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stories-mostly · 4 years

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TikTok

(On the clock...)

Pairing: G/n! Reader x Peter Parker

Words: 912

Warnings: mild Swearing, mentions of homophobia and suicide of a historical figure (Alan Turing)

A/n: Heyo! I'm not dead! Suprise! Sorry about that. I'm pretty sure Starks bug will stay on hiatus for a bit longer if I ever continue it I do not know lol. But as an apology have this lil teeny tiny one shot of Peter and reader being Gen Z little guys. Or gal. Or pal. This is gender neutral. Also I did not know that I was capable of writing one shots lol. Everything always turns into long ass stories for me.

I wrote his entirely while riding the train to/from work so probably not my best work lol.

TikTok challenge

You were nervous and didn't know if this was gonna work. Recently you've become addicted to TikTok compilations. Mostly just the funny ones but you stumbled upon one that captured your interest.

The "I tried kissing my best friend" trend.

These were mostly a girl kissing her boy best friend. But there were also some gay ones.

Now, you have been trying to find the best way to confess to Peter for a while now. And since he is, arguably, one of your very best friends. And watches TikToks just as much as you do, what better way was there than a TikTok challenge?

He would never admit it but he did learn some dances with you. So it wasn't far fetched that you guys would at least try to film one together.

So what better time than when you're hanging out in his room together for this shitty little History project you partnered up for.

You were supposed to present about a historical figure from the last hundred years.

You guys had chosen Alan Turing but there was just SO much about the guy that you didn't know what to leave out of the presentation. It was only supposed to be a maximum of 15 minutes long but there was about 2 to 3 hours worth of material on him. You were making two separate lists now on what each of you found important to compare.

You threw your head back and groaned. Your list currently looked like this:

Gay

Genius

Most likely had autism

Computer inventer???

Enigma machine de-coder

Genius like really smart lots of inventions

Chemically castrated cause he was gay

English? Does that matter?

Died by suicide by cyanide on an apple

Meanwhile Peter was typing away. He probably understood what all these inventions did. He loved the guy. Saying he was before his time. And basically just as smart as Howard Stark.

Peter chuckled at your exasperation.

Which made you smile despite your frustration. It was super hard to stay annoyed when he laughed.

"Do you want to take a break?" He asked sympathetic as always.

"Fuck yeah!"

You both sprung up and went to the kitchen to cash in some well deserved snacks. Leaving the laptops and papers in Peter's room, strewn about wherever.

You'd probably regret not cleaning up later. But now was snack time.

You searched the pantries, knowing your favourite snacks were in one of them. You had been friends long enough for May to stock up on your favourites as well. Just as she did with Ned's.

Speaking of her.

"May still at work?" You asked and sat on the kitchen counter after finding what you were looking for.

"Yeah, she won't be back until late today."

Perfect opportunity to play out your plan.

"Oh!" You paused before you continued. "How about we film a TikTok then?"

"About what?" Peter smiled at the thought.

You shrugged. "Maybe we learn this one dance with the elbows out and then the." You demonstrated poorly though better than Peter would do it.

Jutting your elbows out one after the other and then shaking your shoulders a little and clapping your hands together. You had no clue what this dance was called. Only that many people in TikTok compilations were doing it. You could probably just look at ones tags but honestly that was too much work for you. Well, you were just lazy.

Peter recognized the dance and tried to stiffly copy you. You smiled.

"Oh I need to film this." It was true, while Peter had really fluid motions usually, especially when he was Spiderman. As soon as he was supposed to have fluid motion he was as stiff as a board. Particularly when he was dancing. You always loved to film him learning a dance.

You propped up your phone on the counter and tried to use it as a mirror. Pressing record, the music began.

"Just do it. The more you do it the better you get." Probably, but you didn't say that.

The first three rounds were legit. You, while not the best, were miles better than Peter. You couldn't help but laugh at yourself. The phone used as a mirror.

You looked at each other with big smiles and your heart skipped a beat. There was maybe a second of tension while the music continued playing.

And you moved in. Butterflies fluttering you closed your eyes. Lips connected in a short, and very sweet kiss.

Peter was taken aback but moved towards you as you moved away. Reconnecting your lips in a longer. More moving kiss.

Your stomachs made flips and you couldn't help it, you smiled into Peters lips.

There you stood now, in Peter's kitchen arms wrapped around each other. Your noses were so close they were touching as you looked into each others eyes. Peter's cheeks were a faint pink while your entire face felt like you've just opened an oven to check on a cake.

"You don't know, how often I thought about doing this before." You whispered not really wanting to break the silence.

Peter's smile grew bigger as he pulled you closer.

"Why didn't you!? I've liked you for so long!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

You laughed. And Peter joined in. You could get used to this feeling.

The TikTok could be found on the platform within the next few hours. You had to choose the perfect clips of your friendship to include before the kiss.

You loved the video.

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stories-mostly · 4 years

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Restart | Avengers x Male! Reader | 11

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Avengers x Male! Reader (romantically: multiple)

Plot: Dr. Strange said there was only one possibility of winning the battle against Thanos.

But when (Name) is forced into the past and into his younger body, he’s suddenly given the chance to start over and prevent the future from happening again.

So which route are you going to take? Are you going to risk the future and take preventative measures, or live life with the Avengers for the next 4 years, knowing what will soon come?

A/N: Different format this time, taken like a video log, though it’s mostly dialogue.

[Action: enter folder titled ‘Project Renaissance’.]

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[Enter Password: |]

[Enter Password: 1R0NM4NSU|]

[Enter Password: 1R0NM4NSUXXAP3XRUL35 |]

[Action: enter.]

…

[Password Accepted.]

[Accessing…]

[Enter folder name.]

[Action: “video logs”.]

[Searching…]

[Folder ‘Video Logs’ found. Would you like to play from the beginning?]

[Action: “Yes.”]

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[Playing… “uh i don’t know name it whatever you want”, date created: 10-23-2013.]

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“Is this thing on? Hello? Hell-o?”

#this is one of my fav series ever #check it out its really great

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stories-mostly · 5 years

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!Reader

=Masterlist=

Guess what? I'm back with another chapter! And also had a revelation when writing but it had nothing to do with writing. It's just that I realized that mammoths weren't mammoths to the people that lived with them is all. Blew my mind straight out the window. Anyway, enjoy.

Words: 2764

Warnings: none

Chapter 19

So turns out that letter your teacher gave you to hand your dad was an invitation for a parent teacher conference so now you and your dad were sitting opposite Mrs Foster who was going on over your grades and work. She was saying that she had been giving you more difficult work that was for 4th graders and above to test her theory.

You were extremely under challanged with the second grade material. And understood more advanced materials with ease. Meaning now you should seriously consider what to do now. And there really were just two options. Skip a grade or be given more advanced courses and material while remaining in the same grades as your friends.

And with that you and your dad were left to make that decision.

Your dad wasn't a fan of the idea of skipping a grade. He feared that you might not be able to befriend older kids that would be your classmates. Not that he told you that but he's just worried. About everything to be honest but especially things that concern you.

