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babyhatesreality · 11 months

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Does Whatever A Spider Can

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader

Summary: You’ve spent the day with Peter. And picked up some new habits...

A/N: So I have like 9 WIPs and I swear I will get to them but this woke me up at 4 am and I can’t let it go sooooooooo :D

Warnings: DD-LG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, language, reader is a bit of a daredevil, grumpy totally not jealous Daddy, threat of punishment, fluffity fluff fluff fluff.

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Bucky knew it was a mistake before they even dropped you off.

Fury had a mission for him, Steve, and Natasha- one that required both diplomacy and stealth, hence all three of them being called up. It was to be a quick one, so Steve asked Pepper if you could hang out with her and Peter for the day. You were so excited- you had been missing hanging out with your bestie one-on-one and this was the perfect opportunity. You begged Daddy to let you wear your favorite shortalls with your favorite pink shirt, as this was a special occasion. He of course obliged you, but something didn’t hit him right at that- you never wanted to dress up for anything that wasn’t Halloween.

You were so excited when you got to Tony’s apartment that you barely remembered to say goodbye to your daddies after hurtling yourself at Peter, who caught you in a huge hug. Bucky had to holler goodbye loudly to get you to realize that they were leaving, at which point you detached yourself from your bestie. You ran back to the both of them, giving them big, hard hugs and a sloppy kiss on the cheek. You giggled and raced away with Peter, ready to begin your adventure.

Bucky was a bit nonplussed at your behavior, but Steve was chuckling. “Looks like the two of them are going to be nice and worn out by the end of the day,” he grinned at Pepper. She laughed once, low.

“Hopefully, there’s enough caffeine in this apartment for me to keep up with them,” she joked back. “You all be careful, see you tonight.”

The mission went perfectly well, exactly as they’d all hoped. But Bucky couldn’t keep his mind off you. He felt a confusing stab of jealousy remembering your eagerness to spend the day with Peter, but he shut that down immediately. That was ridiculous. He wasn’t jealous. You were HIS baby, you...just were excited, that’s all. You’d be just as excited to see him when he came back. Right?

And you were. Just not the way he expected.

They picked you up (literally- Bucky couldn’t stand to not possessively have you in his arms after the entire day) from the Starks. Pepper was happy to report that you’d been an angel all day- you and Peter had come to the table the first time she’d called, eaten your lunches, went down for naps without complaints. Outside of that, the two of you had been in Peter’s playroom all day, giggling and playing and having a grand time. Steve and Bucky thanked Pepper profusely, and after you all said goodbye, headed home.

Steve rubbed your back and kissed your cheek. “I’m so proud of you for being such a good girl today, angel,” he said, grinning from ear to ear.

You wiggled in pleasure. “Me and Petey had so much fun today, Papa! We did ALL the things!”

“Yeah? What did you do?”

“ALL the things!”

Steve laughed at your joy, and Bucky bounced you a bit, feeling better having you so near. You turned your attention to him. “Daddy, Petey showed me how he sticks to da walls!!”

“He did, did he?” Bucky said, a red flag suddenly popping up in his brain. You hadn’t earned your nickname ‘Trouble’ for no reason...

“Yeah, he’s sooooo good at it. Imma learn to stick to walls too!”

“Yeah, not gonna happen, Trouble. I ain’t letting you within ten feet of some souped-up science spider.”

“I don’t wanna do it like THAT! Silly Daddy.”

“Then how exactly are you planning on sticking to the walls?”

“I gonna ask Unca Tony to make me something to stick to walls!”

“No, you’re not,” Bucky said, suddenly grumpy. He gave Steve an annoyed look when Steve failed to hide a small snort of laughter. Steve immediately tried to smooth his face out, but he couldn’t quite get one corner of his mouth to turn down. He looked back at you with his best Daddy Eye. “You could get hurt, and you know that’s against the rules.”

“But Petey doesn’t get hurt! And I watcheded him fall lots today. You hafta fall on the SOFT things so you don’t get hurt,” you explained patiently, thinking that Daddy just simply didn’t understand how it all worked. You were more than happy to educate him.

Bucky just sighed. Hopefully, once they got you home and got you distracted by your own toys and maybe a bribe or two that you’d drop it.

Silly Daddy.

The second you entered the apartment, they got your shoes off you and your feet hit the floor. You raced into the living room, eager to show them what you learned. Steve didn’t even have time to remind you to not run before you reached your destination. You clambered up onto the big sectional sofa, standing on the cushions. “See?? Watch what I can do!”

“Hey! Get down, right now,” Bucky scolded loudly, but you’d already begun your descent. You flung your body into the soft cushions, giggling madly. You popped your head up, grinning wildly.

“See? I fall on the SOFT things!” you said triumphantly. You scrambled up and flung yourself down again, laughing like crazy. Suddenly, you felt yourself swooped up into a pair of strong arms.

“I’m very glad that you learned to fall on soft thing, kitten,” Papa said, nuzzling your nose with his and smiling. “But this is starting to look like when you ran into the sliding glass door. Remember that?”

You blinked up at him innocently. “But Papa, dat was HARD. Dis is SOFT.”

“And you can sometimes get hurt on the soft things, too. You don’t want to get hurt again, do you? We don’t do dangerous things, right?”

“Right, Papa!” you said, eager to please. But you had to add, “But dis doesn’t hurt?” You were confused as to why this was maybe dangerous.

“Tell you what- we can make a pillow pile later and fall into that together. That way, Daddy and Papa can make sure you don’t get hurt and we can all play together. Does that sound good?”

“Yeah! Is good!!”

“Okay then. So no more falling into the couch cushions right now. Got it?”

“Got it, Papa!”

“Good girl. I’m going to go shower, why don’t you tell Daddy about the rest of your time with Peter today?” Steve said, failing to hide his grin at the increasingly grumpy look on Bucky’s face as he watched the two of you. He knew Bucky would rather keep you from flinging yourself around altogether, but the odds of you not doing that were now slim to none. At least this way, they had a measure of control over it. Steve pecked Bucky on the mouth cheekily as he passed you to him and got a grunt in return. He laughed as he made his way to the shower.

Bucky sat down on the sofa to cuddle you into his lap. You stayed for exactly three seconds before wiggling away and standing up on the couch again. “Hey! What did Papa just say?” he scolded again, hands darting out to hold you in place.

“He said no falling,” you replied innocently. “I not gonna fall, Daddy.”

“You might if you stand on the couch cushions. Don’t do it again.”

“But-”

“I said no. No climbing, no falling, no...flinging. Got it?”

“But what about da pillows later?”

“That’s later. Right now, just...don’t. No climbing. None.”

“You no fun,” you pouted, plopping down on your bottom, adorable consternation on your face. Before Bucky could figure out a way to prove that he was fun- he was Sergeant Daddy, after all- his phone rang. Out of pure annoyance, he stood up and answered it. “What?” he snarled into it, turning his back to you so you wouldn’t get upset at his tone.

You took this opportunity to crawl up onto the top of the sofa, like you’d watched Petey do to the walls today, just because you simply could not sit still. You crawled along the area that was against the wall and turned the corner to the part that was separating the living room from the dining room, moving stealthily like a superhero. You felt so awesome and it was so much fun! Until your left hand slipped.

You let out a squeak of surprise as you fell, bracing yourself for the impact. But it never came.

A silver hand shot out over the back of the couch, snatching the back straps of your shortalls when you were a mere two inches above the ground. You felt yourself being lifted up, up, up, until you were nose to nose with a very displeased looking Daddy. You smiled at him and waved happily.

“I’m going to have to call you back,” he growled into the phone, then tossed it on the couch. He kept you dangling in the air with the stern look on his face. “What did I just tell you not thirty seconds ago?” he said, his tone indicating that he was not to be messed with right now. That sobered you up in an instant.

“No climbing on the sofa,” you replied meekly from your mid-air position.

“So you wanna give me a reason why you deliberately disobeyed me the moment my back was turned?”

“I didn’t, Daddy!”

“Excuse me?!”

“I didn’t climb on the sofa!”

“Oh really? Now you’re gonna try to lie about it?”

“No! Not lying! I didn’t climb on it. I crawled on it.” You smiled sweetly at him, tilting your head in that adorable way that he couldn’t resist.

Bucky’s face morphed from furious to resigned in an instant. You were well and truly nicknamed. “Trouble,” he said wearily, still holding you aloft. “How about you just TELL me what you and Peter did today? If you keep trying to demonstrate it, you’re gonna give me heart failure.”

“Okay, Daddy! Can I sit in your lap and tell you all the things?”

Bucky took comfort in that, trying to hold onto the fact that you wanted to be close to him and tell him everything instead of the ridiculous jealousy that was trying to worm its way in every time you mentioned that little shit Peter’s name. He plopped you down on his lap and cuddled you as you excitedly shared your adventures with him.

Meanwhile, Steve had stuffed a washcloth in his mouth while in the shower to keep Bucky from hearing him laugh. His grumpy, grumpy love.

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elizabethsnuts · 11 months

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Baby Romanoff

Winterwidow x daughter!reader

Summary: Natasha and Buckys baby daughter hates being teased but she won’t stand loosing.

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In the bustling Avengers Tower, a rainy day kept everyone indoors for lunch. Natasha, sat at the dining table with her husband, Bucky, and their precious daughter, Y/N. All the avengers had gathered for lunch in the tower kitchen due to the storm outside.

Dressed in only your diaper, you sat in your high chair, enjoying a bowl of mashed raspberries and strawberries. Your fingers clumsily grabbed at the spoon, trying to feed yourself. The Avengers, seated around the table, couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight.

