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Thank you for everything, Tony and Nat.
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Rhodey 
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For all the absolute trash in your inbox, just imagine Rhodey getting sick and crashing at the cabin for a few days and baby Morgan keeps giving him her toys so he’ll feel better
fhkdjfd yesss and most of them r war machine toys bc uncle rhodey is her favourite superhero. he protects and makes sure her dad always makes it back home to her after avengers missions, so now she’s gonna protect uncle rhodey and help nurse him back to health
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Surprise!!!
So, it has really being a long time since i uploaded anything really of my Tony FanArt vault, and honestly it has always been part of my original mission and i feel like i’ve been let astray from my purpose.
Soooooo
Starting from today i’m gonna upload my favorite Thunderiron Fanart of the Day and mentioning the author or if don’t know who they are i’m going to forward it to the ‘intelectual author’. Feel free to send your own fanart, i love any Tony Ship™, he deserves the fuckin universe…
That said and without further delay i declare the Daily Tony’s Deserved Love Dose open and running.
My favorite FanArt of the Day: Thunderiron.
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rhodey’s arms in endgame. that’s it. that’s the post.
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#RhodeyBirthdayCelebrationWeek
day 5 / oct 10 - 5 OUTFITS
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Rhodey Birthday Celebration Week                 ﹂ Artist Challenge – FREE:
“He’s definitely got some “what-the-eff-is-happening” [attitude,] more than maybe the rest of them do, given his background. But it’s a trial by fire, and he’s quickly adapted to what [the threat] is, rather than what he wishes it were”– Don Cheadle about Rhodey
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JAMES RUPERT “RHODEY” RHODES
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happy birthday, honey bear
also on ao3
Rhodey had had a good birthday, really. His family had come to visit, bringing each and every one of his dearly beloved- and insanely irritating- sisters, they’d gone to his favorite Indian place for dinner, and he’d had fun.
Only, he hadn’t seen Tony all day.
Rhodey wasn’t an idiot; he knew Tony was busy with the several degrees he was taking at once. On top of that, Tony rarely remembered dates, not with all of the other genius ideas running through his brain like a hamster on an unhinged wheel. Rhodey knew all of that, but he still missed his boyfriend on his birthday.
He opened the door to his dorm quietly, in case Tony had come in at some point and passed out. For someone so sleep-deprived, Tony was an awfully light sleeper.
Tony was indeed in their room, laying in Rhodey’s bed in the MIT hoodie he’d stolen from Rhodey, tinkering with something or other. When he saw Rhodey, he sat up with a blinding smile.
“Sour Patch!” he cried happily, setting aside whatever he was playing with and making grabby hands at Rhodey. “You’re back!”
Rhodey chuckled, toeing off his shoes and squeezing into the tiny twin bed with Tony. “I do live here, you know.”
“Don’t be a shit, that’s my job,” Tony swatted his arm with a scowl. “How was dinner?”
“It was fine,” Rhodey said. “Mama says hello, by the way. And that if you don’t call her back, she’s going to come find you.”
“Your mother terrifies me,” Tony shuddered theatrically, but he was smiling shyly. “I’ll call her tomorrow.”
“How was lab time?” asked Rhodey, faux-casual. He assumed that was where Tony had been all day; locked up in that empty lab of his with only the robots for company. DUM-E was sweet, but he was no substitute for actual human interaction.
Tony flushed slightly, embarrassed. “I didn’t blow anything up,” he said.
“A promising start.”
“I just had a deadline I had to meet,” he rolled his eyes. “Hard deadline, none of my usual I’ll submit this a week late stuff.”
“And you came back?” Rhodey said, incredulous. Tony’s usual routine for hard deadlines was an all-nighter in the lab and some sort of genius, life changing invention in the morning.
“Of course I came, idiot,” Tony said, nuzzling his face into Rhodey’s neck. “It’s your birthday.”
“You remembered?” Rhodey looked at the younger boy in delighted shock. Tony was notorious for not remembering birthdays, or holidays, or basic human needs. He was smart like that. Rhodey honestly thought that Tony had forgotten what day it was.
“How could I forget?” said Tony. “It’s been in my calendar for months; that was my hard deadline. I was in the lab for so long because I was trying to finish up your present. You’ll love it; it’s-”
Rhodey knew that wasn’t it, exactly; Tony still had some apprehensions about joining in on the Rhodes clan’s family time, despite being told a hundred times he was part of the family. He often disappeared into his lab when Rhodey’s family came to visit, afraid of intruding. Still, Rhodey couldn’t help his fond smile as he pressed a kiss to Tony’s hair to cut off his rambling. “You didn’t have to make me anything,” he said. “You just being here with me is enough.”
“Love you, too, Honey Bear,” Tony tipped his face up to kiss Rhodey. He clearly didn’t believe Rhodey, but that was okay; Rhodey would just keep saying it (and meaning it every time). “I’ll show you your gift tomorrow. For now, I think birthday cuddles are in order, don’t you?”
