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chris-continues · 2 years
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Iron Man 3- The Suit Save
Iron Man!xyx x GN!reader
@lucicomplexx TYSM FOR HELPING ME COME UP W/ THIS
In which xyx saves you with his suit
Mentions: brief mention of bombing, explosions, danger + violence, arguing, stress, brief mention of panic attacks
I haven’t seen iron man 3 in a hot minute so this is so messy and not super accurate LMAO (this is so rushed I’ll probably edit it later)
“Mr. X what are you going to do about the mandarin?”
“Mr. X!”
“Will you take action?”
A man was up in his space with a camera, asking questions,
Fucking hell-
He leans up towards the phone, making sure it catches every word.
“You know what, fine. Come to me, mandarin, at the off chance you’re a man, here’s my address. 10880 Malibu Point, 90265.”
His hand clasps the phone, throwing it the other way before stepping into his car frustratedly, the press flocking around as he’s driven away.
What a shocker that his stress isn’t completely gone by the time he gets home, not even when he arrives home he sees you. Especially as of recently, he wasn’t doing well. He was having lunch, a kid asked him about… the attack on New York and he just- god. He found out it was a panic attack from his AI, but it was unbelievable.
He didn’t want to think about it too hard.
He also didn’t want to think about how he saw you with some business man, talking to him alone- god.
On top of that, he was late for date night and ate without you. So yeah, he was a huge mess while he did research in his lab.
His research rattled off little facts and results he pieced together from the local bombing the Mandarin had set by a Chinese theater, to which he examined more, “That’s two military guys. Ever been to Tennessee?” The ai confirmed and accepted his command to travel, before the doorbell rang.
His curiosity was piqued, “Do we have any visitors planned to come here?” He rolled his shoulders while his feet pattered against the floor.
The ai spoke, monotone. “No, sir.”
“Damnit- This is what I get for sharing my address to the public.” He sighed in slight regret to his earlier open, angry nature to fuck with the press.
Brisk walking and the bold patter of footsteps made it to the door as xyx welcomed… a lady. Pretty, brown hair to a bit below her shoulders, and furrowed eyebrows.
“Hi, it’s me, botanist Maya Hansen?” Her voice was as rushed as xyx’s coming to the door, pushing into the room before just almost being hit by your luggage.
“You remember me? From 12 years ago?” Xyx shook his head at her questioning, “Don’t take it personally I don’t even remember what I had for breakfast.”
“Gluten free waffles, sir.” he nodded, “that’s right.”
Maya’s voice came out rushed as another bag fell. “Can we- can we talk somewhere private? This is an important matter”-
“Did we have visitors?”
“Unexpectedly, we do, and doll this is an old friend. If there’s a 12 year old kid in the car I may pass out.”
“Yes there is,” he almost faints, “no he isn’t yours, and hi, it’s nice to meet his partner.”
You turn to look at xyx, “Well isn’t it nice to see one of your ex girlfriends.” Xyx noted you crossing your arms, you definitely weren’t in a good mood after he didn’t trust you with a business partner, “well- it was only one night..” Maya looked away shamefully while xyx tried to make light of the situation.
“Oh yeah, because that’s how you rolled back then.”
“You like your birthday present?”
You looked back to the giant teddy bear. “Yeah, sure, my very normal present.”
“I thought you liked it!”
“Is… this normal?”
Both you and xyx turned back to Maya, “Yes this is normal!”
You both bickered more, before Maya began explaining more about her research.
With xyx turned away from the floor to ceiling windows, Maya was facing them. “Is this normal?.. what-“
Light exploded behind the three of them, with Maya in the back. Before xyx could even think, they were all midair, rubble falling from everywhere.
X summoned the suit, each piece of armor going to you. It dawns upon you almost too late, rocks and dirt flying past your face and in a trance.
“I got you.”
