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s4nt4nny · 1 month

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my pussyyy is throbbingggg😩😩🤤💞

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soliloquent-stark · 5 months

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steve: 'this story is a tragedy because it didn't have to end this way'

tony: 'this story is a tragedy because it was always going to end this way'

alternatively titled: the world's leading authority on waiting too long and the end of the path i started us on

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I wish I told him. I wish I could tell him now. I wish to carry him with me forever.

Steve holds onto the thought as he falls asleep next to someone else, in the body of a man back in his time but forever out of it, obsessing over unspoken words and hoping to remember the heartbreak when he wakes up.

He's terrified that if the pain fades away, so will the memory of Tony.

gif quote source: @supreme-leader-stoat

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vikwrites · 11 days

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His Sweet Girl - Tony Stark

Summary ➣ Nestled between Tony's legs, and all you wanted was to just feel him. Pairing ➣ Tony Stark x Reader Word Count ➣ 724 words Warnings ➣ 18+ / Blindfolds / Daddy Kink / Oral Sex Author's Notes ➣ A short drabble written for my friend @mrshottiefinder on Instagram, written in an barely hour and not proofread. Comments + reblogs are highly appreciated to support more of my sleep-deprived ramblings, enjoy <3

You were snugly nestled between Tony’s legs, the warmth of his body enveloping you. The plush carpet beneath your knees cushioned your weight as you leaned onto him. His deft fingers traced patterns through your hair, smooth and comforting. You closed your eyes and let out a content sigh, feeling completely at ease in his embrace.

The space between you and him feels simultaneously intimate and vast. His body radiates heat, and you can feel every inch of it as he stands so close to you. Your longing to feel his skin against yours is palpable, hindered only by the thin barrier of his dress-pants. The scent of Tony’s cologne filled your nose, a blend of musk and spice that was just uniquely him.

Tony was still dressed in his alpine suit. His tie, neatly fastened in a knot around his neck. The contrast of his crisp, tailored appearance against your barely-there attire was always a turn-on for you. You kneeled before him in nothing but a skimpy black dress, which left almost nothing to the imagination and his favourite pair of heels, feeling both exposed and empowered by his gaze.

The warmth of his touch radiated through your entire body, causing you to melt into his fingers even more. Every breath he took seemed to fill the room with an intoxicating scent that made your head spin.

"Such a good girl," Tony cooed in a deep, seductive tone as he continued to play with your hair, he’d always enjoyed toying with it, he did pay for it anyways.

“How about you play with daddy for a bit, hm? I know you want to." Behind his soft, coordinated actions, you could sense the desperation in his voice as he longed to feel you around him too.

With deliberate slowness, you ran your tongue along the zipper of his dress-pants, your tongue traced a slow, teasing path. Tony’s low groan was followed by a tightening grip on your hair, but you didn't stop.

You wanted to see how far you could push him. You teased at his fly, feeling the zipper with your teeth and tasting the metallic tang in your mouth. But you didn't mind the bitter taste; all you craved was to taste him.

Slowly, you used your teeth to unfasten his fly, all the while keeping your eyes glued onto his. It was a wordless game of seduction, fuelled by the intensity in his dark gaze meeting yours.

With haste, his boxers were pulled down, a stark contrast to your tender, tentative touch earlier. But you couldn't wait any longer; eagerly taking his half-hard cock in your adrenaline-fueled, trembling hands and giving it a few full strokes.

"Fuck, play with it, baby," Tony groaned as he relaxed into your touch, his legs no longer as constricting as they were before. You heard rustling as Tony fiddled to get his tie off, bringing it to your eyes and tying it behind your head, leaving you in near-darkness, completely at his mercy.

You felt his hands pulling at your hair once again as he guided your eager mouth towards his cock. Almost salivating as you took him into your mouth, the scent of his cologne mingled with the musk of sweat and sex, as well as the salty taste of his pre-cum. You gagged as you took him in with one swift motion, making obscene noises that undoubtedly turned him on as he let out a blissful sigh.

"Your mouth feels amazing wrapped around my cock," he moaned, one hand gripping your hair in a loose ponytail and the other around your neck, it wasn’t that constricting, but god it was sexy as fuck.

As Tony thrusted into your throat, your lipstick smudged around your cheek and his cock. His movements started slow and cautious as he whispered gentle praises and encouragements, but soon they became frantic and desperate, a clear sign of his impending orgasm.