“Sounds perfect, Tones,” Rhodey said, heart swelling with the love he felt for his best friend and lover.
Tony rested his head on Rhodey’s chest, curls tickling his nose. “Happy birthday, Rhodey.”
Rhodey snuggled closer against his boyfriend, closing his eyes contentedly. It had been a good birthday.
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“tony, you say this every year.” “and have i ever disappointed you?” “not even once.”
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birthday pancakes
happy birthday to the strongest avenger, colonel platypus honeybear!! here’s a little mit era fic 💙
🎉🎊🎈🎁
For the first time since midterms started, Jim was able to get in more than six hours of uninterrupted sleep. It had been a rough week – all his exams were scheduled for early in the season so he had three of them back to back, and in between all the studying, he had two papers he needed to finish research for and some lab results to write up before they were due in a few days. When he wasn’t in class, Jim had practically lived in the library for the last two and a half weeks and it was nice to finally get to spend some quality time in his own bed back at the dorms.
So Jim would really appreciate it right now if Tony could please take the hint and stop shoving at his shoulder to try and wake him up.
“Rhodey. Rhodey. RhodeyRhodeyRhodeyRhodey. Jimbo. Wake up, platypus. Rhodeeeeey.”
A little miffed at having to concede defeat and say goodbye to his dreams, Jim throws his comforter back and sits upright. “What? I’m getting a full night’s rest for the first time in weeks, man. I was dreaming of a vacation in Greece.” He rubs at his eyes, trying to get them to open fully.
“I can take you to Greece this summer. But right now this is more important. Happy birthday, honeybear!!”
After rapidly blinking a bit more and his vision clears up, the first thing Jim registers is his best friend standing in front of him with bright eyes and a soft smile, looking infinitely proud of himself for whatever it is he had planned for Jim’s birthday.
And, admittedly, what Tony has planned looks great. He turns to the desk and grabs a tray with an amazing spread to present to Jim. It’s filled to the brim with everything Jim loves – good old orange juice and coffee, bacon, eggs benedict, mini croissants, and best of all, pancakes. Pancakes stacked at least six inches high, surrounded by strawberries and blueberries, with a single lit candle stuck in the middle of the topmost layer.
A smile breaks out across Jim’s face. “Wow, Tones. All this just for me?”
“Duh, who else would I do this for?“ Tony asks, as if the idea that he’d go to all this effort for anyone else is just preposterous. “Now make a wish!”
After Jim closes his eyes and blows out the candle, Tony puts the tray back on the desk and drags it over to the bed. Jim shifts so he’s facing the table and Tony plops down next to him.
“Go on,” Tony says. “Dig in.”
Jim hesitates. “You’re not gonna, like, just sit there and watch me eat, right? You’re eating some of this too.”
It takes a bit of wheedling, and Tony keeps saying that it’s Jim’s special day and this meal is just for him, but eventually Jim convinces Tony that there’s no possible way he can finish all of that food and manages to shove a bacon in his mouth mid-argument. After that, Tony admits he’s kind of sort of really hungry too and starts shamelessly eating the pancakes that Jim had cut up while they were bickering. Not that Jim minds.
When only tiny flakes from the croissant and smears of hollandaise sauce are all that’s left on the plates, they both slump against the wall, too stuffed to even think about cleaning up. Even though it was just crappy food from their cafeteria, it was one of the best meals Jim has ever had in his life.
He turns to his best friend. “You know, I could have just gone down to the cafeteria with you. You didn’t have to bring all of this up here.”
Tony rests his head against Jim’s shoulder and gives a light shrug. “You had a long week. I figured you deserved some breakfast in bed instead of standing in line with everyone else to wait for your food,” he says. “Plus, I needed to beat the morning rush because you know otherwise Janine would never have been willing to make twenty pancakes just for one student.”
“Well, all of this was delicious,” Jim says as he gently knocks their heads together. “Thank you, Tones. You’ve already made my birthday pretty amazing.”
“And the day’s just started!” Tony exclaims, hopping off the bed. He picks up the tray and nudges the desk back into place with his hips. “I still have a lot planned for you! Take a nap, or go for your morning workout if you feel like torturing yourself, I guess. But I’m going to bring this back downstairs and let you have some time for yourself, and later we’re going out and I’m treating you to the best day ever.”
“Alright.” Jim yawns and snuggles into his pillow, smiling as his eyes droop closed. “Can’t wait.”
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🎂🍰🧁🎈🎊🎉HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMES RUPERT "RHODEY" RHODES AKA WAR MACHINE AKA HOTTEST AVENGER!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎊🎈🧁🍰🎂
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Love you 3000
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Don’t talk to him or his armoured cat son ever again!!
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I hope that Miles Morales has a productive Inktober.
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I just realized that Peter and Morgan have their first moments on screen wearing the same gauntlet-glove thing and an Iron Man/Rescue helmet and I’m not okay
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