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angel-gidget · 5 years

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The Hop, the Skip, & the Endless Jump: My Tony Stark/Amnesia: Memories AU

I suppose we all have that one story for a fandom that's just sitting in our brains, marinating with little hope of coming to fruition bc it's just too complicated to quite get fully written out in actuality.

Mine is an MCU/Amnesia: Memories crossover au thing. Basically, Tony Stark wakes up with partial amnesia one day, and every interaction he has with every single person feels off. But being Tony, he adjusts and starts to kinda get into the swing of things over the course of the next 24 hours. Team? Avengers. Fiancé? Pepper. Bestie? Rhodey. Protege? Peter. Pain in the ass? Ross and/or Rogers depending on the day.

But then he wakes up on the same day in what is clearly a different universe.

No fiancé. Best friend? Rogers?! Protege? Riri. Pain in the ass? Some dude named Von Doom of all things. He figures out that he's in a different universe, but how he body-hopped into it and why is something he doesn't even get a chance to look into before he wakes up. Again.

Same day, different universe. Team? Avengers... Academy. Fiancé? None. Because apparently he's younger here? Best Friend? Janet Van Dyne and sometimes Loki. Protege? None. Because apparently, he can barely grow facial hair here. But he finds himself bestowing unwanted advice on Peter Parker anyway. Pain in the ass? Nick Fury. So he studies the local time-fog and only learns how utterly non-sensical the explanations for his situation could even be.

So he's kind of relieved when he wakes up again. But that relief dies with the next Q&A. Team? None. Fiancé? None. Bestie? Happy Hogan... but dead. Protege? Some Hulk-like kid who's clearly being emotionally abused. Maybe by Tony himself? Pain in the ass? Definitely the man in the mirror because apparently Tony is a BAD GUY in this dimension. So Tony decides to wreck as much as possible for himself in the next 24 hours because, hey, might as well TRY to leave this world a better place, right?

When he wakes up again, the first thing Tony wants to know is if he's even a good person. But then the questions multiply because he realizes he's woken up on a space ship. Team? Guardians of the Galaxy. Fiancé? His teammates keep referencing a crazy alien protoplasmic being that is ruler of a distant planet, but Tony can't tell if they're joking or not. Bestie? Rocket or Peter Quill depending on the day. Protege? Peter Parker. Who is Iron-Spider in this 'verse apparently, and oh God, that is adorable. And apparently Peter is also his recently adopted son? What? Pain in the ass? Thanos. But also the Avengers, his former team in this dimension. (This entire universe is basically a slightly fluffier version of Influential Pineapple's AU, How to Repair a Broken Heart.)

.... so basically, the Amnesia: Memories premise just provides a framework for related dimension-hopping vignettes in which I could play with Tony's interactions with others, while still giving myself leeway for not being super-familiar with the comic-verse or writing Marvel fanfic in general. Also, maybe an opportunity to ask permission to play in the sandboxes of some of my favorite fanfic authors.

But unlike the Amnesia: Memories video game, Tony's dimension-hopping might actually have a lot of possible explanations. Did Tony get lost in a time-fog in his original universe? Did he get cursed by a magic user? Maybe this is the result of messing with infinity stones? Hard to say. He'd probably run a few of these theories in-story as well.

I guess notes have implied so far that Tony only spends 24 hours in each reality, but I think I'd also prefer to mimic A:M in the sense that his stays are not that consistent. He might spend anywhere from a day to a week in each reality. He's got no control over it. Until he realizes that if he dies, he'll wake up somewhere else. Thus Tony realizes he technically has the ability to shorten his stay. If he's desperate. Joy.

So the whole thing is an angstfest, basically. If he's in a nice comfy dimension, it's torture bc he knows he can't stay. Then the awful realities are just awful. And it only gets more and MORE tempting to apply things he learns about people into other dimensions.

Some of the WORST things:

Waking up in an addicted body. MCU Tony had a... less dramatic recovery from alcoholism than other versions of himself. Waking up homeless, curled up in a snow-covered dumpster, with every cell in his body screaming for vodka was an experience Tony could have 100% done without.

