#ravarui: tony

[torxnn]

@ravarui liked for a starter

"Hey uncle Tony, you do know that there is a error here in your mathematical equation, right?"

#ravarui #c: tony

[smertzimy]

@ravarui liked for a thing

Tony and Bucky maybe didn't see eye to eye all to often but even Bucky had to admitt that Tony was one of the best people to ask when it came to his old bike. "Do i dare to go to the bathroom or are you going to wake my bike to life?" Bucky asked before passing Tony the screwdriver and picking up Alpine who was currently sitting in the tool box..

#v; stars and stripes #ravarui #he had to roast Tony a bit

[benevolentgodloki]

He spends the afternoon going round the Tower, mixing up the ingredients in the kitchen and hiding all the toilet roll.

#!crack #Tony you traitor #how dare you not overlook my past violence #ravarui

[ofasgardianvariants]

@ravarui liked for a starter (for tony.)

“is this really necessary?” sylvie asked, gesturing to the armed guard at the door and the collar and handcuffs. it was, really necessary but she had surrendered to the avengers of her own accord. you’d think that would have gained a little trust from earth’s mightiest heroes, as loki had sarcastically called them. “i’m not here to hurt anyone, i just want to find he who remains before he can hurt anyone.” she explained in exasperation. 

“well, okay i guess i’m here to hurt him, but that’s it. and he deserves it!” she confessed.

#c: tony #;starter #t: post loki s1 #ravarui

[ofcrimsonenchantresses]

@ravarui​ continued from here

Wanda sat next to Stark, leaning back as he spoke. She stared into space, finding it so funny that she could hear herself saying these exact words to herself. So she knew exactly what to say in response. “We focus so much on those we didn’t save that we never think about the countless that we have.” She commented softly. “All those people who will go on living, and the families we have spared from grief. To them, we have saved an entire world. And that ”

#c: tony #;continued #ravarui

[ferromagnetiic]

"Heard you can control magnetism and I can't help but wonder how that works exactly. I mean technically all matter is magnetic, some more than others, but you catch my drift." Undeterred the brunet genius carries on. "So are you creating your own magnetic field then and can manipulate how electrons interact with each other or are you limited to the usual type of ferromagnetism? If it's the latter, do you need a certain percentage of, lets say iron, in a material so your powers have an effect on them? Or does it not matter?

To say that Tony thought about this a lot would be an understatement.

[Feel free to ignore this if you want, he's just been curious and wants to know everything about Kids powers >:) ]

          【 UNPROMPTED ASK. 】                      @ravarui 【 Tony 】

          It's not often someone takes the time to inquire about the mechanics of his devil fruit ability, and it's even less often that he answers them sincerely. On occasion his nakama have tempted him with the question, though more often than not, the individual asking hasn't been expecting a sincere explanation and they tended to give up trying to make sense of him halfway through. Kid remains notoriously terrible at explaining things. He works on visuals and feelings, and has a tendency to leave out important details; he gets irritable when people don't already know the basic principals he's relying on and he has to go back and explain things further. Most commonly, anyone who investigates how his abilities function will get a clipped answer something along the lines of ❛ Because I ate a rotten fruit, now quit worryin' about it. ❜ Over time, similarly to a father who does not have the energy to explain complicated subjects to their infant child, he started to give up on trying to go into graphic detail of how he was able to control magnetic properties, and tends to not even bother.

This time, it is not his loyal friends asking him at all. It is a total stranger, no less, and his paranoia of what consequences may occur if he provides untrustworthy people with too much information is rearing its ugly head. He doesn't know this guy, so why should he hand out all his secrets to him for him to use as his pleases? Why should he give him an opportunity to use his honesty against him? Distributing free instruction manuals for his devil fruit powers to anybody who asks is a horrible idea, and this particular man in question doesn't exactly strike him as someone stupid enough to find this information utterly useless. He's composed, well kept, displaying a degree of quiet confidence that doesn't need to be boldly stated. Kid can read his intelligence in the way his eyes move — focused, attentive, but yet somehow simultaneously distracted, as if he's juggling multiple thoughts and ideas whilst still effortlessly managing to carry their conversation. He reminds Kid of the people who have the ability to both read a book and speak to others at the same time, without one action compromising the other. People like him put him on guard. The ones who didn't need to demonstrate their intelligence were generally the most dangerous.