"Oh god—shit! 'm gonna cum for you, baby!" Tony moaned as he shoved himself deep into the back of your throat. Tears were now streaming freely down your face, mixing in with your once-pristine makeup, staining his expensive tie; but you didn't care anymore. You moaned as you felt his warm cum running down your throat, only intensifying the pleasure for you.

As Tony withdrew, your body was immediately scooped up, your chest pressed onto his firm, muscular torso, the soft pulse of his reactor warming your body as his hands returning to stroke your hair. The tie was discarded without a second thought, finding its place on the floor. His soft, loving gaze meeting yours.

"My sweet girl," Tony smirked, his lips claiming yours.

⎊ back to masterlist

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mostly-marvel-musings · 29 days

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A drabble with reader sucking Tony's giant is all I'm asking 🥺🥺🥺 swallowing his cum, teasing him

A Treat

A/N: This turned naughtier than I expected 🫣 Young Tony is an unabashed bottom, we love him.

Pairing: Young! Tony x F! Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, oral.

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“Part your legs for me, pretty boy.”

You murmured, grazing your nails up his thighs, looking up at his flushed state through your lashes. Smirking to yourself as he obeyed in an instant, you squirted some lubricant on your fingers, teasing them around his puckered hole, gaining a grunt from the man.

“Fuck, Y/N.” he hissed, relaxing his walls as your fingers stretched him.

“Someone needs to teach you patience, Tones.” You revelled in the way his pliant body reacted to your touch, his cock weeping precum as it begged for your mouth.

Dipping your head, your mouth found the base of his length, placing open mouthed kisses along it until you reached the tip. As you closed your lips around him, he tugged on your hair, released it at once as you sent him a warning look. He knew he wasn’t in charge tonight.

Tasting his salty eagerness on your tongue, you rolled it around languidly, taking him in one inch at a time. Your mouth felt like a velvety heaven around his cock, enveloping him in a warmth that elicited needy, breathy moans from his mouth.

All of his self-restraint could be felt by the way his thigh muscles clenched, resisting the urge to move his hips to get what he needed the most.

But he knew better than to test you when he was being treated. He would be a good boy, for you.

#tony stark smut #tony stark imagine #tony stark x female reader #tony stark fanfiction #the stark squad #anon asks #marvel fanfiction #tony stark x reader #tony stark #iron man #iron man x reader #tony stark fluff #tony stark x you #tony stark fic #tony stark defense squad #robert downey jr #mostly marvel musings

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reidiot · 9 months

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knowing the historical facts and then going to see oppenheimer felt as if i was literally watching fan fiction

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mojiitoos · 8 months

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I'm still trying to understand how stony can be so hated on tik tok, when he's super popular on Ao3. WHERE DO I FIND MY PEOPLE ??? I'M SCARED TO TELL MY FRIENDS I LIKE THIS SHIP.

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underoostarks · 10 months

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Still Blue

Summary: It's been a year.

Warning: fluff, angst

Word Count: ##

Note: I've got two unfinished requests sitting in my drafts for so long but still don't have the motivation to finish it. Sorry :(

Inspired by the Rookie S4 E01. I don't watch it but I saw a scene in Tiktok and thought it'll be cute.

You entered your office, slumping on the couch, stomach flat, Tony had forced you to buy before when you're just starting to work at the Stark Industries. You sighed out of relief, taking a mental note to thank your wonderful husband again, the couch is a blessing as your bum is already tired seating all day on those meetings you attended.

Not minutes after relaxing in your position, you heard a knock which made you stand up and say come in to the person in the other side of the room.

"Mommy!!" Your daughter, Morgan, exclaimed as Happy opened the door while his other hand is holding Morgan.

Morgan quickly takes her hand from Happy as she excitedly run to you, full of energy. You bend down to hug her and kiss her cheeks multiple times which made her giggle. That sound alone vanishes your tiredness from the exhausting day you had.

"Hurry, mommy! I had something to show you and Daddy!" She yell excitedly once she broke the hug.

"Happy, have the car ready, I'll just get my things and we're good to go," You instructs, guiding Morgan to Happy once again. "Because someone here is a little excited to see his daddy." You continue, bopping you daughter's nose.