Going from 60 to 0 with Peter. Tony can adjust fairly quickly if he lands in a dimension where he's closer to Peter than he remembers. Hug more. Speak a little softer. It's nice, really. Maybe kinda addictive. Which would explain why following that up with a reality where Peter treats him like a total stranger makes him feel absolutely sick inside.

The revolving door of Romance. Tony is sure that in his original dimension he was with Pepper. At least, he's mostly sure. To be fair, the dimensions in which Pepper is his ex also have a feeling of... normalcy. Not good--not good at all--but not odd either. And of course, there are the worlds where he wakes up with someone else. Those can be tempting. Especially if the last few realities have involved waking up alone. Things sometimes go... badly if Tony explains the dimension hopping too quickly. He needs to know if he can trust people first. That often involves... playing along. Which may involve being a playboy again. He's too old for this. He's not the same age in every reality, but he knows he's too old for this. It sucks.

Steve. The pure whiplash of knowing the best and worst of the man, and having too much of all his lives affected by it. And then having to interact with whatever THIS Steve’s normal is. Good or bad, it never feels fair.

The damn dystopias. Some entire worlds are just that bad. Zombie plague. Dictator Von Doom. The Snap. Even one occasion where there was only a belt of iced-over rocks where the Earth should have been.

His own reaction to the damn dystopias. After the pile-of-rocks incident, Tony's first words when he woke up in the next dimension were "Screw this." He never found out if he was romantically involved with anyone, but he noticed Pepper left some calls. He told his AI--a new one, he didn't know this one. That was fine.--to book him a flight to the nearest tropical beach with minimal crowds. And to invite Peter Parker.

To his relief, a very confused eighteen-year-old Peter did show up in front of his private jet. This one didn't know him very well, but was his honest-to-God intern through SI. So of course he was up for whatever his boss's bosses' great-grand-boss wanted. So Tony lied and told Peter he'd picked his name at random, and that as an eccentric billionaire, Tony Stark invited random Interns on a flight of fun all the time.

He then proceeded to underhandedly use every little preference and detail he had learned about Peter over the span of realities to set him at ease as he proceeded to be a horrible influence and drag them both away from all responsibility. The Avengers tried to call him twelve times. Seven from Nick Fury. Eight from a Carol Danvers, whoever the hell that was.

Tony spent the week laying on a beach, playing video games, imbibing sugar, and listening to Peter call and make excuses to his aunt while joining him in all the above. It was funny until Peter dropped his phone into Tony's lap. Then May Parker reminded Tony that responsibility was a thing.

And okay, she didn't know. She didn't know that Tony was half-insane from witnessing the erasure of the earth. But she knew that her nephew was missing his classes and had been whisked overseas without a passport. And she knew that maybe Tony didn't care about what the consequences of that would be for Peter, but he should. He should.

He looked up saw that Peter's eyes were wide as saucers and Tony realized his own cheeks were wet. So he told May he was sorry, and then told his AI to wire thirty-six thousand dollars into the Parker's joint bank account. (It was a strange tiny number, but it was the most money any May Parker had ever accepted from him in any dimension, and Tony remembered that.) It was just in case. In case Tony wasn't there the next day. In case they needed anything. Like a lawyer. Or a fund in case Peter lost his scholarship.

After a week of this? He probably had. And it would be all Tony's fault. Because he'd lost it and gone on a BENDER. And wasn't that a realization? He didn't need alcohol or sex to go on an irresponsible bender and drag his a kid into it with him.

Tony woke up in a new reality the next day, resolved to do better. He called May Parker first thing, and thanked her. This May Parker had never spoken to a Tony Stark, and assumed it was a prank call. That was fine. There were space aliens attacking, and Tony had a suit.

Team? Avengers. Fiancé? To be figured. Bestie? Thor? Thor. Okay. Protege? Harley Keener. Pain in the ass? The Chitauri today. Oh, goody. He already knew exactly what to do.