As the thunder rumbled outside, your attention turned toward the towering clouds visible through the window. With your tiny arm outstretched, you pointed excitedly, your precious green eyes widening with curiosity. Just then, 7 year old Peter, Tony Stark's son, walked by, catching a glimpse of you in your high chair.

Mischievous by nature, Peter couldn't resist a little teasing. He reached out and snatched the spoon from your tiny hand, causing you to erupt in a chorus of incoherent gibberish. Your face scrunched up in displeasure, you gave Peter your signature Romanoff glare, you made sure your message was clear – the spoon was yours, and you wanted it back.

Tony, noticing the commotion, intervened, playfully scolding his son. "Alright, Peter, give it back. Don't tease her." But Peter, enjoying the teasing, held the spoon just out of your reach. His laughter filled the room as he stretched his arm away from your tiny grasp.

Your determination kicked into high gear. With lightning speed, you latched onto Peter's outstretched arm, using your tiny fingers to pinch him. Caught off guard, Peter dropped the spoon, and with your amazing reflexes, deftly caught it mid-air, a victorious smile lighting up your face.

The Avengers were amazed by your lightning-quick reflexes, applauding the little triumph. You were indeed a force to be reckoned with, inheriting your mama's resilient spirit and your papa's unwavering strength. With your face, the spitting image of Natasha, and your dark red hair mirroring your mother's, you were a sight to behold.

Bucky, always quick with a witty remark, turned to Peter and grinned. "This is why you don't challenge Romanoffs, kid."

Peter, a little taken aback, couldn't help but retort, "Why did you marry one, then?"

Bucky chuckled and replied, "Well, she's got her ways, but I couldn't resist." His gaze shifted to Natasha, who was making her way over to their daughter.

Natasha scooped you up in her arms, her heart swelling with pride. You giggled and patted the spoon against Natasha's cheek, as if rewarding her for her rescue mission. With a content smile, you handed the spoon back to your mama.

Sam Wilson, watching the scene unfold, rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, she gives it to Natasha."

Natasha smirked and replied, "That's because I'm her mama, Sam. I have special privileges."

The Avengers shared a collective laugh, realizing that the affection you have for your parents was immeasurable. You were their little baby, bringing joy and laughter to their lives. You extended your tiny arms, patting Bucky's cheeks and tugging at his hair, showering your papa with your boundless affection.

None of the avengers could deny the overwhelming adorableness of you and your unwavering devotion to your parents. With your spoon clutched back in your hand, you beamed at the gathered Avengers, as if assuring them that your love was boundless, even if you couldn't express it in words just yet.

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rxmqnova · 5 months

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The youngest Maximoff

Y/N: 6 years old Wanda: 18 years old Story: Wanda and her little sister move to the compound, though Wanda has to tell her little sister about their brother's death… ——————————————————

WANDA'S POV Y/N was only a newborn when the tragic accident happened and our parents died. Six years later we're moving to the Avengers compound… without another member of our family, my twin brother Pietro. It's been two weeks since he died and I still haven't told Y/N about it. I just don't know how. How do I tell a 6 year old that her brother will never come back?

"We'll be living here now?" Y/N asks with sparks in her eyes, watching the huge building in front of us.

"It's cool right?" I chuckle when I see her staring at the building with her mouth opened.

"It's so cool!" She squeals excitedly. "Pietro is there?" She asks, pointing at the building. I sigh, trying to stay strong for her and lift her up, sitting her on my hip. She's been in hiding the entire time, she has no idea what happened.

"I have to tell you something, sweetheart. We'll take our stuff in and then we'll have a little talk, okay?" I ask carefully, receiving a nod from my little sister. I take the one bag we have as we don't really have much stuff and walk towards the front door.

Y/N cuddles up to me as I carry her and the bag inside. We're greeted by Stark and Steve who are discussing something.

"There you are" Steve gives me a smile. I told him and Stark about Y/N. I'm not sure if they told the others or not, but I told these two as I need to take care of Y/N. "This is her?"

"Yeah" I nod. "This is my sister Y/N" I smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Honey, this is Steve and Tony" I tell her, pointing at the boys.

"Hi" Y/N mumbles shyly before hiding her head into the crock of my neck. She's always very shy when it comes to meeting new people.

"I'll show you your room" Steve smiles. I follow him through the compound with Y/N in my arms, playing with my hair. "I wasn't sure if you'd like to keep her with you or not, so that room is free to become Y/N's room" Steve says, pointing at the room next to mine.

"Thanks" I smile back at him.

"Okay. We're having dinner in an hour, so you two are welcomed to join" He smiles. I thank him again before walking into my new room.

Y/N looks around, mumbling about how cool and big the room is. I place our bag on the ground and sit Y/N on the bed.

"Where's Pietro's room? Can we go and say hi to him?" Y/N asks sweetly on which I sigh and sit on the bed next to her.

"Honey, I need to tell you something about Pietro" I start. I have to be gentle with her, but I just have no idea how. Y/N looks at me with her big green eyes, waiting for me to speak. "Y/N/N… Pietro won't be living here with us"

"Why?" She tilts her head in confusion. I take a deep breath before continuing.

"Because… he's not here with us anymore, sweetheart" I sigh, pushing back my tears.

"Call him to come" She says, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes filling with tears.

"I can't, honey" I whisper, a few tears escaping my eyes. "He's with mama and papa now… up there" I point up with my finger on which Y/N bursts into tears immediately. "I know, honey. I'm so sorry" I sigh, also letting my tears run. I take Y/N into my arms, rubbing her back and rocking her back and forth while placing kisses on her forehead as an attempt to calm her down.

"I want him to be here" She cries out into my neck.

"I know, my little monkey. Me too" I tell her, kissing her cheek. "Bring him back, Wanda" She cries out.

"Honey, I can't do that" I almost whisper, my response making her cry even more.

Y/N continues to cry for a long time, but I eventually get her to calm down. Now she's just sobbing in my arms, twirling her fingers around my hair which she always does when she's tired.

"Wanda?" Y/N mumbles. I hum, waiting for her to speak. She lifts her head up, looking at me with her tired puffy eyes. "You will never leave me, right?" She asks, her voice breaking.

"… I'll never leave you, sweetheart" I kiss her forehead and give her a smile on which she buries her head back into my neck, snuggling up to me.

"I love you, Wanda" I hear her mumble.

"I love you too, Y/N/N" I smile and kiss her head a few more times. "Are you hungry?" I ask, earning a quiet nod from her. "Let's change and go for dinner then"

I sit Y/N on the bed and take some shirt and sweatpants from the bag to change her into. I help her to change before quickly changing myself. I sit her onto my hip and carry her to the kitchen while she's just cuddled up to me.

We come to the kitchen and the team is already there, besides the ones who are on missions. My attempt to sit Y/N on the chair is immediately unsuccessful as Y/N's holding me for her dear life. I sigh, carrying her with me. I manage to prepare food for us and then sit her on my lap as she's refusing to sit anywhere else.

"And done" I smile, kissing Y/N's forehead as she just finished her dinner. "What would my Y/N/N like to do now?" I boop her nose with a smile, making her smile a little bit.

"Play with you" Y/N says, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

"Okay. But only for a little bit, because it's almost bedtime" I smile.

Y/N nods, already running away. I swear the girl is quicker than most of the Avengers and she doesn't even have powers, so I sigh and start walking after her.

NATASHA'S POV I just stepped into the compound after a mission. I let out a sigh of relief as I'm getting closer to my room. But before I actually reach the handle of the door of my room, something crashes into my legs from behind. I turn around, finding a little girl on the ground surrounded by 3 teddy bears.

"Are you okay, little one?" I kneel to her, offering her a smile. The girl only nods, but I can see the tears in her eyes as she lets out a little sob. Why do we even have a child here? "What's your name, sweetheart?" I ask with a smile, trying not to scare her.

"Y/N" She mumbles, wiping away the tear that has fallen from her eye.

"That's a really pretty name, sweetheart. I'm Natasha" I smile. "What are you doing here alone?"

"I went for my toys, so Wanda and I could play" She explains… That must be Wanda's little sister. I've heard she had one, but never asked Wanda about her or saw her, so I suppose this is her.

"You need to be careful next time, детка" I give her a smile. (baby)

"But my teddy bears are so big and I can't see when I carry them" Y/N sighs, dropping her hands on her thighs dramatically.

"Would you like me to help you?" I offer, seeing her smile and nod her head. She lifts her arms up, so I stand her on the ground, but she pouts and keeps her arms up. I sigh with a smile and sit her on my hip, handing her one of the teddy bears and taking the rest of them myself. "Where are we going?" I ask the girl in my arms.

"Kitchen!" She orders, pointing at the direction the kitchen is.

"Kitchen it is then" I smile back and start walking to the kitchen.

"Natty, where have you been the whole time?" Y/N asks, kicking her legs.

"I had a mission, sweetheart. I had to kick some bad guys' butts" I tell her, making her giggle.

"Y/N/N, are you okay? I was worried something happened to you. You can't run away like that" Wanda sighs, immediately taking Y/N into her arms.

"I met Natty" Y/N says, pointing at me with her little finger.

"Nat, I'm sorry. You must be tired from the mission. Didn't she bother you much?" Wanda asks, a hint of worry in her eyes.

"It's fine. She's adorable" I smile at Y/N, giving her tummy a little tickle which makes her laugh. Honestly, Y/N's laugh is my favorite sound now. "I'm gonna head to bed now though, I'll see you guys later" I smile, handing Wanda the teddy bears.

"Bye bye, Natty" Y/N waves me, so I wave her back, telling her 'bye bye' too.

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Part 2

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romanestuffsposts · 7 months

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Hey I hope you're well .

How would I handle jealousy daddy stucky? Faced with the possibility that Tony consciously reads as if it were his baby.

Could you write that? I would be grateful if you would.

