Pepper Potts

Innovator in clean energy; CEO of Stark Industries; Associate of Tony Stark.

[Independent RP blog. Standard MCU except for the faceclaim. Totally, gleefully multiverse friendly!]

nataliehickey94:

I bet this is what Coulson has in his bathroom


I can, in fact, verify that this is true.

nataliehickey94:

I bet this is what Coulson has in his bathroom

I can, in fact, verify that this is true.

(via ask-agentcoulson)

I’m.. well, you know who I am.

(Source: sonofdawns, via notatherapist)

superskrull:

"Let me tell you something. You know what happens when I would tell people I was Iron Man’s bodyguard? They would laugh at my face. I had to leave while I still had a shred of dignity. Now, I have a real job. I am watching Pepper.

(via notasuperfriend)

who she is, what she is

lightninglovesthemetalrod:

Her nerves are a crackling fire,
shoulders slope and slump, rolling back like hills
forward into mountain peaks
her body is not a temple, it is a church
bruised knees sink into kneelers behind oak pews
crossed and bound and lifted against the heavens
that sparkle in her eyes

She flinches, fingers jumping
eyes alight with surprise
apprehension in his veins
constructed from rubber bands
ready to snap
burst apart beneath paper skin

She is waiting in queue
for her turn to snap
to crumple like paper
thrown into the trash basin
discarded dreams
furrowed brows
unzipped garments at day’s end

Heavy skulls drops down into desks
worried eyes
search weary faces
stone cold and apathetic
the hum-drum drumming of fingers upon formica
whirring coffee pot focused upon
a holy grail in the eyes of such pursuers

Her watch is two minutes fast on purpose
and the tick-tick-ticking
is enough to drive a mind ‘round the bend
but lulls her into a state of safety
for it is the watch that tells her when it is time to go

The rhythm of her heart is even and measurable
does not match that of others
nails bite deep into the heels of her hands
perfect marks of fangs
a venemous girl
with killer heels and a wicked smile
devilish good looks and a saint’s serenity

Her fire is not yours
the warmth of prickling hands
lanky legs crossing
thighs rubbing raw
words strangled at the helm of her tender throat
direction ever-changing
quick on her feet
as she is alive
the city never sleeps and she is never off her feet

Call her every name in the book and you’ll never find one to suit her
bossy, bitchy, boring
incredible, unattainable, indefectible
she demands what she wants
and receives almost what she deserves
yet does not complain
she suggests
you comply

She will grab you whimpering and make you howl
rip your smile away without lifting a finger
show you compassion without reciprocation
and feed you nothing until you can taste her presence

You can love her, but if you do
the lingering temptress
her beating heart
will toss you to the wind
if you are not needed

~J.C.H.

(via morethanjustmachines)

For the first time in two years: a new theme for my tumblr.

Featuring, in direct contrast to nearly everyone’s updated themes: fewer links, less information about relationships, words went away.

Except under the information about Pepper.  I added my three basic verses there.

Also do you like my new icon?

Okay I’m exhausted someone give me shoulder massages.

pocketfullofaces:

Hi guys hi! Can we talk about a thing? It’s a thing I find really important to me at least, but don’t see people spreading it around much, so I’m gonna write a thing about it!

So ships are great right? Lots of great ships in the Marvel universe, yes, tru fax.

There’s Stony aka Steve and Tony, there’s Science Bros aka Tony and Bruce, there’s Hulkeye aka Clint and Bruce and of course there is the beauty that is Pepperony AKA Tony and Pepper. And that’s not even all of it! But those are the most relevant ones to this post. Yes, yes, lots of great ships there. But you know who is also very shippable and who I don’t, sadly, see on my dash a lot?

This guy right here

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James Rupert Rhodes alias Rhodey alias War Machine alias Iron Patriot and he is v shippable, I’m gonna show you!

There’s Rhodey with Tony obvs, aka Iron Husbands

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woah what is even personal space yes Tony appreciate the stubble

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yep normal bff action mmm casual embraces

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look ok Pepper might’ve literally held Tony’s heart but so did Rhodey

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hug

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Look what cuties these two can be! All the comfort and stability that could come into poor Tony’s life out of this ship makes my heart flutter with happiness and fluff!

And most of all:

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Such caring, very sob.

And it’s not just Tony and Rhodey either! Because Rhodey gets stuff done outside of Tony, too! There’s plenty other ships!

For one Rhodey and Bruce are a thing one could ship

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Did you know Rhodey and Clint are actually canonically very good friends?

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Did you know that Rhodey and Bucky are a thing, too? Source for art behind this link clickity click!

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And Rhodey and Sam!

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Even Rhodey and Pepper are shippable!

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Oh look Rhodey’s had a thing with Carol Danvers in canon wowowow you have to be a real bamf to score Carol ok!

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Carol knows what we’re talking about!

See, I support the right for people to ship whatever the frickadoodle they want, but it makes my Iron Husbands shipper heart sad, when the tag that is supposed to be Tony’s and Rhodey’s tag is filled with Stony. And Stony is all fine and good, but us Iron Husband shippers want our corner of the world, too! So can we please stop forgetting that Rhodey exists and give him some love?

Please help me spread some Rhodey love because love him, I do! pls gr8 thank ilu all! Spread the love not the hate and be well friends!

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(via morethanjustmachines)

The Supper

notatherapist:

               Sleep. S-L-E-E-P. Sleep. He spelled it out in his head like he was in the 2nd grade Spelling Bee all over again. The time was around 5 in the evening, the sun was still streaming through the floor to ceiling windows and Bruce was openly staring at the fridge, trying to piece together dinner. He let out something between a groan and a hum, narrowing his eyes at the fridge as though his stare alone would make the ingredients for dinner appear. His mind wandered to the couch that sat maybe 8 feet away and how comfortable it had been when he’d slipped in a nap this afternoon. He needed sleep. His stomach growled and told him he needed food. He was going to slip something in Tony’s dinner so the man would sleep and let him sleep.

                The light in the fridge turned into an epiphany and he began to pull out ingredients for chicken curry. The cutting board and his knives were set out and he began to portion out the whole chicken before slicing the onions and starting the process. His tired mind registered another presence a little later than he’d liked and he turned to find Pepper, hair down, image pristine. “Miss Potts — Pepper,” he greeted, stomach giving a nervous lurch. 

Pepper slowed briefly when she saw Bruce, tucking her hairpins into her purse as an excuse for her hesitance, but he didn’t look up at her right away.  He looked so tired and honestly, Pepper didn’t know if she was safe to drive without eating something.

He looked up and she gave an instant pleasant, polite smile.  ”Hello, Bruce.”  She set her bag down on a stool near the counter and opened the fridge.  Her stomach audibly growled but she chose to ignore the sound.  Considering the familiarity that Dr. Banner had with her body, it seemed silly to be embarrassed by a rumbling belly.  ”I hope that I didn’t interrupt your work.  With Tony, I mean, with my visit.”

(Source: v-p-potts)

Regarding the treatment of female characters in the MCU (x)

(Source: atwellling, via thefavoriteminion)