Maybe he was an undercover marine? His clothes didn't match, but that didn't prove his innocence. His well-groomed appearance seemed like something a marine would want to don, anyway. He should dismiss the question and tell him to fuck right off and leave him alone. None of his business, was it?

          ...Still.

He seems to know what he's talking about. At least, more than the last person who tried to make sense of Kid's powers. He wondered how much he could even really do with the most basic walkthrough of how his magnetism functioned. Understanding a concept didn't necessarily make that information particularly helpful, after all.

Besides. Something about this man was intriguing to Kid. He could sense something he couldn't name; a very particular energy that he can't pin down. At the very least, he detected no active hostility from him. Kid considered himself to be fairly good at reading people when he wanted to — this is partially due to honing his haki to be especially sensitive to the auras surrounding a person and recognizing how to detect any malice in their intentions, but additionally, it was also simply a learned behavior that stemmed from having a dear friend who could not regularly show his face. He learned to understand body language in order to adapt for his sake. Movements. Tone of voice. Choice of wording. This man was not giving off obvious signals of being an enemy, at least for now.

Kid watches him for a long time. He sucks his teeth, making an audible clicking sound with his tongue when he releases them. He's trying to decide if it's worth it or not.

Well, maybe an incredibly vague rundown of his powers wouldn't be the worst thing. He could leave out anything that might be readily used against him, and he could stop if the stranger started probing for more than he was willing to offer. Even if Kid didn't trust him, he did pique his curiosity.

     ❝ Ya answered yer own question. 'S like ya said — everything is kinda magnetic; just not always enough to do a whole lot with. ❞

There's a slight pause here as he shifts on his seat, leaning his right elbow to rest against his knee. He deeply exhales as he moves, in a way one might expect from a much older gentleman, rather than a healthy young man in his early twenties.

     ❝ Ya know all about atoms, don't ya? I ain't gonna explain that shit if ya don't. ❞

He should, since he already brought up electrons. This isn't necessarily a subtle insult. Multiple members of his crew had a limited understanding of basic scientific principals due to their upbringing and home environment. It wasn't unusual for his question to be answered 'no', and at which point, Kid was quick to lose interest in continuing the conversation. Trying to tell someone that there are tiny little specs smaller than dust that made up everything in the universe sounded like the nonsensical ramblings of a madman. The only reason he even knew about the existence of atoms to begin with was because Old Man Ketil had taken the time to tutor him, even if he hadn't been particularly happy about it at the time.

The stranger doesn't stop him, so Kid continues.

     ❝ Atoms have their own force fields, right? They got their core — their nucleus, protons, neutrons — then ya got the space around them, these little... loops, I guess. Yer electrons spin and orbit and make these electrical rings that circle them. When they move in the same direction, that's their magnetic field, right? This charge that goes all around the core. ❞

He can already feel himself struggling to tell what areas should elaborate on, and what he should skim over. He wonders how long it will take for the stranger to give up trying to follow.

     ❝ It ain't like I can see atoms or some shit; that's not what my fruit does. But I don't need to, 'cause I can feel those loops. See, the Jiki Jiki no Mi, it gives that magnetic charge a physicality. It makes it tangible. Makes ya more aware of it being there. So every one of those loops stops being this force ya can't touch, and instead it's like, they're all made of strands of thread, or silk or somethin'.      Ya try to touch one strand of silk, it's just gonna break. Ya can't move anythin' with one strand of silk. But when ya get a fuck ton of those strands all together, and ya grab them all at once.... ❞

To demonstrate, he makes a tight fist with his right hand. In conjunction, an empty, partially crushed beer can that he had earlier discarded on the ground then begins to levitate, moving closer towards him and hovering just inches below his enclosed palm; it deliberately swings, almost as if he's trying to make it resemble a yoyo on an invisible string.