"Copy, we'll now head downstairs." Happy replies and you mutter a thank you before walking to your desk, tidying the papers and getting your bag, make sure you didn't forget anything.

After you arrived home, Tony's at the door greeting his girls, you and Morgan, as well as Happy. But before you could reply, Morgan already got his daddy wrapped around her finger, settling the both of them to the living room to play and chitchat while you went straight to the kitchen to prepare your dinner. Happy went upstairs, carrying Morgan's trolley bag to put it in your daughter's room.

Before you could start, Tony must have noticed as he shouted from the sala.

"I've got the dinner going already, honey." He states. "I asked FRIDAY, with Dum-E and U, for assistance to cook the chicken, we also got the side dishes covered so just relax."

You couldn't help but tear up at your thoughtful husband. Maybe because you had an exhausting day but seeing him like this, happy playing and listening to Morgan's stories and got the dinner ready to help you relax, you couldn't ask for a better husband because you already got the best.

As Happy went downstairs, you have offered him to have dinner in your home but he politely declined, stating that he and Pepper had already plans for their dinner, which you just smile and guide him to the door.

"Thank you, Happy. Have a nice ride."

After dinner, you put all the dishes in the sink, leaving FRIDAY to work on it. You sat in the couch beside your husband as Morgan tells her day in the school to the both of you. You and Tony couldn't help but chuckle as Morgan even acted some of the scenes as she's in front of the coffee table, exaggerated words and the tone of her voice is too cute to not react.

After some time, as you sense that Morgan is getting tired from her scheme, you had her take a bath and to call it a night. You left your husband in the living room as you went upstairs with Morgan to help her.

Once Morgan took a bath and you settle her in her own bedroom, you went to kiss her forehead and wished her a goodnight and sweet dreams.

"Mommy, I have a question." She starts, you hum as a response for her to continue with a smile on your face, wondering what's going on inside her tiny very curious head just like her dad.

"Why is daddy still blue?" That made your smile go away for a second before you force yourself to put one again.

"It's already past your bedtime," You changed the topic. "and don't think that you'll get away for sneaking a juice pops with your daddy earlier." You kiss her cheek and forehead one more time before leaving her to her room.

You let out a sigh as you close the door behind your back. It's not the first time Morgan had asked you about that but it's been getting often these past few weeks and you don't think that changing the topic would help you next time.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. You flinch as Tony made an appearance to the hall.

"My lovely wife." He greets, but as soon as he sees your reaction, worry starts to conquer his face.

It's been minutes since you and Tony settled in the living room, you remain silent while Tony tries to talk to you, asking what's wrong. Yet, you give him no answer.

It's hard. It really is. What Morgan had asked earlier gave you a cold hard reality check. Suddenly, it's like you're back to square one. You're back to day one, feelings are overwhelming your system. You play pretend so much to the point you'd forgotten how your daughter needs to know the truth— which she might have already known about it she's just waiting for you to actually say it, something that you're not so sure if you have the courage and energy to say it to her because even yourself, doesn't want to believe the sad reality you're living in.

"Honey, please talk to me. You know how I worry about you going completely silent around me." Tony's voice snapped you from your train of thoughts. You couldn't get yourself to his holographic figure right now so you looked away.

"Darling, look at me, tell me what's wrong."

"Morgan asked me why you're still blue." And that made Tony halt.

You both went into complete silence. Unspoken thoughts echoed through the room. Both of you can't say anything because both of you can't do anything about it.

"Is there anything that I could do to you?" He broke the silence, voice filled with hope that maybe he could make it up— the hardest yet also the easiest decision he did before.

You shake your head—no. Because there's nothing that he could do right now to ease you.

"At least tell me, do you.. need anything?" His voice is almost cracking up, and you didn't even knew how could a holographic figure of his could do that. Could make you feel so much emotion, could make you feel like he is really there. With you.

"The 365 days back."

"You know I can't do that honey." He replies, so gloomy and filled with remorse. You could ask for anything in the world and he can make it happen.

Gosh, if he had given the chance to move the heavens and the mountains for you and Morgan, he would literally do that. And it's breaking his heart that the only thing you ever ask for is the one thing that can't do.

