Danny *falls downstairs*:
Luke *catches him*: I think you just-
Luke: -Fell for me.
Danny: Put me down.
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Marvel post-endgame is just marvel with and iron deficiency
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Villain!Stephen: and what do I get for going against my sorcerers?
Tony: a lesser sentence
Villain!Stephen: I’ve got a counterproposal - suck my dick
Tony: *getting up* alright, enjoy prison -
Villain!Stephen: no I’m serious. I’ll do it for a bj
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About the unrequited theory. (it's gonna be fanfic-y, so it's for you ficwriters) In HW George didn't confess bc it was unrequited. So, what if- smth similar happened? and we know that George talked a lot with Quackity. If I were George, I wouldn't discuss things like that with Sapnap, or Wilbur or anybody, but... Quackity seems understanding of a lot of things, so "you clingy for your bf" moment is... interesting
i think george would go to bad before anyone but more realistically i think he would keep all that shit locked away never to see the light of day because thats just the kind of guy he is
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marvel villains: *annoying chuckle* *hits the protagonist* *more chuckling*
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Wanda Vision - Looks Special Poster
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Hi I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Harley keener (the boy from iron man 3) x reader where their teens/college age and readers a new scientist working for stark and banner as an intern and Harley is super into her but is too shy and asks like tony as a father figure for advice? Or something like that
YES A HARLEY REQUEST THANK YOU
Harley Keener x Fem!reader
Word Count: 857
“Tony, where’d you put my-” I stopped once she walked into the office handing Tony his third coffee today. “Here you go, Mr. Stark, uh is there anything I could do around the lab maybe? Help you or Dr. Banner with your project maybe?” She stuffed her hands into her back pockets. I smiled slightly at her attempts to get Stark to let her handle the big guns. I mean don’t get me wrong she absolutely could, I’ve seen her work, but Tony is harder to convince. I tried to keep my eyes on my small section of the lab. “Uh yeah Harley could use some help with his robot-” “it’s not a robot it’s- wait what?” I stopped when I realized he was trying to get Y/n to help me. I’m a mess whenever she looks in my direction. How the hell would I be able to work with her help?
“You needed help didn’t you?” Bruce asked as he played with some settings on his tablet. “It’s ok! If he doesn’t need my help I don’t want to get in Harley’s way” Y/n smiled at the three of us before walking out of the office with a little less pep in her step. I hated the idea that I was the one who made her a little less happy.
“Oh sorry Mr. Dr? Is it Dr or Mr Keener?” Y/n asked after accidentally bumping into me while I was fixing myself a cup of coffee. “Oh uh it’s- it’s just uh Harley” great now she thinks you’re nervous. Maybe it’s because you are nervous. I need to stop talking to myself. “Oh, well, I’m sorry for bumping into you, Harley '' A smile was placed on her lips and I swear to god every time she said my name it felt like angels were singing. Dear god I am in it bad for this girl.
“Tony! Banner, I need your guys’ help with something” As much as I hated the idea of giving Tony the satisfaction of coming to help for girl advice I have no other choice. “Oh is this about the kid? It’s about time you asked me for help you’ve only been drooling over her for the past two weeks,” Tony didn’t even look up from his gadgets when he spoke. Bruce gave me a supportive smile as a way of telling me to continue. “Every time she looks at me I feel like I can’t breathe, I can barely talk to her, I just need advice on how to gain the confidence to ask her out and I figured with you being Tony Stark and all maybe you could give me some of that?” I rubbed my hands together as if it would get rid of the nerves. Tony finally looked at him with a small smile. “Listen, kid, you’ve come a long way, I’m shocked the only thing that can get you blushing and mumbling is a girl, but if it helps she asked me and Banner if you were single a few days after she began working here, and then after that she always asked small questions about you” I gave him a nod to elaborate on that last bit. “Is he more of chocolate or vanilla kinda guy?” Bruce mimicked in a slightly higher voice than usual. “Does his hair naturally curl like that in the front or is it just the way he styles it?” Tony copied the tone Bruce had just used. “Do you know what shampoo he uses-” “Alright, Alright, I get it,” I cut them off with a short laugh. “Thank you guys, do either of you know where she is?” “Yeah she should be in the kitchen getting something for her school project.” I thanked Bruce for telling me where Y/n was and headed out the door as fast as I could. This courage boost will only last so long I can’t risk a second. “Hey! Y/n!” The minute she turned to me all the confidence left my body. I kept repeating Tony’s words in my head and the sight of her smile helped slightly, as if she was excited to see me. “Hey Harley-” “Are you free friday night?” She laughed a little “ oh uh sorry I didn’t mean to cut you off” I looked at the wall behind her trying to avoid her gaze burning a hole in my face. “Yeah, I’m free, why?” I took a deep breath and smiled at the pretty girl. “Can I take you out? Like on a date?” “yeah, I’d love that actually.”
