Anonymous asked:
where have you been?? too good for us okay I see how it is
That’s a really aggressive welcome back.
Anonymous asked:
Good luck at college! Not that you'll need it, because you're too fabulous :)
i k now
[Oh shit signed back on and my inbox is actually full of stuff wowza.
I’m still on hiatus guys, but I will actually be checking my inbox now! So. Y’know. Feel free to send me stuff I guess idk. It might help me get my muse back.]
emperoranthony reblogged
One year later…
I can’t believe I’m here. Guys, I seriously can’t believe that it’s been a year since I started roleplaying Clarice. She’s my baby, and I am so happy about being able to share my baby with all of you. Every. Single. One of you.
Now this bias list is by no means an exclusive list of peopleI loe, or people that I’m going to love you. It’s the people that I can ultiately count on to write with me, to plot, to exchange headcanons and hold each other when the angsty feels get too much.
So bias list….
emperoranthony reblogged
sxker
At first, it’s again an effort not to try push the battery again. Let it fall onto the floor and rip out Tony’s chest. Let him quip that. But just as Tony is stuck in some ways, Saker is stuck in others. He can’t kill this idiot. Well, idiot in terms of personality. Saker isn’t foolish enough to think that Stark is stupid. Quite the opposite. But he isn’t about to say as much.
Until that wit and snark comes back, the conversation turning back on the captor. And he hates it. His fingers curl at his sides, ready to form a fist and perhaps break a few teeth – he doesn’t need those to make a bomb – but then the tapping metal catches his attention further.
He laughs.
It’s rough, unpractised and purely coming out from somewhere he doesn’t know. It’s not small, Saker having to take a step back and put a hand on his chest as he howls. Despite the volume, he does get it under control again, the outburst being capped as he sucks in a breath and smiles; honest to god smiles. Tony didn’t have as much of an upper hand as he thought. But,
“You’re right,” He says, light-hearted again. Really, laughing like that has made half the angered lines on his face settle down. He should find a reason to do it more often. “It wasn’t part of the plan. Someone did get a little eager.” He’s moving forward again, one hand going either side of Tony’s shoulders and pleased grin of teeth pushed out. “Someone saw your name, Stark, and they didn’t bother with something subtle. No, the all mighty Anthony Stark deserved something a little more explosive.”
He’s shoving off as soon as he’s done, turning and walking like he’s going to leave. And he almost does, before turning near the exit and leaning on the wall, smile shrunken but remaining. “The cost was worth it.”
That gets his attention, forcing himself up onto his elbows once again. Pain seems to have become his constant companion, and after dealing with it so much over such a short period of time, he can almost ignore it now. He wants to surprise this asshole and put him in his place, demonstrate how truly strong he was in adversity.
So he pushes himself well beyond his own limits, his body protesting with every movement of his muscles as he swings his legs over the edge of the table and sits up. Blood gushes against the bandages on his chest, the fabric already over saturated with old blood and fresh water and easily spilling its contents onto his lap. He pays it no mind, stars flashing across his vision as he braces himself against the table.
He’d thought he’d reached the edges of pain before, but nausea hits him like a wall and it’s truly just a struggle of staying sitting up. But he refuses to fall, not now. He won’t embarrass himself by failing in his attempt at fighting his captor in some small way.
“Then whoever that might be better face me, if they think they’re any better than me.” His grin is twisted, distorted by the most intense pain he’s ever felt in his life, “Unless they think they can’t take the mighty Anthony Stark.” He wants to make a wild gesture to accentuate that already wildly extravagant title, but moving his arms only throws him off balance.
Hiatus
[I’ve been kinda absent lately, and it’s because my second year of college has started up, and I’m really swamped rn. So I’ll be back soon once things settle down.]
Anonymous asked:
What's the latest on you finding a wife, sir? any truth to the girlfriend rumours?
I’m still in a sense.
As for the rumors, I’m not sure I know what you mean. Which girlfriend rumors?
Anonymous asked:
Well that makes us more confident we'll have many more years of your benevolent rule, Emperor Stark. Moving on to the recent strike, reports indicate you were not party to the decision to execute the leaders. How do you think that situation could have been handled differently?
