93 floors located at 200 Park Avenue at East 45th Street, New York City, New York.
Stark Tower was built and designed by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. Â Originally, Tony intended that everything from the penthouse and above would be a luxury home for the two of them. Â After the battle with the Chitauri, he redesigned and rebuilt the damaged area. Â As soon as it was finished he donated it as headquarters for the Avengers.
The environmental controls, security, and any connected computer systems are managed by JARVIS throughout the entire building. Â Any employee can talk to JARVIS and make requests by simply speaking out loud.Â
The Avengers section - Â Floor 93 to Floor 82
The top twelve floors include luxury rooms for the Avengers. Â Each room is designed and decorated according to the specific need or desire of its occupant. Â There are several dozen unassigned rooms that are used for guests or visitors as needed. Â There is a state of the art fitness room, private theater, medical area, kitchen, and the former penthouse serves as a common room. Â There is also a highly secure room filled with all of Tonyâs latest technology that serves as a staging room for Avengers related missions.
The section is accessed by a private elevator via a back entrance into Stark Tower from the ground floor. Â Only Bruce Banner and Tony Stark can currently access the elevator from the Stark Industries section.Â
The Party Deck - Floor 81
There is a landing pad for helicopters or any VTOL aircraft. Â There is also Tonyâs personal landing pad which includes a walkway for his armor removal. Â The deck access the common room by the windowed doors and a door at the end of Tonyâs walkway.
Tony and Pepperâs apartment - Floor 80
The floor under the party deck was redesigned as an apartment for the couple. Â They are the only two that have unlimited access to that floor, but either can allow guests.
Tonyâs workshop - Floor 79
The floor under the apartment is where Tony works on his latest suit designs and inventions. Â Pepper has access to the workshop. Â There is a private freight elevator for moving large pieces into and out of the workshop. Â That connects to his ground floor garage workshop.
Stark Industries - Floor 78 to 1
Everything below Tonyâs workshop belongs to Stark Industries.Â
Floor 78 and 77 contain the executive offices. Â Tonyâs office is next to Pepperâs.
Floor 76 contains various board rooms and meeting rooms.
Floor 75 to 66 are dedicated to R&D.Â
Floor 75 Bruceâs lab is the top most secure floor. Â Bruce and Tony have unlimited access to it. Â Bruce has been given the authority to allow or deny access on a case by case basis.
Floor 74 through 70 are the classified sections of R&D usually dealing with SHIELD or other government agencies.
Floor 69 through 66 are the business and philanthropic research areas.
Floor 65 to 61 contain several biological laboratories
Floor 60 to 56 are for testing various new Stark designsÂ
Floor 55 to floor 2 contain everything else needed for Stark Industries business functioning
Floor 1 has the lobby area where the public comes into Stark Tower. Â Thereâs also the private access area for the Avengers and Tonyâs garage workshop.
The floors below Stark Tower contain the Arc Reactor that runs the entire building.
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with every episode i stan zemo more and more listen bro iâm sorry for all the shit i talked in civil war you are a turkish delight
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Spence, please I need someone I know is real right now.
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This is so cute I couldnât not reblogđ„șđ„°
i heard we were talking about dad!spencer and this concept is so so important to me i need to talk about this but imagine u have work but spence has the day off and he just spends the day with ur little girl taking her places and sending you pictures and updates throughout the dayđ„șđ„ș and then you come home late and heâs asleep on the couch and sheâs curled up to his side or sleeping on his chest with a movie playing in the backgroundđ„° please this lives in my head i canât.