The day after the talk with the teacher he sat you down and explained to you in detail what either thing would do. And left you to form your own opinion.

It was a lot to take in for an almost 8 year old. So you did what sounded coolest to you and your friends. And all of you thought it would be really cool for you to skip some grades.

So you told your dad that you want to skip instead of getting advanced work. The teachers gave your dad lots of the curricular of the 4th grade for you to test your knowledge with. So on weekends and after school you got different homework then your peers. 4th grade math, English and such. To everyone's surprise it was easy and didn't took longer than your usual homework. So one more grade was put on the skip list.

5th grade work was harder and at least gave you a bit of a challenge but it wasn't impossible so arrangements were made that if your grades held up you would be skipping 3rd and 4th grade.

You found that very exciting and worked hard despite school not being challenging at all. And when summer break arrived you were given the clear to skip the next two grades. The next school year you will be in 5th grade.

You won't be changing schools though as your school was both elementary and middle school in one. It was just different rooms.

But you didn't have to worry about that yet. Because it was finally summer break and you could lounge about at home and do whatever the f you want!

You, your dad, Pepper, and Happy were all spending the break in New York for the most part. Because they were planning on building a tower there which is cool in your opinion. Peppers idea. What wasn't so cool however was that you had to spend a considerable amount of time inside of office buildings or the apartment they had rented, as both of them were busy and neither really wanted to go outside in this city and cause a ruckus. So Happy was basically a godsend whenever he was free.

When he didn't have to drive anyone around he spends time with you. You actually got to explore the city because of him.

Today Happy was taking you around Central Park while your dad were in a meeting room discussing the buying of some property where they want to build that tower.

You were meanwhile making friends in the park. And were all around having a much more pleasant time.

You were climbing up a tree near the playground when a boy approached you.

"Woah you're really high up!" The boy pointed out. And you were. The branches were getting thinner though so you couldn't climb much higher.

"You're really good at climbing." He pointed out and you responded with a polite "Thank you."

Making your way down you jumped off the last branch and landed infront of the kid.

"My name is Y/n, do you wanna play together?"

"Yes! What do you want to play?" The boy responded in high pitched happy tone, not giving you his name.

The two of you wandered back onto the playground and dug as deep a hole into the sand as possible together.

"Its like a tiger trap." The boy mused and your head lit up with an idea.

"We can cover it up like a trap!" You stood up, wiped the sand off your legs and ran off looking for branches and leaves. Just like in TV.

You told the other boy to do the same and put it next to the hole. Together you covered the hole with sticks, then threw on the leaf litter and topped it off with sand.

It was still clearly visible if you looked for it, but from above it just looked like an average little sand mount.

"Now we only have to wait for tigers to smell the meat." The boy said as he placed a rock on top of the mount as a lure.

"We better hide." You pointed out and the two of you ran off the hide behind a tree to wait for the tiger to come.

And the tiger came. But not like you'd have expected. Happy, who had been reading something on his cell phone before looked up and realized you were gone out of his sight.

He jumped to his feet and looked about the playground not noticing the newly covered up hole in his search for you. With one step he broke the twigs and branches and his foot disappeared into the hole.

You bust out giggling as you ran forward to shout about the tiger being captured.

The boy was more shocked, he seemed flustered and apologetic towards your uncle.

"Are you hurt sir?" He asked shyly expecting the worst.

"No kiddo it's fine. That's a nice trap you two build there. Can you fill it back up so nobody else falls in?" He directed the last question at you. You sighed, nodded and got to work. The boy joined you and soon enough the hole was no more. Happy gave you a thumbs up at that and you turned back to your new friend.

"Eugene, it's time to go." It sounded from the benches not even 10 minutes into your new game. A younger looking woman was waiting there looking over the playground.

You turned your head to see which one of the kids were going when your friend started to leave.

Oh, so his name was Eugene.

You followed him to, what you assumed was his mother. Not really ready to have him go yet.

"Do we have to?" Eugene sulked but was beside her non the less.

"Yes, your mother said she'll meet us at the zoo in 15 minutes. So we have to go now."

"You're going to the Zoo?" You chimed in grinning.

"Yes, what's your name?" The lady who was not his mother asked.

"Y/n, and you?"

"Just call me Claudia. Yes, we're going to the zoo. Are you alone here? Where are your parents?"

"My uncle is right there."

She asked you a few more polite questions a person might ask to entertain a strangers child.

"We have to go now. Eugene be nice and say Goodbye to your friend." She finally said and pushed said boy forward a little. He hugged you a bit too tightly and waved to you as he left. Being polite you waved back.

So that's that.

With a sigh you turned to Happy who was now writing something in his phone. How boring. You wished you had your costume so you could play superhero.

Now that Eugene was gone you didn't know what to do with yourself. So you did the next logical thing and plopped yourself down next to Happy and stared off I to the abyss.

"You ready to leave?" Happy asked after putting away his phone.

"Yeah."

And so you both stood up and started walking along a nearby path. As you were walking Happy pulled up his arm to look at the watch on his wrist.

"We still have about an hour to spare. What do you wanna do?"

A lightbulb went off in your head and your whole demeanour changed in an instant.

"Can we go to the zoo?"

"The zoo? Sure." So Happy being the all knowing person he is turned and steered you in the direction of the central park zoo.

After paying you sprinted from exhibit to exhibit looking to spot as many animals as you could and maybe even spot Eugene again.

Happy could barely keep track of you in the crowds of people. It was summer vacation so lots of people were visiting the small zoo.

For the next animals you walked into a building. Happy however walked past it not having seen you enter it. You were oblivious to his absence and stared at the cute lil snake in it's big terrarium.

When you reached the exit you turned to see how far Happy was lagging behind you. When you saw that he wasn't. Now you were small and he could be just behind some tall people so you waited a little thinking he'd come eventually.

But he didn't. So you panicked. Much like Happy who was backtracking to where he last saw you. Just a few seconds after he passed the exit you came out looking like the scared kid you were.

You were already thinking about how you'd get to the apartment on your own. You sort of know the way, but only barely. And the address was out of the question.

You wanted to cry, but you knew that that wouldn't help. And also you didn't like crying in the first place, much less in public. So with a blurred vision you pushed past groups and families in a blind search for your uncle.

Meanwhile he was debating whether calling the police right now was a bit too early. What about your dad? He would have his head if something happens to you.

You passed the seal enclosure and climbed up on a bench trying to see over the crowd, looking for any sign of the one person that could save you in this situation. Your family and teacher had told you what to do in the case you were in but in your panic everything flew out the window. The whole "stay put" "find a family and ask for help" "find an employee/Police officer" wasn't coming to mind right now. All that was on your mind was that you were alone and scared and in a city that you didn't know.

A woman looked in your direction and frowned. She saw the distressed look on your face and came over tugging along a boy not much younger than you. Followed by an adult man.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" She asked prompting you to look to her. She saw the tears building in your eyes and knew what happened.

