“Sir. There has been a spike of gamma radiation coming from the basement. The source seems to have made it’s way out of the dorm building.”

“Oh fuck.” Tony dropped his micro screwdriver into his toolbox and grabbed his shoes. Bruce. It must be Bruce again. And with Betty no longer available, well, Tony had taken it upon himself to calm the big lug down when things got out of control. He hopped down the hallway as he put on his shoes and made it into the elevator. He texted Loki, letting him know that there was an incident with Bruce, and ran out onto the roof. The platform he’d attached to the Dracton dorm’s roof was revved up and ready.

Tony stepped on the platform and held out his arms as robotic limbs began to assemble the suit on him. The helmet soon shut with a clang over his face and the HUD lit up. “Alright, JARVIS. Tell me where he is.” No sooner than the words had left his mouth that a map of Sky High came up and a small red blip began to pulse gently on the south side of the campus.

“Sir, I feel like I should tell you that-“

“No time, JARVIS.” Tony blasted off from the roof and headed straight for the blip.

“But, Sir.”

“It’s not like it’s anything different. It’s Bruce. Big hulking mass of green muscle and actually a giant teddy bear once we get over the angry rage part.” Tony heard the roar that definitely wasn’t human or animal… but it sounded different from Hulk.

“That’s the thing, Sir. It’s not green. I don’t think it’s a man either. It… Well, it resembles a woman and it’s-“

“It’s red.” Tony flew above the blip and looked down to see the Red She Hulk. And she wasn’t in the best of moods.

itsa-revalution:

Stark Industries is definitely a familiar name. It’s plastered over half the tech at this school. So you’re that Stark. Huh, wouldn’t have pegged you as a feminist.

Not many people do. But hey, I like women. So yeah. Seems like a logical assumption that I’d be a feminist. Then again, most guys aren’t logical.

It’s why I consider myself a better man.

itsa-revalution:

Reva, Reva Baker. And you are… familiar, that’s for damn sure, but I can’t put a name to it.

You don’t know me? Huh, weird.

Tony Stark? CEO of Stark Industries? Ring any bells?

itsa-revalution:

tony-theirongiant replied to your post: Stop trying to hide it, we all know what a slut you are.

Mhmm, preach it, girl.

Glad someone here has some sense.

Oh I know what you mean. Hell if anyone has some sense, it’s me. So what’s the name of my fellow feminist?

thelonelyloki:

The moment that his fiance conceded, he gave him a small smile and went to move towards the couch but was caught when the other man was suddenly kissing him. He kissed him back languidly, sighing into it as his eyes slipped shut and he just enjoyed him. He quite honestly would never get sick of that act. Of just kissing him and holding him and existingwith him. It was rather surreal, and he couldn’t think of anyone else he would rather share his life bond with. 

When Tony pulled him towards the couch, he followed him willingly, falling down next to the other man as he tugged him and smiling warmly. “See? This is much better. You need to relax more than you do. You haven’t been relaxing at all lately.” He ran one long finger up Tony’s chest, from his navel to just above the glowing turquoise arc reactor. “Has there been something wrong? Something you haven’t told me of?” If there had been or hadn’t been, it was a simple question, and Tony could answer it however he wished and the god would believe him.

Tony smirked a little bit, watching the finger travel up his chest and over his arc reactor, being reminded yet again how firmly Loki was integrated into his life now. Loki had quickly become everything to him. His lover then his fiance. Now suddenly, his very life force and the reason he was currently breathing. If it wasn’t for Loki, he would be dead several times over. And there was no doubt about that. He couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss him again. He took his time on this one.

“You, of all people, telling me to relax.” Tony smirked against Loki’s lips. His fingers moved behind his neck where he played with the black locks of hair that he loved so much. “Imagine that. I guess marriage really does change people.” He ran his thumb over Loki’s jaw and sighed slightly. “I don’t know. I guess I just have a lot on my mind. Stark Industries, Press wondering who the fuck you are and we might have to do a press conference later on. Then we had the whole thing with me almost dying and I’m still trying to figure out how I’ve survived like four different times. And then there’s the nightmares which you’re the only cure for.” Tony paused to kiss Loki again. “And then, here comes Betty rising from the dead like some Frankenstein monster, I don’t even know.” He pulled Loki close and pressed his face into Loki’s neck again. “I haven’t even met your parents yet,” he muttered petulantly before kissing the skin that was available to him.

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thelonelyloki:

The raven haired man almost smiled to himself when he felt his partner calming down significantly. If it were a different situation, he might have. But now wasn’t the time for his petty arrogance. Now was the time to comfort the only thing in his life that mattered. The only person that would ever hold true in his heart. It was almost like holding a delicate flower within his grasp… like any moment he could crush it and it would be gone. No… Being with Tony had greatly humbled the god, and it was quite a lesson to be taught.

He inhaled slowly and nodded softly as he pulled back, his mind protesting at the loss of the other man’s body warmth against him. He didn’t suppose he would ever get used to not having Tony with him… It was interesting indeed. It was a good thing they would never be separated. He tilted his head slightly to the side as he watched him, and frowned as he did so. “Darling…. Perhaps we should sit down for a moment or so. I do not wish for you to overexert yourself and become even more distressed.”