Thanks

Hi there love! 💜

I'm fine thank you! I hope you're well too!! ❤️

Thank you for this request! I hope you like how I wrote it <3

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : jealous Daddies, overprotective daddies, overprotective talks, Tony went too far (no hate),

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : a nice dinner turns into a nightmare for your daddies

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You let out a cute but loud squeak as your daddies told you you were going to the stark tower for dinner.

Your daddies never saw you getting ready that fast before. You clearly didn't wanted to miss one second of your time there.

Your Daddies couldn't help but feel a tiny pain in their heart at how excited you were to go there. Yes they're happy you get along with their friends and love it when you go visit them but the jealousy they feel when you're with Tony is unberable.

"I readyyy" you sing as you come back downstairs.

Your Daddy looks down at you and sighs "baby.. We were thinking about staying here tonight. Having a nice evening just the three of us ?"

You stop running and your face immediatly fell. You look up at him for a second before running to him "no no no Daddy" Your scared face of missing this wonderful night make your Daddy winces "pease! I wanna see 'm friends" you plead with your little eyes.

He looks at Steve who sighs and shrugs in defeat

"alright alright, calm down, little one" your Daddy says trying to get your attention "we're going, baby. we're going, calm down"

You look up at him and exhale a loud breath of relief. You swallow the tears already ready and put on your most beautiful smile before going to the door, following by your Daddies.

The car ride were full of wiggle and anticipation from you as you couldn’t wait anymore to spend your evening at the tower. Your Daddies were, compared to you, rigid and concentrated on their seat while Steve drove you all to the tower.

You didn’t noticed because you were too excited each times you passed a house because it meant that you were getting closer and closer from your beautiful night.

You happily knock on the big door and keep knocking until the door finally open. You look up at whoever opened and grin once you spot him.

‘’Who is disturbing me like that by being so- oh so loud ?’’ Tony teased.

You giggle and throw yourself in his arms and hug him tightly against you. You sigh in contentement, you waited for that all day.

‘´how is my beautiful little friend, here ?’’ He asks. He sits you on his hip and looks down at you

You smile ‘’I’m fine’’ you excitedly say. He chuckles and kisses your temple before stepping aside ‘’Rogers. Barnes’’ he nods greeting your Daddies.

They nod back, a little bit colder than before after seeing what they just saw and enter.

In the meantime of walking from the door to the living room, Tony had the time to ask you a second time how you were doing, what you did today, if you had made friends at school and if everything goes well at school.

You didn’t had time to answer them all, tho, but that’s okay. You have all the evening to give him the answer he wanted to know.

Through the evening, Tony made sure to have you by his side the whole time, even when he wasn’t talking to you. He sat you on his laps, insisted that you sat beside him during dinner and made sure to give you the biggest piece of cake he had cut without asking your Daddies if it was okay.

Now you start to grew tired and is in a position in between laying and sitting on the couch. Your head is on the armrest and your knees are curled against your chest as you tried to fall asleep.

But you were disturbed by someone who grabbed you and sat you on his laps.

Of course, your Daddies had a close eye on you and saw how you react when you were moved while trying to fall asleep and they didn’t liked that at all.

They quickly got up and Bucky didn’t missed a second to grab you back from Tony. When you felt your Daddy’s arms around you, you melt. He felt that and kisses your temple to put you more at ease and calm you down.

Tony stands up but is stopped by Steve who stand between him and you ‘’what’s wrong ?’’ Tony asks.

‘’What’s wrong ?’’ Steve scoffs ‘’you’re really the one asking me this ?’’

‘’Do you notice how you act ?’’ He adds trying to stay calm because you’re beside him ‘’you act as if you could do whatever you wanted with her. You kept her beside you the whole time tonight’’

‘’Yeah so what ?’’ He frowns ‘’are you jealous ?’’

‘’We are not jealous’’

Lies

‘’you kept her from playing and going to whoever she wanted during the night. You didn’t let her leave your side even when you two weren’t talking together. You weren’t respecting her nor us tonight and I’m not letting that slide’’

‘’Steve listen I’m- I weren’t aware of how oppressive I was’’

‘’Yeah well now you know.’’ Bucky quietly snaps as he balances you to help you falling asleep

‘’She was so excited to be able to spend the evening with everyone, so she could explain to Nat the drawing she made about her at school. And so she could show Wanda her new friend who had the same hair as her. Or so she could show Bruce her exams on anatomy that she succeed. She had something to do with everyone, each one of us but because you wanted her beside you the whole time, she hadn’t been able to do all of that’’ Steve says, his voice growing sadder after each words. ‘’She had wait for that the whole week’’

Tony were about to say something when your little voice sounds from your Daddy’s neck ‘’ ‘m tired, Papa. Wanna go home’’ you mumble as you stroke your nose on your daddy’s neck.

‘’Papa will drive us back home in a second baby’’ your Daddy whispers in your ear ‘’he just have to grab the rest of his things and then we’re on the road’’

You nod and he scoops you higher so you’ll be more comfortable.

‘’We’ll talk about this later’’ Steve sternly says ‘’she needs us right now’’

And with that, he turns around and head for the door with your Daddy and you in his arms behind him.

You slept during the whole ride and only opened an eye once you were in your bed because of a deep voice you know too well

"you belong to us, nobody's else. Us and only us"

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winterspiderpurrs · 5 months

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Okay but

Starker turned WinterSpider turned WinterIron...

Bucky and Peter survived the snap, Tony and Steve do not.

But Peter was an Omega and was pregnant with Tony's kid.

During the Snap, Bucky and Peter get together and they raise Maria May Stark. Whole time Peter is trying to find ways to undo the snap.

5 years pass, Antman shows up.

Bucky and Peter argue about bringing everyone back. What does that mean for them.

Snap done, battle. Peter snaps.

Now Tony has to go through the grief of losing his omega[ its only been minutes for him not years] going through the shock of finding out he had a daughter.

And that daughter calls his parents killer Papa.

(He hasn't had time to forgive yet)

And now Bucky and Tony are co parenting.

And then they end up getting together.

(Or turn it into WinterIronSpider if you keep Peter alive)

#writing prompt #Bucky could be Alpha or beta #hell he could be omega too if u wanted #tony stark/peter parker #starker #winterspider #peter parker x bucky barnes #ironwinter #winteriron #winterironspider #starker plus bucky #omegaverse au #alpha beta omega #omega peter parker #alpha tony stark #winterspiderpurrs

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madeforstarker · 2 days

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[ prompt fill: family dinner, domestic ]

Peter had Maria in one arm and an organizer bag in one, the two year old was still in her pajamas, messy curls and holding an outfit she chose her own. He sat on the large couch with Maria on his lap as Maria's older twin brother, Anthony shouted in the background as he played with Dum-E.

"Okay, little miss, can papa see what you chose to wear for tonight's dinner out with dada?" Peter asks politely as he gently takes the clothes from the little Stark. Maria giggled and handed a pair of pretty pastel pink legging and white longsleeved dress and a pastel purple sleeveless overcoat, "pwi-pwincess cowows!" the two year old exclaims with a big innocent smile.

Peter lets out a soft giggle and nods, "they are indeed princess colors, little miss! Now, let's get you into these princess clothes okay? Dada's almost done with his calls so we have to be fast!" He says as he dresses Maria gently, after dressing her, he opens the organizer that held so many bows and a spray bottle, he spreads out the organizer in front of him and Maria, "okay, which bow are we going with little miss?"

Maria bounced in his lap, pointing, "yewwow!"

He chuckles softly and nods, "bunbuns or piggies?" He asks the child as he takes out the yellow matching bows, sprays Maria's hair with water and combs through it neatly, the curls being tamed down.

"Bunnies pwease, papa!"

"Got it, little miss!"

Peter fixes the little girl's hair into two buns on top of her head securing it with the two yellow bows, he smiles as he lifts Maria to stand on his thighs, "wow! Such a pretty little miss, like papa right?"

Maria giggles and nods, "pretty like papa!"

His heart flutters with a warm sensation as he places a soft kiss on Maria's forehead before putting her down on the floor, "go to your play spot first, little miss, I have to dress brobro too!"

The girl squeals and nods running over to her play spot in the living room. Peter stalks through the penthouse to see his eldest running in circles around Dum-E, the bot looked like it wanted to be dismantled already. Peter chuckles, "Anthony, love, come on, sissy's done, we need to get you changed too!" He calls out to the eldest Stark.

Anthony, the eldest of the twins, widens his eyes before running towards Peter, "bows??? Can have bows wike sissy???"

Peter smiles softly as he picks up Anthony, padding towards the eldest room to grab some clothes, a khaki pants and a maroon collared long sleeved shirt before making their way towards the livingroom, "you want bows to match your sissy, little man?" He asks softly as he began taking off the little Stark's clothes before dressing him in his outside clothes.

"Yes! Yewwow! Wike sissy's!" Anthony exclaims with a grin, Peter nods, giggling as he pressed a kiss on the boy's forehead, "yellow bow it is, little mister!"

Peter wets the boy's curls before combing through them, he secures one yellow bow on the side of Anthony's head, "there, yellow bow matching with sissy."

Anthony smiles at him, "thank you papa!"

He was about to respond when Tony comes into the living room with a pleased grin, the twins, seeing their Dada, Maria runs to the older man while Anthony wriggles off of Peter's lap to run to Tony.

Tony picks up the two Starks with ease, both giggling, "well, what do we have here? I see my twins with matching bows, that's sooo coool!" His husband gushes softly, the two kids giggle in respond. The older man then turns to him, his smile soft, contented, "can you get ready in five minutes, papa?" His husband asks playfully.

Peter chuckles, already zipping up the bow organizer, "I bet you I could, dada!" He chimes as he throws Tony a flying kiss before living the living room, his heart fluttering with love and content. Ah, this is the life.

