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Morgan learns about the other side of her father

Morgan was a teenager now and the emptyness of not having a father was more present than ever. Of course she had her Mum but she was busy running what was on of Americas biggest company’s. She’d seen how other girls at her school interacted with their parents, running to them for help, having the petty squabbles families always come with and the many in-jokes and traditions. Morgan wanted it so bad. Luckily she could take solice in listening to stories about her father, the great Tony Stark, which was only a hazy memory now. She’d asked most people she could think of, her mother of course but asking her would always turn into a lecture about playing it safe and staying on the right side, JARVIS would simply read off of his Wikipedia, and Dr Strange would make jokes and would compare the two of them but no real knowledge was gained from these interactions, none of the stories told her what it would be like to be his daughter. She sat and thought about who she could ask, who would know about Tony’s fatherly side. A light bulb flicked on in her head and she knew where she had to go.


The apartment door was just as Morgan had remembered it even though it was a year since she’d visited. She knocked on the door and a girl, a little younger than Morgan opened the door, Mary Hogan, the daughter of Happy Hogan and May Parker.

“Heya, kid.” Mary squealed and hugged Morgan tight.

“Is Peter in right now?” Mary shook her head.

“He’s out with his girlfriend.” she said in a teasing voice.

“Do you know when he’ll be back?” Mary shook her head again. Morgan looked at Mary and noticed she’d grown several inches since she’d last seen her. She also notice her hand were grubby with baking.

“What’re making?” Morgan asked.

“I’m helping Mum make a gingerbread house, ” Mary said excitedly “Come on in, I’ll show you.” Morgan was dragged into the kitchen where May was delecatly adding icing icicle to the roof of the gingerbread house.

“Look who stopped by!” Mary said loudly, startling May who elbowed the gingerbread house, causing it to collapse.

“Oh hey!” said May, beaming up at Morgan.

“I’m sorry Happy isn’t in right now,” May started.

“I’m actually here to see Peter.” Morgan corrected.

“oh, well you’re welcome to stay here! Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got to get back to work.” May said, frowning at the gingerbread prices.

“I’ll help!” Morgan said. The rest of the afternoon was spent fixing the gingerbread house, some prices didn’t fit so well together anymore but Mary insisted it gave it character. The sun was just starting to set when Peter came home with a lipstick stain on his cheek. The three girls started giggling and pointing, Peter gave them confused looks and turned to see himself in the mirror, his face heated up and he smudged it off on his sleeve.

“You made a gingerbread house?” he asked. “but it’s June?”

“The power of Christmas knows no bounds!” Mary shouted. Peter smiled and went to take a peice off of the roof, May swiftly moved it away.

“You can’t have any now, it’s for desert!” She said.

Peter rolled his eyes as May put it in the fridge. Morgan awkwardly walked up to Peter.

“Can I talk to you?” She asked.

“Oh yeah, sure. Let’s go to my room.”

His room was comforting and familiar, it was almost the same as last year. His photography awards were placed proudly on the wall as well as his decathlon hoodie. Somewhere in the room something buzzed and his fan rattled, it smelled of ramen and cola. The feeling of the room wrapped around her like a blanket.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“I wanted to know about Dad.” she said. Peter closed his eyes and thought, what did he know about Tony Stark? There was basic stuff like who he was a billionaire and and inventor but Peter also knew the other side of Tony too; he was a cat person and would try to pet any he came across, he liked sweet coffee but if anyone asked he’d say black, he’d once gotten stuck in an air vent trying to find Clint and he had to be cut out. He opened his eyes and decided to start with the time he tried to make a chocolate cake and ended up blowing up the leftside of the house.

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Pairing: Loki x fem!Reader

Request: Hello There! May I Please Request A Fluff Where Loki Just Loves When Reader Plays With His Hair??

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: nothing but fluff! 

A/N: Thank you for this request my lovely anon! I know it may not be exactly what you had hoped, I kinda ran with it in a very different direction than I had initially thought (I blame the episode of b99 I watched at the time that kind of inspired it) but I really hope you enjoy, I’d love to know what you think regardless!! <3 

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Modern AU whery Tony is a single father  and billionaire.He lives his fancy life and loves his son very much.But his son Peter is tired of his protection and wants to start living on his own .But no one knows that Stark has never ever been in love.And Peter has a friend Steve Rogers .Steve Rogers is a soldier.And he will help Peter with his problem.

P.s If this post  gain 10 likes i will do another collage!!

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TITLE: Chapter 5 - Peter and Shuri
WORDS: ~2000
SUMMARY: One night at a party, Nick Fury tells a story about how he once ‘dated’ Janet Van Dyne. After being called out that it was a fake-dating story, each of the Avengers take turns recounting the times when they’ve been in fake dating situations.