     ❝ — That's how ya make rope. Then ya just gotta tug that rope in the right direction. Ya gotta decide if ya want to attract or repel, and it's like contractin' the muscles in yer arm. ❞

He squeezes his fist closer towards his bicept at this, tensing the muscle fibers below his skin. But then, he slackens, and releases his fist entirely, letting the can immediately succumb to gravity and fall to the ground with a tinny clang.

     ❝ Anyway, that's why it ain't easy to, say, control blood through the iron cells. The iron is too diluted; not enough to grab onto. Doesn't do shit. ❞

The average human being has approximately around four grams of iron in their body, though the exact quantity depends on a large number of variables. When that's dispersed, there isn't a whole lot of force to be created from moving those individual iron molecules. What created significantly more force than moving those four grams of iron was Kid's fist, punching them in the gut at full strength and rupturing their spleen. However, that didn't mean he wasn't capable of magnetizing the human body at all; since his devil fruit's awakening, he has since acquired the ability to do just that.

     ❝ — But if ya can give tangible loops to any atom, ya can start makin' the whole person into one huge magnet, and ya don't have to worry about findin' the right cells to single out. Ya just start screwin' with the electrons to stitch stronger loops to all the atoms, even if they're usually too weak to do anythin' with. ❞

The problem with that was the energy expenditure required to create a significant magnetic field for almost every individual atom that made up a human person, as well as the concentration it took. It was a work in progress, and admittedly, even just being able to do it for a short amount of time was impressive enough; but this skill is still in its primitive stages, and requires significant work before it is honed to its fullest potential. He still has yet to master isolating oxygen atoms in order to repel them from a person's body and suffocate them, for example. When it came to ambitious desires, Kid always preferred to go big. He longs for the day that he can control the entire world through its geomagnetic field. He impatiently waits for the day that he can hold the entire Earth hostage, if such a thing were possible. He has visions of controlling the tides of the seas through the movements of the moon, and the ground would split apart at his will, because the stranger was right — magnetism is potentially present in all things, if he is only able to utilize it, manipulate it, and create that which he needed in order to control anything he desired. Playing God has nothing to do with it; he just enjoys tearing things apart for the sake of seeing how they work.

This is an awful lot of time spent on conversing with someone he doesn't even know. He doesn't feel particularly compelled to elaborate in too much more detail beyond this, though the explanation is certainly missing some key elements. Manipulating the shape of magnetic materials was more complicated than simply moving an object around in the air, and involved more focused work on pinpointing individual areas and applying force to alter the structure of the metal, as if he were playing cat's cradle. Altering the patterns of electrons and changing the relationship between north and south poles were other topics that he didn't need to bother with right now. Whatever. He got his answer. Maybe's Kid would give him a few crumbs more if he bought him another beer or something. Dinner, maybe. Was he even listening? If he wasted all that time yapping to this guy and he wasn't even paying attention, Kid might just shoot him in the head out out of sheer annoyance.

     ❝ Ya get all that shit, Buttercup? ❞

#ravarui #【 ⚙ ˊˎ | GET OUT OF MY WAY | ask. 】 #【 ⚙ ˊˎ | RECKLESS TONGUE | ic. 】 #long post #// Thank you so much for this ask!!! it's so rare i get to talk about my hcs for the science behind kid's DF #// so i was really happy thank u!!! #// i have to put like a whole bunch of disclaimers here. #// first disclaimer. i don't know how well understood the existence of atoms are in the OP universe #// it's hard to tell what the general education system is like in OP. it seems to vary based on island to island. #// but my backstory for Kid is that his ancestors were scientists so I'm giving him a free pass even if that's not common knowledge. #// secondly. this explanation of how magnetism works is intentionally extremely butchered. #// because i'm having to mix science with an element of fantasy and then getting Kid to relay that to someone else #// and kid is supposed to be notoriously shit at teaching science it is a quirk i gave him. #// so i'm sure someone will see this and be like. ryan that isn't how magnets woRK #// and i'm just blaming all of that on kid. #// anyway thank u tony this ask made me happy i hope they can be friends. #// kid calling tony stark buttercup is now one of my favorite posts i have made. #// sorry this long

