reactorhearts

(( guess who's back, back again
          	
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AntaraB0507

@reactorhearts  shady's back, tell yo friends
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brooklynfitsycuffs

Steve wiped down the bar sighing he looked up " what can I get you ?"

reactorhearts

@languageman_ 
            
            "Guess I've kinda stooped." He smiled tiredly.
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brooklynfitsycuffs

@reactorhearts
            "  the infamous Tony Stark in a run down bar in Brooklyn "
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scornedmiracles

“What in the world… hey, mister, what’s all this technology stuff? How on earth didja come up with it? I mean, I know Steve said it’s the future now, but holy cow!”

scornedmiracles

Bucky tilted his head, looking very curious and very amazed. “Fun sized? I’m taller than you,” he mumbled, but didn’t dwell on it. He looked at the guy’s face and then grinned, deciding to mess with him. Tony didn’t have anything on his face, but still, Bucky said, “Actually, yeah. Got a bit’a stuff in a big streak right across your forehead.”
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reactorhearts

@kidsoldierings 
            
            "Took a lot of tinkering and a lot of time, fun sized," Tony hummed as he slid out from beneath the large machine he'd been on his back under, wiping his hands before standing up. "Don't have oil on my face do I?"
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brooklynspunk

“Tony! Tony, it’s just a nightmare, wake up! Tony, you’re safe. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

brooklynspunk

Steve hugged Tony tight, shifting so he was sitting crosslegged and pulling his lover into his lap. “You’re okay, I’ve got you now,” he whispered, filled with an overwhelming anger, blazing with it. He wanted to go back in time and keep Tony safe from everyone who had ever hurt him or told him he wasn’t enough. “You’re okay. You’re safe, Tony. You’re here in the tower, you’re with me, I’ve got you. Nothing is gonna happen to you so long as I’m breathing.”
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reactorhearts

@brooklynspunk 
            
            Tony looked around the room a couple more times. He could never be too sure. Once he registered that, yes, he was in his bedroom, he wiped at his chocolate eyes before just throwing himself at Steve, curling into his chest.
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brooklynspunk

Steve was sitting up in bed in front of Tony, eyes wide and worried as his hand trembled just above Tony’s arm— he’d been about to reach out for him but remembered he sometimes didn’t like to be touched. “Yeah. Yeah, Tones, it’s me, you’re safe. I won’t let anybody hurt you anymore.” He reached up and ever so gently brushed Tony’s sweat-damp hair off his forehead, eyes soft. “You want a hug?”
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starfevers

  dad . . ! the damn flash mobs are stalking me at school again !!

starfevers

@reactorhearts  .    yeah no . dad I am not wearing those — god . . the press is so tiring especially at / school / . half of my friends just wanna be friends because they know I'm just a stark . 
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reactorhearts

@xistark 
            
            Flash mobs.. Comes with the property. I'll figure something out for you - Maybe those shirts that blur out your face for you in pictures.
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brooklynfitsycuffs

" Tony.  Wake up tones"

brooklynfitsycuffs

@reactorhearts
            " morning sleeping beauty.  You didn't come to bed last night "
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reactorhearts

@languageman_ 
            
            That woke him. He sat up, rubbing his eyes. "I'm up."
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brooklynfitsycuffs

@reactorhearts
            "  I got you donuts "
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