A/N: Fic written with @ckerouac - this is one of my chapters.  But I mean - RB always gives me great inspiration.  Check it out, it’s hilarious.  


“Peter has a story.” All eyes turned to the corner of the room where Ned Leeds had his hand up.

“What?” he squeaked. “I definitely do not have a story.” Peter Parker hit his best friend in the stomach with his elbow.

“Yes, you do,” Ned was indigent - hissing his words at Peter. “You remember? That one time you had to pretend you were married because of some secret Wakandan tech?”

“I thought I asked you to never mention that around them,” Peter said through clenched teeth.


Too late. Everyone’s eyes were fixated on Peter - waiting for the story that was inevitably going to come out.

Tony broke the silence. “Married, huh? And I wasn’t even invited to the wedding.”

“Well, um, no,” Peter said. “Because I wasn’t actually married. Because I have a girlfriend. Who I may or may not marry at some point. But not right now because I haven’t even turned eighteen yet.”

“Whom,” Ned corrected.

“Thanks Ned.” Peter let out a heavy sigh.

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Can I request something with steve? Maybe with some cute jealous misunderstanding. Or maybe stevies jelly that you're spending too much time with Tony or Bucky. I love cute subtly possessive Steve. Steeb is little possessive needy bitch and you can't convince me otherwise.

WARNING: Please, do not post my fics and art on another platform like Ao3, Wattpad or whatever kids are using these days. This is my art, comment, share, reblog. Like Chris would say “Don’t be an idiot!”.


Originally posted by dicapriho

  • Bucky was the most important person in Steve’s life, meaning you needed to get along with him. Obviously you and Bucky fell platonically in love when you meet, as friends.
  • Steve loved it, his two favorite people in the world get along together. From two you became three, Bucky would eventually find a date to bring around, but he was in love with Nat and you keep saying he should make a move.
  • When Steve was on missions, Bucky you check if you needed something and you would ask if he had made a move on Nat but he didn’t.
  • One day you thought Steve you had a appointment and would stay out of the house the whole day.

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Pairing: Loki x Reader 

Prompt: “Is that mistletoe?” 

Word Count: 2k 

Warnings: Fluff!!! 

A/N: My submission for @sourpatchkidsandacokecan Merry Kismet writing challenge, thanks for letting me join!! I had been hoping to get this out before the new year but, as always, life’s a little crazy! This is a drabble in the Just Dumb Luck series, but no need to have read the rest! Hope you enjoy! <3 

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“𝘈 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺. “

𝘈 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘧𝘦𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨.

𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮: 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦’𝘴 “𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺”

𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯.


Originally posted by cutiepatoodieart

“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺”

“𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦

𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺

𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥?”

“𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘯

𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺”

“𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺”

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Synopsis: Y/N’s day went from okay to bad the minute she heard @captainamerica blew up her apartment building. Finding a new place to live is harder than you would think, especially once Steve Grant gets involved.

Pairing: ?????Wouldn’t you live to know x reader?????
?Steve Rogers x Reader?
?Bucky Barnes x Reader?
?Steve x Bucky x Reader?
(Social Media Sugar Daddy AU)

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A/N: Pay attention to the dates in all media to denote the passage of time. And sorry it took so long.


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[The hope is to write a ficlet a week, excluding Inktober/Holiday Gift fics, for the whole year. Most will be CR-centric, but some, like this one, will dive into other fandoms instead. This one mainly exists because my father, who has long avoided the MCU, is just beginning his journey, and has just seen the first Iron Man movie a few weekends ago, so I’m re-watching a lot of the movies with him.]


Did the kid have any idea how hard it was to resist the urge to jump in and help when he—oh, you know—got into a big fight with a couple of new super-powered thugs in the middle of the city streets in broad daylight?

Probably not.

Sadly, if the Vulture incident served to prove anything, it was that Peter was now likely convinced (if he hadn’t been before) that his battles and concerns were ‘too small’ for Tony and the others—his comment about ‘looking out for the little guy’ instead of joining the Avengers, while nobly intended, still implied that he assumed his problems/battles didn’t matter to them.

(That he didn’t—if you read it that way, and some days, Tony was afraid that was what Peter had meant/taken away from that whole circumstance.)

But usually, the kid had most situations handled, sometimes even before Tony got any kind of indication they were happening. And Peter was skilled and powerful enough to take care of himself in even his tougher battles—though those were harder to watch without feeling to overwhelming urge to help. But he had to trust the kid just as much as Spiderman needed to be able to operate without him sending backup every time.

Knowing all that never made it any easier, even when he knew, should things turn, that he could have backup for the kid in moments.