[damagedtoysoldier]

bucky   &&    tony

he was going to play nice , for steve's sake . well he probably would have played nice anyway , he doesn't go looking for fights , he's had enough of that , but he's making an extra effort to not be too bitter .

the whole reason that he had stayed hidden after saving steve at the triskelion was for steve's sake .    ( because he knew his best guy would burn the world for him , and any bridges he had made since coming out of the ice . because he didn't want to be that burden on him . because he didn't want the questions , the scrutiny . because because because. ) and he was right , wasn't he ?      the minute that his head got shoved above the proverbial parapet the whole world went to shit

again .

the plates of his metal arm shifted as his thumb absently scraped against his index finger ,   as if his mind had forgotten there was no nail there to pick at anymore . and he looks around @ravarui's lab with distant interest . lots of glass , sunlight , shining metal and clean yet also cluttered surfaces . ( a far cry away from the underground bunker he remembered howard working out of )

" if you're going to break the suit out again , can i get some forewarning . this is my good arm . " a poor attempt a joke maybe ,   but he thinks he's pretty funny for a 100-and-something year old .

starter call .

#ravarui #ravarui | tony stark #v: canon | arc 4 : white wolf

[mistrdctr]

@ravarui asked: "We were out of Doritos!" (From Tony, it's payback time c: ) [From this meme] | accepting

Stephen is just returning from a five-hour stay at a seriously fucked up dimension - one he does not want to ever get back to, thank you very much - and his boots barely come in contact with the floor inside his Sanctum's foyer, the portal behind him closing, when he hears Tony speaking to him.

A pair of bright eyes flicks up, taking in the sight of the man; Strange himself looks... well. He's soaked, for the matter, from head to toe, with what could be water but it's not. It's something worse and slimy, on top of that, and it also smells like wet dog, to make matters worse.

Definitely not the best state to be in to greet guests... especially not Tony, of all people, the guy that causes Strange's heart to skip a beat every now and then when they look at each other.

Fuck.

"Uh - uhm, hey!", is what manages to break itself free from the sorcerer's lips as he just stands there, dripping all over the floor, the tips of his ears instantly turning into a deep shade of red.

"I, uh... didn't expect you come around. But, uh, that's fine! Fancy seeing you around here. Do you need anything?"

A bag of Doritos materializes in Tony's hand as Stephen speaks - the Cloak around the sorcerer's shoulders gives their visitor a brief wave with the edge of its wet hem, definitely not happy about the state it's in either.

"Make yourself comfortable, I'll just - you know. Deal with this." A scarred hand gestures at himself, and Stephen contemplates allowing his sorry existence to fall through a portal so he can just instantly disappear as if the ground has swallowed him.

#ravarui #(LMAO RIP) #(hey tony heres that guy whos into you and hes a mess)

[ravarui]

The wedding of the century! (excerpt of the vanity fair october 2023) Ladies and Gentlemen, it is happening! As stated in their latest shared press conference, Tony Stark and Pepper Potts are finally going to tie the knot! Not many details have been revealed, but it's expected to be a grand celebration with exclusive guests from all parts of the universe. We will update you about every single detail. Until then, congratulations to the Iron couple.

What is happening?@alyafae and I have been talking and decided it was time to revive this event and share it with everyone, as it depicts a very important point in the lives of our muses. It's only appropriate to share it and involve you all in the upcoming shenanigans. The event isn't bound to a certain date, see it as a verse based around the wedding celebrations. It's not restricted to the party itself, but everything around it as well, like bachelor/bachelorette parties, general wedding preperations and so on.