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Jason Underwood being a better dad than Howard Stark for 9 minutes straight | Marvel Fic

Pairings: Tony x Pepper, JJ x Liz, Liane x Ethan

Summary: What happened when a man frozen in time suddenly is in charge of raising the heroes of tomorrow? In other words, Jason trying to keep everyone in check and doing well.

Characters mentioned: Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Howard Stark, Rei Stark, Ava Stark, The Avengers, Young Avengers and etc

Fandoms: Marvel Comics—> Iron Man 1-3, The Avengers, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Age Of Ultron

A/N: I blame Glen giving rom-com energy! I hate him (affectionately). His favorite song is Unwritten hehehe

Sequel to this fanfic!

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Tony sat down at his lab downtown with his eyes shot, the lights made him more than pale as he lay inside his car and faced the wall. He has been drinking since this afternoon. His tears filled his eyes as he looked to his side to find his uncle walking around to open the side of the car.

He was surprised to see him here, last he checked he was with Coulson on a small assignment.

“Tony..” He muttered, resting his head against his hand, “Come on buddy.”

“I can’t stand..I’m tired, JJ..” He replied, squeezing his eyes shut and leaned forward into his touch for a spilt second.

“It’s okay, I got you.”

Tony was silent as an arm was looped around his side, lifting him up and out of the car, standing over to leave the lab and head upstairs. Jason kept an eye on him asking if he was alright in which his nephew just nodded. He lay him down on the couch with a soft blanket across his body wrapped tightly to keep him warm.

A moment later, he returned with a small glass of water and some fruit. Orange slices to be consumed by Tony within a matter of minutes. He watched him as he sat, allowing his nephew to rest his head on his shoulder and even saw the crossword puzzle on his neck start to erase with time.

“..I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately…” Tony admitted with a small sigh biting down on another orange slice.

Jason hushed his voice for a moment before humming, “It’s okay..you just got overwhelmed, you need a break, step back and regroup..”

“I’m boyfriend of the year..are Pepper and I even dating?”

“I would like to say you are..you will figure out, just no more running off for a while. Please.”

The brunette only nodded, as his uncle found something on the TV for him to watch. He even wondered if he should provide him a vitamin C infusion, JARVIS recommended it. All that matter was to keep him away for the drinks for a while and not have him stray away from help.

He has a good idea where to start.

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Jason carried a 2 year old Rei in his arms, resting the small brunette on his hip walking around the mansion trying to get him to stop crying.

It was early in the evening. His mother was gone for a week, his father was stuck at work with Pepper and JARVIS was no help.

Rei was whimpering, having just returned from the backyard not wanting anyone to know he got hurt. Jason of course figured out the problem and cleaned up the small mess on his knee. Now he rested his head on his godfather’s shoulder as his hand cuffed the fabric of the sweater.

Him and Tony were the same in this aspect, getting hurt by something and wanting to deal with it by themselves. Yes, it showed independence but still, it was alarmingly obvious it wasn’t the best move.

“Aw penguin..” He said softly, gently resting his head against his own, “Rei, it’s gonna be alright..you’re fine now.”

“It hurts..” He mumbled into his shoulder, as soft tears rose to his eyes.

“I know that it hurts, but you took medicine for it and now you’re going to feel much better I promise.”

“I’m dumb, papa..”

Jason was pacing around the room at this point and paused but kept a hand rubbing circles across his small back. He hated hearing his kids talking about themselves that way.

“Hey, hey, you’re not dumb..you’re Rei Stark, you’re one of the smartest boys I know. You fell cause you’re running so hard, that’s all. It can happen to anyone, even me.” Jason explained.

“You fell?” He questioned removing his head the shoulder he was resting on to face him properly.

“Yeah I fell a lot. I still fall and trip over things, if you only knew how much times I almost died tripping over your father’s toys.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah, really. It hurt a lot, but I got up again. Just like you did.”

At that Rei softly smiled and nodded, feeling a bit better about not feeling so bad for falling down earlier. He was a strong kid but rather sensitive about things whether he admits it or not.

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“Pops, I think I like guys too now.” Rei blunted said entering the living room of Avengers Tower.

Jason was on the couch reading A Streetcar Named Desire when he heard his godson say those words. He took him a long moment to lock in what he said then smiled. JJ remembered Rei checking out some cute reporter two weeks ago but didn’t say anything to not embarrass him.

He already figured out that he might’ve felt that way but waited for him to come to his own conclusions about it.

Rei waited for a response, he was kinda shitting his pants wondering what the heck he was going to say to him.

A few seconds later Jason spoke, “I know. And I’m happy for you.”

“Wait what?” Rei asked as his eyes silently widened, “Dad freaked out!”

“Your father is just being dramatic, thinking you weren’t going to ever date until your mid twenties. Don’t worry about him. How do you feel?”

“I feel okay, I guess. How are you not freaking out?”

“Kiddo your grandfather and father aren’t straight eariler. I was just wondering to see if you were gonna being home a boy or girl someday, I’ll love you all the same. You know that.”

“B-but..I was ready for some lecture or something.”

“I’m not Cap, kiddo.”

“Wait grandpa wasn’t…that’s impossible he married grandma and dad never said..”

“Your grandfather has always been into blondes. Hence why he liked me, Cap, my sister and your grandmother.”

“Oh shit, grandpa was bi..and so is dad? Just to be clear, you’re cool with all of this, right?”

“Yeah, you’re my kid. As long as you don’t date some ignorant jerk or bitter bitch we’re fine.”

Rei nodded thinking it went better than he thought. Of course he wasn’t going to bring anyone to his house who insulted him or made him feel guilty, he wasn’t stupid.

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Tony and Jason were in the middle of the kitchen together sharing some slices of pizza. A small mission went as planned, the heroes were all celebrating at home with them.

It was quiet. A little too quiet for his liking.

“Where’s our son?” Yelled a voice that belonged to his wife.

And there it is.

Despite not being officially confirmed as married to a legal counsel, in their hearts they are.

Liz came in with her arms crossed stealing a slice of pizza from the box muttering that she was hungry. Tony locked eyes with his uncle then looked at his aunt with a smile.

“Whatever it is, blame the kids!” Tony exclaimed taking another bite.

“You stole my blueprints from the basement without telling me.” Liz said looking between her nephews and husband.

“How is that a bad thing?”

“Because they are mine. Some of them were…made for the military during the war.”

“I was just going to reinforce them into better positions and transport your idea into something useful for the modern day.”

Jason joined into the conversation as he added, “Honey, you did make some explosive points when you created those fine numbers back in the day.”

Liz jokingly glared, “Who’s side are you on?”

“I’m afraid to say which one.”

“Good answer.”

Tony sighed, “In my defense, I was just curious! It’s not like I going to have something blow up in my head…this time at least.”

“I swear you’re more like your father every day..” She muttered softly smiling, as she pinched the bridge of her nose, “Next time, you come to me with an idea. We’re a family for a reason, you have my brain!”

The three of them talked it over coming to a good compromise. But a part of Jason couldn’t wonder how Liz would react if Louis, Tony’s brother who lived in another city within the United States, stole one of her blueprints too. It was always evident that the Stark boys tend to be the most curious boys alive, it resulted in those sets of brother destroying one of his favorite cars.

They always tend to take a small comment and trickle it down to a roar, as one small idea would turn into something great for humanity or an opportunity gone wrong. That’s how Ultron was created…

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“Alright. Relax your shoulders a bit, tighten the grip on the handle and have your fingers line up the tip of the arrow.” He instructed with a smile.

“Like this?” She asked, holding up her bow and arrow at an angle.

She could’ve learned from Clint but he was busy on a date with his wife and her mom was babysitting. She already knew how to use a gun, but extra protection in skills was always a plus.

She picked out a specific arrow she wanted to use and took care of the bow she was handed. She questioned if Jason even knew how to work this kind of equipment.

His response, “I never said I didn’t know how to use a gun. And never said I didn’t know how to shoot an arrow either.”

“Fair point. When did you learn to shoot with a bow and arrow?” She wondered with a smile.

“I was on a mission in Tokyo, to chase down some idiot who stole a type of drug. As I was running through the streets, s arrow came flying from a rooftop to straight into the guys leg. Then I met the guy who shot him.”

“What wad his name?”

“Karl Yune. He was a good archer, he taught me a thing or two about this.”

“Sounds like a nice man.”

“Yeah, his older cousin worked as a geneticist in Korea.”

“…they are not related to Ji-Hoon, they are?”

Jason just winked telling her return to training as she grinned softly to herself. The two of them went onto 2 rounds, as he showed her how to start feeling comfortable with holding such equipment. Rochelle wasn’t that bad at the game, shooting the wall full of targets as best as she could.

“Good. Now you’re ready for take on your real teacher.” He said with a chuckle, lowering his bow.

She raised an eyebrow confused by his wording, “What..”

As if on cue, walked in a tan skinned woman with long brown hair and tattoos. She held a grin greeting Jason with a tight hug before turning around to meet Rochelle.

“Lydia Barton.” She said holding out her hand to shake.

The redhead smiled shaking her hand and said, “Rochelle, but you probably already know who I am.”

Jason smirked telling them to be careful and have fun, that he’ll be back to check up on them later. Both girls just grinned leading into a casual but intriguing discussion on their favorite things, before training.

Something told him that they would be good friends.

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“Give it back! It’s mine you little twerp!”

“It was mine first! I saw the last batch of cookies before your ass ever thought about them.”

“Oh really mature using curse words at me!”

“What do you care? You’re failing grammar anyway!”

“HEY! That’s enough.” In called Jason’s voice as he swung into the room snatching the cookie out of Ava’s hand and placing against it lips instead, “If you were are gonna fight over a damn cookie, then neither of you deserve to eat it.”

