#stxrksarc

[antvnger]

Freaky F.R.I.D.A.Y. 🔄

@stxrksarc

Scott arrived at Tony’s place ten minutes later than he planned on being there, but for him, that wasn’t too bad. He definitely wanted to get there as quick as he could. The modifications and upgrades Tony had in mind to develop for his already badass VR system sounded so cool, and Scott was not about to pass up an invitation to help him out.

Especially since the invite sounded like this: What do you get when you combine medical neurology studies and virtual reality? Let’s find out.

Even before Tony came back, he had become the type to help people in need in the ways he knew how to help. In ways only Tony Stark could help. And to Scott, this sounded like this was one of those research projects to find out how he could help more. And Scott being Scott, he wanted to help out too.

He used the key Tony gave him, and the lovable AI announced him just as he was walking into the lab. “So whatcha got on the docket for us first, Tony?”

#rpscottlang #math bros #freaky FRIDAY #body swap #scott lang #ant-man #tony stark #iron man #stxrksarc #🔄 #ohhh are y’all in for a treat! #the math bros go freaky friday #ant man #antman

[darkkitty1208]

🧿 (if you're still accepting!)

fanfic drabble emoji game

"What, in the name of Jesus H Christ," Tony says in a shriek, "is that?" 

Stephen peeks out an eye at Tony, still maintaining his meditation position. He closes it back. 

"It's called a third eye." 

"What the fuck do you even need a third eye for?" 

"To look at things invisible to the naked eye." 

"Why is it open? What are you looking at?" 

"It opens when I'm meditating, sometimes. I still haven't found a way to control it."

Tony was quiet for a moment. 

"Not gonna lie, I kinda dig it," he says, "Hot." 

The cloak swats him. 

#stephen strange #tony stark #ironstrange #drabble #fanfic #my writing #fanfic drabble emoji game #ask #stxrksarc

[vekovoysoldat-moved]

@stxrksarc sent :

"This was a bad idea..." Tony says. He is, however, utterly unconvinced by his own words. Sure, with their history, it should be a bad idea. It should be a terrible idea—regrettable at best, repulsive at worst.

And yet, it doesn't feel like a bad idea...even now when the air is quiet and he's come down from the high of the night before.

Tony looks over at Bucky, trying to read Bucky's expression and glean any signs of regret or novel insights from a man who's lived and suffered far too long and in far too many ways. Tony didn't want to be one of them...not anymore at least.

"Tell me this was a bad idea? It was a bad idea, right?"

HIS HAIR IS ALL OVER THE PLACE , sleep in his eyes as he sits up. Tony's words don't surprise Bucky - if anything , he had expected this , expected it from both of them. REGRET. They'd got caught up in the moment , but the high from the night was fading in the morning glow. Wiping at his eyes , a heavy sigh leaves the soldier. "If you're asking if i regret last night , i don't. If you do though , you're free to leave and we can pretend it never happened." He's not about to force Tony into something - he's well aware that it's difficult. THE HISTORY. There was a time they'd fought almost to the death. It's not like Bucky doesn't get the inner turmoil the genius is probably dealing with right now. "It's fine."

#stxrksarc #( verse : from one fight to another // main ) #this ask was everything and i love it

[eyeless-smiles]

stxrksarc

eyeless-smiles asked:

"This seat taken?"

Tony doesn't want to be approached...part of the whole 'hood up, shades on, bury your nose in a double of scotch' aesthetic. Put that shit on social media; call it Haunted By Nightmares core. But that nagging, gnawing feeling of being approached refused to lift no matter how much Tony internally muttered go away, go away, just go the fuck away. Yet, his inner turmoil (at least, this topmost layer of it) dissipated at three words spoken like gravel wrapped in honey. Well, Tony always appreciated a good paradox. His eyes drifted over, glazing over his new company with a hint of curiosity. "Something tells me it is now." Tony raised his glass to garner the attention of the bartender. "One for him too. Looks like he could use it at least as much as me." Ghost of a smirk on his lips, Tony gaze returns to the seat, now taken.

The Nightmare stands casually beside the empty seat. A charming smile revealing perfect teeth. Dressed in monochrome beige except for the voidlike shades that hide his inhumanity. He can spot a man who wants to be left alone when he sees one. But the mentally turmoiled always make the most intriguing prey.

And those pitch black shades that hide the strangers eyes only pique the Corinthian's curiousity. How he'd love to get a look behind them.