How do you receive an invitation? By simply liking this post and being mutuals with either @alyafae or me (@ravarui).

The event is crossover-friendly! Your muse doesn't need to have a marvel verse to be able to participate, nor do we need to have been interacting before. Just being mutuals with one of us is enough.

If you're mutuals with @alyafae you'll receive threads/starters from her Pepper Potts for your muse. If you're mutuals with me, you'll receive threads/starters from my Tony Stark muse. If you're mutuals with us both, you'll receive double the love and be considered a special guest.

The bride and groom: Ms Virgina "Pepper" Potts @alyafae Mr Anthony "Tony" Edward Stark @ravarui

#alyafae #v: Wedding of the century #DONT REBLOG #unless you're gin #PERSONALS DO NOT INTERACT #Any personal interacting with this post gets blocked #//Anyway: Don't be shy c: #//Let your muse participate and have fun #//Don't worry if our muses haven't interacted before #//We'll manage to get something for you c:

[spinxeret]

+ @ravarui liked for a starter ! ( for Tony )

+ " You know, they TELL you that you should be prepared to meet all kinds of PEOPLE at these events, but this is still kinda BIG for me . " Smiling, Mary Jane's entire being BUZZED with excitement . For someone so UP AND COMING like herself, getting anywhere near the TOP BILLING in the film had been a breakthrough of the BIGGEST proportions . But it was the AFTERPARTY that seemed to be where it all became CEMENTED that she was actually being RECOGNIZED , and she was absolutely on CLOUD NINE .

Holding out her hand to the man she instantly recognized as being TONY STARK , she smiled. " ... Mary Jane Watson . "

#ravarui #( hello there ! ) #verse: tbd

[wallcrawlparker]

Feels delivery 2 of 2 for @ravarui

It wasn't planned.

It wasn't planned but it was the most correct thing he had ever done in his life, that he was sure of.

He'd been fighting yet another insane monster when suddenly... there it was. A portal. He knew this, because he had seen them before, it was one of these that'd really wrecked what was left of his life just a few months before.

Peter looked at the monstrous villain behind him. It was trying to take out a police officer, but they were holding their own pretty good and he could already see some other heroes showing up to fight back. This universe had done nothing to ease the vigilante's life and... at this rate, he'd just die from the lack of desire to keep up if not at the hand of some weird villain worthy of every child's nightmares.

So with no second thought, Peter grabbed his backpack, removed his mask; shoved it in there.... and let himself fall backwards into the portal with a final fuck you at the world that'd hated him so well.

............

Next thing he knew, he was laying against a wall in... the avengers' compound? Was it all just a dream? No. It couldn't be, because he could clearly see a jacket he knew to be Steve's on the nearest chair.

Peter only had the time to lift himself into a sitting position before the voice he had so desperately wanted to hear for the past... forever???... rang out.

It was Tony Stark's, and the kid's eyes watered immediately.

This could be home. It was already much better, any world with Tony in it was much better.

#🕸 Multiverse Thread #🕸 Thread || Tony Stark #🕸 Relationships || Irondad & Spiderson

[wormholxtreme]

I have no idea what Tony did or said but Tony did or said something @butwithmoreme @ravarui

#[character study; harold hogan] #((gotta tag the Tonys hope you dont mind))

[benevolentgodloki]

By this point, Loki had sobered up somewhat since his earlier antics. This tended to happen when Cap, Hulk, and Thor all decided they'd had enough with a drunken Loki getting in the way of their own fun. He had only just recovered from the ice water dunking he'd received (the wet more bothersome than the cold) and a brief time-out with the hammer, suitably dry again and helping himself to a packet of crisps.

Only to bump into Tony — accidentally this time — and be subject to a sudden poking.

Loki blinked and crunched one of the crisps, trying to decide if his feelings were hurt or if this was in fact highly amusing. He leant toward the latter.

