Moved to @apotheosistm​

Moved to @apotheosistm​

Moved to @apotheosistm​

Moved to @apotheosistm​

[ Change of plans. My queque here is empty anyways. So let me move all my reminding 7 drafts directly over my new multymuse blog @apotheosistm ]

[ Yeah-yeah This blog ain’ that old yet, but I just fail to keep track of everything, so this is happening now: 

Mowing Tony over to @apotheosistm 

My queque will keep running till all my drafts are done. Afterwards I most likely won’t come back on over here again ]

[ The Sessionbox add on I use for Chrome is currently dactivating itself daily and I have to reinstall it over and over again. So I’m REALLY tempted to just mae a multi muse account and pull all muses over there. I am just so demotivated to think of a new url and make neutral looking blog. This just sucks. ]

heboughtscratchers‌:

“You know, you’ll never be a burden. You’ll just be that weird old man that came barging into my garage and was dragging a robo-suit. Can I call you robo-cop? Guess not cause you’re not a cop. But anyways, the point is, you’ve got family. You might as well use them when you get old senile and feeble. You know? Why let strangers do it?” He shrugged, and then smiled softly at Tony. “Well, on the topic of who should be your protege…for when you get senile…I’d make a great Iron Man.”

     So this was what all this was about in the end. Tony only could roll his eyes at Harley’s suggestions. 

     “First of all, I don’t want to use anyone. That’s kind of a toxic mentality, don’t you think? 

      - And second, I didn’t financially supported your education to now do all the hard work for you. Build your own suit, Harley. 

                  - You surely are smart enough to do so! 

        - But on a last note, I actually never wanted you to step in as hero. I really, REALLY want you to be spared of this hardship. I know you kind of romanticize it and I did too for more than half of my life. But lately I see it as what it is, 

                         - a huge sacrifice. 

          - Look, kid. I want you to live a long and happy life without geting injured, or even die on the battlefield.”

captainassofamerica‌:

“Maybe the Nobel is stressing you too much?” He said as he kept the man wrapped in his arms.  Tony most likely could feel Steve’s throbbing desire poking against his rear. Steve gave him a dashing smile as he mapped his neck with tender kisses. He loved the man deeply.  He was one of the few person that could deal with Tony’s mood because he knew what it was behind it. “Because you told me how you feel…”  He replied when he was asked why he accepted the accords. “I had a bad feeling because I knew governments could be infiltrated by groups. Yet, I decided to trust because you were so sure about it” He commented. “You decided to help Bucky despite everything what happened with your parents.” he made a pause. “And that’s something not any man do, Tony”  Steve added with a gentle smile. Then, he chuckled when Tony mentioned they had excessive sex.  He bit his lower lip as he looked into his eyes with a mischievous smile. “It had been scientifically proven sex helps intelligence” He stated casually. His hand traveled down the man’s abs and squeezed his manhood gently.  "You are a the world’s greatest genius, so I’m helping" He added satisfied he got Tony moaning.

      This was escalating quickly. Maybe a little too quickly for Tony’s taste, at least in the situation he found himself into right now. But Steve’s lips against his skin, his hands on his body and his boner pushing against his cheeks - all this - just drove him crazy. 

      It kinda was the opposite of what Steve tried to promote to him, because sitting on Steve’s lap made him feel like he only had one brain cell left that screamed for more intimacy with the super soldier. 

      Maybe this would be his only chance to ever ride Steve’s dick and he would be a fool to not take it, wouldn’t he? 

      “Are you saying all my one night stands made me the genius I am today?”, he chuckled, locking his eyes with Rogers while biting down on his lower lip when being blessed with that dashing smile that made him go even more weak. 

      “God, Steve”, he hummed while almost automatically started to roll up his hips to grind against Steve’s boner. “Since when do you know how to push all my buttons right, huh?” 

      His voice wasn’t barely more than a husky whisper while his lips inched closer to get yet another kiss from the man he had desired for so long.

ironstarkfamiily‌:

He appreciate that the man didn’t give him any more unnecessary apologies. It was hard enough, and people kept having to bring it back up to say sorry to him for it.

“Th-thanks Mr Stark.” He gave him a small smile, trying to how much he appreciate the thought.

The kid tugs nervously at his ear lobe, before linking his fingers together to stop himself. “I- I do love my aunt and uncle… but honestly, i wouldn’t mind living with you.” Damn, his shyness was showing, betrayed by his polite and gentle personality.

