I’m at the teacher’s day party from my school and there’s a guy singing and all his songs seemed to be stony themed.

Song 1: you’ll cry, you’ll suffer when you realize you can’t forget me, but for me you’ll be in the past.

Song 2: talking about betrayals, the bottles were emptying themselves.

Song 3: confess, where did he fall in love with you? Ask him, because he has stolen a piece of my life, he’s a thief, because he has taken everything from me

Song 4: tell me why there’s pain written on your face, why do I see pain in your eyes? Rest in my arms and let it all out.

Song 5: in front of others don’t look at me, don’t sigh, in front of others I’m just your friend, what a punishment. I’m going to change your name to match all the pain you’ve brought me, you deserve it. I can change your name, but I can’t change out story, for me you’re glory.

Song 6: often, you remind me of someone, your eyes, I imagine them, without fear, without pain. The phone is too cold, your calls are too few, I want you beside me, please.

Song 7: I know it’s illogical to go on, but I can’t forget your perfume, and through this telephonic conversation I remembered I’m crazy about you, that all the world fits through the phone, that there are not distances long enough for our love, that everything is perfect when I feel you so close even when you’re so far away.

Originally posted by nerdylittledinosaur

“Hurricane”

Tell me would you kill to save a life?
Tell me would you kill to prove you’re right?
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane’s chasing us all underground

No matter how many deaths that I die I will never forget
No matter how many lives that I live, I will never regret

Do you really want…
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead,
Or alive to torture for my sins?

Do you really want…
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead,
Or alive to live a lie?

The promises we made were not enough (Never play the game again)
The prayers that we have prayed were like a drug (Never gonna hit the air)
The secrets that we sold were never known (Never sing a song for you)
The love we had, the love we had, we had to let it go.
(Never giving in again, Never giving in again)

Originally posted by sleepyplantbaby

*made myself sad* f¨ck you, Civil War!

*feel free to add and tag me!*

This is compatible with whichever Tony-ship you want (superhusbands, ironpanther, pepperony, stuckony, ironfalcon, ironhusbands, etc)

Fuck the belief that Tony Stark would be a shitty dad just because of his father, because sometimes the victims of abuse want to be the exact opposite of their abusers. Also, I’ve seen so many art and fics going around about Tony being the irresponsible parent as to let his children do anything dangerous; we’ve already seen him interact with children in canon and he is nothing of the sort. So give me a Tony Stark who is wonderful with children, a natural when it comes to hang out with them because well, he’s a bit of a child himself. Give a Tony who is the kind of parent who is careful but also easy going, the kind of father who laughs at everything the baby/child does, you know, all those silly things.

The kid makes a face when they eat lemon? Give me a Tony who laughs his ass off as he gives the kid lemons and oranges to taste.

The kid laughs at the sound of ripping paper? Give me a Tony who gathers all the scrap paper around the house to spend hours ripping it and hearing the kid laugh their ass off.

Give me a Tony who gets a laundry machine just so the baby can sit on it and laugh when the thing vibrates as it works.

A Tony Stark who lets the kid use the very fancy lamp screen as a hat and toddle around the living room until they knock on something and fall on the carpet laughing.

Give me a Tony Stark who laughs himself hoarse as he makes the baby’s gums squeak with the pad of his finger.

A Tony Stark who doesn’t rush to the kid when they fall and overprotects them and forbids them to play again, but rather walks calmly, makes sure the kid isn’t hurt and gets them to stand back up, laughing at the whole silliness of it.

Give me a Tony who lets the kid jump on his bed and purchases a fuck ton of pillows to lie them around the floor just in case the kid falls.

A Tony Stark who’d take the kid of the beach and build a sand castle complete with towers and dungeons and then laugh when the kid decides to play Godzilla and destroy everything.

Give me a Tony Stark who baby proofs all his house but still manages for it to look stylish but still doesn’t care at all when said stylishness if ‘ruined’ by baby toy’s lying around the living room, or the kid’s drawings on the fridge, or the occasional plush toy lying on the couch.

A Tony who wouldn’t mind to say goodbye to the expensive marble floors of his living room and replaces them with soft, hypoallergenic carpet when the baby starts to learn how to crawl so they could do it freely without any restrictions.

Give me a Tony Stark who’d very gladly wake up in the middle of the night and slow dance in his pajamas while playing soft music with a very upset little baby cuddled to his chest because they’re teething.

A Tony Stark who sings their kid to sleep or whenever they have nightmares, instead of telling them ‘good, but go back to your room’, he pats the bed next to him and lets them cuddle up, no matter how tired he is or how early he has to up in the morning.

Give me a Tony who cracks up when the baby tries to take and eat the food from the pages of magazines, so he sits down with the baby on his lap and turns the page saying things like “Oh, look, cake, now that looks delicious” as the baby reaches with a pudgy hand and tries to eat it.

A Tony who sits down on the floor and draws and paints with the kid, maybe he’s getting some work done but since the kid likes to ‘help’ daddy, Tony gives them some scrap paper and sits down with them, and when he finishes he always tells them how much they helped him.