“So! Now that both of the lovebirds are in! How was the date last night?” Tony asked the minute Y/n walked into the lab.``How did you-” “F.R.I.D.A.Y. told me” Tony had this smug look on his face. “You know what? It was great!” Y/n smiled at me as she spoke, walking out the door after she finished. I could hear Bruce humming ‘harley and y/n sittin in a tree’ as Tony turned to me “I’m proud of you, kid,”
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“Nosotros tenemos un HULK”
A concept: Avengers themed cocktails?
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (2016), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Tony Stark & Stephen Strange, Loki & Thor (Marvel), Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Stephen Strange & Peter Parker
Characters: Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Wong (Marvel), Peter Parker, Thanos (Marvel), The Infinity Stones - Character, The Cloak of Levitation, Gamora, Peter Quill, Drax, Mantis, Ebony Maw
Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Friends to Lovers, Time Travel, Canon Divergence - Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Endgame what endgame?, soul bonding, Happy Ending, everyone lives no one dies, Canon Disabled Character, Temporary Character Death, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Parenting Peter Parker | Supremefamily | Strange Family
In the original timeline, Loki never pulled a knife on Thanos. In the original timeline, Stephen stopped at 5,371 futures, and Thor went for the head.
In the original timeline, Thanos lost.
The universe cannot survive without the Infinity Stones. As the last living Stone keeper, Stephen is called to undo what Thanos did.
Racing through time and space, Stephen must find a way to save the universe. Tony must find a way to save Stephen.
Chapter summary: This is way more like Star Trek than Stephen would like.
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Loki confirming being bi and singing
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I’m writing the notes for the transcription and there are a few pages where Peter just copied a bunch of quotes from Liquid Sky so I’m writing a note on the film and I’m realizing that the description of the movie just sounds really weird and I just want to put “It’s such a good movie! Watch it! It’s great!” at the end of the note but I won’t.
I’m Sorry, Join the What?
Tony Stark/Fem!Reader (13 Chapters)
Work Summary: Reader is asked to join the Avengers’ Initiative. She’s hesitant at first, until she meets a certain genius billionaire and a government agent. Now she needs to choose between the life she has and the one that could be.
Chapter 1: Doesn’t Play Well With Others
Summary: Reader is approached about using her abilities for good.
“Why do people feel that 7pm at night - on a freaking Friday! - is the perfect time to sell me their crap door-to-door?” You pulled yourself off the sofa and went to the front door, not thrilled to have to chase some solicitor off your doorstep as you were not expecting anyone to visit that night.
Upon opening the door, you were greeted by a man dressed in a black suit and sunglasses with short dark hair. Your first thought was this man was a fool to wear that in Arizona in July, 7pm or not it was still 105F outside. Your next thought was he was either with the Men in Black or the Mormon Church nearby. Mostly likely option number two. You had personally nothing against them, you just didn’t want to be sold anything at your door, religion included. Except Girl Scout cookies, but you’d have to be a soulless monster to turn down those cookies.
“Hey man, I appreciate what you have/want to do and all and admire your devotion, but can you guys just skip my house from now until the end of time? I’m totally happy being Wiccan. Thanks. Have a good day and stay inside if possible. This heat is a bitch.” You began to close the door on the guy before he even had a chance to start his spiel. The guy put his hand up to stop the door.
“I’m afraid that’s not why I’m here, Ms. ______.” You stopped once you realized he knew your name and opened the door back up. “We should speak inside.”
“Yeeeaaaaahhhhhhh no. I’m not about to open my home to a stranger that just magically knows my last name. I really don’t feel like being murdered today. Check back after the holidays so I won’t have to pay off my credit card debt.” Two more Men in Black showed up behind the first. You instantly locked down inside your body and prepared for a fight, not wanting to use your powers if possible.
“Ms. ______, I really think we should speak inside.”
“Tell you what. You guys quietly leave my property, I’ll go back to watching the newest season of Westworld, and we’ll forget this whole evening ever happened. Plus you and your men get to leave unharmed. Win-win.” You looked the man directly in the eyes the moment he removed his sunglasses so he could see how serious you were. Suddenly, the two agents behind him practically leaped out of the away as a fourth gentleman strolled up the walkway. You mumbled under your breath, “you fuckers are like cockroaches.”