GIRL DAD SPENCER SUPREMACY
i love this so much bc spencer reid is a girl dad and i will stand by that, he takes her to the park where he pushes her on the swings and goes on the seesaw with her, he secretly loves it despite all the germs because he kinda gets to be a kid again and do all the things he missed out in as a child and they have a little picnic as well (but only after heaps of hand sanitizer)
then to his favourite coffee shop where he gets his caffeine boost, he gets a cappuccino and she gets a hot chocolate, they do a cheers and clink their glasses which is so cute! they both end up with little foam moustaches which makes them laugh and spencer takes a picture to send to you! they also split a chocolate donut which is both of their faves bc you just know she takes after him in every way possible
then spencer takes her to library where she can pick out any 3 books which theyâll read together, and he gets her her own library card and everything and shes so excited about it, lets say shes at a slightly advanced reading level, spencer never forces her to get books that are above her age range because shes still a kid and still enjoys the short easy books and truth be told he loves doing voices for the different funny characters !!
by this point shes tired so they come back home for a nap and spencer ends up falling asleep as well, theres toys scattered across the floor and the tv is still running and spencers long limbs are hanging off the sofa as his baby lays on his chest, you get home early from work and youâre met with this adorable sight and you take so many pictures and you dont dare disturb them when they look so peaceful đ„ș
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A Little Death
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Iâm not sure just a little story concept I came up with at 3 am and ran with. enjoy.
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Nothing this bad was supposed to happen here. Ever.
It wasnât me who came up with the idea of writing everything down. I canât remember who did, but as soon as it was mentioned everyone else seemed to like the idea too.
 I'm not sure what they expect me to write exactly, but I was voted the most capable to do so out of everyone, which of course I disagree with but I donât really hate the idea of documenting this. So if no one else will I guess it canât hurt to give it a crack.
Eva had to dig around her room for a couple minutes to find a journal, which she must have forgotten she had because there were no more than four small sketches we had to rip out for the book to be completely empty.
I tried sitting in the living room to write, I thought maybe being around everyone would give me more inspiration to write but all that happened was everyone decided to crowd around me, all staring at the blank paper in anticipation as though whatever I wrote would impact the universe forever. I couldnât stand it, how do they expect me to write with them hovering over me like that.
There is a reason why I was the one chosen though, because even though I have the messiest handwriting that absolutely no one can read, I'm good with getting down the small things, like the feelings.Â
But I want anyone reading this to know that this is me writing about my feelings and my feelings only, not Evaâs and not Noahâs. My feelings, my experiences. That's the only way this is going to work.
The only one out of all 9 of us that lived out of town was Eva, a sweet farm girl that likes to bake. Weâre all lucky to be friends with her, Iâm not sure if we would even be alive if we didnât have a place out of town to stay.Â
Iâll be forever grateful to Eva for that.
I found a spot on the balcony, kind of huddled up in the corner. I even brought a blanket to make sure I didnât get cold.
It's a nice spot, the balcony is where I usually have a smoke in the morning, usually with warm tea and a book every now and then. The deck squeaks wherever you step and the railings are slowly rotting away, someone will probably have to fix them soon before one of us ends up falling over the edge.
There isnât much to do here though, everyone kind of just sits around when theyâre not on watch. A few people have just finished building a garden on the roof but we need to make a small trip to a house to get seeds because I donât think anyone thought we would even get this far ahead.
The view is nice here, the property has a bunch of gum trees surrounding it which gives us just a little bit more cover, but god do the kookaburras get loud in the morning, I honestly donât think Iâve slept in past 7 or 8 am in months.Â
Thereâs a creek a couple hundred meters from âthe shackâ. Thatâs what weâve nicknamed Evaâs, it fits pretty well too. The house is pretty run down, been here a couple decades but I think itâs the perfect place to hideout.
I know I should be writing about other things, but I feel like I have to set the scene or maybe if youâre reading this youâve already skipping my monologue and gotten to the actual beginning, which hasnât been written yet but itâs probably there for you.Â
Hopefully.
Itâs been pretty boring here the last few weeks, and this has been the best idea anyone's had in a while. I feel a little guilty I have to admit, Noah seemed to really like the idea of writing everything down and I could tell he secretly wanted to be the one writing. He is a good writer too, he hasnât said anything yet and I doubt he will.