Time to be Iron Man again.

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inawickedlittletown · 6 years

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Walking The Wire (32/?)

Summary: Tony Stark always knew about Peter Parker. He didn’t know that Peter was going to get superpowers and become Spider-Man, but he always knew about Peter because Peter was his son.

This will span from pre-Iron Man up through the rest of the MCU (eventually including Infinity War) and will be for the most part canon compliant except where I’ve taken some liberties and interpreted canon a certain way.

Pairings: Pepper/Tony, Tony/Steve (endgame), Tony/Mary (past)

A/N: If you want me to tag you when I post new chapters let me know. This fic is also on AO3

I used Collider’s MCU timeline to stay canon and the title of this fic is an Imagine Dragons song that is just so fitting for Peter and Tony

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Chapter Thirty One

The funeral was planned for the day of the signing of The Accords and Steve just hadn’t had a chance to really think about The Accords or what it would mean if he went along with them so he just wasn’t going to sign. Peggy’s death had really come at a particularly bad time.

He knew that Tony would be annoyed with him over how adamant he was about not signing, but Steve didn’t care. He couldn’t make such an important decision just based off of how much he cared about Tony and he just hoped that Tony would understand that Steve needed more time to figure it out even if it might mean that Steve would still not take his side.

He flew in to London with Sam and Tony for the funeral. Tony had insisted on going and actually, he too had been invited, so Steve wouldn’t have been able to stop him from going if he’d even wanted to. Steve appreciated having Tony with him and the way that Tony just didn’t stray too far from him as if he were trying his best to make sure that Steve was held together. Steve had never been or felt dependent on anyone else, but with Tony it wasn’t dependency necessarily, but ease in knowing that Tony was there for whenever Steve needed him. It was different than anything that Steve had ever felt.

Tony had had Friday make hotel reservations for them, so they just took a car over to the church and Tony just held Steve’s hand the whole time. Before they got out of the car, Steve picked up their joint hands and pressed a kiss to the top of Tony’s and tried to avoid looking at Sam because he knew there would be a knowing and teasing look on his friend’s face.

It surprised Steve a little to see how many people showed up for the funeral, but then it was Peggy Carter and of course she had touched so many lives. It surprised him only a little more to see how many knew Tony personally and how many seemed to be genuinely pleased to see him. Most of them seemed to be directly related to Peggy and they actually pulled Tony into hugs or pressed kisses onto his cheeks and then turned to Steve and seemed to straighten a bit as they greeted him. Tony seemed entirely too amused by it when it happened.

“It’s so good to see you again, Stark,” a man that could only be Peggy’s son said and clapped Tony on the back. “I’m glad you stopped and saw mom again a few more times before--”

Steve was taken aback at hearing that, especially since Tony had never once offered to go with Steve when he went to see Peggy. He supposed that they had never really discussed her before her death. Steve hadn’t even known that Tony actually knew Peggy until recently.

“Sharon reminded me I hadn’t stopped by a while ago,” Tony admitted, “I think it was just hard to see her that way but I’m glad I did. She was something else, that’s for sure. She gave me quite a talking to about a few things.” He smiled in a fond way. It hit Steve then that Tony had known Peggy for a lot longer than he had and in an entirely different way too.

Steve was pulled away from the conversation eventually because he had offered to be one of the pallbearers. He touched Tony on the small of his back as he walked past him and Tony smiled a little in his direction before he was pulled away to speak to someone else.

No one seemed to be too clearly upset about Peggy’s passing. Instead they seemed to be exchanging stories about her or catching up. No one was happy, but not even Peggy’s children seemed too taken with grief. He supposed that was a part of knowing that someone was going to die and it not happening unexpectedly. Peggy had been sick for a long time. She had also lived a very full life.

Everyone grew more solemn as the service began and the casket was walked down the aisle towards the front.

When the funeral was over, that’s when it felt a little weird. Peggy really was gone. He was never going to see her again and this time it was for real. Tony squeezed his hand as everyone else started to leave. Some looking more teary eyed than others. They stood up, but lingered in the aisle.