Give me a Tony who laughs his ass off when he catches the kid making a mess of himself and the carpet and the walls and the table with paint, because instead of yelling he would laugh and tell Jarvis to take photos and then take the kid for a bath and gently scrub the paint off their hair and each little finger and ‘how did you even get paint in your ears and your teeth?’

A Tony who gets a ton of cardboard boxes to build the kid a castle they can play in; he also orders styrofoam peanuts and dumps them all over the living room so the kid can play belief that it’s snow.

Give me a Tony who purchases a Roomba so the baby can sit on it and ‘travel’ around the room laughing and clapping.

A Tony who lets the kid decide what clothes to wear no matter his age or gender; if the kid wants to wear a dress and glittery shoes then he’d get him the prettiest dresses and shoes around, if the kid wants to wear shirts and shorts he’d just ask in what color and if they want cartoons on them, if the kid wants a chicken onesie he’d get them the cutest one, if the kid wants to go around naked then well, Tony would explain they couldn’t do it outside but that they can do all they want at home.

Give me a Tony Stark who would go out and play in the rain with the kid, making mud pies and all.

A Tony who’d gently nurse the kid when they get ill, and I’m talking about cuddles and slow-dancing and chicken soup.

Give me a Tony who is a kickass blanket fort architect who would build the most epic blanket forts ever, with soft pillows and blankets and tiny little lights and if the kid wants to live in a blanket fort for a few days that’s perfectly okay with him, hell, he might even sleep with them in there too.

A Tony who would give the kid all the love he has, all the hugs and cuddles and baby talk and silly pet names and all the kisses, kissing chubby cheeks and tiny hands and tiny little baby feet, and he wouldn’t just do it in the privacy of their home, no, he’d do it all the time no matter who was there, let the world know how much he loves the kid.

Give me a Tony who doesn’t care if the kid does or doesn’t turn out to be a genius like him, he still loves them all the same, he is extremely patient with them in a way his own father could never and would never be with him when he was a child. He’d leave everything and anything he’s doing if the kid needs or wants his attention; he’d pick the kid up when they want cuddles while daddy reads some important papers, Tony would take calls and have video calls with the kid whenever he has meetings or he has to go away on business trips, every single day without missing one.

A Tony who would give his kid the gender/sexual orientation/heathy, responsible, consensual sexual life (or lack thereof) talk without making them feel embarrassed and finish it off with a ‘no matter who you are or who you love I’ll always love you’.

A Tony who would patiently explain death to the kid and hold their hand and hug them as they cry when their first pet dies.

Give me a Tony who would laugh his ass off when the kid grabs his electric razor and shaves half of their head by accident because they wanted to shave like daddy in the mornings, he then would proceed to shave the rest of the hair off and explain to them that hair grows and how they can have it of any length and color they want.

A Tony who would give the kid crazy hairdos and beards and moustaches out of foam when it’s bath time.

Just give me a Tony Stark who’s such a good, loving, caring father to his children.

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like Superhusbands, and Stony.

You: Okay, whatever Clint says, I didn’t do it-TS

Stranger: He hasn’t told me anything today… What did you do? SR

You: Oh, looks like he hasn’t arrived, in which case, nothing-TS

Stranger: Tony tell me. SR

You: Okay, okay, but promise you won’t get mad-TS

Stranger: I’m not promising anything. i’ll try not to. SR

You: Remember two days ago when we were looking for a new couch because we can’t fit in the one we have right now during movie nights?-TS

Stranger: Yeah, but like I was saying we only can’t fit when both of us wanna lie down together.. SR

You: So we were watching some displays from an online store and well, there was a little problem with the order-TS

Stranger: A little problem? What’s the problem? SR

You: When I placed the order and I said I woul buy everything in the picture, well, they took it a bit too literally-TS

Stranger: …Okay what was in the picture? SR

You: The couch, some cushions, a little coffee table…-TS

Stranger: That’s not too bad. SR

You: Some weird flower vase, and a cat-TS

Stranger: A cat. Why would they send a cat? Is it a real cat? SR

You: Yes-TS

You: They even have it on different colors, so they gave us the default one-TS

Stranger: It’s a simple mistake we can send the stuff we don’t want back and help find the cat a good family. SR

You: They said no refunds or exchanges-TS

You: I already called-TS

Stranger: Okay so donate the extra to a second hand store. Some family who needs those would die to have new stuff like this for a thrift store price. SR

You: They said there’s a doc they show you to read before you place your order that says all about it-TS
About the cat I mean-TS

You: And if I remember correctly, it did show up but we didn’t read it because that was right when your hands started to go south-TS

Stranger: I still don’t understand why they thought a cat was part of the piece of furniture that we wanted. SR

You: Well, I guess they’re used to deal with extravagant rich people-TS

You: So we have a cat now-TS

You: Can we keep it?-TS

Stranger: ..I don’t know who’s gonna take care of it? We are way too busy to take care of animals. SR

You: I will-TS

Stranger: Tony you barely remember to feed yourself sometimes. SR

You: I can set up a schedule with Jarvis-TS

You: I’m sure an automatic feeder and kitty litter cleaner wouldn’t be hard to make-TS