Rei crossed his eyes like the 9 year old he was and scoffed, “It was mine!”

“Oh pleaseeee, you said you didn’t want any cookies in the first place anyway!” Ava barked back.

“I could’ve wanted it for later, ever think of that!”

“You’re such a smartass sometimes…no wonder you don’t—”

Jason glared at both kids, “Ava, don’t even finish that sentence. And Rei, if you wanted it so badly why didn’t you tell her? You two could’ve broken the cookie in half instead of making a mess out of it.”

Both young Starks looked away from their godfather, feeling guilty and embarrassed for causing such a scene in the kitchen. Yet there was an instant anger behind their eyes, as Rei and Ava glared at each other. It was normal for siblings to fight over plenty of things but theses two would argue over everything, not making up afterwards either.

Their godfather sighed softly as he watched both of them in silence waiting for an answer that ever came.

Then he spoke, “You know something? There is something I want both of you to understand. Listen good, when I say that you two only have each other. Friends will come and go, they won’t always stay despite your best efforts. But as siblings, that’s a unit that you created for the moment your brought into this family.”

Ava muttered, “But he’s a little smartass, he thinks he’s always right..”

“Cause I am..” Rei added hearing his big sister.

Jason gave them a certain look as he continued, “You two are young, so you don’t get it right now. But there will come a time when you need each other but because you were both so harsh and pigheaded with another, you’re gonna feel alone. You’ll hate each other..despite a little part of you that still loves them..you don’t want to accept that. Then you won’t even want to imagine what happens next to your relationship.”

At those words, the siblings looked at one another then glanced down at the floor, that heavyweight anger started to creep away from their systems. Ava started to feel sorry for her actions as Rei began to feel upset about staring a riot. They knew he was right but didn’t want to admit it. There was another moment of silence in the room, only the small sound of Jason’s biting down on the cookie that didn’t matter to them anymore. The sibling exchange small gestures of apologies toward one another, even apologizing to their godfather as well.

Ava asked, “Did you ever get into fights with your siblings?”

Rei added, “You and auntie Peg look like you could have fought a lot.”

“Well…” Jason replied with a half smile and shrugged, “..yes, me and aunt Peg fought a lot, but we always tried to make up for our mistakes. But I had another sister before her…her name was Dot, she was smart and cunning, she wasn’t ever around to help me…when she was, she treated me like crap, so we always fought..”

“Did you ever forgive her?” Ava asked out of curiosity, hoping for a good answer.

“Uh..we did forgive each other every once in a while..I tried to forgive her, but she never had the courage to forgive me. She was my big sister, I loved her, but she wasn’t really someone I would call to help me if I was in trouble, she would leave me out to dry..”

Rei nodded, “So that’s why you and auntie Peg are good friends..she was like a sister..so you want me and Ava to be like that too?”

“Exactly. You want both of you to look out for each other, make sure you’re alright and not hurt. Not leave the other in the dust.” Jason responded with a smile.

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Cue scenes of Jason playing with his first godchild, Ava Stark, in her bedroom pretending to be Pop Stars. Ava was singing along to Christina Aguilera, Gwen Stefani and Avril Lavigne with a toy guitar in her hands.

Jason was sitting on the floor waving lights around and dressed in a funny hat, pretending to be her producer for a music video. He loved seeing his goddaughter shine acting out magic video footage in her bedroom as he filmed her. At first he didn’t want to be recorded on any cameras but after some encouragement from Tony and the others, she tried it out.

“I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly. I'll do what it takes 'til I touch the sky. And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change.” She sung into her microphone as she played the guitar.

“And break away!” Jason sung along to the lyrics.

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One of the things of having a little girl in the house, songs get repeated every so often you remember the lyrics yourself. Poor man still has Under The Sea stuck in his head from last weekend.

It’s one of those things that carries over every generation of children he gets to know is the music taste, he may not always appreciate or enjoy the music but it does tend to become an enjoyable ear worm for him. If it’s AC/DC album from Tony to Selena Gomez’s Who Say from Rochelle, they tend to get stuck in his head!

He tries to not let everyone in on his own playlist of songs but sometimes it will slip out…

Jason just finished a small meeting with the industry and answering questions from SHIELD investors, who just annoyed him the whole time, and decided to make himself a grilled cheese sandwich. He yelled out if anyone else wanted one but received no answer, so he shrugged, then popped in his ear buds cuing in his playlist. He had a bunch of songs.

“Starring at the blank page before you, open up the dirty window. Let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find…” He sang out to the lyrics slapping both sides of bread onto the frying pan.

That was when Ethan stumbled into the kitchen saying, “JJ you saying some..”.

He paused noticing that the blonde wasn’t listening and singing instead as Liane bumped into him, she exclaimed to her boyfriend something important but Ethan told her to hush as he pointed out the scene in front of them.

Liane was confused for a moment then squeaked seeing Jason singing out loud as he danced in place, it wasn’t something she saw coming but was more than surprised to see the man was in his element. She smirked to herself wondering what other songs he knew.

A couple of days later, the pair were coming back from their trip to the movie theater as that very song was playing on the radio. The two walked in singing it loud enough to hear along with a group of Taylor Swift songs. Before they knew some of the young avengers were humming the damn tune.

The tall blonde walked past hearing his serenity song being sung, raising an eyebrow at everyone’s actions wondering who else knew about this. Oh god he wasn’t gonna be able to live that one down anytime soon.

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One of the biggest things people always assume is that he was the best parent ever, due to the young avengers always wanting to hang around his chill vibes and warm atmosphere he created.

But the truth is that he wasn’t a freaking super-dad or anything. He grew up with a somewhat rusty alcoholic father and a mother who was always traveling around with her kids, leaving him to pick up the pieces himself when they weren’t at home bricking about something. In response he tried to convince the world he was going to be fine no matter what happened, he even believed it himself.

Jason even promised to make the best he can when he gets the opportunity to be a father himself, in this case an uncle, someone who was there for his kids. He might not know everything or even be skilled at certain aspects of life, but he tries. So when Tony was born he decided he would stick around, live closer to Howard and Maria, but it also meant he would be away for work and signing papers for different aliases. Still, he did it, even though he might not want to talk about it with many.

He keeps himself, cool, calm and composed in collected fashion. Yes, he has his flaws such as drinking, having a temper and smoking (it was for a short period of time, he quit in the early 70s), Jason was still there for Tony. Same thing goes for his godchildren, which is a privilege and gift to watch them grow and learn now, he still has those moments where he ends up not getting enough rest due to taking care of them.

So to Natasha, Tony, Bruce and the other parents he seems like the only well informed and intelligent one when it comes to parenting, it’s only was all due to respect, patience and watching how the ball rolls. He used to put so much pressure on being the awesome uncle and whatnot, then he realized that all you need to do is be there for your kids.

They don’t ask of much, only for you to spend time with them even if you’re far away and need to do a phone call with that. Same thing goes for any relationship romance or platonic, as long they know you’re there for them, that’s what matters.

Like the saying goes, ‘No one is freaking perfect’. He’s still learning how to raise theses guys!

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Nicknames. He doesn’t have nicknames for everyone, only if the person is comfortable with them, of course. But that never stops Jason from making up silly nicknames for the kids, usually they come out naturally without even trying.

Tony has had a few nicknames such as Butterball or Meatball when he was a baby, he was a round cubby little guy. Over the years it was Bambino, Bubba, Tones, Bunny and etc.

Rei was always Bubba, Sonny or Penguin, on occasion he would throw out the Papo (which is what him and his grandmother Maria use to call his father when he was younger)

Liane, he absolutely calls Princess or Your Majesty, when she's being a bit bratty

Rochelle tends to be, Li'l Red

For Cassie, he calls her Goldie cause her hair shines bright like gold in the sun

Melissa gets classic nicknames but he will throw out Peaches or Ladybug

Lydia, due to knowing her skills he will call her Sparrow sometime or just Ly

And the list goes on!

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There has been moments where Jason has took a leap of faith to save his kids. Such as in 2013, when Stark Mansion was attacked and the whole place falling apart he remembered Pepper and Liz's screams as Ava was about to fall off the cliff of their home.

Tony and Rei were busy fighting and trying to get everyone to out of the house safely. But Tony's suit wasn't working correctly either. Jason swooped in, sliding down the rubble and dust coughing as he catches Ava before she can fall.

"Baby look at me! It's okay, I got you.." He said rescuing her, as she clung to him tightly.

The two of them climbed back up the rubble and into the destroyed mansion as Ava went to help the others. The drones just kept on firing and tearing apart the house. Suddenly water took over dunking Jason, Tony, Liz and Rei all down into the ocean as Pepper and the other kids stayed above water.

To say Jason has taken a lot of hits for Tony and the kids was an understatement. For example, that same Christmas in 2013, there a fight on the streets where they landed in after almost drowning, as two crazy bitches was about to attack Rei. Jason choked one of women out as he was stabbed in the side.

The crazy burning women gave Jason some flirty eyes as she did so. He was not pleased. Liz was pissed off having finished fighting some guy to protect Tony.

But she thankfully swoops in wracking the women in a pole as she yelled, "Hands off, bitch!"

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He did have good moment as well, that didn't involve a fight (yet), such as 2015 during a Stark party New York City. The Avengers, young and old just finished a battle, as a party was being made to celebrate.

Jason has been in and out of Stark parties over the years, sometimes he stayed the whole night and or times he went home early. This night felt like a good one, he had his girl with him, his friends were partying and the kids were enjoying themselves.

They all deserve a win.

Hell he even danced a bit, drank a beer with Thor and played pool with Sam. He saw Steve walking away for a moment to text some girl, not declaring on who it is he was messaging, despite Nat and the other teasing him.