"I can't find my uncle." You said your voice wavering dangerously, confirming her suspicion.

"Sit down sweetheart. What's your name? Mine's May." She said softly laying her hand on your forearm.

"Y-Y/n."

"Alright Y/n, do you know what your uncles name is? What does he look like?" The man now asked, he was crouching down in front of you.

The boy sat down on the other side of you, obviously concerned.

"His na-me is, is Happy but that's not his real name," you explained as the almost crying hiccups in your breath started, "His real name is, is Harold Hogan. And hes taller- than you and chubby. Wi-th brown hair that is short."

May was taking mental notes, the guy sounded sort of familiar.

"And what's your full name, sweetie?" She asked.

"(Full/n)-Stark." You said as the damm finally broke. You wanted to go home, you wanted your dad, you wanted to not be here right now. It was all to much and you just let it out as the younger boy patted your back.

May had been stunned speechless by your name but called into action as your cries reached her ears.

"Shhh, shhh, baby it's alright, well find him don't worry." As she consoled with words she also pulled you into her arms. This was just supposed to be a nice afternoon with Peter and her Husband and now it turned into a rescue mission for a celebrity's child. But you were a child first, and a very scared one at that.

As your sobs quieted down she had made a decision on how to find the man.

"Y/n, are you alright to stay here for a moment? I'll go look for your uncle and you stay here with Ben and Peter, okay?" She pointed at the two people who had accompanied her respectively to show which ones which.

You nodded reluctantly and leaned against the back of the bench. Now with a red nose and slightly puffy eyes.

"Peter, you look over him okay?"

The boy, Peter nodded dutifully and took your hand and started talking after May had left.

"Are you okay now?" His voice was full of concern.

You nodded.

"Do you want some water?" Ben now asked and held a bottle towards you.

"No, thank you."

It was silent for a moment. None really knowing what to do.

"Okay, let's talk about your day then shall we?" The adult tried again, attempting to keep your mind from worrying thoughts, "What did you do today?"

"I was at the Playground. And I played with a boy named Eugene."

"That's nice, me and Peter made breakfast together today. Right Pete?"

"Yeah! We made bug pancakes to surprise aunt May," the boy beamed, " They were bigger than my face and we put syrup and strawberries and stuff on them! Do you like pancakes?"

"Yeah. But I never eat them with strawberries."

"Why not? They're tasty like that!"

"Because Pepper is allergic and so we can't have them incase the strawberry stuff gets on other stuff. It's called cross contamination and it's dangerous if you're allergic."

"That sucks!"

"Hey!" Ben chimed in at that kind of language.

"Do you at least like Strawberries?"

You shrugged. They weren't your favourite but definetly not the worst.

May looked around herself quickly spotting an employee of the zoo. But before she could approach them for help a better option walked into her vision. The man himself looking around panicked, trying to spot the small lost child in the crowd.

"Excuse me!" She half shouted and jogged over to him.

"Excuse me are you maybe looking for a little lost boy?"

Happy's head turned up with a mixture of relief and confusion.

"Yes! Hes about this big, (colour) hair, wears a Blue T-shirt with a lion on it. His name is Y/n."

"That's him, I found him looking for you over there, follow me."

"Oh my God, thank you so much! I can't tell you how grateful I am that you found him!" Happy followed her to the bench were you were animatedly talking with the young boy over various breakfast foods.

"Y/n!"

You perked up at the familiar voice. Before you could even process that your uncle was there you were already swooped up into a hug. Happy visibly relaxed having you back on his radar. With a sigh he put you back on your feet and took your hand in his.

"I don't know how I can thank you Mrs...."

"Parker, and it's nothing really. I'm sure anyone would have done the same." She waved him off.

Happy contemplated before coming up with a thank you thing to do.

Next thing you know you're holding hands with Peter and eating some ice cream together with the three adults.

Peter had taken your other hand as soon as Happy started to walk towards the ice cream vendor and was now talking about everything and nothing inbetween licks of strawberry flavoured ice cream as you wandered through the zoo together. Closely followed by Happy, May and Ben, who you felt very uncomfortable adressing with their first name.

Half an hour later the ice cream long finished you parted ways with the Parker family having turned the bad thing into something great. You've also learned a lot about Peter. Apparently he really likes both animals and Superheroes and was fumbling with excitement when you told him that not only did you have a pet but you also had a superhero dad.

On the ride home you gushed very excitedly to Happy about the boy and his interests. Your new friend was so cool in your opinion even if he was a year younger.

Peter was doing the same on his ride home. Not being able to comprehend that he just met the kid of Iron Man! Who kept a crayfish as a pet! Who does that? He just met someone who did. And he didn't even know he was gonna meet him again not all that long into the future.

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stories-mostly · 5 years

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!reader

=Masterlist=

Finally! This took me so long to write like what the hell. Anyway enjoy :)

Words: 2044

Warnings: None

Chapter 18

"Can I help?" You looked over your dads shoulder as he opened the first case and dug through it.

"Don't you have homework? Do that first and then we'll see."

Begrudgingly you sauntered off and got your school stuff. It's not like it's that important anyway, at least how you saw it.

You sat down in your room and solved some easy math, wrote a few sentences about an animal that you liked (Mr. Krabs) and you were done.

You took the papers and wandered towards the lab to show your dad your work.

"What're you doing?"

You almost jumped out of your skin when Phil's voice suddenly sounded beside you.

You totally forgot that he was even there.

"I'm going to show dad my homework so I can help him!"

You held out the papers for him to see. Phil took them gently and looked over them with interest.

"This is all correct. Did you write about the Spongebob character?"

You chuckled and took your homework back.

"No! Mr. Krabs is my crayfish! Do you wanna see him? He's an old boy!" You lead the man to one of the lounge rooms off to the side where Krabs' big tank was housed. The tank had a lot of plants so it was sometimes hard to see him. You looked through the little plants and saw him in one of his big hides, only his head sticking out.

"Look there, that's Mr Krabs. He's already two years old! Crayfish don't live very long in tanks, but when they get treated nicely they can live for up to 8 years! That's older than I am!"

"Really? What do they eat?"

"Everything! That's why he doesn't have any fish friends, he'd just eat them."

"I don't think they eat everything."

"He does."

Phil chuckled but didn't argue further. You talked a little longer until you remembered what you wanted to do before and scarpered off towards the lab.

"Dad I'm done!" You shouted as you pushed the door open. Your dad was sitting in his comfortable chair reading through the books of his dad.

"Great! Show it!"

You handed over your homework and your dad let his eyes wander over it.

"Looks like it's all okay. Grab yourself a notebook and get to reading." He praised and pointed to the open case.

You did as told and sat down on your dads lap to read the smelly old book.

There were some really cool drawings in there, and some math you hadn't seen before. When you showed your dad he said it wasn't anything important. So you read and you read and you got bored. As seven year olds do when a task isn't fun anymore.

You put a piece of paper in the notebook and walked back over to the case.