The picture the feed was painting was not a pretty one, but at least it also was not a desperate one—yet. Spiderman—Peter—had taken a few hard hits from the new duo of weirdos he was fighting, but had bounced back from each one like his suit was made of rubber, and was definitely giving as good as he got. He had this: he didn’t need Tony to swoop in, especially if that sent the message that Tony didn’t think he could take care of himself.

Damn—this whole ‘mentor figure’ thing was a lot more complex than he thought when he first contacted Peter.

It was a balancing act he was still figuring out—looking for the point he could know that things had gone too far, but noticing it in time to get there…well, in time. He saw it this time: the kid was slower to get up—not enough for his opponents to notice (hopefully), but those who knew him could read the pain, the exhaustion, in a handful of small tells. Peter had inhuman endurance, sure, but even he had his limits, and if he was starting to show the toll the fight was taking—no longer hiding it as well—then they were getting close.

He needed back up of some kind.

The thought had just crossed Tony’s mind—the inventor hadn’t even settled on what kind of backup to send Peter’s way—when two new darting figures on the feed caught his eye. The two civilians (teenagers) leapt into the fray—well, the girl charged right in, throwing debris, shouting, then ducking behind cover and moving to a different angle, keeping as safe as she could while still providing enough distraction to keep at least part of the enemies’ focus off of Peter as he continued fighting; while the boy chose a much more indirect method of help: clearing the last of the struggling, screaming civilians from the area, then pointing incoming responders to the best spots to maintain order and contain the situation without getting in Spiderman’s way, as well as keeping the more curious/foolhardy/idiotic onlookers from getting stupidly close to the unfolding fight and getting underfoot or in the way.

FRIDAY quickly identified the two as classmates of Peter’s—Michelle Jones and Ned Leeds—and while Tony didn’t know if they were aware that their friend Peter Parker was Spiderman, or if they were simply stepping up to aid their neighborhood’s local hero, it was clear that their efforts had provided the help (or at least, breathing room) that he needed, and the fight ended quickly after that.

It was a strange feeling, not being needed—vague disappointment, but mostly pride and …relief, maybe, that the kid was okay without him? (Geez, this parental thing was complicated. Wait—parental? Shit. What. No—what?)—but Tony couldn’t deny the bittersweet pang of realizing that Peter was surrounded by friends who would have his back, while missing the camaraderie he’d almost had with a now far-flung group of five other people…

Here’s hoping your story ends better, kid.

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[Caption: Pepper and Tony staring woefully at each other, during the plane scene in IM2 where Tony asks her to go with him to Venice.]

mirrors. One shot, rated M, 1.2k words. Pepper/Tony, written for the Pepperony gift echange organized by @pppepperonyfffannn, as a gift for @dixiehellcat (inspired by this post of yours!).  Tony, for once, doesn’t deflect, and Pepper finds out the truth.

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Author: DyslexicSquirrel, kalika_999

Fandom, ship: MCU, stucky

Rating: Explicit

Words: 12,763


It’s hard out there for a lone wolf.

Steve has been on his own for years, since being banished from his pack, constantly on the move. He was resigned to a life alone.

Until the unexpected swam into his life.

Steve never thought he would meet his mate. He definitely didn’t think his mate would be anything other than a wolf. One thing he’s always known, though, is that life is full of surprises.

Wow! There are two key things in this fic, Stucky and Steve not having a pack. And on both fronts I loved the build. And the fact that this is a fantasy/supernatural creature au? Perfection, it’s so good!

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Pairing: Bucky x fem!Reader

Summary: You didn’t want to help Bucky Barnes make it through the party by pretending to be his fake girlfriend, after all, you had just met him. You also didn’t plan on the charade lasting as long as it did. 

Warnings: Just a lot of fluff! 

Word Count: 1.5k 

A/N: Finally found inspiration for the rest of this series, hoping the next parts will come quickly! Excited to know what you think! <3 



Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her in close, their bodies lined up from their feet to the top of her shoulder, “You said you don’t care if we win or lose. Well how about we try and give Steve and Peggy a run for their money.”

She tilted her head to look up into his eyes, “That’s never going to happen, but I think we can definitely come in before Kira and Brad.”

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Darcy Lewis knew it wasn’t any of her business who Jane did or didn’t date. It wasn’t. Really. And she would keep telling herself that until she believed it. 

Only, she missed her best friend dating Thor. She missed the fact that she could head over to Jane’s apartment and half the time Thor would be sitting on the sturdy barstool at the counter, eating lunch or comparing Asgardian starcharts with Earth starcharts. And Darcy could get the rundown on what was going on with the Avengers. Not classified stuff, precisely, but stuff the general public didn’t know, either. But then Jane and Thor went their separate ways, and suddenly Darcy was very much out of the loop. Which was annoying. And she was annoyed that she was annoyed. Because it wasn’t any of her business who Jane did or didn’t date. 