Crisp packet vanishing to the ether, he considered the accusation.

"Would you like to be the new star?"

A smile like butter wouldn't melt, his fingers curled into the front of Tony's shirt and he lifted.

@ravarui

#it's Tony-yells-at-Loki hour again #also I'm sorry Tony XD #t: christmas star #v69 #l: god of mischief #ravarui

[conscriptur]

She looked around comparing what she remembered from her dream to what was their reality. The hit of deja vu was too close for her comfort. "Yes," Morgan confirmed biting her lip. Anxiety stabbed into her sternum as the realization did become more clear to her. "There isn't anything different between the two except that I made the connection." She walked over to the table, fingers running along the edge. Part of her wished she hadn't brought the dream up only for selfish reasons. The other part of her, clearly with the same mindset of her father had her speaking before she could think about changing her mind. “You need to go play hero again, dad. Because you’re the one that can fix what’s going to happen, like you always have before.” If he didn’t, the world could easily be broken just like when she was little.

@ravarui (tony) - continued from here

#« morgan stark // 𝖨𝖢 𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭𝖲 » #ravarui

[ofcrimsonenchantresses]

[ COOK ] for our muses to cook a meal together or [ ZEN ] for our muses to meditate together (From Tony)

Wanda's forehead itched. She tried her best not to grumble as she focused in on the sensation, pressing her head back into the pillow that she'd been provided with. The gentle sound of a recording of waves on a shore disguised the sound of her shuffling a little in her laid back position, resisting the urge to open her eye.

Finally, she broke. "How much longer do we have to stay like this?" She whispered. "Pepper's coming back, right?"

#c: tony #;answered meme #ravarui

[defectivexfragmented]

There was a great deal of care that had to be taken sneaking back into the Avengers Tower while not alerting Tony to his presence, which was near impossible with JARVIS dutifully watching every inch of the building. Nearly every inch. Clint had discovered a certain lapse in security when crawling through the vents on afternoon while trying to hide from a rather enraged redhead. There was the complete temptation to use it whenever he wanted a moment of privacy or to pull the occasional prank but it came with the risk of losing the advantage so he kept the knowledge in his back pocket for a rainy day.

Which this was.

The recon mission had been anything but recon. It was an ambush, one he had almost not walked away from. Clint had waited in the shadows, rain pouring down relentlessly, until the hour was late and he was sure everyone was asleep in their beds, probably not even noticing he hadn’t returned yet. If Natasha saw his injuries before he had the chance to patch them up, he would never hear the end of it. The crawl through the vents took far longer than he had expected, his clothes soaked through and caused him to keep slipping back down the shafts then scrambling back up again, before after long last he slid out of a vent outside Tony’s bedroom. In retrospect, he should have gone for his own but it was further away and he lacked the energy to continue on.

Stiffly pushing himself to his feet, Clint's gaze fell on the large decorative mirror hanging on the wall of the hallway and the reflection was not kind in the slightest. If anything, it was borderline offensive. His skin was pale, most likely from the cold and waiting in the rain for hours. There were several cuts and scrapes littering his torso and face, things he could easily explain away. But there was going to be no hiding the large bruise he could feel blossoming over his ribs. Or the split lip...or the bruise forming over the bridge of his nose, that if it was broken - again - he would be sporting two black eyes in the very near future.

“Shit!” Clint leaned in close to the mirror in an attempt to get a better look at his nose when his eyes landed on Tony in the mirror standing in the doorway, looking not too thrilled with him. Mouth falling open in shock, he spun around on his heel to face him, mind scrambling to come up with a reasonable explanation.

“This isn’t as bad as it looks...in fact, it’s...it’s just a dream. You’re dreaming...sleepwalking, even.” Clint started then paused for a long moment before sighing.

“Fuck, I’m in trouble, aren’t I?”

@ravarui

#ravarui #muse: clint - the human disaster - barton #i hope this is okay #let me know if you want me to change anything!