You dug through it til you found something that looked interesting.

A little model airplane. Your dad said you could play with it so you did. Making loud noises and basically setting up a racetrack in the air.

Meanwhile your dad was back to digging through the case. Another handbook for the trash.

He only peaked your interest again when he put up what looked to you like a camera and put in one of those really long tape rolls you had only seen in TV.

"What're you doing?"

"Setting this up so we can watch what's on these films." He said as he put up some speakers.

"But it says it right here on the case," You said and grabbed the round casing, "these are outtakes! From a commercial? For Stark Expo!"

"Yes yes but we don't know what's said on them until we watch."

You shrugged in agreement and made yourself comfortable in your dads chair.

"Hey! Shoo. That's my seat." He chuckled and made a shooing motion with his hand.

You shook your head and crossed your arms in a teasing manner.

"Well, I guess I'm gonna have to sit on you now." He shrugged and turned around.

"Nooooooo." You said and pushed him away with your hands and feet laughing. You got off the chair and let your dad sit down just to plop yourself on his lap. Leaning into his chest as the clips started playing.

The man on the screen talked on about stark expo until he messed up, swore, and another clip started. He looked very weird in your opinion, not at all like your dad. So that was your grandpa. A person who swears a lot and has a really weird beard.

You settled further into your dads chest as you continued to be fixated on the screen. You had never taken a good look at the old pictures your dad kept. It hadn't interested you at all.

You knew he was dead so there was something entirely weird about seeing him so alive on screen talking about things that still exist today. While he doesn't. And while you knew what death was you couldn't yet grasp the concept of it entirely.

With these sort of existential questions you fell asleep snuggled against your dads chest facing the screen. It took Tony quite a while to notice you being asleep. Too concentrated on the books and screen to see you half snoring with your mouth squashed open and drooling out of the corner of your mouth.

Carefully he picked you up and brought you to bed without waking you at all.

After having delivered you to the bed he went straight back into the lab. Still continuing to search for.... well something.

Phil was on school bus duty as he put it. He was driving this really big black car with tinted windows. Your dad told him the name of your school and said goodbye to you.

A few minutes into the mostly silent car ride Phil started talking.

"So. How do you like school so far? You're in second grade, right?"

"It's okay. I like playing with my friends a lot. But the classes are boring. I already know all of the stuff they talk about."

"Really? Maybe you're a little too smart for second grade then? What are your grades like?"

"Good I think. But my dad says that grades don't actually show how smart someone is."

"That's true. But they're still important."

"For what? I'm only 7."

Phil fell silent. That was true. And so he quickly changed the topic until you were dropped off onto school grounds.

School, as always, was pretty boring. At least the classes were. Your friends and you had played hide and seek on break and in the second break you sat around and talked while eating your food. Mostly about videogames. Jason, who had sort of taken up the leader position really liked that topic. And so you stayed on it.

Your homeroom teacher gave you a note to give to your dad and with that the schoolday ended and you got into Phil's car again.

"How was school today?" He asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.

"Like normal. Mrs. Foster gave me a note for dad."

"Really? What about?"

"I don't know." You shrugged not having read it at

You and Phil guessed what the teacher could've written on the letter all the way until you were home.

Walking into the house you immediately knew something was up as there was a big hole in the floor reaching through to the lab.

You walked down not knowing what to expect, leaving your bag near the hole and Phil to follow in a normal pace.

There definitely was something going on. As there were giant tubes taking up most of the space in the lab.

"What's this?" You asked excited at the thought of a new project.

"Welcome back. This will help us finish what your grandfather started." Tony said ominously but completed his statement soon after. "We're going to create a new element"

You were dumbfounded, you could do that? Just go out there and create a new element? The hell? You knew that people could discover new elements but create them? That's so cool.

Today was a day you decided that your dad was most definitely the coolest person on earth.

"That's so cool! You're the coolest, daddy!" you said and gave him a hug.

Just then Phil entered the lab.

"Can you hand me the spirit level?"

"Yeah!" you said, happily trotting over to the pile of tools laying next to and even under a box. The spirit level was right on top so you didn't have to pull or wedge it out of that mess. Handing your dad the spirit level he placed it on top of the tubes and sighed. Its uneven.

Just then Phil pulled out what looked like a Captain America shield prototype and asked what it was doing here.

"That is exactly what I need." Your dad took the shield and Phil lifted the coil so he could wedge the shield under it.

"Perfectly level. What do you want?"

Just then Phil told the news of his reassignment and your face fell. You liked Phil. Despite not knowing him all that well he was fun to be around. So when he turned to say goodbye to you you hugged him.

"Can you tell me what you were doing when we see each other again?" You asked jutting out your lower lip and drawing your eyebrows together.

"Sure thing sport. I'll send you a postcard." He smiled and with that you let go and let him leave with a wave.

The new element was created not long after Phil had left. It was a great spectacle to watch. The laser had left its mark on the wall and the element shone brightly as it was created.

Your dad took it for testing to the computer and plugged it in.

"This'll take a while do you have any idea what we could do while we wait?" he asked turning to you.

You had just the thing.

After several hours of intense playing with your dolls and action figures your father had to go to New York. Stark Expo and all of that. You would have really loved to go but he said no.

So you had your own little concert in the living room. Singing along loudly to all the songs Jarvis played for you. Pretending you were on a big stage being the best singer to ever live on your world tour.

"LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS! TO DEFEAT thE hunnns"

"This ain't a sCeENe it's a GOD. DAMN. ARMS-RACE"

and so on.

After your throat started to feel a bit sore you stopped and started doing whatever came to mind.

You had recently gotten a bow and technically you're not allowed to shoot it inside the house but who is going to catch you? Jarvis never told on you before and everyone who could be is in New York.

You placed some plastic bottles on a table which stood at the opposite side of the room and shot at them.

First without the force but you got frustrated when you didn't hit anything so you got help in aiming by your little powers and then just shot the arrows without the bow.

All was fun until the doorbell rung. Your stomach dropped. Everyone was in New York. So who was at the door..?

"Who's there Jarvis?" you basically whispered.

"It's a pizza delivery, Mr. Stark had told me to order you some food as he won't be back until late. There is money on the kitchen counter."

"Oh, okay!" you said and ran into the kitchen relieved that it wasn't a bad guy coming for you. You were pretty much out of breath when you reached the door, money in hand.

"Hello! Is this my pizza?" you asked right after having opened the door.

"Uh, yeah a Pepperoni one right?" The man looked a bit taken aback, obviously not having expected a child to Open the door in the kind of house you're in.

"Yes! Thank you!" you took the carton out of his hands after giving him the money.

"You can keep all of it. Have a nice day!" you said and basically slammed the door shut in his face.

You had just given him a hundred dollars for a maybe 15$ pizza. You probably made that guys day and didn't know it.

You ate the pizza and watched a Disney movie before Jarvis told you to go brush your teeth and go to bed. You ignored him and took a bath too. Spending most of your time playing in the water rather than actually cleaning yourself.