“I don’t have to go to the UN meeting,” Tony said after the church was almost empty. Even Sam had walked out with Sharon. “I already signed so I really don’t need to be there. I just wish that you would. I’m not lying when I say that this is the best course of action. We need this.”

In the front the blown up pictures of Peggy seemed to watch them.

“I can’t,” Steve said. “After Shield -- I can’t just do that. It’s not something I can compromise and I think that if Peggy were still alive she would agree with me.”

Tony groaned. “I am going to have a serious talk with Sharon about that whole tree thing. But, Steve, I don’t want to push you but I want you to really consider what your decision is saying to the others and to the world. And what it’s doing to the team.”

Steve eyed him. “Did you come here just to try and convince me to sign that thing?”

Tony shook his head at once and he took a step back. “No. No, Steve, that’s not why I came. I wanted to be here for you, alright? I know how hard this was and I hate that this is all happening all at once but it is happening.”

Steve didn’t know what to say, but he could tell that Tony meant it and yet he also knew that Tony wanted him to sign and Steve just couldn’t do it. If he did, he needed to be sure and at the moment he just wasn’t. He was the opposite of sure.

Tony didn’t realize how quickly everything could fall apart, but he really should have.

After the funeral, he had called Natasha to let her know he wouldn’t joining her in Vienna like planned. They had gone with the rest of the Carter family to someone’s house because Tony had promised to stop by. He hadn’t been around any of them for years and yet they all just seemed to embrace him in a way that Tony hadn’t expected.

Peggy’s two kids Chris and Allison had almost been like cousins to Tony while growing up seeing as they weren’t too far in age. Still, Tony had always been the youngest and the one that they always teased despite how brilliant he was or perhaps even because. But catching up with them despite the circumstances wasn’t all bad and Tony wished that that he had kept closer in touch with them.

Chris and Allie had their own children as well and then there was Sharon who had been a constant presence in Peggy’s house because her parents were always off on work trips. Sharon had always been Tony’s favorite in some ways. It probably had something to do with how she was younger than he was so the dynamic was slightly different. Either way, Tony had pulled away from them around the same time that his parents died. It had just felt easier than dealing with all the grief especially when not one of them showed up to the funeral. Looking back on that made Tony realize that it was probably Obadiah keeping them away to isolate him.

They didn’t stay long. Just long enough for Steve to get to meet Peggy’s family properly because Tony was aware that Steve had never gone looking for answers on that and he only knew them from pictures and stories from Peggy. He probably just hadn’t wanted to know when he was first out of the ice and the loss was clear as day. The only person that Steve knew was Sharon and that had been due to Shield. Agent 13, assigned to watch over Steve and posing as his neighbor.

Tony could tell that Steve was a little uncomfortable being there especially when the children of some of the Howling Commandos introduced themselves to Steve and he could have been their contemporary. Tony didn’t know all of them, but they were still probably more familiar to him than they could be to Steve.

“I never knew you were that close to her family,” Steve said as they were leaving and Sharon excused herself with them.

“He hasn’t been lately,” Sharon said. “He was always just too smart for the rest of us to keep up with and too busy with Stark Industries and then he was Iron Man. Excuses all around.”

Tony rolled his eyes. “In my defense, I was grieving and none of you came to that particular funeral. After that I became someone else and that person didn’t think that he needed anyone. I did reach out eventually, though, didn’t I?”

Sharon tilted her head to one side and she nodded. “You did do that.”

They drove back to their hotel and Sharon tagged along because she had a room there too which worked out for them. Tony excused himself when Pepper called as soon as they had arrived in the lobby. He watched Sharon and Steve stand by the elevator as he listened to Pepper and he was just a tad amused at the way that Sharon was looking at Steve because how more obvious could she be?