Contrary to popular belief, my administration and I don’t enjoy
Nobody enjoys it. It’s just a necessary evil of world peace to take care of those standing in its way. In this particular case, I don’t think the violence was warranted, though. It was essentially some kids throwing eggs at our house so we pulled out a
shotgun.
I’ll be discussing better alternatives for the future with my administration.
"Haven't heard of me, bub? I'm insulted." (I'm sorry, I couldn't resist)
Sorry
bub
I’ve only got enough room in my brain for one Wolverine rip off. And Wade’s already got that s p o t. So if you’ve got a problem with it, take it up with him.
Anonymous asked:
How do you feel about the latest push by the rebels to find a hired killer to take you out? I've heard they've been trying to get in touch with Sabertooth or Barney Barton.
I’m not
worried.
Aside from the fact that I’ve never heard of either of t h e m–and the fact that one sounds like a character from Ice Age and the other like a mentally handicapped purple dinosaur–I’ve survived enough assassination attempts to
be
confident
in the local assassin’s ineptitude.
Anonymous asked:
Mister Stark, Mister Stark! What do you have to say to the rumours that you've authorized experimentation on mutants?
Not much.
Any experiments on mutants–and I’m not admitting there a r e any–are humane. Simply trying to code their D N A to further advance humanity and so on.
[text] Why did you miss the meeting this morning?
[text: Potts]: because it was in the morning? Anything before 3 PM is off limits, you know that.
[text: Potts]: come to think of it, anything after 3 PM to.
[text: Ugh] They already executed the leaders and are waiting to execute the other ringleaders. The rest are going to jail.
[text: Ugh] So no. I can’t do anything. I couldn’t do anything at all.
[text: Potts]: Well that’s not supposed to happen
[text: Potts]: I guess it would be in my favor to go to a few of those meetings. then.
[text] Why did you miss the meeting this morning?
[text: Potts]: because it was in the morning? Anything before 3 PM is off limits, you know that.
[text: Potts]: come to think of it, anything after 3 PM to.
[text: Ugh] No I can’t deal with it because I don’t know what to do about it! If it were up to me, every single one of those employees that went on strike would get a pay raise and a pat on the back without consequence! But that’s not the idea that the other bigwigs had, apparently that is not the way to deal with these things according to your people!
[text: Potts]: Okay, well, just to take a load off you, I’m going to do you a favor. You go authorize pay raises and pats on the backs--back? back’s?--for those people, if you think that’s what we should. Hell, through in some hugs if you really want to.
[text: Potts]: another reason I don’t go to those meetings. My word is law. I don’t care what they have to say.
[text] Why did you miss the meeting this morning?
[text: Potts]: because it was in the morning? Anything before 3 PM is off limits, you know that.
[text: Potts]: come to think of it, anything after 3 PM to.
[text: Ugh] It was a business meeting, which is the only reason I decided to go to it and take notes. I wouldn’t have if it was a meeting about–anything else.
[text: Ugh] There was a strike at one of the major plants two days ago, that’s why the meeting was called. You were supposed to be there.
[text: Emperor Jesus]: Something’s always going wrong. I can’t personally address every single thing. I’m sure you dealt with it better than I would’ve.
[text: Emperor Jesus]: Considering I would’ve dealt with it by sleeping on the table.
[text] Why did you miss the meeting this morning?
[text: Potts]: because it was in the morning? Anything before 3 PM is off limits, you know that.
[text: Potts]: come to think of it, anything after 3 PM to.
[text: Ugh] You are very lucky murder is illegal.
[text: Emperor Jesus]: Yeah, I figured I should keep that one around.
[text: Emperor Jesus]: there probably wasn’t anything all that important at that meeting. Am I right?
[text] Why did you miss the meeting this morning?
[text: Potts]: because it was in the morning? Anything before 3 PM is off limits, you know that.
[text: Potts]: come to think of it, anything after 3 PM to.
theworkbehindstark
[text: Ugh] Then I’m going to attend these meetings and start calling myself the goddamn Emperor. Jesus.
[text: Potts]: Don’t you think it’s a little egotistical to call yourself Emperor Jesus?
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