Nat even muttered, "Oh I'll find out."

It felt good. He rolled his eyes at Tony's jokes and laughed at others. Soon enough, the party died down as everyone rested around the living room area sharing smiles as they all chatted.

Rick has Rochelle and Luna resting on each of his shoulder, Bruce was chatting with Natasha, Maria Hill was wearing Steve's jacket as she chatted with Liz and Liane was playing with a set of cards with Lydia beating her.

Steve and Thor were sharing another bottle of beer, Tony was grab one for himself and Cole was playing Janga with Rochelle. Everyone was there. Beside it held Thor's precious hammer.

"Come man, it's trick!" Clint exclaimed swirling his drumsticks.

"Dude, I tried lifting it once in New Mexico, it's glued to whatever ground it's on!" Jason added pointing to the hammer.

"Whoever shall be worthy shall have the power! Whatever man, it's a trick."

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

Thor smirked chuckling allowing Clint to take a swing at it. Everyone looked around amused of the honest challenge as Clint stood up smug looping his hand around the handle trying to pick it up. But failed dryly chuckling as he joked.

"Smell the silent judgement." Tony remark.

"Please, Stark, by all means." Clint said returning back to his seat next to his blonde friend.

"Oh this gonna be good.." Liz muttered hearing Liane snort at her comment.

Some of the young heroes wiggled their eyebrows, cracking a few jokes and engaging in conversations as they all watched.

Tony stood up muttering how it was all physic and how he planned to use rule Asgard as Bruce rolled his eyes, watching his friend trying but failed. He even returned with an Iron Man arm to help and lift it. Poor Rhodey was pulled into it too.

"Are you even pulling?" Tony exclaimed.

"Just represent. Pull!" Rhodey told him.

"Alright let's go."

Still nothing. Soon enough, almost everyone tried. Rochelle and Cassie gave it a try, as their eyes flashes trying to find the strength to do it. Rei scoffed as him and Rick round came, believing putting both their heads together they can do it.

Bruce pretended to turn like the Hulk as he pulled, causing a roar of chuckles and laugher from the gang. Nat smiled finding it cute shaking her head. Ethan and Ji-Hoon picked up the pace, but failed.

Liane and Cole teamed up to pick the hammer from it's place on the table. Hell, some of the teammates tried to use magic but instead moved the table and items surrounding it.

Liz and Lydia joined forces, taking the team up route. Tony joked how he tried it already but failed. It went on and on for a while, passing drinks and snacks watching the show of friends take their turn at Thor's challenge.

Then it was Cap's turn.

Steve took a swing of beer before getting up with a smile. His eyes narrowed rolling up his sleeves taking a deep breathe, looping his hands around the handle and pulled.

The Hammer Nudge.

It made a small squeaking noise, some eyes turned gasping to themselves and other didn't even catch wind of it quick enough to catch the moment. Thor's eyes widen as his stress level turned up a little thinking it was dreaming. Steve pulled again, as the hammer stayed in place.

Steve raised his hands in air declaring defeat with a small smile. Thor was chuckling as he said, "Ha! Nothing."

Luna and Natasha didn't even bothering knowing it won't work, despite Bruce and Rick nudging them on. They were smart in a way to watch and laugh the whole go on. Not everyone went, some decided to try again after getting some food in their system.

But again nothing.

"All difference to the man who wouldn't be king. It's rigged." Tony proclaimed searching for another beer.

"You bet your ass." Clint added in agreement.

Maria smirked, "Steve, he said a bad language work."

Steve sighed and looked at Tony as he said, "You tell everyone about that?"

Tony ignored his comment and joked, "The handles imprinted right? Like a security code? Whoever is carrying Thor's fingerprint is, the literal translation."

"If so, then Thor's son or daughter should be able to lift it right?" Rochelle questioned which sparked a whole other conversations among themselves.

One of them wondered who exactly can lift and what would it take to do so.

Thor stood up from the couch, putting his drink down as everyone looked at him.

"Yes, yes, that's a very interesting theory. But got a simpler one." Thor said bending down then lifting his hammer with such ease, "You're all not worthy."

Everyone chuckle, commenting on his words and either rolled their eyes at his answer. Some of them shook their heads, exchanging looks with one another.

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Ahh that's what I got for now!💘 I hope you enjoyed getting to know a little more about Uncle JJ and his group of mishaps he calls children.

Please let me know what you think down below in the comments, any suggests or ideas and etc. ✨ You are more than welcome to write stories involving JJ if you want as well (pls tag me in them!👀)

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griffin-girl-r · 7 months

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Sexy back

Created: 24.09.2023

Finished: 26.09.2023

Edited: 27.09.2023

Age: 19

Word count: 1,806

Warnings: Mentions of mature content

Request: No

Pairings: BlackHill, Peter Parker x Female!Reader, WinterWidow (Past mention)

Song: SexyBack by Justin Timberlake

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"Hey, guys!" You shouted as you speed walked inside the living room "Have you seen my mom?"

The team turned their heads towards you and you saw the same look of confusion, that was etched onto your face, on their faces.

"We haven't seen her since breakfast." Steve shrugged confused "Why?"

"Do you think she might be out with someone?" You asked, looking from one person to the other "I can't find her anywhere."

"Now that you mention it..." Clint began, looking up at you "We haven't seen Hill in a while as well."

"Are they together?" Peter, your boyfriend, innocently voiced his questions "Like, in a relationship?"

"Maria?" You breathed out with a sarcastic chuckle "And my mom? Ain't no way, Pete. Maria is my godmother, for God's sake. She and Mama can't be together."

"Besides..." Tony smirked mischievously "I don't think Romanoff is into girls."

"I agree with Tony on this one." Bucky mumbled with his mouth full as he was eating a plum

"Papa." You sighed disappointed "Just because you used to bang Mama 20 years ago that doesn't mean she's still into men."

"Don't speak to your father like this!" Steve gasped "That's rude and unpolite."

"Oh, you know what, Uncle Steve?" You started walking towards him "You can suck-"

You stopped in your tracks when your ears suddenly picked up on a sound that was coming from somewhere in the compound and it was becoming louder and louder as the silence in the room grew.

'I'm bringin' sexy back.'

"Do y'all hear what I hear?" You asked confused, turning around on your heels toward the door

'Yeah!'

"Yeah." Everyone inside the room repeated as some of them nodded and the others stood up from their place

'Them other boys don't know how to act.'

"Is that a song?" Peter asked confused, making his way toward you

'Yeah!'

"I think so." You furrowed your eyebrows

'I think it's special, what's behind your back.'

"Come on." Bucky stood up from the couch "We have to see from where this is coming."

'Yeah!'

"Look, Mr. Stark!" Peter cheered excitedly "The song is agreeing with us."

Tony sighed and shook his head.

"You're unbelievable, Peter." Tony put his head in his hand

'So turn around and I'll pick up the slack.'

You grabbed your boyfriend's hand and hurriedly started to drag him upstairs.

'Take 'em to the bridge.'

A long line of people who resided in the compound were trailing behind you as you all walked up the stairs, the song becoming louder and clearer with each step you took.

'Dirty babe.'

"Is this coming from-?" You gasped, stopping in front of the door from where the music was heard

'You see these shackles baby, I'm your slave.'

"Natasha's room?!" Clint gasped and a smirk formed on his face

"I'm going in." You shook your head with a determined look on your face

'I'll let you whip me, if I misbehave.'

"Y/N, no!" Various people shouted

But it was already too late.

You opened the door with the speed of light and froze in place when you saw what was happening inside.

'It's just that no one makes me feel this way.'

The music kept blasting but it was all muffled in your ears as your brain tried to process what was happening in front of your eyes.

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A pantless Natasha was lying handcuffed on the bed with her head thrown back, her eyes closed and her back arched as a shirtless Maria had her head in between Natasha's legs, working her magic.

"Is she..." Wanda, who appeared out of nowhere beside you, mumbled shocked

"Eating her out?" Bucky finished the sentence intrigued

"It seems so." Tony nodded, completely fascinated by the sight in front of him

"Mama?!" You shouted confused "What the fuck?!"

It was just then that the two women noticed the commotion that came from the doorway and turned their heads toward the sound.

The music suddenly stopped as both Natasha and Maria froze in their tracks.

A heavy silence settled over the room as you stared at your mother and godmother and they stared right back at you.

"Ummm..." Peter quietly began "Y/N?"

"Aunt Maria?" Your trembling voice managed to say "Mama?"

"Baby?" Natasha breathed out shocked

"Kiddo?" Maria mumbled, pulling her head back a few inches

"So this is what they meant by 'a family that sticks together.'?" You chuckled but your brain was still in shock "I'm not sure I wanted this level of stickiness!"

"Baby, we can explain." Natasha rushed to sit up, forgetting that she was handcuffed to the bed

"Well, I've heard of bringing sexy back, but I didn't realize it included bringing sexy back into the family photos!" Tony joked, completely entertained by the family drama that was about to unfold

"Well, I guess I can strike 'awkward family reunions' off my bucket list now!" Clint sighed, shaking his head while making a mental note to tell Laura all about this later

"Looks like our family tree has some interesting branches growing." Peter pointed out, his eyebrows shooting into his hairline

"I guess this means I should look forward to some really unforgettable family holiday cards." Bucky nodded, looking at Steve "Move over, Santa, it's time for some steamy mistletoe action!"

"Oh my gosh!" Tony spoke again, trying to make the situation as embarrassing as it possibly could be "I guess the 'god' in godmother must stand for 'goddess of scandal'!"

"Kid, look." Maria quickly sat up on her knees and covered Natasha's lower body with her shirt "It's not what it looks like."