Heâs too nice to say anything, so it will probably eat away at him until he either decides to write his own version, or forget about it and do something else.
Noah is a sweetheart really, but he wasn't with us from the very beginning, he came a little bit later, so I guess it made sense that he wasn't the one chosen.
There's not much more to now than to get into the âstoryâ, Iâm not really sure how to do it so Iâm going to start in the beginning and work my way from there to now, which should be fine if my memory is working fine.
Iâm going to start in Psychology class, double period on a Friday, God it feels like a lifetime since Iâve been in a classroom and it's not like I ever hated school, it's just a bit of you don't know what you have until it's gone.
By the start of the second session an announcement was made over the loudspeaker, the principle calling a lockdown. This was odd for more than one reason.
The first being this is Australia, everyone doesnât walk around with guns freely. The second is I havenât had a real lockdown since grade 3 when some crackhead walked into school with a cricket bat trying to hit tiny fairies.
So we all just assumed it was a drill, even the teacher did. That was at least until Mrs Reece got an email.
I remember her asking the class who had gotten the COVID vaccine, at least half the class put their hands up, a couple of them being my friends, Ellie Newton, Emily Jackson, Jake Cross and Lucas Walker.
They were taken out of the class by some other teacher, I can't remember his name but he taught P.E which I didnât do, obviously. He had a whole group of kids with him, saying anyone that was vaccinated had to go to the gym immediately, so when everyone left there weren't many people in the room-no more than 15 year 11âs.
But I never saw that group of people again.
It only took a couple minutes and the remaining people were moved to the second gym, the old one that we only used when the new one was being used for something else. I just remember it being full of students who were all crowded in small groups all as clueless as we were.
The remaining 500 or so people of all year levels were told to sit, they set up the projector and started playing the news. I remember saying something to Sarah next to me along the lines of, âwow all this for the queen finally dyingâ. It was funny at the time I promise.
But instead of showing the royal family the screen showed people running around the city in what I can only describe as anarchy, cars were on fire and there were just bodies laying there on the road like roadkill.
It didnât take long for someone to say it though, we were waiting for someone to shout it.
âZombie Apocalypse!â
I still get shivers even now, thinking about how quickly everything changed.
The news broadcast explained that the only people that were infected currently were people who got the vaccine, and it only took a few moments for things to click in my brain.
Everyone else in my family got the vaccine except me, Mum and Mad got theirs so they could go back to work, and my younger sister had to get hers done to be accepted back at kindergarten.
Not to mention the vaccine wasnât cheap, $40 per dose. So I decided I could live without it for an extra week to two to make sure we had enough money for bills and food.
Maybe my parents being broke was what saved my life.
Then the police came and told us we couldnât leave, which only made me want to leave even more. I felt trapped while my family was at home turning into mindless brain eaters.
I guess that was where our plan began, none of us wanted to stay there in the old gym that smelled too much like sweaty socks. The plan wasnât even that good, we only got out by dumb luck that 10 police officers couldnât keep tabs on everyone.
So we all went to the toilets a couple minutes apart from each other, climbing out of the small window. It was a miracle we all even fit.
I donât know what happened to the kids that stayed in that gym, but I havenât seen another kid from school since that day, well not alive at least.
