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wingheadshellhead · 9 months

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TONY STARK in I AM IRON MAN (2023) art by Dotun Akande

#marveledit #comicedit #tonystarkedit #ironmanedit #tony stark #iron man #i am iron man #dotun akande #type: edit #universe: 616 #comic: i am iron man #character: tony stark #&#original: edit #original: 616 #original: tony #the art is STUNNING the writing makes no sense #at one point tony sadly strums an electric guitar #im obsessed

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callmefirefly · 1 year

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So today I realised something...

Not only has it been fifteen years since Tony Stark first said this:

But we’re also currently in the year that he says it for the last time:

Where the actual hell has the time gone?!

#movies #film #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #tony stark #iron man #the avengers #avengers endgame #i am iron man #2008 #2023 #superheroes #robert downey jr #way to make me feel old #time flies #callmefirefly

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itsagentromanoff · 21 days

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Happy Birthday, Robert Downey Jr

#robert downey jr #tony stark #happy birthday robert downey jr #rdj #iron man #i am iron man #happy birthday #hbd rdj #the avengers

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hunkahulkaaburningfudge · 10 months

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"Bro lunches" = a date

I Am Iron Man (2023) #4

#tony stark #iron man #stephen strange #doctor strange #maria hill #marvel comics #marvel 616 #marvel #ironstrange #i am iron man #stephen x tony #616 tony stark #616 stephen strange #616 maria hill #iron man comics

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bellarkeselection · 11 months

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I would like to make a request kinda fluff and funny with tony stark and female reader please please. A very drunk (and cute) tony at one of his parties doesn't recognize the reader when she goes to kiss him and he says "you can't kiss me, I have a girlfriend/fiancee/wife, her name is Y/N" and instead of getting mad she thinks it's cute and says "oh yeah? tell me about her, "then he gives a beautiful smile and heart eyes talking about his beloved 😍

Thank you in advance ☺️

The Party Story of My Wife

Tags @mcugeekposts @underoostarks @rosie-posie08 @makeshift-prime

Tony’s birthday was always something crazy especially when he threw parties and let a bunch of people at his house. Not that I really minded it considering I was married to him for almost ten years now. Walking through some of the crowd in a red dress to match his Iron Man suit I found him by the bar. He was laughing when he saw me where I leaned up about to kiss him until he put a hand on my shoulder holding me back. “Woah girl. I can’t kiss you. I’m married sorry to disappoint ya.”

"Oh yeah. What's her name if you don't mind me asking?" I teased him deciding to play along with his little drunk self.

I have seen him slightly drunk before but this time I chose to enjoy it. Normally I would drag him away from the party before he got all crazy. He barely slept most days and he worked in his lab. Those were on his off days from when he wasn't running off being Iron Man. Regardless I loved him no matter what trouble he got himself into. "Her name is Y/n L/n. Well actually now Y/n Stark. And she is the greatest person in the world."

“Tell me more, Mr. Stark.” I clasped my hands together in front of my chest smiling up at him since he was taller than me.

He sat down on one of the couch’s in a stumbled fashion where I had to help him sit down. Walking around I sat down beside him waiting for him to start talking about me when he didn’t even know it. “We met at the press conference when I announced that I was Iron Man. She was a young reporter who wasn’t shouting questions at me. So I walked through the crowd and let her ask me one on one. And her mind amazed me.”

“And then what happened after that?” I asked him resting my chin in the palm of my hands.

He smiled draping his arms over the back of the couch after he undid his tie letting it hang in a loss mess down his white shirt. “After that she and I talked back in forth for a while. Until I asked her out on a date for something fancy. But we ended up getting cheeseburgers funny enough. Now I think I should be getting us each another cocktail before we keep talking about my wife.”

Raising the cocktail glass to my mouth I took a long sip eyeing my husband. At least this time he wasn't wearing his iron mam suit and blowing stuff up like his last birthday. "So who exactly do you think I am, Mr. Stark?"

