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daxymaxywaxy · 1 month
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So, today at school I just made a deal to finish a c.ai bot for my best friend's password 😁
School's real fun
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daxymaxywaxy · 3 months
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What’s up losers, I’m back
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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Why does the AU ‘Avenging Birds’ or ‘Avenging Angels’ - whatever the au name is reminds me of ‘Birds’ by Imagine Dragons
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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Why don’t people like my recent fanfiction
Is it the fact I won’t take requests??
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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Two men walked down the sidewalk of Astoria Park, stopping at certain points to watch the sun go down. A man in a Columbia sweater and dark gray sweatpants rested his arms on the railing, his scarred hands hanging. The other man in a navy blue sweater and jeans was next to the guy in the Columbia sweater.
"- This is.. quite peaceful." said the man in the bright blue Columbia sweater. The other man nodded.
"It always has been peaceful in Astoria Park, Stephen." said the other man who had his hands in his pockets. Stephen averted his eyes over to the other person next to him. The guy in the navy blue sweater had a small smile.
"Hm.." Stephen's looked back at the view in front of him. "Tony, do you ever wonder.. if - you know what, never mind." He had decided not to finish the additional sentence. Tony tilted his head to look at Stephen - he wanted to say something. But he was quite unsure what to say. Tony looked back.
Silence surrounded the two. Both of them were quiet. Tony seemed to be in a slight loss of words. Stephen was unsure how to continue the conversation. So, there was an awkward silence for a quite moment. Tony sighed, taking his hands out of his pockets, crossing his arms, and looking back at the sorcerer. Stephen was still quiet as if he was enjoying the pulchritudinous view between the bridges.
"It's nice to be out while you're not.. doing your little wizard thing, hm?" said Tony, sounding a little soft. Stephen made himself to lean back up to stand and turned his head to the right, looking at Tony. But, he averted his eyes away before speaking.
"I guess." Stephen averted his eyes back to Tony, a little smirk appearing. "It's.. quite nice- to keep away from the duties for a while." He added on, putting one hand on his hips as he slightly nodded. Tony chuckled softly.
Then, silence occurred again - the conversation sounded awkward. Tony put one of his hands on Stephen's. A small blush of bright red slowly faded on his cheeks. Tony seemed.. hesitated to make the move. Stephen turned his head and make eye contact with Tony's charmingly brown eyes. He raised one of his eye brows slightly, wondering what he was trying to do.
"What are you trying to-" Stephen's sentence had to cut off with a kiss on the lips by the billionaire in the navy blue sweater who had grabbed his collar and pulled him down. Stephen's cheeks became instantly bright red. He did not expect that sudden move from someone who's a 'playboy.'
Tony giggled softly when he broke the kiss. The sorcerer had to process what just happened because it was sudden. He looked to be in a extreme loss of words. Tony stood in front of him, staring at him. He knew the sorcerer didn't expect that. A small grin happened when he stared at the flustered (and probably embarrassed) Stephen.
A/N: And this is going to stop here because I'm lazy
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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I COMPLETELY FORGOT TONY STARK’S BIRTHDAY AAAAaaa
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, TONY AND HIS ACTOR
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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Fallen.
The hot rod themed armor laid under the trees, lifeless. Holding the gift from Pepper, flowers surrounding the armor, and the infinity stones gleaming on the back of his left hand. The left arm armor was damaged - cracks going up to the faceplate. Colorful flowers was surrounding around the arc reactor. His left arm holding it to the middle of his chest gently. The arc reactor had something carved on it:
“Proof that Tony Stark has a heart.”
The armor’s fingers were covering the last three words. Shade from the leaves attached to the branches was above the armor. The wind breezing at the trees and the armor at the same time. The armor glimmer under the enormous star in spaces. Its faceplate’s optics (also meaning eyes) looked like pitch black.
This had only meant one thing to the world: Iron Man had fallen.
A/N: Originally posted on Discord, so why not post it here?
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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Might start posting fanfictions 👍🏼
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daxymaxywaxy · 11 months
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Some people seems to be forgetting Morgan exists. Is she really that hard to remember?
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daxymaxywaxy · 1 year
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I hate when fanfiction stories make y/n like a softie. Like hello??? We ain’t like that. If I was in a story where some character was yelling at me, I’ll yell back.
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