You fell asleep around 11 pm on your father's bed. And woke up the next day right next to him. And Pepper on your other side. Huh.

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Ha, Nice.

#thank yall for that lol #(i missed all milestones so far but not that one lol)#now this blog has more followers than my main one #which i guess should mean I'm a decent writer #thats like a crazy amount of people so again thank you

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!reader

=Masterlist=

Sorry that it took so long, I cannot promise anything regular lol. Anyways we're slowly making our way through Iron man 2 and I think the next one or two chapters will be the last playing in said movie :)

Warnings: none

Words: 1846

Chapter 17

Your dad's birthday was coming up. Actually, it was tomorrow, so you were busy with the construction of a paper mache figure of an Iron man suit to really pay attention to the happenings around you.

And you were gonna sleep over at Happys house tommorow because you had missed him and he just came back from vacation. So you had to be finished the day before the birthday, and that day is today so you were working high speed on painting the hardened human figure as accurately as possible. You were looking at 3d models of the suit on the screen in the lab while coloring the tiny figure. You had kicked Tony out since you couldn't work on his present infront of him.

Finished you placed it to dry on the desk in your room and went to go pack a bag for the sleepover.

"Jarvis? What do I need for a sleepover?" you asked pulling your favorite backpack out of your closet.

"I'd say you will need a change of clothing, your Pyjamas, and toiletries, sir. Of course, you can also pack some toys if you want to. And don't forget your school supplies." Jarvis informed and you asked for a list which he gave. Instructing you where to put what before placing it in a convenient order into your bag.

"Thank you, Jarvis!" you said putting your backpack beside your bed so you couldn't miss it as soon as you woke up. Even though Happy would only pick you up in the afternoon.

At bedtime, you were knocked out within a minute. The stress of not being finished with the figure having worn you out pretty good.

"Daddy! Happy Birthday, I have something for you!" you half shouted holding the present behind your back as you ran into the lab.

"Thank you, Bug. What is it?" Your dad said in a tired tone. He had probably been awake all night.

"Which hand?" you made him guess not dulling your great mood.

"Left," he said and you shook your head and showed him the empty hand.

"Ta-da!" you said pulling the figure from behind your back and presented it to your father.

"I've made you an Iron man! Now we can play together!" you said.

"Aw, thank you so much, Bug. I love it. Let's play together before lunch okay?" he suggested and you nodded excitedly.

The day went by slowly but your father did as promised and played with you for a little while.

"I guess now I have to make you an action figure as well, huh?" He joked but your eyes lit up and Tony realised that you were keen on that idea.

"Can you do that!? That would be so cool!"

The day passed by quickly and lunch today was a small birthday cake. It tasted nice and was full of colours on the inside.

Pepper, Natalie, and of course Happy all walked into the living room while you were watching TV not all that long after lunch and a play session with your dad.

"HAPPY!" You screeched in excitement and flung yourself at the man. "I missed you." You hugged him and were put back onto your feet just after.

"Missed you too, you little koala." He ruffled your hair.

"Can we go now?"

"Let me say hello to your dad first," you took his hand and followed him into the kitchen where your dad was more arguing than talking with the two women that had been brought over by Happy.

Happy said his hello, received a hug, and was told to just go already by you. You ran to get dressed and get your backpack while Happy waited in the living room.

"Everything ready?"

"Yep."

"Then go say goodbye to Tony and the others." He said and took your backpack as you skipped over hugging everyone goodbye and told them goodnight in advance. Even Natalie received a hug despite you not knowing her very well. You liked and trusted her to be a nice enough person.

Happy lived in a rather nice apartment close to the city centre. It was well lived in and felt very much like a home. It also had that distinct Happy-smell. Just like when you hugged him real close.

"So any idea what we're gonna do all night?" He asked as you wandered around his living space inspecting everything.

"Ooh can we play with your Playstation?" You asked right after spotting the device.

"Do you know how to play?"

You shook your head. While some of your friends had one you didn't. You did however own a gameboy, the ones you can flip open and shut, with tons of games on it, and a Wii that you barely used. How different can a playstation really be?

"Let's see. What game do you wanna play? I've got tons, come look." Happy said rather cheerfully and pulled out a bunch of what he deemed child friendly enough games for you to look at.

"This one looks cool." You said and grabbed one named 'Portal'. It was still in the plastic wrapping.

"Sure. I guess well have to learn together then." He took off the plastic and read a little bit on the back. "But we can't play it together though."

"That's okay." You said and grabbed the case. While you were opening the case and getting out the disk, your uncle was turning both TV and console on, taking out the game he had left in it.

Both of you played the game taking turns for about two hours. Well, closer to one and a half but who's keeping track. You liked the fact that you were a robot. You didn't like the fact that you and Happy got stuck pretty often. Not quite knowing what to do to finish a level. In the end you didn't get very far. But Happy also had racing games so you played those instead. You were bad with the controls at first, but with a little help and encouragement you actually passed Happy a few times.

The both of you went from one game to another and back. Ultimately ending up in a boxing game. It was technically for older kids but you could deal with it. It wasn't all that bad.

"This is nothing like the real deal." Happy complained a little as you K.O.ed him once more by just spamming random buttons.

"How would you know?" You teased.

"Because I was a boxer once."

Happy was saying this like it was obvious. You on the other hand were shocked.

"What!?" Why didn't anybody ever tell you that? Happy frowned and turned to you after pausing the game.

"You didn't know?"

"No. Since when?"

"Before I worked for your dad. How did you not know? I box with Tony on a regular basis." He was just as flabbergasted as you but for other reasons, obviously.

"I thought you were just playing."

He couldn't say anything to follow that up. Was it really not obvious that he was once a pro?

"Did you win?" You asked now very much intrigued.

"Win what?"

"The matches, did you win in the boxing matches?"

"Yeah. Yeah of course. You wanna see my trophies?"

"You have trophies!?" Your eyes widened as you jumped up in excitement. Hell yeah you wanted to see trophies!

Happy showed you a bunch of golden boxer trophies. Most were of men in boxing gear, other were just boxing gloves, and some didn't have anything statue like at all.

It was rad.

This was just like finding out Happys real name wasn't Happy all over again. You were 5 and almost cried at the revelation. You did cry when Pepper chimed in and said her name wasn't Pepper either.

And the gears in your head started turning. Nickname, boxing, most trophies had his nickname on them but a few very old ones didn't.

"So this is why we call you Happy?" You pointed almost accusingly at the plates on the nearest trophy.

"Yeah."

"Woah."

After cooking and eating and then leaving the dishes in the sink you got yourself ready for bed. You called your dad to wish him goodnight and watched random movies with Happy until you were sound asleep.

The next morning you woke up first. Happy was snoring on the couch as you wandered through his apartment before going to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

After your uncle woke up and you guys had breakfast you made your way to school which is where you told everyone about your uncle being a professional Boxer and having trophies in his house. Your friends were really impressed.