"Someone who...looks a lot...like my wife to be honest. But that ain't possible. There's only one Mrs. Stark." He slured his words raising his glass in his hand about to take a step further but he tripped over his own feet.

Dropping the glass in my hands I bent down catching his body in my arms as best as I could. His hair fell in front of his eyes with his orbs meeting mine. "Tony! You're grounded from alcohol for the rest of the night. Because I already know you won't remember this in the morning."

"You're...Y/n. I know that tone...anywhere." He whispered burying his face into my chest.

Wrapping my arms around his shoulders I kissed his forehead. "Yes silly boy. It's me. Now let's get you to bed."

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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thattimdrakeguy · 10 months

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The Five F’s...

#Tony Stark #Iron Man #I Am Iron Man #Marvel #Marvel Comics

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towritecomicsonherarms · 22 days

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I am Iron Man #4

#I am Iron Man #comics #iron man #marvel

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mademoisellefantasy · 5 months

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" There has never been another Steve Rogers,has there? " | Captain Ameri...

Actually, this is soooo trueee!!!!!

As much as I like Sam Wilson as a character, it just wasn't the right decision for Marvel to replace Captain America. Maybe it makes sense in the comics where, because the storylines literally continue over decades, passing on the mantle of certain characters to others is narratively helpful and refreshing.

But in the MCU, it feels totally wrong. The whole point of Captain America being Steve and vice versa is that NO ONE ELSE had the moral integrity and strength of Steve Rogers. That's the reason he was chosen and no one else, no matter how great of a character they might be on their own right, could ever feel in his role.

Kinda how no one else is as brilliant, eccentric, and self-sacrificial as Tony Stark, thus no one but him can be Iron Man. I think that Steve and Tony were kinda supposed to be mirrors of each other, the one the heart and the other the brain of the Avengers. And so both should be irreplaceable.

I also think that it would have been much more honorable for Sam to accept that his old friend left a legacy behind that shouldn't be changed or affected by anyone (including himself), and go make his own arc focus on the future of America, symbolized by him AS THE FALCON.

In previous movies, because Steve (and Bucky, tbh) was always the main focus, we never got to see the full potential, backstory, motivations, etc. of the Falcon, just vague mentions. He was just a loyal friend and sidekick to Steve.

Imagine if the Falcon FINALLY had an arc that didn't center Steve Rogers, imagine if he was allowed to keep his core hero identity but also evolve in it. It would have been SO MUCH BETTER.

Additionally, I think that most of that passing on the mantle stuff, is just pandering to minorities, which in of itself isn't bad AT ALL, but they were SO LAZY about it in TFATWS.... Seriously, the script was mostly trash (apart from the more intimate Bucky and Sam interactions and Zemo's storyline), and it didn't allow Sam, the AFRICAN AMERICAN MAN THE WHOLE SERIES IS ABOUT!!!! to actually evolve in his own right and be a truly good protagonist.

Anyways, after TFATWS it became apparent to me that Marvel is no longer interested in good storytelling, character development, and representation. So, at least for me, Captain America in the MCU will forever only be Steve Rogers.

#mcu #rant post #steve rogers #will forever be #the only one #captain america #tfatws #sam wilson #the falcon and the winter soldier #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #i am so disappointed #iron man #tony stark #i am iron man #shorts #captain america edit #representation matters #poc representation

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adamedits · 2 months

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Iron Man

#iron man #i am iron man #tony stark #marvel mcu #mcu #rdj #robert downey jr #robert downey junior #edit #myedit #gif

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riris-w-ife · 6 months

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When I was watching Avengers End Game in theaters, 5 years felt so long from then. But today is October 17th 2023, the day after Natasha dies and the day Tony snaps and says "I am Ironman" 🫠

#the avengers #avengers endgame #marvel #tony stark #natahsa romanoff #iron man #black widow #avengers infinity war #captain america #steve rogers #i am iron man #soul stone #infinity stones