"I know." You reply as a tear went down your cheek, giving him a nod to completely show how much you understood him. Because you really do, you knew your husband well enough to know that he didn't want to do it either. It's just that his need to protect and give his family a better place to live is much stronger than anything in this world that he would gladly do it even if it meant it'll cost him his life. Which what happened a year ago.

And you didn't know if you're starting to slip away from reality again and slowly imagining things but you swore you could almost feel his arms around you, giving you the comfort you needed the most and whispering 'I love you'.

"I know."

#tony stark #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark x reader #rdj #robert downey jr #iron man x reader #iron-man x reader #tony stark angst #tony stark fic #tony stark fanfic #tony stark x fem!reader #tony stark x female reader #tony stark x wife!reader #tony stark x y/n #tony stark x you

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amasterpieceofmadness · 3 months

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MASTERLIST marvel

Welcome to my main masterlist!

* means contains smut for 18+ only!

masterlist by characters

Bucky Barnes

comfort comforting Bucky after a nightmare museum you and your bf visit a museum of ww2 there for you him comforting you Valentines Day * How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day period sex * you're on your period and Bucky helps you ease the pain

Tony Stark

the new suit working on a new suit together leads to unexpected confessions ropes* Tony and you trying out something new I'm in charge * this time it's your turn to tie him up Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day needy * basically morning sex with Tony

Clint Barton

showers * your bodyguard joining in on a shower Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

Steve Rogers

Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

Loki Laufeyson

Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

Thor Odinson

Valentines Day * How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

imagines and drabbles

How the Marvel men (and women) treat you on Valentines Day

Bucky* fluff and implied smut

Tony * fluff and implied smut

Steve just fluff

Loki just fluff

Thor* little bit of fluff, implied smut

Clint fluff

Quill fluff

The Marvel Women fluff

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valiantphantomangel · 4 months

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A/n: this is my delayed Christmas gift to you all, I hope you enjoy and a happy new year 🎊 🫶.

New years shenanigans

"Y/N get out of bed, the fireworks are about to start!" Robert yelled from downstairs and you groan before pulling a pillow over your head to silence the shouting.

You and the marvel cast were invited by RDJ to spend the night at his mansion to celebrate the New Year and watch the fireworks since his mansion looked over the city.

But you being you, got tired and decided to take a nap (over sleeping and not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed) and now it was almost midnight when the fireworks would start.

"I swear to god come down now or me, Hiddleston and Evans will come and drag you down!"

"But this bed is so warm" you whined softly as you snuggled further under the blankets.

"Alright that's it" Robert yelled and you heard 3 pairs of footsteps coming upstairs, you squealed and quickly pulled the blankets over your head to hide before the door was opened.

You heard them coming closer before Tom Hiddleston ripped your blanket off and tackled you onto the bed as you tried to run away.

"Now that's not very polite Little Dove" Tom mused as Chris Evans pulled your arms over your head and Robert took your feet in a chokehold to keep them still.

"SorRYHAHHAHAHA" i burst out laughing as Tom suddenly digged into my ribs.

"What did you say? I couldn't quite hear you there, did you hear her Evans"? Robert said with a grin as he traced your soles.

"Nope I didn't understand a thing" Chris grinned and tickled your neck softly.

"GHAHAHHHA YOU JERK'SHAHHAHAHAH"!

They all faux gasped and you knew you were done for, all of them went full in on your death spots.

It. Was. Torture.

Your scream of laughter went through the mansion as you trashed around, your face red from all the laughing.

"Are you going to come out of bed now?" Tom asked with a smirk as he looked down at you.

"YESHAHHAHAHA"!

"You promise?"

"I PROMISEHIHIHIHIHIHI"!

They let you go and you immediately curled up into a ball "i hate you guys" you mutter with some soft giggles as the ghost tickles slowly went away.

"You love us, now come on or we are gonna be late for the fireworks" Chris smiled and pulled you to your feet.

You all rushed downstairs to the rest of the cast who stood outside, counting down the last seconds of 2023.

"They got you too huh"? Scarlet asked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah" you said with a soft chuckle.

"Those three are a serious pain sometimes" Sebastian said as he stood next to you.

"Oh you love us" Chris grinned as he punched Sebastian shoulder and quickly stood next to Hemsworth for protection as Seb looked at him daringly.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR"!!

You all hugged each other as the sky littered with fireworks, illuminating the night's sky.

And as you stood there, in the arms of people who truly loved you, you couldn't believe how lucky you are.