"I get everything else." You mumbled, staring wide-eyed at the two women "But, why the shackles though?" You pointed towards the shackles that were keeping your mother handcuffed to the bed "Is that a kink?"

"And the music?" Steve pointed out

"Was it really necessary?" You continued

Both your mother and godmother opened their mouth to defend themselves but before they could, a sudden rush of sickness built up inside your stomach and you turned around towards your room that was right next to Natasha's.

"I can't!" You shouted, wrapping an arm around your stomach, before darting to your room with Peter hot on your heels

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.?" Tony laughed excited "I hope you recorded all of that." He told the A.I. before being interrupted by Natasha

Natasha let out a string of angrily mumbled Russian words as worry was written all over her face.

"What did she say?" Steve asked confused, pointing to Natasha with his finger

"Profanities." Bucky explained unphased, crossing his arms over his chest

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"Sweetheart!" Natasha shouted desperately as she pulled at her restraints, trying to sit up "Y/N!"

"Kid!" Maria quickly sat up on her feet as she focused on following everybody else to your room

But there was one tiny detail that Maria had forgotten as she ran out of Natasha's bedroom.

"Maria!" Natasha screamed, catching the attention of the brunette commander who quickly ran back inside the room

"Sorry, babe." Maria gave the redhead a sheepish smile

"Open these!" Natasha shouted, pulling again at the handcuffs

Maria rushed forward, trying to open the shackles around Natasha's wrists but it took Maria three failed attempts to do so, as the key kept falling out of her hands.

"I told you we should have locked the door." Maria put her T-shirt on

"Where are my fucking pants?!" Natasha shouted back as she frantically looked around the room before spotting her jeans on the floor

"We messed up big time." Maria said, helping Natasha put her jeans on

"I'm going to kill you." Natasha threatened through gritted teeth, slapping Maria's arm before rushing to your room

"Hey!" Maria shouted offended, running after Natasha "You have to admit I did a pretty good job before we were interrupted."

Natasha rolled her eyes as she chose to ignore Maria's comment.

"I'm still hungry though if you're up for a second round later." Maria shrugged

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"I need more!" You shouted from the top of your lungs

"Y/N, this is the third bar of soap you used in the past 10 minutes." Peter worriedly looked at you as you were bent over the sink in your bathroom "I'm not going to give you a fourth one."

"Baby, open the door!" Natasha desperately knocked on the locked door of your bathroom

"Y/N, give us a chance to explain ourselves, please." Maria pleaded from beside Natasha

"My love, please!" Natasha kept pleading, her eyes full of tears "Open the door."

"You can't keep washing your eyes with soap, Y/N." Peter tried to reason with you "It's not going to help."

"I need to wash away that awful image from my eyes, Peter." You explained, splashing your face with ice-cold water from the sink "I need to delete what I saw from my mind."

"Honey, please!" Natasha's voice said from the other side of the door

"Why the song, huh?!" You cried out "Why this song?!"

"Baby, we made a mistake." Natasha answered your question "We're sorry!"

"What about the shackles?" You shouted

"That was your mother's idea!" Maria shouted back, before getting a slap on the back of her head from Natasha

"Don't listen to her, baby." Natasha said "Please, just open this door and let's talk from girl to girl, from mother to daughter."

"And godmother." Maria jumped in, gaining another slap from Natasha

"You're such an idiot!" Natasha told Maria

"But I'm your idiot." Maria pointed out, leaning in to kiss Natasha

"Fair point." Natasha smiled, ready to receive Maria's kiss when she suddenly pulled back as she heard your scream

"Ahhhh..." You screamed, trying to stop whatever was happening on the other side of the door between Natasha and Maria "My mother and my godmother?! Banging each other on music?! No way!" You cried out

"You didn't say the same when we did it the first time on music." Peter smirked, hopping to receive a positive reaction from you

"Don't you dare mention that in front of my mother!" You threatened

"You did what?!" Natasha gasped "Peter, you're dead!"

"Miss Romanoff, it was just once, I swear." Peter defended himself

"You and my little girl can't do that yet! You're still kids!" Natasha sounded angry now "I'm going to take this door down."

"Honey, no!" You heard Maria scream

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Maybe this wasn't the way you planned to spend your Saturday afternoon and, for sure, it wasn't the way you wanted to find out that your godmother was banging your mother, but here you were.

This day will forever remain in your family's history as a day of great embarrassment and hilarious jokes.

The day when you, unintentionally, discovered that your Aunt Maria and your Mama were eating each other's "cheerios" for pleasure.

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(not) moving on — a max verstappen x stark!oc x charles leclerc series

★ fc: madison beer ☆ summary: evangeline "evie" stark is in love with her best friend, max verstappen, but he tries his best to keep her at arm's length. but what happens when she starts to get close to his fellow drivers in the paddock? ★ notes: early chapter bc I am too impatient so I’m taking the poll results as is and assuming charles is the winner. anyways, drama is happening!!!

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"Evie's baking,"

"We know,"

"My daughter is baking for two tiny villages or two super soldiers, and none of you thought to ask if there was something wrong?" Tony asked, watching as his fellow Avengers, his wife, and his youngest daughter were all eating the pastries that Evie had been baking since she got off the phone.

"Parker tried grabbing the spatula from her hand, but she threw a bowl at his head. But luckily his Peter Tingle saved him and he dodged," Bucky explained, mouthful with a slice of one of the cakes Evie made.

"I told you not to call it the Peter Tingle!" Peter complained.

"I think she had a fight with Max," Morgan's tiny voice piped up, oblivious to the heads that turned to her.

"Morg, why didn't you say that earlier?" Pepper asked.

Morgan blinked innocently and shrugged, then said, "You didn't ask,"

"Okay, who wants to be the one to ask her about Max?"

A tense air fell between some of the most powerful people in the world, only for them to touch their noses and say, "Not it!"

Unfortunately for him, Tony himself was the last one to do it, which made him curse. "I should've just stayed in my lab," he muttered but went to the kitchen to see that Evie was already starting another batch of cupcakes as if the pile of used cupcake liners between Steve and Bucky wasn't enough.

"Hello, tesoro," Tony greeted, concerned at the fact that Evie barely reacted at the sound of his voice.

"The dining room isn't that far from the kitchen, papa. I don't need to have powers or be a Super Soldier to hear you guys," Evie commented.

"So, will it be easier to ask what happened between you and Max that's made you spiral into a hurricane of frosting— is that macrons? When did you learn how to make macrons?" Tony asked, caught off-guard.

"Max and I had a little misunderstanding. And I didn't know how to make macrons until earlier," Evie responded.

"A little misunderstanding? You're taking over my kitchen with baked goods for a little misunderstanding?"

"I will find a way to bake you if you don't stop!" She threateningly responded, the aforementioned spatula Peter tried taking was in her hand menacingly pointed at Tony.

Tony raised his arms up in surrender, "I won't ask then. I will just be here, in the corner of the kitchen, giving you moral support," he said, taking a step away from his daughter and near the door just in case.

Silence fell between the father and daughter, Evie angrily making a bowl of frosting while Tony was thinking about whether or not he had to bring in Pepper for his own moral support.

That was until, "Do I insert myself into people's business too much? Is it something I do regularly?" Evie blurted out.

"I think you insert yourself into people's business when you think you need to. I don't think it's a lot, but then again, you help me with my business, so I can't say it's too much," Tony shrugged.

She groaned, not getting a clear answer. She should've known that her dad wasn't going to outright tell her when she was being too invasive. "I'm serious, dad," she told him.

"Did Max say something? Whatever he said, ignore it. He drives for a living, he's wrong no matter what,"

"I thought you liked Max. You've known him since he was a kid,"

"I don't like him if he makes my daughter upset,"

"Dad..."

"What did he say?" Tony asked once more.

Evie sighed before washing her hands and grabbing her phone from the pocket of her apron and then giving it to her dad, unlocked and the texts already on the screen. She watched as her dad's face turned angry.

"I'll shoot him out of the sky with one of my repulsors—"

"Dad, no,"

"He didn't have to talk to you like that! That little shit—"

"What do I do?" Evie interrupted him, knowing that if she let him rant, he'd end up wearing one of the Iron Man suits, already on the way to wherever the next race was.

"Do what Starks do best,"

"Which is?"

"To get under people's skin,"

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I'm sick rn :( and just in pain 😭 so maybe thier baby is sick when they are on a Mission while she is by uncle tony and how would he handle it when she just cries for her daddies her daddies come back when she's asleep and comfort her after she wakes up

Oh man. I can FEEL Steve and Bucky's heartbreak just thinking about this...I hope you feel better soon darling!! Lots of water and rest. Sending you comforting hugs and healing vibes <3

They'd been gone a week with Natasha and Clint, working to bring in rogue Hydra agents, when they got a call from Tony.

You all got to Facetime every night, so at first they just thought it was another call.

But when they saw Tony cradling you in his arms and your red and teary eyes pop up on the screen, both of their hearts stopped.

Tony explained that you'd come down with a cold, and were feeling feverish and achy.

They both ached to hold you in their own arms and comfort you when you were so obviously feeling miserable.

Steve, of course, the family hypochondriac, immediately grilled Tony about every possible symptom and the timeline of everything.

Tony had taken you to Dr. Cho, as Bruce was currently in Wakanda with Shuri working on the tech to bring back any other brainwashed Hydra soldiers. He hadn't known at the time about your...caution with Dr. Cho, and it had been an interesting visit to say the least.

You clung to Tony like velcro the entire time. He also was pretty sure you didn't blink once when Dr. Cho was in the room, which just added to your misery of scratchy and tired eyes.

"I don't gotta get a shot, right Unca Tony?" you had asked in a whisper when Dr. Cho left the room to get some medicine for you.

