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battcries-included · 3 months
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" ah... i see where you went wrong. the recipe uses paprika. this is chilli powder. "
"Tha' would ethplain why i can' feel my thongue" Tony wheezed around an ice cube.
Okay, so making dinner hadnt gone to plan.
"Milk, pleath."
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battcries-included · 4 months
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Let me assign you an aesthetic word
downpour
aren't summer downpours special, in a way? don't they make you want to dance barefoot in the middle of the road? isn't it so satisfying when the raindrops kiss your face? that's how i feel about you, i think. when people meet you, it's always a bit unexpected but still pleasant. you're unpredictable and that's what's so attractive about you; no one truly gets bored around you. if i could, i'd put you inside my pocket and go on so many adventures with you.
tagged by: @thenamesallison
tagging: you!
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battcries-included · 4 months
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// so i lost my RP folder. Its been a while and im less Upset but i had (i shit you not) over 30k icons, art, banners, and other files most of which i created or edited myself. in total there were over 70k files in that folder last i checked it. and my only copies of the PDSs i made them with are gone too. With hollow art gone, i just dont have it in me to do icons myself anymore. Ive managed to get some of my headers back but i dont have the energy to dig out my icons from my posts, and might never, so icons are sporadic at best from now on.
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battcries-included · 4 months
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// mightve (again) interacted with old ass posts bc i didnt refresh my dash. ignore me im doing my best lmao
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battcries-included · 4 months
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Fire through my veins, I will fan the flames, Until my dying breath…
‘Cause I will never go down Any other way!
Gasoline pumping through my veins, Dancing on top of the flames, 
I will never go down any other way!!
                                  -Ind. HIGHLY Sel. Tony Stark.                                                       Written by Moon. 
Promo by @bmbshellblnde ♥ Lyric: any other way, we the kings
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battcries-included · 8 months
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// so i have managed to put my small old pc in my room to have access to write sometimes maybe. i am currently v sick but logging into all my blogs is the first order of business lol
hello i have missed being here.
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i havent had easy access to a computer in. a while. my nice pc is in another room (and died recently RIP), so i dug this one out bc i need a way to job hunt. Might as well also write a bit eh?
I'm planning to clean up my drafts and see about replying to a thing or five :3
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battcries-included · 1 year
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" how on earth did you get pasta sauce on the ceiling? "
"The pressure cooker and I had a difference of opinion. My opinion being that it should make sauce, and its being that it should create art."
Tony stuck the end of his thumb in his mouth to clean a bit of sauce, made a face, and reached for a paper towel. "Could use some salt," he muttered.
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battcries-included · 1 year
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@thenamesallison probly doesnt remember sending: -hits tony in the shoulder- "You made me short. I don't like that."
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“Okay, first of all, rude.” Tony held up a finger at his eldest, expression deadpan. “Second of all there’s no need for violence.”  A second later his expression softened, mock-apologetic smile replacing the stern line his mouth had been. 
"Sorry, kiddo. At least you got my brains and your mom's looks. Not a bad combo, if you ask me.”
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battcries-included · 2 years
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@soulstcne sent: "Hello?"
Send "Hello?" For a starter where my muse has been missing for 3 days and calls yours. || Accepting
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Tony closed his eyes, releasing the held breath that had started going stale in his lungs. Aisling. He wanted her to say something else, anything else, if it meant hearing her voice. It wasn’t until he heard a second, more confused and now slightly skeptical, “Hello?”‌ that Tony found his own voice.
“Your voice has to be the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard,”‌ he croaked into the flip phone he’d borrowed from some random passers-by. They were mumbling to each other behind and off to the side of him. Tony turned and gave them a small wave and a grin, but they were more distracted by the bruising on his chin, bloodied temple, and the fact that he was Tony Stark. And probably that he looked like he'd walked through miles of jungle to get here. He had.
Tony ignored their stares, cleared his throat. “I love you so much, and right now I could really use a ride home. And a shower."
“I’m in... Bahia,”‌ he said, squinting at one of the nearby buildings. "There's a river here, so not quite..”‌ He turned again, “…in the capitol, but near the coast. I think this is south of Salvador.”‌ Sue him, he’d been there on holiday before.
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battcries-included · 2 years
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 @stylish-alastor​  asked: “ what are your nightmares about? they may not be so bad if you talk about them. ”
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He doubted that. But Tony lowered the hot chocolate he’d had JARVIS whip up on the spot. Warmed the bones, sent away the chill that seemed to stick after the bad ones. He’d been sipping it and staring out the window at the black of the ocean on a hot Malibu night for a good five minutes now, but he turned away as he spoke, pacing the long way around the room. 
“New York, mostly,” he said. “Sometimes Afghanistan. It doesn’t make sense in a way I can...” He took an overlarge gulp of the hot chocolate before he tried again, “It’s- sensations, sounds, things I heard, saw, whatever. Things I recognize. And all of them mean death. For me, for the team, for everyone in Manhattan.” 
“It’s perpetually being trapped in my worst experiences, only my brain decides to make it a challenge of how much more terrible it could have been,” he said with a note of finality, summing it all up into a simple sentence that couldn’t possibly explain it all.
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battcries-included · 2 years
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my muse has been missing for three days, and has just escaped/been found/etc. send "Hello?" for what my muse says in their first phonecall to yours, when they finally get access to a phone.
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battcries-included · 2 years
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Hello fictional man, you badly need therapy. Unfortunately, what I'll be giving you instead is men and more feelings.
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battcries-included · 2 years
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// Ive been experiencing a combination of “it is Too hot,” it’s my birthday week, and a serious flare up of my chronic shoulder issues, so I haven’t been able to write despite setting my pc up, but let me tell you I am eyes emoji-ing at those memes so hard 👀
I’m really excited to come back and answer things and continue threads. I owe so many of you @-@
But! That just means I have many things to be excited for 🥰
I look forward to creating more with all of you!
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battcries-included · 2 years
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requested by @yellenabelovas ❤️ // [insp.]
THE AVENGERS (2012) dir. Joss Whedon
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battcries-included · 2 years
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I did it.
I left him.
I'm sitting on the couch with my best friend an ocean away from my abusive ex husband.
I'm free.
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battcries-included · 2 years
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@felix-wyatt sent: "Well, hello sleeping beauty. You fell asleep on me."
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Had he? He had. That was definitely a shoulder his cheek was mashed into. Oops. Tony blinked a few times, pulling himself into a straighter sitting position and scrubbing a hand over his face to wake up. “Proximital hazard,” he said, peering out the window at the passing buildings. “Are we downtown?” 
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battcries-included · 2 years
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Send 🎉💋 for your muse to give my muse a "Happy New Year!" kiss.
Alternatively, send 🎉😮 for my muse to give your muse a "Happy New Year!" kiss.
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