The newest one to join the crowd outside your door was taller than the rest, dressed in all black with a black trench coat like he just escaped the Matrix, and sported an eye patch. He looked like he had fought many battles in his life and had no intention of stopping anytime soon. The epitome of tall, dark, and dangerous. This can’t be good.
“Ms. ______. I’m Director Nick Fury. I see you’ve met Agent Coulson.” His one eye was sharply focused on your face.
“Can’t say that I did seeing as I never introduced myself or had him introduce himself. Frankly as far as I’m concerned, none of you are currently here so have a good night!” You went to close the door again.
He stopped the door better than his agent had and pushed it open. “You’re right. On the record, we’re not here. But technically, neither are you. Isn’t that about right?”
You narrowed your eyes at him, both hands going to your side and opening up in case you needed to use force to get these guys off the porch. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, but as I told your agent over there, leave and you guys can remain unharmed.”
Fury remained calm in the wake of your clearly unconcealed threat. “There’s no need for all the dramatics. We’re merely here to offer you a job of some sorts. A chance to use those powers for good.”
“I already have a job and I have no idea as to what powers you are referring to.” Yup, gonna have to use force on these idiots.
“Listen, it’s too fucking hot to be having this conversation in the doorway like this-”
“I agree. So head back to your car and where ever it is you came from and we’ll both go back to having a better evening.” Dark clouds began to form outside very slowly. To anyone living here it would look like monsoon clouds. But to you, you were getting ready in case you had to scare these agents off your lawn.
“Ms. _____, there’s no need for the thunderstorm. It won’t make us leave.” Your eyes snapped back to Fury, unable to hide your surprise. “Yes, we know about you. That’s why we’re here. We from Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement & Logistic Division.”
You just blinked at him. “Do I really need to state the obvious?”
He actually laughed at that. “Not at all. We usually go by SHIELD. Now, are we coming in or are we coming in?”
You gave a deep sigh, instantly recognizing the name once it wasn’t spelled out. “Swear to fuck I just saw my brain I rolled my eyes so hard. Let’s get this stupidity out of the way so you can leave and I can continue on with my evening.”
You left the entryway and walked into the kitchen to gather around the table. You didn’t even bother to offer them anything, just placed a few glasses of water on the table silently. The two spare agents took them happily. Agent Coulson and Fury took theirs as well, though less eagerly as their counterparts. You brought your wine over from the living room and sat so you were directly across Fury.
“Alright, let’s get this over with. What the actual fuck do you all want?” You took a sip of the wine and maintained eye contact with the Director.
“Well _____, as I mentioned we’re here to offer you a job.”
“And as I mentioned, I already have one. Thanks. By the way, just want you all to know it’s hella creepy to show up to someone’s home, UNINVITED, and pretty much announce you know their names and possible abilities without ever meeting said person before. So thanks for the extra dose of paranoia I now have, but I think we’re done here.”
“You don’t even know what the job is yet.”
“It’s pretty fucking obvious. You stated you’re from SHIELD, you creepily know my name and maybe know what I can do, and you’re harder to get rid of than gum on a shoe. So let’s just cut to the fucking chase: I’m not joining your band of merry men. Thanks and have a good evening.” You finished the wine in your glass and waited for them to get up and leave. Ever since the Avengers made themselves known 10ish years ago, you knew it was only a matter of time before the recruiters would focus their attention on you. You can try to stay stealth all you want, but eventually you trip.
Agent Coulson spoke up then. “Ms. ______, it would be in your best interest to join our team.”
“Not if you enjoy living. I let you in and I listened so now you get to leave.”
“But you didn’t listen, you just assumed.” The agent remained calm, giving you an overwhelming desire to pick him up by the scruff of his neck and hurl him out the door.
“Then please enlighten me if you’re not here about the Avengers.” Everyone became quiet. “That’s what I thought. See, Agent Coulson. It’s not so much assuming as just waiting for the proverbial shoe to drop. Ever since you guys formed that group, I knew it was only a matter of time before you caught wind of mutants and started asking any of the ones that weren’t associated with the X-Men to join you guys. Spoiler alert: we’re not ready made weapons. We don’t want to be used and we’re not like Captain Cataracts just eager to jump to the call of duty.”
Fury cracked a smile at the dismissive way you mentioned Captain America. “Look, you know why we’re here. The least you can do is come by for a visit.”
“If I say I’ll think about it, will you leave me the hell alone?”
"Guess that’s as good as I’m getting. Fine, I’ll think about it.” Fury dropped his card on the table and just like that, all the agents left your house.
