#c:tony

[courtesons]

open to: males

dynamic: a fellow hero or avenger, vigilante, tony's assistant or someone who works for him, a villain who broke in - whatever you want (please check rules).

"Well this definitely not how I expected my night to go" Tony remarked as he loosened his tie and dragged it off his body, tossing it dismissively onto the nearby couch. Eyes lingering on the other before him, raised brow as he made his way to his little bar that he always kept wonderfully stocked in this particular living room.

It had been quite the day indeed and he'd only just gotten back when he'd noticed the other waiting for him. Typically at this time of night he'd be by himself, unless he'd planned for company which certainly wasn't the case this time around. "I'd offer you a drink as well but that all depends on the reason you're here" He remarked, tone a mixture of flippantness and perhaps just a dash of curiosity.

[londonmobx]

open to any: m/f/nb

inspo: x

''Didn't we just ruin the friendship?'' He asked with a tiny smirk across his lips, his forehead leaning into the other's with his hand over their thigh. Tony was never one to deny himself pleasure, he truly believed there was such thing as sex between friends. ''I mean, that doesn't have to change anything between us.'' He reassured the other.

[usermischief]

[colins-bridgerton]

kate’s thirty, flirty and thriving results

top 30 television friendships

22.) tim mcgee&tony dinozzo (ncis)

[hairycactus]

Abandoned Mall Goth Merchant NPC Tony, all you hear is the click of goth boots and change jingle in his hot topic tube sock flail

[pythagoreandivacup]

they flock when the bubble tea line is short and the tensions with the hot topic clients are running HIGH

Feat my girlfriends necromancer goth kid Sloan, a good bullshitting buddy

(And also my guy Tony, tall mall rat)

[boysofcharm]

“Use me as your toy all night long.” [ for Tony, from Clark B) ]

It had been several hours since this little game of fake husbands had began. When Tony had seen the gorgeous display of muscles and good looks being hit on by women he clearly was not interested in. So Tony had pretended to be his adoring husband, saving him from prying eyes only for this roleplay of husbands to continue on as they flirted and found their way back to Tony's suite where he'd mapped out every inch of this greek god of a man. Coy smile on his lips, hands dancing across Clark's muscular, completely naked body after yet another round of making the younger man see stars as Tony hummed against his ear. "Now why would I use you for the night when I put a ring on that finger to make you mine for life?" Tony continued to play this game, perhaps later he'd be mortified how much he was enjoying playing the role of the married man as he sucked a pretty bruise right onto Clark's neck, brushing his nose there. Tilting Clark's head enough so he could lean down and catch those lips in a lazy, slow kiss that took its time and was in no rush whatsoever.

[xesotericconundrumx]

Wanda was taking a walk in the neighborhood, getting some fresh air since all her household things were done. besides the town was perfect for idylic strolls, it made her feel normal. she waved to passerbys and smiled happily. her life was perfect  and nothing could ruin it, or at least she wouldn’t let anything ruin it, she would do anything to keep it that way. as she looked around at the faces, she caught sight of a familiar face and a flood of memories that she blocked off crashed into head all at once. the red energy danced on her finger tips and she calmed herself. she smiled in his direction. “howdy neighbor, beautiful weather for a walk isn’t it?” she asked brightly. 

@wxlksxflxfx​ for tony

[dreamsxfnia]

@avengerofiron​ said: “Anger is a weak word for what I’m feeling.” (Superior!Tony)

Nia was angry. She was scared. She felt utterly dejected as every bad thought she’d ever had in her life seemed rear its ugly head. Every rejection, every moment of fear because people were prejudiced against her, every moment of righteous anger at injustices all around her. It was like it all appeared at once, and it threatened to drown her.

But she was a hero. And people were in danger.

So she put Nia aside and became Dreamer. The power was out, people were panicking from whatever this... this spell or toxin or whatever it was that was affecting everyone, and Nia had to help. So when an Avenger--a well known and powerful hero who had the ability to help or hinder any efforts--had that response to her asking him to put aside his anger for the moment, she had little patience.

“Whatever you want to call it, I don’t care. Now is not the time.” Nia longed for Kara, but she didn’t know where Supergirl was. “Now are you going to help, or should I put you to sleep until this is over?”