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artverso · 1 year

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Valerio Giangiordano - Iron Man

#valerio giangiordano #i am iron man

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wingheadshellhead · 9 months

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I AM IRON MAN #1 (2023) VARIANT COVER by Juann Cabal

#marveledit #tonystarkedit #ironmanedit #tony stark #iron man #i am iron man #juann cabal #type: comics #universe: 616 #comic: i am iron man #character: tony stark #&#original: comics #original: 616 #original: tony

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frostironfudge · 1 year

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Just A While - Tony Stark

Summary: Your boss Tony Stark absolutely hates insubordination or disrespect.

Pairing: CEO!Vampire!Tony Stark x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: main kink: authority, not canon compliant, smut, p in v, oral fem receiving, blood drinking, vampire stuff, d/s dynamics, nicknames - pet, kitten, thigh riding, spanking, fingering, cockwarming, edging, praise kink, mild degradation kink?, MINORS DNI.

A.N: tony stark, ceo tony stark, ceo vampire tony stark, ceo vampire tony stark with an authority kink 🫠

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Your feet are killing you, the damn heels are painful and if one more time anyone questions you about the xeroxes you’re going to lose every ounce of self-control.

“Hey, where are we on those xeroxes?” The words grate on your being.

“Oh my fucking hell, they’ll get to the conference room when their done.” You snap, “It’s taking the copy machine ages it isn’t my fucking—,” you pause, swallowing down the remainder of the sentence.

“By all means complete that thought, kitten.” Tony’s voice is devoid of its usual teasing.

“I um, T-Tony—,” You fumble.

“Ah, ah, ah, Sir.” Tony steps closer, holding up his index finger for emphasis.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” you look down at the floor.

He tsks, stepping closer, grasping your chin in the gentlest of ways.

“You will be sorry, pet. My office, assign an intern for the task.” Tony brushes his thumb over your bottom lip, “Shame, I didn’t think I’d have to punish you this week.”

“Sir I’m sorry—,”

“No, pet, you’re going to apologise in the way I know you would have learned your lesson.” He cuts you off, moving away and heading to his office.

You scurry past the interns desk, quickly instructing them and leaving a hasty email with probably incoherent instructions.

Knocking on Tony’s door hearing his voice beckoning you inside, you open the frosted glass door, he stands with his back to you gazing out at the city that never sleeps. He turns, undoing his cufflinks one by one. Rolling up the sleeves of his blue shirt.

You swallow as his flesh is exposed, those arms that have cradled you as well as pinned you down. Fingers that have brushed the hair out of your eyes, and been wrapped around your throat.

Tony licks his lips, sitting on the couch, arms across the back, legs spread.

“Take a seat, pet. I’m very hungry.” He smirks, then you see the fangs exposed, your thighs clench. Tony chuckles, “Such an eager little pet.” two fingers gesture for you to walk towards him.

“Clothes off, only want those pretty maroon panties on your body.” He instructs, “Oh and crawl.”

Your cheeks heat, you begin to undo your clothing while taking steps to him, then as your clothes drop you crawl to him, kneeling by his feet. His palm grasps your chin making you meet his eyes, red tinged.

“Such capabilities to be a good little pet, but you want to talk back, delay my meeting, and then have the audacity to complain about your job?” He tuts, his grip tightens you whimper.

“Aw does that hurt?” He questions, soon your core is flush against his thigh, his strength making you weightless.

Head tilted his nose brushes along the column of your neck, you shudder when he hums appreciatively.

“A creature of the night wants a taste of you and you’re getting slick. Oh little pet.” Tony chuckles, one hand on your hip making you grind on his thigh, your thighs clench, as your clit pulses in response to the stimulation.

“S-Sir—,” you whine when he lets you continue without his hold, circling your hips you moan, Tony’s nose brushes over your sternum, over your breasts, hands cupping them and tugging on your nipples as they harden for him.

