@mechanicwithametalheart / mechanicwithametalheart.tumblr.com
If you have a thread with me in your reply queue, can you please delete it? If it posts, people assume I'm active and I keep getting activity, followers, and messages about wanting to rp. It would make archiving this blog a lot easier if people could just drop our old threads. Thank you.
Due to certain personal circumstances, I will no longer be roleplaying on tumblr. As of now, this blog is archived. The only reason I am not just deleting it is for two reasons. One, to avoid panic if someone goes to check it and sees that it’s gone. Two, in case I ever want to go back and read past threads.
I love all of you very much and you’ve made both me and my Tony feel so welcome here. So thank you dearly for that. It’s been fun, but this is the end of this blog.
I will still be on Skype (mutuals only) and kik (anthonystark_ironman).
It’s been a road I’ll never forget and I’ll always think back on all the wonderful people I met here. Thank you for everything.
Due to certain personal circumstances, I will no longer be roleplaying on tumblr. As of now, this blog is archived. The only reason I am not just deleting it is for two reasons. One, to avoid panic if someone goes to check it and sees that it’s gone. Two, in case I ever want to go back and read past threads.
I love all of you very much and you’ve made both me and my Tony feel so welcome here. So thank you dearly for that. It’s been fun, but this is the end of this blog.
I will still be on Skype (mutuals only) and kik (anthonystark_ironman).
It’s been a road I’ll never forget and I’ll always think back on all the wonderful people I met here. Thank you for everything.
Due to certain personal circumstances, I will no longer be roleplaying on tumblr. As of now, this blog is archived. The only reason I am not just deleting it is for two reasons. One, to avoid panic if someone goes to check it and sees that it’s gone. Two, in case I ever want to go back and read past threads.
I love all of you very much and you’ve made both me and my Tony feel so welcome here. So thank you dearly for that. It’s been fun, but this is the end of this blog.
I will still be on Skype (mutuals only) and kik (anthonystark_ironman).
It’s been a road I’ll never forget and I’ll always think back on all the wonderful people I met here. Thank you for everything.
Due to certain personal circumstances, I will no longer be roleplaying on tumblr. As of now, this blog is archived. The only reason I am not just deleting it is for two reasons. One, to avoid panic if someone goes to check it and sees that it’s gone. Two, in case I ever want to go back and read past threads.
I love all of you very much and you’ve made both me and my Tony feel so welcome here. So thank you dearly for that. It’s been fun, but this is the end of this blog.
I will still be on Skype (mutuals only) and kik (anthonystark_ironman).
It’s been a road I’ll never forget and I’ll always think back on all the wonderful people I met here. Thank you for everything.
Due to certain personal circumstances, I will no longer be roleplaying on tumblr. As of now, this blog is archived. The only reason I am not just deleting it is for two reasons. One, to avoid panic if someone goes to check it and sees that it’s gone. Two, in case I ever want to go back and read past threads.
I love all of you very much and you’ve made both me and my Tony feel so welcome here. So thank you dearly for that. It’s been fun, but this is the end of this blog.
I will still be on Skype (mutuals only) and kik (anthonystark_ironman).
It’s been a road I’ll never forget and I’ll always think back on all the wonderful people I met here. Thank you for everything.
Due to certain personal circumstances, I will no longer be roleplaying on tumblr. As of now, this blog is archived. The only reason I am not just deleting it is for two reasons. One, to avoid panic if someone goes to check it and sees that it's gone. Two, in case I ever want to go back and read past threads.
I love all of you very much and you've made both me and my Tony feel so welcome here. So thank you dearly for that. It's been fun, but this is the end of this blog.
I will still be on Skype (mutuals only) and kik (anthonystark_ironman).
It's been a road I'll never forget and I'll always think back on all the wonderful people I met here. Thank you for everything.
Insult them. Belittle them. Mock them. Laugh at them. Threaten what they love. Black mail them. Question their life choices. Kick them when they’re down. Break their stuff. Violate their privacy. Overstay your welcome. Break a promise. Vandalise their property. Poke them. Hurt them.
ANYTHING! —-Just rile them up till they SNAP!
"I don’t know, the general public? Given how they all melt when they hear about Steve Rogers and about you, actually…one would think it’s the highest of honours."
Erik nodded, realizing the other probably had nightmares, given that he’d almost died, more times than he could count. “Have you talked to someone about it?”
"Me? Oh yeah. I forgot I'm supposed to be a national icon." He giggled softly, sliding the grilled cheese onto plates and handing one to Erik. "Here ya go." He set about cleaning up, humming softly. "No. Won't do any good, so why bother?"
Tony walked into the living room, a grin on his face as he noticed Erik laying on the floor. "Erik. Why are you choosing to lay on the floor when there's a perfectly good couch not three feet away?" He stepped closer, pausing for a second. Something seemed...wrong. "Erik? C'mon, the dead fish impression is getting old." Swallowing thickly, he crouched next to him, for the first time noticing the dark red blooming from Erik's shoulder, above his heart. No. His body whispered the word, then screamed it, rejection and denial flaring through him.
"Erik! Get up idiot! This isn't funny!" He shook his shoulders, slapped his cheek, holding back bile as the body of his friend laid there lifeless, cold and unresponsive. He hadn't even realized he was crying until dark spots dropped onto Erik's shirt, a pattern of small dots. "Erik, oh god..." Choking back a sob, he gathered Erik's cold form in his arms, clinging to him as he rocked back and forth, finally letting the cries and sobs rip from his throat.
"Oh god why?!! Why is everything taken from me?!" His gaze darted around, searching for something, anything to ease the pain. Only then did he notice what was in Erik's hand.
An arrow. An arrow made with no metal, that Clint had asked Tony to make. Realization hit him hard and he doubled over, pressing his face to Erik's still chest as he fought to breathe. 'My fault! It's my fault! I made the arrows, didn't even ask any fucking questions when Clint--' The internal monologue cut off, something dark brewing in him. Clint. Clint did this. His own team was responsible, had killed his friend, one of the few people Tony cared about. The darkness built until finally, something in him snapped.
He gingerly laid Erik back down, picking up the arrow as he stood. His mind reeled, pain and anger becoming the only thing he knew. He welcomed the darkness he had once tried so hard to resist, letting it consume him, become him. No longer did he pay mind to right or wrong, only vengeance. His next words were a hiss, a promise made to the memory of the friend who now lay at his feet, cold and silent. "They will burn for this."
PUT
IN
DA
ASK
omg. its gonna be like the letters allllll over again.
Well. That was a mood drop. I love when my mom guilt trips me and makes me feel like a disappointment. I'm going offline for the night. See you tomorrow.
If anyone needs me, I'll be on Tony's kik (anthonystark_ironman) or Skype (username available to mutuals on request. Just send a message.)
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// Excuse you, my number is fantastic. It is a Harry Potter reference because I am a total nerd.
((Well Tony is not amused.
"My best friend. Do I really need to say more than that? I can't imagine my life without you in it, causing chaos and getting me hooked on strange food. I'm glad I met you and I enjoy our shenanigans. I think we should prank Clint next, by the way. Then Steve. We'll have to plot a bit. Text me."