The marvel cast is a family and you were honored to be part of it.

#tickle fic #marvel tickle #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ticklish ribs #tickle punishment #ler!tom #tom hiddleston #chris evans #robert downey jr #RDJ #chris hemsworth #sebastian stan #scarlett johansson #new year #happy new year #marvel cast tickle

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bellarkeselection · 11 months

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I would like to make a request kinda fluff and funny with tony stark and female reader please please. A very drunk (and cute) tony at one of his parties doesn't recognize the reader when she goes to kiss him and he says "you can't kiss me, I have a girlfriend/fiancee/wife, her name is Y/N" and instead of getting mad she thinks it's cute and says "oh yeah? tell me about her, "then he gives a beautiful smile and heart eyes talking about his beloved 😍

Thank you in advance ☺️

The Party Story of My Wife

Tags @mcugeekposts @underoostarks @rosie-posie08 @makeshift-prime

Tony’s birthday was always something crazy especially when he threw parties and let a bunch of people at his house. Not that I really minded it considering I was married to him for almost ten years now. Walking through some of the crowd in a red dress to match his Iron Man suit I found him by the bar. He was laughing when he saw me where I leaned up about to kiss him until he put a hand on my shoulder holding me back. “Woah girl. I can’t kiss you. I’m married sorry to disappoint ya.”

"Oh yeah. What's her name if you don't mind me asking?" I teased him deciding to play along with his little drunk self.

I have seen him slightly drunk before but this time I chose to enjoy it. Normally I would drag him away from the party before he got all crazy. He barely slept most days and he worked in his lab. Those were on his off days from when he wasn't running off being Iron Man. Regardless I loved him no matter what trouble he got himself into. "Her name is Y/n L/n. Well actually now Y/n Stark. And she is the greatest person in the world."

“Tell me more, Mr. Stark.” I clasped my hands together in front of my chest smiling up at him since he was taller than me.

He sat down on one of the couch’s in a stumbled fashion where I had to help him sit down. Walking around I sat down beside him waiting for him to start talking about me when he didn’t even know it. “We met at the press conference when I announced that I was Iron Man. She was a young reporter who wasn’t shouting questions at me. So I walked through the crowd and let her ask me one on one. And her mind amazed me.”

“And then what happened after that?” I asked him resting my chin in the palm of my hands.

He smiled draping his arms over the back of the couch after he undid his tie letting it hang in a loss mess down his white shirt. “After that she and I talked back in forth for a while. Until I asked her out on a date for something fancy. But we ended up getting cheeseburgers funny enough. Now I think I should be getting us each another cocktail before we keep talking about my wife.”

Raising the cocktail glass to my mouth I took a long sip eyeing my husband. At least this time he wasn't wearing his iron mam suit and blowing stuff up like his last birthday. "So who exactly do you think I am, Mr. Stark?"

"Someone who...looks a lot...like my wife to be honest. But that ain't possible. There's only one Mrs. Stark." He slured his words raising his glass in his hand about to take a step further but he tripped over his own feet.

Dropping the glass in my hands I bent down catching his body in my arms as best as I could. His hair fell in front of his eyes with his orbs meeting mine. "Tony! You're grounded from alcohol for the rest of the night. Because I already know you won't remember this in the morning."

"You're...Y/n. I know that tone...anywhere." He whispered burying his face into my chest.

Wrapping my arms around his shoulders I kissed his forehead. "Yes silly boy. It's me. Now let's get you to bed."

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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vnbifolio · 4 months

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eclipse; cover por bea

› feito para o marvelzone, [18/12/23]

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alwaysmidnight99 · 13 days

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Nuevo Fanart de Tony con DUM-E en la época del MIT.

#stony #marvel #artists on tumblr #robert downey jr #stony fic #stony fanart #traducción #bisexual #SoundCloud

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iron-strange12 · 7 months

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“you barely remember your dad, Morgan, you can't use him as an influential male figure in your life for Father's Day.”

That was said to her about a week ago by one of the pretentious girls in her private school and she hasn't stopped thinking about it. Of course, she retaliated, not in violence since her mother taught her better. No, she used words, and those cut deeper than any slap across the cheek.

Still, her feelings were hurt because the girl had been right.