You jolt when his fangs sink into your skin, the sensation leaves a slight buzz, thrumming under your skin.

“Sir, please.” You beg, your hips moving as he drinks, you can feel yourself draw closer to the edge. The smack on your hip has you rub harder against his thigh. You whine, Tony pulls away licking the puncture wounds.

Another smack to your left cheek, you shift, the fabric rubbing deliciously over your clit.

“Cup your tits pet, play with those nipples.” Tony smirks as your lips part, he spanks you again.

“What do you say?” he chastises.

Fangs sinking into your neck,

“Th-thank you, Sir.” your voice breaks into a moan, he spanks you yet again, he contracts the muscles of his thigh, feeling the way your clit rubs over him, he knows you’re close the way your breath quickens, on the fifth spank,

“Sir, please, please, Sir,—,” your orgasm shatters through you.

“Such a messy little pet. So pretty though, so pretty when you beg.”

Tony lays you back on the couch, legs hooked over his shoulders, teeth ripping the soaking fabric, he nips at your clit, lapping at your entrance, then his lips move to your inner thighs fangs sinking into the flesh, he hums, thumb rubbing at your clit as he takes his fill.

You begin to thrash in his grip as the second orgasm comes barrelling into you, Tony’s tongue now lapping at your entrance. He groans, kissing his way up your body.

“Now you’re going to be a good pet, and sit on my cock while I feed from you.” He chuckles when your eyes widen, he knows you don’t last when he’s inside you and drinking, it makes you every bit eager and needy.

“But, but Sir, Sir please—,”

“Oh pet you thought the spanks were your punishment?” He coos, brushing your hair back, tracing his knuckles from your temple to your neck. Then his fingers wrap around your throat, he undoes his pants with fluid movements, you moan at the stretch.

“For, for how long, Sir?”

“Just a while, my pet.”

“That’s it pet, take it like a good little girl, fuck such a tight bratty little cunt.”

“Yes, Sir.” You pant, his thrusts gain momentum, your walls clench around him, pulling him back in, Tony angles his hips stars dance in your vision, he nips at your sweat sheened flesh.

“Sir, please, Sir, Sir, Sir—,” You preen he stops, carrying you still inside you, each step has you feel him deeper, your hands move to his hair, tugging on it nails leaving scraps along his neck and chest, they tinge pink already healing.

“Oh pet,” he caresses your cheek, slowly easing out of you then thrusting inside you again, he places you on his desk, each time you’re at the brink he stops, you’re gaze is hazy.

Facing his desk you can see him scroll through spreadsheets on his laptop.

“Sir,” you plead, he shifts, cock brushing over your walls.

“No can do pet,” his fangs sink into your flesh again, you clench around him, “you need to learn your lesson.” he pinches your clit.

Every few minutes he either shifts or drinks from you, one hand gripping your hips so you don’t move, you’re whimpering, preening, pleading yet nothing works.

Through glassy eyes you see it’s been an hour, Tony finally shuts the laptop, you hold your breath.

“What do you want kitten?” he rubs a soothing hand along your back.

“Want you, Sir,” you sniffle.

“My kitten wants me?” He repeats, you nod.

His index and middle finger rub at your clit, you moan head thrown back, eyes rolling as the sensations take over, he watches your mouth part, every fibre of your being alit, you don’t last long and cum all over his cock.

Tony pushes you down against the table, thrusting into you, chasing his own orgasm, the cold glass soothing your heated skin, but your nipples hardened rub agains the glass.

Stomach tightening as Tony groans your name, “Fuck Kitten, such a pretty cunt, gonna stay buried in it all night.” he spills his seed inside you, your walls spasm as you cum undone for him yet again.”

He pulls you towards the couch again, snug against his chest. You rub your face against his chest, seeking more of his intimacy.

“Rest kitten, we’ve got a long night ahead of us.” He presses his lips to your forehead as your eyes flutter closed.

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