Tony was already thinking about the plans he could make and the paths he’d take to figure this out when Loki spoke. He had first been about to protest because the curiosity and desire to know what the hell was going on was way too big. But then he looked at Loki and his resolve immediately deflated. The way his lips tilted downwards just so and those eyes. Those beautiful emerald green eyes. Oh he could never get enough of them.

Tony placed his hands on Loki’s cheeks and smiled a bit. “Alright. Fine. Only because those puppy eyes are absolutely adorable and I can’t bring myself to fight them.” He leaned forward and pressed a slow, soft kiss to his lips, relishing the taste and the feel that, no matter how many times he kissed them, were absolutely perfect. He pulled away with a smirk and grabbed Loki’s hand, leading him to the couch. He sat down and pulled Loki down next to him. “Come here, you.” Tony relaxed as he pulled Loki close.

(Source: tony-theirongiant)

thelonelyloki:

The god knitted his eyebrows in confusion when Tony pulled back and looked at him, opening his mouth to speak and nothing coming out. He reached up and put his hand on Tony’s cheek, caressing it gently and curling the tips of his fingers into his hair (he really did need a haircut. Tony normally never let it grow this long.) “What is it? What is troubling you?” 

The moment that he spoke, he nodded quickly in understanding. He had seen the post himself and had gotten quite confused by it. He knew the woman to be deceased, and he very much knew how it had made Tony feel. Especially with Bruce so shaken up. “Ah… I did see that post myself and was rather puzzled by it.” Gently, he placed a kiss onto the shell of Tony’s ear. “I… have known it to be possible, yes. It is not exactly common with Midgardian’s, however, but it is quite possible… so well, I wouldn’t consider it entirely impossible,” he spoke quietly, keeping his voice quiet just as he did when he soothed the nightmares away.

The touches, the kisses, and the soothing sweet voice of the Liesmith easily calmed Tony down just as it always did. Oh he could practically fall asleep to that voice. “Yeah, puzzled is a huge understatement…” He let out a short bitter laugh and closed his eyes. He could still see the hospital, the General, Bruce grabbing the needle. Hell, he could still feel the syringe under his fingers as he grabbed it and threw it away from his friend. Betty’s body was laying lifeless on the bed as he held his newly widowed friend.

“I have to… I have to figure this shit out.” Tony stood straight and held Loki’s hips as support. “I need to find out how this happened. When this happened… And who did it.” He shook his head. “I just… Can’t believe it. I mean, she was dead. I was there, Loki. She was gone. The heart monitor flatlined. She was dead.” Tony looked at Loki in the eye and gave a small sigh. “And now she’s… suddenly alive and I don’t even know how to handle that…”

(Source: tony-theirongiant)

thelonelyloki:

The God of Mischief had been in the middle of getting a clean change of clothes and some shampoo from his apartment (because, for some reason, all of the shampoo in Tony’s apartment had suddenly disappeared) when he got the text from his partner. Immediately, he furrowed his eyebrows and swallowed hard, dropping everything he had been holding and striding out of the door in no time. It wasn’t exactly a comforting thought to know that his lover was in distress, so he hurried as quickly as possible, cursing himself for not working more on his teleportation so he could get there quicker. He could do it if he had more of a clear head, but without it… well, it wasn’t the best situation.

He nodded at the door when he neared it, making record time, and nearly exhaled in relief when it opened for him. He didn’t quite understand how Tony’s science worked (he considered it his own form of magic that was foreign to the raven haired man) but he was thankful for it on several occasions. Even the new robot, or pet, as Tony said, was starting to grow on him. The moment that he stepped into the room, his eyes scanned it before a set of arms wrapped around him and he allowed himself to finally breathe. Slowly, his arms circled around the other man’s shoulders and he held him tightly, pressing his cheek against the side of his lover’s head as he did so. “What is it? What is it that happened?” He had only ever seen Tony like this once or twice, and it was when he woke up from a night terror. Nothing had happened outside of that though, so it was almost as distressing to the god as much as it was the man. If anyone had done something to him… well, he would ponder that then if it were the case.

Tony felt immediately calmed with Loki held him. He just stood there for a while, breathing in his scent and nuzzling his face into his neck. “Dammit…” he muttered after a while. JARVIS closed the door and Tony looked at Loki. He opened his mouth to speak and then immediately closed it because damn, he could hardly believe it himself. Why would Loki believe it?

“It’s… Betty.” Tony looked down and dropped his forehead on Loki’s shoulder. “I don’t know, babe. There were just these posts on the dash and it was from Betty’s blog and so I had JARVIS track the IP and… It came from her room.” Part of Tony wanted to walk straight back to the kitchen and grab another shot of whiskey. Another part of him wanted to just press closer to Loki, kiss him a few times, and lose himself in his fiance’s body. “Do you think people can actually come back from the dead?” He asked instead.

(Source: tony-theirongiant)