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After 20 painstaking years of research, Eva Ramon Gallegos, a Mexican scientist has finally developed a cure to eliminate 100 percent human papillomavirus and prevent the spread of cervical cancer among women. (x) (x) (x) Yâall they cured HPV
Yet Trumpâs America wouldnât want you to hear about this nor help it go mainstream
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dating george weasley and being a ravenclaw
warnings: stupidly [wickedly] hot men named george fabian weasley, kinda smut, cussing fs, angst because our angel is insecure, also i may have almost cried writing this and itâs sO LONG I AM SO SORRY
people that may like this (?): @whiz-bangs78 @vogueweasley @gcdric (whenever youâre back! :)) @theweasleyslut @thehufflepuffwife @lupinsclassroom @wand3ringr0s3 @kitwalker02 @monoscandal @pansydaisy
iâm obsessy espressy w this pic btw please take it for your enjoyment
this man boy
is so enamored with you
he doesnât even really know a whole lot about you at first, stealing glances from across the great hall
listening intently when you answer questions in class
he starts to memorize the way you roll your eyes when you ask snape a question you canât answer
and the way you wrinkle your nose when someone stereotypes you based on your house
youâre fiery, but youâre so poised for quick answers and sharp looks
he would pay big money to have you roast him during class like you do to cormac when he tries to hit on you a lot
which earns him many a revenge prank
and then he starts to try and talk to you, rather foolishly at first
but he finds it so intensely sexy the banter you two get involved in during these interactions
âIf it isnât my favorite little bird, Y/N ;)â
âArenât there other nests for you to bother, Weasley?â
âNone that I find as mildly riveting, my dear, I do love a bird that chirps backâ
âDo you like ones that bite, too?â
âI donât know if your beak is sharp enough, loveâ
âCome up to me when Iâm reading again, and Iâll give you some harder evidence of just how bad my bite is hmm?â
(Unbeknownst to you as you walk away, heâs already got some harder evidence growing in his jeans...)
he doesnât stop searching you out, determined to prove to you heâs enough
you two after about a week and a half finally go out to hogsmeade on your first date
he takes you to the three broomsticks where you both drink butterbeer and make deep conversation for hours until close
thereâs a point where he makes you laugh so hard you snort and spit out some of your butterbeer
which makes him snort and spit out his butterbeer
he realizes a couple things then:
1) heâs obsessed with the way you tell stories or talk passionately about the subjects you love. he adores watching how you light up everywhere in your body and talk so fast at points you canât breathe
2) he wants to live in your head. he studies the way you think and watches you intently as you process punchlines and stories and memories and he realizes
i need to be something she thinks about
and without realizing it while youâre laughing super hard he puts his hand on the back of your neck and kisses you like itâs the last night on this planet
after about 12 seconds he pulls away and starts to turn red seeing your blank face unmoved
âi-iâm really sorry i promise i didnt mean to be that guy i just-â
and youâre pressing into him everywhere mouth and body and mind and heâs drinking you in like the butterbeer stained on his scarf and he is totally balls deep in love with you
you two are inseparable after that, making it official on the walk back to the castle
if youâre going on a stress tangent about how much work you have, for Beverly negative thought heâll press a kiss to a pet of your face until youâre giggling and a mess and youâre kissing him back and then youâre on the table in the library...
âGeorgie, youâre gonna kill my grades if we keep doing this!â
âYou kill me everytime you blink for godricâs sake and yet here I am!â
he is a simp
he says he isnât but anytime you bring out the âgeorgie, pleaseâ or âlove, pleaseâ he turns to butter
fred thinks itâs the funniest shit and he capitalizes on it constantly
he calls you his little bird
most specifically his mockingbird because he claims you always set him at ease and make him feel like everything is centered
and heâs right, you do
you center the wild fire in him when he needs to breathe and look around
you see parts of him that arenât balanced
thereâs a night when you walk in on him just curled on his bed crying
your beautiful boy alone and sad and you instinctively start to cry too
You wrap your arms around him as he turns to you and buried his head in your lap. George, my love, whatâs wrong?â
âI-Iâm not like Fred Iâm not like Charlie Iâm sure as shit not like Bill Iâm not like anyone thatâs actually importantâ he chokes
âGeorge-â