“Honestly, you- you don’t need to worry. I have a feeling you’ll be a good dad- great even- I- I don’t exactly have anything to compare with- like at all. So- I’m sure we’ll be fine…” he rambles nervously.

“give- give me a book on anything scientific- like Chemistry or- or something to take apart and put back together and I’m happy- I’ve always been rather quiet, So books and computers- oh and Lego- have- have been my friend… so you won’t even have to worry about me.” he finished, rubbing his neck.

He hoped that because the man himself was a genius, that he didn’t tease him over how much he liked studying and science. He got enough of that in school.

        Stark’s forehead wrinkled with worries, despite the boy’s promises. He couldn’t imagine Peter to be without any prejudices. Anyone had expectations when it came to certain types of relationships and so would have his son. His fear was, that he wouldn’t match them the slightest, no matter how much he would try to be better than Howard ever could have been. 

        “Huh. Chemistry?”, the billionaire repeated rather surprised. “Guess you are coming after me more then you look like.”, he wanted to joke, loosen up the tense situation a little, only to notice himself that it could be misunderstanded easily and therefore quickly changed the topic again. 

        “Now that we settled this, you wanna leave with me? You can have the guest room - make it your own. Money doesn’t matter.” He only knew for a hot minute of the existence of this kid and already threatened to spoil it rotten. Maybe it was his guilt that made him do so. Since he didn’t knew of his existence, Tony felt like he was the worst kind of dad there is, the one that never showed up. Now he felt obligated to change that, or at least die trying.

thebookofmuses‌:

Wanda nodded nervously. She knew he was trying to get away from the Avengers and everything, but he was her only hope. “I know, but I didn’t know who else I could talk to.”

He knew her too well. Then again, it didn’t take much to figure out why she would be coming to him. She looked down with a heavy heart when he said he couldn’t help her. “There must be something you can do. You found a way to travel through time. You and Bruce are what made Vision who he was. He can’t just be gone.”

      The despair in her voice let his chest ache. He wished he could do what she asked for. 

           He wished for it to be possible so badly. 

      But there were too many risks to take, to many lives on the line for a chance so small, it wasn’t even really there. 

      With a sigh, Tony stepped closer, lay an comforting hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her into the direction of a couple of chairs on his porch, where he let go of her again and sat down himself. 

     “I know, sometimes my doing looks kinda magical, but I am no sorcerer, Wanda. There is a science behind time traveling that wouldn’t allow Vision to reappear in this timeline and there is a kind of magic behind the creation of Vision through the stone, that I can not recreate. In both cases, my hands are bounded.”, he spoke sincerely with her in the most compassionate tone he was able to come up with, because he felt her pain. He knew how it was to lose people that supposed to be everything to him, even though everyone believed the opposite was the case since he was one of the few people that actually had a family to live with during the dark five years of uncertainty. 

     “Wanda - I - I truly wish I could do what you ask me for. But all I can do is offer you to stay for dinner and visit as often as you want to, since you are - well - some kind of daughter in law of mine.” 

"Mr. Stark...? Can I ask you something kind of personal?" (Peter)

    The blood in Tony’s veins froze by this question, already counting with the worst possible outcome of this upcoming conversation. Yet, he tried to play it cool and hide his uprising panic behind a facade of grimaces. 

     “Depends. Normally those kind of questions are what I try to avoid. Sure you don’t rather want some bad advice instead? I’m surprisingly good at those.”, he joked, but nevertheless would listen to whatever Peter was about to ask or tell him.

[ I also noticed that I have more MCU than actual Superior Iron Man threads. So let’s change that, shall we? Like this for a little multiverse angst. ]

[ I filled my queque with some replies for the next days to come, while I’m on trip to Berlin ]

@joergenstonks for Peter

     “So? -”, Tony started just to stop again and look the boy in front of him up and down. “How does the new suit fit? All good, or do we have to do some adjustments?”, he kept going, looking through the data on his holographic screens to check on the suits stats. 

     “I know, I might spoil you too much sometimes, but just see it as my hobby 

        - to build suits, I mean. Not the spoiling part. 

             - However. This one can do so much more than the last one. You surely will need a while to adjust to it, so don’t go too crazy on your next neighborhood watch. These extras are only for avenger’s level threads, alright?” 

     Only then he looked up from the screen again to give Peter a harsh look. 

              “Understood?” 

make me choose : steve or and tony, requested by @inejwraithh

[ I currently run 4 rp blogs for 3 different fandoms at once. So - never pester me about replies, or I will lose my cool ]