The Nightmare slips into the seat with a noiseless grace. A wider smirk appreciating the order placed for him.

"You look like you're hiding." The monster notes in his signature drawl. A forearm coming to rest atop the bar as he inclines his head towards his newest target. Humour lilting in his voice.

"You get yourself in some trouble?"

#((yesss give the nightmare your love he THRIVES off of it uwu #stxrksarc #closed rp

[ktrew]

My deep gratitude to @stxrksarc This incredible person wrote wonderful dialogues for my sketches. I'm so happy that they agreed to do it. Thank you so much! *screaming with happiness*

Don't forget to subscribe to their blog @stxrksarc And you can find the full version of our comic on my Patreon!

#ktrew #ironstrange #dr stephen strange #strangeiron #tony stark #stxrksarc #steven strange #strip poker

[vekovoysoldat-a]

@stxrksarc sent : "Hey, pretty boy. You gonna let me be nice to you today?"

HE PEEKS HIS HEAD OUT FROM THE DUVET FOR A MOMENT - it's the smell of melted cheese that piques his interest , even if Bucky hasn't had much of an appetite for the past twenty four hours. IS THIS THE WHOLE FIANCE THING? being able to read each other well enough to know how to gently coax them into doing something they need to do? Alpine is at Tony's ankles almost immediately, the smell of food enough that she's now interested too.

"I never said you couldn't be nice , i said i didn't want to hear a pep talk from the ceiling ghost." Still , there's a hint of a smile ; BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT AT THIS MOMENT IN TIME , he's a far way away from pretty. He needs a shower - his hair is pulled back in a messy bun because he can't face washing it , and he's been wearing the same clothes for two days but somehow...Tony knows how to make that better. He knows how to make him feel anything other than the raging war currently going on in his head.

#sad and soft is apparently my speciality #mental illness cw #food cw #stxrksarc #( verse : bionic staring machine // main ) #I CRY THO I LOVE THEM

[deafarcher]

"Relax. Those assholes put some mystery cocktail in you that would make Eli Lilly have the eyes for you. But we're good now. Should wear off within the next hour."

"That's not reassuring, Stark... what's it doing to me, I feel....all fuzzy."

@stxrksarc

#stxrksarc

[brooklynbred-a]

❛  don't hold back. let me hear how much you love it.  ❜ ; @stxrksarc.

TONY SEEMED TO KNOW EXACTLY WHICH PARTS SEEMED TO GET STEVE GOING. He hadn't expected that, hell, he wasn't even sure he knew how they got into this situation to BEGIN WITH, but he certainly wasn't about to start complaining, and risk it all being over before anything even happened.

His back arched when he felt, WHAT WAS THAT EVEN? Tony's finger nail? Something else with a slight edge that made that light scratching feeling, pulling a soft whine from the blonde's lips as he buried his face into the pillow to hide the sound.

Of course Tony was gonna wanna HEAR HIM. Then again... Steve would have been the same way. He smirked, letting out a breathy snicker before turning his head to the right so he could be heard better.

"You gonna keep teasin me Stark or go ahead and give me a reason to make some noise?"

#i'm just a kid from brooklyn ; main. #stxrksarc #nsfw/ish #; here you are hun! #; hope this works!

[benevolentgodloki]

The last thing Tony remembers is kicking ass. Well, getting his ass kicked...depending on who you ask. All in all, waking up in a hospital bed with Happy looking at him like he's just said "Yes, baby. Of course I'll go to prom with you" makes sense. The "this is what I get for all the arms deals" comment goes wholly unappreciated, and by the time Tony's showing a lime jello cup the time of its life, Happy disappears in a blur (or maybe Tony's just having a hard time keeping up with how fast everything moves around here). Happy's departure, however, is at least preceded by a good omen: "There's someone who will be excited to see you." "Unless her name's Karma, Destiny, or Candy, I think you and I have very different definitions of the word 'excited'," Tony snickers. Sure, he'll be glad to see Pepper, too. They should probably talk anyway. Except the person at the door isn't Pepper, and the expression on that face doesn't say excited per se. Aiming his spoon at the doorway as his one and only weapon (aside from what God gave him), Tony scowls. "This some sick kinda joke?!"

Stark is alive.

As soon as there'd been word, Thor had brought Loki to where the man was recovering. Loki had been convinced that the universe had seen fit to break his heart as penance for his past crimes. He should have known the knowledge of Tony's survival would turn out too good to be true.