âNo, you donât understand, Y/N. Iâm not good enough. For anyone. And I see it and hear about it everyday when my mum brags about how great her kids are and save us for last and when Fred can never shut up about how good he is at EXISTING and I-it swallows me whole, Y/N, I cant feel like this anymoreâ his body wracks out a harsh sob and you hold him like this
You hold him until he can start to fall asleep and you lay with him until you too, are asleep when he wakes up to tell you
âI love you. Forever, Y/N.â
And you push the hair off his lightly sweaty forehead and tell him âand I love YOU, George Weasley.â and you two fall back asleep happy crying in each otherâs arms
he sees you struggle too
struggle with your workload
struggle with your own insecurities of not being good enough for him
telling him youâre just a girl that talks a lot about weird stuff and that you bring him down and he every time cups your face in his hands and pulls you down into him and says
âI love you here.â And kisses your forehead. âI love your mind.â And kisses below your earlobe âand I love you here. How you listen to people and always know what to sayâ and he kisses your nose âand I love you here, how you snort when you laugh really hard.â And he finally lands on your mouth, staying there for a moment, âand I love you most of all here. When you speak everything in your head and laugh and sing and talk and just breathe, my love. Youâve always been enough in all those places.â He presses one more kiss to your forehead and murmurs âI love you everywhere.â
anyway itâs time for spicy stuff
bow chicka wow wow as Fred would prolly say
George loves fucking you in the library itâs canon
he loves hoisting you on a table or against the stacks and murmuring against your skin how loud you are for him
âIs my little bird wanting to chirp a little louder?â He pries your thighs farther apart prompting a squeak and a small whine. âThere it is, love, taking me so well...keep quiet, angel donât want Pince to know how much of a cockslut you are for me writhing against the shelves do you?â
whew chile anyways
he also likes to touch you when youâre reading to him
but will stop and pull his face away from your neck and your hand from your core when you stop reading to him
âAngel, are you so much of a slut that you canât focus on the words in front of you?â
âN-no, Georgie, oh my god right thereâ
âThereeee, it is-â
mmmmm heâs hot fuck on GOD
when you guys slept together for the first time, he brought you to the *ding ding ding* restricted section after hours
he set up a whole ass blanket and relit the candles and brought pillows
it was very much making love to george and he whispered sweet nothings and praises in your ear the entire time
ugh what a MAN
anyway, TO THE BURROW WE GO!
molly fucking adores you
âMy George brought home a beautiful Ravenclaw? Please know, Y/N he is an idiot most of the time and we wouldnât be hurt if you found an out-â
âJESUS MUM LEAVE ME ALONE SKENSOWOWKWKKWâ
again, Fred really does love you and enjoy your company
frequently comments about truly how unconditionally happy George has been, and how happy it makes him to see his younger twin so confident and full of joy
he also wouldnât say this out loud but the more confident georgie gets, the better his prank plans become
i mean after all - he is the brains of the operations ;)
every chance he gets when youâre around his family or really anyone, heâll sneak up behind you and plant a hearty kiss on your cheek and a quick âILOVEYOUâ in your ear before running off to do god knows what
oh, yâall bicker constantly
and by bicker i just mean argue about like
aliens
or is Wyoming a state
just like factually dumb but quirky shit
youâve only had a fight like ONE time
and it was because George took a prank too far with Fred and you didnât talk to him for an entire day
and because George has a lot of separation anxiety plus fear of abandonment he did not take it really well
You had gone back to your room after dinner in the Great Hall. For the whole day George didnât eat. You knew because you hadnât seen him anywhere in the Hall, and none of your classes. When you opened the door you saw him crouching knees pressed to his chest on your bed, he looked like a ghost. He met eyes with you and choked out a sob and ran to you, you opening your arms to hold him. âPlease forgive me, Y/N I know youâre hurt but please donât leave me Iâll be better next time I promiseâ he got faster and you knew he couldnât breathe so you just whispered to him you werenât going to leave youâll be with him and youâll stay and mistakes happen, you promise. âGeorgie, I promise Iâm never leaving. Okay?â He nodded into your shoulder, hunched into you. âI love you so much it hurts.â âI know, Georgie. I know.â
regardless for all his quirks and all his fears and hurts
there is nothing you wouldnât do
to spend every waking moment with this boy
your love
and he, for the first time, knows he is enough
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Donât Let The Frost Bite.
