on the planet, Tony Stark. He knew what 'I'm fine' meant when a human uttered it and had the kinds of readings that Doctor Simmons had. Jarvis observed that humans could be much like wounded or dying animals. Wanting nothing more than to find a spot to curl up in and die.

There was silence for a long time, then the android cleared his throat. "Very well Doctor Simmons..." he said softly. He'd found when he pushed at Tony about things, the more the man resisted. Humans rarely wanted to accept help, they didn't seem to want it. They'd rather destroy themselves than heal or get better. It baffled the AI. "Should you change your mind, I am about."

Open Starter | Bloodstains

JARVIS. She resisted the urge to hit her head against the wall because couldn’t the universe stop finding ways to make her miserable? Running a still red stained hand through her hair Jemma repressed a sigh. “I’m fine. There’s nothing to check on, thank you all the same.” Maybe that would work. Was his programming done to the point that he’d still push for more information or would he just take her word for it and let her be, Jemma resting her forehead against her knees again. Curling smaller in the corner of the room, just wanting to disappear. Just wanting to forget this insanity her life was.

She should undress. Should burn the bloody clothing and should try to scrub herself clean but that took energy. Energy she didn’t have. Jemma just wanted to cry and sleep. Hibernate until the world was gone and then hibernate longer. 

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So I need help picking my new FC for Android!JARVIS.

So you might say "Hey Jarvismun, why don't you just use Paul Bettany? He is the voice of JARVIS after all." To which I would tell you that at first I did use Paul Bettany and it was lovely. Though recently the powers that be at Marvel finally saw fit to give Mr. Bettany an actual, physical role in the MCU, and he was thus casted as The Vision. See now, I have this thing where if an actor has been cast in the MCU (I use MCU as a blanket term for any and all Marvel related movies), I can no longer allow myself to use them as a FC for either my Marvel based OCs or for any characters that have yet to be put into the MCU or characters like JARVIS that do not have a physical form. The only time I can is if the role has been recast and the previous actor is no longer considered the face for said character (I have only broken this little thing of mine once, but it's really irrelevant now as I no longer really RP said character).

So, with that said I have a few FC choices in mind. Generally I wanted to have some one who was in their 30s (cause I can't imagine Tony making JARVIS look too much younger than him if he even did make JARVIS look younger than him), had a somewhat narrow face, slightly defined features, light colored eyes, and blonde hair (though for my cosplay of him I am designing I gave him white hair).

So my choices are as follows:

Michael James Way

Leonardo DiCaprio

Ryan Gosling

Alexander Skarsgard

Armi Hammer

Charlie Hunnam

So I am going to enable answers on this post and which ever 3 get the three highest scores will be the ones to go into a second round. Then I will make another post for that. The winner of that will be who I end up using as my new FC for Android!JARVIS. So who do you guys think would suit JARVIS best?

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"Sir, there is nothing that starving yourself could ever qualify as preparation." he quirks a brow. "Unless you happen to somehow be part native american, and you would have to be a very high percentage of native american blood, then you were most likely not endowed with the starvation gene, so not sufficiently feeding yourself is deadly." he nods.

When the marksmen asked if he'd like to accompany him to the roof of the tower he blinks a few times. "I don't see why not, it's not like my body being out there impedes me from performing my daily tasks, so if you'd like company then I would be more happy to provide it."

"It’s not abuse, it’s preparing for the future." He didn’t know what he was preparing for but it sounded better then he just didn’t want to eat.

The archer nodded, putting down his cup. “Fruit sounds nice. Maybe later when I’m hungry.” If he was hungry. He glanced at Jarvis, giving him a small smile. In that second he decided to change his mind. “Hey, ya wanna go up to the roof with me?" One of his safe spots in his mind. Where he could just watch things go by and not have to worry about anything.

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Hit On My Muse! [May Be NSFW]

"Would you sleep with a stranger?"

"You're a god/goddess..."

"I'm not wearing any underwear..."

"I'm completely naked under all these clothes."

"You're my fetish."

"Can I feel between those thighs of yours?"

"I wouldn't tell you to stop."

"You're so cute when you're flustered."

"I know you like me, don't deny it."

"You want it, don't you?"

"You've a beautiful name, wanna hear me moan it?"

"Nice ass..."

"God, you're just perfect."

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“Why did you leave?” the android asked quietly, bowing his head. While the AI did not quiet understand, comprehend or experience the complexities of human emotions, it was clear from the tone and his demeanor that he was confused by the archer's actions, in almost a hurt or offended way.

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Artificial eyes follow the archer's body as it falls, looking almost curious and intrigued. When he lands, the AI hears a grunts and takes a step forward. "Are you alright Mister Barton?" he asks. "And as they say, it happens to the best of us." he nods.

Clint was bracing himself when the AI was talking. He half heard him, but he knew he had to concentrate in order not to hurt himself. As the tether was cut, Clint’s hands laid flat and propelled his body toward his feet. He grunted the moment he landed, rubbing his hands slowly. “Thanks. I really need to watch where I’m going.” 

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It is a known fact that JARVIS doesn't sleep, as he is a computer program, and very rarely does he go into a sleep mode. Though since acquiring his body, he has sometimes been known to either wander around Stark Tower and at times even just going out onto the balcony. It has yet to be explained why such a thing happens, even JARVIS couldn't tell you why he does this.

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The android gives his creator this flat look of 'really?' and mostly because of all the entities for Tony to try and pull that on, it was most useless against JARVIS. No one knew Tony like the AI did. There was a slight roll of false eyes and he turns his attention back to Tony shortly after. "I doubt it's presentation sir." he said flatly. "Moving on..." he says almost tiredly. "Have been up for seventy-two hours and in that time all you've had is coffee and a few toaster pastries... you need real food sir."

"I don’t tune out that often." Tony corrected, offended by the statement, although he knew it was true. "Maybe you just need to work on how you present things to me." He added with his arms folded as if he was trying to shift the blame onto the A.I.

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"I am sure you've had, but that doesn't justify continuing to abuse your body Mister Barton." he says almost a little insistently. The android lets out something that sounds like a sigh and looks down for a moment before looking up at the ceiling. "I swear you are just as bad as Mister Stark..." he murmurs. And 'figuring out' the residents of Avenger's Tower was sort of his job. He was tasked with managing the team, their schedules, and, yes, even looking after their well beings. "Very well sir..." he nods and looks away. "Well there fresh fruits, and all the fixings for oatmeal in the kitchen." he comments in a last ditch effort, attempting to leave options open to Clint as some sort of move to maybe get him to eat if he felt more like the choice was his a not being pestered to eat.

"Well... I suppose if you go out, I will leave you be then, unless you'd prefer company." he offers.

"I’ve had worse." Clint argued, still trying to avoid Jarvis’ eyes. "I’m fine, I don’t need you to make me anything." He sipped at his coffee, the only thing he had really been putting in his body. "I need to go soon anyway." He hadn’t, but he wanted to get out now that he knew that the AI had figured him out. He liked walking around the city anyway.

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Auuuuugh I hate this so much! Picking a new FC for JARVIS shouldn't be this difficult! -flails around till he falls off his bed and onto the floor.-