You: Though I’m pretty sure they already exist-TS

Stranger: They already exist, yeah but what kind of emotional bond is that? SR

Stranger: The cats gonna love a machine more than you. SR

You: Well, the cat is sleeping on me right now, so joke’s on you, Cap-TS

Stranger: It won’t be once it knows it’s feeder is that machine and not you. SR

You: So you’re saying cats love only the thing that feeds it?-TS

Stranger: I mean most animals do. Dogs do it too sometimes. SR

You: Well, me and my very cute, fluffy and loving kitty will sleep in the workshop, away from you, heartless man-TS

Stranger: I’m not heartless it’s the truth! SR

You: Whatever, Steeb-TS

You: If you want to come and meet the cat, you’re welcome, but remember, it can’t love you because it’ll love the feeder more than anyone-TS

Stranger: If you feed your cat it will love you more. SR

Stranger: I don’t need to meet it, I am sure it will find it’s way and wander to me sometime. SR

You: Whatever you want, honey-TS

Stranger: Okay I don’t get mad at you for having the cat like you asked of me, but now you’re mad at me for telling you something about animals that’s 75% of the time the truth. SR

You: First, you wouldn’t even have to get mad in the first place, since you haven’t even seen the cat nor shown any interest in it-TS
Second of all, I’m not mad-TS

Stranger: You said you wanted to sleep in the workshop away from me.. SR

You: Okay, I might have said that-TS

Stranger: You didn’t “might have” you did. SR

You: You said something true-TS

You: Maybe a bit closer to home that I would’ve liked-TS

Stranger: Okay..? Was it the cat comment? SR

You: Which one of them?-TS

Stranger: The one where the cat will love the feeding machine more than you..? SR

You: Now that you say it again, yeah-TS

Stranger: Oh.. Sorry. SR

You: It’s true-TS

You: Everyone seems to like you more when you provide-TS

Stranger: Tony.. What? What are you talking about? SR

You: Nothing-TS

You: The cat won’t have an automatic feeder-TS

Stranger: No, Tony talk to me. Please.. SR

You: About what?-TS

Stranger: About what you meant by that everyone seems to like you more when you provide comment. SR

You: Yeah, no-TS

You: I’m too busy for that-TS

Stranger: You know. SR

Stranger: You used to talk to me more about things that had been bothering you. SR

Stranger: But nowadays it just seems like you’re trying to shut me out when I wanna help. SR

You: Because I don’t need help with that-TS
It doesn’t bother me-TS

Stranger: Do you honestly think I am only here because you give me housing, food and equipment? SR

You: Not only because of it-TS

You: But it counts-TS

Stranger: I’m here because I love you and I love living with you not because you give me stuff, but because you’re a great partner who knows how to make me laugh at the stupidest things and are a huge dork who cares way too much about people. SR
Tony you could have nothing to offer to me, and I’d still be there for you because I like being around you. SR

You: That’s because you’re too good-TS

Stranger: Trust me I am not good to everyone. SR

You: Some people seems to expect it-TS

Stranger: Well I am only good to good people. SR

You: I didn’t mean that-TS

Stranger: Well what did you mean, then? SR

You: People seems to expect to be given things-TS

Stranger: A lot of people expect a lot from you, and you are usually willing to give it to them if you like them, and even then you’ve done stuff for people who haven’t been entirely great to you and that’s why you are someone with a heart of gold who cares so much and I love you. SR

You: You really don’t want to come and meet Robot?-TS

Stranger: You named it Robot. SR

You: Her-TS

Stranger: Her, sorry. I expected some silly food name. SR

You: Like what?-TS

Stranger: I don’t know. You have a robot arm named Butterfingers and one of your little nicknack robots name is Eggrolls. SR

You: I name my bots like food and my cat like a robot, big deal-TS

You: At least I didn’t name her snowball-TS

Stranger: ((im sorry I gotta sleep I am so tired but this was so cute and fun thank you!! I love your Tony have a good night <3))

Stranger has disconnected

I just lost such a good rp in omegle, superhusbands omegaverse in the middle of the smut but I had to leave and we exchanged mails and all but when I was gonna save the log and mail my freaking pc died D: so please, stranger, mail me if you find this or recognize this starter:

“Tony had been all the day in the lab so when it hit it took him by surprise, almost making him drop the tools in his hands; he’d tried to ignore the issue and kept working yet that didn’t last long until he was bending over one of his working tables, panting heavily. He hurried up and barely got upstairs, leaning heavily against the wall, already feeling his skin beginning to run hot. "Fuck…” he cursed under his breath and managed to to make it to their shared bedroom. He took of his clothes, took a cold bath, tried to sleep, he even out one of his alpha’s shirts -which fitted him a little big- but nothing helped. Yet he refused to call Steve, refusing to bother him while he was at work and he was about to do so many times because it was just downright pathetic. So when he heard the noise of steps and the door being opened, he’d passed several hours through his heat. His blood boiling making him feel feverish and the necessity was just too much it was painful.“