Because we’re all disgusting sadists and I obviously have issues. Trigger warning for kidnapping, torture, and some cruel language from the kidnapper’s side … I have a lot of problems …
Bruce has a crapton of enemies, even without the members of his Rogues Gallery being taken into consideration
From the nameless thugs to the morally bankrupt dirty cops to the
monstrous traffickers, everyone wants to take down the Bat of Gotham
But for Bruce, it’s a nearly entirely different crowd…
Overzealous competitors and enemies of Wayne Industries, people who
just want to slander his name to detrimental effect, people who’ve never
met even met Bruce yet have an intense obsession with his existence
that could easily tread into murderous territories, even a few villains
from his moonlighting job who simply want to take a crack at the Prince
Of course, being that Bruce is a taller-than-average guy with pretty
decent coverage, there aren’t many opportunities that can be taken to
You, on the other hand…
You, the significant other of one of the richest men in not only
Gotham, but the entire world, the one people liken to Cinderella, who
still keeps an apartment in the city as well as the humble job they’d
had even before dating the billionaire… You’re easy pickings
hey man look maybe somewhere deep down you love me so much it burns high, burns bright. maybe it’s there but it’s too far and too hot and my hands are turning black at the touch. my head has been aching lately and all i can do is think that you don’t show it, you don’t want me to know. i’ve never been good at keeping secrets and this one is holding me hostage. and i would die to keep a smile on your face, baby. tell me if you’d want that. tell me what you’d like.
dragon tony makes my heart melt!!! When do steve and bucky come back into the picture? do tony and bucky get along? does tony ever get over the way steve freaked out
(Whoops I answered a question like this before so I missed this one sorry!)
It takes some time but Rhodey eventually sits down with Tony and patiently explains that Natasha might not be the best person to get social advice from considering she, you know, lived alone in a death-trap castle and they literally only know her because Tony begged her for help. Forcing someone to do something against their will is not how you make friends, and while Rhodey wasn’t happy that Steve had kicked Tony hard enough to leave a bruise, he could definitely understand why he’d done it.
But then Steve and Bucky break into the castle, and are met with three very angry people. (Luckily Pepper and Clint become less angry and more “concerned third party” because wtf Natasha you can’t just tell a dragon to kidnap someone and expect everything to turn out alright.) Tony is actually kind of more scared of Steve because Steve has demonstrated he’s actually capable of hurting him without any weapons. But maybe he deserved it? Because Rhodey said that what Tony had done was wrong…
“Tony, no,” Steve insists, frowning in concern. “You don’t deserve to be hurt just because you made a mistake. I’m sorry I hurt you. I was just… scared.” Tony curls his claws into the stone floor, staring at the scratches he makes, before shyly looking back up at Steve. “You were scared? Of me?” “Oh, yeah,” Steve replies hurriedly. “You took me away from my friend and kept me locked in a tower. Even princes get scared when dragons kidnap them.” “Really?” Steve nods. “Definitely.”
Tony looks down at his feet again before looking back up at him. “Pepper wasn’t scared of me at all.” “Yeah, but if I had to choose between marrying someone gross and living with a dragon, I’d choose to live with a dragon, too,” Steve replies, nodding. Tony smiles at him. He doesn’t really understand, but he’s flattered anyway.
A/N: my first tyler imagine!!! woo!!! hope you all liked it :) requests are open
Word Count: 2,165
You never expected for any NHL players to attend the party you were throwing, let alone spend half the night with one by your side. It all started with him opening up the fridge and stealing one of your beers. Next thing you knew, you were sitting on his lap in the living room and smiling down at him.