To your surprise it wasn't anyone you expected picking you up. In the usual black car sat Natalie smiling at you. The teacher already knew her so you were allowed to go with her.

"Why are you picking me up?" You asked standing in the legroom in the back and leaning over the seat infront of you.

"Your dad's grounded and everyone else was busy dealing with that."

"Grounded? But he's an adult. Do you mean house arrest? Did he do a crime?"

"Not in particular." She smiled and told you to buckle up. On the ride home you chatted with her about what you found out yesterday. She was smiling and told you that she already knew that.

Nat parked the car in front of the house and you skipped into your home not expecting it to be torn to shreds.

You saw your dad sitting in one of your see through chairs. Next to him was Fury, you hadn't seen him since last year. Ignoring the big shattered window you ran over to him and let yourself fall onto his lap.

"I'm back!"

"Welcome back, bugger." He said and ruffled your hair.

"Hi Mr Fury." You grinned at the man who returned your greeting with a nod.

Two agents carried in a case of something and Fury stood up saying he had "a two o'clock" whatever that is supposed to mean you don't know.

Your dad didn't know what he was supposed to get and argued a bit about it.

"Natasha will remain a floater at Stark industries with her cover intact. And you remember Agent Coulson, right?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, and Tony, I got my eye on you." Fury and your dad looked at each other for a short while before Fury left.

Natasha said there was no communication with the outside world and left. Wait, Natasha? What is going on? Phil said something about Supernanny? What? Was he threatening your dad?

As he also turned away you finally had a chance to speak up.

"What is going on?"

"Long story." Your dad said but that wasn't at all satisfying all the questions you had.

"What happened to the window?"

"Broke it."

"How?"

"With the suit."

"Why?"

"Was an accident."

"Why is Natalie, Natasha now? Is she a spy?"

Your dad paused, "Yes, actually."

"I knew it. And what about Mr Fury? Why was he here? And why are you Grounded? Did you do something bad?"

"Kid, stop asking questions. I don't have all the answers right now." He said in a slightly frustrated but still nice enough tone.

He looked at the box left by the agents.

"H. Stark? Your name doesn't start with H."

"Its my old man's."

"I didn't know you have dad."

"Oh my God," Tony chuckled and grabbed the box's handle, "how else would I be here if I didn't have a dad?"

"....true." you said and tried to help and push the box towards the elevator.

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Stark's Bug Tony Stark x son!reader (platonic)

Chapter: 1; 2; 3; 4; 5; 6; 7; 8; 9; 10; 11; 12; 13; 14; 15; 16; 17; 18; 19

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x son!reader

=Masterlist=

And we're back baby. Sorry for the long wait but it had to be done. I was stressed to the brim lol. Anyway this chapter is a little cute and domestic cutouts of what Tony has to deal with every day lol. Happy Pride and have fun reading.

Warnings: zero to none

Words: 2079

Chapter 16

After the trip everything, and everyone, was busy. Happy had taken a week long vacation. Pepper and Natalie were having to call and answer calls from all kinds of government people. And Tony was in his lab researching about the dude who attacked him. Ivan something something if you remember correctly.

The news weren't above it either.

What was worse for you though was the stress hanging in the air. It seemed like nobody would be happy about you interrupting their work. But you also didn't know what to do with yourself. So you sat there on the ground looking off into space thinking about anything and nothing at the same time.

Then you decided to just walk around the house for a bit. Maybe you'll find something to do. As you turned the corner you saw a familiar and loved face appear not far away.

"UNCLE RHODEY!" You screeched and jumped into his arms.

"Hey there, champ. What's new?"

"Everybody is suuuuper busy and boring right now," you complained.

"Well, yeah. The attack yesterday was pretty shocking for a lot of people."

You shrugged and were put back onto the ground.

"I guess. What are you doing here?"

"I have to have a word with your dad about what happened."

"Ugh, you too?" You groaned and threw your head back.

"Yeah. Many important people are mad about what happened. They think Tony can't protect them so they want to take the suits away."

"Like the government?"

"Yes and the military and so on."

"But you're in the military?" You questioned as you were walking into the living room.

"Don't worry. I'm trying to protect him." He smiled at you and asked the room where your dad was right now.

You followed behind him but he turned around and stopped you.

"Sorry, bud. But I'm gonna have to talk with him alone, okay?"

"Why!?" You crossed your arms.

"Because I'll say some choice words you aren't allowed to use yet."

You huffed and sat down on the couch still pouting. You were allowed to go anywhere you want! This was your house!

Still angry your stomach growled loudly. So you left for the kitchen, took some food and sulked off into your room.

The next morning you woke up to a quiet and empty house. Which got you into a chipper mood.

For Tony Stark it was time to let off some off that pent up energy from sitting in the lab all day and night since he got back.

But inside the gym awaited a peculiar scene. There were you, pushing weights with all your might onto a mat layed out on the floor.

"Hey Buddy, what are you doing?" He asked both curious and amused.

You turned away from the task at hand to explain.

"I want to test how much I can lift!"

"With your hands or force?"

"The force!"

"Okay. Don't hurt yourself, alright?"

"I won't" and with that you turned back around to the task at hand. Tony watched you after changing into his gym clothes. You were so focused on scribbling into your notebook that you didn't know he was watching.

He looked on as you picked up one after another weight, putting them down inbetween to write something. He cheered you on inwardly as you struggled to lift another one and add it to the ones already floating about in the room. You added some more until it all finally came tumbling down with a loud thud that made the floor vibrate. Quickly moving to your notebook you wrote down the final amount you had lifted.

"Look how much I can lift, daddy!" You ran up to him holding up your little notebook proudly.

Tony grabbed it to stop it from moving and his eyes almost fell out of his head as he read the number with three lines under it.

"212lbs!? Wow, that's a lot," he exclaimed engulfing you in a big hug.

"That's more than 4 times my weight!" You talked on and showed him the math you had done in your book.

"No way. Wow." He paused thinking about all the documentaries on animals he had watched that talked about this kind of thing.

"That's just like an eagle!" He finally said remembering the documentary he watched with you just recently.

You frowned but shrugged. You'll take that.

"I guess your superhero name should be Eagle from now on." He joked but you shook your head.

"There is already someone named Eagle in Captain Magics team. I can't steal his name." You said matter of factly and walked off to begin cleaning up after yourself.

Meanwhile Tony wondered where Happy was for their sparring match today.

He pulled out his phone to call but then something made an elevator sound in his brain. Happy was on vacation for the next two weeks so... yeah.

He totally hadn't forgotten about that at all. Instead of dwelling on it he turned to you and helped to put away the weights.

"Iron man I need your help!" Tony jumped at the sudden appearance of his son Captain Storm behind him.

"What? Oh, what is it Captain Storm?" He asked in a serious tone.

"The evil Madman is trying to take over Brickville and I need your help defeating him and his evil goons!" You explained in a lower voice than usual, which he found adorable.

"Oh no that's terrible! How can I help?"

"We need to find his headquarters and destroy him once and for all!"