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Hey does anybody remember that absolutely BRILLIANT fic that I think was discontinued about Tony time traveling to the past and he had FREAKY glowing eyes and made friends with Vanko by letting him stab him and running off, and he went on in life making huge changes in the scientific community alongside Vanko and Jane other brilliant scientists, without the use of Iron Man? I think there was a space thing too. All of it was just fucking awesome. I think it was called Nobody Is Watching. I’m not too sure.
Anyways I need to go back and reread that fic specifically for the fake science in it, it was SO interesting holy shit
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sorry this is the only place i can rant about steve’s character arc (only because i’m rewatching civil war)
HE BRUTALLY BEAT UP TONY TO PROTECT HIS FRIEND OF >70 YEARS JUST TO GO BACK TO PEGGY IN THE END
like it just doesn’t make sense to me
i’m rewatching civil war and he is doing SO much for bucky and protecting him WHILE BUCKY THINKS HE DOESNT DESERVE IT
he totally ruins his relationship with tony just to go back to peggy in the end like wtf TVA get you stuff together
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Iron Man 2 (2010) dir. Jon Favreau
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Iron Man 3 (2013) dir. Shane Black
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X-MEN: THE TRIAL OF MAGNETO #2 (OF 5)
X-MEN: THE TRIAL OF MAGNETO #2 (OF 5)
LEAH WILLIAMS (W) • LUCAS WERNECK (A) • COVER BY VALERIO SCHITI
Variant Cover by GERALD PAREL
Variant Cover by STEPHANIE HANS
Variant Cover by IVAN SHAVRIN
VARIANT COVER BY David Baldeon
• Heroes of the Marvel Universe came to Krakoa for a memorial. Now they've got a fight.
• Magneto pushes Krakoa and the Council to the brink!
• Also…there's something wrong with the body...
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could you write a fic where the reader (female, tony's intern) lies about having a stomachache to get out of school/skip lessons, but he sees through her fib and begins to experimentally poke and prod at her tummy , and he ends up tickling her silly! I love ur work BTW ❤❤❤
(Tony x Reader)
Summary: When creating a lie convincing enough for Tony Stark to believe, it can find itself to be quite a challenge.
Word Count: 1,524
A/N: Awww thank u so much! This can be set after this fic, but u don’t need to read that one to understand this lol anyways I hope u like it<3
“Rise and shine!” Tony sang as he came into your room bright and early. It was a Wednesday, which meant you had school, and this week so far had been unusually exhausting. You were generally very good with balancing school and helping out Tony, so it came as quite a surprise that a normal week such as this one was so stressful. For some reason your professors had chosen this week to give exams, and it was draining you quicker than an oil tank.
You had woken up to your personal alarm named Tony, but kept your eyes closed as the sunlight peering through the windows was already threatening to open them.
“Five more minutes,” you mumbled as you turned your back to Tony while still under your covers.
“Nope,” he said as he ripped the covers off of you, making you whine in annoyance. “School awaits.”
“Ugh. Do I have to go today?” you groaned, finally opening your eyes, albeit gently as the sun decided to shine extra bright today.
“Every teenager under this roof must go to school today, right Pep?” he said as he turned to Pepper who was leaning against the door frame.
“Unfortunately he’s right this time, y/n… c’mon and get ready, okay? Happy’s waiting in the car,” she said to you with a warm smile.
“Fine,” you said as you sat up in your bed, sticking your tongue out at Tony who had a victorious grin splatted onto his face. The two left the room to leave you to get ready, and as they did, you had thought of something you never would have before today, but felt that in that moment it was the best idea in the world.
During the first few weeks of living with Tony, you were very shy: being careful about which rooms you went into, asking if you could eat certain things from the fridge and pantry, always making food for yourself, and residing in either your bedroom or the lab. Tony and Pepper had noticed, and immediately made sure that you were free to live there as long as and however you pleased. They knew you were a good kid, trusting that you wouldn’t make any stupid decisions while living with them; it was for this reason that Tony had allowed you to work under him.
As of now, though, it had been a few months since you started living with him, and you were pretty comfortable there to say the least. It was refreshing living with people who truly cared about you; your parents had never really been there for you, let alone taking care of you. You had been emancipated at just fifteen, and soon found a small job that could cover a small apartment in the slums of Malibu. It was nice, not being under your parents rule any longer, but it was no different than how it was when you lived with them in the sense that you were still alone. Now that you had been living with Tony for a little while, you felt as if you finally had a home, and being comfortable with him and Pepper meant that boundaries were only being lengthened. And so, as you stood up from the edge of your bed with your most bright idea, you made your way downstairs to go about your plan.