"No shot, shortstack," Tony had confirmed. You immediately relaxed, but buried your face in his chest as you were still feeling lousy.

Tony described the decongestant and cough syrup to Steve in patient detail, when you burst into the conversation.

"Coughy syrup yucky," you grumbled.

"I know baby, but you gotta listen to Uncle Tony and take it. You understand?"

"Don't wanna, Papa."

"I know you don't. But the more you take that syrup, the better you'll feel when we get home. Okay?"

"You come home now, please?" you asked quietly, putting your little hand up on the screen, touching their pictures.

Tony could hear both their hearts shatter from across the globe.

"Soon, baby, we promise," Bucky croaked out, grabbing Steve's hand off camera for support. "We'll be home before you know it."

"That's a promise," Steve said in a husky voice. You just nodded and turned your face back into Tony's chest.

Two important things happened that night after that call.

The first was that Tony didn't put you down all night. He carried you around the complex, rocking you, telling you stories, comforting you, even singing a little ACDC to you to help keep you calm and relaxed.

The second was that World War Hydra was unleashed and won, all in a single night. With their stamina, strength, and the image of you needing them in their heads, Captain America and the Winter Soldier tore through the secret Hydra base and eliminated or captured every single threat. For every one member than Natasha or Clint brought down, they brought down five. The entire battle was over before Hydra even knew they were there.

Natasha flew home as fast as she could, refusing to let Steve fly as he was clearly still in an over-emotional state. But she pushed it to the absolutely max that she safely could.

It was five am when Steve and Bucky made it to the Stark floor of the Tower. JARVIS had alerted Tony of their homecoming, and they went straight to you.

Tony gently put you in Steve's arms while Bucky hovered nervously.

And in your sleep, you sighed and smiled.

Even though you were fast asleep, you still knew they had come home to you. Just like they promised.

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Tickle Monster - Just Us Chapter 37

Warnings: Fluff, Angst.

Word Count: 1904

Series List | Chapter 36 | Chapter 38

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It's now Monday, gah I'm so in love with the woman on my lock screen….yes Wanda is my lock screen call me whipped or a simp because that is exactly what I am. The rest of the weekend was really calm, I managed to make my special pancakes which everyone enjoyed while we watched an early morning movie. Yelena and Sharon managed to join us just before I had to get Nathaniel home and ate the spare pancakes I saved for them. I have now been labelled the breakfast chef, so whenever we hang out I have to be the one who makes breakfast. I don't mind, I love to cook.

Sunday Wanda invited me over to hers, to hang out with her and the boys. It made my heart melt when she phoned me to ask, she was so nervous which confused me because I practically spent most of my nights and mornings there before the boys returned from their dad's. I mean she was so nervous Billy ended up stealing her phone from her to ask me instead.

"Do you want to come around to watch TV, play games and help my mama cook dinner?"

It was wholesome and I swear I could hear Wanda blushing from my end of the call. Of course I said yes, and went Via the ice cream parlor and shops to grab some things for everyone including Wanda's favourite Pumpkin ice cream. We had such an awesome day full of us snuggled under blankets laughing and enjoying the movies we watched. Me and Wanda were cuddled up together on one couch, me sat against the corner, my legs laying straight towards the other end while Wanda sat in my lap, her legs intertwined with mine as her back pressed against my front. And Of course I gave her head scratches while she played with my rings on the other hand.

I kept looking from the TV to the boys every now and again, as they sat on opposite ends of their couch. I caught them looking at me and Wanda a few times, every time they would smile at the sight of Wanda in my arms. It was in moments like those that I knew I would protect those boys, I even gave them my phone number in case they needed anything.

Anyway, back to the present. I am currently leaving my workplace to head to stark industries, or as we like to call the building the tower. Stark called me in, something about him wanting me to meet a few people who could work a joint operation for his company and mine. So here I am, coffee in hand as I head up in the elevator to Tony's floor.

Ding . The elevator doors slide open and I am met with the view of the blonde woman at the desk. A smile grows on her face as she sees me and I scoff at the sight of her still sitting behind the assistant's desk after all these years.

"I see papa T still has you as his assistant even when you own half of the company." I laugh as Pepper stands up to bring me into a hug. "How are you Mama P?"

"I am doing well Y/n. How are you doing? How's the thing with the woman you are seeing going?" She sits on the edge of her desk and I park my butt next to her as we both look at the mural on the wall in front of us.

"Honestly I am doing fucking amazing. I feel amazing, I am happy. Also me and her, we may have said 'I love you' to each other." I feel a small blush grow on my face as Pepper's jaw drops.

"No way?"

"Yuh huh. It happened this weekend."

"When you were with Nathaniel and her boys?"

"Yup. She just hugged me and said the words. Honestly I forgot how to breathe when the words left her lips, it's like the earth stopped spinning on its axis. It was so scary hearing those words but at the same time it was so perfect. They weren't forced or dragged out. It was just the two of us and she just sort of said it in the moment."

"That's how it should be. You shouldn't have to have these big grand gestures to show your love for one another. I mean sure treat her to an expensive meal out or a surprise holiday once in a while, but don't pin all your love on those things. It's the small things that really woo a lady."

"What is Tony Stark all about grand gestures?" I bump our shoulders together as she laughs looking down at that floor then back up to me. "He still hasn't got it through his head you are allergic to strawberries has he?"

"No he hasn't." Pepper laughs as I wrap my arm around her. "But he tries and that's all I can ask for."

"That's all anyone can ask for."

"You speak the truth. Right anyway, Tony is going to be waiting for you."

"Is it formal or can I address him by Papa T?" I stand up from my desk smoothing out my suit.

"No, not at all. Morgan is even in there. It is really an unofficial meeting just something to chuck ideas around."

"Okay, well I will see you on my way out Mama P." I lean over to kiss her cheek as she gives me another hug before situating herself at the desk.

I enter Tony's office, which is huge, to see that instead of him at his desk it's Morgan. She looks up as soon as she hears the door open, her eyes shine with excitement as she spins the office chair around scrambling to get off of it. Her little body darts around the edge of the oak desk barrelling towards me, jumping into my arms squeezing me half to death.

"Sissy!" She snuggles her head into the crook of my neck as I lift her up onto my body a bit more, her legs wrapping around my torso, her arms around my neck.

"Hey nugget. Look at you, you got so big. How old are you now, 12?" She shakes her head laughing at my silliness.

"No silly. I'm 5."

"Oh really? Well, do you know what you get when you are a big, strong 5 year old?"

"No. What?" She leans back in my arms to look at me in question.

"They get a visit." I slowly and discreetly move one hand away from her back ready for what I am about to do.

"From who?"

"The tickle monster!" She squeals as I push my hands against her stomach, attacking it with my fingers as her body squirms to try and get away.

"Stop!" Her voice is breathless between broken laughter, so I stop for a second to let her catch her breath.

I move her body so I am cradling her more in my left arm and her right side is against my front as she catches her breath. When I see her breathing calm down a little, her chest not rising and falling so fast, I walk two fingers from her foot all the way up her leg. Her little body wiggles to try and get away but I tighten my grip, not too hard but enough so she won't fall out of my arm. When I reach her t-shirt, she is fully prepared for me to tickle her because I hear her hold her breath. A smirk plays on my lips before I lift up her top slightly, planting a big raspberry on her stomach, making her giggle and try to push my face away with her hands. I do it again on the other side of her stomach, before starting my tickle attack again.

"Sissy, stop. Please." I immediately stop and bring her body back against mine so she can snuggle against me.

"You good?" I check in with Morgan bouncing her a few times in my arms.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

"Good. I didn't hurt you."

"No. But my lungs hurt from laughing."

"Okay, well they can rest now. The tickle monster needs a break too." She hums against my neck. "Where's your dad kiddo?"

"I'm right here." Tony says as he gives me the Tony Stark winning smile as he enters his office from a door on the left hand side of the room, where I believe the toilet is.

"Papa T!" I bounce Morgan up and down to grab her attention. "I'm going to put you down so I can greet your dad."

"Okay. I will be at the desk." Once I put her down she scurries back into the office chair continuing on with whatever she was doing before I interrupted.

I turn to look at Tony who opens his arms up for a hug, which I gladly embrace in pulling him tight as we both pat each other's back. He takes a small step back moving his arm to cup my face, running his finger over where my back eye was a few weeks ago. When he sees no evidence of it he smiles and nods at me.

"How are you Papa T?"

"I'm perfect dear. How is my favourite daughter doing?" I nod my head in his hands.

"I'm great, but technically it would be daughter-in-law." He points his finger at me trying to act tough.

"You became my daughter the moment you married mine." I give him a sad smile as we pull each other in for another hug.

"There are two people I would like you to meet." He spins my body around to face the back wall that you can't see when entering and my entire being freezes up. "This is Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff. They are my international relations people for Russia and Eastern Europe and I thought they could work with you in getting supplies deployed over there."

I don't say anything. I can't say anything. I am currently looking at a very angry Russian, I mean if looks could kill I would be way past 6 foot under. I mean she would lock my body up, throw away the key, incase me in cement before locking that up and throwing it all in the ocean never to be found again. She is way past livid, I am shitting myself right now.

I then turn to look at Wanda. My heart breaks as I see tears in her eyes and a look of complete devastation and heartbreak. That look is going to be burned into my brain for the rest of my days, it is going to haunt my mind, my thoughts, my dreams, that look...that look I wish I had never caused. She wipes at her eyes, looking at Natasha who is still staring daggers at me, then back to me. She opens her mouth to speak, no words come out. I do the same. Then finally she sucks in a harsh breath, looks me dead in the eye and asks me the question I never wanted her to have to ask. I wanted to tell her I did, but there was never a good time. The only words that leave her mouth, break mine and her heart as she says them.

"You're married?"

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