PROLOGUE
Falcon & Winter Soldier Au.
Series summary; Agent Fury and Sharon Carter had kept their secret for far too long and decide its finally time they knew of her.
Pairing; platonic!SamWilson/BuckyBarnes x OC.
Word Count; 601.
The long line at the coffee shop was the least of Sam Wilsons worries, although to be fair most of them somehow included either his work or insufferable friend, sometimes even both. Today it was the vague call heâd received from co-worker Sharon Carter, not that any other call wasnât vague, but this time he had an itching feeling that it was different.
Picking up two coffees, he begins to make his way toward the compound munching on a cookie for his journey. Still curious as to what heâll be told once he gets there.
Bucky Barnes was exactly 9 pages away from finishing his book when there was a knock on his apartment door. Sighing, he folds the corner of the page and sets the novel down. Taking less then 5 steps to get to the door and swinging it open carelessly.
âMorning.â Sharon greeted, giving him a smile.
Sharon Carter moved in the same apartment complex as Sam and him a few months beforehand, being literally across the hall from him and Sam a few doors down made it easy to do most thing. Sometimes they even carpooled to the compound.Â
âWhat can I do for you, Sharon.â He asks, trying his best not to sound rude, but it was his day off and the only thing on his mind was finishing his book and maybe making a coffee.
âFury wants you at the compound in 20, something important.â Bucky had to hold back letting out a sigh, instead giving a small nod of his head as she bids him a quick goodbye before rushing down the stairs.
Tugging on his shoes, and putting on a coat for the breezy fall air, he locks up his apartment and distastefully begins his short walk to the compound.
Sam was waiting for the two in the entrance of the building, two coffees in his hands, which Buckyâs eyes light up at the sight of. They wait a few more moments until Agent Fury emerges from a secure door, making his way toward them.
âFollow me.â
The give each other a confused look before following after him silently.
âI should have told you about this quite some time ago, but you werenât ready.â the older man paused to unlock the concrete door he had come from beforehand.
Dull grey concrete walls at every angle made Bucky feel sick to his stomach, but what came next felt like a punch in the gut.
Behind clear glass sat a girl, no older than 17 laid comfortably in an old chair, novel in hand as her eyes skimmed over the pages. Hair that was almost white contrasted greatly against the orange of her jumpsuit.Â
âGuinevere Murray, born November 1957 Washington DC. Reported missing 9 years later by her parents and never seen again until 20 years later, only thing strange was she looked barely a two years older. Since then been responsible for over a hundred confirmed kills.âÂ
âHydra?â Bucky asks, not taking his eyes off the girl, remorse filling his brain.
âYeah. We had to dig through a lot of files to find that information, they really didnât want us finding her.â Sharon hands them a thick stack of files, both stamped with a large red âCONFIDENTIALâ on the cover.
âCan she see us?â Sam asks.
âNope, one way glass.â The woman says, as they get their last looks before retreating back into the grey corridor and out to the main area.
âYou have a week to learn everything about her, before Iâm sending you in. Sheâs got valuable information and you guys are our best option.â he pauses, halting his stride to turn to the two.
âEspecially you Agent Barnes.â
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âł Under the cut you will find 169 gifs of actress and singer, Ariana Grande. All of these gifs should be of high quality and of small/medium size. None of these gifs are mine so I give full credit to the real owners. Like if using anything in this hunt :)
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Shipping Jeid is a disease get well soon âšđ
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do you like nicknames, like love, babe etc bc i donât want to make you uncomfortable if i send you an anon. if you do like nicknames can you specify what ones????
Yeah I love nicknames! Any along the lines of Bebe/bub/hun
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