"Let's go then. We can't waste any time!" He jumped up and put on his helmet before sneaking away behind his you.

The city was a mess and located in the living room. Brickvilles Bricks were all over the place and half the city had been ravaged. No one who resisted had been left alive. As Captain Storm explained.

Nearing the headquarters Cap instructed Iron man to quieten down so they wouldn't be discovered by the very vigilant guards hired by Madman.

He had the entire city under his brutal paw.

Evading the goons outside both heroes got inside the headquarter undetected.

"We have to find Madmans office. Follow me!" Captain Storm walked forward leading the taller hero through the corridors towards what was discovered to be Madmans office just a few minutes prior.

"Stop," Storm said holding out a hand behind him before turning around. "Look, there's guards."

"That must be it then. How do you propose we get inside?"

"I sneak around to the other side and on three we take them down together."

Iron man nodded in agreement and the plan unfolded as said.

Captain Storm snuck around to the other guard further away from Iron man. He held up three fingers and lowered them one at the time indicating the countdown.

Once the last finger went down both heroes took the guards down quickly and left their bodies in the same spot they had been standing.

Bursting through the door there he was. Madman. Sitting on his office chair and looking as though he had awaited their arrival.

"Ah. Captain Storm and Iron man what a pleasure," spoke the Bear.

"Shut up stupid! We're not here to talk. Leave the city alone and I wont punch you in the face." The Captain said. Very aggressively. Iron man was sort of taken back.

"Yeah. You heard the man Madman." He supported non the less.

Madman said no and with that Storm tackled him out of his chair and started throwing punches.

"Leave. The. City. Alone."

You really beat the crap out of that Bear.

In the end Iron man dragged Madman out of his hideout and held him in place as Storm told the citizens that they were now safe and left Madman in the hands of the public.

"Good work Stormy. I will go now I hope you can handle the cleaning up?"

Captain Storm nodded dutifully and began cleaning. First dragging the stuffed supervillain by his blanket cape into his room while several Lego houses followed.

Tony Stark always thought of himself as a rather messy and unorganized person. But he didn't think he was this unorganized. After you had nagged him about being hungry he went into the kitchen to see what was available.

Nothing apparently. Nothing for him rather. You had spotted something that peaked your interest. A full bag of frozen peas.

"What about this?" You asked holding out the peas infront of you.

"What about it?"

"Can I have it?"

"The peas?"

You nodded.

Tony frowned. This wasnt what he imagined his son wanted for dinner.

"You want a plate of...peas?"

"Yes."

"With what?"

"Just peas."

"Are you sure?" Again you nodded this time more insistent.

What the hell. What kind of child wants peas for dinner.

"But these won't fill you up."

"Not if I eat lots."

The older Stark sighed and went on to prepare you a plate of pure peas. Just peas and nothing but peas. It felt wrong to put peas in a pot all by themselves. And it felt even worse putting all of them in an empty bowl again all by themselves.

He placed the bowl of peas infront of you and gave you a spoon. You, being the semi independent little man you are, went and got yourself a fork. Meanwhile your poor father didn't understand any of the actions you were currently taking. He wondered if he ever confused his parents like you were currently doing to him.

But you seemed to be delighted by the food. Kicking your legs back and forth while chewing the peas.

Tony opted to bite into his apple and keep his mouth shut.

In the end you ate two and a half bowls of peas and was satisfied with your meal.

Pressing down random keys on the piano you were slowly getting frustrated with the bad tunes that came out of it. Nothing even resembling the melodies your father could produce.

Said man walked in just as you were dragging your fingers over the keys angrily. He was planning on telling you to get ready for bed but seeing you sitting there, trying your darnest to produce music warmed his heart with fondness.

"Playing the piano, Bug? What song?" He teased and sat down next to you.

You glared at him.

"Oh if looks could kill," He chuckled and pressed down on one of the keys.

"Want me to teach you?"

You eyes lit up. "Yes! Can you, please?!"

"Alright, come here!" He patted the spot right next to him and you slid closer. He took your smaller hands and placed them where you should press, adjusting each finger that was needed.

"What song is it?"

"I think you'll know once we play it," you weren't really satisfied with that answer.

He placed his own hands right over yours and pulled you on his lap rather than reaching around you awkwardly.

Tony pressed down and the first two notes rung through the quiet room. You groaned.

"What?"

"Thats a childs song!" You exclaimed offended.

"Yeah and what are you?"

"Too old for Twinkle Twinkle little star."

Tony laughed a little. "Bug. This is one of the easiest things to play as a beginner. You don't start with the hardest thing first," he explained and played on with your hands still being guided along.

"Twinkle twinkle little Star. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high. Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle twinkle little Star. How I wonder what you are." Tony sang along teasingly.

"This song is stupid." You pouted.

"You rather have me sing the ABC's alongside it?" He poked you side and you moved away.

"Come on this was composed by Mozart. So I don't think it's all that stupid. Come on let's play some more,"

"Only if you play the Star Wars song!" You grinned up at him.

"Okay? I'll see what I can do," he said and placed you back onto his lap.

"This time you sing along too. Make sure I'm doing it right," he put your hands back in position and you nodded dutifully.

At first you just mumbled the words but your dad pushed you a slight bit and joined in.

You grinned and sang the last lyrics together. Giggling you pressed the last keys on your own.

"Great!" Tony praised and placed his own hands over different keys.

"What Star Wars song would the gentleman like to hear?"

"The one that goes: dun dun dun duhn dahdan duhn dahdan," you tried to describe it to the best of your abilities.

Tony nodded and thought for a second before pressing down on the first few notes of The Imperial March. You smiled brightly. He missed a few notes but that didn't bother you too much. It was sensational and you liked having your own musician in the house.

You clapped when he finished. "Whoooo. This was great!"

"Well, thank you kindly. But now is really time for bed,"

He shooed you along and into your bathroom and with that your day was over and another would soon arrive.

And then another, and another, and so on.

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Good news: I will post another chapter next week (8th june)

Sorta Bad news: dont yet know if the hiatus will be permanently lifted from then on out

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Called my dog Bug accidentally while thinking about the plot yesterday. So I guess I was lying when I said that Bug was Tony's human son. It was actually a 4.5kg chihuahua this whole time.

This was Bug all along:

#this also doubles as an apology that the hiatus might be extending anothe week :/#sorry #dog

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I posted Starks Bug on AO3 incase Tumblr ever goes to shit. All current and future chapter will be posted here and on Ao3 from now on.

you can find it here

#Starks Bug #stark's bug

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Hey! Just wanted to let you guys know that Stark's Bug will be going on a little hiatus. I've got a shit ton of studying to do and writing the story alongside it would just stress me out. A Lot. So, yeah no chapter this week.

(I dont know how long the hiatus will be but I think about ~2 weeks maybe a bit less)

Here's a gif of me studying :P

#Starks bug #Stark's Bug #male!reader #m!reader #male reader #go and have some fun elsewhere #see you in a bit

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Stark's Bug

Tony Stark x Son!reader

Let's all collectively ignore that I forgot about the entire first 15 min of the 2nd Iron man movie as a late birthday gift to me. Thx.