Xyx covered his head when he fell, the ground breaking as the floor broke off into the water. Everything seemed to be collapsing in a panic, until a piece too big seemed to get him when he was in a rough spot. He prepared himself, until-
“I got you first.” With the signature suit on you, the mask opened to show your small smile as you looked down at him.
Even in this small moment of chaos he couldn’t help but gaze at you in admiration and love.
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chris-continues · 2 years
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“It was the only way.”
Dr Strange! NakedToaster x Ironman! xyx (with mentions of reader)
A little note!
As a person who can see the dynamic of both Pepper x Tony and Strange x Christine, I decided to make you (or self insert me) Christine and Pepper. With angst. Because I can.
(Also to all the IronStrange shippers.. I can see where you’re coming from. Their dynamic shines in this piece, I do feel like they would’ve had a great dynamic.)
Spoilers for infinity war! (If you haven’t watched it by now… what are you doing?)
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“Dr. Toast- what…” XYX Stark looks at the person next to him incredulously.
“It was the only way.” Their hair lay in a bun atop their head, soon dusting into the air. Little by little.
They had wanted to apologize to you while they could. For everything.
For not being there, to just parting with a lingering touch of the hand, for practically leaving you for what would feel like “for real” now.
They were sorry.
“Come on- wizard…” his face fell. XYX knew it was too late.
It would seem that their paths were to cross briefly in this universe, and perhaps that could be enough for now.
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chris-continues · 2 years
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Dr. Strange NakedToaster
Continuing on the Dr. Strange! Toast AU I’m writing. This is the scene where Christine Palmer leaves Stephen, but I rewrote it as you and Toast.
“This isn’t the last of what you’ve got Toast, there are many other opportunities out there-“
“Yeah, definitely. Like you?”
It was so out of character for Toast to get accusatory or angry.
“This is the part where you apologize.” You knew you deserved an apology, as hard as it can be.
“This is the part where you leave.” They were disheveled, not in the right state of mind-
You told yourself that, but it was clear he didn’t want you here.
“Fine, I can’t watch you do this to yourself anymore-“
“Oh, too difficult for you is it?”
“Yes”, you continue, “it is. It breaks my heart to see you this way.”
They had his face in their hands.
“No, don’t pity me.”
When did it get like this? “I’m not pitying you.”
He stands, before yelling.
“You care,” he seethes, before continuing,
“SO MUCH? DON’T YOU?”
“Goodbye, Toast.”
You couldn’t watch them become a mess. This wasn’t the way you wanted to see your old boss and friend.
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chris-continues · 2 years
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Naked Toaster- as Dr. Strange <33
A/N: yay! Marvel AU. If I’m up to it; I’ll write:
Scarlett Witch- Nightowl
Captain America- Quest
IronMan- XYX
TW: mention of tremors, loss (money and people), depression
(As someone who had a huge marvel phase, this is just yes.)
Fanfic below!
It had been 2 years.
Toast was running out of money. He knew that, oh they were too aware-
Toast was also aware of the fact he’d lost you. They knew they messed up, deep down, somewhere in their subconscious.
You’d been one of the leading programmers for their old company- the company they had to sell. They refused to believe it happened- the buyout, losing the only comfort he’s had, and he took it out on you.
You- god damn you. You were funny; sometimes awkward, one of the people they invited over to hangout outside of work, had your discord AND work email.
You also had left them.
Well, that was definitely not a bad call. Toast was a mess, desperate to find any way back for the company.
And along with that, their hands began to shake. Horribly- horrible, disgusting tremors. He hated that, they hated everything.
But when finding somewhere… Kamar Taj, it had caught their eye.
Even some magic- something- after visiting a man who had gone to Kamar Taj, a kind elderly man by the name of: Salocin, he had completely healed. Magic, definite magic. Maybe it was some sort of- physical therapy?
Toast was a person of science, not myth.
They had no choice, it had to be to spend the rest of his money on this trip to Nepal.
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