These past years they had grown so close. There had been so much work put in to get first as far as their adventurous trysts and then into the terrifying and beautiful unknown of opening up their hearts. Loki knew he didn't deserve it. He had been determined to earn everything he could.

And now this. This is another kind of heartbreak entirely. The way Tony looks at him is with such contempt that he can barely stand it. Praying there is some simple explanation for it, Loki takes a few cautious steps closer.

"Please tell me this is about the flavour of your dessert."

@stxrksarc

#t: forget me not #v: tbd #stxrksarc #oww :)

[moved-mainblog]

Scott Lang & Tony Stark

Next one!

For the beautiful and lovely @antvnger and his Tony @stxrksarc. Two brothers (in arms) fighting against all odds.

Little bonus with Ant Scott jumping from Tony's shoulder and becoming Regular-Sized Scott

I hope you don't mind that I tagged you here too Tony Mun. I just felt more comfortable with tagging you too because we already talked a little as muns

#little gift #antvnger #stxrksarc #scott lang #tony stark

[araedi]

*bestows you with the ability to ask one favor of Tony, and the answer will be yes*

"Stop talking."

[w apologies to @stxrksarc ]

#nonnie tag #stxrksarc #congrats u played urself #not me using these to just abuse my partners

[antvnger]

((Please accept this really shitty edit 😂))

@wxntersoldxt @stxrksarc @indoraptorgirlwind

#ant mun's thoughts #wxntersoldxt #bucky barnes #buzz lightyear #the inevitable bucky conversation #keychain arm #stxrksarc #indoraptorgirlwind

[killmebutneverinsultme]

Jack has a very bad feeling about this. He's been having bad feelings ever since he stepped out of the machinery that made him and brought him into a world far more advanced than his own. 

This man claiming to be his god isn't displeasing to the eye per se, but the goopy silver armour is severely giving the pirate the discomfies. Along with the attitude.

Heart thumping with fear, one portion of his thought processes reserved for trying to work out the nearest exit, he manages a nervous smile.

"I've met gods before, mate. Least I have memories of 'em. What kind, might I ask, are you? Needing sacrifices? Or — or are you more of the... deal out wrath if we piss you off sort of thing?"

He can panic about an existential crisis later when he feels somewhere safe or his escape avenues are exhausted.

@stxrksarc

#finally got to getting this replied to eee #thread tracker being down doing wonders for my drafts #t: SIM's pet bird #v: jack to the future #stxrksarc

[born-to-be-mischievous]

❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. the person you once knew me as, died. ❜

for nat from SIM :,) [your pick what kind of a relationship they were in pre-axis]

&. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

"You felt something for me once, even if you say otherwise. You can lie and hurt me all you want, but I know you loved me, just like I love you." Emotions were raging in her, but she wouldn't let him see her cry. She couldn't, wouldn't. He could kill her, rip her heart out, torture her, but never would he see her shed tears for the man he used to be.

"The fucked up thing is that I still love you, and it feels like a knife in my heart to see you fall so far and so hard. I wish I was dead because I would rather be in the cold ground than see the man I wanted to marry become this."

#stxrksarc #ow it's spicy today #:')

[vekovoysoldat-moved]

@stxrksarc liked this post so gets a random thing ghjkhjk

IT WAS HIS MOTHER WHO HAD TAUGHT BUCKY TO DANCE WHEN HE WAS A SMALL CHILD - he'd forgotten that once - not how to dance but rather who had taught him. Now it comes back to him in bits and pieces. His hand gently grasps Stark's as they move - effortlessly gliding them across the floor , aware they were being watched. THIS HAD TO LOOK AS REAL AS POSSIBLE. It had to look as if they were enjoying themselves & maybe Bucky was. It was the reference to the past , feeling more like himself as they moved. Just for a second , he can forget this is a mission. Just for a moment , Bucky can feel more human than machine.

#stxrksarc #( verse : from one fight to another // main ) #hope this is okay c:

[guiltburdened]

@stxrksarc liked and requested a starter

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"Ah, Tony Stark." The Ukrainian Widow smiledly slightly, her hair tied back, her accent thick. "My sister has told me enough."

"Not to worry, double agent does not stick in our DNA." She added. "I liberated myself. I'm unarmed. Well, at least with no weapons in my hands."

#stxrksarc