So, here she was. A coffee right in front of her and some of her dad's old blueprints. She remembered bits and pieces of his time together with her, but it was all becoming a blur now that she was getting older. His memory is plastered all over the world and videos of him are online but the important ones, the intimate ones of him without his emotional armor. Those were her favorites and they were all in the home videos FRIDAY had made where no one could see them but her.

“ Fri?” The seventeen-year-old called out, her eyes not leaving the paper with different calculations, “Can you please bring up anything about Dad?”

“Anything in particular?”

“All of his blueprints, I want everything on display,” Morgan has seen every single video and read everything regarding her dad. This was her first time sitting down and fully trying to understand the way his mind worked. She was classified as a genius as well, but despite what people say, she doesn’t see herself as better than her dad. She wishes to be at the same level as him, never more.

She set the paper down when she saw the holograms be brought up and read over each blueprint carefully, marking her favorites and laughing at the small comments he left himself like, “Don't forget to rub it in hammers face” and “Peppers birthday is next week…I think?”

It wasn’t until she got to a particular year of blueprints that caught her attention. 2016 to be exact. She enhanced the blueprint and her confusion grew along with it. “Spiderman..?” She muttered to herself. She marked that one red for important and then moved on to the others and she quickly realized that there were many more blueprints for him. And suddenly, those little funny comments her dad left were filled with other comments as well.

“Don’t forget the dishes, Pete.”

“Already done Mr. Stark”

“I know what you did kid, you’re grounded.”

“You dared me to?!”

“Mr. Stark don’t forget to sign my permission slip, please!”

“On top of my list of things kid, don’t worry.”

Each one had a comment and a response, she felt like she was watching someone’s YouTube channel or Instagram post. It made her feel left out because this “Pete” had her father's attention more than she ever had despite him being her father.

Morgan let a breath out, not liking this envious emotion she was feeling in the pit of her stomach. Instead, she continued her search, ignoring the comments until she reached 2018. Two particular blueprints caught her eye. One was filled with similar comments to the others and the next seemed empty compared to the previous ones. Only a week apart difference.

“I have your stuff in my attic kid along with your aunts, nothing was lost.”

“Wherever you are kid, I hope you’re having fun with your friends.”

“I’m sorry kid.”

“I miss you”

There were more depressing ones that she couldn’t bear to look at the strong man she knows her father as to be lost like this in these little comments. He must have blipped she thought to herself, remembering the stories she heard of the big battle of 2018 and the war of 2023.

She marked the blueprint.

There were others, not informative but she continued with her markings until she got to the last one.

“Time travel,” she gasped softly, her eyes reading quickly every calculation she could set her eyes on. Her dad was the one who invented time travel! Why? How do people now know about this?

She marked it red but when she did her eyes set on the only comment on the blueprint.

“I’m getting you back kid, whatever it takes…”

This comment is what made her body go cold as she connected the dots. This singular comment is what let the envious feeling that had festered in the pit of her stomach get out. He’s the reason I don’t have my dad with me?!

“Miss Morgan,” Friday began, “you seem to be in distress, shall I call for your mother?”

Morgan took a deep breath and shook her head. Her mom had been working nonstop, the last thing she needed was for her to be woken up at three in the morning to calm her jealous daughter.

“It’s fine Friday,” she said, with a sigh before continuing, “What do you know about a guy named Pete?”

Not even a minute later the A.I replied, “There’s nothing in my databases about him.” Morgan pursed her lips in disappointment before getting another idea. “Friday, what do you know about Spider-Man?”

Again, the A.I replied with efficiency, “He is considered a vigilante and the hero of Queens, he’s been known to help the underdog and solve smaller crimes.” Morgan nodded before coming with a decision, “pull up everything on him, I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

Morgan left the A.I with her task as she walked towards the door that led to the attic. She doesn’t know why they had an attic, especially as a family of technology but she doesn’t judge, maybe this is where he hid some things.

She looked around for a bit, laughing at some old photos and old costumes of her childhood. After moving around some more boxes, she found one with the label P. Parker on the side. Lifting the lid, she saw various things that someone her age might call vintage but are really not.

There was a yellow letterman jacket that looked too small to be a jock. Hold up, she thought to herself I can’t judge him just yet. It was confirmed a second later when she pulled out first place ribbons from decathlon competitions that the jacket was in fact not a jock.