Hello <3 Firstly, I love your blog! And then: Omg, pole dancing Tony! I love this headcanon (partly because I also do pole dance :D I just started about a year ago, so I'm not very good yet...), amd omg, I would love you forever if you wrote a story about it :)
Hi and welcome, my fellow pole dancer! Hey, a year is already a long time and I’m sure you’ve already come very far! It gets easy to become so fixated on all the new moves you’re just learning or still can’t do, but remember when you first started and all you really did was walk around the pole? Even that felt so awkward! Or maybe that was just me xD
Anyways, there is more to come (eventually) since pole dancer!Tony is not something I can see losing interest in any time soon, but for now I’ll hope this little titbit will satisfy! It’s basically a ‘how it all started’ ficlet. Enjoy :)
It was all Rhodey’s fault. Well, and maybe sort of Tony’s, in a tiny, utterly negligible way, but that isn’t important. The point is, Tony’s lost a stupid bet and his best friend is an asshole, and that’s the only reason he’s even here, attending a first time pole dancing lesson. Really. It’s not like he’s been whining to Rhodey about wanting to try it for the past two years, absolutely not.
It’s weird because he’s very aware that in a class of eleven people, he’s the only guy–though their trainer, a tall woman with wild, black curls and a strict, no non-sense attitude has assured him that there are a couple of other men training at their studio, all in different classes–and it’s just odd.
Nobody is being rude though and Tony ruthlessly squashes the urge to fiddle with the hem of his top. He really needs to get a hold of himself. There’s no reason to be weird about this. Also, the fact that he’s about to learn how to pole dance.
And nope, that not excitement, that’s apprehension, thank you very much.
They start with a simple introduction, names, dance experiences, reasons for showing up here. Their trainer–Eve–explains some of the basics around pole dance, the studio and a couple of things for their own security. (Like, you know, don’t climb up that pole and do one of those upside down turns you’ve seen on TV without a mat, instructions or prior experience.) Then the actual lesson starts.
“Alright!” Eve calls out eventually, turning up the volume of the hi-fi equipment as she goes. “Everybody grab a yoga mat please!”
They start with a warm-up routine, a mixture of stretch and Kraft-exercises, that dearly reminds Tony how out-of-shape he really is–and it’s only been the first twenty minutes. Still, he builds an instant kinship with the strawberry blonde girl on the pole right next to his, who starts cursing softly under her breath after the third push-up, and they both exchange breathless grins over Eve’s sharp counting.
By the time they are told to put the mats away, Tony can’t deny that he’s genuinely looking forward to trying some real stuff out–and to the water that Eve regularly reminds them to drink.
And really, it’s a lot more fun than Tony expected. They don’t do anything really impressive, rationally he knows that. Which makes total sense because it becomes obvious immediately that none of them where lying–they all don’t have a clue what they’re doing. But that makes the moves Eve shows them all the more fun, the secure knowledge that you aren’t the only one who keeps stumbling and grips the pole with the wrong hand.
It’s mostly dance steps around the pole with little twirls at this point, as well as a crash course in climbing a pole the right way. It’s a lot harder than it sounds. You have to use not just your hands but also your underarms to keep a stable hold, and-
“Don’t forget to stretch your feet!” Eve reminds them for the up-tenth time. “Remember it looks much more elegant this way!”
The session ends with a few stretching exercises and a last round of Q&A–
“What clothes are the most practical?”
“How long does a lesson typically last?”
“Is it possible to have more than one lesson a week?”
–before Eve asks them to please sign up for the course if they are interested in continuing. Swallowing, Tony stares at the piece of paper being passed around, flashes of What will Rhodey say and Am I really doing this passing through his mind.
But when Strawberry-Blonde hands him a pen, Tony doesn’t even hesitate to sign his name, a little shakily perhaps, but readable all the same.
He’s had a fun time and he’s gonna give this a shot, damn everyone else’s opinions. And if the thought of telling Howard about his newest hobby brings a brilliant smile on Tony’s face, well. That’s nobody’s business but his own.
Please let me know if you liked this little dose of pole dancer!Tony, especially if you have any headcanons or ideas for future drabbles with this concept! And, as always, have a wonderful day! <3
Btw, @hazelestelle I’m gonna cash in on that eternal love you’ve promised me at some point *cackles manically* ;)