Pepper had only needed him to give his approval on a release date mostly because Tony hadn’t actually finished the prototype yet and production needed to start soon. He had given her the go ahead while not entire sure that he would get it done on time. He was hoping that he would, but even if he didn’t, it wasn’t a big deal. Pepper just hated that instead of working on it, he had spent some time building himself a few extra devices for when he was on the go and didn’t feel like he’d actually need the whole suit. With The Accords in place it had felt like the right way to go and actually, he was surprised that he hadn’t thought about making them earlier.

The first one was a watch that could turn into a gauntlet and Tony supposed that it would be pretty helpful in a pinch. He had it on at the moment and hadn’t had a reason to try it yet but he knew that if he did need it, it would do exactly what he wanted it to.

After he got off the phone with Pepper, Tony gave a quick glance at a few messages from Natasha letting him know everything was going well. He started walking towards Steve and Sharon that it happened and he knew because Friday sent him an alert to his phone. A bomb had gone off in Vienna and it had been aimed at the meeting in the UN. His immediate thought was Natasha and he made the call quickly.

She picked up at once and Tony let out a sigh of relief.

“I’m okay, Tony,” Natasha said and after a pause, “King T’Chaka is dead.”

“Shit,” Tony said.

“You said it,” Natasha said and then, “He’s not the only casualty. I’ll call later. This place is a mess right now. No one even knows what happened. How did you hear?”

“Friday,” Tony said and she hung up.

Sam appeared, then, rushing towards them. “Oh, good, you’re here,” he said. “Something happened in Vienna.”

They rushed up to his and Steve’s hotel room and sure enough they were already reporting on the bombing, but worse they had a suspect and it was Bucky. One look at Steve and Tony knew that it wasn’t going to go well.

Sharon had gotten on the phone immediately and Tony listened in as she took her orders. Tony was only a little surprised that she was with the Joint Terrorism Task Force since the last time he had spoken to her she had been based in the US with the CIA. He supposed that the skills she’d gotten from being an Agent of Shield had gotten her the promotion. But Tony was glad to have her there because Sharon they could trust.

“I have to go in to work,” Sharon said after she got off the phone.

“Take the quinjet,” Tony said at once, “it will get you there faster.”

“Thank you,” Sharon said.

“I’m going as well,” Steve said as Sharon left the room and he had his stubborn face on. He wasn’t going to back down.

Tony shook his head. “No, you’re not.”

“I have to, Tony, this is -- this is something I have to do.”

Sam at least had the decency to step aside and leave them to it.

“The Avengers have not been called into this for one thing,” Tony said, reaching for Steve’s forearm, “and for another you and Sam have not signed The Accords and as such you will be breaking the law. Any involvement from the two of you will make this worse. The task force -- Sharon -- will deal with this.”

“We’re talking about Bucky,” Steve said in a loud tone that almost made Tony flinch back and did make him drop his hand from Steve’s arm.

“I am the only one that could bring him in if he’s been brainwashed again,” Steve said and the look that he had on his face -- desperate and pained hurt. “He wouldn’t be in his right mind if he did this, Tony, you know that. Someone made him do this and he will kill anyone that tries to go after him.”

“Including you, I’d wager,” Tony said and he hated the thought of what might happen to Steve because the last time he had faced the Winter Soldier, Steve had ended up in a hospital and that was in spite of his healing factor.

Steve shook his head at once. “He wouldn’t. You know he wouldn’t. He brought me out of the Potomac -- he recognized me. He will again. Tony, I have to do this. You have to understand that I have to do this if not for Bucky then because we don’t need anyone else to get hurt.”

Tony didn’t know what to say because there wasn’t anything that would actually sway Steve and Tony understood where he was coming from because they had been looking for Bucky for years now and they had to believe that he was under someone else’s control because things would be different if they weren’t. Still, The Accords would make this difficult and short of knocking Steve -- and Sam -- out, Tony didn’t see a way of stopping him and Tony wouldn’t even be able to do that without the suit.

“Tony, I don’t want to argue,” Steve said and it was genuine.

“Sign The Accords,” Tony said, almost surprising himself by having thought of it. “Sign them and I can do everything in my power to make sure that when you bring Bucky in he is taken back home and given the care he needs.”

Chapter Thirty Three

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