She looked through more stuff inside the box, pulling out various Star Wars Lego figurines and other merchandise. A t-shirt with a bad pun and a yearbook. Finally, she can put a face to the strange person that had hogged the memories of her dad.

However, as she flipped through the pages, she couldn’t find anyone named Pete Parker but she assumed it was the kid that kept getting blocked in the most awkward way ever.

She let out an annoyed huff and put everything back in its box aside from the letterman jacket and the yearbook. Walking back down into her forgotten workspace, she saw the new information about a certain Spider-Themed hero, a victorious smile on her face despite not finding any answers in the attic. Once again, technology proves itself to be better, she thought to herself before thinking that her dad would absolutely agree with her thought.

She pulled her phone out and sent a quick message, knowing that they were awake as well. Looking at all the information in front of her she quickly refilled her mug with some new coffee.

It’s going to be a long night she thought to herself as settled in to her seat, her feet that wore fuzzy socks tucked in underneath her and Friday began to read.

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Sneak peek of a new fic I'm writing that I can relate to and I hope you all like it. ❤️

#tony stark #marvel #peter parker #robert downey jr #tom holland #avengers endgame #morgan stark #this might make people cry #please let me know if you like it #grief #avengers #fic writing

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monireh89 · 2 years

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I found out I’ve reached 1000 followers…..wow, guys thank you so much 😘🥳🤩

Sooooo….this occasion deserves a celebration! Here is my new illustration for a story A Beautiful Lie by RayRox360. @a-beautiful-lie-blog

“Promise...?"

An equally foreign word.

Tony's smile grew nonetheless. "I promise."

Peter felt another breath push past his lips, a sigh of relief he hadn't known he'd been holding in. Tony's hand moved down to his shoulder and as he felt the man pulling him closer, he strangely didn't resist. Instead, he just let himself be guided, let himself curl up against the man's side as he rested his cheek on his shoulder, Tony's arm wrapping securely around him.”

#fanart #mcu #peter parker #spiderman #irondad #spiderson #fic illustration #iron man #tony stark #tom holland #irondad fluff #robert downey jr.#a beautiful lie

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mayfriend · 11 months

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I’m sorry but I always just think of this when I read tabula rasa 😭

THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE MOOD.

#tabula rasa #asks #my fics #DSHJKFDASJFKASDF #NAILED IT #or that fuckin. robert downey jr kissing his kid's forehead vs chris hemsworth flailing his by the leg

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sunnysideprincess · 2 years

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You know the donut skit? Here's the SteveTony take:

Tony is eating the donut when he walks in. There's sprinkles on his battered old t-shirt. The stripped hoodie he and Nat always share has a bit of icing on its sleeve. Steve isn't even mad. Just a little annoyed. He had been saving that donut for after his shower. He was hungry. Is, he corrects when his stomach gives a deep rumble.

"Tony, are you eating my red, white and blue sprinkled donut?"

If it were anyone else, the head tilt and the confused hum would have been playing poke a hungry bear with a stick. As it is, it's Tony and the soft, slow blink framed by long, beautiful lashes makes something inside of him purr like an overly large cat.

"Oh?"

He gives Steve another blink after peeking at the donut, then takes a slow bite. A bit of icing and sprinkles sticks to his lower lip and Steve can only watch with baited breath as he licks it clean. He doesn't even realise he's got Tony backed against the fridge till their noses are almost touching, and he can almost taste the sugary sweetness on his tongue.

"You remember what I said would happen if you took it?"

"Something about raining down hellfire?"

He wipes off a spray of red sprinkles with his thumb, noticing how Tony's eyes are bright. Dangerously mischievous. Steve accepts the challenge in them and smiles.

"And here you are without an umbrella."

"My, whatever will I do?"

The kiss is sweet, soft and chaste at first. When Steve goes to deepen it, turn it into something else, someone clears their throat.

"Um," Wanda starts, eyes darting to the fridge they're both blocking the way to. "Can I have my watermelon slices?"

"Sure, kid," Tony says, giving her a charming smile.

He slides past Steve with all the grace of a dancer, snatching the discarded donut on his way out. He turns at the door, just as Wanda makes a victorious grab towards her plate. Even at this distance, his eyes are bright. Devious. Tony takes a bite of the donut, smiles, and then winks. Beckoning Steve to follow through his threat.

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