[strongestavengerbruce]

Bruce wasn’t sure what he had been expecting. But New York City, a place he had always associated with light and colour, was now dark and cold and... empty. He was scared, nervous, angry, and confused and so, so desperate to find his friends. Once upon a time this many emotions would have been a hindrance, would have had the monitor on his wrist blaring with its familiar tone. But now the monitor was silent. In fact, he hadn’t check his heart rate in days. He didn’t need to worry about the Other Guy. Well, he was worried for a new reason, one he could push aside and deal with later. Right now, he was on a very particular mission and it was taking all of his attention, all of his focus. Perhaps a stupid mission, considering he had been forced to cross the borders of the quarantine zone to complete it. He wasn’t even certain Tony was back on Earth. But Pepper would be here, even if his closest friend wasn’t. And he needed to make sure they were both okay, he couldn’t stand not knowing. His time with Betty had grounded him, left him feeling more stable than he had in years, and he was using that to his advantage. He was in a position to help now, to make a difference. He had completed as much research as possible before reaching the conclusion that he couldn’t learn anything from the outside. There was too much to take in, too much to observe... but it seemed the situation within the containment was far more unusual than he first thought it might be. He had only been exposed to the environment for a few hours at most, and already strange things were beginning to happen. There was an unnerving red thread tethered to him, one that didn’t seem quite real, but Tony came first, Tony needed to come first. Betty was strong, she was capable. He knew now not to underestimate her, and so they had split with an agreement to meet in the evening, each carrying out their own tasks, searching for answers to their own questions. He owed her that level of trust, even if he hated leaving her alone. Which was how he came to find himself standing on the steps of the Mansion, hands hidden inside the long sleeves of his sweater. He reached up to knock on the door, but it didn’t feel right. He had spent far too long inside the building to not consider it one of his homes. So he decided to change course, pushing the door open and quietly stepping into the entrance hall. Please let them be here, he thought. Please let Tony be okay. “Hello?” He called, his voice echoing in the empty space. “It’s- it’s me...” @snarkingmechanic

[smartrthanyou]

@goldenavcnger​ said:  “I’m lookin for a mind at work.”

“Then what are you interrupting me for?” Shuri remembered the first time she had spoken back to Tony like that, the way others around her had looked at this young unknown woman talking to the boss like that. But Shuri had never been one to adhere to what was expected of her. She knew her worth, and said what she was thinking. “I was working.”

[courtesons]

[  ORAL  ] ;  the sender performs oral on the receiver. ( tony )

♡ SPICY ACTION PROMPTS // STILL ACCEPTING

Now Tony was hardly unfamiliar with handsome men wanting things from him - whether it was information, power, favours and what not and truth be told it had been sometime since any of them had been bold enough to enter his home uninvited to get it. Even more so for them to be doing something this right now to get what they wanted. Not that Tony was minding the view, scotch in one hand and taking a swig as he watched Aaron work his wonderful mouth around that cock and with quite the expert tongue. Giving the younger man a wicked grin when their eyes met, taking another swig of his drink before setting it down on the counter and tangling his fingers through his hair and playfully tugging him off his cock for a moment.

"Mm, you know I'm starting to forgive you for this whole breaking in thing. So go on, I'm feeling generous. Tell Tony what exactly you want from me, but feel free to keep trying to win my favour as you do."

[oldcassie]

@goldenavcnger​:

Cassie wasn’t for sure how this was going to go over since she was still sketchy on the whole how her dad’s relationship was with Iron Man, but it was worth a shot, right? She showed up to Stark Tower, taking in the tower and let out a whistle. “Oh, man. That’s, a very tall tower.” She said to herself before she went to the door and hit the call button, not knowing if that’s what she should’ve done or not. “Hi, Im looking for Tony Stark? My name’s Cassie Lang, Scott Lang’s my dad and I was wondering if I could, talk to Mr. Stark? If not, then that’s okay.”

[usermischief]

[romildagaumont]

@goldenavcnger​

“Stark.”

If you collated all of Romilda’s school, social worker, and employee evaluation reports together, you’d find one recurring theme across them all: does not respond well to authority figures. It was almost like an instinctual thing, she just bucked back when people tried to pull her in. And in her eyes, Stark--the billionaire “superhero”--met her definition for people who would expect authority. Still, he was also an Enforcer, so she tried to be polite.

“Who was that?” she asked, nodding to the individual he’d brought in currently being led away for processing.

[irisxwest]

@goldenavcnger said:  ​❝ did you see that? ❞

“See what?” Iris didn’t know what Tony Stark was referring to. But her heart jumped in her throat anyway, after what had happened earlier in her apartment. Still, she had to swallow her fear, use her investigative skills to find out what was going on. “What am I looking for?”