“Hey Tony,” you said with a wince, holding your stomach as you walked over to where Tony was sat at the dining table. “My stomach is really hurting. I honestly don’t think I can go to school.” He looked up from his phone and took his glasses off to study you.
“Hm. C’mere lemme check it out,” he said, motioning his hand for you to come over to him.
“Check it out? I mean… okay.” You walked gingerly over to him, a look of suspicion lingering on both of your faces.
“Yeah. Could be gas, constipation, organ failure…” he continued as he pressed on different part around your stomach. He then used one finger to press into a particularly sensitive spot, making you stifle a giggle as you squeezed your lips shut to prevent anything from coming out.
“Does that hurt?”
“Uhhh no… just… sensitive.” You tried to look anywhere but at Tony so that he wouldn’t notice your bluffing - as well as the smile that was almost cracking as he continued prodding at your belly. But when he kept poking, it only made the feeling more unbearable, and you couldn’t help the snort that made its way out of you.
“What was that?” Tony said, grinning at you as he waited for a response. It was then that you realized he knew you were bluffing all along. There was no way out of this.
“Nothing! I just… sneezed,” wiping your nose dramatically. He wasn’t buying it.
“Sounded like a snort to me. Does this tickle or something? I mean if you’re in pain I would assume it would be more… y’know, painful.”
“Owww… you know, know that I think about it, all that poking must have made it worse. I should probably just go to my room and rest it off.” You attempted to walk away thinking that Tony would give it a rest, but you couldn’t be any more wrong when he grabbed your arm, pulling you back towards him. “Hey! What’re you doing?” you whined.
“You’re lying. So tell me why, or I’ll start doing a lot more than poking…” he spoke as he threateningly tapped his fingers on the table. You were trying your hardest not to tell him, the reason being you didn’t want him to think you couldn’t handle the interning job on top of school. The last thing you wanted was for him to deem you a little kid that wanted to skip school; in truth, you seriously needed a break from it all.
“I’m not lying.”
“Really? That’s how it’s gonna be? Fine.” Without warning, he snatched you straight into his lap and began wiggling his fingers straight into your stomach.
“Hehehey! Tohohony this ihisnt fahahahair!”
“Oh please. You practically asked for it,” he said, moving his hands to your ribs which caused your laughter to bubble up.
“LEHEHEHEMME GOHOHO!” You kicked your legs but it was no use. Pepper had even walked in to see what you were screaming about, but once she noticed what had unfolded, she simply smiled and went about what she was doing earlier. She adored you and Tony’s relationship; it was serious when it needed to be, but was otherwise very lighthearted and playful. He had never had a kid of his own to be there for - not even a pet, for that matter - but you had changed all of that for him. You saw him as the father figure you had always longed for, and to him, you were that of the daughter he never had.
“You gonna tell me the truth?” He had to speak over your giggling so you could hear him.
“OKAHAHAY FINE JUHUST STOP!”
“Good.” He paused his attack, setting you down on the chair in front of you. “Speak,” he said firmly, leaning in so you couldn’t do anything but look straight towards him. You cupped your hands in your lap, fidgeting with your thumbs a bit.
“I just… I need a break. School has been so stressful on top of helping you out and I just really wanted some time to-”
“Stop. C’mere.” He motioned for you to move over to him, and you were now in his arms once again, but this time, willingly. “Why didn’t you just say that to begin with?”
“I was worried you’d think less of me if I did.”
“Are you crazy?” he said as he turned you to look at him. “Kid, you’ve been working nonstop all day every day, I was worried that you might’ve been some sort of robot.” You chuckled at that.
“Yeah yeah don’t get all gross and sappy on me no-” Before he could finish his sentence, you hugged him tighter than you’ve ever hugged anyone before. He melted a bit, taken aback by it all. You weren’t the type to hug people as a way of displaying affection; you didn’t display it much at all, to be honest. Every bone in his body told him to hug you back just as tight, and that’s exactly what he did. The two of you stayed like that for a good few minutes before Happy barged in.
“Guys I’ve been waiting in the car for- oh.” He gushed at the scene before him, whispering a barely audible “sorry” before leaving the room, the two of you laughing as he did so.
“Listen,” he said with a tap on your arm, “if you ever have something on your mind about anything, you tell me. Got it?” You looked up at him guiltily.
“Well then there’s one more thing you should probably know…”
“And what is that?”
“I may or may not have eaten the last cookie in the jar.”
He would’ve rather been told that you were a robot.
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