Tony Stark

Well, it was the nice little break time between classes and that meant Tony had attempted to plan a vacation of some sort before getting too distracted by some issue in the lab. Which was probably something to work on as well, but instead he was elbow deep in a suit of armor with music playing loudly.

Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In his lane. Focused. Flourishing. Fully unaware that it was Friday.

[for that guy on SP]

Today was his and Steve's wedding anniversary and Tony, for once, wasn't going over the top with it. And that was actually his gift to Steve for today.

It was a very simple day of finding a food truck that they liked and going to The Met like tourists.

...he'd end up buying a chateau in Steve's name by the end of the day. But for now, it was simple!

[for the husband]

Well, it had felt necessary to do the tourist thing and go look at the tree with the mass of people leading up to the holiday. The urge to do this was quickly passing as they were in the moment of it.

Mostly because it was too cold for Steve and too crowded for the both of them. But it was a pretty tree at least. The lone upside to the whole afternoon here.

"We can say we saw it now," Tony suggested, arm curled around Steve's and all bundled up in winter gear that was probably too expensive for where they were. Like he was just asking to be pickpocketed or something.

(Joke was on them, he never remembered to carry a wallet because why would he?)

[for the holiday slowplay!]

So Steve was back to normal, but that didn't stop him from wanting to go on a walk. And what better place to go walking and enjoy the tail end of summer than to head on back to New York for a date night?

Okay, so maybe there were plenty of other places that didn't involve the heat or the faint summer scent of garbage. But they were New Yorkers and therefore in New York, smell and all. At least they probably didn't have to worry about any kind of alien invasions.

Hopefully.

[for the husband!]

There was a casino themed party coming up and that of course meant Tony needed to hunt down the appropriate tuxedo for the occasion. Or find one that he could do something fun with to make it just a bit extra. You know. As you did when your name was Tony Stark.

"Steve, have you seen my Canali?" Tony shouted from inside the walk in closet of their bedroom.

It was bold of him to assume Steve knew what the hell he was talking about.

[for that guy]

Well, Steve invited Thor to come live with them at the tower. Well, kind of Thor? Tony hadn't really gotten the details of that whole deal, but was different enough for him to assume this was another universe version, but who was he to ever turn down a friend? Alternate universes and all be damned!

Which was why Tony managed to go snag some pastries from the shop in town to bring as a sort of welcome basket. Also because it was an incredibly awkward holiday for him and he was just going to do some stuff to avoid it.

So he put the food down in the common area kitchen of the guest suites and then frowned at the lack of coffee before getting that started. "J, make sure to double the grocery delivery, okay?"

[for the folks who live therein!]

Was Tony even aware of the whole armor situation that had begun as the week continued? Debatable. Possibly because he was too far in the zone, possibly because JARVIS was a deft hand at keeping things in check until backup may or may not need to be called.

It was almost like Tony had a bit of a reputation as a mad scientist sometimes. No like Reed or Hank level, but pretty damn close, honestly.

But he was continuing on designing more very niche armor pieces that were just... coming into existence without the whole production thing needing to happen.

[for that husband and for the SP]

Well, class was done and that meant the rest of the week was cleared to do very little but enjoy. It was definitely an upside to being in a committed relationship.

"So, how much food should we order?" Tony asked, already arranging for semi-regular delivers for the week. Because they weren't getting out much, thanks.

[for the fellow and SP!]

Tony had escaped the radio station with a slow moving garland snake trailing behind him. Which was pretty much normal for this place. It wasn't nearly as fun as yesterday, but he was still just going to go with it.

"You can get the next one," he called to the garland as he pushed the close doors button on the very much not overkill, Steve elevator.

Then took a deep breath as the ding sounded to announce his arrival at the appropriate floor.

"Honey, I'm home."

[for sp with the guy]

Well, a surprise Rhodey had come and gone. And while he hadn't been this Tony's Rhodey, he'd still been Rhodey. And that counted for something in his book.

But Tony had a project that he'd set to the side for the weekend that needed checking up on now. So, he'd left Steve upstairs to go do that and maybe, possibly, just a tiny bit got distracted by it and abandoned Steve for the siren song of science down here.

[for that guy! post fine, thread therein NFB, please!]