After the events of the Convergence, Jane had pretty much all the funding she needed, including actual science assistants, and Darcy decided she had extended her internship as long as she could already, so she put in her application at SHIELD.

And, because she had the worst luck in the world, Captain America took down SHIELD three days later.

So there she was, sitting on the couch at her parents’ house, watching the latest crisis on the news, knowing that there was no one she could get the real story from. She tried to cconvince herself that she was better off out of it. Every time Thor was in town she ended up getting roped in to save the day and she was safer not being caught up.

Safer. Yeah. Safer. But that didn’t make her any happier being completely out of the loop.

Before the dust settled and before she could talk herself out of it, Darcy decided to apply for a job that didn’t even exist. With a glowing recommendation from Jane Foster, Darcy walked into Pepper Potts’ office and said that she wanted to be office manager of Avengers Tower.

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After a long, late New Years celebration party at the rebuilt Avengers Compound, Peter opens up the door to his shared apartment and walks through, his arm wrapped around a very tired and tipsy MJ, his roommate and girlfriend. Her feet drag and stagger along the floor with every slow step, with the only reason she is still upright being the arm of her super-strong boyfriend easily holding her up, while she also leans her head against his shoulder.

“’M'not drunk,” Michelle slurs as she tries to shut the door behind them, her swinging arm completely missing the door, which then throws her body from his grip and starts to make her tumble. She reaches out her hands to try and break her fall, her other hand still gripping onto a bottle of booze, somewhat full and starting to slosh out, but stops as he quickly catches her.

“I know,” he replies as he brings her back up against his side before scooping her up into his arms bridal style and carrying her over to the sofa.

Peter gently sets her down against it, head lying against the armrest, before sitting down on the edge of the seat by her waist. He reaches out to try and gently pry the bottle from her hands, only for Michelle to pout and let out a whine that Peter quite frankly finds extremely adorable, a mental image he makes sure to file away for future teasing.

“Would’ve been fine.”

“I’m sure,” he chuckles as she takes a swig from her bottle, before staring up at the ceiling through the locks of curly hair that have fallen across her face.

“I hate you,” MJ mumbles.

“No you don’t,” he croons, parting her hair away from her face.

“How d'you know?” she slurs as she sits up, groggily pushing his hand away and tucking her legs in to swing round and sit on the edge with him.

MJ presses the bottle to her lips again and downs the rest of her drink, raising the bottle up to the roof and holding it there long after all the liquid has been drained away. She shakes the bottle before swaying in her seat as she brings the bottle down staring at it as if questioning why there was no more booze left.

“Because that’s not how you look at me.”

Michelle opens her mouth slightly and closes it again, shaking her head before sweeping her head round to stare at him with narrowed eyes.

“And how do I fucking look at you?” she grumbles, though despite her language there’s no heat in her glare - just a groggy haze

“Like I’m the dumbest dork in the world,” Peter smiles softly, reaching a hand up to her back and gently rubbing circles along her back with his palm, which then turns into a side hug as she slumps against him, resting her head on his shoulder yet again. “And, like I’m worth the world.”

“… And a shirt,” she adds as she taps the empty bottle against his knee, letting him take it this time as he grabs it with his free hand.

“Yes,” he chuckles fondly. “The world and a shirt.”

Peter leans forward and places the bottle on the coffee table, MJ’s body leaning forward with him, but as he leans back she still lingers there and stares at his shirt before grabbing at the hem.

“This one will do,” she mumbles before she hungrily kisses him, her lips sloppily mashing against his face while her hands fumble trying to pull his shirt up. Eventually needing his help, Peter breaks away to lift it off his body and over his head. He then smiles softly and kisses her again, much softer as she sleepily sighs and kisses back, before she lies down with her head on his lap, cradling his shirt to her chest.

“Now you just owe me the world.”


A/N: This isn’t the one-shot that I was talking about in my previous update, but I figured I’d do this after seeing a prompt with the ‘world and a shirt’ lines. Please feel free to let me know what you think.

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For Now, We May Remain Silent

A Pride and Prejudice AU


Pairings: Peter x MJ, Wanda x Vision, Tony x Pepper
Genre: not historical, definitely angsty slow-burn
Rating: T


Isolated, but secure―that’s life for the Stark family at the Upstate compound, five years after the second Snap. However, when a nearby property is suddenly sold, they gain an intriguing neighbour and the realization that security isn’t the same as happiness.

Not everything worth fighting for comes at the price of war. Not every new acquaintance makes a good first impression.

This chapter:

Spanning chapters seven and eight of the original novel, chapter three of FNWMRS includes Brad inviting Vision to the Park and Vision accepting, but not before Tony does a little fiddling that’ll turn Vision’s brief visit into an extended stay. A loyal brother, Peter’s heading over to help out, even if that means spending a whole lotta time in Michelle’s company…

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