Words: 1525 (what a pretty number to look at)

Warnings: Canon typical violence, other than that none

Chapter 15

You are watching Happy and your dad box in the ring as you stood beside it copying their movements and fighting an invisible villain. Lots of stuff had happened recently but now that your dad was back, there was no reason to dwell on the latest happenings. Because: You had your own superhero costume!

It had been a weekend project with your dad after he caught you playing with his helmet on. He came up with the idea and you with some rough drafts of the design, then you worked together to give it the finishing touches. Creating your superhero costume all within a 48 hour time span.

There was a helmet in Iron man style but purple and blue colors which looked similar to Captain Magic's colour scheme and it was taken off and put on like a motorcycle helmet. There were strong glasses in the holes for your eyes which Jarvis was built into. They could simulate enemy's. Make them look like they're really there, so you can fight them.

You had a long Cape with dark purple on the outside and a softer blue on the inside, which was attached to your shoulder plates. They were attached to your chest Armour that reached down to your waist line and was made of a thin, breathable, sturdy fabric. You also had super special gauntlets, and boots that reached your knees. You loved your look and went by the name of "Captain Storm", after Captain Magic of course.

His superpowers are controlling the wind, time travel, and super strength. Captain Storm also has a super secret super power only to use in dire situations. Nobody knew that he can use the force! But soon he'll be found out by his arch nemesis Madman!

You had your fun playing pretend as the door opened and Pepper walked in. She was real busy recently so you were excited to see her.

"Pepper!" You shout and run over into her arms.

"What? Who are you?" she gasped.

"Uh? I'm (y/-, I mean, I'm Captain Storm! I was protecting you of the evil lasers of Madman! You can only see them with my super special helmet! Thank me later!" You explained taking a superhero stance. You smiled up at her and went away to "fight" the evil Madman who was now targeting your family!

You didn't even realize there was a whole stranger in the room smiling at your antics.

As soon as your father left the ring the strange lady got in it and fought Happy while Tony and Pepper talked.

You watched in despair as she took down your uncle without a problem. How dare she? That was your uncle! And an ally of Captain Storm! She must be a villain! In truth you were very impressed though. Well (y/n) might've been impressed but Storm saw in her nothing but a potential threat! Maybe she was even a spy sent by Madman! He just couldn't trust her. Though he tried to copy her moves. They were really cool.

You snuck off into the side room and changes back into your "civilian clothes".

Walking back into the gym the woman and Happy were both out of the ring.

You wandered over and let yourself fall over your dad's lap.

"You're finally back, Bug." he said ruffling your hair after pulling you up into a sitting position. Instead of being sprawled over his legs like a lazy cat.

"What're you doing?" you asked both of them, as they seemed to be doing, well, things. You didn't really know what.

"Nothing big, just some paperwork." He paused handing back the papers to Pepper. "Bug, What do you think about going with Happy, Pepper and me to Monaco?" He asked after you faced him properly.

"A vacation?" you were confused, you had school. Also where IS Monaco? Your knowledge of European geography didnt go further than knowing a few names of countries and their estimated location.

"Yeah, more or less. I mean going to Monaco to attend the Grand prix? You know, Formula one? Cars racing each other." He made motions with his hands that were somehow related to race cars.

"Sure." You shrugged pulling up all the knowledge you possess about formula one. It wasn't a lot. You knew that your Stark industries was sponsoring or owned one of the teams and that they drove really weird and fast cars, but that was about it.

It was your first vacation in a long time so hopefully it would be fun.

Not long after your father had asked you whether or not you wanted to come you were in Monaco. More specifically in your hotel room.

You jumped around on the furniture in the large living room as your father was taking a shower. He had said to get ready but you could spare a bit of time for playing.

You let Captain Magic fly around the room after the Captain America figure Coulson had gifted you. Magic knew that Captain USA was an imposter since the real one is dead. So now she had to catch him and reveal his true identity. Though playtime was over as soon as the bedroom door opened and both Captains crashed into your father's chest.

You gasped, and then apologized while giggling.

"Your apology is accepted, now go get dressed you rascal." He said picking up both captains and shooing you back to the couch where your suit was waiting to be put on.

You were dressed in a few minutes, struggling a bit with the button up.

Your father tied your tie and voila you were all ready to go. Looking all fancy in your dress shirt and vest. A real charmer, as your dad put it.

You put on your sunglasses and left.

Arriving at the race track you were overwhelmed on how big it was. You couldn't even see it all together. They really had to drive a long way around Monaco. People cheered as your father got out of the car. He did his usual spiel, while you clamored at the track. You also gave a short wave to the people before you followed Pepper and your dad inside, Happy following behind you.

Inside you where slightly overwhelmed so you just stuck to your father's side. Natalie was also there doing stuff. You actually only found out her name on the flight here when you were back to playing pretend.

Somebody took a quick picture of the three of you while your dad didn't stop talking. You continued to follow him around like a lost puppy.

There was the Hammer guy that was also at your dads court hearing. You could feel that they hated each other. The four of you shortly sat down on a table before Natalie came and told Tony that the other table he wanted is ready.

Your dad stood up and Pepper took your hand having realized how lost you looked, leading you over. You sat down and fiddled with the middle button of your vest.

"Wheres Tony?" Pepper asked after you were both seated.

"On the Toilet." you said looking over to the TV where the preparations for the race were broadcasted.

"I think hes off the toilet now." you said as you saw your dad in full racing get up on the track.

"What? Oh my God." Pepper said and asked for Natalie to bring Happy.

Meanwhile you were ecstatic at the thought of your him racing.

The race began and you were basically bouncing in your seat. Not knowing whether your father was winning or not you still cheered him on internally.

You looked over at Pepper who still had a "I can't believe this" expression on her face.

Your attention was drawn a few minutes after the race had begun. There was a man on the track, just casually walking along. You knew something wasn't right even before he started to turn into a weird very villainy looking dude. You turned to Pepper only to see that she was gone. Now you were panicking. You took deep breaths, trying to calm yourself but nothing was working. Natalie placed her hand on your back comfortingly. It didn't calm you down at all but grounded you a little. Your father was on the screen getting attacked by some random guy, without his suit, and your main support system was currently gone! You had a feeling that they weren't away to search for safety either.

Tears were building in your eyes as the situation grew more and more concerning.

All you could do was stay there helplessly watching as your father avoided being fried by mere millimeters. You started to grind your teeth together when you saw the car you had come with ram the man into the side barely avoiding your dad. You flinched and bit your lower lip roughly.

There were several heart stopping moments before your dad could finally suit up. You'd like to say that he'd won with ease but it looked like it took a lot of effort to defeat the man.

Ultimately the man was dragged off by officers and the damage was done. You were relived that it was over.

You held onto him tightly as soon as he was within reach.

There was nothing to like about seeing your dad be in immediate danger and fighting for his life. Again.

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